Today I hold the world

At the end of the year, dead branches under heavy snow collapsed, and the city of Zangfeng Plain was freezing. Many Huaishan monks who could not stand the severe frost all returned south, while more casual cultivators who practiced the water system and ice system regarded this place as a place of worship. It is a place to practice martial arts.

At noon, batches of cloud boats flew in from the north of Zangfeng Mountain to the east. One of the spirit boats with black giant sails saw many shops and shops scattered in the Zangfeng Plain, so it stopped for a little observation.

"Brother Fu, why did you stop? It's not good to miss the time of the army."

In the attic of the spirit boat, there was an old Xiu urging him away, but Fu Jian responded twice, telling his subordinates to slow down and pass by.

Behind him was a child who practiced Qi and asked curiously: "Master, is this the place where you lived?"

Fu Jian looked to the south, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Yes, things have changed a lot in the past few decades."

Back in the day, King Su was fighting for hegemony, and his master Guo Jiuyou made arrangements for it, and after many calculations, in the end, a newcomer from a small sect was allowed to reap the benefits.

Now that Chilongmen sits on the best spiritual land in Huaishan Mountain, and bears the respect of tens of thousands of cultivators here, it is no longer comparable to what it used to be, and I am afraid it will be even more difficult to deal with.

"Don't people here need to join the army?" asked the newly recruited disciple.

Fu Jian's eyes flickered, and he shook his head: "I don't know, the number one power here is called the Huaishan League, and the main power is held by several small sects in turn. It stands to reason that the conscription should have started two months earlier."

In this opening up of the war, [-]% of the cultivation factions in Dongzhou have to go to Shouqiu to invest more or less combat power. Fu Jian belongs to the Yuanying sect of Xiaofeng Mountain in the Northern Territory. , quite curious about Huaishan being exempted from expropriation.

It's a pity that time is tight, and he couldn't let him leave the team to delay, and he himself has no reason to delay the army's journey because of this matter, so he can only return to the attic with the young apprentice.

After forming the alchemy, I realized a lot. For more than ten years, I thought that I would be able to stabilize my realm with peace of mind. I went to the third level of the golden core at once, but I didn't expect that I would be sent out to join the army as soon as I reached the second level of the golden core.

Since the red dragon gate is the master's heart disease, let the master deal with it in the future.

******

The old enemy was passing by the mountain gate of his house, but Zhong Ziyan, as the master, was still dealing with another entangled matter.

Last night, he and Jiang Yu rushed to the Tianyao Pit, and without accident, they were quickly taken into the Fuyingzhai Building by the Diaoyao, and met Jiang Ming, who had been imprisoned for almost two years.

At this time, Jiang Ming was as skinny as a stick, his eyebrows were already scarred by the claw marks, and his complexion was dull and dull, obviously he had suffered a lot.

The moment I saw Zhong Ziyan and Jiang Yuzhou, tears streamed down my face, and I had no expectations.

The two of Zhong and Jiang were distressed, and they couldn't attack it for the time being. They thought about handing over the Shenhu Ling, which was bought at the price of a drop of blood, thinking that the matter of handing over to Diao Yao was over.

"Is this Sky Fox Ling?"

Unexpectedly, the purple-haired beast took the things, asked a question, and suddenly dragged him away, saying that he would wait for him to verify the authenticity.

One test is one night.

On the second day, Zhong Ziyan and Jiang Yuzhou were sitting in Fuyingzhai, silently waiting for Diao Yao to come out from the mezzanine of his attic.

Feeling that the time outside should be around noon, I saw the little purple shadow swaying out, holding a thin iron chain in his hand, tied to Jiang Ming's two feet, and Jiang Ming limped behind.

"Senior, can you verify the authenticity? Can you let my son go?"

Since Jiang Yuzhou saw Jiang Ming yesterday, he felt infinitely guilty. It was really that Diao Yao who didn't treat his son as a human being, and had been imprisoning him with chains for more than a year.

"Yeah, the brilliance is like a tree, and it was born by the sky fox. It really is the sky fox Ling, you little thieves are really capable."

In the human race, Tianhu is often called Shenhu. Zhong Ziyan is confident that the things he took out will most likely not go wrong. It is definitely the Tianhu Ling in the mouth of Diao Yao.

