Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 614

Chapter 614: Taking on a Mission in a Time of Crisis

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and the day went on just like any other.

Fang Xing was planting an evergreen tree, and at this time, he also had a sense of urgency in his heart.

After the seedlings were planted, he no longer had any reservations and directly used his magical powers plus his [Plant Growth] talent.

In an instant!

This sapling grows vigorously and becomes stronger…

It seemed as if a hundred years had passed in an instant, and it had turned into a hundred-year-old tree!
“It matured a hundred years in an instant?”

The eyes of several disciples who were assisting him jumped: “Such a magical power… is not the head of Shennong Hall?”

“The last node has also been completed…”

Fang Xing released his senses and could see dots of green light spreading all over Qingmuling.

Of course, it was impossible for him to plant all the evergreen trees on Qingmuling in such a short period of time.

However, many key nodes have their own influence, which, combined with the existing wild forests and their own natural affinity, is enough to form a large “forest sanctuary” that encompasses the entire sect.

“I just don’t know… who will be the first to be defeated by this trick?”

Fang Xing’s mind moved: “However, it’s better to wait until my Druid reaches level 20…”

For the Druid class, there is a leap every 5 levels.

A level 20 druid is equivalent to the Sun God True Lord in this world!
If he has the assistance of the Forest Holy Land, he will not be afraid even if he faces a great cultivator in the middle or late stage of the Sun God.

At this moment, a rapid bell rang!
It was intense and short… before long, it exceeded forty-nine rings.

Not only that!

The bell rang without any sign of stopping, and continued as if urging someone to die.

“What?”

A hint of surprise appeared on Fang Xing’s face, and he rode a beam of light to the ancestral hall.

Today, most of Qingmuling’s forces are on the front lines, and there are very few monks in the Patriarch’s Hall.

He took a quick look and found that the only familiar faces were Fei Yong and Min Zinong, so he nodded and greeted them.

Fei Yong naturally greeted him with a smile. Min Zinong had already been transferred and had no conflict of interest with him, so he also smiled back.

Fang Xing looked forward and his eyes twitched slightly.

I saw that two of the three green jade cushions were empty, and the remaining one belonged to Green Jade Boy.

However, the strongest Yin Shen Zhenren in Qingmuling looked quite embarrassed at this moment. Not only was his breath weak and he seemed to be seriously injured, but even the wooden sword behind him was broken.

His expression was no longer as calm as before, but instead contained a hint of fear, like a frightened bird.

A green light flashed, and the figure of Patriarch Qingmu emerged, his face as dark as water, and his eyes also held a hint of fear and confusion.

“Stop talking nonsense. The front line is over. Immediately activate the ‘Spark Plan’… All disciples, break out separately.”

Patriarch Qingmu waved his hands, seeming very tired.

“What?”

This statement was simply earth-shattering!
“How come the front line supported by our ten great factions of good and evil was defeated?”

Fei Yong stood up, not caring about seniority or hierarchy, and said blankly.

“As expected, they were defeated. Not only were they defeated, but they were defeated miserably, and massively… Did Elder Qingmu even have no hope of defending his lair? So he broke out directly?”

Fang Xing’s heart moved.

Qingmuling has a large formation where every tree and grass is an enemy. Although it performed mediocrely in the last battle with the Blood Shadow Sect, the ancestor Qingmu had not taken action at that time and was more concerned about preserving his strength.

Theoretically speaking, if the mountain protection formation of this large sect is fully unleashed, it can be enough to resist a True Lord Yangshen for a long time.

If among them is Patriarch Qingmu, a master of the initial stage of Yangshen, he will be able to deal with the siege of several cultivators of the same level!

But now, everything has to be abandoned!
The situation below was in chaos, but Patriarch Qingmu closed his eyes and didn’t want to say more.

