"If Hu Ming seeks refuge in Chang'an City, Chang'an City will inevitably protect him." He Zhen said: "Brother Yingming might as well join us and work together as one."
Hu Yingjie glanced at the faces of Zhao Ning, He Zhen, and Zheng Yuan, and finally said: "Let's find out the situation first."
"Of course." After He Zhen and others met with the Hu family's disciples led by Hu Yingjie, they gathered together and joined forces.
They first arrived at the seat of Longbei County.
Officials from the Eastern Tang Dynasty have been waiting here for a long time: "You have come out of great righteousness to save Longbei. I am deeply grateful."
"No need to be polite, tell us what you know." Zhao Ning said calmly.
The officials of the Eastern Tang Dynasty opposite quickly ordered people to fetch many maps and arranged for someone to serve as a guide.
A group of people set off immediately to follow the map.
At this moment, Longbei County has gradually formed a trend of relocating to Chang'an.
Although a considerable number of people are still waiting and watching, there are too many displaced people affected by the disaster, who are homeless and have no food and clothing.
With the intention that nothing could be worse, a considerable number of the refugees, like the first batch, went to Chang'an City under the arrangements of the people in Chang'an.
On the road leading to Qinzhou, from time to time you can see countless people with sallow faces and thin muscles, rushing on their way in a hurry.
There was a vague desire for life on everyone's numb faces.
On the ridge beside the road, a scholar in Tsing Yi stood with his hands behind his back.
"Finally we're on the ground in Qinzhou." Xu Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Jiezhi is assisted by the disciples of the Chen family, and Guo Zi is assisted by disciples of the Hanshan sect.
He is the only one who has no trusted soldiers under his command.
However, after so many days of hard work, he is confident that his performance is no worse than Chen Jiezhi and Guo Zizhi.
Under Xu Xingzhi's hand, there was gradually a group of people who obeyed his orders. Under his guidance, the refugees gathered together and merged into a huge flow of people in front of them, pouring into Qinzhou Mansion and towards Longling Mountain.
Xu Xingzhi was even more happy when he remembered that the old demon of blood shadow had mentioned that there were already a lot of people and the recruitment could be slowed down gradually.
Once this errand is done, I believe Mr. Wu Yun will give him the opportunity to manage civil affairs and show his ambition.
However, the closer the critical moment came, the more Xu Xingzhi did not dare to relax, urging his men to take good care of the refugees and not to leave them behind.
As he hurried on, he suddenly felt an ominous sign in his heart.
Xu Xingzhi almost subconsciously turned his head and looked to the side.
He saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar dressed similarly to him in the distance, slowly walking towards him.
"It turns out to be Mr. He." Xu Xingzhi took a deep breath and recognized the other person.
He Zhen walked towards Xu Xingzhi step by step: "Although we haven't seen you for a few days, you should know that we have been looking for you."
He came to the hill where Xu Xingzhi was and stood side by side with Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi looked back at the road down the mountain, where people seemed to be moving like ants moving.
"These people have all suffered from famine. Mr. He is also a scholar and believes that he has the virtue of a good life."
Xu Xingzhi asked: "Can I escort them to Chang'an to ensure that they receive disaster relief, and then reconnect with Mr. He?"
He Zhen also looked at the flow of people at the foot of the mountain: "Disaster relief? Isn't it a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth? You are collaborating with the devil, deceiving these people, and doing harm to others in the name of saving people's lives. How can He let you go?"
Xu Xingzhi frowned.
He was not allowed to speak again, but He Zhen already spoke, reciting poems.
Suddenly, there were dozens of dark lines between the sky and the earth, turning into dozens of black pillars, criss-crossing like a cage, trying to seal Xu Xingzhi away.
The He family is a Confucian family. Compared with other Confucian holy places such as Baima Academy, they are more rigid and pay attention to legal principles and rules when studying the classics.
Now He Zhen takes action, strictly, but full of pressure.
Xu Xingzhi splashed ink, manifesting the mountain peak, holding up the falling cage to resist it.
But soon, those black pillars, like blades, neatly split the peaks manifested by Xu Xingzhi's pen and ink, and continued to cover him in all directions.
The enemy is a great scholar in the seventh realm. He is very knowledgeable about things and has a thorough understanding of the flaws and weaknesses of his magical powers. He penetrates them and easily resolves his magical powers.
Seeing that the cage was getting tighter and tighter, trying to completely trap him, Xu Xingzhi took a deep breath and slowly started writing.
This time, the scholar in Tsing Yi wrote something other than poetry.
But only one word.
"Walk".
After writing this word, Xu Xingzhi's figure flashed in mid-air, and it was so strange that it came out of the prison made by He Zhen.
