Nanchen practiced for a whole afternoon, but there was no major improvement in his realm.

It only adds some mysterious energy reserves.

After all, after reaching the fifth level of the Xuan level.

Every time you improve your cultivation level, it is very difficult.

The more you go, the more difficult it will be.

The gap in realm is naturally larger.

At the twelfth level of the Yellow Level in Nanchen, you can fight against the masters of the fifth level of the Xuan level.

But now Nanchen is the seventh level of the Xuan level, but the conventional Taoist practice can only fight against the nineth level of the Xuan level and even the first level of the Earth level.

From this we can see that in the future, the power gap at each level will double.

After practicing, walk out of the room.

Uncle Jiu was not here, Wencai was humming alone.

Seeing Nanchen leaving the room, he happily asked Nanchen to teach him to sing.

Say the songs sung by Nanchen are good...

In this way, Nanchen quietly passed by three more days at Baishamen.

Nanchen was injured on the outside and basically recovered.

The blood and energy have also recovered.

The combat power has reached the eighth level of peak work.

That afternoon, the White Shaman disciples began to send orders everywhere, asking all the fellow disciples of the White Shaman to gather in the square later.

Nanchen, who received the news, asked the White Sword disciple:

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know if something happened in such an urgent situation?"

The White Sword disciples didn't know much about it:

"I don't know this. It was the head of the sect who asked us to pass on the order and said that there was something big."

After saying that, the White Sword disciple left in a hurry.

Looking at his back, Wencai couldn't help but speak to Uncle Jiu beside him:

"Master, what are you talking about? Could it be the Onmyoji master from the Jiuju Sect that is about to attack the mountain again?"

Uncle Jiu grinned:

"I'm afraid it's not Jiuju's faction that came to attack the mountain, but we are going to attack Jiuju's faction..."

Upon hearing this, Nanchen hurriedly turned around and looked at Uncle Jiu and said:

"Master, how can we explain this? We are going to counterattack?"

"No, Master, we only gather a few hundred people here now.

But it is said that the strongholds of the Jiuju Sect include not only Fusang Onmyoji, but also Maoshan Demonic Dao and Wan Gu Sect.

We have few people, so we will definitely not be able to get it if we pass by..."

Wencai agreed.

Uncle Jiu did not answer directly, with a faint smile:

"Yes, we'll know when we go, let's go..."

After saying that, Uncle Jiu left the courtyard directly.

Nan Chen and Wencai looked at each other and quickly followed them out.

As soon as I got outside, I saw Taoist Master Simu, Jiale, Qingqing, Master Ikki and others.

They also got the message and were going to the square together now.

Everyone met and walked straight to the square.

Along the way, except for the White Sword disciples.

All the colleagues who arrived here appeared one after another.

Shu, Hunan, Jin, etc.

Whether there are sects or no sects, everyone comes here with a heart of defending the way.

In less than twenty minutes, about 400 people gathered in front of the entire Baishamen Square.

About 300 of them were all fellow travelers from all over the country.

There are only a hundred people, and they are still disciples of Baishamen.

The square was talking about what was going on.

"Brother Ma, what's the matter? Suddenly everyone gathered together!"

"That's all right, something big must have happened."

"Is it possible that the Onmyoji in the Jiuju Sect has been moved?"

"It is possible that if they want to open our Jiuzhou portal, they have to shake Baishamen first."

"Damn it, the Onmyoji of the Jiuju Sect came, and I was the first to jump out and destroy the fuck!"

“…”

The colleagues from all sides have been grinding their fists and can no longer resist the desire to fight.

Nan Chen and others are standing with Uncle Jiu, Taoist Master Simu, Jiufing God Ni, Master Shuihe, Taoist Master Qianhe and others.

He was also communicating in a low voice.

A disciple of the White Sword suddenly came to the crowd.

Please join the seniors such as Jiu Uncle, Jiufing God Ni, Shuihe Master, Mamadi, and Master Ikkyu into the hall.

In addition to them, there are also some who are of high seniority and high qualifications.

They were all invited to the hall.

In the square, there are some juniors or casual cultivators with not very high cultivation.

Judging from this situation, there is obviously a big change.

Eight out of ten, this is going to start a war.

"Nanchen, there must be a war.

If I guess correctly, this time we should take the initiative to attack Jiuju's sect, a stronghold fifty miles away."

Shangguan Ronghui suddenly spoke to Nanchen.

Seeing her say this, Nanchen asked curiously:

"Ronghui, how can you be so sure?"

Shangguan Ronghui smiled faintly:

"You want to!

After the last defeat in Jiuju's faction, his vitality was severely damaged.

I must be waiting for the Fuso headquarters to replenish new combat power.

At the same time, we will rest and wait for the second attack on Baishamen.

But in recent days, I have been on duty.

There was no movement near Kunshan.

I think it must be that Bai Shamen planned to do it in advance.

Didn’t it be said about military tactics?

Instead of waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative.

If you catch your opponent off guard, it may have a miraculous effect..."

Shangguan Ronghui whispered his thoughts.

Nanchen nodded, feeling something was right.

White Salmon, no matter how he defends.

The overall strength is definitely not up.

As long as one or more powerful people in the heavenly level appear on the opponent, the White Swords still cannot hold on.

Instead of surviving like this, I was worried every day that when would the opponent attack the mountain and when would he harass him.

Spend in shadows like opponents.

It’s better to attack your opponent and catch him off guard, and perhaps there will be a turning point in winning.
To be continued...