Xiao Lin silently watched the changes in everyone's expressions, feeling a little depressed. It seemed that most of the casual cultivators had the same plan as him.
That is to wait for the right time and leave Ziyang Fairy City. No matter how powerful the beast tide is, there will naturally be resistance from the disciples of the Beilan Sect. These monks of the Beilan Sect are usually aloof and control most of the rental income of the shops in the fairy city.
When the beasts attack, they should naturally use more strength. They are protecting the assets of Beilan Sect, but it is different for the many casual cultivators. They are rootless duckweeds in the first place.
Although he has settled down to practice in this fairy city, he has no assets and has always lived a miserable life. As the saying goes, one person is full and the whole family is not hungry. In this state, naturally there is no motivation to fight with monsters.
The old man in linen robes glanced coldly at the many casual cultivators, with a look of disdain on his face. As a cultivator at the Golden Core stage, he naturally understood that these casual cultivators would not work together with them to defend the fairy city.
Although the big sect is a place of cultivation that many casual cultivators yearn for, it can provide the monks with cultivation resources and techniques. In normal times, this advantage is extremely obvious, and for sect disciples, even when walking outside, they will be greatly affected.
of respect.
However, when the sect encounters a catastrophe, it is also the obligation to help the sect survive the disaster, and the only catastrophe that can cause the sect to encounter is a large-scale war in the world of cultivation.
In the face of this kind of war, one's personal cultivation level seems a bit insignificant, and the large number of low-level monks in the Qi-training stage can easily become cannon fodder. The probability that monks in the foundation-building stage can survive in the face of such a disaster is not high.
Even though the ancestor of Jindan has a long life span of more than five hundred years, if he encounters a war in the world of cultivation, the probability of his death is not small.
Only by entering the Nascent Soul stage can one greatly increase the probability of one's own survival. A monk in the Nascent Soul stage, who is not an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, not to mention a sharp mind, ruthless and decisive methods, and just a suit of combat skills?
The strength is far beyond that of the Golden Core Stage monks.
In such catastrophes, Nascent Soul monks rarely appear, but this does not mean that Nascent Soul monks will always stay in the sect and let their disciples go out and act as cannon fodder.
These Yuanying old monsters will also take action, but their actions are generally not seen by the low-level monks. The battle between Yuanying monks has been separated from the ordinary level of monks fighting. In a sense, it is a decision.
The key to the rise and fall of a sect.
The fighting among the low-level disciples is, in the final analysis, a reshuffling of the qualifications and cultivation realms among the monks. Those who can survive the disaster undoubtedly have a certain amount of luck, and such people are more likely to survive in cultivation.
Go further on the road.
There are more than a thousand disciples of the Beilan Sect in Ziyang Immortal City. Among them, the old man in linen robe is a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage. Naturally, he is the one stationed by the Beilan Sect in Ziyang Immortal City. There are twenty or thirty people stranded under him.
An outer disciple in the foundation building period in the fairy city.
At this moment, he was being released to kill the spirit-swallowing rat monster that had rushed to the foot of the mountain.
Xiao Lin also saw Meng Hu's figure among those people. In addition to the more than 300 people who were maintaining the operation of the city defense formation, the remaining several hundred people were standing on the city wall.
He looked at the monsters outside with a solemn face.
"It's over, it looks like we can't get out at all."
"I didn't expect to be so unlucky. Originally, I was planning to leave Ziyang Immortal City and go to Yuanwu Immortal City. Unexpectedly, I was delayed for a day due to something unexpected and was trapped."
"I wonder how long this beast tide will last? Will the Beilan Sect send people to reinforce it?"
"Hey, once the beast tide breaks out, it will be endless. You must know that the area of the Demon Plain is vast and boundless. No one knows how big it is. There was once an ancestor of Nascent Soul who wanted to explore the edge of the Demon Plain and took risks himself, but
It’s gone forever.”
"Yes, at least tens of thousands of years have passed since the first outbreak of the beast tide. There must be no less than ten Nascent Soul Ancestors who have not been heard from since they entered the Demon Plain."
"Hey, I hope there won't be any imperial-level Dzogchen monsters in this beast wave. No one will be able to contend with such existences unless the Supreme Elders of the Beilan Sect take action."
"I just hope that no monsters above the imperial level will appear before the Supreme Elder of Beilan Sect comes to reinforce us."
"This depends on our luck. Rumor has it that in previous beast tides, there have even been monsters in shapeshifting. Once the monsters in shapeshifting appear, our Purple Sun Fairy City will probably be attacked in an instant."
The discussions among the casual cultivators came around Xiao Lin. After hearing this, Xiao Lin's face became more and more gloomy. He was not a cultivator within the Beilan Sect's sphere of influence, and he did not have to fight for the Beilan Sect.
Therefore, Xiao Lin has been thinking about a way to leave. The southeast direction of Ziyang Fairy City is facing a fierce attack by monsters. Perhaps only the northwest direction is a safe passage to leave.
But if you want to leave Ziyang Fairy City, it is impossible to do so when the city protection formation is activated. Moreover, Xiao Lin noticed from time to time that although the old man in linen robe did not encourage the large number of casual cultivators to attack the monsters.
