The mist in the mountains drifts away, and the spiritual stream flows in the valley.

This is a small sect named Xieyue Valley located in Yanzhou in the west, with its original mountain gate landscape.

But after experiencing the attack of the demon clan, the secondary landform has completely changed.

The spiritual fields in the valley, which were originally planted withered by war, have completely withered. The spiritual stream in the distance is no longer clear spring water, but bright red blood with a fishy smell. The sect buildings surrounded by the formation are also affected by the battle and turned into broken eaves and walls.

The sect that was originally prosperous has now become a thing of the past.

In the Shaky Moon Valley, there is a place to rest.

After a series of battles, the buildings that could have lived in have almost been destroyed. This temporarily opened resting place also seems extremely simple. It is made up of a few bricks, stones and wood with magic power, which looks a little bit painful.

Ye Rong, the head of the Xieyue Valley, was wearing a broken magic robe, and listened to the slightly happy words of the disciples in front of him with a weak breath.

"Sect Master, the group of monsters with human-body monster heads have retreated. Let's hold on, and the inheritance of the Xieyue Valley has been saved!"

When the disciple in front of him was so excited that he lost his attitude, the head teacher Ye Rong, who had originally looked serious, habitually wanted to raise his left arm to scold him, but suddenly felt empty in his sleeves.

Ye Rong turned his head slightly, looking at the empty robe with his left arm broken sleeves, a feeling of depression in his heart blocked his chest.

A while ago, the world changed drastically, and Ye Rong thought it was a God-given opportunity. At that time, he was full of confidence and felt that the time had come to lead the Eclipse Valley to glory. Unfortunately, before he could open the mountain gate and recruit disciples from all directions, he first welcomed the fierce attacks of the demon clan one after another.

As a human cultivation sect, Xieyue Valley naturally could not leave the ordinary people in the town, so it has been persistent until today. Although more than half of the disciples of the sect were injured or killed, they still kept it.

Thinking of this, Ye Rong looked at the two young men resting beside him.

In the stone house made of stones where Ye Rong was in, two people were sitting on the ground next to him, absorbing spiritual energy and restoring magic power.

One is a monk, looking young, wearing a simple monk's robe. After several previous battles, the damage on the monk's robe has become much worse, and it has been a few years.

The golden pattern was exposed from the monk's palms. Just by the strong magic power, it can be seen that this person already has the magic of golden elixir and is indeed extraordinary at this age.

The remaining man was wearing brocade clothes. Although he was young, his temperament could not be blocked even by his broken clothes. Ye Rong looked at him and felt that this person's future achievements would definitely be brilliant.

Such a talented person cannot be cultivated by ordinary forces.

Ye Rong pondered for a moment in his heart, slowly walked forward, bowed to the two of them and thanked him:

"This time, my Xieyue Valley was able to maintain the sect's residence, all thanks to the timely assistance of the two fellow Taoists!"

"In Xia Ye Rong, on behalf of all the disciples of our entire sect and the common people around Wuyang County, I thanked the two fellow Taoists!"

Hearing Ye Rong's words, the two men who were meditating and regulating breathing and recovering their magic power also immediately became motionless.

The monk stood up first and returned the gift, clasped his palms to Ye Rong and said:

"There is no need to be too polite to the Master Ye. The little monk Yuanzhen is from Prajna Temple. This time he was ordered by his master to go out to the sect and walk to Yanzhou with his brothers. He was originally intended to help various places avoid disasters. This is the job of the little monk."

After seeing the monk next to him speak, the young man with extraordinary temperament sitting next to him also stood up.

"In the morning of Qin Ziye, from Taiyi Mountain, the master Taihua real man Lu Yao, traveling around the world, came to Wuyang County by chance. He happened to meet these monsters attacking the Xieyue Valley. It is also worth it to come to help Yi and Er. Master Ye is too polite."

After Qin Ziye stood up on the floor, he clapped his hands, avoided Ye Rong's etiquette, and replied with a faint smile on his face.

Hearing Qin Ziye and Yuanzhen's answer, Ye Rong's face did not show a look of surprise, but instead showed a sense of silence.

Although these two people only have the cultivation of golden elixirs, they fight one more fiercely than the other. Yuanzhen, who claims to be from Prajna Temple, can beat the demon group composed of thousands of monsters to a nearly extinction with a Xiaoyao stick. Qin Ziye of Taiyi Sect next to them is not even a slight difference. A long sword stirs up the wind and clouds, and uses the Golden Pill Realm to suppress the magical appearance of the demon clan to fight. Not only does it not fail, but it also gains the upper hand.

Among the monsters that attacked the Xiyue Valley this time, there were two great monsters that were equivalent to the fourth-level Dharma Image Realm of the human race. There was only Ye Rong, the great Dharma Image Master in the Xiyue Valley. If these two people were not helped, Xiyue Valley would definitely not be able to escape.

But who knew that Yuanzhen and Qin Ziye suddenly appeared and immediately brought back the situation of the human race that had already shown decline.

"It should be like this, it should be like this..."

Ye Rong muttered and continued:

"It turns out that the two are actually disciples of Prajna Temple and Taiyi Mountain. It's not surprising that they have such cultivation."

Ye Rong nodded while also glanced at Qin Ziye who was smiling beside him, and his eyes couldn't help but show envy.

How could he not know Lu Yao’s name?

Those who seek immortality and Taoism in the world may not know the names of the heads of the six major sects, but they will definitely know the real names of the two immortals in Luofu Realm!

Zixiao Pei Xuanwei, Taiyi Mountain Road is far away!

This is a name that is well-known in all parts of Luofu and even the whole world!

The young man in front of him turned out to be a disciple of the immortal in heaven. So it is understandable to have such cultivation.

The immortal's disciples naturally have to be different from the mortal realm. The magical powers alone are probably more than the method of governing the sect in the Xieyue Valley.

Thinking of this, Ye Rong looked gloomy.

I lost an arm, and even if I had the chance to take it back later, I was still the best time.

Even if you are lucky enough to have great opportunities to achieve the soul and physical body is lacking, there will be no hope of immortality in this life.

"Haha, since you know the identities of the two, Ye will not continue to disturb the two high disciples of the Shangzong to rest."

"If anything happens, fellow Daoist Qin and Zen Master Yuan just give instructions to the disciples outside."

"Ye also needs to deal with matters in various parts of the sect, so he will take his leave first."

Those who can practice to the Dharma Realm, even if their qualifications are not top-notch, will definitely be those who can take it and let it go.

Ye Rong was just envious for a moment, and then came to his senses. Thinking of the current situation of the sect, a few traces of pain appeared in his eyes.

After hundreds of years of accumulation, Xiyue Valley has just seen the sign of prosperity, but she did not expect to suffer such a blow. If you want to completely erase the pain from then on, you will probably have to continue recuperating for hundreds of years before you can recover.

After saying goodbye to Qin Ziye and Yuanzhen, Ye Rong slowly withdrew from the stone house.

After leaving the house, the one-armed sect of the Shaking Moon Valley turned around and looked at the two young figures inside.

"I don't know when I will be able to have such a genius born in the Shallow Valley!"

Ye Rong sighed and stopped thinking about these daydreams. His steps began to become fast, and he was ready to deal with some matters after the sect's war.
Chapter completed!