At this time, the monks guarding the city were mainly composed of two parts. One part was a mixture of resident monks from Qanting Holy Land.

The other part is the monks who participated in the defense of the city because of the reward.

Most of these are casual cultivators, and a small number of them are cultivators from small families and sects.

At this time, the latter looked at the scene in front of them. Although there was no actual action, many people could not help but feel sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was dead.

Then a question emerged in their minds.

If these casual cultivators outside the city were replaced by officials from Qianting, or descendants of the Holy Land, or monks from large sects or big families, would the city guards still behave like this?

No one spoke, but when they raised this question, they already had the answer in their hearts.

The monks who guarded the city were indifferent to the casual monks begging and scolding them. Although some of the monks sympathized, they did not dare to speak in the majesty of Qianting.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

In the desperate eyes of dozens of casual cultivators, extremely brilliant auras suddenly bloomed.

Like thousands of arrows being fired, the monster's innate spells bombarded one after another, and terrifying power fluctuations spread all over the place.

"Whoosh~"

Among these casual cultivators, the highest level of cultivation is only at the foundation-building stage, so how can they withstand the simultaneous bombardment of thousands of demonic beasts’ innate spells?

Even if it's just a part of it.

"Rumble"

Any resistance is in vain when swept by the beast tide.

In less than half a breath, dozens of casual cultivators outside the city were submerged in the colorful magical aura.

No bones remain.

"Qian Ting's style has indeed not changed at all."

Beside him, Guo Poyun looked gloomy and whispered to himself.

He was also an ordinary casual cultivator and was used to living a hard life. Although he joined the Buyi League and the Purple Turban Army successively, he found an organization.

But I can completely empathize with the difficulties of casual cultivation.

Therefore, I feel deeply angry at the behavior of Qanting Holy Land.

Although it is understandable that I have to sacrifice for the sake of the overall situation.

But in the situation just now, the beast tide was still a certain distance away from the city wall. It was completely possible to allow dozens of casual cultivators to enter the city and then activate the formation without any problems.

But facing the so-called "comrades", the commander of the city guard in Qianting did not hesitate at all, and did not care about the life and death of the casual cultivators at all.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, be careful what you say."

Hearing this, Liu Yu turned around and scolded in a low voice.

If these words are heard by Brother Qianting, it may cause a lot of trouble, so it must not be said in public.

Realizing that something was wrong, Guo Poyun nodded slightly, loosened his clenched fists, and seemed to have returned to normal.

But in his heart, he was still extremely uneasy.

In today's world, casual cultivators have no place to stand.

Not to mention the stable development of the property, it is also difficult to earn enough spiritual stones to satisfy daily cultivation through one's own efforts.

And some people are born with no worries about food and clothing. Even if they don't work very hard, they can still have resources that ordinary casual cultivators can't imagine.

In fact, Zhongyu was not like this at the beginning.

But I don’t know since when, the sect family’s oppression of casual cultivators has become more and more serious, constantly squeezing the living space of casual cultivators, and intensifying their efforts to monopolize the resources for cultivating immortals.

Later, radical casual cultivating organizations came into being.

Some of the most radical and extreme casual cultivating organizations even do not hesitate to secretly cooperate with the demon clan in order to change the existing structure of the Central Territory.

Looking at the scene in front of him of dozens of casual cultivators being wiped out in ashes, Guo Poyun couldn't help but think of the question he had thought about countless times.

"What exactly is a casual cultivator in this middle realm?"

In fact, he already had the answer in his mind.

Every time he thinks about this question, Guo Poyun feels more and more ironic, and feels that the four-character slogan is extremely hollow.

Although there are more casual cultivators, they are like wandering souls. Even if they stay in a place for tens or hundreds of years, it is difficult to develop a sense of belonging.

When meeting monks from sects and aristocratic families, they would also call them Taoist friends.

But many casual cultivators know from the bottom of their hearts that they are not true "comrades". Although class is invisible and intangible, it is an insurmountable barrier in their hearts.

Dozens of scattered cultivators were wiped out. No matter how turbulent people's hearts were, the war would not stop.

"Whizzing"

After entering the attack range of low-level monsters, tens of thousands of monsters continued to approach while releasing various innate spells.

Looking around, the innate spells form a colorful torrent, densely bombarding the "Sunset Fairy City".

Although a single low-level spell is inconspicuous, the torrent of tens of thousands of low-level spells gathered together is so powerful that even Nascent Soul monks will look at it with suspicion.

At the same time, the monks guarding the city also used magic weapons and spells to counter the torrent of spells from the monsters.

The city defense formation then moved, triggering several four-level attacks and falling into the spreading beast tide.

"Rumble"

The power of the magic weapon surged endlessly, and the huge roar shook the surrounding areas. The siege was extremely powerful.

Liu Yu also took a symbolic action, easily releasing a series of third-level mid-grade fire attribute spells, playing the role of an ordinary golden elixir monk.

While observing Qian Ting's troop deployment, he also paid attention to the situation of various monsters and beasts, and he was able to do multiple things with ease.

From dawn to sunset, many low-level monsters were killed and injured, and the dense monster tide receded like the tide.

Not long after, the monster beasts outside the city became sparse, and their bodies disappeared.

Although there was a lot of sacrifice, the low-level monsters with ordinary blood had strong reproductive capabilities, so it was not considered a loss.

As expected by many monks, this time it was a probing attack.

Sunset Immortal City has experienced attacks like this several times, so the city guards are very familiar with handling them.

When night fell completely, low-level monks were sent to clean up the battlefield.

But before that, many casual cultivators had already swarmed out, regardless of the risk of the beast tide coming back.

After all, monsters are treasures, and if you can pick up one or two corpses, you can exchange them for a lot of spiritual stones.

Even if there is no harvest, they can still be regarded as "defending the city with merit" and can receive spiritual stones from Sunset Fairy City that are better than nothing.

Although there are very few spiritual stones, a few are worth a lot, and the risk of defending the city is not high, but it will consume a lot of mana.

In this way, a border siege came to an end.

At this time, after receiving the reward for assisting in defending the city, Liu Yu led his team and left Sunset Fairy City in a low-key manner.

He knew clearly that neither side was doing their best.

On the side of the demon clan, the high-level demon cultivators did not take much action from the beginning to the end, especially the demon clan with the blood of the spirit demon.

On the human side, the really powerful characters in Qianting did not take action, and the Taoist soldiers, spiritual ships and other trump cards were not used.

As time goes by, three months have passed since Liu Yu came to Dongzhou.

…

"Dong dong dong"

There was a gentle knock on the door of the attic, which alerted Liu Yu who was studying the exercises.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he instantly saw the person coming and said calmly:

"Come in."

The next moment, the door opened gently, and Tian Xiaoyu, with light green eyes and cool clothes, opened the door and walked in.

"Meet the helmsman."

The woman walked to the center of the hall and bowed politely.

"No need to be polite."

"What's the matter?"

Liu Yu closed the book and put it aside, picked up the spiritual tea and asked casually.

"Reporting to the helmsman, the Feng family of Hongzhushan has sent people to contact and observe many times through their subordinates, and they think they can try to win over."

"There has always been a conflict of interest between the Feng family and several surrounding Jindan families."

"Because there is only one early-stage Jindan monk in his family, he has been at a disadvantage for a long time, and his sphere of influence is constantly being compressed."

"Coupled with the continuous wars in Dongzhou and the heavy taxes imposed by Qianting, the whole family has become increasingly dissatisfied with Qianting, and there are already complaints."

"Although I dare not say it openly, the personnel sent by my subordinates can often hear dissatisfaction and complaints from the Feng family."
To be continued...