Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 321 Big deal, promise

"Naughty!"

Xu Yuanchang gently patted the top of the head of the Phantom Fire Spirit in the form of fire mist, and then took the two little guys who dared to provoke him into his spiritual space. He used the Creation Altar to refine materials and flame essence, and fed the Phantom Fire for many years, which had an unexpected mysterious effect of seizing the fortune of heaven and earth.

Let him cultivate a pair of fire spirits with unique fire pills and spiritual intelligence, and there is a natural master-servant relationship between them.

After experiencing the baptism of thunder and fire, the Phantom Fire Spirit squatted on the top of the altar with enjoyment.

Tiny sparks are emitted from time to time, forming a thin mist surrounding it.

"Please forgive me, Elder Xi. The incident happened too suddenly. I didn't have time to move the phantom fire that was being nurtured to an open area outside the city to survive the calamity. I damaged Yunzhai Mountain and caused considerable losses to Bianhuan City. I will bear all the subsequent compensation."

Xu Yuanchang apologized sincerely.

He finally understood why high-level monks should not live with mortals or low-level monks.

Perhaps a small unintentional action would cause a catastrophic disaster to the mortals or low-level monks within dozens of miles.

The higher you are in a position, the more you should live in seclusion, not just for the sake of peace and quiet.

It is also to avoid tragedies from happening, and they are all lessons learned.

After the war in the dark world is over, he will move Bailin Valley to Dengxianguan and try to avoid mixing in the mortal world unless it is necessary for special training.

"It's okay. The damage to some buildings is not a big deal. No cultivators were hurt. Yuanzhang, don't feel bad. Let them restore Yunzhai Mountain. You can move to the nearby 'Xiaofeng' to live."

Xi Yuelou smiled and waved his hands. Xu Yuanchang's coming out of seclusion this time made quite a big noise, and his strength had also improved greatly.

Now is the time to recruit people, so he wants to have a good talk with Xu Yuanchang, who has been in seclusion for many years.

As he was speaking, Xu Shengtian came back from outside the restriction.

Moving was actually quite simple; I just carried all the important items with me and moved to the next place right away.

Seeing that Grandmaster Xi had sent the three of them to Xiaofeng and was still chatting about this and that and had no intention of leaving, Xu Yuanchang asked his nephew to make tea and sat down in the main hall to ask about the war in recent years.

Xi Yuelou glanced at Fellow Daoist Zeng across from him, sighed heavily, and said, "Five years ago, Bian Ning City in the east and Zhen Bei City in the north were both attacked by the Black Spirit Army. The 3,000 elite soldiers led by Master Zhang Lin of Mount Bu Dai, more than a hundred fourth-floor monks, and 15 fifth-floor monks underestimated the enemy and fell into siege. They were almost wiped out and suffered heavy losses. Almost all of the more than 10,000 low-level monks in Bian Ning City were killed."

Xu Yuanchang's heart tightened, and he asked, "How is the battle in Zhenbei City?"

The elite troops of the Da Ning Dynasty, led by Zhu Zongshan, have been stationed in Zhenbei City for decades.

Many of his old friends served in Zhenbei City.

Xi Yuelou smiled: "Commander Zhu figured out the Black Spirit army's conspiracy. He used a thousand monks to lure the enemy and personally led two thousand soldiers and all the masters to attack the Black Spirit's weak flank. He won the battle with his army formation and annihilated four thousand Black Spirit soldiers. He himself lost eight hundred. The nearby cities failed to provide reinforcements, which delayed the battle. Otherwise, he could have expanded the victory and reduced the losses."

Just a few simple sentences encompass countless dangers and life and death.

Xu Shengtian added in a low voice: "Master Yin Quan, Yan Yuhan, Qi Xingshan, Lei Gong Chong and others died in the battle."

Too many major events have happened in these years, and the situation in the dark world has been changing rapidly and is quite turbulent.

He was restricted by Master Zeng and was not allowed to go to the wilderness or take part in the war. He could only practice hard and try to break through to the fifth level. However, his luck seemed to have run out, and he was stuck at a bottleneck for a long time and could not make any progress.

