If the losses in the entire southeast were finally totaled, it would probably be an extremely terrifying figure.
Zhao Shanhe was sitting at the headquarters, and he continued to receive feedback from the major guard halls, one by one with bad news.
Countless names, both familiar and unfamiliar, were avenged and sacrificed.
Many more have been reported missing.
Everyone knows what it means when a person who goes out to search and rescue disappears and cannot be found under such circumstances.
There are seventeen continents in the southeast, and hundreds of small towns guarding the main halls. News is constantly coming, and the number of deaths and missing people is constantly adding up.
It's getting bigger and bigger.
Zhao Shanhe could only feel that his heart was getting colder.
Every piece of news that comes is a blow to the commander-in-chief's heart!
So far, more than 30 million people in the southeast have survived through search and rescue operations.
But...the main guard halls plus the lost guards from the southeast headquarters, the current number is close to 10,000!
There are also a large number of people trapped in the snow and wind.
The remaining people waiting for rescue number at least tens of millions.
Scattered throughout the vast southeastern land in the wind and snow.
At the Southeast Headquarters, all the major leaders gathered in the Heroic Spirits Hall.
Silently looking at the familiar names in the smoke.
Everyone was silent.
This is a matter of sacrifice that requires no choice but must be faced.
How can the people outside not save them?
However, there are also small leaders of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church outside. In such a wind and snow, it is even more difficult to search and kill them.
As a martial arts master, it is not easy to save people in the wind and snow. And it is even more difficult to save ordinary people without force.
Even after the person is found, the rescue is successful and the return journey is slow, making it easier to be attacked and unable to escape.
But on the contrary... as martial arts masters, it is very easy for people of the Weaponic Orthodox Church to just kill people and cause destruction in the wind and snow!
They suddenly appeared, struck suddenly, killed with one blow, and flew away instantly without any scruples!
Huge advantages versus huge disadvantages!
Ordering to go out for search and rescue is tantamount to putting the lives of brothers into endless danger.
As long as you go out, life or death is not up to you.
But if they don’t go out...how long can ordinary people survive in the wind and snow? In some cases, if they go a few hours late, the entire village will be gone!
Stop going out for search and rescue! No one dares to give this order!
Continue all-out search and rescue! This order... requires so much courage and so much sacrifice!
And how far this natural disaster will last? No one can say for sure.
But one thing is certain: even if the blizzard stops, the snow that already exists on the ground will still cause endless trouble.
And these troubles cannot be eliminated even within a year.
What followed was floods, plagues, and poor harvests...
In the Hall of Heroes.
Zhao Shanhe stood with his hands behind his back, the incense candles were burning continuously, and in the smoke, the faces of the old brothers seemed to still be emerging one by one.
Kind, familiar, determined, fearless, no regrets!
"save!"
Zhao Shanhe said with a sullen face and his heart as if torn apart: "Yes, we may die. But so what? Isn't that what we defenders do?"
"If we watch a large number of people freeze to death and starve to death, then what use are we, the defenders, to have!?"
"Without this heavy snow, wouldn't we be fighting against the Solipsism? How would the fighting ever stop? How would the sacrifices ever stop!?"
Zhao Shanhe's voice was hoarse: "We are all dead, and new strength will naturally come in! However, we must do something, and the people must save us!"
"But the search and rescue team should try to maintain units of more than 100 people and not disperse any more. If the number is less than 100 people, contact and wait in place."
"Although there is the danger of being wiped out by the enemy, there is also the opportunity to fight and annihilate the enemy!"
The leaders of the Southeast Headquarters immediately straightened their backs!
"Follow the order!"
Zhao Shanhe looked at the memorial tablet of heroes and said hoarsely: "Even if I die, I will be reunited with these brothers again! What do you and I... have to fear?"
"When an official does not save the people, but only cares about his own body, how can we cope with the support that the people have given us for thousands of years?!"
"That's what the chief said!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
Suddenly the atmosphere exploded.
