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Chapter 1838 The Holy Master and the Holy Maiden

In the deep valley outside the elixir base, the rebel troops, like an iron barrel formation, surrounded the elixir base, completely encircling it.

Although the ancestors of Jinzhong and the seven leaders have temporarily left, the rebels still have other deputies sitting in. The formation is still very strict and the fighting spirit is very passionate.

Obviously, these rebels still don't know the bad news about the Jinzhong ancestor and the seven leaders.

Inside the elixir base, Zhenwu Holy Land only has one or two thousand elite monks stationed here. Although they are all elite monks, the absolute disadvantage of a small number of people means that this elixir base has no power to organize a breakout.

Of course, they can't break through.

Guarding this elixir base is the only mission of these monks. If this elixir base falls into the hands of the rebels, their mission will be meaningless. Even if they succeed in breaking through and escaping from here, what will happen?

Therefore, in this elixir base, it is the consensus of all the monks in this elixir base to rely on the terrain, rely on formations, and strictly defend.

However, the situation of such a large army pressing down on the territory made every monk's nerves tense. No one could predict when the rebel attack would be launched.

Once this attack is launched, it will definitely be a bloody battle.

The rebels' numerical advantage is very obvious. They are fully capable of organizing wave after wave of attacks. But here at the base, there are one or two thousand elite monks, but there is no room for negligence. If one person dies, that means one person is missing. One person is missing.

Just one point less combat effectiveness.

Under such circumstances, one can imagine how much pressure the monks stationed at the elixir base felt.

Fortunately, the base has a powerful formation. This defensive formation completely covers the main passages of the base. The rebels must pay a huge price if they want to invade these passages.

At this moment, two beautiful figures appeared in the core passage of the formation hub.

These two beautiful figures have a very elegant temperament, just like the orchids in the empty valley, exuding a unique temperament that people dare not despise.

The older one is dressed as a woman, with a graceful and luxurious appearance, but there is a kind of majesty of a superior person between her eyebrows. She is the only female Holy Lord of Zhenwu Holy Land, named Holy Lord Ningyan.

In Zhenwu Holy Land, she is not the strongest, but she is one of the strongest monks.

Next to her, there is a young-looking girl, exuding the unique youthful atmosphere of a girl, with a clean appearance and pure eyes, but there is a kind of heroism between her eyebrows, and there is a kind of heroism in every move that others do not have.

Heroic appearance.

This girl is Miss Yu Ling, the saint of Zhenwu Holy Land. She is one of the famous Sixteen Golden Hairpins on Wanyuan Island, and is ranked among the top five.

This Miss Yu Ling studied under Holy Master Ningyan.

At this moment, the two masters and apprentices are inspecting every channel of this formation to prevent loopholes in these channels and be caught by the enemy.

"Ling'er, the Holy Land has encountered a catastrophe this time, perhaps an unprecedented disaster. Are you afraid in your heart?" Holy Lord Ningyan asked lightly.

Saintess Rain Ling's nose straightened up: "Master, Ling'er has been following you for so many years. As long as Master is here, even if the sky falls, Ling'er will not be afraid."

"What if the master is not here?" Holy Lord Ningyan sighed softly.

Miss Yu Ling was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "Master, you have great magical powers. Even if the rebels have some means, they can't do anything to you, Master."

"It's hard to say." Holy Lord Ningyan said solemnly, "The leader of the rebels this time is Patriarch Jinzhong. In terms of cultivation, Master is still inferior to him. If we really fight, Master may be able to protect himself.

But I am afraid that I am unable to take good care of you."

"Of course, I was ordered to guard the elixir base here. Even the ancestor of Jinzhong, I will never let him step into this base. If I am here, the base will be there. They want to invade this elixir.

Base, unless you step over the corpse of your master."

Although Holy Lord Ningyan is a woman, he has a heroic spirit in his words and deeds, and he is not inferior to men.

"Master, Ling'er is just like you. If the base is there, I will be there. If the base is not there, the disciple will never leave the master to live alone."

"Silly girl, you don't have to be like this." Holy Lord Ningyan's clear eyes showed a trace of softness, "You are still young and you still have a good future. If the Holy Land really cannot escape this disaster, it must be preserved.

As long as you young people of blood can continue the incense, the future light of the Holy Land will not be extinguished. If the young people are gone, then the Holy Land will really be finished."

Miss Yu Ling stubbornly shook her head: "There are many geniuses in the Holy Land, but Ling'er has only one master. Master, Ling'er must be with you."

Holy Lord Ningyan's face was stern: "Childish! Ling'er, don't be stubborn. You must listen to my teacher's arrangements in this matter, and you must not make any arbitrary decisions!"

The little lips of Saint Rain Spirit trembled slightly, looking at Master's stern look, but she was speechless.

She had been raised and taught by her master since she was a child, and her master's kindness was better than her parents' kindness. Therefore, deep down in her heart, she did not dare to disobey her master.

However, she couldn't do it if she wanted to abandon her master.

The two masters and disciples were in front of each other, both of them were preoccupied.

After walking through another passage, suddenly a person hurriedly walked outside, but it was a sentry outside.

