Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

"When will this war end?"

Lu Ming rested his chin on one hand at the top of Xuanyin Mountain, drinking wine in boredom.

He couldn't leave this mission whenever he wanted.

It depended on when the war between the Hetu Dynasty and the Nanshan Feng Kingdom would end. If the war lasted for a year, he would have to stay here for a year.

Lu Ming looked up at the sun above his head and waved from behind.

The ghost king with the highest cultivation level walked out from behind.

"Your Majesty!"

"Finished?"

"The hundred-year-old ghost kings in this mountain have been cleared out. I will follow your orders and only leave the ordinary ghosts."

""Okay, come back then."

Lu Ming took out the Soul Gathering Cauldron.

The Yin Qi in Xuanyin Mountain suddenly became agitated, and countless ghosts turned into black wind and drilled into the Soul Gathering Cauldron one after another.

Lu Ming stood up and stretched, took a step, and his figure disappeared in Xuanyin Mountain.

In the tent of the Nanyuan Army of the Hetu Dynasty,

Zhen Nan, the general of the Southern Expedition, was discussing the enemy situation with his military advisor and his subordinates.

Lu Ming's figure suddenly appeared behind them, making everyone in the tent look nervous.

""Who are you, and why did you break into our camp?"

Zhen Nan looked very serious. The person who could quietly enter the heavily guarded camp must be a cultivator.

With their mortal bodies, they would definitely die if they faced a cultivator.

In just a moment, he thought about how to leave clues and point out the visitor to the Jixia Academy.

Lu Ming looked calm, sat down on the chair, took out his life card and shook it in front of them.

"Don't be nervous, I'm from the academy, and I'm here to ask you, how long will this battle last?"

"The Immortal Master of the Imperial Academy?"

The people in the tent looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be one of their own. There was no need to be nervous.

Zhen Nan stepped forward and bowed.

"I am Zhen Nan, the general who retired from the Southern Expedition. I did not know that the Immortal Master of the Imperial Academy had arrived. I hope you will not blame me for not welcoming you."

"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question."

Lu Ming glanced at the sand table beside them. Only Xuanyin Mountain stood out on the vast plain.

This kind of terrain has no topographical advantages at all. Fighting on the plain can only be head-on. What is there to discuss?

Zhen Nan was choked and looked a little embarrassed.

After a little consideration, he slowly opened his mouth to respond to Lu Ming's question:"Master, this southern expedition was assigned by His Majesty to delay the government affairs of Nanshan Fengguo. It may take half a year."

"So long?"

Lu Ming frowned, and his figure turned into a shadow, disappearing in the tent little by little.

Zhen Nan and the others looked at each other, not understanding what Lu Ming meant.

"Military Advisor, what do you think this Immortal Master wants to do?"

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes next to him looked at the Xuanyin Mountain on the sand table.

"I heard a rumor from my teacher that every time the two armies fought, the academy would send people to guard the souls of the dead in Xuanyin Mountain. I guess this immortal master is the one guarding this time."

"Is that so?"

……

Xuanyin Mountain.

Lu Ming stood on the formation.

Looking at the two armies fighting below, there were constantly figures of demon cultivators.

These demon cultivators, like the blood and killing blood inheritance of the Lihun Sect, practiced with blood and evil spirits to improve their strength.

So war is a feast for them.

These people did not affect Xuanyin Mountain, so Lu Ming ignored them.

When Lu Ming was about to return to the thatched cottage after leading the wandering souls on the battlefield to Xuanyin Mountain, the army of Nanshan Fengguo suddenly moved out a large machine with a strange shape, like a siege vehicle.

Lu Ming saw the man who controlled the siege vehicle take out a spirit stone from his bag and install it on the siege vehicle.

Then a strong breath emanated from the metal iron rod in the middle of the siege vehicle.

After brewing for a moment, the metal iron rod suddenly fired a ball of thunder, which fell into the army on the Hetu side.

