Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Therefore, the deacons did not pay too much attention to this matter.

But just now, they noticed that something bad had happened. The Immortal Sect Soul-Retention Formation covering the Baili Desert was broken. Then they used this water mirror to explore the current situation of the Baili Desert, but they only saw this half-collapsed empty city. .

"The formation being broken is not a trivial matter. If the Baili Desert incident is leaked, it may affect the incense."

"This secret realm in the Baili Desert has existed for forty years. It has already come to an end. Even if it is not broken today, the formation will be dismantled in the future when the remnants of the isolated city are extinct. Now it is just a little earlier. That’s all.”

"Then where are the soldiers and civilians in the city? Are they dead or have they escaped? Does Elder Qingzhuo want to give an explanation?"

"Don't talk too much. Elder Qingzhuo will handle this matter personally. When Elder Qingzhuo returns, he will definitely give the sect an answer..."

As he said this, he saw a flash of rainbow light in the sky, it was Taoist Qingzhuo.

At this time, his face had lost the previous pale color, but his face was as dark as water, and he was as dignified and imposing as before.

"This sect's secret realm has already reached its final stage. I am going to break it today. Do you have any objections?" Taoist Qingzhuo said calmly.

A stone sword fell out of his hand and floated in the air, emitting a faint light.

In his eyes, the sword banished the immortal was more valuable than the three hundred old soldiers plus half the city's women, children and disabled people.

The latter are just soldier souls, while the former...

Sword Banishing Immortal has proven that he is extraordinary. Even if he is trapped in an isolated city in the desert, he can still enter the immortal way.

Even if he transformed his body into a sword, he could still cut through the Immortal Sect formation and injure Elder Qingzhuo.

"...No objection." The deacons could only reply.

With the status of Elder Qingzhuo, they, the deacons of the sect, could not say anything if they acted arbitrarily.

after all.

Elder Qingzhuo was one of the elders who originally arranged the Immortal Sect Formation in the Baili Desert. This secret realm was originally created by him.

Elder Qingzhuo didn't mean to talk to them. He just showed up and said a few words, then turned into a rainbow again and left.

The other deacons could only disperse. Elder Qingzhuo's attitude had been made clear, and they were not qualified to intervene.

Daozhen's eyes were filled with strange light and he was thoughtful.

Elder Qingzhuo's body transformed into a rainbow and flew over the sect.

He has been injured at this moment and must return to the cave as soon as possible to take the healing elixir and heal the injury as quickly as possible...

But before he came to the cave, he saw a rainbow light blocking his way, and a familiar figure appeared.

"Junior Brother Qingzhuo, are you okay?"

The speaker was also an old Taoist with white eyebrows. He was the master of Daozhen and Daoxu, and the elder of the Immortal Sect who had been stationed in the imperial capital for many years, Qingyi.

"Senior Brother Qingyi." Taoist Qingzhuo frowned, but his face remained calm and he nodded.

"Isn't Senior Brother busy with mundane affairs? Why do you have time to go back to the mountain gate today?" Taoist Qingzhuo asked.

Elder Qingyi had previously said that he was busy with affairs and summoned Taoist Qingzhuo to handle matters in the Baili Desert.

Now that the Baili Desert incident has come to an end, he has returned to the sect with all his might?

"The matter of building momentum for King Qin has been taken care of. Perhaps the underground fairy kingdom will be established in the near future. I heard that my junior brother destroyed the sect's secret realm, the Baili Desert?" Qingdao said with a smile:

"I see that junior brother's aura is weak. Could it be that he was injured in the hundreds of miles of desert?"

Taoist Qingzhuo suddenly frowned deeply and said coldly:

"Senior brother, what kind of joke are you talking about? There are only remnants of the Great Yan Army in the hundred-mile desert, and they are just ordinary warriors. How can I, the dignified elder of the Immortal Sect, be hurt by a mortal?"

What a joke, how could he admit it?

Ordinary warriors have always been poor and weak, and are not taken seriously by the immortal monks.

In the past, Taoist Qingyang of Nanzhou Xuantian Sect died at the hands of Wu Shengren, and the entire Xuantian Sect was looked down upon by the other eight immortal sects.

Just like if the national football team wins one day, others may not think that the level of the national football team has improved by leaps and bounds, but will think that the opponent has overturned.

If Taoist Qingzhuo was hurt by a mortal, and if word spread about it, where would his face be? I'm afraid that I will become the laughing stock of the Immortal Sect.

Besides, this is not a matter of face at all...

Because Elder Qingzhuo was really injured and his Taoist foundation was damaged.

"Yes, I was overly worried. It seems that junior brother is in good condition." Elder Qingyi laughed, glanced at the stone sword in Elder Qingzhuo's hand, and found an excuse to leave.

It wasn't until his figure turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds that Taoist Qingzhuo looked back.

