Chapter 2828

"Hehe, don't worry about that, senior brother!" Xiao Hua said proudly, "How could I not know?

I've already sent out the message! "

"Oh, who is it?" Xiao Mao asked curiously, "If that person is unreliable, I'll ask the million soul cultivators of Meng Mountain to go!"

"Hehe, of course, it's Jiu Xia!"

Fairy Hong Xia knew Xiao Hua best. She smiled, "My dear Xiao, if you smile, then Jiu Xia will listen to you obediently!"

"Hehe, Hong Xia is right!"

Xiao Hua felt a little guilty, but he still smiled, "But this is not my charm. I only said that if she doesn't send the message, I won't care about the million soul cultivators of Meng Mountain!

I'll let the soul cultivators kill the swordsmen.

Her purpose here is to stop the war between the soul cultivators and the sword cultivators. When she heard this, she will naturally send the message to the disciples of Daoist Sect! "

"Big brother is really amazing!"

Xiao Mao gave a thumbs up, "With Jiu Xia's magnanimity, as long as she agrees, she will send the message faster and safer than us!"

"Not bad, my dear Xiao is finally enlightened!" Fairy Hong Xia said with a smile.

Li Zongbao thought about it and knew that Jiu Xia's message was indeed much more convenient for them, so he didn't miss her too much.

"Master ~" The three of them talked for a long time. Finally, Elder Wu came to the left and bowed respectfully, "Most of Daoist Xiao's immortal seeds have been sown, but we can't know the results in a short time!

Also … there are too few immortal seeds, not enough to satisfy my humble Bi 'an Stronghold. If other Shaman Strongholds found them, I wouldn't be willing to give them out! "

Elder Wu spoke respectfully to Xiao Mao, but he couldn't help but look at Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua smiled, "Elder Wu, I still have a lot of millet seeds, but I can't give them to you for now. Take a look first. If they germinate, I'll give you more. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste?"

"Alright …" Elder Wu was helpless. He knew that these millet seeds were more important than the life of the million soul cultivators of Meng Mountain. Xiao Hua couldn't give them to him so he nodded.

"Elder Wu …" At this moment, Ji Man's voice came from afar. His voice was filled with surprise. Moreover, Ji Man's figure seemed to be very strong as he dashed over. He did not look like he was heavily injured yesterday.

"Greetings, my lord!"

When Ji Man saw Xiao Mao, he hurriedly bowed and said with a smile, "I've heard that Master has Daoist Xiao's immortal seed and can save the people of Meng Mountain. I really don't know how to express the gratitude in my heart!"

"Hehe, Ji Man, this matter has just begun. Whether or not we can … we can't know yet. Let's wait and see!" Xiao Mao nodded in agreement.

Ji Man looked past the crowd and saw the natives all over the mountains and plains. He knew that they were busy so he smiled and said, "Master is in my Bi Lu Stockade, who cares how long it will take?

When the millet sprouts, sprouts, and sprouts, let all the people of the Shaman Village come to my Bi 'an Village and kneel before our Lord! "

"Well …" Ji Man's words reminded Xiao Mao that they did not come to Meng Mountains just to save Soul Warriors. They still had other things to do.

"Big Brother, let's go and rest first!"

Xiao Mao thought for a moment and said, "There's no need for us here. Let's discuss what to do next?"

"Alright!" Xiao Hua looked at Fairy Hong Xia and nodded.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. In the early morning of this day, the rising sun sprinkled its warm golden light onto the millet garden of Bi 'an Village, and the millet sprouts were already showing. In the air, two Green Shaman Feathers were flapping their wings. The one in front was the old Green Shaman Feather that had intruded into the wooden house. On its back stood Qie Qi, Xiao Mao, and Li Zongbao. The one behind was naturally the younger one. On its back stood Xiao Hua and Fairy Hong Xia.

In front of the wooden house below the Green Shaman Feather, the natives and Soul Warriors of Bi 'an Village who had woken up early were all kneeling on the ground, respectfully sending off the descendant of Great God She Bi, their future master.

Watching the two soul beasts fly further and further away, Old Wu climbed up from the ground. His eyes were still staring into the distance as he whispered to Ji Man, "Master is finally leaving!

I hope that after a few months, when the millet sprouts have grown, master will be able to return safely. "

"He will!

Since Great God She Bi sent master back, he will definitely be able to protect master's safety! "Ji Man was very confident.

"But … She Bi 'an Village … Perhaps master has his own plans for leaving this place?" Old Wu looked in another direction with some worry …

Just as Old Wu predicted, after Xiao Mao and Xiao Hua discussed, Xiao Mao felt that if he stayed here and waited for the millet sprouts to grow, not only would it be useless, there would also be unpredictable dangers. While the millet sprouts were growing, Xiao Mao had enough time to accompany Xiao Hua and Fairy Hong Xia to the ancestral hall of the Cai family.

As for Xiao Hua, in order to leave enough millet seeds for the Bi 'an Stronghold, he had no choice but to stay for ten days. Just as they were about to leave, Elder Wu and Ji Man urged them to stay. However, Xiao Mao knew that although his own matters were important, Fairy Hong Xia's matters could not be delayed. He insisted on leaving, and the two had no choice but to let him go. Furthermore, they even had to send the Spirit Warriors in the stronghold to send them off!

