823: C823 The Son of Heaven Guarded the Gate and the King of the Devil Guarded the Country

C823 The Son of Heaven Guarded the Gate and the King of the Devil Guarded the Country

The Lord of the Demon Sealing Mountain, Feng Shou.

He was a super famous person in the Upper Realm, and his title of the Lord of the Demon Sealing Mountain seemed a bit ordinary in front of his many fancy nicknames.

Some people called him Old Huang Zhu because his temper was like a withered old bamboo, hard and straight.

Some people also said that Feng Shou was stubborn and childish, and his temper was even worse.

After a hundred thousand years, he still had to let his disciples study the special combat technique to fight against the Devil Clan every day for an hour.

At that time, from the rogue cultivators to the major forces in the entire Upper Realm, who dared to say that they had not ridiculed the stubborn old man on the Demon Sealing Mountain in secret?

He laughed at him for being inflexible and only knowing how to abide by the rules of the sect. He told his disciples to waste a lot of time on meaningless learning.

He laughed at him for having a strange temper and being unable to handle human relations. As a result, the huge sect of the Demon Sealing Mountain had not developed for tens of thousands of years, and it was even so poor that it even had to deduct the cultivation resources of the core disciples.

But later on, the Shen Royal Sect appeared out of nowhere. Shen Jun brought a five-clawed true dragon and announced to the entire Upper Realm that the Devil Clan was about to come back.

Then, the alliance army was formed, and along with the Great Wall of Despair rising up from the ground, the entire Upper Realm's resources began to pour towards the Northern Territory.

After that, with the incident of the Jade Cloud Sect, more than a dozen Devil Clan strongholds were captured from the Upper Realm within two years, and the number of devils slaughtered was close to a hundred thousand!

The invasion of the Devil Clan had already become a solid fact.

The previous jokes had become wise, and the mocking laughter had also become worship.

The disciples of the Demon Sealing Mountain became the target of everyone's questions. After all, the entire Upper Realm had forgotten the appearance of the Devil Clan in the past hundred thousand years. Only they, who were training and learning all day, were the ones who understood the weaknesses of the Devil Clan the most.

One more word, and in the future on the battlefield, there would be an additional chance of survival.

Those big bosses who had once ridiculed Feng Yu Xiu also took the initiative to come to the Demon Sealing Mountain. They brought heavy gifts and were prepared to be humiliated. They wanted to learn some knowledge about the Devil Clan from Feng Yu Xiu.

However, they could not even enter the Demon Sealing Mountain.

In Feng Yu Xiu's original words,

"I don't want to argue with this group of people. In the future, we will all go to the battlefield together. There is nothing to be fussed about."

The entire Demon Sealing Mountain, from the outer sect disciples to the elders of the peak, were all divided into small groups!

As long as it was a force that came to ask for guidance, it would be counted as one. The Demon Sealing Mountain did not need any courtesy. They even gave away the elite disciples that they had nurtured for many years for free!

The elders were gone, so they gave away the core disciples.

After the core disciples were gone, they gave away the inner sect disciples.

Then, they gave away the outer sect disciples, the reserve forces, and even the miscellaneous servants!

In less than half a year, less than two hundred thousand disciples were left.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the entire Demon Sealing Mountain was gone!

That day, as the last group of disciples left with others, Feng Yu Xiu drank for the entire day at the peak of the mountain.

It was a fine wine unique to the Demon Sealing Mountain. It contained the essence of the volcano. Drinking it was like drinking magma. It would make one sweat profusely.

The wine was sealed in a wine gourd. The disciple bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to the Demon Sealing Mountain.

"Disciple Feng Yuxiu, I will not disappoint the old ancestor!"

"The Demon Sealing Mountain will protect the Upper Realm!"

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu set off alone to the Northern Territory.

If the Devil Clan was not eliminated, the world would not have the Demon Sealing Mountain. There was no need to mention the Demon Sealing Mountain Master.

There was only one more person. He was an old man who sat at the top of the Great Wall of Despair all day long, looking at the north and drinking wine.

