Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 459 War begins

Bao Sanping still had that regretful look on his face and quietly walked into the barracks. There were more than a dozen Qi-training monks in this barracks. They belonged to the same team. There was no fighting at this time, and the barracks were dozens of miles away from the front line. Even though it is far away, it can be considered safe.

"Sanping, I have a treasure hunting rat here, do you want to see it?"

The person who spoke was a monk who was about the same age as Bao Sanping. He pulled Bao Sanping mysteriously, seemingly wanting to show off his newly acquired spiritual beast.

Bao Sanping became interested, and as soon as he nodded, the man took out a big black rat and handed it to Bao Sanping.

Seeing this big mouse, Bao Sanping laughed out loud:

"This is not a treasure-hunting rat. It is clearly a mutated rat that has absorbed the blood of some living creatures. It is not even the lowest-grade spiritual beast. I don't know where you got it from."

"I dug it out of a hole in the ground in front of me. This little guy is not afraid of people, and he feels very close to me. I thought it would be easy to raise him, so I put him away."

"Is it time to clean up the front? I didn't expect there were still rats. I thought all living things there were dead."

After the two chatted for a few words, they stopped talking. Bao Sanping returned to his hut, opened the formation that concealed his consciousness, and his expression changed to a calm one.

He reached out and touched his face, and a smile burst out from the corner of his mouth. This novel experience was rare for him in his previous experiences.

This 'Bao Sanping' was disguised by Fang Qingyuan. He and Xiong Feng arrived here many days in advance. He did not contact Cui Dongcheng or tell them that they had arrived. Instead, he chose to conceal his and Xiong Feng's whereabouts. .

The advantage of doing this is that you can take part of the initiative in your own hands instead of being led by Cui Dongcheng.

As a monk at the Nascent Soul level, Xiong Feng must have the final say at the most critical moment when he appears in front of everyone.

In order to achieve this goal, Fang Qingyuan decided to sneak into the coalition of Baishan Sword Sect and Fantasy Sword Alliance below, and also play his own role.

The reason why Bao Sanping was chosen was mainly because such low-level monks did not receive much attention. Otherwise, if they were to be core disciples of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, they would have various means of identifying themselves. If they were replaced rashly, they would be easily exposed.

Moreover, the Fantasy Sword Alliance and the Qingyuan Sect are still in a quasi-alliance relationship, so Fang Qingyuan can't keep silent to recruit its core disciples. After all, after the matter is completed, everyone will continue to be allies.

Therefore, a disciple with a low level and insignificant status has become Fang Qingyuan's first choice target.

Of course, Fang Qingyuan would not harm Bao Sanping's life. Now Bao Sanping is unconscious in the Immortal Mansion, but his body is covered with a layer of psychedelic brilliance.

This is the combined effect of Mother Bee Fang Ruoxi's [Voice of All Things] and [Wanlong Phantom Eyes], combined with the calculation of [Destiny], to form a special method of controlling the monk's thinking.

First, use [Voice of All Things] to link Bao Sanping's soul, and then use [Wanlong Phantom Eye] to create a series of scenes, so that you can see Bao Sanping's most realistic reaction in various situations.

Originally, Bee Mother couldn't do this, but after entering the realm of golden elixir, and with the help of the [Destiny] magical power, Bee Mother, a virtual illusion composed of three major talents, has been able to fake the real thing. Degree.

Under the exaggeration of Bee Mother's huge soul and huge amount of brain power, not to mention Qi training monks like Bao Sanping, even Foundation Establishment Perfection monks can't notice the difference at all. Only the Golden Dan monks have the support of alchemy themselves. Bee Mother It can't be imitated, so it's hard to be deceived. As long as the bee mother is willing, other Jindan monks and below can always indulge in the illusion created by the bee mother. If they don't know how to struggle, it will be like drinking the dove poison and dying in the sweetness.

Fang Qingyuan's various responses just now were hidden from more than a dozen people in the entire barracks. This was not Fang Qingyuan's own imitation through analysis, but Bao Sanping's most authentic reaction, because the scene just now was in the Immortal Mansion. , is also going on simultaneously in Bao Sanping's consciousness.

At this moment, Bao Sanping was still performing his own story in the fictional world of Bee Mother, but Fang Qingyuan had already rested and was ready to see how the Fantasy Sword Alliance's military formation operated from Bao Sanping's perspective.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, Fang Qingyuan had always taken on the identity of Bao Sanping, and nothing he did was out of line. Until that day, a desolate horn sounded.

"Tuk!"

"Military orders have been issued. The sergeants of Ding's Twenty Branches must gather quickly."

Fang Qingyuan imitated the reaction of Bao Sanping in the Immortal Mansion, and followed the monks in the same barracks to the open space outside.

Ding's twenty-strong team was at the ready, and after confirming that the number of people was sufficient, he led the group of people to quickly gather towards the central camp.

