Chen Xiao was very concerned about the battle situation, but he was not concerned about the righteous people. Instead, he was concentrating on searching for Xi Yunting.
With the eye-opening mantra bestowed by the Buddhist monk, Chen Xiao turned around and jumped onto the roof, gazing into the distance.
The sky and the ground were full of battle groups, the two sides were fighting fiercely, and the speed of movement was too fast, so Chen Xiao had a hard time finding them. Occasionally, he could catch a glimpse of a familiar figure, but it was fleeting and gone in the blink of an eye.
After looking for a long time, Chen Xiao still couldn't see the result, so he gave up and jumped off the roof.
The Buddhist cultivator who had been chatting with Liu Lang for a while saw him coming down and kindly said to him, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist. Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good. We will definitely win this time."
Chen Xiao forced a smile: "I hope so." He was not as optimistic as this Buddhist practitioner. So far, Patriarch Huaiyin had not appeared.
Their leisurely conversation was soon broken.
This group of buildings near the bamboo forest has become a safe area closest to the battlefield because it is covered with defensive spells cast by Buddhist practitioners. Taoist practitioners who are seriously injured and have left the battle will naturally come here.
The few people who stay here to provide logistics will be responsible for providing assistance and resettlement to these people.
Several Buddhist cultivators were in the foundation-building stage and were skilled in healing spells. They took turns casting spells to heal the seriously injured righteous cultivators.
Chen Xiao and Liu Lang were responsible for taking the seriously injured patients who were difficult to move to the room at the back, and soon the place fell into chaos.
When it was his turn to send a spiritual practitioner in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Chen Xiao suddenly felt that this person had an energy that made him feel familiar.
"Huh?" Chen Xiao asked in surprise. The Buddhist practitioner who had just treated the spiritual practitioner turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Xiao looked at the pale, listless spiritual practitioner hesitantly, and said, "This is my first time to practice spiritual cultivation. Why do I feel that the form of my true essence is different?"
Buddha said as a matter of course: "Of course, after turning to spiritual practice, you are no longer a living being. What you cultivate is naturally not true essence but spiritual essence."
The spiritual practitioner had a good temper and didn't mind being discussed in front of him. Instead, he gave Chen Xiao some basic knowledge: "There are nine levels of great realms for Taoist practitioners, and nine levels of spiritual practice, called spiritual movement, spiritual awakening, heart refining, spiritual elixir, spiritual infant, soul condensation, soul refining, return to emptiness, and tribulation. Taoist practitioners cultivate true essence to ascend to immortality, while spiritual practitioners cultivate spiritual essence to become immortal."
Chen Xiao was surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made sense. The spiritual body condensed from the spiritual power and consciousness of the immortal cultivator after death is actually the soul. The way and realm of cultivation are of course different from those of normal people.
Chen Xiao was thoughtful, remembering why he felt this energy was familiar. It was those paper talismans that he couldn't find the purpose of! It turned out that he had been wrong all along. They were not for Taoist practitioners, but for spiritual practitioners!
Thinking of this, Chen Xiao hurriedly took out the Heart Purification Talisman, Spirit Communication Talisman and Soul Refining Talisman that had been hidden in the storage box.
"Could you please help me see what these three paper talismans do?" he said to Ling Xiu.
The spiritual practitioner took the paper talisman, but before he had time to look at it, several more injured people retreated. The Buddhist practitioners who were watching hurried to treat them, and Chen Xiao had to take the spiritual practitioner to the back to make room for others.
Jing Hui was fighting fiercely in the front at this time, with many fellow Taoists fighting side by side. Jing Hui used all his strength to cast various golden spells, sweeping away the evil cultivators in front of him and making them fall down like dumplings.
The place where the two sides fought was like a meat grinder, with corpses strewn all over the ground and blood flowing everywhere. It was dusk, and the clouds in the sky illuminated by the sun and stars seemed to be dyed blood red.
At this time, Patriarch Huaiyin slowly appeared and walked towards this side leisurely.
Xi Yunting has been moving around the field. He is fast and his attacks are even faster. The enemies often have no time to react before they are killed by his sword.
Because he appears and disappears like a ghost, no evil cultivators have discovered that there is such a killing god on the battlefield.
As soon as the Huaiyin Patriarch showed up, Xi Yunting set his sights on him. He hung in the air, looking at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man, his murderous intent locked onto him.
Patriarch Huaiyin had not wasted hundreds of years and had rich experience in fighting. Almost as soon as Xi Yunting locked onto him, Patriarch Huaiyin looked over sharply.
Of course, Patriarch Huaiyin didn't know Xi Yunting, but Xi Yunting's aura was too strong and his murderous intent was too obvious. Patriarch Huaiyin instantly ignored his surroundings and confronted Xi Yunting from a distance.
