Due to internal and external troubles, and the fact that the mountain protection formation was discovered, the Infinite Sword Sect could not hold out for long.
All in all, the battle lasted for five days.
As for the subsequent small-scale mopping-up battles, it is impossible to calculate their specific time and number of battles.
The Danfeng trio returned right after the war, covered in wounds.
Also returning at the same time were the wounded members of Daojianmen, both big and small.
The wounded will naturally be the responsibility of Danfeng, but now there is no need to send them to the forbidden area at the top of Danfeng, it will be fine to send them halfway up the mountain.
Danfeng is different now. In the last battle to protect the sect, there were only three alchemists. Long Qiqi was busy from beginning to end, and his tail became thinner. Now there are more than ten alchemists, and dozens of alchemists who have not yet fully entered the door. There is no need to worry about not having enough doctors.
In fact, they were all newbies with very little experience. Seeing so many wounded, their eyes sparkled.
How can these be called wounded? They are clearly experience packs, experimental subjects, and treasures!
Without mentioning the "harmonious" rescue scene halfway up Danfeng Mountain, let's just talk about the subtle atmosphere in the forbidden area on the top of Danfeng Mountain.
Under the old locust tree, hot wind blows on a hot summer day.
Qin Ran sat on a wooden chair, crossed his legs, holding a cup of tea and sipping it slowly.
In front of him, from right to left, from tall to short, stood Li Shiyin, Zhuifeng and Li An.
All three of them suffered varying degrees of injuries, their clothes were stained with blood, and they were in unbearable pain.
However, the current situation is unbearable and must be endured.
Qin Ran drank his tea, looked out of the cup, and secretly looked at his wife.
But Li Shiyin's delicate and beautiful face was full of weakness, pain and fatigue; but her almond-shaped eyes were sparkling, excited and hot.
He knew very well that Li Shiyin had never been gentle, virtuous, or a housewife.
The Li family’s final destination has always been the battlefield.
He put down the teacup and asked calmly, "Is it fun?"
“Hehe, hehe!” As soon as he heard the voice, he knew it was that guy Zhuifeng. He looked at Qin Ran and smiled flatteringly, “It’s not bad, Dad. It’s quite fun.”
Qin Ran glanced at him, said nothing, and just stared at Li Shiyin.
"In the past few years, I have gained many new insights into the method of commanding Jindan monks to fight together. So with me leading the battle this time, the combat power of the Jindan monks increased by at least 30%, and the casualties were reduced by 50%."
Li Shiyin looked at Qin Ran calmly with her bright eyes and replied, "Zhuifeng and I also contributed a lot when we surrounded and killed Jian Wuming. Most of our injuries were caused by this battle.
“I fought these two battles very happily and thoroughly, and gained a lot.
"If you, my husband, ask me if it's fun, my answer is, it's very fun." The couple sat and stood, looking into each other's eyes.
There seemed to be a hint of murderous aura in the air, which made Li An feel uneasy, so he quietly pulled Zhuifeng's fur.
Zhuifeng didn't dare to move and just used his tail to comfort him from behind.
After a long moment, Qin Ran avoided his gaze, nodded, and said, "Yes."
So Li Shiyin won this round.
But Qin Ran had personally taught her that "it is better to use the remaining courage to pursue the enemy rather than to seek fame by imitating the tyrant". For the enemy, one must kill them all.
So she asked, "My husband, we have returned victorious, but we are seriously injured. Why is there no celebration banquet, no rewards, and no doctor to treat our injuries? Instead, we are punished to stand here for no reason?!"
…Master, you taught me so well.
"Wow!"
Beside her, Zhuifeng and Li An both widened their eyes. Zhuifeng raised his big paws and Li An raised his little fists, and they both gave her a thumbs up.
How dare you treat Danfeng’s real boss like this!
Too strong!!
Cheers to the heroes!!!
Qin Ran raised his head and looked at Li Shiyin again, only to see Li Shiyin stretching out her hand like a queen dowager, and then tilting her head back, looking at him with her nose up, with a look of arrogance, motioning him to support her.
Um?!!
Kieran's eyes widened, then he quickly recovered.
