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Chapter 72 In the Camp

Zhang Yu watched for a while and said: "Two senior brothers, prepare to evacuate now. Once the war starts, it will not stop easily. The land of Qianzhou may soon be involved."

This place is too close to the northern battlefield. The Taibo gods and monsters crossing the sea from outside is really not a guess, but something that may happen at any time.

Qi Wu immediately said: "I'll make arrangements right away." After saying that, he hurriedly walked away.

Fan Lan looked at the bright lights that flashed from time to time over there, felt the dull roar, and sighed in his heart. He was also a person who had experienced war, but compared with the war in front of him, the war in Dongting was nothing like that.

It's not the same thing.

In Dongting, the monks and the gods are the main subjects that determine the outcome of the war. However, in Qingyang, the main subjects of the war seem to be mortals, and the monks are reduced to the edge. For a moment, he is not sure whether this is good or bad.

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At this time, another thunder sounded, and in the dark sky, heavy rain poured down. When the rainwater reached around the two people, it was blocked by a layer of light and drifted away.

The two of them did not stand here for long and turned back to the palace.

Zhang Yu sat down on the futon again and said, "Senior Brother Fan, have you and Senior Brother Qi chosen the visualization map?"

Fan Lan nodded and said: "There are many visualization pictures in Xuanfu. After Junior Brother Qi and I read the third chapter, we each selected one, and we are currently practicing it."

Zhang Yu did not ask the two of them what they had chosen specifically, because it involved a monk's own secrets. However, if the two of them had chosen the visualization map of Xuanfu, because those things had already been made public, in case anything happened,

When people of the same profession fight, it is easy for them to be targeted. From this point of view, letting them go into the gap is a good choice.

He asked: "Senior Brother Fan, have you been sending letters to and from the East Courtyard recently?"

Fan Lan said: "After I settled here, I went to write letters. Now that Xuanwang has communicated with us, there will be correspondence within a month. Everything is fine there now."

While the two were talking, two figures with shimmering bodies walked in from the rain curtain outside. The one walking in front was Yan Yuming, and the one slightly behind was Mr. Zheng Yu.

As soon as Yan Yuming came in and saw Zhang Yu, he said excitedly: "Teacher!" He walked forward quickly and bowed respectfully, "Disciple Yan Yuming, meet the teacher!"

Mr. Zheng Yu was also very happy and came up to him and said, "Mr. Zhang." They had just heard Qi Wu mention Zhang Yu's arrival, so they hurried to pay their respects.

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "How are you doing lately?"

Yan Yuming said: "Reporting to the teacher, there are so many seals and secret techniques that can be learned in Qingyang Shangzhou. I really can't finish them all at once. The place here is big and there are many objects. But there are too few colleagues here. There are not yet.

There are more people in the East Courtyard."

Zheng Yu also nodded yes.

Zhang Yu looked at Zheng Yu again and said: "Long time no see, Zheng Xiaolang has also cultivated his inner light."

Zheng Yu was a little embarrassed and said: "I am much slower than other brothers and sisters."

Fan Lan smiled and said: "Slow down, just slow down. We monks still have to see how far we can go."

After several people chatted here for a long time, Qi Wu came back and said: "Everything is almost arranged, but now the people are moving. I just asked, and the flying boat assigned to us by Xuanfu has also been temporarily borrowed.

It's impossible to transfer them back for a while, so it seems we can only take the sea route."

Zhang Yu thought for a while and said: "The sea route is too slow, and there will be a lot of delays on the way. Let's do this. I will borrow a few flying boats and try to set off tomorrow."

He remembered that there was a Taoist sect near Qianzhou. Although this Taoist sect did not have many people, it owned a lot of properties, including several flying boats and hundreds of houses. These properties were allowed to be retained, and now they have to be borrowed for use.

It's not difficult.

He immediately wrote a letter and had it delivered by the post office in the city.

On the second day, two insect-shaped flying boats flew over. After landing, they stretched out their legs and landed steadily in front of the academy. The hatch opened and a fifty-year-old monk came out of the flying boat. He was brought into the palace by the servants.

In the pavilion, when he saw Zhang Yu, he bowed his hands respectfully and said, "Fu Huang has met Xuan Zheng."

Zhang Yu recognized this person. He was once the leader of a sect. He did not expect that this person would come in person this time. He raised his hand and returned the greeting and said, "This time I will bother Daoist Huang."

Huang Fu said hurriedly: "Where is it? Xuan Zheng's words are very serious. If Xuan Zheng has trouble again next time, you can look for me again."

Because the roaring in the sky last night did not stop and only became slightly lighter at dawn. Zhang Yu was afraid that something might happen if he waited any longer, so as soon as the flying boat arrived, he immediately arranged for people to board the boat.

About half a moment later, everyone got on the airship. When the hatch was closed, a burst of white smoke erupted from the bottom of the insect-shaped airship. It slowly lifted into the air and ran towards the distant sky under the gaze of Huang Fu and others.

