Joy of Life: Grandmaster of the Fan Family

Seeing sixty to seventy thousand immortal cultivators who were willing to risk their lives for the sake of the entire human race.

Fan Bin and Fan Xian then realized it clearly.

The cultivators in front of them were different from those they had met before.

Their pursuits and beliefs are different.

Even if it's the same person.

He had previously argued with Fan Xian over a few spirit stones.

Now facing such a situation, he has never thought of retreating.

This is probably related to their fight with the Shura clan.

Previously, the two races lived together on the first layer, and humans were the targets of oppression.

They united and fought all the way, and finally defeated Shura.

With such successful experience, the human race naturally does not have to worry about the issue of unity.

"Did you see that? Big Brother! Maybe it really can work."

Fan Xian looked at the immortal cultivators gathered before him, his heart pounding.

He had never led troops on the battlefield like Fan Bin, but as a man, Fan Xian had the passion and enthusiasm he needed.

Just like him at this moment, his eyes are so hot that they seem to melt the sun.

"The people on Wanxian Mountain alone are not enough. We need other people to come over."

Today's cultivators are very weak in Fan Bin's eyes.

Even he looks at immortal cultivators in this way.

Not to mention that at this time, the Xuanyuan Legend had already turned into an evil ghost disaster.

Too many ants kill an elephant!
It is indeed possible, but the prerequisite is that there must be enough ants and these ants are not afraid of sacrifice.

It is not easy to achieve these two points.

At least in Fan Bin's opinion at this time, can the human race gather so many cultivators?
Can those immortal cultivators work together?

Still unknown.

Not to mention, they are willing to be cannon fodder on the battlefield.

When ants bite an elephant to death, many will die in the process. When the elephant really falls, many more will be crushed to death.

It was precisely because he could foresee this outcome that Fan Bin was unable to relax.

He knew very well how great the price was.
Those who can succeed in cultivation and have a high level of cultivation cannot be fools.

Many of them are even very smart.

Fan Bin absolutely believed that those smart people had already noticed this. They couldn't possibly not know what it meant for humans to launch such a large action.
Knowing this, whether they can still come or go to the battlefield calmly is also unknown.

Not even to mention Fan Bin.

Even many elders who have lived for many years, who are devoted to planning for the human race, would rather be the living dead in the cave in order to retain their fighting power.

They can't guarantee whether so many people will come at that time?

During their long practice.

Even though they are fighting for the human race, they are mostly surrounded by like-minded companions.

It's not like they haven't experienced betrayal and isolation...

There are bad qualities in human beings.

Especially when faced with huge difficulties, this bad habit will become more obvious.

This is also the reason why they insist on volunteering.

Because if it wasn't voluntary, they wouldn't even be able to unify the battlefield, let alone fight against the evil spirits and natural disasters.

Just as everyone was waiting, treasure ships began to enter Wanxian Mountain.

"Qingxuan Sect, the leader and 527 disciples are reporting in!"

"The Holy Water Sect, the Sect Master and 210 disciples are reporting in!"

"The Great Fire Sect, the Sect Master, Taoist Fire, brought..."

Like dumplings, more and more sects came to Wanxian Mountain.

The number of people they gathered increased from 60,000 to 170,000, to 270,000, and finally to 370,000.

This is a temporary reprieve!

Wanxian Mountain is a holy place for cultivators of immortality, and there are countless cultivators here.

Now that so many people have crowded in at once, the entire Wanxian Mountain has become busy all of a sudden.

"That's only 370,000 or 380,000 people, only about one-third."

Haitang Duoduo has not returned to the spaceship yet, so she stays to help.

She is specifically responsible for statistics.

For the former Saint of Northern Qi, this was undoubtedly a job that was very difficult for her to accept.

But there was no way. She was not familiar with the situation in Wanxian Mountain, and she would not participate in the subsequent Wanxian formation.

All she could do was help count the numbers.

It doesn’t matter if we don’t do the statistics, but once we do, Haitang Duoduo feels like her head is going to explode.

The number of people is too different.

This doesn't even meet the most basic requirements.

After learning about this situation, several elders of the human race shook their heads helplessly.