He Zhen watched the other party leave with surprise on his face.
With his cultivation to the realm of knowledge, he couldn't see how the other party could escape for a moment. He only felt that the word Xu Xingzhi wrote seemed completely different from the past.
Xu Xingzhi didn't care about the flow of people down the mountain at this moment, he just wanted to get out first.
It's beyond his ability right now, so he can only ask Mr. Wu Yun to handle it.
He Zhen immediately chased Xu Xingzhi.
But at this moment, a streak of blood suddenly streaked across the sky.
Blood rain fell from the sky, forcing He Zhen to stop and quickly get out of the way.
A blood phoenix appeared in the sky and then turned into a human form.
It is the old demon of blood shadow.
Before Xu Xingzhi could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw four figures flashing from all directions.
One of them was Zhao Ning, the vice president of White Horse Academy whom he was familiar with.
"Master Zhao..." Xu Xingzhi sighed softly.
"This title is unnecessary."
Zhao Ning's expression was solemn and cold: "You are no longer a student of Baima. I don't think you have many evil deeds in the past, and the academy has not cleaned up the family. But if you encourage evil today, you will destroy yourself."
She only glanced at Xu Xingzhi, and then her eyes fell on the old demon of blood shadow: "Right now, I have to deal with this demon first. Xu Xingzhi, if you don't die in the hands of Mr. He later, I will clean up the white horse."
Portal."
The old demon of blood shadow was stunned when he heard this: "It's just you, do you still want to go against me?"
"Old devil, you have been hiding for decades. You have hidden enough. You must know that the sky net is vast and there is no leakage."
Zhao Ning said coldly: "Today, you can't escape anymore."
The old demon of blood shadow sneered: "You should be lucky that I have followed Your Majesty these years, cultivated my moral character, and stayed out of foreign affairs. Otherwise, if your bottle was not half full, I would have sent you to the West a long time ago."
"If I take you in, you are nothing more than an evil sect."
Zhao Ning's tone was indifferent: "The so-called Chang'an is just a devil's cave. You can only deceive ordinary people."
Xu Xingzhi shook his head: "Dean Zhao... you are wrong. Chang'an is a place far superior to the Eastern Tang Dynasty."
"Why bother talking to stubborn people?"
While He Zhen was speaking, he took out his pen, ink and paper and started writing quickly.
Like condensed thick ink, pieces of black solid material quickly manifested.
"That's right, it's better for my subordinates to see the truth." Zheng Yuan, the elder of the Zheng family who had been silent previously, was faster than He Zhen and was the first to rush towards the old demon of blood shadow.
Zhao Ning was also unambiguous. He chanted poems and exchanged words with each other, turning them into sharp knives. They were as dense as a heavy rain, and he also attacked the old demon of blood shadow.
The old devil laughed wildly, lost his human form, and transformed into a blood phoenix. He spread his wings and swallowed Zhao Ning's sword directly.
Zheng Yuan used the secret knowledge of the Zheng family to shake the mountain, and used his unique skill of pushing the mountain palm. He raised his hands and feet, and his strength was so great that it seemed like he could move mountains and seas.
The blood phoenix let out a long and shrill cry, with countless blood threads flying around its body, entangling Zheng Yuan.
Zheng Yuan found that he had great strength, but it was difficult to use it.
Not only that, countless bloodshot threads were recycled, trying to drag him towards the Blood Phoenix.
Zheng Yuan intuitively felt that there was an extremely dangerous abyss.
He shouted in a deep voice and stood firm, standing as firm as a mountain, even those bloodshot threads could not drag him down.
But as a result, the previous initiative suddenly turned into passivity, and was suppressed by the old demon of blood shadow.
The old demon of blood shadow fights one against two and never loses.
Zhao Ning and others were all shocked.
Although this old demon is in the seventh realm, his demonic skills are so exquisite that they are vaguely superior to those of White Horse Academy and the Zheng family's unique skills.
The old demon of blood shadow was able to do it with ease, but Xu Xingzhi on the other side felt uncomfortable.
With his cultivation in the sixth realm, he could not gain the upper hand against He Ning who was in the seventh realm.
Seeing how tyrannical the old demon of blood shadow was, He Ning's expression became more and more serious.
Facing Xu Xingzhi, who was weaker than him, he did not hold back at all and used all his strength in order to capture him as soon as possible, and then go to assist Zhao Ning and Zheng Yuan.
A large number of ink blocks condensed and seemed to form a high wall.
Xu Xingzhi's attacks landed on the high wall and were blocked, making it difficult to break through.
And He Zhen kept taking action, and "walls of ink" appeared one after another.
Xu Xingzhi knew that this was the foundation of the He family's family tradition.
