Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

Time flies, and eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On a snowy night, Frost City was covered with a thick layer of snow, like a silver fortress, standing quietly on the edge of the Northern Territory.

Most of the monks in the city have returned home to avoid the cold, and there are few pedestrians on the streets. Only the occasional footsteps echo in the empty streets. On this quiet night, a team of Demon Abyss troops led by a demon general approached Frost City silently. They were clad in black armor and their faces were covered with hideous masks, revealing only two eyes that flashed with cruel light.

Three demon generals riding on huge night beasts and leading a large group of demon monks came quietly in the night. The leading demon general carried a huge demon sword on his back, with a strange black light flowing on the sword. He glanced coldly at the ice city in front of him, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"I didn't expect that in this remote northern region, there is a city of independent cultivators. Let's kill them tonight and leave no one alive!"

As the Demon General's orders were given, the army of the Demon Abyss rushed towards the gate of Frost City silently but swiftly like a torrent in the night. The sound of the night beasts' hooves and the monks' alarm bells rang almost simultaneously, breaking the long-standing tranquility of Frost City.

On the city wall, the monks quickly gathered, their faces filled with panic and despair. The Lord of Frost City, a white-haired old man, stood at the front and encouraged every monk with his mighty voice: "Children of Frost City, the time has come to defend our homeland and protect our loved ones!"

The monks responded in unison, and the magic weapons and spiritual tools in their hands flickered in the night. This battle was related to the survival of Frost City and could not be lost.

On the city wall, rays of magical light cut through the night sky, interweaving with the black torrent of the Demon Abyss army, forming a shocking picture.

The battle was extremely brutal. The army of the Demon Abyss was powerful. The sharp claws of the Night Demon Beasts and the magic swords of the Demon Generals tore open holes in the monks' defense line. However, the monks of Frost City did not retreat. Relying on their familiarity with the terrain and the power of teamwork, they repelled the army of the Demon Abyss time and time again.

However, as time went by, the Demonic Abyss army did not seem to lose momentum at all. Instead, more and more monsters emerged from the darkness, as if the night was their endless source. The monks of Frost City were brave and fearless, and they fought one after another, but their physical and spiritual strength were constantly being consumed, and the defensive formation on the city wall began to seem powerless.

At this critical moment of life and death, in a small courtyard in Frost City, the originally calm air suddenly became a little turbulent. Mingyue and Xue'er had already stood in the courtyard, staring at the fierce battle on the city wall in the distance, their eyes full of worry.

"Mingyue, it looks like our peaceful days are over." Xue'er sighed softly, then turned and looked at the closed door. That was where Li Mu was in seclusion. She hesitated in her heart whether she should disturb his practice.

"Should I tell the master about this situation?" Mingyue looked at Xue'er and asked hesitantly.

"Brother Li is refining a weapon. If we disturb him suddenly, he might fail!" Xue'er frowned, her eyes wandering between the bright moon and the battlefield in the distance. Finally, she shook her head and said firmly, "We can't let Brother Li's efforts go to waste, but we can't let the innocent cultivators of Frost City suffer a catastrophe."

"Mingyue, are you sure you can get rid of them? Why don't you let me do it?" Mingyue's mind moved, and she looked at Xue'er and suggested.

"Brother Li, let's keep a low profile!" Xue'er frowned and said hesitantly.

"Sister Xue'er, Mingyue just needs to ask his men to go and support us. I don't need to do it myself. It will be unnoticed by anyone and no one will discover me!" Mingyue smiled confidently and comforted Xue'er.

"Oh! Your men? If no one finds us and it doesn't affect Brother Li's refining, then you can go ahead and do it, but you must be careful." After a brief thought, Xue'er finally nodded, with a flash of determination in her eyes. At this moment, Frost City is on the brink of life and death, and they can't just watch it fall.

Hearing this, Mingyue curled up a confident smile, then closed her eyes and concentrated. Her figure flashed and turned into a stream of light. She disappeared in the shop and appeared in an empty dark alley in Hanbing City.

The next moment, Mingyue stretched out her hand and waved it, and a jade token emerged, with the palm facing up, as if it was pulling at some invisible force.

As the bright moon hummed softly, tiny ripples appeared in the air. Then, the spiritual pattern on the jade token gradually became more prominent, enlarging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually transformed into a phantom of a portal. It was the Tiankui Jade Token.

