Chapter 302: The Power of Jindan (two-in-one chapter)
On the high walls of Guque City, there are already figures standing there, silently looking at the direction in which the spirit ship is coming.
Their expressions were all solemn, and they stood motionless in a dimly lit place.
A depressing atmosphere was spreading, and the air was so solid that the monk felt suffocated.
If it weren't for those shiny eyes, he might have been mistaken for a scarecrow.
Liu Yu and other people from Chu State discovered each other. The five spiritual ships were so conspicuous, so naturally they were also discovered.
"Guque Immortal City."
On the spiritual ship, the monks from the five sects quickly scanned the fairy city. Some monks' eyes flickered and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Seeing the huge city getting closer and closer, Liu Yu was highly concentrated.
Take out the magic weapon from the storage bag to be on guard. The thick soil holding umbrella in the left hand and the Li Xuan sword in the right hand remain in a semi-activated state, ready to attack or defend at any time.
At the same time, beside him, Jiang Qiu Shui also took out the gold steel flag and silver hairpin magic weapon and prepared to go. Yan Kai and Cui Liang also held the magic weapon in their hands and focused their attention.
The Chu monks on the five spiritual ships all knew the purpose of their trip, so they all took out their magic weapons at this time and were ready for a big battle.
There are only a few monks who are still in a lazy state. I don't know whether it's because the skilled people are brave or because they don't know how to live or die.
"It should be the former."
Liu Yu had an expression on her face, and her eyes vaguely glanced over the few seemingly casual figures.
Before the coming of these wars, the monks who still maintained their normal status were not only the Three Elites but also relatively famous monks. Their strength was enough to crush ordinary monks, and they indeed had the capital to be proud of.
Among these monks are Zhao Wuji, the number one among the Three Heroes and Four Heroes, and Qin Qing, the Red Lotus Fairy.
The unintentional movements of many monks revealed their inner thoughts, including nervousness, calmness, excitement, and other expressions.
Liu Yu took in all this and felt no disturbance in his heart.
He had a premonition that the fate of many monks would change because of this incident.
Naturally, the ancient Que City would not let the Chu monks enter the city. As the spirit ship approached, this huge city suddenly underwent astonishing changes.
The ground within a few dozen miles trembled slightly, and then seven huge light pillars rose into the sky in the ancient city. On the surrounding city walls more than ten feet high, there were also wisps of spiritual light shining, and various restrictions with different effects appeared.
The seven huge and thick light pillars were all green in color. They shot straight into the nebula at first, and the green aura was still clearly visible even a hundred miles away.
But then the light beams quickly converged and connected with each other, reaching a strange balance. A layer of cyan light curtain gradually formed, covering the entire ancient city.
All this was completed within a few breaths, but then the changes did not stop.
The cyan light curtain gradually shrank, and the rune restrictions on the city wall became brighter. Finally, the cyan light curtain seemed to "overlap" with the city wall, allowing the invisible power of the formation to rely on, thus greatly increasing the defensive power.
Only the top of the ancient city was still shrouded by a light curtain. Seven green light pillars converged toward the center of the cyan light curtain, as if supporting the operation of the formation.
"If I guess correctly, these seven light pillars should be the foundation of the formation."
Liu Yu looked at the city glowing with green light in the distance, his eyes thoughtful.
This structure made him easily think of the pillars in the sect's main hall and the beams supporting the house.
"What happened?"
"What's this?"
"Guque Immortal City actually activated the city protection formation. Could it be that it encountered a strong enemy? This is the Immortal City controlled by Baiyunguan, the great cultivator of immortality!"
Ancient Que City is a fairy city that is superior to Wangyue City and Sky Dome City. There are naturally a lot of monks in the city, and most of them are casual cultivators who don't know the truth, or monks from small families.
What kind of powerful enemy is it that even the Jindan seniors of Baiyun Temple think that they need to activate the formation to resist it?
When they thought of this, they felt panic-stricken and stayed in every inconspicuous corner, begging that this sudden disaster would not affect them.
This is the inner thoughts and the most true portrayal of countless young monks.
Once a war breaks out, their lives and destiny are often not decided by themselves, but are all determined by the thoughts of high-level monks.
When the situation is stable, you can still earn resources and practice cautiously, but once the order is chaotic, no matter which side wins in the end, it is these nameless cultivators who will suffer the most casualties.
But everything in the world will not be changed by the beautiful wishes of these young monks. What should happen will definitely happen!
In just a few breaths, the formations of the Ancient Que Immortal City have been fully activated, and the walls on all sides are glowing with green aura, looking somewhat Taoist.
At this time, the five great spiritual ships of the Chu Kingdom had already approached, stopped at a high altitude twenty miles away from Guque City, and then dispersed, faintly trapping Guque City in the middle, blocking all retreat routes.
