txolops Chapter 181 Han Li: With Senior Brother Lin here, we're safe!
Chapter 181 Han Li: With Senior Brother Lin here, we're safe!
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Half a month later, Lin Chuan led Lei Wanhe, Yu Chaohai, and five other disciples of Huangfeng Valley into Huanglong Mountain, a border area of Yu State.
This mountain soars into the clouds, with steep terrain, and is one of the important strongholds on the border defense line of the Yu Kingdom.
Of course, it was not the front line—there were several more forward outposts in front of Huanglong Mountain, tasked with being the first to make contact with the army of Mulan Fashi.
Huanglong Mountain is considered a second-line position, but once the front line is lost, it will become the key to blocking the Mulan people.
Lin Chuan and his group of six landed at the foot of the mountain. Looking up, they saw the mountaintop shrouded in clouds and mist, with faint glimmers of spiritual light.
It is clearly protected by a restrictive array.
He took out a communication talisman, said a few words, and then threw it up the mountain. The talisman turned into a red light and disappeared into the clouds.
A moment later, a crack appeared in the clouds, and a male cultivator at the Core Formation stage flew out and landed in front of Lin Chuan.
The man was about forty years old, with a thin face, wearing a blue Taoist robe, and his eyes swept over Lin Chuan and the others warily.
"I am Chongyunzi of the Qingxu Sect. May I ask your esteemed name, senior?"
"Yellow Maple Valley, Lin Chuan," Lin Chuan said calmly, tossing a token over at the same time.
Chongyunzi took the token, examined it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, his attitude immediately became much more respectful.
"So it's Senior Lin from Yellow Maple Valley! I've heard so much about you! Please follow me."
He made a hand seal, and the clouds and mist split open a larger gap, allowing Lin Chuan and the others to file in.
Above the mountainside, clouds and mist swirl, creating a rich spiritual atmosphere.
The pavilions and towers of Qiongtan are built against the mountain in a staggered and orderly manner. Even during wartime, they still exude a sense of otherworldly grandeur. The main hall at the highest point of the mountain is the council hall of this place.
Inside the hall, a bald, burly man in his forties was sitting in the main seat. Upon seeing Lin Chuan and the others enter, he quickly stood up to greet them.
He was tall and burly, with a rugged face and a deep aura, clearly at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"My surname is Lu, I am a cultivator from the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, and I am in charge of this place."
He cupped his hands and smiled, his gaze falling on Lin Chuan, then slightly narrowing, "Fellow Daoist Lin has actually reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm! My apologies for my lack of respect! Your esteemed sect's Fellow Daoist Linghu can now rest easy."
"It was all just luck." Lin Chuan smiled slightly and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two took their seats in the hall. The burly man surnamed Lu ordered some fine tea to be served and began to explain the current situation to Lin Chuan.
The situation was roughly the same as I had learned before setting off.
The army of Mulan mages assembled on the border of Yu Kingdom, with the goal of capturing Tiantian City of Yu Kingdom.
Once Tiancheng falls, the Mulan people will be able to advance unimpeded and directly invade the heartland of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance.
Strongholds like Huanglong Mountain are located on the outskirts of Tiantian City, relying on pre-arranged large formations to block attacks layer by layer.
In order to delay the advance of the Mulan army.
"In a few days, cultivators from other sects should arrive to aid Huanglong Mountain."
The burly man surnamed Lu said, "At that time, our defenses here will be even stronger."
Lin Chuan nodded, instructing Lei Wanhe and the others to familiarize themselves with the defenses, while he remained in the hall to discuss the defense details with the burly man surnamed Lu.
……
Seven or eight days later.
On this day, Lin Chuan was meditating in the hall when suddenly a beam of red light shot in from outside and hovered and danced at the top of the hall.
The burly man surnamed Lu's expression changed. He reached out and beckoned to the red light, which landed in his palm and transformed into a sound transmission talisman. After listening with his eyes closed, his face suddenly turned grim.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, news has come from Bu Tuozi that the Heavenly Wind Profound Wave Formation, the position he was guarding, has been captured by the army of sorcerers."
Bu Tuozi was the garrison commander of a frontline stronghold and a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. With his position lost, the next target of the Mulan army would be Huanglong Mountain.
Lin Chuan remained expressionless and said calmly, "Just do your best."
Now that he has come, he will naturally do his best to resist the attack of the mage army, but if things cannot be done, he will not risk his life here.
He will also try his best to protect the disciples of Huangfeng Valley.
The burly man surnamed Lu nodded and said no more.
