At the same time that Yun Mo attacked, Daoist Zhi Chen smiled faintly before disappearing into the air with the auspicious cloud.
Yun Mo's green light fell like rain, sweeping away the enemies attacking the mountain.
When the people in the mountain villa saw Yun Mo's spear falling like rain, they instantly burst into cheers.
His fellow disciples had naturally heard about Yun Mo and the others being killed.
They could only send people to gather information while trying to prevent the outside world from spying on them.
His fellow disciples were worried about the situation of Yun Mo and the others.
Now, Yun Mo was like a divine soldier descending from the heavens, turning the tide and sweeping away the enemies. Everyone in the Green Cloud Villa was pleasantly surprised.
When Yun Mo returned to the villa, he saw a woman using a steel spear as a crutch to support herself.
However, her face was already as pale as a sheet of paper, without a trace of blood.
"Senior Brother, you're back," the wife of the villa master, Feng Yao, who was also a proud disciple of the Green Cloud Villa, said with a smile.
However, the next moment, she fell backward.
Yun Mo hurriedly landed and hugged her. Then, he ordered, "Clean up those bastards at the foot of the mountain. Also, prepare the carriage immediately!"
Everyone in the Green Cloud Villa hurriedly did as they were told.
"I'm bringing my wife to Chang 'an to treat her injuries. We'll return later."
Yun Mo instructed everyone, "Everyone, keep a low profile first to avoid the Eastern Tang royalty's wrath. The hidden dangers nearby have all been cleaned up this time. I believe we can live in peace for a while."
"Senior Brother, I heard that Dean Hong of White Horse College also died in Chang 'an?" someone in the villa asked.
"That's right."
Yun Mo nodded. "It's not just Hong Xiao. There's also Li Xuannian of the Eastern Tang dynasty."
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Even a Ninth Realm powerhouse couldn't walk out of Chang 'an City?
Just how terrifying was this city?
The villa master chose to lead everyone to submit to Chang 'an. Apart from Feng Yao's life-saving medicine in Chang' an, this city was also very powerful.
It seemed that the Eastern Tang was really going to change.
The Li Family dynasty might have to change owners.
It wasn't too late for the Green Cloud Villa to make a choice now.
The only problem was that they had to be wary of the Eastern Tang royalty's final madness and drag others down with them.
"If the royal family sends someone to summon me, just say that I've brought my wife out to seek medical advice."
In the end, Cloud Mo said, "If there's really no other way, don't force yourself. Follow them to Chang 'an. The people from Eastern Tang don't know anything about that place. When the time comes, I'll ask Mr. Dark Cloud to make an exception and rescue everyone."
"Understood. Senior Brother, please be careful as well." The leader who stayed in the villa cupped his fists and bowed.
Yun Mo cupped his fists and returned the greeting. Then, he drove the carriage and quickly set off with his wife.
Daoist Zhichen was in the air, quietly following them back to Chang 'an.
He also wanted to avoid alerting the Eastern Tang dynasty as much as possible to avoid their final madness before their destruction.
They traveled lightly and kept a low profile. Halfway through, Yun Mo even gave up on the carriage and personally carried his wife, Feng Yao, carefully avoiding the Eastern Tang's spies.
To them, there was good news. As Chang 'an's army expanded in all directions, Yunzhong County and Longnan County were gradually under their control. This allowed them to expand the territory of Chang' an, allowing them to enter Chang 'an territory as soon as possible.
With the defeat of Li Xuannian and the others, Eastern Tang could no longer hold on in Hexi, Yunzhong, Longnan, and other counties.
In order to avoid greater losses, Old Prince Li Dong and the others in Hexi County were forced to evacuate.
If they didn't leave now, they would be completely trapped here.
Previously, Hexi, Longnan, Yunzhong, and other counties surrounded Longbei County, where Chang 'an was located.
But now, these places belonged to Chang 'an, and Li Dong and the others had no space to move.
At this moment, the entire Hexi County was under the rule of Chang 'an.
Yun Mo brought his wife all the way to Chang 'an.
Feng Yao's injuries had worsened because of the previous battle against the enemy and the bumpy journey.
A Seventh Realm martial artist's physique was extremely strong, but she was on the verge of death now. It was as if the wind could blow her away.
However, when she arrived at Chang 'an, she consumed a "miracle pill", and her entire body instantly glowed with vigor.
Her husband, Yun Mo, was so shocked that his heart almost skipped a beat. He thought that this was her final radiance.
After confirming that his wife was fine and that her injuries had really healed instantly, Yun Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Thank you, Sir, for saving my wife." Yun Mo bowed to Mr. Dark Cloud.
Mr. Dark Cloud said calmly, "Remember what you said before."
Yun Mo wanted to thank him, but it wasn't appropriate for him to do so.
After all, the person who injured Feng Yao was Ao Kong.
However, to Yun Mo, facing Chang 'an, there was only gratitude in his heart.
Even though he knew that Ao Kong was in the city, it wasn't appropriate for him to pursue the matter.
"The villa is far away from Chang 'an, and it's not easy to move. Senior, can you allow Qing Xia to temporarily hide in the hinterland of Eastern Tang? When Chang' an officially crusades against Eastern Tang in the future, you can send troops to provide support?" Yun Mo asked Mr. Dark Cloud.
"Sure," Mr. Dark Cloud said, "You and your wife, one of you can stay here."
