UGB Chapter 726 I will stand here until the roar of spells sounds!
Chapter 726 I will stand here until the roar of spells sounds!
Chapter 726 I will stand here until the roar of spells sounds!
Witnessing the end of a monk's tribulation, Liu Yu returned to the attic to practice, while Zhuo Mengzhen went out to deal with the Yudan Hall, intending to sell it at a suitable price.
But very unfortunately, only two days later, his premonition came true.
Qianting Holy Land and other major forces all increased their troops in the direction of Zixia Mountains at the same time, and there was a tendency to push into this holy land of casual cultivators.
The Zixia Mountains are in all directions, and groups of high-level spirit ships even appear from time to time.
Continuously flying around this Lingshan, monitoring the movement inside grandiosely.
All of a sudden, the holy land of casual cultivators was in turmoil, and the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere was gone forever.
Premonitioning that the storm is coming, and the Zixia Mountains will be the center of the storm, many casual cultivators subconsciously choose to protect themselves wisely, sell their properties and leave this area.
In just a few days, the number of monks in the Zixia Mountains dropped precipitously, and the scene of people coming and going in the past no longer existed.
The places between the great spirit mountains are deserted, and only occasionally can a few rays of light shuttle back and forth.
For the casual cultivators who intend to leave, Qianting Holy Land has a very strange attitude, and has no intention of obstructing them, but instead allows them to pass.
After all, there are too many casual cultivators, and the killings will definitely not be exhausted. As long as this holy land of casual cultivators is leveled, the confidence of the major casual cultivators can be greatly damaged.
Once the word gets out, the threat of the past will be gone forever.
The loose cultivator is basically a mess of loose sand. At this time, most of the monks will certainly not have the thought of living and dying with the Zixia Mountains.
Seeing that the Holy Land of Qianting did not stop them, they packed up their things and ran away.
The reason why they come here is only because the cultivation environment here is good. It is impossible to say that they have no feelings, but it is far from the point of risking their lives for it.
Only the major casual repair organizations had no choice but to stay here because they stood on the opposite side of the Qianting Holy Land and had no choice but to retreat.
After all, the soldiers of Qianting Holy Land surrounded the Zixia Mountains, and going out at this time can only lead to death, so it is better to stay here and give it a try.
With the presence of the "Kowloon God", what if the danger can be saved?
……
A few days later, Hongxia Mountain Cave Mansion.
In the small pavilion, Liu Yu sat alone, a steaming spirit tea had already been brewed on the table, as if he was waiting for someone.
It's not that he didn't want to leave, but that Qianting Holy Land moved too quickly.
Before leaving, the Zixia Mountains were already surrounded, so they had to stay here.
However, according to observations in the past few days, Qianting Holy Land does not seem to have any intention to strictly censor casual cultivators who leave this place, and it seems that it is very simple to muddle through.
After several days of observation, Liu Yu probably understood the intention of Qianting Holy Land, and he planned to leave tomorrow without caring about the property of Yudantang.
I am here today just to say goodbye to Guo Poyun.
After all, this person is the monk he has been most familiar with since he came to Central Territory, and the relationship between the two has always been good.
It seems a bit unreasonable to leave without saying goodbye.
After all, after this incident, the Purple Scarf Army is not certain to be destroyed, and Guo Poyun's cultivation base is also at the peak of Jindan, so he has the value of making friends.
"It seems that Qianting Holy Land just wants to destroy the "Holy Land of Loose Cultivators", not all the casual cultivators."
"Perhaps its real present is "that one"."
Thinking of this, Liu Yu turned his head subconsciously and looked at the fifth-level Zixia Mountain towering into the sky in the distance.
Eliminating the Holy Land of Loose Cultivators and eliminating the legendary "Kowloon God" can indeed effectively curb the increasingly "rampant" forces of Loose Cultivators.
In contrast, if the scope of attack is expanded to cover the entire group of casual cultivators, the difficulty will increase a lot at once, and more monks need to be mobilized.
It is naturally inappropriate to do so in a situation where the two races of humans and monsters have just ceased fighting and may fight again at any time.
Therefore, such a decision is indeed the most appropriate way.
"Since it's not to eliminate all casual cultivators, and Qianting Holy Land intends to "release water", then tomorrow's departure should be smoother."
Liu Yu flashed this thought, then shook his head slightly.
"Tap"
The array had been closed, and he didn't have to wait for long before soft footsteps sounded outside the mansion.
Dressed in a green shirt, with a neatly trimmed short black beard, Guo Poyun, who looked energetic, appeared in sight the next moment.
Although his clothes were neat, his expression was extremely dignified.
"Friends of the ancient city."
Approaching the small pavilion, Guo Poyun cupped his hands away.
The two are already very familiar with each other, so naturally there is no need for so many etiquettes, and there is no need to engage in the routine of welcoming them in person.
