Half a month later!
Luochuan River, the turbulent rivers are rushing, and the trees on both sides are lush, but few people have reclaimed fertile fields on this fertile land.
It's just because this is Chongzhou, the most prosperous demonic path and the most severe cholera.
Not only the people live in a difficult life here, but even trade transactions are far inferior to other major states, let alone compared with Qingzhou.
A merchant ship sailed on the Luochuan River. The high-rise flag of the merchant ship was written with a large golden character and a family emblem, which means that they were the caravans of the Jin family in Ancheng, belonging to a cultivation family and a local tyrant. They can do business with the righteous and dare to do business with the demon, which is both black and white.
The Demon Sects of Chongzhou, large and small, also require external resources to be input, and most of these caravans will not be blocked.
Of course, sometimes there will be some robbery and massacres against caravans. Not every demon cultivator can restrain it. Each demon clan has a different territory. It is a matter for many demon cultivators to go to other people's territory to kill people and rob, and they can frame people.
Therefore, the caravans entering Chongzhou all take great risks. If conditions permit, they will also hire some casual cultivators, plus the power of monks trained by the family to increase their own safety.
There are such a group of hired casual cultivators on the merchant ship where the Jin family is located. "Oh, have you heard that something big happened in Chongzhou recently."
On the deck, more than a dozen casual cultivators were enjoying the beautiful scenery of the Luochuan River while chatting with each other. "What's the matter? Mr. Lao Wang, don't keep it a secret, just talk." "Mr. Lao Wang, you have been lying on the Chongzhou border for many years, and you are well-informed. Don't hide it when you have the excitement!" "That's it, just come back and invite you to drink. The good wine made from Lingji must be not mixed with water." A group of casual cultivators started to make trouble. They had nothing to do, and they like to listen to some gossip the most.
Only a figure leaning against the railing of the ship seemed indifferent.
The person called Lao Wang's head is an old man with thick and black hair but gray beard.
He smiled complacently in the praises of the crowd, enjoying the feeling of attention, and slowly spoke after coughing twice.
"Hehe, it's a long story. Since you want to hear it, I'll talk to you carefully.
But half a month ago, the Chongzhou Demonic Way was under unprecedented threat.
A group of Tantric Buddhist monks from various countries in the Western Regions, under the banner of saving sentient beings, promoting Buddhism, and saving the world, killing Chongzhou Demon Sect often kills the seeds, killing them so bloody.
Especially, the monk named Ayiti Gala, who has the seventh level of Taoist realm and is known as invincible at the same level. Many of the famous demon masters have either hated their worries under his Buddhism or were beaten to escape in a panic.
In just half a month, more than a dozen demonic sects have been removed from Chongzhou. It is now said that the demonic sects in Chongzhou have united to establish a huge demonic gang to destroy Ayiti Gala. "
Old Wang said and gestured, spitting everywhere, telling all the recent major events in Chongzhou. "What, the monks from the Western Regions came to Chongzhou to eliminate demons. What are they rushing for here thousands of miles away! ”
"Are these bald donkeys so strong? They can even slaughter more than a dozen demon sects."
"There are so many powerful demons in Chongzhou, but can't they do anything to the monk Ayiti Gala?"
The casual cultivators on the deck exclaimed in surprise. The evil reputation of Chongzhou's demon tragedy is known to the world, and suppressing the righteous path of Chongzhou. As a result, a group of monks from the Western Regions overturned to suppress Chongzhou's demon tragedy, which sounded incredible.
"Ayiti Gala heard that it was a very big-headed monk. He was a holy monk in the Western Regions Tantric Buddhism. Do you understand the holy monk? It is equivalent to the reserve service in the Purple Palace Realm. He is very powerful, especially the Buddhist teachings he practices. He is extremely restrained by the demon cultivator. Many demon cultivators saw his legs weak."
Old Wang raised his head and took steps, like a proud peacock, showing off his well-informed information, and said, "You have to say it! Don't say that the demon in Chongzhou is not an opponent, even if the blood demon ancestor in Qingzhou comes, I'm afraid he can't fall in Ayiti Gala."
As soon as Lao Wang said this, it immediately aroused opposition from many people. "Impossible, what kind of person is Su Jie, the ancestor of the Blood Demon, and Guanchao Pavilion was destroyed by him. What did Ayiti Gala use to compare with others?"
"That's right! The righteous paths in Qingzhou were suppressed by Su Jie so hard that they dared not look up. Without absolute strength, how could these righteous paths in Qingzhou be so honest?"
"I think both sides might be able to get together. After all, Ayiti Gala's Buddhism restrains the demon cultivator, and the strength of the demon cultivator is less than 70% or 80%, which made a big fuss."
