Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Immortals and Immortal Pets Wear Immortal Clothes
In the sky, a broom and a flying sword were flying side by side.
Bailu sat sideways on the broom, so that it could place Wangcai on her legs. The immortal didn't dare to look down at all. When it first went up to the sky, it hummed for a long time. Bailu fed it some goat's milk before it calmed down.
"How can you cultivate like this? Everyone is flying around, you will be laughed at." Bai Lu was worried about Wangcai, why is he afraid of heights? "Come on, try to stand up."
With the intelligence of Patriarch Wangcai, he would definitely understand that he is not an ordinary dog, but a young dog demon who is the reincarnation of an immortal.
But at this moment, the Immortal King closed his eyes and stretched out his limbs on Bai Lu, pretending to be deaf and dumb.
After all, most dogs live on flat ground and can dig holes. They are not creatures like the Feathered Tribe, so it is understandable that dog monsters were afraid of heights when they were young.
Bai Lu rubbed the old man's body several times with worry, took out some cloth, light yellow wool and needle and thread from her space ring, and with a touch of magic, they were automatically woven and sewn together.
"What do you want to do for the Immortal Lord?" Huo Xuexiang's attention was focused on Bai Lu, even though Bai Lu was just doing some small actions, such as petting the dog and tinkering with handicrafts.
He knew that Bai Lu had bought a lot of baby products in the town, including food, drinks, clothes and toys, in order to bring the reincarnated boy of Keyun Xianjun. Wangcai did get to drink the goat milk, eat the cakes, and play with the toys later, but the clothes didn't fit him well.
But Wangcai was wearing the Yuyan soft armor of Immortal Lord Keyun, which was automatically integrated, even though he now had two more feet.
So what Bai Lu made was definitely not clothes.
Huo Xuexiang was actually quite interested in guessing about these trivial things.
"Sew a hat." Bai Lu replied. Seeing Wangcai also opened one eye, he secretly watched the magical effect of automatically combining the materials. He sniffed a few times curiously. With his spiritual intelligence, he could smell that this did not seem to be a magic.
Huo Xuexiang guessed that the hat made by Bai Lu might be different from the hats worn by ordinary children, but he couldn't help laughing after seeing the finished product.
Bai Lu put the hat on the immortal's head. The warm yellow hood was surrounded by a circle of dense wool, which looked like mane when spread out. Together with the two semicircular ears on the top of the hat, it looked like a lion.
"You look so good, Wangcai!" Bai Lu praised loudly.
Wangcai didn’t know what the hat was about, but when he heard Bailu praising him, he opened his mouth happily, stuck out his pink tongue and grinned.
Bai Lu held Wangcai to her chest and began to sing again: "Na~Zipengya Mamadi Chihuahua~"
Ancestor Wangcai swaggered in the wind. The wind made him squint his eyes, but his mouth was still open. Although he didn’t know what Bai Lu was singing, it sounded very pleasant, and his posture made him look very majestic. He panted: “Ha~ha~”
Huo Xuexiang's ring-wearing hand tapped unconsciously to keep the rhythm.
"Master, what generation do you think the ancestor will be when he returns? He has no direct disciples anymore, but after all, he is the reincarnation of the ancestor, so it doesn't seem appropriate for him to be the youngest generation?"
Lord Shen Guang is a small lord, and our ancestor Wang Cai is also a small ancestor.
This is an ethical issue!
Huo Xuexiang replied, "If there are direct disciples, they are usually taken back to teach. The honorific title will be retained until they have achieved success in cultivation and their memories have been restored. The relics of the previous life will also be returned. Immortal Lord Keyun has no direct disciples, so the sect master should arrange for them to be taught personally or by one of the elders."
That is to say, the seniority will not be completely reset. Even if the ancestor is guided by a disciple, it is impossible for him to be treated as a new disciple.
Moreover, because its roots are still there, its bones and character are excellent, and it will also be given better resources for cultivation.
Bai Lu thought for a long time and came up with a more appropriate analogy: an excellent senior who is repeating a grade.
