Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1221 The Arrival of Mao Jie
"I know."

Zhao Yifan nodded, and said, "I've also thought about your worries, and I've told Senior Brother Long before."

"It seems that I am a little too worried."

Xing Tian was startled, then smiled and said: "That's right, what I can see, Brother Zhao, you must have seen it a long time ago."

"Junior Brother Xing, you are flattering me too much."

Zhao Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Even if I see it, it's useless. If it's useful, I won't refine Xiaohuandan just in case."

"Brother Zhao, what do you mean?" Xing Tian was startled.

"If it is true that monsters are hungry and attack wildly, they can only resist with all their strength."

Zhao Yifan sighed and said, "You put Xiao Huan Dan away in case you need it."

"Okay Senior Brother Zhao, I understand."

Xing Tian nodded, took out the storage jade token, and swept away the Xiao Huan Dan in the room. He felt very lucky now, if he hadn't offered to follow Zhao Yifan at that time, Zhao Yifan would definitely not have taken it out like this now Give yourself more pills.

At critical moments, these pills might be able to save his life and allow him to survive.

A powerful divine sense suddenly swept across the room.

Zhao Yifan and Xing Tian were taken aback for a moment.

They are very familiar with the master of this divine sense, it is Mao Jie!

The consciousness stayed for a while, and then disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Longshiya's voice sounded in Tianyang City: "All disciples obey the order, Senior Brother Mao is coming soon, please gather outside the city to welcome Senior Brother Mao!"

"Brother Zhao, shall we go?"

Xing Tian's lips moved slightly, and he talked to Zhao Yifan with the Xuanmen spell of sound transmission.

Zhao Yifan secretly admired this guy's cautiousness, thought for a while, nodded and said: "Then we must go, after all, we are all disciples of Chunfeng Pavilion, and Mao Jie is a big brother. How can we not welcome him when he comes? What about him?"

He stood up with a smile and said, "Let's go."

"Okay." Xing Tian nodded in agreement.

The two walked out quickly, and saw that the inner sect disciples hundreds of meters away from the Spring Breeze Pavilion, as well as Wang Shitian and others before, had gathered near the gate of the city.

"Brother Zhao, this way."

When Long Shiya's voice came, Zhao Yifan turned his head and saw Long Shiya standing on the city wall. He tapped his toes lightly, jumped up and landed on the city wall, while Xing Tian was honest with those insiders. The disciples stood together.

"Senior Brother Long, Brother Mao, is he coming soon?"

Zhao Yifan asked with a smile.

In fact, this sentence is knowingly asking.

"Well, that's right."

Long Shiya nodded, and said with a smile: "Brother Mao and the others are about 20 kilometers away from Tianyang City. Just now he told me with his spiritual sense, let us come out to meet him."

"So it is."

Zhao Yifan nodded with a smile, and snorted coldly in his heart, there are still about twenty kilometers left, and he is about to come out and wait for Mao Jie?This guy's airs and style are really big enough!

Suddenly, Zhao Yifan thought of a question, and quickly asked, "Senior Brother Long, from which direction did Brother Mao and the others come from? You won't meet those monsters on the road, right?"

Zhao Yifan wasn't worried about Mao Jie's safety, he was worried about the safety of the tens of thousands of outer disciples led by Mao Jie. You must know that these tens of thousands of outer disciples were Zhao Yifan's greatest reliance on dealing with the monsters.

Although their cultivation base is much lower than these inner disciples, they are superior in numbers. Once they come, then even if it is these monsters, they will fight to the death. Then Zhao Yifan also has the capital to compete.

After all, if there are only a few hundred inner disciples, everyone will be under a lot of pressure to deal with these hundreds of thousands of monsters, and if tens of thousands of outer disciples join in to share the pressure, The pressure on the inner disciples dropped a lot.

"Don't worry, it won't."

Long Shiya smiled slightly, and explained: "Senior Brother Mao led them around from the outside, so they delayed a lot on the way."

"So it is."

Zhao Yifan heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.

"Brother Zhao."

Long Shiya pondered for a while, and said: "Headmaster Ji said before that after Senior Brother Mao comes over, he must obey Senior Brother Mao's command and order for the trial mission of the monster tide this time." He looked at Zhao Yifan.

Zhao Yifan was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "That's natural, Mao Jie is a big brother, everyone must naturally obey his command."

Long Shiya's lips moved slightly, and he said through sound transmission: "Brother Zhao, so you have to be careful, after all, Wu Han is the direct brother of Brother Mao, and if Wu Han died, Brother Mao must be will be angry."

"Well, don't worry, I know."

