Chapter 71 The Veteran and the General

The latest website: Leaving Dome City and getting rid of the inspection mission, Lu Qingshan had a feeling in his heart that the sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to leap.

The scope of the Fourteenth City is very large, but it is too small for a sword cultivator.

If you want to go deep into the demon-occupied area, it is impossible to pass through the front line.

At this time, on the front line, there are millions of soldiers from the human and demon races, and the battle is raging. It is impossible for him, a sixth-level monk, to pass through the thousands of troops.

Detour is the only option.

Although there is a detour, there is no need to delay too much time.

Lu Qingshan can just copy how the demons bypassed the frontline battlefield and entered the rear area of ​​the human race.

The blockade of the airspace and the defense line by the demons must exist.

But it is not difficult to avoid the air blockade of the demons.

In the open and vast area of ​​Zhongling, even with a large number of people like the demons, it is impossible to completely block the airspace.

The Mozu couldn't mobilize too many manpower.

It's good that their family is big, but at the same time, it's also big, and there are too many things to do.

Therefore, the blockade of the airspace is only to prevent large-scale human monks, and there is really not much defense against the infiltration of a duo like Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan.

With Lu Qingshan's speed at this time, even with Mo Yan on board, he still easily bypassed the defense line extending from the three cities of Niujiao, Hutou, and Horseshoe in the evening, and entered the demon-occupied area.

With such a speed, even a seven-level cultivator would be ashamed of himself.

After crossing the front line, Lu Qingshan paused for a moment, carefully felt the source of the fluctuation, and then started again, continuing to fly towards the west without slowing down.

The farther west he went, the more devastated the landscape beneath his feet became.

After the demons entered the country, they massacred. Lu Qingshan did not know how many people were starved to death by the roadside and hung on the trees covered with crows along the way.

The burning city, the black smoke rising from the golden rice fields and wheat waves,

A scene of chaos.

In addition to the demons, there are also small groups of monsters that emerge like locusts after autumn in the entire demon-occupied area, running around.

Along the way, Lu Qingshan also saw many demon troops heading east.

These are all continuously drawn by the demons from the Infinite Realm, and they are also the basis for the demons to invade the spirit.

For these demon troops, Lu Qingshan just glanced at them from a distance, and didn't get too close.

"Lu Qingshan, there's so much water vapor," Gu Yiyi, who had always been tired, woke up from his rest and asked in a daze before he understood the situation, his voice was a little excited, "Where are you?"

"No, that's not water." Lu Qingshan retracted it from the ground without looking at it.

There, there is a group of monsters filled with demonic energy, advancing to the east.

"That's tears..."

Lu Qingshan said: "There is still blood."

.........

into the night.

It has been more than six hours since Lu Qingshan left Dome City.

It was winter.

Snowflakes flew and fluttered, covering the ground from scarlet to black with a thin layer.

When you step on such a ground, you can hear a crisp creaking sound.

Pooh.

Li Si pulled the long sword out of Moxiu's heart in front of him.

Blood immediately splashed out from the blood hole opened by the blade.

His eyes were very indifferent.

Apparently, he has experienced such a scene many times, which made him a little numb.

Holding the long sword, he looked at Moxiu who was surrounded by his companions, twitched the corners of his mouth, and muttered in his heart.

The job of killing people has to be our sword cultivators.

"I'll help you!" He whispered softly.

That demon cultivator was only in the fifth-rank realm, but he was better than a rough-skinned and thick-skinned man who had no resistance at this time, and just relied on his physical body to resist.

When the other monks surrounding the demon cultivator heard Li Si's soft shout, they immediately understood what he meant, and made way for a gap.

Li Si followed this gap, and with a well-timed sword strike, it was impossible to guard against, and pierced the demon cultivator's eyebrows.

 …

In this sudden encounter, the human monks won a complete victory.

After quickly cleaning the battlefield and cleaning up the traces, they were about to leave when Li Si's eyes froze suddenly.

In the snow, he saw a wild deer hiding behind a rock and looking around.

I don't know what he thought of, Li Si's heart moved slightly, and a sword energy shot out from his fingertips, and shot out like a sharp arrow.

puff!

The wild deer fell to the ground.

Li Si smiled with satisfaction.

"Li Si, bring game to your girl again." The companion joked with a smile.

Li Si shook his head and scolded with a smile: "What my girl, don't talk nonsense."

While talking, he stepped forward to mention the wild deer, "Let's go back."

 …

After several hours.

Li Si and his party joined other companions.

This is a very strange team.

A team of eight or nine monks who were already very old, and hundreds of mortals in rags.

Seeing Li Si and his party coming back, the monks here quickly surrounded them and asked anxiously, "How is the situation?"

"It's generally safe. The demons don't march this way, but we encountered a few wandering demon cubs on the road, and we killed them all." Li Si bared his teeth and said.

