Chapter 314: Farewell to the Ancient Que (two in one chapter)
"My fellow disciples, we and the twelve Qingfeng teams are separated from the main force of the sect to carry out their missions. We may encounter difficulties that are difficult to overcome."
"When reinforcements from the sect are difficult to reach, we still need to take care of each other."
After leaving the main hall, the twelve team leaders all slowed down in tacit agreement, and one of them said this.
Liu Yuxun looked up and the information about this person quickly emerged in his mind.
Ma Yingjie is one of the most outstanding people of this generation of the Jindan family. He is in the late stage of foundation building and has a good reputation for having many friends.
It seems that the Ma family is going to put a lot of effort into cultivating this person. This time, all the members of his team are monks from the same family. They can easily unify their orders without having to play with the art of balance.
There are two Jindan monks in the Ma family, and their power is slightly higher than that of the Yan family, and they are more influential within the sect.
"That's right. From now on we are alone outside, so we should keep an eye on each other."
Immediately a monk replied, his words were very beautiful.
As for what will happen then, only then will we know clearly.
"If one side is in trouble, all sides are coming to help. Why don't we exchange transmission notes now? It will be much easier to notify us of important matters in the future."
One of the team leaders suggested.
This proposal was unanimously approved, the twelve people exchanged communication notes with each other, and then the team leaders who had a good relationship started chatting.
"Yes, Junior Brother Qingyang, congratulations on becoming the team leader."
"Neither your third senior brother nor I would have imagined that you are so secretive."
Li Buyu said this, his attitude changed slightly, but his voice was as cold as ever.
"No, no, I'm just relying on my excellent spiritual weapons. I'm still far behind my senior sister."
Liu Yu shook his head repeatedly, with a very humble attitude.
With the strength he has shown so far, he can only be ranked in the middle and lower reaches among the twelve team leaders, and he really has no qualifications to be proud of.
But he still has many trump cards that he has not yet used. If a monk with evil intentions thinks that this is all his strength, there will definitely be a big "surprise".
Revealed, but not completely revealed. No monk would know his full strength.
Unless, it's dead.
"Qingyang knows that he is not strong enough and may encounter situations that he cannot handle, so he will ask Senior Sister to lend a helping hand!"
Liu Yu said "solemnly".
This sentence is half true and half false, but it is also a back-up.
After all, compared to classmates who are just familiar faces, being disciples under the same master is of course closer.
If an unexpected situation does occur, the possibility that the senior sister will be willing to help is undoubtedly the greatest. Taking a vaccination now can be regarded as being prepared.
"Junior brother, don't worry. If it is really necessary, I will definitely not stand idly by."
Li Buyu nodded lightly and said seriously.
She didn't look sanctimonious, and seemed to really take this promise to heart.
"Thank you very much, Senior Sister. If the time comes when Senior Sister is needed to take action, Qingyang will definitely thank you deeply!"
Liu Yu beat the snake and put it on the stick. Regardless of whether it was used or not, he immediately expressed his gratitude in advance.
The two chatted for a few more words, and several more people came over to discuss with Li Buyu. Liu Yu listened to a few words and left.
As a direct descendant of the Li family who was at the top of the sect, Li Buyu himself was very advanced and powerful, so he had the highest status among the twelve team leaders, and several people wanted to cooperate with him.
But judging from the disappointment on their faces, it must not be going well, right?
As one of the two people who challenged the superior, there was a vague barrier between Liu Yu and the monk who was directly appointed as the team leader.
Except for the senior sister Li Buyu, the other nine people only maintained a superficial politeness, but underneath their politeness were deep indifference and alienation, with no intention of in-depth communication.
The same goes for Wei Xiaoqin, who is also in a high position, and is vaguely excluded by most.
While I was thinking about it, this woman happened to come over. The two had the same experience, so the communication was naturally smooth and they reached a verbal "alliance".
Unknowingly, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion was in sight, and the brief exchange between the team leaders was almost over.
They each said goodbye and left, but there were a dozen more transmission notes lying quietly in the storage bag, wondering if they could play their role.
After all, the situation in a foreign country is changeable. Even if you are willing to help each other, there are too many factors to consider.
…
After leaving the city lord's palace, Liu Yu walked straight to the gathering place agreed upon by the team without stopping.
There was nothing left in the temporary cave, and there was nothing contaminated with his own aura. He had little time and was too lazy to clean it up.
"Senior Brother Liu (Senior Brother Qingyang)."
The members of the team, Jiang Qiushui, Yan Kai, Cui Liang, and Leng Yuexin, stood up one after another and greeted each other.
"No need to be polite, just sit down."
Liu Yu nodded slightly and sat in the main seat as a matter of course.
The monks have different thoughts, and the more people there are, the more complicated it becomes. If two or three monks who are very familiar with each other get together, they may drink heavily and talk freely.
But among the five members of the team, some people just joined today, and they are obviously not familiar enough yet.
So for a while, the place fell silent.
Leng Yuexin, Cui Liang closed his eyes and rested his mind, Jiang Qiushui played with the newly obtained magic weapon, Yan Kai drank the spiritual tea and his eyes wandered around, not knowing what to think.