Even if they gave the order to gather the remaining people, it would probably be of no avail.

"On the entire Earthly Immortal Planet, there are estimated to be less than two million cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage. It is already very rare for one-fifth of them to come."

Wang Shisanlang shook his head and sighed.

Put yourself in their shoes, if you were in their Dongyi City.

Faced with such a crisis, it would be difficult for them to gather even one-tenth of the warriors.

This is not entirely voluntary.

If it is really all based on voluntary participation, they are afraid that they won't be able to find anyone except their own direct descendants.

How can something like risking one's life be as easy as just touching one's upper lip to one's lower lip?

Just when everyone felt that there was no hope.

Outside Wanxian Mountain, a large number of fleets suddenly appeared.

These ships are treasure ships used by immortal cultivators.

They covered the sky and appeared above Wanxian Mountain.

"What it is?"

Seeing the fleet in the sky, Haitang Duoduo widened her eyes in surprise.

As far as she knew, everything that was supposed to come had almost come.

Even if there are some scattered sects left, they are very few.

There are at least thousands of ships in the fleet in the sky.

Even if there are hundreds of cultivators on a ship, the number is still appalling.

The moment they saw those immortal cultivators, several human elders suddenly laughed.

"They're coming too!"

Seeing the looks of those human elders, Fan Xian asked in surprise.

"who are they?"

Aren’t the four continents headed by Wanxian Mountain inhabited by all the immortal cultivators?
They had investigated this before.

"They are hermits!"

"An explorer who has his own independent magic circle, builds his own world, and practices with all his heart."

Hearing this, Fan Xian and Haitang Duoduo looked at each other.

It was the first time they heard of the existence of hermits.

"In order to fight against the Shura clan, we thought of many ways. Some of them were radical, and some were conservative."

Before you anticipate victory, anticipate defeat.

The senior cultivator who formulated this plan at the beginning obviously understood this principle very well.

"With the help of some space treasures, we can set up independent restrictions in special places. We can be self-reliant..."

"What if one day, the human race is completely defeated? They are the spark of humanity, and they will lead the human race to make a comeback in the future." This time they are facing the evil spirits and natural disasters.

The elders of the human race had never actually thought about letting these hermits come out.

This is the same situation they faced when they faced the Shura clan.

Furthermore, although these hermit sects are numerous, their population is pitifully small.

Even after several years or tens of thousands of years of development.

What is their specific situation?
The elders of the human race are also unclear.

Just in case, they completely cut off contact with each other.

They will wait until the day in the future when they completely annihilate the Shura clan, and then it will not be too late for the two sides to communicate.

I didn't expect them to show up at this time?

In addition to the hermits, there were also some scattered fleets that arrived late because of the remote location.

The fleets of both sides gathered together, and what appeared before everyone was the spectacular sight of thousands of treasure ships.

The human race, which had already fallen into despair, felt their hearts surge when they saw this rush of help.

Amazing!
These guys actually came out.

"The Hidden Immortal Sect, Sect Master Murong Tuohai, brought 168 sects and 420,000 disciples to help."

The moment they saw Murong Takumi, the elders of the human race almost burst into tears.

They never expected that there would be so many people on the other side?
And facing such a crisis situation, the other party was able to stand up?

"Master Murong, you shouldn't have come."

Hearing the elder's words, Murong Takuhai shook his head decisively.

"If it was in the past, we might not have to show up. But now, if we show up, you still have a 50% chance of survival."

"If we don't show up, you won't be able to get through this level at all."

"The existence of the Hidden Immortal lineage was originally to leave seeds for the human race, just in case."

Before the elder finished speaking, Murong Tuohai waved his hand and said, "Daoyou, you are wrong! If we don't come, and the outside world becomes a purgatory on earth, how can we survive? The relationship between us has always been one of mutual dependence. If you rely on luck, you will eventually perish!"

There are 420,000 cultivators from the Hidden Immortal Sect, plus 200,000 who join in here and there.

Millions of immortal cultivators gathered on the entire Wanxian Mountain at once.

This is not over yet.

