Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 249: Rock Ancestor
Cangshan is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood.

The roar faded away, and the sounds of spells and magic weapon explosions gradually stopped.

The walls of the Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City were covered with sticky black blood.

Under the city wall, there were piles of corpses of monsters and monks.

Some monsters with strong vitality have not yet completely died and are making low whimpers.

There was a burnt smell in the air.

Under the command of the high-level monks, the low-level monks were divided into two groups, one group to search for survivors of the battle, and the other group to deal with the remaining corpses of monsters.

Some monks had their limbs bitten off by monsters, some had their stomachs torn apart, and some were cut in half by spells such as wind blade magic.

The monks who were injured were fed with secret healing medicine and carefully nursed back to health, and they would be able to continue fighting after some time.

Lin Qiubai's sharp eyes revealed fatigue. He sighed deeply and ordered:

"You continue to clean up the battlefield. I will go and report to the ancestors."

Today is the tenth day since the battle broke out, and the monsters' attack intensity far exceeds everyone's original expectations.

The attack began at sunrise and ended when the sun set and the sky darkened.

The offensive was like a surging tide, one wave after another, with no moment of rest at all.

There were Yuan-level monsters hiding in the herd, and the city walls were breached by them from time to time.

Lin Qiubai was like a firefighter, constantly launching large-scale attacks to rescue the crisis on the city wall.

Other Chaoyuan-stage monks were doing the same thing as him.

The sword chanted, and he flew towards the top of the fairy city like a ray of light.

He stopped in front of a cave on the top of the mountain, and the door of the cave slowly opened.

"Qiubai, come in."

The kind voice came out with a special magnetism, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

Lin Qiubai strode into the cave. Even though he was very tired, his strides were still as if measured with a ruler.

Each step is two feet and seven inches, no more, no less.

The round-faced monk, who looked like a wealthy man, extended his hand, motioned for his disciple to sit down, and said gently:

"The battle is over. What are your thoughts on this?"

The cultivator was none other than the Jinling Sect's Jindan cultivator, Yuxiao Zhenren.

"The intensity of the battle has reached the limit of low-level cultivators. Although there is a rotation system, based on the intensity of the attack, Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City will not be able to hold out for more than a few months.

Unless we mobilize more disciples to come to the Immortal City, but then the rear will be relatively empty."

Lin Qiubai pondered and said that he was now pessimistic about defending Mingfeng Mountain for a long time.

Today, 70% of the mana in his body has been consumed, and it has reached a critical point.

As the consumption of mana continued to increase, it was impossible to replenish the mana by just swallowing pills and meditating for a night.

He is now at the fourth stage of Chaoyuan period, which makes him stronger than most cultivators of the same level. Other cultivators will inevitably face a more severe situation.

"If we increase the defensive strength of the mountain protection formation, the situation will be much better.

If the intensity of the attacks in the next few days is as high as before, I will discuss this with other fellow Taoists."

True Man Yuxiao said firmly, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

According to the process of previous demon disasters, Zhongzhou will send Yuanying cultivators to take charge, and Xizhou's Jindan cultivators can fight with more confidence.

Add to that the Jindan cultivators who came along, and the hundreds of late-stage foundation-building cultivators who came for the purpose of training and fighting, and the situation would definitely not be so passive.

When the Jinling Sect migrated to Xizhou, several major sects made guarantees.

Now that strong reinforcements have not arrived, the Jindan cultivators dare not act rashly.

He listened to the monks from Luofeng Valley talk about the last demon disaster. When encountering a large immortal city, the strategy of the demon beasts was to besiege and consume it first, and then launch a fierce attack after several months.

The situation encountered by Xiancheng this time was completely different. There was almost no siege stage, and it went directly into a fierce attack.

He was thinking about the changes in this demon disaster in his heart, and he dared not act rashly.

The spirit boat passed through the Chaoyang Peak formation and hovered above the treasure pavilion on the mountainside.

A figure jumped down from the flying boat and casually sent out a golden sword message.

The golden sword soared into the air, like a flying bird flying towards the top of the mountain.

Jia Yu heard the sound and walked out of the hall.

"Junior Brother Qin, why are you back?"

He had a bad feeling in his heart. The other party went to Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City to perform a guard mission. Logically, he would not return to the sect for a year or so.

Qin Yan looked back and said with a wry smile:
"Brother, the situation on the front lines is much more difficult than expected.

The monsters attacked in waves, and even though the Monster King hadn't appeared yet, the mountain protection formation was already fully activated, and several ancestors began to take charge of the front lines.

The monsters attacked like crazy, completely restraining the cultivators in the Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City.

The medium-sized strongholds built around the immortal city were captured one by one, and both sect cultivators and independent cultivators suffered heavy casualties.

Except for a very small number of powerful people who were able to break through the siege and return to the fairy city, the other cultivators became food for the monsters.

The defense line built with the Immortal City as the fulcrum in the plan was breached by half half a month after the full outbreak of the demon disaster.

Jia Yu was stunned:

"Have the demon kings gone mad? Could it be that their goal is to drive the human cultivators out of Xizhou?"

If this is true, it means that there must be a Nascent Soul stage monster involved behind the scenes.

Qin Yan let out a long sigh, "Who knows? Even though we have broken through to the Chao Yuan stage, we can only protect ourselves in the face of such a war."

