Chapter 365: The Birth of the Mechanical Sect

At this time, Zhen Juncheng had no idea that he had just been through hell.

After finishing the tea, someone paid for the tea, and then the group stood up and continued on their way.

As soon as they left, the man stood up and prepared to leave.

The middle-aged old man declined, saying that the man was disabled and didn't need to pay for the tea.

The man just smiled slightly, put down the tea money and left the tea stall directly, but he didn't go in the direction where Zhen Juncheng and others left, but turned around and went up a small hill nearby.

In the blink of an eye, the man came to the top of the hill, first felt the wind above, and then looked far away, looking in the direction where Zhen Juncheng and others left.

Although he didn't recognize Zhen Juncheng, he could still guess the identity of this group of people based on the fluctuations of their true power.

I just don't know what Wanghailou wanted to do by suddenly sending so many people.

However, since the group of people were going in the same direction as him, the man didn't mind following them to see what was going on.

This time when he went down the mountain, the man found that there were many changes in the land of Huawai.

The once-prominent Canglong Temple is now closed and removed from the list of the Thirteen Sects of Huawai.

This made the man very emotional, and he felt that there was no sun and moon in the mountains, and the world was long.

So when he saw the masters of Wanghai Tower gathered together, the man couldn't help but be curious.

However, it is not easy to keep up with this group of people.

After all, Zhen Juncheng and others are all elders of Wanghai Tower, and their strength is quite good.

The man was not in a hurry, but took off the package behind him. After opening it, it was full of pipes and equipment of different lengths and sizes.

Then the man assembled these pipes at a very fast speed.

Under his dazzling technique, all kinds of pipes were gradually combined together, and finally formed a "big kite" more than three meters long.

If Zhao Ya was present at this time, he would definitely exclaim.

Because this thing is very similar to the paraglider in the previous life, but the structure is slightly different.

After the combination was completed, the man stood on a hillside facing the wind, adjusted it slightly, and then suddenly jumped up.

Under the action of wind pressure, the paraglider rose rapidly.

The man carefully controlled it and soon flew to an altitude of more than 150 meters.

The wind at this height is more stable.

And after reaching this position, the man can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he began to fine-tune the wind rudder that can control the direction to ensure that there will be no major deviation in the direction of travel.

At the same time, his eyes have been patrolling below, looking for the traces of Zhen Juncheng and others.

At this height, as long as there is no loud noise, there is basically no need to worry about anyone discovering it.

After all, from the ground, the paraglider is just a small dot, which can be easily overlooked.

Although Zhen Juncheng and others are very fast, they are still far inferior to the paragliders that fly in the wind in terms of long-distance attack capabilities.

So only half an hour later, the man found the traces of Zhen Juncheng and others.

They occasionally flew on the road, and occasionally shuttled between the mountains and forests, and their speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The man put down the wind stop and controlled the speed of the paraglider to avoid exceeding these people too much.

At the same time, the man took out a telescope from his pocket and observed Zhen Juncheng and others on the ground from time to time.

Zhen Juncheng and others were unaware of this.

Although with their strength and realm, they would not be unable to find the target more than 100 meters away.

But who would have thought that this spying came from the sky.

In this way, they walked and stopped, and soon half a day passed.

This time they walked another seven or eight hundred miles, and at this time they were only a thousand miles away from Mohai City.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhen Juncheng finally ordered a break.

Even though these people were all accomplished martial arts masters, they were used to a life of luxury and had never suffered such hardship.

So when they heard about the break, some of them immediately lay down on the spot, too lazy to even move their fingers.

Zhen Juncheng was not feeling well either.

He secretly regretted not hiring a convoy to hide his tracks.

After running for two days, although his body was not too tired, his mental boredom made him feel bored.

Especially today.

Zhen Juncheng always felt uncomfortable, as if someone was secretly spying on him and his people.

But he looked around several times but found nothing.

Could it be his own illusion?

