Chapter 4121

In a bamboo forest, under a bamboo pavilion, Xiao Hua sat cross-legged at the center of the pavilion under the scorching sun. Scholarly cultivator Xiao Hua and his other avatars were not present, only Sun Jian stood respectfully at the side.

On the other side of the mountain peak where the bamboo forest was, there was another majestic mountain range that stretched across the land, resembling a sleeping dragon. Above the mountain range, two lightning boats were hovering in the air, emitting faint rumbling noises. Vaguely, the Fortune Gate disciples on the lightning boats were flying around, either setting up defenses or patrolling the area. Amidst their orderly movements, there was an austere atmosphere.

Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes. Although he did not release his divine sense, he saw everything with his eyes. It had been three days since he returned to the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range. His avatars had temporarily returned to his body to rest. After all, he had been refining the Heavenly Devil's essence in his space, and his avatars would be nourished as long as they were in his body.

In these three days, Sun Jian had also reported the situation at the Fortune Gate and the southwest border to Xiao Hua. Only now did Xiao Hua know that when he had chased after the Archdevil Emperor with his three avatars, he had fallen into the Heavenly Devil's meticulously laid out illusion. Confucian Cultivator Xiao Hua, Soul Cultivator Xiao Hua, and Buddha Subhuti had lost contact with him, and their search was fruitless. After a short discussion, they had immediately caught up to the lightning boat and explained the matter to Sun Jian.

Sun Jian turned pale with fright, and wanted to turn around and search for Xiao Hua, but Scholarly cultivator Xiao Hua and the others knew that although Xiao Hua was missing, his life was not in danger. Moreover, the Heavenly Devil Emperor was powerful, and only Sun Jian's three avatars could restrain him. The other Fortune Gate disciples were no match for the Heavenly Devil Emperor, so they stopped Sun Jian.

Sun Jian then discussed with the White Cloud Monastery's disciples. Since the Heavenly Devil Emperor had attacked the ten southwestern sects at the same time, the other sects must have been surrounded by the Heavenly Devil Emperor. They hoped that the White Cloud Monastery and Fortune Gate disciples would join hands to rescue the other sects!

The White Cloud Monastery understood that without the lips, the teeth would feel cold. Sect Chief Bai Shan followed Sun Jian and led the two sects' disciples to the nearest White Cloud Monastery's Light Melody Palace to rescue the Heavenly Devil Emperor.

Sure enough, the Light Melody Palace was also trapped by the Heavenly Devil Emperor's Devil Emperor's Formation, and could not send any disciples to ask for help.

The White Cloud Monastery and Fortune Gate's disciples' arrival was akin to sending charcoal in snowy weather. After several months of fierce battle, the three sects finally repelled the Heavenly Devil Emperor!

Moreover, what made Sun Jian feel at ease was that other than the Demon Monarch, the Demon Emperor who disappeared at the same time as Xiao Hua did not appear!

Following that, the White Cloud Monastery, Soft Melody Palace, and Fortune Gate's disciples joined hands to rescue Fuou Ridge. In this manner, the White Cloud Monastery, Soft Melody Palace, Fuou Ridge, Curved Cloud Pavilion, Bright Dawn Hall, Jing Bo Mountain, Zhan Hong Faction, and Water Cloud Sect were rescued from the devil clan's siege!

In the last few years, the White Cloud Monastery, Soft Melody Palace, and the rest of the eight sects did not send out all their forces. Instead, they sent out their elite disciples to assist the Fortune Gate. They once again focused their attention on their sects' defenses. Under the guidance of Confucian Cultivator Xiao Hua, the eight sects laid down the Pleiades Devil Devouring Immortal Formation at their respective mountain gates to guard against the Devil Race's invasion.

Of course, during these 65 years, the devil race had returned to besiege the Soft Tune Palace and the other sects. In the end, all of them were defeated by the Pleiades Devil Devouring Immortal Formation.

However, the cruelty of war was not to be underestimated. After more than a decade of war, more than half of the hundred thousand Fortune Gate's disciples had fallen. Currently, there were less than fifty thousand disciples guarding the two lightning boats.

Xiao Hua flew all the way back. Because he had just recovered, he did not have the time to investigate the wandering souls in the space. Now that he had heard Sun Jian's report, he could already imagine the hardships of the war. He retracted his gaze from the lightning boats and sighed, "Sun Jian, it's been hard on you this time!

This Xiao thanks the general on behalf of the Fortune Gate's disciples! "

Sun Jian was terrified. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Master Xiao, although this one is a Confucian cultivator and an Immortal Palace's True Monarch, this one has received a lot of help from Master Xiao. The Fortune Gate's disciples also respect this one.

This one can lead the Fortune Gate's disciples to fight for the human race in the Ancient Ruins. This is a hundred times better than leading immortal soldiers and immortal generals to kill the Dao Gate's cultivators on the Hidden Immortal Mainland!

This one is willing to do all of this, Master Xiao does not need to thank me for this. "

"En …" Xiao Hua nodded and said, "It's good that you have such intentions!

This old man will definitely not treat you unfairly! "

"Yes, this one understands!"

Sun Jian solemnly replied. Since Xiao Hua's return, Sun Jian felt as if Xiao Hua had been reborn. That aura of a saint on the inside and a monarch on the outside was undoubtedly revealed in his every action. Sun Jian could not help but feel like he was looking at a high mountain. In his entire life, he had only felt this kind of feeling in front of one person, and that was the Immortal Emperor. Now that this feeling appeared again, Sun Jian believed without hesitation that Xiao Hua would become another Immortal Emperor in the future!

Of course, Xiao Hua did not know what Sun Jian was thinking. He was a little puzzled and asked, "Could it be that in these ten years, that Devil Emperor never appeared?"

