Chapter 619: Yuxiao Sect rebels, Yuan Li is in danger

Chapter 619: Yuxiao Sect rebels, Yuan Li is in danger

After the two younger generations of the family began to retreat, Song Qingyu, who had already collected the materials for refining magic weapons, also entered his retreat cave after some preparation and began to refine his own life magic weapon.

For a Jindan cultivator who has just successfully formed a pill, the life magic weapon can be said to be a crucial thing.

Before refining her own life magic weapon, Song Qingyu's fighting skills can only be stronger than those of ordinary fake pill cultivators, and cannot be compared with a real Jindan cultivator, so she needs to hurry up to complete the refining of her life magic weapon.

After leaving Song Qingyu in Funiu Mountain to refine her life magic weapon, Song Qingming quickly returned to Tuoyun Mountain with Huang Siyuan, and the couple also entered a retreat to practice.

A year later, outside a small market on the front line of Lu State, a team of carriages and horses slowly drove in and stopped at the entrance of the market.

Several yellow-robed Qi-refining monks guarding the door looked at a blue-robed middle-aged man walking out from the front of the convoy from a distance, and immediately walked out of the market formation to stop him.

Seeing the two yellow-robed monks coming over, the middle-aged man on the convoy hurriedly stepped forward and smiled and bowed, saying: "Two Taoist friends, we are delivering supplies from Jinhu Mountain!"

"Do you have a pass token?" The yellow-robed monk heard this and did not respond to the other party, but asked the other party directly with a cautious face.

"Oh! Yes, yes."

After hearing what the other party said, the middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand and took out a white jade card from his storage bag, and handed it to the yellow-robed monk in front of him with a careful face.

After getting the jade card, the yellow-robed monk did not care about the person standing in front of him, and quickly cast a spell to detect the jade card in his hand, and returned it to the blue-robed middle-aged man after confirming that it was correct.

"Okay! Come in with me."

After saying that, the yellow-robed monk turned and walked towards the market. Soon, the entire convoy, led by the middle-aged man in blue robe, entered the market.

The battle between Lingyin Sect and "Tianhai League" has been going on for nearly three years. Almost every day, a large number of spiritual objects are consumed on the front battlefield. If it were not for the support of more than a dozen large and small sects in the surrounding countries, Lingyin Sect alone would not be able to support such a war.

But for them, there is no way to do this. "Tianhai League" has developed rapidly in recent years, and its ambition to expand to the north is getting bigger and bigger. If Lingyin Sect cannot stop them, when Lu is occupied by the other party, other surrounding countries will sooner or later suffer.

In this situation of lips and teeth being cold, the major sects nearby can only unite together and fully support Lingyin Sect to resist the attack of "Tianhai League".

This small market in the south of Lu is one of the transit stations for Lingyin Sect to transport materials to the front line. Most of the monks stationed there are monks from surrounding countries who came to support.

The immortal cultivation families under the Lingyin Sect would send the collected spiritual rice, elixirs, magic tools, spiritual talismans and other strategic materials to the transit markets on time every once in a while.

After the market has finished counting and sorting, the cultivators stationed here will escort them directly to the frontline battlefield.

In a meeting hall in the middle of the market, a monk in yellow walked in quickly, bowed to several foundation-building cultivators in the hall and said, "Dear seniors, the materials from Jinhu Mountain have been transported, and Brother Luo and his men are counting and storing them."

An old man in yellow robes at the ninth level of foundation building, who was sitting at the top, nodded slightly after hearing the report from the person who came, and said, "Well! Send them back after the inventory is done, and then pack all the materials needed for the front line and send them directly to Fengguyuan in two days."

After hearing the instructions of the old man in yellow robes, the Qi-refining cultivator who came to report hurriedly responded, and then slowly retreated.

After the other party left, the old man in yellow robe turned his eyes again, glanced at the two foundation-building monks sitting in the conference hall, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Song, Fellow Daoist Li, this trip of supplies is more important, so I'll trouble you two to go!"

Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue, who were sitting on the side, heard this and immediately stood up and bowed and said: "Please rest assured, Fellow Daoist Xu, I will definitely not fail in your mission!"

"Haha! Both of you are young and promising people, and you have taken turns to go to the front battlefield. With you all working together, I believe there will be no problems."

After Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue took on this task, they confirmed the details and time of the transportation with the other party, and then left the conference hall.

After coming to the front line of Lu to support for a year, Song Yuanli and his team spent most of their time guarding the market behind the front line to transport supplies to the front battlefield. Occasionally, when the front battlefield was short of manpower, they would take turns to go to the front battlefield to fight directly against the enemy.

This situation is the same as when Song Qingming came to the frontline of Lu State for support. The overall combat effectiveness of these cultivators recruited from the vassal families below is naturally much worse than that of the cultivators from the big sects of Lingyin Sect.

