Zhao Lie's face was serious.

"Everyone, I believe you have heard what Uncle Master said. There is still one day left to go back to deal with the matter at hand. Tomorrow, we will gather here and pay the Great Wall of Jinbei together."

"Abide by the orders of the head!"

After leaving the Shangqing Hall, Jiu Uncle pulled Xu Junming and the two flew towards Mu Wuju. Xun Changying quickly followed behind.

After nodding to the two, he flew straight to Mu Wuju, obviously saying goodbye to his apprentice aunt.

"Dad, Master!"

Lin Zhengying, who had just celebrated her fifth birthday, trotted over.

"Where is your mother?"

Uncle Jiu picked up his son.

"Mom and Master Xun are talking inside." The little guy pouted, and his little face said dissatisfied, "Mom won't let me listen."

Listening to the faint sobs from inside, Xu Junming said.

"Master, go to my place!"

Uncle Jiu nodded.

This time, the destruction of the Dragon Emperor is definitely the most tragic battle since the beginning of the Thousand Three Great Tribulations. Whether or not it can survive is unknown. Some things must be explained clearly in advance.

Obviously, Xun Changying was explaining the funeral to his apprentice.

Come to Xu Junming's own "Chongshan Residence".

Uncle Jiu held his son, and Xu Junming sat next to him.

The two looked at the lush pomegranate trees in the yard, and they both knew each other's personalities.

I didn't talk about the great disaster anymore, and I wouldn't persuade the other party to change his mind.

After a long time, Uncle Jiu sighed.

"I remember when I first met you, I was in Jiuquan Town. Now so many years have passed."

"I was my uncle who personally protected me to enter the Tao." Xu Junming nodded and said.

"When you entered the Tao, you absorbed so much spiritual energy. The person you changed would have been profusely profusely, but you were only able to pass by it safely. From then on, you showed extraordinaryness. Now it is normal to have a high level of cultivation."

He paused and looked at the side face of his nephew.

"Do you still want to tell your master?"

"No. Let's tell me when the catastrophe is over."

Xu Junming smiled faintly and said confidently.

"Master, don't worry about me."

Even if he unfortunately died in the great disaster, Ren Wuji still has the retreat.

Uncle Jiu nodded.

"Master believes in you!"

Judging from his expression, he just said so comfortably.

Xu Junming didn't say much, it was not that he didn't believe in Uncle Jiu, and that the trump card of saving his life was, the fewer people knew, the better.

The two chatted for a long time, and most of them were interesting things they had with each other in the past.

I had dumplings at Uncle Jiu’s house in the evening.

The next day, Shangqing Hall.

In addition to the six monks who were preparing to set out, there were also forty-seven innate monks.

There is no need to say much about seeing the true realm.

In the innate stage, there are mostly monks of the "Zun" and "Ke" who have no hope of breaking through the true realm. If they make contributions and are reborn in the future, the sect will guide them to re-enter and start again.

Not many young and strong disciples participated in the war.

Except for Liu Changqing and Qiao Feixue, most of the disciples who are strong and capable of protecting themselves, were kept.

Young disciples are the foundation of Maoshan. Once the death and injury are too serious and the situation of being inconsistent with the yellow and yellow will endanger the Maoshan inheritance.

"Report to the head, all the disciples who participated in the war have arrived!"

A white-haired and innate and perfect disciple came over and said.

Zhao Lie nodded.

"Junior Sister Zheng, Nephew Lin, I'll leave Maoshan to you!"

Zheng Qiong and Uncle Jiu nodded solemnly.

"Please rest assured that we will guard Luofu Mountain to the death."

After smiling and nodding, Zhao Lie's eyes turned.

"Everyone, let's take some of our disciples to set off."

After saying that, he waved the green jade stick in his hand, pinched the eight disciples, soared up and flew towards the north.

Qiao Mulong, Xu Junming, Wu Yuanzhi and others each grabbed some of their disciples and chased after them.

In a blink of an eye, the Shangqing Hall, which was previously bustling, became empty and silent in an instant.

"Nephew Lin, you and I stayed in Shangqing Hall during this period, right?"

Uncle Jiu nodded.

Shangqing Hall is the foundation of Maoshan’s “Five Elements Formation”. If you encounter foreign invasion, you must use the formation here as soon as possible to protect the sect.
Chapter completed!