Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 294: A series of tricks to add fuel to the fire

The night in the dark world is exceptionally deep and silent. There is no chirping of night insects, and you can’t see your hand in front of you. The black curtain in the sky is dotted with faint twinkling stars.

Xi Yuelou raised his head to determine the direction of the stars, checked it against a hand-drawn blueprint, and transmitted his voice: "We are still nine hundred miles away from the Black Spirit's base in the Domain Passage. It will be dawn in about half an hour. A hundred miles to the left is their farthest mining site. According to the information obtained from the captured soul, there is no fifth-level Black Spirit guarding the mining site."

The old sword master summoned four fifth-floor monks and gave them some instructions.

Two teams of a thousand men were left to rest separately, and after half an hour, all the Black Spirit mining sites were cleared.

A large group of monks, along with the old swordsman and other masters, remained silent and flew back and forth in the night sky, avoiding the mining sites established by the black spirits. When they encountered low-level black spirits that occasionally went out, they would kill them silently.

Hundreds of feet above the dark world, the sky is filled with turbulence, evil winds, and all kinds of strange and bizarre dangers.

Even the masters of the sixth floor would not be willing to take risks in the sky unless absolutely necessary.

Half an hour later, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

The dark army of human monks avoided various mining sites and bunker scouts and flew to the front of the huge fortress complex shrouded in black air. Sharp and noisy sounds were heard in the Black Spirit base, and huge spikes emerged from the top of the six semicircular fortresses.

In just a short moment, the Black Spirit stronghold with a radius of ten miles turned into a huge monster that looked like a hedgehog.

At Zhu Zongshan's command, a team of a thousand people acted quickly. Fifty formation masters took out piles of scattered parts and quickly assembled ten giant siege crossbows. The talisman masters pieced together three-meter-long talisman arrows, which were made entirely of spiritual jade, mostly fire, gold, and thunder.

In the past, spiritual wood was used to make talisman arrows, but the material was scarce and the attack power was not as good as the giant arrows made of spiritual jade.

Dozens of other weapon refiners assembled six huge siege grenade vehicles. Each talisman bomb was five feet in size and was also carved from spiritual jade. The surface was engraved with intricate combinations of talismans. This thing was extremely powerful and the cost was staggering.

If the spiritual jade mine had not been discovered near the Gem City, how could the old sword master and his men dare to use it so lavishly in war?
Just one Lingyu Talisman Bullet is equivalent to the wealth of an ordinary third-level monk in the past.

Various production methods are the accumulation of experience left by our predecessors. Generally, they can only be used for offensive operations after enough resources have been snatched three to five years after the Dark World Gate is opened.

The other monks connected their Qi to build a multi-layered attack or defense formation.

The Black Spirit base had already launched a tentative attack on the human monks' team. Balls of black light smashed into the ground seven or eight miles away, causing gusts of strong wind, gravel and dust.

The old sword master, Fu Xianzhi, Xi Yuelou and others observed for a while, discussed for a moment, and then the old sword master slashed out of thin air with his sword.

A magnificent sword light cut through the ten-mile sky, and with a "bang", black gas rose several feet high.

The dome of the fortress recently only splashed countless debris, and black light surged like a net, weakening the power of the sword light layer by layer and quickly dissolving it.

"Every team, prepare yourself and aim at my sword light attack."

Following the old swordsman's orders, each team aimed their siege crossbows and catapults at the fortress.

"attack!"

Eighty giant arrows whistled like the wind and turned into red, silver, and bright golden flames. Three breaths later, they arrived at the dome of the fortress filled with black air. "Bang, bang, bang", a mixture of flames, lightning, and golden light exploded on the surface of the fortress.

Immediately following, forty-eight spirit jade talisman bombs fell one after another, and huge explosions resounded at dawn.

The black air in the area of ​​a hundred feet was swept away, and it was surrounded by the raging sea of ​​fire and lightning.

The corner of old Grandmaster Xi Yuelou's mouth twitched a little. The accuracy of the catapult was too poor. The attack was scattered, and only a few talisman bombs hit the target of several feet in size that was attacked by the talisman arrows.

You still need to practice more.

Human life is precious, and wars are fought for money.

Pits of varying depths were blasted on the surface of the fortress, the deepest of which reached seven or eight feet. It still failed to penetrate the fortress built by the black spirit, but it did scare the black spirit inside the fortress severely.

Various sharp cries came one after another, and surging black air rushed towards the attacked location, eliminating the erosion of the fortress by flames, lightning, etc.

Sharp thorns pierced through the air and the black spirits guarding the city used their precious weapons to fight back.

The old sword master and other masters took action one after another, using sword lights, spells or magic weapons to block and destroy the black spikes that were flying like raindrops.

This city-defending treasure, known as "Black Thorn" in ancient books, is very powerful and can attack targets more than ten miles away.

A few black thorns that escaped were destroyed by the monks' five elements spells or sword lights that formed the formation. Occasionally, one or two black thorns that slipped through the net were blocked by the protective formations of the subsequent monks, so the huge explosion was no longer a threat.