Just like the protective formations set up by the Houtu League and Ruijin League on the opposite side, the Fantasy Sword League also deployed a huge and complex formation.

The entire military formation camp is actually a huge magic circle. If the enemy wants to steal the camp, they must have the ability to quickly break the magic circle. Otherwise, they can only fight around the magic circle and cannot enter the camp. rush ahead.

The situation on both sides is the same, which also leads to the fact that the two sides have been fighting for so many years, but the results are not great, just because the monks have too many protective methods.

Fang Qingyuan followed the team to the center of the camp. Thousands of monks had gathered here. They were all dressed in uniform and staying quietly. There were many teams like Fang Qingyuan in the surrounding barracks, like running water flowing in. Like a lake, find your own position in this military formation and blend in quietly.

Less than half an hour later, a large formation of 6,000 people was formed. A huge flag flag stood in the center of the formation, with a mirage embroidered on it, five claws on its abdomen, and golden scales on its body!

The huge flag flag was about a hundred feet high and was being pulled by thirty giant elephants. The flag flag was spread out, almost covering the sky and the moon.

The military formation of six thousand people and the monks' spontaneous exchange of spiritual energy would cause the surrounding void to tremble. If under the same order, the most powerful magic power burst out, how intense would the scene be.

Fang Qingyuan was at the corner of the military formation. He discovered a rule, that is, the higher the cultivation level and the higher the status of the monks, the closer they are to the core of the military formation and the closest to the flag flag.

Perceiving the scene in front of him, Fang Qingyuan secretly compared it with his own military formation, but soon Fang Qingyuan became a little discouraged. He was completely incomparable. Although they were both Nascent Soul-level forces, the gap in their background was really too big.

The Qingyuan League can currently pull out a military formation of two thousand people, which is already very good. After all, it is impossible for Fang Qingyuan to pull all the monks in the Qingyuan League to the battlefield and form a military formation. If this is the case, the Qingyuan League's The various sects and families will be the first to rebel.

Three people draw one. Even when Wei Tong attacked Shandu Mountain, he could only do this to this extent. No more would be enough. This is completely a fishing method, and no force can bear it.

Even the disciples within the Qingyuan Sect cannot all go to the battlefield to fill the military formation. There are always some spiritual cultivators, alchemists, talisman makers and other skilled monks who will not go to the battlefield in person.

With full calculations, Qingyuan Sect can currently draw out a team of 500 monks, which is already a show of military prowess. Now, the Fantasy Sword Alliance can draw out a military formation of 6,000 people. So based on this calculation, there are estimated to be 10,000 people in the Fantasy Sword Alliance. The background of many monks. You must know that this has been the current situation of the two sides fighting for ten years. It can be seen that at the beginning, the Fantasy Sword Alliance should be able to set up a large formation of ten thousand people.

After sighing with emotion that the Fantasy Sword Alliance, which was only ranked seven or eight at the bottom, could now exert such power, Fang Qingyuan firmly thought in his heart that in the opening war thirty years later, the military formation of the Qingyuan Alliance would be , at least five thousand monks must be gathered.

There was no mobilization or speech, just an order, and the huge military formation moved forward at a certain frequency.

For large-scale battles among monks, everything must return to the most stable way of fighting. Although they can fly, they still have to walk.

If you take a transport vehicle such as a shuttle, you will easily be caught in one fell swoop, and you will not be able to deploy large formations.

Flying together in the air but unable to move in unison, supporting a large formation that requires extremely high installation requirements, it is easy to be wiped out by range attacks.

Unless there are some extremely powerful flying beasts, or high-end existences such as floating cities, large-scale battles will generally end in a down-to-earth battle, with slow coordination, slow advancement, formations against each other, and treasures against treasures.

As for a single sword that can defeat all kinds of magic, it is certainly full of immortality, but facing the power exerted by these 6,000-man army, even if you are a Nascent Soul monk, you have to be a little cautious.

If it were not for Nascent Soul, even if the golden elixir realm was perfect, one would still have to be careful of being killed by a single blow.

Of course, if you are a monk who transforms into gods, the 100,000-strong military formation will not pose a threat to you, but in this case there is no need to fight. If you give the order, the other party will just surrender obediently, because only the transformed gods can fight against the transformed gods. God, if you don’t have your own god-transforming monk, then we will listen to whoever transforms the god.

The 6,000-person military formation of the Fantasy Sword Alliance was steadily advancing towards the front of the Thousand Earth Alliance on the opposite side, but such a huge military formation was not the main force today.

To the left of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, the 8,000-man military formation of the Baishan Sword Sect is also moving forward. Judging from its position, it is further forward than the Fantasy Sword Alliance.