Zhao Yifan nodded. He was not surprised that Longshiya knew about Wu Han. After all, there were only five inner disciples who came to Dafeng Country before, and Wu Han never showed up for some reason. Shi Ya must have wanted to inquire about Wu Han's situation in private.

"Brother Zhao, don't mind if I say something."

Long Shiya then used the method of sound transmission to enter the secret and said: "In fact, I think it is not a good choice for you to abolish Wu Han's cultivation base. In fact, there are many ways to make him disappear... such as Take these monsters as an example!"

Zhao Yifan's heart moved, and he looked at Long Shiya, "Senior Brother Long, you are joking, that Wu Han didn't listen to my order, and went back to Tianyang City privately, resulting in several juniors being killed by monsters, I will abolish him His cultivation base is reasonable!"

"No no no."

Long Shiya shook his head, and said with a smile: "You and I think it is reasonable, but in the opinion of Senior Brother Mao, that is not necessarily the case. After all, it is only an outer disciple who died. For an inner disciple, Even if dozens of outer disciples die, it still doesn’t matter, after all, cultivating inner disciples is very difficult and consumes a lot of resources, so outer disciples are not that important.”

When he said these words, it seemed extremely reasonable, and he didn't show any guilt or uneasiness. On the contrary, he was very natural.

This is the case in the continent of the ancient world. The lives of the weak, in the eyes of the strong, are like ants, which can be discarded and trampled at will, without any psychological burden at all.

"Senior Brother Long, what do you mean, Senior Brother Mao will trouble me?"

Zhao Yifan raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.

"possible."

Long Shiya hummed, and said: "However, although you abolished Wu Han's cultivation, you have sufficient reasons, so I guess, although Brother Mao is angry, there is no good way, as long as Just don't let him catch you, in short, you should be more careful."

"Okay, I see, thank you Brother Long for reminding me."

Zhao Yifan nodded.

Then, the two fell into silence.

Hundreds of inner disciples of Chunfeng Pavilion stood silently under the city gate. Zhao Yifan was bored and looked at their faces calmly. However, what disappointed him was that the expressions of each inner disciple It was all calm, and no one showed any signs of impatience.

Zhao Yifan thought about it, and it was true. After all, no one was willing to provoke Mao Jie. Even if he showed great style, everyone would consciously accept it.

Only strength is the most important thing.

Before you have no strength, it's better to be honest.

A breeze blows in, and in the sound of the wind, there are faint and inaudible cries of monsters and beasts.

at last.

A few hours later, dense crowds appeared on the distant mountain peaks.

"They're here!"

Long Shiya narrowed his eyes and said.

Zhao Yifan didn't say a word.

The crowd quickly descended from the mountain peak and rushed towards Tianyang City.

A figure floated in the midair of the mountain peak, looking down at the surrounding situation condescendingly. This person was none other than Mao Jie.

After a while, Mao Jie quickly flew towards Tianyang City.

"Welcome big brother!"

Hundreds of inner disciples of Chunfeng Pavilion shouted in unison. Zhao Yifan, who was standing on the city wall, felt that the city wall under his feet seemed to shake.

Shout out.

Mao Jie came to the sky above the gate of Tianyang City, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "Hello, juniors, I am here to support you under the order of the head teacher. "

"Eldest brother, you are here, we have a bottom line in our hearts."

An inner disciple said.

"That's right. There are too many monsters. We have been waiting for the arrival of the senior brother."

Another inner disciple said.

Mao Jie nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on Zhao Yifan and Long Shiya. Immediately, his eyes swept across the crowd, his brows slowly frowned, he waved his hand, and said, "Okay, everyone leave." Come on, Junior Brother Long, Junior Brother Zhao, you two stay here, I have something to ask you."

Hundreds of inner disciples quickly returned to the city, and those outer disciples also entered the city one after another. For a while, the streets in the city were all disciples of Spring Wind Pavilion.

Mao Jie slowly landed in front of Zhao Yifan, and said calmly: "Junior brother Zhao, you are performing the trial task this time, the head teacher asked me to tell you a word, you did a good job."

"Thank you Headmaster for your compliment."

Zhao Yifan nodded and said calmly.

"Report to me about the casualties of the disciples."

Mao Jie said calmly with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, so far, one inner disciple died and six outer disciples died."

Zhao Yifan said calmly: "The inner disciple who died is Junior Brother Wu Han..."

"What did you say?"

Mao Jie's body froze slightly, his face revealed a look of astonishment, he looked at Zhao Yifan in disbelief, and said, "Wu Han is dead?"

(End of this chapter)