Journey to the head

Musashi Mountains, the land of the Sikong clan.

In the quiet room, there were only two people: the newly promoted Triumphant Xuanjun Sikong Sheng and the Jade Spiritual Jun Sikong Shengji.

Sikong Shengji was as tall and mighty as the other tribesmen, but he had a pair of white and delicate hands with long slender fingers, like a woman's. The martial arts he practiced were also different from those of most tribesmen.

"Uncle San." Sikong Shengji sighed, "Even now, I still think it's too risky to pin my hopes on them."

Sikong Sheng looked at his nephew, whom he admired and relied on the most, and couldn't help but become more patient.

"How can I not understand your worries? But Shengji, you still don't understand what the life and death refining form means to the Nascent Soul, and you don't understand what the Yuanshen means to a family or a sect..."

"With the Dharma Realm, I can touch the truth of the world and have the qualifications to talk to the existence above me. Sheng Ji, this will allow my Sikong family to break free from the shackles and move forward to a brand new world!"

A blush appeared on Sikong Sheng's face.

"To win such an opportunity, how can we not take risks!" He said firmly, "Although they are not the masters of this place, as long as we can reach the conditions and help us clear the charge of communicating with corpses, it will not be a problem to protect our Sikong family. Even if we take a step back, we can just give up Cangzhou."

"No matter where we are transferred to, my Yuanshen family is a powerful dragon. Are we afraid that we can't defeat the local snake?"

Sikong Shengji hesitated for a moment, but still did not express his concerns.

Yes, think about it, it has come to this point now, what else can we do? I just hope that our ancestors will bless us and everything will go smoothly.

Regardless, the first step has been completed, and Uncle San has successfully advanced to the Yuanshen level. Now we just need to capture the target, and we will have bargaining chips.

Looking at his expression, Sikong Sheng's tone became stern.

"Sheng Ji, our Sikong family has inherited the martial arts, fighting against heaven and earth, and never caring about life and death. We have never known how to write the word fear!"

"No matter if the road ahead is a bright road or a steep cliff, Monk Sikong will move forward courageously and never retreat. Either our family will rise to heaven, or our entire clan will be wiped out. What should our Sikong family fear?"

Sikong Shengji took a deep breath and said, "Yes, Third Uncle, I will do my best."

……

On the top of the highest peak of the Musashi Mountains, the Sikong family’s largest meeting hall was built.

This hall was built entirely of black giant rocks, looking cold and wild. One hundred and eight dragon-shaped pillars supported the extremely high and large space, so that the Sikong family martial artists gathered here, although generally tall and strong, looked much smaller.

According to the rules of the Sikong family, each member of the family can only have a chair in this hall after achieving the Golden Elixir, and once they die, the chair will be removed immediately. Now there are dozens of chairs in this hall, which is the most prosperous time for the Sikong family in thousands of years.

However, today, most of these chairs decorated with colorful animal skins and various ferocious animal heads were empty. There were only less than ten people sitting in the hall, participating in this important meeting to decide the next tactic of the Sikong family.

They are the core figures of the Sikong family. Other Sikong Jindan are defending various places, preparing for the next round of attack.

Most of the people present were filled with grief and indignation as they watched some of the chairs being removed, including the chairs of two Nascent Souls. How could they not feel grief and anger?

But after their grief and indignation, everyone looked at Sikong Sheng sitting on the main seat with eager and expectant eyes, hoping that this new Xuanjun, on whom all the hopes of the Sikong family were placed, could lead them to a bright future.

"The life-and-death war has begun." Triumphant Xuanjun Sikong Sheng looked at everyone coldly. He knocked on the armrest of the chair, "No one should be lucky. If we win, we will have a way to survive. If we lose, we will only die."

"How should we fight this battle next? You all tell us. Shengji, you speak last."

If it was asked who would be the first to charge into battle, the Sikong monks present would definitely rush to take the lead, but now it was about deploying troops and fighting the enemy, and these Sikong people were looking around, hoping that the other party would have a flash of inspiration.

