The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 54 Formation
Xu Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The progress of Qingjing Jue has exceeded 90.00%, and it is about to enter the state of Dacheng, a state of peace and purity.

Started to have a body that was different from ordinary people.

Although Xu Xuan often laughs at himself that he can't even compare to the handymen in the Mirror Realm, this is not the case. At least the skills and golden light spells he practices are first-rate.

If the Golden Light Curse is practiced to perfection, the attack range should be larger.

"Letter from Jinling!"

At this time, Li Jianxing sent a letter.

It turned out to be a letter written by Xu Yong, which told what happened, especially the incident of Sun Taixuan in the North.

"Sun Taixuan is actually willing to show up?" Xu Xuan was surprised.

But think about it, monks in this world don't have overwhelming power. Sun Taixuan can only use three kinds of insects at most, and may even be worse than himself in the future.

He is about to master twelve kinds of insects. The disciples of the Baidi Sect can suppress this guy without Xu Xuan personally taking action.

The best policy is to join the dynasty.

As for the barbarian affairs.

Xu Xuan wrote a letter and said: "Third brother, don't worry. The barbarians and the Han people have had a blood feud for thousands of years. It is evil to kill millions of people. But when the Central Plains declined, the barbarians entered the country to fight the autumn wind, causing tens of millions of people to die. Killing millions of barbarians It only killed a million people, but it could indirectly save tens of millions of people. To offset this, it actually earned 900 million merits."

His third brother, Xu Yong, was his white glove in accomplishing his great mission. Xu Xuan had always taken care of these things himself.

"Send the letter to Xu Yong. By the way, do you think the group in the north are Taoist priests from Zhongnan Mountain?"

"It should be. I also received news recently that Zhongnan Mountain has changed its leader."

"It is said that what Zhong Nanshan is good at is formation calculations?" Xu Xuan asked.

"Yes, this is the unique skill of the Taoist priests of Zhongnan Mountain. High-ranking officials in the north usually ask the Taoist priests of Zhongnan Mountain to consult the feng shui and set up fortune formations."

"You go...forget it, I'll go there myself."

Xu Xuan thought for a while and it would be safer to go there in person.

Without him, the formation is too important.

In the mirror world, there is a theory of the three techniques of cultivating immortals, which refers to pills, weapons, and formations.

Among the monks, those who have learned this craft live the most prosperous life. The success of Hong Yi Wanxiang Tower depends not on cinnabar, but on cheap and affordable elixirs.

It's okay to say that elixirs are good. As long as they have elixir prescriptions and a rough elixir refining technique, almost any monk can make one or two ordinary elixirs.

Even if the success rate is not high, it can be achieved through hard training.

Xu Xuan is an example. He relied on massive resources to refine elixirs with a [-]% success rate until the success rate increased.

But the formation method is different from the weapon refining. This method requires the use of mathematics and very precise techniques. It follows a precise path. If something is wrong, it will malfunction immediately and the problem cannot be found. It is equivalent to a very precise instrument. .

Alchemy can also produce miracles with great force, but the latter two cannot.

Therefore, formations and weapon refining are usually monopolized.

With the formation, Xu Xuan can do many things, such as improving the efficiency of spiritual energy absorption, or the efficiency of practicing the Huangting Interior Technique. After all, the efficiency of holding the spiritual stone is not very high, and it is easy to be lost in the process.

After much thought, Xu Xuan decided to go to the north to personally meet the leader of Zhongnan Mountain.

"Li Jianxing, Xie Miao, and Li Changsheng, each of you three will bring 20 people with me to the north."

"Yes!"

rumbling...

The sound of horse hooves sounded urgent, and the cavalry team of more than 60 people rushed to the north through the starry night.

The horses were not allowed to rest, and they were immediately changed when they arrived at the inn.

Three days later, Xiangyang City Gate.

This majestic pass is a key node between the north and the south. The city wall is guarded by clouds of troops and there are more than ten red cannons.

"Stop here!"

Li Jianxing dismounted, showed his token, and said, "The Bai Di Jiao Celestial Master is here in person! Who is the general guarding this place?"

