There are no years of monasticism, and before you know it, four years have passed.

Chen Zhi is still in the belly of the mountain and has never left the customs.

But he didn't know that the cultivation world had been surging at this moment, and drastic changes had taken place.

Just more than three years ago, Shushan, one of the four great gates of the Middle Earth monastic world, suddenly announced that it would change its courtyard and take refuge in southern Xinjiang, and after destroying the entire Shushan mountain range, it moved south and transferred to southern Xinjiang.

At this time, just after the Xinwang Mausoleum incident, all factions in Middle-earth have lost a lot of Yuanying masters in the faction, and after losing these pillars, their vitality was greatly damaged, but the factions in southern Xinjiang provoked a big war at the right time at this time.

But not long after the outbreak of the civil war in Middle-earth, the Turks in the north suddenly declared war on the monastic realm of Middle-earth, and after this sudden declaration of war, the three strongest gods of the Turkic tribe suddenly attacked, and it took only three months for the Turkic army to abandon the steppe to advance into the northern hinterland of the Middle-earth territory.

At this moment, under the anger of the Middle-earth monastic world, they had no choice but to face each other at the same time, recruit all walks of life, form an alliance, and a full-scale war is about to break out!

Chen Zhi himself, however, was not aware of such a change at all, and was still cultivating alone in the cave.

Time passes, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle!

Another few years passed.

On this day, in the sky above Chen Zhi's cave, suddenly black clouds pressed on the top, silver snakes danced wildly, and the sky suddenly changed.

At the same time, the slightest trace of aura for more than 100 miles nearby all frantically gathered towards Chen Zhi's cave mansion, and formed a vortex of aura visible to the naked eye.

Such a vision naturally attracted the attention of those who were interested, and after thinking about it, many people still gathered here.

But this vision came and went quickly, and it was only half a day later, when the clouds opened and the sun rose, and the vision had disappeared.

When these people came to the cave, they saw that the door of the secret room was wide open, but the stone table and stone bench inside were shattered by the sword qi, and they couldn't see the original appearance at all. The master of the cave is long gone.

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Above the clouds of the nine heavens, the wind was grinning, piercing the primordial spirit.

Chen Zhi stepped on the Moyu flying boat, flying alone above the clouds, his body was restrained, and his aura was covered, blocking the Gangfeng outside.

Above the clouds of the Nine Heavens, there is a perennial Gang wind, this kind of Gang Wind can directly blow the fragile Yuan Shen to pieces, if it is not for the cultivation to reach the Yuan Infant Stage, it will not be able to fly on it at all, and at this moment, Chen Zhi is flying on it, but there is another reason.

Because as soon as he flew out of the cave, he found that there were several cultivators of different races coming towards his cave, which made him slightly frightened in his heart, and decisively gave up his cave and left there.

Later, during the flight, he encountered a number of alien cultivators patrolling various critical intersections, and many cultivators kept coming in the direction of his cave. Such an abnormal scene made Chen Zhi feel a little strange more and more.

Later, he finally heard the news from an old woman that the Northern Turks had declared war on the Middle-earth realm, and the war had already begun!

"War?" Chen Zhi touched his nose while flying in the wind, feeling helpless.

This kind of inter-ethnic war, which lasts for thousands of years, cannot be ended when it is over, and it seems that it is impossible to stay out of it no matter what!

Half a day later, Chen Zhi witnessed a great battle between monks.

And after seeing this battle, Chen Zhi realized that the development of things was far more serious than he imagined.

At this point, Chen Zhi did not stop at all, and flew away in the direction where the monks of Middle-earth gathered.

Half a month later, Chen Zhi finally came to the sky above a tall stone mountain called Luofeng Mountain, and as soon as he appeared, he was discovered by a high-ranking monk below and stopped him.

Zhang Zhenren, who is known as the elder of Canglang Pavilion, as soon as he heard that Chen Zhinai was a loose cultivator in the Middle Earth cultivation world, immediately took out a piece of green jade token, claiming that the Middle Earth cultivation world is in trouble, and the husband is responsible, this green jade token is called "Three Realms Order", which is passed down by Gu Xiu, and those who see this token must obey the requisition and fight for the country!

For this "Three Realms Order", Chen Zhi has also heard a little, and now that he sees that even this thing has come out, he knows that the Dao Middle Earth cultivation world has indeed reached the point where all the people must be soldiers, this kind of ancient token has an ancient deterrent, but it is not Zhang Zhenren's words.

Soon, due to the urgency of the war, Chen Zhi was quickly incorporated into a combat team, responsible for leading more than a dozen monks in the Yudan period.

The person in charge of guarding this place is Zhang Zhenren and a big man named Wu Handa, both of whom are cultivators in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, in addition to this, there are three or four monks in the early Yuan Infant Period, Zhang Zhenren and Wu Handa are the highest cultivators, and these two people are naturally headed here.

However, these two belong to the Seven Star Sect and a sect called Qiantumen, but they have always been unconvinced by each other. And the main force guarding this place is also a disciple of these two sects.

Therefore, for the sake of their own interests, the two have been arguing about how many people they have arranged to guard this place.

But on the second day after Chen Zhi had just arrived at this stronghold in front of the station, the reconnaissance cavalry in front of him suddenly made an urgent report: "Outside the Minshan Mountain Range, there are traces of Turkic strikers!"

The sharp disputes between these two people have all come to naught in the face of the upcoming war, no matter which sect they are, although they are usually quarrelsome, but there is still a basic consciousness of this.

