Chapter 845
Mortal Six Cities Ling Wansheng (6 words, please subscribe)
Chapter 845 Mortal Sixteen Cities Ling Wansheng (2400 words, please subscribe)
The hinterland of Yan State.
Deep in the realm of Lingxiao Mountains.
In an open space in the north of the Ling clan's land, there is a huge city covering an area of several thousand feet.
The city is full of houses, and a mortal man wearing shabby clothes and without any energy lives in them. It's very lively walking around the streets.
There is also a large field in the north of the city, where many mortals work.
There is an area shrouded in clouds and mist deep down, which is the most mysterious city lord's mansion in the entire city. It is rumored that there are monks here.
If you pass through that layer of clouds and mist, you can step into it, and the spiritual energy there is extremely rich, and it is a second-level middle-grade spiritual land.
But now this spiritual land is very quiet, and there are very few people breathing.
There was only one young man wearing Ling's Taoist robe and exuding the aura of early foundation building, sitting cross-legged under a pine tree and sitting quietly.
There is a formation disk on the ground in front of him, as if this thing is extremely precious.
But on the four walls of this giant city, it was a different scene.
Thirty monks wearing Ling's robes, each controlling a demon corpse or a spiritual beast, were distributed on the four walls of the city and looked in all directions outside the city without slacking off, as if the excitement in the city had nothing to do with them. .
At this moment, the large bronze bells standing in the center of the four city walls suddenly trembled.
The sound of a huge copper bell suddenly sounded, resounding in all directions.
The next moment, countless formations emerged from all over the city and merged into the sky to form a huge formation that enveloped the entire city.
From the outside, the city looks like it is being turned upside down by a huge yellow bowl.
"Enemy attack!"
"The city protection formation sensed that three foundation-building demon cultivators and [-] Qi-training demon cultivators broke into the city within [-] feet from the north of the city."
"Follow me to the north wall to defend the city."
A young voice suddenly came from the city lord's mansion, which was obscured by clouds and mist and had a high aura deep in the city.
Immediately afterwards, the young man in the city lord's palace commanded Ling's famous late-stage qi-training fairy crane to land on the north city wall.
The Ling monks who were patrolling on the other three surrounding city walls heard the signal and gathered around the young man who was in the early stages of foundation building at this moment.
Their faces were solemn, and they all stared at the north of the city.
After waiting for a while, a second-order medium-sized airship with a size of tens of feet suddenly appeared in front of them.
With just one sweep, the Ling monks in the city were able to detect the number of monks among them, and it was indeed as detected by the formation.
However, when the monk in the early stage of Ling's Foundation Establishment saw the demon cultivators on the flying boat uniformly wearing Taoist robes, a bit of anger suddenly appeared between his brows and he frowned.
"A demon cultivator from the Xuan Corpse Sect? He seems to be arrogant. He enters the realm of my clan, doesn't hide his identity, and is so upright. Do you really think that I, the Ling family, are easy to bully?"
Thinking of this, he patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a second-level Zimu token and crushed it into pieces.
Then, he greeted his fellow tribesmen around him.
"The attacker is a demon cultivator from the Xuan Corpse Sect. This sect's demon cultivators are the best among the demon corpses. Even if they are the top beings in the entire Northern Wilderness Immortal Realm, don't underestimate the enemy."
"I have asked for help from the tribesmen stationed in the surrounding cities and clan areas. As long as we delay for a while, we can expect support to arrive."
This young man in the early stage of foundation building belongs to the Wan-zi generation among the six-character generations of the Ling family: "Yun, Xiao, Peng, Cheng, Wan, and Li". His name is Ling Wansheng. His parents are both monks of the Ling family, and he can be considered a Ling family. His own family.
However, his qualifications are not good, he only has the Four Spiritual Root qualifications.
Fortunately, both of his parents are cultivators, and his cultivation is supported by his parents. In addition to his good magic skills, he is a powerful cultivator. His family also has resources to favor him, and he was later given the magical skill by the family. He also successfully entered the realm of foundation building last year when he was 63 years old.
