My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Chapter 461 People cannot be consumed by consumables
The soldiers’ morale was surging on the spirit boat.

It sank to the bottom when the formation was broken.

Most people walked out of the Shura Field.

Some people, like Huo Xiu, became Shuras themselves in middle age.

Seeing a stronghold that looked like a slaughterhouse, it was inevitable that one would be hit on the head with a hammer, stabbed in the heart with swords, have pepper spray poured into the eyes, have a huge rock pressed on the chest, and have hot oil poured into the throat...

A meaningless but heart-wrenching cry came from someone's mouth first.

Human ways of venting emotions are useless at this moment.

The talent of animals is to release a flood of emotions.

Shen Qingyun froze in mid-air.

The vision is not focused.

In the field of vision, all the Qinwu people rushed into the stronghold howling like beasts.

He didn't go.

Pinch your nose with your thumb and index finger to drive away the sour feeling.

Blink and cut off the senses that affect your reason.

He took a few deep breaths and suppressed the fury that he had always been firmly against.

"Being manic is useless..."

"Incompetent rage."

"To lose your cool is to lose your mind."

"To lose one's mind is to destroy oneself."

"Just stay calm for a while, take a step back...Fuck you!"

Close your eyes.

Open your eyes.

Take one last look at the place where your compatriots died.

Shen Qingyun turned around and returned to the spirit boat.

"Senior layman..."

"You Chu and Han people like to kill people, right?"

"Uh, we..."

"There are many things more terrible than murder."

Watching the monk enter the cabin, the nine amateur sword practitioners were stunned and silent.

"It feels like the layman has changed?"

"Is it because too many Qin Wu people died?"

"Senior, you were once a master of millions of swords, how could you be so sentimental? You are mistaken."

"That was in the past. Now I feel that the lay Buddhists are cultivating their minds and tempers..."

"It's time to say it, this is what sword cultivation is like!"

……

The cabin is quiet.

All I could hear was the sound of the brush strokes on the paper.

The brushstrokes sounded great.

Like chopping corn bones with a machete as thick as a palm.

Very crispy too.

Like cutting a cucumber with a knife.

Occasionally, there is a rustling sound caused by the extremely fast pen movement, which makes one's scalp tingle.

Gugu squatted at the other end of the table, hugged his knees with his short hands, and looked at the young master timidly.

She had never seen such a young master.

Huo Xiu pushed the door open and saw Xiao Shen's back as he wrote furiously.

"you……"

Hoarse voice.

As soon as he said the word "you", Shen Qingyun put down his pen and stood up.

Huo Xiu glanced at the table and saw nothing on it.

He looked at Shen Qingyun deeply, but found nothing.

Maybe this is the discovery.

"lets go."

"Ok."

The spirit boat went north.

With the protective shield in place, no one can hear the sound of breaking air.

But the plump clouds outside the window were torn into long, flowing clouds by the extreme speed of the spirit boat.

Even though it was so fast, Huo Xiu's anxiety could not be erased.

Others could not see his anxiety, they only felt that Huo Xiu's face was as cold as ice that had been there for thousands of years.

"I've been searching for a long time, but there's nothing alive!"

"Most of it is massacre!"

"No body was collected, sir, the sir said not to collect it..."

"There are about a hundred monks' bodies..."

"Revenge. If I don't take revenge, I'm not a human being!"

……

"Who are you seeking revenge on?" Shen Qingyun asked.

Liu Yipin bit his teeth until they bled: "That group of Chu and Han monks!"

"What did they do wrong?"

Everyone in the room was stunned. They turned around and looked at Shen Qingyun.

Shen Qingyun looked at the faces that were about to be swallowed by grief.

“It’s that world that’s wrong.”

"Brother Shen..."

"Don't call him."

"Can……"

Du Kui did not speak until Shen Qingyun's back disappeared, then he sighed softly...

But still no explanation.

But in his mind...

Brother Shen went to the country across the sea again.

This time there was no Teacher Lu, no Prince Qin circling the pillar, and the blood was gushing out, so I couldn’t see anything clearly.

General's cabin.

It is extremely difficult to control your emotions, especially when this happens.

Huo Xiu had no interest in concentrating. He sat there with his back hunched, in a daze.

