Chapter Eighty-Three: Elm Wood Brain

  Xiaoshi and Kengqiang stood side by side, palms together, reciting scriptures in a low voice. Beside them, the body of their second brother, Lingdang, lay on the ground.

  After the super-degree, Huan Xi wiped away the tears on his face, let out a sigh of relief, and muttered: "Second Master has already gone to the extreme bliss, no need to worry about it." After finishing speaking, the small face restored that happy expression, raised the small head and asked Xiang Gang and Shang beside him: "Fourth Master, Qu Qing Shi and Liu Yi's case caused a big mess in the world. At this critical moment, Master wants us to catch people, what is the use of this person?"

  Kang and Shang Ren were as their name suggested, although old but with a fierce expression, like a ferocious Vajra, shaking his head: "I only know that this person is extremely important, what specific use he has, the master never said, we naturally dare not ask." As he spoke, he also stretched out his big hand and rubbed the top of Xiao He Shang's head twice: "The second and third brothers and the fifth brother all died because of this person, you and I must lift our spirits, catch him back to see the master, otherwise the brothers will have died in vain!"

  Huanxi and the monk stretched out their hands, rubbing their small faces: "This is natural, the second brother changed the method of the formation, Jie Ling Zhen can't hold on for much longer, and unfortunately, everyone in the town will die."

  His face changed colour with a clang, and he said angrily: "The people in the town are pitiful, but my fellow disciples, as well as those who died miserably, are not pitiful?"

  Xiao Huanxi sighed and said: "Nature is also pitiful, but... we came first..."

  Clang, with a loud noise, he was furious, raised his big hand towards the happy little bald head, but in the end, he couldn't bear to hit him, and said with a huff: "You wooden brain!"

  Xiao Huanxi hugged her own wooden head with both hands, looking worried and unhappy, but she refused to shut up. She continued to mutter: "The dead are always pitiful, the enemy is always despicable, but Master won't say clearly how important this person is, what's so important about him, it makes me feel like we're fighting for no reason." As she spoke, she pulled on her senior brother's sleeve and lowered her voice: "Senior brother, what if Master made a mistake? Wouldn't everyone be busy for nothing?"

  "Shut up! Don't dare speak again!"

  It's not just the people from the Astronomical Observatory, but also Liang Xin and a group of Qingyi who are equally puzzled. No one knows what secrets Cheng Bulan has grasped, but this battle must continue until there is a clear winner!

  On the top of Jie Ling Town, all the green-clad men had stern expressions, and Liang Xin and Zhao Qing also stood shoulder to shoulder, narrowing their eyes to stare intently at the massive boulder that blocked the main road into town... At this moment, the small mountain-like pile of boulders was trembling slightly, continuously emitting a strange creaking sound that made one's teeth ache.

  They couldn't see the situation outside, on the other side of the giant stone, more and more straw men, Tengjia soldiers, were pressing their grass-wrapped palms against the giant stone. They were bodies made of grass and wood, unafraid of intense poison. A green glow flashed by, countless tiny seeds drilled into the stone crevices from the Tengjia soldiers' hands, taking root and sprouting. The seemingly weak shoots grew vigorously, the cold, hard giant stone was visibly torn open with eerie cracks...

  Among the giant rocks, a faint green color gradually emerged. Zhao Qing flipped his hand and tied down the short horn hanging from his waist, puffed out his cheeks and blew the horn loudly. The men in green clothes who were hiding all around heard the horn and were momentarily stunned, then their faces turned gloomy and ruthless, also taking out horns from their bodies and blowing them loudly.

  For a moment, the horn's sound of mighty and majestic killing intent echoed throughout the entire town of Lingyin!

  Zhao Qing had already guessed what was about to invade the town. Just yesterday, he had just barely fought off Teng Jiao Bing.

  In the midst of the horn's reverberation, a massive stone heap suddenly burst forth with an earth-shattering roar, and then came crashing down. As far as the eye could see, countless turtle-shell warriors leapt about like flying insects, resembling a dense green torrent that surged into the small town.