But the cold light flashing in his eyes let Xiao Lin know that this person would definitely not turn on the aura of protecting the city and let the many casual cultivators leave. And once the most critical moment came, these casual cultivators would go to any extent to protect themselves.
If the old man in linen robe didn't say anything, they would still choose to take action.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then gasped with horror on his face. He suddenly thought of a possibility.
After thinking of this possibility, Xiao Lin flew towards the west of the city without looking back, and soon returned to his house, then got into the tunnel he dug in the house, and entered the cave in the heart of the mountain.
Within the cave.
Xiao Lin first sat cross-legged in the cave, his face so gloomy that he almost dripped water. He had just thought of a terrible possibility.
The beast tide attack that occurs once every three hundred years is definitely not as simple as it has just begun. Even several times during the beast tide, the Beilan Sect was almost wiped out.
It is conceivable that the attack of this beast tide is quite unusual, and once the beast tide really breaks out, Ziyang Fairy City may not be able to hold on for long. Once the city defense formation is opened and the defense is wide open.
Not only the thousands of Beilan Sect disciples, but also the hundreds of thousands of low-level casual cultivators in Ziyang Fairy City will be completely exposed to the monster beasts.
When this scene happens, the result can be imagined. In order to save their lives, many casual cultivators will naturally have to fight with a large number of monsters. In this way, hundreds of thousands of casual cultivators will consume monsters for Beilan Sect.
Strength.
No matter what the final outcome is, the worst result for the Beilan Sect is nothing more than the loss of thousands of Qi-training period outer disciples and dozens of foundation-building period disciples. As for the old man in linen robes, in Xiao Lin's opinion, once
When a crisis comes, there must be a way to escape.
In other words, Beilan Sect may not have planned to send reinforcements from the beginning, but wanted to use the lives of many casual cultivators in Ziyang Fairy City to consume the first few waves of the beast tide.
As for the millions of ordinary mortals in Ziyang Fairy City, they are probably even more insignificant in the hearts of the people of the Beilan Sect.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin broke out in a cold sweat and gained a deeper understanding of the cruelty of the world of cultivation. Indeed, in the eyes of people from the Beilan Sect, many low-level casual cultivators and a large number of mortals are like ants.
If you die, you will die.
Before he died, he was able to resist several waves of beasts for the Beilan Sect, so he died a worthy death.
After Xiao Lin thought for a while, he stood up, took out the Bingluan Sword, and dug into the stone wall on one side. An hour later, Xiao Lin's Bingluan Sword made a "clang~" sound, as if it hit something hard.
above things.
Xiao Lin walked over with a gloomy face and looked at the stone wall in front of him. The stone wall here was no different from the stone wall he had cut with the Bingluan Sword before. However, the stone wall in front of him would emit colorful spiritual lights from time to time.
Pass away.
Xiao Lin's face looked a little ugly. It seemed that this underground area was also within the protection range of Ziyang Fairy City's city defense formation. It was undoubtedly a fool's dream to break through the five-color aura of this city defense formation.
Unless he can become a Yuanying old monster, even if he immediately enters the golden elixir stage, he will not be able to break through the five-color spiritual light barrier.
At this time, Xiao Lin calmed down. He returned to the training cave and sat cross-legged on the futon with a thoughtful expression on his face.
After a while, Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly lit up. He patted the bag on his waist, and dozens of soul-devouring fire Gu flew out from it. Xiao Lin pointed slightly towards the cave he opened.
The dozens of soul-devouring fire Gu turned into a cloud of fire, flew towards the cave, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Lin sat cross-legged, but his spiritual consciousness followed the soul-devouring fire Gu closely into the cave.
When Xiao Lin thought about it, this five-color spiritual light shield was also formed by the gathering of spiritual energy. Since the soul-devouring fire Gu has the ability to swallow spiritual energy, if it can tear open a hole and let himself pass through it.
Then he could leave Ziyang Fairy City. Once he left Ziyang Fairy City, Xiao Lin made up his mind to return to Dancao Mountain immediately and never leave.
After all, he couldn't tell how long this beast tide would last. If the scope of the wave expanded further, or even spread to most areas of the Southern Territory, the entire Southern Territory would be in chaos.
It doesn't matter if you go out and take a chance when it's safe, but in times of chaos, the best way is to find a secret place and retreat in seclusion. This is the best way to save your life.
After a cup of tea, Xiao Lin showed hesitation on his face, but soon a hint of joy appeared on his face. It turned out that although the dozens of soul-devouring fire Gu could swallow the spiritual light on the five-color shield, they had just
Swallowing a small piece of spiritual light, the disappeared spiritual light was immediately replenished.
After "seeing" this scene, Xiao Lin's heart was full of disappointment, but he suddenly thought that the number of soul-eating fire poisons he released was too small after all. If tens of thousands of soul-eating fire poisons were released, the spiritual light shield would be surrounded by a
Circle, swallowing spiritual light outwards
In this circle, thousands of soul-devouring fire Gu are released to eat up the spiritual light of the shield. In this way, it is impossible for the light shield to recover immediately. He can take advantage of this short time to pass through the shield.