Qing Yuzi said dejectedly, “It’s over! It’s all over… The left envoy of the Killing Cult turned out to be a great cultivator in the late Yang God realm. Not only that, he also brought a divine weapon… On the battlefield, he directly captured and killed the ancestor of the middle Yang God realm of the Feijian Sect, as well as the Yang God ancestor of the Driving Corpse Sect and the Yang God refined corpse… The other several Yang God True Lords on our side were all defeated after joining forces!”

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks were like ducks with their necks strangled, and all of them lost their voices.

“The Yang God’s later stage?”

Min Zinong murmured, “There is no such great cultivator in the entire Fangwai Land.”

Among the ten great sects of good and evil, Feijian Sect is recognized as the strongest, because it has an ancestor in the middle stage of Yangshen, who is also a sword cultivator!
But how could such a powerful person be captured and killed in a battle?

Min Zinong suddenly reacted: “Where is my uncle?”

His uncle is now on the front line!
Speaking of which, it was all tears. When the Min Hall Master saw Fang Xing’s promotion to the Dao Foundation Stage, he felt a sense of crisis.

Even if they reached a gentleman’s agreement, they were still afraid that Fang Xing would turn against them and snatch the position of hall master.

As a result, he actively went to the front line, showed his face in front of the sect’s top leaders, and gained military merits.

Given his level of cultivation, as long as he is careful and doesn’t encounter a major defeat, the danger is not particularly great.

But who could have thought that they would be in danger of being wiped out?
In comparison, Fang Xing was devoted to the sect’s logistics and had never been to a battlefield.

I will accept it even if I am seen as a coward.

Looking back at it now, it seems particularly wise.

The corners of Qing Yuzi’s mouth twitched, as if he was chewing a bitter fruit: “The Killing Sect secretly arranged a super-large ceremony. Under the scope of the ceremony, the two Yin Gods of our sect, as well as many Dao Foundation and Qi Sensing disciples… none of them were spared!”

Even he almost lost his life there. If the ancestor hadn’t helped him, he might have died completely.

“Okay, time is running out. The Feijian Sect’s headquarters has been destroyed, and the Killing Sect is attacking the Corpse Driving Sect’s mountain gate. They will also come to wipe out Qingmuling…”

Patriarch Qingmu suddenly opened his eyes, and two lightning bolts seemed to flash across the sky: “Let’s split up and break out immediately…”

In fact, the sect’s true core and treasures had already begun to be transferred at this time.

The reason why he ordered these disciples to break out separately was just to increase the target and ensure the safety of the real fire.

“Well, first destroy the Feijian Sect, then fight the Corpse Driving Sect, and by the way, wipe out Qingmu Ridge… It really is as fierce as a tiger!”

Fang Xing sighed in his heart, and then he thought: “This seems to be my chance?”

He stepped out of the line and bowed deeply: “Ancestor… I don’t have much time left. I am willing to defend Qingmu Ridge to the death and buy time for my fellow disciples.”

“What?”

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Fei Yong and Qing Yuzi, but even Patriarch Qingmu glanced at Fang Xing.

He had never paid much attention to this disciple, but with his cultivation in the late stage of Dao foundation, it seemed that he could be of some use if combined with the formation, and could delay the attack of the Killing Sect.

“I didn’t expect that there would be fragrant grass within five steps… When the sect was destroyed, I could still see such a loyal person. It’s a pity… It seems that his life span is not long…”

Patriarch Qingmu nodded secretly. When a great force is destroyed, those who are willing to be buried with it are often the elderly.

The first is that the old man spends more time with the sect, and the second is that the old man doesn’t have many days left to live.

It’s better to die gloriously than to die in a cowardly way!
“Senior Brother…”

Fei Yong looked at Fang Xing in surprise, feeling as if he had to get to know this monk of his grandfather’s generation all over again.

Min Zinong was moved but also a little ashamed.

But he was in his prime and would definitely not stay to die with the sect.

“Disciple is willing!”

“Disciple also wishes…”

After Fang Xing stepped out, several other Taoist monks came out. They were all extremely old and looked like antiques who would not live for many years.

