I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 252 Saint, Refugees

As Gu Changfeng's direct disciple, and a genius with nine-grid wood-attribute spiritual roots, Jiang Yuyan also had already assisted Song Yuanqiao and others in handling internal affairs. Her prestige in the Wudang sect was quite high.

At this time, Jiang Yuyan spoke and everyone stopped.

However, one of them was somewhat puzzled and asked with a look of reluctance on his face.

"Senior Sister Jiang, what's wrong?"

"Look at that child. His face has lost all color. If he doesn't eat, he might get hurt!"

Jiang Yuyan did not speak immediately, but closed her eyes, and her mental power spread out, covering the group of refugees.

It is worth mentioning that.

Ever since Gu Changfeng announced the method of tempering mental power, even though people know that this secret book can train mental power and greatly increase the chances of passing the three levels of qi, blood and spiritual consciousness, there are still very few people who practice it diligently every day.

The reason is that the process of tempering mental strength is too painful.

It's like hitting the back of your head with a sledgehammer over and over again. It's hard to persist without great willpower.

Jiang Yuyan is one of the few people who persevered.

His mental strength has reached an extremely impressive level, and is even approaching the foundation-building stage.

Therefore, when everyone saw Jiang Yuyan's look, they didn't find it strange and waited patiently.

After a full half a minute, Jiang Yuyan groaned and couldn't help but take a few steps back. She opened her eyes, and a look of horror flashed in her eyes.

Seeing this, everyone was a little shocked and hurriedly moved closer.

"Senior Sister Jiang, are you okay?"

"Senior Sister Jiang, what on earth did you feel that made you act like this?"

Jiang Yuyan took a few deep breaths, calmed herself down, and spoke in a deep voice.

"After my careful perception, these people have clearly suffered spiritual damage."

"That's why he looks so numb and dull."

"Not only that, they seem to contain some kind of highly contagious substance. This substance is not hidden in the body, but in the soul!"

"This substance is like a plague, except it targets the soul!"

"Even with my mental strength, I suffered a small loss when I was not careful. If I hadn't acted decisively to cut off that strand of mental power, I would have been infected too!"

This statement came out.

Everyone in the Wudang Sect had shock in their eyes. They couldn't help but take a few steps back and turn their heads to look at the group of refugees.

At this time, no one mentioned going to provide treatment.

However, the little fat boy Wang Mu still had an expression of reluctance on his face, and he spoke hesitantly.

"Senior Sister Jiang, are we just going to ignore them and let them do this?"

"From the way they are dressed, they are ordinary people. Now that they look like this, I'm afraid they won't live long."

After Jiang Yuyan thought carefully, a look of helplessness appeared on her face.

"If the master were here, maybe there would be a way."

"But my mental strength and cultivation are limited, so there is really no solution."

Then she looked at Wang Mu with a serious look on her face.

"Wang Mu, I know you have a kind heart, but remember that the premise of everything is to ensure your own safety."

"Since I have been designated as the leader this time, I have the responsibility and obligation to bring you back safely. I don't want to see any accidents happen to you."

"In my heart, nothing is more important than your safety."

Hearing this, Wang Mu lowered his head a little embarrassedly.

Then, Jiang Yuyan continued.

"But don't worry too much."

"Our mission this time is to investigate the reasons for the refugees. I believe that after we find the reasons and report them to the sect, Master and Uncle will naturally find a solution."

The other disciples nodded after hearing this.

"Senior Sister Jiang is very thoughtful. She is worthy of being Junior Uncle's direct disciple."

"Yes, since Senior Sister Jiang is our leader, we should obey her orders."

Jiang Yuyan smiled and said, "I'm glad you understand me. Let's go."

Boo~hoo~hoo~
The sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a group of Wudang disciples continued to move towards the border of the Song Dynasty.

The words are divided into two parts.

Outside the Yuwen clan’s residence, a roar suddenly broke out.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Yuwen clan's residence!"

boom!
The pressure of the state of unity between man and nature spread out, and Yu Wenzhi, dressed in a brocade robe, stepped into the air and came to a high place.

He glanced downwards with sharp eyes, and soon a cold look appeared on his face.

"You're hiding here? Get out here!"

Yu Wenzhi pressed down with one hand, and an invisible force field spread out.

A palace on the ground collapsed instantly.

A stream of green light flew out from it and shot into the distance like lightning. It could be vaguely seen that it was a woman.

Yu Wenzhi took a look and his eyes lit up.

"The Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai, Master Feixuan?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that old woman Fan Qinghui would be willing to send the future successor of Cihang Jingzhai to spy on military intelligence. In this case, I will accept this gift!" After saying that, Yu Wenzhi took a step forward, instantly crossing a distance of dozens of feet, and quickly approached the green light.

Shi Feixuan, who was fleeing in panic, had a look of shock on her face.

"I really didn't expect that the person behind the Yuwen clan was actually the Iron-hearted Divine Marquis Zhu Wusi, and that he had actually advanced to the realm of immortals on land!"

