Chapter 200

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Jishan, Xue Tong, Xiao Yuer, Wen Guangmao.

"The situation is out of control and a major chaos is coming. At this time, cultivation is slow and those who lack resources are often the most enthusiastic. Killing people can accumulate a monk's lifetime accumulation, which is much faster than hunting monsters and collecting spiritual materials and spiritual objects."

"Brother Xue has killed more high-level monks than the Yunxiao Sect combined." Only Xiao Yu'er dared to say this.

"Yes, due to chance, I leapfrogged the enemy and killed the enemy. It snowballed bigger and bigger, and I gained countless resources. However, I was forced to do so, and the hardships and dangers involved are indescribable. It was not my intention." Xue Tong admitted honestly.

"I can also obtain enough resources with the ring treasure." Xue Tong said in his heart.

"The Yunxiao Sect's primary goal is not resources. Sect Master Zheng helps us out of morality."

"That's about it. What I'm saying is that many of the people involved in the human-barbarian war have the intention of taking advantage of the chaos. Even if there are conspiracies and fights between the same clans, there will be more wars than usual. You two need to be extra careful."

"It's normal for the waves to wash away the sand and the bloody journey to immortality. Even the two of you have the same intention of profiting, more or less." Xue Tong said.

"Of course, if there is no gain, go ahead. Chief Xue Daodao reminded me, Yu'er knows."

"Yeah, Guangmao understands."

"I can't participate in the war because of my relationship with the barbarian ancestor. Xue has a lot of contact with the orcs. Except for the bad guys from the wolf tribe, I really can't do anything."

"Yunxiao Sect will send a team of a hundred people to assist the defense of the southwest front line. Jiayuan warriors are concentrated in Yuancheng, which is 800 miles away from Anxing Fort on the front line and 2,300 miles away from the Liaoshan camp at the rear." Xue Tong said.

"Will Yuancheng directly fight against the barbarians?" Xiao Yu'er asked.

"It's hard to say. The orcs are not good at using flying magic weapons. Anxing Castle is choking the throat leading to the royal city. The mountains stretching thousands of miles to the left and right are insurmountable. There is a high possibility of a bloody battle breaking out there."

"Once the war gets serious and Wan Gan requests reinforcements from Jiayuan warriors, it's hard to say whether we need to face the orcs directly."

"How strong is the Lion Division?" Xiao Yu'er asked again.

"The Three Lions Army has 80,000 barbarians, including an unknown number of warriors. The Ten Thousand Iron Armored Army has 300,000 soldiers. Their individual combat capabilities are far inferior to those of the barbarians."

"The barbarian war tools have obvious advantages, such as crossbows, spray trucks, catapults, saltpeter gunpowder cannons, etc."

"In addition to ordinary soldiers, warriors have a great influence. The Holy Alliance has the advantage here, but as I said before, it is unclear how the war will evolve due to different minds."

"It is expected that a few small battles are inevitable. Whether a real bloody battle will break out remains to be seen." Xue Tong replied.

"Guang Mao and I are going to Yuancheng. It's been too boring these past few years. If the situation goes bad, it's not too late to leave."

"Haha, I just said that everyone has their own thoughts, and Yu'er immediately showed her true colors."

"Where are you going, Chief Xue?" Xiao Yu'er asked with a smile.

"Most of the elites of the Yunxiao Sect are dispatched. Now that the sect leader has spoken, Zheng Xuan treats me badly. I have no choice but to go to Liaoshan."

"I will give you two treasures each!"

Xue Tong gave Xiao Yuer a top-quality turtle shield and a top-quality long sword to Wen Guangmao.

"The magic weapons you two have are enough to last until the middle stage of Xiantian. Don't get separated when you go to Yuancheng. It is especially dangerous if there is chaos."



Zheng Xuan led the team to Yuancheng in person, and Wei Geng, Ge Jingkun, Tang Yiming, Zhu Qingling, Ma Shaochong... went with them, while Yan Tiande stayed behind at Chijin Peak.

Xue Tong delayed for a month to finish practicing the sword formation before going to the Liaoshan camp.

Five hundred miles away from the Liao Mountain, the highlands between the several peaks in the middle are flat and open, where the rear camps of Jiayuan Xuanjie were built.

