mtl008 Chapter 389: Post-War Reflection
Chapter 389: Post-War Reflection
The smoke gradually dissipated, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air. The wounded and broken magic weapons were lying in a mess among the ruins. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen dragged their exhausted bodies and walked towards the sect step by step, and each step seemed to be heavy.
Entering the mountain gate, the usually bustling martial arts arena was now dead silent, with only the occasional groaning of the wounded. The disciples were in groups of two or three, either supporting their companions or cleaning up the battlefield, their faces full of relief and sorrow for having survived the catastrophe. Yun Yao looked at this scene with mixed feelings in her heart. The once prosperous sect was now in ruins, and those familiar buildings, flowers and plants were now stained with tragic colors.
The two walked straight to the Elders' Pavilion. No one spoke along the way, and their minds kept replaying every detail of the battle. As soon as they entered the pavilion, several elders came to greet them, their eyes full of concern and relief.
"Yun Yao, Chen'er, you are back, please sit down and take a rest." The Great Elder raised his hand to signal, his voice a little hoarse. It was obvious that this battle had consumed a lot of his energy.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen sat down as instructed. For a moment, the room fell into silence, with only the heavy breathing of the crowd. After a long time, Yun Yao took the lead in breaking the silence and said softly: "Elders, although we won this battle, the price was too heavy. I have been thinking, if we were more prepared, if the disciples cooperated more tacitly, would there be fewer casualties." Her eyes flashed with self-blame and regret, and her hands clenched unconsciously.
Chu Mochen nodded slightly and took over the conversation: "Yun Yao is right. I clearly felt during the battle that we relied too much on personal strength, and our teamwork was full of loopholes. For example, when resisting the encirclement of the dark forces, the disciples on the eastern defense line were almost torn open by the enemy due to the lack of timely support from the central part; and in the art of combined attack with magic weapons, many disciples did not grasp the essence at all, and the power was greatly reduced." He frowned, his expression solemn, as if he had returned to the battlefield of life and death.
The Third Elder sighed and said slowly, "It's great that you realize this. In the world of cultivation, personal strength is certainly the foundation, but if the team's strength cannot be gathered, it will suffer a great loss sooner or later. Take today's battle as an example. If it weren't for everyone's concerted efforts in the end, it would be difficult for the two of you alone, no matter how strong you are, to resist the counterattack of the dark forces."
Yun Yao recalled the thrilling moment in the battle, when the leader of the dark forces used strange forbidden techniques, and the powerful pressure made everyone almost despair. But at that time, none of the disciples of the sect retreated, some used defensive magic weapons, and some shouted slogans to boost morale, relying on the tenacity of unity to hold on. Her eyes were slightly red, and she said: "I have seen the courage and unity of the disciples. It is us, the brothers and sisters, who did not set a good example. We must strengthen team training in the future."
"Well, not only that, the inheritance and innovation of the sect's skills are also imminent." The second elder stroked his beard, his eyes deep, "From today's battle, our traditional skills are obviously powerless when facing some strange and evil spells. For example, the magic fog skills that the dark forces cast can erode spiritual power. Once many of our disciples were infected with it, their spiritual power quickly dissipated and they had no power to fight back. This shows that we can't stand still and need to communicate and exchange with other sects, absorb the strengths of hundreds of schools, and improve our skills system."
Chu Mochen pondered for a moment and made a suggestion: "Elders, I heard that the Lingjiu Peak sect has a method of purifying spiritual power that is specifically designed to overcome this kind of evil magic. Perhaps we can send envoys to exchange and learn to solve the urgent problem. In addition, there are many smart disciples in our sect. We can set up a method seminar hall to let them study and innovate, and give them certain resources as rewards to stimulate everyone's enthusiasm."
"This method is wonderful." A trace of admiration flashed in the eyes of the great elder. "As for the magic weapon, our sect's magic weapon reserves were severely damaged in this war, and there are only a few high-level magic weapons left. We need to arrange for disciples to explore the magic weapon secret realm as soon as possible, and at the same time strengthen cooperation with the Equipment Refining Pavilion to exchange precious materials for powerful magic weapons."
Everyone was talking at once, and the discussion was in full swing, from the training of disciples, the improvement of skills to the preparation of magic weapons, all-round analysis of the sect's current situation and future development direction. Yun Yao listened quietly, and gradually a clear direction emerged in her mind.
After the discussion came to a temporary end, Yun Yao stood up, bowed deeply to the elders, and said: "Elders, after this battle, I deeply feel that I have a great responsibility. I want to retreat for a period of time, not only to break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, but also to integrate the insights gained in the battle into the practice. After I come out of retreat, I will contribute to the improvement of the sect's practice."
Chu Mochen also stood up, his expression firm: "Yun Yao and I will be in seclusion together. We can verify each other and achieve twice the result with half the effort. During the seclusion period, I hope the elders will take care of the affairs of the sect. If you need anything, please feel free to ask."
The elders looked at each other, and saw relief and expectation in each other's eyes. The Great Elder nodded slightly and said, "Go, children, the future of the sect depends on you. Don't be anxious during the retreat, take steady steps, and we old guys will take care of everything."
The two said goodbye to the elders and came to the secluded secret room in the back mountain of the sect. The secret room was engraved with ancient runes all around, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, which could effectively isolate external interference and condense spiritual energy. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen sat opposite each other, first circulating their spiritual power to regulate the meridians damaged after the battle.
