Immortal Road.

Chapter 143 Meeting an acquaintance again
Time and space seemed to be frozen at the last moment, and the picture became eternal.

After an unknown amount of time, the surrounding starry sky shattered like a mirror, and Lin Shan and the Black Skull Demon Lord looked at each other in shock. It was the first time they had experienced the feeling of having their minds frozen.

"The last one is the Immortal Class Mighty One."

Lin Shan swallowed his saliva, uttered these words with difficulty, and looked at the Black Skull Demon Lord steadily.

The latter seemed unwilling to say more and just responded vaguely.

"It's what you think"

"Whoo~"

Lin Shan inexplicably broke into a mirage and watched an interstellar war, which made his heart surge with emotions. He felt his own insignificance and at the same time developed a yearning for the vast world outside the world.

He also didn't know where the war took place, maybe in the distant sky, maybe in the ancient fairyland, or even in his hometown in his previous life!
The flying saucer, which represented technological civilization, brought back his long-lost memories.
As he thought about it, he felt the whistling wind and the vast white sky and earth around him again, and suddenly remembered that when he broke in here, he seemed to be chasing the "Phantom Ancient Tree".

Coming to my senses, I looked around quickly and suddenly found a small sapling lying on the ground motionless not far away.

Lin Shan walked forward and picked up the sapling. The enhanced panel did not respond. It was obvious that the thing was still alive and the living being could not be identified.

He reached out and tugged at a small branch, but found that he couldn't pull it. He then took out his black iron sword and chopped it, and it broke a hole!

Now Lin Shan got angry, and he took out his magic weapon "Water-Breaking Sword" and started sawing at the branches.

"sigh"

The sapling in his hand seemed to be awakened by the pain. When he woke up, he found that it was being sawed. He was so scared that he began to shake "rustlingly".

After a while, a small section of the branch was sawed off, and drops of juicy green juice flowed out. The wretched Black Skull Demon Lord next to it immediately took out a small bottle and filled it up without leaving a drop. Only then did the sapling stop struggling with tears in its eyes.

This time the reinforcement panel responded.

【Phantom Ancient Tree】

Quality: Fourth-level spiritual material

Introduction: Branches of a thousand-year-old phantom tree, materials for illusions, can be used to set up formations and refine equipment.

Enhancement required: 64 points

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[Phantom Liquid]

Quality: Fourth-level spiritual liquid

Introduction: The sap of the thousand-year-old ancient phantom tree can assist in practicing illusion skills, improving illusion resistance, and refining illusion pills.

Enhancement required: 64 points

……

After getting two treasures in a row, Lin Shan couldn't help but grin and burst into laughter. The Black Skull Demon Lord next to him also laughed strangely. Only the sapling in his hand trembled, and the leaves on it rustled.

This ancient phantom tree was clearly a chicken that could lay eggs, and was a renewable resource. Whether it was the ancient phantom tree or the phantom liquid, he could not only use it himself, but also take it out to exchange with high-level monks.

As long as you don't kill the goose that lays the golden eggs, you can just slowly reap the harvest.

"It took this tree ten thousand years to become psychic, which is equivalent to the intelligence of a three-year-old child. This will help you control its personality."

The Black Skeleton Demon Lord was evasive, and it was obvious that he also wanted to have a piece of the pie. He now also had a storage bag, in which he secretly hid a bunch of belongings he had taken from Lin Shan, and he always wanted to start his own business.

"It would be great if I had seeds, so my bean-sowing soldiers would have a high-end combat capability."

Lin Shan did not respond. He did not want the Black Skull Demon Lord to have too much wealth, otherwise he would be uncomfortable if he became the host.

However, the two men checked the saplings in their hands over and over again, but did not find any fruit seeds. Perhaps this spiritual tree was born by heaven and earth, and did not reproduce by seeds.

Next, Lin Shan took out a spirit beast bag and planted a spirit beast contract with the ancient tree. This one had no soul burden, so he threw it in and let it play by itself. Now the conditions are limited, so I can only let it stay here for the time being, and find a way to change it to a bigger nest later.

……

With the guidance of the virtual star disk, Lin Shan turned left and right, almost getting himself dizzy, and finally walked out of the miasma wind belt. The eyes suddenly became bright, and a subtle light from the sky poured down.

After walking along the narrow path for several hundred miles, the view on both sides became wider, which meant that he had completely walked out of the dirty canyon.

As soon as he got out of the canyon, he heard the deafening shouts of killing ahead. Lin Shan flew up to the sky on his sword and looked far away. He found a huge military camp lying not far from the valley entrance. However, it seemed that there were not many righteous monks stationed there. There were only about a few hundred people resisting the attack. The attacker was none other than his old boss Yan Yuanchun!

Yan Yuanchun walked out of the miasma wind belt at some point, bringing with her more than 300 subordinates, including Luanchun and three other female cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It turned out that Lin Shan was left behind by her.

I don't know if this female guardian is bored or just brave enough to lead people to attack the camp of the righteous sect stationed here. She is so brave!
In fact, it was not surprising. A few days ago, the East Gate Pass was in a stalemate, and the Black Lotus Sect attacked the city and was just one step away from breaking through. The Zixiao Sect, which was responsible for the defense of the central war zone, was also busy transferring troops from other areas to support the East Gate Pass.

