“Golden Lotus!
! "
The hoarse voice of the high priest was loud, but it was of no use. Even though they were far away, there was no way to stop the strange stream of light from wrapping the golden lotus away.
"General Wanyan, capture him and never let him take Jin Lian away. Now that the Barbarian God has awakened, as long as he wakes up completely, he can easily suppress this person!"
The high priest immediately sent a message to Wan Yan Shu.
"Roar!"
Wanyan Shu, who was like a beast, let out a low roar, and the energy and blood around his body rioted endlessly. The huge body nodded at him, and then swung the divine ax in his hand and slashed at the opponent.
At this moment, the high priest also mobilized the power of the fierce formation he had deployed before, and shrouded Chen Yuan.
I hope to delay this mysterious strong man for a while.
But it's a pity that Chen Yuan doesn't intend to fight. The golden lotus has been obtained. If he waits for the barbarian god of the ancient Jin royal court to awaken, it will be really difficult to leave.
Immediately, with a thought, a huge demonic flame burst out in the void and surged towards the two of them.
And he himself quickly recalled the Emperor's Sword Dragon Soul, stared at the two of them, turned around and disappeared into the void.
"No!"
"Leave!
! "
After breaking through the terrifying demonic flames, the attacks of the high priest and Wanyan Shu were blasted into the void at the same time, but there was nothing except a crackling sound.
All that was left was the two men's somewhat unwilling roars.
The black clouds in the void are also disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From the fight to the end, there was no more than a hundred breaths of time. It can be said that he did it very neatly. He first attracted the attention of the two of them, and then used the means prepared before to take down Jin Lian in one fell swoop.
These are all part of Chen Yuan and Moro's plans.
Within the royal city.
The battle between Xiang Qianqiu and Wanyan Tianba was almost over. Xiang Qianqiu got the part of the royal court's dragon veins he wanted, and glanced at Wanyan Tianba with contempt.
With a thought, the magic gun in the void exploded directly in front of him, making a roar.
At this moment, the barbarian gods in the royal court had gradually awakened. An extremely terrifying power of confinement directly enveloped the surrounding void, and the huge palm that had always been empty fell from the sky.
The giant palm of a thousand feet exudes terrifying suppressive power. In comparison, Xiang Qianqiu is so small.
Xiang Qianqiu glanced solemnly at the giant palm that was about to fall. The Seal of the Kingdom of Chu in his hand directly hit the nearby sealed void. Although his face was a little pale, he succeeded when the giant palm was about to fall. Disappeared into the void.
The giant palm in the void did not fall. After Xiang Qianqiu left, there was a stalemate for a while and then slowly dissipated.
now.
The high priest and divine general Wanyan Shu, who came to support near the altar, had also arrived across the void, and looked at each other with Wanyan Tianba.
"Excuse me, Khan!"
Wanyanshu and the high priest immediately bowed and apologized.
"Where's Golden Lotus?"
Wanyan Tianba asked in a solemn voice.
"The Golden Lotus...was taken away!"
The high priest replied in a low voice.
"Who's coming?"
"That man claims to be the Shura Demon Lord of the Taoist Palace!"
"Demon Lord Shura..."
Wanyan Tianba's eyes flashed, extremely gloomy.
It was as if time had stopped at this moment.
The Grand Ceremony of the Royal Court was disrupted, the spiritual golden lotus was taken away, and a quarter of the Royal Court's dragon veins were drained away, but not even one of them was left behind!
What a shame!
Naked shame!
The majesty of the ancient Jin royal court will be greatly damaged.
In the midst of silence, an indifferent eye slowly condensed in the void, and a terrifying aura quickly enveloped the entire royal city.
"See the Barbarian God!"
"See the Barbarian God!"
"See the Barbarian God!"
Wanyan Tianba immediately suppressed the anger in his heart and bowed to the indifferent eye in the void.
The same goes for the high priest and the divine general Wanyan Shu, and they don't dare to show any slights at all.
Although Man Shen is the ancestor of the Wanyan clan, they have been separated for several generations and have no blood ties, only awe of the Six Realm Immortals.