It was also because he had just joined Foundation Establishment and was weak in strength that he was arranged here by his family during the monster beast chaos. He took thirty Ling family monks and more than thirty spiritual beasts and demon corpses to sit here. Mortal city.And this mortal city was one of the sixteen mortal cities that the Ling family built to gather the sixteen to seven million people under their command before the Monster Rebellion.
There are fifteen more mortal cities like this in the Ling Family Mountains.
Moreover, these sixteen mortal cities are all built around the second-level mid-level and above spiritual veins near the Ling clan. This is not enough for each of the quasi-third-level defensive formations to have enough spiritual energy to activate.
If these mortal cities are in danger, the Ling clan monks stationed in the Ling clan land can arrive in time.
In addition, the Ling family also planned to use these sixteen cities as outposts to alert the surrounding areas and improve the security of the clan.
As for the protective formations in those cities, they were laid out by the Ling family's only third-level formation mage, Ling Penglin, who worked day and night before the monster chaos.
However, just as Ling Wansheng, the monk in the early stage of foundation building, had just finished speaking, a flash of light flashed in his storage bag. When he took out the strange thing, he saw that it was a mother-and-son token, which was different from the one he had crushed earlier. That piece of mother-in-law token is not a set.
This mother-in-law token is used to receive messages.
At this moment, this mother-in-law token was having a flash of inspiration.
Ling Wansheng quickly made a secret and inserted a magic formula into it, and saw that the token was pointing to the south of the city.
There is also a mortal city in that area.
However, the token did not stop, and then pointed in fifteen more directions.
And those fifteen directions are exactly the directions of the other fourteen mortal cities and the Ling clan.
"All the sixteen cities and tribes of mortals are in danger and are asking for help. Could it be that our tribe... has been fully invaded by the Xuan Corpse Sect?"
Ling Wansheng's body trembled, the solemn look on his face became a little more serious, and there was even a lot of sweat on his forehead.
The other Ling cultivators around also saw the situation of the mother-child token, and there was even a bit of fear on their faces.
However, an old late-stage Qi-training monk of the Peng generation who had never spoken and was very high-ranking among the family members saw the expressions on everyone's faces, and there was a nameless anger in his heart, and he hurriedly reprimanded.
"You bunch of bastards are so scared that you don't even want to live before the war, are you?"
"Even if our clan is in a critical situation now, we have nothing to fear. We are in the formation at home, and any enemy who comes will have to attack the city. We will not encounter any big trouble for the time being."
"Furthermore, even if the Xuan Corpse Sect really sends demon cultivators to attack our clan, the number will definitely not be too large, otherwise the number of demon cultivators that will attack this time will not be just this small."
"Please wake up to me. If anyone dares to escape from the battlefield, I will kill the escaper even with all my strength."
"I, the Ling family, do not need people who are greedy for life and afraid of death."
After saying that, the old clan member of Peng generation gave Ling Wansheng a meaningful look and said something.
"Not every Four Spiritual Roots cultivator can enter the foundation-building realm. Don't forget who helped you enter the foundation-building realm."
"When you get benefits, you have to pay the price."
Ling Wansheng did not dare to have any objection to the angry scolding of the old monk named Peng.
Although the old monk said that he only had perfect Qi training, he was usually a very good person. In his early years when he was young and working outside, he helped many people in the clan. In addition, he was very high in the family hierarchy, so he was the same as Ling. The Jindan Ling Pengyun Patriarch is a person of the same generation.
On weekdays, even some of the young mid-stage foundation-building monks in the clan would give him some respect.
Because of this, his face turned red. When he thought of his family, his eyes suddenly became firm, and he said solemnly to the old clansman.
"Grandpa, don't worry, as long as this junior is alive, no demonic cultivators from the outside will be allowed to enter."
