Chapter 607

"Little sister Yuan Shuang, do you know what fate is?"

High in the sky, Ji Xuan stood proudly at the bow of the ship, overlooking the vast land.

The wind howled, but it was blocked three feet away by the qi barrier that he had erected.

Xu Yuanshuang was also within the range of the qi barrier. The beautiful girl withdrew her gaze and looked at her cousin with a slight frown:

"You asked me out just to ask this?"

The qi barrier limited the conversation between the two to a radius of three feet.

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes, but he still had a gentle smile on his face as he said:

"I'm not at ease, so I want to confirm it again."

Xu Yuanshuang frowned, not understanding his words. She pondered for a bit before saying:

"Everything in the world has its own fate, and each fate is different. Humans, beasts, plants, nobility, and lowness, these factors determine the amount of fate.

"Dynasties also have fate, but in the Warlock's words, this is called fate."

Ji Xuan's smile disappeared as he looked into the distance. After a while, he suddenly asked:

"What Seventh Brother wants to ask is, are fate and destiny the same?"

Xu Yuanshuang nodded her head: "The essence is the same, but a person's fate is like a drop in the ocean compared to a country's fate."

Ji Xuan no longer spoke as he looked into the distance and smiled:

"We've arrived at the War Hounds Mountain!"

… …

Xiao Yuenu swept her eyes over and saw the Godly Fist Sect, Ink Pavilion, and other powerful sects. She also saw some weaker sects.

There were dozens of them, and there were less than ten of them. At this time, they all looked over.

The heroes of the Jianghu gathered in the square all had bright eyes as they stared at the Wan Hua Lou girl, not willing to move away.

Most of the gazes were sizing up Xiao Yuenu.

As the number one beauty of the Sword Province, Xiao Yuenu was the center of attention no matter where she went.

If it was purely because of her beauty, it would only attract the greed and blasphemy of men. But Xiao Yuenu was also a fourth grade martial artist.

In terms of personal strength, none of the sect masters present dared say they could win against her.

With a strong cultivation as the foundation and a beautiful appearance, she became the woman that the heroes of the Sword Province yearned for.

"What are you all doing here?"

Xiao Yuenu's eyes flashed as a magnetic voice floated out from under her veil.

"Alliance Leader Cao went to the back mountain."

"Alliance Leader is not in the mansion, he has been gone for more than an hour."

"Did Pavilion Master Xiao encounter any abnormalities along the way?"

The heroes of Martial Union broke out of their chatterboxes, all of them talking at once.

On the other side, in the Ink Pavilion's camp, Young Master Liu's master glanced at his disciple. Following his gaze, he discovered that this unfilial disciple of his was staring at the peerless Xiao Yuenu in a daze.

"You should look at Rong and said:

"You should at least take a good look at Lady Rongrong. I'll find an excuse to go to Ten Thousand Flower Brothel and get you a wife."

A teacher for a day is a father for life. As a father, he naturally had to worry about his disciple's marriage.

In the end, this unfilial disciple was incomparably infatuated with Xiao Yuenu. He didn't even think about it. Was it something that a toad like him could eat?

"Master, you don't have a wife. Why don't you find me a wife?"

"Master, you don't even have a wife. You should find me a wife as soon as possible."

"I am a swordsman. My sword is enough. Only when you treat it wholeheartedly will it treat you sincerely."

"I am a swordsman. Having a sword is enough. Only when you treat it wholeheartedly will it treat you sincerely.

It is enough to have a sword. Only when you treat it wholeheartedly will it treat you sincerely.

As he spoke, he touched the sword hanging on his waist tenderly.

The sword was given to them by the Imperial Astronomer on behalf of Xu Yinluo.

This sword was given to them by the Celestial Commissioner on behalf of Xu Yinluo.

"Master, this sword is mine."

"Didn't I say that I would pass this sword to you after I die?"

The middle-aged swordsman stared at him and said earnestly: "You must treat it sincerely."

"I will treat it like my wife, like you do." Master Liu licked his lips.

After saying that, the master and the disciple felt that something was wrong. They looked at each other and fell silent.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out of the Alliance Leader's mansion. He was elegant and easy-going, with the temperament of a scholar.

He wore a black robe embroidered with gold and silver threads and a golden crown. He was dressed very exquisitely.

Wulin League Deputy Alliance Leader, Wen Chengbi.

The internal system of the Wulin League was exactly the same as the old Alliance Leader's military system. The only difference was the name of the position.

Great General was changed to "Alliance Leader".

Deputy General and Military Advisor were changed to "Deputy Alliance Leader".

The Wulin League Deputy Alliance Leaders were mainly scholars. They focused on intelligence and talent rather than force.

"Alliance Leader Cao has returned. Everyone, please follow me inside."

