The years when I explored the fairyland

A few days later.

Donghuang and Baidi, who had freed up their hands, finally had time to meet with the envoys of the All Living Beings Alliance.

They did not shy away from it, but directly gathered the two groups in Baidi City. When the meeting was held, Baidi and Donghuang also attended together.

The meaning was very simple. Although they belonged to two cities, they were of the same blood and would advance and retreat together.

This made it impossible for the All Living Beings Alliance to carry out some of their little tricks, but this little episode did not affect the negotiations between the two sides.

In just two or three days, they reached a series of consensuses.

Among them, the most important part was naturally to establish a defense line based on the Yugui Fortress and Yintu Ghost City.

The All Living Beings Alliance would provide enough supplies and spiritual materials, and send enough craftsmen and masters to establish a stronghold on this line.

That's right, this is to put the Dongtian people in the front, but the Dongtian people have no choice.

Because their home is here.

However, the population of the Dongtian people is concentrated in the Rising Sun Plain, and they only guard the Rising Sun Plain.

However, there is still a large area on both sides of the Rising Sun Plain for the ghosts to pass through.

Therefore, the All Living Beings Alliance cannot put all their hopes on the Cave Heaven Human Race.

Therefore, they will build a series of defense lines along the long border and in the huge depth area.

If they want to stop the enemy outside the country, they must fortify the walls and clear the fields, and must resist step by step, and constantly consume the living forces of the ghosts outside the territory of the three countries.

Of course, in addition to this, the two sides have reached many aid agreements.

Please note that it is aid, not trade.

The All Living Beings Alliance will provide sufficient food, weapons, armor, magic tools, talismans, elixirs and various spiritual materials.

At this time, they are rare and generous, naturally hoping that the Cave Heaven Human Race can hold on as long as possible.

...

Ten days later.

The agreement signed by both parties has already been publicized within the human race.

On this day, in the Great Fortune Imperial Capital, countless immortals were driving various flying magic weapons, some with green leaves, some with a small boat, some with a huge ship, some with a flying gourd...

There were so many kinds of flying magic weapons, it was no exaggeration to say it was a hodgepodge, some with fast speeds and some with slow speeds, and they were all crowded with people!

There were also war magic weapons for transferring populations, such as huge ships, but Xuanzhen Palace didn't have them, let alone the various immortal gates in the human world.

They really didn't have the qualifications and the technology to refine such large war weapons.

Looking closely, it was okay for cultivators and warriors to fly these flying magic weapons, but more of them were strong mortal craftsmen.

Everyone has his own specialty, and if he wanted to build a ghost-control fortress, they would be the main force.

As for the supplies, they were concentrated in the storage bag and collected by special people.

Bang, bang, bang...

The imperial bell rang nine times, and then a middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe, the current emperor of Dayun Dynasty, and Xiong Kuohai, the leader of Bazong, led a group of people out of the hall.

After a few pleasantries, Xiong Kuohai flew into the air, waved his hand, and disappeared into the sky first.

Behind him, the flying magic tools turned into streams of light, and from a distance, they looked like countless meteors disappearing into the sky.

That's right, this first batch of personnel and materials was led by Xiong Kuohai himself, who would give priority to opening up the road and setting up a resting place.

This first batch was of course very impressive, but it was just the beginning.

...

A few dozen days later.

Wanghai Palace, in the hall.

Chu Zhou sat cross-legged, his face as white as gold paper, with a small Yuanying floating above his head, and the vast spiritual power continued to enter his body with his breathing.

At a certain moment, the Yuanying opened his mouth and spit out a ghost gas, and a dark blue ghost fire appeared out of thin air.

This dark blue ghost fire was extremely wild. Although it was a rootless tree, it burned fiercely, and frost spread out of thin air, and the temperature dropped sharply.

But Chu Zhou raised his hand and pointed, and drops of black water gushed out. One Yuan of heavy water turned into a black water snake, swallowing the dark blue ghost fire in one gulp.

Then it rolled up and down, constantly grinding, and finally annihilated the ghost fire bit by bit.

After doing all this, a look of relief flashed across the little man's face, but in just a moment, he closed his eyes and concentrated again, and a layer of dark red ghost gas poison mist swirled around his body.

This poison mist was not as easy as the dark blue ghost fire, but like a ulcer attached to the bone, unwilling to peel off.

Chu Zhou used several methods, thunder body washing, golden light around the body, but none of them had much effect.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, directly borrowed the power of heaven and earth, and the vast inspiration, and began to peel off part of the magic power, and barely solved it.

After this step, a layer of Yin wind swirled outside the Yuanying body, and Chu Zhou began to try various means to remove it...

In the previous battle, in order to win quickly, Chu Zhou actually resisted the attack of the Ghost King and found a good place to fight.

The results of the battle were gratifying, but without physical protection, he really accumulated a lot of injuries.

