"It turns out to be a brand new intermediate talisman. There is no such talisman sold in Tianhua Building. This boy's talent in making talismans is too amazing. No wonder Mr. Han attaches great importance to him. Not bad, I still know how to hide my clumsiness, but I don’t know how far it goes?”
"It turns out to be a Talisman Master, that's no wonder." A look of surprise appeared on the silver-haired old man's face, and he couldn't help but marvel at the tyrannical strength shown by the opponent in the previous battle.
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"Brother Mo, it's really you. It must be you who took action just now, right?" Han Yunzhi, who had just returned to the camp, couldn't help being surprised when he saw Mo Juren, and asked quickly.
"How do you know it must be me, or maybe Uncle Bai? He has been paying attention to your situation from the high platform." Mo Juren asked with a smile.
"I guessed it! Anyway, it must be you!" Han Yunzhi smiled sweetly, his watery eyes filled with unbreakable affection.
"Ahem..." Some people couldn't stand it any longer. The woman in a white dress standing aside gave a dry cough and interrupted,
"I said Yunzhi, why don't you introduce it to your sister quickly?"
"Ah!" Han Yunzhi woke up in an instant, and then realized that he had lost his temper just now. He couldn't help feeling ashamed, and his cheeks were red and hot. He shook the latter's arm and said,
"Senior sister asked knowingly, but it's not like you don't know about Brother Mo."
"Can knowing be the same as knowing?" the woman in the white dress muttered, turned her head and looked at it for a while, and then suddenly said,
"Master Mo Pavilion of Lingfu Pavilion, Master Mo Pavilion of Tianhua Pavilion, I have admired your name for a long time!"
"It's just a little name, so I don't deserve praise." Mo Juren said in a humble tone without any trace of pride. He turned to look at Han Yunzhi with a hint of doubt. The latter understood and said quickly,
"This is Senior Sister Su Lan'er Su. Her mentor is Elder Lu of Baidan Valley."
"Senior Sister Su is actually Elder Lu's disciple, I'm disrespectful." Mo Juren suddenly realized that he had naturally heard the name of Elder Lu Qingyang of Baidan Valley, and his ability to make alchemy was famous among the seven sects.
"You call me senior sister!" Su Lan'er looked at the other party with a half-smile, a hint of cunning suddenly flashed in her eyes, and said, "If I remember correctly, you seem to be nearly fifty years old, but you are much older than me?"
"If you mind, can I call you Junior Sister Su?" Mo Juren asked without comment.
"No, you have to call me Senior Sister. I joined Xuan'er and the others in Spirit Beast Mountain, and I entered it much earlier than you." Upon hearing the title of Junior Sister, Su Laner's attitude suddenly changed and she refused directly.
"..."
The other party's changeable personality left Mo Juren speechless. What do you want?
Needless to say, this senior sister Su Laner is definitely a difficult person to deal with.
Seeing the embarrassment on his face, Han Yunzhi burst out laughing and quickly explained: "Senior sister usually has the same temperament and always likes to tease people. Brother Mo, don't be offended."
"Okay Yunzhi, I just came to the front line this morning and accompanied you on the battlefield. I almost died at the hands of the devil. The feeling of adversity is nothing more than this. You forgot in the blink of an eye and still slandered me like this. You have to touch your conscience Tell me, when have I teased you?" Su Laner obviously refused and immediately retorted.
"Often, I can't even remember how many times." Han Yunzhi blinked her crystal eyes, but said without mercy.
"Uh..." Su Laner seemed to be hit by the other party's words, and was immediately speechless.
Hearing the two women talking about the battle just now, Mo Juren's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of the twenty or thirty 'corrosive flame talismans' that Han Yunzhi carried with him.
Since you have brought so many talismans, you should be prepared, but why only prepare this one? You must know that a single attack method will be easily targeted.
"I brought a lot with me when I set out, with various attributes. But in the previous few battles, the others were all used up, and only this one was left." Mentioning this, Han Yunzhi's fair-skinned jade Rong Shang suddenly showed a trace of inexplicable embarrassment.
Because of their status, she, Wang Ping, and Bai Xuan had great discounts when purchasing items from Lingfu Pavilion. Naturally, they bought a lot of Lingfu Pavilion, but they didn't expect that such a situation would happen in the end.
"So, I used all the other weak ones and kept all the strong ones." Hearing the other party's answer, Mo Juren couldn't help but laugh. This girl is still a character who knows how to get by, and the best ones are reluctant to use them. I came down and waited for the last, but I didn't expect to meet the monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect, and I overturned.
