Liang Yan returned to his cave and sat cross-legged on a futon with a gloomy expression on his face.
He really didn't expect that in just two and a half years, when he had just come out of seclusion, the situation in Wushuang Domain had already changed so much.
Unless he immediately leaves the Wushuang Realm and flies far away, as a member of the Bihai Palace, he cannot survive this turmoil alone.
Liang Yan finally joined Wushuang City, but he didn't want to leave now, not to mention that there was Yemu Bai secretly there. With his acting style, he probably wouldn't let him leave.
Thinking of Nogi Bai, Liang Yan had another headache.
This person is too powerful and has mastered many of his own secrets. With his current magical power, he would never dare to fall out with him.
It is even more impossible to expose the high-level officials of Wushuang City, because his background is not clean, and there is a devil hidden in his body. If Nokibai comes to the rescue and exposes his old background, wouldn't it mean that he will perish together?
Moreover, during the two years that Liang Yan was in retreat, the four acupuncture points that Yemubai had predicted, namely Tiantu, Shenque, Juque, and Guanyuan, had actually declined one after another, which made him believe Yemubai's words even more.
point.
If he still can't find a way to rescue him, he is afraid that he will really become a walking zombie.
After much thought, Liang Yan took out the mysterious flying eagle wooden plaque from the storage ring.
He transmitted the news he got from Bihai Palace and the tasks each of the eight Tongxuan Zhenjuns received into the wooden tablets through his spiritual thoughts.
The first time he conveyed news to Nomubai, Liang Yan did not hide anything. He also wanted to see what this person's purpose was.
After waiting for a moment, there was a sudden flash of light on the wooden sign, and a divine thought came back.
Liang Yan hurriedly put his spiritual consciousness into it and found that what Nomubai sent was not the next step of instructions, but a secret formula.
In addition to the formula, there is also a prescription, which mostly contains some precious natural materials and earthly treasures.
There is a sentence at the bottom of the prescription: "Exerting Qi according to the law once a month and taking the medicine three times can delay the onset of the 'Dry Bone Shura Seal'. As for the complete cure, we will provide it in three years."
Seeing this qi-moving formula and prescription, Liang Yan's expression did not change at all. He checked the formula carefully before thinking secretly in his heart:
"There doesn't seem to be any problem with this magic formula. As for the prescription, let's put it away for now. After this mission is completed, we can go to Wushuang City to find someone to help."
After Liang Yan wrote down the formula and prescription, he raised his hand and typed out a formula. The brilliance on the flying eagle wooden tablet flashed, all spiritual thoughts disappeared, and finally turned into an ordinary wooden tablet.
He put the wooden sign into the storage ring, sat cross-legged in his secret room, and practiced silently.
Early the next morning, Liang Yan left his cave and rushed to the agreed place with Ji Lai and Li Xiran. Song Ru, Buwen Jushi and Fang Liren were already waiting here.
When Song Ru saw that everyone had arrived, she nodded and said calmly: "The Great Xia Kingdom we are going to this time is a secular country in the Wushuang Domain. Their royal bloodline has been recognized by our Wushuang City, and they have been recognized for all these years.
I am responsible for the mining of the spirit stone veins within the territory, and there have never been any mistakes before. However, in the past year, I have stopped mining the veins, and I have not explained the reasons to Wushuang City."
When Liang Yan heard this, he understood in his heart.
The secular world of Antarctic Fairy Continent is very different from that of Nanchui. Cultivation and seeking the Tao is not a secret here. Even in some remote rural villages, it is a matter known to everyone.
Mortals are proud to be able to join the cultivation sect. If their children can embark on the path of immortality, it will be a great event for the ancestors.
There are also monks in temples, but most of them are monks with low qualifications and no hope of seeking immortality. They choose to find an official position in secular temples and enjoy the glory and wealth of mortals. This life is not in vain.
A whole body of cultivation.
If the royal family of Daxia Kingdom can be recognized by Wushuang City, they must be a cultivating family. As for the generals who command the three armies, they must also be cultivators.
"Daxia Kingdom should not stop submitting confessions for no reason. The only reason is that it is coerced by other forces. Judging from the current situation, the nine sects are the most suspicious, but we don't know that there are people nearby Daxia Kingdom.
What kinds of cultivation sects are there?" Liang Yan said thoughtfully.
