Zhang Cuishan and Yin Liting strive to become direct disciples, while the other five people hide their talents and hide among the inner sect.
Because Zhang Cuishan is so dazzling and has a strong personality, everyone unanimously decided to let him fully display his talents. He lived up to expectations and was successfully accepted by the third elder.
Yin Liting is responsible for cooperating with Zhang Cuishan because they have the highest tacit understanding.
So he also became a disciple of the Eighth Elder and became his direct disciple.
Through the performance of the third elder and the eighth elder today, it has been confirmed that the Wolong Mountain Range is a scam, and the Infinite Holy Land is planning a shocking conspiracy.
At this time, Chu Ming had received news from Ximen Chuixue, Zhang Cuishan and others. It seemed that the Qingpao Immortal was preparing to play a big game in the Eastern Region.
He just doesn't know whether it's Tiangong or all the sects that come to him that he wants to put in his pocket.
No matter what, Chu Ming will break the chess game and make the plan of the Infinite Holy Land a dream come true.
In recent days, the originally bustling Eastern Region has become even more "crowded". Prodigies from all major sects have gathered in the Wolong Mountains. Their huge momentum has caused the monsters on the periphery to start migrating inward.
Although warriors above the realm of Martial Saint cannot enter the Wolong Mountains, the elders who escorted Tianjiao will not leave immediately.
They need to wait for their disciples, after all, this is the future hope of the sect.
Therefore, camps were established outside the Wolong Mountains, and they were inhabited by martial arts warriors and martial saint warriors from all major forces.
This is like a huge powder keg, it only takes one spark to cause a shocking explosion.
The Qingpao Immortal placed such a huge hidden danger outside the Wolong Mountains, and his ambition was clearly revealed.
He only needs to plan to stir up the sect's hatred towards the Wolong Mountains, which will cause a joint attack by the warrior gods and warriors on the Wolong Mountains.
This is most likely part of Qingpao Xian's plan.
"Cao Zhengchun, Liu Sword Slave, you lead your heavenly troops to assassinate the disciples of Wuliang Holy Land in the Wolong Mountains. Remember not to expose your existence."
Nowadays, more and more warriors are entering the Heavenly Palace to accept the inheritance, and the size of the Heavenly Soldiers is gradually growing.
Chu Ming compared the classification of heavenly generals and divided the heavenly soldiers into twelve groups.
Zibu, Choubu, Yinbu, Maobu, Chenbu, Sibu, Wubu, Weibu, Shenbu, Youbu, Xubu and Haibu.
The Sibu are all composed of assassination masters.
"Tu Fengsan and Wei Beihui will lead your Zibu and Chen celestial troops to deploy defenses on the east side of the Wolong Mountains to prevent the enemy from penetrating into the northeastern region."
"The top ten demon kings are responsible for integrating the demon beasts and providing timely information on the enemy. I will bury all the forces that provoke the Heavenly Palace in the Wolong Mountains."
"Yes, sir."
No matter what the Qingpao Immortal had planned, Chu Ming planned to smash it with absolute strength.
In less than a month, the Central Region, the Southern Region, and some powerful sects all gathered in the Eastern Region, preparing to enter the Wolong Mountains to seek their own opportunities.
According to the earlier agreement, only warriors below the level of Martial Saint can enter the Wolong Mountains.
The ten demon kings appear from time to time, which not only frightens the warriors of the sect, but also represents their determination.
Disciples from various major sects either form groups or small groups, and there are also a handful of geniuses who are confident in their own strength and enter the Wolong Mountains alone.
But little did they know that the treasure hunting place they thought was like a giant beast with its bloody mouth open, ready to devour these geniuses at any time.
Infinite Holy Land came to the Wolong Mountains not only as treasure-hunting disciples, but also as the most elite Dark God Guards.
Although this team of Dark God Guards only has 300 people, they are all Martial Emperor warriors, and three of their leaders are Martial Saint warriors.
There are only five teams of such Dark God Guards even in the Infinite Holy Land. They have always been responsible for guarding the Holy Land and will not leave the Holy Land easily.
This time, in order to support Qingpao Xian's plan, he came to the Eastern Region.
The mission they received was to assassinate all sect geniuses who entered the Wolong Mountains without distinction.
If you are caught by a disciple of Wuliang Holy Land during the assassination, you will be killed without mercy. The top secret nature of this operation must be guaranteed.
After entering the mountains, Ximen Chuixue separated from the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect for any reason, and headed towards Wangtian Peak alone.
The first two days were uneventful, but from the third day on, he discovered that someone was following him.
Ximen Chuixue naturally knew that Tiangong's killer team was active in the jungle, but he knew that the people following him were not Tiangong's people.
He pretended not to know anything and continued on his way, but he was looking for a suitable place to fight.
Under the cover of a dense jungle, there is a quiet small valley.
The three men in black who were originally chasing Ximen Chuixue appeared one after another.
"Why did the boy from the Holy Sword Sect suddenly disappear?"
"My tracking skills are fine. This kid must be hiding around here."
"He is the person designated to be killed by the superiors. If he escapes, we will not be able to deal with him."
