My cultivation script went astray

"Brothers."

The owner of Yanxi Mine summoned all the guards and was speaking:

"The front has reported to confirm the news that the Pingtian Sect is stationed in Walang Town and is now repairing. They may attack at any time.

You have received salaries for so long, and now the time to test you has come. From today on, no one is allowed to take a vacation or withdraw. Once the Pingtian Sect sets out, they will attack in a big way."

The owner raised his hand and picked up a round black pill. The guards immediately recognized it. This is the Soul Burning Pill, which burns lifespan to temporarily improve cultivation. Every cultivator above the foundation building stage was given one.

The mountain master choked up, "If that moment really comes and the homeland falls, I hope you can take it like a real warrior and obey the call of the Tianjian Sect.

What about life? What about death? We cultivators should be heroes in life and heroes in death. If we are afraid of even this little difficulty, where is the heart of Tao?

At that time, I will defend the mine with you to the death, even if I die on the battlefield, I will have no regrets in this life!"

Then, he swallowed the soul burning pill in front of everyone, and his breath soared.

This made everyone's heart palpitate, and many people just realized that they were going to face a great disaster. Even the mountain master had to do this?

There were two hundred guards with heavy hearts, and they did not raise their hands to respond. One captain said, "Why can't we attack directly like Team 7?"

"Because we have a large defensive formation, we need to use our strengths to attack the other side's weaknesses. The Pingtian Sect comes and goes like locusts. Once they fail to attack, they will leave soon." The mountain master said.

He told the origin of the protective formation, and finally inspired some morale, then dismissed everyone and returned to their posts to guard closely.

"Second brother, did you really eat it?" The mountain master's eldest brother came over and asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense, that's fake." The mountain master didn't think twice, just to inspire morale, how could he do such a stupid thing.

"But I still feel it's not enough." The mountain master's eldest brother could see that people's hearts were still unstable and some wanted to escape.

"If it doesn't work, retreat."

The mountain master was very decisive. They couldn't do it, didn't they still have the captain of the seventh team on the front line?

That kid could kill through the Qingmu Sect, and he must be able to beat the Pingtian Sect almost. It doesn't matter if he died in the battle. He will remember him and set a monument in the future to set an example for other defenders.

But this is all later. The mountain master has another plan. After he returned to the mountain, the scene here was another.

As many as seventy or eighty boxes, as well as various packages, clothes, and weapons, were all packed, and several horses were pulled up.

A dozen old, young, and even two women were here.

"Have you finished packing?"

When the mountain owner saw these people, his tense expression immediately relaxed, "Take away everything you need to take, remember to take the small road, and don't let the guards see you.

Once the war starts, I can't guarantee the safety of this place, and you don't stay, all leave."

"Hengzi, what will you do?" The mountain owner's eldest brother looked worried, "I'll stay and help you here."

"No, leave."

The mountain owner refused, "Don't stay any, you can't help here."

"Go, don't distract your second brother." An old man advised him to leave.

Seeing that things were arranged in an orderly manner, the mountain owner finally felt relieved. These were not outsiders, but his relatives, elders, and villagers who had taken care of him.

He became rich, so he naturally couldn't abandon these people. With such a close relationship, many people came to the mine to seek development.

Now facing a catastrophe, he should keep the business, regardless of success or failure, but at least he couldn't implicate his family members.

He had been paying attention to the movements of the Pingtian Sect for a long time. He had started to transport all kinds of valuable things, such as spiritual stones, to the family a month ago. Now they were almost done.

It can be said that the entire mine was almost empty. If he couldn't stop them, he could pretend to die in battle, then escape and go home to make a comeback. Anyway, he had accumulated a lot of money over the years.

If he could stop them, he could just transport the things back. The mountains were high and the roads were long. He was not afraid that the Tianjian Sect would find out that he was sitting at a disadvantage.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a stream of light coming from the sky and landing on the open ground behind the mountain. The protective formation was not disturbed at all, as if it was just an illusion.

The light fell on the ground and turned into several large mahogany chairs, each of which was occupied by people.

In the middle was a red-robed monk with a strong aura, and next to him were four black-robed monks with the same deep and steady aura.

The sudden appearance of several people stunned the mountain owner, his uncle, second uncle, third uncle, nephew, and eldest brother.

The five red and black robed warriors also sat for a long time without saying anything.

"..."

"I say, you Yanxi Mine, are you so impatient to die?"

Finally, it was the red-robed monk who spoke first. He slowly stood up from the mahogany chair, recognized this place, the man in front of him, and the murderous formation covering the sky.

As he stood up, his face became cold, his momentum soared, and his murderous intent was fierce.

This is Yanxi Mine!

The one who was more shocked was actually the mountain owner. He was horrified and his hand on a wooden box was deeply embedded in it, and his fingertips turned white. "How did you get in?"

Who is this? Isn't it the leader of the West? He shouldn't be in Walang Town at this moment, how could he get here directly?

Moreover, even the mountain protection formation that he spent a lot of effort to reshape could not stop it at all. What kind of heaven-defying method is this?

His whole body is about to burst. Most of his relatives and friends are here. Five of the strongest combat powers appear. This is killing him!

"Everyone! Activate the protective formation!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

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[Event: The Western leader of Pingtian Sect has begun to attack. 】

After a brief inventory, Chen Lang opened the system and the task panel had already been updated.

Chen Lang glanced briefly and saw that there was also a fight over there.

He had gone to the main mine to check out the location and left the coordinates. Once the teleportation talisman was activated, no one could interrupt it.

Then he finished cleaning up.

The three large boxes of spiritual stones were too much to fit in the storage bags, so he moved them to a natural cave near the Songhu Mine. This was opened from his treasure chest and was a personal item.

As for how to deal with the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, it made him think.

"This is the most important treasure of the Pingtian Sect. We collect souls everywhere every day and regard them as our fate. Sooner or later, someone will come to our door." Chen Lang thought, and then tried to erase the soul mark on it. The mark was very strong. He sat next to it and refined it. It took a full quarter of an hour to clean up.

"It's mine now, so there's nothing to worry about."

Then he thought about it, as a disciple of the righteous sect, it makes sense to hold the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, right? Consider it as a way to save the souls of the dead. From now on, killing alchemists will bring you immeasurable merit.

Thinking of this, Chen Lang became kind-hearted and started to mark his soul.

However, this time he failed.

There seems to be a barrier on the surface of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, preventing him from penetrating his power. It seems to have an owner, even if the Western leader's soul mark has been knocked off.

After trying seven times in a row, the barrier finally cracked. The bright Ten Thousand Souls Flag first became dim and shabby, but then suddenly vibrated, a puff of smoke emitted, and the entire flag took on a new look and returned to its original appearance.

Chen Lang felt frightened in his heart. In the smoke, he seemed to see a mask with a ghost face and glanced at him.

In an instant, he felt his eyes moistened, tears streaming down his face, and when he touched it with his hand, it turned out to be blood.

"What are you pretending to be? Forget it, keep it for now."

Chen Lang was horrified, wiped off the blood, gave up on conquering the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, put it back into the box, and returned to Songhu Mine.

Fortunately, the Pine Lake Mine is quiet.

But when he returned to the camp, he heard a noise.

"Where is the captain of the seventh team? Where is Han Tianxiao? The mountain master asks for help!"

"No matter where he is, find him quickly!"

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