manynovel Chapter 522
Chapter 522
"The beast meat soup is ready."
Qian Xiaoyi and Zhou Qing didn't care too much and started to devour the food around the marching pot.
Although they can fast, it will waste spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy in the star realm is thin, and the little spiritual energy wasted may be able to cast an extra life-saving spell on the battlefield.
At this moment, the scouts in the distance sent a message:
"Report to the general, there are enemies attacking eight hundred miles away."
Qian Xiaoyi nodded tiredly:
"I know, let's eat first."
This team seemed to be accustomed to this. They ate the meal slowly and then packed up and continued on the road.
They were exhausted all the way, and the team was crooked and out of line.
When they encountered strong winds, they stopped to rest for a while, and then slowly set off.
However, even so, the enemy troops behind them did not catch up with them, because they were also resting!
These two teams are simply a sleeping dragon meeting a phoenix chick.
It turned out that at the beginning, the Xing clan did send several elite teams to wipe out the immortal cultivators.
But under Bai Yu's leadership, the cultivators were slippery, hiding from place to place, and playing guerrilla warfare.
In the end, several elite troops were dragged down and suffered.
The no-man's land was deserted and no one lived there.
The elite troops of the Xing clan naturally could not stay here all the time.
So they sent a poor guy named Xing Qing to lead an 18th-tier miscellaneous team to deal with the surviving immortal cultivators.
One side was exhausted due to lack of food and clothing, while the other side was a miscellaneous team among miscellaneous teams, and they were considered to have strict military discipline if they did not break up.
In this deserted place, this miscellaneous team had no intention of fighting and always dealt with the matter.
It can be said that they were a pair of equally matched and wonderful opponents.
Qian Xiaoyi's team flew to the station in a sparse manner.
On the way, the enemy general Xing Qing led his guards and rushed over aggressively.
But Qian Xiaoyi was not panicked at all, because Bai Yu's Heavenly Corpse Incarnation also arrived.
A melee broke out between the two sides immediately.
But Xing Qing was also a talent, his fighting power was so weak that he could be called the weakest great sorcerer.
Otherwise, he would not have been thrown into this broken place.
The Heavenly Corpse Incarnation spewed out a stream of corpse gas, which turned into a hundred-foot poisonous cloud and fought Xing Qing repeatedly.
In fact, he suppressed most of the power in his body, and only then could he fight back and forth with Xing Qing.
He was afraid that he would be killed by accident.
If such a weak opponent was killed, what would happen if a stronger one came?
This battle lasted for more than half an hour, and the momentum was deafening.
Various spells and spells were thrown around, and the grass and trees on several nearby hills were blown up.
However, there were very few casualties, and the few injured were those who twisted their legs while running away.
The main point of the battle between the two sides was to do their best and stop when they were satisfied.
After a while, the incarnation of Tianshi offered up the corpse bead to block Xing Qing's strange blade, and said loudly:
"Fellow Daoist Xing Qing's swordsmanship has improved again. I can hardly resist him. He is really a respectable opponent."
"It's getting late, and there will be no result if we continue to fight. Let's make an appointment another day."
Xing Qing shouted happily:
"It was a really exciting battle. Fellow Daoist Tianshi's corpse poison has become more powerful. Of course, I am still slightly better."
"Next time I will definitely do my best to defeat you and use all my strength to kill the opponent. This is the highest courtesy."
In this desolate place, he felt that he had found the value of life and finally felt respected on the battlefield.
What is the saying of "a chess player meets a worthy opponent, a general meets a good talent, and a hero appreciates a hero".
After a round of mutual admiration, both sides led their troops to retreat.
Bai Yu returned to the garrison and went into the central army tent to rest.
But he saw a plump and heroic pretty female cultivator inside, half taking off her armor and top, with a penetrating wound on her white skin.
She was applying medicine to the wound on her chest.
The female cultivator was named Murong Caiwei, one of the two Yuanying fellows Bai Yu took in later.
Murong Caiwei was born in the year of the tiger and had a fierce personality. She said:
"Brother Bai, you came at the right time. Come and change the medicine for me."
She handed the medicine bottle in her hand to Bai Yu generously, not caring about the spring light on her chest.
Bai Yu took the medicine bottle and started to work, saying:
"Who did Brother Murong fight hard again? The Li Clan or the Nightmare Clan?"
Those who encircled and suppressed the immortal cultivators could not be all rookies like Xing Qing.
The spell masters of the other two clans were very fierce, and fierce battles were inevitable.
Murong Caiwei snorted coldly:
"It's Li Wu again. If I hadn't lacked the spiritual stone talisman, I would have chopped off his head long ago."
"I say, Taoist Tianshi, the spell you took down last time is almost used up. Hurry up and give me another batch."
"This thing is not as good as the talisman, but it can at least"
In order to cope with the shortage of materials, the monks had to start studying spells, using the spells of the spell master to replace talismans and magic weapons.
After Bai Yu bandaged Murong Caiwei, he spread his hands:
"I have tried my best to rush the work, but I don't know when the next batch of materials can be gathered."
"A good cook cannot cook without rice. You want the horse to run, but you don't want the horse to eat grass. What can I do if you don't give me grass?"
Murong Caiwei put on armor and said:
"When did I stop giving you grass?"
"Every time I hunted down a beast, I gave it to you. Can you do it?"
Bai Yu snorted:
"How do you know I can't do it?"
"You are a zombie. If you can't do it, then you can't do it. If you don't accept it, let's try it. "
The two of them started bickering.
This was one of the few pleasures in the extremely poor begging life.
Just then, there was a noise outside.
Bai Yu rushed outside the tent to check, but saw a group of cultivators surrounding him.
The leader was the last Nascent Soul powerhouse - Gongshu Yang.
Gongshu Yang was a skinny, yellow-faced middle-aged man with a sad look on his face.
He sighed and asked:
"Friend Bai, when will our days of hiding from place to place end?"
"We are short of food and clothing, and we have to save every spiritual stone and every bit of spiritual energy. We have to face the encirclement and suppression of the three tribes from time to time."
"Almost half of our original 300,000 surviving cultivators have been lost. "
After Gongshu Yang spoke, a large number of cultivators also echoed him, complaining bitterly, saying that they couldn't live like this anymore.
Bai Yu certainly knew that life was not easy, and he was running around like a stray dog trying to survive.
But he still cheered up and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, everyone. As long as we wait until the Star Realm and the Xuanhuang Realm merge, many space channels will appear, and we can go back then."
"A journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step, and persistence is victory."
Gongshu Yang asked again:
"When will that day be? One year? Ten years? Or a hundred years?"
"Can our group of people wait until then?"
"Instead of wasting time in this godforsaken place, dragging our spiritual power until it is exhausted, it is better to fight the enemy to our heart's content. "
His words touched the hearts of many cultivators.
Yes, when will this day end? It's just a slow wait for death.
For a moment, the whole camp was excited.
Bai Yu frowned and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Gongshu, what do you mean by this?"
Gongshu Yang said:
"I want to lead my brothers to charge forward. It would be best if we can return. If we die, it will be fine."