Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 345: I wonder if we can meet again after this separation?
"Wait, don't run away, listen quickly, it seems to be the shouting of our team?"

After using several rare treasures and elixirs in succession, Xu Shengtian felt better. He patted his icy back with snow grains and listened attentively to the noise coming from far away. He heard faint sounds of "counterattack" and "revenge".

"We won, let's go back quickly, go back!"

Xu Shengtian urged excitedly.

He flew into the air from Xueli's back, eager to join the chase.

Xueli hurriedly caught up with the still weak eldest brother and carried him back. It didn't want to make a wasted trip since it had the honor of participating in the decisive battle. Otherwise, how could it brag about its great achievements to Dog Master, Huabei and the others in the future?

In Bian Ning City, formation masters such as Zhao Jun and Xue Chunni looked sad.

A blurry figure floated in the thin colorful mist in the giant pit. It was the residual soul of the old master Xi Yuelou. He sighed with regret in his heart and said, "You have all followed me for many years. Don't act like children because of the separation of life and death. According to the pre-war plan, the three of you should quickly repair the formation to prevent the escaped black spirit masters from causing trouble. Chunni will lead a few people to follow the army to hunt them down. Along the way, you will be needed to break through the fortresses and build the transit formation city. Go, Zhao Jun will stay and accompany me."

"Master!"

"Old Grandmaster!"

Xue Chunni and others prostrated themselves on the ground, trying hard to suppress their grief.

They were reluctant to leave, but military orders were as heavy as a mountain and they had to carry out them.

There are only a few remnants of the old master's soul left, and I don't know if he can successfully enter the underworld. The war is in full swing right now, and there are no masters in the city who are proficient in salvation. I wonder if I can wait until he returns in a few days?
Xue Chunni planned to find a break during the war to tell Xu Yuanchang about it, as she knew that Xu Yuanchang was good at this.

"go Go."

The blurry figure waved his hands, seeming very tired.

Everyone bowed again, stood up and left in a hurry, leaving Zhao Jun somewhat helpless. He frantically searched in his bag for materials that could nourish the remaining soul. His usual cleverness was gone and he was terrified.

"No need to go through so much trouble. Just put it in a spirit jade bottle and send me out of the dark world."

After Grandmaster Xi escaped from the formation, he felt his residual soul constantly slipping away.

He didn't know whether there was an afterlife. The records in the classics were full of contradictions. He would find out if he just gave it a try.

A young man in a green Taoist robe quietly appeared at the edge of the giant pit, looked at the afterimage, and said without thinking: "If you trust me, how about I give you a ride?"

Zhao Jun turned around suddenly and a short stick appeared in his hand. He then realized that it was the mysterious guy named Ye Changmeng. The young man's voice resounded throughout the battlefield, and he had a few words with the monster before it died. It was very refreshing to listen.

"Ye Changmeng...are you familiar with Xu Yuan?"

Grandmaster Xi asked in surprise.

The young man said unhappily, "We are not related at all. I don't know you." Then he asked, "Master, it's your decision. Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Grandmaster Xi made a prompt decision and bowed: "Please."

Although no one knew where the young man came from, at the critical moment on the battlefield ahead, Xu Yuanchang roared, "How long are you going to wait?" Then the young man secretly attacked, and the situation of the battle was reversed. Grandmaster Xi concluded that the young man had a close relationship with Xu Yuanchang.

He subconsciously felt that if he rejected the young man's kindness, he might lose his future?

The young man took out a crystal soul bead, stretched out his hand, absorbed the remaining soul into the bead, and floated away to the west.

The young man collected a wisp of the old sword master's soul from the ancient sword in advance. He owed the old sword master a favor and had to go to the outside world to repay him with a reincarnation.

I met the remaining soul of Grandmaster Xi on the way, so it was just a small favor for him.

There are many cunning and deceitful people in this world, which highlights the rarity and preciousness of the old sword master and Grandmaster Xi fighting for the people.

Zhao Jun hurriedly followed. Since his master chose to trust the young man, whom he had never met before, of course he had to go with him to see him off. He scratched his head, thinking about how to start a conversation with the young man, but he didn't know where to start and was worried about accidentally offending him.

