It turns out that this is also a cultivator

Chapter 47

"Is there going to be a war?"

Qin Manyun, who was following Lu Fanchen, said casually.

"It's really not peaceful. How long has passed? It's war again. Lin Xi, I'll give you the art of war. You have to study hard!"

Lu Fanchen could also tell that this was not recruiting any warrior capable official, it was clearly looking for cannon fodder.

The three superpowers, according to Qin Manyun and the others, are all sects created by top warriors in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Ordinary people go, just to be cannon fodder.

"Okay, son, I will definitely add more enlightenment!"

Lin Xi smiled wryly, lowered her head and replied softly.

Master, I have been trying my best to comprehend, but my comprehension...

If Sun Tzu's Art of War had been so easy to comprehend, it would not have been passed down as a military classic for the entire earth.

As soon as he heard that there was going to be a war again, Lu Fanchen lost his mood for shopping. He went straight to the grocery store, bought some daily necessities, and took everyone back to the courtyard.

An ordinary person, living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, struggling to survive, still has to do something.

In the next few days, Lu Fanchen cut down a lot of trees in the backyard and planned to redo all the furniture in the yard.

And the trees he cut were all donated by the system seven years ago when the yard was donated.

After seven years of growing up in the world of cultivating immortals, he can barely cut down to make furniture.

Fortunately, after returning from Qingshui City last time, Lu Fanchen let the three girls go back to their respective sects.

After all, the world of cultivating immortals still needs to be guarded by warriors. If there is a war, it is not easy to keep them in their courtyard for a long time.

If the three women were here and saw Lu Fanchen using spiritual wood to make furniture, they would definitely be yelled out of anger and sent to heaven.

Spirit wood has only appeared on ancient trees. Qiushui Yiren, one of the top ten guqins in the world of cultivating immortals, is made of spirit wood.

In the entire world of cultivating immortals, there are very few golden silk trees, let alone spiritual trees.

However, no matter how precious wood is to warriors, in Lu Fanchen's eyes, it is just a piece of wood.

Being able to make the furniture you like is the best attribution.

The courtyard has returned to its former calm, with one person, one dog and one housekeeper, and Lu Fanchen tinkering with new furniture in the backyard.

The North Nether Realm next door.

Over a city, dark clouds hissed and pierced through the thunder and lightning. The pungent smell of blood filled the entire void, and heart-piercing cries came from the ruins from time to time.

The bloody remains filled the streets and alleys of the city, ferocious and terrifying, and the heavy breath made people almost suffocate.

The buildings in the city were shattered like broken eaves and walls. The eyes of the fallen people reflected the smiles of their wives and children, and then they became cold corpses.

A group of dark underworld warriors rushed to the next city with the joy of victory.

The dynasties and empires of the Northern Dark Territory and the holy land of the sects have organized many warriors to resist, but the gap in strength is not so easy to make up.

The Northern Nether Territory was caught in flames of war, or was unilaterally massacred.

At this time, in the Zhongzhou domain, inside a bamboo building in front of a waterfall.

"Haotian, you didn't say that behind the forbidden area is the underworld!"

After the last seal, Island Master Huang has been lurking in Qingshui City. Hearing from the people below that the expert taught the way of ascension in the city, he stayed there with great enthusiasm.

This time because the underworld invaded the world of cultivating immortals, and was pulled back to discuss countermeasures, he said to Haotian in a somewhat complaining tone.

For him, ascension to immortality is the most important thing. Even if the underworld invades, with his cultivation base in the imaginary fairyland, he can't beat him and still can't hide.

"I wasn't sure before. That's the passage to the underworld. My soul-suppressing flag has been destroyed. What did I say?"

Haotian sat on the bamboo chair in a fairy robe of Nine Dragons, with anger welling up in his heart, he said in a heavy voice.

But I was lamenting in my heart, what was supposed to come had finally come!

Although there are top-grade spirit treasures in the Haotian Palace, the soul-suppressing flag has a restraining effect on dealing with the warriors of the underworld.

In the end, he was destroyed by the underworld, which made Haotian feel very painful.

"Your Majesty, you have to make up your mind. Now that the Underworld is raging in the Northern Nether Region, I'm afraid it won't be long before it will reach the Zhongzhou Region and the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm!"

An imperial lord in the Northern Nether Territory said anxiously.

Several people present nodded their heads in agreement.

"What you can think of, we can't think of it?"