Patriarch Huaiyin was very conceited in his heart. He was very confident in his cultivation and strength, so even though the other party was murderous, he did not take this sword cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage seriously.
Xi Yunting had no idea of Patriarch Huaiyin's mentality. Ever since the day he reunited with Brother Xiao, there had been a day when he didn't want to kill the other person with his own hands.
In just a moment, Xi Yunting became one with the heavy sword. A shining sword light flashed across the sky and stabbed towards the center of Huaiyin Patriarch's eyebrows.
At that moment, the hair of Huaiyin Patriarch stood up. An unprecedented sense of crisis made him raise one arm in time to protect his forehead.
After a sharp "clang" sound of collision, the flesh limbs of the Huaiyin ancestor turned into tentacles and wrapped around the sword that was almost touching his forehead.
Although he blocked Xi Yunting's fatal blow in time, he could not avoid being pierced by the sword energy. A blood mark instantly appeared between his eyebrows, and the bloodstain meandered along the bridge of his nose, passed through his philtrum, and fell onto his clothes.
Patriarch Huaiyin was filled with both shock and anger. He was horrified that this Nascent Soul swordsman could actually hurt him, and he was furious that the other party actually hurt him.
Before he could summon up more emotions, the sword wrapped in his flesh felt hot and began to vibrate rapidly. The Huaiyin Patriarch screamed and tried to pull back his flesh, but it was too late.
His limbs broke into pieces and fell to the ground along the sword. At the same time, a faint burnt smell appeared in the air, as if some flesh had been burnt.
Elder Huaiyin stared blankly at the half-burnt pieces of meat falling to the ground, and suddenly went berserk. "Ahhhhh!!! You little brat are looking for death!!"
The clothes on his body were torn apart by his bulging muscles. At this moment, Xi Yunting turned around and stabbed at his chest with a sword, but was entangled by the hard muscles of Ancestor Huaiyin and could not move forward an inch.
Xi Yunting did not retreat but advanced, raising his leg to kick at the head of Huaiyin Patriarch. The head was indeed the real weakness of Huaiyin Patriarch. In order to avoid this attack, Huaiyin Patriarch had to let go of the sword tip and waved his other flesh limb to force Xi Yunting to retreat.
Taking advantage of Xi Yunting's temporary retreat, the Huaiyin ancestor glared, roared, and his legs and feet turned into tentacles like tree roots, firmly digging into the ground.
At the same time, countless flesh limbs appeared on his back, with their cone heads opened and swept around. No matter whether it was the corpses on the ground or the evil cultivators and Taoist cultivators who were fighting, as long as they did not avoid them in time, they would be bitten tightly by his tentacles, and then torn and swallowed by the sharp teeth inside.
Soon, the body of the Huaiyin Ancestor began to swell up like air, becoming taller and stronger. Gradually, he even lost his human form and completely turned into a blood-red monster waving countless limbs.
The bigger the monster was, the longer its tentacles were, the larger the space it could stretch and occupy, and the faster and more powerful it could devour. Countless tentacles chased the people on the battlefield at lightning speed, and blood, flesh, and broken limbs were thrown everywhere amid screams.
The people present had never seen such a horrific and bloody scene before, and they could not help but flee in terror.
Cheng Gu took this opportunity to take back the command that was taken away by the evil spirits. At this time, everyone was dominated by fear and no one dared to oppose Cheng Gu.
Such a scene had actually been anticipated by Cheng Gu. Only a portion of the evil cultivators and evil ways who accepted the bounty were notified in advance and avoided it in time, while those who took advantage of the situation and the evil spiritual cultivators became the biggest victims!
Cheng Gu smiled grimly at the panicked evil spirits who had gathered together, "From now on, each of you must obey my orders, and you will definitely get benefits later. What belongs to you is still yours, and the ancestor has no interest in Xiayuan. But if you don't want to, then I have no choice but to ask you to go and talk to the ancestor in person."
The few evil spirits standing in the front wanted to dive into the crowd and hide themselves where Cheng Gu couldn't see them. They now regretted very much why they got involved in this mess. Now they couldn't escape and could only unwillingly accept the threat of Cheng Gu.
Cheng Gu shouted in a stern voice: "Everyone listen up, turn around, head to Xiayuan, and capture Zhishitang!"
This is the real purpose of Cheng Gu allowing evil spirits and evil cultivators to gather. Patriarch Huaiyin is enough to crush the righteous on the field. All he has to do is block Xiayuan's path to seek help.
On the battlefield, Huaiyin Patriarch stood alone to separate the evil cultivators from the righteous cultivators, and even deliberately stopped the cultivators on the far side. When the cultivators found that the evil cultivators were marching towards Xiayuan, they wanted to stop them but were stopped by Huaiyin Patriarch's numerous tentacles.