This debate immediately made the atmosphere hot. Many of them have been to Qingzhou and heard of Su Jie's famous.
From the moment he rose with Guiling Palace and to the strongest overlord force in Qingzhou, this kind of personality charm is still very attractive to some casual cultivators, even if Su Jie is the big devil. "Haha, who knows if you haven't beaten? Maybe after Ayiti Garo beat Chongzhou, he will go to Qingzhou. If he really fights, I will definitely join in the fun and witness this powerful match between Buddha and demons." Old Wang talked endlessly, and was attracted to everyone when he saw everyone, and was quite content until he saw the middle-aged man leaning on the other side on the side of the boat.
The man is very tall and looks very ordinary, and his cultivation is not high. He did not participate in the discussion and seemed a little out of place.
"Brother Luo, what do you think? Which one do you think is better than the Blood Demon Ancestor or Ayiti Gala?"
Lao Wang took two steps forward and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder with a familiarity. He knew that the other party was named Luo Yi and was also a hired casual cultivator. However, he had few communications these days, and the other party seemed a little cold. "I'll sit and watch." Su Jie, who was disguised as a disguise, smiled and shrugged, and said with an indifferent look on his face.
Su Jie was stable in Qingzhou for two years and consolidated his cultivation after he advanced to the Purple Mansion.
In addition, Qingzhou's development is on track, Su Jie can also have the energy and focus his attention outside Qingzhou.
There are two primary goals, one is Qingzhou. Su Jie had a conflict with Huoyun Palace, and Su Jie was very envious of the Chiyao Immortal Palace.
Another goal is Chongzhou, where the magical path is prosperous.
Since he is a giant in the Dali Dynasty, Su Jie naturally also wants to take over Chongzhou and make the Dali Dynasty only have one voice.
As for Jingzhou, which is also in the south, in terms of the strength of the monks, it is the weakest state in the four southern states, and it is on the verge of Dali Imperial City, so it is not suitable as the first choice target.
Su Jie was originally worried about starting from Qingzhou or Chongzhou, but he heard the news from Chongzhou that the Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions went to Chongzhou to be a hero and to eliminate demons and defend the way.
Su Jie immediately had an idea and first started the operation from Chongzhou and to experience the so-called Tantric Buddhism.
So after disguising himself, Su Jie concealed his identity and came here with a caravan. His face is so famous now that he has not been disguised and will be known to everyone in the world before he leaves Qingzhou. It will be bad to scare people away at that time. "Brother Luo, you are so boring."
Old Wantou was frustrated by Su Jie, and turned around and left with a disdain.
Su Jie had a smile on his lips. As the merchant ship entered the Chongzhou territory, he murmured to himself: "Ayiti Gala, the holy monk of Tantric Buddhism, is interesting, it's really interesting. Eliminate demons and protect the way, right? Then I, Su Jie, are going to meet you eminent monks in the Western Regions."
As Su Jie spoke, his feet moved and his whole body disappeared on the merchant ship.
When the Jin family's caravan discovered that Su Jie had disappeared, there was a commotion, but at this time, Su Jie had already penetrated deep into the Chongzhou area.
Cuiyan Pond in Chongzhou, this is the location of Wanyumen Mountain Gate.
But at this time, what gathered here was far more than the Wanyu Gate, but also the forces of the demon sect from Chongzhou, such as Blood Demon Cave, Jinhuang Sect, Tianlang Village, Fantasy Chonglou, Shadow and Daolu, Lihuohui, Demon Valley, Lotus Palace, Eagle Poison Palace, White Bone Tower, Jiulong Hall
The Chongzhou Demon Sect masters of all sizes are here, with as many as tens of thousands of people. It can be said that most of the Chongzhou masters gather here.
Because according to Ayiti Gala's action route, the next greatest possibility is to come to Wanyu Gate.
They were very miserable by Ayiti Gala in Chongzhou in the past half month, and they had to be forced to unite. At the same time, they also planned to keep Ayiti Gala and completely destroy the other party, so that they no longer had the opportunity to defeat one by one.
It can be seen from this that Ayiti Gala's strength is so strong that the demons in Chongzhou are ready for battle.
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"Isn't there any movement yet?"
A gentle and delicate voice sounded, and a beautiful woman wearing gauze, with clear white skin and charming eyes slowly spoke. She was the leader of the Wanyu Sect, Yin Leibai.
"Do you know we are here? Ayi Tie Gala dare not come."
"That damn little bald donkey, I caught him. I want him to die."
"Don't take it lightly, be careful that the other party suddenly appears and takes action."
Some of them were glaring at the demon priests of Chongzhou, some were calm, and some were full of murderous intent.