That is, Chu Zhou borrowed the authority of the Lord of the Secret Realm to suppress it continuously, and only then did he gain time to recover.

…

At the same time.

In the Red Lotus Palace, thousands of Xuanzhen Palace disciples were practicing formations.

In ten years, Xuanzhen Palace opened the mountain gate three times, and the three major branches each had quotas, recruiting thousands of disciples in total.

Today, even if the menials are not counted, the official disciples have exceeded ten thousand.

Among them, there are more than four thousand immortal cultivators who have successfully built their foundations, and there are also six real people who have just entered the Golden Core, not counting Xu Cheng and the other four.

They are all the best among the second-generation disciples, almost all of them are immortal and martial arts practitioners, with a solid foundation, and they practice hard and have no lack of experience.

It is certainly not an illusion to achieve the golden elixir for twenty years. In fact, among this group of disciples, these six people are by no means the only ones who are qualified to achieve the golden elixir.

However, at this stage, only the six of them have succeeded.

It was also this group of people who were filled in by Chu Zhou at all key entrances and supported the huge situation of Xuanzhen Palace.

Closer to home, after Yi Huai received the order, he selected nearly two thousand inner disciples from Xuanzhen Palace.

None of these disciples are less powerful than Zhu Ji, and they are all powerful in martial arts, proficient in techniques, have magic weapons close to them, and are very lethal.

But as the training progressed, the thorns were removed one by one, and the ones that did not meet the requirements were also opened.

As a result, the team continued to be streamlined, and only this team of a thousand people remained.

The sound of drums sounded, and along with a fixed rhythm, the team of a thousand people flew into the air and spread rapidly.

First, a group of one hundred people turned into ten large groups; then a small group of ten people turned into one hundred small groups; and finally, a group of five people turned into two hundred five-person teams.

They spread out over a vast area, some moving around, some flying up and down, some weaving in and out, some going roundabout...

At first glance, it seems to be intricate and intricate, like a butterfly walking through a flower, but it is chaotic but never bumps into each other.

Moreover, the auras of thousands of people are connected as if they are one body, and there has never been any obvious loopholes.

This is the most basic military formation. Everyone is a moving formation eye, and it looks like a maze when it moves.

Anyone who is weaker will be trapped in it and will lose their way directly, unable to find the east, west, north, and south.

As long as their attacks are not able to break up the formation in an instant, the damage will be shared equally by others, and they will die or not survive.

Yi Huai captured a Jindan Junior Brother and conducted a drill. In the end, he just saw a loophole in the formation and escaped with his escape technique.

Of course, if it only stops here, it will not be enough to compete with the masters, nor can it be said that the weak will defeat the strong.

The sound of the drums changed again, as heavy as a thousand stones, and the scattered teams quickly gathered together and formed the simplest front-arrow formation.

Yi Huai raised his spear and jumped into the air, turning into an arrow. It only took a moment, and the auras of the large formation completely merged into one.

The mana, energy, blood, and soul were almost controlled in one place, so much so that a giant seemed to appear between heaven and earth.

But Yi Huai's action was extremely simple, he just shook his spear and slashed towards the sky.

Then, a red spear light that stretched thousands of feet and was as aggressive as fire shot out.

Wherever it passed, the space was turbulent, and the heaven and earth trembled. Finally, it reached a height of tens of thousands of feet, and then gradually disappeared.

Even with this blow, True Lord Nascent Soul had to avoid its sharp edge and was unwilling to take it head-on.

And this is the power of military strategists’ magical powers!

…

A few months later.

Yin soil.

At this time, the appearance of the ghost town has changed drastically. The black city wall stretches for ten miles, and the unknown material even reveals a bit of metallic luster.

Many buildings in the city, including turrets, arrow towers, ballistas, and observation towers, have also been repaired early.

In fact, the streets are still full of ghosts coming and going. Although they are not rubbing shoulders, they are still crowded.

Some of them were walking in a hurry; some were looking left and right; some were flag-waving, shops were open for business, and some were setting up stalls on the street, shouting loudly.

It’s just that their products are a bit strange. It’s not uncommon to see stumps of hands and feet, and soup made from eyeballs is also popular.

There are also all kinds of paper money, slaves, paper horses and the like after being burned.

The ghost town seems to have a unique force field. Within the radiation range, the ghosts can lose their desire to kill and become clear-headed and behave in a moderate manner.

Of course, relying on these nature alone is not enough. If you want to maintain order in the ghost town, force is indispensable.

As a result, the streets and alleys were filled with groups of heavily armed ghost patrols.

They were in a team of nine, holding spears and wearing armor. As they walked, the armor clanked, and there was an evil aura spreading out.

After the battle was successful, the name of the ghost city was born. Wherever these ghost armies passed, the ghost tribes looked at them with fear.