How could Xiao Mao let a Soul Warrior know where he was going? He refused to agree no matter what.

But what Old Wu said was reasonable. In the millions of Meng Mountains, without a Soul Warrior leading the way, there was no way for Dao Sect cultivators to survive. Furthermore, without a Soul Beast, Dao Sect cultivators would not be able to fly far!

Even if Xiao Hua and the others were resourceful, why wouldn't they use the convenient conditions?

After thinking about it, Xiao Mao finally compromised. However, he only asked for a native to lead the way, not a Soul Warrior. As for this native, Qie Xiu was the best choice … and also the only choice.

As for the Soul Beasts, the two Qing Wu Feathers that were quite fated with Xiao Mao were naturally chosen by everyone!

Needless to say, when Qie Xiu heard that he was going to serve the master who saved his life, tears fell from his eyes. He was extremely excited!

As the smaller Qing Wu Feather was going to be offered to Xiao Mao, it had already been separated from its Soul Warrior. Now, it flew away with the others without any difficulty.

Therefore, the five of them took the token given by Old Wu of Guanyan Village and rode their Soul Beasts into the depths of the millions of Meng Mountains …

Li Zongbao's worry was normal, but if he wanted to cross the Huan Country to return to the Xi Country and find the Dao Sect's meeting hall, it was tantamount to a fool's dream!

Not to mention that he could not cross the battlefield between soul cultivators and sword cultivators, even if he entered the Huan Country, he would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being hunted down by sword cultivators!

Although it seemed easy to enter the millions of Meng Mountains from the Huan Country, it was under the leadership of Jiu Xia who cleverly bypassed the battlefield of the great battle. They almost did not encounter any killing!

Xiao Hua could pass through the Huan Country and return to the Xi Country, but he could only find the Sky Patrol City. As for the other places … he could not even think about it. This was an impossible task for Xiao Hua!

But what about the Sky Patrol City?

He could not enter, so how could he find the Nascent Soul masters in the meeting hall?

Not to mention that the meeting hall had been moved out of the Sky Patrol City. As for where it went, perhaps only Xue Yu Taoist would know!

Could Xiao Hua ask Xue Yu Taoist?

That … was absolutely impossible!

But where on earth was the meeting hall?

In the northern part of the Lian Country, there was an undulating snowy mountain range. There was a peak protruding from the mountain range. It was covered in a light green color, like duckweed floating in the snow. On the peak of the mountain, there were continuous palaces. In the towering hall at the top of the mountain sat several Taoist cultivators of different ages. "Hahaha …" Arrogant laughter rang out from the hall, shaking the fine snow in the air into nothingness.

The mountain was Duckweed Mountain, the ridge was Cuihua Ridge, and the hall was Skyscraper Hall. The cultivator who laughed was Huo Zheshan, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Blazing Fire Mountain!

"Fellow Taoist Huo …" A slightly old voice rang out. It was Taoist He Ping of the Utopia Faction. "You just fought a few swordsmen from the Huan Country a few times. You don't have to be so happy, do you?"

"Hahaha …" Huo Zheshan still could not hold back his laughter. "Taoist He Ping, don't you think the names Wang Liuxi and Zhang Sanpin from the Liujian Sect are particularly pleasant to the ears?"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, a slight smile flashed across Taoist He Ping's face. He said, "These names are just a mark. It's nothing!"

"Taoist He Ping, you don't know!"

Huo Pai Kong laughed. "Big brother fought with this Zhang Sanpin during the last Taoist Sword War. Because he mocked his name, he was chased for thousands of miles by him.

Today, the three of us besieged the Liujian Sect's two first-grade swordsmen and the Shuo Yang Sword Sect's second-grade swordsmen, Jiao Jie. We defeated them one by one. It really boosted the morale of our Taoist Sect. That's why big brother is so happy! "

"Third brother!" Huo Zheshan stopped laughing and glared at Huo Pai Kong. "Is that what I think?

Don't make wild guesses!

Besides, how could the three of us say that it boosted the morale of our Taoist Sect?

That's something that needs to be praised by others! "

"Haha!

That's right. This old man was going to praise the three of you! "

The smiling Xun Yunzi from the Sunflower Sect said, "The three of you have become increasingly profound in your cultivation. You've already reached the threshold of the mid-Nascent Soul stage. After a few more battles with the Taoist Sword War, I'm afraid you'll be able to step into that stage. Congratulations!"

"That's right. Fellow Xun Yunzi is right!"

Taoist He Ping was also happy. "We've been in a stalemate with the Huan Kingdom's swordsmen for more than two years. We've tested each other countless times, but neither side has achieved much.

Aside from a few old faces at the Floating Duckweed Mountain's defensive line, there are a few new faces. The cultivation of these first-grade swordsmen is not easy to figure out.

Now, three Fellow Daoists Huo besieged three Sword Transformation Realm cultivators, one of whom was even a second-grade Sword Transformation Realm cultivator. They forced them out of Floating Duckweed Mountain and took back Cuihua Ridge, which had fallen into the hands of sword cultivators.