Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

Bai Sujin asked softly:

"Wu Ji, have the immortals arrived? Everyone from Wuzhong is here. If they hadn't found the whereabouts of the Great Tribulation Bone Knife, they might have dispersed and left."

How could Chu Wuji know the situation at the immortal family's side? He didn't dare to use Mozhi to ask now, for fear of being detected.

"If they scatter after just one look, there's nothing we can do but let them go and do what needs to be done."

Aunt Green Snake was very interested in the situation here and was very curious:

[They're fighting so chaotically, they probably won't notice me. I think it's about time I go back and take a look!]

Bai Sujin scolded:

[Xiaoqing, stop messing around and stay still. You don't have to run away now. Wait here. I'll let you know, then come back and reunite!]

Xuan Yi didn't know about the connection between the White Snake and the Green Snake's souls, so she reminded them:

"Bu Miao, maybe you should go and appease the higher-ups of the Hehuan Sect."

Bu Miao's expression was subtle, and she didn't care about her elegant words. She said unhappily:

"What kind of appeasement is this? With such a big scene, can we really shift the blame onto the Black Sky Secret Sect? I don't even dare to show my face in the sect's holy land now. I have no way to explain it!"

She originally judged that about ten members of the Wuzhong clan would be enough.

With such a scale, the leaders of the Hehuan Sect could barely keep calm, but now half a hundred powerful and mysterious monks have arrived at once, and they cannot be appeased by words alone!

Maybe even Bu Miao's master would become suspicious, suspecting that she had ulterior motives. Why did his disciple keep speaking for this group of people and even said "it's okay" and "they are not coming for us" at the gate of the holy land?

In the current situation, Bu Miao has to hide herself, and it is even a question whether she will dare to return to the sect in the future.

......

The aura of the battle was so intense that it shattered the clouds.

A majestic and arrogant questioning voice rang out in this world, echoing far away:

"Where did they go? Where is the Great Tribulation Bone Knife?"

The members of Wuzhong continued to fight, and another black cloud exploded and died, with blood raining all over the sky. They tacitly stopped temporarily and searched for the scent of the Great Tribulation Bone Knife.

This was their goal in rushing here. Nothing was more important than this. If there was anything, it would be to kill Wuzhong's colleagues as soon as possible so that they wouldn't have to compete with him for the Great Tribulation Bone Knife.

Groups of black clouds dispersed, each holding a bone knife in their hands, triggering the communication engravings in them, and arranging troops to capture the whereabouts of the Great Calamity Bone Knife.

The leaders of the Hehuan Sect who were staying in the holy land felt like they were being besieged and shouted at.

The trembling disciples found their respective seniors on the mountain and asked about the situation:

"Elder, what happened? Was our Hehuan Sect attacked?"

"This group of people don't look like immortal cultivators."

"Could it be that an insider leaked the information and the Black Sky Tantric Sect attacked ahead of time?"

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect said all kinds of things, but the higher-ups basically ignored them and treated them as nonsense.

How do these people outside look like the evil monks of the Black Sky Tantric Sect?

The clan leader and the elders who remained in the holy land gathered in the ceremony hall to discuss the matter:

"In just a short period of time, first there was a fight between dragons, then a gathering of demons. I didn't even know this place was so bustling!"

"These people shouldn't be coming for our Hehuan Sect. I just heard clearly that they are looking for the Great Tribulation Bone Knife, but what is that?"

"Where is the Saint? Didn't she show up earlier? Why did she suddenly disappear?"

After all, the top leaders of the Hehuan Sect did not pay much attention to Bu Miao. They did not believe that their own saint could find such a group of powerful people of unknown origin. Besides, the other party had clearly stated that they were not coming for the saint.

A large group of mysterious and powerful people with extraordinary strength but no one has ever heard of, this in itself is unreasonable.

Instead of looking for the cause, it is better to discuss how to deal with it.

The only thing we can do now is to be ready to activate the sect's formation at any time and discuss other things later.

A disciple broke into the ceremony hall, and the elder scolded him:

"Disrespectful! Is this a place you can trespass in?"

This disciple of the Hehuan Sect had a solemn expression and began to stutter:

"The immortal monks are here! There are so many of them!"

......

"The Great Tribulation Bone Knife isn't here? Has it been taken by someone? Why did they escape so quickly?"