Zhen Juncheng frowned, and then instructed the people around him.

"Don't take it lightly, take turns on the night watch, be careful of sneak attacks."

"Elder Zhen, you are too cautious. No one knows we are out this time. Besides, even if someone knows, who dares to provoke us?" An elder beside him laughed.

Zhen Juncheng's face sank, "Better safe than sorry. I always feel a little uncomfortable, as if something is going to happen."

Since Zhen Juncheng said so, these people naturally dared not disobey, and then sent out the people who took turns on the night watch.

Some people lit a bonfire, set up a tent, and then the group hastily settled down in this wilderness.

At the same time, on a slope hundreds of meters away, the man who had landed in advance put down the telescope in his hand, with a strange look on his face.

Although there is still some distance to go, these people have not changed their general direction all the way, and they are obviously heading for Mohai City.

Could it be that these people's target is also Mohai City?

If so, it would be a coincidence.

Thinking of this, the man sneered slightly, and then disappeared into the darkness.

As the night deepened, Zhen Juncheng sat in the tent, always feeling a little uneasy.

Because the vague feeling of being spied on lingered, but no matter how he looked, he could not find any clues.

There are only two possibilities.

One is that he guessed wrong.

But Zhen Juncheng is at least a top master of opening meridians, so he still has some confidence.

So this possibility is very small.

The second is that the strength of the person who secretly peeked is far superior to himself, which is why he can vaguely sense it, but can't find the specific target.

If this is true, then the situation is serious.

After all, there are very few people in the whole foreign land who can do this.

And without exception, these people are all top masters from major sects.

If these people really enter the scene, then this operation of his people will be wasted.

There will even be a risk of life.

The more Zhen Juncheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. He no longer wanted to sleep, so he got up and went outside the tent.

At this moment, several people were keeping watch by the campfire.

Although it was midsummer, the forest was still freezing cold at night.

So these people were drinking and chatting while roasting the fire. The topic was nothing more than how to distribute the wealth they had obtained after the success of this operation.

Because Zhen Juncheng had promised these people long before he came that he would give everyone a generous reward after the success of this operation.

As the saying goes, money moves people's hearts, so these people would work so hard and follow Zhen Juncheng from afar to Mohai City.

Zhen Juncheng frowned slightly when he heard this.

Because he had repeatedly ordered these people not to talk about this matter privately.

After all, walls have ears, who can guarantee that there is no one eavesdropping in the nearby bushes?

But after hesitating for a while, Zhen Juncheng finally chose to pretend that he didn't hear it.

After all, these people were not all his subordinates, most of them were elders in Wanghai Tower.

Although their status and rank were not as high as his, he couldn't scold them casually.

Especially at this juncture, he couldn't let down his morale.

So he just coughed lightly, and then came to the fire.

As soon as they saw him, they stood up hurriedly.

"Elder Zhen!"

"Hello, Elder Zhen!"

Amid the greetings, Zhen Juncheng nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Elder Zhen is polite, this is what brothers should do."

Regardless of whether they are elders of Wanghai Tower, they are all respectful to Zhen Juncheng.

Because in terms of identity and status, in Wanghai Tower, except for the owner Jiang Shengwu and the dead Shen Jiu, he is the one.

Zhen Juncheng didn't pretend to be hypocritical. He found a convenient place to sit down, and then took the wine pot and drank two gulps.

Seeing this, the atmosphere instantly became relaxed.

Someone was in high spirits and turned into the forest. After a while, he came out with a few pheasants.

After plucking the feathers and removing the internal organs, they were pierced with sharpened wooden sticks and roasted on the fire.

Soon, the tempting aroma of meat spread.

While turning and roasting the pheasants, everyone talked loudly, which was quite interesting.

Zhen Juncheng also slowly relaxed.

The shadow that had been lingering in his heart gradually faded away. He listened with a smile and occasionally echoed a few words.