The cause of this war was the conflict between the Baishan Sword Sect and the Ruijin League. Therefore, these two families were the real life-and-death feud. The Fantasy Sword League and the Houtu League were only forced to fight due to the constraints of the covenant. In battle, if you want to say that there is any life-and-death hatred between these two families, there really is none.

The military formation of Baishan Sword Sect is larger in scale, but if you look closely, you can find that the low-level monks composed of its military formation are much lower than those of the Fantasy Sword Alliance. The six thousand monks of the Fantasy Sword Alliance are the lowest. It was also the middle and late stages of Qi training, and monks from the Baishan Sword Sect were sent, even those in the early stages of Qi training.

"Put out the Shining Armor Le Puppet!"

Following an order from someone in the Baishan Sword Sect, in front of the Baishan Sword Sect's military formation, a group of monks waved their hands and scattered silver-white talismans. Before they landed, they turned into a statue about one foot tall, as if their entire bodies were made of silver. The puppet is cast, holding a gong in its left hand and a can in its right hand.

Each of these music puppets is equivalent to the physical cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building. The body is quite strong and can be carried and fought. Although it can only last for half an hour and the price is relatively high, it is most suitable to be used at this time.

The grand formation built in the military formation of the Baishan Sword Sect is the original sword formation of the Baishan Sword Sect, which is called the "All Things Return Sword Formation". In the center of this formation, there is a sword that suppresses the formation, named "Wanxiang", which serves as the eye of the formation. , gathering the power of all swords, this is the sword core of this sword formation, and the sword that suppresses the formation is also the previous sword of Baishan Nascent Soul Ancestor. It is a fourth-level middle-grade sword that has been born with a sword spirit.

In addition, the sword array is also equipped with five-element sword pillars, with five key points set up around the center of the array, corresponding to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Each is guarded by a sword with five-element attributes, and each is equipped with a gold element. Monk Dan manipulates them to complement each other and maintain the balance of the formation.

On the periphery, there are Bagua directions, and corresponding sword formations are arranged in each direction, arranged according to Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, forming a continuous sword energy network.

So from the outside, the sword formation of the Baishan Sword Sect has five huge sword pillars carried by five giant turtles more than ten feet long, reflecting different colors of spiritual energy, and illusory sword energy. The formation kept shuttling and soaring into the sky.

In the center of the military formation, a young golden elixir monk with disheveled hair was holding a sword in his arms, his eyes slightly closed, standing in thin air.

Facing the two major military formations of the Fantasy Sword Alliance and the Baishan Sword Sect, the two alliances of Houtu and Ruijin on the opposite side were also gathering uncharacteristically.

"Strange, why are the people on the opposite side also gathering? Is there going to be a decisive battle?"

"I finally came out of the turtle shell. After this fight, I want to go back and have a big drink."

Different thoughts, one after another, reflected in Fang Qingyuan's mind from the hearts of the surrounding monks. This was the magical power of the voice of all things. It could forcibly perceive the thoughts of monks whose cultivation level was lower than his own.

The highest among the monks around Fang Qingyuan was the Perfect Foundation Builder, so he had a clear view of each monk's thoughts.

Seeing the unusual reaction from the other party, Fang Qingyuan understood that this was the main reason why Cui Dongcheng invited him and Xiong Feng to come. Otherwise, if it were in the past, Xiong Feng would not be of much use when faced with this turtle shell that cannot be opened.

But is Cui Dongcheng's target just the opponent's military formation?
You must know that even if you kill hundreds or thousands of low-level monks, it is not as good as killing two golden elixirs on the opposite side, which can cause as much damage to the opposite side.

Before Fang Qingyuan could think about it, an order from his team leader came to his ears:

"Abandon distracting thoughts, release mana, and use the third scale to charge the command flag!"

After the order was issued, the distracting thoughts in the hearts of the surrounding monks suddenly decreased sharply. They also understood the reason and knew what to do at this time, so they all held the command flag tightly and channeled their own magic power into it.

The so-called third scale refers to the ten scale standards on the flag. The third scale represents the lighting of the first three pearls.

This amount of mana was naturally a drop in the bucket for Fang Qingyuan, but Fang Qingyuan still pretended to use up all his energy before filling it up to meet the team leader's requirements.

Fang Qingyuan could feel that after the command flag in his hand was filled with three marks, the mirage dragon flag in the center of the military formation he was in seemed to be alive at this moment.

"hold head high!"

With a dragon roar, a huge mirage flew out from the flag flag and hovered over the entire military formation. At the same time, the three bright pearls that lit up the flags in the hands of the six thousand monks in the military formation were all extinguished. Got one.

"Those who don't have enough mana, hurry up and use spirit stones to replenish their mana. Don't take the rejuvenation pill yet, and save the blood-blasting pill for last."

Fang Qingyuan was silent for a few breaths after listening to the captain's instructions. This was because a token in his arms was vibrating, which was Cui Dongcheng's signal to contact him.

(End of this chapter)