"No matter what, if I can't get the Great Tribulation Bone Knife, I will kill you first to avoid competing with me for it in the future!"

The members of the Wuzhong group who were searching for the Great Tribulation Bone Knife were just about to fight again when they suddenly felt something in their hearts and all looked up at the sky above their heads.

The high sky suddenly began to surge like waves. Above the clouds, a thousand-foot abyss opened up, and a huge golden scroll fell down, enclosing the heaven and earth in a circle, slowly spreading out.

The four immortals each occupy one side.

The Shenxiao Sect of the Eastern Sky Curtain controlled the purple thunder, and the talismans followed like a military formation;

In the western Kunlun Ruins, a tall glazed tower was erected. A fairy female disciple stood guard at the foot of the tower, with ribbons flowing freely from her graceful arms, a scene of extraordinary beauty.

In the north, thousands of flying swords from Kongtong Mountain covered the sky and the sun, shredding the clouds.

Countless sword marks were carved into the Xiaoyao Valley in the south, and sword cultivators walked out of the sword marks one after another, becoming one with their swords.

The evil cultivators in the Hehuan Sect's holy land were almost simultaneously shocked and excited: "Oh no, could it be that what we saw above is just a cover? They are actually coming to rob us!"

Some Hehuan disciples were ready to move elsewhere with the sect's legacy, but they secretly used their own escape cards, only to find that this world had been trapped by the magic weapons of the immortals.

Not even a trace of spiritual energy can escape from the painting!

The drunken Taoist priest sat on a cloud, one of her long white legs hanging down, her toes hooked into the hole of a large bone knife, turning flexibly. She drank a little wine and boasted:

"Hey, I have the Great Tribulation Bone Knife, are you jealous?"

Kunlun Jade Maiden and Diji Saint Lady walked out from the top of the tower, quite interested:

"Last time, I only saw the three-bodied people recorded in ancient books. Now my eyes have been opened. Where did they come from?"

The members of Wuzhong had previously fought each other to the death, but now they gathered together tacitly, ready to unite against the outside world.

Although everyone was fighting, they all had a common identity - they were all people from ancient times.

In their eyes, people of the present world are not people of the same world, even monks.

One of the black clouds revealed its true form. The person in the cloud had the body of an animal, with a dark complexion, red hair, and flames coming out of his protruding nostrils. He was a person from the Fire-Yan Country.

The Fire-Hating Man said, "Are they targeting us? They were so busy hunting down those weaklings with bone knives that they forgot to punish you, the cultivating humans!"

Chapter 444: Auntie’s Focus is Unusual

Although Chu Wuzhi and others were also trapped in the scroll, they were in a safe area, far away from the center of the battlefield.

Bu Miao and Bai Kongque were fully focused, staring intently at the front, trying to absorb the experience and insights from this battle.

The battle between the immortals and the members of Wuzhong is a rare scene.

However, the two women soon discovered a problem. There was no detail at all. It was all a clash of magical powers and magic weapons. In their eyes, there was only a dazzling explosion of air waves and the collapse of the sky and the earth.

It can be felt that the immortal forces are as steady as ever. They have given up on showing off their skills and are directly suppressing with all their strength in pursuit of a sure victory.

As for the members of the Witch Tomb, their magical powers are even more impossible to imitate. They are almost talents engraved in their blood and are innate.

As the number of people was far behind that of the immortals, the members of Wuzhong were able to hold out at first, but gradually showed signs of decline.

In ancient times, many peerless powerful people did emerge, but these members of the Wuzhong Sect were not yet qualified to be among the top few.

Bu Miao gave up her concentration and just watched the fun. She sighed:

"Many cultivators from the immortal sects are out traveling. The immortal cultivators who came to encircle and suppress the witch's tomb, although not out in full force, at least sent their main forces. Don't they have any worries?"

As far as she knew, there were disagreements and disputes among the immortals, and even more fights among the cultivators.

The Demonic Sect would not dare to send out its main force so confidently, leaving its own holy land in a relatively empty state. Even though they knew that their holy land was well hidden, they would not dare to be so lax in defense for fear of being robbed.

The white peacock looked at the scene in the sky, feeling helpless and hopeless, but she also had a goal to pursue in her heart. She said:

"If anyone tries to launch a sneak attack at this time, it would be good news for the Immortals. They can take advantage of the gathering of forces and kill them. With overwhelming firepower, they won't even need to find a reason to attack."

