Immortal cultivation starts with copying

When Chen Yunhao hurried to the top of the city wall, nearly 10,000 monks who had gathered had already gone to support.

The distance of two miles may not be clear to mortals, but for monks, it is as if it is happening right under their eyes.

With the support of 10,000 monks in the rear, the 20,000 monks who were retreating on the front line finally stabilized their position and were able to organize effectively, fighting and retreating.

The whole scene can be said to be one-sided, and the human monks were retreating step by step.

People are selfish, far less brave and fearless than monsters, so as long as one person retreats, it will lead a group of people to retreat.

Once the decline begins, the position will basically be unstable.

Chen Yunhao stood on the city wall and watched with his eyelids twitching. The previous two beast tides did not feel much, mainly one-sided massacres.

This time, the two sides fought together, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and seeing the human monks being swallowed alive by monsters with their own eyes was really shocking.

Not only Chen Yunhao, but also few of the cultivators standing on the city wall watching the battle had normal expressions.

Chen Yunhao was also a human being, with seven emotions and six desires, and he would also fear death. Not to mention him, even the Jindan stage cultivators had a solemn expression.

When the monsters and human cultivators approached the Zhenhuang City, the main city's defensive formation began to work.

The spiritual light on the formation turned into sharp arrows, and for a moment, there was a scene of thousands of arrows shooting at the same time, covering the sky and the earth.

Although it was not dared to say that every sharp arrow could hit the monster, it pierced the bodies of thousands of monsters at once.

This only delayed the monster's attack, allowing the human cultivators to catch their breath and take the opportunity to retreat into the defensive formation.

A roar like a dragon and a tiger came from the depths of the valley, and the fearless monster suddenly stopped attacking and slowly retreated.

At this moment, in Zhenhuang City, another team of nearly 10,000 fresh troops rushed out of the formation and chased the monsters to kill them.

The timing was just right. If they were half an incense stick late, the monsters would slowly fade away, and the human monks would not get any spoils.

These monks risked their lives to come to Zhenhuang City to fight for the corpses of monsters, which were real spoils.

Whether they kept them for their own use or exchanged them with the Five Elements Sect for skills, foundation-building pills, etc., it was all fine.

The monsters would devour all the dead monsters on their way back, not to mention that the corpses of human monks were no less than the Great Pill for the monsters.

Attacking at this moment was also to recapture the killed monsters and the corpses of the remaining human monks. Of course, it would be good to kill some of them by the way.

In the early stage, the human monks could still kill for a while, but later some monks were quick-witted and picked up the storage bags, magic tools and other treasures left behind, and the formation was messed up for a while.

Later, they fought each other, and some people even fought to snatch the corpse of a monster.

Chen Yunhao shook his head as he watched from the top of the city. If the human monks could unite, the wild area would have been ruled by the human race long ago.

In the end, it was a Yuanying stage monk hidden in the city who came forward to suppress this ridiculous riot.

Afterwards, according to statistics, this war, the human monks lost 13,000 people, which can be said to be a huge loss.

Moreover, the two small cities on the left and right of the front line were also razed to the ground by the monsters and could not be repaired.

Compared with the loss of monsters, the loss of human monks was not great, but the account cannot be calculated in this way.

There are only more than 60,000 monks in the entire Zhenhuang City, and nearly 20% of the monks were consumed in one go.

Fortunately, there are monks sent to the teleportation array every day, which continuously replenish the losses in the city.

Chen Yunhao had already returned to his residence. Seven or eight out of ten monks in the city participated in the battle.

Especially in the last wave of battles, many monks got the corpses of monsters, and many monks picked up the scattered magic tools and storage bags.

Sure enough, not long after Chen Yunhao returned to his residence, thousands of monks poured into his courtyard, filling the courtyard.

Chen Yunhao didn't want to join in the fun with others in the courtyard, so he simply returned to the quiet room, opened the door, and hung his waist badge on the door.

In this way, it was like opening a store by himself, and it also avoided disputes with his peers.

During the period of time since he came to Zhenhuang City, Chen Yunhao didn't know about other places, but in the courtyard where he lived, there were more than ten people with the same talisman maker badge as him.

Among these dozen talisman makers, the only one who could produce a top-grade spiritual talisman was Chen Yunhao.

After this tragic third round of beast tide, Chen Yunhao clearly felt the change in the thinking of the monks who participated in the battle.

They became more cherishing of life and more fanatical about things that can save their lives.

The power of the top-grade spiritual talisman is equivalent to the mana of a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. For a cultivator in the Qi-refining stage, this power is definitely enough. If you have a few more on you, it can definitely be used as a backup to save your life.

So Chen Yunhao has this confidence and sits alone in the quiet room, which means that those who are willing to take the bait are willing to take the bait!

After a while, a curious person came to ask.

"My fellow Taoist, do you have a top-grade spiritual talisman in your hand?"

"Of course I do, but the top-grade spiritual talisman can only be exchanged for the corpse of a monster, or the same type of natural treasures, and no spiritual stones are needed."

Chen Yunhao smiled and nodded.

If he really wanted to get spiritual stones, he could get them easily in Yuxian City. There was no need to come here to take this risk.

As Chen Yunhao spoke, he grabbed a handful of top-grade talismans from his storage bag.

It is easy to identify middle-grade and top-grade talismans, as the runes and spiritual power fluctuations on them are different.

"This... I don't have the corpse of the monster, but I have a two-hundred-year-old spiritual medicine. It should be more than enough to exchange for your three top-grade talismans!"

The visiting monk shook his head in embarrassment.

In this melee, not many people can really get the corpse of the monster.

Chen Yunhao was standing on the city wall at the time and saw it clearly.

In the last round of rushing and killing, most of the beasts were killed were ordinary beasts. The monsters were fast, so only a few hundred monsters were killed.

"Fellow Daoist, can you take it out for a look?"

The visiting monk nodded, patted the storage bag at his waist, and took out a long jade box.

A hundred-year-old spiritual medicine was placed in the jade box. It was the root of a plant, as long as a child's arm, and it actually looked like a human.

Although Chen Yunhao was not familiar with identifying spiritual medicines, the strong medicinal fragrance and the rings on the spiritual medicine should be no less than 150 years old.

Wild spiritual medicines of this age are rare in the current world of immortal cultivation, but Chen Yunhao really didn't know what kind of spiritual medicine he was in front of him.