Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 288: Make a Clearance

"I understand. I have no choice but to accept it. Taoist Master Yanshan is very shrewd and has used all sorts of seemingly unrelated arrangements to form a large network with a proper density..."

Inside the Fantasy Fairy Ring, Li Dan kept muttering to himself and turning around in circles.

His voice became unclear as he spoke the rest of the story, using a strange and eerie language to vent his unbearable excitement.

"Old Li, stop talking half-heartedly. What do you understand about Taoist Master Yanshan's plan? Tell me about it."

Xu Yuanchang was not at the right height, and being in the middle of the situation, he couldn't see the logic behind the fog.

Li Dan's eyes flashed with strange colorful lights, as if he had seen through the secrets of heaven but could not reveal them to others. He looked around and said something else, smiling and reminding, "The black soul beads are good things. You invited the old turtle to help break the deadlock, so you should be able to get a lot of soul beads. There are also various resources that the black spirit carries with him. They are all your spoils of war. Don't be so generous as to give them away. When it's time to fight for them, be more proactive and ask for them directly. It's not shameful."

Xu Yuanchang had been dealing with Lao Li for a long time and had understood his bad character, so he agreed and didn't ask any more questions.

Because if Lao Li doesn't want to talk about something, no matter how much you ask, it's useless and you won't get a real answer.

Instead, they will be blackmailed for materials by raising the price.

The old swordsman finished arranging things and sent all the fifth-floor masters to do their own things, leaving only Meng Shanhe and Yu Xijie from the Daning Dynasty. He had already listened to Yu Fengwu's brief account of the cause and effect of the matter, with emphasis on the fact that Xu Yuanchang had invited an unknown old demon from the sky to help, and that the timid woman in a green skirt who followed behind Xu Daoyou was quite capable.

"The most correct thing I have done in recent years is to promote Feng Wu, who has little experience, to the position of Sword Master of Wangjian Mountain, against all odds. Otherwise, even if Xu Xiaoyou could invite the help of the great demon senior from the upper realm, he would not be able to expand the victory and would miss the good opportunity to close the door and fight the dog."

The old sword master swept away the bad luck of just over a day, and became full of energy, laughing to ease the atmosphere.

If someone else were to serve as the lord of Gucheng, it would be difficult for him to unconditionally cooperate with Xu Yuanchang's actions, let alone draw out elite forces to lie dormant before any situation changes and prepare to go out of the city to hunt him down.

Therefore, even if Xu Yuanchang were to invite the great demon senior to come down to earth to show his power in the future and inflict heavy damage on the black spirit army and scare off the black spirit team, there would not be such a good situation as it is now.

The old sword master straightened his robe and bowed solemnly to Xu Yuanchang.

If it weren't for Xu Xiaoyou who somehow found a way to invite reinforcements and reverse the situation, the entire Dingzhou, whether cultivators or mortals, would have been severely injured and all lives would have been lost. Among the thousands of cultivators trapped in the dark world's stronghold, only a very small number would have been able to escape by chance, or even the entire army would have been wiped out.

Meng Shanhe and Yu Xijie followed suit and saluted solemnly, while Yu Fengwu stepped aside and saluted along with them.

Xu Yuanchang hurriedly returned the greeting and shouted, "No, you are embarrassing me."

Gu Yunzhu floated to the other side. She didn't want to have too much interaction with other people.

Lao Li in the space rolled his eyes and curled his lips and said, "Wake up, kid. Don't be fooled by their magic. Old people are smart. The next step is to find out your ways."

The old sword master had already set up restrictions in this area and said with a smile: "You deserve it. If you hadn't announced to Feng Wu in advance that this matter should not be made public, they would definitely use you as an example to boost morale."

Glancing at the woman in green skirt, he also couldn't tell the depth of her cultivation, but he could tell that she was practicing Shinto.

He wanted to let the uproar over the collapse of the Chaos God Tomb that had occurred a few years ago pass and not pursue the matter any further.

Meng Shanhe smiled and added, "Master Yuan, if it is convenient, can you tell me what other plans Master Yanshan has? We can make arrangements in advance."