The Yunxiao camp is led by Ye Xingjian, and will be stationed for more than ten days and nearly a hundred warriors to raise supplies. When Yuancheng is in a hurry, reinforcements can arrive in two hours.

Xue Tong's wooden house is located in a corner of the camp, built against the mountain, and is simply surrounded by wooden stakes. It is considered a single courtyard.

The Liaoshan camp was filled with fireworks, the weapon refining and alchemy furnaces were kept running at night, and the place where explosive bombs were made was also brightly lit.

Ye Xingjian knew that Xue Tong didn't like making trouble, so he specially arranged two guards.

But this still cannot stop visitors from meeting Xue Tong.

"Senior, my sect Zhang Pei and Jiang Dahan would like to see you."

"Oh, let them come in." Xue Tong thought of the reckless sect warriors at the top of the cliff.

The day after tomorrow, the two of them met Xue Tong respectfully. Zhang Pei presented a small sandalwood box and said: "Senior saved us two back then, but I never had the chance to formally thank you. This box of spiritual tea is insignificant, so I would like to ask you to accept it for your kindness."

"Haha, okay." Xue Tong chatted with the two brothers for a while, asking about the exercises and the skills they had learned. The two made alchemy, and Xue Tong talked about some experiences.

The visitor a few days later gave Xue Tong a headache.

Fan Ruhua, the Seven Evil Alliance.

Fan Ruhua changed her gaze to a more flirtatious look, smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I saw you, Taoist Xue. Ruhua has something to ask for."

Xue informed her of her thoughts and asked Fan Ruhua to get close to her. This woman was both beautiful and talented, and her cultivation was already at the early stage of her innate life.

He thought of Fei Ran, whose personality changed drastically due to his indifference, and his attitude towards Fan Ruhua became cautious and modest.

"Long time no see, Fan Dao!"

"Ruhua heard that Daochang Xue killed the piano insects and kept some of the insect corpses. That is an excellent tonic for spotted wolf spiders. Can you sell some to Ruhua?"

"Well, please give me a few bottles of Fellow Daoist Fan's spider poison."

The two exchanged spiritual objects, and Fan Ruhua added: "Fellow Daoist Xue must leave some corpses of similar poisonous insects for me in the future."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Xue Tong patiently talked with Fan Ruhua for a while and then politely sent her off.

There was a ferry bound for Yuancheng just across the Liaoshan camp, and news of sporadic harassment by barbarians had come from the front.



Six thousand miles away, there is a stone chamber underground.

There was a strange light, and there was a strong smell of rotting corpses floating in the stone room.

In the middle of the room, on the stone platform, lay a shriveled and blackened body.

The shriveled corpse actually sat up and opened its mouth to inhale. The moment the corpse's air came in, only wisps of green light were seen, rolling into the abdomen.

The belly of the corpse swelled as big as a melon, and the green color became more and more terrifying.

Faint white smoke came out of the nose and ears of the corpse, and its belly shrank little by little. Until the smoke dissipated, the corpse lay down straight again.

Around the stone platform, there were rotting corpses on the ground. Black and green insects were crawling on the corpses, and the corpse aura gradually became stronger again.

The shriveled corpse inhales once every two hours, and the rotting corpse disappears without a trace, and even the bones no longer exist.

The corpse turned the storage bracelet, and human corpses flew out. Black and green insects quickly covered the corpses...

The right arm of the shriveled corpse contained ten bracelets.



To the northwest of Wanqian is Nancheng.

The Dasheng Xuanjie gathered together. In addition to the three branches of the Xuangu Divine Sect, more than ten sects came from various sects. Rencheng was a foreign land, and the original hierarchy became less obvious. Dasheng Xuanmen was rare. Meet as equals.

Coupled with the larger number of Holy Alliance warriors, Rencheng, like Yuancheng in the south, has never had so many people from the mysterious world.

Private trading of spiritual objects is very popular, and everyone is making the best preparations possible.

West Fifth Street, Luyuan.

The master of Quexian Palace, Lan Zi, the deputy palace master Jia Miaolin, and the immortal envoy Guan Muqing.

"Mu Qing, a rare opportunity has come for many years. Song Changjie is also in Nian City. Find an opportunity to kill him!"

Guan Muqingzi shuddered, "Master, do you really want your disciple to kill him with your own hands? I can't do it!"

"However, at this stage, not only will you not be the master of the palace, but your master will also destroy your cultivation and expel you from the immortal palace!"

