The only way

"Ten years have passed and I finally returned to Jumang City!"

A group of disciples wearing cassocks were walking on the neat and clean streets of Jumang City. Among them was a baby-faced young man with a bright smile.

Walking in front was a handsome young man. The cloth slung across his back was a head taller than him. He had a high ponytail. Although he was a cultivator, he had a somewhat chivalrous demeanor.

Hearing the baby-faced young man's words, he calmly retracted his gaze from the beast cart and suppressed the curiosity in his eyes.

"You all have family members in Jumang City, right? Go home and see your relatives first, and then gather at the sect's headquarters in three days."

Unlike his cold face, the young man with a high ponytail has a gentle voice.

He was obviously the leader of this group of people, and he gave orders out of habit, and the others accepted the arrangements with ease.

"Senior Brother Jiang, if you have no place to go, why not come to my house as a guest? My mother's cooking is delicious!"

The baby-faced young man approached the high-pony-tailed young man enthusiastically and said with a smile on his face.

The female cultivator in red who was walking next to the baby-faced young man frowned and kicked the baby-faced young man with her toes.

When the baby-faced young man looked over in confusion, "Junior Sister Danruo, what's wrong?"

Li Danruo's beautiful red phoenix eyes turned upwards without any image, "Gu Yu, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up."

What does it mean to have nowhere to go?

This is not to poke Senior Brother Jiang's heart.

Gu Yu was still confused and scratched his head, which made Li Danruo even more angry.

But Jiang Heyun, who was at the center of the incident, didn't care. He was more concerned about the pair of mortal brothers and sisters he just saw.

The anticipation, anxiety, joy, and curiosity that the brother and sister had when they first arrived were so similar to what he and Nan He had been back then.

I just hope that they won't be like me and Nan He, who experienced endless despair after expectations.

However, Jiang Heyun felt relieved when he thought of the Nascent Soul cultivator who was now in Jumang City.

The Sanqing Dao Sect is very good, and so is True Lord Taiwei.

Listening to Gu Yu and Li Danruo, who were getting more and more cheerful going back and forth in their ears, Jiang Heyun finally spoke.

"No need, I just go to the sect's headquarters, and I can also see my old friends."

The first person Jiang Heyun wanted to see was naturally Lord Taiwei, and the second was Senior Brother Li Xianxian, and others who had helped him back then.

There are mortals and monks.

Ten years have passed, and he has gained some confidence to repay the favor.

"Yes!"

"it is good!"

The five male and female disciples following Jiang Heyun responded one after another.

They were all disciples of the Sanqing Taoist Sect who came from Jumang City, and they were all disciples who were accepted into the sect at the first disciple recruitment conference in Jumang City ten years ago.

Ten years later, Jiang Heyun relied on his extraordinary talent, outstanding character, and hard training to become the first disciple to enter the foundation-building stage among the disciples who started in that year.

After building the foundation, Jiang Heyun received the task of garrisoning in Jumang City.

Also accompanying him were five disciples who were in the late stages of Qi refining.

The task of garrisoning the city requires the leading disciple to build a foundation or above, and the team members need to be in the advanced stage of Qi refining.

A group of six people including the leader.

Jiang Heyun's status among the disciples in Jumang City is not low, and many disciples in his team who are in the late stage of Qi refining have joined.

They trusted Jiang Heyun and wanted to return to Jumang City to have a look.

Nan He also wanted to follow Jiang Heyun, but she was a little less talented, and what happened back then still had a big impact on Nan He.

Now we are just one step away from the late stage of Qi refining.

I can only wait for the next opportunity.

Several people said goodbye to each other and walked in different directions at the crossroads. Jiang Heyun did not rush to the sect's headquarters, but first followed the road back then, step by step from the small courtyard where he first lived in Jumang City, to the old place of Lei Feng Dao that had changed hands, and then to the time when he made a desperate move to become a mortal. The place where the monk was assassinated.

The ground here is just like other places, clean and tidy, and there are no traces of being bombarded by thunder orbs in the past.

But Jiang Heyun stayed for a long time, and finally left without looking back.

Three days later, the 87th team of Jumang city defense monks was established.

The city-protecting monks in Jumang City are all dispatched by various forces. Except for the Sifang City Gate, which is mainly composed of disciples of the four major forces, the Sanqing Dao Sect and other casual cultivators, monks from smaller forces are stationed at various city gates.

Usually working in small teams, ensuring a certain degree of trust and mutual assistance.

Team 87 led by Jiang Heyun was assigned to the west of the city, where most of the disciples from Feixia Mountain were stationed.

However, Sanqing Dao Sect also has many disciples, and the disciples who can take on the mission and come here are not weak in cultivation.

Team 87 did not experience any cold eyes or indifference, but was actually very welcomed.

That day, he was invited by the disciples of Feixia Mountain to have a meal at the largest restaurant in Jumang City.

Jiang Heyun and other disciples were not arrogant, and there were other disciples of the Sanqing Dao Sect to reconcile them. In just one month, the group of six people became familiar with the monks stationed in the west of the city.

They took turns every day, went on duty, went out on patrol, and patrolled in the city. As time went by, they gradually understood everything about Jumang City.

To the west of the city, Charity Hall.

On this day, after Jiang Heyun was on duty, he passed by the west of the city and saw a young man sitting on the threshold of the Charity Hall, holding his chin and looking at the people coming and going.

Occasionally when he saw the monk, the young man's eyes flashed with envy and loss.

But when the young man's eyes fell on the street again, he was filled with joy again.

Jiang Heyun couldn't help but slow down.

He recognized this young man. A year ago, when he had just returned to Jumang City, he had seen this young man and his sister at the city gate.

At that time, the brother and sister also entered Jumangcheng for the first time, and they were full of expectations and excitement.

Later, their team was stationed in the west of the city. They passed by the Charity Hall more times, and they learned more about the brother and sister.

Half a year ago, both brother and sister went to the new Jumang City disciple election.

The elder brother has no spiritual roots, but the younger sister does have spiritual roots, but her qualifications are not very good.

But he still joined a small sect.

The little girl who had just turned seven years old was originally unwilling to leave her brother. I heard that she cried a lot, but her brother comforted her over and over again and said that the sect was in Jumang City, which finally comforted her.

Although they are all in Jumang City, the Immortal Cultivation Sect is also strict in controlling them. There is only one day per month for the little girl to come back to see her brother.

On this day, my brother, who was working as a waiter in the city, would always ask for leave in advance and come back and sit at the door waiting for his sister to come back.

Jiang Heyun has seen it many times.

But he never came close or spoke to me.

Today, the same is true.

Jiang Heyun withdrew his gaze and started to move forward.

At this moment, the sky was filled with rays of light and the golden crow fell to the west, but was covered by dark clouds.

Pillars of light as black as ink soared into the sky, and a suffocating and depressing atmosphere instantly filled the air.

The buzzing sound started, and the golden glow once again illuminated the entire Jumang City.

Jiang Heyun suddenly raised his head, with a look of horror on his face.

Above the head, under the sky, countless complex formations intertwined, blooming with a brilliant light, vast and majestic.

At the same time, a familiar yet unfamiliar Nascent Soul pressure once again covered the entire city.

Ahhh, I'm not good at the head-scratching war scenes! (But this is not the point. The point is, the countdown to the New Year is here! Wish you a good year first!)