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Chapter 838: Buying sweet-scented osmanthus and carrying wine with you is not like a teenagers trip! ((1/3)

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Li Changfeng's face turned red and he looked excited when talking about the sect's past and the fallen comrades in countless conflicts.

He waved his fists and let out a deafening shout!

That vigorous and powerful voice spread to every corner of the school grounds.

This old and majestic voice seems to have some kind of strange magic and has the power to shock people's hearts.

Upon hearing this, thousands of Yuanyang Sect disciples in the school grounds had moved expressions on their faces.

At this moment, the dust-laden memories were awakened, and they felt their blood boiling inexplicably. They wanted to activate the magic weapon immediately and go to fight with the Hehuanmen monks.

After all, no matter in the past or now, the two sects are bordering each other, and conflicts, large and small, have never stopped.

Some of them had very unpleasant memories during their contact with the Hehuanmen monks.

Others have heard of it even if they have never experienced it.

Old and new grudges, coupled with a large reward, and the fact that the elders of the sect are personally involved in the fight, their fighting spirit has been aroused.

A strong sense of belonging to the sect has also been awakened.

"I" and "you" are "we"!

We are from the same sect, grew up under the same banner, and have been deeply favored and protected by the sect.

We have a common enemy - Hehuanmen!

Li Changfeng's old and majestic voice fell, and thousands of disciples on the campus were moved. Some young disciples' faces turned red and they were filled with excitement.

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But the place fell into silence for a moment, like a prelude to the coming storm.

"eye for eye!"

Just half a breath later, there were more than a dozen voices in the crowd, almost at the same time.

Every sound was hoarse!

All the disciples woke up from a dream and immediately responded at the top of their lungs.

"eye for eye!!!"

"Blood debt must be paid with blood~!!"

The shouts came one after another, one wave higher than the other, mixed with indescribable emotions.

The same words were shouted from the mouths of thousands of monks, countless voices gathered together, and a sense of déjà vu came towards them.

Even the outer disciples who were wearing gray robes and whose cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining still had an aura of "who else would you rather me than me" at this moment.

The sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami kept echoing over the school grounds, making people truly feel the firm will and terrifying power contained in it.

"Buzz~"

The light red shield protecting the camp rippled under the impact of the waves.

It is obvious that this kind of momentum is so spectacular that even Jindan Master would be amazed.

United as one!

"good!"

On the high platform in front of the formation, Li Changfeng, Qi Yuntian, He Rulong and other six elders nodded secretly when they saw this scene, feeling extremely satisfied in their hearts.

The morale is there and the disciples of the sect are united. Even if the Hehuan Sect is not taking things easy, what is there to fear?

"With disciples like this, why worry about the Hehuan Sect not being destroyed?!"

The six people looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Immediately, Li Changfeng struck while the iron was hot and took advantage of the high morale of his disciples to formally issue an order to send troops.

"Army attack!!!"

With a command, the reddish light covering the camp disappeared immediately.

Under the personal efforts of the Foundation Establishment Deacon, more than 10,000 Yuanyang Sect disciples were divided into three groups and took off in an orderly manner using the magical weapons.

"Whoosh~"

In a few breaths, three long dragons formed, slowly flying towards the border.

If one's cultivation is not at the golden elixir level, one cannot physically fly in the air.

Therefore, the Yuanyang Sect monks either flew away using magic weapons or spiritual weapons, or traveled on flying boats.

"Rumble"

There were sounds of breaking through the air one after another, and huge flying boats took off one after another. Dozens of Yuanyang Sect's iconic "Guiyuan Boats" once again appeared in the eyes of thousands of monks.

In addition, there is also a high-level spiritual boat "Cangwu".

"Whoosh~"

The army moved into action, and the sound of piercing the sky came and went.

Thousands of rays of light streaked across the sky with great force, and the scene looked very spectacular.

"Whoosh~"

After receiving the order a few breaths later, the summoned cultivators from affiliated forces, as well as some casual cultivators who chose to join the battle, also took to the air.

Keep a certain distance and fall behind the group.

But in comparison, the formation of these monks is undoubtedly much more scattered, just like a miscellaneous army compared to a regular army.

However, with a rough count, it can be easily discovered that the number of monks and casual cultivators summoned from affiliated forces is actually more than the disciples of Yuanyang Sect.

It's just that although the quantity is large, the quality is completely incomparable.

In addition, there are high-level monks suppressing it, so there is no need to worry about large-scale disturbances among these monks.

"Senior Brother Qi, Junior Brother He, say goodbye!"

"I wish I could see you in front of Hehuanmen Mountain after a great victory in this battle!!"

On the deck of the Cangwu, Li Changfeng stood at the bow of the boat and held his hands in the distance, bidding farewell to the two old acquaintances through his spiritual consciousness.

"I will definitely defeat the enemy. You two senior brothers, don't fall behind. I'll see you another day!"

"Promote my clan's prestige!"

On the other two high-level spirit boats, Qi Yuntian and He Rulong responded one after another.

Under the morning sun, the three of them held hands from afar.

Bathed in the glow of the sun, each led an army to invade the Lin Kingdom from different regions.

With the monks of our own sect, plus the affiliated forces of the Yuan Kingdom and casual cultivators, the number of monks on the Yuanyang Sect easily exceeded the 30,000 mark.

The number of each army is more than 10,000.

Li Changfeng led the most elite troops to attack directly from the center.

Qi Yuntian and He Rulong also led an army of 10,000 respectively and attacked Lin State from the left and right.

Three-pronged approach!

In this way, we can seize the territory from Hehuan Gate as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, if you push forward step by step, if the speed is too slow, the enemy will already see that the situation is not right and run away.

Not only will a large amount of resources be swept away, but if you are more ruthless, even resource points will be destroyed.

"Whoosh~"

Thousands of escaping lights pierced the sky, and the army in the middle led by Li Changfeng pushed forward in a straight line towards the Hehuan Gate without any cover.

More than ten thousand monks were fleeing, and it was impossible to cover up such a huge movement.

"Whoosh~"

The camp was not far from the border between the two countries, so after only half an hour's flight, the army from the middle route was about to cross the border.

A long-abandoned mine gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

Next to Li Changfeng, Yan Kai looked at the mine, with a look of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, and his eyes were a little complicated.

During the battle to destroy Yan, he joined Liu Yu's squad. Although he was injured and returned to the rear to recuperate, he was always very concerned about the squad's actions.

Therefore, the team’s subsequent actions are clearly known.

"If I remember correctly, Senior Uncle Qingyang was involved in a bet with the monks of the Hehuan Sect over the gilt quarry."

"Zhuo Mengzhen, the genius who defeated the Hehuan Sect, won the Jinhua Mountain Spiritual Medicine Garden, the copper veins, and the cold iron veins in one battle, and contributed to the sect's territory."

"This cold iron mine is one of the harvests of Uncle Qingyang from that battle."

"If you think about it carefully, Uncle Master had already begun to show his prowess at that time. No wonder he was able to condense the Nascent Soul in the end."

Scanning the mine below, Yan Kai sighed slightly.
To be continued...
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