The afternoon is always so leisurely, and the quiet courtyard in the past has become quite lively today. Ning Tao's family of four happily gathered in the main hall of the courtyard, and a group of monks who came with Ning Tao were arranged into the living room and Waiting among the pavilions in the small courtyard.
After being shy at first, the tiger-headed little guy finally realized that he was his big brother in front of him.
Ever since he first learned about the matter, he had often heard about his brothers and sisters from his parents. This made the little guy who had seen other children with brothers and sisters quickly become familiar with Ning Tao.
No, he was already sitting on Ning Tao's lap, playing with a red jade pendant in his hand.
Ning Tao patted the little guy's head lovingly, thinking that his sister Wuyou was like this at that time. She had to be hugged by him when she saw him, and would not let her leave for a moment.
"What's your name and how old are you?"
"My name is Ning Shanshui, I am four years old this year."
Ning Tao was stunned when he heard the name, raised his head and glanced at his parents.
He touched Ning Shanshui's little head again.
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Ning Tao's family chatted with each other for a long time, and the sun soon set. In the brightly lit courtyard, many people who were familiar with Ning Tao came and went.
It's just that the children's playmates at this time have long lost their original innocence. When they see themselves, the middle-aged immortal master, they always have a barrier that they dare not let them break.
After seeing off these batches of neighbors, Ning Tao couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The road to immortality is long. Once he steps on it, the past in the world of mortals will eventually be polished by time and disappear. He will leave these distracting thoughts behind and turn around with him. Smile and everyone entered the house.
After they had finished chatting, Geng Ling'er, who was dressed in fiery red, and Shui Yue, who was dressed in light blue, entered the house hand in hand, and saw Ning Tao's parents, Ning Hutou and Xiu Niang, two girls who had built their foundations. Xiu said a polite greeting to the two of them.
The actions of the two people made Ning Hutou quite stunned. However, the showy embroidery girl on the side seemed to have noticed the clues and was not restrained. She stepped forward and took the hands of the two people, guided her to the seat on her side, and began to pull up the seats. Homely.
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A few days later, Ning Tao took this group of foundation-building monks to visit relatives nearby and then returned to the sect's headquarters.
The mountain range that was transformed by the monks of the three sects at that time was now named Zhongshen Mountain, and it has now become the most desirable place for everyone in the entire Qianyuan world.
Ning Tao, as the golden elixir monk with the highest cultivation level in the Qianyuan world this time, sat at the top with Zuo Du. On one side below him sat the already old sect monk, and on the other side sat Local monks led by Qianhuang Li Jianyuan.
Ning Tao looked at the rather young mortal emperor in front of him, and his vicious eyes revealed his profound physical training at a glance.
After counting carefully, Ning Tao found that there was no one in this hall who could compare with him. If it weren't for the restrictions on the practice of "Kang Long Xuan Ti", he even had the idea of practicing another technique after returning.
A few hours later, Ning Tao and Zuo Du stood side by side at the highest point of Zhongshen Mountain, their expressions a little solemn.
Unexpectedly, after all these years, the sect's power that once dominated this world has changed so much, especially the power in the north, which has become a climate change.
Not only are there the shadows of the barbarians in the Linghuan Realm, but there are also the shadows of the real demons. Although they have not yet invaded the south in a large scale, they are now becoming a common phenomenon.
This made Zuo Du, who was really in charge, worried. As the first place where the three sects and one alliance of Shuzhou were discovered, this world had already been used as their own private land, and the population was used as a gas station to supplement the Shuzhou immortal world.
Unexpectedly, decades later, this world would undergo such changes.
When Ning Tao saw this, he couldn't help but said: "Uncle Zuo, we can't predict this kind of thing. Although you have the astrolabe given by the sect in your hand, the situation is still unclear, so don't use it rashly."
"But I can go and investigate first. Although our cultivation is now suppressed, I still have no opponent in the foundation-building realm. Wait until I have discovered the roots of these forces, and then use them. Destroy it with the force of thunder, once and for all.”
Zuo Du's face brightened slightly when he heard this, and he said to Ning Tao: "Then I'll trouble my nephew, but be careful and don't be greedy for credit."
Ning Tao nodded confidently after hearing this, then turned into a stream of light and flew away.
More than ten days later, Ning Tao, who had changed his appearance and concealed his cultivation, was among a group of evil cultivators.
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More than a month later, a four-armed demon ape that was several feet tall shook the corpse away from his hand and transformed into a handsome young man with a fair face, a somewhat ugly face.