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"I feel like we've been flying for a long time, but we haven't seen any signs of ghosts. Should we cross the sea?" Bai Lu looked at Jinting Island in the distance, which was blurry with the strait in the middle.
Bai Lu shook the order sign and questioned the nightmare ghost: "Hey, where is the place you are talking about? Why are you running so far as a vanguard?"
The Nightmare Ghost didn’t know much about the human world, and said in a daze: "It should be a little further forward... I was also exploring as I came here, and there are aquatic creatures in the sea that need to be avoided... tactics, tactics." The Nightmare Ghost is a very good outpost and auxiliary. Its strength is average but it has a great impact on the spirit.
"Let's go to the place where it is easiest to cross the border, and then explore Jintingzhou." Huo Xuexiang was pointing to the southernmost part of Jingguo in Xingjiezhou, which was separated from Jintingzhou by only a canal. It was the same direction as what the nightmare ghost said. This also made Huo Xuexiang more confident about the truth of what the nightmare ghost said.
As night fell, Bai Lu crouched down and moved through the night wind, her eyes scanning the ground.
We flew like this for several more hours, and in front of us was endless mountains with no change at all.
Under the shining stars and moon, the undulating mountain ridges could be vaguely seen. Ancestor Wangcai had fallen into a deep sleep. Suddenly, a golden halo exploded in the night, followed by another small dot.
Bai Lu initially thought someone was setting off fireworks in the distance, but soon realized something was wrong.
A pile of fireworks was lit at regular intervals, and passed on in this way until a red dragon was burning above the entire mountain range.
It’s… beacon fire!
Smoke during the day and fire at night, this is an ancient means of conveying enemy information.
This way of transmission exists in both the East and the West, but Bai Lu had only seen it in literary works before. This was the first time she saw the beacon fire with her own eyes.
The fire drew intermittent lines between the mountain ridges, extending continuously into the distance. The memories in the blood seemed to be awakened, giving people a sense of shuddering.
"What's going on? Are they fighting a war?" Bai Lu didn't know the power structure of the people here. Were there two countries at war, or some kind of rebellion?
Huo Xuexiang looked into the distance with his mind and said, "The Black Wind Canal is ahead. After crossing the canal, we will reach... Jinting Island."
They all had a bad feeling in their hearts.
The two of them sped up and crossed the mountains. What came into view was a seaside city with stars shining brightly at night. The beacon towers were lit all the way to the beach. From the town to the distant canal and the opposite continent, it was filled with cold ghosts and monsters, and there was no telling how many there were!
Thick blood and yin energy enveloped this area of the world. One could see mortals organizing low-level cultivators and Qi-refining practitioners to activate the city defense formation. There were also soldiers defending the city on the top of the city walls, but how could they stop the torrent of ghosts from the underworld? They came in waves like a tide and had already attacked the city gate. There was even miasma spreading around Yicheng.
The old, weak, women and children in the city ran desperately calling for help, hoping that after the beacon fire was lit, the army and monks of Jingguo would come to rescue them.
But they have lived here for generations and have never seen such a horrifying scene. The nightmare ghosts that took the lead aroused the most horrifying thoughts in their minds, and even the will to escape was almost extinguished.
Little blue will-o'-the-wisp lights were floating in the sky, and in between stood many flagpoles, with long blood-red banners hanging down, fluttering like battle flags.
Chao Tianzi recognized what kind of magic weapon it was at a glance: "Rakshasa Curtain - Master, that is a magic weapon used by demon cultivators to sacrifice ghosts and monsters. It can summon hundreds of ghosts from the netherworld and use their flesh and blood to refine them into evil spirits for their own use."
"The evil cultivators in Jintingzhou are so abominable! They summoned so many ghosts and monsters to invade. If you have the guts, fight them against the cultivators!" Bai Lu was still in shock. Seeing the ghosts and monsters invading Xiayi City, it was like a hell on earth. Most mortals could hardly resist. She was shocked, angry and anxious.
