In addition to cultivation, Yuwen Zhouyuan also paid special attention to one thing, there were dozens of small teams that were sent out of the city every day, but very few of them could come back alive, only less than half.

In just two months, at least one or two hundred thousand low-level monks were killed, most of them were True Qi Stage monks, and a few were True Yuan monks, even if they returned to the city alive, most of them were scarred, and the fierceness of the battle outside the city was evident.

Yuwen Juyuan watched the city for two months, and became more and more silent.

If the True Qi Monk is an ant and no one pays attention to him when he dies, then the True Yuan Monk is just a piece of cake, and he is not much higher than the True Qi Monk.

In this kind of chaotic battle in the immortal cultivation world, only the monks in the late stage of the True Master have enough strength to save their lives, and other monks below this cultivation are cannon fodder, and they must work hard to survive.

He strongly felt the insignificance of his strength, and a sense of urgency to enhance his strength arose.

Over the course of a month, with the heavy casualties of ordinary casual cultivators and small family monks in Dongluohe City, a large number of True Qi Stage monks who were able to fight died in battle.

On the contrary, the monks guarding the city of the various sects stayed in the city and did not move, and for a time the 100,000 ordinary cultivators in the city were extremely resentful, and they complained about the injustice and refused to fight.

The ancestors of the various sects could not resist this pressure, and in order to calm their grievances, they decided to let the monks of each faction defending the city fight. The Zhenyuan monks of the various factions responsible for defending the city were finally sent out of the city to fight.

Late that night, Yuwen Zhouyuan was on standby in the northwest city with more than thirty True Yuan monks of the Lieyang Sect, and Elder Yan, a true monk of the Lieyang Sect, came to the city with a smile and looked at the Lieyang monks.

"Uncle Yan!" all the Burning Sun True Yuan Cultivators stood up one after another, arching their hands and saluting.

Elder Yan smiled and nodded to everyone: "Senior Uncle Dongfang has made a decision, the following ten disciples will immediately go out of the city to carry out a combat mission. Zhao Dongbo, Yuwen Zhouyuan, Wang Gui, Long Qiyun, Ma Yuehua...... Liu Mode, the ten of you will go to the glacial cold valley in the Dongluo River Mountains tonight. There are medium-sized ice spirit stone deposits in the glacial cold valley. After the ten of you arrive in the Glacier Cold Valley, if you find that there are other cultivators from the Immortal Cultivation Realm mining, you will carry out a sneak attack to interfere. If no enemy monk is found mining, they will lurk in the area and wait for the enemy monk to appear. If nothing else, there will definitely be other cultivators from the Immortal Cultivation Realm who come here to collect ice spirit stones, after all, this place is the closest medium-sized ice spirit stone mine to Dongluo River City. You and others are the most outstanding disciples of my Burning Sun Sect, and you can receive meritorious services after you go to battle. If you kill an enemy with the same cultivation as yourself, you can go back to the city to rest for three months, and if you kill three enemies who are the same cultivator as you, you don't have to fight again, and even if you fight, you can get a rich reward of spirit stones. Moreover, after the war, the family fief will be granted, and the disciples with outstanding merits will also be given priority to get the best fief, and I hope that all the teachers and nephews will do their best to make great achievements for my Lieyang Sect and the Dongluo River Realm. ”

"Yes, Master Yan!" The Lieyang disciples who were named in the name came out and shouted in unison, their emotions were somewhat excited, most of them were from a foundationless casual cultivation background, and after having a family fief, it meant that they would also be able to establish a family and continue to pass it on.

There were more than thirty true monks from the Lieyang Sect who defended the city in Dongluohe City, but only ten of them were sent to fight this time, and the rest stayed in the city to continue to defend the city and prepare for battle, waiting for follow-up orders.

In this way, after some encouragement from Elder Yan, the ten Lieyang Monks quietly left Dongluohe City and entered the vast mountains to sneak attack the local monks.

Of course, the nine major forces and the twelve sects have sent their own teams, and outside of Dongluohe City, except for a group of invading foreign monks who come to bombard the city protection array every day, the city is not completely surrounded.

Although the main force of the cultivators of the Immortal Realm who had entered the Dongluo River was still near Dongluo River City, a large number of low-level monks had already scattered and collected spiritual objects everywhere.

The great battles in the immortal cultivation world often have to last for a long time, fighting for more than ten years, decades are commonplace, and now it has only been two or three years, and the decisive battle has not yet begun, and the monks on both sides are not in a hurry.

It was not difficult for Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others to leave Dongluohe City, and they left the city at night, and the difficult thing was to survive outside the city......

To the west of Dongluohe City is the Dongluohe Mountain Range, which is millions of miles in circumference. The primeval jungle, with countless monsters and rare birds, is also the place where the mountain gates of the nineteen immortal cultivation sects in the Dongluo River Realm are located.

The glacier cold valley is a strange cold area with a radius of hundreds of miles in the mountain range. A large glacier covers the entire valley, and the glacier cold valley is rich in ice spirit stones, and there are many ice-type demon beasts here, and very few monks come here.

Because there are not many ice cultivators in the Dongluo River Realm, the consumption of ice spirit stones is very small, and the ice spirit stones here have not been dug up.

Many of the outside monks who invaded this time were mainly water and ice, so the high-level of the Lieyang Sect concluded that there must be monks who would definitely come here to dig the ice spirit stone.