As an elder of the Xu Yuan sect, he had dealt with Taoist Master Yanshan two hundred years ago, so some things could be discussed face to face.

He had long since determined that Taoist Yanshan was an extraordinary master, and that the person who could invite the great demon from the upper realm to descend to the mortal world must be Taoist Yanshan, but he was only doing so through the hand of Taoist Xu Yuanchang.

Yu Xijie is Yu Fengwu's ancestor. He sent a message to ask his great-granddaughter some questions. He looked up and down at the calm and steady young Taoist priest. The more he looked, the more he felt that his great-granddaughter had a good eye and was good at judging people, and that she had made true friends so early.

Xu Yuanchang extended his hand to introduce Gu Yunzhu, saying, "In recent years, I have not seen Taoist Master Yanshan. In addition to Yunzhu, there is another master who is not convenient to show up. I am not clear about Taoist Master Yanshan's arrangements. Seniors, don't worry too much. Just act according to your plan."

At the top of Gucheng, there were only a few people watching him summon the three-legged turtle, and they were all warned by Yu Fengwu not to spread the matter.

He didn't want to make it known to everyone. The battle with the black spirit was still long and would not be over in eight or ten years.

It is not uncommon for both sides to capture each other's prisoners alive for interrogation.

He has made great contributions, but his own cultivation is not enough to take risks. He does not want to attract the attention of the black spirit masters and attract endless plots and revenge against him. Many times, false reputation is not so easy to bear, and the first rafters to stick out will rot first.

There is an old saying that goes, "You can be prepared for the moment, but you can't be prepared for the rest of your life." It is better to be cautious and cherish your own life.

The Old Sword Saint and Meng Shanhe exchanged a few words through telepathic communication. Chief Xu Yuan revealed that Taoist Yanshan had arranged another expert to help them, and no one would tell them what to do. This made them very happy, as no one wanted to have another emperor above their heads.

Leaving Meng Shanhe to accompany Xu Yuanchang and the woman in green skirt, even if a Black Spirit master risks his life to fight back, there will be someone to hold him back, instead of having to passively defend like before.

The old Sword Master was worried about the battle to wipe out the remaining Black Spirits near Gucheng. In case there were any sixth-level masters who had escaped and were stranded there, he and Yu Fengwu would cooperate with many fifth-floor monks to form a formation to kill them, thus reducing the casualties among the monks.

He led a few people away in a hurry.

Xu Yuanchang and Meng Shanhe chatted while flying low in the sky. The night was thick and the ground was illuminated by floating luminous stones everywhere.

Thousands of monks, except for some who stayed behind to defend the base, were spread out over an area of ​​dozens of miles.

Everyone was talking to each other excitedly and busy cutting through the mountains and ridges.

He escaped death and made a dramatic turnaround in adversity. Before anyone knew what had happened, they only knew that they had won the game in a muddle.

They had heard that the invading Black Spirit army was composed of three families, and it was estimated that only 30% of them escaped. Most of them were Black Spirits who besieged the stronghold and did not enter Dingzhou. The whole incident was shrouded in mystery and mystery.

It aroused people's curiosity and their desire to discuss it secretly.

"Brother Xu, long time no see."

A familiar greeting came from the valley below. A scholar in a white robe used his sword as a hoe to poke the ground, looking up and smiling.

Xu Yuanchang and Uncle Meng apologized, then fell into the valley with a laugh. They saluted Yan Ruxing, whom they hadn't seen for many years. Fu Ying and Liu Nayun ran over from nearby. Both of them had advanced to the third floor, otherwise they would not have been qualified to be among the first batch to enter the dark world.

Yan Ruoxing was not surprised at all that Brother Xu was able to advance to the fourth floor at such a young age.

When Xu Yuanchang was a poor and independent cultivator, he had the courage to give up the benefit of a thousand coins and chose a chance to attend the Taoist Palace as an auditor. Later, he had another choice, which also left a deep impression on him and made him look at him with new eyes.

The thing he regretted most was that he was blind and sent Brother Xu to the Qingping County Taoist Palace with his own hands instead of keeping him in the academy.

