Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 486 Six Years
The war between the Northern Hanzhou and the northern witches, sea beasts, and prairie monks has lasted for thousands of years.

The hands of both sides are stained with countless blood and souls of the other side. The battle has reached this point, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, and it will inevitably end with the downfall of one side.

live in peace?

In fact, it was really the witches and grassland monks who took the initiative, because the power of the immortal cultivators was developing too fast.

The elders of the witch clan and the sages among the grassland monks judged that if they continued to live in peace as before, it would not take long for the ancient witch clan to perish.

The forces of cultivators will completely engulf the entire Northern Territory Hanzhou, their hometown.

On the contrary, these thousands of years of fighting have stimulated the potential of both the ancient witch clan and the grassland monks, killing a large number of mortals and slowing down the development speed of the immortal cultivators.

So every hundreds of years, the witch clan, sea beast monster cultivators, and grassland monks would gather together to launch a decisive battle.

If he wins, he will break through Tianyong City, destroy the thousand-year development accumulation of the immortal cultivators, and slow down their northward march.

If they are defeated, they can also unite the ancient witch clan and grassland monks to let them know clearly that if they want to continue to live as in the past, the immortal cultivators are their common mortal enemies.

Six years have passed since the Tiandu Island Xianyuan Trial.

During these six years, Zhang Lie has made countless gains, and even accumulated meritorious deeds to exchange for some precious pills that increase mana.

He has gradually accumulated meritorious deeds to be able to gain freedom, but the elders of Tianyong City are not weak to him. At the juncture of the First World War in hundreds of years, Zhang Lie is determined to go to this catastrophe with him.

"With my current level of mana, it's not a problem not to seek merit but to protect myself. Elder Li will not send me to complete tasks that cannot be completed with my mana level. Under normal circumstances... at least fight this battle Let's go after that."

For the past ten years, Zhang Qing sent many letters to Zhang Lie every year, looking forward to Zhang Lie's return home, and even Wang Wanyi sent some letters, but Zhang Lie was too lazy to reply.

Tianyong City, in the main hall of discussion.

Majestic, solemn.

Elder Li Douliang, Daoist Fanxia, ​​Daoist Jingyue, Zhang Lie and others were all there. Besides, there were many Yuanying Zhenjun and Jindan Daoist monks in the hall.

On the sand table in front of them, with the infusion of mana, the scenery in the sand table soars and evolves, making people feel like they are in the real world.

"Over the northern prairie monks, a great guru who is proficient in formations has appeared in recent years. He actually took his disciples all over the grasslands and set up this 'evil dragons devouring the sky'. Of course, they call it Canglong, who is the 'heaven devouring' referring to here, don't you need me to clarify?"

Following the direction of Elder Li Douliang, a black gray mist rose in the direction of the grassland, forming a ferocious black dragon, which raised its head and roared in the direction of Tianyong City, as if wanting to devour it.

"If this formation is completed, I don't know what effect it will have, but I definitely don't want it to be completed. We must do our best to stop what the enemy wants to accomplish."

"Besides, those witches have been fighting us for many years, and the witches in the tribe have also brought forth new ones. Over the years, they have cultivated many giant beasts from ancient times. Although they are slow in movement and low in intelligence, they are invincible in breaking through cities and formations. It is difficult to resist, and you should deal with it early."

This meeting was presided over by Elder Li Douliang, who told a lot of frightening inside stories, so that when the meeting ended, everyone frowned and looked sad.

After the meeting ended, most people dispersed.

Only Fanxia, ​​Jingyue, Zhang Lie and other confidantes were left behind.

Elder Li, who presided over the meeting for several days, no longer needed to hold back in front of these people. He returned to his seat and rested for a while with his hands on his forehead.

But after only resting for a moment, he spoke again:
"Although the war is fierce, it is also the best catalyst for civilization. Back then, the monks who came to the Northern Territory Cold Continent were all shabby and settled. A group of casual cultivators who wanted to fight without fists or courage were all those who lived in Central Continent in the East. Zhou can't survive, and can't earn spirit stones to support those who practice."

"But look at today, although my Tianyong City is still not as profound as Zhongzhou's top ten sects, but who in the world would dare to underestimate my Tianyong City?"

"Thousands of years ago, we were massacred by local monks and witches. Hundreds of thousands of our fellow tribes were slaughtered by their witch sacrifices. How many people without fists and courage stood on the blood and bones of these tribes. I swear vengeance!"

