Yun Xian took advantage of every opportunity inside the city wall to pick up people with Qiao Lingshan. They picked up more and more people, and there was almost no room left next to the battlefield.
Qiao Lingshan's forehead was slightly sweaty. Looking at the blood-red sky that was getting darker and darker, she couldn't help but say, "Yun Xian, if this continues..."
As long as people are still in the Four Directions Secret Realm, they will definitely be summoned by the leader. As time goes by, more and more monks will enter. If it were like this, it would be fine, but almost all the people who entered the second city wall were injured. Some people were able to find a chance to crush the jade talisman and get out of the secret realm, while some people couldn't even take out the jade talisman and died instantly.
As one side gains strength, the other loses strength. Almost all the people who can find this place at this time are strong, but they will still be consumed in this way. The power of the cultivators is infinitely weakened, and it seems that they can't even hold back those generals.
The general spirits swarmed around the general. If no one distracted them, they might attack to protect him, or even disrupt the Buddhist formations. Judging by the expressions on the faces of the Buddhist disciples, they were already at the end of their rope just managing to control a single general spirit. If they were allowed to run wild, the consequences would be disastrous.
Yun Xian put one person's hands and feet in place, frowned and looked towards the center of the battlefield.
For some reason, the spirits of those soldiers seemed to be circling around the general.
The ancient battlefield was filled with blood and energy, a place favored by the Taiping Sword. It rolled its eyes and said, "They have grievances."
"Have you any grudge?" Yun Xian stared intently and asked, "Have you any grudge against the general?"
"Hmm." Taiping tried to swallow the bug again, but still failed. He said, "With only two people in the team, it's not surprising that they're not united. How much more so with an army of 100,000? It's better to be killed than to die of starvation. It's better to open the city gates and fight with your back to the river. Since my lord has given up on them first, why not surrender and abandon the city for the sake of the people? Look, a thousand years have passed, and the Grand Council is still arguing, and still no conclusion has been reached."
Yun Xian said: "The general suppressed the situation with ruthless force and killed one of them."
A strong man cut off Ling's neck and his head disappeared.
Taiping: "Generally speaking, it is hung in front of the Grand Council to show the public to suppress it. But it was eaten at the beginning."
In the end, they were so hungry that they ate each other, and the psychological burden of eating dead people would be less.
Fortunately, they are not united. If they were more united, this battle would really be hopeless.
Yun Xian said: "Just because they have a grudge against the general doesn't mean they will attack him."
Taiping Dao: "At the last moment, you will see it for yourself."
"..." Yun Xian suddenly seemed to think of something and looked up at the leader on the distant mountain peak. The hilt of his sword was facing the bloody light, as if he was silently watching the bloody battlefield below. "Taiping, who is stronger, the leader or you?"
Taiping rolled his eyes and said, "What kind of a question is that? Do you like your father or your mother more?"
"Mother." Yun Xian easily resolved this age-old dilemma and continued, "So who is stronger, the leader or you?"
"...If it were a thousand years ago, I would definitely be the better one."
Taiping muttered to himself for a long time, then said with a chuckle, "If you calculate it this way, I'm still the better one... I guess. The leader has a form but no spirit, and can't even generate a weapon spirit. What's the point of being so chaotic? And you still have the nerve to call yourself a Heavenly Rank warrior."
Yun Xian commented tactfully: "Exactly, your spirit weapon seems to have limited effects."
Taiping was furious: "Get out!!"
There was no point in talking anymore, and the Taiping Sword went back into his arm. Yun Xian looked towards the city wall for the third time and finally saw the figure he was waiting for.
Following a group of masters, the green figure slowly walked in. As soon as he stepped in, he frowned fiercely.
Even someone as picky as Xue Lingxiu didn't even take his carriage with him, which shows how extremely dangerous the ancient battlefield was.
Before Xue Lingxiu could even warm his feet, he saw Yun Xian standing not far away, waving at him vigorously, as if they had never been apart. "Brother Xue! Brother Xue, here! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Xue Lingxiu: “…”
Zhong Changyao: "..."
