Tianlang Mountains, Tianlang Palace.
A burly man in a green shirt sat on the main seat with a majestic face.
Gu Hong, Gu Bing and other senior officials sat on both sides with solemn expressions.
"The human race is invading in a large scale. The scale of this war is expected to be larger than the last time. We immediately mobilize experts and draw manpower from the tribes under our jurisdiction to rush to the front line. We must repel the human race's attack."
The man in green shirt ordered.
Zhesen, the high priest of the Sirius tribe, late Nascent Soul.
"Yes, High Priest."
Gu Hong and others agreed in unison, with solemn expressions.
"High Priest, why did the human race suddenly send troops to deal with us? It's not for the mineral veins this time!"
Gu Bing said doubtfully.
"I don't know! It's so sudden. I guess only the top brass of the human race or the top brass of the Golden Crow Tribe know about it!"
Jessen guessed.
The Golden Crow Tribe is the strongest tribe among the eighteen tribes of the barbarians, and has god-transforming monks in charge.
"The human race and us barbarians have never dealt with each other. Every once in a while, they will launch a war to weaken our strength. It is estimated that this time will be the same, or a new god-forming monk appears in the human race and takes this opportunity to test our strength. If we lose, maybe a big tribe will be wiped out again."
Gu Hong sighed, with a sad look on his face.
The barbarians were so dominant that they almost wiped out the human race in the Donghua Immortal Realm. If the interface war hadn't broken out, the barbarians and the humans joined forces to deal with foreign enemies. Many masters emerged from the human race, and the barbarians began to decline.
"It would be great if the tribesmen in the spirit world could send people down to the lower world to support us."
Gu Bing said.
There are also barbarians in the spiritual world, and they are quite powerful.
"Only the Golden Crow tribe can contact the tribesmen in the spirit world. We can't do that. Let's not talk about this. Send out a recruitment order immediately and dispatch experts to the front line immediately!"
Zhesen ordered.
"Yes, High Priest."
Gu Bing and others agreed in unison.
Soon, a large number of barbarian masters gathered together and rushed to the front line.
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Qiyun Grassland, Juman City.
There are monks patrolling the vicinity of Juman City, and they are heavily guarded.
A ray of green light appeared in the distant sky, and the flash stopped.
The light faded, and a green flying boat more than thirty feet long appeared. Shen Long and others stood on it with different expressions.
The patrolling monks discovered them and did not stop them.
Less than half a quarter of an hour later, the green flying boat landed in a bluestone square in Juman City. Not far away was a splendid palace with the three characters "General Affairs Hall" written on the plaque.
Shen Long and others walked down one after another,
A pot-bellied man in a green shirt walked out quickly with a group of foundation-building monks. Their clothes had the mark of the Wanjian Sect.
"Junior Qi Shan, welcome Senior Liu to lead the team to participate in the war. We have arranged accommodation for the Yuling Sect. First, we will register the information of the participants and issue nameplates. You can use the corpses of the barbarian monks to obtain good deeds, and the good deeds will be accumulated in the nameplates. "
The man in green shirt said politely.
"Master Nephew Lin, you and Qi Xiaoyou go and register! I'll go talk to Taoist Fellow Wanjian Sect."
Liu Zian gave an order and strode away.
Shen Long and others followed Qi Shan into the General Affairs Hall. The hall was spacious and bright, with many green wooden tables placed there.
Shen Long and others reported their names, skills, and cultivation levels, and Qishan sent someone to register and assign tasks to them. Shen Long was responsible for refining elixirs, and Master Bingcan was responsible for refining weapons. Of course, they could also fight with the barbarian monks.
Qishan arranged the errands for Shen Long and others and took them to a vast manor. On the plaque were the three characters "Yu Ling Yuan", with pavilions, pavilions and waterside corridors in the garden.
There are many independent small courtyards in Yulingyuan. Shen Long lives in "Jinpeng Courtyard". There is a three-story blue attic and a blue stone pavilion in the courtyard.
After settling down, Shen Long and others were free to move around and wander around Juman City.
When Shen Long passed a fork, Chen Zhen and Xuanyin came towards him.
The three of them turned a blind eye and passed by each other like strangers.
Shen Long patted a white spirit beast bag on his waist and asked the spirit beast to lock onto the spiritual fluctuations of Master Xuanyin.
More than half an hour later, Shen Long came to the Qingshi Square where the stalls were set up and took a walk.
He wandered around Qingshi Square but didn't find anything good.
"Friend Daoist Shen, long time no see."
A familiar female voice sounded.