"The chaos in the sacrifice is all your fault. The sacrifice will be postponed this time, and a hundred thousand lives will be lost!"
The voice of the Barbarian God was like a god, resounding in the void.
Wanyan Tianba saluted quickly:
"Follow the will of the Barbarian God!"
That indifferent eye stared for a breath, then slowly disappeared without a trace.
When the terrifying power dissipated, Wanyan Tianba turned to the general Wanyan Shu and said with a gloomy face and murderous intent:
"Mobilize heavy troops, attack Liangzhou, and sacrifice hundreds of thousands of creatures from the Central Plains to the Barbarian God."
"Follow the will of the Great Khan!"
The tall Wanyan Shu immediately bowed in salute and put his fist on his chest.
"The high priest, summon all the royal families in the royal court to trace the whereabouts of these powerful men from the Central Plains."
"yes!"
...
...
On the other side, about three hundred miles away from the Ancient Gold Palace, the calm void slowly twisted. Chen Yuan, wearing a black robe, slowly walked out and let out a long breath.
When the barbarian god appeared, Moro didn't dare to stop at all. After getting the golden lotus, he disappeared into the void, fearing that the barbarian god would catch up.
However, in his perception, this was not the case.
The barbarian god did not pursue them. Although he was curious in his heart, this was obviously a good thing. Therefore, after pulling away for a while, his true form was revealed.
After all, although Chen Yuan's current physical body has undergone a surge in growth, having a six-level immortal spirit attached to his body will still make him feel a great pressure.
The time of one hundred breaths is not long, nor is it short. It is almost exactly Chen Yuan's current limit. It does not require a long period of cultivation and spiritual cultivation like after the Battle of the Imperial City to recover.
Although he now needs a period of cultivation, it only takes about half a month.
It just gave him an excuse to go to Qishan.
After pulling off the black robe and mask, Chen Yuan's face turned strangely pale, and a powerful force was quickly drawn away from his body, which made him feel a little separated.
In front of him, the blackened Moro also quickly appeared, and gradually returned to his previous appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a movement of his mind, a golden lotus slowly appeared in his hand.
A soft force escapes.
"Is this the golden lotus that senior wants?"
Chen Yuan stared at the lotus, and he could see how extraordinary this thing was at a glance.
"This object has been kept by the royal court for hundreds of years as a sacrifice to the barbarian god. Now it has almost reached perfection, just enough to be useful to a poor monk."
Moro smiled. With the nourishment of golden lotus, his recovery time could be greatly shortened.
The time for complete recovery is not far away!
"That's good."
Chen Yuan let out a sigh of relief.
This time is a bit risky. If a strange and powerful man makes trouble in the royal city at a critical moment, it may not be that simple for them to take it away.
Originally, Chen Yuan thought that he would end up seriously injured like in the Battle of the Imperial City.
It's not bad now.
"In my opinion, senior, what is the origin of the strong man who made such a big fuss in the Ancient Golden King's City?" Chen Yuan asked in a solemn voice.
After hearing this, Moro frowned slightly.
"I'm afraid there's something wrong with the origin."
"How to say?"
Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows, which made Moro feel that something was wrong. I'm afraid it wasn't that simple.
"Although there is some distance between them, the poor monk still senses the power of national destiny, and there are only a few people in the world who can use the power of national destiny.
Definitely not from the Sima family. "
"Senior, do you mean the legacy of the previous dynasty?"
Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly condensed.
"This is extremely possible. Although the former Chu State was subjugated for more than 200 years, the foundation accumulated in the past is too deep. It is not impossible that some national destiny can still be left behind now."
Moro said.
Chen Yuan nodded and turned his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
"This time they have taken away the spiritual objects of the Ancient Golden Palace. These people will not give up. Leave the grassland quickly and return to the Central Plains." Moro said.
"This junior wants to take the opportunity to heal his injuries. If the prediction is good, I'm afraid that all the grassland ministries are now tracking our whereabouts. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. We might as well stay away from the edge for the time being and wait for this junior to recover from his injuries. , start again."
Chen Yuan expressed his opinion carefully.
"The high priest of the royal court is indeed not simple. Maybe he can really search us based on some things. Hmm... Where do you want to recover from your injuries?"
