Chapter 283

Xuanyuan Caixue is white, and Zeng Yushu is blue. They walk slowly together. Most of the time, Xuanyuan Caixue asks questions and Zeng Yushu answers.

Seeing that there was no difference, all the friars had to follow Yi Heng far behind and walk ahead of them. They slowly walked down the mountain to the flat ground. In front of them was the graceful and lonely figure of the world's eldest martial brother. From behind, he sometimes sighed and laughed like a copper bell.

Zeng Yushu felt that the road was too close for him to be accompanied by beauty. Yi Heng also felt that the road was too close. Only the wind in the middle was not afraid of a group of friars, who did not dare to be fast or slow.

It took only a moment to get down from the mountain, but they had to walk.

If there is no elder martial brother Yi Heng in front of them, they will not care about the two people behind them. They can fly down to wait for them. However, Yi Heng, the elder martial brother, is in front of him, not fast or slow, not urgent or slow.

If there were no those two people in the back, they could walk freely and freely. However, the latter two people talked and laughed and forced them to come step by step. They did not dare to listen to their conversation, so they had to stretch the distance between them.

Fortunately, it's not far to get down from the mountain. Half an hour later, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. Master Yi Hengteng flew up a big tree and looked far away. Obviously, he was not ready to speak today.

Xuanyuan Caixue's white face was tinged with a trace of redness. At this time, he whispered to Zeng Yushu and said to you Cheng, "call on all the monks who are free to practice and gather here immediately."

You Cheng's face was full of joy, and he finally felt at ease. He had to be happy and replied, "yes, commander."

Then he ran the spirit liquid and yelled, "all the friars are gathered here. The commander has something to explain."

As soon as this sound was issued, it would wake up countless people who were meditating and breathing or practicing quietly. With a "whoosh" sound, a figure flew out of the dense forest and stood on the ground, looking at the people curiously.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." More and more casual practitioners gradually gathered, and more and more people on the ground gradually appeared, all with curious eyes, discussing in disorder.

Zeng Yushu's and Feng Wuwei's faces, which were originally smiling, gradually subsided, and their brows slightly wrinkled. They were used to the free and free practice. Judging from the time required for gathering, they were quite different from the disciples of the sect.

After gathering, there was a lot of discussion and noise, which made it impossible to compare with the disciples of the sect.

Zeng Yushu once again secretly took a look at Xuanyuan Caixue. Such a group of friars like loose sand, she could only rely on them until now. He had to admire her means and courage.

After a stick of incense, seven or eight hundred people finally came to Qi slowly, and those who came out sporadically or did not arrive were ignored.

Obviously, Xuanyuan Caixue doesn't want to pay attention to it, because it doesn't have much effect. It's impossible to kill it on the spot to show military prestige.

Seeing that people were almost the same, she cheered up and ran the spirit liquid. No matter the monks were still talking about it, she said out loud, "dear friends, we have been fighting side by side, sharing weal and woe for more than two years."

As soon as the sound came out, seven or eight hundred sanxiu gradually quieted down. Yi Heng nodded secretly on the top of the tree. The Xuanyuan colorful snow was really not ordinary people.

What is missing in casual repair? Absolutely a sense of identity. What else would you do here? And Xuanyuan Caixue's first sentence and narrowed the distance between them, so that they can identify with, also get recognition.

Nearly two thousand years ago, there were living friends here Xuanyuan Caixue's tone changed, and the moment was extremely sad. People heard of it bitterly, "but two years of life and death have made most of our friends stay here forever and can't go home."

"If you can live, who wants to die? Those Taoist friends here, in the past two years, but gave their precious lives.

But their lives have not been lost in vain. They have won time for our people and the chance to win the final decisive battle

"A few days ago, we thought bitterly that the Zerg would break through here and devour the mortals behind us, but master Xuanyuan appeared.

originally, we thought that the whole immortal cultivation world had forgotten us and let us become the supplement of the Zerg. However, Master Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu Taoist friend arrived

"Just now, in our southern theater, the Qiankun War Department has been established. The head of Qianbu is Zeng Yushu, Zeng Daoyou. The head of kunbu is the master of Yimen's fourth generation, Feng Wuwei. They will select members of Qiankun and Qiankun, and invite Zeng Daoyou, fengdaoyou."

