Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

Central Grassland.

More than ten years ago, the initial confrontation between Tujuren and Mulan ended with a small defeat for the former.

At that time, there was a sudden change in the rear, and the vanguard troops in the front had no choice but to retreat to the two lines of defense specially set up to deal with emergencies, holding back the Mulan tribe who did not choose to put all their eggs in one basket to suppress the country.

By the time Wang Li, the instigator, gave Lin Yinping, an abrupt saint, to the Mulan people in exchange for a lot of resources and a favor, it was too late and the opportunity was lost.

In the past two years, new saintesses have been initially cultivated.

The two sides have been fighting each other for several years and actively mobilized their troops.

Especially the abrupt side, who had no chance of winning at the beginning, prepared even harder.

In order to ensure the chance of winning, they even hired several big sects in the northeast corner of Dajin for help at a considerable price, and won a lot of foreign aid with various promises, and there were no fewer than three big monks.

The Mulan people on the other side were also not careless.

Using an ancient teleportation array in the clan, they directly crossed the blockade of the sudden people, and Master Zhu Shen went out in person to contact several Dajin demon sects. However, except for some elders of the Yin Luozong who were moved and the head of the sect agreed to participate in this matter, the other sects were not so easy to talk about.

Because of this, Wang Li, a special existence, became the target they tried to win over.

After all, in the eyes of Mu Lan's great masters, he was not weaker than ordinary great monks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and now he is advanced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul, thinking that even in the sequence of great monks, he is also a very difficult and ruthless character.

In addition to the many undercover agents stationed in Tiannan, Wang Li did not take action to kill them, but gave them the opportunity to release them all. This is undoubtedly a great gesture of kindness.

So there was a scene where Wang Li received an invitation from Mu Lan's senior management during the Great Cultivator Ceremony.

And at this time.

"The first line of defense of the Tulu people has been broken, and the victory of our clan is in sight, and we will regain our former homeland."

On the Mulan Grassland in the north, there are running figures turning into streams and gathering towards the temple branches, and then quickly fly to the middle of the grassland under the guise of huge speeding cars. During this period, the voices of encouraging morale continued.

Most of them are mortal cavalry, monks in the Qi refining period, and mages in the foundation establishment period.

In the Tianlan Grassland in the south, the same scene is happening.

However, the high-level monks of the abrupt people, the assembly speed is relatively clumsy because the teleportation array has not been fully repaired.

Unlike the Mulan people, more than 200 great masters in the Nascent Soul stage and more than 20,000 masters in the Core Formation stage achieved the fastest arrival directly through the teleportation arrays in each branch hall.

Therefore, after taking the first line of defense, they took advantage of the opportunity to take the second line of defense, and finally formed an anxious situation with the sudden large force in the most fertile Xingluo waters in the center of the grassland.

Sudden delay by relying on layers of formations.

The Mulan people relied on more high-ranking monks, or nimbly divided into parts to fight the autumn wind, cutting off the edge wings; or gathered together to press on the frontal bombardment, and they were advancing steadily at all times.

When Wang Li, who did not forget to practice his own various methods along the way, arrived, the two sides have over the years "six to four" jurisdiction over this area. That is, the Mulan people occupy 40% of the land, and the abrupt people occupy the sixth floor. The situation in the fertile soil has quietly reversed. Mulan people accounted for six, and abrupt people accounted for four.

However, the latter's line of defense is also getting stronger and stronger. After all, this is their "old town" and has been controlled for thousands of years.

Therefore, before the head-on battle, the two sides entered the stage of confrontation.

Mulan took the opportunity to build his own array system aggressively to ensure the current results.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please forgive me for being far behind when you come here."

The dark and skinny Master Zhu God eagerly stepped forward to guide Wang Li, who had stopped practicing sword-drawing skills, into the barracks.

Wang Li, on the other hand, glanced at the hundreds of flying cars and flying boats that were neatly arranged in mid-air and suspended in motion, and stared at the other hundred ships that came and went, went and came again, thoughtfully.

This should not be owned by the Mulan people, and more of them should still be carrying mortal cavalry and middle and low-level monks.

Along the way he met many.

"Fellow Daoist, why do so many mortals participate in the war between immortal cultivators?"

The little Xiami in the Qi refining stage is nothing more than that, he can more or less throw a few fireballs, or combine spells, and cast more powerful area-based spiritual spells to threaten the foundation building stage.

Why is it involving a large number of mortals?

Not even cannon fodder.

Hearing the words, the old man pondered for a moment, then sighed secretly and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Wang thinks why a holy war must break out between the two tribes in our grassland for more than a hundred years?"

"Feud? Land? Resources? The orthodoxy of belief?"

Wang Li's eyes flashed, he was a little uncertain.

"There are a few things, but the main thing is the population! It's the living space! Although the grassland is large, there are not many environments suitable for living. There are hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators after a hundred years of recuperation, let alone ordinary people?"

The number of mortals is more than hundreds of billions and hundreds of billions.

With so many people, it is better to fight externally than internal conflicts.

"Tsk tsk, so many mortals are young and strong, if you don't want it, you don't want it, it's amazing."

