"Little Fatty, stop fooling around. This is Cangjian Peak's major event. It's not what you're thinking!" Cao Zijun scolded him sternly.
"But who doesn't know what he's thinking? Does he really want to help Cangjian Peak?" Luo Fangshuo shouted loudly, attracting many gazes.
At this moment, Duan Changtian walked over slowly from their side. "Hatred is truly a force to be feared. Don't you think so? "He looked at Yan Li with a smile. Every word he said was thought-provoking.
Yan Li said, "In this world, some people will only do the 'right' thing, some will only do the 'right' thing. As for me, I will only do what I want to do."
"It seems like you've understood it very well. I don't need to say anything more." Duan Changtian smiled meaningfully and walked away slowly.
Yan Li looked at his back and fell into deep thought. His previous judgment of him might have to be completely overturned and rebuilt. He recovered from Luo Fangshuo's' argument 'and walked up to him. He patted his shoulder and said, "Now is not the time to argue. Whether or not Senior Brother Shen succeeds with Elder Lu, his joining the Hidden Sword Peak is already a foregone conclusion.
Everyone looked at him in surprise. They did not expect Yan Li to be so straightforward. Initially, there was still a layer of window paper between Shen Wanzhou and Lu Fengxin. Now, it was as good as poking through. Lu Fengxin was a little embarrassed. After all, she had heard too many rumors in the sect. Luo Fangshuo, on the other hand, was simply furious. He said, "Do whatever you want." Then, he ran to the side to sulk.
Cao and Huang looked at each other and ran to comfort him. However, no matter what they said, Luo Fangshuo would not listen to them.
Yan Li smiled and walked over. "Senior Brother Luo, may I have a word with you?"
"Hmph!" Luo Fangshuo crossed his arms and stood still.
Cao and Huang both shrugged their shoulders and walked away to make room for a conversation. The two of them watched from afar and saw that Yan Li was smiling as he said a few words to Luo Fangshuo. For some reason, Luo Fangshuo's anger turned to joy, there was no trace of anger on his face at all. Greatly shocked, the two hurriedly ran over and asked, "Junior apprentice-brother Yan, what did you say to Little Fatty? How did he recover? "
Huang Chengyan agreed, "Yeah, yeah. Little Fatty has a good temper and rarely gets angry, but once he gets angry, even if I give him the golden armor to play with, I can't pacify him."
"You'll find out in the future." Yan Li smiled mysteriously.
Yang Qiusheng walked to the center of the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, whether the Court Of Sword can get rid of its malpractice and continue its lineage for another thousand years depends on today's battle. Landet, tell me about my plans. "
Wang Langtai walked out from behind him. Just as he was about to speak, he sensed something and raised his head. At the same time, everyone in the square raised their heads to look at the sky. Wang Langtai said, "The Six Directions Grand Formation has been reactivated. There's a problem with the defense of the Golden Peak. We have to speed up. First, let's talk about our strategic goal: to force Guan Shanhai out. If he's willing to abdicate, then so be it. If not, for the sake of the Court Of Sword, we have no choice but to resort to extreme measures. First, our first obstacle is the Rain Tribe that has occupied the Heavenly Sword Hall and its surroundings. They number about thirty thousand. You don't have to worry about that. We Sword Bearers will deal with them. Father's intention is that although the Yi and Zang Peaks have fewer people, they are all elites. We can head straight for the Patriarch's meditation chamber. No matter what method we use, we will force Guan Shanhai out.
Everyone will be rewarded … "Yu Huatian moved a chair and sat at the entrance of the Heavenly Sword Hall. He stared coldly at the newcomers. When he saw the Sword-fighting Peak led by Duan Changtian, he only smiled coldly. When he saw Cangjian Peak and Yan Li, he was slightly surprised. However, he did not hesitate. He only said indifferently," Today, there are Sword Bearers who have rebelled. The Rain Tribe swears to protect the Patriarch with our lives. If we have no choice but to kill our fellow disciples, please forgive us, Patriarch. "He stood up and raised his sword." What are you waiting for?
Set up the formation and kill the enemy! "" Set up the formation and kill the enemy! "The five hundred or so Yuanchen shouted in unison.
There weren't that many of them, but as soon as they shouted, the sea-blue fish-shaped sword light that belonged to the Rain Tribe attacked from all directions. Just like how the Thunder Tribe had its own unique imprint, the Rain Tribe's twelve Yuanchen.
They also used Yu Huatian's sword realm as the core.
Taking advantage of the intense battle between the two sides, Yan Li and the rest took the opportunity to pass through the battlefield. They circled to the back of the Heavenly Sword Hall and continued to go deeper.
Cao Zijun suddenly thought of a problem. He turned around to look at the Sword-fighting Peak's troops and asked, "Why did Yang Qiusheng insist on us and Duan Yihong to force Guan Shan-hai out? If he and Feng Chi-nen worked together, wouldn't they be able to kill their way in more easily? "
Lu Fengxin had never been afraid of judging others with the worst of intentions. Hearing this, she laughed coldly and said, "He is the president of the Sword Holding Association, and is about to take over as the Patriarch of the Court Of Sword. How precious is he? Why would he personally do something like leading the charge? What if Guan Shan-hai set up something powerful here and killed him directly? Wouldn't the Sword Holding Association suffer a huge loss? "
The few of them accepted this explanation easily. After all, they could not think of anything else.
"Shortsighted." Behind them, Duan Yihong sneered.
Lu Fengxin had a fiery temper. She stopped and was about to scold him when she suddenly remembered that Shen Wanzhou was watching from the side. She suppressed her anger and said, "How did Duan Changtian teach you? Don't you know how to respect your elders?"
