Speaking of which, his acquaintance with Nan Youyue can be regarded as a coincidence. If the two of them had not gone to Huoling Peak in Wuzhuang Mountain that night, I am afraid they would not have formed the friendship they have today.
Liang Yan didn't want to hide anything, so he briefly recounted how the two met.
From the cooperation at the Battle of Wuzhuang Mountain to thwarting the Tiangong City conspiracy, to the Yuzhu Mountain piano and flute ensemble proving the way of music, and then to being worshiped as the acting sect master by Baili Xuanyin, leading the disciples of Yuzhu Mountain to join Nanxuan. The experience along the way is complicated.
, Wu Xin was also surprised when he heard it.
"So that's how it is. I didn't expect that you are so lucky that you actually became the head of a sect with all female cultivators. You have been surrounded by flowers and butterflies all these years. I'm afraid you've been lost, right?" Wu Xin pursed her lips and smiled.
"You know, you are the only one in my heart." Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged.
Wu Xin chuckled, wrapped her arms around his neck, and brought her cheek closer to him.
"Of course I know, you are my husband."
"However, even though you have no feelings for them, you can't guarantee that those little wanderers of the human race will not be sentimental. Especially the one named 'Nan Youyue'. I think her eyes will never leave your side. Sooner or later, she will eat you up."
Already."
After hearing this, Liang Yan sighed softly.
"I missed the battle at Huntian Ridge, Nan Youyue, and I was sealed by the saint. If Nan Youyue hadn't donated her 'heart', I might not have been able to regain my strength. But she herself had damaged her foundation because of this, and I'm afraid that in the future, the Dao
Hopeless.”
"I didn't expect that she is still an infatuated person." Wu Xin put away his smile, looked at Liang Yan, and said, "So, you owe me something."
"Um."
Liang Yan nodded slightly and said calmly: "I owe her a lot. As long as she needs it in the future, I will do my best to repay it, but this has nothing to do with love and cannot be confused with love."
After Wu Xin heard this, his face softened a lot. He lay on Liang Yan and said softly: "You owe me your whole heart for my husband and I. I will repay this kindness with you."
"Wuxin."
Liang Yan murmured, and stroked the smooth back of the woman in his arms with his right hand.
At this moment, the two of them were connected, no words needed, and they were quietly enjoying the moment of tranquility before the war.
Two hours later, it was already broad daylight.
Outside Huluguan, Nanxuan's 100,000-strong army was fully prepared and ready to go.
There was a flash of light in mid-air, and a figure appeared, it was Liang Yan.
"This is to inform Commander Liang that our soldiers are almost fully recovered from their injuries. We are just waiting for your order to move forward."
"good."
Liang Yan nodded slightly, glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "Everyone, there will be a tough battle next. All the monks left in the Black Mountain Domain in Beiming will gather in Tianmu City, and Netherworld Valley is their second destination.
A line of defense! Only by tearing this line of defense apart can we have the capital to attack Tianmu City."
"Don't worry, Commander, we'll fight to the death!" One hundred thousand troops shouted in unison.
When Liang Yan saw this, his face showed satisfaction.
"lets go."
He waved his sleeves and got on the luan chariot. Then the army started moving towards the south in a mighty way.
At the same time, in Tianmu City in the Black Mountain Territory, a middle-aged man with long arms and a burly build was drinking tea in the courtyard.
This person is none other than the lord of Tianmu City, Wang Tianhe, known as the "Iron-Blooded Spear Lord".
He is a martial arts cultivator who practices the "Wuji Holy Spear Technique" and is extremely powerful. He has followed Danyang Sheng in the north and south in recent years. He has always been loyal and can be regarded as a strong general.
It was not easy for Dan Yangsheng to attack the Black Mountain Territory. Before leaving, he was entrusted with an important task and gave Wang Tianhe full authority to guard this place, which shows his trust in him.
However, Wang Tianhe's brows were furrowed at this moment, the tea cup in his hand was hanging in the air, and he looked very worried.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard, but someone came to report: "To inform the city lord, Hua Feiwu from Chongyunguan has just arrived. Shenjian Pavilion is waiting now."
After hearing this, Wang Tianhe put down the tea cup in his hand and said calmly: "How many people have come so far?"
The man outside the hospital replied: "Since the reinforcement order was issued, a total of 300,000 monks have rushed to Tianmu City, including 16 Huajie Patriarchs. So far, only those from Divine Wind City and Yanyang City have
The monks haven’t seen him yet, but everyone else is here.”
After hearing this, Wang Tianhe nodded slightly.
"Time is running out. I can't wait that long. I'm going to inform all fellow Taoists and ask them to wait in Shenjian Pavilion. I will be here soon."
"yes!"
