The dark wind swirled around the southern foothills, and the black clouds that dominated the night sky finally flew back.
Chen Yuan stood on the giant rock, raised one hand, and grabbed at the swarm of insects. Countless flat insects fell like rain, and a large amount of flesh, flesh, and essence fell into his body.
Hiss~
Sure enough, he practiced evil magic quickly. Chen Yuan felt the flesh and blood essence flowing through his limbs and bones like boiling oil. This time, he was suppressed by the orthodox Taoism of Tianshi Mansion. Although he only learned the fragments, he could feel the blood-thirsty spirit.
Desires will no longer fill your mind.
After enjoying it for a moment, Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, "The Yuejie people should have passed the news to Feiyan Pass. The rest is to take the next step."
As he spoke, he raised his sleeves and arched them forward.
"Please help me, heroes!"
Behind him and below, each and every one of them grinned with ferocious smiles, "Kill Hu, they agreed too much."
With the blessing of flesh and blood essence just now, Chen Yuan pinched the spell with his fingers and quickly wrote out the orders one by one, and dropped them on the withered trees below. At a certain moment, he jumped up and flew away into the darkness with the Moon Sword.
, the wood withered one after another, and the puppets soared into the sky, following closely behind, with a ferocious red light in their eyes.
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At Feiyan Pass, firelight illuminated the upper and lower walls of the city, and from time to time there were burning rockets flying up to the top of the city or being thrown below.
The battle for the city gate is gradually subsided as the night falls, but the battle between the two sides is not over yet. In the Yuejie camp, a figure is waiting quietly outside the white tent covered with a sacred belt.
In the light of the swaying brazier, what shines out is Huduyan with a bunch of eagle feathers tied on his head and colorful feathers on his shoulders. He is no longer the deer-headed priest he used to be.
In that battle five years ago, he blocked the god-man's sword and destroyed his foundation. Fortunately, the Canglang Priest gave him a second chance. In this opportunity, he not only regained the lost Taoism, but also went one step further and gained
The White Wolf God recognized him and became the Eagle Feather Priest.
He will always remember the grudge he made back then.
This time I followed the high priest here because I wanted to enter the pass again, fight to the Jin land, and then compete with the monk who summoned the god.
It's a pity that for nearly a month, the army stopped at Feiyan Pass. Even the high priest cast spells for days and failed to break through. He didn't understand that the Han people were so desperate this time.
The headmaster of Chengyun Sect was so injured by the high priest that he refused to retreat. Today, the stubborn old Taoist priest of Tianshi Mansion was also seriously injured and still refused to retreat.
Is this pass more important than their years of practicing Taoism?
Having just heard that many monks came from Jin to rescue, Hu Duyan became anxious and wanted to see the high priest to see if there were other ways to break through the blockade of the Han monks.
The wind blew the two bonfires outside the tent.
At this time, a voice came from inside the white tent: "Hu Duyan, come in."
The high priest is finally free.
Hu Duyan took a deep breath, adjusted his cassock, opened the curtain and strode in. Looking at the burly figure at the head, he made a fist with one hand and pressed the other shoulder, and knelt down on one knee.
"Huduyan pays homage to the high priest."
"You came here to ask when the pass will be broken?" In front of you is a simple long eucalyptus, and behind you is a burly figure of about forty, with thick limbs and animal bones tied with red ropes, with half of his body exposed.
, you can vaguely see the outline of a wolf tattooed on the dark chest.
But Huduyan knew that the high priest in front of him was at least over a hundred years old.
"Yes, I am worried." Hu Duyan faced the high priest and spoke calmly, "I just heard that another group of monks came from the Han people. It is late autumn and if we can't break the barrier, we can only retreat to the grassland. The young and old may have to endure a cold and hungry winter."
There was silence in the tent.
Huduyan thought that what he said was a bit harsh. Before he could explain to him, the high priest stood up from behind the long eucalyptus and stood in front of Huduyan like an iron tower. He walked a few steps and came to the tent. Mouth, looking at the night outside, the beardless but majestic face smiled.
