() The life of the outer disciples is very ordinary, there is nothing surprising. In the world of cultivators, the cultivation level of the acquired realm is equivalent to that of a mortal, and is not a real cultivator. Whether it is adventure or treasure hunting Anyway, those are matters for the inner disciples of each sect and above, and have nothing to do with a disciple of Wang Qian’s status.
As time passed, Wang Qian was immersed in the world of cultivation. Every breakthrough was a kind of joy and enlightenment.
After practicing the Nine-turn Body Refining Technique to the first stage of Yijin, Wang Qian no longer stayed in Qingyun Mountain every day, but began to go out for walks.
Tianyuan Continent is very large and has a countless population. Just the three empires controlled by the Qingyun Sect have a population of several billion, including countless merchants and wealthy people.
In order to increase his knowledge, Wang Qian traveled almost all over the mountains and rivers. Most of the time, he walked as a mortal, observing all the phenomena in the world, traveling on thousands of dangerous routes, looking at the warmth and coldness of people, and using human ways to deduce the way of heaven. , grasping a trace of the movement of heaven from the complicated world of mortals. In this way, his spiritual consciousness has greatly increased, and his soul realm has continued to grow. The increase was so fast that even he was shocked.
"It seems that the avenue is boundless, omnipresent, vast and indescribable."
Wang Qian stood on the land of Zhao Wu Empire, looked up at the sky, and slowly sighed. He was now wearing a green shirt, tall and thin, but judging from the exposed skin on his body, he was pregnant with this layer of misty precious light, full of light. With the power to dominate the world, sometimes the aura of a talented person, sometimes the aura of a heroic overlord was perfectly integrated in him, which further showed his excellence, and the bustling crowd unconsciously opened a path for him.
Wang Qian continued to use his own wisdom to deduce his own cultivation method, but he felt confused and confused. He even felt that the way of heaven was lofty and lofty. However, in front of the eternal way of heaven and earth, he was just a weak ant, unable to make waves. .
"Yuantong Dinghui, body and energy dual cultivation, my current soul realm has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and I can break through to the realm of the late stage of foundation building at any time. This is the cultivation of the body, and the nine-turn body refining technique, splitting the sky The various fighting techniques in the Halberd Technique are not yet fully integrated. Dao Xing is available, but one must also have the strength to subjugate demons and protect Dao Xing. Furthermore, the Nine-turn Body Refining Technique can only be of great significance in battle. To achieve a breakthrough, practicing hard will not have much effect."
Wang Qian is very clear about his cultivation path and is no longer confused at the beginning.
At this time, the Zhao Wu Empire and the Xue Ye Empire were at war, so he simply joined the army directly, starting as a small soldier.
In today's Tianyuan Continent, there are many kingdoms, which seem to be complicated. However, according to Wang Qian's understanding over the past few days, the situation is very clear. Behind almost every mortal kingdom, there is more or less the shadow of a cultivation sect. In fact, this is also easy to understand. Cultivation does not mean severing love, nor does it mean not eating the fireworks of the world. On the contrary, every cultivation sect needs massive resources, spiritual stones, magic weapons, magical materials, population, etc. if it wants to develop and grow. It is unimaginable by ordinary mortals. For example, if a sect wants to inherit it for a long time and its orthodoxy is not destroyed, it needs generations of genius disciples who can support the strength of the entire sect. And where do these genius disciples come from? That is from the mortal kingdom. In the past, a sect controlled more and more territory and had a larger population, and the more talented people with great potential there were. On the contrary, if a cultivation sect had no influence in the mortal world, it would only be in decline in the end, and its orthodoxy would be lost. No one inherited it, and it slowly disappeared into the long river of history.
Throughout the ages, countless Taoist sects have died out due to lack of successors. This was also the case when Emperor Tianyuan unified the world and was jointly attacked by the angry cultivation sects. Soon the huge Wang Chao disappeared, and even he was robbed, and his body was finally Wang Qian got it.
The Zhaowu Empire is a mortal kingdom controlled by the Qingyun Sect. It has a vast area and a population of hundreds of millions. How many outstanding disciples should be found among them? Think about it, what is the concept of selecting from hundreds of millions of people?
As for the Xueye Empire, standing behind it was the Luo Xing Sect, which was similar in power to the Qingyun Sect. Both sides belonged to the Immortal Path. Although no war broke out, the competition for various resources was going on all the time. Therefore, the Zhao Wu Empire and the Xue Ye Empire The war in the Night Empire has almost become a routine, and a war will break out every ten years or so.
When the war broke out, Wang Qian coincided with it. Because he wanted to hone his cultivation, he joined the army of the Zhao Wu Empire and headed for the border.
Wang Qian joined the army of the Mortal Kingdom and experienced the war this time in order to hone his fighting skills. Therefore, from the beginning, he regarded himself as a martial arts tycoon in the acquired realm, rather than a corpse soldier who had reached the realm of cultivation. A practitioner of the corpse path, a zombie.
Also from this day on, a murderous god-like figure appeared in Qingxue Pass.
His body is extremely tough, invulnerable to swords, spears, and halberds, and he is as powerful as the unparalleled demon god. As long as he is on the battlefield, he will push all the way, regardless, holding a large dark iron halberd, and wherever the halberd passes, The heads are rolling and the blood is flowing like a river.
