Chapter 66 Harvest Life

   Hou Yanze and Gongsun Cang followed closely, followed by Wu Chang, Xie Huaxiong, Sun Ju and the mid-qi cultivators from the two families.

   Liu Yu and his party of 16 touched the mountainside along the trail and removed the sentries along the way.

  In the summer, the mountain trail is extremely quiet, and there is not even the sound of insects. It seems that he feels the murderous intention in the dark night, so he is quiet and dare not make a sound.

  …

  Xiaomeishan's incomplete spiritual vein is located halfway up the mountain. There is a small flat land on the mountainside. Dozens of houses, pavilions and buildings have been built on the flat land. The cultivators of the Feng family practice here.

  The ancestral hall of the Feng family is located at the back of these pavilions and is guarded by a formation.

   At this time, in a practice room connected to the ancestral hall, Feng Tianwei sat cross-legged on the futon.

   He was running a kung fu to heal his wounds, his face was pale, and sweat appeared from the pores on his forehead.

   As the patriarch’s practice room, of course, it is not comparable to ordinary family members. This room is built on the node with the strongest spiritual energy, and is also equipped with a gathering circle, which is connected to the ancestral hall. The importance is self-evident.

   After a long time, Feng Tianwei slowly stopped his work, opened his mouth and spit, and a large mouthful of black blood stasis was spit on the ground in front of the futon.

At this time, Feng Tianwei had just returned to the family for most of the day. This is the injury he suffered from attacking the Lingyao Garden together with the monks from the Acacia Sect. play.

   But fortunately, the few clansmen who went with him were safe and sound, and there were no casualties.

   After spitting out a mouthful of blood stasis, Feng Tianwei felt much better, but he still frowned, a little restless and his eyelids twitched, as if something major had happened.

   And this feeling gradually became stronger, with the passage of time, the feeling of unease became stronger and stronger.

   Feng Tianwei did not dare to ignore this feeling. It should be noted that the six senses of the immortal cultivator have been strengthened after training. Sometimes this feeling is not accurate, and sometimes it is not groundless.

   He took out a sound transmission, his lips wriggled a few words, and it was thrown into the air into a white light.

Feng Tianwei thought about it carefully, and after some scrutiny, he found that there was nothing wrong with the Feng family's plan, and the envoy in Hanyue City did not change, so he planned to call Feng Guangyou over to ask about the transfer of the clansmen and see if anything happened. What's wrong, let him bring Feng Guanglin over by the way and give him a good education.

   He attached great importance to this Guangzi clan with dual spiritual roots, and believed that it was very possible to advance to the foundation-building stage, leading the Feng family to prosperity, and planned to cultivate it as a future successor.

   Feng Guangyou has been staying on Xiaomei Mountain to deal with affairs for a period of time. The cultivation place is not far from here. Feng Tianwei has already brought Feng Guanglin to the ancestral hall in less than half a quarter of an hour after the sound transmission.

   "Meet the patriarch, I don't know..."

   Feng Guangyou was halfway through speaking when he heard a bell rang throughout Xiaomeishan.

   The bell rang loudly and loudly, one after another, a full nine times.

   After hearing the nine bells, the expressions of several people became heavy, and their faces were extremely ugly.

   It should be noted that this bell will only ring when it is important. It is used to transmit information. If it rings nine times in a row, it means that the attacking person is powerful and there is a danger of annihilation!

   "Guangyou will immediately convene the clansmen to come to the ancestral hall to meet. I want to start the guardian formation of the ancestral hall immediately. I cannot be cloned here by presiding over the formation."

   "It's extremely dangerous outside, Guanglin, just stay in the ancestral hall and don't go anywhere!"

  Feng Tianwei is worthy of being the leader of the clan, he immediately came back to his senses, and gave an order in the face of danger.

   As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately took out a token from the storage bag, clenched his hands, and several red lights hit the token.

The token was suddenly suspended in the air, flashing white light, and a few white lights shot towards a few inconspicuous corners outside the ancestral hall. A milky white shield slowly took shape, like an upside-down bowl, covering the ancestral hall.

   All of this was completed in a few breaths. Seeing the milky white shield taking shape, Feng Guangyou came back to his senses and said:

   "Yes, Patriarch!"

   After he finished speaking, he glanced at Feng Guanglin, left the ancestral hall with mixed feelings, and went to gather the clan.

  …

   At this time, Liu Yu, Hou Yanze, Gongsun Cang and the others had just walked halfway up the mountain and saw the shadows of these buildings.

   "Dong Dong"

   Nine bells in a row spread all over Xiaomeishan, how many people still don't understand that they have been exposed?

   Maybe the dark whistle along the way has not been discovered, which sounded the alarm.

   But the reason for being discovered at this time is no longer important. Since it has been exposed, there is no need for those people to cover up.

   For a while, more than a dozen people cast the "Royal Wind Art" and rushed towards the building.

   The rooms on the flat ground are populated by people from the Feng family, but not all of them are immortal cultivators from the Feng family, more are the relatives of the immortal cultivators, the old and the weak, women and children.

   At this time, he heard the ringing of the bell for the extermination of the clan, and everyone in the house walked out of the room and rushed to the ancestral hall guarded by the formation under the loud shouts of the cultivators.

  This flat is not very spacious, the aisle is not very big, only less than two feet.

   At this dangerous juncture, hundreds of people wanted to pass quickly, but they only hated that their parents had two less legs, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

From time to time, old people and young children are pushed to the ground by young adults, but people who used to know so well just glanced at them, then took a detour and walked indifferently, and even more, stepped directly over their bodies in order to be faster, and put the struggling to get to the ground. The person who got up stepped on the ground again, cold-blooded and ruthless. It can be seen that at this moment of life and death, the kinship of the family is also very fragile.

  Liu Yu and his party let go of their speed at this time, and they jumped two or three feet under the blessing of "Wind Control". The speed was extremely fast, and they approached this house in less than ten breaths.

The    ancestral hall is at the back of this house. The huge milky white shield is very conspicuous at night. At this time, the immortal cultivators of the Feng family have already entered the milky white shield with their close relatives.

   Their movements are not slow, and they can carry two people with one hand and one hand. Obviously, they also cast spells like "Royal Wind Art" to increase speed.

   Seeing that the enemy is approaching, the remaining people who have not entered the shield are in a panic. These people are far away from the ancestral hall, and their blood relationship is not so close.

   Liu Yu has one blue and one gold in his hand, which is a giant wooden sword and a golden dragon sword.

   Looking at these mortals who were powerless to fight back, his expression was calm and indifferent, and his dark pupils were like the deepest stagnant water without any fluctuation.

   With a flick of his right hand, the giant wooden sword turned into a light blue strand and flew towards the scrambled and panicked mortals in the room.

   To deal with these mortals, the Golden Dragon Sword is naturally not used. There will be a war later, so it is better to use the mana sparingly.

   As the sword light flashed, two or three bodies fell to the ground.

   is like a **** of death who holds a sickle and harvests life!

   These people are close relatives of the Feng family immortal cultivators. The relatives of the enemy are the enemies. There has never been a saying in the immortal world that disasters are worse than the family members. Liu Yu has never been merciful to the enemy.

   "Summary of Magical Cultivation" says:

   "The root of the grass must be eradicated, and the cause and effect will not stick to the body!"

   (end of this chapter)