Although the fighting during the day has come to an end, the battlefield at night is not peaceful at all. From time to time, a few sparks bloom on the narrow hilly area that is thirty wide and stretches for hundreds of miles, adding a bit of color to the monotonous night. Those are the inner colors.
The monks who disposed of the corpses in the temple were like devourers in the dark night. They incinerated the corpses of all the monks of the Tianqiong Sect and recovered their armor and some usable magic weapons. The corpses of the monks were incinerated because they believed in Xiaotian Ancient
The basic teachings of believers in God are that although people do not know whether there is an underworld, let alone whether the soul can be reincarnated, it is generally believed that only when the mortal body is completely destroyed can the soul be transcended.
Sitian Pavilion also sent monks to do the same thing. Although the two sides were like fire and water during the day, and they wanted to kill each other quickly, at night, they regarded each other as nothing. The two groups of people burning the corpses passed by each other as if they were not there.
Seeing each other, each did their own thing in an orderly manner, with no hatred spreading between the two teams. An atmosphere as soft as death spread between the two teams.
Naturally, Chen Yunsheng would not do the burning of corpses and recovery of magic weapons himself. The Internal Affairs Hall could just send a team of low-level monks to complete such a thing. And Chen Yunsheng has a more important thing, which is to distribute supplies.
After a day of fierce fighting, the magic weapons lost by each war department need to be replaced in time, and the spiritual stones consumed in opening the magic circle must also be replaced in time. Even because of the fierce fighting, many monks' clothes were damaged, and he also had to take care of it.
The size, loss and supply of items must naturally be recorded in a book for future inspection. This job is really trivial. Zhuge Jingyu frowned while recording the accounts and muttered: "Compared to recording accounts, burning corpses on the battlefield
, recycling magic weapons is more interesting."
Chen Yunsheng, who was also immersed in writing an inventory situation, raised his head, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Compared with doing errands in the Internal Affairs Hall, I would rather go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Because I saw it in the eyes of the monks from the Xantian Academy.
The pride they uphold may be the meaning of our lives."
Zhuge Jingyu hummed, and after a while, he suddenly said: "I feel that continuing to fight like this is not an option. Even if we can defeat this wave of Sitian Pavilion monks, the losses will be too great, and the gain will not be worth the loss. Sitian Pavilion is in the west
The Liang Kingdom has been around for many years and is deeply rooted. The people who conquered the Tianqiong Sect today are only three to four percent of their total combat power. If this continues, they can only win."
Chen Yunsheng pondered: "Such a loss is too huge for Sitian Pavilion. Are the royal families of Xiliang Kingdom willing to have a tragic victory? Don't they care about losing more than half of the country's combat power? As far as I know,
There are many countries around the Xiliang Kingdom that are eyeing them, such as the Lengyue Kingdom in the north, the Zhanghan Kingdom in the west, and there seem to be some barbarians in the south who have been annoyed by them. They will not worry about these forces taking advantage of their weakness.
, will we invade in a big way?"
Zhuge Jingyu smiled bitterly and said: "For more than two thousand years since the founding of the Xiliang Kingdom, those princes and grandsons, even if they have good wood, are probably almost rotten. They have long forgotten what danger is, and they don't worry about the flames even if they play with fire.
The day of my incarnation.”
Chen Yunsheng then asked: "Since you think that continuing the stalemate like this is not an option, do you have any ideas to solve today's situation?"
Zhuge Jingyu stopped the pen in his hand and said solemnly: "There is a way, but Jingyu can't guarantee whether it will be effective. Uncle Master, can you think about it, in which city is the Sitian Pavilion closest to Taibai Peak?"
"Xianzhou."
"That is to say, the supplies of this army come from there." Zhuge Jingyu smiled mysteriously, and then said: "The monks' operations require very few supplies. This is because each monk has his own storage space, which can
It accommodates many daily necessities. What's more, when the realm of many monks reaches a high enough level, they can eat wind and drink dew, fast and fast, avoiding the transportation of food and grass. The only thing that needs supplies is the loss of personnel, then Sitian Pavilion
The outpost of the reinforcements is naturally in Xianzhou. The intelligence from the front line will also be transmitted to the capital along the Sitian Pavilion in Xianzhou. From this point of view, although the importance of Xianzhou Sitian Pavilion is not that big, it is not small.
"
Chen Yunsheng suddenly said: "Could it be that you want to sneak attack Xianzhou Sitian Pavilion?"
Zhuge Jingyu nodded and said: "The sneak attack on Sitian Pavilion is only the first step. The most important thing is to lure Jiang Baichuan to return for help. If this goal can be achieved, the crisis of the Tianqiong Sect will naturally be solved."
Chen Yunsheng frowned and said: "Wait a minute, there is still an unreasonable part of this. Even if Sitian Pavilion returns to help and solves the siege of Xianzhou, it will inevitably come back again. How can you say that the siege of Tianqiong Sect has been solved easily?"
