Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

Even a mortal holding this sword can kill weak monsters and ghosts.

"good."

When Chen Qianyu saw this scene, he couldn't help but nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his heart: "Condensing Greedy Wolf, holding Pojun, and cultivating Seven Kills, it's not bad."

Dayan governs many sects, but it is not these sects that are truly the Great Yan Dynasty and suppress the world.

Most of the people in the sect like to live in seclusion in the mountains and practice. The ones who really dominate government affairs and patrol the borders and defend the city are the city troops of various passes, states, and prefectures.

These armies were collected by each sect, and the methods they practiced were all killing martial arts spread among the Great Yan Army.

These killing martial arts are the most brutal and extremely harmful to the body. Even if they break through the spiritual realm, their lifespan is only three hundred.

Moreover, there is no possibility of going further.

However, this method is extremely powerful. According to legend, even Confucian kings and even swordsmen cannot match it at the same level.

As for the three magical powers of Qisha, Pojun, and Greedy Wolf, although they are not the top magical powers among them, it is extremely remarkable that they can be integrated into one.

If the leisurely spirit state is above the killing power, it cannot be compared with it.

But to him, it was just not bad.

For him, the weight of an army in one government was still too low.

"Master Chen, that group of mysterious people destroyed Anhe Mansion, seventy-two mansions including Jade Ping Mansion, and hundreds of sects in just a few months..."

Mo Xuan wiped his bald head, took a step forward, put away his broken saber, and presented a scroll with both hands: "This is the information I searched for along the way."

"Ah."

Chen Qianyu took it casually, glanced at it, and put it away.

But there was a sneer on his face: "To kill the clan so blatantly, you really think that our Pingluan Division no longer exists."

He already knew a lot of the information on the scroll on the road.

In fact, it is more than just the seventy-two mansions on this scroll.

In the huge Youzhou, and even in the Nine Provinces of Northwest Pass, there were sects that far exceeded this number and were destroyed!

For the Ping Luan Division, this is considered a shocking case!

"Master Chen, what should I do?"

Mo Xuan's expression was solemn, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

In the past few months, the number of people killed by the Anhefu town army has exceeded the total number of people killed in the past three hundred years, including many of his division commanders and fellow disciples.

How could he not have murderous intentions?

"How to do it?"

Chen Qianyu looked indifferent, and there was a hint of coldness in his narrow eyes:

"Of course we have to catch the shit behind these rats!"

Compared with the people running around in various prefectures and states, killing and killing clans everywhere, what he is more interested in is the power behind this group of people.

There are tens of thousands of sects in the huge Northwest Pass, but there are only a few with such strong strength.

This is a big case!

"May I ask, sir, how to catch him?"

Mo Xuan said: "There seems to be some restrictions on that group of evil spirits. If they are caught, they will die. There is no way to trace the slightest trace behind them..."

"That is my lord's business, you don't need to be too concerned."

Chen Qianyu waved his hand and replied calmly: "You just need to obey orders."

Swish!

The six knights behind Mo Xuan all raised their heads, their eyes full of coldness!

Although the Suppression and Rebellion Division was the most violent organization in the Great Yan Dynasty, its division advocated Yunxiang. According to legend, he was a nine-layered sage who could transform into tens of millions of great figures.

But being so underestimated, they still felt dissatisfied in their hearts.

On the contrary, Mo Xuan's expression remained unchanged and he was at ease.

"My subordinate understands."

He took a deep look at Chen Qianyu, bowed his hands and said, "There are many rough people in the army who are incompetent. Don't blame me, Mr. Chen."

"I have long heard that there are many spirits in Dragon Claw Mountain, but this saves me some trouble."

Chen Qianyu didn't care whether the people in front of him were convinced or not, or what they were thinking in their hearts.

He stood in the wind and snow with his hands folded, looking far into the distance, but he could already see the majestic mountain range that stretched across the sky and the sea for an unknown distance:

"You guys, follow me into the mountains."

Ghost?

Entering the mountains?

Mo Xuan had all sorts of doubts in his heart, wondering what this big shot from the Pingluan Division wanted to do.

But he still stopped, and several of his subordinates became restless and followed him on horseback.

They are not monks in the ordinary sense. Although they can fly into the sky, their speed is faster than the wind-chasing horses under them.

But for them, maintaining their heyday before the war is far more important than improving even a little bit faster.

Chen Qianyu obviously knew what these people were doing and didn't care at all.

He walked through the wind and snow and headed straight for Dragon Claw Mountain.

Xiongshan's running to death was naturally not applicable to their group.

A horse chasing the wind can travel tens of thousands of miles in a day and night, and it can go even faster without hesitation.

And Chen Qianyu's speed is naturally much faster.

But even so, it was still early morning when everyone gathered.

By the time we reached Dragon Claw Mountain, the sky had turned dark, and the night had covered the sky and the earth.

Compete with the snow.

"Ok?"

At the foot of a barren mountain, Chen Qianyu suddenly stopped. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "How could this be?"

In the night, there are only a few stars. Although there is snow light, the visibility is probably extremely low, and ordinary people cannot see three feet in front of them.