For Ayiti Garo, a person who broke the Chongzhou pattern, no matter how unwilling they were to admit it, they all knew that the enemy was absolutely terrible this time.
Not only the senior leaders of the Demon Sect were nervously on guard, but other demonic monks who came here were also dispersed, alerting to the appearance of Ayiti Gala.
In addition to these demonic monks, there are also casual cultivators watching quietly in the more peripheral places.
Some of these casual cultivators came from the eyeliner of the powerful families and inquire about the war that might change the situation in Chongzhou this time, while others simply wanted to take advantage of the situation.
On the cruel battlefield, if they can pick up the corpse, it is definitely possible for some cash-strapped casual cultivators to get rich overnight, and even if they obtain a certain level of cultivation, they will change their fate. Therefore, they have attracted many casual cultivators with scheming and come regardless of danger.
Baiyan Town is hundreds of miles away from Wanyumen Mountain Gate. There are some casual cultivators here now.
They may not all come from Chongzhou, but also from other states of the Dali Dynasty. They are all young cultivators who come to seek opportunities and try their luck after hearing the news.
In the highest restaurant in Baiyan Town, this is the gathering place for casual cultivators. They look out from the windows and look at the direction of Wanyumen, and they are inevitably feeling a little excited.
"You guys say whether the fight will start."
"It's hard to say, if I were Ayiti Gala, I would definitely not have to jump into it even though I knew it was a dilemma and trap."
"So you can't become Ayiti Gala. He is a holy monk in the Western Regions, who is compassionate to save the world and save all living beings. How could he retreat because of difficulties?"
"Hmph, what a shitty monk, I don't believe that Ayiti Gala is so selfless. These bald donkey ghosts outside the territory know what bad intentions are."
The crowd is noisy, and only the restaurant is quite quiet.
At the table along the window, a woman with a purple waist was sitting here, leaning against the carved window on the fifth floor of the restaurant, drinking alone.
What's more special is that the woman's face was covered with a veil, and her jade-colored skin was faintly revealed under half of the silver veil.
Every time I drink, the beautiful face that appears can cause many casual cultivators to slide between their throats. When they see them, there are panic sounds of cups and cups that are bumping, and many casual cultivators dare not look at them.
It was just because the woman just sat there, but she had an invisible majestic aura, so that the restaurant was full of people. Many casual cultivators had no seats to sit, and no one dared to sit next to her.
The expression under Qin Yushang's veil was without any emotion. Her mind was focused on the spiritual consciousness of the Taoist realm, which made her hundreds of miles apart and could know what was happening there.
Suddenly, the sound of the seat moving came, causing Qin Yushang to turn his head slightly.
A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance sat opposite her as if no one was around. "The little girl is disturbing, I'll make a table." When Su Jie saw Qin Yushang looking, he smiled with white teeth, calm expression, not as nervous as an ordinary casual cultivator.
Qin Yushang glanced at Su Jie and withdrew her gaze, not feeling much traits from Su Jie.
Su Jie's true identity is a powerful person in the Zifu realm. Qin Yushang is one big enough, so it is naturally difficult to see through Su Jie's identity.
On the contrary, Su Jie looked at Qin Yushang with interest. His long black hair was blowing in the breeze, revealing his snow-white jade neck, his deep phoenix eyes floated with a cold jade-like luster, and his sword eyebrows flew into his temples.
It's not just because of its outstanding appearance, others can't feel it, but Su Jie can detect that Qin Yushang's spiritual power is like a sleeping volcano, and the dark blue veins are revealed under his skin like snow. Zhou Tian's spiritual power is vaguely centered on it and is under his command.
"The most powerful man at the seventh level of the Daotai realm."
Su Jie thought in his heart that this powerful man is rare in the Dali Dynasty.
Although there are more than ten or twenty in a state, and seven or eight in a few, there are very few cultivators who can reach the seventh level of the Taoist realm.
For example, before Su Jie rose in Qingzhou, there was only Dong Yu, the great elder of Guanchao Pavilion, the seventh level of the Taoist territorial realm in Qingzhou, and only Li Yuze, the sect leader of the Wanjian Alliance, and Chu Yangang, the sect leader of the Huoyun Palace.
The monks of this realm stand at the top of the Taoist realm, and they all have a slight possibility of breaking into the Purple Mansion realm. Their identity and status are extraordinary, and they rarely appear in public on weekdays.
"Is it good-looking?"
Qin Yushang was quite uncomfortable when Su Jie looked at it. She felt that her whole body was shining in front of Su Jie. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, put down her wine glass with a bang, and let out a cold snorkeling. (This chapter ends)