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"Commander, will we win or lose this time?"

The lieutenant general looked hesitant. He didn't know the outcome of this situation.

Thirty thousand people, more than 20,000 were lost, and it was not known whether Annan was dead or alive.

Yu Wenxing in the tent had a solemn look on his face. After so many days, the hidden stakes in Tongguan should also send news, and he would be able to judge whether An Nanbo was dead or alive.

As for the situation on the battlefield that day.

Even the victory was a miserable victory, not to mention there was no news from the Immortal Master.

The imperial court was also silent.

Yu Wenxing couldn't help but wonder whether he succeeded in the end.

As long as Wen Yue and An Nanbo and his son can be killed, then the battle can be considered a victory even with the loss of 30,000 horses.

There shouldn't be anything wrong with the immortal master.

But here he watched helplessly as someone carried Anannbo away, not knowing whether he was carrying a corpse or a living person.

Three days later, the hidden stake in Tongguan finally delivered the news.

Yu Wenxing, who was stationed in Nanyue Mountain, quickly opened the envelope containing the message and took out the letter.

The original nervous expression suddenly disappeared, and his face turned pale. He stared at the letter in disbelief, and even his body trembled, and he said tremblingly: "How is it possible!"

Due to excessive force, the palms that were holding the envelope were stiff and unable to move.

"impossible."

Yu Wenxing threw the letter away.

He stood up suddenly, staggered and collapsed on the ground, his eyes full of shock.

Not only Annanbo is alive, but Wen Yue is also alive.

Wen Yue was caught in the battlefield of immortal masters. Wen Yue's survival meant that the immortal master of Yuanling Sect might be dead.

No wonder the immortal master has no news at all. How can a dead person deliver news?

But how could he explain this matter to the court?

Even if he doesn't say anything, the hidden stakes in Tongguan will send the news back to the court, letting His Majesty know, and all the Dukes in the court will also know.

As for the death of the immortal master of the Yuanling Sect, the Yuanling Sect will also get the news, and they may even be blamed.

The Wei court might even use him as a scapegoat to vent their anger on.

This move may also attract the attention of the Wuling Sect behind Daliang.

If the Immortal Master Sect was completely involved, their role would be greatly reduced.

If there is no progress in the low-level battle, higher-end combat power will be needed to determine the outcome.

In the end, Yu Wenxing wrote all the information in a memorial and submitted it.

He has done his best. In the final analysis, whether he can win or not depends on the battlefield of the Immortal Master.

It wasn't that he was belittling the sect that supported him, but that none of the four immortal masters killed Wen Yue this time, which really shocked him.

Yuwen Xingwu lay on the ground, staring blankly at the top of the tent.

It was obvious that either he could handle this matter, or if he faced Wen Yue in the future, he would have the skills of an immortal master, and killing him would be like picking something out of a bag.

"Report it to the court."

"Other than that, I have no other choice."

Yu Wenxing sighed, and finally got up from the ground and picked up a pen to write a memorial.

Wen Yue did not send anyone to clean up the Jiangyun Valley battlefield.

Firstly, time is still short, and secondly, it is difficult to dispose of corpses during this season.

Wen Yue shook the soul flag to restrain the evil spirits and ghosts in Jiangyun Valley. Dozens more ghost soldiers were added to the soul flag, three advanced ghosts, one of which reached the second level of Qi training.

After extracting the blood evil energy, the corpses turned into dust under the shaking of the soul flags, which was also used to clean the battlefield to avoid harmful diseases.

It's a pity that the total amount of evil energy is not enough to transform the soul flag into a top-quality magic weapon.

The ability to evolve into a high-grade magic weapon is due to the advantage of the animal skin, which contains a huge amount of evil energy.

Tu Shanjun feels that if you want to upgrade it to a top-grade magic weapon, you must have a higher quality and quantity of evil spirits, at least several times the evil energy of the animal skin last time.

However, the soul banner itself is much different. With one hundred more ghost soldiers, he can advance to the ninth level of Qi training.

The evil spirits stored in the soul banner (375/1000).

Now that Wen Yue has reached the fifth level of Qi training, his mastery of the soul flags has gone one step further.

After this battle, the control over the output of mana has also been improved, the flow of mana is more stable, and there will be no more consumption due to war.

Tu Shanjun gave Wen Yue some pointers on mana control at Dream Cliff. This thing is very important to the soul banner and him, so no matter how thick the basic mana of the banner master is, he must master this method first.

Now it seems that after all, I understand faster during the battle.

Although the situation is broken and the Yungu trap is broken, it does not mean that one can sit back and relax.

The Yuanling Sect has already killed five Qi practitioners in Nanyue Mountain, and Tu Shanjun is not sure what the sect behind them thinks.

I don’t know what the level of the strong men in the Yuanling Sect is.

After all, there will be monks who practice the Great Perfection of Qi, and maybe there will be great monks who build the foundation.

As for something more powerful, Tu Shanjun didn't dare to think about it.

Too powerful and intimidating.

He used to feel that he had knowledge of another world. Although his attitude had not changed much, he was actually arrogant deep down. He might have looked down upon others and felt that he was superior to others.

It's just that after meeting so many monks, whether they are demonic cultivators, righteous monks, sect monks or casual cultivators, in fact, people are still human in nature, and there is not much difference.

No matter how much knowledge you have seen, if it cannot be transformed into part of your strength, you can only cling to it and die.

He only lived a few years, just over twenty years.

It takes courage to admit that you are mediocre, and it also takes courage to admit that you, a time-traveler, are not as good as others.

The Qi Practitioner is already so powerful, let alone the even more powerful Foundation Establishment Monk.

