Chapter 653 Are you serious when you take a step back?(2/2)
After thinking for a while, Chi Yao asked: "Do you know where the other three sects, except the Ghost King Sect, have settled now?"
The Savage Temple was destroyed, and most of the demonic sects needed to rebuild their main altar.
"The Ten Thousand Poison Sect established their original branch, Viper Valley, as the new main hall. The Hehuan Sect also chose Xiaoyao Stream. As for the Changsheng Hall, they have always shouldered the responsibility of guarding the temple in the past and did not have a stronghold of sufficient scale outside, so
The migration has not been completely completed yet, but it will probably be somewhere in the northwest."
Qinglong replied that he was more concerned about these things and spoke eloquently.
"That's it..."
Chi Yao nodded and thought secretly in his heart. The Viper Valley is in the southwest, the Changsheng Hall is in the northwest, and Huqi Mountain and Xiaoyao Stream are in the southeast and due east directions.
"Let's go to southern Xinjiang! The Hundred Thousand Mountains will become the new cornerstone of the rise of the Holy Religion."
"But isn't the Incense Valley just over there?"
Xuanwu scratched his head, with some hesitation in his tone.
Bai Hu glared at him as soon as he said this, but he couldn't be entirely blamed. From his body, we could clearly see the current mentality of the Demon Cult.
They were really frightened by the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Killing Sword.
So much so that when most people hear the names of the three major sects of righteousness, they feel subconscious fear, fearing that the other party may have something similar to the Immortal Killing Sword in their hands.
After all, the three sects of the Righteous Way have always had the same reputation.
The Qingyun Gate is located in the north, blocking the only way to enter the Central Plains through the barbaric desert. The Incense Valley is located in the southern border, blocking the way for the barbarians and monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to invade the Central Plains.
Chi Yao comforted Xuanwu and said, "Don't worry, Fenxiang Valley is not Qingyun Sect. There is only one treasure like the Zhuxian Sword in the world. And it is because Fenxiang Valley is there that I made this choice."
"Huh? Why?"
Xuanwu was confused, but Qinglong and Suzaku came back to their senses a little, looking at Chi Yao with brilliant eyes.
"Because what the Holy Cult disciples lack most nowadays is courage!"
Chi Yao explained, "Just look at it yourself. One of the Four Holy Envoys, when he hears the name of Fenxiang Valley, he will subconsciously retreat. Look at Wandu Gate, the location chosen by the Hehuan Sect, all of them are far away.
The jurisdiction of the three sects of the Right Way. What does this mean? It means that they are afraid! Needless to say, this is the common mentality of disciples today."
After saying this, Xuanwu blushed a little, and Baihu was angry but had no words to refute, because this was the truth.
Qinglong and Suzaku were thoughtful.
"So you are doing this to get rid of their inner demons?"
"You could also say that,"
Chi Yao nodded slightly, "Moreover, the rich resources in Shiwanda Mountain are indeed what we are most in need of. In addition, Fenxiang Valley has the weakest foundation among the three sects of the Righteous Path. Who can we blame if we don't squeeze it? Moreover, Fenxiang Valley has the weakest foundation.
Although it is not as good as Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple, as one of the major sects of the righteous path, there must be no shortage of magic weapons. If there is a chance, I can help you to obtain it through blood refining."
"Thank you, Master!"
These words also aroused the pride of Qinglong and others.
As the Four Holy Envoys, their strength is actually not weak. Especially Qinglong, even compared with the heads of the four major sects such as Wan Du Sect, his realm is only worse than the Poison God.
The only problem is that there is no magic weapon at hand. The best magic weapon in the hands of the Four Holy Envoys, the Vermillion Bird Seal, is only of high-grade quality. It cannot even compare with the Yin-Yang Mirror of the Changsheng Hall, let alone the Nine Heavens such as the Fulong Cauldron.
A magic weapon.
As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Without a magic weapon, his combat performance will always be inferior.
But this is not their problem. Powerful magic weapons can only be encountered but cannot be sought. Especially the top magic weapons at the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon level are just a carrot and a pit. Even if they really snatch it, they want to take away the control.
It also requires a higher level of mana to continuously wash away the power, and the conditions are too harsh.
But things are different now. The art of blood refining is famous, so naturally they all know that it is indeed a good way to snatch the refining magic weapon.
Moreover, Chi Yao had just snatched the Fulong Cauldron from the Ghost King in front of them. This seller's show shouldn't be too tough!
With both kindness and power, if Chi Yao could see loyalty, he would definitely find that the loyalty values of Qinglong, Baihu and the other four people are constantly rising at this moment.
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Although it was said that they wanted to establish a foothold in southern Xinjiang and then use Fenxiang Valley to sacrifice the flag, the actual implementation was not as easy as it was said.
Because although Shiwandashan is vast in territory, it is not empty and ownerless.
The Badlands of Southern Xinjiang is the extreme south of China's vast land. Legend has it that there are barren mountains and harsh waters, rich in poisonous insects and beasts. The most obvious boundary with the Central Plains is the towering mountains that suddenly rise in the extreme south. The towering mountains are connected one after another.
One, inserted into the clouds, almost completely separates the north from the south.
Since ancient times, few people from the fertile land of the Central Plains have traveled to southern Xinjiang. The reasons are, firstly, the steep roads, secondly, the presence of ferocious beasts and poisonous insects, too much miasma and bad water, and the land is mostly barren, making it impossible to farm.
Later, I don’t know when it started, but the world began to spread that in the endless mountains of southern Xinjiang, there were various barbaric alien races, who drank hair and drank blood, were cruel and easy to kill, and among them were terrifying orcs who cannibalized human flesh. Since then, no one has dared to go there.
On the contrary, the world is in shock, worrying day and night whether those alien races will suddenly escape from those mountains one day, invade the Central Plains, and harm the world.
Although most of the above are false rumors, there are indeed sixty-three alien races scattered throughout the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Chapter completed!