Diao Yao seemed satisfied, his eyes were full of laughter, and he immediately removed the shackles on Jiang Ming's feet.

Jiang Ming ran behind Jiang Yuzhou in three steps, and said thoughtfully: "Father, let's go quickly."

"Okay! You're going to suffer tomorrow, dad will buy you some delicious food after you go out." Jiang Yuzhou felt distressed.

In more than two years, the formerly a lively child abruptly changed into the cowardly, emaciated appearance. If not for his lack of strength, Jiang Yuzhou would have to fight the Diao Yao to the death on the spot.

Zhong Ziyan passed a wave of spiritual strength, and the child's white clothes were torn, his sword eyebrows were half folded, and his arms were like dry branches. After feeling the warmth, he hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Uncle Master."

This was absolutely impossible to happen in the past. With the character of Jiang Ming's second generation ancestor, he should be more flamboyant than Xie Xuan back then.

Seeing this child, Zhong Ziyan thought of Xie Xuan and Gou'er, nodded, sighed inwardly, and looked at Diao Yao.

Seeing that the Diao Yao wanted to go back with his hands behind his back, Zhong Ziyan frowned and asked: "Senior, I have already given you the Shenhu Ling, how about sending the three of us out of this secret realm, please?"

"Ah, oh, what's the matter... I had a problem with my practice last night, and I can't function at this time. You can go by yourself, just go by yourself."

"Senior, are you joking? If the three of us can come and go at will, do you still need to pick them up every time?"

Jiang Yuzhou was so angry that this ghostly place was at the bottom of the Tianyao Pit, and there was no way out at all, and even the head of the cave couldn't break through the barriers in the cave outside the Zhai.

But Diao Yao didn't take it seriously, and just kept saying that he should wait for his injury to recover.

This was obviously a lie, Zhong Ziyan stared at the purple-haired beast silently, thinking quickly in his heart.

Obviously, the other party is unwilling to let a few people leave so quickly, so what is he worried about?Or what are you waiting for?

Since he came in yesterday, he saw the pure white brilliance of the divine fox feathers, and then he put the things into the bag at a very fast speed. There are many cases of Chilongmen.

Why did he ask for those messages?

Or, what good and bad would it do him to inquire about those messages?

A cold light flashed in Zhong Ziyan's eyes, and he compromised and said, "Since senior is not feeling well, the three of us can stay here for a few more days in Fuying Zhailou."

"Okay, okay, you can just hang out here, I'll go back to practice first." Diao Yao heard Zhong Ziyan let go, her brows bristling with joy, and hurried into the mezzanine of the attic.

Zhong Ziyan took the two of them to the cave outside the courtyard, and put up a soundproof and spiritual barrier.

After observing Jiang Ming carefully for a moment, he asked him: "Ming'er, what did it ask you in the past two years, did it use any means to torture and embarrass you?"

Jiang Ming shrunk his head, worried for a long time, and was afraid after a flash, so he grabbed Jiang Yuzhou's arm tightly.

"Don't be afraid, my son just speaks clearly and carefully. At this moment, the beast can't listen to our conversation, and your master master is thinking of ways to get out." Jiang Yuzhou patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

Jiang Ming calmed down to think about it, his eyes flashed with discomfort from time to time, Zhong Ziyan silently tried his best to soothe his emotions.

"Did he search for your soul?"

Jiang Ming shook his head, and began to talk: "In the first half year, he was very kind to me. He often caught some monsters and strange things for me to play with. Until General Yinmang came once, he began to ask about the situation in our mountain gate. "

"I told him everything I knew, but he seemed to think I was lying to him, and asked General Yinmang to torture me..."

As he talked, Jiang Ming's forehead was sweating, and his body began to tremble. Zhong Ziyan used his calmness to support him, making Jiang Ming stumble and finish talking about the past year.

It turned out that the mink demon and the ghost conspired to intimidate Jiang Ming. For more than a year, they frightened a sunny and lively child into obedience. They got all the information before giving up.

Not being able to search for Jiang Ming's soul was the bottom line agreed at the time, but if he wanted to get information, intimidation and torture were no worse than searching for the soul. The ghost had lived for hundreds of years, and its mind could not be compared with that of an idler.