Standing next to Haotian, the old man in gold and silver armor, his eyes seemed to be on fire, staring at the lord and said angrily.

He is a Supreme Elder in the Haotian Temple and a strong man in the virtual fairyland. Because of his strong muscles, he is called a muscular guy.

He is a fighting maniac with explosive fighting power.

The lord was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth, and sat on the bamboo chair without daring to speak out.

Others also lowered their proud heads one after another.

This group of virtual fairyland outside is very arrogant, but in front of the battle madman and muscular guy, there is no resistance at all.

"Okay, muscular guy, don't scare them, it's important to solve the affairs of the underworld."

The old naughty boy with a pipe in his hand sat on a bamboo chair carelessly, crossed his legs, and smoothed things over.

The old naughty boy is the whole world of cultivating immortals, except for Haotian, one of the few people in the virtual fairyland who is not afraid of muscular guys.

"Old man Huang, you have been hiding in Qingshui City recently, did you find out about the demon emperor who passed the catastrophe that day?"

Haotian didn't pay attention to the arguments of those people, but turned to look at Huang Island Master who was sitting next to him, and asked slowly.

At this time, the master of the dark night sect also set his sights on the master of Huangdao.

If there is a demon emperor to help, then the defense of the world of cultivating immortals will be a little more sure.

Island Master Huang took a sip of tea and said very calmly:

"I don't know where to go, but I heard that the expert once talked about the six reincarnations of the underworld in Qingshui City."

"Reincarnation?"

Immediately, everyone in the bamboo building fell into deep thought.

After a while, Haotian stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said leisurely:

"The underworld is coming fiercely, and it may be difficult to hold on to the northern underworld. Let the people in the northern underworld retreat to the East Sea as much as possible. The way of reincarnation is indeed related to the underworld. It seems that the master has already figured it out.

After the Underworld conquers the Northern Underworld, the primary target must be the Zhongzhou or East China Sea. As for the West Buddha Region, they should not consider it.

As long as they don't come out of the Immortal Venerable Realm, we should still have a fight, and then it depends on how the masters arrange it. "

It has to be said that Haotian, as the top powerhouse in the entire world of cultivating immortals, has a meticulous mind and deep scheming, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He analyzed the current situation sharply and thought of a countermeasure.

"Haotian, are you trying to bring disaster to our East China Sea?"

Island Master Huang immediately became unhappy. There are two superpowers, Haotian Temple and Anyemen, in the Zhongzhou area, while the East Sea area only has the Taohuadao family.

Let Peach Blossom Island face the army of the underworld alone, isn't it sending you to death!
"Old man Huang, your brain should be cut off and kicked as a ball!"

Haotian squinted at the old man Huang, with a look of a pig teammate on his face, and said with some disgust.

At this time, the old naughty boy with crossed legs suddenly jumped up from the chair and clapped his hands.

"That's right, the junction of the Beiming Territory and the Eastern Sea Territory is not far from the Jingshui Mountains..."

The old urchin's bearded mouth covered his mouth in half, and he immediately covered it with his hands.

God, Haotian is too courageous.

How dare you plot against an expert!
It seems that Haotian Temple is going to be finished!

Speaking of this, how could Huang Island Master not understand, he slapped his knee suddenly, and suddenly realized.

Afterwards, he understood in his heart, and mocked Haotian at the same time:
"You Haotian came up with the idea, and it has nothing to do with me. I just want to defend my Peach Blossom Island well. As for this treasure land in the future..."

However, Haotian didn't take it seriously, he believed that his speculation was correct.

Experts must have considered the invasion of the underworld long ago, and spreading the avenue of reincarnation in Qingshui City is to let the people of Qingshui City have a certain understanding of the underworld.

In this way, when dealing with the soldiers of the underworld, you will not be like a headless chicken, not knowing where to start.

It is reported that the two dynasties near Qingshui City have people by the expert's side, and they must have received a lot of great opportunities.

And it is very likely that the demon emperor who crossed the catastrophe was by the expert's side, but no one found it.

When we lead the underworld fighters to the expert, the expert will have a reason to take action, and there is no need for the expert to take action.

Well, it must be so!
Haotian stared blankly at the outside of the bamboo building, his face full of conviction, he turned around and said to the crowd:

"Go back and do your own work, and I will take care of the rest. The Beiming Territory is about to fall, so withdraw as much as you can!"

Wars are cruel, and there will always be sacrifices. Only by completely defeating the army of the underworld can the dead souls be comforted.

(End of this chapter)