Looking left and right, under Sikong Sheng's increasingly stern gaze and increasingly restless spiritual pressure, and because Sikong Yang and Sikong Qing were still recovering from their injuries, Sikong Yan, as the only Nascent Soul in the field besides Sikong Shengji, had to bite the bullet and speak first.

"Although Third Uncle has been promoted successfully, the strength of my family alone is still not as strong as the combined strength of the Xuanwei sects. Moreover, they must be more cautious after falling into the trap last time. It is difficult to effectively attack the enemy from the outer defense line."

"Why not give up the periphery and concentrate all our forces on the defense of the Musashi Mountains. We have been operating here for a thousand years, and it is impregnable enough to hold out for a long time. If we contact the corpse demons now, even if they are unwilling to help me, they will take the opportunity to wreak havoc for their own purposes, and my family will be able to fight back."

Although this answer was not to his liking, Sikong Sheng felt relieved. After all, Sikong Yan had used his brains and knew that if hard fighting didn't work, he should seek external help instead of saying some nonsense about leading the charge and fighting to death.

"I've already said that we should not mention the corpse clan anymore!" Sikong Sheng shouted solemnly, "From the moment I returned from the life and death refining, no, from the very beginning, my Sikong family has had nothing to do with the evil corpse clan!"

"We have never seen the zombies, so we naturally can't expect any external help!"

Sikong Yan sat back down in disgrace. With him leading the scolding, several Jindan finally spoke up.

"Why don't we ambush our elite troops in the mountains outside? Wait for the enemy's main force to pass by and then suddenly attack them, or attack their hinterland, or turn around and attack them together with our main force, and maybe we can succeed."

"No, intelligence says the enemy has also organized a defensive force in the territory, so an elite surprise attack won't work. And our military strength is relatively weak, so attacking from both sides is meaningless. On the contrary, once the enemy's second-line troops come to the rescue, we will be surrounded by dumplings."

"In my opinion, the coalition forces are besieging from all sides, and their strength is actually dispersed. The northeastern part where the Qinglian Zhenzong is located is the weakest, and there is only one Yuanying. We can directly eat them under the leadership of Xuanjun!"

"...No, if we attack the Qinglian True Sect, the Xuanwei Sect and the Spirit Beast Sect can take advantage of the opportunity to attack and seize the Musashi Mountains, and we will be trapped in a jar."

……

It's still a little short, I didn't think of the key point. Sikong Sheng listened to a few arguments and shook his head.

That's fine. After all, they don't know the most crucial chess piece, so it's normal that they can't figure it out. Anyway, it's just to train them, so that they don't use their fists faster than their brains every day, and their brains become rusty and can't turn around.

"Shengji, tell me what you think."

After hearing Xuanjun's order, Sikong Shengji bowed.

"Yes, third uncle."

"Now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, it is difficult for us to use our strategies. If we continue to fight head-on, even if both sides have equal consumption, the enemy still has reserve forces to replenish, and the gap between the enemy and us will only get bigger and bigger."

"So, now is the time when the gap between our strength and the enemy's is the smallest."

Sikong Shengji suddenly raised his head and spoke loudly.

"The decisive battle begins now!"

……

The rumbling war drums sounded again. The afternoon sun was blazing. The 180 floating warships of the nine northwestern counties pointed their swords to the southeast. The ships of different colors reflected the light, and all kinds of flags stood like a forest. Lu Qian was sitting on a new flagship, staring at the target in the distance. It was another spiritual vein station of the Sikong family. The various golden pills had dispersed and gradually moved forward, surrounding the spiritual vein.

After only one morning of rest, the second round of conquest began.

The target this time is the twenty-one spiritual veins in the center of the Sikong family's territory, and after taking these spiritual veins and continuing to advance, the next target will be the four spiritual veins on the outskirts of the Musashi Mountains.

They advanced inward in circles like this, and eventually the Cangzhou army, the Xuanwei spirit beasts, the Qinglian Yunshan sects and other factions would hunt in the Musashi Mountains and wipe out the Sikong family and all the evil spirits of the corpse clan.

