There are no mountains in the north, but there is a hill in the west, as low as several mounds of soil, and a flat river in the south, with farmland and woods intertwined, and a fierce battle was in a quiet and violent battle. A thoroughfare crossing through the middle, leading to the city in the east.

The weeds under your feet were half dry and half flourished. The unicorn took a bite and spit it out immediately. The dawn light in the sky was slightly dewed, and the surroundings were quiet, without thunder, explosions, spells, and shouting. The disciples of Pangshan who had just left the battlefield of the Ancestor Peak seemed to be a different world for a moment, and still observed everywhere with vigilance, always feeling that groups of demons might pop up in some bushes.

"Where is this?" Yang Qingyin was the first to speak, holding a bronze mirror in her left hand, and pinching the magic trick in her right hand, ready to cast spells at any time, "What's wrong with Lao Zu Peak...?"

They didn't have time to look at Laozu Peak for the last time.

"The Old Ancestor Peak no longer exists." Zeng Fu spoke for Zuo Liuying, trying to ease his tone and reduce the ruthlessness of this sentence.

This is a group of young Taoist priests, and all kinds of emotions surged in their hearts, and everyone's faces changed. After a while, they finally controlled the undercurrent in their hearts, looked at Zuo Liuying together, waiting for his orders. Even the most determined among them was confused at this moment, not knowing what to do next.

Zuo Liuying looked younger than the several breath-taking disciples, but his expression was calm and majestic that only high-level Taoist priests had. He stood still, still spreading his arms and his sleeves were bulging high.

The one who stood up to solve the problem was Lan Qizhang. He was also ready to die for the mountain, but the first seat needed a right-hand man around him. He had to stay.

"The Patriarch Tower was damaged." Standing in the deserted wilderness, Lan Qizhang could tell the truth. "The first building had lost a lot of mana to maintain the Patriarch Tower. In order to maintain the Patriarch Tower, it wanted to go further, but it could only bring everyone here - 1,760 miles southeast of the Patriarch Peak, and the first building didn't know where it was."

Location is no longer the most concerned issue for everyone. Yang Qingyin asked in surprise: "How can the Ancestor Tower be damaged? It is our treasure of the mountain, its power..."

Lan Qizhang shook his head, "The magic power of Pangshan Instant Platform is provided by the Ancestor Tower. Yesterday, the demon clan's sneak attack was very sudden. The demon king quickly destroyed the Instant Platform, and at the same time it also damaged the Ancestor Tower, which required huge magic power to maintain at all times."

Everyone finally understood that Zuo Liuying did not avoid fighting last night. He was concentrating on protecting the treasure of the mountain. Without him, the damage to the Ancestor Tower might have been even worse.

Yang Qingyin glanced at Mu Xingqiu. If everyone had believed his guess earlier, the sneak attack last night might not have been so sudden. "How could Qi Wushang suddenly become a giant monster? He was not like this before." She asked powerlessly, purely to hide the hollowness in her heart.

"I don't know, the demon clan has learned many new magic tricks."

There were many doubts, but it was not important at the moment. Yang Qingyin took a deep breath. His eyes swept across the young disciples' faces one by one, and finally looked at Mu Xingqiu, "What do you have to say?"

"I want to know what to do next? Should I ask for help from other Taoist priests? Or to go to Luanjing Mountain to find a master?" He was thinking about the future. Although the battle at the Ancestor Peak may not have been completely over at this moment, the Demon Fire Mountain is also continuing to roll forward.

Lan Qizhang was silent for a while. It seemed to be feeling Zuo Liuying's thoughts, and then he said: "Neither the first or the Patriarch Tower can move forward any more. We must stop and recover. I am his assistant. Your duty is to protect us from being discovered by the demon clan."

Lan Qizhang looked at Yang Qingyin and thought she would be the leader of the young Taoist priests. This has been true for a long time, but not only her, but even the other Taoist priests also looked at Mu Xingqiu.

"What are your plans?" Yang Qingyin asked. She could take everyone to make trouble, but now she can't tolerate any trouble.

Mu Xingqiu thought for a while, but in fact he had no experience. He once took the lead in fighting and took on many troubles despite opposition. He could not use those experiences. He had to be a calm leader.

"How long will it take for you and the first seat?" he asked.

Lan Qizhang turned his head and looked at Zuo Liuying, and when he looked at Mu Xingqiu, he had already accepted his status, "at least nine days, at most two months."

Mu Xingqiu bit his lip and thought for a while, "I want to divide everyone into three teams..."

His first thought was questioned, and Chen Hao interrupted, "Just like this, you still have to separate?"

In addition to Zuo Liuying, Lan Qizhang and Zeng Fu, who knows how to spell, there are seventeen breath-taking Taoist priests and a bald man, plus three unicorns, whose power is indeed very thin.

"Our duty is to try not to let the demon clan discover the whereabouts of the ancestor tower, so it doesn't matter if there are too many people. The key is not to attract the attention of the demon clan."

Chen Hao had nothing to say.

Mu Xingqiu continued: "A team of people should go to Wandi Mountain for help, which is the closest Taoist throne to Pang Mountain. The second team of people should go directly to Luanjing Mountain to find the master."

"It can be quickly transmitted to Luanjing Mountain from Wandi Mountain." Xin Youtao reminded.

"No one can guarantee that only Pang Shan was attacked last night. We have to make preparations." Mu Xingqiu explained. Although this was an extremely terrifying guess, it was not impossible. "What is the longest distance of the incense burner in the voice transmission?"

"No more than three hundred miles." Fangfang replied.

"Is there any other spell that can keep in touch?"

"No more, the first seat can't bring too many magic weapons." Lan Qizhang replied immediately.

"I need to know our specific location to calculate the time to travel to Wandi Mountain and Luanjing Mountain."