Especially when he saw that there were endless streams of ghosts and monsters wading from Jinting Island and spreading across the entire border, their number was countless times greater than that of mortals. How could Yicheng possibly stop them?
"After all, ghosts and monsters that eat humans become more powerful, just like the nightmare ghost." Chao Tianzi also said anxiously. He usually has a youthful mentality, but after all, he has lived for so long and has seen a lot of things. "We have to send a message back to Xuanshan and the major sects as soon as possible. Jin Tingzhou... Jin Tingzhou is really crazy, is he trying to start another battle between good and evil?"
——The nightmare ghost did not lie at all, and the scene before him was even more grand!
This is indeed a large army. It is hard to believe how the demon cultivators did it and how many ghosts and monsters they summoned. No wonder the Nightmare Ghost is not afraid of revealing the battle situation. It can't be stopped anyway. It is not just bragging. The battle has already started.
Huo Xuexiang let out a little bit of firefly light, which was used to transmit the message. At the same time, he drew his sword and faced the white dew. At this moment, all the disciples of Xuanshan knew what to do next without saying a word.
"Then Master and I will split up." Bai Lu understood and pointed downwards, "I'll go inside the city, and Master should take care of those outside... That should be fine, right?"
Huo Xuexiang nodded and said, "Be careful."
There were only two of them, but there were so many ghosts and monsters in front of them, and the line of battle after crossing the river was very wide.
There was not much to say at the moment. Even though Bai Lu wanted to curse, the town had already been attacked and a large number of ghosts and monsters poured in to wreak havoc. The two of them parted hurriedly, and Bai Lu lowered his body and moved forward.
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On top of the city wall.
The defending general gathered his spiritual power and chopped down a giant spider covered with bloody spells with one sword.
He leaned against the wall, panting, holding the knife, but he had to face the next ghost. He could only raise his hand and chop stiffly, and shouted to all the soldiers: "Don't retreat!!"
He led thousands of soldiers to garrison the city. Tonight, some evil spirits attacked first. He thought they were just some evil creatures from Jintingzhou, but it turned out to be just a prelude.
The moment the flames on the city wall were lit, they illuminated the densely packed army of the underworld that was enough to fill the ocean.
They don't need a ferry to float across the canal, they don't need a ladder to climb the city wall, they can climb up the city wall, and even step on the bodies of their companions. The army formed by the evil spirits and resentments is born in all kinds of strange shapes, some have huge and strong bodies, and some have twisted and severed facial features.
These ghostly creatures brought with them the violent energy from underground, tearing apart everything in front of them, whether it was the city walls or the soldiers.
The border city was originally protected by a formation, but it could not hold out for long under such a dense attack of ghosts and monsters.
The general, who was a Qi Refiner, gathered soldiers to defend the city, but the human race's attack method was extremely difficult to be effective against the ghost race. What's more, ghosts were more brutal than the bravest soldiers. They had no fear and only knew to swallow up everything in front of them.
The blade of the knife has been bent, and the spiritual power of the Qi Refining has long been exhausted. Outside the city are endless shadows, and when he looks back, he can hear crying and shouting from inside the city, but there is nothing he can do.
This is a completely unequal battle!
He could not save the people, nor could he save himself. The Netherworld Army, which was like a world-destroying force, was destined to engulf this border city. They could only send out beacons to alert other towns.
With his hands still raised, he chopped numbly, and the general defending the city knew that his life was coming to an end...
At this moment, a white figure appeared above the city wall.
The soldiers defending the city looked up woodenly, and after a glance, a glimmer of hope filled their dry hearts. Was it a monk?
The cultivation level of the general defending the city could not be seen. It had not been long since they had lit the beacon fire and used the magic tools to send messages. It was unlikely that this high-level cultivator had come from other cities. Perhaps he was just passing by. It was a matter of gratitude that he dared to lend a helping hand in such a situation.
But soon, that glimmer of hope quickly dried up, and gratitude turned into lamentation.
