161. No matter what you think, I'll be fine (5th monthly ticket)
At the same time as Yun Mo took action, Taoist Zhichen smiled slightly, and then disappeared into the air with Xiang Yun.
The green light in the desert fell like rain, sweeping away the enemies attacking the mountain.
Everyone in the villa suddenly burst into cheers when they saw Yunmo's gun blades raining down.
Naturally, everyone in the same sect also heard the news that Yun Mo and others were killed.
They could only send people to inquire about the information themselves, while at the same time trying to prevent the outside world from prying on them.
As for the situation of Yun Mo and others, all the fellow disciples were extremely worried.
Now Yun Mo is like a divine soldier descending from the sky, turning the tide and sweeping away the invading enemies. Everyone in Qingxia Villa is pleasantly surprised.
When Yun Mo returned to the villa, he saw a woman using a steel gun as a crutch to support her body.
But her face was as pale as paper, without any trace of blood.
"Senior brother, you are back." Feng Yao, the owner's wife and a proud disciple of Qingxia Villa, said with a slight smile.
But the next moment, the person fell backwards.
Yun Mo quickly fell down and hugged her, and then ordered: "Clean up the debris at the bottom of the mountain, and prepare the car immediately!"
Everyone in Qingxia Villa was busy doing what they were told.
"I will take my wife to Chang'an for treatment and will return later."
Yun Mo told everyone: "Everyone should keep a low profile first to avoid being angered by the Eastern Tang Dynasty royal family. The potential dangers nearby have been dealt with this time. I believe we can be stable for a while."
"Brother, have you heard that Dean Hong of White Horse Academy also died in Chang'an?" asked a fellow student in the villa.
"good."
Yun Mo nodded: "Not only Hong Xiao, but also Li Xuannian from the Eastern Tang Dynasty."
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
Is it difficult for even a strong man in the Ninth Realm to get out of Chang'an City?
How terrible is this city?
The owner of the village chose to lead everyone to surrender to Chang'an. In addition to Chang'an having Feng Yao's life-saving medicine, this city is also really strong.
It seems that things are really going to change in Dongtang.
The Li family dynasty may need to change its owner.
I believe it is not too late for Qingxia Villa to make a choice now.
The only problem is to beware of the final madness of the Eastern Tang royal family and drag others into the same trap.
"If someone from the royal family comes to recruit me, they will tell me that I am taking my wife out to seek medical advice."
Yun Mo finally explained: "If it doesn't work, don't rely on your strength and come with them to Chang'an. People in the Eastern Tang Dynasty don't know that place at all. I will ask Mr. Wu Yun to be accommodating and rescue everyone."
"I understand, senior brother, please be careful." The leader who stayed in the villa clasped his fists and saluted.
Yunmo clasped his fists in return, then drove the carriage, took his wife, and quickly set off on the road.
Taoist Zhichen followed them quietly in mid-air and returned to Chang'an together.
He also wanted to try his best to avoid alarming the Eastern Tang Dynasty and avoid its final madness before its collapse.
They traveled in a light and low-key manner. Halfway through, Yunmo even gave up the carriage and carried his wife Feng Yao on his back, carefully avoiding Dong Tang's spies.
The good news for them is that as Chang'an's army expands to all directions, Yunzhong County and Longnan County are gradually brought under their control, which expands the scope of Chang'an's rule and allows them to enter Chang'an territory as soon as possible.
With the defeat of Li Xuannian and others, it was difficult for the Eastern Tang Dynasty to hold on in Hexi, Yunzhong, Longnan and other counties.
In order to avoid greater losses, the old prince Li Dong and others in Hexi County were forced to evacuate Hexi.
If they don't leave, they will be completely blocked here.
Previously, Hexi, Longnan, Yunzhong and other places surrounded Longbei County, where Chang'an is located.
But now, these places have been assigned to Chang'an, and there is no room for Li Dong and others to move around.
The entire Hexi County was brought under the control of Chang'an City at this moment.
Yunmo took his wife all the way to Chang'an.
Feng Yao's injuries worsened due to the previous fight against the enemy attacking the mountain and the bumps on the road.
The seventh-level warrior is extremely strong, but now she is dying, as if the wind can blow her down.
However, when she arrived in Chang'an City and took a "miracle medicine", her whole body instantly became energetic and energetic again.
On the contrary, her husband Yun Mo was so frightened that his heart almost skipped a beat, thinking that she was having a comeback.
After it was confirmed that his wife was fine and all her injuries were healed instantly, Yun Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Thank you, Mr. Xie, for saving my wife." Yun Mo saluted Mr. Wu Yun.
Mr. Wuyun said calmly: "Remember what you said before."
The other party wants to thank you, but it's really hard to talk about it.
After all, the person who injured Feng Yao was Ao Kong.
But for Yunmo, facing Chang'an at this moment, he could only feel grateful.
Even if he knew that Ao Kong was in the city, it would be difficult for him to pursue him.
"The villa is far away from Chang'an and relocation is not easy. Senior, can you allow me, Qingxia, to temporarily hide in the hinterland of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and then raise troops to support me when Chang'an officially attacks the Eastern Tang Dynasty in the future?" Yun Mo asked Mr. Wu Yun for instructions.
"Okay." Mr. Wu Yun said, "Just one of you and your wife can stay here."
Before Yun Mo could speak, Feng Yao said first: "I will go back to the villa to take care of him. Senior brother, you stay here and serve Chang'an to repay the great kindness of my senior."
