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Chapter nine hundred and seventy first dark clouds

The dark clouds quietly occupied the sky. It rained lightly at noon. After the rain, there was no clear sky. The moisture in the clouds did not decrease at all, but increased. The clouds piled in the air like lead, falling slowly, as if a hand was holding them, and the hand was so tired that it could not hold on.

Anyone who sees such clouds will feel that the rainstorm is coming, but until dusk, the clouds just droop lower and lower, occasionally sprinkling a few drops of rain, like a young general who is out to challenge, but the army behind him is reluctant to charge.

Shen Cunyi stood under the eaves and looked up. He looked at the person on the building.

The Taoist priests outside the town retreated and formed magic circles everywhere to fight against the dark clouds in the air. This was too forced for them. There were three thousand orthodox Taoist priests and fifty thousand monks outside, not to mention two Taoist priests who were subduing Yuemang and one Taoist priest who were subduing the formation. There was only one reason they could persevere until now: the other party had not used all his strength yet.

Zhang Xianger and two companions stood on the Shen family's watchtower, taking turns to maintain the magic circle. Facing the teasing and step-by-step pressing of dark clouds in the air, no one gave in and never talked about this topic.

Shen Cunyi held his breath, and his only hope was to stand for a while and watch for a while.

"Do you don't even have the qualifications to form a magic circle?" A voice came at this time.

Shen Cunyi blushed, coughed twice in embarrassment, turned around and looked at Yin Buchen, "I have other tasks."

"The task of running errands and sending letters is quite heavy." Yin Buchen sarcastically said. He never speaks soft-mouthed to people who are not as strong as him.

Shen Cunyi glanced at the Look Tower quickly. Zhang Xianger and others were still maintaining the magic circle. When it was time to rest, they concentrated on thinking, "You don't have to worry about our affairs. Where is Yi Shijun? Are you still studying fragments?"

"You don't have to worry about Laojun's affairs." Yin Buchen looked at the sky, "I really don't understand what Daotong thinks. When fighting with the demon clan, didn't you always use less to attack more? How do you deal with Yelin Town but bully the few with more? Tens of thousands of people created such a large cloud, which is better than Shi Hanyuan's long sight of the wind three days ago."

Although Shen Cunyi was a Taoist priest, he did not have much freedom and freedom. He had no intention of chatting with Yin Buchen and was embarrassed to walk away, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Fellow Daoist Duan said that this is a ritual. All Taoist priests and monks who participated in the slaughter of Yelin Town. Even if they were just watching, their hands would be stained with blood. This is our blood, the blood of the Taoist priests. The people who stained them will die forever from then on. This is Shi Hanyuan's purpose."

"Well, this is like something Xiao Wei can say... Huh, what you mean is that the blood of the demon clan and mortals is not important."

"That's different. Both sides of the battle are Taoist priests, so... killing fellow Taoists is a serious crime. No matter how cruel Zuo Liuying is, he will only send the apostate into the Demon-Battle Cave. Shi Hanyuan wants to kill them all, in the middle... in the middle..."

"I understand." Yin Buchen nodded with a reserved attitude, "It's similar to the sacrifices in front of the demon clan. Especially those stupid beast monsters, they always kill one or two companions before fighting to inspire their fighting spirit. They thought they could use the blood of their enemies to wash away the blood of their comrades. It was so stupid, but it was quite effective."

Shen Cunyi didn't think there was any similarity between the two, but he had no intention of refuting and couldn't help but look up again.

"It seems you don't have much confidence." Yin Buchen said.

"Confidence? You mean confidence in this battle...Who said I didn't? We could defeat Shi Hanyuan three days ago. Today, we can do it, and Fellow Daoist Yang has made arrangements."

"Ah, three days ago, I remember that besides the Three Spirits controlled by the Virgin of Wanzi, I dared to rush up to fight against the Sun Mang spell, and followed the Dao Zun for many years. I got a lot of courage from him. He taught me a truth: If you can't avoid it, it's better to go head-on than to escape. If your opponent wants to keep a distance from you, you can try every means to eliminate the distance."

"Dao Zun is Uncle Mu Xingqiu, his words make sense. There is one thing that is not easy to get close to a higher Taoist priest..."

"Hey. What are you? Just a little Taoist priest, who dares to question the words of Taoist priest!" Yin Buchen shook his head, "No, right, what I want to say is not this. I said you don't have much confidence, because you don't want to leave regrets after death, so you really want to shine all the things you should say and shouldn't say before death, and maybe you will be together..."

"Shhh." Shen Cunyi's face turned redder. Although he had boldly expressed his feelings when he left Huangjing, it was facing the Taoist Tower. Zhang Xiang'er was not present. Now, even if he just looked away from a distance, there was not much courage left in his heart.

"Don't worry, when the Taoist lord makes his best move, the entire Yelin Town will 'shush'." Yin Buchen liked this sentence very much, and smiled with satisfaction first.

Shen Cunyi was a little confused, "Why are you not afraid at all?"

"Why am I afraid? Do you think my courage is not as good as you? Three days ago, when I rushed into the battle of Feng Chang desperately, where were you? Who sent the Three Spirits from afar? Who offered him the Dharma of the Demon Lord? Without me, he would be a waste of three heads and six arms."

Shen Cunyi was forced into a corner by a series of questions, his face turned redder and his mouth became stupider.

"We were all on the mountain at that time and saw your 'heroic deeds'." Someone answered for him.