"If I hadn't risked sneaking into the Yuwen clan's residence and hadn't used a treasure to conceal its aura, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to detect it at all. No, this matter is of great importance, and even the Ming Dynasty is involved behind the scenes. I must pass the news back to the sect!"

Suddenly, Shi Feixuan heard Yu Wenzhi's faint voice.

"You dare to approach me at the early stage of Grandmaster level? You really don't know how to write the word death!"

A translucent palm print descended from the sky, covering the area within a hundred feet around Shi Feixuan.

Shi Feixuan, who was performing Qinggong, felt that the air from all directions seemed to be pressing towards her, as if to crush her into a meat patty!
"No, the old thief Yuwen is too strong. I am no match for him. I can only use that thing!"

Shi Feixuan gritted her teeth, took out a scroll from her arms and tore it open.

hum~
Translucent ripples emerged and quickly enveloped Shi Feixuan's entire body.

Teleport scroll!
However, Yu Wenzhi's palm print came too fast, and the aftermath still scraped Shi Feixuan, causing her whole body to tremble and spurt out large mouthfuls of blood.

The next moment, Shi Feixuan's figure disappeared.

Swish!
Yu Wenzhi came to the place where Shi Feixuan disappeared, frowned and looked gloomy.

"Teleportation scroll? You're willing to use such a life-saving item."

After a little thought, Yu Wenzhi landed on the ground and stomped his feet lightly.

call out!call out!
A sound of breaking through the air was heard, and two figures covered in black robes and exuding the aura of a late grandmaster appeared in front of Yu Wenzhi like shadows, kneeling on one knee and bowing.

"Valve Master!"

Yu Wenzhi nodded and gave instructions lightly.

"During this period of time, I cannot leave the Yuwen clan's residence, but I cannot allow Shi Feixuan to pass on the intelligence she has gathered."

"Although she used the space scroll to teleport thousands of miles away, she was hit by my palm and must have suffered serious internal injuries. She can't run far."

"You two must go immediately and bring her back, dead or alive!"

The two of them quickly bowed and accepted the order.

"Yes, Master Valve!"

Then his figure flashed and disappeared.

On a low mountain thousands of miles away from the Yuwen clan’s headquarters.

hum~
Translucent ripples emerged, and Shi Feixuan's figure appeared.

As soon as he landed on the ground, his legs went weak and he couldn't help but fall to the ground. Puff, another mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes red, and even the Sekong sword in his hand rolled to the side.

"The experts in the Heaven and Human Unity Realm are too strong. If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, I would have died in Yu Wenzhi's hands. Even so, I have suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and my strength is only one tenth of what it used to be!"

"Fortunately, Zhu Wusi is not at the Yuwen clan's residence, otherwise I would not even have the chance to use the space scroll."

"I don't know how Gu Changfeng cultivated himself. He is even younger than me, but he has already reached the state of unity between man and nature. He can even kill the three Shaolin masters who are as powerful as earthly immortals with his sword!"

With a slight sigh, Shi Feixuan did not stay for too long.

He simply stretched out his hand and tapped his chest to barely suppress the injury, then struggled to stand up, gritted his teeth, and continued to use his light foot skills to leap away.

A few hours later, two figures covered in black robes appeared on the hill.

One of them lowered his head, touched the blood on the mud with his hand and smelled it, then spoke softly.

"It is indeed Shi Feixuan's blood. I think she must have been teleported here at that time."

The other person closes his eyes, senses, and points in a certain direction.

"She should be heading in this direction. If she keeps going forward, she will reach the border of the Song Dynasty in a few days."

"I think her injuries are really serious. She can't even tell the direction anymore."

"Haha, it looks like this job is quite easy. I will definitely catch up with her in no more than five days!"

The two looked at each other, leaped out again, and quickly disappeared on the spot.

Three days passed by in a flash.

Jiang Yuyan led the Wudang disciples forward.

We did encounter a group of refugees again on the way, and there was even a group with a very large number of people, reaching several hundred.

They even saw some people wearing armor in the team, and the style of their armor was obviously exactly the same as that of the army under Li Shimin.

Everyone also understood why Li Shimin said that he had sent out many spies but none of them returned without any news. It was obvious that all these spies were infected by that thing.

At the same time, many people were grateful for Jiang Yuyan’s reminder, otherwise they might have become part of the refugee group.

Wang Mu looked at the map in his hand and pointed to the mountain in the distance that looked like a cow's hoof and spoke.

"The mountain ahead is Niuti Mountain."

"According to the map, after crossing Niuti Mountain, a thousand miles ahead is the border of the Song Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed excitement.

The refugees they saw along the way were so miserable. Now, everyone was finally about to reach their destination.

A few hours later.

The Wudang Sect members arrived at the top of Niuti Mountain.

When they looked down, they felt as if the blood in their bodies had frozen.

A chill rises from the coccyx and spreads throughout the body!

(End of this chapter)