The thunder ball exploded in the crowd, instantly taking the lives of dozens of soldiers. After seeing this scene, Lu Ming's eyes twitched wildly.

"The technology tree of Nanshan Fengguo has been completed? But it seems a bit crooked……"

That large device is too much like a cannon.

However, it uses spirit stones to activate the formation instead of cannonballs.

The power of this cannon is equivalent to a full-strength attack from a ninth-level Qi training master.

But in Lu Ming's eyes, it is also quite powerful. When the formation cannon of Nanshan Fengguo appeared, the momentum of Hetu suddenly became sluggish, and there was a tendency of defeat.

When Nanshan Fengguo moved out the second formation cannon, Hetu had no intention of fighting back.

The defeat was like a landslide, and the soldiers on Hetu's side quickly retreated.

The Nanshan Fengguo side did not catch up.

"The appearance of this thing seems to have broken the rules... The rules are set by people, but the Nanshan Feng Kingdom may be strong for a while."

Lu Ming shook his head, sank, and landed on Xuanyin Mountain.

The war between the two countries has nothing to do with him.

The appearance of the formation cannon is just for fun.

His focus is on cultivation, and he doesn't care about mundane things.

If Xuanyin Mountain was not useful to him, he would not come to this place.

""Half a year is enough to digest the negative energy in my body."

Lu Ming comforted himself and leaned against a tree to rest with his eyes closed.

While he was at ease, the Hetu Dynasty began to get anxious.

"Did they really create the formation cannon?"

Zhen Nan listened to his subordinates' report with a grim face.

He looked in the direction of Nanshan Fengguo and took a deep breath.

"At this time, we need to report it to the court and ask His Majesty to go to the academy to place it. Only the academy can come up with a solution."

Zhen Nan immediately wrote a letter, and the deputy general next to him was full of doubts.

"General, isn't there an immortal master in Xuanyin Mountain?"

Zhen Nan glanced at the deputy general who was speaking and shook his head:"That's the immortal master guarding Xuanyin Mountain. It's impossible for him to deliver a letter for us. Besides, we don't have the qualifications to ask him to deliver a letter."

"What a pity!"

The deputy general sighed with some regret.

Zhen Nan finished writing the battle report and sent���In the envelope, directly hit the deputy general's chest

"Chase for thousands of miles and send them to the palace!"

"Leave it to me!"

The deputy general nodded vigorously, took the envelope and rode away.

Zhen Nan stood in the tent and looked at the sand table, his brows knitted together.

The military advisor next to him looked indifferent.

"General, this may not be a bad thing."

Zhen Nan's heart moved, and he looked at the military advisor:"You mean, we can fight against the demons with our mortal bodies?"

"That’s right!"

"If the Nanshan Feng Country publishes the manufacturing method of the formation cannon, it will be a great event for the benefit of the human race. Isn't this what we have been doing for so many years?"

Listening to the military advisor's words, Zhen Nan's eyes condensed slightly.

"Is Nanshan Fengguo willing to give up such a precious thing?"

"That depends on what your Majesty does, but I do have a plan that can get Nanshan Fengguo to publish the blueprints.……"

……

On Xuanyin Mountain.

Lu Ming seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Nanshan Fengguo.

Aura emerged in his eyes, and the world he saw became colorful and more brilliant.

In his eyes, a black gas suddenly appeared on Nanshan Fengguo. The black gas was extremely weak at first, struggling in the gap between the gold gas and the purple gas, and it seemed that it would go out in the next moment.

But I don’t know what happened, the black gas suddenly surged, and it seemed to have the potential to become a dragon.

Even the golden dragon transformed by the gold gas representing the national destiny of Nanshan Fengguo, and the purple phoenix transformed by the purple gas representing the royal destiny, could not suppress it.

"Something happened to Nanshan Fengguo? Why is there a trend of national destruction in the country's destiny, and this trend is getting stronger and stronger... Will Jiaoyang Sect not care?"