Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 332: One Careless Move, the Whole Game Lost
Xu Yuanchang and his party stayed in Zhenbei City for three more days. During this time, they met with Shi Wangchen, He Shutang, Yan Ruoxing, Hei Xiayi and others to reminisce about the past. Before leaving, they unexpectedly met Yu Fengwu who was leading a patrol to the border city.

"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I was just about to go to Bianyuan City to visit Commander Yu and report my itinerary."

Xu Yuanchang greeted the smiling and heroic female swordsman, and then clasped his fists to Lan Ying'er, who was acting as a personal bodyguard behind him. He and Zeng Wanglou did not need to report entering or leaving the wilderness border, as this was a privilege granted by the old swordsman and other high-ranking officials.

Come and go quietly, keep your whereabouts unknown, and reduce unnecessary risks.

Yu Fengwu had a look on her face that said "I don't believe you" and raised a white and tender finger, saying with a smile: "There is still one year left until the time we agreed on. By then, I will bring Ying'er with me to hang out with you. Don't even think about shutting ourselves up every day to get rid of us."

In recent years, she was transferred to the border and was responsible for the defense and logistics of ten border towns. She was very busy and also participated in several small battles, but she was just a commander-in-chief and it was not her turn to fight in the battlefield.

Lan Ying'er ignored Zhu Zongshan who was accompanying her. With a blue veil covering her face, she smiled and nodded in response to her junior brother.

Xu Yuanchang laughed and said perfunctorily: "Thanks to Commander Yu for the favor. I will go to serve you and follow you."

He also thought about going into seclusion a few more times. With the extraordinary achievements he and Master Zeng had made, they could rest on their laurels for decades and try to find a breakthrough opportunity before the gate to the dark world closed. He was not keen on fighting because individual strength was sometimes very insignificant.

War is dangerous and fierce, luck and fortune will change over time.

Liu Xianfeng told me that two years ago, a fierce battle broke out in the wilderness between the old sword master and others and the Shadow King and the Sharp Gallbladder King.

Both sides sent out hundreds of teams with equal strength, but King Xiying seemed to have been prepared. When the fight was difficult to determine, three masters came to reinforce. The Dingzhou side lost the sixth-level master Han Zhixing, and the team of five hundred carefully selected monks was almost wiped out. Several masters including the old swordsman were injured and retreated in embarrassment.

A sixth-level black spirit was also killed over there, so the losses were comparable and they had a slight advantage.

In the past two years, both sides have not dared to go too deep into each other's territory, and have formed a tacit understanding to use the center line of the wilderness as the basis, and each side has stopped fighting and recuperated. However, there are constant wars to the east of the border, and it seems that the center of gravity has shifted eastward.

Yu Fengwu smiled and said, "You said it, and everyone can testify to it. Don't try to cheat later."

The two chatted for a while, and before Yu Fengwu left, he reminded them through voice transmission: "You and Elder Zeng should be careful when you go out, and remember not to approach the center of the wilderness, or ask the old swordsman to bring a team of 3,000 monks with you."

Xu Yuanchang understood what she meant. Without the troop dispatch order, Zhu Zongshan did not dare to lead the troops to march out privately.

"It's just a few personal matters that won't delay me for a few days. Besides, we haven't reached the heart of the wilderness yet, so there's no need to bother the old swordsman."

Xu Yuanchang had his own plan. He and Zeng Lao concealed their tracks and found the mine. If it was worth developing, he would release the bean soldiers and incarnations and they would dig out the essence of the mine in a few days. It would be a quick trip and there was no need to mobilize a large force.

If it was just an ordinary fifth-level mine, he wouldn't waste his time.

Mr. Zeng needs a quiet environment to refine pills. After this trip, he will hardly move out for the next ten years.

They parted ways from Zhenbei City. Yu Fengwu and his group went west, while Xu Yuanchang and Zeng Lao went east. After they crossed the border, they used the Nine Illusion Cauldron to conceal the secrets of the sky and went deeper into the ice field in the north.

Behind a small hill outside Zhenbei City, a cultivator raised his hand to send a message.

Three days later, Xu Yuanchang and his companions found the original location of the glacier by detour. The traces of the battle had long been wiped out by the thick ice layer. The collapsed low mountain was covered with ice. A row of ice cones stood in the valley. One of them was three meters high, and black spiritual words could be vaguely seen inside.

"The place where King Wuyou died in battle will last for thousands of years."

Zeng Wanglou carefully identified and read it, took out three copper coins and asked for divination, and was sure that there were no hidden dangers or risks.

Xu Yuanchang released Liu Xianfeng, Zhuifeng and Xueli from the space.

Zhuifeng spread out his hooves and ran eastward, and found a glacier ten miles away. He sniffed around, snorted twice, and used his hard and sharp fangs to dig down into the ice.

Snowflakes prefer icy and snowy environments, and the extremely cold and windy weather here is tailor-made for them.

Rolling around happily along the way, its silver-white body became transparent and blended into the same color as the ice and snow.

