Linjiang County, Qingfeng Mountain.
Guanjian Gorge.
Dozens of strong demon horses galloped day and night, their hooves churning and raising clouds of dust.
Followed by a long sigh.
The lieutenant general in a black cloak dismounted from his horse and looked at the neatly arranged row of tents in front of him.
It was early in the morning, the bonfire was covered with rain and dew, the black charcoal made crackling sounds, and wisps of white smoke rose.
The bodies of about a dozen Golden Eagle Captains were gathered together. Their bodies were covered with sword wounds, with their skin torn and flesh exposed, and their bones visible.
Hong Lei's eyelids twitched slightly as he led the demon horse.
If the captain of the outer camp is more like a chivalrous knight who is good at working with others to investigate cases, then the captain of the inner camp is a soldier. A hundred or so people form a large formation to suppress demons and sweep through the demon cave with unstoppable force.
Once damage occurs, it means that the severity of the situation is almost out of control.
Perhaps it was the sound of horse hooves.
A young man, also wearing a cloak but with a golden eagle embroidered on his shoulders, walked out of the tent.
He looks at least ten years younger than Hong Lei.
There was a bandage on his right arm, his face was pale and his breathing was weak.
He frowned slightly in dissatisfaction: "Why did you come so late?"
"I want to ask you something, General Zhao." Hong Lei's voice was cold, and his other hand rested on the scabbard: "I gave you forty men and horses, just to let you guard Guanjian Gorge and prevent Qingfeng disciples from leaving the mountain without permission, and you guard it like this?"
As he spoke, he turned his gaze towards the dozen or so corpses.
Guanjian Gorge is a high cliff with steep terrain, easy to defend but difficult to attack. If the Qingfeng disciples want to come down, their every move will be detected by the Demon Suppression Division.
Whenever there is any unusual movement, there is enough time to report it and request support.
"I'm not in the habit of sitting here and daydreaming."
Zhao Kanglin raised his eyebrows with disdain and sneered, "If that old man with the angry sword hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have led my men to kill my way through and come before General Chen. This will be recorded as a great achievement for me."
Hearing this, Hong Lei resisted the urge to slap him.
He raised his eyes and looked towards the high cliff.
I saw a figure in a gray shirt sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with sparse silver hair tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin. His eyes were slightly closed, his face was haggard, and his palms were spread on his knees, with an ordinary iron sword placed flat on it.
Elder Nujian of Qingfeng Sect had already become a swordsman who had reached the perfection of Jade Liquid many years ago and was also quite famous in Qingzhou.
If he was not old and frail, and his life span was over three hundred years old, and he was not worried about failure and unwilling to waste the precious opportunity to condense the pill in the sword pool, there is actually a chance that he could achieve the state of condensing the pill.
"Although I was injured, he also suffered a loss. It will take him at least ten days or half a month to recover."
A look of satisfaction appeared in Zhao Kanglin's eyes.
He was born into a famous family, and used the secret skills passed down by the monks. With the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jade Liquid, he crossed the border and exchanged injuries with a famous senior in the martial arts world, and was able to escape. No matter who he told about it, he would be proud of it.
See his high spirits.
Be it the golden eagle captain at the tent or the outer camp captain riding on the demon horse, their expressions all looked somewhat ugly.
"…"
Shen Yi held the reins as usual.
It turned out that this was the reason why he and others were forcibly transferred here.
"Oh, I'll give you a reward." Hong Lei grinned and gave the other man a deep look: "You'd better wait until you get whipped when you go back."
"You!" Zhao Kanglin gritted his teeth. If it weren't for his bad luck, he would have ended up here and urgently needed troops to garrison.
A general from an outer camp dares to speak to me like this. What an unruly person.
Hong Lei ignored him and turned around and said, "Outer Camp disciples, dismount!"
More than forty people fell to the ground at the same time.