After hearing this, Song Ru thought for a while and said: "There are no large-scale cultivation sects within ten thousand miles of Daxia Kingdom; as for the three sects of Guiyi Sect, Chixiao Academy and Longya Sect, which are thousands of miles away,
The door is relatively close.”
"Three major sects? This is a bit troublesome to investigate." Liang Yan pondered for a while, then asked: "Who was responsible for mining the spirit stone veins in Daxia in the past?"
"It's Iron Lion General Wang Shuluo!"
"Okay! Let's start with him first. We might as well go to the military camp for a walk. This person must know something." Liang Yan suggested.
No one had any objections to this proposal. Song Ru led the team and they all left Wushuang City and flew straight to the territory of Daxia Kingdom.
The Kingdom of Daxia has a vast land and outstanding people. It has been more than three thousand years since the founding of the country.
It is said that the founding emperor of the country, whose surname was Zhou, was once a wandering alchemist. Later, when he passed by this place, he found that the kings were divided, wars were raging, and the people were in dire straits.
He didn't want the war to continue to rage, so he formed a rebel army here, recruited troops and horses, and competed in the Central Plains. Finally, he wiped out the kings one after another, unified the whole territory, and changed the country's name to: Xia.
The founding emperor put all his energy into governing the country, so much so that he delayed his own spiritual practice. In the end, he was unable to break through his own bottleneck, and finally passed away in the royal palace.
The descendants of his royal family were all wise monarchs. They inherited the legacy of the founding emperor and governed Daxia in an orderly manner. They were deeply loved by the people. This is why Wushuang City recognized the imperial bloodline of the Zhou family.
On this day, within the territory of the Great Xia Kingdom, in a stern military camp, a white-haired general who was over fifty years old and wearing armor was sitting in his tent.
He was holding a secret letter that had just been opened in his hand, his face was gloomy, and his brows were almost locked together.
Looking at him like this, he looked like he was extremely angry, but he was trying his best to restrain himself.
After a long while, he suddenly heard a "pop!" sound. The old general couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the secret letter on the table, smashing the bronze table in front of him to pieces.
"Hey, General, calm down, General, calm down!"
Behind him, a man who looked like a scribe had a nervous face and looked outside the tent from time to time, as if he was worried that someone would break in at this moment.
"These thieves are going too far! If they hadn't used such insidious methods, I would have been shattered to pieces, but I would have fought them to the death of both sides!" The old general's chest rose and fell violently, and he was obviously very angry.
After observing for a while and making sure that there was no movement outside the military tent, the scribe wiped his cold sweat and still advised with some worry: "General, be careful, you are not unaware of the current situation. Be careful that walls have ears."
"Hmph, I'm afraid of him! If you can, chop off my head on my neck. I'll be considered as sacrificing my life for the country."
The old general was furious. In the middle of his words, he wanted to get angry again, but he heard a voice from outside the tent:
"Report!"
I saw a messenger rushing in from outside the tent, with a very panicked look on his face, as if he had encountered something terrible.
Seeing his appearance, the old general couldn't help but his face darkened, and he shouted sternly: "Why are you panicking? Have you forgotten how I usually teach you? With your useless look, how can you have the slightest bit of the majesty of my Iron Lion Army?"
After hearing this, the soldier's face turned slightly red, and then he actually forced himself to calm down.
Seeing this, the old general nodded slightly and asked: "Tell me, why were you so panicked just now?"
"Report to the general, someone broke into the military camp without permission!"
"Oh, how many troops are here?" the old general asked with a surprised look on his face.
The messenger hesitated for a moment, and finally answered truthfully: "Two people are here!"
"What?!" the old general yelled angrily: "I thought there were thousands of troops, but I didn't expect that only two people came. Did it make you so panicked?"
"But. But these two people are so powerful. They killed fourteen commanders along the way, and now they have reached the outside of the main camp!" the messenger said in one breath.
Hearing this, the old general's eyes twitched slightly, and he was obviously shocked.
However, he has been on the battlefield for a long time and naturally knows the principle of staying calm in times of crisis. Especially at this moment, he will never let his subordinates see the shock in his heart.
"Bring me my bright silver hammer with plum blossoms. I want to see who it is!" the old general shouted in a deep voice.
"yes!"