Liu Xianfeng followed along because she wanted to take a look at the mine that Zhuifeng had been longing for for many years. What rare treasures were hidden in it?
In fact, she didn't like ice and snow. She waved her hand and threw out a handful of snow-white seeds like catkins. As the seeds fluttered down to the nearby ice and snow, many fluffy snow-colored plant seedlings emerged in a moment.

Following Xu Yuanchang to the location of the glacier where Zhuifeng was digging hard, she threw out a handful of light seeds again.

Xueli, who was full of energy, chirped twice, signaling the reckless demon pig to retreat. Xueli showed up, puffed up his cheeks and exhaled a breath of light green air, covering an area of ​​dozens of feet.

The pale green light quickly penetrated into the ice layer and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The snow grains shouted triumphantly, "The ice is melting, the snow is melting!"

A magical scene appeared. The snow and ice that had been frozen for thousands of years melted downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A huge ice pit with a radius of more than ten feet was revealed, with edges as smooth as if it had been cut.

Every profession has its specialties. Xueli is good at ice magic. After awakening the deep bloodline of the cold bug, it can now control the ordinary rules of ice and snow and use them at will. There is no need for it to go through so much effort to dig like Zhuifeng, who looks so tired.

Seven or eight feet below, the brown-black rocky ground was exposed.

Zhuifeng leaped to the bottom of the pit, and with his fangs he pushed hard, prying open a piece of hard rock with a "crack", revealing the dark metallic luster underneath. A hint of sharp golden aura leaked out, and a subtle dark golden glow appeared.

"Wow, the Yaojin material mine... is accompanied by blue silver, ryujin, wood blue stone, etc. Zhuifeng has made a great contribution."

Zeng Wanglou was knowledgeable. He took the large millstone rock in his hand and analyzed it to find out the output of the mine.

The Yaojin Stone can be refined into excellent materials for refining magic weapons. At present, there is a rare sixth-level Yaojin mine, which contains third-level, fourth-level, and fifth-level associated materials. With Xu Xiaoyou helping him to purify the Yaojin, he spent decades tailoring a set of protective armor for himself. His chances of ascending to the upper realm in the future will increase by at least 30%.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Even if you go to the upper realm, it can be used for hundreds of years.

Xu Yuanchang took the rock and examined it. Old Li had asked him to go into the Chaos God's Tomb in the Thousand Mountains and Hills to collect the Divine Gold to reshape his body. The main material of the Divine Gold was the Gold Stone, but it had been tempered by the gods with their divine power and nurtured for a long time.

The pig nose chasing the wind really brings them good luck.

He scattered six fourth-level ghost beans, which transformed into six black shadows and landed on the mine below, and ordered the bean soldiers to dig everywhere using ghost magic.

After receiving the praise and encouragement, Zhuifeng became more motivated and dug out large chunks of slightly loose rocks with great effort. The sharpness of the rocks could not hurt him at all and he was very excited.

Such a big mine, if any part of it is divided, it will be enough for it to upgrade to the fifth level with resources.

Snow particles flew into the air, twisting in the wind and emitting clouds of air, melting the thick layer of ice below and spreading hundreds of feet away.

Zeng Wanglou took out his black umbrella and glanced at the nearby low mountains and glaciers, considering how large an area should be covered. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Before he could figure out where the danger came from, he shouted, "Be careful, it's dangerous!" The ice pit below suddenly flashed with a purple-black light, sharp and domineering, silently piercing through the rock and ice wherever it passed.

Zhuifeng screamed and kicked its four hooves, desperately trying to escape upwards, as fast as a streak of afterimage. However, it and another bean soldier were the first to be hit at the bottom of the pit, and were cut into countless pieces of flesh and blood by the black light shooting from all directions.

The powerful body that it was so proud of was vulnerable to the black light, and it only let out a half miserable howl.

The other bean soldiers turned into pieces like pieces of paper, and disappeared into the cold sky.

Xu Yuanchang stretched out his hand to grab Liu Xianfeng beside him, and at the moment before the black light reached him, Liu Xianfeng disappeared with him.

Liu Xianfeng wanted to escape with the help of the scattered snow-white plant seedlings, but it was too late.

The sneak attack was launched so suddenly and so quickly.

Countless black rays penetrated through the afterimages left by the two people, splitting the fleeing snow particles in the air hundreds of feet away into three parts. Cold mist and silver light splashed, and the next moment, the dismembered snow particles were collected by Zeng Wanglou who appeared with a black umbrella.

Dozens of miles away, seven or eight hazy shadows surrounded them from all sides.

"Mr. Mu, we meet again."

The Shadow King, who had transformed into the image of an old human, pretended to bow towards the chaotic area where the black light was raging, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mu, please do me the honor of visiting Lonely Grass City."

A few years ago, Black Spirit suffered a huge setback and suffered heavy losses. It spent a lot of energy on calculations.

He also sneaked into the human border, captured monks who were out on missions, and figured out some things.

Later, they returned to the glacier area where they had first tracked Mr. Mu. They spent a lot of time with several other Black Spirit masters to find the rare mine buried underground outside the battlefield, and then they took advantage of the situation and made a series of follow-up arrangements.

