The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

In the sect's meeting hall, the candlelight flickered, stretching the shadows of the crowd and projecting them onto the wall, making it look particularly solemn. The head of the sect sat in the first seat, holding the armrests tightly with both hands, his face heavy as lead clouds, his eyes deep and worried. The elders sat on both sides, each of them with a face full of sorrow, the atmosphere was solemn and serious, as if even the air had become sticky.

"The conspiracy of the dark organization this time is not trivial, its sinister intentions and huge ambitions are obvious. They are trying to control the entire area and put innocent people in dire straits. We must not sit idly by." The head of the sect was the first to break the silence, his voice was low and powerful, like thunder echoing in the hall, every word carried a heavy weight.

An elder stroked his gray beard, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said after thinking for a moment: "Master, in my opinion, the most urgent task is to strengthen the sect's fortifications. We need to raise the city walls, strengthen the city gates, and add arrow towers and watchtowers. At the same time, we need to arrange powerful formations around the sect to prevent enemy raids." His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was firm, and every word was carefully considered.

Another elder nodded in agreement, his expression serious and focused: "Yes, fortifications are important, but personnel recruitment and training are equally urgent. We should expand the team of disciples, select young people with potential from surrounding villages, and include them in the sect's training. At the same time, we should intensify the training of existing disciples, improve their martial arts and magic skills, and enhance their overall strength."

Lin Feng stood aside, listening to the elders' speeches, and his heart was burning with anxiety. He couldn't help but step forward, bowed and said: "Master, elders, I think we can't just passively defend and wait for the enemy to attack. In this way, we are always in a passive situation and it is difficult to grasp the initiative of the battle. We should take the initiative to attack, disrupt their plans, and make them tired of dealing with them." His eyes were firm and fiery, full of desire for battle and persistence for justice.

Su Yao also nodded slightly and echoed: "Lin Feng is right, Master. The dark organization is secretly planning and constantly expanding its power. If we just defend blindly, it will only make them more unscrupulous. We must take the initiative to find their weaknesses and give them a fatal blow." Her voice was crisp and firm, and her eyes revealed courage and wisdom.

The headmaster raised his hand slightly, signaling everyone to be quiet. He pondered for a moment and said, "It is important to take the initiative, but we must be fully prepared. First of all, we must send smart and capable spies to go deep into the enemy's territory and find out the specific situation of the dark organization, including their bases, personnel distribution, weapons and equipment, and action plans. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we fight a hundred battles without danger."

Everyone nodded in agreement with the headmaster's decision.

So, the sect quickly launched an intensive operation. A group of experienced and agile disciples were selected to form a team of spies. They disguised themselves, mixed into the crowd, and set off in all directions. Some went to prosperous towns, some went deep into quiet valleys, and some lurked in remote villages, trying to find clues of the dark organization.

The other part of the disciples stayed in the sect and participated in the construction of defense facilities. They carried heavy wood and moved huge stones, and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but no one complained of being tired, and no one retreated.

Lin Feng and Su Yao were not idle either. They shouldered the responsibility of guiding the new disciples to practice.

On the training ground, the sun was shining hotly on the ground, as if it was going to burn everything. Lin Feng stood in front of a group of new disciples, holding a long sword in his hand, his eyes focused and sharp.

"The sword must be steady, the heart must be determined, and the moves must be decisive!" Lin Feng said loudly, his voice full of power. He began to demonstrate a set of sword techniques, with smooth and powerful movements. Every time he swung the sword, there was a gust of wind, and every move was precise, as if the sword had become a part of his body. The new disciples widened their eyes and studied attentively, fearing that they would miss any details.

While demonstrating, Lin Feng explained: "The key to this set of sword techniques lies in the flexible coordination of steps and the stable control of breath. When you draw the sword, you must gather all the strength of your body at one point and burst out instantly." After that, he stabbed forward with a sword, and the tip of the sword drew a ray of light in the air, which made the disciples exclaim.