Judging from the situation, even if he is a high-level cultivator, how can he be a match for the army of ghosts and monsters from the underworld facing him alone?
The next moment, the monk in white turned his back to him and swung the equally plain long sword in his hand.
What kind of sword is this?
The sword light slashed across the sky and earth, and the sword cut through hundreds of miles, slicing through the dark and gloomy world and breaking the surging waves of the underworld.
Who in the world can be like him, changing the situation of a battle by one person and illuminating the stars with one sword!
The so-called fearless ghosts in the underworld also began to tremble for a moment, fear surged in their souls, and the entire army actually came to a standstill.
The general defending the city was stunned, tears welled up in his eyes, his heart was beating violently in his chest, his face was flushed, and he simply couldn't believe what he saw.
He shouted absentmindedly, "Is this the immortal I respect so much?"
What level of realm must a cultivator be at to be able to defeat the enemy with just one sword.
"We are from Xuanshan."
The white-robed swordsman did not utter a word, but a voice came from behind him.
The commander guarding the city looked back and saw another monk riding a broom and landing on the top of the city wall. He held a staff in his hand. The staff was as tall as a person and shining with a green gem.
The monk also had his back to the general and was facing the city, making it difficult to see his face. Only his hair was flying in the wind.
The general could only see that when he knocked the city wall with his staff, countless vitality burst out. The grass and trees in the whole city grew rapidly, and their roots expanded wildly, entangled with the ghosts and monsters that rushed into the city.
The ghosts that had climbed to the top of the city were swept up and thrown down.
The ghost that fell down with a loud bang made the little boy who was holding his sister scream. The next moment, the ghost that fell to the ground and the worms with eight pairs of eyes around it were all pierced by branches and nailed to the ground!
The little boy wiped the liquid off his face tremblingly, and looked out to see countless plants still spreading, turning his familiar city green.
The vibrant green swallowed up the strange blue color.
The vines entangled the staff. Even if Bai Lu let go, the staff still stood in place, supporting all the plants. He turned his head, and the same green eyes appeared in front of the general defending the city. He looked at him coldly and stretched out his hand to draw a sword!
The general defending the city could not help but close his eyes, and after a few breaths, he opened his eyes.
It turned out that the blue-eyed monk had chopped off the head of a Yin Xiao that was attacking him from behind with one sword.
Xuanshan...is it the Xuanshan Immortal Sect that is famous throughout the twelve continents?
The soldiers defending the city only regained their ability to think at this time. The two Xuanshan monks, one inside and one outside, actually stabilized the battle situation.
Both the soldiers defending the city and the civilians inside and outside the city cried for joy, feeling that they had been saved from a desperate situation.
The ghosts and monsters outside the city rushed forward again after a moment of fear, but even though they were pouring in, Huo Xuexiang held his sword outside the city and retreated the enemy a hundred feet away.
"This, could this be Xuanshan's Juntian Sword Master?" The general defending the city was in a trance and unconsciously said the name of the most powerful and famous swordsman he knew. Even he himself did not expect that what he said would come true.
"Yes." Bai Lu replied easily, "Well, come over and help me finish up the city, and then we'll go together to help my master."
There are still some scattered ghosts in the city.
Bai Lu is mentally strong, especially after the several trials of time travel. Even though the number of ghosts and monsters encountered this time is particularly large and the situation is particularly large, he is still thinking quickly about how to deal with it.
"Damned demon cultivator, he launched a sneak attack and has no martial ethics." Bai Lu cursed the demon cultivator while sprinkling sword talismans on the top of the city wall to eliminate the remaining ghosts and monsters. Moreover, every time she passed by a group of soldiers, she would stick a shield talisman on them to make people feel especially safe.
Bai Lu originally wanted to use Bifang Yang Fire, which was very effective in dealing with Yin objects, but considering that this was where people lived, setting a fire might destroy people and property.
Moreover, his control over the Bifang Yang Fire is not that good, and the range is not that wide, so wood spells are still his first choice.
