In the many years that followed, Mo Ran led the Yakshas in battles across the country, recovered a large amount of territory, and made great military achievements.

The Yakshas felt nothing but awe for this leader and they missed the delicious food he prepared.

In the battle of Cuijuepo, a group of Yakshas were surrounded. They had already made up their minds to fight to the death.

Who would have thought that Mo Ran would personally lead the team to rescue these Yakshas. On that day, the words spoken by Mo Ran, dressed in black, warmed the hearts of many Yakshas.

"The Yasha clan are worthy warriors. You guard Liyue, and I, as your leader, will protect you! I will not allow any more unnecessary sacrifices!"

The Yakshas always kept these words in mind, and their morale never dropped since then, because their battle was not meaningless, and there were still people who remembered it.

In the subsequent Battle of Nantianmen, Mo Ran and Tengshe General Fushe fought against ten powerful demons. When the battle was nearing its end, a demon rushed towards Fushe with the determination to die. If he was hit by the sword, he would be seriously injured if not killed.

At the critical moment, lightning flashed, and Mo Ran, dressed in black, blocked the attack for Fu She. His body was pierced and blood flowed out like rain.

Of course, these demons were eventually defeated, but Mo Ran was in a coma for a few years before waking up.

Dihua Province is the center of Liyue and a major transportation hub where all kinds of people gather. Originally, the Rock King Morax had already opened up this road.

But as the war between demons spread, more and more demons appeared, and this place was naturally occupied. Many things happened here.

First, Mo Ran, dressed in black, led the five Yakshas to fight against twenty demon gods and remained undefeated, showing the Yakshas' bravery and strength.

What can be called a starting point is that when the immortals came to support, Ogihua Province had already been recovered. It took only a dozen years to completely eliminate the enemy from such a large area, which is truly horrifying.

At the very end, when Mo Ran was about to lead the Yakshas back, he met a group of refugees. After asking them, he learned that they were once the people of the Salt Demon God.

Mo Ran felt a little pity for this demon god who had not taken any action until he was killed by his own people, but it was just pity. Now that war was raging, he had no time to feel sad about it.

Mo Ran didn't care about this group of humans who killed the demon god who had protected them for many years. He handed them over to the Yakshas to take them back to Liyue, which now needed to expand its labor force. He left it to Morax to figure out how to deal with them.

After leading the Yakshas back in triumph, Mo Ran lay on the cotton bed he had not seen for a long time and slept soundly. Most of the people who had fought for many years were mentally exhausted, because the fighting on the battlefield had filled them with evil spirits.

It is not easy to adjust, but fortunately, Mo Ran used to do these cruel things, so it is not difficult to recover.

It was a rare opportunity for Mo Ran to have a good night's sleep. He slept until noon. The Liyue village was already bustling with noise.

Mo Ran walked on the road, thinking again and again, and then walked towards the newly incorporated residential area.

The elemental power of rock was activated, and a stone tablet that could withstand the wind and frost without falling apart was raised. Two fingers were combined to form a pen, and a few words were engraved.

"The Salt Demon God was killed by his own hands for the people he protected. I hope you will take care of yourself."

After doing all this, Mo Ran left. Not long after, he heard that these people were so scared that they went back and broke the sword that killed the Salt Demon.

But they had no idea that this benevolent demon god never blamed or hated his own people until he was killed.

…………

At Tianheng Mountain, all the immortals gathered together, and the demons were also there. Marcosius, the demon of the stove, brought the food and placed it on the table.

Ganyu, whose body was as round as a ball, looked at it eagerly with her eyes drooling.

As expected, this gathering was hosted by Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun. I heard that it was because she had comprehended a unique magic method and wanted to show it to everyone.

I saw Ge Chen Lang Shi Zhen Jun, also known as A Ping, wearing a dark green slit long skirt, with three thousand black hair hanging down behind her. Ten steps away was a huge rock several meters high.

Under the advance instructions of Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun, Mo Ran picked up the flute and played a tune. The tune was short and urgent, suitable for battle scenes.

In the field, Ah Ping did not make any fancy opening moves. With a casual wave of her hand, the boulder broke into pieces. Although this was not difficult for the immortals, it was impossible to smash the boulder so easily.