Just when Liu Yu thought that the elders should give the order to attack, he unexpectedly received the order to stand still.
Then, several figures flew out from each of the five spiritual ships, and they instantly approached the location five miles away from the ancient city. They all flew in the air with only their physical bodies without the help of magic weapons. There is no doubt that these are all golden objects.
Dan period monk.
At a rough count, there were as many as fifty!
There are more than fifty Golden Elixir monks from the five major sects of Chu State here, which is far more than the number of Golden Elixir monks in ordinary fairy cities. The gap is so big that any monk who understands a little will feel despair.
Among these fifty figures, each one has extremely profound spiritual pressure and power, far exceeding the scope of the foundation building stage. Among them, the five monks headed by them have the strongest spiritual pressure.
Liu Yu looked intently and saw that the leader of the Yuanyang Sect was none other than Master Changfeng, and beside him stood the cheap master Li Changkong.
If the spiritual pressure and power of Jindan monks are compared to mountains, then the first five people including Master Changfeng are worthy of Mount Tai, Kunlun!
Liu Yu has been building the foundation for thirty or forty years. He has heard about the famous Jindan monks in Chu State and has worked hard in this regard.
Lest one day we meet him, and we don’t know his true face in Lushan, and unintentionally offend Master Jin Dan, then we will cry without tears.
The "Master Lingxiu" of Piaoxue Pavilion, the "Master Chongxuan" of Cangyue Valley, the "Master Daoguang" of Qingxu Sect, the "Master Sanjie" of Hehuan Sect, and the "Master Changfeng" of Yuanyang Sect.
These five are the top golden elixir monks in Chu State, and they are also the leaders of Chu State in this trip to Yan State.
Fifty golden elixir monks are divided into five directions and suspended above the ancient city. With the sect as a group, there are ten golden elixir monks in each direction.
The leader is none other than the Five Great Immortals of Chu State, and the other golden elixirs are a step behind.
"What do fellow Taoists from Chu State mean by this?"
"Is there any misunderstanding in this?"
At the highest point of the ancient city tower, an old Taoist with white beard and hair, kind eyes and kind eyes, wearing a purple robe, stood on top, frowning and arching his hands in all directions, saying in a deep voice.
"Huh?"
"At this point, Ziyun, you old guy still want to pretend to be confused?"
On the side of the Hehuan Gate, Sanjie Zhenren, who was wearing a bright red robe, fair and handsome, with three-dimensional facial features, spoke.
There was a touch of sarcasm in his words, as if the two of them had known each other for a long time.
"Everything is a misunderstanding and a trick of the righteous way!"
"Baiyunguan has always been a staunch supporter of the Nine Nations Alliance and has no intention of surrendering to the right path!"
"Fellow Taoists from Chu State, can you give me some time to explain?"
"In a few days, Baiyun Guan will be able to produce evidence to prove our position!"
The golden elixir monk named Ziyun Laodao was not angry at all because of Master Sanjie's words. His face remained as usual, and his words were full of sincerity, trying to explain something.
The dignified golden elixir monk also seemed groveling at this moment.
"Every time comes, heaven and earth work together, and the heroes are not free."
"Does even Jindan Zhenren seem so powerless under the general trend?"
On the Cangwu Spirit Ship, Liu Yu looked at this scene and suddenly felt something.
Then he shook his head, put these thoughts aside, and continued to listen to the conversation of the Jindan Masters.
What qualifications does a mere foundation-building monk have to lament the general trend? Preserving and strengthening oneself is the most important thing.
"What Taoist fellow Taoist Ziyun said makes sense. If it weren't for the solid evidence, I might still be doubtful."
"But now we have confirmed the evidence that your Yan State clan has colluded with the righteous way through secret channels."
"No matter how much you argue, fellow Taoist Ziyun, it's useless. There's no need to waste any more words!"
Daoguang Daoguang sighed slightly after speaking, as if he felt a little regretful for this.
Baiyun Temple and Qingxu Sect are both Taoist sects, so they naturally have some common topics. He has good personal relationships with several Jindan monks in Baiyun Temple, but he never expected that they would be at war with each other now.
However, Daoguang Daoguang felt regretful and regretful, but he did not have any soft-hearted thoughts.
Taoist ideals and some ideological recognition will never be as important as the interests of the sect, and he will never waver in his position because of this.
Master Changfeng, who has a restrained edge, Master Lingxiu, who is fluttering in white clothes, and Master Zhongxuan, who is calm and vicissitudes of life, did not speak. They just watched a few people talking, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.
"Fellow Taoist Daoguang, you and I have known each other for three hundred years and are extremely familiar with each other. Don't you still believe in Taoism?"
"All of this is the conspiracy of the righteous path and the devil's path, in order to plunge the Nine Nations Alliance into internal strife!"
