Seeing everyone scrambling to clean up the battlefield, Bai Fan recalled the more than 2,000 surviving door protectors on the battlefield, although these people failed to kill the underworld enemy, but they also did not let the enemy break through the defense line, and even many people gave their lives for this, all of them used secret methods to sacrifice all their skills.

"Senior Brother Ziyang, you and I will go and wrap up the wounds of the Daomen disciples, many people are still poisoned, and the poison must be removed in time."

Ziyang Lao Dao withdrew his long sword and took out a small white jade bottle from his arms, "Before I came, Lao Dao went to ask for some elixir from the poisonous nameless master and nephew just in case, this is a bottle of antidote pill, dissolve it with water, and all the disciples can take it, and the usual poison can be lifted." ”

"That's great!"

At this time, the skill of the Dao Sect Protector Swordsman had not yet dissipated, so most of them were not injured, and they all helped take care of their fellow disciples, and the number of people who were really poisoned and injured was actually less than two hundred.

Because the enemy's attack is vicious, it is basically fatal, and there will be no cripple or serious injury at all, so it is easy to heal.

Hearing Ziyang talk about poisonous namelessness, Bai Fan slapped his thigh, he was really negligent, if such a big thing had been cautious at the beginning and brought poison nameless, then the situation would definitely not be like this, just with his endless methods of using poison, even if it was an army of five thousand, he would have to peel off a layer of skin.

"Hey, it's a pity that this group of disciples of our Dao Sect are all good at cultivating in the deep mountains, and they have been cultivating for many years and have lost a little bit of murder, and they are desperate with really ruthless killers, and they suffer a lot.

It's not that our human skills are insufficient, in fact, our three thousand protectors have been trained by you and me, and their martial arts and swordsmanship are generally above the enemy, but they have martial arts and no killing intentions, just like the sword has not been opened.

Now that I have used the secret method, I have destroyed my strength, and my years of cultivation have disappeared in an instant, but it's a pity. Ziyang Zhenren said with emotion.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest next to him spoke: "There is no need for the first seat, firstly, we are the protectors of the Daomen, and we have the responsibility to contribute to the Daomen, and secondly, we will protect the immortal food for the common people in the world, even if we die, we will not complain, what is the value of our skills?"

We are originally cultivators, and it is not a good thing to give up this skill and return to the basics. ”

When Bai Fan heard this, okay, this person is really a good Dao heart, and asked, "Dare to ask the Elder Venerable?" ”

"Daozi doesn't have to be polite, the poor Dao Pan Shizheng is the Taoist, and the Dao is Xuan."

"The Body Mystery Road ......"

Bai Fan fell into contemplation after hearing the name, his heart was sure enough, no wonder he could see it so openly, it turned out that this was also a hermit celebrity in history, Pan Shizheng was a famous Taoist priest in the early Tang Dynasty, studied under the Taoist famous Wang Yuanzhi, lived in seclusion in Maoshan for 20 years, and vigorously developed the Taoist Maoshan sect in the north after the cultivation was successful, and was the eleventh generation of the Maoshan sect of the Shangqing Dynasty.

Ziyang Zhenren nodded and said: "What the nephew of the body Xuan said is extremely true, but he is persistent in the old way, and attaches too much importance to martial arts.

From now on, you can concentrate on cultivating the Tao, and you don't need to obey the constraints of the world's Daomen's orders. ”

More than 2,000 people heard Ziyang Zhenren's words, and they all stood up and saluted, "Thank you for your understanding." ”

Daomen, in fact, is a hodgepodge of general groups, over the years to absorb many organizations into it, in addition, due to the different opinions of predecessors, but also opened a lot of branches, so there are many intricate schools in Daomen.

In order to manage this huge organization, the Daomen of the world jointly elected the first real person of each of the Daomen, made a piece of the Daomen order of the world, and ordered the law to follow, and all the disciples of all branches of the Daomen must obey the constraints, and they must support when the Daomen order is issued.

