Chen Tan, the head of the Chen family, is a very warm and hospitable man. He has a loud voice, a tall and burly figure, and a very thick and thick beard on his chin.
Knowing that Ming Zhiyuan came to his home state, the first reaction of the Chen family leader was to be ecstatic. At such a time, an alchemist came to the family, which could save the lives of countless family warriors.
From this point of view, it was right for his son, Emperor Wu, to choose to join the Alchemist Sect.
Otherwise, with so many martial arts families on the border, why would the Alchemist Sect choose to come to us first?
His idea changed when he met with Ming Zhiyuan and sent a servant of the Chen family to follow Ming Zhiyuan to report the news.
The servants said that Master Zhiyuan drove them far away and went hand in hand with General Baihua to visit Chen's back garden.
Chen Tan touched the thick beard on his chin, thought for a moment, and felt that in addition to General Baihua being the partner of Zhiyuan Alchemist, his son who had joined the Alchemist Sect still played a certain role.
Ming Zhiyuan and Baihua were walking and talking in the huge back garden of the Chen family's mansion.
"So, you asked the Yu family to send out a caravan, pretending to be carrying goods, and deliberately traveling between oases. And when the caravan was robbed by warriors from Qingji Continent, you let their warriors be captured by the martial arts family from Jiuyan Continent.
Stay, there is news that you will be escorted to Zhongzhou?"
"um, yes."
"Then, you will let Martial Lord and high-level warriors ride on magic beasts to follow the escort team and wait for the warriors from Qingji Continent to rob the prison car?"
"Yes, but we still haven't been able to catch them all. According to the confession of the Qingji Martial Emperor, there are still several Martial Emperors outside. Maybe they didn't get the news, so they didn't come to gather to rob the prison car."
"Martial Emperor? A few Martial Emperors shouldn't be able to cause much trouble. After all, the martial arts families in Jiuyan Continent with more resources basically have Martial Lords, and small families with few resources have at least two or three Martial Emperors."
"That's what I say, but I'm still afraid that they will kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"No, there are only a few Martial Emperors. Ordinary civilians are not worthy of plundering the caravans. The caravans in Jiuyan Continent are also escorted by Martial Emperors. You have captured so many Qingji warriors at once. They should be dormant.
stand up."
"It's even worse to be dormant. I've asked the head of the Sanji family to issue a summons order and ask all the martial arts families in the Jiuyan Continent to escort resources to the Qingji border. Then we may be able to lure them out."
"Well, that's fine. The warriors have gathered at the border. They want to find a way to clean up the Qingji warriors in the Jiuyan Continent."
"Yes."
The two chatted for a while and walked in silence for a long time. Baihua walked to a covered bridge and turned around to look at Ming Zhiyuan.
"Do you miss me?"
Ming Zhiyuan looked at her with a shy face and a faint blush on her cheeks. Under the warm yellow sunset light, he felt that she was incredibly beautiful.
His heart moved, and he held her in his arms with both hands, "Of course I miss you, otherwise why would I come straight here? Just to see you as soon as possible."
Baihua was held in his arms and felt extremely nervous for a moment. She felt her heart beating so hard that it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.
Ming Zhiyuan felt the delicate body in his arms trembling slightly. When he looked down, he saw Baihua's face was as red as if her whole face was smeared with rouge.
"What's wrong? You don't like me hugging you?"
"No, I...I like it."
Baihua lowered her head and leaned on Ming Zhiyuan's chest. Her voice was as low as a mosquito. She was afraid that Ming Zhiyuan would misunderstand her, so she finally mustered up the courage to open her hands and hug Ming Zhiyuan's waist, and whispered softly: "I dreamed
Do you know that you have been through such a situation?"
"Have you ever dreamed of us hugging each other like this?"
"Um."
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly felt extremely warm in his heart. This woman had missed him so much...
The two hugged each other for a while, then walked to the pavilion and sat down.