Several soldiers serving in the military tent were about to leave to get their weapons, but suddenly they heard someone laughing loudly: "They say that General Wang is loyal and loyal, and when I see him today, he is indeed well-deserved!"
The sound was so powerful that it vibrated in all directions, and even the weapon racks in the tent were buzzing.
When the old general saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly, knowing that there was an expert coming from outside. He was definitely not a third-rate cultivator in the world, but a true monk with great supernatural powers and great methods.
Although he was shocked, he could not show his timidity in front of all his subordinates. This was the military prowess he had developed over many years of fighting on the battlefield.
The old general stood up almost subconsciously, took the two gilded hammers from the weapon rack and walked towards the door. As he walked, he shouted: "Who is this? Why are you breaking into our camp? Do you think I am
Are Wang Shuluo’s two hammers child’s play?”
By the time he finished speaking, he had already left the military tent. When he took a closer look, he saw two people walking side by side not far away.
One of them was wearing purple robes and was tall and tall; the other was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and had three long knives on his waist.
"Hahaha, don't dare! Iron Lion General Wang Shuluo has devoted his life to his duties and has strict military discipline. We sincerely admire him, so how can he be your enemy?"
As the purple-robed monk spoke, he winked at the monk wearing a bamboo hat next to him. The latter immediately understood and took out a linen bag from the bamboo hat behind him and threw it into the air.
The linen bag landed impartially on the open space in front of Wang Shuluo, and then Gululu rolled out more than a dozen heads from it!
Wang Shuluo refused to look at him, but when he took a closer look, he found that they were all his favorite generals. He was so angry that his eyes were about to burst. He ignored the opponent's cultivation level and roared: "Traitor! You've gone too far! Eat first!"
I’ll tell you later!”
He is a physical cultivator in the Juyuan Realm. He is all over the battlefield. He has killed countless monks of the same level. He has a pair of bright silver hammers with plum blossoms in his hands that make him enchanted.
Although this hammer attack seemed to be done with hatred, it actually had hidden secrets and various changes. He only waited for the purple-clothed monk to block, and then he took the opportunity to change his posture and use the next killing move.
Unexpectedly, the purple-robed monk did not dodge at all, and his feet did not move. He only raised his hand and tapped lightly in front of him.
boom!
A circle of purple waves spread out and turned into an invisible hand, gently holding Wang Shuluo's two hammers so that he could no longer hit them.
Wang Shuluo's expression changed drastically. Although this big purple hand looked ordinary, it had dissolved the power he had cultivated for many years into nothingness, and all the back-up moves he had thought of before were useless at this time.
Only now did he realize that the gap between himself and the other party was as big as clouds and mud.
"It turns out that there is such a powerful monk among those thieves. It seems that my national spirit in Daxia has really been exhausted. Anyway, whatever!"
Wang Shuluo sighed deeply in his heart, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He threw away the hammers in his hands, raised a pair of iron fists, and wanted to fight the person in front of him to the death.
However, he was just halfway through swinging his fist when he heard the other party suddenly laugh and say: "Old General Wang is too impatient and won't listen to our explanation. Please know that we are here specifically to help you."
"Help me?"
Wang Shuluo sneered, glanced at the heads rolling around on the ground, and said angrily: "Is this how you come to help me? Kill thirteen of my brothers?"
"Old General Wang doesn't know that these commanders who were killed were actually the work of your army. Your Iron Lion Army has already been infiltrated by others." The man in purple robe said and took out another weapon from his sleeve.
He took the token and threw it to Wang Shuluo.
"Look what this is?"
Wang Shuluo reached out to take the token, glanced at it, and shouted: "This is. This is the Wei Guojun talisman!"
The lands of the Great Wei Kingdom and the Great Xia Kingdom were bordering each other, and there were frequent fights between them. Wang Shuluo's mind turned quickly and he reacted almost immediately. Then he said, "Your Majesty, the mastermind behind this matter is the Great Wei Kingdom."
?”
He did not explain what was going on, but he still wanted to test the other party. Unexpectedly, the man in purple robe laughed and said: "How can a mere Wei country have such courage? This is someone who wants to control you Daxia.
But they are afraid of being accused of interfering with secular political power, so they just pretend to be others, but in fact it is just a trick to deceive others."
While he was speaking, he looked into the distance and muttered to himself: "Counting the time, others should be here too."
