Chapter 57: The Red Dragon Cult Arrives The old man stood one step away from the foot of Beiquan Mountain and could vaguely feel that this mountain was different from the surrounding ones. There were lush and green vegetation in the mountains, and vegetation growing everywhere on the cliffs. There seem to be more birds in the mountains than outside. "Could it be that the spiritual spring in the mountain has revived?" The old man looked for a long time but did not take the step in front of him. Then he took a few steps and arrived at the Divine Eagle Guard’s base. In the camp, all the soldiers were wearing helmets and armor and holding sharp swords. Liu Guanliang, the newly transferred deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, stood in front of the military tent. To his right, two soldiers were kneeling on the ground with their hands twisted behind their backs. "We, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard, shoulder the emperor's orders and should be fearless and brave to kill the enemy in return for the emperor's grace. With the enemy at the gate, these two escaped and disrupted the morale of the army. They should be killed today to restore military discipline!" "General, please spare my life! General, please spare my life." "General, we are not afraid of death, but that is above the Grandmaster. We are no more than a thousand people, and our cultivation is only Zhenwu. Even if we form the Divine Eagle Formation, we are no match for the Grandmaster. The court has not yet received any reinforcements, and has given up on us. Rather than waiting to die here, it is better to endure the humiliation and survive, so that we can repay the emperor's grace with our bodies one day."
"Shut up! You still dare to talk nonsense! Execute me!" At the command, a knife flashed, two heads fell, and blood spurted out. The soldiers present were all terrified. Having joined the Imperial Guard, their lives were entrusted to the imperial court. Military orders were as heavy as a mountain, and anyone who escaped from the battlefield would be put to death! Liu Guanliang looked around and said in a deep voice after a moment: "Everyone return to their formation!" "promise!" All the soldiers lined up and returned to their respective guard posts. Liu Guanliang glanced at the head on the ground and waved his hand, and a soldier came over to pick up the body. He walked to the highest point of the military camp and looked at the road coming from the outside of the mountain. There were secret sentries over there who would send out a message once they detected any trace of the Red Dragon Cult. After standing for a long time, Liu Guanliang suddenly saw a figure beside him. His heart skipped a beat and he naturally drew the long sword from his waist. The personal guards standing ten feet behind Liu Guanliang were stunned at first, and then they noticed that someone had appeared beside the general without them noticing. They were shocked and angry, and they all drew their weapons. "Don't be impatient!" The old man spoke in a calm voice. As soon as he finished speaking, all the soldiers around him became dazed and stopped what they were doing. At this time, the old man took out a five-clawed golden dragon order and showed it to Liu Guanliang. Liu Guanliang regained consciousness and saw the token clearly. He quickly sheathed his sword and knelt on one knee. "Divine Eagle Guard Deputy Commander Liu Guanliang greets... Senior!" The old man in green said in a gentle tone, "Get up. His Majesty has asked me to come here to deal with the Red Dragon Cult. General, please lead the Divine Eagle Guards to leave this place first." Liu Guanliang was stunned and said hesitantly: "Senior, I, the Divine Eagle Guard, am responsible for guarding the seal of the Demon Realm here. If we leave now, won't we be handing this place over to the Red Dragon Cult?" The old man in green smiled slightly: "The people coming from the Red Dragon Sect this time are all masters. Even I dare not say that I can protect your lives during the battle. If you stay here, you will lose your lives in vain. Instead of this, it is better to stay here and be useful." Liu Guanliang was still a little hesitant.
The old man in green clothes said again: "Don't worry, since I hold the Golden Dragon Order, this statement represents what your majesty said, and it is also considered a royal order." Liu Guanliang placed his right hand across his chest: "As ordered!" …… On the official road, in a roadside teahouse. The Red Dragon followers rest here. A cold light flashed, and a head flew into the sky. It was the teahouse owner. Zuo Qiu held the knife horizontally, wiped the blood off the blade, and chuckled, "You are just a True Martial Realm, and you dare to learn how to poison others." He picked up the tea on the table, gulped it down, smacked his lips, and said unsatisfactorily: "This Wutou Duanchang Powder tastes too bad." The leader of the Red Dragon Cult, Si Zhiyu, came over and searched the waist of the deceased, took out a token, and said: "He is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley." "The Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons? With this level of poison usage, you dare to call it the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons?" Si Zhiyu smiled and said, "Your Excellency has a broad vision, so he naturally doesn't take it seriously. However, in Daqian, the Ten Thousand Poison Valley can barely be considered a first-class sect." "Forget it, these are just some small minions, no need to say more. Sect Leader Si, how far is it to Beiquan Mountain?" "It should take another half an hour!" Zuo Qiu's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty cold light, and he grinned and said, "It's so close, I can't wait. Let's go, everyone, let's get going! After we get to Beiquan Mountain, we can go to the capital of Daqian tonight to have some fun!" …… Gu Yuanqing stood on the hillside of Beiquan Mountain, from where he could just see the military camp below and the road leading to Beiquan Mountain. "It seems that all these imperial guards have withdrawn. Has the imperial court given up on this place?" Gu Yuanqing was wondering when he suddenly saw the old man in green. At this moment, the old man in green turned around and looked. Their eyes met. Gu Yuanqing was at a loss to describe this pair of eyes. They seemed as calm as water without any ripples, but in a trance, there seemed to be a hidden meaning of Tao in them, which was extremely deep. "This is a master!" Gu Yuanqing recalled that he should have seen the old man the first time he looked towards the military camp, but it was not until this moment that he was truly surprised to find this person standing here. It was as if it was not Gu Yuanqing who saw him, but it was only at this moment that the old man let Gu Yuanqing see himself. "My dear friend, why don't you come down and have a chat?" The old man's voice was not loud, just like a normal conversation, but it could be clearly heard by Gu Yuanqing across hundreds of meters. Gu Yuanqing bowed to the old man from a distance and said, "If you want to talk, why don't you come to this mountain? The scenery here is better." "Gu Yuanqing?" "Yes, that's right." The old man in green nodded, stopped talking, turned around and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back.
Gu Yuanqing did not leave either. He jumped up lightly, climbed onto a big tree and sat on it. A group of monkeys covered with soft and thick golden hair jumped among the trees, and a pile of wild fruits were brought to Gu Yuanqing by the Monkey King. Gu Yuanqing took the fruit, touched its head and smiled: "Go, don't stay here." The monkey king let out a soft roar, and the monkeys jumped away from tree to tree, chirping again. The old man in green seemed to have noticed the scene on the mountain and looked back with a little surprise. Gu Yuanqing smiled back. Time passed little by little, Gu Yuanqing sat leisurely among the trees waiting quietly. Occasionally, when he was thirsty, tea would come to him as soon as he thought about it. As it was almost 9 o'clock, the sound of horse hooves came from afar. Gu Yuanqing stood up and looked from afar. Then he saw more than a hundred people riding horses. They were wearing hooded robes, and were dressed exactly like the people from the Red Dragon Sect that Gu Yuanqing saw that night. Gu Yuanqing's eyes quickly locked onto a burly man standing on top of a carriage. This man's clothes were different from those around him. He carried a long sword on his shoulder, his long hair and clothes were flying, and the carriage was shaking, but his body was as steady as a rock, standing still. He grinned, his smile was wanton and wild, as if no one in the world mattered to him! Please recommend votes, monthly votes, and support for the new book~~ (End of this chapter)