On the cross surface of Hua Siwang's flying Dharma Treasure huge blade, as the number of monks continues to increase, the size of its Dharma Treasure is constantly being transformed and enlarged.
It is now ten feet wide and thirty feet in size, so even if the number of monks has reached nearly a hundred, standing on it still does not seem too crowded.
"I heard that after the Taixuan Sect was captured, most of its elite disciples were still preserved. They went all the way north and joined the other three sects. That's why we were called together to defend against the enemy."
A monk with a heavy eyebrow whispered to several monks beside him. These monks were all composed of Rogue Cultivator, including Li Yan.
People like them gathering together to chat can be found everywhere on this giant blade.
Li Yan listened to their whispers. Now with the increase in the number of monks and the increasing number of monks around, more and more monks know the news. So as long as these monks don't say words that break Rogue Person's heart, Hua Siwang is too lazy to pay attention to them now.
"Yes, I have heard a little about what Fellow Daoist Liang said. Now I heard that the enemy has launched a large-scale attack and is beginning to seize the Yinmo Cliff crack. Therefore, based on the Yinmo Cliff crack, several fronts have been formed thousands of miles forward. We should be heading to one of these fronts."
Another monk, who was slightly fat, kept circling each other with his hands and fingers, twisting his stubby fingers together, showing a trace of uneasiness in his heart.
Several other people listened, and some of them heard this news for the first time, like Li Yan. Those people couldn't help but cheer up, but Li Yan remained silent.
He lowered his head and carefully considered the amount of information in the other party's words. After thinking for a while, he looked up at Hua Siwang, who was sitting cross-legged in the front, and then suddenly asked in a low voice.??
"Fellow Daoist Zhou actually knew that several battle lines were formed ahead. So, does Daoist Zhou know how many enemies there are? What level of cultivation has the leader achieved?"
"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Jiang just asked the doubts in my heart. We are not as well-informed as Fellow Daoist Zhou, and we have many friends. This question is the key point. Fellow Daoist Zhou should know..."
"Yes, yes, this is what we want to know..."
Li Yan As soon as he finished speaking, several people around him echoed.
But they still dare not mention the word "Devil Race" and only dare to use "those enemies" to express their meaning. They are all just Foundation Establishment monks. They are most concerned about the number of Devil Race and their cultivation level.
The strength of the other party truly determines their fate.
The slightly fat monk surnamed Zhou hesitated for a moment and then replied in a low voice with some embarrassment.
"I just heard some rumors. After word of mouth spread, some words may not be counted. After all, those who know the situation specifically
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Everyone is at the front.
However, since the four major sects have deployed several defensive locations, the number of 'those people' will not be too small. As for the opponent's cultivation, think about the Taixuan Sect..."
After talking about it later, the monk surnamed Zhou looked around nervously, especially Hua Siwang in front of him, who actually switched to the sound transmission method. However, Hua Siwang in front of him still crossed his legs and closed his eyes, as if the old god was there, so the monk surnamed Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he said these words, several people gathered around him. Although they were not satisfied with the answer, they thought of the second half of what the monk surnamed Zhou had said, and at the same time they felt a sense of sadness in their hearts, but they did not dare to show it on their faces.
Li Yan After hearing this, he began to weigh the truth and falsehood of the other party's words in his heart, and quietly stopped talking.
Over the past few days, Li Yan has also received a lot of news from these people. One of them is that most of the four major sects have also gone to the vicinity of the Yinmo Cliff crack to lead the requisitioned monks under their jurisdiction;
Secondly, in this invasion of Devil Race, the top combat power is very likely to be the existence of the Demon Commander level, otherwise the Taixuan Sect would not have been broken.
As for other more news, it is extremely messy, with all kinds of favorable and unfavorable news everywhere, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false for a while.
However, judging from these two points, Li Yan knew that he was right to follow Hua Siwang this time. With Master Wei Zhongran's status in the sect, such great changes had taken place in the world of immortality, and it was very likely that he could no longer sit Wangliang Sect.
And Small Bamboo Peak is already sparsely populated. Even if they go out according to chance, senior brothers and the others should be sent out. I may have half a chance to meet them at the destination of this trip.
Since there was half and half hope, Li Yan felt that it would be the same whether he returned to the sect or not. As for how strong Devil Race's cultivation was, Li Yan thought, "When the sky falls, there will always be someone high to hold it up." He is just a Foundation Establishment little monk, so why worry about it.
Now let's just take it one step at a time. Could it be that if I return to the sect, I won't be sent out again?
If you look at the four major sects recruiting third-rate sects and Rogue Cultivator, you will know what the situation is now? With the arrogance of the four major sects, unless the situation develops to an extremely serious level, of course they will not bother to do such a thing as "recruitment".
In this way, as the days flew by, Li Yan and the others continued to spend day after day in the teleportation.
On the twenty-seventh day, Li Yan and the others finally set foot on the land southeast of the Desolate Moon Continent. At this time, their team also reached one hundred and fifty people.
This is a land of thin and steep mountains, with slopes and ridges
The mountains are covered with thick layers of green plants. Compared with the heavy and tall mountains in the Pure Land Sect area in the north, they look elegant and refined, giving people a light feeling.