In the core of the ghost town, a place not open to the public, tens of thousands of ghost troops are being reorganized.

Some of them were practicing military formations and moved when they heard drums; some were practicing ghost arts, and when given orders, they were either burned by will-o'-the-wisps or surrounded by gloomy winds.

If you look closely, you will see that their foreheads are all branded with unique marks, which come from the "Great Ghost Control Mantra" and are also methods of controlling ghosts.

Yes, these are the ghosts captured after the last war, and they have all been instigated to rebel.

Si Yuanyou stood at a high place and could see everything at a glance.

On the side, the newly promoted civil judge said: "Lord, we now have three Wangui teams training.

Although they are all controlled by secret techniques, their enthusiasm is not high. "

"Then the market is extremely prosperous, and the ghosts are very willing to exchange various spiritual objects for a little incense.

We have raised prices three times, but demand still exceeds supply, and a lot of supplies have accumulated in the warehouse.

According to my idea, should I slightly expand the size of the ghost market?

Thousands of miles away, we are the only ghost market. You can really make money with your eyes closed! "

Si Yuanyou turned his head slightly, glared at him, and said: "The ghost market is just a means to collect sufficient Yintu materials.

After all, the paper binding is very poor. Unless there is incense to worship it every day, it will not be put on the table.

Now that we have enough supplies, we must quickly create soul-binding chains, soul-binding chains, and mourning sticks. The refining methods of these magical weapons must be passed down as fast as possible! "

"Furthermore, if the notice continues, my ghost town will reward those who have contributed. As long as they train wholeheartedly and kill the enemy,

After accumulating merits, I will personally help them to break the Great Ghost Control Curse.

They can also fight for the methods of the ghost way, incense, and positions. "

"Finally, help me make a plaque. From today on, the ghost town has a name."

"What is it called?"

"It's called, Rising Sun Ghost Town!"

...

Half a year later.

The Rising Sun Plain has moved east, and there are already many large and small fortresses on the vast territory.

The semicircular ghost control fortress is upside down on the ground, with the main body deep underground, and there are various material reserves, which are already densely distributed in the mountains, lakes, grasslands and forests on the ground.

There are also small teams shuttling among them, some with more people, some with fewer people, but no matter who they are, they all look capable.

What they are doing now is to fortify the walls and clear the fields. For those beasts, even spirit beasts, they will kill them if they can, and expel them if they can't.

And in the upper reaches of the Furong River, in the Xuanzhen Palace branch, it seems incomparable Lively.

Each true disciple and inner sect disciple brought their own team to buy supplies or prepare for war.

Of course, there were also powerful teams sent by the sect. They had already passed the Fengshan Terrace for sacrifice and headed east to the direction of Zhou Juetian.

...

Everything seemed to be for the war between the two races, but until now, there seemed to be no sign of war.

However, the dark clouds and gray fog in the sky became heavier and heavier, and with the passage of time, it continued to pollute the world of the human race.

Everyone knew that the war had not started because it had not started yet.

War is inevitable!

Until this day, this day , a team of ten was patrolling outside a ghost-proof fortress at the front of the defense line.

It was a gray day with a cold wind blowing. They needed to patrol a ten-mile radius to make sure there was no invasion by the ghost army before they could finish.

Then, they encountered a fierce ghost on the way.

It was a hanged ghost with a long neck and a tongue sticking out, dragging all the way to the chest. The ghost howls it made were vague and unclear.

The patrol team was not panicked. They had received professional training and had killed ghosts before. They knew that they were not that scary if they were well prepared.

A few evil-breaking talismans were slapped on the weapons, and the golden light illuminated the surrounding space. In the meantime, the gray fog and ghost spirit were also dispelled.

The tongue of the hanged ghost was elusive, always able to attack at the most incredible angles, and the Yinfeng technique was also piercingly cold.

But it was still dispelled by the golden light of breaking evil, and finally a thunder and fire talisman was added, and only the howling of the evil ghost could be heard.

But after the battle, before they could clean up the battlefield, a large amount of thick gray fog came, so that the light between heaven and earth became dimmer.

And in the gray fog, pairs of blood-red eyes lit up.

Some were cold, some were dead, some were crazy, some were resentful, densely packed, until the end of heaven and earth, countless!

"Here they come, they really come!"

"Retreat, retreat quickly! "

As soon as the captain's order came out, he ran back desperately, but unfortunately, the gray fog came, and countless ghosts rustled, leaving only the miserable howling before dying.

However, before dying, the captain still crushed the sound transmission talisman issued to him.

So, dozens of miles away, everyone heard it, heard the sound of ghosts gnawing on flesh, chewing wantonly, like countless ants crawling on the body.

So, in the Taixu Illusionary Realm, a piece of news exploded.

The front line officially met the enemy, and the war between the two tribes has begun!

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