The man outside the hospital responded and turned to leave.
After a while, a vermilion attic was outside.
Wang Tianhe fell down, then strode forward, reaching out and pushing open the attic door.
He walked into the room and saw that there were already sixteen people sitting inside, all of whom had advanced cultivation levels. Without exception, they were all ancestors who had broken through the realm of transformation and calamity.
"Haha, everyone has been waiting for a long time. Wang's place is shabby and the hospitality is not good. Please give me Haihan!"
"General Wang, you're welcome. We are not gathering here for entertainment, but to discuss strategies to retreat from the enemy."
The speaker was an old man in green robes in the southeast corner. This man called himself "Venerable Poison Dragon" and held a poisonous dragon staff. He was ruthless, good at poison techniques, and ruthless.
He was previously guarding Linhaiguan, which is not far away. He arrived at Tianmu City three days ago and has been inquiring about the news about Nanxuan's army.
Wang Tianhe knew how powerful this man was, so he did not dare to neglect him. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "What Taoist Master Dulong said is absolutely true. Commander Dan led the main army to fight Nanxuan on the front line. We were ordered to guard the rear and we must not let the enemy take advantage of it."
Come in. The purpose of calling all Taoist friends here to discuss matters is to repel this enemy army."
As soon as he finished speaking, a high-pitched voice shouted in the room: "I remember, didn't Tianmu City have a restriction left by Commander Dan? Even if they have three heads and six arms, they can't block Commander Dan's pure Yang power.
General Wang is sitting in Tianmu City, what is there to be afraid of?"
After hearing this, Wang Tianhe turned around and saw that the person speaking was a woman in white. She had a good appearance, but her voice was sharp and harsh.
He knew that this woman's name was Liu Ru, she practiced "Yunyan Illusion Art", her natal magic weapon was a "Yunhuan Bead", she had already passed the fifth difficulty, she was very strong, and she was especially good at illusions.
"Haha, what Fellow Daoist Liu said is true. Marshal Dan has indeed left a restriction in our Tianmu City. However, this restriction can only be used a limited number of times. I am afraid it is not enough to resist this Nanxuan army."
"What a joke! With how much cultivation Commander Dan has, as long as there is no Ya Sheng among the enemy troops, how can he break the restrictions he left behind?"
Liu Ru looked dissatisfied and sneered: "I think you are timid and summoned all of us with a reinforcement order. This way you can sit back and relax, but the city we guard will inevitably be in danger."
Already."
"Like smoke, don't make mistakes!"
Before Liu Ru finished speaking, a man in black robe behind him suddenly interrupted.
This man has a sinister face and black lips, but he is Mo Wuqing, the lord of Tiangui City. He practices ghost magic and is as strong as Wang Tianhe.
Liu Ru was his subordinate, so she didn't dare to refute, so she curled her lips and remained silent.
Mo Qingqing smiled slightly, cupped his hands to Wang Tianhe and said, "Ru Yan is straightforward and has no intention of offending. Please forgive me, General Wang."
"Fellow Taoist, you are joking. Now is a special period. We are fighting against powerful enemies together. How can Mr. Wang worry about such trivial matters?"
Wang Tianhe's face was calm and he said calmly: "Don't believe it, everyone. According to the information I have received, this Nanxuan army is strong and has countless capable people. Otherwise, it would not be able to conquer three cities in a row within half a month. Even Guo Si's
Even the guarded Yunya City couldn't hold on."
Everyone in the attic had different expressions after hearing this. Some people had already obtained the information, while others just found out about it. They couldn't help but be extremely surprised.
"Yunya City? It is surrounded by Luoshui! Unless Guo Si takes the initiative to open the city gate, who can break Yunya City?"
"I couldn't believe it at first, but that's the truth." Wang Tianhe said solemnly: "So this enemy army has many capable people and strange people. I'm afraid they used some weird magic to open the city gate, which is hard to guard against.
"
Venerable Poison Dragon suddenly said: "I remember that to the south of Yunya City is Huluguan, which is guarded by Zhou Tong. I wonder what happened now?"
"well."
Wang Tianhe sighed and said: "As early as three days ago, I sent a message to Zhou Tong, asking him to abandon Huluguan and lead his troops to Tianmu City to meet up, but there has been no response until now. I'm afraid it's something evil.
Too much luck."
Venerable Poison Dragon nodded slightly: "Huluguan is lost, and the next stop is Tianmu City. Counting the time, I'm afraid it will only be in these two days."
"So we should prepare early. Tianmu City is the last line of defense. There will be no danger from now on. They must be defeated here!"
Wang Tianhe looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "The 'Pure Yang Sky Mirror' left by Commander Dan can only be used three times at most. If they attack in batches and fight to the death, it is still a bit reluctant to rely on this ban alone. We must consume it first.