This place is already a place under the jurisdiction of the world-famous Ten-Step Academy, and the Yinmo Cliff crack that was once kept secret, hidden by senior monks and unwilling to be mentioned, is located in these mountains.
As for the specific location, it is still very hidden.
Li Yan The reason why they came here is of course because the current war with Devil Race basically revolves around attacking and protecting the "Yinmo Cliff Crack".
As for how far the Yinmo Cliff crack is from where Li Yan and the others appeared, it may only be a few miles, but it may be thousands of miles or one hundred thousand miles away. Li Yan and the others don't know. Through the mutual exchange of information these days, they only know the approximate destination of this trip.
At this time, Li Yan and a group of more than a hundred people were standing on a broad mountaintop. Not far behind them, there were five teleportation formations lined up in sequence, and they were still flashing colorful lights, and groups of monks kept emerging.
Li Yan They had naturally just stepped off one of the teleportation arrays. As soon as they stood still, before they could carefully look around, Hua Siwang's cold voice came over.
"Soon, we will arrive at the gathering point. From now on, everyone should keep their mouths shut, lest others think of you as a bunch of rabble, which would bring shame to the Pure Land Sect.
During these days, I have kept all your miscellaneous words in my heart, and never let me hear them again...
Hahaha, afterwards, I don't mind saying a few nice words to you, Brother Deacon. Since you are so capable, I will take on more important responsibilities in the future. "
Hua Si looked around and saw groups of monks whizzing by from time to time. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a huge soundproof shield. Then he turned back and said coldly, his sharp eyes slowly passing over each person's face.
The monk caught by his gaze immediately lowered his head unconsciously, not daring to look directly at him.
Seeing this situation, Hua Siwang's face softened slightly.
"After arriving at the gathering point, I will hand you over to the Pure Land Sect's "Fuhu Luohan Room". Relevant personnel will then arrange your follow-up matters. All you need to do is follow orders.
In the future, as long as you can complete the tasks arranged above, each of you can get a generous reward, such as spiritual stones, exercises, Pill, etc. Except for the spiritual stones, the rest are all selected from the "Sutra Pavilion" and "Relic Room" by the Pure Land Sect this time.
What are you cultivating for immortality? Ascension. Without good techniques and Pill, no matter how good your qualifications are, what chance do you have of being able to condense Golden Core Realm, let alone Nascent Soul Formation.
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As for those of us who are cultivating immortals, we have walked a bloody road. There are no benefits that can be obtained out of thin air. We rely on our own hard work and our own grabbing to grab a great opportunity that belongs to us.
And the most important point is that if you perform really well in this recruitment, there is a high chance that you will be favored by the Pure Land Sect. It is not certain that you will become one of its outer disciples. That will be a great blessing that will make you soar into the sky. "
Speaking of this, Hua Siwang's eyes flashed. He knew that in order to mobilize the enthusiasm of these forcibly recruited monks, the four major sects had spared no expense this time and disclosed many rare and intermediate techniques.
These were the secrets of the four major sects in the past. They could be bought with spirit stones. Even he was envious of them, so he spared no effort to fulfill the orders from above, hoping to be appreciated by the above and receive a generous reward.
Hua Siwang's words immediately refreshed the spirits of all the monks in the light shield. The dullness of the past month was swept away, and most of them had surprise in their eyes.
Li Yan secretly admired it in his heart. Although Hua Si Wang gave all vague promises, it was definitely the acquiescence of the four major sects. Otherwise, even if Hua Si Wang had ten thousand courage, he would not dare to make a promise for the Pure Land Sect.
At the same time, Li Yan also thinks that Hua Siwang is right about some of the truth. Cultivation as an immortal is a path that defies heaven. How can one obtain scarce resources without experiencing the ups and downs of life and death, and crawling out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood several times?
After saying this, Hua looked around and said nothing. After waving his hand and removing the soundproof mask, he nodded and said hello to some other leading monks who had just walked out of the teleportation array.
It transformed into a huge blade again, and took the lead to step forward. Then Li Yan and the others were also surrounded by auras, and their momentum was actually several points stronger than before.
After a moment, Hua Siwang nodded with satisfaction, stepped on the tip of the knife, and suddenly the surrounding white light was dazzling in the air. The giant blade made a roaring sound and rushed towards the mountain ahead in an instant.
After flying for nearly half a day, Li Yan, Divine Sense stood in a corner of the giant blade, and a mountain gate appeared. The mountain gate was seventy feet high and thirty feet wide, making it look unusually majestic and wide.
Li Yan Use Divine Sense to scan the top of the mountain gate. Three large characters are carved on it, "Xijian Pavilion". Each stroke of these three characters is like an iron hook piercing the sky.
Li Yan Divine Sense only paused for a moment, but unexpectedly, sword rays stabbed Divine Sense directly from the three characters. The cut Li Yan Divine Sense was stinging, and it actually had the intention of crushing Divine Sense. The shocked Li Yan quickly accepted Divine Sense, and did not dare to use Divine Sense to watch forcibly anymore, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.
"Sword cultivator's sect? Could it be that this is Ten-Step Academy?"
Li Yan thought in his heart, and while he was thinking, the giant blade controlled by Hua Siwang was roaring and flying close to the mountain gate.