The only way

Chapter 875 The heroic soul remains on the eternal monument

Opening another booklet, it recorded the number of demon corpses.

There are six demon clans in the golden elixir realm, sixty-seven demon clans in the foundation building realm, two hundred and ninety-eight demon clans in the Qi refining realm, and three hundred and one demon beasts.

A total of six hundred and seventy-two.

One hundred and fifty-four and six hundred and seventy-two.

More than four times the casualty rate.

It seems that the human race has the absolute upper hand, but in fact it is not the case.

You know, the number of monks guarding Jumang City plus the spiritual beasts is less than two thousand.

The demon clan's army numbered tens of thousands.

In other words, the number of the demon army is more than five times that of the monks in Jumang City.

Lingchu was a Yuanying monk, so it was not difficult for him to escape unscathed, but the mortals and low-level monks in the city could only wait for death.

What's more, this was a time of life and death. Even Lingchu himself didn't dare to say that he could still stand firm for a mortal whom he didn't know at this time.

If you want to break the situation, the decisive point of the battle can only be the success or failure between them Nascent Soul monks.

Even if the city defense formation can delay enough time, it will be too cruel for the monks guarding the city.

I'm just afraid that if we continue to hold on, the city will be destroyed.

There are many mortals on board a cloud boat. Today, four cloud boats failed to escape the pursuit of the demons.

It’s still twice as bad in the middle!

This was one of the reasons why Lingchu wanted to fight quickly.

Huang was seriously injured this time. If nothing unexpected happens, Jumangcheng will not have to worry about the demon army coming back again for a short time at least.

This was something Lingchu didn't want to see.

Jumangcheng cannot afford it.

She has always known this.

The good news is that both Yunzhou and the people are fine, but the bad news is that only the remains of Yunzhou and the people have been found.

Jumang City occupies a convenient location and is well prepared, but the gap is only more than four times greater.

After Lingchu read the news, he didn't make any comments.

After the battlefield was cleared, the monks who were sent out to look for Yunzhou for help also returned one after another.

Nor will he require other monks to do the same just because he has good intentions towards mortals.

The remaining two ships were seriously injured. The monks who escorted Yun Zhou in one escaped, but most of them survived. The other one escaped with mortals, but only half of them survived.

People are not killed for their own sake.

Two of them were completely wiped out, and together with the monks escorting Yunzhou, more than a thousand people died.

Why be so demanding on others?

When we arrived at the Carousel City, although the monks along the way were coming and going in a hurry and sometimes looked gloomy, the first battle could be regarded as a great victory.

But the news they brought was equally good and bad.

The continuous defeat of the demon army was really the only happy event among countless monks' lives piled up.

The mortals in the city gradually got the news. Although they still did not dare to go out, they finally dared to open the doors and windows.

Knowing that the war was successful, although they did not know who they were fighting against or why, they naturally rejoiced in the victory of Jumang City after living in Jumang City for a long time.

After the battlefield was initially cleared, Lingchu turned around and returned to the city.

But she did not return to her place of residence, but went to the place in the city where the wounded and wounded monks were placed.

Huichun Hall.

The most ordinary name contains the simplest expectations.

Wonderful rejuvenation. Monks naturally do not have the so-called wounded soldiers' camp on the mortal battlefield, only a hall full of alchemists.

Some of these alchemists came from the Sanqing Dao Sect, some came from casual cultivators, and some came from the major forces attached to Jumang City.

But without exception, everyone has at least one good recipe.

For example, Hua Su, the foundation-building realm alchemist of Sanqing Dao Sect, is good at refining a kind of elixir called Shenggu Musikdan.

As the name suggests, the Bone-Regenerating and Muscle-Consolidating Pill is very effective in bone growth and muscle condensation. Although it is impossible to regenerate a severed limb, as long as the severed limb is still there, you can still regenerate it by taking the elixir and fitting the severed limb to the wound. Continued.

At the same time, this elixir is also very useful for skin problems such as burns and corrosion. It can completely regenerate the skin, and it is not a problem for the skin to be clotted.

There is also an alchemist who is a casual cultivator, but he has a pill recipe in his hand that can refine a pill called Hui Po Dan.

The Soul Recovery Pill specializes in repairing damaged spiritual consciousness. It can be said to be a very rare pill.

The key thing is that the elixir used in the soul pill this time is not expensive, but the quantity is larger.

Compared with other spiritual elixirs, which are mostly expensive and rare, this time the soul elixir has extremely obvious advantages and is more suitable for use on the battlefield.

The people here are not like the mortal wounded barracks, wailing all over the place. Although they are also seriously injured, some have broken legs and hands, or injuries with visible bones, they have spiritual power to protect their bodies and elixirs to stop bleeding. Most of the injured monks are silence.

He waited quietly for the alchemists to check the injuries one by one, and then distributed appropriate elixirs according to the injuries. Those who could still move could leave directly.

Those who were seriously injured were lying in a specially opened room in Huichun Hall.

There is an alchemist inside who feeds the elixirs and uses spiritual power to warm and nourish the body.

Lingchu calmed down his aura and quietly passed through the lobby of the Rejuvenation Hall and entered the side hall where the seriously injured were.

There were quite a few monks lying inside, thirty or forty of them.

Most of these monks were in a coma and could only rely on soaking in medicinal baths prepared by alchemists to maintain their injuries.

Lingchu's lotus steps moved lightly, the spring water method was moving, and drops of green water appeared in his hands.

With a flick of his finger, dozens of green water drops sank into the bodies of these monks, and astonishing vitality instantly filled their bodies.

The gentleness and the effect of the elixir together repaired their broken flesh and blood meridians.

There was a slight squeaking sound, and the alchemist of the side hall who was busy preparing the medicinal bath looked back instantly because of his sharp ears and eyes.

I saw that a monk who had been in a coma because his lower body was bitten by monsters and poison entered his body actually woke up.

He was suddenly surprised. The medicated bath medicine he prepared was so effective?

I'm happy again, just wake up. When the monk wakes up, he can run his exercises, slowly nourish his body, and recover faster.

And in the corner where he couldn't see, Lingchu left quietly as he had come.

A few days later, the compiled list of the dead was also delivered to the monks in the central square of the city.

An eternal monument has been erected here.

The souls of heroic heroes will live on forever, and their majesty will last forever.

This eternal monument will be inscribed with all the monks who died in the battle with the demons.

When Jumang City was first established, this eternal monument was the first to stand.

The one used is the Qinggang Hundred Refining Stone, which can be regarded as a magic weapon.

It has no other uses, except that it is not afraid of rain, snow, wind and frost, is as strong as ever, and does not change color for thousands of years.

The name engraved on it can truly last forever.

It is not easy to carve words on it. Those responsible for carving words on this eternal monument are all with cultivation level above Foundation Establishment, and they also need to be good at hand carving.

The carved characters, no matter how elegant and beautiful they are, must also be done neatly.

Holding the list of the dead in his hand, the monk in charge of engraving the Eternal Stele was silent. He took out a small carving knife from his storage bag, and spiritual power surged in his hand.

First, he seemed to confirm the name carefully, and then slowly and solemnly carved each stroke on the eternal monument.

The blue-gray stone chips were blown away by the wind, and strange names slowly emerged under the carving knife. Behind each name was a precious life.