Liu Qinghuan walked down from the second city wall, exhausted and just wanted to go back to where he lived immediately. However, he happened to have an appointment with someone tonight, and it was not time to go back yet.
There are various notices posted on the city wall as usual, but now almost no one is around to read them.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes slid over the notices, thinking that with the combat points accumulated in more than half a year, he seemed to be able to exchange for a lot of things.
He needs to collect nine kinds of spiritual fluids to refine the Nine-Bend Red Dust Spectrum. Now there are six kinds. Perhaps the rest can be found in the redemption rewards listed by the alliance.
After walking a few steps along the city wall, there were a few silent people standing in front of a notice on the side, and a faint sadness could be seen from them.
List of fallen monks...
I told myself not to look, but my feet automatically walked behind those people.
The entire notice is covered with dense black letters, and a name is automatically added at the bottom from time to time, representing the loss of another life.
Liu Qinghuan closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she firmly focused on the literal meaning.
Wan Hongwei, Shaoyang Sect, Yuanying monk...
Xue Ling, Wenshi Sect, Yuanying monk, Taoist name Mei Qing...
Red Ear, a fourth-level monk from the demon clan...
Under the Nascent Soul cultivator was the golden elixir. Liu Qinghuan looked at it carefully and unexpectedly saw some familiar names.
Liu Gaizhi, Dongfang Bai, Mu Feng, Qi Xuan...
Some of these people have dealt with him, some have only heard of his name, and some are from the same school as him. There is a sense of powerlessness in my heart, but I also feel a kind of shameful happiness. I am glad that the people around me are not above, and for the time being.
No……
The largest number of people are low-level monks. There is no longer a list to list, and there is another one next to it.
They were all monks who died in the war with the Yin Yue Blood Realm in more than half a year. They sacrificed their lives, only to get an unobtrusive line of black words on this piece of white paper, and then they were annihilated in history.
in the dust and smoke.
Liu Qinghuan stood for a while, watching the sky darken and the first broken city wall was buried in the shadows. The spells and roars that had not stopped in the distance became more clearly audible.
In more than half a year, Yunmengze lost its first city wall, and all the market towns on the plains have been moved back to Yandang Fort. Qianye Mountain was almost moved to the ground during the battle between the two sides, and after paying a heavy price, it was completely reduced to a yinyue.
The base camp of the Blood Realm.
War has become the norm, and the frequency of one small battle every three days and one big battle every five days is exhausting.
But……
Liu Qinghuan looked at the majestic gate of Yandang Castle with traces of the battle: They did it!
Compared to Saofeng Continent, which was completely in chaos, Yunmengze's side pinned the invading alien world to Qianye Mountain!
Although they had broken through the defenses several times, and once even attacked Yandang Castle and were all sucked into the Mountain River Cauldron, they did manage to keep most of the people from the outside world in this desolate Eastern Wasteland.
And let Yunmengze Continent not be harmed.
Liu Qinghuan bypassed the Mountain and River Cauldron, entered the interior of Yandang Fort through the passage on one side, and arrived at the second floor of a teahouse.
The people he wanted to see had already arrived. Yun Zheng looked over with a playful expression. Liu Qinghuan said casually: "Sorry, I'm late."
Huang Eryaozi came up with a flattering smile: "It won't be too late, you see, your favorite bamboo core tea I ordered for you has just been delivered."
Liu Qinghuan nodded lightly to him, sat down opposite Yun Zheng, waved to Huang Eryao, who was half-bowing, and said, "Sit."
Yunzheng looked at him: "Did you just come down from the front?"
"The defenses inside Qianye Mountain are even tighter." Liu Qinghuan took a sip from the tea cup. The bitter and fragrant tea relieved the thirst in his mouth: "This time I sneaked in and was almost discovered."
The two chatted about things on the battlefield, and then he suddenly remembered that he had not introduced them to each other: "This is the Lingxi Master Yunzheng from Ziwei Sword Pavilion. Well, this is the Huang Eryao I mentioned to you. It is passed down from his family.
The talisman array is very interesting."
Huang Eryaozi, who was half sitting on the chair, immediately stood up and saluted, and said with a look of reverence: "Is there anyone in Yunmengze who doesn't know the reputation of Senior Lingxi? He is seventh on the battle merit list and killed two aliens with one sword.
The golden elixir monk successfully escaped from the siege of several people..."
He went on and on about Yun Zheng's achievements, and in the end he almost knelt down and kowtowed.
Yun Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "Where did you find this bastard guy? When I saw him, I had the idea of going up and kicking him."
Liu Qinghuan looked at Huang Eryao speechlessly and looked honored as if he had been praised, and said: "Weren't you interested in the talisman array I used last time? He made it. There are indeed some similarities with the array.
But I don’t have time to study it, so I might as well bring him here and you can communicate among yourself.”
Yunzheng asked thoughtfully: "Your surname is Huang, could it be that you are a descendant of Huang Gu who was said to be able to make the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman but later declined?"
Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was a little confused, he added: "Huanggu was once a cultivating family as famous as the Yuncheng family, but their family is a Fulu family, and my family is a formation family."
Huang Eryaozi said happily: "Senior actually knows about the Huang family! Yes, my ancestor is the Huanggu Alchemy Book that is said to be able to seal the heaven and the earth, but now I am the only one left in the entire Huang family, let alone the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman.
I’m afraid the family’s inheritance will be cut off in my hands.”
He lowered his head in frustration, all the playful smiles on his face were gone.
Liu Qinghuan did not expect that Huang Eryao had such a background. Thinking of the records about Huanggu in the history books, he couldn't help but sigh.
The Huanggu Alchemy Book seals the sky with a talisman. The most glorious deed is that in the last world sealing war, the Huang family once refined a sky-sealing elixir talisman and sealed the alien space passage in the final battle!
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel moved in her heart, and said: "Is your family's inheritance still intact? Has the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman been preserved? If I prepare the materials for you, can you refine it?"
Huang Eryao made a meaningless cry: "Wha, what, prepare the materials? I, I..."
Yunzheng's eyes lit up: "You mean?"
Seeing that Huang Eryao seemed stunned and stunned, he impatiently kicked the chair he was sitting on and shouted: "Just asking if you can!"
Huang Eryao took a deep breath and managed to calm down, with ecstasy on his face: "Senior, it can be done! It can be done! As long as there are enough materials for me to practice making talismans, I, I, I will definitely work hard! In the past, it was because I was poor,
There is no way..."
He was talking incoherently, wishing he could swear, and his face turned red.
Yun Zheng grinned in disgust: "Okay, okay, please tell me your current level first. If the Sealing Heaven Pill Talisman is so easy to make, your family will not be in ruins. If you have that elm-headed head, it will take a lot of practice."
It took a hundred years to make one, so what use do you have!" Note: Well, the author forgot to give Huang Eryaozi a name before, so I will correct the mistake.