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Chapter 30: The temples are already frosted, and the world is vast (2 consecutive updates)

"Old Han, after I get up in the morning, I like to go up and look down at the surroundings of the camp."

The old Master Wufa was so concise and concise: "And then, I saw you put a squirrel out-but where did the squirrel come from around Taibai Volcano?"

He coughed and sighed softly: "To be honest, Lao Han, you are a little anxious, but I am also anxious if you want me."

"Yes, you should hide your own... But who knows that the variable suddenly becomes so big in just a few days? It's not your fault for being nervous."

Han Xiaoqian, who was expressionless and said nothing, stood in front of him, let out a sigh. He did not sigh, but his tone was filled with a faint sorrow: "Besides you, our camp can effectively use it, instead of adding up the number of people who are trying to kill him, and three of them are your disciples."

"That demon general dared to attack the fortress alone. He must have received the correct news, but he didn't get the latest correct news? Indeed, Wei Lie was seriously injured, you are a spy again. I can't beat four hands by myself. Why didn't he dare to attack the fortress alone? If he really couldn't beat him, could he still run away?"

Wei Lie, who had already pulled out his sword from his waist and put on his posture, smiled and took the conversation: "But Grandmaster Su's sudden appearance reversed the situation - he cured me, and he was so strong that he was inexplicably strong. At the beginning, you didn't even dare to designate him as a demon army, so as not to provoke us to fight with him, and he would die if he had the lowest ability to fight head-on."

"The three demon generals who came were expelled from one of them in one battle. To be honest, I still have to thank you for this." With Wei Lie, Li Daoran also drew his sword at this time. A shrill qi and strong wind began to roll around the Taoist priest and his magic sword. In an instant, more than a dozen air swords emerged out of thin air and rolled around him.

——If Su Zhou were here, he would be surprised to find that Li Daoran's signature inner strength blade actually had a slight similarity to the Lan Armor Technique around his body!

After sighing here, Li Daoran shook his head and said, "Actually, what I doubted in the end is the original "Whole Body Lan Armor Method" you gave Su Zhou."

"Old Han, we have all practiced that technique. Who doesn't know that it will take dozens of days to construct the first 'lan armor'. During the construction process, the spiritual energy will even stagnate and be difficult to mobilize? I was able to barely cultivate a few 'languids' because with the help of the Taoist Saint, I completely gave up the defense of Lan armor, and only used the wind to condense the sword. In this way, it took me three months to initially achieve it."

"If Buyi hadn't told me, I wouldn't know that you used the original innate method to trick Brother Su into wasting time and internal energy to condense the thankless Lan species - I'll send a message later and call Buyi and the others back, asking Master Su to give up on practicing this secret method for the time being."

Seeing Han Xiaoqian raising his head and becoming surprised, Li Daoran couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled, "Do you think I would really let Su Zhou and the others go away? Although it is indeed necessary to detect the movements of the demon soldiers, I specifically instructed Buyi to take Master Su around to see the situation today and deal with it. I will start the formal investigation tomorrow after your "lifelong sleep is over."

"'The birthday is over'... don't you plan to expose my identity? For morale. But you didn't say this purpose explicitly. You said it to Buyi, right?"

Hearing this, Han Xiaoqian, who had always been expressionless, suddenly smiled sarcastically: "Brother Xingde, I'll guess. You should just tell Buyi, let him take Master Su around the surrounding mountains, right?"

"But you may not know that today the migrants in Liaozhou will pass Baishui Pass and go to the old Goryeo Dadukou - do you think your good disciple who is educated too well, or the curious Grandmaster Su would not go and check the situation, and notify the other party that there might be demon soldiers chasing them?"

"Impossible, right? They are all such bad guys. I guess now, they are probably surrounded by the trap of demon soldiers - haha, your changing faces are really ugly."

Han Xiaoqian laughed a few times, as if mocking Li Daoran and Wei Lie for their sudden change of expressions, but in fact, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

But the next second, Han Xiaoqian's sarcastic expression suddenly became calm. He narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, looked down at his palm, and then said lightly: "It's a pity that I can't keep up with the changes... Hehe, it's really funny to say that. You may not know yet. Su Zhou had already cultivated the first 'lan seed' last night - when I witnessed it with my own eyes, I was so shocked that I forgot to breathe, and even forgot to regret, why did I pass it to him for the original secret method of the innate method."

Regardless of the feeling of being shocked by Li Daoran and Wei Lie, "What?!", "Incredible...", Han Xiaoqian raised his eyelids and looked at the direction of the migrants leaving in the distance. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking himself: "So I knew from last night that even if it was hundreds of demon soldiers and two demon generals besieged, it would be impossible to leave that monster... Haha, is it strange? It is because I have been thinking about targeting him that I know this."

"Just like the Red Demon General who ran over to conquer the fortress, I guess the hunting life and the beast will die this time, and it is definitely not Su Zhou!"

He was obviously a spy and a betrayer, but he had no hesitation to make the least optimistic statement for his "theoretical" friends. Han Xiaoqian spread his hands, spread his arms, and signaled that he had no weapons.

Then, Wuxin sat down, sitting cross-legged, without moving, as if giving up resistance.

"Old Han, since you all know that you can't surround Grandmaster Su."

Wei Lie and Li Daoran looked at each other, and the two of them did not act rashly. The old bald master just held his swords tightly and asked in confusion: "Then why do you still send messages to the Demon Army?"

"why not?"