"Why do I always run into her? Is this just bad fate?" Xue Lingxiu looked at the sea of blood and corpses, but she didn't feel sick. Medical students have a much stronger tolerance for the smell of blood than ordinary people. "I've calculated that during my time working with her, I've lost 3,500 high-grade spirit stones and countless medicinal pills and spiritual herbs, and gained nothing."
Zhong Changyao agreed: "Miss Yun is a little too outgoing sometimes, and it makes people feel a little irritated."
Xue Lingxiu smiled slightly: "Oh, really? Then maybe that's your problem."
After saying that, he headed towards Yun Xian. In a hurry, blood stained his shirt and trouser legs. Xue Lingxiu frowned slightly and quickened his pace.
Zhong Changyao stood there in a daze: "?"
What do you mean? Is it not enough to just go along with what you say?
Xue Lingxiu walked over quickly, squatted down, and placed his hand on the man's chest. After a moment, he said, "Crush the jade talisman and go back."
The man struggled, looking at the leader, still a little unwilling: "I can still endure it... Master Xue, do you have any herbs you can use for me? I will buy them."
"Can you bear it?" Xue Lingxiu smiled and said, "We don't have any herbs, but a coffin costs eight hundred taels. What do you think?"
The man was embarrassed for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and crushed the jade talisman, and his figure instantly disappeared into the secret realm.
"Brother Xue, why did you come just now? You've been staying outside for too long. This isn't your level." Yun Xian complained, "Look at how much I've saved for you."
Xue Lingxiu took a look and saw a group of monks lying on the ground with their chests heaving. Suddenly, the veins on his forehead throbbed: "What have you accumulated so much for?"
Treat him as a wartime doctor?
Yun Xian instantly changed his words: "I have saved up 5,500 spirit stones. Do you think I will treat you well?"
Qiao Lingshan: "..." When will she be as shameless as Yun Xian? Maybe her life will be smoother.
What could Xue Lingxiu do but glare at her, pull out the love-cutting needle and intensify the treatment.
The situation was worse than everyone had imagined. Being injured by a spirit might seem harmless for a short period of time, but in reality, the meridians were already damaged. Continuing to stimulate spiritual energy would only accelerate the onset of the disease, and not many people could remain for treatment.
Soon, Xue Lingxiu stood up and hooked her finger at Yun Xian.
The group of masters behind him had already entered the battlefield and were dragging the scattered generals.
Yun Xian sent out a sword energy from a distance, slowing down the attack of one of the spirits, and said, "Brother Xue, what do you say?"
At this point, Zhong Changyao can be considered a rare fighting force. Yun Xian watched him take the initiative to pick up the sword and jump into the battlefield, and he was actually working very hard.
The ancient wooden beads on his wrist subtly absorbed the spiritual power of the spirit body, emitting a faint light, and the surface became much glossier.
Xue Lingxiu lowered his eyes and asked her, "Have you seen anyone from the Sword Sect?"
"No." Yun Xian said, "Aren't they still here?"
"You didn't see him?" Xue Lingxiu's face darkened for a moment, and he said, "Except for Liu Shi, who hasn't come in yet, the other Sword Sect disciples had already entered the second city wall, but they haven't shown up yet."
Yun Xian said: "Not only that, I haven't seen any disciples from the Body Forging Sect either."
The two most powerful gates in the Northern Realm within the Four Directions Secret Realm actually disappeared on this battlefield. Not even a single person could be seen, and no one knew where they were.
"There is one more thing, I don't know whether I should say it or not." Xue Lingxiu pondered.
Yun Xian: "Speak now! Don't keep me in suspense, just speak now. Don't worry, I can even hear what color Liu Shi's underwear is, so what else can I not hear?"
"..." Xue Lingxiu was really impressed by her and stiffly changed the subject, "Before entering the city wall, Liu Shi seemed to have said something to Zhong Changyao, but they were too far away, so I didn't hear it."
Yun Xian frowned suddenly.
Liu Shi...and Zhong Changyao?
Did these two have any previous relationship? Not to mention recently, even in the storybooks, these two were simply the ones who got slapped in the face and slapped in the face. Why are they whispering to each other now?
Did he feel his luck was too bad and wanted to poach someone else? Or was he simply trying to annoy Xue Lingxiu?
