Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 458 Secret Substitution
It was another moonlit night, and Fang Qingyuan and Xiong Feng walked together. At an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, braving the biting cold wind, they headed towards the place designated by Cui Dongcheng.

Five years ago, Cui Dongcheng secretly visited the Qingyuan Sect, firstly to seek supplies for the Huanjian Sect, and secondly, to exchange the entire copy of the sect's secret book "The Mirage Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" for Fang Qingyuan's promise that at the right time, Ask Xiong Feng to take action once.

A few days ago, Cui Dongcheng sent a letter to Fang Qingyuan, which mentioned this matter in a vague way. Fang Qingyuan also understood it and immediately decided to go to the appointment.

Now that Fang Qingyuan and Xiong Feng arrived early, Fang Qingyuan had to check the spot first to confirm that nothing was wrong, at least to confirm that this was not a trap for himself and Xiong Feng.

When hanging out in Baishan, it is essential to be on guard against others. Even if there is no clear conflict of interest between the Fantasy Sword Alliance and the Qingyuan Sect, Fang Qingyuan believes that it is essential to have a hand in everything.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan secretly came out of the Qingyuan Sect more than half a month in advance. No one except Liu Xun knew about it. Anyway, the Jindan monks stayed in seclusion for several months. Even if Fang Qingyuan didn't show up for half a year, it didn't matter.

The location designated by Cui Dongcheng is naturally the thick soil desert. Although Fang Qingyuan is from Baishan, this is the first time for Fang Qingyuan to come to the thick soil desert in the southeastern part of Baishan.

The Houtu League has the largest territory among all the forces in Baishan. Its territory is over one million square kilometers, which is twice the territory of the Lingmu League.

However, although the territory is large, there are not enough elite places. In the vast expanse of desert, there are many lands where mortals cannot survive. Only in places with water sources can mortal tribes gather. This has also led to the monks of the Thousand Earth Alliance. Among the many forces, he is not outstanding.

On the contrary, the Lianshui League has a medium-sized territory, but its mortal population is twice that of the Lingmu League. It has now established a population of nearly 30 million people, while the Lingmu League has swallowed up the mountain capital. After the land, the population was only close to 15 million.

When Fang Qingyuan was young, when the Qingyuan Sect had just established its sect, the camel ray team in the sect had also taken orders to go to the thick desert, so Fang Qingyuan still had some impression of this place.

In fact, there are very few exchanges between monks in the north and south of Baishan Mountain, because between the two places, like a horizontal mountain range, stands a huge sect, the He Huan Sect.

The family tradition of He Huanzong is very strange. It is neither the type to live a stable life in the fields, nor the type to rob homes and plunder the outside world, but the type to pursue their own pleasure behind closed doors and not have much contact with the outside world.

He Huanzong's card is located between the north and south of Baishan Mountain. It is relatively exclusive for monks from other forces to pass through its own territory. The inspection is stricter and they do not set up cards to collect taxes. Therefore, for a long time, the exchanges between monks from the north and the south have not been very frequent.

Of course, the two Nascent Soul monks from He Huanzong are still unable to get up and down the White Mountain, so even if Fang Qingyuan and Xiong Feng fly high above He Huanzong's head, He Huanzong's formation cannot be discovered.

Starting from Qingyuan Sect, going around the edge of Baishan Mountain, and then crossing the boundary of Hehuan Sect, Fang Qingyuan and Xiong Feng finally arrived at the place where Huanjian Alliance, Baishan Sword Sect and Houtu and Ruijin Alliance were fighting.

One man and one beast just stopped on the cloud head, and began to observe the situation below through the cover of the clouds and mist in the sky.

As far as the eye can see, thick yellow spiritual protective shields are buckled on the ground like pot lids. These spiritual protective shields are connected in series like pearl necklaces. Even the brightness is the same. It seems that they should belong to the same set. Formation.

There was chaos inside the protective shield, and outsiders could not see clearly what was going on inside. However, Fang Qingyuan guessed that there should be many monks from the thick earth and sharp gold alliances on guard here.

Thousands of protective shields stretch for more than ten miles, standing quietly in the desert. Opposite these protective shields are the camps of the Fantasy Sword Alliance and the Baishan Sword Sect.

Among them, the camp of the Fantasy Sword League looks more refined, while the camp of the Baishan Sword Sect looks more simple, which is relatively easy to distinguish.

The current situation is obvious. The Fantasy Sword League and the Baishan Sword Sect are the main attackers and have a strategic advantage, while the Houtu League and the Ruijin League are the main defenders and are relatively passive.

This situation is completely opposite to the situation in the north of Baishan Mountain, where Lingmu and Lihuo Alliance are the main attackers, while Dan Alliance is the main defender.

This time's war is the resurgence of war since the last conflict between the two families.

Logically speaking, the war should not have continued so soon after it ended, but at the signal of the ancestors of the various families on Baishan Mountain, several families with old grievances started fighting again.