This situation is really unlucky. After all, the intermediate-level 'Poisonous Flame Talisman' is extremely powerful. It contains both terrifying high temperatures and strong toxicity. It is not easy to restrain both attacks.
Unfortunately, the Ghost Spirit Sect monks are an exception.
After clearing up the doubts in his heart, Mo Juren didn't know what to say. Suddenly, he noticed a trace of fatigue in their eyes and said quickly,
"There was a big battle just now, and you have been exhausted a lot. Hurry up and take the time to recover. I will help you protect the law."
"Then...Okay, Brother Laomo is here." Han Yunzhi nodded lightly. He was so excited just now that he forgot about his fatigue. When he mentioned it now, he really felt a little uncomfortable, so he simply agreed. Su Laner on the side was in the same situation, so she naturally had no objection.
The two women found a clean flat ground and didn't care about anything else. They just sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice.
With a thought in Mo Juren's mind, he raised his hand and struck out a spiritual talisman, and a layer of spiritual light appeared instantly to protect the two of them. In this way, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the battlefield in the center.
The battle is still continuing, but the number of participants is significantly lower than at the beginning. It's not that the casualties were too great, but that a large part of the monks hid back in their own camp area to recover.
However, the two commanders in the alchemy stage who were at the central high platform seemed to have acquiesced and did not express their opinions at all. Not only the seven sects, but also the opposite demonic camp are in the same situation.
In this regard, Mo Juren had some understanding in his heart, and the two parties had reached some kind of tacit understanding.
He had also understood that the previous large-scale wars were far more intense than they are now. The two sides were really desperate and had no time to recover at all.
Just as he expected, only half a day passed, and towards dusk, dozens of escaping lights suddenly returned from the depths of the wasteland. In the blink of an eye, they reached somewhere high in the sky, and then split into two and flew towards the camps of both sides.
These people were naturally the monks in the alchemy stage from both camps. After a fight, they returned one after another from the depths of Jinguyuan.
And their appearance also means that this large-scale battle is coming to an end.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for both sides to issue a ceasefire order from their respective high platforms.
This made the monks in the foundation building stage who were still in the battle startled one after another. The previous large-scale battles had lasted for a long time, and the longest one even lasted for several days. This time it was better, it was over in half a day.
Of course, except for some militants who felt a little unsatisfied, most of the foundation-building monks were just stunned for a moment and then came to their senses. It would be better not to fight. Although this battle is not as fierce as usual, and you can rest and recover in the middle, but after all, it is an actual combat with real swords and guns, and casualties are inevitable after all.
The battle ended, and the monks from both sides began their return journey.
In mid-air, Royal Mo Juren made the green boat fly smoothly, while the two women Han Yunzhi also stood in front of the flying boat.
Obviously, after a period of recovery, the two of them were no longer seriously injured. At the moment, they were exchanging something in a low voice with a relaxed look on their faces, and even laughed and joked from time to time.
Mo Juren ignored the two of them. While controlling Qingzhou, his thoughts turned elsewhere.
Judging from today's situation, it is almost impossible for the scale of the subsequent battle to expand, or even shrink again. Large-scale battles like this may still occur, but they will not be so frequent. On the contrary, small-scale fighting will become the main method of fighting.
After experiencing the first few large-scale killings without achieving the expected results, the seven factions should have understood the situation. It is impossible to win this war, and failure will happen sooner or later.
However, after all, after being rooted in the country of Yue for thousands of years, it was a bit unwilling to escape in such a dejected manner. You still have to persevere. Even if you are destined to fail in the end, you still have to persevere.
Reluctance is only a superficial reason, the most fundamental reason is interests.
The country of Yue is not barren, and is extremely rich in resources. Taking advantage of the stalemate with the devil, you can also search and hoard to the maximum extent. In this way, take it with you when you leave for future use.
Making a comeback is not that easy. It requires not only a lot of hard work and energy, but also countless resources. No matter how much you reserve, it may not be enough.
When it comes to the future of the sect, the seven factions are extremely stubborn in this regard. After all, the longer time goes by, the more resources can be collected. If I remember correctly, this stalemate will last for nearly a year, and even the Six Demonic Sects will be exhausted.
Of course, that's all. After accumulating enough strength and the sudden defection of Spirit Beast Mountain, the Yue Kingdom could only face reality after all.
As for the power at the top of the seven sects, there is no hope at all. They were even forced to swear a poisonous oath by the demonic side and could not participate in the struggle at the lower level. It was aggrieved.
"It's a stalemate!"
Thinking of this, countless thoughts flashed through Mo Juren's mind, constantly analyzing the current situation and how to gain more benefits in the coming days.