The enemy's combat power will gradually disintegrate them, so that we can sit back and relax."
After hearing this, everyone said: "What General Wang said is very true. I wonder if there is any good strategy?"
Wang Tianhe raised his hand and cast a spell, and a terrain map immediately appeared in the attic.
He pointed at one of the places and said slowly: "This is the Netherworld Valley, which is less than 700 miles away from our Tianmu City. The valley is filled with the unique fog of the Black Mountain Region. It not only contains toxins, but can also shield spiritual consciousness. It is a natural place.
barrier. I plan to use this place as the first line of defense and lead an army to stop them outside the valley."
After hearing this, everyone in the attic began to carefully observe the terrain map in mid-air.
After a while, someone nodded and praised: "It is indeed a natural barrier, easy to defend but difficult to attack. General Wang's layout is very reasonable!"
But some people have raised doubts: "The Valley of the Netherworld is indeed a good place for an ambush, but after all, there are no city defense restrictions. Once the enemy breaks out from the valley, a head-on confrontation is inevitable. Wouldn't that be a sacrifice of the good and the weak?"
Wang Tianhe smiled and said: "Friend Taoist, you are overthinking. I have no intention of fighting to the death with the enemy here. I just want to use Netherworld Valley to reduce the number of enemy troops as much as possible, and wait until they finally fight their way out of the valley and attack Tianmu City."
In front of us, we have already lost our troops and generals, and are unable to form a powerful military formation. However, our army is waiting for work, relying on city defense, and is almost invincible."
"In other words, once the enemy troops break out of the Netherworld Valley, our monks will immediately withdraw into the city?"
"That's right." Wang Tianhe nodded and smiled: "I have ordered people to build the best cloud car, as well as a short-distance teleportation circle, so that we can quickly return to the city."
"General Wang's layout is exquisite, I admire him!" Venerable Poison Dragon chuckled.
Wang Tianhe waved his hand and said: "The most important thing now is how to set up an ambush in Netherworld Valley and reduce the number of enemy troops to the greatest extent. Fellow Taoists, you have good cultivation and each have magical powers. Why don't you recommend yourself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud voice shouting: "General Wang, my two brothers are willing to go!"
Wang Tianhe looked around and saw two burly young men with similar looks.
These two people are brothers. The man with yellowish skin is named Ma Chuan, who practices the secret art of earth. The man with pale skin is named Ma Ying, who practices the secret of wood.
It is unknown what sect the two belong to, and the techniques they practice are even more unknown, but their strength is not weak at all, and they also have secret techniques of combined attacks. Therefore, although they are casual cultivators, few people dare to provoke them.
"It turns out they are the Ma brothers! Well, with you two generals leading the troops into battle, Netherworld Valley will definitely be the burial place of the enemy troops!" Wang Tianhe chuckled.
As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Poison Dragon also spoke: "I haven't taken action for a long time since I guarded the Black Mountain Territory. Now it's time to take a walk."
"Haha, how can a place with an old poison like you be without me?" Mo Qingqing glanced at Venerable Poison Dragon and said calmly: "It's my job to stop the enemy in Netherworld Valley."
Wang Tianhe couldn't help but look happy when he saw these two old monsters volunteering. He immediately smiled and said: "You two Taoist friends have great supernatural powers. If you take action, the enemy army will definitely suffer heavy casualties! If this battle is won, Wang will not dare to take credit.
I will definitely give you a reward if I play Ming Danshuai in the future."
After hearing this, Mo Qingqing and Venerable Poison Dragon looked at each other and smiled, showing expressions of satisfaction.
Next, the Beiming generals began to discuss the specific details of the battle in Netherworld Valley. Wang Tianhe was responsible for arranging the troops, while the others made suggestions.
But it is said that Liang Yan led Nanxuan's army out of Huluguan and headed south in a mighty and mighty way without encountering any obstacles again.
Sunrise and sunset, six days passed in the blink of an eye.
At noon that day, Nan Xuan's army was advancing, but a gray mist filled the front, causing everyone to stop.
Liang Yan also walked out of the car.
Looking up, he found that the mist contained strange power. Even with his powerful spiritual power, he could only see a distance of about a thousand feet.
"Liang Shuai, it seems that the 'Netherworld Valley' is ahead. Our consciousness is blocked and we cannot clearly see the reality inside."
Wang Chonghua, Hongyun, Nan Youyue and others all came to his side, their faces a little solemn.
Liang Yan nodded and said slowly: "The terrain ahead is getting lower and lower, as if we are entering an abyss. With the power of my spiritual consciousness, I can see that the valley is about 1,000 feet long and has not yet reached the bottom. It seems that this valley is deep and unpredictable. It is indeed an abyss."