Without waiting for Yun Mo to speak, Feng Yao said, "I'll go back to the villa to look after it. Senior Brother, you stay here and serve Chang 'an to repay Senior's kindness."
Yun Mo was a little worried about Feng Yao, but after thinking about it, he still bowed to Mr. Dark Cloud. "Senior, can I stay in Chang 'an?"
"Sure," Mr. Dark Cloud waved casually. "If you stay in the city, you have to abide by the city's rules, understand?"
"Yes, Senior." Yun Mo bid farewell to Feng Yao and came out. The two of them had just reunited, and they were reluctant to part again.
But in the end, Feng Yao still left and returned to Qing Xia Villa, while Yun Mo stayed in Chang 'an.
Next, if it was not especially necessary, he would do some secret work like Daoist Zhichen and not appear in public.
Their Eighth Realm cultivation was extremely high. If they wanted to hide their tracks, very few people in Eastern Tang would be able to find them.
After Mr. Dark Cloud sent Yun Mo and his wife away in Tianshu Hall, Zhang Dongyun projected him to the other side.
In Tianshu Hall, in an abyss dungeon, the highest-level prisoner in Chang 'an was locked up.
Ninth Realm Confucian scholar, the Dean of White Horse College, Hong Xiao.
"Heretical Dao."
Hong Xiao's expression was calm at this moment. When he saw Mr. Dark Cloud appear in the cell, he reprimanded him.
Mr. Dark Cloud's expression was calm and did not show any anger. He only said calmly, "Do you feel that it's an insult to keep you here?"
He met Hong Xiao's eyes. "Then you'll have to be even more disgraced from now on."
Hong Xiao was also calm. There was no change in his emotions. "Use whatever methods you have."
Mr. Dark Cloud walked around him. "I know that in the eyes of people like you, suffering some punishment and torture is nothing.
It will make you feel more noble, and even give you a sense of accomplishment and honor of sacrificing yourself for justice.
"Some torture is just a sign of the enemy's incompetence. It means that they can't subdue your spirit or refute your reasoning. They're just incompetent and furious.
"In fact, the more they torture you, the more you feel invincible.
"Ordinary scholars are afraid of going down in history with infamy and leaving a stain in the history books. But you don't care about your reputation. You only care about whether you follow the principles in your heart, right?"
"Demon, you don't have to waste your breath."
Hong Xiao said quietly.
He didn't care about the other party's analysis of him. He only saw it as a verbal trick to attack his will.
"Do you think I'm provoking you with words?"
Mr. Dark Cloud shook his head. "You're thinking too much. I just want to tell you …"
He came in front of Hong Xiao. The two of them were very close.
"You can think whatever you want. I don't care."
Hong Xiao frowned slightly.
Mr. Dark Cloud smiled.
"You'll do whatever I tell you to do. You'll complete the task I give you. As for what you think, why should I care?"
Hong Xiao said coldly, "In your dreams."
Mr. Dark Cloud didn't take it to heart. He just raised his head and thought for a while. "Let's separate Dragon Ridge first and officially build a road connecting the north and the south."
Hong Xiao wanted to say that the other party was dreaming.
But the next moment, he realized that he couldn't control his body.
The torture equipment disappeared automatically, and Hong Xiao walked out of the cell step by step.
Leaving the prison didn't mean regaining freedom.
At least for the current Director Hong, it definitely wasn't.
He couldn't help but come to Dragon Ridge.
Then, his literary talent condensed into a huge brush. Stroke by stroke, he began to cut through the mountains and chisel rocks.
A cultivator at the ninth realm opening a path now was naturally different from ordinary cultivation.
Ordinary people only opened a path when they encountered trees and built bridges when they encountered water.
Middle and low-level cultivators dug stones, moved the situation, filled lakes and rivers, or drilled out of caves and built tunnels.
At this moment, Hong Xiao was splitting open the mountain in the truest sense of the word.
He was using his ninth realm's supernatural power to split open the mountain in front of him and open up a road from the bottom of the mountain!
Hong Xiao naturally couldn't directly flatten the mountain like Zhang Dongyun, move the mountains and move the seas, and instantly transform the terrain of Dragon Ridge.
He could only chisel over bit by bit.
Zhang Dongyun didn't care that he was slow.
The old man worked hard slowly.
Perhaps it wouldn't be long before a companion came to accompany him?
In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun thought as he looked into the distance.
…
On the land of Eastern Tang, where the mountain gate of Green Cloud Temple was, everyone was coming and going in a hurry with serious expressions.
No one from Green Cloud Temple participated in the battle of Jinzhou Prefecture at the junction of Longbei County and Yunzhong County.
But news had already reached them.
Hong Xiao, the dean of White Horse College, who was also at the ninth realm like their temple master, also didn't return. This made many Green Cloud Temple disciples who were still optimistic feel heavy.
That Chang 'an City was so powerful?
Their elder, Taoist Michito, was still trapped in Chang 'an City.
What should Green Cloud Temple do?
In the temple, a few elders came to the quiet room in the stone house at the back of the mountain and asked to see the temple master, Green Leaf.
"Senior Brother Hierarch, we still need to release the Secret Pavilion's constitution as soon as possible in Chang 'an," someone said softly.
Green Leaf closed his eyes and didn't speak.
The people around him also quieted down and waited for the temple master's decision.
After a long while, Green Leaf Slowly opened his eyes.
He took out a piece of yellow paper and wrote on it with cinnabar.
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