New and dark light years

Chapter 257 The army marches out, the traveler retreats!

In the mountains and forests west of the city.

Han Qing sat inside a hollow in a large tree. It was a very secluded spot, with a thick clump of grass growing at the entrance, which perfectly concealed the hollow.

His discovery of this place was actually an accident.

Han Qing tried to keep her breathing light, even her heartbeat became slow and weak, without making a sound.

This is the Turtle Breathing Technique.

Many people think that the Turtle Breathing Technique is a form of feigning death, but it is not. The Turtle Breathing Technique is actually a technique for restoring physical strength.

The art of feigning death is the art of feigning death.

The art of feigning death is harmful to the body, while the art of tortoise breathing is not.

In addition, Han Qing's whole body was covered in a layer of mud, which was very uncomfortable, but it could minimize his body odor.

At this time, all of Han Qing's bones had cracks to varying degrees.

He still feels his whole body trembling when he thinks about what happened yesterday.

It was both terror and fear.

What he saw yesterday... a giant centipede, unbelievably large, so large that he felt it was a long worm about to transform into a dragon.

If there is a dragon, then it's only natural that there are gods and immortals, right?

Therefore, cultivating immortality... is not a fantasy.

He was seriously injured because yesterday, after the giant centipede revealed itself, it lashed out at them with its tail.

When the insect shell, tens of meters long and reflecting a metallic luster, crashed down from the sky, everyone present was stunned.

In that strange complex of buildings, a large number of soldiers were smashed into mincemeat, and many martial arts practitioners were also caught up in it.

The tail whip was aimed at Han Qing. He barely managed to dodge it thanks to his profound skills, but the shockwave from the huge tail hitting the ground still reached him.

He once thought he was very strong. As a young genius who had achieved success, he had hardly encountered any rivals.

Few people his age could beat him, and even the older generation was unwilling to spar with a child.

Therefore, he was very confident.

But after being shaken by that shockwave, he realized that human power was simply no match for divine or celestial power.

It's like the difference between an ant and a giant elephant.

I want to cultivate immortality!

This was the thought that popped into Han Qing's head at that moment.

It was so intense that he felt anyone who dared to stop him from cultivating immortality was his enemy.

Whether it's relatives and friends, or teachers and elders.

Footsteps passed by every now and then, accompanied by cursing and swearing.

But they couldn't find him and left quickly.

Han Qing felt very safe, then closed his eyes and activated the Turtle Breathing Technique to its maximum to recover his strength as quickly as possible.

Under the Turtle Breathing Technique, his senses would decrease to some extent, and he didn't notice that after he closed his eyes, a small purple paper figure peeked out from the grass, stared at him for a moment, and then sneakily put it back.

……

Lu Ying grabbed Li Lin's hand and kept running outside.

It must be said that Lu Ying's lightness technique was quite good; she could run incredibly fast.

At this point, Li Lin discovered that Lu Ying was actually very unbalanced in her studies.

She was good at lightness techniques and paper-crafting, and could even cast lightning spells, but her martial arts skills were lacking.

His swordplay was inferior to Hongluan's Fufeng Sword Technique, which she had practiced for about three months.

The two arrived outside the city and disappeared into the woods.

Lu Ying naturally let go of Li Lin's hand, looked at the similar scenery all around, and asked, "Which way should we go next?"

"This way."

This time it was Li Lin's turn to lead the way.

The two ran through the trees for a while, then stopped.

It wasn't that they had found An Xin, but rather that they were being blocked. Six Taoist priests stood in front of them.

Upon seeing the Taoist priest, Li Lin's first thought was of the Immortal Slaughtering Society, but then Lu Ying clasped her hands and asked, "Could you be a senior from the True Martial Sect?"

The six Taoist priests were all middle-aged, each with a handsome long beard. One of them flicked his whisk and asked, "What sect or school do you two belong to?"

Lu Ying took the initiative to say, "I am Lu Ying, the junior sister of Tianyi Sect."

Li Lin remained silent, assuming that he was also a member of the Tianyi Sect.

"Oh, so it's the Tianyi Sect from the Southern Frontier." The Taoist's tone was indifferent, yet tinged with disdain.

Lu Ying said, "This junior wishes to join my senior brother, and I ask that you Taoists not prevent me from doing so."

"So what if we stop you?" another Taoist said. "Your Tianyi Sect came here only for the sake of immortal treasures. If your Tianyi Sect can take them, why can't our Zhenwu Sect take them?"

Lu Ying said sweetly, "Our Tianyi Sect has no intention of robbing rare treasures."

"Who are you trying to fool!" the Taoist priest sneered, his face already showing some impatience.

Lu Ying felt a headache coming on. She wanted to say something, but Li Lin grabbed her hand and shook his head.

The two left the woods.

"What should we do?" Lu Ying asked. "Those Taoist priests are blocking the way, clearly not wanting anyone else to go in. It seems we can't beat them, and we probably can't get around them either."

It must be said that the Zhenwu Sect, as a prestigious and righteous sect, at least has some sense of dignity.

Although they prevented others from entering the woods, they did not actually kill anyone.

Li Lin pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "I'll send the paper doll army over, but it will take some time. I hope Brother An can hold out."

The army of paper figures he had prepared for several days was now ready to be put to use.

Then, he used his mind to control the direction towards the paper mill's warehouse and gave instructions to the little paper figures inside.

In the warehouse compartment of the paper mill.

Four little paper figures sat in a row on a counter.

Suddenly, their entire bodies turned purple, and then they opened their big eyes.

The four little ones jumped down from the counter, worked together to open a small cabinet door, and one of them took out a purple talisman and dragged it into an iron basin.

There was a tinderbox in the iron basin. When the other three people worked together to lift it up, faint sparks appeared from the tinderbox.

Soon, the tinderbox ignited the talisman paper.

The talisman burned very slowly, producing a large amount of pale purple smoke that filled the entire compartment before seeping outwards.

The paper mill owner and several employees were working.

At this point, they had just sold out almost all the paper in the shop.

Just then, one of the workers saw smoke coming from the direction of the warehouse and immediately shouted, "Oh no, the warehouse is on fire!"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper turned around and panicked, immediately shouting, "What are you all standing there for? Go put out the fire!"

He immediately took the lead, carrying a bucket, drew water from the well, and rushed towards the warehouse.

The other guys also filled basins or other containers with water and ran in that direction.

But when they arrived at the warehouse door, they were surprised to find that the door had been opened from the inside.

Then... rows of armored soldiers walked out from inside.

Mixed with pale purple smoke, it looked... extremely eerie and bizarre.

"This, this... why is there someone in the warehouse?" a young shop assistant shouted in fright.

His mouth was immediately covered by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was nearing old age, but he was experienced and had been at the forefront, close to the paper figures. He could tell at a glance that these soldiers were not human!

The shopkeeper was terrified; his whole body was trembling.

He was afraid that his staff would disturb these "strange" things and get into trouble.

At this moment, the leading soldier shouted.

"When the army marches out, travelers must retreat!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly by people within a hundred feet.

(End of this chapter)