Therefore, they are generally not forced to go to the frontline battlefield. They only need to transport supplies, guard important strongholds such as the market and mines in the rear, and deal with the cultivators who infiltrate and attack from the "Tianhai League".

Of course, doing some guarding or logistics transportation tasks in the rear is safer, but the merits that can be earned will be much less. Some cultivators who are eager to earn merits to exchange for the spiritual objects they want can also take the initiative to apply to go to the frontline battlefield at any time.

Over the past year, many monks including Song Yuanli who came from the Song family territory have either applied for it or been recruited by the front line. Many of them have taken turns to fight on the front line.

In such a large-scale war full of dangers, even if you hide in the rear market to protect the market and transport supplies, you can't completely avoid these dangers.

In the market where Song Yuanli and others are stationed, the monks who transport supplies to the front line have been attacked several times by monks infiltrated by the "Tianhai League" in the past year.

Meng Xuanzhang, another foundation-building monk from Pingyang County who came with Song Yuanli, was very unlucky to be targeted by the enemy when he was transporting a batch of supplies to the front line not long ago, and was attacked by several foundation-building monks at once.

After a big battle, although Meng Xuanzhang saved his life, he was also seriously injured and is still in seclusion to heal his wounds.

If the nearby foundation-building cultivators had not received the distress signal and rushed to support in time, Meng Xuanzhang, who was alone facing the siege of three foundation-building cultivators, would probably have been more than just injured.

The battlefield is ruthless, and the war in the world of immortal cultivation is the same. More than 200 people have fallen on the battlefield in the past year. Many cultivators with more serious injuries have been sent back to the rear in advance to take a large flying boat back to Weiguo for treatment.

However, after more than a year of training, these cultivators who went to the Lu Kingdom thousands of miles away have more or less grown up.

In this kind of large battlefield, the battle between cultivators is different from hunting monsters. The enemies you face are all strangers. You can't know what powerful magical powers the other party will have in advance and respond. If you want to survive in such a place, it is still the cultivator's own strength and ability to respond on the battlefield that are tested.

The next morning, Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue, who had prepared everything, checked the supplies and quickly set off with dozens of Qi-refining monks and more than a dozen large animal carts to the Fengguyuan front thousands of miles away.

A year ago, Lingyin Sect suffered a great defeat in the battle with the "Tianhai League" because of underestimating the enemy. In one battle, thousands of monks were lost, including many foundation-building disciples. Even two of Lingyin Sect's elders, Jin, were injured in that battle.

As a result, Lingyin Sect almost lost Fengguyuan, an important stronghold guarding the southern gate of Lu State. Fortunately, the monks from the sects of several neighboring countries arrived at the front line in time to support and slowly stabilize the battlefield situation.

In addition to guarding the market and receiving and sorting the supplies sent from the rear, the most common task Song Yuanli and his team received in the past year was to transport supplies to the Fengguyuan front line.

At this moment, Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue, who were in the middle of the convoy in the market, were sitting together drinking tea and chatting, without much tension on their faces.

Since Meng Xuanzhang was attacked by the infiltrated enemy monks last time, the people in charge of the market management, after some discussion, decided to change the next task of transporting materials to two foundation-building monks.

Song Yuanli has broken through to the seventh level of foundation-building, and Li Chengyue is also a master who has reached the sixth level of foundation-building. The two of them escorted this batch of materials together. Even if they encounter two or three foundation-building monks from the other side, they can basically deal with it by themselves and don’t have to be afraid of anything.

After the convoy went about a few hundred miles in the direction of Fengguyuan, it was always safe and sound. Just when everyone in the convoy relaxed a little, several figures suddenly appeared in front of them and rushed towards them.

"Dear Taoist friends, I am Yu Zitong of Lingyin Sect. There is an enemy attack!" The voice had already reached Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue who were in the car before the person arrived.

Looking up, they saw that it was their own people being chased by the enemy. Song Yuanli and the other two on the beast cart were also surprised immediately, and hurriedly took out the magic weapon and walked out of the car to prepare for the enemy.

Looking at the Lingyin Sect monks being chased by several "Tianhai League" in mid-air, "Fellow Daoist Song, it's really strange. Why are the people of Tianhai League so bold recently? They have been attacking our people in the rear one after another."

Since Song Yuanli and his team came to the front line of Lu State, the situation on the front battlefield is still relatively disadvantageous, unable to counterattack the "Tianhai League" to drive the other party out of Lu State territory and end the war, but at least the situation on the battlefield has gradually stabilized.

Especially in the past few months, the scale of the fighting on the front battlefield has been much smaller, far less intense than when they first came. Song Yuanli and his team even have some feelings that this war seems to be about to end.

