Siheyuan: Dongfang Bubai is in his arms, and all the beasts are eliminated

Yang Limin smiled and said, "Brother Linghu, these are what I should do. As long as we work together, we will be able to overcome all difficulties."

Linghu Chong nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination, "Yes, brothers working together can break any obstacle."

As the night deepened, Yang Limin and Linghu Chong returned to the tent to discuss their next plan. They knew that although the Demon Cult had been temporarily repelled, it could come back at any time. In order to cope with the next challenge, they had to be fully prepared.

The next morning, Yang Limin and Linghu Chong led the disciples in a comprehensive training. Although everyone was exhausted from the battle last night, they did not slack off at all, because they knew that every effort was for survival.

After the training, Yang Limin walked up to Linghu Chong and whispered, "Brother Linghu, I think we need to further strengthen our defenses to prevent the Demon Cult from attacking again." "I think so too. We can use the surrounding terrain to set up some traps and defense lines, so that we can defend against the enemy's attack more effectively."

The two quickly developed a detailed plan and began to implement it. Under their leadership, the disciples worked together to build a solid line of defense. Although the process was hard, no one complained, as it was for their safety and future. Yang Limin was patrolling the camp when he suddenly heard a strange noise. He quickly became alert, drew his sword, and quietly walked in the direction of the sound. In the moonlight, he saw several figures wandering outside the camp, obviously spies from the demon sect who came to investigate the enemy.

Yang Limin suddenly decided not to alert the enemy but to quietly follow the spies to see what they were up to. He crouched down and followed the spies quietly, using the cover of night to get closer to them.

The spies were obviously unaware of Yang Limin's presence. They were talking in low voices, discussing their next move. Yang Limin listened carefully and heard their plan. It turned out that they intended to launch a surprise attack in the dead of night, trying to wipe out the righteous camp in one fell swoop. He quickly returned to the camp and reported the situation to Linghu Chong. After hearing this, Linghu Chong immediately ordered to strengthen the guard and arranged some counterattack strategies.

It was late at night, and the camp was silent, but everyone was on high alert. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence, and the demon sect had indeed launched an attack. They sneaked into the camp quietly, but were hit head-on by the righteous disciples who had been prepared.

The battle unfolded in darkness, Yang Limin and Linghu Chong fought side by side, commanding their disciples to resist tenaciously. Although the demons were fierce, they were gradually defeated by the tenacious counterattack of the righteous.

"Limin, be careful!" Linghu Chong suddenly shouted, Yang Limin quickly turned sideways, and a sword flashed past him. The enemy's attack was dodged, and he backhanded the sword and knocked the enemy down.

The battle was extremely fierce, but Yang Limin and Linghu Chong remained calm and directed their disciples to fight back in an orderly manner. Finally, the demon sect was completely defeated and peace was restored in the camp. Yang Limin and Linghu Chong led their disciples to count the number of people and treat the wounded. Although everyone was exhausted,

"Li Min, thanks to your vigilance tonight, otherwise we might have suffered a great loss." Linghu Chong said gratefully.

In the following days, Yang Limin and Linghu Chong continued to strengthen the camp's defenses and actively trained their disciples in martial arts. They knew that the Demon Cult would not give up easily and could come back at any time. They had to stay vigilant at all times and not let down their guard.

One day, Yang Limin was practicing swordplay when he suddenly received an urgent letter from an old friend from afar, revealing an important message: the Demon Cult was secretly gathering a powerful force and preparing to launch an unprecedented attack.

Yang Limin immediately realized that the situation was very serious. He quickly called Linghu Chong and other righteous leaders to discuss countermeasures. After a heated discussion, they decided to take the initiative to disrupt the evil cult's plan in advance.

A few days later, Yang Limin and Linghu Chong led the elite forces of the righteous path and quietly set out to the lair of the Demon Cult. They used the cover of night to quickly approach the target. After a fierce battle, they successfully raided the camp of the Demon Cult and defeated the main force of the enemy. Yang Limin and Linghu Chong stood on the battlefield and smiled at each other. Although they faced countless challenges and dangers, they never backed down. Only by constantly fighting and growing can they gain a foothold in this world.

"Limin, thanks to you this time, we might not have won."

As for the reason, Yang Limin has not found any clues so far, so at that time he could only adapt to the life without food and clothing as quickly as possible.

After Yang Limin traveled to this world, he was shocked and confused at first, and realized that he had to adapt to this strange environment as soon as possible. Although this world is full of the romance and excitement of martial arts, it is not easy for a modern person to integrate into it. In particular, there are no conveniences in modern society here, and the problem of food and clothing has become the first challenge Yang Limin faces.

When he first arrived here, Yang Limin had nothing but the clothes on his back and his work badge on his waist. The unfamiliar environment and the unfamiliar people made him feel at a loss. Hunger and cold quickly invaded his body, forcing him to look for food and shelter everywhere.

One day, he got lost in a forest. He was hungry and heard a bird chirping in the distance. He followed the sound and found a fruit tree full of tempting fruits. Yang Limin climbed up the tree, picked a few fruits and ate them with relish. Although the taste was a bit bitter, it finally filled his stomach.

Just as he was resting peacefully, a group of wild wolves suddenly appeared, approaching him with fierce eyes. Yang Limin's heart was in his throat, but he quickly calmed down, pulled out the folding knife he carried with him, and took a defensive posture. He knew that he must not fall here, otherwise he would never be able to find a way to return to the modern world.

The wolves slowly approached, Yang Limin stared at the leading wolf with wide eyes. It growled, and the other wolves immediately pounced on it. Yang Limin shouted and swung his sword to fight. Although he had not received martial arts training, the agility and strength of modern people gave him a slight advantage in this life-and-death struggle. He chopped down several wolves with his sword, but more wolves surrounded him.

Just when he was about to give up, a feather arrow flew over and accurately shot a wolf that pounced on him. Yang Limin turned his head and saw a man in a gray robe flying over. The long sword in his hand was like a flash of lightning, and he quickly killed the remaining wolves.