The two generals had stopped crying long ago.

Tears still flow from time to time.

We both left Qinwu, but less than half a month later, we were separated forever.

Even if they were mentally prepared, they couldn't accept it.

“This is the world of cultivating immortals!”

"How ridiculous! I thought the world of immortal cultivation was peaceful..."

……

Jingtian wiped away his tears and felt dazed.

"If I didn't have the old man in charge..."

Liu Feihuang felt this even more strongly, so much so that at this moment, he was not only in a trance, but his face was also turning pale.

Imagine.

If there were no ugly people and birds.

The worst case scenario on the right side is that Qin Wu would miss the opportunity with the Chu-Han monks and be gone.

In a slightly better situation, he would lead his men in a desperate pursuit, catch up with the enemy, and then die.

"Old, old man..."

Huo Xiu looked at Liu Feihuang coldly.

"Then, that Qinglian hermit..."

"You can call him Brother Shen."

"So his last name is..."

Liu Feihuang's voice suddenly stopped and his body began to shake.

Sudden.

Huo Xiu stood up.

Close your eyes.

Open it again.

"Caught up."

The generals began to rub their faces very hard.

After rubbing, he stood up and filed out, and saw Shen Qingyun standing alone at the bow of the spirit boat.

The generals did not know his true identity.

Liu Feihuang's eyes were extremely complicated.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that the senior who could kill cultivators of the fourth realm as easily as cutting melons was actually a close friend of his son.

"We can get ready now. We still have another 4,000 miles to go. They have discovered us too."

Huo Xiu stepped forward upon hearing this, and tried to look for a while, but found nothing. Just as he was about to ask a question, he noticed Shen Qingyun's eyes...

It was like a battlefield with swords and sabers.

His heart suddenly tightened!
"A fight between divine consciousness?"

Four thousand miles away?!
Shen Qingyun's eyes, which were as bright as the sun, soon dimmed.

After blinking to ease the discomfort, he continued, "The enemy has stopped. Let's go around and set up a formation."

"it is good."

Who is this person?

The generals looked at each other in confusion.

Although he said he was going around the front, Shen Qingyun only went around for ten miles.

This distance is equivalent to touching the face.

At this distance, a fourth-level master can easily cover the distance with a killing blow.

The other party didn't make any move.

The spirit boat community was filled with Chu and Han monks.

There was either pride or expectation written on his face.

There are also those who are not good at hiding their thoughts and write about bloodthirsty cruelty.

All the generals of Qin Wu had no expression on their faces.

His eyes were like knives, scraping across every face.

Huo Xiu didn't look at these people.

He stared into Shen Qingyun's eyes.

Shen Qingyun didn't look at those people either.

His sight was fixed on a void where there was nothing.

Huo Xiu looked there and realized that was the spirit boat where the three war gods were.

"Dugu Xiaoyao."

Nine amateur sword practitioners from the Xiaoxian Sword Sect appeared in response.

"May I ask what you want me to do? We will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

On the Chu-Han Five Realms Spirit Boat.

Han Fu stood at the bow of the boat, holding up the photo stone in his hand, tracking and photographing the Five Realms Spirit Boat of Chu and Han.

"Come in!"

"Your Excellency..."

"I'll let you in!"

Seeing his father angry, Han Fu curled his lips and turned to go into the cabin.

As soon as I entered the cabin, I was startled.

In his eyes, the Mao God of War vomited blood from time to time, and his old face was paler than paper.

"I didn't expect Qin Wu to have such a high level of talent..."

Han Fei frowned and said, "Fifth Realm cultivator?"

Mao Shaofu shook his head and said, "He doesn't use any techniques at all, he just uses force to overwhelm others. If we only look at the strength of his soul, I'm afraid he is at the late fifth realm."

"Haha, Mr. Mao is too modest," Liu Zongzheng shook his head and laughed, "the other party just took advantage of the unexpected situation."

Mao Shaofu was silent.

Han Fei asked: "Who is that person? Have you found out?"

Upon hearing this, Mao Shaofu sent out his divine sense, intending to look for someone...

"Wait a minute," Han Fei, who had always been paying attention to the outside world, smiled coldly, "Just because you can use a sword, does that mean you are a sword cultivator?"

The words fell...