Another group of people arrived, and the wandering soldier spirits and general spirits outside the battlefield finally seemed to be restrained, but the situation of the Buddhist disciples surrounding the general's spirit inside seemed to be getting worse.
Golden light flickered, and the disciples in the formation were struggling to hold on, but manpower was limited, and no matter how hard it was, they could not overcome heaven. The general waved his spear to resist in the formation, and the red tassel spear actually pierced a tiny crack on the golden bell that was usually invincible. The eldest disciple and Qi Zhiye felt something, their faces turned pale, and blood spurted out instantly, staining their robes with red plums.
This formation is the formation of the Buddhist land, and outsiders cannot interfere. Everyone is anxious. At this time, Xue Lingxiu shook the storage ring, holding the pill in his hand, and rushed away.
The senior disciple of Foxiang opened his eyes immediately and took the pill together with Qi Zhiye.
"Press it under your tongue and don't swallow it." Xue Lingxiu shouted, "Concentrate your mind!"
Qi Zhiye's eyebrows moved, and he did it without thinking. Soon, the golden light that had just weakened became stronger again, firmly imprisoning the general's spirit in the formation.
"How amazing!" Yun Xian asked in astonishment: "What is that?"
"The immortal herb is very powerful." Xue Lingxiu said proudly, "Within one stick of incense, it can greatly increase the speed of spiritual energy flow, and advance your cultivation by half a level."
Why didn't you take out such a good thing before? Yun Xian thought he might need it later and said, "Can you give me one? I want to try it and see what it tastes like."
Xue Lingxiu glanced at her sideways: "At the auction house, one pill costs 10,000 spirit stones."
Damn rich people! Yun Xian's smile froze: "Oh, we are so familiar with each other and you are talking about this!"
Qiao Lingshan couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she grabbed the person's ears and pulled her back: "...Stop embarrassing yourself!"
Feng Ye had been lying behind a rock playing the piano for a long time, feeling miserable. Seeing Yun Xian coming back, he asked, "Yun Xian, why are you still here?"
Zhong Changyao looks so torn and tattered, why doesn’t Yun Xian go to help him?
But Zhong Changyao is really amazing. He looks tattered, but in fact his skin is intact. He can hold out against this group of generals for so long. He is indeed a dark horse.
"Wait a little longer, there will be a time when you can use me." Yun Xian sat down, first looked at the cracks on the Qishuang Sword, and said, "Someone hasn't arrived yet."
"Is there anyone else who hasn't come yet?" Qiao Lingshan thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that you want to..."
Yun Xian: "Yes, it's just what you think."
Qiao Lingshan took a deep breath and asked, "Isn't this a bit risky?"
Yun Xian: "If you don't take risks, you won't gain anything."
The two looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.
"Can you please just say it directly?" Feng Ye said while playing the piano with despair, "I don't understand."
Yun Xian looked towards the city wall. It was almost time.
The three of them parted ways with the Xingyan Sect members outside the city wall and searched for the entrance in different directions. If they found it, Yao Xing would rush over as fast as she could if she couldn't find it. There was no time to waste, and it was time to arrive now.
A golden bell cover alone is not enough to resist the general's spirit. What if a soul-locking formation is added?
The situation was now clear. If they wanted to take the top spot, they had to defeat the general's spirit. The Buddha's power was weakened on the battlefield, unable to exert its full strength. However, if they wanted to transcend, they had to do it.
They likely couldn't hold their own, so they needed at least a large Xingyan Sect formation to support them. The Soul-Locking Formation for Out-of-Body Stage and Nascent Soul Stage was a completely different beast, and the difficulty was definitely much higher. She would place the center of the formation while Yao Xing cast it. Even if they were lucky enough to succeed without interruption, it wouldn't be accomplished in a matter of moments.
Besides this general spirit, the guerrilla spirits nearby naturally needed to be constantly restrained by other sects and independent cultivators. If their power was insufficient, they would replace one with another...
Yun Xian became more and more absent-minded.
It seems that each sect has a purpose and is utilized to the fullest extent.
Then what?
What happens after the spirit is liberated?