The sadness slowly subsided and was replaced by infinite majesty and awe!
The thoughts have been unified.
save!
Even if I die, I still have to save him!
The final word.
There was a sudden sound of wind outside, and then, there was a crazy explosion, and mountains and seas of evil energy fell from the sky.
Everyone suddenly turned their heads.
"Captain Fang is back!"
Someone is shouting.
Before he finished speaking, Fang Che had already entered the Heroes' Sacrifice Hall, covered in wind, snow and ice.
Smoke billows.
There are many spiritual tablets.
But Fang Che saw Shen Zhixuan's name at first sight.
Just like that skinny old man, still squatting there and smiling at himself.
It seems that he is still saying: Little monkey, you are back.
Fang Che endured tears all the way and finally burst into tears.
A pair of warm hands supported him.
It's An Ruoxing.
"Fang Che, it was me who got your teacher into trouble. He did it for me..."
An Ruoxing's voice was choked with sobs.
"It's not your fault."
There were tears in Fang Che's eyes, but he was conscious and said softly: "Teacher Shen did the right thing. If it were me, I would do the same thing!"
"Although we are reluctant to measure life by value, we must follow this rule when it comes to life and death on the battlefield."
"The southeast can lack a warrior with high cultivation level, but it cannot lack a commander who can coordinate the overall situation. I understand!"
Fang Che said in a low voice: "So, you don't have to blame yourself!"
"Teacher Shen will not die in vain. If you do more things for the people of Southeast Asia in the future, Teacher Shen will be worth it."
Talking in the mouth.
But my heart is tearing apart.
Yes, as Fang Che said, he understands. He really understands! And he must understand!
He didn't understand that it was not himself who was being insulted, but Teacher God.
But, after all, it is one’s own relatives who have been lost!
Who understands this kind of pain!
Fang Che walked to the coffin, slowly knelt down, took three sticks of incense in his hand, and held them quietly.
The cigarette lit up and merged into the blue smoke in the air.
He prayed devoutly.
Motionless.
Zhao Shanhe expected Fang Che to go crazy, but it didn't happen.
In Fang Che's heart, Teacher Shen spent his life fighting for the people and the mainland, and now he died protecting his comrades for the sake of justice.
A worthy death!
You can't go crazy yourself.
That would disgrace Teacher Shen.
Zhao Shanhe issued an order at the Heroes' Sacrifice Hall, and the southeast headquarters was to arrange the people in the city on each continent, maintain order in the city, and remove the snow in the city.
On the other hand, we continue to dispatch forces to search and rescue the southeast!
"Fang Che!"
Zhao Shanhe said: "You stay and keep vigil for your divine teacher all night."
"I'll leave in a minute."
Fang Che put three sticks of incense in the incense burner.
He took a few steps back, bowed deeply to the ground, and said solemnly: "Teacher Shen... now that he has time, he can wait. But what he devoted his life to, the people he was still trying to save until his death, have
Can’t wait any longer.”
The mist in his eyes kept rising.
Gritting his teeth, a cruel and cold smile appeared on his face, and said: "Besides, I'm afraid that Mu Feng of the Fate Sect...he can't wait!"
The grief and anger in Fang Che's heart turned into a roar like the door of hell opening and thousands of ghosts coming out.
"I'm afraid he can't wait!!!"
The mountains of resentment and hatred revealed in Fang Che's voice made everyone who heard it, even if they were in the same camp, couldn't help but shudder.
"Deputy Chief An."
Fang Che looked at the spiritual position of old man Shen with his eyes in trance, and stretched out his hand to one side: "Give me Teacher Shen's sword."
He took the sword and inserted the space ring into his backhand.
Then burn incense, make offerings, sit at the door of the Heroic Spirits Shrine Hall, close your eyes, and remain still quietly.
Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren came in to offer incense to the heroic spirits.
Then he sat next to Fang Che and wanted to talk to him.