Every time he thought of that past event, he felt like banging his head against the door frame.

"Brother Yan, you have gone all the way overseas to help me find a phantom fire. I have always wanted to thank you in person."

"Don't worry, that's a partnership between you and Sister Yu... If you really want to thank me, help me..."

Yan Ruoxing was as straightforward and mischievous as ever. He gestured with his fingers as if writing, meaning "you know", laughed, and lowered his voice to ask: "You just came in from outside, tell me, brother, who led this muddled battle today to victory? It was definitely not Sister Yu, she doesn't have that ability..."

He really has to thank his ancestors for eight generations.

He and his two apprentices almost lost their lives in this damn place, and died in a confused manner.

Meng Shanhe in the air coughed with a stern face, blocking all troubles for Xu Yuanchang.

Yan Ruoxing patted Brother Xu on the shoulder with a smile. He would not make things difficult for his brother since it involved a secret that could not be revealed. He said, "Brother still has a mission to complete. When we have some free time, let's sit down and have a couple of drinks. You can go about your business."

He and Deputy Hall Master Meng had known each other for many years, and he was too lazy to salute Deputy Hall Master Meng in the air. A battle turned out to be such a cowardly bird. He was very unhappy with all the high-ranking masters of the Fifth Floor. Carnivores are despicable. Concubine Yu, who led the team to hunt down the black spirit and rescue them, was not among them.

Xu Yuanchang flew into the air and continued to patrol with Meng Shanhe and Gu Yunzhu.

Before they had flown for a while, someone called out from below: "Friend Xu, I'm glad to see you. Is Friend Liu all right?"

It was Grandma Jiao Teng, with a conspicuous head of white hair. She and a few others were using wooden magic to clear a dense forest with deep roots.

Xu Yuanchang went back to talking about the past and being polite.

……

Zhu Zongshan led a well-trained team of a thousand men from the Daning Dynasty, and methodically infiltrated, divided, encircled, and annihilated the remaining Black Spirit troops, quickly and effectively pursuing them to a hundred miles southeast of Gucheng.

He received secret instruction from his ancestors, had abundant resources, and made rapid progress in his cultivation, having already advanced to the late stage of the third floor.

He became more and more adept at commanding the army and could use various tactics with ease.

They advanced layer by layer, and surrounded and killed more than a hundred scattered black spirits, among which there were more than a dozen fourth-level black spirits. Elder Mei, Commander Wu Jixiong and several other fourth-level building masters followed the direction of the soul-dividing flag and cooperated to quickly strangle the fourth-level black spirits.

The thousand-man team has specialized teams of formation masters, talisman masters, sword masters, thunder masters and five elements masters.

Usually, a series of fire talismans and thunder spells are thrown at each other, and the formation master's binding gravity is interwoven like a net and begins to take effect. Flying swords pour down like rain, and after one wave, there are almost no black spirits left floating.

Elder Mei and Commander Wu took advantage of every opportunity to finish off the particularly stubborn fourth-order black spirit.

You have to be quick, otherwise you won’t be able to get the meat.

The large formation composed of a thousand third-floor monks rolled over and was invincible, harvesting the fallen soul beads, materials, and strange things.

"Bang", a ball of gray energy exploded in the middle of the team, instantly blasting more than a dozen monks in formation into pieces. More than thirty monks who were affected fell to the ground, and some vomited blood.

"Level 5 Black Spirit, be careful!"

"Protect!"

Commander Wu and Elder Mei shouted loudly to remind them.

Zhu Zongshan was protected by the Black Mountain Guards. With an expressionless face, he waved the soul-dividing flag in his left hand repeatedly, and used the "arm-like finger-controlling technique" to pass it to ten military officers to perform the "penetrating flower charge" tactic, first connecting the entire team into a whole and moving them, strengthening the defense, and then waiting for an opportunity to find the enemy and attack.

He had confidence in the team he had trained himself, and they could still kill the fifth-level black spirit.

An invisible wave came from the air towards Zhuzong Mountain.