Taking advantage of the brief ten-breath gap, Zhu Zongshan shouted to the weapon refiner who was controlling the grenade vehicle: "Adjust the attack, correct the landing point, quickly!"

It was a busy, yet orderly scene.

The spikes on the surface of the Black Spirit Fortress were used up, and another wave slowly emerged.

The old swordsman kept time and shouted, "Teams, prepare... to attack!"

The giant arrows and the jade talisman bombs once again concentrated their attacks on the dome of the fortress. The light was dazzling, and after a series of explosions, cheers could be heard.

"It's broken! The black spirit's tortoise shell has been broken!"

"Teams Jianshan and Shanyang, attack the Black Spirit stronghold and destroy the low-level Black Spirits and monsters. The other teams, continue to attack the next fortress dome from a distance."

The old sword master shouted according to the established plan.

According to the information they received, the entire Black Spirit base is composed of six fortresses, which are independent of each other but also form a whole.

Without a large number of high-level black spirits and monsters guarding it, the Black Spirit Fortress could not fully play its protective role.

Led by more than a dozen fifth-floor masters, two teams of a thousand men quickly rushed into the broken fortress, split into small groups, and used teams of a hundred men to strangle the low-level black spirits and monsters fleeing everywhere, with shouts of killing shaking the sky.

The morale of the other five Black Spirit Fortresses declined severely. Under the pressure of a small number of fourth-level and third-level guards supervising the battle, they launched a counterattack in a panic.

Without a fortress base, the overall defense dropped by about 10%.

Two rounds of giant arrows and jade talisman bombs were fired simultaneously, destroying the outer shell of another fortress. By the time the outer shell of the third fortress was destroyed, the black spirits and monsters in the remaining three fortresses were completely panicked and confused. They scrambled to open the internal passages and rushed to the nodes to escape to the black spirit world.

They were worried that if they didn't escape, they would be trapped and killed in one fell swoop.

Thousands of monks wiped out the remaining black spirits and monsters trapped in the fortress with overwhelming force.

After capturing the Black Spirit stronghold, the old Sword Master left behind some fifth-floor monks and a team of a thousand men to guard the entrance of the passage, waiting for the other two mopping-up teams to return. They would also clean up the battlefield, collect the spoils, and break and destroy the meter-thick outer shell of the Black Spirit fortress bit by bit.

"Take away all the useful materials. Smash and destroy the ones that cannot be taken away, leaving a ruin for the black spirits that come later."

"We still have three hours. We should chase and kill as much as we can and expand our victory."

"My boys, charge!"

The old swordsman, with his hair and beard flaring and a roar like thunder, led many masters to rush into the passage first. They came to fight back. Seven teams with almost no losses rushed into the Black Spirit Realm with a roar.

The time for revenge has come.

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Xu Yuanchang stood on the top of the city wall, facing the dark night in the east, stroking the Fantasy Fairy Ring on his left hand with his right hand. His mind fell into a strange tranquility, and red and dark green flames slowly swirled in the depths of his eyes.

Using the magical skills he had learned, he closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation unconsciously.

Green mist surged from his body, mixed with traces of golden and purple light, making him look mysterious and wonderful.

Gu Yunzhu quietly appeared nearby and waved slightly to a group of cultivators who were patrolling by, signaling them to go around to the side and not disturb Elder Xu.

The monk from the fourth floor, who was leading the team of monks, bowed his head and saluted, then led the ten monks away quietly.

Gu Yunzhu looked at the Taoist priest in meditation and murmured, "Luck, merit and glory..."

It was somewhat unbelievable that the merits and luck in Taoist Xu's body were so concentrated that she guessed that Taoist Yanshan gave at least 20% of the credit for the two battles to Xu Yuanchang. She and Taoist Li had worked so hard, but the combined credit might not be as much as Xu Yuanchang's.

There are differences between relatives and strangers, so she had no complaints and could understand Taoist Master Yanshan's approach.

She was thinking that Fellow Daoist Li left too early and should have stayed a few more years.

He waved his hand and set up a sophisticated restriction to conceal Taoist Master Xu, who showed some abnormalities on his body.

She gazed at the shadowy mountains in the east, wondering what she was thinking about, and stood on the city wall until dawn.

Meng Shanhe, who stayed behind in the Gem City, noticed this scene and asked the patrolling monks to avoid that part of the city wall. He walked closer and took a few turns. Seeing that the woman in green skirt didn't look at him directly, he decided not to make trouble for himself.

Xu Yuan stood there until noon, then woke up from his meditation.

The green mist, golden and purple light on his body converged into nothingness. He opened his eyes and felt refreshed. His cultivation level did not increase much, and his soul did not change much.

He could clearly sense that the Yin-Yang Fire in his eyes had taken on a hint of spirituality, moving with his thoughts and becoming even more powerful.

He nodded to Gu Yunzhu who was watching from a few feet away, glanced at the sky, and asked, "How is the situation of the old swordsman leading the team to the battle? Have you heard any news from him?"