The same mistake will not be made again in this attack on Xuanwei Sect. In the absence of sufficient intelligence support, the army will advance simultaneously and almost evenly distribute the troops to the twenty-one target spiritual veins.

Every few spirit veins, there is a Yuanying from their side, which is convenient for providing support to various places at any time. For this reason, Miaomiao Xuanjun transferred Lingxuan Lingjun out of Xiyi Mountain, leaving only Qingyuan Sanren to guard the mountain gate.

It is said that Miaomiao Xuanjun originally planned to be fair and draw from all three factions, and transferred Qingyuan Sanren, the "hermit". However, Qingyuan Sanren said that he was old and weak and could not withstand the fierce battle. Besides, young people needed more training and opportunities to shine, so Lingxuan Lingjun was selected.

Miaomiao Xuanjun himself sits at the center, and with all the armies advancing in unison, any ambush planned by the Sikong family will be smashed to pieces.

The army of the nine northwestern counties led by Lu Qian was the same as last time. It still served as a vanguard and did not disperse. After conquering the target spiritual vein in front, it provided support or continued to advance according to the actual situation.

In the blink of an eye, the army of the nine counties had surrounded the target spiritual vein, but above the spiritual vein, only the mountain protection formation was shining, and no cultivators came out to fight.

Thinking of what happened in the first round, Lu Qian frowned.

The Sikong family wouldn't resort to the same old tricks again, right?
"attack!"

The overwhelming spiritual beams made the formation sway left and right, flickering. Under the leadership of Taoist Wudi, five Jindan led some elite troops to break in, and almost in an instant, the formation was completely destroyed.

Empty, another empty spiritual vein!

After hearing the report, Lu Qian tapped the commander's flag lightly in his palm.

The Sikong family gave up this spiritual vein. Did they shrink their defenses, ambush at another spiritual vein, or -

The Huanyin Conch, Telescope and other communication devices suddenly vibrated together, and Lin Le was shocked when he saw the message clearly.

"Master, the Sikong family muster all their elite troops to raid the location of Lord Miaomiao Xuan!"

"Sikong Sheng, four Nascent Soul Spirit Lords, and nearly forty Golden Core True Immortals are all here. They have abandoned the Musashi Mountains!"

"Miao Miao Xuan Jun urgently tells all units to abandon their advance and rush to rescue!"

Lu Qian stood up suddenly.

The Sikong family gave up everything, abandoned the mountain gate and raided Miaomiao Xuanjun, directly starting a decisive battle.

Very decisive, courageous, and good at seizing the opportunity!

"Zhao Yunchang, what's the status of the corpse demon?"

Zhao Yunchang quickly replied: "Master, they haven't moved yet, they are still near the Musashi Mountains!"

The sound of fighting shook the heavens and the earth, the rumbling sound was louder than thunder, the clouds within a hundred miles were shattered, the dazzling sunlight shone down unhindered, and among the various attacks that rolled in like a storm, a layer of blood like fog was particularly conspicuous.

The troops of both sides have been tightly entangled in one, and judging from the flags, the flags of the Sikong family are overwhelming and are gradually tearing the flags of the Xuanwei faction into pieces!

Leading the way, charging left and right as if in an empty space, were five huge scarlet warships.

The Sikong family’s champion-class airship, the Chibao Thunder Boat!

The various warships of Xuanwei Sect, whether it was the elite-class Yangwuya ship, the commander-class Fuguangluoying Mengchong, or the Huaiyuan Kangji battleship, all looked tiny and small in front of the Chibao Thunder Boat. Even the champion-class Xuanwei Town Tower Ship was shorter than it, like a child standing in front of an adult.

There are three levels of training grounds in each thunder boat. Eighty-eight foundation-building masters are shirtless, swinging their arms and dropping the drumsticks in their hands heavily.

Every time the uniform drum beats sounded, there was a flash of lightning on the eighty-eight drums. The azure lightning rays connected into one piece. Lightning arcs continued to explode, lingering around the ship and surging around it, like waves supporting the ship.