Shen Long looked along the source of the sound and saw Ye Hongyao coming towards him. Ye Hongyao was currently in the middle stage of pill formation.
"Fairy Ye, what a coincidence! Are you also participating in the war?"
Shen Long asked casually.
"Of course, the barbarians are our mortal enemies. In a war of this level, I should contribute."
Ye Hongyao said seriously, she thought of something and said: "By the way, I'm going to go to the appointment. People from Wanjian Sect, Tianyin Sect, Wang Family and Nether Corpse Sect are all here."
"Okay! I just don't know if I am qualified to participate."
Shen Long said with a smile.
Wanjian Sect, Tianyin Sect, Nether Corpse Sect, Wang Family and Yaowang Valley are the five major forces in the Donghua Immortal Cultivation World. The weakest force has more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators.
Ye Hongyao smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen is joking. Of course you are qualified to participate. Let's go there together!"
They came to the entrance of a secluded manor. There were three characters "Xuanyin Garden" written on the plaque. The entrance was guarded by two foundation-building monks.
They strode in, and the foundation-building monk did not stop them.
Not long after, they came to a secluded small courtyard with green tiles. Some spiritual flowers were planted in the courtyard. There was a blue stone pavilion in the center of the courtyard. Two men and four women were sitting in the stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
Lin Qing, Lin Qing, Wang Yueyue and Xu Yinyin were all inside, as well as a medium-sized young man in a black shirt and a plump woman in a black skirt, both of whom were in the late stages of pill formation.
"Xianzi Ye, who is this fellow Taoist?"
The young man in black shirt's eyes fell on Shen Long, his face full of curiosity.
"I, Shen Long of the Yuling Sect, have met all of you fellow Taoists."
Shen Long cupped his fists and said.
Lin Qing and four others greeted Shen Long one after another. They knew Shen Long.
"I, Wu Yong, have met fellow Daoist Shen."
The young man in black shirt cupped his fists and said.
"My concubine is Chen Na. I have heard of Fellow Daoist Shen for a long time."
The woman in black skirt bowed and said with a smile.
Shen Long won eighth place in the alchemy competition at the Medicine King Conference, and his level of alchemy was still very high.
Wu Yong and Chen Na were both from the Underworld Corpse Sect, and being able to make friends with Ye Hongyao, Lin Qing and others showed that their status in the Underworld Corpse Sect was not low.
Wu Yong asked Shen Long and Ye Hongyao to sit down, picked up the teapot, and poured them a cup of spiritual tea.
"Fairy Ye, Fellow Daoist Shen, try our Nether Corpse Sect's unique spiritual tea, Yueyin Tea!"
Wu Yong said enthusiastically.
Shen Long picked up the tea cup and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth. Immediately afterwards, his whole body felt refreshed and his fatigue was gone. Not only that, he could clearly feel that his spiritual consciousness was a little stronger.
"Yes, good tea!"
Shen Long praised.
They drank tea and chatted.
Talking about the war, Shen Long asked curiously: "Fellow Daoist Wu, Fairy Ye, the scale of this war is not small! Why is it so sudden?"
"I don't know. Does Fairy Ye know?"
Wu Yong said.
"I don't know. Maybe it's just to weaken the power of the barbarians. It's not like this has never happened before."
Ye Hongyao guessed.
Every hundreds or thousands of years, the human race in the Donghua Immortal Realm would go to war with the barbarians, further squeezing the barbarians' living space, and constantly strengthening themselves to prevent the barbarians from becoming stronger and repeating the mistakes of millions of years ago.
"Yes! If you ask me, it would be best to wipe out the eighteen barbarian tribes in one go to further enhance the strength of our human race."
Lin Qing said.
They each expressed their opinions, and the topic turned to dealing with barbarians.
"Barbarian monks are extremely powerful, and their totem skills are somewhat similar to the skills of controlling beasts, so they should not be underestimated. However, sword cultivators are a big nemesis of barbarian monks. Fellow Daoist Lin set up a sword formation, and barbarian monks of the same level were trapped by the sword formation. He will definitely die."
Wu Yong said.
Lin Qing smiled indifferently and said: "How can it be so easy to trap monks of the same level with a sword array? Some barbarian monks activate their totems and can defile flying swords. Fortunately, there are not many such barbarian monks. Some barbarian monks with particularly powerful bodies can Break the sword formation. Sword cultivators are not invincible. The power of your corpse refining sect cannot be underestimated. The corpse poison and corpse fire spewed out by the corpse refining sect is very powerful. Didn’t Fellow Daoist Xu come? I remember that his corpse refining once killed people. More than barbarians of the same level."
(End of chapter)