The senior master had a strange temper, and he was full of concerns, so he could only remain silent.

Wen Yijian and two other fifth-tier formation masters led a group of trusted disciples to repair the damaged formations in the city. Seeing Zhao Jun flying alone to the northwest, he bowed and said, "Farewell, old master. We look forward to seeing each other someday."

Zhao Jun returned the gift on behalf of his master. Seeing that the young man had gone far away and had no intention of waiting for him, he quickened his speed to catch up with him without saying anything more. Suddenly he realized that Senior Brother Wen and others could not see the mysterious young man.

Not far from Bian Ning City, it collided head-on with Xue Li and Xu Shengtian who were returning.

"Old Zhao, how is the battle going? Where are you going?"

Xu Shengtian sat up straight and greeted from a distance.

The young man in green robe suddenly showed up, frightening Xueli so much that her fat body trembled and she almost threw the guest off her back.

Xu Shengtian grabbed a bit of flesh from the insect's back and exclaimed in surprise, "You are Ye Changmeng...Senior."

However, the young man did not stay, his figure disappeared into the air, and he left without saying a word.

Zhao Jun cupped his hands and quickened his pace to catch up with the mysterious young man in front of him. It was a good thing that Xu Shengtian went back and informed everyone.

Xu Shengtian was completely confused and scratched his head. The senior's way of greeting was very special. He turned around to ask his uncle and urged Xueli to hurry up. He said, "Xueli, you are getting less courageous. You are so scared. How can you continue to follow me in the future? You are bringing shame to our Bailin Valley."

He kept mumbling, a bit like his third uncle.

Xueli hurried on his way with his head down, secretly complaining to the young man. People can scare insects to death, but it's not that it's timid.

Passing through the city, Xu Shengtian saw teams of reserve monks cleaning up the battlefield and rescuing seriously injured monks back to the city. They all looked excited, busy and organized. There were also monks from the fourth-story building who stayed behind to patrol.

"Xu Shengtian, stop chasing us. Stay and help me defend you."

A woman's voice came from the side. Xu Shengtian looked back and saw that it was Wen Yining, a master of the sixth floor of the Da Cang Dynasty. Half of his body was covered in blood, and he had survived the battle. His murderous aura was obvious. He hurriedly saluted and greeted, saying, "Senior Wen, I have almost recovered. I'm going to pick up some leftovers."

Thanks to his third uncle, he knew all the masters in Dingzhou and occasionally dealt with them.

Wen Yining knew that the divine clone was invited by Xu Shengtian. Since she had seen him, she would definitely not allow Xu Shengtian, who was in a weak state, to chase the enemy. She pointed at the people behind her and said without hesitation, "Follow them and follow me to inspect the surrounding area for hundreds of miles."

Suddenly he turned and shouted, "Let's go, we found another black spirit pretending to be dead and seriously injured, two fifth-level ones."

His figure shot out as fast as lightning, seventy or eighty miles away.

Their mission is to eliminate the remaining enemies and wipe out the Black Spirit masters who have escaped.
Xu Shengtian was dissatisfied that the snow particles were not moving fast enough, so he jumped into the air and followed closely, fearing that if he arrived too late he wouldn't even be able to get a sip of soup.

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The battle line of the human coalition forces in pursuit of the remnant Black Spirit troops stretched to more than 300 miles. The sixteen teams were closely following the two Black Spirit forces that fell behind. Zhu Zongshan had a sharp eye and could see that the remnant Black Spirit troops that were forced to retreat had become abandoned.

Relying on his superb command tactics, he kept on charging, flanking and cutting off the enemy, breaking up and intercepting the approximately 30,000 remnant troops one by one, leaving them for the large force behind to divide and mop up. The elite team did not need to waste time on ordinary people.

Several masters from the two black spirit forces wanted to launch a surprise attack on the human commander.

Zhu Zongshan led the Black Mountain Guards in a clever maneuver, luring four of the Black Spirit masters into the encirclement of the Five-Story Tower Team commanded by Yu Fengwu. With the help of a flank attack by the Sixth-Story Tower masters of the Human Race, such as Wei Jingshu, Mu Qingshan, and Wei Xiandeng, who were hiding among them, the battle was over in just a moment.

