Where the Fairy Way

Chapter 437

Binglinshan, one of the 72 sects, has only been inherited for more than 3000 years, but the sect has developed really well in the past hundred years, and three of them have advanced successively The Nascent Soul cultivator, plus the friendship with Nanwang Dalu and Shuiyue Sect, many people predicted that Binglinshan would be the third sect in Beigui Dalu.

"Senior sister, we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, Binglin Mountain will not only be destroyed by the demons, but we will all die here. Anyway, if we are going to die, we will die together with the enemy. It's better than we can only watch helplessly as the demons compress our living place little by little." Feng Axiu stared at Fang Ping with a determined face.

Fang Ping frowned deeply, ignored Feng Axiu, and turned to Zhong Qi who had been calm and self-possessed, "Junior Sister Zhong, Binglin Mountain has been besieged for more than half a year, and until now, have you not received any news from the sect to come to help?"

Zhong Qi's face darkened slightly, "Besides the blood Shura who surrounded our sect, there is another one who seems to be hiding in the Floating Grass Valley, intercepting and killing the monks who came from all over the place. The siege of Binglin Mountain is already unsolvable. Sister Fang, I agree. According to Axiu's opinion, even if the ancient restriction is activated, even if we die, we can't let those demons, after harming the Binglin Mountain, still run amok in our Beigui Continent."

Fang Ping sighed deeply, "Elder Sister is still retreating to attack the Nascent Soul, you go to the gate, wait for her to come out, and we will open that ancient prohibition together."

Seeing the two of them withdraw, Fang Ping turned her head and looked at the portraits of the eight patriarchs hanging on the wall, which were on the far side. On the portrait of the master, the words of the master when he left were still in his ears, "Haitang, remember, you can't come to the patriarch. The sect is alive and dead, and it is absolutely impossible to open that ancient restriction. The reason why the first generation patriarch, Binglin Fairy, chose this icy and snowy Binglin Mountain to establish her sect is also because of that ancient restriction. She once tried to open it, but after activating it , the damage to Binglin Mountain is too great, there is no aura, not only for those who violated the sect, but also for us, so other secular traps in the sect must also be fully opened. As a woman, in terms of physical strength, she will never be able to Compared with men, the restrictions within the sect must be kept in mind, remember, don't let your own people enter by mistake..."

After Master's death, there was not a Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect. If Binglin Mountain was not located too far away, and Senior Sister Gu worked hard to support the entire sect, I am afraid that Binglin Mountain would not be there at that time. At the time of the door, the demons had already begun to invade this continent. As a human monk, she naturally couldn't just watch. Countless times, relying on her inborn strong spiritual power and inexplicable perception of the enemy, she saved many people and brought them home step by step. Binglinshan brought Binglinshan to its most prosperous time, who knows, she predicted so much, but she could predict that today, she would lead Binglinshan's disciples to death together.

But without the restriction, none of them can face Blood Shura's blood sea demon art. Thinking of that time, she, Axiu and Zhong Qi joined hands. To save each other, I'm afraid that at that time, I and Zhong Qi would die in the sea of ​​blood.Without spiritual power and spiritual consciousness, even blood Shura can only be the same as ordinary physical cultivators. This is their only chance.

As monks without aura, how are these women different from mortal women? Wu Shura's people are all physical practitioners. Needless to say, once the restriction was opened, the ice drenched the mountain, and Wu Shura's blood flowed into a river. None of them survived.

"Ping'er, let's lift the restriction." Gu Haitang came in together with Feng Axiu and Zhong Qi, "Even if I, Binglinshan, don't pass on what happened today, I can't let those devils leave easily."

Fang Ping nodded heavily, and stretched out her trembling hand to an incense burner under the portrait of Fairy Binglin. With a slight turn, a wall where the portrait was hung suddenly rose up, revealing the cold hole inside.

"Have all the disciples been notified?" Now that she has decided to do this, Fang Ping will not try her best. "Is there any supplies in the bunker?"

"Everything is ready, Senior Sister, don't worry." Zhong Qi answered her, her eyes fell on a lonely stone tablet in the cold cave.

"Let's go together." A bit of Fang Ping's spiritual power suddenly touched the stone tablet, and for a moment, the entire cold cave shook.

In the Lost Land, the weather was normally normal, but suddenly there was a strong wind. Even the blue clouds hiding in the sand could feel the vibrations outside. It was a little strange. For more than a hundred years, except for the beginning, Wu'er did not give up. She drove Bansha everywhere to find the way back, but she never came out.

"Master, there seems to be something leaking. I can feel a breath of the outside world. We can go out." Wu'er came out with her, and walked around the hall in the mountainside, quite excited. It took a whole ten years , Turned the Lost Land over and over again, stopping at the border every time, there seemed to be an invisible light curtain there, blocking the Lost Land inside.

