After the immortal disappeared

"Uncle Pu!" Luo Xie was startled, then overjoyed, "You came just in time, Banqiu appeared..."

Pu Lu's status in Huanzong is much higher than his. His sudden appearance here must be to rescue Yu Village.

"I know." Pu Lu waved his hand to interrupt him, "Xuanjing cannot fall into the hands of the enemy. Elder Liu sent me to come over to take care of Lao Luo. You go and do your work, Lao Luo leaves it to me."

"Okay." Luo Xie responded and glanced at his grandfather, but did not move.

The Immortal Sect has sent people to pick him up. Grandpa should be safe.

"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Pu Lu raised his hand and summoned the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, "I'll take your grandpa away from here, you go quickly!"

The Haoyuan Golden Mirror is one of the most precious treasures of the Huan Sect. When Luo Xie saw it, he felt even more relieved.

"Yes. Grandpa, I'm leaving first. See you at the Feng Temple!" Old Luo turned a deaf ear, and Luo Xie didn't want to delay. He turned around and ran out of the woods quickly.

Three times five divided by two, his back disappeared.

Pu Lu then pointed at the mirror and said to Old Luo: "Old Luo, what are you waiting for? Come in."

Old Man Luo came over slowly, as if he was about to lift his legs and walk in. Suddenly, his body turned halfway, and a cold light exploded from his hand, directly towards the door in front of Pu Lu!

The distance between the two sides was only five feet, and his strike was fast and cruel, and the cold light hit Pu Lu in the blink of an eye.

With a click, Pu Lu's face was broken into two parts from the cheekbones!

But there was no blood.

I don’t know when the living person turned into a paper person. What Old Luo broke with this blow was just a piece of paper, which was thin and brittle and turned into shards in the air.

Old Man Luo also knew something was wrong. The cold light was swirling back and was about to take him away with him.

He didn't even want to run away, he just wanted to break through the air.

However, a pair of fine steel shackles appeared from the ground for no apparent reason and bound his feet with a "snap" sound.

Old Man Luo couldn't fly at this moment, and almost fell to the ground.

Pu Lu took the opportunity to knock off the whirling magic weapon, and it fell into the grass on the side before revealing its true appearance:

It turned out to be a rope dart.

He directly took out a golden bell and turned it upside down on the ground, then inserted the rope dart directly into it.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tinkling sound from the clock, the rope darts were looking for their master, and they were bumping around like headless flies.

"Get him!"

The task He Lingchuan had just given him was to test Old Man Luo.

Why doesn't Mr. Luo enter the Haoyuan Golden Mirror? Because the mirror does not allow outsiders to pass!

Only those who have been approved by the Fantasy Sect can come and go through the mirror.

The human eye may make mistakes, but Haoyuan Golden Mirror will not be easily fooled.

Seeing this, Dong Rui on the hillside asked He Lingchuan: "How did you know that the old man named Luo had a problem?"

"Luo Xie asked his brother twice, but old man Luo didn't answer directly." It's not that he doesn't want to answer, but he can't answer it, right? "Also, Luo Xie has been frowning. He probably sensed something was wrong with his grandfather, but he couldn't tell. No one can be fooled by the connection between close relatives. It's about Xuanjing, so it's better to give it a try."

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His subordinates came to report, interrupting Bai Ziqi's thoughts and bringing him back to the reality of the war:

"Your Majesty, our Xuanjing reserves can only last for two more hours."

Bai Ziqi went on an expedition to the upside down sea, and Miao Zhantian used all his power in Flash Gold to collect a large number of Xuan Crystals. Although the Emperor's Liquid in the Great Thousand World had just flourished, the spiritual liquid did not settle into the ground so quickly and formed Xuan Crystal.

This is the most important strategic material. Not only can it maintain the stability of the lighthouse, it is also a quick consumable in a battle of this magnitude.

Even though they brought a lot of Xuanjing, they couldn't withstand such consumption.

"If two more lighthouses are to be built, I'm afraid..."

Bai Ziqi was about to speak when several shouts and curses came from below.

He looked down and pointed casually: "Then add some more firewood to the lighthouse."

The thirty or so illusion sect prisoners tied up in the grove below soon saw their fellow disciples who died on the battlefield, and their bodies were actually dragged back by the enemy!

Some were mutilated, and some died with their eyes open. These illusion sect disciples began to tremble, because among the corpses that were moved were acquaintances of theirs. They had just greeted and talked to each other in the morning, and some of them had even sat together and had dinner. Now they were lying on the ground like mud, being dragged around by others. , no different from a dead dog.

Then, they saw the corpses of their fellow disciples being moved under the lighthouse. The enemy opened a small door and threw the corpses in one by one.

With a "hoo" sound, the flames on the tower jumped up.

Anyone could see that these corpses were thrown into the lighthouse and used as fuel.

"Are you still human?" The Huan Sect disciples were heartbroken and cursed one after another.

"Why do you kill the same kind of people, why do you treat yourself like a dog in the Heavenly Palace!"

"You dare to go against the grain and run wild in the Immortal Lord's territory, and he will definitely not let you go!"

Bai Qiqi happened to come down and sneered when he heard the sound:

"Crueling the same kind of people? Hey, you are still kept in the dark about the virtues of the Immortal Lord you serve."