The jade gate formed by the Tiankui Jade Plate emitted a faint blue light, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding windy and snowy night.

Mingyue shouted in a low voice: "Come out, my puppet army!"

As the words fell, the light of the Heavenly Puppet Jade Plate shone brightly, and then a shocking scene occurred. From the light curtain, puppets of various shapes slowly walked out. Some of them held long swords, some carried huge shields, and some controlled various strange magic weapons. Each puppet exuded an aura that was not weaker than that of a cultivator of the Void Refining Realm. These puppets were the elite puppets that Mingyue had carefully refined over the years with the help of the Heavenly Puppet Plate.

After the large army of humanoid puppets appeared, next came a large number of small eight-legged spider puppets, tens of thousands of them. After they appeared, they immediately disappeared into the night and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the endless stream of puppets, Mingyue, the puppet spirit, moved her mind, and the puppet army quickly formed a formation as if under invisible command, rushed towards the city wall, and quickly advanced in the direction of the Demon Abyss army. The puppets carrying huge shields were arranged in front of the formation, ready to resist the upcoming fierce attack. The small eight-legged spider puppets shuttled like ghosts in the night, and they quietly rushed to the rear of the Demon Abyss army.

On the city wall, watching the army of the Demon Abyss rushing in like a tide, the human monks have fallen into the abyss of despair, and the defense line is shaky. However, at this moment, a strange collision sound suddenly sounded in the night sky, and then, an army composed of puppets of various forms appeared on the battlefield like a divine army descended from the sky, turning the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.

The monks on the city wall were stunned for a moment, and then burst into incredible cheers. They simply couldn't believe their eyes as they saw a large number of puppets continuously joining the battlefield, fighting for them and saving them from danger.

"Is this true? Am I dreaming?" A monk who was almost killed by a sword murmured in disbelief after being rescued.
"What is this? We are saved!"

"Sixth-level puppets, there are so many sixth-level puppets, is there a puppet master in the city?"

"So many puppets, great! Kill! Kill them quickly!"

"So strong!"

...The cheers on the city wall quickly spread throughout the entire Frost City. The monks, who were originally exhausted, desperate and helpless, seemed to be injected with new vitality at this moment. They bravely took the lead and fought side by side with the puppet army to resist the invasion of the Demon Abyss army.

The puppets holding long swords are like killing machines, with sharp sword skills, and each sword has the strength of a virtual sword cultivator; the puppets carrying huge shields are like indestructible fortresses, providing solid cover for the monks in the rear; and those small eight-legged spider puppets are like the gods of death in the night, silently shuttling among the army of the Demon Abyss. Although they are only at the fourth or fifth level, their lethality is the most terrifying. They appear out of nowhere, and once their eight legs hug the enemy, they will self-destruct.

For a moment, the army of the Demon Abyss was caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties.

Seeing the reversal of the situation on the battlefield, the face of the demon general Ti Yuan instantly became extremely gloomy. He did not expect that such a powerful puppet army was hidden in this remote Frost City. The strength of those puppets was not weaker than the elite of their Demon Abyss Army!
“Damn it! Where did these puppets come from? Find the puppeteer for me!” Ti Yuan roared, and the magic sword in his hand instantly burst into an even more intense black light. He rushed into the battlefield, intending to personally find out and destroy the mastermind behind controlling the puppet army.

However, Mingyue would not show up easily. She hid in the dark and used the power of the Heavenly Puppet Jade Plate to constantly adjust the formation of the puppet army to deal with the various attacks of the Demon Abyss Army. Under her command, those puppets seemed to have life, flexible and changeable, advancing and retreating according to their own reasons, causing the Demon General Ti Yuan and his army to fall into a difficult battle.

"Damn it! These puppets are so tricky!" Ti Yuan waved the magic sword in his hand, trying to destroy several puppets that were entangled with him at close range, but no matter how hard he tried, the three sixth-level combat puppets cooperated extremely tacitly, and they were always able to avoid fatal blows at critical moments, or counterattack with clever coordination, forcing him to retreat again and again.

"Commander, we are no longer able to take action. Our brothers have suffered heavy casualties. This puppet army is too difficult to handle. Let's retreat!"

"Commander, if this continues, I'm afraid we'll all die here!"

Many demon cultivators requested to retreat to Ti Yuan. Their eyes were filled with fear and despair. Faced with the puppet army that was not afraid of death and had a tacit coordination in formation, they had lost the courage and confidence to continue fighting.