Then, he called on the monks present to take out the magic weapons, and he kept making secrets to cast spells in advance, waiting for the magic cultivators to come.
(End of this chapter)
The hinterland of Yan State.
Deep in the realm of Lingxiao Mountains.
In an open space in the north of the Ling clan's land, there is a huge city covering an area of several thousand feet.
The city is full of houses, and a mortal man wearing shabby clothes and without any energy lives in them. It's very lively walking around the streets.
There is also a large field in the north of the city, where many mortals work.
There is an area shrouded in clouds and mist deep down, which is the most mysterious city lord's mansion in the entire city. It is rumored that there are monks here.
If you pass through that layer of clouds and mist, you can step into it, and the spiritual energy there is extremely rich, and it is a second-level middle-grade spiritual land.
But now this spiritual land is very quiet, and there are very few people breathing.
There was only one young man wearing Ling's Taoist robe and exuding the aura of early foundation building, sitting cross-legged under a pine tree and sitting quietly.
There is a formation disk on the ground in front of him, as if this thing is extremely precious.
But on the four walls of this giant city, it was a different scene.
Thirty monks wearing Ling's robes, each controlling a demon corpse or a spiritual beast, were distributed on the four walls of the city and looked in all directions outside the city without slacking off, as if the excitement in the city had nothing to do with them. .
At this moment, the large bronze bells standing in the center of the four city walls suddenly trembled.
The sound of a huge copper bell suddenly sounded, resounding in all directions.
The next moment, countless formations emerged from all over the city and merged into the sky to form a huge formation that enveloped the entire city.
From the outside, the city looks like it is being turned upside down by a huge yellow bowl.
"Enemy attack!"
"The city protection formation sensed that three foundation-building demon cultivators and [-] Qi-training demon cultivators broke into the city within [-] feet from the north of the city."
"Follow me to the north wall to defend the city."
A young voice suddenly came from the city lord's mansion, which was obscured by clouds and mist and had a high aura deep in the city.
Immediately afterwards, the young man in the city lord's palace commanded Ling's famous late-stage qi-training fairy crane to land on the north city wall.
The Ling monks who were patrolling on the other three surrounding city walls heard the signal and gathered around the young man who was in the early stages of foundation building at this moment.
Their faces were solemn, and they all stared at the north of the city.
After waiting for a while, a second-order medium-sized airship with a size of tens of feet suddenly appeared in front of them.
With just one sweep, the Ling monks in the city were able to detect the number of monks among them, and it was indeed as detected by the formation.
However, when the monk in the early stage of Ling's Foundation Establishment saw the demon cultivators on the flying boat uniformly wearing Taoist robes, a bit of anger suddenly appeared between his brows and he frowned.
"A demon cultivator from the Xuan Corpse Sect? He seems to be arrogant. He enters the realm of my clan, doesn't hide his identity, and is so upright. Do you really think that I, the Ling family, are easy to bully?"
Thinking of this, he patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a second-level Zimu token and crushed it into pieces.
Then, he greeted his fellow tribesmen around him.
"The attacker is a demon cultivator from the Xuan Corpse Sect. This sect's demon cultivators are the best among the demon corpses. Even if they are the top beings in the entire Northern Wilderness Immortal Realm, don't underestimate the enemy."
"I have asked for help from the tribesmen stationed in the surrounding cities and clan areas. As long as we delay for a while, we can expect support to arrive."
This young man in the early stage of foundation building belongs to the Wan-zi generation among the six-character generations of the Ling family: "Yun, Xiao, Peng, Cheng, Wan, and Li". His name is Ling Wansheng. His parents are both monks of the Ling family, and he can be considered a Ling family. His own family.
However, his qualifications are not good, he only has the Four Spiritual Root qualifications.
Fortunately, both of his parents are cultivators, and his cultivation is supported by his parents. In addition to his good magic skills, he is a powerful cultivator. His family also has resources to favor him, and he was later given the magical skill by the family. He also successfully entered the realm of foundation building last year when he was 63 years old.