"Next, do you want to visit other garrison cities?"
"Yes, we also need to send some healing elixirs. Jiuyan Continent is not as good as Tianyuan Continent. I can't let my uncle and fellow apprentices risk staying on the defense line. I can only send elixirs regularly. Fortunately, we have flying monsters.
It’s not too much trouble.”
"Are you going to distribute the flying monsters to the martial arts families?"
"It doesn't count as being allocated to the martial arts family, it's just that all the warriors of the Martial Master Realm are allocated a Warcraft. Once the warriors from the Qingji Continent get through the mountain pulse and come over, the Warcraft and the Martial Master Realm warriors will cooperate, and the strength of both parties will be stronger.
.”
"Yes, we have a lot of Warcraft here, including flying Warcraft. There are no Warcraft in Qingji Continent. We can catch them off guard when the time comes."
"Well, I'll come back after I finish arranging things, and we'll be together."
"You are also an alchemist, so don't take risks on the border."
"No, I'm with you, pretty boy and the others, there won't be any danger."
Baihua raised her head and looked at Ming Zhiyuan's face seriously, "You stay here because of me."
"No, it's not just for you. In fact, I have wanted to have a real fight for a long time. My martial arts progress is too slow. I heard the old master said that the more life and death the battle, the more I can understand between life and death.
Martial arts."
"A battle of life and death? You can't, it's too dangerous."
Baihua suddenly took Ming Zhiyuan's hand and said anxiously: "If you want to stay here, the most you can do is defend the city, whether it's refining elixirs or treating injuries, and you can never go with the warriors.
rush ahead."
Ming Zhiyuan took her other hand, touched the back of her hand, and kissed her gently on the forehead. Seeing Baihua's face suddenly turn red, he felt in his heart that there was such a woman who was worried about him and would not allow him to do dangerous things.
It's really great.
After a long time, he held Baihua in his arms again, "You know, I want to prove the Tao. I want to go to the Immortal Heaven and resurrect my family. I can't just stay behind for safety and ease. That will destroy my martial arts skills."
, there will be no progress in alchemy, martial arts cultivates the body, and alchemy cultivates the mind. If I am afraid of everything, then I will not be able to cultivate anything."
"But......"
Ming Zhiyuan hugged Baihua tightly, stopped her words, and said, "I have pretty boys and Yeping, so the danger will be much smaller. Don't worry about me."
Baihua looked up at Ming Zhiyuan and saw the firm look on his face, knowing that she could not persuade him or delay his cultivation.
"Well, then you must be careful and observe your surroundings. If anything goes wrong, evacuate immediately."
"Don't worry, I understand."
Finally, Baihua sighed softly in her heart and said: "I know you will be careful, you will be fine, I know it."
Ming Zhiyuan hugged Baihua tighter, and Baihua held Ming Zhiyuan's waist with both hands. The two stopped talking and stood like this in the garden for a long time.
...
In the hinterland of Qingji Continent, on a vast expanse of land, there is a large city covering an extremely large area. In the city, a majestic palace is built relying on a large mountain.
The emperor of the Qingji Empire, Qingyang Mengyan, lived in this forbidding palace. He rarely left the palace and rarely visited his empire. He just focused on cultivation.
Not only is he the supreme ruler of this continent, he is also the martial artist with the highest known martial arts strength on the Qingji Continent.
It's just that he has reached the peak level of Martial Lord many years ago, but has never been able to prove it. Until now, what is his strength? It has become a legend in Qingji Continent.
Some people say that it is not that he cannot attain enlightenment, but that he is reluctant to leave his territory, his people, and the world that raised him.
Some people also say that this world is no longer capable of allowing people to attain enlightenment. Qingji Continent had dug out all the spiritual stone veins a few years ago, and the world's spiritual energy has been exhausted. It is no longer possible to open the world's barriers to allow those who attain enlightenment to leave.