Listening to the constant requests for retreat, the Demon General Ti Yuan was filled with helplessness and anger. He did not expect that he would fail in this remote town.

"Retreat!" Finally, Ti Yuan gritted his teeth and issued the order to retreat. He knew that if they continued, more Demon Abyss monks would be buried here.

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Upon hearing Ti Yuan's order, all the demon cultivators in Mo Yuan felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They began to retreat quickly, trying to escape from the battlefield that was shrouded by the puppet army.

However, Mingyue, who was observing all this secretly, would not let them go easily. With a thought, the puppet army that was originally scattered all over the battlefield seemed to have received an invisible command. They quickly adjusted their formation and launched a frantic pursuit of the retreating Demon Abyss army.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Mingyue stared coldly at the chaotic army of Demon Abyss in the distance, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Soon, under Mingyue's command, the puppet army launched a ruthless pursuit and encirclement of the Demon Abyss army like a hunting beast, using the puppet army's advantages to divide and surround them, and defeat them one by one.

As Mingyue's divine thoughts fluctuated, the puppets holding long swords quickly formed several elite teams, like sharp blades, cutting into the retreat route of the Demon Abyss army. These teams were flexible and maneuverable, using the terrain and the night as cover to continuously raid and harass the Demon Abyss army, making the retreat of the Demon Abyss army chaotic.

At the same time, the puppet carrying the huge shield built a
They formed a solid line of defense to prevent the Demon Abyss army from counterattacking. They were like a moving fortress, firmly blocking the Demon Abyss army's retreat and putting the Demon Abyss army in a dilemma.

A large number of eight-legged small spider puppets took advantage of their strong concealment and quick action. They shuttled through the night like ghosts, silently approaching the flanks and rear of the Demon Abyss army. Once they found the right opportunity, they would each look for a suitable target and explode together with it, causing huge casualties to the Demon Abyss army.

Under Mingyue's careful command, the puppet army seemed to form a huge spider web, trapping the Demon Abyss army firmly inside it. The Demon Abyss army suffered countless casualties under the hunting of the puppet army, and its morale was extremely low.

"The army releases the magic domain, condenses into a formation, and waits for reinforcements. I have already sent a message to the Demon Lord, waiting for him to rescue us!" Ti Yuan shouted loudly in the chaos, trying to stabilize the morale of the army.

At this time, only by relying on the collective strength of the Demon Abyss army can there be a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation. Following Ti Yuan's orders, the remaining demon cultivators exerted their own magic domains one after another, and the magic power intertwined to form twisted magic domains to resist the crazy offensive of the puppet army.

Mingyue stood in the dark, observing all this coldly. She was not in a hurry, but continued to control the puppet army through the Tiangui Jade Plate, maintaining her strong oppression on the Demon Abyss army, continuously consuming the Demon Abyss army's physical strength and magic power, and accurately striking the Demon Abyss army's vital points, causing their magic domain formation to be broken repeatedly, making it difficult for them to form an effective defense.

Watching the Demon Abyss army being defeated under the fierce attack of the puppet army and their numbers decreasing, the surviving human monks on the Frost City Wall cheered and rejoiced, tears welling up in their eyes as they were grateful. They had never seen such a shocking battle. These puppet armies seemed to be guardian gods sent from heaven, saving them from danger.

"What a powerful puppet master! The skill of commanding the puppet army to fight is simply the art of war!"

"Yes! This is a real strong man. It is no problem for him to fight against ten thousand alone!"

"Under the master's command, so many puppets seem to come alive, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, cooperating seamlessly, it's really an eye-opener!"

"Too amazing, Lord City Lord, who is this puppet master?"

"If it weren't for the Puppet Master who rescued us in time today, we would have died long ago!"

……

On the city wall, the monks' exclamations came one after another. They witnessed the whole process of Mingyue manipulating the puppet army and were all shocked and impressed.

At this moment, a strong wave suddenly came from the distant sky. It was the response from the Demon Lord. Ti Yuan was delighted, knowing that reinforcements were coming. As long as they could hold on until the reinforcements arrived, they would have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

"Hold on! The Demon Lord is coming soon!" Ti Yuan shouted to his subordinates, trying to boost morale. However, his voice seemed so weak amid the roar of explosions. (End of this chapter)