Mu Xingqiu sat on a stool in front of the house and stared at his great sword.

There was still blood from the demon race on the sword. He didn't wipe it, but just watched it blankly, watching the blood slowly flowing along the branches and lines on the sword. He found that no matter how the big sword was placed, even if the sword tip rushed up, the blood drops still flowed to the tip in an orderly manner. When he was waiting for the latecomers to gather and gathered into a ball the size of a pigeon egg, he fell to the ground as if he was disgusted.

A small pool of blood had accumulated at Mu Xingqiu's feet, and his sword body was recovering as before.

"What a good sword." said the Taoist priest standing opposite.

Mu Xingqiu raised his head and looked at Shen Jiyi's face, "Is the talk finished?"

The reinforcements coming from outside Duanliu City were not Grandmaster Pangshan or disciples of Wandishan, but Shen Jiyi, Taoist of Yashan. He killed the flying demon with magic, received the union of cheers from the soldiers of the Xuanfu Army, and then followed the team back to the inn in the city to pay homage to Zuo Liuying.

He came out shortly after a while, and Mu Xingqiu guessed that the talk would definitely not go well.

Shen Jiyi did not answer immediately and looked around. He found that this was a not-so-large inn. More than a dozen rooms were enough for Taoist priests of Pangshan. The shopkeeper and the client escaped, and no one cleaned it. The courtyard and doors and windows were covered with a thin layer of dust.

People who are used to living in the Old Ancestor Peak do not do cleaning work, and they don’t know how to use spells. Fortunately, they eat very little and are sent by the city guards on time so they won’t be hungry.

Shen Jiyi smiled, "Fellow Daoist Lanqizhang...it should be said to be the left leader, let me talk to you."

Mu Xingqiu was stunned and slowly stood up. Although Shen Jiyi came in an inappropriate way, he thought his mission had come to an end and he could only focus on fighting with everyone. Unexpectedly, Zuo Liuying actually let him handle all the matters.

He quickly returned to normal, "What are you talking about?"

Shen Jiyi glanced around a few more times.

"Yang Qingyin is in the military camp." Mu Xingqiu said.

Shen Jiyi smiled. "Of course it's talking about the Patriarch's Tower."

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu said nothing. Zuo Liuying gave him a difficult task. He was a little vague about what Pang Shan's bottom line was, so I wanted to listen to what the other party said first.

"I don't need to say much about the importance of the Ancestor Tower. Duanliu City is too close to the demon army, so they will attack soon. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. The Ancestor Tower should be taken away."

Mu Xingqiu looked up and thought for a while. He should have thought about how to answer, but his thoughts always turned to other places. He thought that Shen Jiyi was actually only six or seven years older than him, but he was already a Taoist priest from Fuxia, and was qualified to come forward to solve various problems for Yashan...

"I haven't heard from the Taoist sect for several days. Is there any other Taoist sect that have been attacked by the demon clan?"

A hint of displeasure flashed between Shen Jiyi's eyebrows. Zuo Liuying, the doctrine of the Shinji, refused to talk to him. On the contrary, he did not like an inhaled Taoist priest who acted as an equal attitude as him, but he still introduced: "Fights occurred in many places. The sirens launched a large-scale attack on Luanjing Mountain and were repelled; a group of demon soldiers attacked Hongshan and the entire army was destroyed; the other Taoist priests were attacked to varying degrees, but fortunately, they did not suffer any losses."

"Only Pang Shan..."

"The main force of the demon clan attacked Pangshan. Now it seems that the purpose of the demon king is to open a gap and directly attack the Holy Talisman Dynasty. The nine major Daotongs have been fooled, and the most critical thing at the moment is not Pangshan, but Wangshan."

"Looking at the mountain?"

"The night six days ago, Wangshan was the one who was most attacked."

"Wangshan is ready."