Seeing the three people appearing, Ximen Chuixue couldn't help but secretly called her lucky. Two of the three people were late-stage Martial Emperor warriors, and one of them turned out to be a Martial Saint warrior.
If they were both Martial Emperor warriors, Ximen Chuixue would still have a high degree of confidence in escaping from the battlefield even if he lost. However, the Martial Saint warrior completely changed the situation.
Thanks to the power of "Breathing Condensation Technique", the three of them lost their tracking target.
"It seems that this kid has really escaped. Now it's possible to catch him if we chase him."
The warrior in charge of tracking among the three people made a suggestion, and soon all three people jumped into the air and swept forward at high speed.
Although the three of them had already gone far away, Ximen Chuixue still hid in the canopy of the trees without making any movement. After about a cup of tea, the three of them flew back again.
"Is there really something wrong with my tracking skills? This kid used special means to confuse us. In fact, he has long been out of our sight."
"I have long said that I cannot underestimate him. After all, he is a close disciple of the Holy Sword Sect Master, and he is definitely not comparable to ordinary disciples."
"Then what do we do now?"
"Go find your next goal, otherwise your results will be too ugly and you won't be able to hold your head high in front of other brothers in the future."
After saying that, the three of them quickly flew to the west.
At this time, Ximen Chuixue was still hiding in the canopy of the tree and did not leave.
The movements of the three of them were too strange, and their words were obviously addressed to themselves, as if they were trying to lure themselves out on purpose.
Half an hour passed like this, without any movement outside, but the warning signs in Ximen Chuixue's heart did not subside at all.
The tenacity and endurance that a swordsman honed while practicing swordplay play a key role at this time.
He decided that this was a trap by the enemy. Since it was a matter of patience, everyone would compete.
In the next two hours, disciples from other sects continued to pass by, but nothing happened.
Everyone left safely. Even so, Ximen Chuixue did not expose his position.
Half an hour after the first arrival, a lean man less than 1.5 meters emerged from the soil.
"Senior Brother Wang Li has been suspicious of ghosts all day long. He forced me to hide for three hours, but there was not even a trace of a ghost."
After complaining, he took out a flare from his arms and shot it into the sky.
Soon the three people who had left reappeared in the valley.
"Is it true that no one left after we left?"
"Senior brother, we have cooperated for so many years, how could we ever lie to you?"
Hearing what he said, Wang Li seemed like a deflated rubber ball, and his whole body collapsed.
"Junior brother, there is no need to blame yourself. Ximen Chuixue is the favorite disciple of the Holy Sword Sect Master, and he might have given him some incredible treasure. The failure of this mission is not your responsibility."
"Yes, junior brother, when you return to the Holy Land, everyone will naturally help you explain. It is your credit to be able to track down Ximen Chuixue."
Obviously, Wang Li's tracking skills are extremely famous even in the Immeasurable Holy Land, which is full of talents. Even the leading Martial Saint warriors comforted him.
The Westerners gathered together, discussed a few more details, and flew away to leave. At this moment, Wang Li waved his hand and shot out a cloud of silver needles, which flew into the hidden bushes.
But there was no news, so Wang Li gave up and left with the three of them this time.
Seeing the Xiren disappearing into the horizon, Ximen Chuixue just slid down the tree trunk and used his body skills to rush through the forest, quickly heading towards Wangtian Peak.
On the way, he kept lamenting that strange people could be seen everywhere. No one thought that the other party could hide in the soil for so long, and lurk under the tree where he was hiding without anyone noticing.
If it weren't for the fact that I was passionate about swords and could endure loneliness, I would probably have fallen into the opponent's trap today. Just as Ximen Chuixue was heading towards Wangtian Peak, the team led by Duan Shui encountered Wang Li's senior brother Xiren. It turned out that not long after the Dark God Guard entered the Wolong Mountains, they were discovered by monsters, and soon the top ten monster kings got the news. Since Wuliang Holy Land has delivered the meat to his mouth, if Chu Ming didn't eat it, it would be a disgrace to others' enthusiasm.
Therefore, Cao Zhengchun and Liu Jiannu led their elite celestial soldiers to form multiple teams to specifically snipe and kill this team of Dark God Guards.
I didn't expect that on such an occasion, the two sides would encounter each other.
The Sibe Heavenly Soldiers were always in groups of three, but due to Duanshui's suppression, the number of both sides was actually the same. As they looked at each other, the air seemed to solidify.
"Martial Saint Warrior?"
The leader of Wuliang Holy Land looked at Duanshui and said in a deep voice.
In fact, what he said was more to tell the other three companions, telling them that the enemy in front of them should not be underestimated.
"Buy me some time."
After Duanshui finished speaking, he disappeared like a ghost. When everyone came back to their senses, they discovered that he had penetrated the short and thin man's throat with his sword.
The other party looked at him with an unwilling look on his face. He had known that he should have sneaked into the soil just now to be safe.
No one expected that Duan Shui, as a Martial Saint warrior, would make a sneak attack, and his opponent was a Martial Emperor warrior.
