Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

When choosing weapons, the disciples of Baihua Sect tend to pay more attention to the exquisite appearance and do not give much consideration to the actual combat performance.

Their major was originally the art of charm, but facing those ferocious and brutal monsters, these fancy moves were obviously not of much use.

Warcraft is almost immune to seduction, so no matter how seductive the people from Baihua Sect try to be, it's like flirting with a blind man.

Everyone is fighting hard.

On the other side, Xuan Qingli led Yu Wei and Bing Yao and landed safely in the Buddhist Sect, temporarily away from the front line of the "War of Spirits and Demons".

The most important thing is that the Buddha bones on Xuan Qingli's body were hidden by the illusion and could not be felt at all.

The three of them haven't figured out the situation yet, so why did they appear in the Buddhist sect again?

At this moment, a Buddhist disciple wearing a Buddhist robe suddenly appeared in the distance.

"Which sect are you from? Why are you here? All outsiders should gather at the sect square." The Buddhist sect disciples were full of vigilance.

When did these people come into the inner sect of Buddhism?

Today's gatekeeper disciples have to be disciplined well. This is a special period and we cannot afford to be careless and must not take it lightly.

"We are from the Overwatch Council. Master, we are so sorry, we are lost." Faced with the questioning, Xuan Qingli could only find an excuse to deal with it.

After all, the current situation is unclear, and the Buddhist sect in front of him is very different from what he remembers.

"The Supervisory Council? It's a non-governmental organization, right? I'm Qiansheng from the Buddhist sect. Just follow me." Qiansheng relaxed his guard a little.

There are fewer and fewer Buddhist disciples now. I guess they came here from some unknown path. They must be non-governmental organizations coming to the front line to provide support. Forget it.

Moreover, the cultivation base of these three people is higher than his. If they can go to the front line to help, they will definitely be a great help.

It was just that the male monk standing in front made Qiansheng feel like they were familiar with each other at first sight. He seemed particularly friendly, probably because he was so good-looking.

This Qiansheng doesn’t even know the Overwatch Council?

Xuan Qingli, Yu Wei and Bingyao could only follow Qiansheng with doubts, but looking at the route, it seemed to lead to the sect square.

Along the way, everyone was silent and the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.

There was silence in the Buddhist sect, so quiet that it was eerily quiet, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The lively voices and laughter of the little disciples in the past have long disappeared, and even a thick layer of fallen leaves has accumulated on the ground, with no one to clean it up.

What on earth happened to the Buddhist sect here?

The three of them had no clue at the moment, they only knew that the illusion before them was too real to be true.

I only know that whether it is Qiansheng leading the way in front, or the many subtle details within the Buddhist sect, all of them make people feel its authenticity.

"Bingyao, can you sense your weapon?" Seeing that Qiansheng didn't notice them, Yu Wei lowered her voice and asked softly.

The purpose of their coming to this secret realm is to find Bingyao's weapon, and it would be best to leave this secret realm as soon as possible after getting it.

However, Bingyao did not respond, but just shook her head slightly.

This place was filled with an atmosphere that made her feel very familiar, but at the same time it also evoked a trace of fear deep in her heart, which was very similar to the thrilling "Battle between Spirits and Demons" that year.

But on second thought, she felt that it was unlikely and that she must be overthinking it.

As they gradually approached the sect square, they finally heard some intermittent conversations.

These voices did not all come from the disciples of the Buddhist sect. There seemed to be disciples from other sects and some independent practitioners mixed in.

Everyone looked solemn and dignified.

"I'm glad that everyone has come here after hearing the call from our Buddhist sect." Qiansheng's voice sounded particularly depressed, yet with a hint of encouragement.

"Our Fuxing Continent is in a life-or-death crisis. Life and death hang on a thread. The monsters are getting closer and closer to the safe zone. We don't have much time left."

"We have no choice but to take up our weapons and fight back. Fuxing Continent is our home. After a while, the Buddhist disciples led everyone to different frontline areas."

"May everyone be able to witness the flowers of victory bloom. Our Buddhist sect has specially prepared some free weapons and elixirs for everyone. Please accept them."

"Although this small gift is insignificant, it is also a token of our Buddhist sect's heart."

The atmosphere in the sect square became increasingly heavy, as if dark clouds were pressing down on everyone, making it hard to breathe.

Qiansheng's words had just fallen.

Dozens of Buddhist disciples wearing heavy armor stepped into the field and quickly organized everyone into sixteen teams, with each team having between twenty-eight and thirty-two people.

Xuan Qingli, Yu Wei and Bingyao were assigned to the sixteenth team.

Everyone looked solemn, knowing that going to the front line would be mostly dangerous and risking death, and no one wanted to die.

But they have relatives behind them, so they have no choice but to decide to fight the monster to the death without hesitation.

"It turns out that we are in the illusion of a war between spirits and demons,"

"We are now in the period of the great war between spirits and demons. Senior Bingyao, do you still remember this great war between spirits and demons?" Xuan Qingli had read relevant records in books.

It is said that the mythical beast dragon also participated in this battle, but unfortunately died heroically in the end.

After the "War of Spirits and Demons", the mythical beast "dragon" no longer existed in the Fuxing Continent.

"I do have some impressions..." Bingyao's eyes gradually became blurred, and she couldn't help but fall into memories. When the monster first attacked, her heart was filled with contempt.

Although the human cultivators are not as powerful as her, they have smart minds and can create all kinds of magical instruments and deadly poisons...

Therefore, Bingyao never thought that the human cultivator would be defeated.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people.

But one day, when Bingyao woke up from her deep sleep, the scene before her made her dumbfounded. The originally picturesque Fuxing Continent with beautiful mountains and rivers was filled with a disgusting stench.

Even the snow-capped mountains where she was could not escape the clutches of this disaster.

Humans are struggling to resist the invasion of monsters, but this evil magic is like boiling a frog in warm water, gradually devouring every living being.

Faced with such a desperate situation, the divine beasts, demon beasts, sea beasts and human cultivators had to unite, because once the Fuxing Continent fell, they would have no way to retreat but death.

Even if you want to escape, the only way is to ascend to the upper realm.

However, there is not enough spiritual energy on the Fuxing Continent. How can it provide the spiritual energy needed for the divine beast to break through?

"Senior Bingyao, can you tell us in detail what happened afterwards?" Xuan Qingli wanted to know more, as the historical books handed down often differ from the actual situation.

After all, people always beautify their behavior consciously or unconsciously.

This is human nature.