Yun Mo was a little worried about Feng Yao, but after thinking about it, he finally bowed to Mr. Wu Yun: "Senior, can you stay in Chang'an?"
"Okay." Mr. Wu Yun waved his hand casually: "If you stay in the city, you must abide by the rules of the city. Do you understand?"
"Yes, senior." Yun Mo and Feng Yao said goodbye. They had just reunited and were about to part again, so they couldn't help but be reluctant to leave.
But in the end, Feng Yao left and returned to Qingxia Villa, while Yunmo stayed in Chang'an.
Next, unless it is particularly necessary, he will complete some secret work like Taoist Zhichen rather than appear in public.
Their cultivation in the eighth realm is extremely advanced. If they wanted to hide their whereabouts, few people in the entire Eastern Tang Dynasty would be able to discover it.
After Mr. Wu Yun sent Yun Mo and his wife away in Tianshu Hall, Zhang Dongyun projected him to the other side.
In the Hall of Heavenly Punishment, in an abyss dungeon, the highest-level prisoners in Chang'an City are imprisoned.
Hong Xiao, the Ninth Realm Great Confucian and Dean of White Horse Academy.
"Evil heretics."
Hong Xiao looked calm at the moment, and when he saw Mr. Wu Yun appear in the cell, he scolded him.
Mr. Wu Yun looked calm and showed no anger, and just said lightly: "Do you think it is humiliating to keep you here?"
He and Hong Xiao looked at each other: "Then next, you have to be more polite and polite."
Hong Xiao was equally calm, with no mood swings: "If you have any means, just use them."
Mr. Wu Yun walked around him: "I know that in the minds of people like you, suffering some punishment is nothing.
On the contrary, these mean your glory, which will make you feel more noble, and even give you a sense of accomplishment and honor of sacrificing yourself as a martyr.
A little torture is just a sign of the enemy's incompetence, which means that they cannot subdue your spirit or refute your reasoning, they are just incompetent and furious.
In fact, the more it tortures you, the more you feel invincible.
Ordinary scholars are afraid of being infamy for thousands of years and leaving stains on history books, but you don't care about your reputation after your death, you only care about whether you follow the principles in your own heart, right?"
"Devil, you don't have to waste any time talking."
Hong Xiao said quietly.
He didn't care about the other party's analysis of him, he just regarded it as a rhetorical trick to defeat his own will.
"Do you think I am irritating you with my words?"
Mr. Wu Yun shook his head: "You are thinking too much, I just want to tell you..."
He came to Hong Xiao, and the two sides were close at hand:
"You can go wherever you want, I don't care."
Hong Xiao frowned slightly.
Mr. Wuyun smiled:
"Whatever I tell you to do, you do it. You complete the task I gave you to the letter. As for what you think in your heart, why should I care about it?"
Hong Xiao said coldly: "You are dreaming."
Mr. Wu Yun didn't feel dissatisfied, he just raised his head and thought: "Let's separate Longling first and officially build a north-south avenue."
Hong Xiao wanted to say that the other party was wishful thinking.
But the next moment, he realized that he was completely out of control.
The torture instruments disappeared automatically, and Hong Xiao walked out of the cell step by step.
Leaving prison does not mean regaining freedom.
At least not for the current Dean Hong, certainly not.
He couldn't help but come to Longling.
Then, Wenhua's talent condensed his huge brush, stroke by stroke, and began to carve out mountains and stones.
A cultivator of the Ninth Realm is here to open a road, which is naturally different from ordinary road construction.
Ordinary people just meet Lin Kailu and build bridges when encountering water.
Practitioners in the middle and lower realms excavate stones, move places, fill lakes and rivers, or drill caves and construct tunnels.
Hong Xiao's creation of a mountain at this moment was a real one, in a literal sense.
Using his ninth-level magical power, he split the mountain peaks in front of him and opened a road from the bottom of the mountain!
Naturally, Hong Xiao could not directly flatten the mountain peaks, move mountains and seas, and instantly transform the terrain of Longling like Zhang Dongyun did.
He could only dig in bit by bit.
Zhang Dongyun doesn't care about his slowness.
The old man worked hard slowly.
Maybe it won’t be long before a companion comes to accompany you?
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun was thinking and looking into the distance.
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On the land of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, where the Qingyun Temple Gate is located, everyone is coming and going in a hurry at this moment, with serious expressions.
In the battle of Jinzhou Prefecture at the junction of Longbei County and Yunzhong County, no one from Qingyun Temple participated.
But the news has already reached them.
Hong Xiao, the dean of White Horse Academy who was in the ninth level with his own temple master, also left and never came back. This made many Qingyun Temple disciples who had maintained an optimistic attitude before feel heavy in their hearts.
That Chang'an City is so powerful?
My elder, Taoist Cangye, is still trapped in Chang'an City.
Qingyun Temple, what should we do?
Inside the temple, several elders came to the quiet room in the stone house on the back mountain to ask to see the master of the temple, Qingye Zhenren.
"Brother Headmaster, with Chang'an, we still need to come out with the secret chamber regulations as soon as possible." Someone said softly.
Qingye Zhenren closed his eyes and meditated without saying a word.
The people around him also became quiet and waited quietly for the viewer’s decision.
After a long time, Master Qingye slowly opened his eyes.
He took out a piece of yellow paper and wrote on it with cinnabar.