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Chapter 336 Shen Xiaohu Shen Jiaoshi
A young man from an aristocratic family was killed at the very beginning of the pacification meeting!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

Lan Gongliang, a martial artist in the Sky-roaming Realm hanging high in the sky, looked at Shen Qing running wildly in the distance and escaping into the hills, with a strange look on his face.

You must know that throughout the years, these children from noble families were surrounded by talented people and masters.

Ordinary low-level martial artists simply cannot be compared with them.

It is unprecedented that such casualties among the sons of noble families occurred just as this kind of pacification meeting began.

After all, the cultivation level of Lingxu Realm is already considered impressive in the Great Zhou Kingdom and is among the best.

It would be extremely difficult for a low-level martial artist to cultivate to this level without the help of resources from the imperial court.

Not to mention, the other person looks so young.

There was a gleam of light in Lan Gongliang's eyes. He stared at the direction where Shen Qing left, appearing to be thinking about something.

In the hills, as if feeling a sharp gaze from behind, Shen Qing turned around and met the gaze of Lan Gongliang, a martial artist in the Sky-Wandering Realm, who was floating in the sky.

puff!
Shen Qing felt a stabbing pain like a needle prick in his head, which made him dazed for a moment.

If it weren't for his powerful spiritual sense, he might have fallen headfirst.

The Sky Travel Realm is so powerful.

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

……

In Danzhou, inside a scripture hall in a mansion.

Green smoke rises from the incense burner and lingers between the carved beams and painted buildings.

It blends with the sound of chanting faintly coming from the depths of the scripture hall.

The sound of chanting was uniform and loud, spreading far away from the sky above the mansion.

At this time, the door of the mansion opened gently, and a man dressed as a believer hurried 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 cushions, all with their eyes closed, concentrating and immersed in cultivation.

Waves of powerful faith flowed through the air.

In the very center of the scripture hall, a young man wearing a Taoist hat and a dark blue Taoist robe was sitting upright on an ancient cushion.

He gently held a glowing volume of "Huang Tian Dao Jing" in his hands, his eyes sometimes closed in contemplation, and sometimes opened, revealing an extraordinary temperament.

The member of the church, who was wearing coarse linen clothes, took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, stepped forward a few steps, and whispered, "Emissary Shen."

The young man nodded slightly, signaling for him to wait a moment. He continued to immerse himself in the world of scriptures until the waves in his heart gradually subsided. He slowly put down the scriptures and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to see me? There are many affairs in the church on weekdays. If it is not urgent, you can discuss it with other yellow angels."

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

This person was none other than Shen Xiaohu, who had joined the Huangtian Sect by accident in the past.

After several years of hard work, he was quietly 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 church members looked at the many believers in front of Shen Xiaohu with hesitant expressions.

Seeing this, Shen Xiaohu waved his hand, and a yellow light shot out from his sleeve.

It was a talisman engraved with runes.

Shen Xiaohu was seen making a hand gesture with one hand, and the yellow talisman spun in the air, emitting yellow light, covering him and the Huangtian Sect believer.

The sound of recitation in the scripture hall suddenly stopped.

"This is a Silence Note that I specially made. It can block out the sounds inside and outside. Any words spoken inside will not be heard. You can speak now."

"Yes." The member crossed his hands and performed the Huangtian Sect's unique greeting, and continued, "Master Shen, I just received an urgent message from Commander Qu. The Emperor of the Ji family has ordered the start of the Rebellion-Suppression Conference, and the army is approaching Danzhou, intending to capture this place in one fell swoop. Commander Qu specifically instructed in the letter that Master Shen 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 of vital importance to our Huangtian Sect."

Shen Xiaohu was surprised and asked, "How could a spiritual inspiration come here?"

"That's what Marshal Qu said, but he wasn't sure either. He just said it was very likely, so he only asked you to hold on for a month."

Shen Xiaohu fell into deep thought.

In the past few years, the Huangtian Sect was very successful in its initial efforts to seize the Lingji Land, but gradually the Imperial Astronomical Observatory and the Department of Mountains and Seas of the Great Zhou Dynasty also set their sights on the Lingji Land.

When they wanted to collect spiritual essence, in addition to fighting against demons, they also had to be wary of people from the Zhou court.

If some inspiration were to come here, the Imperial Observatory and the Department of Mountains and Seas of the Great Zhou would certainly not remain indifferent.

If you think in this way, there is a possibility that the place of inspiration will appear, but the possibility is probably not very high.

"Did Commander Qu have anything else to say?"

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

There were small yellow flags inserted on the compass, and rays of light were constantly flashing from them, making it shine brightly.

"Marshal Qu also gave me a powerful killing formation, which is said to be enough to refine tens of thousands of martial artists. If you are unable to resist the martial artists of the Great Zhou, you can use this formation to refine them."

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

They even sent a large killing array.

That’s great, this saves him a lot of trouble.

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

"But with the killing formation, everything will be different. Combined with the flying talisman weapon mines I made, it will be enough to defend Danzhou for a while."

"Hold on for a month first, and if that doesn't work, then abandon the city and retreat."

After figuring out what was going on in his mind, Shen Xiaohu ordered, "Pass the order down. Following Commander Qu's order, all the members of the sect and the Yellow Angels of Danzhou should prepare immediately and strengthen their vigilance. At the same time, summon the elite of the sect to prepare to meet the enemy and set up a killing array in Yongzhou City."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

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

Seeing the Huangtian Sect members retreating, he made a move with one hand.

The talisman that was floating in the void and glowing brightly started to turn and was collected back in his hand.

The silent barrier he set up slowly dissipated.

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

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

(End of this chapter)