My Master is Lin Zhengying

"..."

Because Uncle Jiu has lived in seclusion for many years and has no name.

Master Shuihe has always kept a low profile in the arena, and she has no reputation.

Therefore, many people opened their mouths in surprise when they heard that the two were of heavenly cultivation.

The Heaven Rank is basically comparable to that of a sect master.

But Uncle Jiu beside Nan Chen had a wry smile on his face.

It is true that he is now at the ninth level of the earth rank, but there is still a gap between him and the heaven rank.

Because of the last mouthful of poison from the old corpse, Uncle Jiu couldn't expel it.

If the corpse poison is not discharged, Uncle Jiu's cultivation cannot be restored, and he cannot reach the heavenly rank.

Daoist Yongming said this probably to boost morale.

At this moment, after hearing the presence of three heavenly powerhouses, the scene calmed down a lot.

But Daoist Yongming took out another letter at this time.

What was written on it could not be seen clearly even from a distance.

I saw Daoist Yongming holding up this letter:

"This letter was sent by the leader Jiuxuan, the real Feige.

As mentioned above, besides us, another group of reinforcements will arrive tonight.

As long as we fight in Dragon King City, these reinforcements will arrive.

At that time, if the Dragon King City is slaughtered, Jiuju will send these Fusang dogs, and these onmyojis will be driven into the sea and returned to Fusang's hometown, will there be any problems? "

Hearing this, everyone present felt another "click" in their hearts.

Nan Chen was also taken aback, it turned out that there are reinforcements!

Since there are reinforcements, what are we afraid of?

"Daoist Yongming, didn't you tell me earlier that there are reinforcements?"

"Senior Yongming, I will play the striker in this battle. If I die, just burn incense sticks to me during the festival."

"Since it is not a meaningless sacrifice, then kill kill kill..."

"..."

The morale suddenly became high, and everyone cheered with high fighting spirit.

The flames of battle burned in everyone's eyes.

Daoist Yongming glanced at the crowd, and after a while he shouted again:

"Since that's the case, all comrades can prepare.

After the sun goes down, after [-] hours, we will split into two routes..."

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After Daoist Yongming spoke, everyone responded loudly.

Fighting, the purpose of their coming here is to fight.

It is for my own responsibility as an exorcist and as a monk in the Central Plains.

Everyone's cultivation level is different, but everyone's heart to defend the way is the same.

The warlords are in a melee, and they can't control it.

But these people absolutely don't allow the demons to mess up the world.

Especially the demons in Fusang want to set foot in Kyushu.

In the final analysis, neither Fusang Onmyouji nor our grandson from the Central Plains cultivation world is worthy.

Now the grandson wants to ride on the grandfather's head and shit, how can he do it without beating him?

At this time, Uncle Jiu also said to Nan Chen and Wen Cai:

"Okay, let's go back and get ready! We'll gather here later!"

"It's the master!"

The two responded.

Then he walked to the residence with everyone.

After arriving at the residence, Nan Chen began to pack his things.

His luggage is very simple, a ten-fox sword and a yin and yang umbrella.

Two changes of clothes, and some personal belongings.

Such as spells, yin and yang orbs and the like.