Duan Yihong said nonchalantly, "If you judge Yang Qiusheng like this, it means that you don't understand him at all. You don't need to ask me if I know him or not. If I know him, the person leading the army to the city today might not be Yang Qiusheng. "
Lu Fengxin growled at Duan Changtian, "You taught your son well! I'm sure you won't object if I teach him a lesson one day! "
Duan Changtian smiled and said, "It's only natural for Junior Sister Lu to teach your martial nephew a lesson. Yihong, how can you speak to an elder like this? Hurry up and apologize! "
"I'm sorry, Elder Lu. I just couldn't hold it in." Duan Yihong shrugged.
Although Lu Fengxin was still dissatisfied, she could only turn around and continue forward with a cold expression.
Yan Li realized that Duan Changtian had only brought over thirty people. That's right, if he brought over three thousand people together, not to mention whether he could pass through the battlefield, even the backyard would not be able to accommodate so many people. These thirty or so people must be the majority of the elites of the Sword-fighting Peak. With such a thought, he extended his divine sense out, wanting to see the depths of these people, but the result gave him a huge shock. It turned out that these people's cultivation was very ordinary, which was the level of a chamber disciple. They were far from the level of a core disciple, not to mention an elite disciple. He couldn't help but think, why did Duan Changtian bring these people here instead of elites? Could it be that there was some kind of mystery on this road?
Along the way, there were no ambushes in the backyard, and it seemed extremely quiet. After passing a small hall filled with incense, they saw a door in the backyard. Pushing the door open, it was actually a forest. After walking for a while more, they felt that the trees were getting more and more verdant, the road was getting thinner and thinner, the bushes were growing everywhere, and the road ahead was getting more and more difficult to walk.
Cao Zijun walked very impatiently, and couldn't help but break the silence, "Didn't Yang Qiusheng say that we would be able to see the entrance to the Sect Master's seclusion chamber after passing through the Heavenly Sword Great Hall? We've walked for so long, so why are we still unable to find it? Could it be that we've stepped onto the wrong path? "
Yan Li's divine sense had always been locked onto the people behind them. Turning around, he wanted to ask Duan Changtian for guidance, yet his heart suddenly thumped. So there was no Duan Changtian behind them, and even Duan Yihong was nowhere to be seen. The ones following them were those thirty or so ordinary disciples.
Cao Zijun also noticed the abnormality. Turning back and not seeing Duan Changtian, he asked curiously, "Where's your Peak Lord?"
No one replied. The leading Sword-fighting Peak disciple only looked at Yan Li. Yan Li strode over, staring coldly at him as he asked, "What tricks is Duan Changtian playing?" He said indifferently, "The Peak Lord said that he was very happy that senior apprentice-brother Yan was able to comprehend it. Therefore, he decided to just send Cangjian Peak away, not involving himself in this matter, lest he suffer the wrath of Yang Qiusheng."
"What does he mean? What does Duan Changtian mean? " Lu Fengxin had long since been dissatisfied. She naturally pressed on, "What do you mean by Yan Li was able to comprehend it? What did he comprehend? Why did he send us away? Since when was he, Duan Changtian, able to become the master of our Cangjian Peak? "
"These were the exact words of the Peak Lord," That Sword-fighting Peak disciple said coldly.
Yan Li fell into deep thought, knowing that he had probably misunderstood Duan Changtian. "This junior apprentice-brother, some things can only be understood through personal experience. Now is not the time yet. Please go and tell First Seat Duan that we will not be leaving."
That disciple nodded, then turned and led his people back.
Lu Fengxin said unhappily, "Yan Li, why are even you speaking in riddles? What are you guys talking about? "
Yan Li said apologetically, "It's not time yet, Elder Lu. When the time comes, I will definitely tell you everything." His gaze was deep and heavy, "Right now, we must complete our mission: Find the Mountains and Seas!" Saying that, he turned around and walked back.
Everyone followed, but after walking for a long time, not only did the Sword-fighting Peak disciples who had left first disappear, even the Heavenly Sword Palace had disappeared. Even though they were walking back, the road was getting narrower and harder to walk.
Yan Li suddenly raised his hand to stop everyone, and sighed: "We're trapped."
"That should be the case!" Cao Zigu frowned, "From the start, we've been going in circles! I definitely recognize that tree, I've seen it many times! "
"Then what do we do?" Luo Fangshuo was not used to getting lost. He felt that it was equivalent to death.
"Don't panic, I've been studying formations recently. Let me take a look." Huang Chengyan calmly took out a book and flipped it open. Then, with strange steps, he walked back and forth in the forest, not knowing what he was looking for. The crowd could only follow closely behind him, afraid that they would lose the newly promoted Master Huang if they were not careful.
Yan Li looked at the cover of the book, and a bad premonition arose in his heart. As expected, just as he had this thought, Huang Chengyan suddenly disappeared. Everyone was clearly following closely, but he, a living person, disappeared without a trace right under their eyes.
"Ah Yan!" Cao Zigu called out in confusion. He looked forward and suddenly discovered a pit that looked like a trap. He could not help but laugh, "So it's because the sky is too dark that we didn't notice it. Our Master Huang accidentally fell into the trap, and was worried that he would embarrass himself, so he purposely did not make a sound and wanted to climb up by himself."
Everyone also noticed the pit, and immediately laughed, and surrounded it.
The pit was not big, it had a circumference of nine feet, and did not look like it was formed naturally. There was hay on top, and it looked like a trap dug by a hunter. Cao Zigu shouted into the pit: "Ah Yan, can you do it? Why don't we pull you up?" The bottom of the pit was quiet, and there was no reply. He used all his strength to look down, and suddenly, his face became as white as paper.
PS: The keyboard didn't work here and there for an entire night, causing me to be furious. Luckily, I have a backup!
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