No matter which theory is used, it can prove one thing: Emperor Qingji is the only warrior in the Qingji continent who has the ability to prove the Tao.
In the Qingji Palace, in a side hall, there were only three or four people sitting on both sides of a huge long table. At the other end of the long table, a handsome-looking man with an elegant temperament, wearing a snow-white robe, sat somewhat casually.
On a high-backed gold chair.
"Master Qinglan Palace has been promoted to the peak of Martial Master ten years ago. There is no doubt about this."
These are the words of an old man with white hair sitting on the right.
Opposite him was a woman wearing a goose-yellow pine-collared dress. This woman looked very charming, with round and big eyes, slightly raised eyebrows, a straight nose, and a small cherry mouth, showing both sides of her face when she smiled.
There are two faint dimples on the cheeks.
She smiled slightly, looking straight at the white-haired old man with her big eyes, her voice was soft and soft, with an indescribable temptation.
"Ten years ago? Did Wuzun Mou Kui know about it ten years ago?"
When the white-haired old man heard the woman's question, he didn't look at her and said with some disdain: "If I had known ten years ago that Master Qinglan was already at the peak level of Martial Lord, I would have waited until now to ask the Emperor
sure?"
"Oh, when did Mou Kui Wuzun know about it?" the woman continued to ask with a smile.
"This matter has been rumored for a while. After the Qingji Mountain Range began to collapse, all the palace masters rushed to the Qingji border. In order to test the Qinglan Palace Master, Master Li Ku and I took turns pretending to have a discussion with him."
Having said this, the old man paused for a moment, looked at the man in white robes at the other end of the table, with a somewhat anxious look in his eyes, and continued: "Although Palace Master Qinglan deliberately suppressed his own realm when he was competing with us.
But in the battle between the peak Martial Master and the intermediate Martial Master, the feeling of oppression due to strength cannot be felt even if one is suppressing the realm.
So after Li Kuzhu and I fought against him, we relied on the sense of oppression he brought to us.
Also during the fight, Palace Master Qinglan suppressed his speed and strength to the point where he could send and receive at will.
We feel that it has been at least ten years since Master Qinglan entered the peak realm of Martial Lord, otherwise he would not be able to control his own aura and power at will and reach such a precise level."
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, everyone sitting at the long table stopped talking, and even the charming woman shut her mouth.
Only the man in white robe was playing with a green and clear jade ball in his hand. After seeing that everyone was silent, he casually rolled the jade ball in his hand on the table.
Amidst the rolling sound of the jade ball, he said in a cold voice: "Even if it has been ten years since he reached the peak of martial arts, he has not reported the warrior realm report every year in these years. This is because there is something else.
Ideas.”
The white-haired old man named Mou Kui nodded and said, "What the Qing Emperor said is absolutely true. If he has no other ideas, why doesn't he report to the realm?"
Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man with dark skin, a pair of copper-bell-sized eyes looking at the Qing Emperor without blinking, and his knotted muscles bulging faintly in his clothes. Sitting on the chair, he looked like a crouching tiger.
Sitting there, when he heard both Qing Emperor and Mou Kui say this, anger suddenly appeared on their faces.
"This guy is so sneaky, why don't we go and surround him and kill him."
"At the peak level of Martial Lord, it might be a little difficult for us to surround and kill him."
The charming woman said slowly, then looked at the strong man with a smile and said: "I heard that the Lou Qian Wuzun family has two brothers who have also entered the Wuzun realm recently. Why don't you call your two brothers?"
Brothers, together with Mou Kui Wuzun and I, we should be able to surround and kill him when he is not prepared."
The strong man Wu Zunlouqian seemed to look down on this charming woman. He spat and said: "Bah, Han Qing'er, just kill people. Don't try to trick my brother."
"Pfft." Han Qing'er couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then said slowly: "Wu Zun Lou Qian, where are you thinking? I don't want the Lou family to contribute to the Qing Emperor. I also want the Lou family to contribute to the Qing Emperor."