"General, it's bad, the god of murder is here!"
A soldier in iron armor rushed into a large felt tent with a pale and frightened face, and knelt down to report to a mighty middle-aged man.
This is the military tent of the Snow Night Empire, with hundreds of thousands of troops gathered, mountains of food and grass, and countless heads. It is densely packed with people, but it is as quiet as a dark night forest, reflecting the strict discipline and elite soldiers of the Snow Night Emperor's army. .
However, the current commander of this army, Qin Mu, had a sad expression on his face. After hearing the report from the soldiers, his expression changed again and again.
He snorted coldly and walked out of the military tent. Someone had already brought a majestic war horse. It was as red as charcoal, and the red scales were faintly visible below the horse's belly. This was the most precious war horse in the Snow Night Empire, the Red Scale Horse. According to legend, this horse Possessing the bloodline of the ferocious red-scaled beast, he can travel thousands of miles and come and go like the wind.
Riding on the red-scaled horse, Qin Mu arrived at the front line of the army in just a few breaths. In the distance stood a majestic pass, like an immortal giant that could not be broken no matter how violent the storm surged.
With his eyes focused, he had already seen a blood-red sword surging towards the place where the two armies were clashing.
At this time, it was already the second month that Wang Gan had joined Emperor Zhao Wu's army. In the past two months, he had galloped on the battlefield and killed countless people. I don't know how many soldiers of the Snow Night Empire died in his executions. Under the divine halberd.
Today, the two armies were fighting, and he went out to fight again. In less than half an hour, the God-Slaying Halberd in his hand was already blood red, with sticky blood flowing continuously on the blade. Indistinctly, traces of evil energy were absorbed by the halberd. This further adds to the power of the magic weapon in his hand.
Completely treating himself as a mortal soldier, Wang Gan held the divine halberd and slashed with long strides. Black rays of light surrounded him. All enemy soldiers who came close to him, no matter how strong the armor they wore, were instantly strangled. Into a blood mist.
"Ah! Devil!"
A soldier from the Snowy Night Empire watched his comrades fall one by one with his face as pale as snow and his eyes filled with fear. He howled loudly and ran to the rear. Unfortunately, he couldn't escape. Wang Qian snorted coldly. With a sound, the halberd was swung, and the cold light of the blade penetrated the void. In an instant, it passed through his throat, and a bright line of blood rose into the sky. When his head fell to the ground, there was another innocent soul.
What Qin Mu saw was Wang Gan slashing and killing in the formation of the two armies. Like a peerless magic weapon, he rushed into the sea of people and penetrated fiercely, splashing a series of rivers of blood.
"This man is really ferocious, just like a terrifying ferocious beast! He is not like a mortal, no matter how powerful a general is, he is no match for him!"
Qin Mu was shocked. He saw with his own eyes that dozens of sharp spears were inserted directly into Wang Gan's body, but they had no effect at all. A vague green aura flickered, and all the cold iron spears The spears were shaken into powder, and naturally all the soldiers were killed.
Although Wang Qian killed ferociously, his mind was as clear as water, without any disturbance. The trajectory of the halberd in his hand became more and more mysterious, and there was an indescribable charm in it.
As for Qin Mu's observation from a distance, he naturally knew nothing about it. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't pay attention to it, because he is not an opponent on the same level at all. Think about a mortal general, compared with this fierce zombie like him. I'm afraid it's not even an ant.
At the edge of the battlefield, as time passed, Qin Mu's face became darker and gloomier, because the god of death was so terrifying. The area within a hundred meters around him was almost blank. No one could stand in that bloody battlefield. Survive under the halberd.
"We can't go on like this. Someone, go and ask Mr. Xingyun to come!"
As soon as the order was given, there was already a messenger running beside him.
Wang Qian's mind was calm, and he swung the big halberd in his hand, but he didn't know how many people were killed. Suddenly, he felt a cold murderous aura coming from a distance.
A young man dressed in white walked from the edge of the battlefield. He had handsome features and an ethereal temperament, as if he was a proud man of heaven. On the road he walked, the boiling blood of the soldiers fighting on both sides calmed down, and they involuntarily dodged to the side. On one side, I seemed to see a scourge.
This man is Mr. Xingyun as Qin Mu calls him, an inner disciple of Luo Xing Sect. This time he went down the mountain for training and happened to come to the Snow Night Empire. As soon as the Qingxueguan war started, he was treated as an honored guest by Qin Mu. , He was originally not interested in these mortal wars, but after being told by Qin Mu's soldiers just now that there was a figure who looked like a murderer, killing people on the battlefield, he became a little interested and came out to take a look.
Wang Qian's fierce killing scene was caught in his eyes.
"Huh? Among mortals, he can be considered a master, but in the eyes of this young master, he is just a bigger ant. That's all. This Qin Mu is quite sensible. Besides, behind the Snow Night Empire is my Luo Xing Sect. It's not beautiful after all for people to kill like this, so I still took care of him."
With a faint glance, Mr. Xingyun sentenced Wang Qian to death. Also, as a late-stage innate cultivator, Wang Qian was just a mortal in his eyes. Killing him casually was not a big deal. things.
The late Xiantian cultivator was the absolute king in this battlefield. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Wang Qian.