The disciples of the Demon Sealing Mountain who had been invited by various forces received the best treatment.

Because the Demon Sealing Mountain, the Upper Realm's chances of winning were increased by at least ten percent!

This was the ten thousand years of perseverance, and also the righteousness of Feng Yuxiu!

After learning that Feng Yuxiu had personally disbanded the Demon Sealing Mountain that he had painstakingly built up over the years, Shen Jun was extremely surprised. He immediately put down all the matters on hand and teleported to the Northern Territory.

As soon as he landed on the city wall, he saw Feng Yuxiu drinking alone in the snow.

Shen Jun walked over and sat down on his body. Feng Yuxiu took a look and handed over the wine gourd.

After taking a sip, Shen Jun coughed violently. "Ahem... you used chili to make this wine, right? It will burn you to death."

Feng Yuxiu smiled. He took back the gourd and drank another mouthful. Then he said, "The Northern Territory is cold. You have to drink something to warm up."

Shen Jun moved his butt and switched to a more comfortable position. He imitated Feng Yuxiu's posture and looked at the northern horizon as he asked, "I heard that you disbanded the Demon Sealing Mountain and sent all of your disciples out?"

"Yes, sending them out is more useful than staying with me." Feng Yuxiu nodded and said calmly, "I know my own strength. I can fight, but I'm too weak to do anything else."

"These kids have been tortured by me for years. Now that I'm sending them out, it's time for them to torture others."

Shen Jun asked again, "What about you? Are you not going to be the Demon Sealing Mountain's Master? Do you want to come to the Shen Royal Sect and become an elder?"

With the current status of the Shen Royal Sect, an official elder could even be used as a slave by someone like the Dragon Blood Monk!

Furthermore, the war was about to break out. At that time, the entire Upper Realm would have to listen to Shen Jun's orders.

At that time, the status of an elder of the Shen Royal Sect would probably not need to be mentioned again.

However, Feng Yuxiu didn't even think about it. He shook his head decisively and said, "I can't do it. I already said that I know my own strength."

"I can't do it with the ways of the world. I can't even lead the army to war."

"Ten thousand years ago, I fought with my father on the battlefield. I was a small soldier on the battlefield."

"Right now, I only know how to fight. I'll continue to be a small soldier who guards the city."

Feng Yuxiu drank another mouthful of wine.

His eyes were calm, and his tone was also indifferent.

Shen Jun knew that he could not persuade him anymore.

After patting his butt and standing up, Shen Jun strode away. However, after taking two steps, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He turned around and shouted, "Right, Elder, it's fine if you don't want to be a minister. You still have to attend the meeting of the Jiangshan Pavilion."

"I'm just a small soldier. I have to defend the city. Your Shen Royal Sect is too far away. I don't have time to go there." Feng Yu Xiu waved his hand impatiently, thinking that Shen Jun still wanted to promote him to a higher position.

However, Shen Jun's next words completely stunned him.

"Not far. The Jiangshan Pavilion will be set up in White City in the future. My Shen Royal Sect will also move here." Shen Jun didn't even turn his head as he walked.

"What did you say?!" Feng Yu Xiu stood up, his slightly turbid eyes filled with shock. "This is the frontline you drew yourself. In a few years, this snow will be dyed red. You want to move the Shen Royal Sect and the Jiangshan Pavilion here?! What are you thinking?!"0

Although Feng Yu Xiu was not smart, he knew that a son of a rich family could not sit down without looking up.

The reason why the Upper Realm could unite and work together was because of Shen Jun using force to suppress everyone.

What if something happened to him on the battlefield? How long could the alliance army that he had built up with great difficulty last?

How could the Upper Realm, which had no leader, be a match for the Devil Clan?

“There’s no need to say anything else, old senior.”

Shen Jun waved his hand and said lazily.

“The Son of Heaven protects the country gate, and the King of the country dies.”

“You’ve already come to be a city guard. If I, Shen Jun, continue to stay in the rear, then there really won’t be a need to fight anymore.”

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