Moro asked.
Chen Yuan took out a map, pointed to a mountain range and said:
"This place is called Qishan. There is a royal family living here. It is also the only way for us to go back. We might as well just cultivate here for a few days. What do you think, senior?"
Moro stared at Chen Yuan and nodded slightly:
"These...you can make the decision."
Moro did not object to Chen Yuan's proposal, firstly because what Chen Yuan said did make some sense, and secondly... he felt that Chen Yuan's purpose of going to Qishan was not that simple.
But there is no need to expose it.
Who can live without some secrets?
After saying that, Moro turned into a stream of light, got back into the emperor's butcher's knife, and began to use the golden lotus to recover from his injuries. Anyway, with him here, unless the barbarian god really comes to find him, no one on the grassland can really do it. Threaten them.
Seeing that Moruo agreed without saying a word, Chen Yuan was calm on the surface, but breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After adjusting his injuries on the spot, he quickly headed east.
the other side.
About two hundred miles south of Chen Yuan, the void changed rapidly. Xiang Qianqiu walked out slowly with a serious look on his face. Breaking the six-level immortal's seal was not as simple as imagined.
Even though he used the power of National Destiny, his cultivation was still affected to some extent.
Exhaling a long breath, Xiang Qianqiu looked back at the north, and knew in his heart that if he took the dragon vein of the Ancient Gold Palace this time, he would definitely make the other party angry.
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Fortunately, everything was as he expected.
Wei Jinfeng had already informed him in advance that even some damage would not be too serious. The only thing that made him curious was who was the strong man from the Central Plains who was making trouble near the altar?
It feels somewhat familiar, but mostly still unfamiliar.
After thinking about it for a moment, he didn't lock the identity of the person for the time being, and planned to investigate again after returning to the Central Plains. This time there was such a big commotion in the grassland, there must be some news.
However, these have nothing to do with him.
The most important thing for him now is to use the power of dragon veins in his hands.
With a slight smile on his lips, Xiang Qianqiu merged into the void again.
And just as he expected, the grassland is indeed very unstable now. The powerful people from the Central Plains are making a big fuss at the ancient Jin Royal Court to offer sacrifices. This is a major event that has not happened once in decades.
Because in recent hundreds of years, since the fall of the former Chu, the Jin Dynasty in the Central Plains has adopted a defensive posture, unlike in the past, when strong men from the Central Plains often came to the grasslands to stir up unrest.
Two hundred years of offensive momentum have completely changed the attitude of the Mobei Grassland towards the Central Plains, and they feel that they are superior there. Therefore, this turmoil has made many grassland powerhouses feel extremely humiliated.
When the royal court summoned them, they responded one after another.
Of course, the main reason was that they did not dare to disobey the royal court's orders and had no choice but to obey orders, otherwise the furious Khan might very well destroy a certain tribe.
The impact of this battle obviously didn't stop there. It quickly swept through most of the Mobei grassland and made countless tribes hear the name of 'Shura Demon Lord'.
For a moment, all the grassland tribes were shocked.
...
...
Chen Yuan, who had been keeping a low profile on the grassland shock, had no idea about it. However, based on past experience, he could figure it out even if he thought about it.
Therefore, Chen is very low-key.
And his low profile also works. At least no one has found out his location yet and has arrived at Qishan. Many people think that the strong man from the Central Plains who made a big sacrifice should have left.
How dare you stay in the grassland?
Moreover, it is still within the Qishan royal family, which is very close to the royal court.
Yes, the Qishan tribe is very close to the ancient Jin royal court. It is almost one of the closest royal tribes. Relying on the huge resources of Qishan, it is also one of the few powerful tribes under the royal court.
Chen Yuan, who had learned about these situations in advance, was naturally very clear.
From what he knew about this Qishan tribe, there was a powerful god-refiner, a high priest who had just entered Huayang, and there were hundreds of thousands of herders in the tribe.
There are also nearly 100,000 troops.
Although it cannot be said that everyone is a soldier, under the barbaric atmosphere of the grassland, almost one out of every five people becomes a soldier of the tribe, which is a very high proportion.