But at this time of huge consumption, Bai Lu missed Liang Mangu and his automatic talisman drawing pen especially.
The general defending the city ordered the soldiers to act in accordance with Bai Lu's Wood Element ability and looked at him with awe.
When the general mentioned Juntian Sword Master, he never thought that it could really be Juntian Sword Master. And the disciple of this Sword Master had amazing magic skills. He could even control all the plants and trees in a city. He must have a cultivation level above the Tinglei Realm.
He thought of Bai Lu's words just now and asked carefully: "Does Sword Master still need our help? Can't one person deal with those ghosts?"
"Idiot, do you understand military tactics?" Chao Tianzi suddenly appeared, almost scaring the generals guarding the city like a ghost.
"If the Nether Clan is not stupid, they will continue to attack along both sides of the border, and even go to other continents. How can Sword Master take care of several borders alone?"
There were so many ghosts and monsters that there was no end in sight, so there was no worry of not having enough to spread out. Now, they were already showing signs of reorganizing and dispersing.
Bai Lu saw that the general looked unhappy and consoled him, "We have also sent a message for help. Once all of our righteous monks come out, we won't have to worry."
“Hehe…”
A humming sound was heard, and Bai Lu lifted up his cloak. The general defending the city discovered that he had been holding a small local dog in his arms.
The local dog was still wearing thin clothes and a plush hat. He had just woken up and was very confused. He yawned.
"Shall I ask someone to help take care of your fairy pet?" The general defending the city did not neglect the dog at all because of its appearance, and directly called it a fairy pet.
"It's okay..." Bai Lu said as she felt the energy on the side showing signs of change. She pinched the talisman with her fingers but didn't feel anything.
Used up.
The general defending the city couldn't sense anything at first, but when he saw Bai Lu's strange expression, he looked in the direction and saw a monster that had escaped the net jumped out from the side.
No one knew what race this monster was. It looked like a human yet not a human, with a hunched body and a mouth full of fangs. It rushed towards me with a sinister aura.
The general saw Bai Lu reaching for the talisman as usual, but found nothing - it must be because the immortal's talismans had been distributed to everyone and all had been used up.
The general defending the city was anxious, and he raised his sword with both hands to block the immortal and chop him down.
But he was already at the end of his strength, and his movements were even heavier at this moment. The ghost with fangs dodged easily and rushed straight towards Bai Lu.
"Careful, Immortal!"
Both the generals defending the city and other soldiers were extremely anxious, fearing that they would see the tragic scene of the immortal being bitten.
The next moment, the immortal seemed to be at a loss, and in panic he raised his hand and lifted up the immortal pet, which made people gasp.
The immortal is in danger——
Bai Lu raised the dog with both hands to block!
That’s right, Bai Lu is holding...
The Immortal Lord of Wealth.
Wangcai was still yawning, and when he was lifted up, he thought he was going to sing again. Suddenly, he saw a ghost face biting at him, and he let out a terrified and sharp dog bark: "Woof woof woof woof woof!!"
It screamed sharply and watched several rows of teeth biting itself at the same time, but it felt no pain.
"Woof?" Wangcai opened his eyes wide.
Not only was there no pain, the fangs were blocked by Yuyan's soft armor. With a faint light, the teeth flew directly through the brain!
The soldiers watching: "This??!"
The soldiers who were originally sweating for Bai Lu were now staring at the puppy he lifted up in amazement...
Could it be that all this was within the immortal's expectations, that the immortal's fairy dog was wearing fairy clothes?
The ghost fell to the ground. Although Wangcai was unharmed, he still barked in shock and threw himself into Bailu's arms. After a while, he seemed to remember that it was Bailu who lifted him up just now...
"Woof woof woof woof!!!" Wangcai barked wildly at Bailu.
Bai Lu stroked the dog's head a few times, then calmly smiled at the dumbfounded generals and soldiers, "It's not a fairy pet, it's Wangcai Fairy Lord of our Xuanshan. Come, thank the Fairy Lord for saving your life just now."
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