  With a crisp crackle, Zhao Qing crushed the short horn in his hand and let out a stern yell: "Launch!"

  Under the command, the small town of Jie Ling, which had been motionless in the face of repeated attacks, suddenly became ferocious. The strange man Li Jiao's ten-year deployment of all restrictions was triggered in an instant as the Tengjia soldiers rushed in.

  The flat road suddenly turned into a huge seesaw, with dozens of feet of road surface suddenly flipping over, sending gravel and dust flying everywhere, and slapping large numbers of Tengjiao soldiers into the grass.

  Tens of thousands of rats squeaked and rushed out from underground, these beasts not only were not afraid of the enemy but instead charged towards the samurai armor, wave after wave, and countless straw men were destroyed.

  A large dye vat suddenly rolled out from somewhere, as if pushed by an invisible hand, and with great difficulty and clumsiness, it rolled to the vicinity of the Tongjia soldiers, immediately bursting into a deafening explosion, with a miserable green flame soaring into the sky; even if only a spark was stained on him, the whole person would turn into dry ash in the blink of an eye.

  There were countless loud noises, thunder and lightning, nails piercing the ground... The small town seemed to have transformed into a ferocious beast that had been trapped for thousands of years and finally broke free from its shackles, crazily devouring every intruder!

  The fourth disciple of the national teacher, Keng Qiang and Shang floated in mid-air, looking at the small town not far away. His old face was full of shock, and he muttered to himself: "Second brother said it's true..." If Hai Tang were still here, with his five-step cultivation, maybe he could still make a breakthrough in this mortal purgatory.

  As for other national masters' disciples, once they enter Ling Dian Town, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

  Large numbers of straw soldiers fell, but the national teacher's formation was driven to produce a hundred miles around, with endless new straw men being manufactured and thrown into battle without hesitation. The various prohibitions in the town had gradually exhausted their strength.

  These Tengu warriors were all born from magic and are not afraid of ordinary mortal flames. To kill them, one must cut off that head with no eyes, nose or mouth!

  More and more Teng Jia soldiers poured into the town, as the ban gradually lost its power, and the green-clothed men had already begun to take out their enemies. Zhao Qing turned his head, gave Liang Xin a difficult smile: "Can't hold on, prepare to break through!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and cut a Teng Jia soldier who was about to climb onto the roof into two pieces.

  Liang Xin didn't waste any words and stuck close behind Zhao Qing, rushing towards the Escort Agency in a series of leaps.

  Teng Jia Bing had no mouth, would not shout or scream; the Qing Yi guards turned back into ferocious wolves when fighting for their lives, opening their mouths to breathe and closing them to kill! In the small town, silent slaughter was performed everywhere, often with flashing knives rolling around, attacking a group of Teng Jia Bing, and also having a small team of Qing Yi surrounded by enemies, dying in a flash amidst flying blood...

  When they returned to the security agency, everyone was ready. Mochi and Cucumber were waving their knives in the wind. Cheng Nalan had lost his previous arrogant look, and his eyes were filled with fear as he clung to Xiong Dawei's back.

  Outside, the Teng Jia Bing has begun to attack the agency, fortunately, it hasn't formed a large scale yet, just small groups of three to five rushing in, and the Qing Yi can still handle them.

  As soon as Zhao Qing returned to the escort agency, he shouted loudly and issued a series of orders. The green-clad subordinates immediately sprang into action, amidst the clanging of machinery, iron gates rose up one after another, surrounding the entire escort agency with copper walls and iron fortifications. At the same time, bugles sounded, sending signals to companions outside, indicating that a breakthrough was imminent and everyone should hurry over to gather together.

  Immediately, the green-clad men in the bailiff's office quickly manipulated the mechanisms, and the ground in the courtyard collapsed piece by piece, revealing more than a dozen cave entrances. These secret passages were connected to the hiding places of the green-clad men outside. Zhao Qing gave a low order: "Light the incense! Half a stick of incense later, no matter how many brothers return, we will all break out!"

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  Hehe, starting from tomorrow, I'll resume updating twice a day at noon and evening... no more drafts...