The Lou family has made great contributions to Emperor Qing."
Lou Qian opened his eyes wide, stared at Han Qing'er, sighed again, and muttered, but didn't know what he was talking about?
Han Qing'er took the jade ball rolling from the table, held it in her hand, looked straight, and said to the handsome man in white robe: "Qing Emperor, please send two more Martial Lords, let us go to Qinglan Mansion."
The Lord should kill him, otherwise, I'm worried that when you preach, he will..."
The white-haired Mou Kui Wuzun also said: "Yes, the Qingji Mountains are about to be opened up. The master of the Qinglan Palace does not report his realm. He probably wants to take the opportunity to kill and prove his way and seize the opportunity of the Qing Emperor. He cannot be left here anymore."
Already."
Qingdi tapped his five fingers on the table and said calmly: "I know what his plan is. Do you think that he didn't report his realm to Arms Library and just wanted to seize the opportunity to achieve enlightenment? Haha...
You are still thinking too simply, he is not just trying to seize the opportunity, he wants to use me as the final blow."
As soon as Qingdi said these words, the other three people suddenly looked solemn. Lou Qian was the first to hold back and said angrily: "Qingyang Lan, how dare you be such a thief? We will kill him immediately."
Qingdi shook his head slightly, "No need. Since he has such thoughts, he must be on guard against us. The last blow? Haha, I don't know who is the last blow?"
Mou Kui glanced at Lou Qian and Han Qing'er, "Qing Emperor means to keep him. When the time comes, we will make preparations and let Master Qinglan help Qing Emperor achieve enlightenment."
Lou Qian was furious when he heard this. He suddenly stood up, glared at Mou Kui, and shouted loudly: "Let that Qingyang Lan help Qing Emperor prove the Tao? Mou Kui, have you drank too much? It's ruined your brain."
broken?"
Qingdi waved his hand to Lou Qian, motioning for him to sit down and shut up, and said: "Keep him here and give him a chance. Whoever can help whom to attain enlightenment will have the opportunity."
Lou Qian sat down reluctantly, turning his head to look at Mou Kui and then at Han Qing'er.
Han Qing'er ignored him at this time, just frowning and thinking about what?
...
Qingji Continent, on the border of Qingji, there are still rows of large tents, and densely packed crowds of tens or millions of people are still working hard to dig and open caves.
Less than five miles away from the largest tent in the middle, there is a black tent that is slightly smaller than that tent. Although this black tent is not as big as the big blue tent, it is not much smaller.
On the edge of the tent, there is a tall flag. The flag is fluttering, and a golden sword is embroidered on both sides. This is the emblem of Qinglan Palace. The golden sword is the emblem of Qinglan Palace and has been handed down for countless generations.
Sword.
It is said that this precious sword comes from the other side of Lingding Ocean. It is a precious weapon that can cut iron as well as clay. It has been handed down in Qinglan Mansion for nearly ten thousand years.
But except for the martial masters in Qinglan Mansion, no one else has seen this sword, and no one can say how sharp this sword is.
At this time, the large tent of Qinglan Mansion was filled with people around a large round table.
Standing at the top was a man in black with gold trim and a gold knife-shaped embroidery on his collar. He was probably in his early forties. His slender eyes were slightly narrowed. His face had clear lines and he was very tough. He had a strong body but also
Don't look strong and stupid.
"We can't hide it from him. I think he hasn't had an attack yet, and he has the same idea as me. When the time comes, it will be up to each of us on the killing battlefield."
There were eight or nine people sitting at the big round table. After listening to the standing man, he finished speaking.
Several people had sarcastic looks on their faces, some were expressionless, and some nodded slightly.
"Since Qingyang Mengyan wants to rely on chance, we don't have to be polite. His family has occupied the position of Qing Emperor for hundreds of years, and all of them are named Qingyang. There is no need to give way to anyone."
A chubby middle-aged man sitting at the bottom of the round table said in a somewhat sinister tone.
