Chapter 209: The Hidden Sects Gather Together

"You have to talk to the person who arranged this matter. It has nothing to do with me." Song Changming said with a smile.

"That's right. Next time I meet someone from Zhuji Pavilion, I will definitely talk to them about this matter." Li Pu muttered.

After the competition, Li Pu, who had given up, did not stay for long. He left in a hurry at the urging of the old servant and went to do business.

Of course, before leaving, he still had to say what he should say.

Li Pu had already regarded Song Changming as his lifelong enemy. In the future, he would find opportunities to compete with Song Changming and would not give up just like that.

Song Changming touched the cold snow lotus that was constantly exuding cold air. He did not object to Li Pu's challenge to him. He just said that he would have to make a more precious bet next time.

He asked Song Ping'an to seal the snow lotus and his eyes fell on this courtyard.

The four walls of the courtyard, including the house, were under Song Changming's intentional control and were not affected or damaged.

Only the flowers and plants in one yard were destroyed, and the bare yard looked very ugly.

This made Song Changming frown.

"I forgot to collect the compensation."

Outside the fog, more and more people gathered here.

This also included people sent by the hidden sects to investigate the situation.

Such as Jianya, Yuxu Cave, Jinlin Sect, Dizang Palace, Jiutian Cave, Fengxue Villa, etc., all sent first-class strong men to lead the team.

The masters of the Tianbang who are rarely seen on weekdays frequently appear here.

Of course, these people entered the territory of Wangyue Pavilion in advance according to the rules, and entered the territory only after obtaining the permission of Wangyue Pavilion.

If they entered at will without asking the opinion of Wangyue Pavilion, then as a hidden sect, such neglect would easily lead to unnecessary disputes.

In addition to these hidden sects, many famous sects in the world, such as the Giant Whale Sect, the Golden Sword Sect, and the Lingtian Palace, have also sent people here.

This place is a gathering of heroes. I am afraid that the scene of a world martial arts meeting is just like this.

"How about it, everyone, do you want to act together?" An old monk with a fat head and big ears, holding a Zen stick, led a group of yellow-robed monks, looked at everyone and asked leisurely.

Upon hearing this, everyone subconsciously looked at the team in the direction of Jianya.

Today, the world's number one martial arts master comes from Jianya.

Therefore, for so many years, Jianya has also tacitly recognized the leading force in the hidden sect.

Usually in such occasions, the people who have the most say will naturally be those who come from Jianya.

At this time, in the Jianya team, the young man with a green sword on his back was silent. He only glanced at everyone at the beginning and then retracted his gaze, looking uninterested in the surrounding things.

The man leading the team of Jianya looked quite young, but he was actually quite old. He was a middle-aged uncle wearing loose clothes named Dongfang Wei.

"This is the place of Wangyue Pavilion, and it is arranged by the master." Dongfang Wei smiled casually.

He didn't seem to care about his identity as the person in charge, and he gave up the right to speak and was happy to be idle.

On the other hand, Wangyue Pavilion had actually sent two exploration teams into the fog before, plus an important rescue team.

And this was already the fourth team they sent out.

Han Bodu was the leader of this team of 50 members, and he was also a powerful and experienced elder of Wangyue Pavilion.

He didn't refuse and said loudly.

"Everyone, we at Wangyue Pavilion have fought with the cultists in the fog before. There are more than one sect among them. Well-known foreign cult factions have appeared, including the remnants of the Ghost Knife Sect, which is extremely powerful!

I hope you will remember not to be careless after entering the fog. Whether to join forces with others depends on you. Wangyue Pavilion will not make any forced deployment."

"In this case, what are you waiting for, Uncle Lu, let's go in." Li Pu urged.

He is an impatient person, and what he hates most is such endless waiting and inaction.

If he leads the team, he will not stay here to discuss and waste time.

Rush directly into the fog to find the cultists in person is the fastest way to obtain detailed information.

"Sir, please don't act rashly after entering this fog. The old servant may not be able to protect you inside." Sun Lu said in a deep voice.

"I know, Uncle Lu, don't say that I am the same as those ruffians." Li Pu said helplessly.

Sun Lu was speechless.

It was because Li Pu occasionally did things that were too outrageous and outrageous that he reminded him like this.

If not, the owner of Fengxue Mountain Villa would not have repeatedly told him to keep a close eye on him when he went out.