Because when they came, Song Yuanfang had said that no matter who went on this expedition, as long as they stayed on the front line for a full year, they could return to Wei State for rotation and rest.

Now they have been in the ancient country for almost a year. It is estimated that in one or two months at most, when the large flying boat to Weiguo is ready, they can return to Qinghe County together to rest.

Just now, when chatting with Li Chengyue, Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue said that after returning to Qinghe County, they must find an opportunity to have a good drink in the "Chiyanfang". Unexpectedly, they would encounter a battle at this critical moment.

"Fortunately, there are two people on the other side. Fellow Daoist Li, let's go to rescue them first!"

After hearing the doubts in Li Chengyue's mouth, Song Yuanli nodded with a complicated expression, and without much hesitation, the two of them stepped on the flying sword and took the initiative to go to the front to meet the Lingyin Sect monk.

Seeing that someone had really come to support them, and their cultivation was higher than theirs, the two mid-stage foundation-building cultivators from the "Tianhai League" who were chasing them from behind looked at each other halfway, then suddenly turned their swords and retreated quickly.

"Don't run, thief, come and fight me if you have the guts!"

Seeing that the other party had retreated so decisively before fighting with them, Li Chengyue, who was about to fight, suddenly showed a bit of sneer on his face. When he was about to chase the other party, he was stopped by the Lingyin Sect cultivator who had just saved his life.

"Two Taoist friends! Don't chase forward. There are at least dozens of enemy cultivators over there. It's too dangerous ahead!"

"Daoist, you are right! This is already the rear of Fengguyuan. How could such a large number of foundation-building cultivators appear on the other side?"

Hearing the words of the Lingyin Sect cultivator, Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue, who were about to stop the other two, were slightly shocked and immediately stopped their pursuit.

Over the past year, the market where Song Yuanli and his team were located had been attacked several times by monks infiltrated by the "Tianhai League" when transporting supplies.

However, in order to facilitate the dispersed retreat, the other party was basically three or four people, and at most five or six people. There had never been a large number of monks appearing together. Moreover, this place was only a few hundred miles away from Fengguyuan. Something was obviously wrong.

The Lingyin Sect cultivator took out a healing pill and swallowed it. He took a breath and then slowly said:

"You two fellow Taoists don't know that I am Wang Jingde. Today, I received an order from the sect elders and was ordered to go to Zipeng Mountain with a fellow senior brother to contact the Yuxiao Sect cultivators there.

As soon as we arrived at Zipeng Mountain, we found a large number of Tianhai League cultivators nearby. Only then did we know that the people of Yuxiao Sect suddenly rebelled and surrendered to the enemy. Seeing this, the two of us hurriedly fled. Brother Ding unfortunately died on the way. I was lucky to escape here."

"What did you say? The people of Yuxiao Sect rebelled. What's going on?"

If Song Yuanli and the others were still a little confused when they just learned about the matter, when they heard the news of the rebellion of Yuxiao Sect, they were only shocked at this moment!

The "Yuxiao Sect" mentioned by Wang Jingde was originally a Jindan sect of a small country in the south of Lu State. It was not very powerful and had always been a vassal of Lingyin Sect.

Since the "Tianhai League" invaded the immortal cultivation world of the Floating Cloud Mountains to the north, the country where the "Yuxiao Sect" was located two hundred years ago had been captured by the "Tianhai League". The "Yuxiao Sect" monks, who had lost their own Lingshan and the land of survival, could only retreat to the territory of Lu.

In recent years, the "Yuxiao Sect" monks have been on the southern border of Lu, helping the Lingyin Sect to resist the powerful "Tianhai League". They also want to regain the Lingshan territory they once lost all the time. The two sides can be regarded as a relationship of sharing weal and woe.

Although the front-line battlefield of the Lingyin Sect barely withstood the pressure of the "Tianhai League", the strength of both sides is still at a clear disadvantage. The front-line can only rely on the mountain protection formation for defense, and it is completely unable to counterattack.

At this time, the "Yuxiao Sect" suddenly rebelled and directly let the "Tianhai League" monks in from the side, which is bound to affect the situation of the entire front-line battlefield. Song Yuanli and the others who learned of this news also changed their faces and immediately felt the seriousness of the matter.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, have you informed the frontline of this matter?"

"Don't worry, I sent a sound transmission note to the sect when the incident happened. The sect should have known about it by now!"

"Fellow Daoist Song, according to what Fellow Daoist Wang said, the front may have been occupied by enemy cultivators. Should we continue to move forward now?" Li Chengyue nodded slightly to Wang Jingde, and then turned his eyes to Song Yuanli on the side.

Being responsible for escorting supplies to the front line on time is also an important task for these cultivators stationed in the rear market on the front line. If there is no special situation and there is no delay, these foundation-building cultivators responsible for escorting will also be held responsible afterwards.