Zhang Zhenren is a Taoist priest with fairy wind and bones, he has a good skin, and he is also responsible for all matters such as military advisors and staff. He immediately reviewed the enemy information gathered by the scouts, and summoned several other Yuan Infant monks to pounce on the sand table together, circling the general direction and position of the enemy's movement, but for Chen Zhi, a newcomer and strange monk, he was naturally not qualified to participate in it.

In order to further confirm this, a large number of monks who were skilled in seclusion and stealth were sent out to conduct more detailed reconnaissance of the Turkic dynamics and scale.

Four waves of scouts, a total of twenty Qi Induction Period monks, four early stage monks of the Jiedan, and one monk of the late stage of the Jiedan, and only one of the early stage monks and the late stage monks came back in the end, and they were all injured a lot, which made Zhang Zhenren realize the seriousness of the matter at once. The atmosphere of the entire defenders of Luofeng Mountain also became tense at once.

Then after several meetings in front of the station, because the situation was far worse than imagined, Zhang Zhenren finally recruited Chen Zhiye into the pre-war venue, and several monks in the Qi Initiation Period spent pieces of jade slips one by one into the hands of several Yuanying monks, and in the entire venue, everyone pasted the jade slips on their foreheads and swept up the contents with their spiritual sense.

"Okay, after everyone reads the contents, immediately destroy these things, and then, immediately according to the requirements inside, go to their respective defense sites to set up defenses, and the Turkic vanguard is about to arrive!" Zhang Zhenren immediately commanded loudly as soon as everyone finished reading it.

Andulan was the chief immortal master of a medium-sized tribe in the Turks, and was highly respected among the tribe, but when it came to the Turkic army, he was only an inconspicuous leader, but despite this, he was entrusted with a small task - to lead his tribe to capture a high ground on the southern slope of the Luofeng Mountain.

Out of the conference hall, Chen Zhi had already gone straight to the south slope, where there was a small sentry, when Chen Zhi arrived there to fit, it was already densely covered with some fortifications.

Chen Zhi stood on the top of the bamboo tower and looked down, only to see that the bottom of the southern slope was already densely covered with Turkic monks, looking at their banners and costumes, they should be from the same tribe. Some of the Turkic scouts in the vanguard were already cruising around the southern slope, and they exuded a faint aura, but under the effect of the extremely wide coverage of the Falling Wind Mountain, they could not take the lead in killing the upper mountain at all, so they could only intercept and kill the scouts of the Falling Wind Mountain nearby, waiting for the arrival of the large army.

And judging from the way these people are, they are all good at retreating, and if they send people down now, they will inevitably turn around and flee.

As the sun set, the opposing party's large force finally drove to the foot of the southern slope.

This time, followed by the afterglow of the sunset, Chen Zhi and the others finally saw the opponent's face clearly.

There were two terrible neighing sounds in the sky. Two huge flying spirit beasts flew through the sky, skimming over the southern slope. Every defender of the southern slope saw that the front half of the beast's body resembled that of an eagle, and the back half of it was the body of a horse, with a pair of wings stretched out for a full five meters, and a monk sitting on each end. The eyes that scanned the ground were like falcons.

"Hippogriff!"

Seeing this kind of flying demonic beast flying over the sky in defiance of the ban on air, the corners of Chen Zhi's mouth curled, but he didn't care, he naturally understood that the other party was using this to give them some psychological pressure, to be honest, the two flying demonic beasts were just two flying demonic beasts, and they would not play a decisive role in the progress of the battlefield at all.

For the battle of defending the city, although Chen Zhi said that it was the first time to command, he was particularly confident.

Compared to these flying demonic beasts, what Chen Zhi paid more attention to was the large row of black-pressed warriors below.

These warriors all have bulging muscles, tendon muscles all over their bodies, and the armor on their bodies still faintly transmits aura fluctuations, obviously some expensive spell armor, as soon as these people appeared, they immediately raised a shield more than one person high, lined up in a pair of neat phalanxes, and surged towards the hillside.

"What do they want to do?" A Seven Star Pavilion monk asked a little strangely when he saw this formation, the flying sword in his hand had already been stimulated with a flash of inspiration, and he was about to throw it out.

"Don't worry, the other party is just listening to the truth, now is not the time to do it, is the defensive mask ready?" Chen Zhi held it down and said lightly.

"Ready, won't we fight back?" The monk saw Chen Zhi's indifferent expression, and his expression relaxed.

As soon as the shield array rushed halfway, he suddenly raised the shield above his head, flipped his wrist, and aimed his bows and crossbows at the defensive formation on the southern slope.

"Bang, bang, bang......" A series of explosions sounded, the long crossbow exploded, sparks burst out, and after each explosion, there were seven crossbow arrows forming a stamen-shaped fan, shooting towards the defense line on the southern slope,

"Open the defensive light shield!" Chen Zhi saw the other party's dense crossbow arrows like raindrops, and after the blue light in his eyes flickered slightly, his heart was already like a mirror, and he knew that this was a tentative attack by the other party. Most of them are here to test the weak points of their defenses. But even so, he still did not hesitate to order the light mask to be opened, so that the other party could see enough at one time!

"Dangdangdang......" A dense tooth-aching popping sound exploded densely above the light mask, but the light mask trembled and blocked all these attacks.

Andulan, who was below, saw all this in his eyes and sneered in his heart. His attack this time, it seems to be quite powerful, but it has another deep meaning, before the crossbow arrow, it is loaded with a special paint, which can reflect the thickness of the light mask, they are cultivating immortal masters with special magical powers, and they can see it clearly below, the next attack, as long as it is aimed at those weak points, it is only a matter of time before the defense here is broken.