The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 313: Battle between the two tribes

a few days later.

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

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

The meaning is very simple. Although they belong to two different cities, they are of the same blood and will advance and retreat together.

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

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

Among these, the most important part is naturally to establish a defense line relying on the Ghost-Proofing Fortress and the Yintu Ghost City.

The Alliance of All Living Beings will provide enough supplies and spiritual materials, and dispatch enough craftsmen and masters to establish a stronghold along this line.

That’s right, this puts the Dongtian human race in the front, but the Dongtian human race has no choice.

Because their home is here.

However, the population of the Dongtian human race is concentrated in the Rising Sun Plains, and they only guard the Rising Sun Plains.

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

Therefore, the Alliance of All Living Beings cannot place all its hopes on the human race in the Cave Heaven.

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

If they want to keep the enemy out of the country, they must fortify their defenses, clear the countryside, resist at every step, and constantly consume the ghost tribe's manpower outside the territory of the Three Kingdoms.

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

Please note that we are talking about aid, not trade.

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

They were unusually generous at this time, and naturally hoped that the Dongtian human race could hold on as long as possible.

……

Ten days later.

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

On this day, in the Great Fortune Capital, countless immortals were driving various flying instruments. Some were made of green leaves, some were made of small boats, some were made of huge ships, and some were gourds that flew into the sky...

There are so many different kinds of food, it’s no exaggeration to call it a hodgepodge. Some are fast, some are slow, and they’re all packed with people!

There are also magical weapons of immortals, and there are also magical weapons of war specifically for transferring populations, such as huge tower ships, but Xuanzhen Palace does not have any of them, let alone the various immortal gates in this human world.

They really don't have the qualifications or the technology to refine such large-scale war weapons.

Looking closely, it can be seen that there are not only monks and warriors but also strong mortal craftsmen on these flying magical instruments.

Everyone has their own expertise, and if we want to build a ghost-proof fortress, they are the main force.

As for the supplies, they were placed in storage bags and collected by special people.

Boom boom boom…

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

After a few brief greetings, Xiong Kuohai soared into the air, waved his hand, and disappeared into the horizon first.

Behind him, the flying magic weapons turned into streams of light. From afar, they looked like countless shooting stars disappearing into the sky.

That’s right, this first batch of personnel and supplies will be led by Xiong Kuohai himself. He will give priority to opening up roads and establishing resting places.

This first batch is certainly very powerful, but it is just the beginning.

……

Dozens of days later.

Wanghai Palace, inside the main hall.

Chu Zhou sat cross-legged, his face as white as gold paper, a small Nascent Soul floating above his head, and vast spiritual energy continuously entered his body with his breathing.

At a certain moment, the Nascent Soul opened its mouth and spit out a ghostly aura, and a dark blue ghost fire appeared out of thin air.

This phantom blue ghost fire was extremely wild. Although it was a rootless tree, it burned fiercely. Ice 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. The one-yuan heavy water turned into a black water snake, which swallowed the dark blue ghost fire in one gulp.

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

After doing all this, a look of relief flashed across the little guy's face, but after a moment, he closed his eyes and concentrated, and a layer of dark red ghostly poisonous mist swirled around him.

This poisonous fog is not as easy to get rid of as the phantom blue will-o'-the-wisp, but it is like a cancer attached to the bone, unwilling to peel off.

Chu Zhou tried several methods, including washing his body with thunder and surrounding his body with golden light, but none of them had much effect.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, borrowed the power of heaven and earth, and his vast inspiration to start peeling off some of his magic power, and only then was he able to resolve the problem.

After this step was completed, a layer of dark wind blew out of the Yuanying's body again, and Chu Zhou began to try various methods to remove it...

In the previous battle, in order to win quickly, Chu Zhou actually resisted the attacks of the Ghost King and found the right spot to hit.

The results were encouraging, but without physical protection, a lot of injuries were accumulated.

That is to say, Chu Zhou used the authority of the Lord of the Secret Realm to continuously suppress the enemy and thus gained time for recovery.

