Chapter 42: The Loneliness of Genius
In view of the tragic encounters of several squads, the armies of both good and evil did not dare to rush into the Black Forest, but sent two vanguard troops to try to enter.
The result was not ideal, more than half of it was lost in just one day, and after having no choice but to withdraw, I could only wait and see outside, looking at Lin Xing and sighing.
People can't eat horses and chew enough, and Xuanyuan Li is ruthless, so he can only announce the withdrawal of most of the legions, leaving only a small number to stick to the same place, and instead build a pass, which can be regarded as completely blocking the route of the demon clan's attack.
Of course, it can only be aimed at general actions, and if the demon clan rises up, it is useless to fortify the city.
During this period, many general-level combat power masters also went through the dark clouds to investigate, but the sky above the Black Forest was not peaceful, and the lightning that kept falling and the poisonous gas array that rose into the sky, even the generals of the human race could not bear it, and a few people with titles barely passed through the layers of danger, but they never expected that the people with the same combat power of the demon clan had been waiting for a long time.
After several encounters between masters who suffered slight losses, the good and evil realms of the human race could not support it, and they slowly retreated. In the end, they just left a fortified city in their own direction and retreated.
And this ghost city has no chance to rise again, the three sides are opposed, strictly defended, although nominally it is a common defense against the demon clan, but the demon sect soldiers will also keep an eye on this righteous side at all times, and the soldiers of the righteous path are also the same.
A vigorous battle to encircle and suppress the demon clan, and in the end, there was a lot of thunder and little rain, which also became the first defeat in the foreign war since Xuanyuan Li took office. Although there was no head-on battle in this battle, the discerning people knew at a glance that it was the Terrans who suffered the dumb losses, especially the righteous side.
After the battle of the ghost town black forest, the decent people, especially the United Kingdom, found that they had too much information about the demon clan and the demon sect, so they silently raised their preparation level by two levels. The number of secret spies who went to explore also increased exponentially.
The world is filled with an atmosphere of mountain rain about to come and the wind is full of buildings, but there are always some exceptions, such as Fan Baili, Zhang Tianyu, Samwang, White Fox, and Sin, who are wandering around.
The two of them are one and two animals, aimlessly carrying out their roaming business.
Fan Baili wanted to go to Lanling to ask for his father's clues, but Zhang Tianyu pressed it down again and again.
"It's useless for you to go now, not only will you not get any useful news, but you will definitely be sneered at, why bother?"
"If you can't know your father's clues and don't follow them, wouldn't that be the work of the Son of Man?"
"The big husband does something and doesn't do it, some things always have to be principled, not everything can be done by hard work. Brother Zhang is right, some things need to wait for the right opportunity, and when the opportunity comes, it will naturally come naturally. King Sam also followed to persuade Fan Baili and asked him to face the situation in front of him.
The so-called listening to people's persuasion to eat a full meal, although Fan Baili is tenacious, he is not stubborn.
The continuous efforts of the two of them still persuaded Fan Baili, thinking about it, Lan Ling couldn't wait for Ling Yun to remove him immediately, how could he be kind enough to tell him the information on his whereabouts.
Now that the obsession in my heart has come to an end for the time being, then my mood can return to the way it was back then, at that time, Fan Baili was still a carefree boy who was full of food. Now his mood doesn't seem to be much worse than that.
Young people's hearts are just a few.
This matter is too difficult, and there is no new position after being occupied, so he only occasionally thinks of the face of the white-clothed Shengxue.
The whereabouts of my father are not ripe at the moment, and it seems that the only way to do so is to wait for some unavoidable opportunity.
If he returns to Lingyun now, he is afraid that the saliva inside and outside will drown Guanglingzi.
It must be a serious matter, and I have never given up for a moment, although it is a three-way practice, but the speed is not slow at all.
The reason for this is none other than the efficient method of luck.
Because he cultivated the Blood Mystic Method, he could draw spiritual power or Yin Cold Power from other people or spirit beasts. And because of the existence of the Faming Sutra, its inclusiveness allows the various forces absorbed to live in peace, instead of fighting each other as they did at the beginning. In turn, the cultivation of yin and cold power can reduce the imbalance of yin and yang in the body caused by the power of yang.
After several attempts, Fan Baili seems to have finally broken through the three-way brawl that had existed all the time.
Under the protectors of Zhang Tianyu, King Sam, and Sin, he can enter the cultivation very deeply, instead of before, he always needs to leave a trace of spiritual thoughts to take care of himself. In this way, the already fast cultivation is like sitting in a cannon battle, progressing layer by layer.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that someone's cultivation would have been able to maintain such progress at this stage.
As for Zhang Tianyu's perversion, it is naturally incomparable, his main strength comes from generation to generation, rather than relying on his own talent to enter the house as soon as possible.
However, although the three of them are happy, there are always some who will be disappointed. For example, wherever they went, all the fierce beasts fled for the wind.
Since there are basically no invading cruel demon clans, Fan Baili's bloodthirsty method can only go to find the bodies of some spirit beasts in the deep mountains and old forests and inaccessible places.
Now, but chickens and dogs jump, wolves rush to pigs, dogs jump over the wall, everywhere Fan Baili goes, there are often fierce beasts in ten rooms and nine empty.
Those who used to be kings and hegemons have all turned into flesh-and-blood corpses under one face.
Fan Baili is leisurely in the distance of the rivers and lakes, but his friends who used to fight side by side are busy.
Needless to say, as the target of the next generation that Yinfeng Pavilion focuses on cultivating, Zhang Dazhao already has an extremely demanding cultivation, but what is valuable is that he still keeps putting heavy tasks on himself.
This is all the pressure brought by Fan Baili, from what he has learned, that guy's strength at this time is stronger than before, and he is only at the point where his book strength is equal.
However, what the truth is, I can't guess it for a while, after all, I haven't seen Fan Baili for a long time, and I don't know what this little friend who grew up together looks like at this time.
Looking at his increasingly thick arms and figure, he sighed that time was no more, and only by continuing to work hard could he be worthy of the time.
He remembered that he met Lin Tianxue a few days ago, this frost beauty seemed to have more temperament than in the past, but the distance between the two seemed to be farther away.
As her cultivation deepened, she became more distant from the world, and seemed to be a lone star hanging from the sky, beautiful and desolate.
Da Zhao could feel that when Fan Baili was still there, Lin Tianxue still had some fireworks in the world. Since he left, it seems that this line of fireworks has also been cut off, and there is nothing that can restrain her ascension path.
This may be the loneliness of geniuses, this sentence is himself, Lin Tianxue, and Fan Baili.