I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 292 Encirclement of the Mountain

While the Mo family members were working day and night to produce a new batch of Mo Xia swords for the Shenwu Pavilion.

Li Jing, who was far away in Qizhou, finally ended his long campaign and rushed back to Cangling City, covered in dust.

At this moment, he returned to Cangling City lightly armed with his personal guards. Although his face was covered in the dust of battle, it could not hide his heroic spirit.

Upon hearing the news, Su Ye personally went to the main hall of the governor's mansion to meet Li Jing.

"Thank you for your hard work, pharmacist!"

"The Pharmacist's expedition to Qizhou this time resulted in the capture of the King of Qi. Congratulations to the Pharmacist!"

The moment Li Jing stepped into the hall, Su Ye went up to him, grasped his hand tightly, and said with emotion.

"My lord, you flatter me. I was merely fulfilling the duties of a military general."

"Without the unwavering support and trust of my lord, Jing would not have been able to achieve what he has today."

Li Jing bowed slightly and said in a deep voice.

The two looked at each other and smiled, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

Then, Su Ye led Li Jing to his seat, and the banquet began.

The two clinked glasses and drank heartily, making the atmosphere at the banquet even more lively.

Afterwards, Su Ye introduced Li Jing to the recent development of Shenwu Pavilion and its future plans.

When the Mo family members were talking about rushing to make a new batch of Mo Xia swords for the Shenwu Pavilion, a hint of admiration flashed in Li Jing's eyes.

"The Mohist school's skills are indeed well-deserved; their ability to forge such exquisite weapons is truly admirable."

Li Jing toyed with the Mo Xia sword that Su Ye had handed him and sighed.

He was previously one of the Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust.

He naturally understood how much a finely crafted sword like the Ink Swordsman's Sword could enhance a martial arts practitioner's abilities.

"Yes, the ingenuity and skill of the Mohists are truly breathtaking."

"With these excellent weapons, I believe the strength of the Divine Martial Pavilion will reach a new level."

Su Ye nodded and smiled.

The two chatted and laughed, and before they knew it, it was late at night.

After the banquet, Su Ye personally escorted Li Jing to the gate of the mansion.

The moonlight shone on the two of them, casting a silvery glow on their figures.

...

Meanwhile, on Yuzhou in the northern border region of the Great Qian Dynasty.

At this time, within the Zixia Daoist sect, which ranked among the top three in the northern region of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Located atop Luoxia County in Yuzhou, it is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

At this moment, the atmosphere within the Taoist sect was unusually oppressive.

"Something terrible has happened, Sect Leader!"

"Down the mountain...down the mountain is full of Night Fury!"

A disciple dressed in the robes of the Zixia Daoist sect hurriedly ran into the sect's main hall.

The leader of the Zixia Dao Sect was startled, and a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He slowly stood up, gathered his inner energy, and leaped into the air.

Reaching the highest point of the main hall, we looked out into the distance.

On the road below the mountain, banners blotted out the sun, and iron cavalry moved like a flowing river.

That was the Night King's Night Fiend Army, which had completely surrounded the Zixia Dao Sect.

Previously, when Si Ruokong and others from the Great Qian Dynasty launched a surprise attack on the Flame King and beheaded him.

The Night King, who was already vaguely in a defensive posture against the Flame King, had already sent his Celestials to provide support.

However, before they even left Yuzhou, they were stopped by the Celestial Ancestor of the Zixia Daoist Sect.

Therefore, under the influence of Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi, it is time for the Night King, who has already made up his mind, to settle accounts.

To repel external threats, one must first secure internal stability.

First, we should eliminate the traitors within Yuzhou who have clearly sided with Daqian!

The entire Zixia Taoist sect was shrouded in gloom at this moment, and the disciples looked at each other, at a loss.

They knew that the Night King's Night Fury army was brave and skilled in battle, and renowned throughout Jade Island. Their arrival must be for ill intentions.

The sect leader took a deep breath. He had to stabilize the situation. For the future of the sect, he had to step forward.

"Everyone, there is no need to panic. Our Zixia Daoist sect has weathered many storms. Today's predicament is merely a test on our path of cultivation."

He turned to his disciples and spoke.

However, despite what the leader said, everyone knew the truth in their hearts.

The Night Fiend Army is coming with great force, and the Zixia Taoist Sect will face an unprecedented challenge.

As night fell, moonlight shone on the mountain gate of the Zixia Taoist sect, illuminating the tightly closed gate.

The Night Fury were like a black torrent, gleaming with a cold light under the moonlight.

Their armor clanged crisply in the silent night, as if announcing their impending fate.

The Zixia Taoist sect, like a lone boat in a storm, is about to face an unknown fate.

The disciples of the Zixia Daoist sect stared nervously down the mountain, knowing that this would be the most difficult battle of their lives.

"Order all disciples to prepare!"

The leader of the Zixia Daoist sect solemnly instructed the elder beside him.

His gaze was firm, his face serious, and an unshakable aura emanated from him, as majestic as a mountain.

Upon hearing this, the elder immediately bowed and replied, "Yes, Sect Leader!"

He then turned and hurriedly left to convey the sect leader's orders.

The sect leader gazed into the distance, looking at the menacing Night Fiend Army below the mountain, and sighed inwardly: This calamity has finally come.

The sect leader took a deep breath, gathered his inner strength, and his figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star, quickly heading towards the back mountain of the Zixia Dao Sect.

He knew that they needed greater power to fight off the Night King's attack.

The Celestial Ancestor who was cultivating in seclusion on the back mountain was their last hope.

This is where the Celestial Ancestor cultivated in seclusion.

Behind the mountain, passing through pine forests and over ridges, the sect leader landed gently in front of a secluded cave.

We arrived at a secluded spot in the back mountains.

He slowly walked into the cave. The cave was dimly lit, but a mysterious and unpredictable atmosphere permeated the air.

There was an old man with white hair, dressed in a Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged on a huge rock with his eyes closed.

A faint purple aura swirled around him, as if he had merged with heaven and earth.

"Ancestor, your disciple has something to ask of you."

The sect leader said respectfully.

A moment later, a long sigh came from inside the cave, and then a figure slowly got up.

He was an elderly man with white hair and beard, a kind face, but eyes as deep as the sea.

He was the Celestial Ancestor of the Zixia Daoist Sect, a legendary figure.

"What's making you so flustered?"

The Celestial Ancestor spoke slowly, his voice revealing a sense of majesty.

The sect leader took a deep breath and gave a detailed report on the Night Fiend Army's siege of the sect.

His tone was grave, and his face was full of worry.

"Alas...the world is in chaos now. Where in this world can one find a peaceful place to soothe the mind and body?"

The Celestial Ancestor sighed softly, his eyes revealing deep worry.

The leader of the Zixia Taoist sect stood solemnly, looking deeply worried.

"This matter is of utmost importance. Since the Night King dares to openly besiege my Zixia Dao Sect, he must have been planning this for a long time and has already made up his mind."

Upon hearing this, the Celestial Ancestor frowned, pondered for a long time, and then slowly spoke.

"Ancestor, what should we do now?"

The sect leader's heart tightened, and he asked urgently.

"You don't need to worry too much. My Zixia Daoist sect has been passed down for thousands of years and has weathered many storms. We have our own ways of dealing with this."

"Back then, our patriarch founded the Taoist sect in a chaotic world. He endured countless hardships and dangers, yet he always stood firm."

"How can today's predicament possibly defeat us?"

The Celestial Ancestor took a deep breath, tightened his grip on his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice:

His words revealed an unwavering determination.

It seems to penetrate the dust of time, giving people a sense of ancient and majestic aura.

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