"You are afraid. You cannot be afraid of the eagle on the grassland. Only when it is tired, falls from the sky and comes to the ground, can it sleep forever. In fact, your... state of mind is not yet in the position of an eagle feather priest."
Hu Duyan swallowed his saliva. He knew in his heart that although the previous Eagle Feather Priest was defeated by the Han, he still went all out until he died in the battle. However, he... was afraid and chose with a small number of generals. escape.
By some strange combination of circumstances, he recovered many of the fleeing cavalry and rushed all the way back to the grassland without being charged.
"High Priest, I..."
"Don't blame yourself. It was a right choice for you to come back at that time, but only from the perspective of a general. But as a priest, fear is a wrong choice. It will never allow you to stand higher than a priest. Communicate with the White Wolf God everywhere.”
The high priest turned around, patted his shoulder, asked Hu Duyan to stand up and sit aside, then took the wine bag placed on the eucalyptus and threw it over, "Drink a little of the wine brewed by the Yuejie woman, you can be The fear was wiped from my heart.”
He stopped talking and looked at Hu Duyan raising his head and taking a big gulp of wine before continuing.
"...The monks in Jin are in their final struggle. Liu Changgong has not made much progress, but the old Taoist priest named Yunlong is a bit higher than before. If he is not killed, he may be the next Nascent Soul. .As for the other Han monks who came to the rescue, they only lost one more life."
The high priest's tone was calm, but he had a powerful and majestic tone.
"It's just a pity that the treacherous Han didn't show up back then. I don't know if he was killed by his own people, or if he hid somewhere to practice in seclusion. You know their habits. Even if they have changed now, you can't hide them." After all, you can’t change your habit of not caring about worldly affairs.”
Hu Duyan nodded in agreement, and also flattered him along the way.
"It's a pity that the person didn't show up. It's also possible that he didn't dare to come over because he heard that the high priest was coming."
Over there, the high priest smiled and waved his hand: "Don't underestimate them. Otherwise, the failure five years ago will happen again."
"High Priest, what should we do next?" Hu Duyan asked quickly, after all, this is what he cares about.
hehe……
The high priest didn't look at this man. He could see desire and greed in his eyes. He didn't like these in the past, but in the current situation, it was best to have such thoughts.
"Tomorrow, I will do it again, but this time, it won't end with just one spell like before. I will engulf the entire Feiyan Pass and let the wolf's roar resound throughout the north."
As the words fell, the tent was swaying in the wind brought by this heroic voice.
Huduyan's heart was surging, and he was about to stand up to join in, when footsteps were heard outside, and a deer-headed priest hurried over and stood outside the tent, clenching his fists and kneeling on one knee.
"High Priest, we have bad news."
Inside the tent, the burly figure frowned. Hu Duyan stood up and quickly took a few steps closer to the tent. He was most afraid that someone would suddenly come over at this moment.
His voice was a little anxious: "What's the bad news?"
The deer-headed priest looked at the high priest inside and spoke cautiously.
"The three tribes at the back are... gone... gone."
The high priest, who was holding the wine bag and drinking, stopped his hand, closed his eyes lightly, and the corners of his eyes were twitching, "Why not?"
"The news that came was a swarm of insects and a weird spell. The swarm of insects ate two tribes... and another one was a curse. The people in the entire camp were either dead or crazy."
"withdraw troops!"
As soon as the priest in the tent finished speaking, the high priest in the tent threw the wine bag and issued an order directly, which made Hu Duyan hurriedly persuade him: "High priest, we can't withdraw our troops, Feiyan Pass is about to be broken..."
"
"Shut up!"
The high priest closed his eyes and scolded, then opened it, pulled off the sheepskin map on the shelf and threw it to the ground, "I'm not afraid of attacking from behind. What I'm afraid of is that that person won't fight with me, but will directly attack other tribes deep in the grassland.
Kill him. If he goes to the Great Khan, will I bear the blame, or will you bear it?"
"I'm afraid..."
"You can't afford it!"
The high priest didn't bother to pay attention to this man, strode out of the tent, summoned the messengers, and conveyed his orders.