As the spiritual power slowly flowed through her body, Yun Yao gradually entered a state of emptiness and began to review the details of the battle in her mind. She found that when she was fighting against the leader of the dark forces, although she finally realized the new realm of the skill and turned the situation around, she was too passive in the early stage and was obviously not good enough to deal with the enemy's strange skills. The root cause was that she did not control the spiritual power finely enough and failed to change the spiritual power attributes at the critical moment to defeat the enemy.
Thinking of this, she decided to start with the basic control of spiritual power, stripping off a trace of spiritual power and trying to change its form, temperature and properties. At first, the spiritual power was like a naughty child, not listening at all, and every time it changed, it dissipated into nothingness. But Yun Yao was not discouraged, and tried again and again, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her clothes were already soaked with sweat.
After an unknown amount of time, the spiritual power finally transformed into an icy shape under her control, emitting a bone-chilling chill. Yun Yao was delighted, but before she could be happy for too long, the icy shape suddenly exploded, and the spiritual power backfired, causing her to groan and bleed from the corners of her mouth.
"Yun Yao!" Chu Mochen noticed something strange, opened his eyes, and his face was full of worry.
Yun Yao raised her hand to wipe off the blood and smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's just the backlash of spiritual power. I have figured out the trick to control spiritual power. I will succeed if I try a few more times." After that, she ignored the pain and immersed herself in it again.
Seeing her determination, Chu Mochen stopped trying to dissuade her and continued to practice. He focused on breaking through from the early stage to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, wrapping the Nascent Soul in his body in rich spiritual power, and constantly compressing and tempering it. Every compression was like struggling to survive under a huge rock, the Nascent Soul trembled, and the meridians were swollen and painful. But he gritted his teeth and persisted, relying on his tenacious willpower to break through the limit bit by bit.
In this way, the two of them practiced in seclusion in the secret room, and time passed quietly in the outside world. One day, when Yun Yao was controlling her spiritual power, she suddenly found that the spiritual power in her body and the runes in the secret room had a wonderful resonance. She was moved and explored further along this resonance, and unexpectedly realized the wonderful method of integrating the power of runes with spiritual power. This discovery greatly increased her strength. Not only did she become more adept at controlling her spiritual power, but she could also use the power of runes to lay a simple defensive formation.
At the same time, Chu Mochen also ushered in the critical moment of breakthrough. His Nascent Soul glowed brightly, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered like a whirlpool. A low roar came from his body, and the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm was broken. A powerful aura emanated from him, and the runes in the secret room flickered slightly, as if celebrating for him.
The two smiled at each other. Although they did not speak, the joy and tacit understanding in their eyes were fully revealed. They knew that after this retreat, not only their personal strength was improved, but more importantly, they found a new direction for the development of the sect. After they came out of retreat, they would definitely bring a new atmosphere to the sect and protect this pure land of cultivation that they all loved.
A few days later, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen opened their eyes at the same time, their eyes sparkling with brilliance, their auras steady and powerful. They stood up, walked out of the secret room, and looked at the new sect outside, their hearts full of emotion.
At this time, the sect, with the joint efforts of the elders and disciples, has gradually recovered its vitality. In the martial arts arena, the disciples are conducting teamwork training in full swing, and the shouts and the sounds of magic weapons colliding are intertwined, playing the music of striving forward; in the magic weapon pavilion, the light is flashing, and the weapon refiners are busy, and new magic weapons are gradually taking shape; in the martial arts research hall, heated discussions are heard from time to time, and the smart disciples express their opinions and contribute their wisdom to the improvement of martial arts.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen came to the martial arts arena and were delighted to see the energetic disciples. They joined the training, personally demonstrated teamwork skills, and imparted combat experience. Seeing their senior brothers and sisters doing it themselves, the disciples were even more enthusiastic, and the training effect was significantly improved.
Afterwards, the two went to the Elders' Pavilion and told the elders about their gains and insights during the retreat. After hearing this, the elders were overjoyed and praised them repeatedly.
“Yun Yao, Chen Er, you have gained a lot from this retreat, which is a blessing for our sect. With the two of you taking the lead, the revival of our sect is just around the corner.” The Great Elder smiled from ear to ear, his eyes full of longing for the future.
Yun Yao bowed slightly and said modestly: "Thank you for your praise, Elder. This is the result of our joint efforts. Next, we still need to steadily advance the affairs of the sect according to the plan. Chu Mochen and I are willing to sacrifice our lives for the development of the sect and live up to everyone's expectations."
In the following days, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen devoted themselves to the construction of the sect. They led their disciples to go out for training, explore cultivation resources, establish friendly exchanges with other sects, and exchange their skills. They held various competitions within the sect to stimulate the competition among disciples and discover outstanding talents. They also personally participated in the refining of magic weapons and the improvement of skills. With their outstanding knowledge and strength, they made the sect more powerful.
As time went by, the sect not only returned to its pre-war prosperity, but also became famous in the world of cultivation. The names of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen became legends among countless cultivators, and their stories inspired generations of cultivators. And they also knew that all this was just the beginning. On this magnificent road of cultivation, there are more challenges and opportunities waiting for them. Only by not forgetting their original intentions and moving forward can they protect this hard-won world.