He showed a gentle smile on his face, stood up, walked over, held Li Shiyin's hand, and supported her, muttering: "Thank you for your hard work, my wife! My wife's fighting power is unparalleled! Does my wife hurt? Where is my wife injured?"
As soon as his hand rested on Li Shiyin, Li Shiyin leaned weakly in his arms, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
I argued with him just now, but it was just an act of pretense.
He hugged her tenderly, stroked her hair, gazed at her face lovingly, and murmured, "You are my spear, and I am your shield. Li Shiyin is a peerless swordsman who aims his sword at the world, and I, Qin Ran, am just your alchemist."
"Dad, what about me? What about me?" Zhuifeng asked shamelessly, sticking out his tongue.
Qin Ran glanced at him and said, "You are just a scoundrel."
"ah?"
"Heal yourself!" Qin Ran casually threw him a handful of pills, then picked up Li Shiyin and flew back to the room. He wanted to heal Li Shiyin himself.
"Dad, won't you help me heal my wounds?" Zhuifeng was very sad and asked with tears in his eyes, "Am I not your most adorable baby?"
Qin Ran ignored him.
In fact, Zhuifeng was thick-skinned and his injuries were not serious; and Li Ang was well protected by them and was not seriously injured.
Only Li Shiyin, because of her significant role and obvious target, suffered a lot of strong attacks and was seriously injured.
That night, Li Shiyin was sleeping soundly in the room, while Zhuifeng was lying on the cat climbing frame bored, teasing Li An with his tail.
Qin Ran walked to the Xijian Lake stele, looked at the words on the stele, and remembered Li Shiyin's arrogant look when she was carving the words. She also said that someone would come to see her words to comprehend the peerless swordsmanship in the future.
The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he said, "She is the most talented swordsman. The Immortal Land cannot hold her back. Her stage is in a bigger place."
On the side, Gu Yueming looked at the words on the stele and could not see any clues. But he acknowledged that Li Shiyin was very talented, although he did not agree with the adjective "most".
"Do you want her to go outside the Immortal Land to gain experience?" he asked tentatively.
"It's not her, it's us. Let's go out together." Qin Ran smiled and said directly, "She only knows how to fight, she's stupid, without my protection, she can't go far."
Gu Yueming let out a breath unconsciously, then he smiled and asked, "When are you leaving? I'll take you there."
"Go when you feel like it."
"Will you come back?"
"Right? If he's not dead, he'll come back one day."
Gu Yueming felt relieved. He looked up and looked around the Danfeng Peak. He smiled and said, "In fact, I think your stage is in a bigger place. The Immortal Relics Land is too small, and you can't show your talents."
"Me?" Qin Ran shook his head. "I prefer to live in seclusion in Danfeng to make elixirs and not care about worldly affairs. If it weren't for Shiyin, you wouldn't know me."
If Li Shiyin had not become Danfeng's disciple, then it is very likely that Qin Ran would have stayed at Danfeng to practice. Daojian Sect would have been controlled by Zhishenggu's elixir strategy for hundreds of years, and then its strength would have weakened to a certain extent, and then Zhishenggu would have attacked it.
By that time, the enemy was at the gates of the city, and thousands of monks were pointing their swords at Daojian Sect. The declining Daojian Sect was in danger of being destroyed.
At this moment, a junior master from Danfeng, who was ignored by everyone in Daojian Sect, suddenly stood up. He turned the tide and faced the...
It is also possible that he had already moistened it.
"Is that you from the Wuyin Sword Sect?" Gu Yueming asked again.
"You know I have the ability to clone myself. That's my clone." Qin Ran said, "After we leave, he will take care of Danfeng for me."
"Yeah!" Gu Yueming nodded.
After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "How many clones do you have?"
Qin Ran smiled at him and did not answer.
"Is there a possibility that you are also a clone?" Gu Yueming continued to ask, "Or even, you are also a divine clone?"
“Master, you overestimate me.” Qin Ran replied.
"No… "
Gu Yueming thought of Zhisheng Valley, Wuyin Sword Sect, and Qin Ran, a mere Jindan cultivator, who could destroy such a behemoth at will. He thought of Qin Ran asking him if he wanted Daojian Sect to become the number one sect in the Immortal Relics Land, and he said yes, so Daojian Sect became the number one sect.
He sighed, "You are so scary!"