It was also because he had just joined Foundation Establishment and was weak in strength that he was arranged here by his family during the monster beast chaos. He took thirty Ling family monks and more than thirty spiritual beasts and demon corpses to sit here. Mortal city.And this mortal city was one of the sixteen mortal cities that the Ling family built to gather the sixteen to seven million people under their command before the Monster Rebellion.
There are fifteen more mortal cities like this in the Ling Family Mountains.
Moreover, these sixteen mortal cities are all built around the second-level mid-level and above spiritual veins near the Ling clan. This is not enough for each of the quasi-third-level defensive formations to have enough spiritual energy to activate.
If these mortal cities are in danger, the Ling clan monks stationed in the Ling clan land can arrive in time.
In addition, the Ling family also planned to use these sixteen cities as outposts to alert the surrounding areas and improve the security of the clan.
As for the protective formations in those cities, they were laid out by the Ling family's only third-level formation mage, Ling Penglin, who worked day and night before the monster chaos.
However, just as Ling Wansheng, the monk in the early stage of foundation building, had just finished speaking, a flash of light flashed in his storage bag. When he took out the strange thing, he saw that it was a mother-and-son token, which was different from the one he had crushed earlier. That piece of mother-in-law token is not a set.
This mother-in-law token is used to receive messages.
At this moment, this mother-in-law token was having a flash of inspiration.
Ling Wansheng quickly made a secret and inserted a magic formula into it, and saw that the token was pointing to the south of the city.
There is also a mortal city in that area.
However, the token did not stop, and then pointed in fifteen more directions.
And those fifteen directions are exactly the directions of the other fourteen mortal cities and the Ling clan.
"All the sixteen cities and tribes of mortals are in danger and are asking for help. Could it be that our tribe... has been fully invaded by the Xuan Corpse Sect?"
Ling Wansheng's body trembled, the solemn look on his face became a little more serious, and there was even a lot of sweat on his forehead.
The other Ling cultivators around also saw the situation of the mother-child token, and there was even a bit of fear on their faces.
However, an old late-stage Qi-training monk of the Peng generation who had never spoken and was very high-ranking among the family members saw the expressions on everyone's faces, and there was a nameless anger in his heart, and he hurriedly reprimanded.
"You bunch of bastards are so scared that you don't even want to live before the war, are you?"
"Even if our clan is in a critical situation now, we have nothing to fear. We are in the formation at home, and any enemy who comes will have to attack the city. We will not encounter any big trouble for the time being."
"Furthermore, even if the Xuan Corpse Sect really sends demon cultivators to attack our clan, the number will definitely not be too large, otherwise the number of demon cultivators that will attack this time will not be just this small."
"Please wake up to me. If anyone dares to escape from the battlefield, I will kill the escaper even with all my strength."
"I, the Ling family, do not need people who are greedy for life and afraid of death."
After saying that, the old clan member of Peng generation gave Ling Wansheng a meaningful look and said something.
"Not every Four Spiritual Roots cultivator can enter the foundation-building realm. Don't forget who helped you enter the foundation-building realm."
"When you get benefits, you have to pay the price."
Ling Wansheng did not dare to have any objection to the angry scolding of the old monk named Peng.
Although the old monk said that he only had perfect Qi training, he was usually a very good person. In his early years when he was young and working outside, he helped many people in the clan. In addition, he was very high in the family hierarchy, so he was the same as Ling. The Jindan Ling Pengyun Patriarch is a person of the same generation.
On weekdays, even some of the young mid-stage foundation-building monks in the clan would give him some respect.
Because of this, his face turned red. When he thought of his family, his eyes suddenly became firm, and he said solemnly to the old clansman.
"Grandpa, don't worry, as long as this junior is alive, no demonic cultivators from the outside will be allowed to enter."
Then, he called on the monks present to take out the magic weapons, and he kept making secrets to cast spells in advance, waiting for the magic cultivators to come.
(End of this chapter)