"Leaked?" Lan Yun was a little puzzled. When she first saw the light curtain, she hacked it non-stop every day for half a month. There was no trace of the light curtain, so what she said to Wu'er, She expressed deep doubts.

"Master, master, it must be a leak, it must be a leak, let's go and have a look." Wu'er was really anxious, she didn't want to look at Lan Yun, she was locked in a certain place just like its first master , A little bit of life is exhausted, although Bansha is quite big, if it is the only one, it is still terrifying.

Lan Yun narrowed his eyes and looked not far away. There seemed to be a lot of lost land gushing out there, and he couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart. She had been imprisoned here for more than a hundred years, and she had already accepted her fate. Unexpectedly, she could still go out now , but go out, the battle between immortals and demons outside, I am afraid that it will be more intense, I will still get involved involuntarily, "It's up to you, you can drive Bansha wherever you want, don't ask me."

After receiving Lan Yun's affirmative reply, Wu'er quickly flashed back to Bansha as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, and drove it all the way out following the gushing breath.

Lan Yun sat in the refining room, looking at the formation disks that had been refined for hundreds of years, the magic weapons were in a daze, and his eyes were fine-tuned to the innermost room, on the large beam of light, all kinds of magic weapons that were flying happily, Now it is densely packed, all of which were picked up by her in this lost place. After 10,000+ years, most of them were lost in spirituality. She put them into the beam of light and nourished them with spiritual energy. Now they are gradually showing their original nature. The magic weapon is vitality.

Sighing, now Lan Yun has 80.00% of the reasons, he is sure that he is a treasure hunter who transports all kinds of treasures to monks outside, and he doesn't know what the reincarnated fairy did, and now he has to pay back the world monk.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Another huge cough hit, and Lan Yun simply lay down. Everyone else is good. I can't help it, not only the weakness when the giant cough hits, but also the coldness on my body is getting stronger and stronger.

The shadow on the chest is very heavy, and when the spiritual power reaches there, it will automatically go around. Several times of forceful rushing through the barrier almost killed her, so now she doesn't care about it, anyway, it's just like that, as long as she can't die for a while, it's fine .

"Come out, come out, I see someone." Wu'er's excited voice sounded again at an unknown time, "Master, come quickly, it's the Wu Shura and the werewolf, they are killing people."

Lan Yun felt that it was impossible. From here to the border, it would take several days for Bansha to walk with all his strength. Now the distance is too short. He wanted to get up, but he fell down in despair, "If you want to help, go out by yourself, don't Call me, I don't owe anyone."

Wu'er rushed to the door, heard what she said, and rushed out again. It knew the master's temper. In this matter, she got into a dead end and would not come out for a while.

Zhong Qi was about to die, that Wu Xiuluo, a strong man, had thrown one of their disciples from Binglinshan to death before, and now it was her turn to be held on top of her head, she couldn't help laughing in her heart, she was a majestic Nascent Soul Cultivator, to die like this, God, I really didn't open my eyes.

"Hurry up, he's been paralyzed by me." Wu'er blinked at her with big cute eyes.

Before Zhong Qi could react, Fang Ping, who was far away, finally arrived and pierced Wu Xiuluo's heart with a sword, "Zhong Qi, how are you?"

"You, you, what are you?" Zhong Qi jumped down and saw a thick mist, wherever it spread, all the devils were paralyzed by it.

On the side of Binglin Mountain, all the monks had already done a good job. Before they died, they had to bite off a piece of the devil's flesh. Now because of the appearance of Wu'er, the battle situation has finally been turned.

"This, it seems to be the treasure of the master of Huangquan formation." Feng Axiu's face was incredulous. The news that Lan Yun was sent away by the devil and died, actually spread all over the world as early as 50 years ago. How can I believe it, but in the past 50 years, Shui Yuezong has not seen anyone who intends to refute the rumors. Not only that, the person who has been missing has never appeared again.

Fang Ping naturally recognized it, but at this time, when investigating the matter from time to time, "All disciples obey the order, take your swords, cut off the heads of all the demons, and sacrifice all the dead fellows."

There were not many people in Binglin Mountain, and the outer sect especially suffered heavy casualties. The inner sect disciples were protected by the outer sect disciples. It was painful to watch the former fellow sects die before their eyes, but the difference in physical strength was there. Even if they hid in the bunker and used all kinds of traps, they couldn't last for a few days. Now that they had strong foreign aid, they all gave their best. The siege of Binglin Mountain was resolved, and others discovered that the favorite action of the people in Binglin Mountain was to cut off the heads of those demons.

Lan Yun was in the refining room, listening to the sound of sharp knives piercing his body coming from outside from time to time, and finally got up angrily, Wu'er must have turned on the sound on purpose.

(End of this chapter)