There are many Confucian classics, and countless scholars have studied and studied them.
Different academies or Confucian families will form their own classic doctrines.
It is similar to the philosophy of White Horse Academy, which is called "peace of mind".
Not every student of White Horse Academy can understand it, but those who understand it can more easily concentrate and comprehend the truth if they practice regularly.
In the process of fighting with the enemy, you will not be easily affected by the opponent's mind. At the same time, your cultural talents will flow smoothly and will not be easily interrupted by interference.
The philosophy of the Cheng family is called "accumulation and development".
Regular practice makes it easier to accumulate cultural talent.
When fighting against others, less talent and talent are consumed.
The principle of the He family is called "everything is stable".
The four legal principles and eight rules have been established to build a strong city and a high wall that cannot be broken down except by those of a higher level.
It is extremely safe to deal with enemies whose level is lower than your own, and there is almost no possibility of overturning.
People in the same realm can protect themselves, but it is difficult to break them.
At present, He Zhen has erected eight "ink walls", and with four more falling, Xu Xingzhi has no room to escape.
But just as the ninth ink wall was about to be formed, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind He Zhen.
He Zhen resisted the invasion of the black shadow, and the condensation of the ninth ink wall was interrupted.
He looked back and saw that the black figure was a big dark bat.
However, as the Dark Bat appeared, thunderbolts suddenly struck from the distance, pointing directly at the Dark Bat.
It is Hu Yingjie, the elder of the Hu family.
He used the unique skill of the Hu family, Thunder Kick, and it was like a chain of thunderbolts, unstoppable.
The big dark bat had no choice but to fly to avoid it.
In mid-air, he transformed back into a human form, revealing Hu Ming's face.
"Uncle Seven..."
As soon as Hu Ming opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the other party.
The heavy leg that exploded like thunder instantly traveled across the distance of space and landed in front of his eyes.
Hu Ming's body was kicked and torn into pieces, turning into a fragmented black shadow.
Then the scattered black shadows condensed on the side, reappearing the dark bat.
Hu Ming was targeted by his clan uncle. His cultivation in the sixth realm was difficult for him to compete with his opponent in the seventh realm. He was unable to protect himself and could no longer help Xu Xingzhi.
He Zhen pressed forward step by step, and the ninth ink wall fell down.
But immediately a blood phoenix fluttered its wings and smashed the ink wall into pieces.
But just a moment later, Zhao Ning from White Horse Academy and Zheng Yuan from the Zheng family caught up with the old demon of blood shadow, not giving him a chance to help Xu Xingzhi get out of the siege.
In mid-air, the battlefield was in chaos.
The people at the foot of the mountain looked up at the sky blankly, looking at the tragic scene that seemed to be the end of the world.
The panicked crowd gradually began to disperse, and there were signs of running away.
In the sky, the old demon of blood shadow helped Hu Ming and Xu Xingzhi from time to time, but overall, he gradually fell into a disadvantage and became more and more passive.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more unfavorable, an arrow suddenly flew from the direction of Longling.
He Zhen's expression changed slightly, and he quickly evaded, but was still almost scratched by the arrow.
While he was still in shock, the man who fired the arrow had already rushed over.
He Zhen also knows the person coming.
Chen Jiezhi of the Chen family.
He also recognized the other party's martial arts style, the Wind and Cloud Palm.
However, a fierce murderous aura suddenly burst out from the blazing tornado.
The opponent's punch landed with unparalleled sharpness, as if it could kill a real dragon.
He Zhen was caught off guard and was almost seriously injured by the punch.
The ink wall continuously resisted and was continuously broken by the opponent.
Why do you really take the opportunity to avoid it when it is so dangerous?
Chen Jiezhi continued his offensive, using his Dragon-Slaying Fist and then hitting Hu Yingjie's Thunder Kick head-on.
As a result, Chen Jiezhi's figure stood in mid-air and only swayed slightly.
Hu Yingjie's right leg was shaken violently, and he flew backwards.
With the old demon of blood shadow and Chen Jiezhi fighting one against two at the same time, they took down the four seventh-level masters in one breath. Xu Xingzhi and others could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The children of the Chen family who came with Chen Jiezhi quickly gathered the fleeing people together with Xu Xingzhi and Hu Ming.
But at this time, the disciples of the four factions who followed Zhao Ning and others also intervened in the war.
In addition to the four leaders of the seventh realm, there are also masters of the fifth and sixth realms on the opposite side.
Xu Xingzhi and others could only fight and retreat.
Although the old demon of blood shadow wanted to put an end to the enemy, he thought of Zhang Dongyun's instructions, so he still had to endure it and worked with Chen Jiezhi to protect the others.