Before flying back to the safe area, Chen Xuan saw Wanyan Xiyin and Shen Binglan from the corner of his eyes, but it was too far away, and he could only barely tell that it was a man and a woman.
"Binglan?"
Chen Xuan moved his heart and immediately laughed at himself, thinking that he must be worried about Shen Binglan's safety day and night, so he thought that the woman standing with the demon cultivator in the distance was Shen Binglan.
He didn't know that Shen Binglan would help him to clear the siege with one word, otherwise Wanyan Xiyin would lead a group of monsters to chase him from all directions, and even if Chen Xuan got the best spirit stones and spirit crystals, he would have no luck to save them.
As Chen Xuan flew to the border of Zuzhou, the war at the junction of the two continents temporarily eased. Both sides retreated, leaving only a small part of them responsible for patrolling the sea. Most of the monks returned to the islands on the border of Zuzhou to regulate their breathing.
It took Chen Xuan half an hour to find the island he arrived at first. Seeing that the cultivators of Canglang Sect had returned to the island, all of whom were wearing colors, and some even lacked arms and legs. You don’t have to guess that they were beaten like this by the cruel demon clan.
However, compared with those falling monks, those who are able to come back alive are already considered very lucky.
The battle for the spiritual mine islands just began, and its cruel side was demonstrated.
Wen Po, the head of Canglang Sect, and the elder, were not seriously injured. They were sitting on the beach to regulate their breathing. The monks and guest officials of other sects were also meditating on the ground in scattered manner, and the atmosphere seemed a bit heavy.
When he found that Chen Xuan was almost unscathed, all the cultivators of Canglang Sect showed an incredible look on their faces.
They thought Chen Xuan was chased and killed by Jinxia soldiers, but they didn't expect Chen Xuan to come back intact, and they didn't know how Chen Xuan did it.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you can actually return to the border alone. Could it be that the Golden Shrimp Clan warriors who were chasing you were killed by you?"
Wen Po asked curiously.
Chen Xuan had already thought of the reason: "Where can I have the ability to solve those powerful monsters?
It’s just that in a critical moment, I had to use my soul to inspire a secret escape, so I just escaped by chance.”
When everyone heard this, it turned out to be so.
They didn't think that Chen Xuan, who had only the Jindan stage cultivation level, could kill all the pursuers without any harm. Seeing that Chen Xuan's face was pale than before, as Chen Xuan said, it was a sign of damage to his soul, so he didn't guess deeper.
Chen Xuan had already put away the top-quality water-attributed spirit stone. Since he flew all the way, he still had a bottoming out when he flew back. Wen Po and the Great Elder thought Chen Xuan's soul injury worsened, and they all thought that although Chen Xuan did not seem to be injured on the surface, he was actually more severe than them.
Physical injuries are completely incomparable to the injury of souls. Now even a few guests with short legs feel that their injuries are not as serious as Chen Xuan.
"Hmph, Lingbo Sect sent us to deal with the Jinzhe Clan, which caused our sect to suffer heavy losses. We didn't even see the ore on Lingmine Island. How can we work hard for Lingbo Sect?"
The great elder scolded Lingbo Sect angrily.
Wen Po sighed: "My sect is already planning to pay a certain price in this war, but I didn't expect the first battle to be so tragic. If it lasts for ten or eight years, I'm afraid that the existence of Canglang sect will be a problem every time I don't exist."
"President Wen, do we have to fight with Lingbo Sect?"
A guest asked gritted his teeth.
"All of us have come, how can we be deserters and let other sects make jokes?
As long as we can get a spiritual mine island, it will be worth it for us to join the war this time, but now we will recover our wounds first and let other sects show their spotlight."
Wen Po said this, and everyone had no objection. Chen Xuan, who originally planned to find an excuse to go back to Tianfeng Island Cave Palace to retreat, felt that Canglang Sect was so unlucky, and even he felt a little embarrassed. No matter what, Canglang Sect was quite good to him in the past nine years. He didn't mind staying for a while and helping Canglang Sect make some contributions, even if it was a favor.
However, absorbing three top-quality spirit stones and one spirit crystal is still the first priority, so Chen Xuan said according to the previous plan: "Sect Master Wen, my soul injury has worsened and I will not be able to fight with you in the short term. I will be in seclusion on this island for a period of time. If the war is tight, I will come out again."
"No problem, Fellow Daoist Chen, please recover from your injuries."
Like everyone else, Wen Po was not expecting whether Chen Xuan could continue to fight. They all knew how much the impact of the soul injury on a monk's combat power was.
The magical weapons of a monk are closely connected with his soul, and the use of spiritual consciousness is required to use his soul when he casts most magical magical spirits. Therefore, if a monk's soul is seriously injured, his combat power will be destroyed by 70% or 80%. Chen Xuan continued to participate in the war, which is tantamount to seeking death.
As the saying goes, raising troops for a thousand days, using troops for a while, the elder is very unhappy about Chen Xuan losing his combat power so quickly. But if he forces Chen Xuan to fight, Chen Xuan may become a burden to them and he can only let Chen Xuan go into seclusion.
Seeing that everyone had no objection, Chen Xuan dug a simple cave in the mountainous and rocky area in the center of the island. After setting up several restrictions, he began to retreat and absorb spiritual energy.
When Chen Xuan took out all three top-quality spirit stones, he suddenly found that Ying Long in Xuanyuan's sword body had a reaction, and then Ying Long's extremely weak voice came into his mind: "Absorb... that fire spirit stone for me..." "Okay."
Chen Xuan immediately took out the Xuanyuan Sword and then placed the fire spirit stone on the sword. In an instant, golden light burst out from the Xuanyuan Sword, covering the fire spirit stone, and constantly absorbing the fire spirit energy therein.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan used the magic trick to let the water spirit stone float in front of him. Strands of pure and rich water spirit energy floated out of it, and was sucked into the dantian during his breathing and breathing, thereby improving his cultivation and nourishing his soul.
This retreat has passed three months.
Although his cultivation level has not increased much, in just three months, Chen Xuan's cultivation level has improved significantly. He has gone further and soon he can break through the Return to Void Period, which is much faster than taking nine years to improve a small realm.
Of course, it was because the soul was in an extremely weak state. Now that after absorbing 30% of the spiritual energy of the top-grade water spirit stones, Chen Xuan's soul injury has recovered a little. At least he is not afraid of hurting the origin when fighting with others.
During these three months, Wen Po did not come to ask Chen Xuan to fight. Chen Xuan didn't know how far the battle between the human cultivators and the demon clan was, but at least it did not affect this border island, which means that the two sides were likely to be in a stalemate.
However, just as Chen Xuan was about to continue his retreat, Wen Po came to the door of this simple cave and sent a message: "Fellow Daoist Chen, how are you recuperating?
Lingbo Sect also assigned us to patrol a certain Pianling Mining Island Group. This mission is relatively easy, so the Great Elder hopes that you can go with us."