Dozens of sword lights arrogantly crossed several miles of void and rushed straight towards them.

Liu Zongzheng glanced at them and said speechlessly: "Don't be nervous. The four realms alone cannot break my spirit..."

Click!

puff!
Bang!
Whoosh!
Zheng!
……

The different sounds come from the different postures of the flying sword when breaking through the spirit boat's defense.

The Chu and Han people were about to laugh at the Qin warriors' stupidity of showing off their military power in vain...

A five-realm spirit boat suddenly appeared in the empty space.

To be precise, it is a Five Realms Spirit Boat filled with flying swords.

The damage to the spirit boat was minimal.

It's extremely insulting.

Han Fei and the other two war gods appeared at the bow of the boat, staring coldly at the Qin Wu Lingzhou.

There were only two people on the bow of the boat over there.

One old, one ugly, both were calm.

"That old man is a threat," Han Fei narrowed his eyes and transmitted his voice, "I heard that two body cultivators went to Beizhou before, and one of them might be him."

Liu Zongzheng said calmly: "There is only one fifth realm... Who is that ugly man?"

Mao Shaofu's eyes were filled with resentment.

Unfortunately, after looking at Shen Qingyun for a long time, he was ignored by the other party.

"That's him," Mao Shaofu took a deep breath, "He shouldn't be from Qinwu. Be careful."

Liu Zong was looking at Shen Qingyun. His spiritual sense couldn't see anything, but what he could confirm with his naked eyes was that the ugly man was very young.

"So young, yet with such terrifying spiritual power..." He looked at Han Fei, "Han Tingwei?"

Han Fei pondered and said, "Be patient and wait for them to fight."

"Why?"

"The army of the underdog will win. We won't accept this wave."

What this means is that by sacrificing the lives of more than a thousand monks in front, we will surely win the battle by defeating Qin Wu's desperate army.

Upon hearing this, Mao and Liu thought this was a good idea.

"Let's wear them down a bit," Mao Shaofu sneered, "and then we'll attack... It's a pity for Chu Xun and the other guy... Well, it's not a pity at all."

As long as there is no ugly person, the two Chu Xun brothers can accomplish things.

But the ugly man standing there became an almost insurmountable barrier for Chu Xun and the others.

"I'm afraid the two of them were also kidnapped by Qin Wu!"

The plan to kill Qin Wu failed.

The three war gods didn't take it to heart. They didn't mind doing it themselves.

"If it's possible not to kill that person, then don't kill him, to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Seeing Han Fei's additional sentence, the two war gods understood it well and nodded slowly.

The two sides met.

Complete pre-match communication.

The morale of the Qin warriors soared as if they had reached spirits.

With a gust of acceleration, the spirit boat cleared three thousand miles of space and landed.

"Set up the formation!"

The total number of elite soldiers is no more than 1,500.

There are also four small realms of twenty.

One of the five realms.

The Immortal-Breaking Crossbow has less than two hundred arrows.

Eight Zhuxian crossbow arrows.

Outside the Qin Wu army, there were two friendly troops.

The first one is the Law Department, led by Huo Xiu.

Another...

one person.

A bird.

A piece of wood.

Nine Swordsmen.

Shen Qingyun sent a message to report the news.

"Three thousand miles."

"Two thousand miles."

"A thousand miles."

Five hundred miles away, Huo Xiu looked towards Jingtian, the central army.

Jingtian took a deep breath and roared to the sky!

"

Wearing black armor and carrying a red sword, I will fight with you. The road ahead is long!

We are united against the enemy, and share life and death. I will fight with you, and my heart will not be tired!
I will tread on the immortal land and chase away foreign invaders. I will fight with you and sing fearlessly!

"

The war song pulled another cloud over from the sky.

The clouds are not as gray as before.

Red like the blood of comrades.

Black as revenge.

The army took five steps forward.

The flying swords around Jiujian Xiushen couldn't help but start to tremble.

Dugu Xiaoyao's old face turned red with shame.

"You have flying swords that can even destroy a fifth-level spirit boat..."

Are you afraid that a mere war song won’t do?
He suppressed it fiercely, but it was useless, so he took a deep breath...

"

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming.

The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor.

……

"

Shen Qingyun followed the side of the army and walked slowly.