The guard general's attitude changed drastically. With a look of reverence in his eyes, he looked at the man who looked like a god not far away. He could recognize who the real owner was at first sight without any introduction.

"The general is Zhang Huangyan. I'm going to ask for instructions right away. Please come in."

The thick city gate opened.

The cavalry entered the city, and the city was filled with solemn killings, mostly soldiers.

Everyone came to the general's mansion.A middle-aged man wearing white armor was waiting early.

"Greetings to Master Xu Tianshi! Master Li! Master Xie!" General Zhang stepped forward and clasped his fists.

On the day of the abdication ceremony, Zhang Huangyan saw with his own eyes the abilities of the Heavenly Master, and he had gone to Yuelu Mountain for further training, and his strength greatly increased when he came back.

He and Li Jianxing have a teacher-student relationship.

"Time is running out. You have sent eight hundred elite soldiers to follow me northward."

"Only eight hundred? Do you want more?" Zhang Huangyan was uneasy.

"No, eight hundred is enough."

"Yes!"

The team has grown to more than 860 people, and it is also an elite firearms battalion, using the latest flintlock short-barreled rifles developed by Tiangongyuan.

Immediately, Xu Xuan was holding a [-]-centimeter-long gun. The butt was made of wood, the barrel was made of black steel, and there was a folding bayonet on the top. The entire gun was smeared with lard and exuded an oily luster.

Dachang's gun-making skills are extremely high. This gun is a single shot, and the ammunition is wrapped in paper in a fixed amount. The reloading speed is very fast, and the power and range are good.

Xu Xuan had one hand and four more in his storage bag with hundreds of rounds of ammunition.

"Who says a priest can't use a gun?"

Xu Xuan flipped his wrist and the gun disappeared, causing everyone to marvel.

Nanyang is in chaos.

Xuanzhen's clothes are ragged and his beard grows wildly.

Seven or eight disciples accompanied him, but the horse was dead, and only these few were left among dozens of people.

Everyone was so hungry that they walked cautiously in the forest. The messy bushes left wounds on their bodies from time to time.

Xuanzhen is still carrying a package. This is a classic secret method passed down by his ancestors. Even if no one has mastered it and it is even regarded as a trick, it is still the most important thing passed down by his ancestors. Even if he dies, he will not leave it to the traitor.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xuanzhen asked the disciples to rest, but he was unable to lean against the big tree.

Seeing the appearance of his disciples, Xuanzhen wished he could look up to the sky and scream.

"One day, we must kill these barbaric dogs!!"

Emperor Chang of the Han Dynasty and the barbarians were fighting to the death in the south. Xuanzhen secretly made up his mind that when he got to the south, he would definitely join the military camp and massacre the traitors and barbarians with his own hands.

Whoosh!
There seemed to be voices coming from all around.

"Run!" Xuanzhen's expression changed and he led everyone on their escape journey.

The goal of escape is the south.

In addition to the Tatar army, there were also scouts sent from the south looking for them.

Six soldiers jumped out of the grass.

Everyone held swords to face the enemy.

"Don't be impulsive! I'm not a Tatar!"

The leading soldier took off his helmet, revealing his familiar mane.

"Who are you?" Xuanzhen was still a little wary. Some Tatar spies didn't know how to shave their heads.

"I am Liu Yuan, a scout from the Shenji Camp. Xu Tianshi sent us to look for you. Are you the leader of Xuanzhen?"

As he spoke, the scout came alone without weapons.

General Zhang Huangyan's spies had been looking for clues about them before. Master Xu Tianshi asked the scouts to search along the general direction, but he didn't expect to be met by him.

"That's right! Did Master Xu Tianshi really send you here? Where is the large army? How many people are there?"

Xuanzhen gradually let down his guard.

"The large army is in Shigang Village, which is three miles away. There are 800 people."

Hearing this, Xuanzhen's heart sank.

There are only 800 people. There are thousands of Nanyang Ganjun alone, and there are at least a thousand pursuing troops behind them. There is also the camp of the Eight Banners leader further away.

Can 800 people escape?

Whoosh!
More noises came from all around, and it turned out that the Tatar pursuers had arrived.

(End of this chapter)