But it feels like Fang Che now is like a piece of ice that refuses to melt.
Sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, paying no attention to anyone.
I couldn't even feel the temperature of my body or his breathing.
People came and went in the Heroic Spirits Sacrifice Hall, and defenders kept coming to worship, then turned around and walked out, heading back to the vast snowfield, the vast battlefield...
Feng Xiangdong sat with Xue Wanren for a while, and suddenly felt empty around him.
He turned around quickly and took a look.
However, he saw that Fang Che, who was by his side, had disappeared without knowing when.
…
"Tell Fang Che to avenge me!"
This is what Shen Zhixuan said to An Ruoxing, leaving it to himself.
Fang Che only felt that his heart had been burned, and his soul and consciousness were burning violently and exploding violently.
He galloped in the wind and snow.
The cold wind in front of him, the severe cold between heaven and earth, and the endless heavy snow could not extinguish the fire in his chest at all.
Not even a little bit weaker.
Instead, it's like ladles of oil constantly pouring on the fire!
Hai Wuliang! Mu Feng! Destiny Sect!
He didn't even return to Prince Fang's Mansion or the Inspection Hall. He just carried the murderous aura that was about to kill a hole in the sky, and came to the mountains and forests with the evil aura surging all the way.
He himself didn't even feel that amidst the boundless hatred and murderous aura, a certain bottleneck of the Hatred Heaven Sword was quietly breaking through and advancing quietly!
The Blood Smoker also seems to have received new nutrients and is quietly growing stronger.
The exercises of the Only Self Orthodox Sect, nourished by hatred and murderous aura that cannot be controlled by oneself, are indeed extremely effective.
After Fang Che felt the strange spiritual energy in his body, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.
Then he discovered that the Five Spirit Gu in his body was quietly growing stronger.
Sensing tremors of excitement.
However, he was immediately severely suppressed by Wuliang Sutra and continued to live and die happily...
He directly changed his appearance in the snow and turned into the appearance of a night devil.
Fang Che's whole body was shaken, and he activated his blood smoke hand.
Bloody mist suddenly rose around him.
I can no longer see my face.
Fang Che is in the air now. If someone encounters him, no one will think that he is a guardian!
The evil spirit is overwhelming.
Murderous aura roared in all directions.
Bloody smoke rises.
Full of weirdness and cruelty.
"Blood Smoke Hand, we have to think of a way to move forward."
With the Blood Smoke Hand behind him, Fang Che restrained his murderous aura and evil spirit, and headed directly across thousands of miles to the former site of the Night Demon Cult's headquarters.
It took three days from Fang Che's departure to his return.
For three days, everyone, including dragons, phoenixes, horses, cattle, sheep, and Mowu, was busy.
Venues are constantly being opened up.
The caves are being dug one by one.
According to Mo Wang: "This entire mountain is the main rudder! As long as it is properly arranged and continuously solidified with spiritual power, it will be indestructible."
"Any kind of venue can be opened up in the heart of the mountain."
"And we can reserve an escape tunnel that only our own people know."
"The number of people is not large, and the leader obviously doesn't want to build a palace."
"Besides, whether we transfer people from the Solipsistic Orthodox Church or recruit people from the local area, it is too far away, too inefficient, and there is a possibility of leaking secrets."
"It's better to do it all by yourself, it'll just be a little more tiring."
"When it takes shape, the leader will directly cover it with a protective formation, and then the divine power of the Centipede will naturally solidify, making it impregnable. It is much more reassuring than any palace construction!"
"Moreover, it is a big mountain, so it doesn't attract anyone's attention. It would be better if the entrances and exits for daily access should be set up in hidden places such as cliffs..."
Long Yikong put forward his opinion: "What if there are family members moving in in the future? How will we live surrounded by cliffs?"
"Why do the family members care so much?"
Mo Wang rolled his eyes: "If you fall to death, just fall to death. People who have no cultivation are not qualified to live in it! You still don't understand what the leader means?"