"We have studied Taoism and updated our skills, and now we are gradually taking the main offensive. It is the turn of those grassland monks, and the witches are afraid! War is the best practice."

Elder Li Douliang raised his head from his seat, slowly opened his eyes, and met Zhang Lie's eyes.

Inexplicably, Zhang Lie felt faintly that the other party's words were aimed at himself.

Elder Li Douliang, who had adjusted his mind, thought carefully and arranged several tasks. Zhang Lie and several other monks left the meeting hall after receiving their orders.

Then, this lion-like old man turned his head sideways and looked at his disciple, Daoist Fanxia.

"Fan Xia, don't you have feelings for Zhang Liesu, why hasn't there been any movement in these years? You can't do such a thing well by dragging a man to bed?"

Hearing this, Master Fan Xia blushed, not knowing how to answer.

Realist Jingyue at the side saw this, and hurried forward to salute: "Master, I don't blame my sister for this, Senior Brother Zhang already has a lover in his original sect, although Junior Sister has always had a good impression of Senior Brother Zhang, but"

"Who do you think I am planning for?"

Before Daoist Jingyue could finish his words, Master's thunderous reprimand swallowed up all his excuses.

"You act prudently and are good at overall planning. This is your strength and your weakness. On the battlefield, you don't even have the courageous decision to directly break the opponent's bones. How can you decide the life and death of tens of thousands of people? I don't have time Well, after this battle, I'm going to attack Huashen. With your current cultivation and ability, after I retreat, can you take over Tianyong City in the future? If Yuan Lie is willing to help you with all his strength, you will have enough odds."

"The disciple is incompetent, let the master take care of me." Zhenyue Jingyue knelt down and saluted the teacher.

"Don't think I'm forcing you, Jingyue, raise your head and tell me that you are really a casual cultivator of the idle clouds and wild cranes? Shan Xia, tell me that you really don't want to go further on the road. In the future, you will become a Nascent Soul or even Prove that the earth immortal lives forever?"

"..."

"No, teacher, my original intention is to take control of Tianyong City. As long as the grassland monks and Wu clan are defeated, Tianyong City will immediately become one of the most famous in the world. I think, I want to own it."

"...Since this is the case, don't blame the teacher for treating you harshly. I think you know better than anyone else what kind of disaster it would be for a weak person to own Tianyong City."

At this moment, Master Fan Xia looked up and said:
"Master, that Fellow Daoist Zhang Lie is indeed heroic and free-spirited, with extraordinary swordsmanship, and the disciples do appreciate him quite a bit. But can he really help us fulfill our wishes?"

"I don't know, but I have practiced as a teacher for thousands of years, and I have made friends with senior earth immortals who came to the door. My intuition tells me that this Zhang Xiaoyou is stronger than you, and he is too much stronger. Such an outstanding person Tianjiao, either try his best to win him over, or try his best to kill him."

"I never doubt my own judgment!"

……

"Zhang Zhenren!"

"Greetings to Daoist Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Lie walked out of the meeting hall, met many people along the way, and they were all greeted by others. He couldn't respond to them one by one, so he could only walk out quickly.

While walking, a nun ran over, blushed and offered a sachet, and then left quickly.

As the most famous sword cultivator in Tianyong City in the past ten years, coupled with his gentle personality and Yingwei, there are not [-] or [-] female cultivators who want to sleep with Zhang Lie in Tianyong City. no.Many of them are still married women, and they expressly need not be held accountable.

Immortal cultivators are also human beings. Since there are male monks who are obsessed with the beauty of female cultivators, it is natural to have the opposite situation. Immortal cultivators master the power of Taoism, and the difference in power between men and women is extremely small, so they will not be subject to many constraints.

It's just that Zhang Lie has practiced Taoism for many years, and he really doesn't want to be tainted with too much love. When he needs it, he would rather sleep in flowers and sleep in willows than provoke these nuns who give out sachets.

At this time, a person walked over from the opposite side of the long road.

Tall and straight, with soft features, and wearing a white and blue Taoist uniform, it is Shen Xueyi, who is now Lu Chen's family.

Back then, the two Nascent Souls set up ambush in the corpse cave outside Tianyong City, Zhang Lie did not go, but Lu Mingyue went decisively under Shen Xueyi's pleading.

Although he wasn't the target of the mission, the two Nascent Souls couldn't come in vain to set up an ambush, so Lu Mingyue was wiped out, but in the end Shen Xueyi's niece Liang Rongcai managed to escape.