Ziyun Laodao was still unwilling to give up and tried to play the emotional card.
"What are you fellow Taoists waiting for? Why bother talking nonsense with this old man?"
"Don't forget the ancestor's instructions!"
Master Sanjie looked cold, interrupted Master Daoguang's words, and said with a cold snort.
I don’t know if it’s because of business or because of some unclear grudge between the two.
After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth wide and spit out a small and exquisite silver ring. It floated quietly in front of him.
"The magic weapon of destiny!"
Seeing this, Liu Yu was shocked.
Only the monk's natal magic weapon can be collected into the Dantian and used to accumulate magic power to enhance its power.
Therefore, generally speaking, the longer the elixir is formed, the greater the power of its natal magic weapon.
The silver ring swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a bucket. It emitted a cold silver light, instantly crossed the distance of Li Xu, and landed on the city wall.
"Bang!!!"
With one blow, a large section of the city wall covered by the third-level formation was shaking slightly, causing the monks on it to panic.
The third-order formation presided over by the Golden Pill monk was shaken, and the power of the Silver Ring magic weapon made other Golden Pills in the field move.
There is no false person under the great reputation!
After Master Sanjie took action, several other Jindan monks from Hehuan Sect also took action one after another, sacrificing their own magic weapons and attacking the formation that enveloped the ancient city.
Several other sects in the Chu Kingdom had no intention of listening to Ziyun Lao Taoist's explanation and chose to take action directly.
All of a sudden, the golden elixir stage monks began to take action, and powerful magic weapons appeared in the sky.
Dozens of qi machines locked onto Ziyun Lao Dao inside the formation, causing his heart to tremble.
The total number of Golden Elixir monks in Baiyun Temple is not as large as that of the Chu State Allied Forces. Not to mention that they have to garrison a large territory in the land of two continents. Naturally, it is impossible to send too many Golden Elixir monks to garrison in Guque City.
Although this city is very important, there are usually only four Golden Core monks from Baiyun Temple stationed there, plus two Golden Core monks from affiliated forces. This is the entire Golden Core combat power.
Old Taoist Ziyun had just learned about the Chu State's movements, and only then did he know that the news had been leaked. He had no time to ask for help from Danxia Cave.
With the combined efforts of the five major sects of the Chu State, he knew that he must not resist forcefully, otherwise the city would be destroyed and people would die, so he sent back other Jindan monks and some elite disciples of the sects.
Relying on his confidence in his own strength, he decided to guard Guque City alone to see if he could delay time and shake the determination of several major sects.
At this moment, facing dozens of qi machines that locked onto him, as well as the fierce attacks of dozens of golden elixir monks, Ziyun's thoughts were completely changed.
Now he just wants to hide and escape. As for some of his previous thoughts, he can no longer care about them at this moment.
How powerful is the magic weapon?
Even if the magic weapon is of poor quality, its power is more than ten times that of a magic weapon, and it is not comparable to a spiritual weapon.
Various magic weapons flash with different colors of spiritual light in the night sky, and their powerful power is released wantonly, looking like a dream.
Some are small and delicate with less than one foot, and some are more than ten feet in size and are powerful and heavy. But regardless of the shape, the power inside is enough to make the foundation-building monks tremble.
Any blow from the golden elixir monk using the magic weapon, the foundation-building monk must try his best to resist, but in the end he may not be able to withstand it.
"Rumble"
The magic weapon's attack fell on the ground, cutting out a deep ravine about ten feet long and one foot deep.
"Senior Brother Liu, it seems that we don't need to take action to attack Guque City."
Yan Kai swallowed hard and murmured.
"Now it seems that it is indeed the case. The third-level formation that protects the fairy city is indeed not something we can shake."
"And with so many golden elixir-level attacks, as long as one of them falls towards us, I'm afraid there is no other possibility except death."
Liu Yu looked at the magic weapons flying in the night sky and the figures controlling the magic weapons, and said solemnly.
The defensive formation deployed in the ancient city is at least the third level, which belongs to the real golden elixir level. Under the control of the golden elixir monks, it is almost impossible to break through with the foundation building monks.
If they, the foundation-building monks, are allowed to attack by force, even if they only assist, I'm afraid there will be a lot of casualties in the end.
The people who came this time were all the elites of their respective sects. Of course they couldn't just die here, at least they couldn't die so worthlessly.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Elder Jindan made such a decision.
On the one hand, it reduces losses, and on the other hand, it saves time by making quick decisions.
"Bang" "Bang"
The Jindan monks of Chu State had no idea of showing any mercy. From the beginning, they launched a fierce attack with magic weapons. Dozens of magic weapons attacked the city defense formation at the same time.
Faced with the powerful power unleashed by dozens of magic weapons attacking at the same time, Ziyun Lao Dao changed his color on the spot, with cold sweat streaming down his back and forehead.