About half a day after they left, two metal giants fell from the sky, but what they saw was an empty school palace. When they asked the servants responsible for cleaning up, they found out that everyone had been there this morning.

gone.

One of them said: "Damn it, that's not going fast, let's go back!"

Another person said: "Just go back like this?"

The man before said angrily: "Everyone is gone, what else can we do?"

He snorted, "The bosses also made a miscalculation this time. They thought that by arranging these monks here, they could use them as an excuse to use them when the war breaks out. But they are much smarter than they thought."

The two of them came and left quickly. After staying for a short while, they got up again and flew into the clouds.

Because the existence of the boundary gap is still a secret, and traveling through the continent is likely to be recorded by the two governments, Zhang Yu chose to go out to the sea from the east this time, travel all the way along the coastline to the south, and finally turn to the east.

West, go directly to the outside area.

The journey went smoothly. After about six days, we finally arrived at the place where the boundary gap is located. The insect-shaped flying boat stopped directly outside the lake in the Great Rift Valley. Then everyone followed Zhang Yu through the mist flashing with lightning and entered.

Within the boundary gap.

A huge military camp stands on a wasteland outside Qingyang Shangzhou territory. Hundreds of flying boats are docked on the berth, surrounded by dense fortresses. There are several dragon figures hovering in the clouds above.

At this moment, in the spacious underground training ground, a crystal jade giant was fighting with a monk. The monk was a sword cultivator. When the sword light wandered around, it was like a startling rainbow and lightning, and the sword energy was extremely sharp.

Wherever it went, either the air was torn apart, or there were tiny sword marks on the metal floor and walls.

The crystal jade giant just covered his head and face with his hands. When those sword lights struck him, except for a trace of electric sparks, there was no damage to the contact area.

A moment later, the monk waved his hand, retracted his sword, and hovered it behind his back, saying: "Leader Fang, your crystal armor is thick. If I don't use the Soul-Severing Sword, I won't be able to hurt you."

The jade giant put down his hand, his blood-colored crystal eyes flashed and said, "Why don't you give it a try, Mr. Lin?"

The monk surnamed Lin shook his head and said: "It was a fight to the death, and it cost me a lot." He looked at the other party, "I know that Leader Fang has not used his spiritual power, so Leader Fang should have won this battle.

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The jade giant's brows and armor suddenly shrank, and a tall, thin, pale-skinned, bald young man emerged from within. His eyes were light yellow, with two pupils there.

He walked to the side and sat down on the stone pier, saying: "Mr. Lin, that means that if I meet monks like you who are good at controlling swords in the future, I have a high chance of winning?"

The monk surnamed Lin pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "It cannot be such a simple comparison."

"Oh, let's talk about it." Leader Fang took a bottle of crystal liquid from the table and poured it down his neck, then wiped his mouth and said, "We have plenty of time."

The monk surnamed Lin looked at him and said: "So, you always seem to think that one monk represents all monks.

But in fact, the monks themselves represent changes. Every monk is different. Even the same person will have a big difference in combat effectiveness if he has one more magic weapon or one less magic weapon.

What's more, Xuanxiu and Hunxiu are different, and the new method and the old method are different, so how can they be generalized?"

Leader Fang hesitated and said, "I understand what you mean. Are you saying that I can defeat you, but I may not be able to defeat another monk who also uses a sword?"

The monk surnamed Lin nodded and said: "That's the truth."

Fang Lingjun said: "I heard that there is an extra Xuanzheng in your Xuanfu, and he also uses a sword. Have you seen him?"

"I have never seen him, I have only seen pictures of his people fighting."

Leader Fang showed a more interested look and said, "What do you think of this person's strength? How does it compare with you?"

The monk surnamed Lin pondered for a moment and said: "I have never fought with him, so it is difficult to judge, but judging from his actions, this is not an easy opponent to deal with. Moreover, he has to pass the imperial edict from Xuanting. That was before

He must have made great achievements to be recognized by Xuan Ting. Such a person must have experienced severe tests, and his character and resilience are better than ordinary people. I think the chance of winning against him is not great."

Fang Lingjun thought about it and said, "It makes sense." He suddenly smiled, "But Mr. Lin, you said one thing wrong."

The monk surnamed Lin frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Leader Fang raised his hand, and two small dragons about a foot long suddenly appeared behind him. They had bat wings on their backs and long beards fluttering on their heads.

As soon as the monk surnamed Lin saw this thing, he suddenly felt a sense of danger in his heart, and he couldn't help but become wary.

Fang Lingjun said: "This is Zhenlong, a new creation. Although it is small, even if it is released alone, it can still deal with people like Mr. Lin." He smiled, "You just said that monks and

Monks are different, I admit that, but we are not just ourselves, we also have various creations and mysterious weapons."

He stood up, took a few steps forward, looked at the monk surnamed Lin with oppressive eyes, and said, "Mr. Lin, go back and think about our proposal carefully. Are you, the outsider Taoist sects, prepared to stand in the next war?"

On which side."

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