Now that the war has been going on for ten years, both sides are somewhat unable to fight. The main problem is that the war that was supposed to be like a blitzkrieg was dragged into two big bad battles, forming two stinking quagmires. , a swamp that keeps devouring flesh and blood.

Among them, the performance of the two defensive parties, Houtu League, is similar to that of Dan League. They are both defensive warriors who cannot be killed, boiled, or boiled. Lingmu Lihuo cannot attack Danqing Mountain, and Huanjian League and Baishan League How could the Sword Sect break through the iron wall of the thick earth and sharp gold alliance? Regarding the entire war situation, it can be said that the tenacity of the two families is the cornerstone of everything.

But there are still some differences between the two families. The Dan Alliance relies on a fourth-level formation. This was obtained by exchanging merit points with Dazhou Academy in the grand reward after the last war. It has extremely strong defensive capabilities. And it was extremely difficult to restrain, so when faced with the Lingmu Lihuo coalition, which was stronger than the two sword sects, his family could only passively hold on from the beginning to the end, sitting in the trapped city.

The Houtu League, on the other hand, relied on Baishan's largest territory and the entire defense system designed by Chai Yi for the Lingmu League when they went south to rescue them last time. They fought a tug-of-war with the two sword sects and achieved more results than the Dan League. There were too many, and the entire territory was never lost, but his family's strength was already above that of the Dan Alliance, and the two sword sects were not as strong as the Lingmu Lihuo Alliance.

Now, nearly 20,000 troops from these four forces are gathered here, and they seem to be fighting to the death.

Of course, this is probably just a strategy of the Houtu League, because in the past few years, every time the Houtu League put on this posture, they did not hesitate at all when it came time to retreat.

"He Huanzong's attitude is very ambiguous. They are holding back the reinforcements from Lingmu League and Lihuo League and preventing them from going south to help Houtu and Ruijin. But on the other hand, they are unwilling to actually help Huanjian League and Baishan Sword League. Send troops to conquer the front lines of these two families, they want to be fishermen."

High in the sky, looking at the huge battle line below, Fang Qingyuan communicated with Xiong Feng. He was bored at this time, so it would be okay to chat.

Xiong Feng lay lazily on the clouds. The thin clouds were like a solid quilt at this moment. Xiong Feng looked very comfortable and did not look like he was about to fight.

"I heard that the two Nascent Soul cultivators of He Huan Sect were originally cousins. The male cultivator used a whip and the male cultivator used a pestle. They joined forces. No one in the Baishan Nascent Soul cultivator could defeat them. Do you think they will fight in the next battle? Will it show up?"

Listening to Xiong Feng's speculation, Fang Qingyuan gave his own answer:

"Probably not. If they want to take action, no matter who they prefer, this war will be over long ago. He Huanzong's position represents the meaning of their ancestors. They will not let you win or lose. They just drag on. Bar."

"It's really strange and twisted. There should be a reason behind this that we don't know. However, the Baishan Five Elements Sect has always been on the same side. Why doesn't the Water Alliance participate in this war?"

Xiong Feng took out a piece of purple ginseng from somewhere and gnawed it like a radish. After Fang Qingyuan saw it, he turned a blind eye and explained:

"In the Baishan Mountains, the Lianshui League is considered an outlier. Their family style is generally biased toward Qiyun Taoism. Perhaps this is because their realm is closer to the Qiyun realm. The monks of the Lianshui League generally do not come to visit the interior of the Baishan Mountains. If there is a need, just go to Qiyun. This has been the case for hundreds of years. Now even many monks in the Water Alliance probably don’t recognize themselves as members of the Five Elements Alliance. Do you still expect them to participate in the war against the Dan Alliance? "

"Hmph, you have the heart, but you don't have the life. Your feet are still on Baishan Mountain, and your neck is about to reach Qi Yun. I'm not afraid of someone slapping you back." Xiong Feng expressed his feelings for Lian Shui Meng. After he was not optimistic about this, he also finished eating the purple ginseng. Then he took out a long sugar cane and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Guess who we are going to fight next? Are we going to fight these golden elixirs below? If so, then Cui Dongcheng has made a loss-making deal."

Seeing Xiong Feng's juices overflowing from his meal, Fang Qingyuan thought of Jin Bao. He also loved eating sugar cane.

It has been five years and Jinbao has not yet woken up. Although Fang Qingyuan is not too worried, he still wants to see Jinbao soon. If Jinbao is awake at this time, he will snatch half of the sugar cane from Xiong Feng's hand at any cost.

"They should be fighting against the Nascent Souls of the Thousand Earth Alliance and the Ruijin Alliance. Otherwise, they are just dealing with the Golden Core cultivators and asking you to take action is really overkill."