Li Chengyue is just a cultivator of the foundation-building family under the Song family. Naturally, it is not easy for him to make decisions for Song Yuanli on this matter, so he can only ask him directly.

Seeing this, Wang Jingde immediately said anxiously: "Now the front is full of traitors from the Tianhai League and Yuxiao Sect. I advise you two to retreat together quickly. If you go forward, you may directly run into the enemy's army of cultivators.

You two Taoist friends saved my life. I really don't want to see you go to die. Please trust me once."

Seeing that the situation was so critical at the moment, Song Yuanli did not hesitate too much. After thinking for a moment, he immediately nodded and agreed: "Daoyou Li, quickly tell everyone to retreat. Let's retreat to the market first. Daoyou Wang, I see that you are not lightly injured. You should accompany us!"

"Okay, then I will retreat with you two Taoist friends!" Wang Jingde bowed to Song Yuanli and the others with gratitude.

After the three returned to the convoy, they had just organized everyone to turn around and retreat less than a few miles, but they didn't expect that several escape lights appeared in the distant sky ahead and chased the convoy directly.

Song Yuanli and the other two took a closer look and discovered that the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the "Tianhai League" who had just retreated had returned, and there were two more Foundation Establishment cultivators beside them, one of whom was a powerful cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage whose cultivation had reached the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

Seeing this, Song Yuanli frowned, and then shouted to the many monks below: "There is an enemy attack, Changping quickly organize everyone to form a formation to repel the enemy!"

After hearing the order, the more than 40 Qi Refining monks who came with the convoy immediately took out their own magic tools and formed a protective formation.

Among them, more than a dozen Qi Refining monks with higher cultivation, each of them also held a golden formation flag in their hands. After a spell, the formation flags in their hands immediately emitted a golden light, and quickly gathered in the air to form a golden tiger whose pressure was not inferior to that of the foundation-building monks.

This golden tiger was formed by a powerful second-grade lower formation, controlled by more than a dozen Qi Refining monks in the late stage, and could compete with a Foundation Establishment monk in a short time.

The four people of the "Tianhai League" came quickly, and they were above the convoy in just a moment. Seeing this, Song Yuanli and the other two immediately flew up and intercepted the other three Foundation Establishment monks in the air first, and the remaining one was blocked by the golden tiger controlled by the more than a dozen Qi Refining monks.

The two sides soon fought together, and soon the entire battlefield was filled with the fierce sounds of cultivators fighting.

Song Yuanli and Li Chengyue were facing opponents with similar cultivation levels to them. After dozens of rounds of fighting, although they were slightly at a disadvantage, they did not suffer too much.

Wang Jingde's cultivation level was only the fourth level of foundation building, and because he had been seriously injured in the previous battle, he soon fell into a disadvantage when facing an opponent at the sixth level of foundation building. Fortunately, there were more than a dozen Qi training cultivators around him to help him, so he barely avoided a quick defeat.

In another battlefield, the "Tianhai League" cultivator at the third level of foundation building fought back and forth against the golden tiger summoned by the second-level formation. Both sides seemed to be unable to do anything to each other for a while.

However, as the battle continued, the pressure felt by the Qi training cultivators who held the formation flags to control the golden tiger was getting greater and greater.

Just when several battlefields were temporarily deadlocked, several rays of light suddenly flew over from the horizon, all of them were enemy monks wearing clothes of "Tianhai League" monks.

Song Yuanli felt something was wrong when he saw it, and immediately sent the order to disperse and escape from the many Qi Refining monks below.

Then the three foundation-building monks in the sky each used their magical powers to quickly get rid of their opponents, directly dropped the supplies below, and each chose a direction to escape from here.

"Haha! Junior Brother Liu, don't worry about those Qi Refining monks for now, the good things must be on those foundation-building monks, let's not waste time here!"

The several "Tianhai League" foundation-building monks in the sky saw that Song Yuanli and his men wanted to escape, so they didn't care about the Qi Refining monks below who had been defeated and began to flee desperately, and immediately quickly followed the direction where Song Yuanli and his men left and dispersed and chased them.

After Song Yuanli escaped alone for more than ten miles, he looked back and saw that the eighth-level foundation-building cultivator from the "Tianhai League" who had just fought with him had quickly caught up with him. He immediately felt that the situation was not good.

Although the cultivation level of this late-stage foundation-building cultivator from the "Tianhai League" was not much different from his, the gourd-shaped flying magic weapon under his feet was quite sophisticated, and his speed was obviously much faster than Song Yuanli's.

Even though Song Yuanli had already used all his strength to drive the second-level inferior flying boat under his feet, he still couldn't easily get rid of the opponent for a while. (End of this chapter)