Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 205: Remnants of the Ghost Blade Sect

"My lord, the Zhuji Pavilion sent a letter to remind us that a cult from outside the region has made a comeback. We are asked to pay attention to this matter." At the top of the cliff, an old man saluted from a distance to the person sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff in front of him and said respectfully.

The person sitting cross-legged has loose clothes, a majestic back, and his black hair is casually draped, dancing freely in the mountain breeze.

Across his waist was a simple, bright red long sword.

This person is the number one sword master in the world!
"Then send some people to take a look." Sword Master said in a neutral and calm voice.

"Yes." The old man agreed, then hesitated and said, "Young Master has always wanted to go down the mountain to travel."

"Let him go with you."

"Okay, I'll go and notify them right away." The old man nodded and walked away.

On the broken wall on the other side of the Sword Cliff, there were countless sword blades densely packed together, and it seemed that there were tens of thousands of them.

Some of the sword blades were already rusted, while others were broken into pieces with only half left.

Halfway up the cliff, between the swords, there is a small stone platform.

On the stone platform, a young man was meditating with his eyes closed. On his knees was a long sword.

I don't know what material this sword is made of, but from the hilt to the blade, it is a light blue metallic color, which looks completely natural.

The man had a handsome appearance, a cold and solemn temperament, and was wearing a purple-black brocade robe.

"Young Master, with the Lord's permission, you can go down the mountain now."

The old man stepped on the sword blades and floated down from the cliff, speaking.

As soon as these words came out, the eyelids of the man sitting cross-legged trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and cold.

"What's the matter?"

"In the northern Wangyue County, there are evil cults from outside the region causing trouble. We need to go and check it out." The old man explained.

"Ah."

At the same time, after receiving the news from Zhuji Pavilion, other hidden sects also responded one after another and sent out exploration teams.

Back then, a Ghost Blade Sect suddenly appeared and stirred up a bloody storm throughout the Dahan Dynasty, and its influence still remains to this day.

In order to prevent the history from repeating itself, these hidden sects could not remain indifferent and keep themselves out of the world when it came to this matter.

In addition to the hidden major sects that dispatched troops, some of the top sects or forces in the martial arts world also became restless after learning about this. They either sent spies or support teams to fight the foreign enemies together.

For a moment, the entire Wangyue County became lively.

As the news of Zhuji Pavilion spread, most of the martial arts world began to pay attention to this invasion by a foreign cult.

As time went by, the fog continued to spread for several days, engulfing more mountains and land, and destroying more villages and towns.

Moreover, the fog showed no sign of stopping its spread into the interior of the Dahan Dynasty.

Somewhere at the edge of the fog, the mist suddenly rolled violently.

The next moment, several figures rushed out in a panic. They were wearing white clothes with crescent patterns, which were the uniforms of disciples of Wangyue Pavilion.

One of them was Guan Weijing.

"What should I do? The elder is still inside!"

"We can't help if we stay, let's go back and ask for help!" Guan Weijing suggested with gritted teeth.

At this moment, he not only looked miserable, but also had suffered serious injuries and was covered in blood.

If he doesn't go back, his life will be in danger, so how could he be willing to continue procrastinating here?

"Go back and ask for help as soon as possible!" Fang Yingru said, and without looking back, he went into the fog again.

He looks older and more stable than other disciples. He is one of the core disciples of Moon Watching Pavilion. He entered the sect earlier and has top talent, so his strength is much stronger than Guan Weijing. He is one of the top three disciples of Moon Watching Pavilion, and it is almost certain that he will be on the Heavenly Ranking in the future!

"Just ask for help and go back with one person. Junior Brother Guan, you go back!"

After hearing what the other brothers said, they all dived into the fog and disappeared.

Guan Weijing was left with an uncertain expression. He didn't expect that these fellow disciples would be so tough in such a critical moment.

This made him look like a deserter, and he felt a little embarrassed as he fled back to the mountain gate alone.

"Hmph!" However, Guan Weijing finally ran towards the mountain gate without hesitation.

No matter what, returning into the fog means a risk of death!
In the Moon-Watching Pavilion.

"Weijing, why are you the only one back? Where is Lord Zhou?" The deacon guarding the mountain gate saw Guan Weijing covered in blood and immediately stopped him and asked.

"I, I came back to ask for help. We ran into the remnants of the Ghost Blade Sect in the fog!" Guan Weijing said hurriedly, panting.

"What!" The deacon's face changed drastically when he heard the words "Ghost Blade Sect".

"The elder and Senior Brother Fang are still waiting for support from the mountain gate. I want to go see the Pavilion Master!" Guan Weijing said anxiously.

"Come on, junior brother, follow me up the mountain!" The deacon did not dare to delay and stop them, and the two of them quickly returned to the Moon-Watching Pavilion.

When the news came back, it quickly alarmed a group of senior officials in Wangyue Pavilion and the powerful older generation.

Many of them had even experienced the events of more than sixty years ago and were extremely wary of the Ghost Blade Sect.

In the meeting hall, all the strong men of Wangyue Pavilion gathered together for a rare occasion. Each of them had a strong aura and amazing energy fluctuations emanating from their bodies, as if they had their own magnetic fields, making the air in the entire hall seem to be solidified and frozen.

"This matter needs to be dealt with urgently. Yuehan, where is Pavilion Master Su?" asked an old man in the meeting hall.

"My sister had some feelings more than a month ago and is in seclusion. I told you not to call her unless it is a matter of life and death. Now I am fully responsible for all matters in the pavilion." Su Yuehan said.

"Oh!" Another elderly elder's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "After so many years, could it be that his internal energy cultivation is finally about to break through?"

When the other elders in the pavilion heard this, they were also shocked and looked at Su Yuehan, the deputy pavilion master, wanting to get accurate information from her.

It seems that compared to saving people, whether their Pavilion Master can make a breakthrough in cultivation is more crucial and important.

"Everyone will know about this matter once my sister comes out of confinement. Now we need someone to go and provide support." Su Yuehan turned back to the business and said.

"Zhou Yan's strength is not weak, but he was forced to this point. This matter is very serious. I will go." An old man with a white beard said.

Su Yuehan nodded and said, "Thank you for everything, Lord Hou."

"No problem." Hou Chuanzheng waved his hand and turned away.

After leaving the hall, he hastily called a few gate stewards and headed towards the fog.

Although Guan Weijing was very reluctant, he had to return to the fog and lead the support team after simply treating his injuries.

"Yan'er, do you think Senior Brother Fang and the others are okay?" Shen Xueyu frowned as the news spread.

She had been in the mountain for so many years, but she had never seen Wangyue Pavilion in such chaos. Even the elder who had been away had not returned.

Liu Yan'er shook her head. The development of this incident was totally beyond the expectations of young disciples like them.

"Brother Fang is so powerful, and Elder Hou has also gone there, so I think everything should be fine."

"The evil cultists outside the region are really scary."

"Um"

As Liu Yan'er spoke, she felt a little worried. She looked back at the hall in the distance. Her master was there, coordinating the overall situation.

(End of this chapter)