A feeling of powerlessness washed over him, and he unconsciously clenched his fists. As the two were talking, a golden sword carrying a message flew down from the top of the mountain.

Qin Yan took the golden sword, probed his spiritual sense into it, and quickly read the contents.

"Brother, the ancestor has summoned me. I have to excuse myself."

"Brother, go quickly."

Jia Yu watched him leave, then shook his head slightly after a long moment:

"These are troubled times, and the situation is going to be unstable."

He turned and went back to the hall, leaving behind a sigh.

Outside the hall, the leaves rustled, and a few yellowing leaves swirled and fell.

In the cave, Zhenren Zhengyang listened to his disciple's report calmly and said calmly:
“It is better to rely on ourselves than on others. If others don’t give, we will be in a passive position.

The future of the sect and Xizhou ultimately depends on you."

The biggest problem in Xizhou is that there is no Nascent Soul cultivator in charge, otherwise the situation in Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City would not have fallen into such a passive position.

If a Jindan cultivator has the support of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he will dare to go out of the city to fight.

"What arrangements have been made on the front line, and how do we cooperate?"

Qin Yan whispered:
"Several ancestors discussed and decided that each sect should send out a Jindan-stage warrior and several high-level cultivators to stabilize the situation on the front lines."

As he spoke, he took out a jade slip, which contained information personally entered by True Man Yuxiao.

Zhenren Zhengyang picked up the jade slip, opened it with the key agreed upon by the two Jindan Zhenren, and then placed it on his forehead.

His face was full of uncertainty, and he finally sighed:
"You're going to use your resources so early. Well, please follow me."

Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City has spent a lot of resources and efforts from the three sects, and must hold on for a sufficient period of time to complete the mission.

As long as the immortal city stands, it will be an obstacle that the monsters and beasts cannot bypass, and the monster kings will not dare to attack the heartland of human cultivators without worry.

According to the original plan, the three sects intended to keep the enemy out of the radiation range of each sect.

The support from Zhongzhou arrived too late, making all their efforts go to waste.

Now we can only hope that Xiancheng can hold out long enough to wait for support to arrive.

In this way, although it is impossible to completely prevent small groups of monsters from sneaking into the hinterland to harass, the basic situation can be maintained.

A ball of fire cloud as brilliant as the sunset appeared under the feet of Zhenren Zhengyang, carrying him and Qin Yan to the treasure pavilion on the mountainside.

Jia Yu immediately bowed and said:
"I'm sorry for not welcoming you, ancestor, to your presence."

Zhengyang nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:

"Nephew, open the secret vault."

Jia Yu was shocked and stunned for a moment, then turned sideways and said:
"Ancestor, Junior Brother Qin, please!"

He turned around and strode forward, using some magic to break the restriction.

A part of the wall slowly retreated and separated to the sides, revealing a mirror-like gray stone wall.

A flash of light passed, and the stone wall disappeared, revealing a portal about ten feet high and four feet wide.

Qin Yan followed in last. He had never had the privilege of entering the sect's secret vault before, and he was wondering what on earth was in the vault that could have the combat power of a Jindan stage cultivator.

magic weapon?

Even if there is a magic weapon, using it once may drain the magic power of a Chaoyuan period cultivator.

Because of the characteristics of the magic weapon, it is impossible for several cultivators to control it together.

Besides, the two ancestors of the sect seem to have only one magic weapon each, and the sect cannot have any extra magic weapons to use.

The height of the secret vault is five meters, and huge cylindrical light curtains stand in the middle.

The colorful forbidden light shines, confusing people's eyes.

I couldn't see what was inside and there were no signs.

"Don't touch the forbidden light curtain, otherwise you will attract the attack of the formation."

Jia Yu turned around and gave some instructions, then pinched some magic formulas, and beams of light shot up and down, sinking into the rock wall, and the secret room suddenly became empty.

When Qin Yan was wondering, he saw a yellow light flashing on the stone slabs on the ground, and surging demonic power echoed in the secret vault, and the pressure of the Jindan level was emitted wantonly.

Under the impact of the powerful aura, he felt his breathing stagnate.

A monster over three meters tall, like a large pangolin, appeared.

The difference is that the monster has a white horn growing out of the tip of its nose, like a rhinoceros.

Qin Yan's heart began to pound wildly. He used to think that there was only Senior Brother Jia in the secret vault, and sometimes he would go out. Isn't it too hasty to rely solely on the formation for defense?

Now it seems that my thinking was too hasty!
A powerful demon in the Golden Core Realm is guarding here, and Senior Brother Jia is just a decoration!
Zhenren Zhengyang bowed and said in a deep voice:
"Ancestor Yan, for the sake of the sect, we need you to come out of seclusion."

His attitude was very respectful, because hundreds of years before he broke through to the Golden Core stage, the guardian spirit beast raised by the sect had already broken through to the Golden Core stage.

This is a secret that is kept secret and is the legacy left by the ancestors for the sect.

He condensed his voice into a line and recounted the events of Mingfeng Mountain.

He spoke very carefully, and the spirit beast's lantern-sized eyes blinked, indicating that it could understand.

"I don't understand your plan, and I'm too lazy to bother trying to figure it out.

Just to help guard, I'm willing to go.

But if the situation becomes extremely dire, I will quit and run away!"

The Earth Dragon Beast spoke in human language, saying that Mingfeng Mountain was not the sect's ancestral home, so it would not really fight to the death.

(End of this chapter)