Wen Chengbi stood at the entrance of the mansion and bowed.

In tacit understanding, the faction leaders and faction leaders stepped out and walked into the mansion side by side.

The disciples stayed outside.

Xiao Yuenu and a group of faction leaders entered the Alliance Leader's mansion and came to the meeting hall.

Cao Qingyang, who had a square face and a serious temperament, wore a light green robe and sat on a big chair. He looked at the people who came together.

After everyone took their seats, he said in a deep voice,

"Everyone, the Wulin League is about to face a crisis."

When the faction leaders heard this, they silently looked at each other. It seemed like they had already expected this and were not too surprised.

The small and medium faction leaders did not dare speak and remained silent.

In this situation, everyone only needed to remain silent and wait for Fu Jingmen to speak.

Among the leaders of the nine affiliated factions, Fu Jingmen, who was wearing a dark green robe, loudly said:

"Which blind person dares to provoke our Wulin League? We just need to fight. Even if it's the royal court's army, we are not afraid. "

Seeing that the topic had been opened, Xiao Yuenu said in a soft voice:

"I'm afraid it's not the royal court."

Fu Jingmen knit his brows, "Why do you think so?"

A fat middle aged man across from him sneered. He pointed at his head and said:

"Use your punching brain to think. The cold disaster is surging and the royal court is busy stabilizing the situation and comforting the citizens. How could they make things difficult for us at this critical moment."

The fat man was the Sword State Commerce's chairman, Qiao Weng.

The military town at the foot of the War Hounds Mountain was mostly funded by the Sword State Commerce.

The Thunder State Commerce was the money bag of the War Hounds Mountain.

Fu Jingmen immediately looked at Cao Qingyang. The latter nodded and looked at the crowd again, saying:

"It's a long story … …"

He immediately told everyone about the Dragon Breath in detail.

The Dragon Vein Spirit collapsed and turned into Dragon Breath that scattered across the Central Plains … …

Dragon Breath was related to the fate of the country and the safety of the Central Plains … …

The Buddhist Vajra, the Witchcraft Religion experts, and the unknown Heavenly Mystery Palace were all coveting the Dragon Breath … …

The hall was silent. After listening to Cao Qingyang's words, the gang leaders tried their best to digest the concept of Dragon Breath and this shocking news.

Especially the enemy they were about to face. The word Vajra made the arrogant Warrior lose all his arrogance.

The Ink Pavilion's Pavilion Master Yang Cuixue sighed:

"The collapse of Dragon Breath has led to endless natural and man-made disasters, causing countless citizens to freeze to death.

"Other races are eyeing the Central Plains with covetous eyes. Has Daibun reached such a stage?"

The founder of the Ink Pavilion was a scholar. He was defeated in the imperial examinations, so he abandoned the arts in a fit of anger and established a sect in the Sword State.

The disciples of the sect retained the custom of reading and writing. They also dressed like scholars, but the folding fan that scholars liked to hold in their hands was replaced with a three-foot-long sword.

Yang Cuixue had the temperament of a scholar who hated the world.

Everyone was silent. The atmosphere in the hall seemed to have frozen.

Cao Qingyang's voice was steady and powerful, neither fast nor slow.

"This matter concerns the survival of the court. But if we shoulder it, we must first worry about the survival of the Wulin League.

"I can't bear to see the foundation of my ancestors destroyed, but I can't bear to see other races encroach on the Central Plains. I invite everyone to fight against this great enemy together. "

"Alliance Leader!" As a businessman, Qiao Weng first weighed the pros and cons:

"I feel that this is not a question of whether we can shoulder it, but whether we can shoulder it."

Fu Jingmen was impulsive and said angrily:

"Why can't we shoulder it?

"The court is incompetent, but that doesn't mean the people of the Central Plains are incompetent. The bald donkeys of the Western Region and the bastards of the Witchcraft Cult want to snatch the Dragon Breath and encroach on the Central Plains.

"Do you really think there's no one left in the Central Plains? What bullsh * t King Kong. If he comes, I'll fight him. "

Han Xie, the leader of the Thousand Machine Sect, said coldly:

"Fu Jingmen is as brainless as ever, but I agree with his view. So what if he's a Buddhist, can King Kong wantonly snatch our Daibun's Dragon Breath in the Central Plains? "

The head of the Ink Pavilion, Yang Cuixue, knocked on the table and asked:

"What's the attitude of the Celestial Commissioner?"

Cao Qingyang said: "The Celestial Commissioner will provide some help. The second disciple of the Supervisor, Sun Xuanji, is now in the Sword State. He's a Rank 3 Warlock."

During the painful verbal exchange with Sun Xuanji, he was already familiar with the other party's background and rank.

"What about the Old Alliance Master?"

The one who asked was a middle-aged Taoist, the leader of the White Crane Temple, one of the nine affiliated forces of the Wulin League.

