I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 823 Retreat

The high-ranking Yin Meridians speculated on the meaning of the sudden drum sounds, but everyone's statements were just guesses, without any solid evidence.

Until Shu Pingsheng said: "This is the sound of the golden drum, which comes from the ordinary Continental Army war signal drum, indicating a withdrawal."

The discussion among the crowd stopped.

Ning Zitan glanced at Shu Pingsheng and said, "As expected of a scholar, he has studied even the secular knowledge so deeply."

Shu Pingsheng said calmly: "The secular continent is extraordinary now, it's always a good idea to learn more."

"Hahaha, of course you're right, isn't it being used now?" You Ji said, "Shu Pingsheng, please continue to talk about this. What exactly does this withdrawal mean? Are we not going to fight this battle?"

Shu Pingsheng said: "It is better to retreat first."

"The rules of the battlefield were created by Mi Feixue, and the sound of the golden drum must have been her idea. It is beneficial to the Yin Meridian anyway."

"withdraw."

The high-level Heavenly Masters flew in the air at an extremely fast speed. Along the way, they found that the strange phenomena that had restricted them before no longer had any effect on them. Soon they reached the edge of the battlefield.

The mottled iron chains became visible with their arrival.

Before anyone spoke, Shu Pingsheng took the initiative to walk in front.

Just as he was about to touch the chain, a figure suddenly rushed in front of him.

It’s Ning Zitan.

Everyone was surprised.

Then he saw Ning Zitan had arrived outside the boundary of the battlefield chain unharmed.

"So simple? Can we really leave now?"

Following Ning Zitan, Shu Pingsheng also walked out.

This time no one said anything and walked out of the battlefield one by one.

The last person to come out was Yin Shijun holding a battle flag.

Everyone watched as the battle flag disappeared in his hands.

wrong.

The Heavenly Masters are all sharp-eyed people.

I saw a flash of red light as Yin Shijun clenched his hands.

Before Yin Shijun put it away, someone shouted, "Master Yin, what is that?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yin Shijun couldn't even play dumb.

When he opened his palm in front of everyone, he saw a small dark red flag.

Everyone has been protected under the banner of rule war, and even if the battle flag has been reduced by dozens of times, everyone still remembers what it looks like.

"This is the battle flag. It has not disappeared. It must be of great use."

"Master Yin, can you please explain?"

Yin Shijun said: "I don't know."

The crowd was not satisfied with this answer.

Yin Sang smiled and said, "Yin Lang, since you don't know, why don't you sell it to me?"

Yin Shijun put it away after showing it.

Everyone was dissatisfied with this but couldn't get angry.

However, there are still some sour comments, "The battle flag comes from the battlefield. I don't think this battle between Yin and Yang will end easily. When the time comes, this battle flag will be of great use. It should not be privately owned by one person."

"Yes."

The spiritual masters of the same lineage, who had united to fight not long ago, now began to scheme against each other for their own interests.

This scene is very common in Lingzhou, and everyone present is used to it.

It was not until some people came out from the battlefield that these Heavenly Lords temporarily shut up - it was okay for people of the same rank to throw tantrums and curse at each other, but they still had to maintain their dignity in front of people below their own star rank.

At the beginning, the teams that appeared were the ones that had obtained the rules battle flag. When the Night Walker appeared, the situation became different.

The Night Walker did not walk out of the battlefield separated by iron chains, but threw out "human eggs" one by one.

These "human eggs" are translucent, and the people inside have their eyes closed, their arms around their knees, showing the comfortable posture of a baby in the mother's womb.

"Father!? Great!"

A square-faced spiritualist saw a familiar face in the 'human egg' and ran to the 'human egg' excitedly.

"Don't move, or you'll get into trouble." His fellow disciple pressed his shoulders and warned him.

The square-faced spiritualist came to his senses and nodded repeatedly, saying, "I understand. Thanks to the Night Wanderer for saving me! I sent messages to my father before but never got a reply from his spiritual pattern. I thought he had already..."

