Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 675 Critical Moment
Li Chengxi's philosophy for training Yang Yiyi has always been "keep her alive first, then talk about future development."

In other words, killing a kid with one punch is more important than learning magical skills in the future.

With this concept in mind, the bone and muscle attributes that can quickly improve direct combat power have always been the focus. Moreover, a piece of Sky-supporting Stone was recently used to increase the bone and muscle, and it rode towards the direction of the mud truck...

Let's not talk about this for now. After dealing with these members of the Sirius Cult, everyone realized that this place was no longer safe. The Sirius Cult found that the patrolmen had not returned, and it was only a matter of time before they were discovered, so they should evacuate quickly.

Including Ning Xianer, there were more than twenty people locked up in total. Most of them had difficulty walking, and Ning Xianer could only be carried on Yang Yiyi's back. In such an unfavorable situation, everyone was mentally prepared to fight their way out.

However, things in the world are so unpredictable. Everyone helped this group of people who had difficulty walking out, and they didn't attract any attention. They only encountered a patrol team composed of a few local people from Baofeng Village on the way. Because they hid in time, they were not discovered and walked back to the secret passage they came in through easily.

Since being carried by Yang Yiyi, Ning Xianer's condition had improved a lot. At least she could walk by herself. She sent this group of people into the secret passage and told them that there were people picking them up at the other end.

"This place is extremely dangerous. Not only are there experts from the Heavenly Wolf Sect, but there are also witches from Southern Border. Yiyi, you must be extra careful and don't go in recklessly."

"Don't worry, Sister Ning, we'll come back after checking the situation."

Yang Yiyi patted her chest and made the assurance, but it was really not credible.

Anyone who knows Yang Yiyi a little knows that when this girl gets reckless, even eight oxen can't pull her back.

Ning Xian'er was still a little worried, but there was nothing she could do. If she followed them, she would be a burden. She had to give a few more instructions before following the others into the secret passage.

After confirming Ning Xianer's safety, Yang Yiyi's purpose of this trip has actually been achieved, but Yang Yiyi will not turn around and run now.

The Western Regions are busy trying to sow discord between Southern Xinjiang and the Central Plains. If they succeed, the two sides will go to war, and at that time, there will be chaos and fighting everywhere. With such a big event ahead, how can Yang Yiyi retreat?
What is the most important thing about martial arts?
It's chivalry, not martial arts.

Yang Yiyi, who is determined to become a hero, will of course not leave.

After sending Ning Xian'er and the others into the secret passage, everyone came out of the warehouse again. They had not yet found the ceremony that Ran Xiaoyi mentioned, so they could not leave yet.

And the people who lost news were not only Ning Xianer and her friends, but also fellow martial artists from other sects.

According to the disciples of Tianjue Palace, they were detained separately after being arrested, and they didn't know what happened to the others, so they had to at least find that group of people before they could leave.

Since entering Baofeng Village, everyone split into two groups. Ran Xiaoyi was on the other group. I don't know what's going on over there.

When everyone was considering whether to go and meet up with another group of people, the ground began to shake slightly.

"earthquake?"

Yang Yiyi quickly held onto the wall next to her:
"I hope it won't be another crab."

"Just say something good."

Rather than an earthquake, this vibration was more like something moving deep underground, and the amplitude was quite regular.

Then everyone saw that in the direction of the big tree, a brilliant red fire lit up, almost illuminating half of Baofeng Village.

Moreover, under the light of the burning fire, everyone could clearly see that the huge tree behind Baofeng Village, with its cloud-like crown, seemed to be descending.

It was not very obvious at first, but with the vibration, the treetops soon dropped to a height high enough to completely cover the entire Baofeng Village, completely blocking the moonlight. The rustling sound of the leaves was like raging waves, making people's ears slightly itchy.

The treetops dropped, and it looked like the sky was falling. Amid the shock and fear of the crowd, the shaking slowly stopped.

Everyone looked at each other in silence, not knowing what had happened. But the only thing they could be sure of was the direction of the fire, which must be the direction where the ceremony was being held in Baofeng Village.

When the shaking stopped, a group of people jumped onto the roof and leaped towards the direction of the fire.

Li Chengxi, who was watching all this on the other side of the screen, didn't really want Yang Yiyi to go over. This scene didn't look like something a martial artist could deal with, and even if a fairy hero came, it might not be able to help.

The crowd followed the firelight all the way into Baofeng Village. Soon, they stopped on the roof of a two-story bamboo building and lay down one after another.

In front of everyone, one can see a very wide square paved with bluestone slabs. At the back of the square is the huge tree.

Not far from the big tree, a huge bonfire was burning. A dozen or twenty people could be seen surrounding the bonfire, seemingly dancing some kind of dance.

On both sides of the square, next to the big tree, are hillsides with almost no signs of repair. A large group of southern Xinjiang people, regardless of gender, age or status, are standing on the hillside, waving their hands and dancing in the direction of the bonfire. At first glance, it looks like they are simply jumping left and right. Rather than a dance, it is more like some kind of cult ritual, a very primitive type of dance.

No wonder I didn't see anyone in the bamboo house along the way. It turns out they were all gathered here to perform a ritual.

In the center of the square, there were at least a hundred members of the Sirius Cult lined up in an orderly manner, with their backs to the bonfire, as if on guard to prevent anyone from interrupting the ceremony.

"This way... up there."

Qin Yan waved to the people below, and the other team that had been divided into two groups quickly climbed to the roof of the bamboo building.

Ran Xiaoyi, who was brought up, lay on the roof and looked at the situation in the square, and immediately said:
"We are late, the ceremony has already begun."

The best case scenario is that before the ceremony begins, everyone sneaks in and steals or destroys the items necessary for the ceremony, making it impossible for the ceremony to continue, and then slowly figures out how to do it.

Now it seems that the ceremony has begun, so there is only one way.

"The ceremony must be interrupted."

Ran Xiaoyi bit her lip and said with a heavy heart:

"If my sister were to continue, she would become a great witch. If she had a deal with the Western Regions, she would probably start a war with the Central Plains."

Ran Xiaoyi may have left something unsaid, but what she said now is also true.

The Western Regions represented by the Sirius Cult clearly has a connection with the Baofeng Village. Under such circumstances, preventing them from uniting is what the people of the Central Plains should be most concerned about.

Everyone exchanged glances and was a little hesitant.

After all, there were only 20 people on their side, while the Tianlang Cult alone had hundreds of followers, including some experts. Moreover, almost all the members of Baofeng Village were there. In this situation, they would just charge headfirst...

It's quite self-destructive.

But leaving it alone is definitely not the right thing to do. If a war is really provoked between the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang, it will not just be a matter of a few deaths.

In the end, it was Brother Jin from the Sixteenth Village who made the final decision:

"Send a signal. We must not let them succeed."

(End of this chapter)