……

at the same time.

Inside the Honglian Palace, thousands of disciples from the Xuanzhen Palace were practicing formations.

In ten years, Xuanzhen Palace opened its gates three more times, with each of the three branch sects having vacancies, recruiting a total of several thousand disciples.

To date, even without counting the menial tasks, there are more than ten thousand official disciples.

Among them, there are more than four thousand immortal cultivators who have successfully established their foundation, and there are also six real people who have just entered the golden elixir stage, not counting Xu Cheng and the other four.

They are all the best among the second generation disciples. Almost all of them practice both immortal arts and martial arts. They have a solid foundation, practice very hard, and have a lot of experience.

Twenty years of consistent performance means that achieving the Golden Elixir is not a vain act. In fact, among this group of disciples, there are definitely more than just these six people who are qualified to achieve the Golden Elixir.

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

It was also this group of people who were assigned by Chu Zhou to various key halls, supporting the huge situation of Xuanzhen Palace.

Back to the topic, after receiving the order, Yi Huai selected nearly two thousand inner disciples from Xuanzhen Palace.

None of these disciples are weaker than those in the foundation-building stage, and they are all powerful in martial arts, proficient in techniques, and have magical weapons at their disposal, so they have considerable killing power.

But as the training progressed, troublemakers were eliminated one by one, and those who did not meet the requirements were also fired.

As a result, the team was continuously streamlined, until only this team of a thousand people remained.

The sound of drums rang out, and accompanied by a fixed rhythm, the team of a thousand people flew into the air and spread rapidly.

First, a large team of 100 people turned into 10 large teams; then a small team of 10 people turned into 100 small teams; finally, a group of 5 people turned into 200 teams of 5 people.

They spread out over a vast area, turning and tumbling, flying up and down, weaving and interweaving, or going back and forth...

At first glance, it looks intricate and complicated, like a butterfly flying through flowers, but despite its disorder, there is never any bump.

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

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

Anyone with weaker strength who gets trapped inside will lose their way and not be able to find their way east, west, south or north.

Unless their attacks can break up the formation in an instant, the damage will be shared by others, and the enemy will be killed or survived.

Yi Huai captured a Jindan Junior Brother and practiced with him. In the end, he just found a loophole in the formation and escaped with the escape technique. Of course, if it only stopped at this, it would not be enough to compete with the masters, nor could it be said that the weak defeated the strong.

The drumbeat changed again, becoming as heavy as a thousand pounds. The scattered troops quickly gathered together and formed the simplest spearhead formation.

Yi Huai jumped into the air with his gun and turned into an arrow. In just a moment, the aura of the formation completely merged into one.

Magic power, blood, spirit and soul were almost all controlled together, so that a giant seemed to appear between heaven and earth.

Yi Huai's action was extremely simple. He just shook the spear and slashed it towards the sky.

Then, a red spear beam that was a thousand feet long and as aggressive as fire shot out.

Wherever it passed, the space was turbulent and the heaven and earth trembled. Finally, it rose to a height of thousands of feet before gradually disappearing into thin air.

With just this one attack, even Yuanying Zhenjun had to avoid it and was unwilling to take it head-on.

And this is the power of military strategists!

……

A few months later.

Yin soil.

The ghost town at this time has changed drastically. The black city wall stretches for ten miles, and the unknown material even exudes a metallic luster.

Many buildings in the city, including corner towers, arrow towers, crossbow carts, and watchtowers, were also repaired early.

Even the streets were filled with ghosts coming and going. Although it was not crowded, it was still a constant flow of people.

Some of them were in a hurry; some were looking around; there were shops with flags flying and doors open for business, and some were setting up stalls on the street and shouting loudly.

Their products are a bit strange. It's not uncommon to see hand and foot stumps, and soup made from eyeballs is also popular.
There are also various paper money, slaves, paper horses and other things that are made after burning paper items.