In fact, the Daomen Protector is a person with strong martial arts in each branch of the school according to the strength of the number of people, and is trained in the Daomen inheritance of swordsmanship and martial arts, and when it is necessary to protect the Dharma and defend the Dao, they must come forward.

This is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years, so all official members of the Dao Sect must abide by it, whether it is a person who has entered the world to practice, or a person who has been born and returned to seclusion, the appearance of the Dao Sect Order is a major event, and they must contribute.

Of course, there are obligations and corresponding privileges, the Dharma protector of the Daomen has a very high status in the Daomen, and when he goes out to walk, he is also received by the high-standard reception of Taoist temples in various places, etc.

However, these are really a constraining shackles for the masters of the Dao Sect who are truly hermit cultivating, and now that they can break the shackles, many people are still happy from the bottom of their hearts.

More and more people on this side participated in cleaning up the battlefield, and more and more people on both sides of the river lost more than 10,000 men and horses, and it took three days to clean up the battlefield alone.

Just when everyone was busy, a new situation appeared on the side of the Left Guard Army, who was in charge of guarding the immortal grain.

Some people are unconsciously approaching the pile of grain under the pretext of protecting food.

No, it should be said that the square boxes are neatly stacked, which are the thousands of clever boxes specially made by Bai Fan Lingmo family, one is easy to carry, and the other is to prevent theft, unless the whole box is transported away, there is no special method, and these boxes cannot be opened.

Even if the box is stolen, I am afraid that the only way to smash it is to smash it violently.

"Huh? Wang Qi, what are you doing with the fire fold? Where did you get the fire fold? ”

An exclamation alarmed everyone who was silently cleaning up the battlefield.

When everyone looked up, they saw flames thrown on top of the boxes that had been drenched with fire oil.

At the same time, an exclamation came, and many people looked at their closest comrade-in-arms in disbelief, why? Why are you igniting the fire?

The fire ignited with a bang, and then the soldier named Wang Qi sneered: "Hehe, fool, the fire fold is naturally used to light the fire, and only this raging flame is suitable for this beautiful scene at this time." ”

The soldier next to him angrily drew his waist knife and cut Wang Qi down with one sword, and many soldiers followed and cut down the soldiers who lit the fire.

"Why? Why? This is immortal food, immortal food that can live countless people, didn't you tell me that your whole family was starved to death by seven people? ”

Wang Qi, who fell in a pool of blood, smiled cruelly: "Why?

Hum! Lao Tzu is not called Wang Qi at all, my name is Lu Qi, I am a person from the Lu family of Fanyang, not only me, but also them, either the Li family of Longxi or the Cui family of Qinghe, all have origins.

As for my whole family starving to death? Hahahaha, they were not starved to death, but brutally killed by the imperial army.

Immortal food? What about the innumerable number of living people? There are countless living people, but they don't live people from our families, what is the use of them? ”

"What's going on? Who set the fire? Hurry up and put out the fire, hurry up and put out the fire! Hou Junji looked back at the raging fire and shouted frantically.

Xue Wanjun was collecting the corpse of the Xuanjia Army, and when he looked up, he looked up, I damn it, my immortal food!

Desperate to rush over, take off their robes and go up to put out the fire, but the wooden grain boxes drenched with too much fire oil by hundreds of water bags caught fire everywhere, and before they could go up to the rescue, they were already on fire.

Hou Junji hugged Xue Wanjun who was about to rush to the fire, this thing is going crazy.

Xue Wanjun struggled for a long time, seeing that he couldn't be saved, he sat down on the ground dejectedly, thinking of the sacrifices of Zhang Shigui and Zhai Changsun, all for this bit of food, but now it's good, a handful of ashes.

Xue Wanjun, who was full of anger, turned around and threw Hou Junji to the ground, and punched Hou Junji with a fist, "Damn monkey, did you deliberately set the fire?" You return my fairy food, return my fairy food! That's the life of the Xuanjia Army, you pay us back! ”

Chapter 3!

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