Bu Miao spread her hands. She understood this principle, but the reality was not as simple as it sounded.

"People's hearts are filled with conflict, and what if one of the immortals decides to unite and take advantage of this opportunity to stab everyone in the back?"

Seeing that the two were chatting animatedly, the Sky Fox Lady interrupted:

"If we always think about what if, and are always on guard against what if, then people's hearts will only be filled with evil, and the world will only be filled with threats. If everyone thinks this way, we will all be on guard against each other.

Therefore, someone has to be willing to take the risk of loss, to take the risk of trust, and to accept the possibility of betrayal, and the immortals are generally willing to take this risk."

White Peacock was stunned, an inexplicable thought flashed through his mind, and he said in a complicated way:

"The world is truly strange. The premise of unity is actually to accept the advent of betrayal..."

Bu Miao, a native demon and Saint Hehuan, was deeply moved after hearing the simple words of the Sky Fox Goddess.

It seems to be true. When a person pursues security, banding together is undoubtedly an excellent way. The monks of the magic path banded together to form sects. However, everyone is pursuing their own interests and safety, and instead they start to scheme against each other and lose the security they originally pursued.

The immortals are not without mistakes. There are also fights between disciples, and even cases of murder in anger, but they can still maintain trust.

If the immortals had not joined forces to encircle and suppress the demonic sect, Bu Miao felt that the Hehuan Sect would definitely not have survived to this day.

The gap is indeed quite large. The fact that they can work together as a group is something that the demonic forces cannot learn.

......

This suppression lasted only three days and ended without the long-lasting war that had been imagined.

In fact, the outcome was already decided on the first day, but the members of the Witch Tomb used forbidden techniques to burn their own souls to fight back, which forcibly delayed the battle.

During this period, two waves of Wuzhong members came from afar, but when they saw the battle situation here, they ran away.

It will be even more difficult to encircle and eliminate the Wuzhong members in the future as we do now, and we may even face their revenge.

But no matter what, the fifty-hundred members of the Wuzhong group who were trapped in the scroll were completely scared out of their wits.

Eliminating a large number of hidden dangers is a real achievement of this battle.

The Wuzhong bone knife that fell on the ground, as well as the magic weapons left by the Wuzhong members, were divided equally among the immortal sects.

The golden scroll that besieged this world was slowly being retracted. The four immortal sects were preparing to retreat and had no intention of attacking the nearby Hehuan Sect's holy land.

This made the evil cultivators in the Hehuan Sect breathe a sigh of relief and they wiped a sweat for their lives.

No matter how powerful this sect's formation is, it cannot withstand the siege of four immortal holy places!

Ning Xianzhi was standing on the clouds. She had already known Chu Wuzhi's location through Mozhi's breath. She was reluctant to retreat and planned to meet Chu Wuzhi directly.

By the way, confirm another "Bai Sujin".

Bai Sujin alone was enough to keep Chu Wuji from getting so stubborn, and now another one shows up?!

Jiuwu Taoist knew her friend's thoughts and said:

"Now is not the time to meet and chat. The Hehuan Sect is extremely vigilant. Xianzhi, you are a dignified elder of the Immortal Sect. If you meet Chu Wuji in public on the territory of the Demon Sect, he will not be able to roam around freely in the future."

"That's better. Wuji can't wander around freely, so he can just stay on the mountain."

Ning Xianzhi only said this, but did not insist on doing it.

She knew that what Taoist Jiuwu said was right. Besides, even if she really wanted to meet him, she could contact him through Mozhi and directly confirm a location before meeting him. This would be much better than the current place.

Restraining the impulse in his heart, Ning Xianzhi did not leave the sect's ranks and disappeared along with the scroll.

The solemn and murderous atmosphere just now disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the smell of brutal fighting remained on the ground, telling of the previous battle.

Chu Wuji watched the immortal cultivator leave, and he was sure that Ning Xianzhi's mother would ask for a meeting, so he had to finish the current things quickly and leave this damn place.

"Saint Hehuan, would you like to take this opportunity to return to the sect and show your face?"

"Do I dare to go back? How should I explain?" Bu Miao asked back.

It is a bit unreasonable that he disappears during the crisis and shows up once the crisis is over.

Chu Wuji disagreed and asked:

"Why is it so hard to explain? Just say that you wanted to come back to reinforce and vowed to live and die with Master, but you were blocked by the scroll.