Seeing this, Liu Yu had no intention of interfering. Anyway, the five of them were not gathered together because they shared the same goals. As long as he had the absolute right to speak in the team, it was enough for them to completely obey his command.
There was only one table for them on the top floor of the entire teahouse. The location of the teahouse was very suitable. Through the windows, you could see several long streets and aisles.
Liu Yu walked to the window on her own and glanced down casually.
I saw that the city was now in "chaos".
The patrol team and law enforcement team composed of disciples of the five sects are cleaning up the monks in the city from house to house, driving them out of the buildings and "exiling" them from the city.
Only monks who have property in the ancient city, are clean, and have no connection with Baiyun Temple can stay.
As a result, more than 90% of the tens of thousands of monks in the city have gone, leaving only about one or two thousand monks who can still stay in the city.
Of course the exiled monks were not happy, but under the sharp edge of the patrol's magic weapon, they had to succumb.
Of course, there are also monks who have been operating in the city for decades and have huge profits that they simply cannot give up, so they choose to resist.
But in front of the law enforcement team whose lowest level of cultivation was in the late stage of Qi refining, this kind of resistance was meaningless. They were quickly killed on the spot and turned into cold corpses.
After some iron-blooded shock, the remaining monks became honest, and under the arrangements of the patrol team and the law enforcement team, they honestly left the ancient city.
Liu Yu stood in front of the window, taking in this scene and thinking deeply in his heart.
The benefits of this are obvious. After the number of monks in the city decreases, it will undoubtedly be much easier to manage. The remaining monks are not organized and cannot make any trouble at all.
After the main forces of the five major sects leave, it is impossible for Guque City to retain much strength. This method effectively reduces management costs.
In fact, if it is a demon sect, there is a better way, which is to kill all the monks.
This kind of indiscriminate massacre, no matter how hard the monks of Baiyun Temple hide it, they can't escape death.
Moreover, you can also get a huge amount of resources, as well as the physical essence and blood of a group of monks, which can be said to be a huge profit.
But on the other hand, there are also consequences.
The five sects of the Chu State are only neutral sects and have not turned to the demonic side. Naturally, they have many scruples and cannot adopt such an extremely cold-blooded method.
Putting away his thoughts, Liu Yu sat back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest, quietly waiting for the sect's operation to begin.
…
Half a day passed quickly, and as soon as the time was up, huge movements were heard from all over the city on time.
One after another, the spirit ships and spirit boats soared into the sky and turned into behemoths dozens of feet in size, suspended above the ancient city.
The spirit ship is extraordinary in power and exquisiteness. It shines with all kinds of spiritual lights in the sky, making it feel like it is blocking out the sky and the sun.
The huge shadow cast also blocked the natural light and seemed to envelope the entire city.
Compared with the antique buildings, it forms a sharp contrast, giving people an unreal feeling.
When the ignorant mortals in the city saw it, they thought that the true immortal from the immortal world had arrived. These were the ceremonial guards to welcome the true immortal!
"Civilization of immortality~"
There was a magic weapon-level Cangwu Spirit Ship and dozens of magic weapon-level Guiyuan Zhou. Even Liu Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw them, lamenting the vicissitudes of the civilization of cultivating immortals.
"Disciples of the Yuanyang Sect, listen to the order and board the boat immediately!"
Master Changfeng's majestic words resounded throughout the city, and he used some kind of amplification spell to ignore the barriers of buildings and formations.
As soon as the words fell, streaks of escaping light rose into the sky and landed on the Cangwu Spirit Ship or Guiyuan Ark. There was no trace of confusion, and corresponding arrangements were obviously made.
These colorful escaping lights are like a rainbow rain washing the sky from bottom to top. They are hundreds of times denser than meteor showers, forming a dazzling beauty.
"Can such a powerful Chu sect and Baiyunguan really take back the ancient city?"
Those monks in the ancient city who had not been exiled looked at this scene blankly, their minds shaken to a certain extent by this, and they had doubts about the rule of Baiyun Temple.
Liu Yu's eyes moved around one after another on the return boats, and after a while he saw a certain number.
His expression changed, and he said to the four people gathered around him:
"Junior brothers and sisters, please follow me."
After saying that, Liu Yu patted the storage bag and took out the Li Xuan Sword, which turned into a red light and soared into the sky.
Jiang Qiushui, Yan Kai, Cui Liang, and Leng Yuexin also followed closely behind, controlling the magic weapon to turn into an escaping light and fly into the sky.
On the deck of Guiyuan Zhou, which had a special rune with the meaning of ten, Liu Yu fell to escape the light, and then generously started to follow the monks on the boat.
There were originally six foundation-building monks on the boat, standing together and talking. One of them held the token to control Guiyuan Zhou.
During the Qi Refining Stage, the disciples were divided into two groups. There were 150 disciples from the sect and 150 monks from the affiliated forces. They were composed of monks from different forces.
The distinctive robes of the inner and outer disciples of the Yuanyang Sect allow the monks to distinguish them at a glance.
"Senior Brother Qingyang, congratulations."
"Since you are here, I will leave this Guiyuan Ark to you."