"Qingyi was waiting in front of my cave. Did he see that my Dao foundation was damaged? Did he mean to remind me?" Taoist Qingzhuo frowned and looked inside, a little puzzled:

"If my injury is obvious enough for him to see through it at a glance, then I must retreat and heal immediately without delay."

Things that damage his Dao foundation must not be exposed, even within the Dao Dao Sect.

I just don’t know if Elder Qingyi meant to remind him, or if he was here to deceive him.

Taoist Qingzhuo didn't hesitate anymore. He entered the cave with a stone sword in hand, activated the cave's protective formation, and prepared to retreat.

Damage to Dao Ji is not a trivial matter at this time. This is not a matter of face at all. At worst, it may even damage his status as an elder.

In today's era of declining spiritual energy, except for a very small number of amazingly talented immortal wizards, the vast majority of immortal monks have practiced to great depths. If they want to go further, they can only use incense and talismans to assist their practice.

In the past, when spiritual energy was abundant, immortal monks who wanted to break through the realm often had to take pills such as Foundation Establishment Pill and Yuanying Pill to assist in breaking through the realm.

In today's era, many monks rely solely on alchemy to break through. What they need is a large amount of mortal incense.

Therefore, the number of high-level monks in the Immortal Sect is limited. The number of great Dao Sect monks is basically equivalent to the number of first-tier immortals in the Immortal Sect Taoist Temple.

This is also one of the reasons why Elder Qingzhuo attaches great importance to the sword to banish immortals.

In a ghostly place like the Baili Desert, a person who can embark on the immortal path by himself must be an immortal wizard with rare qualifications.

"The Dao foundation is damaged... If Qingyi is really found out at this time, or is discovered by other figures in the sect, the position of the elder may be unstable." Taoist Qingzhuo said to himself.

The elder is already a high-level member of the sect, so naturally he is not a big cabbage. Anyone can be a good person, and anyone can be employed.

But now the general environment is very complicated. In this era, there is a lack of aura and a lot of things are lacking, but there is no shortage of talents.

Within the Dao Dao Sect, there are several rising stars who are stuck at the barrier. If they get the immortal position of Elder Qingzhuo and get nourished by incense, they will indeed have a good chance of replacing him in the sect.

so

The fact that Taoist Qingzhuo's Taoist foundation was damaged and that he was injured at the hands of a common martial artist cannot be known to outsiders for the time being until he recovers from his injuries.

He may be worried about losing his status as an elder. Maybe if the matter is exposed, he will only be laughed at by other elders... But Taoist Qingzhuo doesn't want to take the risk.

"Logically speaking, if I want this matter not to be spread, I should kill all the mortals who know about it..."

"But Qiao Shui..." Taoist Qingzhuo frowned.

When he returns to the sect, he will be an elder with a damaged Dao foundation. As long as he retreats to heal his wounds and rest for a period of time, he is expected to recover.

If he went to Xi'an Pass to massacre the soldiers and civilians of the isolated city and angered the Qiao family, who had a fiery temperament, the consequences would be even more serious.

Even if the Qiao family has only a 10% chance of being exchanged for one, it will be a loss for a Qingzhuo Taoist who looks down on ordinary warriors.

"Having said that, it would not be appropriate to allow the soldiers and civilians of Gucheng to spread this matter in Zhongzhou."

Elder Qingzhuo was thinking about countermeasures. Since his Dao foundation was damaged, he naturally could not go into battle to deal with mortals in person.

So, let the younger disciples take action on your behalf?

This is not impossible, but if you want to deal with the soldiers and people of Gucheng, you are afraid that you will offend the Qiao family again, and the best way to deal with the Qiao family is not to end it personally.

Worldly things are worldly.

Ever since Emperor Yonghe held the Human King Sword, Daodao Sect began to plan for King Qin to come to the stage to handle worldly affairs.

With the Immortal Sect personally creating momentum, King Qin is now becoming increasingly powerful and has sealed the territory in Great Yanzhong Province. So naturally it would be better to let King Qin do this for him in this worldly matter.

If King Qin can handle it, then handle it. If he can't handle it, let him use a few lives to test the details of the Qiao family. When the time comes, Taoist Qingzhuo will use immortal means to kill him personally. If he uses two sets of combined punches before and after, he will be foolproof. ..

...

The night is deep.

But the entire Xi'an Pass, as well as the small town outside the Xi'an Pass, were brightly lit and shrouded in the sound of weeping.

There are about hundreds of households in the small town outside An'an Pass. Except for a few merchants, almost all of them are the family members of the former Sergeant Dayan.

In the past, when Qiao Mu entered the customs, he sent home letters to these hundreds of families, but today, their home letters have received an unexpected response.