"Lord Holy Lord, the ancestor of Jinzhong and the leaders of the seven rebels left one after another. I don't know what they were playing."

"Leave? Why did you leave?" Holy Lord Ningyan was a little surprised.

"My subordinates don't know either. They were observing the enemy's situation at the edge of the formation. They seemed to see turbulence in the distance, but they did not dare to leave without permission to investigate. Then the Jinzhong Patriarch and the seven rebel leaders successively

I left. My subordinates are wondering if there is any new movement outside? Or maybe reinforcements from our Zhenwu Holy Land have arrived?"

The tone of this sentry detective was somewhat full of surprise.

"Reinforcements?" Holy Lord Ningyan frowned lightly, "Our Holy Land is already short of manpower right now. The Holy Land headquarters is short of manpower, and the fortresses in various places are blocked by the rebels. Even those forces in the Zhenwu Divine Kingdom that did not join the rebels, even if some

Rushing for help cannot break through the blockade. Besides...what other forces are left in the Kingdom of God that can turn the tide and relieve the Holy Land from its difficulties?"

Holy Lord Ningyan is a little pessimistic. She is the Holy Lord of the Holy Land. She is quite familiar with the situation in the Eternal Kingdom and knows the situation of various forces in the Eternal Kingdom.

Holy Lord Ningyan does not believe that all these forces have defected to the rebels. But Holy Lord Ningyan does not believe that these forces can relieve the Holy Land's difficulties.

However, Miss Yu Ling suddenly said: "Master, could it be reinforcements from outside? Hasn't the Holy Land Headquarters already sent out requests for help to the surrounding Holy Lands?"

Lord Ningyan looked at the hopeful look on his beloved disciple's face, sighed softly, and said: "Ling'er, this rebellion, the forces of the ten major divine kingdoms have obviously formed a tacit understanding, and it seems to have been premeditated. Therefore,

Now among the ten holy places, many forces are unable to protect themselves."

Miss Yu Ling said: "Ling'er doesn't believe that all the ten holy places will fall? There must be other holy places that put down the rebellion first."

They are stationed in the base and don't know much about the rumors from the outside world.

A lot of information can't even reach them.

However, Holy Lord Ningyan received the news that the Eternal Divine Kingdom had put down the rebellion. However, she never dared to have too many expectations.

Because she knows that the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

However, Holy Lord Ningyan did not want to destroy the faith of his beloved disciple, so he nodded immediately: "Information shows that the Eternal Divine Kingdom has put down the rebellion."

Sure enough, the Rain Spirit Saint was immediately overjoyed: "Master, don't we have the best relationship with the Eternal Holy Land? If the Eternal Holy Land succeeds in quelling the chaos, they will definitely draw their swords to help, right?"

"Oh, I hope so. However, they are probably in chaos now. I don't know when they will wait for them to stabilize the situation before sending reinforcements?"

Holy Lord Ningyan was worried that their Zhenwu Holy Land would not be able to survive until that time.

And even if the Zhenwu Holy Land can barely hold on until then, who knows how big of a problem the reinforcements sent by the Eternal Holy Land can solve?

If the Eternal Holy Land only sends a few people here as a token token, how much impact will it have on the overall situation?

Holy Lord Ningyan sorted out his thoughts, eliminated all those distracting thoughts, and ordered the sentinel: "Continue to observe, and report immediately if there is any movement."

"Yes." The sentry turned around and left.

Both the master and the disciple were worried and returned inward.

"Ling'er, come here." Holy Lord Ningyan greeted.

The Rain Spirit Saint came forward and said in a low voice: "Master."

"Ling'er, this Jinzhong ancestor doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd. If the rebels launch an attack, the master will find an opportunity to send you out. Remember, as a master, whenever you have the opportunity, you will not look back.

Go back and leave, do you understand?"

The Holy Maiden of the Rain Ling asked for help, but she didn't respond. She just stirred the hem of her clothes.

"Why, you won't listen to my teacher's words?" Holy Lord Ningyan asked in a cold voice.

"No!" Saint Rain Ling's little head shook, "Master, we will be fine. Ling'er has been thinking just now that if the ancestor of Jinzhong wants to launch an attack, there is no reason for Ling'er to leave instead.

I guess something must have happened that forced them to leave."

The words of Saint Rain Spirit reminded Holy Lord Ningyan, causing Holy Lord Ningyan to fall into deep thought.

If the ancestor of Jinzhong really wanted to launch an attack, but there was no reason for him to walk away instead, what happened? Could it be a strategy to lure the enemy?

Saint Lord Ningyan has a relatively stable character, and the first thing she thought of was that Patriarch Jinzhong was using a strategy to lure the snake out of its hole.

However, they guard the elixir base, have the support of formations, and are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. From the perspective of the ancestors of Jinzhong, this is definitely not impossible to see.

The ancestor of Jinzhong would definitely not make that kind of judgment and felt that he could induce them to leave the base and take risks.

As the master and disciple were talking, suddenly, the sentinel hurried back, his face extremely excited, and he said with joy: "Lord Holy Master, the fight is starting, the fight is starting!"

(Eight chapters broke out today! This is the first chapter!)


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