The fellow disciple patted his shoulder and said, "I understand." Then he looked at the other 'human eggs' and murmured, "Why didn't we think of this method? This way, fewer of our fellow disciples will die."

"The Yang meridian is invading and it's a life-and-death battle. It's already difficult to seize the battle flag and protect yourself. Not everyone has the ability of the Night Walker. You don't have to blame yourself." Someone else comforted him.

Following this square-faced spiritualist, more and more spiritualists with "human eggs" were claimed.

More and more people are coming here. There are spiritual masters from various sects who rushed to the outer line of the field after the regular battlefield began, and there are also people who arrived later after receiving the news.

While they were rejoicing over the rescue of their fellow pulses in the 'human egg', they were also discussing the yang pulse in it.

"Why did the Night Ranger save Yangmai as well? Wouldn't it be better to let them kill each other on the battlefield?"

"Oh, there are so many ways to make people live a life worse than death in this world. It would be a relief for them to die on the battlefield."

"I did get the news. The Night Walker didn't want to torture them, but saved them out of moral obligation."

"What!? They really are saving people? This is nonsense... cough. The Night Wanderers are sometimes too rigid. Even if it is the sect's moral principles, they must be fair to people and things. The Yangmai have already come to kill us, so what morality are we talking about with them? What about those fellows killed by the Yangmai?"

"Hey! Who said it wasn't true? If Yangmai knew about this, he would probably laugh at us!"

"Shut up, the so-called morality is the foundation of the Tao. If the Night Rangers do not respect morality, they are not respecting their original hearts, which is not good for their pursuit of the Tao. Moreover, the Night Rangers are never foolish and kind, and will not tolerate you guys who dare not even enter the battlefield to make random comments."

The spiritual masters who were dissatisfied with the Night Walker's actions turned to look at the people who were arguing with them. They immediately realized from their clothes that they were core disciples from Cuixia Valley. They were all speechless, regretting that they did not pay attention to their surroundings when they were talking, and they did not know when the people from Cuixia Valley came over.

Since Cuixia Valley was incorporated into Yongmeng Township, it has been flourishing.

Although it was incorporated into the nine major forces of Fanchangtian, its influence could be regarded as the first among the nine major forces.

Not only is he extremely wealthy, the new Valley Master is also extremely powerful and sits on the throne.

How many people envy and envy Cuixia Valley for surviving a great disaster and enjoying endless blessings in the future.

On the surface, he always showed great respect to the disciples of Cuixia Valley.

This is the case with the people at the scene.

"Tsk." The core disciple of Cuixia Valley sneered. He saw the expressions of several people clearly, so how could he not know what they were thinking.

She hated those cunning people who said one thing in their hearts and another in their appearance, who seemed respectful but actually looked down on others.

"Qiu Lin."

When Qiu Lin heard the familiar voice, his expression became firm, and he turned around and said, "Senior Brother Lan."

Blue Fish warned, "Don't make trouble, come to work."

"I admit my mistake. I'll be there right away," Qiu Lin replied.

They came specially to pick up the 'human egg' and transport it to Cuixia Valley.

The disciples of Cuixia Valley are easy to recognize. In addition to Cuixia Valley's iconic clothing, they are all handsome men and beautiful women with slender bodies.

Everyone in Lingzhou knows that the main reason for this is the influence of their innate evil spirit [Nightmare]. Lingzhou does not judge people's strength based on their appearance.

However, it still couldn't resist the evil thoughts of some people. Those who were jealous of their good luck secretly mocked that Cuixia Valley was the back garden of Yongmeng Township, and the disciples of Cuixia Valley were the flowers that could be picked or butterflies that could be caught at any time.

Lan Yu and other disciples of Cuixia Valley were all aware of these malicious sarcasms that were not stated openly.

Just at this moment, all kinds of strange eyes fell on them.

Lan Yu led the disciples of Cuixia Valley to work without distraction.

Everyone around was watching.

After a while, one of them couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Lan, how does Cuixia Valley plan to deal with these people?"