A bamboo forest and a bamboo pavilion. Under the scorching sun, Xiao Hua sat cross-legged in the center of the bamboo pavilion. The Confucian scholar Xiao Hua and others were all away, only Sun Jian stood respectfully. Opposite the mountain where the bamboo forest was, there was another majestic mountain range winding on the earth, like a giant dragon sleeping. Above the mountain range, two thunderbolts made a faint roar and stopped there. In a faint, the strong disciples of the Creation Sect on the thunderbolt were flying, either setting up defenses or patrolling the court, revealing solemnity in an orderly manner.

Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes. Although he did not release his divine thoughts, he had seen all this in his eyes. It had been three days since he returned to the Tenglong Mountains. All the clones had temporarily returned to his body to rest. After all, the demons were refined in the space, and essence was sent into his body at every moment. No matter which clone, as long as it was in his body, it could be nourished.

During these three days, Sun Jian also reported the situation of the Craft Sect and everything on the southwestern border to Xiao Hua. At this time, Xiao Hua realized that he had taken the three clones to chase the Demon Emperor that day and crashed into the illusion carefully arranged by the demons. Confucian cultivator Xiao Hua, soul cultivator Xiao Hua and Buddha Bodhi lost contact with him. They failed to search. After discussing, they immediately caught up with Lei Zhou and explained the matter to Sun Jian. Sun Jian was of course shocked and wanted to turn around to find it, but Confucian cultivator Xiao Hua and others knew that although Xiao Hua was missing, they had no worries about their lives for the time being. Moreover, the Demon Craft Sect had great magical powers, and only his three clones could restrain him. The other disciples of the Craft Sect were not enemies, so they immediately stopped him.

Then, Sun Jian discussed with Baiyunguan disciples. Since the demon clan attacked the ten sects in the southwest at the same time, other sects must be surrounded by the demon clan. I hope that Baiyunguan disciples and Caihua disciples will join forces to rescue other sects! Baiyunguan quite understands the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. The head Baishan followed Sun Jian and immediately led the disciples of the two sects to the Qingyin Palace, which is closest to Baiyunguan, to rescue. Sure enough, Qingyin Palace was also surrounded by the demon clan demon formation and could not send disciples to interrogate and ask for help. Baiyunguan and Caihua disciples and Caihua disciples were also unable to send their disciples to interrogate and ask for help. Baiyunguan and Caihua disciples and Caihua disciples were also surrounded.

The arrival was like a timely help. After several months of fierce battles among the three factions, the demon clan was finally repelled! What made Sun Jian feel at ease was that except for the demon king of the demon clan, the Demon King who disappeared at the same time as Xiao Hua did not appear! Immediately afterwards, Baiyun Temple, Qingyin Palace and the disciples of the Chuangyu Sect joined forces to rescue Fu Ouling, so that in ten years, the eight sects of Baiyun Temple, Qingyin Palace, Fu Ouling, Qu Yun Pavilion, Mingxu Palace, Jingbo Mountain, Zhan Hong Sect and Shuiyun Sect rescued the demon clan's siege!

In the last few years, eight sects including Baiyun Temple and Qingyin Palace did not come out in full swing, but sent elite disciples to assist Caihua Sect, and they focused on the defense of the sects. Under the guidance of Confucian scholar Xiao Hua, the eight sects each set up the Medji Demon-Devouring Immortal Array at the mountain gate to prevent the invasion of the demons. Of course, in the past ten years, the demons also returned to besiege Qingyin Palace and other sects again. As a result, they all returned in front of the Medji Devouring Immortal Array. However, the cruelty of the war cannot be underestimated. After more than ten years of war, more than half of the 100,000 disciples of the Cedji have fallen. Now, there are less than 50,000 disciples guarding the two thunderbolt boats.

Xiao Hua flew back all the way, because he had just recovered, he did not have much leisure to explore the wandering souls in the space. Now after listening to Sun Jian’s report, he could imagine the hardships of more than ten years of battle. He took his eyes off the thunder boat and sighed: "Sun Jian. Thank you for your hard work this time! Xiao thanked the general on behalf of my disciple of the Craft Sect!"

Sun Jian was frightened and bowed quickly and said, "Master Xiao, although he is a Confucian scholar and a true king of the Immortal Palace, he has helped him a lot. The disciples of the Craft Sect also respect him very much. He can lead the disciples of the Craft Sect to fight for our human race in the ruins. It is a hundred times stronger than leading the immortal soldiers and immortal generals to strangle Taoist cultivators in the Tibetan Immortal Continent! All of this is willing to do, and Master Xiao does not need to thank him for this."

"Well..." Xiao Hua nodded and said, "What's better for you to have such a heart! I will not treat you badly!"

"Yes. I understand!" Sun Jian replied solemnly. Since Xiao Hua turned around this time, Sun Jian felt that Xiao Hua seemed to have been reborn. The demeanor of the inner saint and outer king was undoubtedly revealed in every move, making him feel like he was looking up to him. This feeling was born to only one person in his life, that is, the Immortal Emperor. Now this feeling has appeared again. Sun Jian believed without hesitation that as long as time goes by, Xiao Hua would be another Immortal Emperor!