Everyone nodded silently.
"That's right. The leader is indeed a person who can do any cruel things."
"The key now is... what to do with our teaching base. The leader does not allow the massacre of civilians, so do we have to attack the guard hall to replenish blood?"
Ma Qianli raised this urgent issue.
"This is something the teacher should consider."
Mo Wu, who was constantly beating large tracts of rocks into stone powder, stopped, looked at everyone with his gray eyes, and said softly: "Perhaps you have only worked within the sect before, and have not experienced this kind of situation under one person from the subordinate sect.
It’s a good time, but I’m a few years older, and it’s the beginning of the sect and it needs manpower, so I would like to offer you a few words of mercy.”
Mo Wang's cold eyes flashed with coldness: "But from now on, I may not be able to say that."
"In the subordinate sect, since you choose to follow the leader of the Night Demon, then... ask less questions, make less suggestions, and act in accordance with the leader's wishes. Even if you don't understand or understand, you must do it."
"As for why...how can there be so many reasons?"
Mo Wu looked at the five people and said calmly: "Asking so many whys and asking so many what to do is because you were beaten too little!"
"Idiot! All five of you are!"
Mo Wu scolded him unceremoniously.
Just as Mo Wang said, he himself is not so kind, but the establishment of a sect requires manpower, and Mo Wang himself is the oldest and has the highest cultivation level. He also needs to establish his own status, so he would like to mention something today.
"This means that there are only a few of us down here. You have been around the world for so long and have worked so much with others. Who has ever given you some guidance? Aren't you all enlightened by yourself? You expect others to teach you the truth... Naive, we are in a situation where
What kind of environment is this? All of them have no brains at all!"
"When the leader needs us to discuss, he raises questions and throws them out. At that time, you have plenty of time to talk! Except for that time, everyone should keep their mouths shut!"
"Otherwise, I won't even know how I died!"
Mo Wan snorted: "One more thing, let me remind you that the leader has just died and his elder is in a bad mood. If anyone is not afraid of death, feel free to say more. Anyway, it will definitely not be me who dies."
"Keep your mouth shut, not only can you get promoted, but you can also live a long life."
Mo Wang looked at the dragon, phoenix, horse, cattle and sheep with a sneer.
The five people were silent for a while, and stopped what they were doing at the same time: "Thank you, Mr. Mo!"
"Don't thank me."
Mo Wang waved his hands quickly: "At least don't thank me until the leader assigns duty officers. Otherwise, before the leader has arranged it, I, Mo Wang, have already started to form a clique. Isn't that just asking for death?"
Five people laughed at the same time.
Although Mo Wang's words were stating the facts, they also served as another reminder to the five people.
"Hurry up and work. No matter what, you must first build the leader's bedroom, study, main hall, martial arts field, spiritual energy room, etc."
"Then public facilities will be done first, and then our own will be done last."
Everyone was talking while working.
"Mr. Mo, you are so awesome at how you do this. You can do this architectural drawing, this, this... this is really not something that ordinary people can do."
Feng Wanxia was very surprised: "Are you still studying this?"
Mo Xiaoxiao's heart felt like death: "Our Mo family has been facing threats of life and death for many years since the two ancestors died in the battle... Saving life has been engraved in the bones. Many times, we have cut open mountains for future generations to hide in.
Go hide, to be honest, I am really familiar with this trick..."
When he mentioned something sad about Mo Wang, everyone hurriedly shut up.
After a long time, Long Yikong finally couldn't help it: "Old Mo, how many people in your Mo family...are there now?"
Immediately, Long Yikong was dug into Feng Wanxia's flesh with her nails.
Suddenly, his whole body convulsed with pain, and he became furious: "What are you doing?!"
Mo sighed and said: "There are less than twenty, two of them are old servants, eight women, and... five boys and three girls who are no more than ten years old."
"But I don't have the martial arts qualifications, so I came out and gave it a last try."