Hong Lei walked past them one by one. "I was in a hurry before and didn't have time to talk. Most of you are not my subordinates. My surname is Hong. I have been a general in the Demon Suppression Division for sixty years. I have the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jade Liquid and have been working for General Chen... Yes, I am the old man Chen Qiankun who is now on the top of Qingfeng Mountain."
"I know you are resentful and want to clean up the mess for these idiots who got fooled in Qingzhou." "Don't worry, as long as you don't make any mistakes, you will be credited with a Condensation Realm achievement when you return."
After these words were spoken, many captains finally showed a bit of excitement on their faces.
You should know that to advance from one pattern to two patterns, if it is about the demon disaster in the Jade Liquid Realm, you have to participate in it five times, and to advance from two patterns to three patterns, it will take more than twenty times.
And participating in one Ningdan realm monster disaster can be equivalent to at least twenty Yuye realm monster disasters.
Besides, this time it is said to be the Nascent Soul Realm, so actually they don't need to take any action at all. They just need to guard the mountain for General Chen Qiankun.
"Three bottles of treasure medicine, unlimited upper-grade martial arts in the initial realm, and one lower-grade martial arts in the Jade Liquid Realm."
"Three years' salary, two months' rest."
As Hong Lei stretched out his hand.
Not to mention other people, even Shen Yi's eyes changed slightly.
The Demon Suppression Division is a bit tough, but they are quite generous in their actions.
When I was in Baiyun County, I couldn't even think about these things, but now everyone has a share.
"And what you have to do is to keep an eye on this long cliff for me."
Hong Lei looked at them solemnly, put down his hand, and came to the first person: "What's your name, and what's your realm?"
"Liu Daqian, late stage of the beginner realm, good at using a sword."
"Wang Meng, late stage of the beginner realm, slightly proficient in fist and palm strikes."
"Dai Bing, in the early stage of Jade Liquid Realm, I... use a sword."
Hong Lei's steps paused slightly, and his gaze lingered on the woman's sleeve for a moment. The three cloud patterns were very eye-catching.
Such a young person in the early stage of Yuye could not be an unknown person.
He casually stretched out his hand to reach for the long sword at the opponent's waist. Dai Bing had a complicated expression. He took a half step back and protected the sword with his palm.
Hong Lei twitched the corner of his mouth thoughtfully.
Then move on to the next person.
The young man had a tall figure and a straight back, a straight black ceremonial sword slung diagonally at his waist, and a black shirt that seemed to be tailor-made for him.
His facial features are regular and handsome, and apart from his somewhat pale skin, it is hard to find any flaws.
Glancing at the two cloud patterns on the other party's sleeves, Hong Lei asked slowly, "Has the initial realm been completed?"
Shen Yi shook his head and said calmly: "Jade Liquid Realm."
When the voice fell, there was an uproar among the officers.
Although they are all knowledgeable children of Qingzhou, generally speaking, anyone who can break through the Jade Liquid at the age of seventy or eighty is considered a master in charge of a family.
At the early stage of Yuye in his thirties, that can only be achieved with the foundation of a first-rate sect and extraordinary talent.
Even though the other party has maintained his youthful appearance, his actual age of forty is still extremely shocking.
Of course, the most unacceptable thing is.
Such people appeared after just asking a few people.
"…"
Hong Lei was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered the other person's face.
In the small courtyard, there were two masters standing, the general's disciple and Miss Li. Next to them was a big-bellied brute. Although his aura looked weak, he should be a well-known figure since he could stand with them. He just had advanced skills in concealing his aura.
Likewise, it is not surprising that the person in front of him has such strength.
The other party clearly had the ability to refuse, but he still followed me to Qingfeng Mountain. This is what a young hero should be like.
Thinking of this, Hong Lei's expression became much gentler: "Don't worry, we are just guarding the cliff. Old Master Chen has not really thought about killing Qingfeng Sect. As long as they hand over that person, we will naturally return home."
"The premise is that you don't learn from that spoiled young master at home. He's in his forties, but he has a pig's brain."
(End of this chapter)