"Fellow Daoist Huang, are you here, Daoist Huang?"

Wen Zhong was worried, suppressing the anxiety and longing in his heart, riding Mo Qilin, climbing mountains and wading rivers as if walking on flat ground, and not long after, he arrived under an old pine on the top of Qishan Mountain.

He felt that there was something unusual about the energy flow here.

But no one can be seen...

After using magic and supernatural powers to look around, I didn't see where Yang Lin was. My heart sank and I asked in a deep voice.

"well……"

There was a sigh from beside me.

It rang in my ears.

Wen Zhong was so frightened that he suddenly turned around, his body swept ten feet away, and almost went out without a whip. Looking back in surprise, he saw a man wearing golden armor and white robes, with a long sword on his shoulder, a face like a crown of jade, and two

The young general with a slanted eyebrow was looking at him quietly.

"Fellow Daoist Huang!"

"The Grand Master's defeat has been determined at this time. Why not just follow Cong Tian's numbers and turn around? We, the Taoist cultivators, all understand a truth. Those who follow nature will be at ease, and those who defy nature will work hard. Now that the great catastrophe has begun, life and death cannot be controlled by one's care.

, Thousands of years of Taoism have been wasted, and even one's life will be lost. This cannot be done forcefully."

Before Wen Zhong could speak, Yang Lin's face was full of compassion and he began to persuade.

"Fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong." Hearing that the third eye between Taishi's brows suddenly opened, his hair stood up, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Since I established the religion, I have never cared about what God will do, I only want to die from death.

How dare you retreat without a fight if you intercept a glimmer of hope and where your Taoist heart lies. Although Xiqi is powerful at this time, it is still an opportunity. The adversity will eventually pass and things will turn around. When the time comes, it will be Jiang Ziya and others' turn.

Everyone was defeated and died..."

"Is there a chance of survival?" When Yang Lin heard this, a strange smile appeared on his face. This was not a sarcasm.

But a kind of understanding...

When a catastrophe begins, the people in the situation, no matter how wise, decisive and smart they are on weekdays, will be confused and unable to see the truth at all when something really happens.

'I can win. If I work harder, I will make a comeback. Survival from desperate situations is right in front of me...'

This is actually all kinds of illusions.

Only when the body and soul are destroyed will one suddenly wake up, but by then, it is already too late.

Wen Zhong is like this, Zhao Gongming is like this, and Empress Sanxiao is like this too.

However, when their eyes are red with murder, who will see that the almighty God has revealed its cruel fangs?

The reason why Yang Lin persuaded Grand Master Wen to retreat was not because he really wanted to persuade him to change his mind, but to tell him tactfully that no matter what he wanted to do during this trip, it was extremely dangerous, unreasonable and rude, so don't worry about it yet.

mouth.

However, Grand Master Wen had obviously reached the point where he had to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

The dough is really thick.

His eyes moved slightly, with a bitter look on his face, "Uncle Zhao was secretly plotted this time, and he was hit by the vicious curses of the demon clan such as the Seven Arrows Book of Nails. He is already in a coma and cannot control himself. I hope fellow Taoists can see that he is in the same court."

For the sake of being an official, you can help me and others. If you succeed in the future, I will never forget the great kindness of my fellow Taoist today, and you will be richly rewarded in the future."

'Have you finally entrusted me with this extremely dangerous task?'

Yang Lin still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were slightly cold.

Master Wen, doesn’t he know how tightly defended Xiqi Camp is now?

No.

he knows.

Two generals, Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi, had just been hanged on the flagpole by the Xiqi Formation because of a failed attempt to steal a book. The other party didn't even bother to exchange prisoners and directly killed people in demonstration, showing their iron-blooded will to never hold back.

It can be said that no matter who wants to steal books in Xiqi camp at this time, they are all just like meat buns and beating dogs, and they will never come back.

Even Master Wen did not dare to go there himself.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that even with his ability, going there would be a dead end.

So, why did he invite it on himself?

It's just that I want to give it a try. It will be better if I succeed, but it won't be worse if I fail.

Other people's lives are always worthless.

If Yang Lin hadn't had his own intentions, Yang Lin would have scolded him as far away as possible.

Didn't you see that you arranged for all the soldiers and generals under your command to leave? You obviously don't want to deal with the war anymore, but you still open your mouth and ask me to die. It's really a big honor.

However, it is not necessary at this time.

The reason for waiting in Qishan is to embark on this journey.

"Is there bound to be a generous reward in the future? No, no, it's better to go see fellow Taoist Gongming first. Grand Master, you can't decide whether to reward generously or not..."

What good reward can Master Wen give?

The answer is no.

Although he is most suitable for being a prime minister, governing the world, and doing well, he is not very outstanding.

There is nothing very good about the magic weapon.

He might not be able to beat even one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

In a duel, most people will be at a disadvantage and will be beaten to death.

Of course, as a third-generation disciple of Jie Jiao, having this ability is actually very powerful, and he is worthy of the title of Grand Master.

However, this one is almost done, and even the Shang Dynasty is about to be finished.

Even Jiejiao has entered the countdown.

They couldn't see clearly, but Yang Lin knew it very clearly.

Now, no matter how many promises and benefits we make, they all come to nothing in the end.

Therefore, it is not as reliable as Zhao Gongming's promise.

After all, he took this risk in order to save the life of this great disciple of the Jie Jiao outer sect.

The kindness is too great, but it must be repaid.

…

When I saw the future God of Wealth, he was already haggard, his eyes were red, and his skinny face was burning with anger, and he looked slightly crazy.

Master Wen hurriedly stepped forward and introduced: "Uncle Zhao, this person is Huang Tianhao. With one person's power that day, Xiqi was so afraid to go eastward. His martial arts and Taoism are all unpredictable. My nephew asked him to steal the book. He must have something."

Some certainty."

"Is this true?"

Zhao Gongming's face showed a slight trace of death, and his eyes gained a little more luster. He steeled himself, half-sited up and asked.

"Fellow Taoist Gongming, let's not ask about the certainty. Going to Xiqi Camp to steal the Seven Arrows Book is indeed the only way to relieve our fellow Taoist from danger. However, the twelve golden immortals on the opposite side, including Ran Deng and Taoist Lu Ya,

We are all waiting for it, this trip is very dangerous, it can be said that there is a narrow escape..."

Yang Lin pondered for a moment and immediately stopped going around in circles: "If a poor Taoist is lucky enough to steal the Arrow Book and come back to save the life of his fellow Taoist, he won't want to go all the way in vain."

"What do you want? I'll give it to you..."

Zhao Gongming is obviously more honest than Wen Zhonglai.

The brief period of sobriety made him unwilling to miss the glimmer of hope.

For some reason, when he saw Yang Lin, he felt that this young Taoist cultivator, who looked young, felt a little bottomless.

Standing next to Wen Zhong, the energy in his body fluctuated, and he actually overwhelmed Wen Zhong.

As long as he stared carefully, surprisingly, he could still feel the slightest threat, as if his life would be in danger if the other party attacked.
Chapter completed!