At the entrance of the Poisonous Canyon, only the original medium-sized sect Cang Xuan Sect was left to guard it, and most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled. This is the saying that if you take money from one place, you will lose it.

Yan Yuanchun led the team out of the dark miasma wind belt and was overjoyed to find that the righteous camp in front of them was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. This was simply a godsend opportunity. If they could capture this camp, it would be a great achievement.

The sudden attack caught the righteous monks completely off guard and they were completely unprepared.

Many rune cannons and arrow towers on the camp were destroyed, but fortunately there were still various large formations left, and these old, weak, sick and disabled people began to fight desperately. The magic monks of the advance detachment also took the opportunity to attack, and the two sides fought fiercely.

Although most of Yan Yuanchun's subordinates are cannon fodder, she still has hundreds of direct female cultivators under her command. They are her disciples who have followed her since Yichuan and have been carefully protected by her along the way. They are finally put to use at this moment.

Siege equipment was assembled one by one, including battering rams, ladders, catapults, and crossbows, and puppets were also released one by one.

In the sky, Yan Yuanchun was fighting with a Jindan-stage cultivator. The cultivator was standing on a snow-white crane with eighteen crescent moons around it. It seemed that he was suppressing her. Yan Yuanchun's mandarin duck brocade handkerchief stretched more than ten meters under her feet, and countless goldfish and carp jumped out of it, but they were chopped into pieces by her opponent one by one.

"Should we go over there?"

Lin Shan and the Black Skull Demon Lord secretly observed the battle ahead, discussing whether or not to join in the siege. However, the attack of the demon monks on the ground seemed to be going smoothly, but the guardian Yan in the sky seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"Go ahead, this woman looks like she's planning a great killing move, this victory will be a big win!"

The Black Skull Demon Lord had a sharp eye. After staring for a while, he immediately figured out what was going on. He guessed that since Yan Yuanchun dared to fight, she must have a plan in mind, so he urged Lin Shan to rush forward and take the credit.

Although this skeleton has a bad character, his vision is still trustworthy. Lin Shan followed suit and was about to go forward to meet his fellow disciple when he suddenly thought of something.

He took out the summoning flag and shook it with his hand. A vortex appeared out of nowhere and figures rolled out immediately. Almost all of them fell to the ground.

"Ouch! Am I not in the Yin Miasma Fantasy Wind Belt? Where is this?"

"Huh? It's the Messenger, you saved me?"

"You finally got me out, old man. I missed you so much!"

"Woo! I got lost in the jungle on the first night and have survived till now. I didn't expect to meet you again!"

……

A bunch of younger brothers were suddenly rescued, and they were overjoyed and grateful, hugging Lin Shan's thigh and flattering him. What the latter did not expect was that the people who disappeared in the dense forest on the first night actually survived!

You are such a talented person. You actually survived in that nest of poisonous insects for four or five days!

Lin Shan kept a small notebook in his mind, secretly writing down the boy's name, planning to train him well when he returned.

It’s just a pity that the number one confidant, Old Man Zhong, was not summoned, and no one knows what went wrong over there.

Then Lin Shan didn't waste any words and led a group of younger brothers to charge towards the Zhengdao camp in front.

At this time, the rhythm of the battlefield had become fierce. Under the leadership of four Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, several hundred people from the Black Lotus Sect had destroyed a large number of siege equipment as a price. They had already attacked the top of the camp and started fighting face to face with the defending righteous monks.

Lin Shan's twenty or so younger brothers were originally listless, but when they saw that their side had the advantage, they immediately became energetic, climbed up the ladders and charged into the city.

It vividly describes what it means to "smile happily when the wind is favorable, and act like a jerk when the wind is unfavorable."

The Black Skeleton Demon Lord was not idle either. He jumped down from Lin Shan's side, turned back to his original size, and took out the bone banner. Groups of white skeletons waving small knives crawled out.

While picking up the broken rune crossbows on the top of the city wall, it directed its skeletons to carry crossbow stones and spiritual materials into its storage bag, and began to pick up leaks as if no one was around.

The fellow monks nearby were furious when they saw someone snatching the spoils, but they all recognized the identity of the skeleton monster, which seemed to be the "pet" of Lin Shan, the Foundation Establishment Stage envoy, so they had to grit their teeth and swallow their anger.

Lin Shan did not restrict this guy from collecting spoils of war. He thought that he was planning to recycle materials and refine crossbows to play the legion, so he let him do it. Anyway, he did not know how to refine weapons, so it was okay to let him go and improve his strength.

He did not linger in the battle on the city wall, but flew directly to the camp on his sword, and found that the four female cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage under Yan Yuanchun had already rushed in.

What surprised him was that the little girl Luanchun was fighting with a female cultivator of the righteous path who was in the foundation-building stage in the central army tent.

This female cultivator was dressed in a blue palace dress. Her dark eyebrows were cold and noble, her red lips were enchanting and seductive enough to make someone bleed. Her whole body exuded a temperament that could be admired from afar but not touched.

Considering the information I heard before, the sect garrisoned by the righteous camp here is the Yingchuan Cang Xuan Sect, so the identity of this female foundation-building cultivator is self-evident.

It happened to be an old acquaintance he hadn’t seen for a long time!
(End of this chapter)