Of course, Xiao Hua didn't know what Sun Jian was thinking, and he said with some confusion: "Has the Demon Emperor never appeared in the past ten years?"

"It's really not there!" Sun Jian nodded, "Otherwise... it wouldn't be so easy for us to rescue the Eight Sects!"

"That's strange!" Xiao Hua was a little surprised. Until now, he didn't know when he started to be ambushed by the demon, and he didn't know whether the Demon Emperor he was pursuing at that time was the real Demon Emperor.

Naturally, Xiao Hua did not tell Sun Jian in detail about what he encountered the demon. At this time, Sun Jian said carefully: "Master Xiao must have injured him that day. He saw that Master Xiao's three old friends were here. He was not an enemy, so he dared not show up!"

"Well, I can only think about it like this!" Xiao Hua nodded, "Xiao's three friends are the nemesis of the Demon Emperor, so it is normal for the Demon Emperor to dare not appear. In addition, the Congregation Hall in the Ruins only sent 20,000 disciples, and there is no other assistance?"

"Yes!" Sun Jian nodded, "In addition to 20,000 disciples, there is also the basic materials used by the army in the ruins. The Congregation Hall has no other support! However, according to the information received by Baiyunguan and other sects, the situation in the entire ruins is now worrying, and wars are constantly coming. It is good that the Congregation Hall can send 20,000 disciples to support it. Oh, they also sent the Congregation Hall military order and asked Teacher Xiao to go to the Congregation Hall!"

As he said that, Sun Jian took out a purple arrow from his arms and handed it to Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua took a look and handed it back to Sun Jian again, saying, "I don't know how to arrange troops and arrange formations. What should I do when I go to the Convention Hall? Could it be a quarrel with them? If the Convention Hall needs it, General Sun can go by himself!"

"Yes, I understand!" Sun Jian did not dare to refuse and reached out to take it.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Hua asked again: "Is the 50,000 disciples of the Craft Sect enough?"

Sun Jian replied without hesitation: "In addition to 50,000 disciples of the Craft Sect, there are 20,000 disciples of the Secretariat Hall. In addition, eight sects including Baiyunguan have sent 80,000 disciples, and now there are 150,000 disciples. However, my Craft Sect disciples use Leizhou as the basis for the formation, and the disciples of other sects cannot help. Therefore, although there are too many people, the combat power is not good, so... Xuezhanmen and Yong'an Mountain are the two most difficult battles, I have never dared to make up my mind."

"Well..." Xiao Hua nodded, "Then I will give you another 100,000 disciples!"

"Ah? So much?" Sun Jian was shocked. He knew that Xiao Hua would send out some more disciples, but he really didn't expect it would be 100,000!

Xiao Hua didn't explain, flew into the air, took out the Kunlun mirror, and in the shaking, hundreds of thousands of disciples flew out and arranged neatly in the air.

"General Sun..." Xiao Hua raised his hand and pointed, "These disciples will be handed over to you today! I am seriously injured and Xinyu will temporarily go into seclusion, and the remaining two sects still rely on you and these disciples to rescue me. Of course, don't worry, on the day the army begins, I will naturally let my three friends go with you."

"Thank you, Master Xiao!" Sun Jian was overjoyed, bowed and told Lei Zhou to come, and Xiao Hua said again, "When I am in seclusion, if there is no important matter, you don't have to come and report it, just make your own decision! In addition, the disciples of the Chuangyu Sect should not approach my seclusion."

"Yes, I understand!" Sun Jian replied respectfully, "I'll order this!"

"Okay! Go and train these disciples!" Xiao Hua nodded, "Let Liu Yi and the others come here!"

Xiao Hua was most happy when he returned, he was naturally Liu Yi and other disciples, but they were Sun Jian's generals at this time, and they would not dare to come without Sun Jian's military order. At this time, Xiao Hua ordered that Sun Jian would of course let go, but for a moment, Fu Zhiwen and other Xiao Hua's personal disciples, as well as the black bear, the golden eagle and the white lion, all flew over to pay their respects. Xiao Hua had already seen many of his disciples, and was already happy. Let's see that these disciples had experienced war and had completely different temperaments.

Different, I felt even more relieved and raised my hand to help them up. Wu Tian, ​​Fu Zhiwen and others roughly explained the experiences of the past decade. Since it was a war, there was naturally blood. Although Xiao Hua's disciples did not die, they were inevitably injured by attacks and injuries. Yuan Ya was even almost killed by the demons! In short, these disciples experienced more life and death in more than ten years than thousands of years. These life and death experiences are also extremely beneficial to their cultivation, and everyone has made great progress.

After hearing this, Xiao Hua encouraged him a few words and gave them a large amount of elixirs refined by Xiao Guo, and left them alone in turn, and gave them face to face to practice. After a few days, Xiao Hua took out the witches refined by Xiao Hua, the soul cultivator Xiao Hua, and gave them to them, and ordered them to hide them in person. Of course, Xiao Hua did not explain the role of this witches, so that these disciples would not be lazy.

After the disciples left, Xiao Hua waved his sleeves and disappeared. Light smoke slowly emerged from the bamboo forest in the distance, completely obscuring the scenery at the peak.
Chapter completed!