At this time, the pheasants were also roasted. Due to limited conditions, there was no need to divide the plates. Everyone simply took the pheasants in their hands and took turns eating and drinking, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

But at this moment, a strange sound of breaking through the air suddenly fell into Zhen Juncheng's ears.

But before he could react, an arrow had already shot into the fire.

Boom!

The flames burst, and countless sparks whizzed towards the people near the fire.

Zhen Juncheng was horrified, but he was the top master of Wanghai Tower after all, so his reaction was very fast.

Almost at the moment when the flames burst, he leaned back, and the whole person directly stuck to the ground, and then rolled out like a lazy donkey.

Although the action was very indecent, at least he saved his life.

In comparison, those who didn't have time to react were much more miserable.

These sparks directly penetrated several people who were closer to the fire.

It turned out that these were not sparks at all, but hot red iron beads.

In an instant, the aroma of roasted flesh mixed with shrill screams and the sound of people falling heavily to the ground, making the whole barracks a mess.

At this time, Zhen Juncheng had dodged to a distance.

He looked up in shock and saw that only one in ten people in front of the fire was alive, and almost all of them were dead.

There was a big hole more than one meter deep on the ground.

Zhen Juncheng's heart was pounding, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

The problem was that he didn't know who his opponent was, and he didn't even know where his opponent was now.

At the same time, those who were resting in the barracks were also alarmed.

However, these people were not fools. They naturally understood that the people who came were obviously not kind, so they did not dare to go out, but hid in the dark.

The barracks, which were full of laughter and joy just now, suddenly became quiet, and only the painful groans of the wounded beside the fire could be heard.

With the residual light of the campfire, Zhen Juncheng looked at the dark forest with a solemn face.

Until this time, the people who had just gone to the darkness to watch the night had not sent back any news.

Obviously, these people must have died.

Thinking of this, Zhen Juncheng's mood became heavier.

Because these people who were on duty were not mediocre, including one of his good friends.

But without exception, they were killed before they could even make a sound.

You can imagine how terrifying this person's strength is.

Thinking of this, Zhen Juncheng had already begun to retreat.

Although the wealth of Mohai City is very tempting, it is still far worse than his own life.

What's more, Zhen Juncheng couldn't figure out the situation at all, and didn't know who the person who attacked him was.

So he didn't dare to make a sound, and crawled on the ground, like a snake, crawling out of the forest.

But the facts proved that no matter when and where, there will always be someone who can't hold back first.

Suddenly someone shouted loudly in the tent of the barracks.

"I don't know which sect's friend attacked, I am from Wanghai Tower, I think there should be some misunderstanding between us..."

As soon as he heard this voice, Zhen Juncheng couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Idiot.

The opponent's first move was a killing move, obviously aiming to wipe out all of them.

At this time, he actually tried to use the name of Wanghai Tower to suppress others, what else is this but courting death.

Sure enough.

Before this person finished speaking, a sound of breaking through the air came, and then a scream came from the tent.

Then everything returned to silence again.

Zhen Juncheng's whole body trembled slightly, not because of the death of the person who spoke.

But because the other party's method made him feel familiar.

Obviously, the sound of breaking through the air just now was caused by the arrow passing by at a very fast speed.

Combined with the arrow that shot at the fire and directly caused a big explosion, Zhen Juncheng suddenly understood something in his heart.

In the entire foreign land, there is only one sect that can force people like him to be so embarrassed without showing up.

That is the long-lost Jijian Sect.

In an instant, Zhen Juncheng felt regretful and shocked.

If he knew that this trip would be against Jijian Sect, he would not dare to come no matter what.

The reason is that these people in Jijian Sect are all crazy.

Completely crazy.

But it's too late to regret now.

Zhen Juncheng can only hope that the people sent by Jijian Sect are not many, at least they didn't block the surrounding mountains and forests.

In that case, he still has a chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Zhen Juncheng restrained his breath and retreated at a slower speed.

But he didn't know that his every move was seen by the man standing on the big tree a hundred meters away.