When Chen Yuan arrived at the Qishan tribe, the tribe also received a message from the royal court, and a very detailed investigation was conducted on the barbarian warriors coming and going.
Even if you just show off, you have to satisfy the royal court.
But how could ordinary warriors detect something abnormal about Chen Yuan?
With a little bit of trickery, they can get nothing.
After the investigation by the Qishan tribe, Chen Yuan was able to enter the Qishan Mountains. Once here, there was no danger for Chen Yuan for the time being.
He quickly found the goal of his trip based on the information guided by chance.
There was indeed a distinctive colorful cloud in the void, which shone under the refraction of the sun. It was located exactly in the northeast, and the shortest mountain peak was soon discovered.
It is only more than ten feet high and looks more like a slope compared to the surrounding towering peaks.
It seems... ordinary.
If not for the guidance of chance, Chen Yuan would not have noticed such a small mountain peak at all.
After finding the mountain peak and the coordinates, Chen Yuan's figure quickly fell from the void, and then he found the entrance of the cave at a glance.
What chance pointed out was that "the short peak in the northeast is a hundred feet deep", which means that the spiritual spring is almost a hundred feet below the short peak, and Chen Yuan needs to go deep into the ground.
After entering, Chen Yuan walked all the way towards the twisted underground.
The narrowest place during the period can only accommodate the size of a fist.
But this is not a big deal to him. If there is no way, then make your own way!
Moro, who was silent in the Emperor's Butcher's Knife, had been watching Chen Yuan's movements quietly. He wanted to find a place to recover from his injuries, but there was no need to go underground.
Soon, Chen Yuan opened the road and arrived deep underground.
When Chen Yuan destroyed the last hard mountain wall, he finally saw the spiritual spring inside.
Once you smell it, you will feel full of spiritual energy.
Qishan Lingquan!
Chen Yuan looked at the person in front of him with a faint smile on his lips.
Such a rich spiritual spring would definitely make his cultivation skyrocket in a short period of time.
And this spiritual spring is not just a simple spiritual spring. You can clearly feel that there is something magical here, as if it is enveloped by a touch of Tao Yun.
In the Emperor's Butcher's Knife, Moro also saw the spiritual spring and couldn't help but think deeply.
Is this Chen Yuan’s purpose?
How did he find the location exactly?
If it is a coincidence, it is almost impossible, because Chen Yuan obviously had a very strong purpose in coming to the Qishan Mountains, but it can be said that it was treasure hunting...
He has been following Chen Yuan.
Although there are times of silence, the basic perception is still there, and I have never noticed that Chen Yuan has received guidance in this regard.
It can only be said that Chen Yuan's luck is indeed very strong.
And it seemed to help him.
"senior."
Chen Yuan did not enter the spiritual spring immediately, but thought for a moment and called out softly.
Before, he thought of using 'luck' to explain it, but the destination was extremely powerful, and it was not just luck that could explain it. He thought of this when he saw Lingquan.
It's better to find a better excuse.
"Um...."
"To be honest, this junior is not just here to recuperate. When we were in Wudang Mountain, Zuo Chengzong once told me during a chat here that there are some mysterious things in the Qishan Mountains. If I enter the grassland in the future, You can go and check it out, then..."
Zuo Chengzong became Chen Yuan's tool. He knew that Moro went to see the old heavenly master at that time. This was a gap in time, which he could barely get around.
"good luck."
Moro responded calmly.
I don’t know if I believe it or not.
But that doesn't matter. For Chen Yuan, as long as he has an excuse, it's fine.
"This Fang Lingquan is not simple. It has a fairy spirit, which is good for your cultivation. The golden lotus that the poor monk got before can also absorb some power."
Moro considered it for a moment and then said.
Chen Yuan smiled:
"The spiritual spring is vast, and it would be a waste not to use it. Senior, feel free to use it."
"good."
Then, after a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke again:
"Ordinary transformation is too slow. That golden lotus can help you refine this power faster."
As he spoke, a bit of golden light appeared, quickly flew out of the emperor's butcher knife and entered the spiritual spring in front of Chen Yuan.
As soon as he entered, the golden light shone brightly and enveloped the entire cave.