But for practitioners, it is nothing.

Mo Xuan left the horse to his subordinates, jumped up, flew thousands of feet, and landed on the barren mountain. He followed Chen Qianyu's eyes and looked into the distance, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face:

"How, how could this happen?"

Under the cover of night, among the mountains, the wind blew and snow fell, and there was silence.

But in the eyes of the two people, deep in the mountains, there was a little light, shining like stars.

They saw clearly and carefully.

This is fire, and it is not a fire in the mountains, but there are people.

Even some faint whispers could be heard. There are actually quite a few people living here in the mountains.

"Unless I came here in person, I would never have imagined that there are people living in the mountains to avoid taxes and labor? Or..."

Li Qianlong withdrew his gaze and glanced at Mo Xuan lightly.

Within the territory of Dayan, there are seventy-two passes, many states, prefectures, and counties, but there are only no villages.

Because, without the protection of the city, it is impossible for ordinary people to survive in the wild, let alone the wild at night.

Not to mention, there are evil spirits, wild monsters, and wild monsters in the forest at night.

This is no longer a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

It’s like cooking it yourself, putting it on a plate, and feeding it into people’s mouths!

Chen Qianyu was a little surprised, but Mo Xuan's face no longer looked good.

Every place in Dayan, from the Seventy-two Pass to the prefectures and counties, made their own decisions on taxation, corvee service, and even conscription.

What could force a group of people to abandon the safety of the city and live dangerously in the mountains where ghosts are rampant?

Seeing this scene in front of Chen Qianyu was a slap in the face to the entire Anhe Mansion officers and soldiers!

"Master Chen, please wait a moment and allow your subordinates to go investigate."

Mo Xuan's face looked a little ugly, and the knights who followed him were also surprised. They looked around at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

People who find it difficult to live in the city and escape from the city are not uncommon in ancient and modern times, and some live in seclusion in the mountains.

But this was the first time he had seen people living together in the mountains, at least in Anhe Mansion.

"You and I can go together."

After Chen Qianyu was startled, a smile appeared on his face: "Such interesting things are rare."

He didn't care what forced these people living in the mountains to come here.

What he cares about.

Why can this group of people gain a foothold in the mountains?

Those fireworks smells obviously have the flavor of time.

Obviously, they have not lived here for a year or two.

"Yes."

Mo Xuan was confident and nodded in response.

There is a city in the mountains, which is extremely surprising. It would be good for one more person to go investigate.

"Commander Mo, follow me and take a look. As for you, just catch some monsters in the mountains to keep them alive."

Chen Qianyu glanced at Mo Xuan's subordinates. They didn't care about their expressions and just gave a faint warning.

"There are many ghosts at night. If you encounter them, don't act rashly. You know this better than me."

The words have not yet fallen.

But the person has disappeared on the barren mountain.

"Boss Mo?"

Several subordinates were asking Mo Xuan for instructions.

"Just obey!"

The bald man glanced at several of his subordinates, stretched out his hand, pulled out the broken saber, and handed it to them.

Then, he said in a deep voice: "Hold the broken saber and avoid the ghosts. If there is danger, release the broken army!"

"Yes!"

Several subordinates, with serious expressions, took the sword, turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Piecing Rebellion Division..."

Mo Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead.

Although the young man in black didn't show much edge in his words, his aura was extremely heavy.

It made him feel some pressure.

The Pingchaosi Division, a little-known patrolman, has already achieved such a level of cultivation. What about the legendary Bafang Zhenfu Division?

What kind of terrifying existence should that Great Yan Division advocate Yun Xiang be?

……

"Huh? Is there a city in the mountains?"

Feeling the popularity and smoke in the deep mountains, Mu Yunyang's expression suddenly became strange.

He has lived long enough and has seen much more than ordinary people, but this is the first time he has seen a city in the mountains.

It's not quite right to say it's a city, but it's too small to say it's a village.

This gathering place is located between several mountain peaks. At a glance, there are tens of thousands of houses.

At least more than 100,000 people!

Moreover, it is only surrounded by a simple fence and has no other protection. Such a village cannot be said to be filled with ghosts, spirits, or monsters.

Even if ordinary wild animals come in and out, I'm afraid there won't be any difficulty.

It's a bit weird...

Mu Yunyang only felt that it was extremely strange, but he did not say anything because Su Bai was also watching here quietly.

He suspected that his sect leader already knew the location of this city.

Otherwise, why would you come straight here as soon as you enter this mountain?

"Living in the mountains..."

Su Bai quietly looked at the village with lights on as the night fell, with a hint of thought in his mind.

In the original world, he once saw a human village that relied on evil spirits to survive.

They sacrificed flesh and blood and creatures to the evil spirits and survived in the mountains and forests.

Only this time, it seems a little different?

After staring for a moment, Su Bai said lightly: "Mr. Mu, what do you think of the terrain here?"

"terrain?"

Mu Yunyang frowned, scanned it with his consciousness, and then opened his eyes, his expression suddenly changed:

"This...this city doesn't exist!?"

(End of this chapter)