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United as One
Soaring Yancheng City?
Hearing these three words, the expressions of the surrounding people changed slightly.
Under the arrangements of Lu Qingxuan and Lu Qingyao, the 30,000 old, weak, women, and children had settled down in the 36 prefectures and started a new life. However, no one had expected that the old woman in front of them was from Soaring Yancheng City.
The young scholar and the burly man were stunned. Originally, they wanted to continue refuting, but when they heard the old woman's background, they shut their mouths at the same time and did not dare to say anything more.
This old woman came from Soaring Yancheng City. Then, she had seen the scene of the massacre in Soaring Yancheng City and the bloody battle at Soaring Yancheng Pass with her own eyes. She knew better than anyone else.
The old woman ignored the gazes of the crowd. She lifted her feet and slowly walked forward step by step. She said to herself in a disappointed tone, "The reason why the Daluo Golden Sect and the Divine Wind Palace massacred the city was to let us know how ruthless and merciless their methods were. Then, they would use us as bait and drive us to Soaring Yancheng Pass, forcing the Pavilion Master into a dilemma."
"However, the Pavilion Master did not hesitate at all. He opened the gate and took us into Soaring Yancheng Pass. For this reason, the Star Suppressing Guards and the Imperial Army built a wall of flesh and blood to block the merciless attacks of the elite soldiers. General Wu and the 3,000 Jingtian Army went deep into the enemy's territory and desperately broke up the enemy's formation. As for the other experts, they gritted their teeth and operated the defensive spiritual formation.
"In the end, in order for us to safely enter the pass, a little girl called Luo Lan did not hesitate to burn her own life to buy time for us to enter the pass. At that time, both inside and outside of the valley where Yanxiang Pass was located, there was a massacre. Boiling blood gushed out and corpses piled up like mountains. However, there was no fear or despair in our hearts. There was only warmth."
"In order to protect Soaring Yancheng Pass, they did not hold back and did not complain. When one person fell, another immediately took his place. Even if they died, they would use their flesh and blood to block the enemy's butcher's knife. In the end, in order to let the gate close smoothly, the Pavilion Master risked the danger of his Spiritual Sea drying up. At the critical moment alone, he slashed out with his sword and annihilated more than 10,000 elite soldiers into powder.
"When we entered Soaring Yancheng Pass safely and the gate was successfully closed, the soldiers could not relax. They were still facing the crazy charge of millions of elite soldiers and the countless schemes of the Daluo Golden Sect and the Divine Wind Palace, they could only continue to block and plan to hold on to the last line of defense.
"The Pavilion Master did the same. Even though he watched his beloved disciple die on the spot, even though his spiritual power was exhausted, he couldn't rest. With a leap, he left the Soaring Goose Pass and returned to the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. He continued to collect all the metals in the world, secretly plotting, and bitterly waiting for an opportunity to win."
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Hearing the old woman's words, the hearts of the people present trembled violently.
They had all heard about the matters at the border, but they didn't know that so many things had happened in between.
This old woman had experienced everything with her own eyes. Her words were like scenes of grief and indignation in front of the crowd, causing their hearts to tremble, and even their souls to buzz and tremble.
"You have not seen the scene of the border, so you naturally do not know the cruelty of war. It is natural that your thoughts are not firm. I do not blame you for this." The old woman suddenly stopped, and her voice slowly spread out.
"However, I hope that you all can understand that to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, the existence of the thirty-six prefectures is like their own flesh and blood. For your safety, they are willing to pay a price that is unimaginable to ordinary people. At the same time, only the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion would selflessly protect you all and prevent you from any calamity or turmoil."
"The Wanjian Pavilion has treated us so well, so how can we be selfish for our own interests? You should know that the Pavilion Master has said twice that he wants to collect all the metals in the world. He must have an important use for it, and it must be to stop the Daluo Golden Sect and the Divine Wind Palace. The metals in your hands are not only a contribution to the Wanjian Pavilion, but also a way to save yourselves.
"Because we have already become one with the Wanjian Pavilion!"
The hearts of the crowd trembled even more violently. These words were like a huge bell, echoing in the depths of their minds over and over again. They slowly raised their eyes and saw the old woman stretch out her withered hands. Her palms opened, and a golden hairpin lay quietly in them.
The old woman stared at the golden hairpin and said with a faint smile, "This golden hairpin was given to me by my daughter. A few days ago, she died at the hands of the Daluo Golden Sect and the Divine Wind Palace in Yanxiang City. This is the relic she left for me."
Speaking of this, the old woman continued walking toward the gate of the branch. She said as she walked, "Now, the Pavilion Master is painstakingly collecting all the metals in the world. The only thing I can do is to take out this golden hairpin. After all, if it were not for the Pavilion Master, I would not have lived until now, and this golden hairpin would have been buried in the earth.
"I believe that my daughter's spirit in heaven will support me in doing so after she learns of this matter. Keeping the hairpin in my hands is just a thought, but if I hand it over to the Pavilion Master, more people will be saved and more families will be spared from disaster!"
The old woman stretched out her hand and carefully handed over the golden hairpin. However, there was no hesitation in her eyes. There was only determination and relief, as if she had completed the task entrusted to her by a deceased family member.
After handing over the golden hairpin, the old woman turned around and continued to walk with trembling steps into the crowd. She was as ordinary, calm, and hurried as she appeared.
The crowd looked at the old woman and was speechless. Even after the old woman left, they were still standing in the same place. Their eyes were slightly frozen as they fell into deep thought.
The young scholar and the burly man looked at each other and saw the guilt in each other's eyes. Their hands tightened on their weapons at the same time. They gritted their teeth as if they had made some kind of decision.
Patter!
The two of them stepped forward at the same time and stretched out their hands. Not only did they hand over the weapons in their hands, but they also handed over their storage rings. There was no longer any reluctance in their eyes. Instead, there was a sense of relief.
"In the face of a national crisis, everyone has a responsibility. As the people of the 36 prefectures, we naturally have to support Wanjian Pavilion. Otherwise, our country is not our country, and our families are not our families. Even if we have more metal objects and cultivation resources, what's the use?"
The young scholar glanced at the burly man. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. His eyes were sharp as he said, "As I said just now, we have already merged with Wanjian Pavilion. Since we are one, there is no need to hide!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone smiled knowingly. They looked at the weapons in their hands. With a flip of their hands, they took out all the metal objects in their storage rings and handed them over without hesitation.
What's more, many people left in a hurry. When they returned home, they took out all the metal objects and handed them over to Wanjian Pavilion without leaving anything behind.
This trend became more and more intense. Soon, it spread from the prefectural city to the surrounding cities.
When the other prefectural cities heard about this, everyone was deeply enlightened. Not only did they take the initiative to take out the metal objects, but they also spread the word and tried their best to collect other metal objects. Then, they handed them over to Wanjian Pavilion.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the 36 prefectures became even more heated. The number of metal objects increased by thousands of times in an instant. Like a winding river, they surged out from the major cities and finally gathered at Wanjian Pavilion.
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