After the demonstration, Lin Feng asked the disciples to start practicing on their own, while he carefully observed, corrected their movements from time to time, and gave encouragement and guidance.

"Your wrist is too stiff, relax a little, feel the weight and power of the sword." Lin Feng walked to a disciple, gently held his wrist, and adjusted his posture.

"Not bad, there is progress, keep up this momentum!" Seeing that a disciple's movements were gradually becoming proficient, Lin Feng patted his shoulder with satisfaction.

In another venue, Su Yao was patiently explaining the skills and key points of the use of spells to the disciples. The staff in her hand flickered with a soft light, like the stars in the night sky.

"The concentration of spiritual power must be concentrated, not scattered. Imagine absorbing the surrounding spiritual power into the body and gathering it in the dantian." Su Yao's voice was crisp and pleasant, as if it had a kind of magic, which made the disciples involuntarily immersed in it.

As she explained, she demonstrated: "When casting a spell, you must have no distractions and focus on the form and target of the spell." As she spoke, she gently swung her staff, a fireball formed at the tip of the staff, and then accurately hit the target in the distance, causing cheers.

Outside of the martial arts, the spies carefully shuttled in various towns and valleys, as if the travelers exploring in the dark. One of the spies were named Li Fei. He was thin, but his movements were agile, his mind was flexible, and he was good at hiding his body.

One day, Li Fei came to a remote town. The town seems to be quiet and peaceful, but Li Fei's keen intuition tells him that there is an unusual atmosphere hidden here. He quietly sneaked into the woods outside the town and carefully observed the movement around him.

I saw some traces of deliberate covered by the woods, as well as broken branches and messy grass. Obviously, a large number of people had moved here. Moreover, there is a faint evil atmosphere in the air. If there is nothing, it makes people feel chilling.

Li Fei did not dare to fight grass and shocking snakes. He quietly turned around and collected more information as much as possible. Then, while the night cover was covered, he quickly returned to the martial arts report.

"Director, I found abnormalities outside the town. There are frequent traces of activities in the woods there, not like ordinary hunters or pedestrians. Moreover, the evil atmosphere makes me think it is likely to be a dark organization activity activity. The base. "Li Fei said in a breath, his eyes were full of tension and excitement.

After listening to the head, there was a trace of light in his eyes. He stood up and thought in the hall: "Li Fei, you do well. Continue to surveillance closely, don't act lightly. Once there is a new situation, return immediately."

At the same time, the defensive work in the martial arts is also built in the Heat. The craftsmen were busy creating a variety of equipment. The hammer knocked the sound of metal, the sound of cutting wood was cut together, forming a unique labor symphony.

On the city wall, the disciples are installing huge crossbow machines. After careful design and improvement of these crossbow machines, they can launch powerful crossbow arrows and cause huge threats to the enemy.

At the entrance of the martial arts, the trap is being cleverly set. Some traps are hidden underground. Once triggered, sharp wooden stakes will pop up; some traps are hung in the air, and the enemy can be trapped in it.

Lin Feng and Su Yao looked at the gradually improved defense system, and a little stable in her heart.

"I hope these preparations can play a role at a critical moment to protect our martial arts and people." Su Yao looked at the busy scene and said softly.

Lin Feng clenched his fist and his eyes were firm: "In any case, we must be prepared to fight. Even if the enemy is strong, we will never shrink back."

Over time, the spies have brought back more information. Some discovered the secret warehouse of the dark organization, some found their patrol laws, and some explored their internal contradictions and differences.

Based on these information, the heads and elders constantly adjusted the combat plan. The map was marked with one after another, and each point represents the possible position or important goals of the enemy.

Lin Feng and Su Yao worked harder to train their disciples. They not only taught martial arts and spells, but also trained their disciples' teamwork spirit and fighting will. After daily training, although the disciples were exhausted, their eyes were full of firmness and confidence.

They know that a war is coming, and the living and death of the martial arts depends on whether their preparation is sufficient. But they are fearless, because they have justice, belief, and desire for peace ...