Zhang Xiang'er flew down from the watchtower and stood behind Shen Cunyi. Shen Cunyi turned around, his face red like cooked shrimps.

"You have to thank me, everyone in Yelin Town must thank me." Yin Buchen said proudly.

"Thank you, why not thank Yi Shijun. Look at you so calm, Yi Shijun must have a way to deal with it. Let's tell him to take a move. We are almost unable to hold on." Zhang Xianger came to the conclusion directly.

Yin Buchen widened his eyes, and the anger in his eyes gradually faded into disdain, "Laojun said that the ultimate move is a trick that can only be used in desperate situations. It is not advisable to be exposed too early. When the people in Yelin Town die 80% of them will come to him."

"Will the dead or the living?" Zhang Xianger didn't want to rely on the demon clan at first, and she had no fantasies at this time. She snorted and said to Shen Cunyi: "Go and notify fellow Taoist Yang Qingyin. At most, the Taoist sect will launch a full-scale attack in half an hour."

Shen Cunyi nodded, hesitating whether to say something, Zhang Xiang'er had already jumped back to the building.

Yin Buchen finally came back to the slightest revelation. He actually lost to a female Taoist priest who was not as good as himself in the bickering. However, the person had already left, and the best opportunity to refute also slipped away. He turned his eyes a few times, raised his hand and patted Shen Cunyi on the shoulder twice, "Give up, boy, you can't help it. You are a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, beware that there is not even a bone scum left."

Yin Buchen learns and uses it now, and leaves after he says it, without giving the other party a chance to return.

Shen Cunyi didn't think about retaliating and ran outside excitedly.

He has been playing with Zhang Xianger since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to her strength. He has never been disgusted with it, nor has he ever thought about "suppressing" who to live. Moreover, there is a tacit understanding between the two, which cannot be understood by outsiders, especially outside monsters like Yin Buchen.

Yang Qingyin's residence is on the other side of the street, and is far from Shen's house, but it is not an obstacle for Taoist priests. They also have magic tools for instant communication. It is not a particularly important matter and there is basically no need to send messages deliberately.

Zhang Xiang'er just found an excuse to come and help. Shen Cunyi seemed to have just improved his level and ran fast on the street. After a while, he remembered that he could fly.

Yang Qingyin's residence is the tallest wooden tower in Yelin Town. The three souls on the top of the tower remained motionless and could live in the bottom floor. As soon as Shen Cunyi came in, he heard Yang Qingyin assigning tasks, so he stepped aside and listened.

Yang Qingyin already knew the situation of the battle in the air. Like Zhang Xianger and others, she did not place her hope on Yi Shijun. She was an unreasonable old demon. She would take action at any time if she wanted to help. It would be useless if she didn't want to help. Yelin Town must save herself.

"Have the wooden towers and buildings of each house been built?" Yang Qingyin asked, Xiao Qingtao, Xiao Hao, Feifei, Chen Xiuming, Shen Ji, Sun Yulu and others were standing opposite her, and only the Virgin Wanzi was sitting.

"It's built!" Shen Cunyi replied loudly, looking too excited, attracting several puzzled gazes, and he hurriedly retreated.

The room was extremely simple, with the ground still soil and there was no layer of grass. There was a crooked table in the middle, and the Virgin of Wanzi sat on the only chair.

"The black wood of Zhibu Bang can resist some spells. Let's remind everyone: Don't leave Lai Muta Tower. Once the decisive battle begins, I won't be able to give away too many people to protect them."

"Don't worry, I'll go now." Chen Xiuming said seriously, glaring at his son when he walked outside. He wanted to take him away, but then he changed his mind. Shen Cunyi was a Taoist priest after all, and should stay with the people here, rather than hiding in the wooden tower like ordinary residents.

"How long can the magic array last?" Yang Qingyin asked.

"In less than half an hour." Sun Yulu replied, looking at Xiaohao and Feifei behind her, "If you have the help of the beast master, you should be able to hold on for half an hour."

Xuanwu Deshi and Youliao will serve as the last line of defense in Yelin Town, resisting the attack with the Taoists.

"Enough, how are the raid teams ready?"

Shin Ji replied: "Eighty-seven people are ready and will be in place soon, just waiting for a loophole in the Taoist magic."

Yang Qingyin nodded, Shen Ji walked out, and Shen Cunyi followed behind him. He was one of the eighty-seven raiders. Yin Buchen said one thing right. He had to rush close to the battle with Taoist priests to have a chance of winning.

"The situation will inevitably be in chaos after the war begins. I will leave it to you two for things like putting out fire."

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao received the order at the same time. They brought not many people and could not participate in the magic circle, so they were dedicated to defending spells that were out of control.

All of these are auxiliary to the battle. Yang Qingyin finally turned to the Holy Mother of Wanzi, "As long as I can defend Yelin Town, I will personally send you back to the Chufeng Mountain and fight the enemy side by side with you."

Not only was the only chair sitting on the only chair, but the only smile in the room on his face, "As long as the information you get is right, Shi Hanyuan and the Three Spirits really share the same person's remnant soul, I have a way."

At the top of the wooden tower, Mu Dong'er was talking to Yao Er's head, "Don't be afraid of baldness, I will never let anyone hurt you."

Yao Er blinked constantly, trying to recall his past, while the other two heads looked at the dark clouds above his head without saying a word.

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