"Yes, Wangshan was prepared for a long time. All Taoist priests secretly sent high-ranking Taoists. The ancestor himself had already quietly returned to Wangshan. But it was strange that there was no warning or any damage. Wangshan suddenly closed the instant platform after sending a few messages to Hongshan that the battle situation was dominant."

"Close the instant table?"

"It's different from the destruction of Pangshan Immediate Platform. Hongshan Taoist Tong is sure that Wangshan Immediate Platform is still there, but the other party no longer accepts the teleportation of Hongshan Immediate Platform. I don't know if it was intentional or something happened."

"This is really a strange thing." Mu Xingqiu was very surprised. Wangshan was alone in the extreme north, far away from other Taoist dynasties. The ice and snow around him were dangerous and inexplicable ancient battlefields, full of unclean air. The instant platform was the only quick entry and exit passage. Wangshan had no reason to close it.

"It's not just a strange thing, but also an unprecedented crisis. Wangshan guards the Demon-Suppressing Bell. There are thousands of Taoist priests in his own family, and nearly 300 other Taoist priests. If something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The Nine Dao Sects generally expect that the demons will return to the world within a thousand years. If they come out now and no one is ready, it will be a devastating crisis. However, listening to Shen Jiyi's tone, Mu Xingqiu knew that the situation was not that serious, "so all Dao Sects are busy solving the problem of Wangshan."

"Well, it is said that a team was sent to set off from Xingshan to Wangshan. It would probably take several months to arrive. All the Taoist dynasties are now in danger and are strengthening their defenses. This is why Wandishan was unable to send people to help after receiving the support request. To be honest, I am your only reinforcement."

"Master Pangshan and many disciples are in chaos on Jingshan, and they will come."

"Maybe not. Luanjingshan was just an attack to defeat the sirens without completely defeating them. The situation there was still critical. Pangshan's master Ning Qiwei - I admire his courage and mind very much - has made a public commitment to put the overall situation first. Unless he completely defeated the sirens, he and Pangshan's disciples will never leave Luanjingshan."

"This... this is impossible!" Mu Xingqiu was even more shocked than hearing Wangshan's loss of contact. The Patriarch Tower is the treasure of Pangshan Mountain. If it is lost, Pangshan will no longer be worthy of being one of the nine great dynasties. Ning Qiwei should come as fast as possible, rather than "putting the overall situation first."

"This time, the demon tribes were surprisingly united and had a huge offensive. They had never been there for 100,000 years. Grandmaster Pang Shan's choice was correct, and he must have believed in the left leader very much."

Shen Jiyi strengthened his tone, so a compliment became like a mockery. Mu Xingqiu knew that all the nine great Taoist dynasties knew that the Grandmaster Ning Qiwei was incompatible with the first Zuo Liuying. One was a symbol of Pangshan and the other was a Taoist priest with the highest level of Pangshan. If it weren't for the True Illusion incident, Zuo Liuying was more qualified to inherit the title of Grandmaster than Ning Qiwei.

Will higher Taoist priests, especially Taoist priests like Grandmasters and First House, harm the interests of Taoism due to personal grudges? Mu Xingqiu remembered his experience when he was selecting disciples at Yangshen Peak, and had an answer in his heart, but he was still very disappointed. He was a disciple of Pangshan and had feelings for Pangshan. He really couldn't bear to watch it fall out because of internal fighting.

"No other Taoist priest will come to support us?"

"No more, a disciple of Pangshan may come from Luanjing Mountain to officially inform you of the Grandmaster's decision."

"Your suggestion is to transfer the Patriarch Tower?"

"Yes, please don't misunderstand. Yashan and other Taoist sects are not interested in the Patriarch Tower. I suggest you move to the imperial capital, which is the heart of the Holy Talisman Dynasty, away from demon soldiers, and is protected by a powerful talisman army. It is enough to fight against the entire demon army. The Taoist sects will also support the imperial capital, not here-" Shen Jiyi pointed casually, "Duanliu City has no danger to defend. It is not suitable to fight against the demon army. The Taoist sects and the Holy Talisman Dynasty do not sit idly by the war in Pangshan. All parties are gathering their forces to prepare for a decisive battle, but they are not in Duanliu City."