The ghost town seems to have a unique force field. Within the radiation range, ghosts will have less desire to kill, become clear-headed and behave in a measured way.

Of course, these alone are not enough. If you want to maintain order in the ghost town, you need to use force.

So, the streets and alleys were filled with teams of fully armed ghost patrols.

They were divided into teams of nine, holding spears and wearing armor. As they walked, the armor clanged and a murderous aura spread throughout the team.

After the victory in one battle, the reputation of the ghost town was established. Wherever the ghost army passed, the passing ghosts looked at them with fear.

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

Some of them were practicing military formations, moving at the sound of drums; some were practicing ghost magic, and when they gave orders, either ghost fires would burn or cold winds would blow.

Looking closely, they all have unique marks on their foreheads, which come from the "Great Curse to Control Ghosts" and are also a means of controlling ghosts.

That’s right, these are the ghosts captured after the last war, and now they have all been turned against the government.

Si Yuanyou stood on a high place and took in everything at a glance.

At the side, the newly promoted Wen Judge said, "My Lord, we now have three Wan Gui teams in training.

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

"Then the market is extremely prosperous. The ghosts are very happy to exchange various spiritual objects for some incense.

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

In my opinion, should we expand the scale of the ghost market a little bit?

We are the only ghost market within a thousand miles, and we can make money with our eyes closed!"

Si Yuanyou tilted his head slightly, glared at him, and said, “The ghost market is just a means to collect sufficient Yin soil materials.

After all, paper-made things are much inferior. Unless they are offered incense every day, they are not presentable enough.

Now that we have enough materials, we should forge them quickly. Soul Binding Lock, Soul Binding Chain, and Mourning Stick. Pass down the methods of refining these instruments quickly!"

"Also, notify everyone that my Ghost City will reward anyone who has made contributions. As long as they train wholeheartedly and kill the enemy,
After accumulating merits, I personally lifted the Great Ghost Curse for them.

There are also ghost ways, incense, and positions, they can all fight for them."

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

"what is it call?"

"Just call it, Rising Sun Ghost Town!"

……

half year later.

To the east of the Rising Sun Plain, there are already many fortresses of various sizes on the vast territory.

The semicircular ghost-fighting fortress is upside down on the ground, with the main body deep underground. There are also various material reserves, which are densely distributed among the mountains, lakes, grasslands and forests on the earth.

There were also small teams moving around, some with more people, some with less, but no matter who they were, they all looked capable.

What they are doing now is to fortify their walls and clear the fields. They will kill the ferocious beasts, even the spiritual beasts, if they can, and drive them away if they cannot.

In the upper reaches of the Furong River, the Xuanzhen Palace branch was extremely lively.

Each of the true disciples and inner sect disciples brought their own teams to purchase supplies or to prepare for war.

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

……

Everything seems to be leading to a war between the two races, but until now, there seems to be no sign of a war starting.

However, the dark clouds and gray fog in the sky are getting heavier and heavier, and as time goes by, they continue to pollute the human world.

Everyone knows that the war has not started simply because it has not started yet.

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

The sky was gray and a cold wind was blowing. They needed to patrol an area of ​​ten miles in radius to make sure that there was no invasion by the ghost army before they could end their mission.

Then, they encountered a fierce ghost on the way.

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

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

Several evil-dispelling talismans were slapped onto the weapons, and the golden light illuminated the surrounding space and also dispelled the gray fog and evil spirits.

The hanged ghost's tongue is elusive and can always attack from the most incredible angles, and his Yin Feng technique is also freezing cold.

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

But after the battle was over, before they could clean up the battlefield, they saw a thick gray fog coming, making the light between sky and earth dimmer.

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

Some are cold, some are dead silent, some are crazy, some are resentful, they are so numerous that they stretch to the end of heaven and earth, and are too numerous to count!
"It's coming, it's really coming!"

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

As soon as the captain's order came out, they ran back desperately. Unfortunately, the gray fog came and countless ghosts rustled around, leaving only the howling before death.

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

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

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

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