Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 249 Northern Sword Pavilion

On the big rock, Wolf One stood majestically. The wolf king was full of vigor and commanded the Silver Wolf Guards to hunt the bears.

Yijiu, who was sitting next to him, watched the fighting on the battlefield and said to Wolf One, "Don't worry, let Wolf Two and the others warm up first and get familiar with their own strength before launching a fierce attack. We don't seek to kill the enemy, but to hone our hunting skills."

When the wolf heard this, he nodded, let out a "wool", and gave the order again.

The Silver Wolf Guard responded and changed the rhythm of the attack, from slapping the black bear that was nearly three meters away with one claw, to the usual attack mode, which was to attack based on physical fitness, without mobilizing demonic power, and only a little mobilization of blood and energy.

"Roar" Facing the siege of 29 silver wolves, the two demon bears roared continuously, but they did not dare to leave the group to fight the silver wolves alone. They could only command the group and fight and retreat.

"Swish, swish, swish" a white shadow leaped over, and its sharp claws brought up splashes of blood and flesh and screams, like a sharp knife cutting meat.

"That's right. Don't rush for success. Use your own advantages to inflict physical and psychological damage on the enemy, and then..." Yijiu started the battlefield teaching mode to Wolf.

The wolf pack's fighting power, tactics, coordination and discipline are beyond doubt.

But the Silver Wolf Guards were domesticated since childhood and did not learn from the wolf pack or hunt in a team.

Therefore, if you want to achieve the combat quality of a wild wolf pack, you need to summarize combat experience over time and grow from battles.

This is also the reason why the old patriarch asked Yijiu and Yihuo to bring the Silver Wolf Guard out hunting.

A wolf pack without actual combat experience is not a good wolf pack, because when it comes to battle, the wolf pack will have only strength but will not be able to fully display its strength due to lack of actual combat experience.

At this time, Yifeng acted as the wolf master. He passed on his understanding of wolf pack tactics to Wolf One, accelerating his growth and turning him into a qualified wolf king.

Of course, this is based on the fact that wolves can understand human language.

The night lights flicker, the breeze blows, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air. Groups of elf butterflies are happily collecting pollen on the river bank, and the colorful light emitted by their wings illuminates the river bank with colorful colors.

Villagers walked in groups of three or five along the river bank, some talking and laughing, some fishing, looking calm and peaceful.

However, all this was broken when a stream of light whistled in from afar.

The stream of light that came into view made the guards look tense and the villagers talked a lot.

The light came from far away and came closer and closer. As people watched, its true appearance was revealed. It was a golden sword as big as a door panel, with a person on the sword: flying with the sword!

The golden sword suddenly paused, and stopped above the market, hanging in the air. The golden light converged, and the sword body shrank into a three-foot green sword, revealing the person controlling the sword.

"Swish, swish, swish" The guards and villagers all looked at the man who was flying in the air with a sword.

The soldiers and civilians of Forgotten Township had seen the world, so they did not react excessively.

"What a beautiful village, what a beautiful rural scenery." The voice of praise came from the mouth of the man flying the sword and was clearly heard by everyone.

"Haha, your swordsmanship is great." Heizi came roaring.

"Oh!" The swordman was stunned when he saw the black owl whistling towards him. It was the first time he saw a level 6 night owl. He subconsciously said, "Level 6 night owl is rare."

"May I ask what brings you to Forgotten Township?" Outside the shed, Yishui clasped his fists and asked the man flying in the air with a sword.

He was afraid that Heizi would cause trouble, so he rushed in with a loud voice.

Heizi looked at Yishui with dissatisfaction, turned around and left, knowing that he had to dodge since he couldn't win.

"Haha, don't worry, brother. I was just passing by. I saw that your hometown is full of talented people, so I stopped to ask for a cup of tea." The sword light whistled, and the man riding the sword fell from the sky and landed next to the tea stall next to the market.

With the help of the lamp, the remaining water and soil saw the appearance and clothes of the person who came riding on the sword.

The man was middle-aged, tall and strong, with a resolute face and bright eyes, as if he could see through everything.

He was wearing a gray and white robe, with his black hair tied casually behind his head, which added a bit of unruly temperament.

"I see." Yihuo withdrew his gaze and asked again with a bow: "May I ask where you are from?"

"My name is Jian Shisan, and I'm from Jian Ge in the Northern Territory. You can call me Shisan, brother." Jian Shisan bowed in return.

"It turns out to be Mr. Jian... Shisan. Please come into the gazebo and have a cup of tea." Yishui invited warmly. After pouring a cup of hot tea for Jian Shisan, he introduced himself and Yitu.

After taking a sip of tea, Jian Shisan praised, "The Queen of Pure Herbaceous Fragrance." He then glanced in the direction of Xuanyuan, turned to Yishui and asked, "Is your hometown a lay power of the Xuanxu Sect of Taoism?"

"This... How can I explain this?" Yishui pretended to be silent for a while, and said ambiguously: "There is a kid in the village who entered the Xuanxu Sect and was born under the name Wei."

"Baby? How old?" Jian Shisan asked casually.

"Nine years old. To be honest with you, Sir Thirteen, this girl with the word 'Wei' in her name is my daughter." Yishui stroked his beard proudly and said.

Upon hearing this, Jian Shisan paused his hand slightly, causing the teacup in his hand to tremble slightly, and ripples appeared in the tea.

He drank the tea in his cup and said with a smile: "Your hometown is indeed a place of outstanding people and talents."

"Haha, thank you for your good words, Lord Thirteen." Yihuo bowed and thanked him heartily.

"Hey, brother, just call me Thirteen. Calling me Your Excellency seems too distant." Jin Jian Thirteen knew the importance of the young man of the Wei generation in Xuanxu Sect.

"Oh, then old man, please be generous and call me Thirteenth Brother." Yihuo said with a smile as he added tea.

"It should be so." Jian Shisan nodded, then changed the subject and asked, "Just now a strong man from your hometown locked onto my brother. I wonder which master from your hometown he is."

“This…” Yishui pretended to be embarrassed. Just when Jian Shisan was about to speak, he said, “To be honest, the one who has targeted me is the temple spirit of our Forgotten Village.”

"So that's how it is. I was wondering why my spirit was filled with peace. It turns out it's the mysterious spirit that's protecting this area. I'll definitely go burn some incense tomorrow to show my respect."

"If that's the case, then I'll go get some wine and food to entertain Lord Thirteen." Yi Tu, who had been silent all this time, stood up and said.

"Thank you for your help, brother. To be honest, I haven't had a decent meal or drink since I entered the Ten Thousand Mountains." Jian Shisan clasped his fists and said to the remains.

"It's my duty. As the saying goes, it's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar." Yi Tu returned the gift and walked out of the pavilion. He waved and smiled at the villagers and guards who were looking around, saying, "The distinguished guest is Lord Jian Shisan from the Northern Jian Pavilion. Please don't stand around and watch. It's impolite. Go back to your business."

Upon hearing this, Jian Shisan in the pergola couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, "Yitu is a good talker."

These words spread his background throughout the Forgotten Land.

"Brother Thirteen, how long have you been in the Shiwandashan Mountains? Have you gained what you wanted?" He asked casually while adding tea.

"Brother, just ask your younger brother directly whether he has found the little demon." Jian Shisan said with a meaningful smile.

His words stunned Yishui, and he didn't react for a while.

Seeing this, Jian Shisan uttered four words: "Master Xuan Ce."