Pagoda Immortality

In general.

The low-level battlefield lasted for thirty years from the beginning of the forced conscription, with more than one million troops deployed and more than two million enemies killed, but in the end, less than 200,000 low-level cultivators of the human race survived.

The intermediate battlefield lasted less than two years from the beginning of the war to the present, with about 150,000 troops deployed and more than 300,000 enemies killed, but in the end, only 60,000 to 70,000 high-level cultivators of the human race survived.

The numbers are cold, but these people were alive before they went in, but the disappeared numbers will never come back.

There are their friends and relatives in it.

Those who survived should be grateful, but they can't be happy. Everyone buried their heads. The scene was surprisingly quiet. Many people had crystal tears in their eyes and their bodies trembled slightly.

But fortunately, the efforts were not in vain. The demons were completely crippled, more than half of the low-level demons were lost, and the high-level demons were almost completely wiped out. The human race can settle down.

At this time, Faxin gently closed the silk in his hand, looked at everyone and said in a low voice: "Now, I declare a great victory in the Night Demon Battlefield. Except for the disciples of the six major sects, everyone can go home."

"Go home, go home..."

"Brother, did you hear that? We can go home."

"Grandpa, I survived, I can go back!"

"..."

Some low-level casual cultivators on the west side of the square finally couldn't help crying at this moment.

As soon as Faxin finished speaking, many combined masters behind him immediately turned into streams of light and flew towards the barrier on the south side of Tianhaiyuan.

They sacrificed the jade talisman together, and fourteen doorways appeared at the bottom of the barrier.

These doorways were not large, and at most they could only accommodate two people passing side by side.

After the doorways were opened, these combined masters did not retreat, but stood on the left and right of these doorways like guards.

When someone passes by, they will use the mirror in their hands to take a look at the person passing by, saying that this is to prevent someone among them from being controlled by the demons and going out to cause trouble for Dongling.

But whether this is true or not is unknown.

There are fourteen teams, each of which is very long. Lu Li used his pupil technique to take a look, and then walked towards the team where Qin Feng was, and directly inserted in front of Qin Feng: "Old Qin, do you know what is going on in front?"

Qin Feng frowned: "I don't know."

Lu Li said meaningfully: "I heard that they are checking whether there are people controlled by the demons among them."

"Oh."

Qin Feng said perfunctorily, and then he didn't speak again.

Lu Li said with some surprise: "Aren't you worried?"

Qin Feng said: "What should I worry about? Besides, if you don't do bad things, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on the door. Is it useful to worry?"

Judging from his tone, it's fake not to worry.

Lu Li rubbed his forehead and followed the team to move forward slowly. "Actually, I have a good relationship with an elder in Yaowang Valley. If I go to his team, maybe I don't have to wait in line here. Do you want to change teams?"

"Such a good thing! Why do you want to take me?"

"Hehe, why are you so vigilant? We are teammates fighting side by side after all. If I have the opportunity to pass first, I naturally can't forget you, my old teammate."

The people around him envied Qin Feng when they heard Lu Li's words. It was such a long line, and they didn't know when it would end. It was better to have a relationship.

But they didn't know that there was another meaning hidden in Lu Li's words.

When Qin Feng heard Lu Li's words, he couldn't help but think: "Okay, since there is such a good thing, it's better to obey than to be respectful."

"Hehe, you're welcome. Who made you look so good?" Lu Li smiled with a wink, which made the people around him look disgusted, and then he left the team and walked towards another team.

Qin Feng was also disgusted, but he still followed quickly.

There were fourteen doorways, and two teams were moving forward in parallel in each doorway, and two people passed through at a time.

Lu Li had already asked Yan Hai to line up in the team guarded by Shu Heng in advance, so after passing through the two teams, he took Qin Feng and cut in front of Yan Hai.

This move immediately caused dissatisfaction among several cultivators behind Yan Hai.

"What are you doing? It's okay to cut in one person at a time, but you cut in two. It's too unreasonable."

"That's right, one by one, they are cutting in line in front. I have been waiting in line for half a quarter of an hour, and the team is not moving forward. Instead, my position is getting further and further back." The second person was also very depressed.

"Hey, stop talking, anyway, you have to go out sooner or later. Now it's pitch black outside, and it's not convenient to go out first. It's better to chat inside." Someone was very open-minded and persuaded.

Lu Li didn't say anything about this, and folded his hands without saying a word.

But what made Lu Li depressed was that, just as the man said, this team seemed to be under a spell, and from time to time someone would cut in line in front of them, making them unable to move forward for a long time.

It was not until a master in the Spiritual Severing Stage could no longer bear it and threw out several small minions who cut in line behind him that things were brought under control.

The two parallel teams began to speed up significantly.

Next to the doorway, the bald old monk checked his own team while glancing at Shu Heng's team from time to time, as if he was worried that he would let it go.

Soon, it was Qin Feng's turn in front of Lu Li. Qin Feng clenched his fist slightly and stepped forward to stand in front of Shu Heng. Shu Heng took the mirror and looked at Qin Feng's face without saying a word.

Seeing this, Lu Li suddenly stumbled, pushed Qin Feng off the stone platform, and then stood up, and took out a purple sword from his arms: "Sorry, sorry..."

When the bald old monk on the other side looked over, he only saw Lu Li with his back to him, and Qin Feng had already reached the doorway. He didn't know whether Qin Feng had passed the test.

Shu Heng frowned and was about to say something, but a strange color flashed in his eyes and stopped again. He picked up the mirror and pretended to look at Lu Li: "Okay, go out."

"Thank you."

Lu Li bowed slightly, then walked down the stone platform and got out of the barrier.

In fact, Lu Li had misunderstood this point, because this mirror was not used to check the magic energy, but a treasure specially made for him, which could show a person's experience in the past day.

Just like the tracing mirror, it can trace back what the scanned person has done in the past day. If it is just an ordinary change of appearance, it can't be concealed at all.

However, this can only be used for ordinary changes in appearance. Even this special tracing mirror cannot detect Lu Li's all-round changes that almost cover the secrets of heaven.

Even if Shu Heng really looked, he could only trace it back to the moment when he appeared behind the Pill Pavilion. The time before was a hazy scene, and there was nothing at all.

"What did you show him?" In the night, Qin Feng and Lu Li followed some people who had just come out and walked in a valley, and asked curiously.

"Nothing, just a small gadget. I can't use my true energy now. Can you take me for a ride?" Lu Li said vaguely, stopped and asked.

"I take you? How to take..."

"Flying spiritual weapon? You don't even have a flying spiritual weapon, right? If you really don't have one, I won't mind if you carry me on your back..." Lu Li said with a strange expression.