Mo Wang sighed deeply and said: "As warriors, you know that some people's qualifications can be replenished, their essence can be washed, their marrow can be washed, and they can be beaten hard with the treasures of genius and earth. But some people, even if they are soaked in the immortal
It’s useless in the palace.”
Long Yikong and others felt very sad about this.
Of course he knows this martial arts waste.
"But these boys in the family, although they are useless, they still have to keep them, and we hope that they will continue the family line and continue the bloodline..."
Don't sigh in vain: "Maybe the offspring will be born with good qualifications?"
Everyone sighed together: "Brother Mo, it's not easy for you either."
"It's not easy."
Mo Wang chuckled: "After I die, the rest of the family will basically wait to starve to death. Now even our enemies will no longer target our family, because... there is no threat at all."
There is no more topic to talk about.
Chatting to death.
"Work and watch out for unscrupulous attacks from the sea."
The six of them just kept working.
It has to be said that saint-level masters work very quickly. They allocate most of their energy to guard against surprise attacks while working, and they are still very fast.
Bypassing the stone pillars drawn by Mo Huan, he turned large blocks of stones in the heart of the mountain into powder.
Ma Qianli, Niu Baizhan, and Yang Jiucheng continued to act as cleaners, carrying the stone powder out again and again and throwing it under the cliff on the other side of the mountain.
Each time, the three of them acted together to avoid attacks.
It's like moving a small mountain at a time.
The evening of the third day.
While I was working urgently, there was an awe-inspiring sound.
Fang Che landed here.
"Leader! I will wait for you to see the leader!"
Fang Che walked in with a sullen face.
His mood had reached the extreme low point, but he still felt that he was shocked because, in the heart of the mountain, there was already something decent.
But he didn't go in at all.
Instead, he directly ordered: "Everyone, come out! This is it."
Call everyone out, then quickly go around the mountain to place the formation jade, and put it away quickly.
Fang Che directly used the Great Seal of the Cult Leader, the spiritual energy spurted out, and the Five Spirit Gu suddenly rushed out. An invisible sky net fell to the ground in an instant and disappeared.
Only in one corner was a dark hole.
It's like, a mouth.
The blood after killing people is poured in from here, so that the formation base can be truly formed. When it is completely filled to the brim, the true protective formation can be formed!
On the day it takes shape, this mouth will disappear instantly and become invisible.
The six people looked at the leader and decided on the teaching location very hastily.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
Fang Che reached out and touched the mouth on the ground, and found a small conical barrel in his hand.
Dark red, exuding an infinite evil aura.
This is the Blood Collector of the Guardian Formation.
The Five Spirit Gu flew out of the body automatically, settled on the cone, and sent a soul message to Fang Che.
Fang Che pulled out the Underworld Sword, exuding murderous aura. The conical barrel covered the tip of the sword, and then an inexplicable aura emitted.
"You six, all use your own weapons to connect with the blood bucket."
"Walk!"
The six of them drew their weapons at the same time.
Placing it on the conical keg, it feels like your weapon is connected to the keg, which is very strange.
"This is the arrangement of God Centipede. From now on until the end of the formation of the protective formation, every person you kill during this period, as long as there is a bleeding wound on the body, all the blood will automatically enter this blood bucket. Come back and pour it in
This hole can slowly create the base of the formation and the formation of the protective formation!"
Fang Che looked at the bucket of blood in his hand, his eyes inexplicable.
"I see."
Although everyone is a solipsistic person, it is their first time to see such magical things and magical things, and they can't help but be amazed.
"alright!"
Fang Che gave an order and stood up with murderous intent: "Let's go! Follow me and kill people!"
The golden horned dragon roars out!
Mo Wang, dragons, phoenixes, horses, cattle and sheep followed closely behind them, and the goose-winged guard battle formation flashed away in the wind and snow.
An inexplicable terrifying murderous intention suddenly spread across the world.