It can control the fourth-level human monks for about a year, but it cannot alert the enemy, so it has to take risks and sneak in frequently. Fortunately, everything goes well. Two years ago, it used the information it had mastered to take the initiative to plot against the old sword master and his gang.

Unfortunately, the masters of various forces within the Black Spirit were too concerned about their lives, and turned a good victory into a tragic one.

This creates the illusion that both sides are in balance in the wilderness.

The precious treasure that could accommodate three thousand monks was in Mr. Mu's possession, so Mr. Mu became their target that they wanted to kill. They needed the treasure that could change the situation on the battlefield very much.

The space treasure that can only carry 500 teams is rather useless to use. But if it is combined with the precious treasures on Mr. Mu, it will be even more powerful.

The black light slowly disappeared, and the low mountains and glaciers were already riddled with holes.

Zeng Wanglou showed up, holding the Nine Illusions Cauldron in his left sleeve and a black umbrella in his right hand. He looked at the Black Spirit masters approaching thirty miles away, as well as the hundreds of Black Spirit troops. The ice and snow field was filled with gray mist, which slowly gathered from the surroundings to the center.

It was a large-scale icy restriction that could restrict his movements.

The other party was worried that he was hiding the secret, so they targeted him in this way.

Xu Yuanchang appeared on a nearby hilltop with a calm expression. Zhuifeng was killed without a complete body, and Xueli was killed on the spot. He suppressed his anger and asked in a voice transmission, "How do we break out?"

There is no chance of winning if you fight head-on, and he has never had the narrow-minded idea that if he fights once, he will break even, and if he fights twice, he will make a profit.

He wanted to keep his body useful so that the black spirit could repay him a hundredfold or a thousandfold.

You can't rely on Lao Zeng's divination skills at critical moments, because Hei Ling has experts who can cover up in a targeted manner, it's just a matter of how much it costs.

As expected, when masters compete with each other, once some of their methods are exposed, they can easily be taken advantage of by the opponent.

Zeng Wanglou stared at the Shadow King who was parked thirty miles away, and sneered: "With your strength, I'm afraid you can't invite me."

A blurry image of a Dharmadhatu suddenly appeared behind him. It swayed in the wind and turned into a figure of twenty or thirty feet tall, like a giant overlooking the approaching black spirit master. It had a majestic aura and was capable of launching a thundering attack at any time.

With the help of a Tongxuan stone, he entered the Tongxuan state of mind. In addition to a breakthrough in his state of mind, he also comprehended the Shinto Dharma that he had been unable to figure out for decades.

Nowadays, without the guidance of senior masters, it is very difficult to realize the Dharma by oneself in the lower world.

The old sword master, Fu Xianzhi, who had advanced to the sixth level twenty or thirty years earlier than him, has still not mastered the basics of the secret method of Dharma.

The seven Black Spirit masters who surrounded them were suddenly stunned. The opponent had the help of Dharma-Image, and was considered immortal for a short period of time. They also consumed the power of Dharma-Image, and none of them could withstand the combined attack of two sixth-level masters. A flaw appeared in the iron wall.

Even the "ice fog barrier" painstakingly created by King Shiying could not stop the opponent from breaking through.

Are we just going to watch the cunning and powerful Mr. Mu escape?

King Shiying was stunned for a while, and suddenly said fiercely: "Mr. Mu, even if I risk my life, I will hold you back and give them a chance. What does it matter if you have a Dharma image? You can't escape today, so accept your fate."

It took out a string of eight black beads, each of which had dark lightning flowing and flashing on it.

Zeng Wanglou stared at the black lightning beads and smiled bitterly in his heart. He had only comprehended the Dharmakaya for less than a year and was unable to exert its great power. It was no problem for him to break out at all costs. At worst, his Dharmakaya would be shattered. However, he did not expect that King Shiying would also risk his life to buy a chance for his companions to surround and kill him. The eight lightning beads looked like a set of thunder treasures. Once they exploded, he would be entangled by the lightning and lose the hope of escape.

This is more troublesome.

The one who is horizontal is afraid of being stunned, and the one who is stunned is afraid of losing his life.

He didn't want to exchange his precious life for the lives of two or three Black Spirit masters.

Xu Yuanchang also felt the threat from the string of lightning beads. His mind raced as he deduced the possibility of breaking out from other places. Why bother to fight head-on with the Divination Shadow King, who posed the greatest threat?
The atmosphere was as solid as iron for a moment, and the cold and murderous aura made the evil winds take a detour.

Zeng Wanglou's body suddenly shook, a trace of pain appeared on his face, and his tone was filled with a trace of panic: "Fallen God Flower...where did you come from..."

He was tricked by the other party. Apart from the unknown black light's sneak attack in the mine below, the most powerful killing move was the Falling God Flower which had not appeared for thousands of years. It was a strange magical flower created by the immortals in order to deal with the Shinto masters.

Surrounded by enemies, he felt a stinging pain all over his body, and the divine power in his body seemed to be stagnant and slowing down uncontrollably.

It's over now, I'm at the mercy of others.

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(End of this chapter)