Zhuge Jingyu had a proud smile on his face. Ever since he got together with Chen Yunsheng, he rarely had this kind of smile. The reason was obvious, because Chen Yunsheng surpassed Zhuge Jingyu in many fields that he was originally good at, such as formation.
Tao. From another perspective, Chen Yunsheng inspired Zhuge Jingyu's ambition. If it weren't for Chen Yunsheng's tireless pursuit of magic formations, Zhuge Jingyu would not have been able to start studying the Talisman formations, let alone come up with the South Dou Six Stars battle formation.
Now that I have something that the other party can take notice of, I am naturally a little proud.
Whether people admit it or not, they are proving their worth to each other, whether it is tangible or intangible. Just as Wangchuan and Fang Minglan studied the talisman desperately, they were proving something to their master Li Tiezui. Ye Sihan
She practiced hard just to let Xue Li play with her, and Xue Li was unwilling to be second to others, so naturally it was related to Ye Sihan.
Zhuge Jingyu said: "If we capture all the monks who came back for reinforcements, will Uncle Master still think what Jingyu said is nonsense?"
The doubts on Chen Yunsheng's face gradually dissipated, and he hurriedly said: "You mean to kill them on the way? This doesn't seem to be very easy."
Zhuge Jingyu smiled and said: "This thing is easy to say. It is an easy thing to use what my uncle is best at. If you fight hard, it is very difficult."
A smile gradually appeared on Chen Yunsheng's face. He grabbed Zhuge Jingyu's hand and hurriedly walked out of the door of the Internal Affairs Hall. As he walked, he said: "Follow me to see Senior Brother. You don't even have a brilliant plan."
Tell me earlier, do you still want to see today's bloody battle happen again?"
Zhuge Jingyu said lazily: "To be honest, Jingyu also had a sudden idea. It was definitely an idea he just had."
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Weiye, Taibai Peak, outside the Internal Affairs Hall.
He Wangchuan sat cross-legged on the low roof, with the Ruiyang Giant Sword beside him. He closed his eyes slightly and let out his consciousness, feeling the changes in the vitality of the world and monitoring the shadows that might be hidden in the darkness. Fang Minglan
After resting in the house, the two of them agreed to stay together for half the night. During the day, they watched the thrilling fight. He Wangchuan felt that he had grown up a little more, and seemed to have a more thorough understanding of life and death. There was a vague feeling in his heart.
, as if breaking through the qi training period was just around the corner. Thinking that he could enter the foundation building period, He Wangchuan felt a little excited, which meant that he could get a lot of time, draw more exquisite talismans, and feel more
The way of heaven and earth.
There is no moon tonight, and the cold wind stirs up the white snow that has just accumulated in the yard. The snow foam sticks to his neck, and a hint of coolness enters his heart. However, this cannot make him slack off in his perseverance. Although He Wangchuan is not in the Yunying Team
The smartest monk in the world is not the most qualified monk, but he is the most determined monk. When he knew that his talent in Talismans was not as good as Fang Minglan's, he did not feel too sad, but practiced more diligently.
Drawing talismans. The small room where he lived was filled with failed semi-finished products, making it almost difficult to get started. With this determination, He Wangchuan successfully produced a medium-quality diamond talisman, which was a huge inspiration to him.
God's reward for hard work has been well confirmed in him.
A black shadow approached the warehouse, and when it was still three miles away, the black shadow stopped. He waved his hand, and four or five more black shadows appeared behind him. They circled far away from the low house like ghosts.
On the other side.
He Wangchuan opened his eyes. He didn't feel danger with his spiritual consciousness, but someone triggered his spiritual talisman. This talisman was divided into two parts, Yin and Yang. He scattered the Yang talisman on the ground and carried the yin talisman with him.
Within, as long as someone passes within two feet of the Yang Talisman, the Yin Talisman will react.
He Wangchuan gently knocked on the roof three times. In the room, a smaller figure sat up from the bed, with a hint of cunning on her face, and murmured: "Uncle Master was indeed right."
The black shadow gradually approached the small house. They didn't know that their feet had silently stepped into a huge net, woven with a magic circle, and their target was a hunter waiting in the middle of the net.
The leading shadow stopped. He hesitated and asked the shadow beside him in a low voice, "There won't be any other ambush here. Why do I always feel uneasy?"
The black shadow said: "The subordinates here have found out clearly. There is nothing abnormal. We'd better start quickly."
The leading black figure nodded, and a black crossbow appeared in his hand. These crossbows appeared in the hands of the monks around the low room at the same time. Aiming at He Wangchuan, the black crossbow exuded a kind of light in the night.
With the breath of death, the man in black's fingers gradually touched the trigger of the machine. As long as he pressed it, he believed that the low room and the monks above would disappear. And this low room is the most important warehouse, where are stored
Tianqiong has nearly one-third of its spiritual stone reserves.