Cao Qingyang shook his head:

"The Old Ancestor is in seclusion. I've been waiting at the back mountain for a long time, but I couldn't wake him up."

This … Everyone's heart sank.

The Old Alliance Master was the backbone of the Wulin League. In times of peace, he was more of a deterrent.

But with strong enemies waiting for him, the Old Alliance Master couldn't come out of seclusion. The Wulin League had lost its biggest trump card.

At this moment, Xiao Yuenu, who had been silent, said softly:

"Where's Xu Yinluo?"

Everyone looked at Cao Qingyang in unison, their eyes filled with hope.

Cao Qingyang gave a simple nod, giving an affirmative answer.

Phew … Almost everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Knowing that Xu Yinluo would come to help, some of the Sect Masters and Sect Masters who were originally anxious felt much more at ease.

With the Old Alliance Master in seclusion, a mere Third Stage Warlock couldn't make them feel at ease.

Moreover, the Warlock in White was a stranger. How strong was he? How was his character? Would he run away when the situation went awry?

These were all possible problems.

But if it was Xu Yinluo, they didn't have to worry about this at all.

Fu Jingmen laughed and said excitedly:

"That day, I joined forces with Xu Yinluo to kill that unknown young man. Now, I have a chance to fight against a strong enemy together. What a happy life!"

The other person who had helped Xu Qi 'an was Yang Cuixue. He had an expectant look on his face.

He said with anticipation: "At that time, Xu Yinluo wasn't even a Fifth Stage Warlock. It was Alliance Master Cao who helped him comprehend Transforming Force.

"But when he killed the Incapable Emperor, he was already an Unparalleled Warrior. He didn't know if his cultivation had improved. I'm looking forward to it. "

… …

On the southern peak of the War Hounds Mountain, Li Lingsu, whose aura was concealed by the "Shifting Stars", stood on a giant pine tree and looked at the memorial arch at the foot of the mountain.

"The Wulin League's affiliated sects have all arrived. The military town is also waiting and ready to face the enemy."

The Holy Son muttered, "However, I feel that these troops of Martial Union's will not be of any use at all."

Miao Youfang stood beside him and looked down with him: "Why do you think so?"

Li Lingsu said:

"Sister Rong has a top quality magical weapon called the Wind Boat.

"If I were that Ji Xuan, I would ride the Wind Boat here and go straight to the back mountain where he is in seclusion.

"Once they get rid of the Wulin League's old man, their mission is complete. After that, whether it is the army or the Wulin League's Warrior, they are all lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"This is the most advantageous tactic. That senior's current situation is obviously very bad."

As he said this, he looked at Xu Qi 'an who was not far away, trying to get confirmation from him.

Not long ago, Xu Qi 'an suddenly told them about what happened in the Sword State. The battle came without warning, catching Li Lingsu and Miao Youfang unprepared.

Although the scene changed in an instant, the change was too fast.

Especially Miao Youfang, just a moment ago he was fighting with the girls on the bed and the next moment Li Lingsu rushed in and said that there was no need to fight anymore, the battle was over!

Miao Youfang was stunned at that time.

Xu Qi 'an closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear to Li Lingsu's probing.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the distant sky:

"It's coming!"

… …

On the Wind Riding Boat, the three forces gathered at the bow of the boat. Dongfang Wanrong, the owner of the artifact, stood in the center, the two Buddhist Vajras on the left, and Ji Xuan's team and the seven constellations of the Blue Dragon on the right.

Below them was a towering mountain range that stretched for hundreds of miles.

War Hounds Mountain, according to the "Daibun Geography", there was a mountain in the Sword State and there was a beast on it. It had a human face, a beast body, six tails, and could swallow the moon. It was called "War Hounds".

Ji Xuan smiled as he swept his eyes over everyone and said:

"We don't know if Xu Qi 'an is in the War Hounds or not. To be safe, we will probe first.

"The strange beast War Hounds is a demon god's blood descendant. Although its bloodline is thin, it is still not something an ordinary fourth grade can deal with. Who wants to go down and test it?"

The martial monk Jing Yuan stepped forward and lightly said: "I will."

He had the Undefeatable Vajra Divine Art and his defense was far stronger than the Warrior of the same rank.

Seeing that his master was in trouble and the Asura Metal Sentient Ordinary did not refuse, Jing Yuan raised his finger and tapped his forehead.

"Dang!"

With a bell ringing sound, a golden lacquer lit up from his forehead and covered his whole body like flowing water.

Jing Yuan jumped off the flying boat.

… …

Alliance Master's Mansion.

Cao Qingyang led a group of gang masters and sect masters out of the hall. Looking up at the sky, he saw a golden light streak across the sky and fell into the back mountain.