"Guo Daoyou, please sit down."
With a smile on his face, Liu Yu got up and gently cupped his hands, making a gesture of please.
Immediately, he personally poured a cup of spirit tea for him.
In these years, Guo Poyun has indeed helped a lot, and this person is his only friend in Zhongyu.
"Ugh."
Guo Poyun was not too polite, he just took a sip of the spirit tea, and after letting go of the teacup, he was still frowning.
It is clear that he is very concerned about the current situation.
"At this moment, I don't know what is the invitation from fellow Daoists of the ancient city?"
After chatting a few words about homework, Guo Poyun was obviously absent-minded, and asked straight to the point.
When it came to business, Liu Yu's smile was restrained, and his expression became serious.
"To be honest, Gu intends to leave the Zixia Mountains tomorrow and find another place to practice with peace of mind."
"I invited Daoyou Guo here today, just to say goodbye."
"Let's say goodbye today, and I don't know when we will see you again!"
He put down his teacup, stood up and looked at the majestic Zixia Mountain with his hands behind his back, and said calmly.
"what?!"
"Even you, Fellow Daoist of the Ancient City."
Hearing this, Guo Poyun's pupils shrank, as if he had been hit hard, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Ever since soldiers from Qianting Holy Land encircled the Zixia Mountains, most casual cultivators have run away as if they had nothing to do with them.
Even some peripheral members of casual cultivators chose to be wise and protect themselves at this time, and did not dare to directly confront Qianting Holy Land.
A friend in adversity, the comrades who talked and laughed happily in the past, now mostly parted ways, and only then did they see who they could rely on.
Fighting side by side for decades, Guo Poyun originally thought he knew enough, even if he didn't formally join the Purple Scarf Army, Liu Yu would choose to stay.
It never occurred to her that even this friend chose to leave, and her tone was so decisive, obviously not negotiable.
Looking at Liu Yu's back looking far away with his hands behind his back, complex flashes flashed in Guo Poyun's eyes. He felt very familiar before, but now he felt strange and distant.
"That's all, that's all."
"The Holy Land of Qianting is approaching menacingly. Even with the prestige of "Kowloon God", it may not be able to resolve this crisis."
"It is indeed the most correct choice for fellow Taoists of the ancient city to leave at this time."
"If nothing can be done, we really shouldn't put all our hopes here, and we should leave some kindling."
Guo Poyun sighed dejectedly, his words were full of helplessness.
Although there are "Kowloon gods" sitting in Zixia Mountains, there are also gods in Qianting Holy Land, and there are more gods.
Once the Lingbao is used, with the power that reaches the refining level, even the gods will be suppressed.
Although the situation may not be that bad, leaving at this time is indeed the most "wise" choice.
There is a huge disparity in strength, and the hearts of the people have already dispersed.
Although the major organizations have taken various measures, they are still unable to prevent the separation of people's hearts, and those who have to go will eventually go.
Before leaving, Liu Yu said goodbye to him instead of leaving without saying goodbye, which was already very interesting.
That's why Guo Poyun didn't keep him after he reacted.
"In this world, the minority has never obeyed the majority. The truth is only within the attack distance of magical powers."
"The current situation is like this, so what can I do?"
Already aware of the subtleties of the world, Liu Yu's eyes flashed with coldness and indifference, and she spoke softly.
After turning around, he said seriously in a rare way:
"Guo Daoyou, you are one of the few friends of Gu Mou in Central Region, Gu Mou doesn't want to hear news about your misfortune."
"Since the current situation is like this, you have to make plans early."
"Under the current situation, what can I do as a Golden Core cultivator?"
"Trying to go against the trend, the final result can only be ashes, and following the trend is the most rational choice."
Seeing that the other party was "recalcitrant", out of the friendship between the two, although Liu Yu had known the result for a long time, Liu Yu still chose to persuade him once.
Guo Poyun's face was heavy, and he fell into silence upon hearing the words.
Yes, with such a disparity in strength, giving up is the most correct choice.
As long as one life is saved, there are infinite possibilities in the future, and one day when the Nascent Soul is condensed, one can still fight for the ideal.
The pros and cons of the truth are clear, but there is a flame burning in Guo Poyun's heart!
retreat?Where can I go back?
If you take a step back today, tomorrow the opponent will take a step forward and push even further. Sooner or later, there will be no way to retreat!
At this moment, for some reason, Guo Poyun thought of "Zhen Jun Qingshui" again, and his words and words are still vivid in his memory.
He walked to Liu Yu's side, straightened his chest and looked at Zixia Mountain, and said in a solemn voice:
"I'll stand here until the roar of spells rings!"
Guo Poyun's tone was full of determination to dedicate himself to his ideals, and he was ready to fall.
