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Chapter 422 Lao Tzu has taken a fancy to you

The Ancestral Court of the Mohist Family.

Su Qingjiu brought the sword into the ancestral court. She felt that there was nothing wrong with it. However, the young Mohist disciple standing on the sword-undressing stage had a confused look on his face. The master of Changming Mountain didn't seem to understand the rules. He was responsible for taking care of her.

The man with the guest weapon completely turned a blind eye. When he was about to speak, he saw Xu Zhan beside Juzi shaking his head, indicating that it was not necessary.

Su Qingjiu is a rare sword immortal in the lower world who is always willing to contribute to the human race, and she is also at the peak of the 12th realm. She could have directly entered the 13th realm swordsman without pressing the realm, but she didn't. This alone is worthy of the Mo family's ancestral family.

Take a good look.

"Su Jianxian!"

The great master of the Mo family stood up and greeted him with a smile.

Xu Zhan also clasped his fists: "I've seen Su Jianxian!"

Su Qingjiu smiled and saluted: "I've met Juzi, I've met Xu Jianxian!"

Xu Zhan smiled and nodded.

Xu Shuo also came in.

Su Qingjiu kept the story short and told Lin Zhao that he wanted to borrow some Mohist disciples who were well versed in shielding formations. For a moment, Juzi and Xu Zhan looked at each other and smiled.

"Su Jianxian."

Xu Zhan smiled and said: "A hundred years ago, after our Moh family assisted the Great Shang Dynasty in defeating the four northern tribes, do you know what the Moh family's ancestral family went through?"

Su Qingjiu nodded: "I have heard a little bit that decades ago, the Demon Ancestor personally led three people from the Thirteenth Realm to visit the Mo family's ancestral court. It is said that they almost demolished the Mo family's ancestral court in a rage."

"You're right."

The great man of the Mo family looked like a kind-hearted old man. He stood up, held a cup of tea and handed it to Su Qingjiu, saying: "Fortunately, there was some movement in the ancestral court of the military family. The military saint penetrated the barrier of heaven and earth and thrust out a sword tip.

The restriction of heaven and earth allowed the demon ancestors to withdraw their magical powers, otherwise our Mo family might not be able to withstand the attack of a group of big demons."

"Thank you Grandpa Juzi."

Su Qingjiu took the tea and nodded with a smile.

The Juzi of the Mo family smiled even thicker. It would be great if he really had such a well-behaved and powerful granddaughter. Su Qingjiu also thought that the Juzi was a very nice person. His smile looked so kind that he almost forgot that he was a capable person.

The Mohist family is in the 14th realm, competing against the Demon Ancestor.

"so!"

Xu Zhan smiled and said: "What the head brother means is that in the next few decades, the Mo family will try not to offend the demon clan if possible. The demon ancestor is petty-minded and will resort to the trick of coming to attack if he is bullied a little bit."

, we, the Mo family, are also very annoyed."

"That's it..."

Su Qingjiu said: "The formation that can only cover 5,000 troops only costs a few people. Is the Mo family not even willing to help?"

"Master."

Xu Shuo cupped his fists and said: "I met Lin Zhao on the snowy Tianchi. His conduct, military skills, and strategies are all excellent. If Master agrees, I will be willing to go there alone."

"Xu Shuo."

The great master of the Mo family glanced at him and said: "You stay in the ancestral court to cultivate your state of mind. Don't run around. The last time you went to the human world, you couldn't forget a woman. If you go again this time, I'm afraid you will be in all twelve realms."

I was overwhelmed."

Xu Shuo looked ashamed: "Disciple, obey the teachings!"

"Junior brother."

The great master of the Mo family looked at Xu Zhan, who was standing aside, and said with a smile: "The young disciples of the Mo family who have achieved great success in the machine formation method are basically your disciples. What do you think?"

Xu Zhan frowned, what else could he think? His precious daughter had always fallen in love with that boy at first sight. If he, as a father, refuted Lin Zhao's face this time, Xu Qingyi would not come to the Mo family's ancestral home next time.

