Chapter 336 Shen Xiaohu, the Teacher of Shen

A noble family lost a child at the very beginning of the pacification meeting!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely not believe it.

Lan Gongliang, a martial artist in the Sky Wandering Realm, who was hanging high in the sky, looked at Shen Qing, who was running wildly in the distance and escaping into the hills, and his face showed a bit of strangeness.

You must know that in the past years, these noble families were surrounded by talents and masters.

Ordinary low-level martial artists can't be compared with them at all.

It is unprecedented that a noble family lost a child at the beginning of such a pacification meeting.

After all, the cultivation level of the Lingxu Realm is already considered great in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and it is at the forefront.

It is even more difficult for low-level martial artists to cultivate to this level without relying on the resources of the court.

Not to mention, the other party looks so young.

Lan Gongliang's eyes showed a gleam of light, staring at the direction where Shen Qing left, looking thoughtful.

In the hills, as if he felt the sharp gaze from behind, Shen Qing looked back and met the eyes of Lan Gongliang, a martial artist in the Sky Wandering Realm, who was floating in the sky.

Puff!

Shen Qing felt a stabbing pain in his mind, which made him dazed for a moment.

If it weren't for his powerful spiritual consciousness, he might have fallen down with his head raised.

The Sky Wandering Realm was so powerful.

Shen Qing retracted his gaze, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and left quickly with Shao Hongling and the other two.

…

In Danzhou, in a mansion's scripture hall.

Green smoke rose from the incense burner and lingered between the carved beams and painted buildings.

It intertwined with the sound of chanting from the depths of the scripture hall.

The chanting sounded neat and loud, spreading far away from the sky above the mansion.

At this time, the door of the mansion opened gently, and a person dressed as a member of the church hurriedly walked in and waited outside the scripture hall. After waiting for a while, he was allowed to enter.

He looked around and saw believers in the hall sitting cross-legged on the mats, all with their eyes closed, immersed in cultivation.

A wave of powerful faith flowed in the air.

In the center of the scripture hall, a young man wearing a Taoist hat and a dark blue Taoist robe sat on the ancient mat.

He gently held a roll of the "Huangtian Daojing" with a faint glow in his hands, his eyes sometimes closed in contemplation, and sometimes opened, revealing an extraordinary temperament.

The believers in coarse linen took a deep breath, mustered up their courage, stepped forward a few steps, and whispered: "Empress Shen."

The young man nodded slightly, indicating that he should wait for a moment, and he continued to immerse himself in the world of scriptures until the waves in his heart gradually subsided, then he slowly put down the scriptures and said: "Why are you so anxious to see me? There are many affairs in the church on weekdays. If it is not urgent, you can discuss and solve it with other Yellow Angels."

If Shen Qing saw this young man, he would be familiar with him and would be surprised.

This person is none other than Shen Xiaohu, who joined the Huangtian Sect by accident.

After several years of hard work, he has been promoted to the Huangtian Sect's envoy in Danzhou.

Young and promising.

Compared to the immaturity and ignorance in the past.

After several years of experience, he has obviously become much more mature and stable.

The believers looked at the many believers in front of Shen Xiaohu with hesitant expressions.

Seeing this, Shen Xiaohu waved his hand.

A yellow light shot out from his sleeve.

It was a talisman engraved with runes.

Shen Xiaohu pinched out the magic formula with one hand, and the yellow talisman spun in the air, bursting out yellow light, covering him and the Huangtian Sect believer.

The recitation in the scripture hall stopped abruptly.

"This is the mute note I specially made. It can isolate the sounds inside and outside. Any words said inside will not be heard. You can speak now."

"Yes." The believer crossed his hands and performed the Huangtian Sect's unique greeting, and continued: "Master Shen, I just received an urgent message from Qu Shuai. The Emperor of the Ji family has ordered the opening of the Jingluan Conference, and the army is approaching Danzhou, intending to capture this place in one fell swoop. Qu Shuai specifically instructed in the letter that the master must hold on to Danzhou for at least one month, because according to secret reports, there may be a spiritual opportunity here in the near future, which is very important to our Huangtian Sect."

Shen Xiaohu was surprised: "Will there be a spiritual opportunity here?"

"Master Qu Shuai said so, but he was not sure, just said that there was a great possibility, so he only asked the master to hold on for one month."

Shen Xiaohu fell into deep thought.

In the past few years, when the Huangtian Sect first seized the spiritual place, it was very smooth, but gradually the Imperial Observatory and the Mountain and Sea Department of the Great Zhou Dynasty also set their sights on the spiritual place.

When they want to collect spiritual essence, in addition to fighting with demons, they also have to be wary of people from the Zhou Dynasty court.

If there is a spiritual opportunity here, the Imperial Observatory and the Mountain and Sea Department of the Great Zhou will definitely not remain indifferent.

If you think about it this way, there is a possibility that the spiritual place will appear, but the possibility is probably not very high.

"Did Commander Qu say anything else?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Huang Tian's followers took out a compass-like object.

There were yellow flags on the compass, and there were spiritual lights flashing from it, becoming radiant.

"Commander Qu also gave a powerful killing formation, which is said to be enough to refine tens of thousands of martial artists. If you can't resist the martial artists of the Great Zhou, you can use this formation to refine them."

Shen Xiaohu heard this, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He actually sent a killing formation.

Great, this can save him a lot of trouble.

He gently stroked the scripture in his hand, thinking to himself: "The Land of Spiritual Inspiration is illusory, and it is the dream of many martial arts practitioners. If it really appears here, demons will surely swarm. If the Imperial Observatory of the Ji Dynasty and tens of thousands of martial artists of the Jingluan Association are added, I am afraid that I will not be able to defend it at all, not to mention that Xue Zhao is watching covetously."

"But if there is a killing formation, then everything will be different. With the flying talisman weapon mine I made , enough to defend Danzhou for a while. "

"Let's hold on for a month first, and if it doesn't work, we can abandon the city and retreat."

After thinking it over clearly in his mind, Shen Xiaohu ordered: "Pass the order down, follow the order of the commander, all the followers and the Huangtian envoys of Danzhou will immediately prepare and strengthen their vigilance, and at the same time summon the elite of the sect to prepare to meet the enemy and set up a killing formation in Yongzhou City."

"Yes, sir. "

After receiving the order, the servants of the Huangtian Sect hurriedly retreated to carry out Shen Xiaohu's arrangement.

Seeing the followers of the Huangtian Sect retreat, he waved his hand.

The talisman that was floating in the void and blooming with brilliance notified to turn, and was recaptured in his hand.

The silent barrier he set up slowly faded.

Shen Xiaohu looked at the runes that dimmed a little more, sighed helplessly, and seemed a little distressed.

He put away the talisman, hid it in his sleeve, closed his eyes again, and silently recited the scriptures in his heart.

Inside the main hall, as Shen Xiaohu continued to recite, an invisible force of wish slowly gathered above the heads of everyone in the scripture hall.