He has made his choice.
When the principle is not touched, this person also has a flexible bottom line, but when it comes to issues related to the principle, he also has the courage to not retreat an inch.
Hearing this, Liu Yu shook his head slightly, showing no intention of continuing to persuade.
He deeply understands that his good friend has a firm heart and has made the final choice, which cannot be swayed by a few words.
For a while, the field fell into silence.
Seeing each other today may be the last time, neither of them are in the mood to talk and laugh.
The pear blossoms were falling in the courtyard, the scenery was beautiful and sad, and the atmosphere was once very depressing.
"There are still important matters to deal with, Fellow Daoist of the Ancient City, Mr. Guo will leave first!"
After a while, Guo Poyun smiled heartily, and clasped his hands heavily.
At this moment, he returned to his former appearance.
As if all the troubles were gone, his eyes were shining brightly, full of life and death.
"Guo Daoyou, take care."
Liu Yu clasped his fists back and said seriously.
Guo Poyun nodded heavily, then turned around without hesitation, and walked towards the outside of the mansion at a leisurely pace.
After making the final decision, his state of mind seemed to be sublimated, without any doubts, and his steps were easier than imagined.
"This road has been walked by the sages before."
From Liu Yu's point of view, Guo Poyun's back at this moment is actually a bit solemn and sacred, just like the Qingshui Zhenjun back then.
Even if some people fall, their thoughts still exist!
……
In the small pavilion, Liu Yu looked at Zixia Mountain with his hands behind his back, without looking back for a long time.
Leaving is the most sensible choice.
Perseverance is not necessarily stupid.
In order to realize the belief in my heart, I died on the road of struggle, what is there to regret?
It's just that the philosophy is different, so the choices made are different.
Half an hour later, Liu Yufang looked away, took out the sound transmission jade tablet and sent a message to Zhuo Mengzhen, then turned and entered the attic.
Now that he has decided to leave, it is natural to tidy up the cave at this time.
Although he has not formally joined the Purple Scarf Army, Qianting Holy Land does not think so.
During the operation in the Heishan Immortal Prison, Liu Yu had already shown his extraordinary strength and was on the wanted list of Qianting Holy Land.
And in the "Ziwei Palace", the "Qingyang Gong" and "Ziyoulian" were exposed. According to various clues, there may not be no monks connected together.
In this situation, it is better to be careful.
After entering the attic and cleaning it up, Liu Yu didn't even leave a single hair, erasing all traces of his existence.
His spiritual sense scanned back and forth several times, and he nodded in satisfaction when he saw that there was nothing missing.
Half a day later, Zhuo Mengzhen returned and brought the news that no one took over Yudantang.
The monks of Qianting Holy Land were surrounded from all directions, but the Zixia Mountains did not respond, and the Nine Dragon God Lord did not show up.
As a result, the prices of shops, caves, etc. have fallen precipitously all the way, and it is normal for no one to take over.
Since he couldn't sell it, Liu Yu let it go, but he didn't lack that bit of spirit stone.
As long as you think about it, you can build a thriving store from scratch at any time.
In this extremely tense atmosphere, time seems to have become extremely slow, and every minute and every second is suffering.
When his personal disciple Zhang Yi also arrived at the mansion, Liu Yu led the two of them out of the Zixia Mountains in the dark without waiting for the sky to brighten.
To be on the safe side, all three of them disguised themselves.
He even used the "hidden spirit technique" to restrain the fluctuation of his cultivation base to the foundation building stage. On the surface, it seemed that Zhuo Mengzhen was the leader.
"Whoosh~"
The cyan flying boat pierced the sky and shuttled between the majestic mountains.
In just a few days, the lively and bustling Lingshan Mountains in the past have been empty, looking extremely bleak.
A gust of mountain wind blew by, leaving only silence in the Lingshan Mountains, and the smell of desolation rushed over.
In fact, even though most of the monks chose to leave, there were quite a few monks who still stayed in the Zixia Mountains due to various reasons.
It's just that they are distributed in the mountains with a radius of thousands of miles, so they inevitably appear sparse and deserted.
Those who are wise and protect their lives are the majority, but there are not a few monks who insist on not leaving!
Sitting on the magic weapon of the flying boat and leaving the Hongxia Mountain Cave Mansion, Liu Yu saw such a scene at a glance.
Occasionally, I saw a few monks driving magic weapons, and they also seemed to be in a hurry.
They all looked indifferent, kept a high degree of vigilance against other monks, and fled in silence without saying a word.
"Organizations rot, empires perish, and nothing lasts forever."
"Only the real mana in the dantian and the mighty magic weapon in your hand are the things that are really worth relying on in this ever-changing world of cultivating immortals."
Standing still on the bow of the boat, Liu Yu put his hands on his back, and there was no wave in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)