Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan turned around and paused for a moment before entering the teleportation circle.

"All the disciples of Tianxing Peak don't leave for now, come here to gather!"

"Moxie Peak's disciples are here, we have a mission."

"Little devil, don't be in a daze here, walk quickly... No, you are too young! All disciples below the fifth level of Qi training should go away and go back to your own residence..."

The voices of shouts sounded loudly, and the originally scattered disciples ran, looking for their positions.

Many people had panic and fear on their faces, but they also looked panicked and calm because someone stepped forward to give instructions.

Liu Qinghuan watched an eleven or twelve-year-old boy running ignorantly with the crowd, and watched a foundation-building disciple leading a group of Qi-training disciples run past him into the side hall. His heart felt heavy but also somewhat gratifying.

When he walked out of the teleportation circle in Yandang City, he found that the scene here was almost the same as that in the sect.

He bypassed groups of low-level disciples and found the main hall where matters were discussed, and saw Yan Zhengfeng, who was presiding over affairs here.

A group of people gathered in front of a huge map. They were all Jindan monks who were assigned to Yandang City. Yan Zhengfeng was surrounded in the middle and said quickly: "...Our sect was assigned to guard the west side of the first city wall. Senior Brother Min, that place will be on the front line of the attack, an extremely important position. Please come over for the specific details. Later, I asked fellow Taoist Qian from the Shaoyang Sect to tell me how many disciples we need as soon as possible."

Senior Brother Zhengyang promised in a low voice, turned around and went out.

Yan Zhengfeng raised his eyes and saw Liu Qinghuan, nodded to him, motioned for him to go over, and then continued: "There are also Leiling Pagodas outside Yandang Fort. There are ten of them assigned to me. Here, there are also There is this place. The people in charge of this area are Senior Brother Bi and Junior Sister Shi from Ziwei Sword Pavilion..."

Yan Zhengfeng clicked quickly on the map, assigning everything.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised. He couldn't help but raised his hand to the Jindan monk next to him who looked like his clothes were from Tiangong Peak. He whispered: "Senior brother, it has only been a few hours since something strange happened in Qianye Mountain, but we here reacted so quickly!"

The golden elixir monk returned the gift and whispered back: "From the original prophecy of Grand Master Dayan to now, we have had such a long time to prepare, so it is normal. You must know that the alchemy room of our sect also started a long time ago. I started to stock up on all kinds of elixirs and waited for this day.”

Liu Qingyun nodded and said: "Then these arrangements have been discussed long ago?"

"Yes, some of them, such as the general persons in charge of those places and the defensive positions that each sect needs to bear, were decided very early. The list was just passed to each sect from the Immortal Cultivation Alliance not long ago, and now we only need to arrange accordingly Just let the people go there.”

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Brother, I just came from the sect. I wonder what the situation is like outside now?"

"There is no movement at the moment. After the big black claw was repulsed, it did not appear again. However, many people speculated that the other side would not be so willing to give up. Now that it has begun, an invasion from another world is definitely around the corner. If If any new situation arises, we will know it immediately.”

The two whispered, and unlike the general arrangements in the sect, everyone at Yandang Fort received specific matters. There were people in the hall who took their orders and walked out quickly, while others rushed over.

The senior brother Tiangongfeng who was talking to him also quickly went out with the errand of alchemy, but Liu Qinghuan was invited by Yan Zhengfeng to sit on a chair aside, saying that he would be arranged later.

There were several people sitting with him, and they looked at each other, not knowing what he meant. Although we are from the same school, we don't interact much with each other on weekdays. At most, we are just familiar with each other, so we exchanged names.

Liu Qinghuan soon discovered that these people were basically the true disciples of the Yuanying cultivator in the sect.

After a while, there were eight people here. Yan Zhengfeng came over with a booklet. Liu Qinghuan glanced at it and found that it was a roster. It recorded the names, the peaks where they were located, and some personal profiles. A few names turned green, others were just plain black ink.

Yan Zhengfeng didn't hide it, and he leafed through it generously in front of them. Liu Qinghuan quickly found his name, and saw it read: Liu Qinghuan, initiated on the eighth day of the third month of the Continent Era and Year Yisi, disciple of Zhulin Mountain, Mingyang Disciple. There will also be information later on when to build the foundation and when to form the elixir.

I saw Yan Zhengfeng click on his name, and the three characters immediately turned green, and a line of small characters appeared behind it. Liu Qinghuan turned it over without seeing it clearly.

While counting the names, Yan Zhengfeng said quickly: "Senior brothers and sisters, your mission is to go to Tianhen Peak of Qianye Mountain, where our sect's Uncle Kongxuan is."

Liu Qinghuan's heart tightened, Tianhen Peak was not far below the eye-like space crack!

Several other people also looked a little nervous, and someone asked: "Junior Brother Zhengyang, I wonder where we are going and what we are doing?"

Yan Zhengfeng said extremely seriously: "I don't know the specifics. Uncle Kongxuan asked you by name directly. You should be able to find out when you get there. But..."

He stood up and bowed: "Tianhen Peak is the front line facing the alien world, and the brothers and sisters must be careful."

Liu Qinghuan lowered his head and thought about what Ming Yangzi said back then: This is the responsibility he has to bear as a true disciple. They enjoy status and resources in the sect that others do not have, and they have to stand in the most dangerous place in times of crisis.

In just a few words, the matter has been explained clearly. There was nothing to talk about at this time. Everyone stood up and prepared to take orders to go to Tianhen Peak.

Before Liu Qinghuan walked out of the hall, Yan Zhengfeng stopped him: "Junior Brother Liu, after Uncle Mingyangzi asked you to come here, go to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance to find him first."

Liu Qinghuan nodded: "Thank you, senior brother, for informing me."

He quickly walked out of the station and walked up.

The passages in Yandang Castle are still complicated, but contrary to the previous deserted atmosphere, there are countless monks coming and going. Especially after reaching the upper three floors, there were even more people. Everyone was busy and busy, and the atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

When they arrived outside Yandang Fort, Liu Qinghuan was really frightened.

I saw stone towers standing all over the Yandang Mountains, and on the plain in the distance, a towering city wall stood there, almost surrounding the entire Qianye Mountain as far as the eye could see.

The Qianye Mountain Range occupies a large area. Although it is not as big as Qu Shang, it is still not small. The extremely strange peaks point straight to the sky like thin pages of a book. It faces the sea to the south, mountains to the east, and a large plain to the north and west. Yandang Fort is blocked in the middle of the west and north sides.

The city wall connects the middle section of the plains between Qianye Mountain and Yandang Mountains, and the second city wall is being built behind it, and most of it has been built. After the second path, there is a third path, which is already close to Yandang Fort, but it has just begun.

The entire plain was full of walking monks, and the sky was clear and quiet.

There must be a large-scale air restriction here.