Han Xiaoqian asked in confusion: "If Grandmaster Su was accidentally killed by the Demon Army-that Demon Army can almost be said to be a sure victory, you can't defend it, although I can't see the arrival of that scene."

"But if he is fine, then it will be the victory of the Hundred Schools - I can't see the arrival of this scene."

"I originally thought it would take some time for you to find out that I am a spy. In this way, at least I can see the end of this war early and give myself a thought."

Speaking of this, Han Xiaoqian chuckled a few times: "It's a pity that it's too fast, too fast, it's as quick as life."

For a moment, all three of them were silent, leaving only the masters breathing quietly and steadily.

"I just want to live forever and live longer."

Han Xiaoqian, whose tone became low, spoke first, and he said this, with a hint of reluctance in his old voice: "There are so many things in this world that I have never seen and enjoyed... Since my youthful spirit, I have been tired from fighting against the Demon Dynasty for more than 70 years. All my life and the most exciting time have been spent in this career, witnessing the occurrence of one massacre after another, the passing of one friend after another, and the distortion of souls after another... I am unwilling to accept that my life is to fight for the 'mourning and joy of the people in the world', and I want to live 'mourning and joy of myself'!"

"I want to be selfish in the end, take the immortal root and fly away, and never go back to Shenzhou for a sad half step."

"But who knows that the plan has developed very smoothly and will become like this now... Is this fate destined? Why is there such a variable like Su Zhou? I can't guess thoroughly and I'm too lazy to guess - I lost, I lost a lot."

Looking around, the two masters who were still very cautiously not approaching, but also did not attack immediately. Han Xiaoqian raised his head and looked up at the sky. He said calmly: "There is no need to be so timid. I really gave up resisting--there is no poison or Gu on my body. After knowing each other for so many years, when will I carry those things with me?"

"Since I can't live forever and the rest of my life will not exist, then I have dedicated my entire life to the rebel army, and I will not struggle with the last bit of decency. The magic weapon is about to be forged, and with a young man like Grandmaster Su who is expected to join, the long-term disadvantage of the Baijia Rebel Army was reversed in an instant..."

"Haha, even if the Demon Emperor or the National Master achieves the innate success, it is impossible for them to be arrogant for too long, because then they will face the innate martial saint who successfully transforms into dragons, which is likely to be a innate martial saint holding the Blade of Destruction!"

"Things in the world are unpredictable, but things in the world are unpredictable!"

Looking at the changing Liuyun, he smiled wildly, and as he smiled, tears flowed out.

"Things of the world are not unpredictable... Only the right way is vicissitudes."

Seeing his old friend's misconduct, he remained silent for a long time. He said in a deep voice: "No matter how hard it is, we will reopen peace."

In response to this, Han Xiaoqian just chuckled: "Taiping... Hehe, can there really be peace? Without the Demon Emperor, there will be other evil emperors and demon emperors. As long as the demon tree such as the Panrong Immortal Tree is still there, there will be no peace in this world!"

"No." Li Daoran answered solemnly. He pinched the hilt of the sword and said word by word: "You may not know that the Daosheng has found a way to purify the 'green phosphorus' to white phosphorus and yellow phosphorus. We have also found black fuel, and several major craftsmen are making related weapons... Even the divine wood will definitely be burned out by the flames we are waiting for."

"Also, we, a hundred schools of thought, have already formulated a new system of order under the suggestion of the Confucian saints... Although it is not very perfect, it will not be officially revised until the devil emperor is attacked, but the system called "Sages Supervisor" is definitely more advanced than the corrupt 'emperor system'."

"……Yeah."

"...It turns out that you have planned it. Although it sounds like a joke."

After a moment of shock, Han Xiaoqian stopped looking up at the sky. He lowered his head and looked at Li Daoran, who had a solemn expression, but his sword-holding hand was extremely stable, and then looked at him with a expressionless face, but nodded, with a look of disrespect and power.

——Yes, so what if it’s a joke.

——Eighty years ago, resisting the Demon Emperor and the Demon Army was also a joke.

The old master was silent for a long time, then smiled and closed his eyes.

"Send me a ride," he said softly.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff —

Without any hesitation, he did not get close. At the moment when he heard Han Xiaoqian say this, Li Daoran waved his sword and suddenly his whole body was full of energy. More than a dozen qi swords shot out of thin air, directly shooting Han Xiaoqian into holes, and blood splashed, which was several times better than a bow and crossbow.

After Han Xiaoqian lost his breath and fell to the ground with a soft body, Li Daoran, a warrior who killed demons, slowly collapsed with his originally serious expression. The master's lips were trembling, his cheeks became bloodless, and even the basic action of retracting the sword and returning to the sheath almost cut his hand.

Wei Lie, who had been in the rear guard and had not spoken much, sighed when he saw this.

The same old master, who had even a white hair shaved, raised his head and looked up at the changing clouds on the top of Taibai Volcano, with a hint of moist luster in his eyes: "Why, Lao Han, why bother..."

"Decades of bloodshed side by side, and together they swore to eliminate immortality and fight against Wudao... It is obvious that it is the end, and we have all seen the dawn of victory and hope. Why, why not..."

"Eternal life...Immortality..."

"I'm not dead..."

The feelings about the dead are never important.

Five minutes later, Grandmaster Li Daoran led a team of 35 people to rush to the foot of the mountain to meet Su Zhou and others who might have been attacked.

I was speechless all the way. My heart sighed at the passing years. My temples were frosty. The world was vast.
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