Longevity starts with learning

"Your Excellency, I don't know the details yet, I only know..."

Gong Shanhong spoke slowly, obviously still a little scared, but perhaps because of the arrival of Chu Mu's Nascent Soul, as he continued to speak, he calmed down visibly.

After about a quarter of an hour, Gong Shanhong stopped speaking and bowed again: "That's all I know..."

Chu Mu nodded slightly, overlooking the chaotic Yanyun Mountains, and seemed to have some understanding.

His guess was not wrong.

According to what Gong Shanhong said, the demon riots began ten days ago, and before that, the Yanyun Mountains were peaceful and there was nothing unusual.

The only noise was perhaps the call for conscription from the Changsheng Sect.

After all, with a call for conscription, almost all the forces of the upper and middle levels of the Changsheng Sect were withdrawn. Such a big move has never happened in the history of the Changsheng Sect.

Ten days ago, as if some unknown existence suddenly gave orders, the eighteen cities and sixty-eight camps of Yanyun almost simultaneously welcomed this demonic catastrophe.

Under normal circumstances, there are two Yuanying masters in the Yanyun Mountains.

But this time, the situation is obviously different.

The two Yuanying masters returned to Changsheng Sect early, and the other Jindan disciples who were in charge here have also rushed back to the sect.

Only six Jindan elders stayed.

Without exception, they are all elders who have no hope of immortality like Gong Shanhong.

In the order system of Changsheng Sect, as long as you step into the foundation-building stage and feel that you have no hope of immortality, you will often take up a position to handle the specific operations of the Changsheng Sect, which is a behemoth.

And the elite disciples with excellent qualifications, even if they are in charge of a place, are often temporary, or simply leave it alone.

And the other forces of Changsheng Sect in the Yanyun Mountains are obviously only the countless low-level disciples below the Jindan level.

When the demonic catastrophe broke out, Gong Shanhong also contacted the Changsheng Sect as soon as possible, and the order he received was to do everything he could to gather the disciples of the sect who had not turned into demons and wait for the support of the sect.

But what he didn't expect was that after waiting for ten days, there was still no support.

Among the six Jindan elders of the Changsheng Sect who were stationed in the Yanyun Mountains, three turned into demons, and another was killed by the demon at the beginning of the demonic catastrophe.

Fortunately, there are still two scattered Jindan real people who live in the Yanyun Mountains all year round, and one of them is a guest elder of the Changsheng Sect.

As soon as the catastrophe broke out, Gong Shanhong and another Jindan elder contacted the two scattered Jindans, made various promises, and then pulled them into the Changsheng Sect's camp to fight against the demons together.

In this way, they have held on to this day under the attack of the demons.

However, this persistence is really just a literal persistence.

Eighteen cities and sixty-eight camps in the Yanyun Mountains fell in ten days. Until now, only three cities and six camps are still under the control of the Changsheng Sect.

All other cities and camps have lost contact!

In the absence of irresistible forces, they have been defeated to such an extent in ten days...

Chu Mu glanced at Gong Shanhong, who was obviously uneasy, and pondered for a while, but finally did not blame him.

After all, it was already very good to be able to hold on and not flee under such a catastrophe.

At this time, Gong Shanhong hesitated for a while, and cautiously tried: "Disciple has another discovery, I don't know if it is true or false!"

Chu Mu nodded: "Tell me."

"Please follow the disciple into the city to see it."

"Enter the city?"

Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes looking at Gong Shanhong suddenly became sharp.

Gong Shanhong hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, this discovery of the disciple is about the demons..."

"The disciple has captured several demons, imprisoned them in the city, and studied them for several days, but only..."

As Gong Shanhong continued to speak, Chu Mu's originally careless expression gradually became solemn.

Finally, when Gong Shanhong's voice fell, Chu Mu's expression was as gloomy as water.

"Let's go!"

Chu Mu rolled up his sleeves and flew towards Yanshan City not far away with Gong Shanhong.

Under the cover of the nebula, there was no trace of breath fluctuation. Even if there were cultivators looking up at the sky, even if they were ranked fourth, they would probably find it difficult to detect too many traces.

Although the city defense formation still exists, under the paralysis of the sect's authority order, unless the city defense formation is cracked and not dispersed, no one can control this formation.

Ten days, in the absence of restoration of authority order, is obviously not enough for Changsheng Sect to regain control of the city defense formation.

Therefore, the defense of the city is also a variety of temporary formations, crisscrossed and messy, obviously built by some low-level formation masters.

In this city, the basic order has obviously been restored. Teams of disciples from the Sheng Sect are patrolling or on guard, each doing their own job to defend this Yanshan City.

Just a glance around, Chu Mu fell into the garrison in the center of the city.

"They are all imprisoned outside the disciple's cave..."

"Please follow the disciple."

Gong Shanhong led the way, and the two walked forward in the garrison. After just a moment, after passing through a corridor, a faint smell of blood hit Chu Mu's nose.

At the end of the corridor, there was a large forest.

And in the forest, a large open space could be vaguely seen.

In the open space, the looming formation stood tall, and it had merged with the mountain forest.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood. Being in it made people feel inexplicably restless, and their minds seemed to be affected by the smell of blood.

"They seem to have an instinct that erodes their minds. If you fight with them, those with weak minds may even be aroused by the dark side of their minds, lose their minds, and explode and die..."

Seeing Chu Mu stop, Gong Shanhong whispered to the side.

Chu Mu did not speak, but still looked at the many formations in front of him. After a little look, a clear answer came into his mind.

A formation within a formation.

The outer formation is to separate.

The inner formation is a formation of confinement and suppression.

"Go in and take a look."

Chu Mu nodded, and Gong Shanhong quickly stepped forward, opened his mouth and spit out a white stone talisman, which flew out and landed above the forest.

He raised his finger and made a gesture, a flash of spiritual light sank into the stone talisman, and the originally peaceful forest suddenly twisted and changed, and a straight and unobstructed passage also appeared.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

When the passage appeared, a low and bloodthirsty roar, accompanied by a strong smell of blood, also exploded in the outside world...

Chu Mu's expression was slightly condensed, and he glanced at Gong Shanhong, who looked nervous. He rolled up his sleeves, and a magical power wrapped him up. He took a step and sank into the passage...

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