Zuo Liuying's destination was not here. He knew that he had cast a spell and crossed 1,760 miles southeast, and the more specific direction was unclear. Neither Lan Qizhang nor Zeng Fu could answer.

Xin Youtao kept looking around and said, "I remembered that the river to the east is Jiehe, and the southeast of Laozu Peak is more than 1,700 miles southeast of the old ancestor peak... That city should be Duanliu City in our Xijie Kingdom. Opposite is Dongjie Kingdom, which should be not far from Wandi Mountain, absolutely less than two thousand miles away. It will be far from Luanjing Mountain, at least eight thousand miles."

Mu Xingqiu roughly calculated, "I need a volunteer who flies fast."

Yang Qingyin and Fangfang had a higher realm and flew faster. But both of them wanted to stay and protect the Patriarch Tower. Five disciples with six or seven levels of breath stood up and volunteered to deliver the letter.

Two disciples with the seventh level of breath went to Wandi Mountain and could arrive in three to five days. The other three disciples of the sixth level rushed to Luanjing Mountain and could arrive at least half a month. The five knew that they had a heavy responsibility, especially the two who went to Wandi Mountain, carrying the greatest hope, and immediately said goodbye.

"Can the first one enter the city?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

Zeng Fu nodded. "You can walk into the city."

"We need to go to the city with a uniform and not let people know that we are Taoist priests Pangshan."

Yifu was originally a very simple spell. Everyone looked at each other and there was only Lan Qizhang. Yang Qingyin said: "There is no way. This simple illusion Taoist can see through it with a glance at the Tianmu. Only casual cultivators use it to deceive ordinary people. I didn't expect that Taoist Pangshan would have this day."

Lan Qizhang changed his Taoist robe for everyone, but he knew very little about secular outfits and needed Xin Youtao's guidance. The hairstyles of more than a dozen people were normal. Although it still caused some suspicion, it would not be seen. The three-headed kirins were transformed into ordinary horses, so they didn't care, because they still had their true appearance in their eyes.

Zuo Liuying was not as comfortable as he had already put down his arms and his sleeves were not so bulging.

Xin Youtao and another disciple went to the city to rent a house. The others continued to wait in the wilderness.

The rising sun was rising, and farmers had already appeared in the fields to the south. They looked at the strange people in confusion for a while, and continued to focus on harvesting the mature crops.

After Muxing finished the task, the atmosphere became solidified again, and no one spoke for a long time. The ground suddenly trembled, and farmers in the distance threw down their tools and fled to the village in panic.

The tremor came from the direction of Pangshan. Yang Qingyin finally couldn't help but say the question that had been in her heart for a long time: "Are all the people in Laozu Peak... dead?"

"Dead." Zeng Fu replied coldly, but tears flowed out in his eyes. The sound belonged to Zuo Liuying and the tears belonged to herself.

The tremor on the ground stopped and everyone fell into silence again.

Shen Hao broke the silence. He didn't understand one thing, "Why don't we go directly to Wandi Mountain? If the first one was heading east from the beginning, we would be not far from Wandi Mountain."

Zuo Liuying seemed to have not heard this, and neither Lan Qizhang nor Zeng Fu answered for him. Yang Qingyin sighed, "The Patriarch Tower is the treasure of Pangshan Mountain, and cannot enter other Taoist thrones. I just hope that the Grandmaster and other Pangshan disciples will come to support quickly, and we must regain Pangshan."

The complex relationship between Taoist dynasties is something that ordinary disciples cannot understand. Shen Hao frowned slightly and did not ask again. After a while, he said: "Then the sender should not know that the Patriarch Tower was damaged."

"Don't worry, other Taoist sects will not come to rob the Patriarch's Tower." Yang Qingyin was not worried about this at all, and Zuo Liuying was obviously the same.

Shen Hao frowned even more, and the relationship between Taoism became more complicated and even difficult to understand in his eyes.

Xin Youtao came back and hired three carriages, one for Zuo Liuying and Zeng Fu, two for seven other female disciples, male Taoist priests walking to Duanliu City.

The three coachmen were very careful about this group of strange guests and kept looking at them. Mu Xingqiu found that he had learned dozens of heart-reciting spells and could use them at this time. He silently recited one of them and quietly cast spells on the three of them. Their focus quickly turned to the earthquake just now, asking the guests about everything.

Mu Xingqiu's illusion of mind is still very weak. Using it to Taoist priests or demons will only seek self-inflicted pain, but it has miraculous effects on ordinary people.

Duanliu City is not big, and the residents in the city know nothing about the Dao Monster Battle that took place in Pangshan. They are gathered on the street to discuss the earthquake, and are quite excited to survive the disaster.

Xin Youtao took advantage of the situation and rented the entire yard of a small inn, claiming that they would stay here temporarily and go to Dongjieguo as soon as the goods arrived. He said to Mu Xingqiu in private: "I can indicate the prince's identity at any time, and the officials here will receive us."

To keep it confidential, Mu Xingqiu felt that the name of the prince was not needed for the time being.

Yang Qingyin and Fangfang volunteered to check Pang Shan’s situation. They went out of the city and ascended with swords where no one left. They went for hundreds of miles and did not come back until the evening.

"The Mountain of Demon Fire is moving southwest." Yang Qingyin said this, and everyone understood the meaning. Mount Pang was broken and the Old Ancestor Peak had become a ravine.

Xin Youtao was stunned, "Southwest? Isn't that the direction of Xijie City? Where is the demon clan going to attack?"

No one can answer his question.

The next day, a group of refugees suddenly surged from Duanliu City, bringing a large number of vague rumors. One thing is certain: countless demon soldiers entered Xijieguo through the gap in Pangshan and headed straight to the capital. Their ambition was not only to break through Pangshan.

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