"This bastard!" Jiang Yuzhou gritted his teeth, the veins of his boxers exposed.

"Don't worry." Zhong Ziyan stroked his beard and pondered, then asked Jiang Ming:

"You told him that there might be a Nascent Soul Patriarch in my sect to protect him, but when he didn't know exactly what it was, how would he behave?"

"I...don't dare to raise my head. How many times have they asked, I just feel a little anxious every time I mention it..."

Facing a monster that was much stronger than himself, Jiang Ming couldn't give birth to any resistance. He was trapped in this ghostly place for the past two years, and his days seemed like years.

Now I finally feel a little sense of security, and I try to express my grievances, and then I feel like a human being.

"My son is not afraid, the father and the sect leader will definitely take you out of this place!"

Jiang Yuzhou was weak in the scheming situation, so he could only try his best to suppress his anger and wait for Zhong Ziyan to think about the audit.

"They are also afraid!" Zhong Ziyan sneered after a long silence.

"who are they?"

"Think about it, for them, they can only enter this place but not exit it. After many years, how can they know what happened to the outside world."

"Shenhu Ling is a treasure of the fox clan. I found it easily. From their point of view, what does this mean? It means that we are not simple!"

"If it's just a discussion between humans and demons, then the beast may not have too much thought. But there is a ghost cultivator in the middle. Taoism and ghosts have always been hostile. Our relationship with him is not as close as the relationship between ghost generals and him. , so, how can they not guard against us?"

"The three of you and I are still here, so he has a plan. If we all go out, the previous oath has been fulfilled. If we call strong men to guard, he will have good results?"

Zhong Ziyan quietly looked at the Fuyingzhai building outside the cave, carefully analyzing the other party's worries.

Jiang Yuzhou suddenly realized: "You mean, he is suspicious, suspecting that we are ambushing strongmen outside, and we will have to deal with them if we don't have to worry about the future!"

"That's right, no matter how bad the Sky Demon Pit is, they've been here for hundreds of thousands of years. For them, this is the safest place."

"Then what about this?"

For a while, it was really not easy to dispel the other party's vigilance and doubts. Zhong Ziyan's vision was flickering, and when he had an idea, he took the two of them out to live temporarily in the Zhailou.

******

Jumo Mountain, Tongbai blessed land.

Jian Yong had played ten rounds with the old man in a row, but he hadn't won a single round. In the No.11 round, he was out of energy and couldn't stand it any longer.

The old man let him go to rest first, and asked himself in a low voice: "Why do you always lose Tianyuan at the beginning?"

Huashen has a long lifespan, and when he settles down to think, one night passes in the blink of an eye, and on the second day, Jian Yong is still brought in to continue the settlement.

At this time, in the Puyang River area, the action of catching and weaving loose cultivators began everywhere, and some homeless people were caught, and all of them were taken to join the army.

In the main hall of the Jumo Mountain Zongmen, the newly-promoted suzerain Shentu Kuang wears dazzling costumes and sits on the throne wearing a black water lotus crown. His thick eyebrows are flying like natural breaths, and his majesty is outstanding. Just listen to his deep voice:

"What is the number of our army assembled?"

The four or five Yuanying disciples in the hall were silent, and among the dozen or so golden elixirs in the middle, a red-faced long-bearded monk stood out and responded:

"Counting the more than [-] casual cultivators recruited by Uncle Yewang who went to the outer seas, the total number is more than [-]."

Shentu Kuang raised his eyebrows, and his ink beads condensed, "It's still more than 2?"

There was no sound in the hall.

The northern region sent a total of more than 13 comprehension troops. No matter how many Qi training foundations are built, the number of people is enough. As the leader of the southern region, the Jumo sect has only gathered more than [-] people at this time. The [-] assigned by Wen Wanxiong was much worse.

"How much did Jindi send this time?"

"Sect Master, the Shui Sect has just put an end to the vortex sea demon disaster. Too many people in his family have died over the years. This time...only more than [-] people were recruited."

Shentu Kuang's eyes widened instantly, "What a waste!"

All the Gold Cores in His Highness prostrated themselves on the ground, not knowing whether the new suzerain was scolding the Shui Sect or their juniors.

"Let's gather together from all the cultivation cities in Puyang."

Shentu Kuang sighed, rubbed his head and gave the order.