No one from the Sword Sect and the Body-Building Sect has shown up yet. Liu Shi is still outside the city wall. He will wait until everyone in the Northern Territory is ready and everything is settled before coming in. What he will face is a group of exhausted soldiers who have not yet recovered their strength. By then, it will be clear who will be the first to take the lead.
No wonder Miss Ji said that it doesn’t matter if you’re not smart enough, as long as you’re vicious enough.
Yao Xing finally came in, exhausted. He looked up and almost fell into Junior Sister Chunfang's arms: "This, this, this..."
Junior Sister Chunfang: "Brother, didn't you say you wanted to go to the City Lord's Mansion? Do you know where it is?"
"Forget about the City Lord's Mansion for now. Bring the star map and set up the Soul Locking Formation." Yun Xian appeared from nowhere, grabbed the two's hands, and ran towards the center. "Should we put the center of the formation above the general's head?"
"?" Although Yao Xing already knew a little about the situation, he still took a breath when he saw the terrifying general's spirit. He stammered, "This, can you do it? ...Yes, that's right. I don't mind, but are you really not forcing me?"
With the cultivation level at the Out-of-Body Stage, let alone facing the enemy head-on, it would be no fun if he got even touched!
"No need to force it." Yun Xian snatched the star disk and ran towards the center without hesitation. "A sword cultivator can't say no."
Her black hair was stained with someone's blood, which was dripping into her collar bit by bit. Junior Sister Chunfang held her heart and said, "Ah ...
Yao Xing: "..." His feeling of being moved was instantly reduced by one third.
Yun Xian stepped over the broken limbs, dazzling golden light sprinkled on the side of his face, and continued what he had not finished thinking about just now.
The Sword Sect's tactics weren't even considered a strategy. To put it bluntly, it was simply a competition of cruelty. Unable to bear the sight of the monks being slaughtered, unable to bear the torture and suffering of spirits, the softer the heart, the more suffering they suffered.
This is probably why Liu Shi didn't take the Buddhist community seriously from the beginning. Knowing their compassionate nature, he took advantage of them and made them a stepping stone for his own expansion.
Yun Xian had just approached the spirit body, and although there was still some distance between them, he was discovered instantly. The red tassel spear was pointed towards the sky, and an extremely terrifying force swept over. Yun Xian slightly turned sideways, but failed to dodge it the first time. He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and neck and lost consciousness.
She slowly lowered her eyes and watched a cluster of blood burst out of her left arm in an instant.
Taiping screamed: "Ah!! You hit my stomach!! My waist hurts!!"
Yun Xian was in pain but tried to find a way to be happy: "How can a child have a waist?"
Xue Lingxiu was still treating people. When he looked up and saw Yun Xian flying out, he immediately became anxious: "Do you think your life is too long?! Come back!"
As expected, this person is quietly trying to make trouble. So many people in the Buddhist land can't stand it, is she allowed to join in the fun?
Qi Zhiye opened his eyes when he heard the sound, his golden pupils glared angrily:
'What are you doing? Go back!'
Qiao Lingshan responded from the side. Compared to Yun Xian, the hyperactive child flying around in the sky, her presence as she slowly crawled in the shadows was unusually low, so low that even the senior disciple of the Buddhist Village was accidentally startled by her: "Burp! Amitabha!"
Yun Xian dodged in a panic in the air, and finally threw something at the general's spirit from a distance. The spirit dodged quickly and failed.
The star disk fell to the ground and was picked up by Qiao Lingshan. Qiao Lingshan lay there quietly, her heart beating like a drum, and she didn't even notice whether the star disk was still sticky. Finally, she kept it close to the ground and secretly threw it slightly to the middle.
The spirit is restricted by the Buddha's formation and its range of movement is not too far. This is feasible, but the effect will definitely be worse.
Qiao Lingshan slowly slipped back, and seeing that the plan was accomplished, Yun Xian took advantage of the spirit's palm and flew backwards with the force, falling heavily to the ground.
She rolled over like a potato again, feeling dizzy and dazed. When she got up, she was actually surprised: "Huh? My butt didn't hurt when it landed on the ground?"