He doesn't feel deeply about the battle song now.

The poems of the Immortal Poet are particularly in line with his mood at the moment.

“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.”

Whisper softly.

The enemy is five hundred miles away.

Shen Qingyun paused.

Bend your knees slightly.

Bang!
The man turned into an arrow and flew away.

"grown ups!"

When Du Kui spoke anxiously.

Shen Qingyun had long disappeared.

Huo Xiu suppressed the ripples in his heart and said coldly: "Work hard."

The nine amateur sword practitioners stared blankly at the void ahead, their hearts surging, but they could not find the right words to describe the scene of Master Qinglian walking alone.

"You don't think..."

"Probably not. This is just a small scene for lay Buddhists."

“Alas, although I have not yet mastered the way of the sword, but… I have a deeper feeling for the poem that the layman has passed on!”

……

Five hundred miles are reached in an instant.

Seeing a man on Qin Wu's spiritual boat blocking the way, the Chu and Han cultivators were more puzzled than mocking.

"What does this mean?"

"I don't know..."

"Humph, just trying to be mysterious. I'll take him away!"

……

A monk flew out of the spiritual boat, sneered and shouted: "You little thief, die!"

Shen Qingyun didn't look at the person coming. He lightly flicked his middle finger, and the cultivator flew back and crashed into the spirit boat.

"Haha, my friend, don't underestimate the enemy. It's better to be safe than sorry..."

Bang!
As the cultivators laughed, fellow Daoist Dong, who had climbed up from the deck, exploded into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

Flesh and blood are like arrows.

Pierce through the spirit boat's shield upwards.

Punch through the deck of the spirit boat.

Around them, more than thirty monks turned into a human hornet's nest.

"Stop!"

It was about to knock Shen Qingyun's group of spirit boats away, but it stopped immediately.

At this moment, most of the eyes falling on Shen Qingyun were filled with surprise and doubt.

The battlefield before.

They have seen blood and flesh flying everywhere, and seen the body cultivators self-destruct their blood and qi...

But I have never seen this method.

The three war gods watched this scene silently.

"Methods of a physical practitioner?"

"Not exactly. I felt the divine consciousness..."

"He killed one man and then just stood there. What did he want to do?"

"The Qin Wu army formation is still gathering strength, maybe they want to pull the space..."

"I have to say, there is something special about the Body Refiner Army Formation."

……

Shen Qingyun stood in the air, motionless.

When Qin Wu's army arrives...

Shen Qingyun's face was as pale as paper.

Even Huo Xiu, looking at the scene before him, couldn't understand Shen Qingyun's intention of advancing five hundred miles alone.

Nothing goes wrong, that’s the best.

Taking a deep breath, Huo Xiu pointed his finger forward and shouted coldly.

"kill!"

Shen Qingyun took two deep breaths, opened his eyes, and began to retreat.

"Brother Shen, you..."

"Keep an eye on Brother Yipin."

Seeing that Shen Qingyun was not in good condition, Liu Gaosheng was inexplicably worried. He turned to the Nine Swordsmen and shouted, "Protect him well. If you lose a hair, you will be the only one who will be blamed!"

This battle is not like the previous one.

The main reason for pursuing the Chu and Han monks was to protect Qin Wu.

Another reason is to avenge his comrades.

The previous battle in which Shen Qingyun participated was 99% organized.

In this battle, ninety-nine percent of the men were full of vigor and passion.

When the Chu and Han cultivators saw this situation, their expressions changed slightly.

"Damn it, they all look like they're going to fight to the death."

"Isn't that just right? He's easier to kill when he loses his mind!"

"Hey, Lao Xu, our match just happened to be a draw, how about it?"

"Okay, let's continue the battle and see who can kill more!"

……

Huo Xiu was suspended in the air, his old eyes staring indifferently at the Five Realms Spirit Boat behind the group of spirit boats, while secretly paying attention to the battlefield.

arrows.

sergeant.

monk.

magic weapon.

roar.

ridicule.

Scream.

Laugh wildly.

The army that mourns will win.

As soon as the battle started, Qin Wu's army gained the upper hand.

The three fourth realms of the Law Department took the lead, formed a small formation, and attacked the side of the spirit boats.