Hundreds of Black Mountain Guards formed a diamond-shaped three-dimensional formation and simultaneously made hand gestures, causing colorful light to spread out layer by layer.

"Boom", the black spirit magic that took advantage of the night to launch a sneak attack was rejected outside the formation and disappeared in the air.

Commander Wu noticed something and before he could remind anyone, he waved his hand and the flying sword shot towards the top of a mountain three hundred feet to the east. In military terminology, this is called "throwing the sword to ask for directions." He and several other elders were in the team and could not leave at will.

Zhu Zongshan ignored the energy ripples exploding more than ten feet above him and pointed his soul-dividing flag in a circle.

The order was given to several military commanders at the same time, so of course there were slight differences in the order of their attacks.

"kill!"

Countless magical swords were raised and chopped down towards the top of the mountain.

Zhu Zongshan raised the Jusha Sword in his right hand and slashed down at the same time. More than a hundred sword lights attacking from different formations instantly gathered into a three-meter-thick magnificent sword energy, which suddenly hit the top of the mountain.

The thunder and lightning were like rain, covering an area of ​​a hundred feet above the mountain top.

The flames that followed formed a huge cage, with one, two, and three layers of blockade.

The superposition of gravity magic finally forced a faint shadow to take shape. It extinguished the splashing sword energy and burning lightning, and shuttled through the flaming cage to escape to the foot of the mountain.

Zhu Zongshan shouted: "Draw a line on the ground to make a prison!"

Dozens of invisible magical powers acted on the black spirit phantom, finally trapping the powerful fifth-order black spirit inside.

In order to deal with difficult masters, he specially trained talented monks to learn several practical magical skills, and even had special monks practice forbidden magic.

The combined power of their magical powers is so powerful that even a sixth-level expert could be trapped for a moment.

The black spirit who was struggling left and right while desperately casting spells became the first unlucky guy to try out the secret method of mass magic.

Elder Mei waved his hand and threw a red fire talisman into the air to send an alarm.

"Bang", flames exploded, calling on the fifth-floor masters in the distance to come quickly, as a fifth-level black spirit was discovered here.

Zhu Zongshan waved the Soul-Dividing Flag with his left hand, sending out new instructions again. He raised the Killing Sword in his right hand, and as the long swords standing like a forest chopped down, he used the "Five Phases Gathering" to gather the sword light, this time shrinking it to a thickness of about ten feet.

"Boom", the condensed sword energy smashed a groove in the rocky ground.

The fifth-level black spirit, which was a living target, was nearly killed by the powerful sword and was broken into several pieces miserably.

What followed was the baptism of lightning, fire, and gravity.

There was only a gray cracked soul bead left on the spot, and the other items were scattered more than ten feet away.

Commander Wu and Elder Mei exchanged glances, unable to hide their excitement. It was incredible. They managed to kill a lone and provocative fifth-level black spirit without much effort.

Zhu Zongshan's face was a little pale. The attack with the gathered sword light consumed a lot of mana and energy, and his cultivation was still not enough to squander.

The team waved the soul-dividing flag several times in succession and rolled in the air.

Two figures fled from the northwest, one of them was Xue Miaozhou, the deputy hall master of the Sitian Hall of the Daning Dynasty. He looked around and found the fifth-level soul beads where the lightning and flames were. He was surprised and said, "Ji Xiong, Yuan Jian, you are fast enough. Is the loss big?"

As the leader, Wu Jixiong clasped his fists and said, "Reporting to Vice Palace Master Xue, we were attacked by a fifth-level black spirit, and eleven of our brothers died and more than thirty were injured. It was my negligence, and I am willing to accept the punishment!"

"There will always be casualties in war. You have done well enough. Keep up the good work!"

Deputy Hall Master Xue Miaozhou raised his hand and flew to the nearby area with another fifth-floor monk to inspect. Several teams of a thousand men had already encountered sneak attacks by fifth-level black spirits.

So far, the Daning Dynasty's team has suffered the least losses.

He also independently surrounded and killed a fifth-level black spirit.

It demonstrated the power and prestige of the Da Ning Dynasty, which was unique.

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(End of this chapter)