In fact, his cultivation is not as good as Fang Xing’s.

“Okay, I will never forget your contributions to the sect!”

Patriarch Qingmu must have taken advantage of the situation and swept Qingyuzi away again.

Qing Yuzi coughed, and a green token appeared in his hand: “This is the token of our sect leader… Fang Xing!”

“The disciple is here.”

Fang Xing stepped out.

“I will pass this order to you. With this order, you can control the Great Array of All Trees and Grasses Are Soldiers… From today on, you are the 36th generation leader of the Qingmu Sect.”

“Yes, sir.”

Fang Xing seemed to take a deep breath and took the token.

The leader’s token is pure green all over, as if it was carved from green wood, and has a faint scent of grass and wood.

He stroked the token with his palm, muttering in his heart: “Okay… very good, let’s part ways in peace. Qingmu Ridge’s strong claim belongs to me. Even if you come back to ask for it later, I won’t give it to you…”

Once the throne is passed down, it is unlikely to be taken back. For details, please refer to the cases of Emperor Huizong of Song and Emperor Qinzong of Song, and Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and Emperor Suzong of Tang…

…

Aoki Ridge moved quickly.

Just half an hour later, countless lights flew out of the mountains and fled in different directions.

The entire sect became deserted in an instant.

There was still chaos in many places, and there seemed to be signs of smashing, looting and burning.

Fang Xing doesn’t care about this.

Anyway, all he cared about was planting trees, and when it came time to escape, most of the disciples scrambled for elixirs, elixirs, talisman money, magical instruments and other things that were easy to carry, and no one would think of cutting down a few trees and carrying them.

Outside the Patriarch’s Hall, Fang Xing looked at the Qi-sensing disciples who stayed behind.

Well, as the saying goes, when disaster strikes, everyone flees. Now that the sect is about to be destroyed, there are not many people who dare to stay and die with the sect.

However, there were a few people among them who didn’t look that old, which made Fang Xing feel a little strange.

He looked at the Taoist monks who followed him and picked one out from among them: “Fei Yong, why are you still here?”

“I have already sent a letter asking my family to flee, and I will naturally follow you, Grandpa Fang.”

Fei Yong seemed to have a clear mind, his eyes gleaming with a determined light, and he said in a voice transmission: “Grandpa Fang…if you have anything to say, just tell me, I will follow you.”

“You… don’t think I’m ready to surrender?”

Fang Xing was somewhat amused and confused: “That’s really a case of being too clever for one’s own good.”

He somewhat understood why some of the immortal disciples chose to stay. It was because they knew that escaping would be a risk of death and they wanted to surrender directly.

Even though the legend of the Killing Sect says that they don’t want to take prisoners, what if?
Those who practice Taoism never lack the courage to fight at the critical moment.

If the Killing Sect hadn’t been so badly known, there would be ten or a hundred times more people like Fei Yong!
“What’s more… Patriarch Qingmu wouldn’t watch us surrender.”

Fang Xing took out the Qingmu Order and applied a little force.

The token shattered with a sound, and a streak of blood light emerged from it: “Did you see it? This is a hidden sacrificial formation… When it is activated, all of us who are left behind will be sacrifices. We will use our blood, spirits and souls to increase the power of the formation, just to delay the Killing Sect for a while…”

“Damn it…”

Fei Yong’s eyes widened, but he had nothing to say.

After all, he ‘voluntarily’ stayed to live and die with the sect!
With the thought of just in case, he looked at Fang Xing: “Grandpa Fang, why did you stay?”

He just couldn’t believe that Fang Xing was such a loyal person!

Fang Xing laughed, no longer concealing his aura, and a wave of Yin Shen emanated from him: “I have already cultivated Yin Shen and achieved the magical power of ‘Blood and Flesh Derivation’, so naturally I sent my blood essence out long ago…”

Fei Yong: “…”

(End of this chapter)