"The advantage of the battle array is that it can crush everything in its path and is unstoppable."

Zeng Wanglou, who did not participate, sighed and said that Zhu Zongshan was indeed gifted in military training and had learned all the true teachings from Chang Laogui. He could use the tactics of combining the normal and the strange to perfection and with ease.

Able to integrate the power of the team into one, sweeping through thousands of enemies and being unstoppable.

He glanced again at his descendant Zeng Shanlang, who was running at high speed right behind the team, fighting in silence, his body covered in blood.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously. After this brutal battle, the kid's fighting spirit was in his soul and his physique was well-rounded. He was almost able to find an opportunity to break through. When he was promoted to the fifth-level physical cultivation, after a little training, he would be able to fight against an ordinary sixth-level cultivator with a few moves.

Xu Yuanchang occasionally takes action to deal with the black spirits that are in the way and short-sighted.

No matter whether it is the third, fourth or fifth level, wherever his finger points, any guy who hasn't gotten close will be burned by the Yin-Yang Illusion Fire.

As his phantom fire burned, it could also swirl into a small yin-yang fish shape, forming a terrifying phantom array force. Even if a fifth-level black spirit was trapped, it would not be able to break free easily. By the time it finally got out, it would be severely damaged, dizzy, and fall into the wave of cultivators surging behind it.

Xu Yuanchang just set fires along the way and enjoyed the pursuit.

"Do you know that mysterious boy?"

Zeng Wanglou was too lazy to take action unless a master came to charge. Suddenly he remembered something and asked through voice transmission.

Xu Yuanchang did not deny it anymore and said in a voice transmission: "He is an acquaintance. He refused to see me. I had no choice but to trick him at the critical moment."

Zeng Wanglou was speechless. How could this guy, who doesn't look that good, make friends with so many super masters?

"Will you introduce me to them next time?"

"Okay, when he's willing to meet me, I'll introduce him to you. He's a very interesting guy."

"Fun?"

Zeng Wanglou was even more speechless. Okay, just show off your good relationship.

The human coalition pursued and killed the Black Spirit frantically for more than twenty days with the force of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and destroyed all the fortresses set up by the Black Spirit on the seven passages in the Dark World. Three of them were guarded by the demon forces headed by Xiyuezhou, and new formation cities were built on the other four passages, and teams of monks were sent to guard them.

The remaining black spirits that did not have time to escape from the dark world will face a dragnet search and elimination by the human and demon teams.

The Dark World is too vast, and humans alone cannot defend the seven passages.

The future division of benefits will, of course, still be determined by the size of one's fist. Dingzhou has Mr. Mu who has condensed the Dharma image, Zhu Zongshan who is unrivaled in commanding troops to fight, and a team of elite monks who have fought in hundreds of battles. Dingzhou still has the leading power.

Dingzhou, the holy land of Xiyuan.

The night was as dark as a curtain, on the top of a small hill.

The young man in green robe looked up at the sky and said, "Tonight is an auspicious day. It is a good time to set out on the journey and reincarnate... You two, you have been nourishing your spirits these days, and I will take you to travel all over Dingzhou. Your wishes have been fulfilled, and it is time to set off."

The figures of the old swordsman and the residual soul of Grandmaster Xi floating on the top of the mountain were hazy and transparent. They smiled at each other and bowed to the mysterious young man at the same time: "Thank you, senior, for giving us the time to appreciate the scenery we haven't walked for many years."

The old swordsman couldn't help but be curious and asked, "May I ask your name, senior?"

Zhao Jun, who had been following along the way, was hunched over on one side and unable to get up.

The young man in green robe shook his head: "That's not necessary. The names I told you are also fake. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we will meet in the upper realm."

With a casual tear, a deep crack appeared in front of his eyes, and a huge suction force sucked the two residual souls in.

"Farewell, Master! Farewell, old Sword Master!"

Zhao Jun knelt on the ground and could not get up, tears streaming down his face.

After this separation, I don’t know if we will ever meet again. After all, the theory of reincarnation is too vague.

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(End of this chapter)