There are some sects that Wanxian Mountain did not notify, and they may not even have participated in the Wanxian Conference before.

Now they all gathered at Wanxian Mountain.

After half a month, the number of cultivators at the foundation building stage and above in the entire Wanxian Mountain reached a terrifying 1.3 million.

More and more people joined in.

Haitang Duoduo and Fan Xian, who were in charge of statistics, felt dizzy when they saw the huge numbers in front of them.

"It's amazing!"

"Except for the people of the Hidden Immortal Sect, the cultivators from the four states together have gathered more than 800,000. This is almost more than half of all the cultivators."

How united are the cultivators on the Earthly Immortal Star?
This can be seen.

Looking at the spectacular scene in front of them, Haitang Duoduo felt her heart surging.

And she could feel it.

Anyone who can come here is definitely not just filling in the numbers.

They were genuine and ready to fight to the death.

How can one not admire this?

"Faced with the critical moment of life and death of the race, the human race can do this! Even if the human race has to perish in the future, they will be proud of it."

The evaluation given by Si Gu Jian is undoubtedly the highest.

However, after hearing these words, the human elders and Murong Takumi kept shaking their heads.

"Whether you are worthy of pride or not is not that important. The key is to win!"

"We gathered together to help the human race solve the crisis, not to sing praises for the human race."

"If the evil spirits have such customs, let them sing."

Among these older generation cultivators, the youngest has lived for over a thousand years.

The oldest has lived for more than three thousand years.

In theory, their ideas should be relatively conservative.

But when you really interact with them, you can't tell at all. They are positive and optimistic, and have a very good attitude.

Facing the evil spirit disaster, even though they knew there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, they still actively prepared for battle.

"The formation has been simulated!"

Just as several elders were arguing with Murong Takumi, Wu Zhu walked in.

He took out a piece of paper and pointed at it quickly.

"A total of 1.24 million people are needed. Here is the battle formation diagram!"

It is definitely unrealistic to draw all the positions of 1.24 million people.

Wuzhu couldn't possibly do that.

He divided the 1.24 million cultivators into different groups. How many people are there in each group and how should they stand?

Those immortal cultivators stood at the forefront, waiting for the evil spirit disaster to break out so that they could block the opponent's attack.

After all, most of those behind them are cultivators at the foundation-building level.

Once these weak cultivators encounter evil spirits and natural disasters.

The other party could easily blow to death these foundation-building cultivators with just a breath of air.

So they couldn't move forward no matter what.

"On the first level, there are three waves in total, namely Heaven, Earth and Man. Mainly composed of Nascent Soul-level cultivators, they gather their strength to suppress the other side. On the second level, there are five waves in total, using the five-shaped positions to seal the other side's power as much as possible."

Completely sealing the evil spirit disaster is undoubtedly the best outcome.

But they certainly can't do that.

In this way, as long as we can restrict the opponent to a certain extent.

Then they would have accomplished their mission.

"All the remaining immortal cultivators will be divided into nine teams and positioned according to the Nine Palaces. Their role is to replenish the mana of the immortal cultivators on the battlefield."

"If the formation can be formed, then we will help seal it."

"Each of them needs to bring 2000 spirit stones, which means we need more than million spirit stones in total..."

"no problem!"

The foundation-building cultivators on the periphery seem to be of little use.

But the role they play is that of a power bank.

At critical moments, they may even become the key to turning the tide of the battle.

With the formation diagram in hand, the cultivators, who were ready for battle, immediately began training.

The tasks for cultivators at the foundation-building level are the easiest.

The battlefield covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles, and they are distributed in different locations within these hundreds of miles.

When the real fight breaks out, they only need to use their power banks.

The tasks of Jindan and Yuanying cultivators are heavier, one of them is responsible for sealing, and the other is responsible for fighting.

Therefore, their training must be thorough enough.

Millions of immortal cultivators were deployed, and the area within a radius of hundreds of miles was filled with people.

"It's so spectacular! Big brother, have you ever thought about giving this formation a name?"

"Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!"

Fan Bin had already thought about it.

This formation is called the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, but it is a hundred times enhanced version.

"it is good!"

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(End of this chapter)