Mr. Zeng advised him to stay calm and work hard to get through the current difficulties.

It is impossible for spiritual practice to be smooth sailing all the time. Most of the time, we have to fight against various troubles.

Xu Yuanchang was sad, put down his teacup and fell into memories. It seemed like yesterday when they met in Xianyu Garden in Qingping City and drank wine in Taibai Tower, but now they are separated forever and will never meet again. How sad!

"A clay pot will break if it is not removed from the well, and a general will inevitably die in the battlefield." Even though he was used to seeing life and death, the death of his relatives and friends made him sad.

After a hundred years of war, I wonder how many old friends will be able to return home?
The three of them were silent, each thinking about their own things.

After a long while, Xu Yuanchang calmed down his turbulent emotions, regained his composure, and asked, "Master Xi, how was the outcome of the battle outside the wilderness?"

Xiyuelou sighed and said, "We have expanded our Dingzhou territory from five border towns to ten. The old swordsman from the wilderness brought a group of fifth-floor monks to join forces with Xiyuezhou and made outstanding military achievements. We added a sixth-floor master, Mr. Wei Jingshu, the chief priest of the academy, and also lost two fellow Taoists, You Shiyuan and Chen Yu'an. The fifth-floor monks suffered a lot."

He then went on to recount how he nearly died in a battle at Mengshan River and how he was seriously injured and has been recuperating ever since.

The old sword master and others were besieged and in danger several times.

The territories of Juzhou and Hezhou were reduced by nearly 30% through piecemeal attacks, and they entered a stage of total defense.

The forces of Laizhou had already been crippled and had completely retreated to Qianfangjie, planning for the future.

Zeng Wanglou had heard about the big events that happened in the dark world. He drank his tea expressionlessly and waited for Xu Xiaozi's decision. He would not go out on adventures alone, and it was even more impossible for him to team up with others to explore.

Xi Yuelou spent two quarters of an hour explaining all the major and minor events, and said, "Master Yuan, there are still black spirits spying in the east and north. The old sword saint would like to ask you and fellow Daoist Zeng to help go deep into the desert or ice field to investigate the situation."

Xu Yuanchang and Zeng Lao communicated through telepathy for a while and reached a consensus that they could contribute but must not risk putting themselves in trouble.

They each have their own considerations and do what they should and don't do what they shouldn't.

After agreeing to Mr. Xi's request, Xu Yuanchang put forward a small condition: he must leave the dark world and return to Bailing Valley in Daning Dynasty to handle personal affairs. He can return within half a month and then go out with Mr. Zeng to carry out the mission.

Xi Yuelou agreed immediately and took out a temporary jade token and handed it to Xu Yuanchang.

After talking for a while, Grand Master Xi said goodbye and left.

Xu Shengtian sent his uncle to the northwest, and took the opportunity to say, "Uncle, when you come back from Dingzhou, I will go out with you to carry out the mission. Don't worry, I promise not to hold you back..."

"Okay, you're one of them. Prepare the information and drawings of the desert and ice fields."

Xu Yuanchang waved his hand and sent his overjoyed nephew away.

After fifteen years of seclusion, his strength is now much greater than before. In the past, he did not dare to leak the secret of the Fantasy Fairy Ring space easily, but now he can use its convenience to contribute to the war without worrying about being coveted.

Moreover, this time he cultivated the Phantom Fire Essence, which indirectly caused him to suffer a small thunder tribulation, breaking through his bottleneck. His advancement to the late Nascent Soul stage is just around the corner.

He was going back to Bailin Valley to take out the Nine Illusions Purple Gold Cauldron and the Nine Illusions Palace which had been unused and carry them with him.

With his current level of cultivation, he can refine two precious treasures.

Or perhaps he would give the Nine Illusions Cauldron to a more suitable person to use for future cultivation.

It's also a way to contribute to the war.

There was a fire brewing in his heart. If he didn't burst it out, how could he comfort his deceased relatives and friends?
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PS: My business trip is over today. I spent more than ten hours on the green train and felt the time pass slowly. I have to change trains twice tomorrow and will be home in the evening. I will resume normal updates the day after tomorrow. I am very sorry for the inconvenience <(__)>!

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