Pulled out his own beard? That little girl has been lawless since she was a child. There is really nothing she dare not do. Moreover, what if that boy really becomes her son-in-law? There is no problem in helping now.

Finally, this time it was Su Qingjiu, the master of Changming Mountain, who came forward to ask the Mo family's ancestral family to send manpower. If he refused, he would not only offend a snowy Tianchi, but also Changming Mountain would also be dissatisfied.

"Senior Xu Zhan."

Su Qingjiu smiled slightly and said: "Don't hesitate. Although Su Qingjiu is at a low level and is too weak, if the demon clan really blames the Mo family's ancestral family and asks the Jianmo family's ancestral family, Su Qingjiu will definitely come and do everything he can.

A part’s worth counts.”

"good!"

Xu Zhan nodded: "Su Jianxian has already spoken to this point. It would be too stingy for my Mo family to be coy and coy. In this case, I will send two direct disciples to accompany you!"

"Thanks!"



Soon after, Su Qingjiu raised a sword light and led two young Mohist disciples back to the snowy Tianchi. On the way, the two Mohist disciples looked at the figure of the girl in front of them with awe in their eyes. This was the master of Changming Mountain.

Su Qingjiu, the pinnacle swordsman of the Twelve Realms, is said to be tied with Lin Wanhua of Fusu Great Wall as the strongest Twelve Realms in the world!

Snowy Tianchi.

With the arrival of the two Mohist monks, Lin Zhao mobilized his troops overnight and selected 5,000 elites from the snowy cavalry. Then he ordered four generals, Muzhen, Chu Yu, Xiang Ji, and Xu Sheng to accompany the army, and Su Qingjiu

, and the two of them, Gaozhi, were stationed in the snow-covered Tianchi. After all, if there was a war in the ancient Zhuoguan area, the demon clan might take the opportunity to attack the mountain.

Su Qingjiu is a sword cultivator in the twelfth realm. He is in charge of the giant sword. He can be invincible while sitting in the snowy Tianchi. Even if the demon clan comes to the thirteenth realm, it doesn't matter. He can still fight.

In addition, he ordered the people on the snowy Tianchi to transport a horse of food and drinking water hundreds of miles eastward along the south of the mountain to facilitate the food of the 100,000 people. Otherwise, they would not be able to walk too far and might not reach the snow.

Yu Tianchi starved to death on the road, so Xueyu Tianchi's rush to help was meaningless.

In all aspects, Lin Zhao tried his best to arrange everything he could think of, and left everything else to God's will.



On a starry night, five thousand snow-covered cavalrymen descended from the mountain under the leadership of Lin Zhao, Muzhen, Chu Yu and others. Two Mohist monks each rode a Yunxi war horse, holding rune stones in their hands and holding them up above everyone's heads.

An accompanying ban completely obscured everyone's figures and energy, so that although the 5,000 cavalry left the snowy Tianchi, the demon clan knew nothing about it.

Two hours later, everyone arrived at Guyu Pass.

After Li Chunyang withdrew his troops, the rebuilt Ancient Confucian Pass was once again bulldozed and razed to the ground by the demon monks. This gave the humans a fear that the demons would move south at any time. Once the human army was on alert day by day and exhausted, the demons would really go south.

Not far away, the reason why the Yao clan sent Shi Jungang to lead two military tents to guard Panyun Mountain was actually to serve as an outpost for the four northern clans to move south.

Passing through the Ancient Misfortune Pass, Lin Zhao led 5,000 cavalrymen and rode westwards for ten miles along the snowy ridge. They set up camp there and then waited for the arrival of the demon clan.



Panyun Mountain, the handsome tent of the demon tribe.

Shi Jungang is firmly seated in command, flanked by Fengquan and Baiye, and below him are a group of generals from the Ten Realm Monster Clan, each of whom holds an important position in the military tent and has a very high status.

"grown ups!"

A demon monk stepped into the tent and handed a flying fish letter to Shi Jungang.

Shi Jungang glanced at it and sneered: "The five-year period is here again. A new batch of sheep-raising tributes will arrive at Guxiaoguan in one day. The person in charge of escorting them is a Wanqi named Zhu Qiong from Furong Prefecture.