When the other people heard what the fat man said, they immediately agreed.
"Well, they are all from the same ancestor. Why has their line occupied the position of Qing Emperor for hundreds of years? The ancestors said that the fourteen lines were divided into families and took turns to sit on the throne. When it came to his lineage, he would be the emperor.
Passing it on from generation to generation violates the teachings of our ancestors, and our position should have been given up long ago."
"Is this a matter of the throne? This is Qingyang Mengyan trying to compete with the Palace Master for the opportunity to attain enlightenment. What are you doing?"
"As long as the eldest brother attains enlightenment, the throne will be transferred to our Qinglan Mansion. This is the same truth."
"Hey, haven't their lineage of warriors who have never been enlightened been able to occupy the throne for hundreds of years? In the final analysis, we still don't dare to fight for it ourselves."
"Let's discuss it carefully and help eldest brother prove the truth. When eldest brother left, he killed Qingyang Mengyan. Their lineage only has four or five Martial Lords, so what else can they use to compete with us?"
The man standing at the top glanced around the crowd and sat back on his chair. He didn't say anything even though these people were noisy. The corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was amused.
After a long time, the big tent finally became quiet.
"Brother, please come up with an idea. What do you want us to do? We must not let Qingyang Mengyan take advantage of us this time."
Finally, the fat man spoke up and respectfully asked the person sitting in the first place.
Seeing that everyone was looking over, the Master of Qinglan Mansion said: "Qingyang Mengyan knows what I think, and I also know what he thinks. There is not much difference in strength between him and me.
When that time comes, not only will he and I have to fight to the death, but you will also have to fight for the lives of the people under his command.
It is true that he only has five or six Martial Lords in his lineage, but don’t forget that he also has Mou Kui, an old man who is accustomed to scheming, under him, Lou Qian, that fool, and Han Qing’er, that slut.”
After he said this, he paused for a moment. Seeing that everyone finally looked serious, he continued: "These three people are all intermediate martial masters. Among them, that old guy Mou Kui has been in the intermediate martial master class for two years."
For more than ten years, although he has gone to Arms Library to test his realm every year, it is difficult to say whether he has any way that we can't think of to suppress his realm and prevent his true realm from being tested by the realm-testing spirit stone."
"Brother, I remember that it took you ten years to go from the middle level of martial arts to the peak of martial arts, right?"
""It only took me less than ten years to reach the peak from the middle level. Mou Kui's martial arts talent is not inferior to mine, so I doubted him."
The fat man sitting in the lower seat asked again: "Didn't eldest brother fight against him some time ago? What is his state? Can't sense it?"
"I have suppressed my realm, and he should be able to sense it, but I really can't see through that old man. During the competition that day, he looked like he was trying his best, which was a bit too much."
The master of Qinglan Palace put his thumb on his temple and rubbed it slowly, thought for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "If that old man is also at the peak of Martial Lord, then how come Qingyang Mengyan can't notice it?
"
At this time, a young man sitting next to him answered: "Could it be that Qingyang Mengyan knew about the old man's state, and was just holding back and waiting for the final blow on the killing field? Yes.
Big brother, and with the old man Mou Kui, Qingyang Mengyan feels that if he can kill two Peak Martial Masters in a row, he will be very sure of his enlightenment."
Master Qinglan frowned slightly, then dispersed, and sneered, "This is a good plan. He and Mou Kui first besieged me, and when I died, he then killed Mou Kui. The two peak martial masters are dead, and the world rules
Can it still be broken?"
Next, the fat man continued: "When he and old Mou Kui besieged the eldest brother, they deliberately let Mou Kui take the main position to bear the attack of the eldest brother. It is best to let him suffer some moderate injuries, so that he can kill the eldest brother.
If I start killing Mou Kui again, hey hey, this plan..."
Everyone at the round table began to discuss again.