"Yeah, it's amazing." Xue Lingxiu's voice, as gentle as the cold wind, echoed slowly behind her ears. "I'm also confused. Why doesn't it hurt? Is it because my arm was almost broken that I can't feel the pain in my butt?"
"?"
"Next time, can you tell me before you do something? Your saliva is precious."
"Set up the formation, set up the formation. Say this."
“…………”
On top of the mountain.
The roadside was littered with ancient corpses and skeletons, and the cliffs were bare with grass. Jimo Shu stood at the highest point, looking coldly at the people below.
The Soul Locking Formation was completed. The general's spirit had already consumed a lot of energy before, and now it was even worse. His attacks became slower. It seemed that the stalemate was about to end. Looking at the group of bald donkeys, not a single one fell down.
It was much more tenacious than she had imagined. Could it be because Qi Xingye had gone to fill the eye of the formation?
The bull demon looked at the red scene everywhere and didn't know where to go next.
"Saint, in a moment, this spirit will probably be sealed." Mei Yanliu transformed into a female form again, and indeed, she felt more comfortable. She said in a low voice, "It's almost time."
Jimo Shu looked at Yun Xian, who was being slapped on the back of the head by Xue Lingxiu while he was treating her hand, and said after a while: "I know my limits."
Mei Yanliu followed her gaze and gritted her teeth: "..."
Know your limits. Know your limits. What do you mean? Jimo Shu was so ruthless, and she still needed to persuade him? If she had known this earlier, she should have killed him when she met the Snow Howling Monkey, so that the Saint Maiden wouldn't be so uneasy now.
Jimo Shu was not actually looking at Yun Xian as a person. She was just a little dazed and confused.
It was obvious that these people didn't even know each other before entering the secret realm.
It is clear that they are not from the same force, but are competing with each other, and now they are pretending to be like this. Jimo Shu has always thought that these teams with their own ulterior motives would show their true colors in a more exposed area, but now it seems that is not the case.
What is that?
Back in the Stone Maiden Secret Realm, Yun Xian had mentioned the word "friend," but it seemed a bit too ironic.
Jimo Shu has never had any friends, only the most loyal subordinates.
"Saintess," Mei Yanliu urged again, "If you don't release the poisonous insect, the leader's fate will be the same. Why suffer like that?"
The bull demon seemed to have discovered something and looked at Jimo Shu's face.
Ever since she came out of the Great Wilderness Castle, her lips have been extremely pale, as if her spiritual energy was constantly leaking out, or as if there was a fire burning inside her body.
It had always thought that it was the conflict between the water and fire attributes that caused Jimo Shu to feel unwell. Now it thought that it might be the leader's gentle admonition from thousands of miles away.
The general's spirit was gradually reaching the end of its strength, and a trace of confusion slowly appeared on his face. The flesh and blood under his belly was wriggling and growing, gradually piecing together the shape of a human.
She spoke with difficulty, "Food and grass will arrive soon. Believe me, my lord... Believe me."
On the battlefield, monks from different factions all had unconcealed expressions of hope on their faces.
"..." Jimo Shu naturally knew more than her, biting her lip and saying, "The green Gu among the three Gu died for some reason, I can't let him..."
Just as her fingertips moved slightly and the purple fragrance was about to burst out of her body, Mei Yanliu's scream suddenly came from behind her: "Who are you?! You!"
There were coordinated footsteps behind them, and Mei Yanliu and the bull demon were instantly suppressed to the ground. Jimo Shu was still standing on the top of the mountain without turning her head.
The bloody wind blew through her long hair. She noticed the wind behind her and actually felt a little lazy at this moment.
At the side of her neck, a furry lion claw was pressing against her pulse, the nails were as sharp as a knife, and blood slowly flowed down.
Ji Rongxue stood behind her, tilted his head slightly, and asked expressionlessly, "What do you want to do?"
Sure enough, Jimo Shu smiled, her cruel expression showing: "Just you, you want to stop me?"
"Just me?" Ji Rongxue said slowly, "Saintess, don't you see there are at least twenty people behind me?"
Jimo Shu: “…?”
"I know you're very capable, so I came here fully prepared." Ji Rongxue patted her cheek lightly with her paw pad and said coldly, "That's what they call, 'You only regret not having enough when you need it.'"
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