Chapter 601 - There is no major matter other than life and death

The old man looked at Jin Qianji: "It seems that Yunfu has already understood Kedao, so the old man doesn't need to say more. When he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and said no more, and his intention to send off the guest was fully revealed.

After Xu Yan and the other three of them hugged their fists at the old man, they turned around and left this strange hut.

After the three of them left their hut, the old man looked thoughtful: "What a strong flame...... Is that a heavenly fire? Interesting. After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again, as if the interest in Xu Yan just now was just an illusion.

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After Xu Yan and the three walked out, they happened to see Shen Qiushu standing in front of the door waiting for the three of them.

"Elder Lin informed, received the three of them to rest. Early tomorrow morning, the three of them will be led to Kedao. Shen Qiu was calm in writing, and did not give them any special treatment because of their status as a disciple of Yunfu.

The three of them followed Shen Qiushu and walked: "That old ...... Lin"

Shen Qiushu sighed, and there was a rare look of respect on his face: "Lin Lao is the bloodline of Lin Tianyi's predecessors who built the [Sen Python] back then. The Lin family has been guarding the forest python in the south for generations, and they are the most respected people in us. 」

"As long as you are here, with the power of the Sen Python, Lin Lao can even face the powerhouses of the Five Palaces Realm, and the power will reach the sky!"

Jin Qianji thought of the old man, and then remembered the mutual echo between him and [Emerald Soul]......

Probably because of the blood connection, it is still able to have such a high sense of induction with the treasures left by the ancients, right?

As he thought, they had come to a hut. It was a hut, but it looked more like a makeshift dilapidated wooden house, and the three of them could even see that the ceiling had holes. Compared to this hut, the hut in Wenhui in Huihong City is much more neat.

As if seeing the silent and speechless faces of the three of them, Shen Qiushu's face was expressionless: "All the buildings here were built by the cultivators themselves, so no one built them in detail. After all, this place is precarious, and no one knows whether they will be able to survive after going to the battlefield tomorrow, and no one has the heart to put it here. If you have time, you will have a little more rest, at least to increase the possibility of survival. 」

After finishing speaking, Shen Qiushu hugged his fists and retreated.

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"There is nothing important other than life and death...... Is it?" Jin Qianji groaned softly.

Even Lan Mingxin didn't speak.

After all, between these simple words, the Tao is life and death.

If you don't know if you'll be able to come back alive tomorrow, who will bother with these trivial things?

The three of them are naturally not disgusted, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji are reincarnated as human beings, so they naturally don't mind such trivial things. And Lan Mingxin grew up from a small remote village, so naturally he wouldn't mind this kind of sleeping in the open because he had lived in the palace for a few years.

It's just that Lan Mingxin is a little worried: "Tomorrow, I will also go over. You won't want me to fight them, will you?"

Xu Yan laughed: "Naturally not, you are a child, and probably you will not be counted." And you're not good at fighting, so I probably won't be so embarrassed by you. If so, it will be a bit of a shame for those northerners. 」

Jin Qianji also smiled and said, "Don't worry, if you really want to do it, we have to do it for you." 」

Hearing the promise of the two, Lan Mingxin smiled happily again, and found some ingredients from the space to set up a fire to make dinner.

............

It was night, and Jin Qianji sat down in the corner of the hut at will, running the week.

Xu Yan was good, he stole the bamboo chair directly from Huihong Wenhui's hut, and sat outside the house to practice again. And Lan Mingxin, a lazy child, fell asleep directly on the bed.

Soon, however, a shrill voice rang out.

Dangdang......

A series of gongs rang out.

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji opened their eyes for the first time, while Lan Mingxin turned over and continued to fall asleep, as if Thunder couldn't move.

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji looked around, only to see that countless people had already run.

This is a bloody front, and it is funny to say that there are not many soldiers on the bloody front, which represents the junction of the north and the south. The vast majority of them are cultivators.

There were hundreds of cultivators mobilized in front of him. These hundreds of cultivators were all running around one by one, after all, they were no strangers to the sound of the gong being beaten. That's the signal from the North!

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji subconsciously looked in the direction of the hundreds of cultivators, and saw that it was like vines covering the entire wall, but it seemed to flow like life.

............

In the room, the old man stretched out his thin palm and held it on the emerald green orb, and the orb halo flowed, as if controlling a large array.

............

The vines that had been blocking and guarding the gate contracted, revealing the passage and causing the southern cultivators to swarm out!

"Kill, kill those northern barbarians!"

"Hahaha, I've earned my achievements today!"

Countless cultivators shouted violently and shot out one after another.

At this time, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji walked along the staircase to the city wall.

Looking down from the city walls, you can clearly see the battlefield. I saw that the battlefield was divided into two sides, and it was clearly distinguished. While waiting for the battle, it is rushing with a murderous aura!

"Kill !!" is murderous!

Countless lights and shadows flicker on the battlefield!

Maybe it's the light and shadow of a tattooer's tattoo skills, or maybe it's the natal pattern of a tattoo artist. This is the battle of the cultivators. The combined number of people on both sides is less than a thousand, but the fluctuations in the fight are extremely terrifying, even if tens of thousands, or even more than 100,000 mortal soldiers fight, they can't cause such terrifying fluctuations.

This is the war of the cultivators.

If the mundane were here, even a touch of the aftermath of the pattern technique and the pattern would be enough to wipe out a lot.

Only cultivators are the main force in the war of this generation.

Ordinary soldiers, more often doing some chores, even guarding the rear, if the bloody battle line is breached, they are the cannon fodder that resists the enemy's pace.

That's all.

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Xu Yan and Jin Qianji looked at the battlefield below, and every flash of light and shadow may be the loss of a life. Neither of them is the kind of compassionate character, but when they see that their lives are still so simple to lose, they still feel sad from the bottom of their hearts.

But both of them were determined-minded, and they quickly calmed down, and the next moment they had already regained their strength, and their eyes looked around the battlefield.

Being able to participate in the bloody front, its combat power must be extraordinary. Because if the strength is not strong but they think they can survive on the bloody front, most of them will die after one or two battles.

Just by looking at it, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji felt that the cultivators in the north had obvious advantages.

Their fighting methods were more concise and efficient than those of the Southern Cultivators.

Every shot is an extremely accurate attack, and if it doesn't work, it will stick to itself first. And in the south, there are more fancy battles, which seem to be mighty and flickering, but in fact, they are just wasting their strength in vain.

But compared to what Xu Yan and Jin Qianji had seen, these people were already very restrained.

Maybe it's because they've been through the battlefield and know how to do the most damage with the least amount of force. The whole battlefield was fought in chaos, but it was chaotic and orderly.

If you really want to talk about war, the bloody front can only be regarded as a small fight. This front line is now a tempering of the younger generation fighting each other and growing up from blood and fire. Those who can survive are all elites.