In the following days, Mu Qingxiao sent a message back to Xiangyang to instruct Liu Haoren to take care of things. During this period of time, he stayed at the back mountain of the Ancient Tomb Sect to cultivate.
The affairs of the Hall of the Nine Clouds were all taken care of by Liu Haoren, so he had a lot of free time.
While he was cultivating, Mu Qingxiao was also observing.
The pink pearl that Long 'er left behind was still quietly floating in the Yin Yang Jade. It showed no signs of melting. Obviously, this pearl was not an ordinary item.
Time flew by and a few years passed in the blink of an eye.
The world was in chaos, and the Mongolian cavalry was invincible. After wiping out the enemies around them, they finally set their sights on the prosperous Central Plains.
The war drums beat, and tens of thousands of soldiers marched out!
The Mongolian cavalry pressed on, and countless Han Chinese fought back. However, they were only left with broken limbs. Everywhere the Mongolian cavalry passed, blood flowed like a river.
All the officials in the Song Dynasty were shocked.
The royal family was terrified, and there was no more singing and dancing. No one expected the Mongolian cavalry to really press on, and their intentions were clear. The threat of extinction was right in front of them!
However, they were not prepared at all!
Whenever they were faced with a crisis, there were many cowards who bowed and bent their knees, defected to the enemy, betrayed their country, and betrayed their ancestors.
Especially the officials who lived a rich life, they still hoped to use money to exchange for the peace of the past.
When the Liao and Jin invaded, the people in the court were like that. Now, they did not change, and instead became worse.
The glory and wealth of the past had obliterated their willpower. Money and beautiful women had smoothed out their edges and bloodthirst. What they wanted the most now was to linger on while at death's door, as well as a short period of glory and wealth.
The Mongolians burned, killed, and pillaged, and the people had no way to make a living. The emperor was hesitant about whether to fight or ask for peace.
Just like that, the Song Dynasty and the Mongolians started a large scale battle. The Mongolian cavalry was strong, and as everyone expected, they suffered heavy losses!
Suddenly, everyone's heart sank. However, there were countless people in the world who were willing to sacrifice their lives to protect their homeland.
The Hall of the Nine Clouds, which was gathered by this group of people who did not care about their lives, attracted everyone's attention in an instant. What no one expected was that there were actually 5,000 elites from Zhongnan Mountain and Quanzhen among them.
The three Hall Masters of the Hall of the Nine Clouds led five thousand elite disciples in the hall. Quanzhen led five thousand elite disciples and hundreds of soldiers in formation.
On the border between the Song Dynasty and the Mongol Empire, they suddenly clashed with the Mongol cavalry, and the battle became more and more intense.
Due to their original living environment, the Mongolian army was brave and good at fighting. The combat strength of the army was even stronger. Coupled with their unparalleled horsemanship, they were invincible!
However, the Hall of the Nine Clouds wasn't all talk and no action. The disciples of the Hall had received the strictest training and were taught the most powerful Inner Force Heart Sutra. Although they hadn't been cultivating for a long time, their combat power was still impressive.
However, their biggest flaw was their cooperation with each other!
The Mongol cavalry had been on the battlefield for many years, and their cooperation was very tight. However, the Hall of the Nine Clouds was just a group of righteous people who had gathered in recent years. They had never been on the battlefield.
It was obviously impossible for them to cooperate with each other so well with just a few years of cultivation.
The battle was extremely fierce. In the end, the Hall of the Nine Clouds and Quanzhen's disciples were all killed!
However, what made everyone unable to believe was that these disciples didn't die in vain. With only ten thousand disciples, they took the heads of twenty thousand Mongol soldiers. The result of the battle was extremely fruitful!
The news of the battle spread in an instant. Countless people felt their blood boil, and tears flowed down their faces. The strength of the Hall of the Nine Clouds was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Their reputation rose by several levels, and they completely overshadowed the Song Dynasty's royal family.
The Hall of the Nine Clouds was mourning, and so was Quanzhen. However, they were already prepared. The Hall of the Nine Clouds took out the money they had accumulated over the years to bury the dead and comfort the families of the dead!
Following the arrival of the Mongol army, the scene of death continued to play out!
During this period, righteous people from all over the world rushed over to join the Hall of the Nine Clouds. They were recruited endlessly, and even ordinary people strongly requested to join.
All the disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds rushed to Xiangyang, and more than forty thousand elites from Quanzhen arrived. The Hall of the Nine Clouds expanded, and the Vice Hall Master, Liu Haoren, was waiting for his comrades from all over the world!
The Mongol army marched southward, and the war was out of control. The Hall of the Nine Clouds led its disciples to stand at the forefront. Xiangyang!
At this moment, the Mongol army had already invaded the country. The nearest city was Xiangyang. If Xiangyang was breached, the Mongol army would march straight in, and there would be no turning back.
Some people brought their wives and money to escape from Xiangyang. Some righteous people gathered their comrades and rushed to Xiangyang.
The Hall of the Nine Clouds had been developing for more than ten years.
80,000 elites and the forty thousand from Quanzhen, a total of 120,000 elites were ready to enter the battlefield. These 120,000 disciples were the best of the best, and all of them had the blood of the Mongol army on their hands.
Of course, Liu Haoren's brain wasn't just for show. He constantly sent out troops to harass the Mongol army, and even tried to burn down the Mongol granary.
In the end, due to the heavy defense of the Mongol army, they failed and returned.
The Hall of the Nine Clouds and the Mongol army were in a stalemate not far from Xiangyang City. Although this sort of harassment didn't cause much damage to the Mongol army, as time passed, it would become a terrifying force!
At this moment, outside of Xiangyang City, in an unknown valley.
Close to a hundred armoured Mongol soldiers were lying on the ground, and there was no sign of life. Standing in the middle of the group of Mongol soldiers was a nun in a black robe.
The nun was beautiful, and her face was cold as ice as she looked at the Mongol soldiers on the ground, "Hmph, a bunch of idiots!"
The nun was the famous "Scarlet Serpent Deity", Li Mochou.
If Mu Qingxiao was here, she would be able to tell that Li Mochou's aura had already resonated with the heaven and earth. Obviously, she had entered the realm of Grandmaster!
When Mu Qingxiao and Long Er left the tomb, Li Mochou brought Yang Guo to practice the "Heart Sutra of Lust". However, the more they practiced, the more she felt that something was wrong!
In the end, she noticed that Yang Guo was looking at her strangely. That was when she realized that something was wrong.
At the same time, she realized that she had been tricked by Mu Qingxiao. In a fit of anger, she beat Yang Guo up and left the tomb!
It was a blessing in disguise. After leaving the ancient tomb, she was in a much better mood. Not long after, she made a breakthrough in her cultivation.
After so many years, Li Mochou's personality had become more restrained. The main purpose of her trip to Xiangyang was to enter the Hall of the Nine Clouds!
At the same time, in the back mountain of the Ancient Tomb Sect, a handsome young man in white was sitting cross-legged among colorful flowers. He looked like an immortal.
Mu Qingxiao slowly opened her eyes and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. She stood up slowly and looked around. In a flash, she disappeared from the valley.
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