After turning into a bird, Liu Gaosheng lost most of his fighting power and could only hover above the army formation, throwing out "paradise wood" like a spear, returning, and throwing it out again, with good results.

Surrounded by nine sword cultivators, Shen Qingyun followed the sword formation and moved forward, occasionally attacking without caring about the consequences...

And his complexion still hasn't recovered.

"What on earth did Xiao Shen do just now..."

Huo Xiu couldn't help but think about it.

The situation on the battlefield changed.

After using countless defenses and more than 200 monks to withstand the most ferocious wave of Qin Wu’s army, the Chu and Han monks seized the opportunity and began to counterattack.

Huo Xiu had a blank expression on his face, but he knew in his heart that the casualties of Qin Wu’s soldiers were going to increase.

No one is immune to death in a war.

"I just don't know..."

Before he finished muttering, he frowned and looked at Jingtian.

Born to be a commander, even though he is only in the third realm, Jingtian still leads the troops.

But he received special care.

More than thirty flying swords seized the opportunity, found the gap, and completely blocked Jing Tian and a dozen people around him.

Huo Xiu's heart sank.

If Jingtian dies in battle, the sharp knife of the Imperial Guard will be broken!
"It may even affect the entire military formation..."

He gritted his teeth secretly and was about to take action...

“Hahahaha, that’s enough!” Jing Tian laughed loudly, looking back at his brave colleagues, he pushed his feet with all his might, ignoring the flying swords, and leaped towards the group of spirit boats, roaring to the sky, “Qin Wu Jing Tian, ​​the poison cultivator of Chu and Han, die!”

Seeing Jingtian about to be pierced through the head by three flying swords...

Huo Xiu closed his eyes.

blah blah blah!
The sound is wrong!

Huo Xiu suddenly opened his eyes again, just in time to see the three flying swords mysteriously shattered into pieces!
Jingtian was so confused that he even forgot to self-destruct!
"This……"

"Bullshit!" Liu Feihuang, who was passing by, cursed, "Can yelling kill people? Kill more if you have the strength!"

The three war gods of Chu and Han frowned and looked at each other.

"Was it that old man who did it?"

"No, he doesn't dare."

"The flying sword will appear for no reason..."

"I'm afraid it has something to do with that ugly guy."

……

Seeing that Jingtian had escaped death, Shen Qingyun just glanced at him quickly and paid no more attention to him.

He is the busiest person in the audience.

Just as I was about to dive in, I suddenly felt a sight from the sky.

He quickly raised his head and glanced, seeing Huo Xiu looking at him in shock. He smiled slightly and looked away.

Huo Xiu felt like he was struck by lightning when he received the response.

"Yes, Xiao Shen's blood is not very strong, even..."

Contact Shen Qingyun and go out alone.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingyun’s face turned pale.

Huo Xiu's body swayed slightly, and his sight turned subconsciously, sweeping across the battlefield that spanned six hundred miles below. His heart was shocked beyond words.

"So Xiao Shen just exhausted all his energy and blood, covering a 600-mile battlefield, just for..."

Huo Xiu figured it out and his nose felt sore.

The angry kick from Shen Qingyun when he came could only have been intended to kill someone.

But when he got here, he changed his mind.

"It might be easier for Xiao Shen to kill all these people..."

As the war entered its climax.

At every moment, at least ten Qin soldiers were in danger of death.

At every moment, these ten Qin Wu soldiers were able to escape danger, as if they were endowed with immortal bodies.

Halfway through the battle, the Chu and Han cultivators felt as if they had seen a ghost and lost most of their courage.

But I can't escape.

Lu Bu and Liu Gaosheng have completed the flanking.

The one who completed the circumvention first was the remaining blood, energy, and spiritual consciousness belonging to Shen Qingyun on the battlefield.

Qin Wu's soldiers did not hold back and began to harvest in silence.

Until the last monk was killed...

Dugu Xiaoyao was confused.

He saw Shen Qingyun's attacks throughout the whole process, but he didn't kill a single enemy. It was all the nine of them who did the damage.

"I don't quite understand the behavior of the layman..."

Just suspicious.

Huo Xiu landed beside him.

Shen Qingyun took two breaths and began to explain softly.

"It's not worth it to fight with consumables."

(End of this chapter)