Commander, he is just a warrior from the Seventh Realm, and he is accompanied by 5,000 cavalrymen from great merchants."

"Senior sister!"

Bai Ye raised his lips and said, "We, the demon tribe, can only get 50,000 of the 100,000 young men and women for the Sheep-Leading Ceremony. Why don't we send people south earlier to take in Zhu Qiong and his 5,000 cavalry?

"

"oh?"

Shi Jungang glanced at him and said with a smile: "Master Bai Ye is really smart!"

"ah?!"

Bai Ye felt very guilty: "Did I say the wrong thing?"

"How could Sir Bai Ye say the wrong thing?"

Shi Jungang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "For so many years since the Lingnan Alliance was re-signed, the human race has paid tribute with a batch of goat-drawing gifts every five years. There has never been any delay. If you eat these 5,000 cavalry this time,

Lord Baiye, do you think there will be humans who dare to send us tributes in the future?"

Bai Ye nodded repeatedly: "Senior sister is right!"

Feng Quan frowned and said: "Who does Master Shi Jungang plan to send to receive this batch of tributes? Or... let me personally lead an army of 50,000 people there?"

"No need."

Shi Jungang looked to the south and said: "The real threats to us are all on the Snowy Tianchi. Now that Su Qingjiu is in charge of the Snowy Tianchi, he may go north at any time. Once they learn that Master Fengquan is leading 50,000 elites eastwards

, I’m worried that Su Qingjiu might be able to kill Panyun Mountain with one man and one sword. By then...we don’t have the Twelve Realms, who can stop Su Qingjiu?"

"Too."

Fengquan smiled and nodded.

Shi Jungang said: "Master Yuncheng, you are from the Galaxy Realm, so you can lead 10,000 elite demon clans to the Ancient Confusion Pass to receive the tribute. Remember, do not have any conflict with the Great Shang cavalry, there is no need."

"Yes, sir!"

In the early morning, a ten-level monster monk named Yuncheng led 10,000 monster warriors to set off, heading straight to Guxiao Pass. By dusk, they had arrived at Guxiao Pass, and there was nothing along the way.

Oops, 50,000 of the 100,000 people in Guxiao Pass have already entered the pass, so Yun Cheng led his generals through Guxiao Pass and came straight to the front of Zhu Qiong. With a sneer on his lips, he cupped his fists and said: "Zhu Qiong

Sir, on behalf of our demon clan, thank you for the tribute from the human emperor. Thank you, they must taste quite good!"

As he spoke, he looked at the group of young men and women, licked his tongue, and revealed a pair of ferocious fangs.

Yuncheng's true identity is a bat in the cave of the demon clan. After cultivating and taking shape, he still loves the taste of human flesh and blood all these years. He has to leave dozens of these men and women alone.

Zhu Qiong looked a little embarrassed, clasped his fists and said, "You don't have to be polite, sir, this is what we should do."

"Um."

Yun Cheng smiled and nodded: "After all these 100,000 people enter the customs, you can return south."

"yes!"



Soon after, 100,000 people entered Guxiaoguan. Zhu Qiong waved his hand and led Dashang's 5,000 cavalry back south.

Yun Cheng was very proud and led 10,000 demon clan elites, urging the crowd to go west. In the queue, countless human men and women turned purple from the cold, and they were all hungry and sleepy, almost reaching their limit.

"snort!"

Yun Cheng looked at a pretty girl in the crowd. Her neck was slender and fair, which made Yun Cheng salivate. He couldn't help it. He had to eat one now. Anyway, it didn't matter if he lost one when he went back to Panyun Mountain.

"come here!"

Yun Cheng pointed at the girl and said with a ferocious smile: "I've fallen in love with you, it's your blessing!"

The girl panicked and wanted to escape, but her hands and feet were tied to others by ropes and she couldn't escape at all.



But at this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded from above Yun Cheng's head.

"I also like you, it's your blessing!"

"ah?!"

Yun Cheng looked up and saw a mediocre-looking human warrior in the Tianyuan realm. He punched down from the sky with a powerful punch!


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