He pointed to the battlefield below the lighthouse: "Have you ever seen so many Yakshas before? Have you ever seen such a powerful Yaksha?"

The Fantasy Sect disciples glared at him.

No, of course not. Most of them had played a role in the past Yaksha attacks on the city, killing Yakshas, ​​and had won awards from the sect and praise from the people. However, in previous years, Yakshas only came out of the lake sporadically.

The great yaksha tide that once caused heavy losses to Yinzhu Island was said to occur only once in hundreds of years, but it was a gathering of nearly a thousand yakshas to kill people. How could it be as endless and endless as the one before us?

Not to mention that there is a giant Yaksha in the Yaksha tide. It is not something that one or two teams of Fantasy Sect disciples can handle, but they have never seen it.

Is there such a thing living at the bottom of the lake? Why didn't they come out before? Although they found it strange, they had no time to think too much today.

Bai Qiqi said again: "You haven't considered why the Yaksha at the bottom of the lake came ashore and stopped attacking you as soon as we arrived?"

The disciples of the Huan Sect remained silent.

"If you immortals are really powerful, how can you tolerate these water monsters and wild ghosts squatting under your butt all year round without eradicating them?"

That's because...

The reasons were obviously very good, but no one argued.

Bai Qiqi looked at them and shook his head: "Are you all from Yinzhu Island? We have all told you that these Yaksha are made by your Immortal Lord, so they can send and receive freely, and are strong and weak..."

Before he finished speaking, two Huan Sect disciples shouted at the top of their lungs: "You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense..."

Before the roar could be completed, a cold light flashed behind him, and two heads fell to the ground.

"You are stupid and don't know it." Bai Qiqi snorted and then said to the remaining living people, "Think carefully, did Yasha's several large-scale attacks and bloodbath on Yinzhu Island happen when the island had the largest population? When the population is sparse and it is time to recuperate, the yaksha will come less often or not at all? "

The Huan Sect disciples looked at each other. They didn't believe Bai Shiqi, but what he said was true. Every time the Yasha attacked the city, many people would be killed, but in the following decades, they would only come out of the lake sporadically.

The elders in the sect once explained that this was because the large Yaksha army had been wiped out by the sect, and only the fish that slipped through the net occasionally showed up to cause trouble. Only after the number of yakshas increases again, they will attack the city again and start the next reincarnation.

They had no doubts until today when they saw with their own eyes the scale of the Yaksha tide——

This number is dozens of times that of previous years, and there is far from an end!

It can be seen that there is never a shortage of yakshas at the bottom of the lake, there are as many as you want!

Then the rhetoric of the elders of the Fantasy Sect is a bit untenable.

"Do you want to know why the Immortal Lord did this?" Bai Qiqi saw the hesitation in their eyes and continued, "That's because there are too many living people on your Silver Pearl Island!"

Some illusion sect disciples subconsciously cursed: "What are you talking about..."

With a swish sound, the light of the sword cut off the rest of his words.

Another head rolled down.

"Don't waste it." Bai Qi pointed at the lighthouse, "Burn it."

So the three newly added corpses were fed to the lighthouse.

Bai Qiqi then continued: "The Upside Down Sea is only such a big place and has only so much spiritual energy, so it can't support many living people. However, there are no wars and vendettas in the Upside Down Sea, and humans are so fertile. If it is not controlled, it will not be able to survive. In fifty years, the entire dozen or so islands in the Upside Down Sea will be crowded with people!”

With the spiritual energy and materials in the upside-down sea being so abundant, mortals would be strong and healthy, less likely to get sick, and their lifespan would be at least one hundred, fifty or sixty years old. With fewer deaths and more lives, the population will naturally explode.

And the existence of mortals itself will consume a little spiritual energy. How could the spiritual energy that Master Qian Huan used to seize from the Shining Gold Plains by using the Reverse Tiangang Formation be given to the mortals on Silver Pearl Island for no reason?

The normal operation of the Immortal Sect is inseparable from the work of mortals. However, the number of mortals must be strictly controlled!

"Huanzong needs the services of mortals, and he has to be hypocritical and cannot lift the butcher's knife by himself. So, there is Yasha." Bai Qiqi smiled, "The upside-down sea is the breeding ground of Qianhuan Zhenren and Huanzong. They will put you They are kept in captivity like animals, killed when they want, and kept when they want; these yakshas are the executioners created by your Qianhuanxianzunsheng, who specialize in slaughtering your family, neighbors, relatives, friends, and children, yet you still have to do it for him today To fight and die for Him is ridiculous and deplorable!”

The shouts of murder were loud outside, but it was as silent as a chill under the lighthouse.

The eyes of the Huanzong disciples were a little dull. What Bai Qiqi said almost completely shattered their past perceptions!

They couldn't believe it from the bottom of their hearts and didn't want to believe it.

"Why did Huan Sect drive you to this battlefield? Why did the superior elders watch you fight for life and death, but they didn't take action, and the Immortal Lord didn't show up at all?" Bai Qiqi pointed towards the lakeside, "After today's battle, , Qian Huan will leave the upside-down sea and return to Lingshan, never to come back again! These ancient immortals have to change places every time they retreat. The upside-down sea is just the place where he retreated for the past 150 years. If I want to abandon you like worn out shoes, I might as well send you to the battlefield to squeeze out the last bit of your value!"