The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

One hundred thousand disciples!

At this moment, spiritual energy and fighting spirit gathered together like a dragon rising into the sky and rushing into the void.

The energy is so intense that it feels like being in a paradise on earth.

When Feng Qingcheng came here, she looked around and saw that there seemed to be no cultivator below level four. Most of them were still at level six. There were also many masters at level seven. One could imagine how powerful the entire Mingyue Pavilion was.

Soon, rays of light appeared on the horizon, various auspicious signs appeared, and various strange visions manifested.

At this moment, a bright moon hung in the sky, big and round, as if it was right in front of him, wanting to suppress him.

Swish!

A figure appeared and stood in front of everyone, with a bright moon hanging high behind him, as sacred as an immortal.

With the appearance of this figure, twenty-four figures appeared around him, each of them was extremely powerful and shrouded in divine light.

The twenty-four bridge masters appeared collectively. Although their specific faces could not be seen, every disciple looked at them devoutly. They were the most powerful group of people in Mingyue Pavilion, with extraordinary status and their power had dominated the Eastern Wilderness for hundreds of years.

"Greetings to the Pavilion Master!"

One hundred thousand disciples shouted in unison and kowtowed to the Pavilion Master.

The master of Mingyue Pavilion landed on a jade plate in the sky, enveloped in fairy light, with the bright moon following behind him, like a god.

"The turmoil is coming! As members of the East Wasteland and disciples of the Mingyue Pavilion, you must be prepared for a war at any time!"

The Pavilion Master's voice was ethereal and elusive, echoing in the sky.

"After discussion this time, Mingyue Pavilion will send an advance force to the southern border to save the current situation and to gather intelligence on the alien spirits."

As the voice fell, 100,000 disciples were in an uproar. They naturally understood the turmoil. There had been rumors before that when turmoil came, a dark age would arrive.

However, they did not expect that the war would start so soon. Especially when they heard that they were going to southern Xinjiang, they could not help but feel eager to try.

You must know that this is an opportunity, an opportunity to make merit. If you perform well, your status in Mingyue Pavilion can be improved, and you may even be appointed as an elder.

"Master Pavilion Master, my disciples from the Ninth Bridge are willing to go and sweep away the strange spirits! And resolve this matter." A powerful disciple from the Ninth Bridge said, he was eager to make a contribution.

"Hahaha, we won't bother the Ninth Bridge with this matter. We, the disciples of the Fourteenth Bridge, are ready to fight at any time. As long as the Pavilion Master gives the order, we can set off now and put an end to the unrest in Southern Xinjiang within a month!" shouted the strong man from the Fourteenth Bridge. He was no ordinary person. He had extraordinary combat power and enjoyed a great reputation among his peers.

"One month? I only need twenty days for the Fifteenth Bridge!"

"Ten days! Pavilion Master, please let us go to Twenty Bridges."

A group of elite disciples shouted one after another, vying for the first place with great confidence.

"Silence! How disgraceful!" The master of the second bridge snorted coldly, and the sound shocked everyone. The master of the second bridge was a very powerful master, and no one dared to offend him.

"The cabinet has already made a decision on this matter. It is not something you can define. Just follow the cabinet master's arrangement."

The owner of the Fourth Bridge scolded.

Then the Pavilion Master of Mingyue Pavilion continued, "This operation will focus on the Second Bridge, the Fifth Bridge, the Seventh Bridge, the Ninth Bridge, and the Fifteenth Bridge! It will be divided into four routes, led by the Bridge Master of the Fifth Bridge, and assisted by Feng Qingcheng as a guide, heading to Southern Xinjiang!"

After this sentence was spoken, the disciples of the four bridges cheered, full of pride, and looked at the disciples of the other bridges with pride and a look of arrogance.

The other disciples were envious and jealous. Although it was a turmoil and a conquest, they thought it was a lucrative job and they would be rewarded with military merit. They did not think of defeat, only victory!

This is the pride left over from the end of the years. Mingyue Pavilion is the most powerful force in Donghuang and even in Cangqiong Continent.

However, more people noticed the three words "Feng Qingcheng". They had never heard of this person before and were very surprised. They didn't know where she came from. You know, a name that can be pronounced by the Pavilion Master of Mingyue Pavilion must be extraordinary. They all started to inquire about it.

Soon news about Feng Qingcheng came, and the previous deeds came to light.

"She is a cultivator from Southern Xinjiang, from a land of sin."

"It's really funny. I don't know what the Pavilion Master is thinking. Why does he want a criminal to be his guide?" said a dissatisfied disciple.

"Shh! Don't be so loud. It would be disrespectful if the Pavilion Master heard it." Another disciple hurriedly kept quiet.

"But the Pavilion Master doesn't trust us at all. What is Southern Xinjiang? It's a barren land. If we go there, any enemy will be wiped out. Why would we need a criminal as a guide?"

More than one person had objections. Many disciples were very dissatisfied, but they knew that this was decided by the cabinet and they could not refute or resist it.

The Pavilion Master left and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The master of the fifth bridge of the twenty-four bridges snorted coldly and said, "Don't be complacent. Going to southern Xinjiang this time is not that simple. Anyone who underestimates this operation may lose his life!"

The master of the Fifth Bridge is in charge of the criminal law of Mingyue Pavilion. He is usually very dignified and no disciple dares to laugh in front of him. They all concentrate and listen carefully.

However, although the Fifth Bridge Master said it was dangerous, they didn't think so. Didn't they say so every time they went out?! Every disciple was already fed up with it, but they just didn't dare to say it out loud.

After the master of the Fifth Bridge gave them some instructions, he told them to prepare to leave in an hour.

It can be seen that this operation is really urgent.

Feng Qingcheng recorded everything, especially the description of the strange spirits.

These are creatures that were driven out of this world in ancient times and sealed in a certain world outside the domain. That place is like the realm of death and is known as the Soul Burial Realm.

In ancient times, it was sealed by the beast-taming immortals of the human race. At that time, there were immortals, so there was no unrest.

However, as time passed, it became difficult for an immortal to appear among the human race, and it had become a legend that no immortal had been seen for ten thousand years.

Because of this, the seal on the world outside the domain gradually loosened, and soon the creatures in that world broke the seal and descended on the Sky Continent again.

Before this moment comes, a dark and chaotic period will break out, countless human beings will die tragically in revenge, and the earth will bleed.

Every unrest was extremely dangerous, and one time it almost led to the extinction of the human race.

However, it was at this time that the turmoil came and the two worlds merged, which actually moved the heaven and earth and changed the laws, making the Cangqiong Continent full of spiritual energy and the Taoism complete. At this moment, the opportunity to become an immortal also came.

If no one in the human race can become an immortal in this era, then the human race will perish and become slaves.

Of course, this is still too far away. Even the owners of the Twenty-Four Bridges did not have this sense of crisis. They just felt that things were a little tricky.