Each of the thunder boats carried three thousand elite Sikong Qi training soldiers. At this moment, their fighting spirits were closely intertwined, shooting outwards through the densely packed and scattered spiral copper pillars inserted into the hull of the thunder boat, blasting the surrounding enemy ships into pieces like a violent storm.

Sikong Family Battle Formation: Thousand Hands of Fury!

The Chibao Thunder Boat galloped in the sea of ​​thunder and lightning, and electric arcs dozens of feet thick were shooting and sweeping in all directions like a dancing dragon. It swung down heavily and smashed through the Xuanwei Sect's warship defense formation, and even broke the small ships in half.

Even if they managed to dodge the electric arcs that were as thick as dozens of stories high, with the Sikong battle formation blasting out strong energy, even the iron warships would be blown into fireballs and fall down.

The Chibao Thunder Boat pounced on the battlefield like a giant whale, easily destroying the Xuanwei airships that were like shrimp soldiers and crab generals in front of it.

If it was a fair fight, Xuanwei Sect's champion-level Xuanwei Town Ship would certainly be able to block it, but the problem was that there was only one Xuanwei Town Ship in the field!
Not only that, there are only ten other commander-class airships.

This is because the Xuanwei sect now has three Nascent Soul cultivators, twenty-four Golden Core True Immortals, more than two hundred and fifty Foundation Establishment cultivators, and more than ten thousand Qi-cultivating elites. They are now carrying out the second round of attacks, dispersing their attacks on the ten spiritual veins in the northwest and southwest directions of the Sikong family.

At the moment, those guarding Miaomiao Xuanjun were only one Yuanying, four Jindan, fifty Foundation Establishment, and three thousand Qi Training elites!

With such a small military force, it is like an egg hitting a rock to fight against the five Chibao Thunder Boats, especially the nearly forty Sikong Jindan who followed the army!

Therefore, the Sikong family's sneak attack had just begun, and the battle was one-sided. The only Xuanwei Town ship had already fallen into the clouds with a shocking explosion under the siege of the Red Castle Thunder Boat and the enemy's Golden Core. Most of the ten commander-class airships also crashed, and other small ships fell like raindrops, causing a raging fire that stretched for hundreds of miles in the mountains and forests below.

The five Chibao Thunder Boats have basically cleared out the Xuanwei Sect's airships and are now surrounding them, aiming directly at Miaomiao Xuanjun's floating island!
A brilliant white light has spread out in the air, and the huge formation covers the four Nascent Souls: Sikong Shengji, Sikong Yang, Sikong Qing and Sikong Yan.

In the array, nine stars, namely the Sun, the Moon, the Venus, Jupiter, Mars, Venus, Aura, Rahu and Ketu, are hanging high in the sky, shining brightly.

The Nine Star God Formation of Qiancheng Lingjun!
It inherits the power of the Nine Stars and combines the changes of the Zhoutian, making it extraordinary and powerful.

There was a loud buzzing sound!
The nine stars flashed simultaneously, and in the dazzling white light, the four Sikong Yuanyings were all flung away, and Qiancheng Lingjun groaned, his left arm limply falling down, a huge wound appeared on his shoulder, and a few inches down was the heart.

Having to withstand the full-force assault of four Sikong Yuanying masters who fully unleashed their magical powers, even though he was about to achieve perfect Yuanying, he still suffered a great loss.

Damn, damn it!
Just when Xuanjun's floating island was moving forward and passing by this place, the triumphant Xuanjun Sikong Sheng suddenly rushed out. Xuanjun had just taken him down when the hills shook, sand and rocks flew wildly, and five Chibao thunder boats broke out of the mountains and launched a surprise attack!
The Sikong family actually knew Xuanjun's exact location and set up an ambush with the whole clan's strength!
How did they know?
There is a traitor among us, and the traitor has always been by Xuanjun's side!
But the most crucial thing now is that we had also thought that there would be an insider from the Sikong family in the faction, but we never expected that Sikong Sheng, who had just been easily defeated, would dare to directly attack Xuanjun!
What does he rely on? ! (End of this chapter)