You will be scared if you have never seen it, and you will also be scared because you are too weak.

After a long silence, Tu Shanjun's expression returned to calm. He had already paid the price for his ignorance, and because of this, he had to cherish the preciousness of 'living' even more.

'Strength is needed.'

The words condensed in gray mist appear on the black flag.

The soul flag has a main pole, and a rectangular piece of cloth that is only about two-thirds of the main pole hangs above it. This is the overall shape of the soul flag. It is so simple that it makes people not think of a magic weapon, and they think it is a soul-calling flag on a cemetery.

Wen Yue was slightly stunned. This was the first time that he saw his husband actively asking him to improve his strength.

Originally, because my husband was silent and only urged him to practice, he was somewhat ignored.

Tu Shanjun was also helpless. The death row prisoners in the prison were all mortals, and they would not become much stronger even after they died.

Moreover, there are loose cultivators in Liangdu who are keeping an eye on them. If entering and exiting the prison causes a large number of death row inmates to not die when they should be executed, it will also arouse suspicion.

After all, life is more important.

It was not easy for Tu Shanjun to talk to Wen Yue about this, so Wen Yue had a vague concept in this aspect.

Now I heard that Tushanjun asked the living soul to improve his strength, and it was inevitable that he would be shocked.

It's right to think about it. Now that they are facing a practicing sect, the pressure is really great.

He also carries his sect's blood curse, and maybe some monks from the Yuanling Sect will come to seek revenge.

The cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi training is really too low.

The only person he can rely on is his husband. Now that he is at the eighth level of Qi training, he must at least raise his strength to the eleventh level before he can protect himself.

Otherwise, the whole family should flee now and go as far away as possible.

Wen Yue shook his head to suppress this thought. He was also carrying a lot of things. If it was to save his life, he would not have broken through and become an innate grandmaster even though he knew he would die.

Since you don’t want to escape, then face it proactively.

"It's just that the Northern Wei Dynasty has shrunk its troops and there are not enough defenders at Tongguan." Wen Yue couldn't help but feel distressed. Without the evil spirit to generate souls, his strength would not be improved.

The war situation has become stable again. If we take the initiative to attack, if the army is defeated, Tongguan will be lost.

‘The Ghost King of Qingwen Mountain.’

Seeing the words on the soul flag, Wen Yue suddenly understood.

It turns out that the gentleman has already chosen a target.

He slapped his head violently, wondering how he had forgotten this.

When he came to Tongguan that day, the skeletal woman stopped him and named him the Big-Headed Ghost King of Qingwen Mountain.

I don’t know how strong the opponent is, but since he is the King of Ghosts, he must have gathered a large number of evil ghosts.

Tu Shanjun inside the soul flag narrowed his eyes slightly. Ghosts are similar to beasts, they all have their own territory.

Once you find one, you can find many others based on their sphere of influence and confession.

Both the Yuanling Sect and the Wuling Sect have monks who have entered the secular world, but judging from the way the immortal masters in Bafang counties and towns operate, he only takes care of one-third of an acre. If the evil ghost does not harm anyone and is reported, he will not delay himself.

of practice.

This person from the Yuanling Sect is mainly responsible for the battlefield, and should not be involved in much outside the battlefield.

After so many years, there must have been some ghosts that slipped through the net and escaped into the mountains.

Since he is called the Ghost King, he must have some strength. Maybe he is in the late stage of Qi training, or in the realm of perfection. If he is stronger, he may be in the foundation building stage.

Tu Shanjun was a little annoyed because Wen Yue killed him too quickly that day and forgot to ask the Bone Girl what kind of strength the Ghost King of Qingwen Mountain was and how his power was distributed.

This matter is not worth getting entangled with, let it go in the past, and just be more careful in the future.

Knowing the place, when the time comes, let Wen Yue remotely control the soul flag to input magic power, and he will go alone to meet the so-called big-headed ghost king.

As soon as I mentioned this idea to Wen Yue, Wen Yue immediately agreed. Strength will always have the final say, and Mr. Xiang has considered it carefully. If he is too close to the fifth level of Qi training, it will really hinder him.

Returning to Tongguan, Wen Yue unfolded the map and found the map general.

"General Gong, where is Qingwen Mountain?"

General Gong was slightly surprised: "Qingwen Mountain? General, Qingwen Mountain is a hundred miles away from Tongguan. There used to be several village markets, and the Qingwen Taoist Temple on the mountain was also quite efficacious. Since the Taoist priest disappeared, I heard that it was haunted.

, many people moved away from there, and it gradually became abandoned."

With that said, General Gong marked the location of Qingwen Mountain on the map.

After Geng Lie's death, An Nanbo was recuperating again, so all the soldiers only looked at Wen Yue with his horse's head.

Wen Yue is generous and doesn't push others, and he seems to be easy to get along with on weekdays. The most important thing is that he is powerful and an immortal master, so there is no need for them to confront each other.

Apart from being young, I really don’t have any other faults to fault.

As long as Wen Yue can lead them to win the war, they don't mind being led by young people. Everyone comes out with military merit, and no one wants to get into trouble by being idle.

In fact, everyone is waiting to see whether this man can withstand the pressure from Liang Du.

Wen Yue nodded slightly, took the map and went to his father-in-law.

Annan is recovering well, but he has not yet recovered from the pain of losing his son, and he seems very depressed.

After leaving for a few days, he felt relieved that Tongguan was all left to his old father-in-law.

Wen Yue did not summon his personal guards. If the three horses were transferred, they should be able to reach Qingwen Mountain very quickly.

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