The bell rang, melodious and heavy, echoing in the twilight rain curtain.
"Master and ancestors warn you, hurry up!" Someone issued an order, and the head and his group rushed to the front of the mountain gate. It was just dark, and there were already lights behind them, followed by constant footsteps.
"How are you going?" The head of the sect looked at the foot of the mountain. The mountain was not high. It was surrounded by a lake and within ten miles. An elder said, "We can use rolling wood to beat stones when we close the mountain gate."
"There is no golden juice (defer) for siege, but we have the poison juice that is boiled, and the effect is no worse than that of the golden juice."
"The warning array on the wall has been activated, and no one can break through at will."
"According to the orders of the court, we are not allowed to hold armor, but we will temporarily nail it to armor with paper and cowhide, which is not worse than leather armor, and it is even lighter."
"No crossbows are allowed, but we all have hunting bows. Although the range is shorter, it is not bad."
"As for spears and swords, it's more than enough."
The head of the sect nodded and grinned: "I'm well prepared. I want to see how many people will die if Qixuan Gate wants to capture my mountain gate!"
At this moment, a sound suddenly came from afar. Everyone looked at it and saw fireworks shooting into the sky.
Everyone's faces changed. Soon they saw a Taoist below, who rushed back to the mountain gate with several junior brothers and came to the head of the sect. They were angry and reported: "Here, there are more than a hundred people."
The head sank: "All shrink into the wall, everything is ready!"
Soon, the figures swayed up, the torches burned, the swords shone, and hundreds of figures rushed in!
The voice of the head of the sect came: "The early warning array is activated, and the inside and outside are stable. Everyone is calm and do not fight alone, and do not make a quick move."
Although there are many people on the other side, they are silent and orderly. In addition to the sound of footsteps that move rapidly, the sound of weapons, and the sound of torches that exploded and reached a hundred steps in front of the wall. Outside the range, they were all arranged solemnly, emitting a captivating breath.
Elder Liu from Qixuan Sect came, looked at it with a gloomy face, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled bitterly: "I thought the Songyun Sect was not very long in history, or they might like to fight alone, and then fight one by one. In that case, we can easily kill them all as soon as we rush forward."
"I don't want this family to understand military tactics, so they suddenly shrank to the most core and strongest stronghold. It seems that we have hit a hard bone this time."
"Only those secular Taoist sects who have no power will have no rules and no understanding of rules!" Another person smiled: "Or those casual cultivators who have only been active for more than ten years."
"These walls are nothing, but if they cooperate with Taoism, it will be terrible." Another person looked at it carefully and smiled bitterly.
"The Great Elder has his life, we must not stop fighting." Elder Liu said gloomyly and waved his hand: "But the only benefit is that although there are a hundred people in Songyun Sect, only half of them can fight according to the information."
"So we are actually two-on-one, and we also temporarily changed to real armor instead of these fake armors now, go on!"
The clouds were covered with heavy rain, and a flash of lightning streaked across the sky. The men were covered in iron armor, and their chest scales were made of metal. They carried light to protect their chests. They listened to the orders and shouted, and rushed forward.
"Shoot!" As soon as he approached, dozens of Taoist priests bent their bows and shot quickly on the wall.
"Puff" dozens of arrows shot up, but the people below had martial arts and Taoist techniques. They saw a glimmer of light flashing on the iron armor, jingling, and the tip of the arrow was not inserted deep.
"Kill!" The wall was not high, and the first group of people jumped up, but the Taoist who had prepared had reached out: "Parastic, flash, slow"
A ball of light exploded, and a group of people shouted, and a spear stabbed out. Several people spewed out blood and fell down, but more people flashed and approached the fight, and instantly hit the blood flower.
In just a moment, the two sides fought and entered the realm of Danlie.
"Cheer!" Seeing that something was wrong, the head yelled.
I saw several Taoists holding giant water tanks and squirting at the person rushing up.
"It's poisonous!" It's okay to spray somewhere else, but it sprayed into your eyes, and immediately made a tragic cry, falling to the ground and rolling back and forth, making a howl.
"Set the fire!" Then, a torch was thrown on it, and with a "boom", the water immediately turned into tinder oil and poured it on, and then screamed again.
"Master, these poisonous waters are not only poisonous, but can also turn into tinea oil to burn on the water?" Zhang Yun followed one side and asked Zhao Ning.
"Ordinary tincture oil is naturally impossible, but our Songyun Gate's secret technique is just used on rainy days." The head of the sect smiled coldly after hearing this: "What do you think my Songyun Gate has to establish a foothold?"
Some people kept screaming and falling down, but more people rushed up. There was not much poisonous water, and it was used up in just a few strokes, and the next moment it entered a more tragic battle.
"There are many casualties in the gate." Not far away, Elder Liu looked at him and regretted his regret.
"In fact, these walls, poisonous water, and hunting bows are all small paths. The Taoist arts produced by those blessed places are the great enemies!" One person looked at him and saw the people who rushed forward fighting desperately, but the Taoist arts suddenly dropped on him. Although he had Taoist people on his side and had some resistance, there was a difference within the wall.
"I am weak in three sides, and the enemy is stronger, and the total is four points."
But as he was talking, the man suddenly became silent and pointed: "Elder Liu, the inspiration in this Taoist temple has been extinguished."