"Indeed, he never appeared!" Sun Jian nodded. "Otherwise … it wouldn't have been so easy for us to rescue the eight sects!"

"That's strange!"

Xiao Hua was a little bewildered. Until now, he still did not know when he had fallen into the Sky Devil's ambush. He also did not know if the Devil Emperor he was chasing at that time was the real Devil Emperor.

Xiao Hua naturally did not tell Sun Jian about his encounter with the Sky Devil in detail. At this moment, Sun Jian carefully said, "Presumably, Master Xiao injured him that day, and he saw that Master Xiao's three old friends were here. He knew that he was not a match for them, so he did not dare to appear!"

"En, that's the only way I can think of it!"

Xiao Hua nodded. "My three old friends are the Devil Emperor's nemesis, so it is normal that the Devil Emperor does not dare to appear.

Also, the Ruins' Conference Hall only sent twenty thousand disciples and no other assistance? "

"Yes!"

Sun Jian nodded. "Other than the twenty thousand disciples and the basic supplies used by the Ruins' army, the Conference Hall does not have any other assistance!

However, according to the information obtained by White Cloud Monastery and the other sects, the Ruins' current situation is worrying. The Conference Hall sending twenty thousand disciples is already not bad.

Oh, they also sent the Conference Hall's military order, inviting Master Xiao to the Conference Hall! "

As he said this, Sun Jian took out a purple token and handed it to Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua glanced at it, then casually handed it back to Sun Jian. "This old man doesn't know how to arrange troops, so why should I go to the Conference Hall?

Do you want me to bicker with them?

If the Conference Hall needs it, General Sun can go there yourself! "

"Yes, this one understands!" Sun Jian did not dare to decline and accepted the token.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Hua asked again, "Is the fifty thousand Fortune Gate disciples enough?"

Sun Jian answered without hesitation, "Other than the fifty thousand Fortune Gate disciples, there are twenty thousand Conference Hall disciples under my command. Other than that, the White Cloud Monastery and the other eight sects sent another eighty thousand disciples.

However, my Fortune Gate's disciples use the lightning boats as the formation base, so other sects' disciples cannot help.

Therefore, although there are more people, their battle strength is lacking, so … this one did not dare to make a decision on the two most difficult battles at the Snow Chopping Gate and Yong 'an Mountain. "

"En …" Xiao Hua nodded. "Then this old man will give you another hundred thousand disciples!"

"Ah?

So many? "

Sun Jian was shocked. He knew that Xiao Hua would send out more disciples, but he did not expect it to be a hundred thousand!

Xiao Hua did not explain. He flew up into the air and took out the Kunlun Mirror. As the mirror vibrated, a hundred thousand disciples flew out and lined up neatly in the air.

"General Sun …" Xiao Hua raised a finger and said, "I'll leave these disciples to you today!

This old man has just recovered from a serious injury, so I need to enter seclusion for the time being. The remaining two sects will depend on you and these disciples to rescue them.

Of course, you can rest assured that on the day the army departs, this old man will send three of his good friends to accompany you. "

"Many thanks, Teacher Xiao!"

Sun Jian was overjoyed. He bowed respectfully and ordered the lightning boat to come over. Xiao Hua said, "While this old man is in seclusion, if there is nothing important, there is no need to report to me. You can decide for yourself!

Also, Fortune Gate disciples are not to approach this old man's seclusion area. "

"Yes, this one understands!" Sun Jian respectfully replied. "This one will give the order immediately!"

"Good!

Go and train these disciples! "Xiao Hua nodded." Let Liu Yi and the others come over! "

Naturally, Liu Yi and the other disciples were the happiest with Xiao Hua's return, but they were Sun Jian's subordinates. Without Sun Jian's orders, they did not dare to come over.

Now that Xiao Hua had given the order, Sun Jian naturally had to let them pass. In just a short while, Fu Zhiwen and the other personal disciples, as well as the black bear, golden eagle, and white lion, flew over to greet Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua had already seen that all his disciples were present, and was overjoyed. Looking at these disciples who had experienced the flames of war, their temperament was completely different from before, he was even more gratified. Wu Tian, Fu Zhiwen, and the others roughly recounted their experiences in the past ten years.

Since it was war, there was naturally blood. Although Xiao Hua's disciples did not die, injuries were unavoidable. Even Yuan Ya was almost killed by the devil army!

In short, these disciples had experienced more life and death situations in the past ten years than several thousand years.

These life and death experiences were extremely beneficial to their cultivation, and everyone had made considerable progress.

After listening, Xiao Hua gave them a few words of encouragement, and gave them a large number of medicinal pills refined by Xiao Guo. Then, he asked them to stay behind and give them face-to-face guidance. A few days later, after passing on the strength, Xiao Hua gave them the witch dolls refined by soul cultivator Xiao Hua, and ordered them to keep them close to their bodies.

Of course, Xiao Hua did not explain the use of these witch dolls, so as to avoid these disciples from slacking off.

After the group of disciples thanked Xiao Hua and left, Xiao Hua waved his sleeve and his figure disappeared. Light smoke slowly rose from the bamboo forest in the distance, completely covering the scenery of the mountain peak.

Xiao Hua's figure landed in the bamboo forest, but did not directly return to the bamboo pavilion. Instead, he frowned and looked at the green bamboos that pierced straight into the sky. These green bamboos were different from the ones Xiao Hua had seen before. The bamboo joints were very long, at least several feet long, and the connections between the joints were also thick. As for the bamboo leaves, they were small, and even somewhat oval. When the wind blew, not only did a kind of fragrance hit his face, but the rustling sound made Xiao Hua feel as if it was the sound of nature …