After this incident, Shen Xueyi married into the Lu family as a widow and protected the old and young of the Lu family. This incident was also passed down in Tianyong City for a while.

Some people said that Shen Xueyi was a confidante, while others said that she was a righteous woman. This pure and clear widow beauty, on the contrary, made Shen Xueyi's reputation as a fairy rise a few steps.

However, this had nothing to do with Zhang Lie. The slight friendship between the two ended after that night.

At this moment, they are walking towards each other, and they just nod their heads to signal each other, even if they pass by.

Returning to his cave, Zhang Lie was extremely happy when he saw his second disciple Yun Mengyao holding a jade talisman.

"What's the matter, what makes you so happy?"

"Master, Master, the fourth child has successfully broken through the Nascent Soul, the authentic Nascent Soul Wuji Sword Infant."

The fourth child that Yunmengyao said was Zhu Yuxin, Zhang Lie's fourth disciple.

He was originally a ten-thousand-year spiritual bamboo who became a Taoist, and he loved swordsmanship and focused on it.

After worshiping Zhang Lie as his teacher, he was not in a hurry to improve his realm, but instead studied and transformed the principles of the Dao of the Earth Sha Sword Classic.

Finally, now he has cultivated into the authentic Nascent Soul Wuji Sword Infant.

From ancient times to the present, real sword cultivators all started as authentic Nascent Souls. For ancient sword cultivators, this is the inheritance of the mantle.

Although there are also sword cultivators who have become human souls, but in the context of ancient sword cultivators, those are ordinary disciples who have not inherited the mantle.

"Master, the fourth brother has become a real Nascent Soul. Under the design of the patriarch, he killed a family enemy. Now he wants to come to Tianyong City and follow your teachings at your knees."

"Tell him not to come, let's go to Danyangzong. Here, we will leave after this decisive battle. Although Tianyong City is good, it is not my hometown after all."

"Follow your orders, Master."

When Yun Mengyao heard the words, she nodded in response and then went down to reply to the letter.

Zhang Lie walked into the refining room in the cave, watching the boiling blood and vitality in the copper furnace.

During these six years, Zhang Lie certainly did not sit idle and do nothing.

Because of continuous participation in the war, he killed many witches, prairie monks, and sea beast demon cultivators, and took away their golden elixir and even Nascent Soul.

It's just that Zhang Lie didn't choose to continue to strengthen the sword on his body, but chose to melt and strengthen it into the Five Elements Flag.

The five-element flag of the fifth-rank top-rank, after being attracted by more than a dozen Yuan Dans and even two Yuan Ying, has been gradually promoted to the sixth-rank top-rank after these years of spiritual fusion training.

Although the sea of ​​blood melting spirit technique is a sorcery, there is no problem in using it to kill enemies. Zhang Lie just thinks it is easy to use.

After observing the cultivation of vitality for a while, I practiced a few formulas to stabilize the cauldron.

Then Zhang Lie opened a map in the room, and began to figure it out. It was the topographical map of the grassland outside, the distribution of spiritual veins, and the layout of the evil dragon devouring the sky that the monks of Tianyong City investigated.

In the past ten years in Tianyong City, Zhang Lie has been able to survive, not only by relying on his combat power far beyond his realm. If you are careful, you may encounter the conspiracy of Nascent Soul cultivator, or even besiege.

Zhang Lie has been doing nothing for the past ten years, not only protecting himself, but also not revealing his true strength, because he has done enough homework before each battle.

Many times on the battlefield, looking around, you can know where is the way of life, and where is the place of death that you must never go to.

Staring at the map, thinking about it, Zhang Lie's thoughts gradually turned to Jinhonggu Qing'er.

In the eyes of many people, it was just a daughter whom she hadn't seen much since she was born, but Zhang Lie didn't think so: Since I brought her into this world, I hope she can live happily, Live your best life happily!

Zhang Lie's temperament itself is a person who pays more attention to responsibility and inheritance. He doesn't think this kind of thinking is right, but he is just this kind of person.

"According to the time, Qingyangzi has been in seclusion for more than ten years. He is a heavenly soul with a deep foundation. If he has a magic power-increasing pill as an aid, he can take that step, right?"

"My current skills are not as good as his. The difference between a master and a master is life and death. If I forcefully fight against Qingyangzi... I should die."

Whispering softly like this, even when mentioning his own life and death, the Taoist's voice did not have many ups and downs, as if it was just a plain statement.

(End of this chapter)