Chapter 286: The Great Wall of Northern Shanxi

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Great Wall of Northern Shanxi.

The ancient Guancheng has not been repaired for many years and has become dilapidated by wind and sand erosion and scorching sun.

Tough weeds grow from the cracks in the bricks, swaying in the wind under the setting sun.

Suddenly, several streams of light shot from mid-air, breaking the tranquility here.

The light fell, and an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair was revealed.

If Xu Junming were here, he would recognize that this old Taoist is the Louguan Taoist Xuanyu Taoist whom he met once in Changping last time.

Rays of escaping light fell, and soon hundreds of monks in robes gathered around the old Taoist.

Taoist Xuanyu showed two Tai Chi patterns in his pupils. After examining his surroundings for a moment, he nodded.

"Let's camp here!"

Next to him, a Taoist wearing a purple Taoist robe with three long beards on his chin nodded.

"I'll set up the formation!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Zi Yang, have all the factions been notified?"

"Uncle Hui Shi, all the sects of the Buddhist, Daoist and

A young Taoist said respectfully.

Taoist Xuanyu nodded, looking at the evil spirit and blood rising into the sky in the distance, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Master, there is no need to worry. Although the Dragon Emperor's army is tyrannical, the combined power of the entire cultivation world will surely destroy him."

A red-faced Taoist said.

Xuanyu nodded.

"Will Xu Junming, the 'Chongshan Taoist' from Maoshan Nanzong, come?"

As soon as he said this, anyone who experienced the Changping War would instantly think of the Taoist from Maoshan who single-handedly defeated the 450,000 Zhao State ghost army.

"Headmaster Zhao Lie of the Southern Sect of Maoshan did not mention it, but this war is related to the survival of various sects in the spiritual world. I think the 'Master Chongshan' will definitely not be absent."

Taoist Xuanyu nodded.

"If we can have him here, we can increase our chances of winning this war by 10%!"

The red-faced Taoist said unconvinced.

"Master, although this person is strong, our Louguan Dao is not weak either. In the last battle at Changping, even without his intervention, we were still able to suppress Zhao Kuo and his 450,000 Zhao ghost army."

This person's name is 'Taoist Ziyu'. He was in the late Jindan realm. During the last Changping War, he stayed behind in the sect and did not see Xu Junming with his own eyes, so he was not cold towards him.

Taoist Xuanyu smiled and said nothing more.

At this time, there is no need to embolden others and destroy your own prestige.

As long as Xu Junming comes to participate in this battle, it is enough.

Suddenly, the sound of tearing air sounded.

Everyone looked behind them at the same time, and saw five golden streams of light flying towards them in mid-air.

"Master, he is from Chunyang Sect!"

"That guy from Dingyang is indeed a sincere gentleman. He's here so quickly." Old Taoist Xuanyu showed a smile on his face.

After a short time, the stream of light fell to the ground, and hundreds of people wearing yellow robes walked out.

At the front, an old Taoist with white beard and hair, dark face and long beard strode over.

"Fellow Taoist Xuanyu, it's not too late for me to come."

"Haha, we just arrived."

After the two of them slapped each other on the head.

"How is the Dragon Emperor's army doing now?"

Old Taoist Xuanyu looked solemn.

"You haven't attacked yet, you seem to be waiting for someone?"

"The White Lotus Sect has been wiped out by the Shangqing sects. Are there any demon sects left in the practice world?" Taoist Dingyang frowned.

"Don't forget the Japanese and Westerners, they have always wanted to get involved in China."

Taoist Dingyang nodded and looked at the surging blood and killing energy in the north.

"With the pride of Dragon Emperor Ying Zheng, he will use these forces?"

"Don't forget that he is the emperor, and he is used to using any means." Taoist Xuanyu said.

Taoist Dingyang all took a look.

"The people from Maoshan haven't arrived yet?"

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to see if Master Chongshan is here?"

Taoist Dingyang nodded and said: "This person has mastered Maoshan Shen Da Zhenjue, and his strength is no less than that of the Nascent Soul Realm. We must rely on this person to deal with the Dragon Emperor."

"Yes. Maoshan is so lucky to have such a person."

"It is also a blessing to the spiritual world."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other and looked towards the south.

"It seems like someone is here again."

"I wonder if he is from Maoshan?"

After a short time, nine rays of light fell, and more than a hundred people wearing purple robes appeared.

The first one was an old Taoist with a long sword on his back.

"Master Zhang!"

"A person of the Celestial Master's Way!"

"I wonder if that sword is the Heavenly Master Sword!"...

Seeing the person coming, the disciples of Louguan Taoism and Chunyang Sect around him started talking incessantly.

Before the three parties could say hello, another light flew from the sky.

After landing, a group of monks wearing cassocks came out.

As time went on, more and more monks flew in from all directions. Some were sects and some were casual cultivators.

Two hundred, five hundred, one thousand, three thousand!

As more and more monks gathered, a ball of flashing spiritual energy that was hundreds of miles wide emerged in mid-air.

Xu Junming drove the escape light and looked down at the army of monks sitting cross-legged and meditating in the distance, his brows slightly raised.

"There are quite a few people."

"Let's go down!"

The leader, Zhao Lie, said hello, and a group of six people escaped from the light and flew down.

"It seems like someone from Maoshan Nanzong is here!"

"Which one is 'Chongshan Master' Xu Junming?"

"have no idea."……

In the battle of Changping, Xu Junming became famous all over the world.

Almost everyone in the spiritual world knows that Maoshan Nanzong has a strong man who can dominate the world!

Under the attention of countless people, the light fell to the ground, revealing more than fifty disciples of Maoshan.

"Friend Daoist Qiao, long time no see!"

Old Taoist Xuanyu took the lead and walked straight towards Qiao Mulong.

As the senior with the highest level of cultivation and the longest generation in Maoshan, the ‘Drunken Taoist’ Qiao Mulong is famous in the entire spiritual world.

The younger generation doesn't know much about him, but the older generation, such as Taoist Xuanyu, Taoist Dingyang, and Master Zhang, know very well how powerful this ragged old guy is.

Back then, when the Sanshan Talisman sects annihilated the White Lotus Sect, at least half of the demons and monsters died under his thunder hammer.

"You guys are here early!"

After returning the courtesy, Qiao Mulong smiled.

"Amitabha, we are close, so naturally we have to come early."

An old monk in red cassock put his palms together and saluted, then turned his eyes.
To be continued...