The Master of Qinglan Mansion remained the same, and did not interrupt everyone's conversation. When everyone had finished speaking, he said again: "If this is the case, it will be a bit troublesome. Now we can only find a way to kill Mou first."
Kui.
When it comes to the final kill, you stop the Martial Lords under his command. It may not be safe to stop one by one. Even if you can stop one by one, after all, there is still Han Qing'er or Lou Qian who is unstoppable. We have to find a way before entering.
It only takes a few plotters in Jiuyan Continent."
After he finished speaking, everyone immediately started shouting again.
The Master of Qinglan Mansion remained silent again, rubbing his temples and thinking.
At this time, someone outside loudly shouted: "Master, the Fourth Young Master is back."
"Let him come in." Palace Master Qinglan responded.
A young man of about twenty years old walked in from outside the big tent. His facial features and figure were very similar to the master of Qinglan Palace. He was also wearing a black robe with gold trim, but the gold-embroidered knife was on the chest.
As soon as the young man came in, he first clasped his fists and saluted the people on the round table, greeting each one politely.
"Hello second uncle, hello third uncle, hello fourth uncle, hello fifth uncle, hello eldest uncle, hello third uncle..."
After a round of greetings, he walked to his father and said to the master of Qinglan Palace: "Father is well, I'm back. There is important news from Qingji Palace, I just found out."
Palace Master Qinglan glanced at his son and simply said one word, "Say."
"Yes, my son sent several dead assistants to work as handymen in Lou Qian's mansion for nearly fifteen years. Ten days ago, news came out that Lou Qian's two younger brothers had entered the martial realm at the same time."
As soon as the young man finished speaking, there was another noise in the big tent.
"What? Promotion at the same time?"
"Two more Martial Lords?"
"Qingyang Mengyan still has a lot of resources, and he actually trained two more martial masters?"
"Give your brother so many resources to cultivate to the realm of martial master?"
"How many years have we not had a new Martial Master? When they came, there were two?"
...
The master of Qinglan Mansion looked a bit ugly and did not interrupt the group of people talking. His son stood respectfully behind him without saying a word. At this moment, the father and son even had expressions on their faces and thoughtful eyes.
All exactly the same.
When everyone calmed down again, the master of Qinglan Palace said: "Lao Wu, tell me, is there any way to make Qingyang Mengyan's side undetected when they first entered Jiuyan Continent?
How many warriors will die first?"
After hearing this, the fat man at the top thought for a while and said: "It depends on whether their people will go together or separately when entering Jiuyan Continent. Jiuyan Continent has too many resources, and they will definitely not be together in a group."
, if one family goes to plunder, they must take several routes.
When the time comes, let's not rush to grab resources. Everyone should follow the path with the fewest people, or just avoid the paths of Qingyang Mengyan and Mou Kui. No matter how many other paths there are, kill them first.
"
"What if they don't split up? He and I are both heading towards enlightenment. At this time, I won't split up to grab resources. As long as I can attain enlightenment, all the resources belong to Qinglan Mansion.
The same goes for him."
"This..." Fatty frowned and spread his hands, "Brother, just tell me, this is all I can think of for the time being."
Palace Master Qinglan nodded, then turned back slightly, "Xixian, please tell me."
Behind him, the young man bowed again and said, "Yes."
After Qingyang Xixian agreed, he did not start speaking immediately. He thought for a moment before saying: "We are all on guard against each other here, and the opportunity to make a move is too slim.
The news from Jiuyan Continent is that they have more than 40 Martial Lords. What if we contact them? Leave some resources for them. They only need to cooperate with us to kill a few Martial Lords, or we can save a few families.
, so that those families can assist us."
Having said this, he said no more, and the people at the round table did not yell any more this time.
After listening to his son's words, the master of Qinglan Palace did not speak for a long time. He said after a long time: "Your seventh uncle, uncle Lu, and uncle Ma haven't come back yet. It's been several days, and no one has sent any news back. I'm afraid something might happen."