"I wish you all the best on this trip, senior brother."
Zongji Zhuji, who was holding the token, walked over immediately, said politely, and then handed over the operation token.
There is a big difference in escape speed between monks in the foundation building stage and monks in the refining stage. To facilitate movement, the Elders Council approved that each Qingfeng team be equipped with a return boat.
The difficulty of refining this kind of large-scale flying boat is far beyond that of ordinary top-quality magical weapons. Twelve teams equal twelve ships. It is not unattractive. The sect has spent a lot of money this time.
"With my junior brother's good words, I also wish that this trip to Yan Country will be fruitful."
Liu Yu reached out to take the token and said lightly, with a more casual tone.
Facing this fellow disciple in the early stage of foundation building, although he may have some background, he is not Wu Xia Amon, so there is no need to treat him seriously.
"Farewell."
The fellow disciple simply said something and then drove away with the magic weapon.
Liu Yu nodded slightly, scanned it carefully with his consciousness, checked that there was no problem with the token and the flying boat, and then watched him leave.
At this time, the escape lights of Jiang Qiushui and the others also fell behind him.
"The old Meng family Meng Wenxing has met fellow Taoist Qingyang!"
"The old man leads the thirty-eight disciples in the Qi Refining Stage, and they will work under fellow Taoist from now on. Please take good care of me, fellow Taoist."
Meng Wenxing, a family monk with thin cheeks and gray hair, immediately walked over and said that he bent down deeply and cupped his hands.
His attitude is very humble, and he has no airs like a foundation-building monk at all.
The Meng family is a relatively small foundation-building family. There are only two foundation-building monks in the family, but in the face of the Yuanyang Sect's urgent call-up, they still had to send one person to join the battle.
Not long after he got older, he took the initiative to take over this task and let another foundation-building monk stay behind to take charge of the family.
In this way, even if he dies, the family will still have a foundation-building monk for a long time and will not decline immediately.
Meng Wenxing has less than twenty years left before his deadline, and he has turned a blind eye to everything, not caring much about the opinions of other comrades.
As long as he can retain a few more family disciples, he thinks it's all worth it.
"It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Meng of the Meng family. Fellow Taoist, you don't need to be too polite. You can't do anything."
"Don't worry, Qingyang, as the team leader, is responsible for the life and death of every member of the team. He will never let them lose their lives easily or die in an unknown manner."
Liu Yu reached out and helped Meng Wenxing up, saying this.
There is no immortality in war, so naturally he would not give this old guy any guarantees. He just said some beautiful words and staged a scene where the king and his ministers complemented each other.
"Fellow Taoist Qingyang is indeed as wise as the rumors say. With your leadership, everything will go smoothly for us on this trip."
"If you are asked to do anything, I will do it without hesitation!"
Meng Wenxing didn't care about the weird looks from other monks, and still flattered him without changing his expression. He was a man of old age, and his words made Liu Yu somewhat helpful.
"Rumor? A wise and powerful person?"
Jiang Qiushui and others looked strange. Before today, Liu Yu's reputation was only spread within a small area of the sect, and there were no rumors at all.
"Cunning old thing!"
The other four foundation-building monks from the affiliated forces cursed secretly in their hearts and hurriedly came over to greet Liu Yu to express their loyalty.
Although their attitudes are not as humble as Meng Wenxing's, they are still very humble and have put themselves in the right position with their words.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Liu Yu smiled and said, remembering the information of these five people.
Then he called Jiang Qiushui and the other four to let the ten foundation-building monks in the team get familiar with each other.
Just after several people exchanged their names and had the most basic understanding, the Cangwu Spirit Ship at the head of the fleet suddenly vibrated and shot out dozens of red spiritual lights, shining on each of the Guiyuan Boats.
After being illuminated by the spiritual light, each Guiyuan boat also changed, as if a switch was turned on, forming the same spiritual light.
The spiritual lights follow mysterious connections and tend to be connected to each other.
From a distance, the spiritual lights of Cangwu Spirit Ship and dozens of Guiyuan Boats gradually formed a whole, huge and eye-catching in the sky.
After the connection is completed, it quickly flies in a certain direction to the south, like a huge "red comet".
Liu Yu did not panic at all when encountering this situation.
The escape speeds of the Cangwu Spirit Ship and the Guiyuan Zhou are greatly different. The former can travel 40,000 miles per day, while the latter can only travel more than 2,000 miles per day. They are not at the same level at all.
It would obviously be very inconvenient for the two to move together.
Therefore, the senior leaders of the sect have considered this situation for a long time with great foresight. When refining the spirit ship and spirit boat, they added the "child-mother spiritual light array" to increase the speed of the latter at the expense of the speed of the former.
In this way, the two can maintain the same speed and avoid any disconnection.
Of course, this refining method has very high requirements for the refiner, and it also requires the assistance of a well-achieved array master, and the various consumptions are 20% more than normal.
Except for the powerful Nascent Soul Sect, the small and medium-sized forces simply do not have the ability to build it.
After flying some distance, Liu Yu looked behind him.
Above Guque City, another spiritual ship was seen taking off in the sky. The leader was the "Red Dream Ship" from Hehuanmen.