"That's good." The monk who asked the question breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the monk who asked the question suddenly lowered his eyes slightly, and then showed a meaningful smile.

Li Si also felt movement around him, and looked down, only to see a small hand clutching the corner of his clothes tightly.

It was a dirty little face with dark skin, but the pair of dark eyeballs were extremely lively and watery.

"Don't be afraid, we'll be in a safe place in a few days." Li Si, who had never had children in his life, comforted the little girl in a soft voice that he had never seen several times in his life.

The little girl shook her head, indicating that she was not afraid.

It's just that the eyes are shining, staring at the wild roe in Li Si's hand, his eyes are like a little rabbit seeing a carrot, cute and pitiful.

Seeing this scene, the fellow monks couldn't help saying: "Li Si, it's understandable to kill the devil boy, but this wild deer didn't do anything wrong, so why did you kill him? There's nothing to say about it."

"Whoever said it didn't make a mistake, it's its fault for being so fat." Another monk came up and teased.

The others couldn't help but laugh.

"Ahem..." Li Si blushed, but he didn't make any excuses. He just stretched out his big hand and touched the girl's small head, and then shouted to his companions: "Don't just watch the fun , help me roast this wild roe deer."

"Li Si, my fire method is used to kill the enemy, not to barbecue your girl." The companion who was named was dissatisfied.

"Don't fix what's there for me," Li Si threw the wild roe to his companion, and at the same time warned: "Remember to turn down the heat this time, it will be burnt in the meeting, and why are you bragging about yourself all day long?" Spells are controlled in such a subtle way that even a piece of meat can’t be roasted well, but your grandma is so finely tuned.”

"I don't even know how to speak politely when I'm asked to do something..." The companion muttered in a low voice, but his hands moved honestly.

 …

After a while, the wild roe roe was roasted. The steaming roe roe meat made the girl laugh happily.

But the little girl didn't eat it right away, but bowed to Li Si to express her gratitude.

Then she bounced towards the crowd with the wild roe deer in her hands, and distributed the roe deer meat to several other elderly people first.

"Her whole family was killed, and now she is the only young girl left. You have no children in your life, and you just see each other again." A fellow monk walked up to Li Si and whispered, "If we can bring They left the demon-occupied area safely and returned to the human domain, I think you can simply adopt her."

"Although she is dumb, it's not a big deal with our ability. By then, finding a spiritual practitioner should be able to cure her."

"It's a lot of age, wouldn't it be nice to have a girl call you father?"

Li Si had a smile on his face when he was told by his companion, as if he saw that scene, he was a little moved, but soon he calmed down again, shook his head and said: "Let's talk about it first when we can get out of here safely."

"The situation is not good?" The companion noticed something and asked quickly.

"Although we took the remote path and bypassed the marching route of the demon army, have you noticed that recently our scout team encounters wandering demon cultivators more and more often?"

Scout, for monks, is a somewhat unfamiliar term.

The ordinary army marches forward, in order to avoid the sudden attack of the enemy, scouting is a must.

But for monks, scouts are rare.

Because mortals and monks are actually not the same species, the difference is too great.

For an ordinary army to march, a hundred miles a day is considered fast.

At this speed, the scouts galloped on horseback, much faster than the army, so they could run far enough to find out the information and return safely.

But the army of monks moved forward, like a fast-moving interstellar fleet. In addition, the scope of the monks' spiritual detection was extremely wide. If scouts were released, what kind of monks should be sent became a problem.

Those with low cultivation bases have insufficient escaping speed, not even comparable to the speed of the army, and cannot spread over a large area at all. How to scout?

For those with high cultivation base, escape speed is enough, but......

How can there be any reason for the marshal to be a scout?

Those who can really be counted as the upper half of scouts usually let sword repairers or meditation repairers check out the surrounding situation.

It is said to be an investigation, but it is actually a half-exploration and a half-dozen.

As for Li Si, this time he took up this job, which he had some experience in.

But this time, the duty of this scout is extremely important.

Li Si looked at his companions around him, thinking in ecstasy.

He didn't know any of these companions a few days ago.

Because not long ago, as "veterans" who had retired from Longchengguan, they were in different states of Zhongling, and they had no intersection with each other.

Later, the evacuated flying boats came to their respective hometowns with a repair order.

Next, they set off, bringing their buddies, at their own expense, from all corners of the country to gather on the western front battlefield.

They are not "regular troops", their cultivation base is not outstanding, and they are still old. They don't know who their companions are, let alone where the battlefield is.

Logically speaking, this is a very blind action.

But not in this war.

This is a battle that concerns the survival of the entire Chinese spirit, a battle between Taoism and demons.