"Master, let your disciple go, don't let Mu Qing do such a destructive thing!"

"Humph! It's absolutely impossible. Think carefully, time is running out!" After Lan Zi finished speaking, he got up and went into the inner room.

Guan Muqing sobbed and wiped away her tears. Jia Miaolin let her cry for a while and said, "Mu Qing, the palace master will not let you go until you pass this hurdle. The Immortal Palace wants to kill Song Changjie. There are many opportunities, but the palace The Lord must ask you to take matters into your own hands.”

Guan Muqing raised her head, tears rolling down her face. Years of melancholy had actually made her lose weight, and her skin was no longer smooth.

"Stop torturing Mu Qing. I killed my father and Song Changjie abandoned my mother and daughter. The crime is not worthy of death. The Immortal Palace cannot let him go. Just go and punish him yourself. Mu Qing is unfilial by refusing to save him. How could he do it with his own hands?" ..., it’s simply intolerable!”

"Mu Qing, you were not good at cultivation in the past. You have practiced the Mingwu Sutra and have reached the level of innateness. Now your strength is superior to that of Song Changjie. The palace master has repeatedly urged you to take action. If you delay, not only will you not be able to save Song Changjie, but the palace master will be furious. Kill your family of three!"

"As long as you disinfect Song Changjie and untie the palace master's knot, all the resources that the Immortal Palace has retained for decades will be revealed. You will be named the Great Immortal Envoy and you will succeed to the throne in five years."

"The Palace Master said that even if you hate her all your life, or even take revenge after surpassing her in cultivation, you will not hesitate to do so."

"If you hope that the palace master will change his mind, it is absolutely impossible!"

"There is no way to immortality. If you can't pass this level, you will still be an ordinary person after all." Jia Miaolin said.

"Mu Qing can't do it!" Guan Muqing burst into tears.

Jia Miaolin sighed and said nothing.

After Guan Muqing finished crying, she left the room in a daze.

She was promoted to innate six years ago, but Lan Zi softened her mother so that Guan Muqing could not escape with her mother, forcing her to kill her biological father Song Changjie.

Guan Muqing staggered back to the house, feeling resentful and resentful, so she simply started practicing the Ming Martial Sutra.

Only when you practice the exercises can you put the pain behind you.

Over the past few years, she has been practicing like crazy. Fa Hai has grown at the same rate as the day after tomorrow, and her martial arts has increased rapidly.

"Palace Master, will Mu Qing be unable to bear it and do something stupid?"

"No, as long as she can relieve her worries through practice, her will will become stronger and stronger, and her desire for martial arts will also shake her determination not to kill Song Changjie."

"Her current state is most suitable for practicing the Underworld Martial Arts."

"If Mu Qing finally refuses and approaches the Palace Master with force, then..."

"Then kill her!" Lan Zi's tone was decisive and unquestionable.

"Song Changjie died for some reason, and Mu Qing has no chance."

"If she blames anyone for missing this opportunity, then I will abolish her cultivation and expel her mother and daughter from the Immortal Palace!"

Jia Miaolin stopped shivering.

"What, you want to say it for her?" Lan Zi's face was as cold as frost.

"My subordinates must not dare. Song Changjie deserves death. The palace chief is upholding the sacred palace rules, and it is also for Mu Qing. If she can overcome this hurdle, her future will be bright!"



Wanyan Holy Alliance, Zhaohui.

King Wanqian and the eighteen elders of the Holy Alliance gathered together.

Deputy leader Su Yuanze said: "The sporadic fighting on the border is getting more and more intense. It's time to make a decision, whether we should fight or make peace."

"Depending on the strength and whether the losses can be tolerated, tens of thousands of people have not experienced war in three hundred years." Jin Wei, another deputy sect master, said.

"The Lions are arrogant and will not give in to any of their conditions. The Holy Alliance relies on the help of human monks. They are superior in strength. No matter how great the losses are, they have to fight." The elder of the Holy Alliance said.

"I'm worried that the Lion tribe will take the lead, and the Bear tribe and the Hail tribe will do mischief behind. If the barbarians join forces, the balance of victory and defeat will be..." Su Yuanze said.

"I have ordered the people in the west to move inward. Whether it is war or peace will be decided by the Holy Alliance." King Han Zhao of Wanqian said.

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