A piece of sugar cane entered Xiong Feng's belly in the blink of an eye, and he took out another one, and then said: "I am very curious about human military formations. I heard that even Yuanying was able to defeat a large formation composed of ten thousand people. ,Is it like this?"

"Didn't you experience it back then? The biggest difference between humans and wild monsters is that they know how to unite and cooperate. In the eyes of Nascent Soul monks, ten thousand monsters are just trouble, but ten thousand Qi cultivators are the foundation, and one hundred are the foundation. As the backbone and a Golden Core cultivator as the hub, you can resist the Nascent Soul. This is human wisdom and discipline."

Xiong Feng laughed a few times and recalled the past events, "I didn't understand it deeply at that time. When I saw that my elder brother was in trouble, I ran away immediately. Otherwise, I would have been a step too late and I wouldn't have been able to escape even if I wanted to. This tens of thousands of troops formed I haven’t experienced it either.”

"Oh, then it seems that you can fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Xiong Feng took out a piece of sugar cane and threw it at Fang Qingyuan. Fang Qingyuan raised his hand to catch it, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and responded:
"Qiqi is filial to you? She doesn't spend money recklessly. She basically saves all the salary given to her in the past few years. Unlike Fan Chong and Yue Ya, they don't have spiritual stones when they get them, and they don't know where they have been spent. ?”

Listening to Fang Qingyuan complaining about his two heirs, Xiong Feng lazily turned over and turned his back to Fang Qingyuan, "Call me if there is any movement. I will take a rest first. If there is a fight, you must be mentally alert beforehand."

Fang Qingyuan was speechless. He thought for a while, and his mind connected with the bee mother in the fairy mansion. The next moment he waved his hand, the long flag rolled in his hand, and the bees like a tide were thrown out and fell into the military formation below.

"Spring has begun, even the bees have come out. Spring is here, can winter be far behind?"

Bao Sanping looked at the bees flying in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face. He had just been assigned to the military formation not long ago, and he was considered a pure rookie. He had not experienced cruel fighting yet, so when he saw the bees, he was still in the mood to express emotion.

But contrary to Bao Sanping, more monks only had numbness in their eyes. They looked at the flying bees with mostly empty eyes.

These monks are not direct descendants of the Fantasy Sword Alliance. Although they are both members of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, they are just miscellaneous members of other small sects and families in the alliance who have been drawn out to participate in the war. Their more important role as monks is to provide humanoid spiritual energy. The most common thing they did was to provide as much of their mana as possible for the formation to use when the tens of thousands of troops were deployed.

It's like the most common fighting method in Baishan. You release the talisman and I use the flying sword. A battle lasts for dozens of miles, and it can't be seen at this moment.

When the spells that cover the sky and the sun come towards you, the most important thing you hope for is that your own formation can withstand it. As for anything else, you have no time to think about it.

"Bees? Why are they here? No, there are all of them, draw your swords!"

Under the command of the team leader, sword energy flew out one after another. These bees were unfortunately cut into many pieces and scattered evenly on the ground.

"Bees, no more."

Bao Sanping looked at the remains of these bees in pain, and crouched down to see them in distress. He naturally likes to be in contact with animals. After his spiritual roots were detected since he was a child, he wanted to take the route of driving spiritual beasts, but the Fantasy Sword Alliance was unable to use it. The sword is orthodox, and there is no way to survive in beast control or anything like that.

"Fool!"

Seeing Bao Sanping's appearance, the leader of the team made a cold comment, then turned around and returned to his barracks.

Bao Sanping collected all the remains of the bees, left the barracks, found a green place, dug a pit and buried them.

"Little bee, please give birth to a good child in your next life. It's best not to be a bee, and certainly not to be a human being, because being a human being is actually quite tiring."

"What you said makes sense, fellow Taoist. In fact, the most important thing for a person is to pay attention to the timing."

Bao Sanping turned around and looked at a young monk with a handsome face and outstanding demeanor who was talking to him. He looked confused and asked, "Fellow Taoist, which team are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Although Bao Sanping was not an old man yet, he was not a real fool either. When he saw such a monk with such great grace but had no impression of him, he had already secretly held the warning talisman in his hand, ready to activate it at any time.

"It's rare that fellow Taoist likes spiritual beasts so much. How about this? You do me a favor and I'll guarantee you a good future in the future?"

"What are you talking about? How can I help you?"

"Oh, I feel that your heart agrees. Then please ask fellow Taoist to take a nap for a few days."

"What are you going to do?"

The next breath, Bao Sanping fell softly to the ground. At this time, a hand grabbed him, and then Bao Sanping's body disappeared here.

The warning talisman in his hand was in an aroused state, but without the spiritual stimulation of the owner, the talisman flickered for a few breaths and then returned to calm.

A few breaths later, a man who looked exactly like Bao Sanping appeared. He took out a water mirror, looked at his face, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he turned around and walked towards the barracks just now.

(End of this chapter)