A ripple flashed across Morax's eyes, which had always been calm, but it disappeared in an instant.

The Demon God of Dust, Gui Zhong, held his chin with his jade hand and said, "A Ping, your magic is so powerful, what is its name?"

"Well, I also want to know what name the True Lord Qu of Gechenlangshi gave it." True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng said as he took a piece of dried fruit and put it in his mouth.

"My move is called casual attack. It can push out the immortal power and then explode it in a wave of the hand. It is quite powerful."

Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun sat down at his seat. The food in the bowl was still steaming and looked very tempting.

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun exhaled two streams of air from his nostrils and said faintly, "No matter how powerful you are, can you be stronger than my horn?"

Immortals mostly communicate directly, without any taboos, and are happy to be relaxed. If they were to beat around the bush like mortals, it would be really annoying.

Upon hearing this, Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun was not annoyed. Instead, he asked if they wanted to have a fight to see whose magic was stronger.

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun naturally agreed, and the two immortals walked through the void and came to a distant place.

The human-shaped Gechenlangshi Zhenjun Aping has flying black hair and a pretty face like a girl of eighteen or nineteen. She holds a long spear in one hand, looking invincible.

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun has huge antlers that are as crystal clear as jade, and his front legs are slightly bent, ready to strike.

The most fair and just Rock King Emperor served as the referee. After his order, the two immortals began to fight.

The other immortals and demons also wanted to watch the fun and started setting up gambling.

"I bet on a mechanism, Ge Chenlang City will win!"

True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang snorted and said, "I bet on a divination plate, and Yixiao Daotian will win!"

True Lord Lishui Dieshan probably took his old friend into consideration, and like True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang, he bet on Yixiao Daotian to win.

Marcosius and Gui Zhong also joined the gambling. True Lord Ge Chen Lang Shi and True Lord Yi Xiao Dao Tian each got one bet. True Lord Ming Hai Qi Xia was out looking for treasure and was not here, so the last bet fell on Mo Ran.

Several eyes were fixed on him, so Mo Ran had to stop playing and analyzed: "A Ping's martial arts are indeed stronger, but Yi Xiao Dao Tian's antlers are nourished by the rock marrow and are indestructible. It's hard to say who will win or lose in this battle."

Master Liuyun Jiefeng interrupted, "I didn't ask you to say that. Who do you want to bet on? Place your bet now!"

"Sister, just look at it, please take care of this bird!" Mo Ran joked, causing Master Liuyun Jiefeng to roll his eyes.

Gui Zhong smiled slightly and acted as a peacemaker to mediate the situation between the two people and the immortal, although there was actually no need for mediation.

True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang looked at the battlefield, then looked at Morax who was drinking tea, and asked, "Emperor, which one of them do you think will win?"

"From a universal perspective, what Mo Ran said is not entirely unreasonable, but during a battle, the situation changes rapidly, and unexpected events may turn the tide, so it's hard to say for sure."

True Lord Xue Yue Zhu Yang nodded as if he understood, and continued to look at the battlefield.

The two immortals had been fighting for dozens of rounds. True Lord Ge Chen Lang Shi poked with his spear, but the other dodged it. He then changed his force and changed the poking to a sweep, leaving True Lord Yi Xiao Dao Tian with no way to dodge.

The latter simply stopped dodging and pushed forward with its antlers, knocking away the spear of Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun, then shook its head, forcing him to take a few steps back.

True Lord Ge Chen Lang Shi waved his hand and used his magic to attack casually, pushing the compressed immortal power to the side of True Lord Yi Xiao Dao Tian. Of course, the force was controlled.

Bang!

The shock wave from the casual attack completely covered the figure of Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun, making it unclear.

After a few breaths, Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun was still standing in the same place, with a strange stone that could be big or small suspended around him. This was the Liangtian Stone that Mo Ran gave him.

"Are you still fighting?" asked Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun.

"No more fighting, no more fighting! We can't tell who's responsible if we keep fighting. Let's talk about it later when we have some free time!"

"what ever."

The two immortals returned to Tianheng Mountain and each toasted a glass of wine.

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