"Everyone, go ahead." Dongfang Wei of Jianya said first, leading a group of elite swordsmen and stepping into the fog.

"Let's go." A black-bearded strong man wearing light golden armor, carrying two Xuanhua axes, and a group of armored soldiers also stepped into the fog.

His name is Hong Chang. He has not spoken just now. He is a strong man from the hidden sect Jinlin Sect.

Soon, all the teams of the hidden sects entered one after another, but they did not mention the matter of joining forces.

They all have their own confidence and strength, and they believe that they can deal with various dangers.

"The people from this hidden sect really don't care whether we live or die. They didn't even look at us!"

"Forget it. They are not always like this. They are always so difficult to approach."

"This time, we can just join forces. If we find the mist gold, we will share the benefits!"

"Okay!"

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The remaining martial arts sects and forces communicated with each other.

They don't have the confidence of a hidden sect, so it's better to seek cooperation to reduce risks.

As these teams enter, there are also a few wanderers who come here one after another.

Some of them resolutely step into the fog and are determined to kill those foreign enemies. Some are still afraid and choose to give up halfway and turn around and leave. Some hesitate and linger in front of the fog.

There are also those who just come here to join in the fun, chase the hot spots, and watch from the sidelines.

There are all kinds of people.

And the fog that is surrounded doesn't care about these. It is still slowly surging, constantly expanding and swallowing up acres of land.

It is rumored that fog beasts and fog are in a symbiotic relationship.

The more fog beasts gather, the thicker the fog will be here, and the faster the fog will expand.

On the contrary, as long as the fog beasts are eliminated, the fog will slow down, even stagnate, and finally retreat like a wave.

Therefore, this time, the team stepped into the fog, not only to kill the evil cult's external enemies, but also to eliminate the fog beasts under the fog.

This is definitely not something that can be completed in two or three days, but it is the only way to solve this crisis.

"I didn't expect that I would see this fog again just after coming out." Zhao Dongming approached, looking at the endless fog that covered the sky from afar, smelling the familiar smell, and scratched his head helplessly.

"Aren't you worried that the fog gold on you is running out? It's just right to see if you can prepare some more this time." Liu Xiangnan drew his sword and walked straight forward.

"Okay."

Not long after, the roar of the giant beast came from the fog. It didn't know where it came from, and it seemed to be coming from all directions.

Liu's house.

Liu Yan'er looked at Liu Dingsheng, who was lying in bed, with a little sadness on her face.

Since practicing martial arts, Liu Dingsheng has not been sick for a long time, let alone falling ill like this.

Liu Yan'er knew very well that her grandfather, the only relative in the world, was about to die.

Birth, aging, illness and death, no matter how strong a warrior was, it was difficult to escape this eternal cycle and the fate that had been set long ago.

Therefore, in the past two years, she would go down the mountain to visit her grandfather whenever she had the chance, and chose to accompany Liu Dingsheng as much as possible to complete the last journey.

"Don't worry, Miss, Old Liu just caught a little cold, and he will be fine after taking medicine and resting for two nights." Liu Ziwen comforted him.

Liu Yan'er nodded silently and walked into the yard. When Song Changming was about to say something, a snow-white bird flew over and landed in her hands.

When Liu Yan'er saw the bird, her face changed slightly under her veil.

"Master called me back."

Originally, she wanted to stay in the city for a few more days, but now she could only leave as soon as possible.

"Brother Song, if there is anything wrong with grandpa, please let me know as soon as possible." Liu Yan'er said to Song Changming before leaving.

"Okay." Song Changming nodded in agreement.

In the past two years, Liu Yan'er frequently visited the Liu residence and met more often, so the two of them became quite familiar with each other.

Liu Yan'er now calls Song Changming, and also calls him Song Weichang, then Song Gongzi, and now Song Da Ge, which shows that their friendship has progressed.

The day after Liu Yan'er left, Liu Dingsheng took the precious medicine and his condition was much better, and his complexion was much rosier.

In the evening.

Liu Dingsheng stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moon in the sky, a little absent-minded.

"Changming, do you still remember the agreement between you and me?" He said slowly.

"Remember." Song Changming responded, he naturally knew what Liu Dingsheng said.

"I will abide by what I promised."

Liu Dingsheng's face relaxed a little after hearing this.

"Then I'm relieved."