He also didn't know why he suddenly fell into a state of meditation while patrolling the city last night.
It feels as natural as dozing off and falling asleep.

Almost out of control and cannot be disturbed.

If he were to go to an unsafe place, he would struggle to wake up and would miss certain opportunities.

Gu Yunzhu smiled and said, "Don't worry. The old swordsman and his men sent back good news this morning. They have captured the Black Spirit Fortress and gained a lot. According to their plan, it is almost time for them to retreat from the Black Spirit Realm and return."

She does not communicate with Meng Shanhe and others, but she can "hear" the news.

Master Xu’s suggestion was a good strategy, and he will surely gain great merit.

"Very good, very good."

After receiving the confirmation, Xu Yuanchang felt relieved and said jokingly, "The Black Spirit stronghold in Buliyu has been destroyed. When those guys rush back and see the miserable ruins and the low-level Black Spirits and monsters being wiped out, will they be so angry that they will gather other families and seek revenge on us again?"

Gu Yunzhu continued, "If you want them to lose their minds and retaliate recklessly, you have to add fuel to the fire."

Xu Yuanchang looked at the woman who seemed to have changed in surprise. The sun was rising from the west. He smiled and asked, "I have nothing to do anyway. Tell me, how can you provoke the black spirit to lose its mind?"

Gu Yunzhu said seriously, "After the old swordsman returned, he led a group of teams and masters, and entered Dingzhou through the passage overnight, flew across the sea to Juzhou, and joined forces with the besieged and angry monks in Juzhou to counterattack. This unexpected attack will definitely defeat the weakened Black Spirit and win another great victory."

Xu Yuanchang's eyes narrowed slightly and he almost gasped.

This strategy is extremely ambitious, jumping back and forth on the tip of the knife.

If you look closely, there are almost no flaws.

Winning twice in a row like this and provoking them head on would surely attract several Black Spirits that had suffered heavy losses to join forces and come for revenge.

Gu Yunzhu smiled and said, "If we are false, we should be real, if we are real, we should be false. We can use this great victory to borrow three to five thousand troops and thirty fifth-floor monks from Juzhou. They must repay the favor and quickly return to Baoshi City, waiting for the frustrated Black Spirits to gather their remaining troops and attack, and then we can kill them once again and make them lose their armor and weapons."

Xu Yuanchang heard something else and asked, "Please tell me in detail. We must make careful arrangements in the front to prepare for resisting the enemy in the back."

If you can defeat the black spirits several times in a row, kill a large number of black spirits and monsters, and obtain enough spoils.

As the strength of one side increases and the other decreases, Qianfang Realm is almost certain to win this century-long war.

Gu Yunzhu didn't care that outsiders could hear their conversation. She looked towards the silent wasteland in the east and said, "We are rushing to make the 'Star Pulling' formation pillars overnight. When Juzhou officially launches a counterattack, this pre-set battlefield will have been planted with countless formation pillars, connected to Lingyu City and Baoshi City, without revealing any traces or loopholes.

"Wait until the Black Spirit Army enters the vicinity of a hundred miles, then suddenly activate the Star Pulling Array to cut the Black Spirit Army apart, so that they can't take care of the front and the rear. We take the opportunity to defeat them one by one. The individual array pillars buried underground can't hold out for long, but they are enough to deal with the Black Spirit Army trapped in the innermost part. They are originally a loose group because of their interests, and no one can take care of each other when they are defeated."

Xu Yuanchang looked at the wise woman in green skirt, his mouth dry, and after a while he praised dryly: "Good plan!"

The great figures thousands of years ago had experienced a lot, stood high and saw far, they were different after all.

It takes everything into consideration, just follow the instructions, it is highly practical.

He could foresee the reactions of the old sword master and other high-level officials after hearing the news. They would definitely be ready to do something big.

Helping Juzhou is for one's own greater benefit, and no one will object to such a good thing.

After three major battles, the morale of Dingzhou’s troops is high. It is a good time to make achievements.

Gu Yunzhu continued, "Xianfeng and Jiao Teng can lead a group of fourth-floor wood cultivators to create a continuous forest and use wood energy to block the trapped black spirit team and disrupt the black spirit formation. There are many more details that the old swordsman can consider and supplement. There is still enough time to arrange them calmly."

Xu Yuanchang understood that the woman was trying to gain a share of immediate success for Little Tree Charm, and said, "When the old swordsman and his men return tonight, we will go and talk to them about this plan. It's feasible. Thank you, Yunzhu, for your planning."

Gu Yunzhu smiled playfully and said, "I'll accompany you for a trip and sit for a while, but this plan was yours, don't push it onto me."

The benefits that you deserve are obtained in secret.

She didn't want to be associated with nothing but fame and being involved in too many things, which would not be good for her as a spiritual practitioner.

The two of them have different directions of cultivation, and Taoist Yu Xu is the icing on the cake.

The more the better.

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(End of this chapter)