Mr. Hai was still waiting in this small town, and reunited with Captain Hai from the isolated city. They were the two sons of Hai Wuya. When they reunited after forty years, they looked at each other and were speechless.

However, there are only a few among the few who can get together as relatives like the Hai family brothers.

After all, there were only 300 old soldiers left in the 100,000-strong army in the past. Naturally, not many of them could wait for letters home and see their relatives again.

Most of them are like Mrs. Bai, who has been waiting here for forty years for the news of her death.

Forty years is a long time for a mortal. Even if a person is still alive, most of them have changed.

The old man in Weku, who only had half his face left, was a little sad. He was not worried about himself, but the women and children who followed the veterans out of the desert.

These women and children are different from the remnant army of Dayan.

Most of the troops for the Western Expedition were soldiers recruited from Zhongzhou and nearby states, but the people in the isolated city were locals.

If the old soldiers still have an unknown hometown to return to, then the people of the isolated city are actually homeless. Although the isolated city in the desert still exists, that kind of ghost place is not suitable for living at all. Want to go back.

Although many of these women, children and old people have died in the past forty years, there are still a lot of them in total... For Zhongzhou today, it is not easy to accommodate the sudden increase in half of the city's women and children.

The Qiao family, headed by Qiao Shuangsen, used a lie to weave an illusory hope for the lonely city, giving them the hope of walking out of the desert and sweeping away the troubles of the past.

Who knew that after sacrificing several members of the Qiao family, they would actually come out now.

But where should they go next?

No one has the answer.

Qiao Mu reopened Qiao Xiaoming's mind and injected new flesh and blood, allowing him to continue to "live".

He walked towards the inn in the town. After five years of isolation in his dream, he only felt an inexplicable fatigue when he returned to reality.

His physical body was restored to its best condition, but his mental mood was not very good.

When I first entered the inn, I ordered a pot of Shaodaozi wine and a bowl of longevity noodles. I found an unoccupied Eight Immortals table in the corner and quietly stared at the pasta on the table in a daze.

Starting from Yancheng, he likes to order longevity noodles every time he celebrates his birthday, and now this bowl of longevity noodles...

"How old am I now?" Qiao Mu looked at the old face reflected in the cup and counted it on his fingers.

It turns out that he is 210 years old.

Life spans seventy years, and he has lived the three lifetimes of an ancient man.

There were several drinkers at the next table. They seemed to be foreign tourists passing through the town. They were in high spirits and chatting with each other at the moment.

"In the alien war forty years ago, there are still remnants of the army that are still holding on and surviving to this day. This is really a fantasy..."

"I never expected that there would be such a lone iron-blooded army in this world. When the great flames forgot about them, there were still people holding on. If I hadn't seen those white-headed soldiers with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it!"

"Those veterans have suffered... but it's good that they are still alive. This is a great thing! These people deserve to live a long life!"

"It's getting better, everything is getting better. Ever since the death of Wu Shengren's man-eating demon, everything has gotten better."

"Wu Shengren suppressed the martial arts for forty years, and now only a few months after his death, the martial arts in Kyushu is thriving. The backbone of Kyushu is not only defended by the remnants of the past, but also the Qiao family and the newly risen King of Qin. ”

"The King of Qin is also a strange man. He was the first person to stand up and join the Taoism with martial arts after the death of the Martial Saint. He resolutely took up the banner of conquering immortals with martial arts, and even made the strangers of Dao Dao Sect eat it when they heard about it. A dark loss."

"Even our Majesty is very happy to let this King of Qin, who carries the banner of Jiuzhou Warriors, seal the territory and establish a new 'Great Qin Mansion' in Zhongzhou. Li Gongde, a wealthy man in the imperial capital, Li Dashan, generously donated the money. Now the Great Qin Mansion has been There is a state of prosperity and prosperity.”

"Speaking of it, these residents who came out of the isolated city are quite pitiful. If they have no place to go, they can just go to the newly established Daqin Fucheng. This is also a way."

Qiao Mu talked quietly, occasionally listening to the chatter of tourists, and realized that during the two months he was trapped in the isolated city, a lot of things happened in Zhongzhou.

"King Qin? I've never heard of him before. It would be a good thing if someone can really carry the banner of martial arts."

Qiao Mu was a little tired. He didn't ask questions carefully and just ate his own noodles.

At this time, someone at the next table suddenly slapped the table. The banging sound attracted the attention of other people in the inn, and even the other drinkers forgot to speak.

Qiao Mu looked sideways and saw two familiar faces.

It was none other than the two brothers, Captain Hai Siyuan and Mr. Hai.

The two of them held each other's hands and cried in this inn, telling each other about the past.

At first, it was Captain Hai who was talking about the forty years of blood and tears in the lonely city in the desert.

After Captain Hai finished briefly speaking, he couldn't wait to ask Mr. Hai about Dayan's current situation.