A short speech of eager voice and tolerance, let her just calm down, excited mood again excited, white face appeared red again.

Zeng Yushu and Feng Wuwu stood up from the crowd and motioned to them with their hands folded. However, seven or eight hundred sanxiu became ready to move and began to talk in a low voice.

Zeng Yushu didn't need to listen carefully to know what they were talking about. It must be about the arrangement of senior brother Yi Heng. He was neither the commander nor the head of the war department. What was that?

He looks a whole, run spirit liquid roar: "Zeng Mou understand, you certainly want to know where the elder martial brother is."As soon as he said this, he became quiet in an instant. Seven or eight hundred people were staring at him. The name of Zeng Yushu was spread all over the world. Who knows?

Zeng Yushu, referring to the big tree ten Zhang away, called out, "elder martial brother, tell me a few words."

When they saw Zeng Yushu greeting him, they turned around and gave them a confident smile.

When you tap the branches under your feet, the whole person will fly down like a big bird. After a few breaths, he will fall to the ground and stand side by side with Zeng Yushu.

Seeing him at such a close distance, seven or eight hundred sanxiu, especially his confident eyes, instantly excited.

I don't know who called out "elder martial brother." Then it triggered the whole audience to shout.

"Big brother."

"Big brother"

"big brother."

After the three tones, seven or eight hundred sanxiu, as if rehearsed in advance, bowed their hands one after another, and roared with all their strength: "I've seen the elder martial brother."

As soon as the sound fell, countless birds and animals were raised in the area of tens of miles, making a lot of noise.

Zeng Yushu had already stepped aside and no longer stood side by side with him.

After all the foundation building friars saw this situation, they also bowed down and roared: "I've seen the elder martial brother."

At this time, there was only Yi Heng standing alone and looking at the seven or eight hundred people calmly.

"Dear friends, how lucky is Yi? I can accept this gift. " Yi Heng returned a salute and roared.

Not waiting for many monks to be modest and flattered, he said again: "from today on, Yi will appear in any place to support every Taoist friend in danger. From today on, Yi will share life and death with you, kill insects and make contributions."

"Live and die together, kill insects and make contributions."

"Live and die together, kill insects and make contributions."

"Live and die together, kill insects and make contributions."

Yi Heng knows that as long as he identifies with them, there is no need to say more than a few words. Whether it is a mortal or a monk, what is most lacking is identification.

In particular, this group of scattered practitioners is guarding the front here and fighting hard alone. If no one agrees, all this can be meaningful.

Everyone not only got the promise of the elder martial brother, but also knew that although he was not the commander or the head of the War Department, he was the highest combat force and stabilized the overall situation, so we were relieved.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Zeng Yushu said again, "since the eldest martial brother and I share the same life and death, what are we afraid of? Today is when the two war departments of heaven and earth in our war zone were established. No matter which war department we go to, elder martial brother Yi will take care of each other

"Feng Wuwei, elder martial brother Feng, is the first senior brother of four generations of our Yi family. I think you have heard of his reputation. Now, elder martial brother Feng is invited to choose first. Those who are admired by elder martial brother Feng should be happy to leave without any complaint."

When Zeng Yushu finished, seeing that there was no comment, he made a gesture of invitation to the wind.

Feng Wuwei is still immersed in Yi Heng's aura. When he wakes up, he sighs in his heart. If he has half the reputation of Yi Heng, this life will be enough.

However, he did not dare to think much about it. He was afraid that he would let himself choose. He was a little worried, so he asked in a low voice: "brother Zeng, there is no limit to accomplishments and no number of people?"

Zeng Yushu was a little flustered in his heart, but his elder martial brother would not doubt it if he said so. He glanced at him.

When he saw him nodding again, he summoned up his courage and replied in a loud voice: "naturally, there is no limit to cultivation and number of people. Elder martial brother Feng, please."