"What?" Elder Liu stared at it in a daze, his face suddenly turned red, and he laughed: "This is the ancestor who launched a blessed land, and he will be killed quickly."
Songyun Gate
Just as he used the Taoist technique, he felt that it suddenly disappeared, and most of his magic power disappeared. Everyone couldn't help but change their color and panic. The head only took a look and saw that a layer of pale white spiritual light suddenly extinguished most of the time, and his face changed drastically: "No, there was an attack on the ancestor's blessed land, and the ancestor had a problem!"
The opponent seemed to have some sense of death, and the sound of killing suddenly became loud, and the disciples retreated step by step.
"Master, our elders are losing their magical powers. Without magic power, guarding the mountain gate is a joke. Although the disciples have experience, they are proficient in killing only twenty or thirty people, and they must choose a way out." An elder stepped forward and whispered, evacuating now may retain some power.
The head of the sect smiled bitterly, stretched out his finger, and a spark on the ground ignited, "booming" outside Songyun Gate instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.
This was the last defense, but after a moment of interception, the head of the sect went back: "Without the blessed land, Songyun Sect is just a casual cultivator. I am incompetent and I am ashamed of all the ancestors of Songyun Sect."
"Retreat now, where can I retreat? Do you think Qi Xuanmen will give us a way out?"
As he said this, the head of the sect did not make a sound and headed straight to the hall.
A group of people hugged and retreated, seeing the statue of the ancestor from afar. The statue of the ancestor was shining faintly at this moment, so in front of everyone, several elders approached with heavy steps. The leader immediately changed his color with just a touch: "The land of blessing is in danger, Qi Xuan Sect has sent the incarnation of the earth immortal. Not only that, but also the help of the dragon of Lu Wanglong."
"Four masters have been killed."
Zhao Ning's face turned pale and said, "Even if the other party is the incarnation of the earth immortal, and Lu Wanglong's aura is helping us, our school has imperial edicts enthroned us, how can we lose our rival?"
Before the head could speak, Yu Yunjun had already smiled bitterly: "Elder Zhao, you are not sure about your Taoism. This is actually a knowledge that everyone knows."
"Although they are all imperial edicts, they are divided into imperial edicts, edicts, edicts, edicts, and edicts, and the power of imperial edicts is different."
Seeing that the people around were still confused, she said, "The imperial edict is widely used, and is mostly used for the most important matters, such as the enthronement of Dukes, Princes and even Princess, and often the imperial edict is uploaded with jade seals, and the imperial edict is the highest."
"The imperial edict is an important decree, and heirloom titles above the fifth rank and below the throne."
"The system is written by the emperor himself, and it can be called the system regardless of size. Both are treasures for making edicts."
"The imperial edict is an ordinary separate order, and the enthronement of the fifth rank below, the seventh rank above, and the non-hereditary title. The enthronement of the True Lord is just an imperial edict, which is the treasure of the imperial edict, and its aura is relatively low."
"The edict is often a simple instruction, or appointing the seventh rank below, just use a private seal." Yu Yunjun said, and his heart tightened, just a wry smile: "Although the edict is an imperial edict, it is really hard to say whether the power brought by it can compete with King Lu... I feel uneasy!"
The head of the sect understood a few people. At this time, the burning turbid oil outside gradually disappeared and the flames went out. Originally, it was used to use turbid oil to eliminate some people in one stream, but unexpectedly, there was a problem with the blessed land. The Taoist method was greatly reduced and it only became a barrier. Now it is not even a barrier.
Seeing the sound of killing approaching, many disciples resisted desperately, and the corpse was on the ground.
"Get time for the leader, and for Songyun Sect." Seeing this, Zhang Yun went up and shouted, drew his sword and rushed forward, organizing resistance.
Yu Yunjun was about to stop him, but Zhao Ning shook his head: "Let him go, he has no blessed land and is a casual cultivator. Even if he succeeds, what can he do? He is the reincarnation of the elder in the sect and has his own ideas."
After hearing this, Yu Yunjun was silent, but the head of the sect was completely calmed down and made up his mind to take out a jade token with the words Songyun on it.
"This is the talisman of the head sect, the so-called transformation of yin and yang, mutual circulation, with spiritual power in the blessed land, and the power in the mountain gate to return to the blessed land."
"Now the mountain gate is in crisis and the blessed land is in crisis, so I have to draw the number of air in this sect to bring it into the blessed land in order to protect it. As for the loss of air in the Songyun sect in the future, there will be a crisis, and that is the responsibility of the next generation."
As he said that, the head of the sect said to Yu Yunjun again: "Among the new generation of disciples in the sect, only Pei Ziyun is the direct descendant. If Pei Ziyun comes back, you will immediately make him the head disciple."
"The head of the sect, it is not your responsibility. We have never expected it to attack the blessed land." An elder stepped forward and said, "Please wait a little longer."
"Wait a little longer? I have no time. I have failed and cannot save the blessed land. You can escape. If you can escape one more person, we still have hope of revenge." After saying that, the head of the sect drew a tear across his wrinkled face and fell to the ground. Without hesitation, he sat on the statue with his knees on his statue and sighed: "Sixty years after the spring, autumn, cold and heat, the breeze was there yesterday."
After saying that, bleeding suddenly broke out from the seven orifices. Almost at the same time, the light of the "boom" statue illuminated, and a figure faintly rushed into the light.
Chapter completed!