So everyone is a regular army, and every spiritual monk you meet on the road is a companion and a comrade-in-arms.

Therefore, even though they have never met before, they can quickly become comrades-in-arms after meeting.

As for the battlefield?

Where there is an enemy, there is a battlefield.

Adhering to this idea, they plunged into this area.

Their actions are even much faster than Jianzong.

When they first arrived here, they still mainly searched for the magic cultivators who were killed and left alone.

After all, they are not many in number and cannot be organized. They can only engage in ambushes and catch soft persimmons.

Afterwards, the army of demons passed through the border like locusts.

Everywhere they went was slaughter.

The demons need a stable rear, and at the same time, they need to vent, and they need to stimulate the tyranny and killing intent in the hearts of all demon cultivators.

So from the very beginning, the demons didn't plan to leave a living in their occupied area.

The battle between Dao and Demon has always been cruel.

Li Si met these refugees on the way back.

These are people from a small village. They managed to avoid the first wave of mopping up by the Mozu army, and then staggered and tried to escape to a safe place.

But at this time, demons are everywhere in this area. Where can these people who have never even left their villages escape to?

They had just walked for tens of miles when they came across a hunting beast tainted with demonic energy.

When Li Si arrived, only the old and the weak, women and children were left among these people. In the face of the almost invincible monsters, the adult men stood up timidly and bravely, using their lives to buy time for their loved ones to escape.

In fact, it doesn't do much.

If Li Si hadn't arrived in time, no matter how brave those men were, they wouldn't be able to save their relatives.

But Li Si came.

So those men's sacrifices were worth it.

After Li Si killed the monster, facing the hundred or so ragged men, he looked at his compatriots cautiously but full of hope. From that moment on, he knew that his mission was no longer to kill Luodan Moxiu, Instead, they tried their best to take them out of the demon-occupied area.

This is destined to be an extremely difficult road.

These refugees have no cultivation base and cannot perform escapism. They can only walk, and they cannot walk dozens of miles a day.

In addition, with such a large number of people, it is difficult to hide it. Just eating and drinking is a big problem-Li Si, who has already fasted, there is no food for ordinary people in mustard seeds.

Fortunately, he met these companions again.

In the mustard seeds of one of the companions, there were several bottles of Bigu Pill that he didn't remember when he put them, which finally solved the problem of eating and drinking for everyone.

The only problem they have now is how to lead these helpless refugees through this vast minefield and into the safe zone.

They didn't have a flying boat, so they chose a stupid method. The monks acted as scouts to scout the way ahead, and after confirming safety, they followed with these refugees.

It's like crossing a river by feeling the stones, step by step to the safe zone.

"What do you mean?" the companion asked warily.

Li Si shook his head, "I'm not sure about the specific situation, but I always have a bad feeling."

"Let's change the road." He thought for a while, then suddenly said, "I'll go to the road in Minshan again."

"You rest, I'll go." The companion took the initiative to do the work.

Li Si waved his hand, "Let me do it, you guys are not as quick as I am."

The companion pouted, but did not argue.

Whether it's killing the enemy or escaping, they really can't compare with the old sword cultivators who have experienced many battles.

This is their specialty.

.........

Minshan.

A pale white crescent moon was exposed in the sky, and the wind and snow were whistling, making the robe on Li Si's body swish.

From time to time, branches are overwhelmed and broken, and snow falls.

Li Si stepped on the snow, leaving footprints one by one, which would soon be covered by the new snowfall.

The mission of the scout is not simple, in addition to checking for danger, he also has to walk the road with his feet to see if it is suitable for mortals to pass.

The next moment, Li Si seemed to have discovered something, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

He turned slowly.

There, a gigantic monster with a height of twenty feet stood there, covered with bright red scales, like a bright red fire armor.

Its lantern-like eyes looked at Li Si coldly with a ferocious light.

His eyes were full of tyranny and contempt like looking at ants.

The breath is even more intimidating.

Horror, hideous, tyrannical, powerful.

Rank six red scale demon.

Li Si, who was no more than six feet tall, was wearing a thin long gown, and his body was even a little stooped. His hair was black and white, and he kept shaking with the fluttering snowflakes.

His face is full of wrinkles that represent age, and his cultivation is only five realms.

It's like a military general in gorgeous armor is facing an old soldier in scanty clothes.

The stooped old sword repairer summoned his natal sword, spit into the palm of his hand, held the long sword tightly, and straightened up again.

The long sword clattered.

Then, he raised his head and pointed his sword at the monster not far away.

The two looked at each other, their eyes collided.

One side is tyrannical like flames, while the other side is as calm as ice.

Deep mountains, flying snow, and flame-like monsters.

Dark night, waning moon, killing intent like ice and snow.

"Demon bastard..."

Li Si's voice was colder than ice and snow, just like his long sword.

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