More than a dozen Blazing Sun True Yuan monks made their own preparations, and after leaving the city, they did not immediately fly with their swords, but chose to run on the ground, so that they would not be easily discovered by the enemy monks.

These ten of them all joined the Lieyang Sect as casual cultivators and became the True Yuan disciples of the Lieyang Sect, six of them were at the lower level of the True Yuan, and only four were at the middle level of the True Yuan, but their ages were completely different.

The old man has gray hair, his face is full of frowns, his qi is weak and weak, he is already one hundred and fifty or sixty years old, and he sees that his life will be exhausted in a few decades, and the young ones, such as Yuwen Zhouyuan and Liu Mode, are all successful at a very young age, and they still have one or two hundred years to live.

Of course, they didn't know that Yuwen Zhouyuan was not a true Yuan stage at all, but a real late stage monk!

Running at the front was Zhao Dongbo, a middle-aged male monk with a dark face and a very ordinary appearance, with a cultivation of the ninth layer of the True Yuan, and he was the one who showed the highest cultivation among the more than ten Burning Sun Monks.

When he left the city, he immediately became the head of the crowd and led the team to the Dongluo River Mountains.

Yuwen Zhouyuan only showed the cultivation of the fifth layer of the True Yuan now, which was not high, but it was ranked second among the ten Burning Sun Cultivators.

After leaving the city, they rushed in the direction of the Dongluo River Grand Canyon, and Yuwen Zhouyuan quickly noticed that their team of ten people gradually distanced themselves and separated one after the other.

At the forefront were five monks including Zhao Dongbo and Wang Gui, who seemed to be in a group and hurried away, while those who fell behind were five monks including Yuwen Zhouyuan and Liu Mode.

Yuwen Juyuan thought about it for a moment and understood the reason.

This is not caused by the gap in cultivation, but because the idea of going to war is different. For example, he didn't even think about killing other immortal cultivators to make a contribution.

Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred, no monk is so easy to kill, don't plant yourself in it.

Go to the glacial cold valley, as long as you can return to Dongluohe City alive, try to avoid encountering enemy monks, no matter how big the battle feats, you have to have a life to enjoy.

Therefore, Yuwen Zhouyuan was naturally not in a hurry, and his feet unconsciously slowed down a little and fell behind.

And Liu Mode is also the same as him, he usually looks like he has no heart and no lungs, but he never comes forward when he encounters danger, and it is almost impossible for Liu Mode to actively fight with the enemy monks.

However, Zhao Dongbo and others seem to be very eager to make military exploits, and it is a simple shortcut to improve their status in the sect, obtain a good fief, and create a reputation in the Dongluo River Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Everyone thinks differently, and although they are all sent out to fight, they have completely different mentalities.

Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed at himself in his heart, and hurried away without hurrying.

Zhao Dongbo rushed to the front, and arrived at the Dongluo River Grand Canyon by faint starlight, as long as he flew over the Grand Canyon, he entered the vast Dongluo River Mountains.

Zhao Dongbo glanced back at this time, but found that there were only four Lieyang monks who were usually close to him behind him, while Yuwen Zhouyuan, Long Qiyun, Liu Mode and others were hundreds of feet behind.

Zhao Dongbo's face suddenly turned a little cold, and he said, "What's the matter with you guys? If you can't complete the task of destroying the enemy monk's collection of spirit stones, and you are punished by the Great Elder, who will be responsible?"

"Hmph, Senior Brother Zhao, it's not easy for us to cultivate to the point where we are now, why are you working so hard? For this reward of the sect, can you use such a desperate effort? You can't save your life if you break it, you have to fight to the front, don't pull others up. Long Qiyun, the oldest among the people, said without being salty or light.

Long Qiyun has lived for more than a hundred years, and he has a deep understanding of the hardships of the cultivation path, and now he is only the cultivation of the fourth layer of the True Yuan, and the older he gets, the more he doesn't want to die.

Zhao Dongbo's face suddenly became ugly, isn't Long Qiyun, an old immortal, sarcastic that they covet the rewards of the sect, he wants to make meritorious contributions to the sect, what's wrong?

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Yuwen Zhouyuan groaned slightly, and persuaded him: "It's better like this, our ten True Yuan Cultivators are a bit more active together, and it is more flexible to divide into two True Yuan squads of five people." The two True Yuan squads are separated by miles from each other on the left and right, and they can support each other in time. After arriving at the glacier cold valley, first go to see the situation over there, if the enemy's strength is very weak, let's do it together, if the strength is too strong, retreat first and discuss how to deal with the enemy, what do you think of the brothers?"

At Yuwen Joowon's suggestion to split into two squads and act alone, leaning on each other to facilitate support, the monks gladly accepted.

Since everyone thinks differently, it is better to act separately. And the number of people is smaller, and the action is more flexible, in case of a surprise attack, as long as it is not too far apart, a distance of several miles, for the Zhenyuan monks, it is a few blinking eyes of the monks each threw out their flying magic weapons, flew over the narrow Dongluo River Dafeng Valley, and entered the Dongluo River Mountains.

In the evening of the next day, a group of Sun Monks arrived at a valley hundreds of miles in the Dongluo River Mountains, and the entire valley was shrouded in a thick fog except for the tall glaciers around it, and it was impossible to see the situation inside from the sky.

Several narrow paths run through the forest, and unlike the sunny rays of the basin, the dense and gloomy glacial valleys are shrouded in a black and dark blue mist, giving the monks an atmosphere of mystery and oppression.