Shen Jiyi described a crisis-ridden environment and made a reasonable suggestion, but he did not believe that an inhaled Taoist priest could make a decision. He paused and said, "Go and discuss with the left head and make a decision quickly. If you repel the first group of demon soldiers, it may have attracted the attention of the demon army."

"I'm sorry, neither I nor the left-handed captain can give you a clear answer now. I will wait until the disciple Pangshan brought back the Grandmaster's message before making a decision."

"Of course." Shen Jiyi bowed slightly, and gave the etiquette of Taoism. The imperial weapon flew up. He would not stay in this dirty inn. He would rather go out of the city to find a quiet and clean place to live.

The sword body was no longer blood-stained. Mu Xingqiu put it in the scabbard behind him and looked at Zuo Liuying's room for a while, hoping to get some instructions, but no one came out, not even Fangfang and Bald.

He walked towards the gate of the inn and was about to go to the military camp to check it out. Before he could open the door, he heard the noise outside.

"Why is the god leaving again?"

The incident of Shen Jiyi killing monsters with magic has spread throughout Duanliu City. Everyone has a glimmer of hope. Seeing him fly out of the city, they are disappointed.

Mu Xingqiu pushed the door open and walked to the street.

The crowd became quiet, and at some point the streets were filled with people. Most of them were refugees who had come in the past few days. When they saw "General Mu" walking out, they stopped making noise.

Two soldiers led Mao Qilin and walked in front to lead the way for the general.

Mu Xingqiu was not used to being stared at by so many people. When he walked to the middle of the street, he stopped, sat on Mao Qilin's back, and whispered: "Crossing the river and going to Dongjieguo, Duanliu City is not safe."

He didn't want to give everyone illusory hope, and there would be more and more demon soldiers, and Taoist Pangshan would leave at any time. His duty was to protect the ancestor tower, not Duanliu City, nor these people.

The crowd nodded, and an old man with a cane plucked up his courage and said, "We are here to thank General Mu for blocking the demon soldiers. You saved our lives. I am waiting for my daughter and her family. Once she arrives, she will cross the river, which will take only two or three days."

Everyone talked about gratitude and wishes, but it turned out that they were all waiting for their families.

Mu Xingqiu just nodded and didn't speak anymore. This was not an officialdom. He could not say what Xin Youtao called "unfulfilled promises", and slowly drove out of the crowd and headed to the military camp.

The soldiers of the Xuanfu Army were still immersed in the joy of victory. Many people deliberately kept the blood on their bodies and rushed to the gate of the military camp to cheer and salute General Mu.

Yang Qingyin stepped forward and grabbed Mao Qilin's reins, "Does Shen Jiyi want us to go to Yashan? He is not kind."

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, nodded to the soldiers, then jumped to the ground, took Pangshan disciples to an uninhabited room, and told the current situation of the Nine Daotong.

"Shen Jiyi is right, we have to retreat to the imperial capital." Chen Hao was the first to express his opinion, "Since Zuo Liuying asked you to be responsible, it's up to you to decide."

"The Patriarch Tower has not been completely repaired yet, and it will not be able to evacuate Duanliu City within at least a few days. Our mission is to defend the city. The Grandmaster will send someone to see what he says." Mu Xingqiu paused, "And I don't believe that the Grandmaster will abandon the Patriarch Tower for the chaos of Jingshan."

"Yes, there's something wrong with this." Yang Qingyin reached out and made a crisp finger. "I don't believe that Ning Qiwei would regard the safety of Luanjing Mountain as more important than the ancestor tower. This decision is too crazy and it's simply a devil... But even if he is devilish, my parents and many people in Pangshan are in Luanjing Mountain, they will never support Ning Qiwei's decision."
Chapter completed!