They had to make a big detour, but it was too late to catch up with the evil cultivators. As almost all the spiritual cultivators came out in full force, Xiayuan, which was not well guarded, was quickly occupied.
Once the retreat was cut off, the situation suddenly reversed, and Daoxiu became a turtle in a jar, isolated and attacked from both inside and outside.
The old nest had been raided, and the Xiayuan garrison and spiritual practitioners had to condescend to come to the only hall where matters could be discussed to meet with the returning immortal cultivators.
"It turns out that the Huaiyin Patriarch is such a terrifying monster. No wonder there is no rival for him in the Out-of-Body Stage, and even the Spiritual Stage has been defeated by him." The guard said with lingering fear. If the guard had not run fast, he would have been dragged over and devoured.
Jing Hui scratched her head anxiously: "This is bad. This group of cunning evil cultivators have cut off the retreat route and blocked the login of Zhishitang. Where can we go for help? How can we solve the crisis in Xiayuan?"
The nearest gathering point to Xiayuan was not Luo Chen's other Atlas Tower, but just a Zhongtian Realm. Jing Hui didn't believe that reinforcements could be found from that small Tianjing.
Xi Yunting said coldly: "As long as Huaiyin is killed, the rest will be nothing but a mob. Without a backbone, the danger in Xiayuan will naturally be resolved."
The guard felt that Xi Yunting was simply ignorant of the immensity of the world. He smiled bitterly and said, "Killing the Huaiyin Patriarch? How can that be easy? Fellow Daoist Xi, do you know that the blood demon body that the Huaiyin Patriarch cultivated is actually strengthening itself by constantly devouring other creatures? His flesh, blood, skin, bones, and fascia are tempered by this evil method. They are both the strongest weapon and the strongest defense."
"After all, no matter how strange and evil his blood demon body is, Huaiyin is just a body cultivator." Xi Yunting said with a dark look in his eyes, "I am not the first evil body cultivator I have encountered, and Huaiyin will not be the last one to die at my hands."
"Hey." The guard couldn't help but sneer, "You are so arrogant, young man. Even if you are a disciple of Chongxuan Sect, but you are just in the Nascent Soul stage, you want to kill the Huaiyin Ancestor whose strength is comparable to that of the Spirit Severing Stage. Isn't it too arrogant?"
Xi Yunting was too lazy to waste words with him.
No matter how powerful the blood demon's body is, it is nothing more than an immobile living target in front of a sword cultivator who has already mastered the domain.
He turned to Jing Hui and said, "Find a team of Buddhist practitioners with the strongest defense to distract Huaiyin's attention, and leave the rest to me."
The garrison commander was so angry that he trembled when he saw Xi Yunting ignored him.
Jing Hui also didn't want to waste time on meaningless arguments, because they were of equal status and had past dealings with each other. Jing Hui believed in Xi Yunting's character and would never say such things if he wasn't sure.
He said seriously, "How sure are you?"
Xi Yunting's aura surged, and he said in a chilling voice, "I will end Huaiyin's life with my own hands."
This chill was not directed at Jing Hui, but it also made him feel uneasy. He didn't know why, but he always felt that the Huaiyin Patriarch would not survive today.
Jing Hui took a deep breath and said calmly: "Okay, I will arrange for someone to distract Huaiyin's attention. You can seize the opportunity yourself and be careful."
Seeing that the two men had decided on the next course of action on their own, the garrison commander became anxious and angry, and roared, "Go ahead if you want, but I won't send our people to die!"
Jing Hui turned around and said with a fake smile: "You worry too much, the town guard. I cannot make decisions for your people. But there is one thing that I think the town guard can cooperate with."
The garrison commander knew that no matter how angry he was at their rudeness, he couldn't turn hostile at this moment, as that would make him even more isolated and helpless. So he swallowed his anger and asked, "What's the matter?"
Jing Hui said solemnly: "Once we launch an attack on Huaiyin, you Lingxiu will immediately counterattack Xiayuan and take back Zhishitang!"
The garrison commander was happy to do this, as it was in the interests of the spiritual practitioner. Before he could deal with the dangers of Huaiyin, he said with a stern face, "You don't have to tell me. I am also planning to take back Xiayuan."
Chen Xiao and other Buddhist practitioners who were in the back office had no idea what was happening in the meeting room. They were so busy that no one could handle everything.
Since the Huaiyin Patriarch joined the battle, the number of injured they received increased dramatically. Chen Xiao and Liu Lang were originally just assistants, but now they have become the main force.
If it were a day before, Chen Xiao would indeed not be very proficient in healing injuries, but now he can rely on his new discovery to use paper talismans to heal spiritual practitioners!
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