He reached into his robes and pulled out a small blue bell, then tapped it with one finger.
"when--"
A melodious bell rang out, echoing throughout the hall and reverberating outwards.
The same bell tolled throughout the entire summit of Huanglong Mountain.
Amidst the magnificent pavilions and towers, various lights rose, and cultivators in different attire hurriedly flew out, dispersing in all directions with practiced ease.
Moments later, a thick, strange green mist enveloped the entire Huanglong Mountain, turning the surrounding area of dozens of miles into an eerie sea of emerald green fog.
Lin Chuan stood at the entrance of the hall, gazing at the surging green mist, and understood clearly.
This is a sign that the Huanglong Mountain's restrictive formations are fully activated.
A storm is brewing.
Soon after, several Core Formation cultivators hurriedly entered the hall to inquire about the situation.
Lin Chuan and the burly man surnamed Lu gave a brief explanation, and then arranged for these people to continue setting up defenses.
"Han Li and his men should be arriving soon."
Sure enough, just after noon, another sound transmission talisman flew into the hall.
The burly man surnamed Lu took the communication talisman and, after listening to it, his face lit up with ecstatic joy.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, great news! Three Nascent Soul cultivators have arrived to reinforce the Huanglong Mountain stronghold!"
Lin Chuan smiled slightly, stood up with him, and went out to greet him personally.
The two arrived outside the mountain, and as soon as they made a hand seal, the green mist outside parted to create a passage.
Outside the mountain gate, three figures stood suspended in mid-air.
The person in the lead had an ordinary appearance and wore a blue Taoist robe; it was Han Li.
Behind him were two old men—one was thin and vigorous, with a handsome appearance and an air of otherworldly wisdom; the other was an old man in a green robe with a gloomy face.
"Fellow Daoists, please come in!"
The burly man surnamed Lu clearly recognized two of them and invited the three of them into the hall without any suspicion.
Han Li naturally saw Lin Chuan standing next to the big man surnamed Lu, and was overjoyed.
Originally, he felt that it was quite dangerous to be stationed at this stronghold, but now that he saw Lin Chuan here, he felt much more at ease.
He knew better than anyone how powerful Senior Brother Lin was.
What surprised him most was that, only five or six years had passed since they last parted ways with Luoyun Sect, and Senior Brother Lin had already broken through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
Lin Chuan nodded slightly to him, their eyes met, and everything was understood without words.
The group entered the hall and took their seats according to their status as guests and hosts.
The burly man surnamed Lu spoke first, explaining the current situation to the three of them.
Han Li listened calmly and simply nodded.
The thin old man and the green-robed old man didn't say much. Since they had come, they were prepared for battle.
Lin Chuan sat to the side, his gaze sweeping over Han Li, and said, "Junior Brother Han, it's been a long time."
Han Li cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
"Senior Brother Lin, how have you been?"
"Are Fellow Daoist Lin and Fellow Daoist Han fellow disciples?"
The bald, burly man was somewhat surprised, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two men.
These two people, one from Yellow Maple Valley and the other from Falling Cloud Sect of Heavenly Dao Alliance, don't seem to be from the same sect at all.
"Junior Brother Han was also a disciple of Huangfeng Valley in his early years, but later went to Luoyun Sect due to some changes," Lin Chuan explained with a smile.
"I see." The bald, burly man exclaimed in realization, "Yellow Maple Valley is truly fortunate to have produced geniuses like Brother Lin and Brother Han in the same era. If Fellow Daoist Han had continued to stay in Yellow Maple Valley, Fellow Daoist Linghu would probably be laughing in his sleep."
Han Li waved his hand modestly and didn't say anything more.
After exchanging pleasantries, the bald, burly man introduced the other two Nascent Soul cultivators.
The lean, vigorous, and otherworldly old man was a cultivator surnamed Ma from the Righteous Path Alliance's Haoran Pavilion. He was in the early Nascent Soul stage, skilled in talismanic arts, and was quite well-known within the Righteous Path Alliance.
The old man in the green robe with a pigeon-like face was named Gu Shuangpu. He came from the Demonic Spirit Control Sect and was also at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"Gu Shuangpu..."
Lin Chuan's heart stirred slightly.
He was familiar with this name.
If I remember correctly, in the original work, this person should be a spy planted in Tiannan by the Mulan people many years ago.
However, since the other party had not yet revealed their true colors, he naturally would not expose them at this time.
If the time is not right, speaking rashly may alert the enemy.
He remained expressionless and politely bowed to Gu Shuangpu.