Spiritual consciousness swept hundreds of miles away, there must be at least tens of millions of cavalry gathered here, right? In the future, it will only increase ten times and dozens of times.

"Will fellow daoists deliberately torture and kill mortals?"

The old man laughed.

"Naturally not. Wang doesn't want to bear too much karma, which may lead to a bottleneck of demons in the future. It may not affect the low-level monks, they can't control so much. But for high-level monks like us with high ambitions , I dare not take such rumors that have been passed down from generation to generation and seem groundless."

Wang Li was quite disdainful about this.

This is also one of the reasons why the world of cultivating immortals does not allow the killing of mortals at will.

Mysterious and mysterious.

"That's it! Daoist friends don't want it, and we don't want it either. Even the monks of the magic way refine the secret treasures of the magic way, most of them use the spirit of the immortal cultivator, which shows the taboo in this respect. How can a monk fight for a mortal?" Dead ones? And if we are defeated, how can the Tuhu people leave them as a kindling for revenge?"

Both Tu Wu and Mu Lan had the same idea, and over time, they formed a feud. In the place under attack, the opponent's people, including mortals, women and children, must die.

Immortal cultivators disdain to kill mortals, mortals should do it themselves.

Mortals are young and strong just to join the battle.

as an executioner.

"Furthermore, it doesn't matter how many mortals die? After more than a dozen winters and summers, there will be a large number of growths. If they can share a little mana of the sudden immortal cultivators on the battlefield, even a small fireball will be earned by our side."

The old man's words made Wang Li feel cold.

He felt that his understanding of war was still too shallow.

As for the large-scale entry of low-level monks, it is because there is a high possibility that ants will kill elephants.

It is undeniable that the outcome of a war is mostly determined by the top combat power in the Nascent Soul Stage, but there are more Foundation Establishment Stages and Core Formation Stages, which can also create miracles. For example, if an ordinary Nascent Soul is facing forty or fifty Core Formation players, especially if there are three or four late Core Formation team leaders among them, this Nascent Soul monster will also have to avoid the edge for the time being.

Don't dare to be tough.

Twenty to thirty thousand rounds of alchemy concentrated fire during the alchemy period, such as the combined use of thousands of rounds of sky fire spirit art, and the defensive array jointly constructed by the hundred and ten Yuanying may not be able to withstand it.

It is not uncommon for the single Nascent Soul Stage to die inexplicably under the bombardment of many alchemy stage spells.

Sometimes, even the bows and crossbow clusters of mortal cavalry, the defensive light curtains during the attacking Qi refining period and the foundation building period, can penetrate through the defense like paper paste when there are too many.

If the foundation building period is too long, the Dandan period can be surrounded.

If there are too many pill-forming stages, you can turn over to the Nascent Soul stage.

The end is not to underestimate this group of ants.

Of course, on the other hand, the Nascent Soul class can rely on the divine sense to crush large pieces of the foundation-building stage at a super long distance.

It depends on the fight between the two sides, whose peak combat power is strong enough.

Whoosh, two figures leaped one after the other onto the deck of the main ship of more than a hundred hovering airships in mid-air, the light dispersed, and the figures of Wang Li and the old man surnamed Zhu appeared.

This flying boat is about three hundred feet long, with many pavilions and pavilions on it, and the spirit patterns are heavily restricted, like a fortress in the sky. As the main ship of the Mulan Brothers Corps, it is also the headquarters where several high-level officials are located.

As the thin black old man entered the main hall at the highest point, dozens of Nascent Soul Stages gathered here.

At the center, it is divided into two sides.

On one side are Mulan's old acquaintances and a new face.

There are four people in the head: one is the four-foot short God Master Bi, the second is the Confucian-looking Master Zhong; Tian Zhong, the great monk of Jin Dynasty.

The three great masters are all in the late Yuanying period;

Master Yue, who is the youngest, only in his early four hundred years, has entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul for a hundred years.

Opposite Mulan, sat a group of people covered in gray robes.

The first two, with a sweep of consciousness, one is a man in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and the other is a woman who is only at the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul.

This woman has quite a good appearance, which can be described as extremely pretty, her slender figure is also uneven, which is extremely attractive.

"Fellow Daoist, who is this?"

Seeing Wang Li, who was like a jade tree, young and handsome, and walked gracefully, the black-robed woman's eyes lit up and she asked first.

After all, among the great monks who were either short, burly, or very old, Wang Li was the most heroic and refreshing.

However, the voice of such a discerning female cultivator is hoarse, which is in stark contrast to her beauty, and it makes people uncomfortable to hear it.

"Hello Fairy, this is Wang Li of Huangfeng Valley, who once had a gift from his junior brother Xiling Mountain."

In a flash of inspiration, a folding fan was in his hand, he opened it with a swish, and opened it lightly.

Young Pianpian, young Pianpian.

The black-robed male cultivator clenched his fists. First, there was a fleeting surprise; then, he looked at someone who was sizing up his Taoist companion with admiration, nodded affirmatively, and followed his gaze began to be slightly unkind.