"I didn't expect that my identity would be exposed, but now that the information has been found out, I can go back."
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A few days later, the monks from the Qianyuan world gathered together, wondering what they were discussing.
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Half a month later, thousands of streams of light gathered in the sky and came towards the north in a mighty way, causing the mortals in this world to marvel. Some knowledgeable people saw the stream of light in the sky and knew that it was caused by the magic weapon of the immortal masters. He couldn't help bragging to the people next to him about his vision.
The mortal world is not idle either. Millions of troops are gathering in various places, marching toward the north in a mighty manner. Looking down from the sky, it looks like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.
And the government offices in various places, under the arrangement of the imperial court, also started large-scale conscription. Some relatively wealthy families complained when they saw this mandatory conscription order. All those who dared to resist were imprisoned, and even more so. Some of them were even beheaded in public.
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In the frontier fortress, dozens of miles of camps were spread out over the vast wilderness. Looking around, there was no end in sight, and countless soldiers and horses were training in it with loud sounds.
In the sky, the bright sun was shining, but it looked a little hazy, as if even God knew about this unprecedented battle.
On the other side, after learning that the Immortal Cultivators of the Qianyuan Realm took the lead in launching the war, these various tribes controlled by the barbarians and demonic evil cultivators were not idle either. Although the population was far less than that of Daqian, they were able to fight with all the people as soldiers. Nearly a million troops were gathered and heading here, and soldiers from many tribes were heading here one after another.
After so many years of development, the state of the Daqian Dynasty has reached its peak. The current emperor is the grandson of Emperor Qian Li Jianyuan. After learning about the arrangement of his ancestors, the new emperor also knew that this was a war to preserve the country and exterminate the clan. He was extremely supportive and prepared to fight to the death.
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On the vast grassland, groups of rangers spread out, inquiring into the movements of the northern tribes. In the mountains behind, countless huge furnace fires were burning high, and hundreds of monks were sucking out the molten iron. , under the pinch of the magic weapon in his hand, it gradually turned into pieces of shaped weapons and fell into the quenching pool on the side.
The special liquid prepared in the quenching pool is already boiling, and the hot steam rises gradually, gathering into large clouds in the sky.
Countless shirtless strong men carried loads of dense liquid and poured it into these pools. Countless strong men, holding salvage tools, took out these shaped weapons, put them on the carriage beside them, and walked along the newly opened They were sent to the military camps in front of them to replace more sharp weapons for the troops in front.
Ning Tao, who is good at refining weapons, is currently on a platform. In several furnaces around him, molten iron and copper are boiling. Dozens of unformed swords, guns and clubs are changing their shapes in the air. With pinching, these weapons gradually took shape, and the faint cold light flashing on them showed their extraordinaryness.
These weapons born in Ning Tao's hands can no longer be regarded as ordinary weapons. They are more like a combination of magic weapons and weapons. If ordinary people hold them in their hands, they can cut iron like clay. They are for those mortals. The weapons prepared by the general.
When these weapons took shape, Ning Tao withdrew his magic power and saw these weapons falling from mid-air, like cutting tofu, easily inserted deep into the ground.
Half a month later, hundreds of thousands of troops were displayed on the grassland. With the sound of drums, the soldiers in front moved forward with firm steps.
A few miles away on the opposite side, countless northern aliens, shaking various weapons in their hands and shouting, began to charge, led by some tall barbarians riding fierce beasts.
Looking down from the sky, we could see the two colors on the ground getting closer and closer. Amid the rapid beat of drums, the soldiers of the Daqian side began to charge.
Tens of breaths later, the two collided fiercely. The two colors, which were originally different colors, suddenly changed at the contact position, with dots of red like plum blossoms blooming.
The whole battlefield was filled with shouts of killing, and countless soldiers fought for their lives. From early morning to noon, corpses were strewn across the fields, ditches were filled with blood, and the cries of mourning were tragic.
The ground was soaked with countless blood and began to become muddy, but the well-trained soldiers would never retreat until they heard the sound of gold.
At this time, a blood-black cloud gradually condensed in the sky, slowly covering the sky.
Ning Tao sat on a high platform behind the hundreds of thousands of troops, his cultivation hidden to the extreme. Thirteen altars stood beside him, forming a strange formation. Each altar had a stick of about 10 feet. long blood red flags.
Ning Tao, who was sitting on the high platform, looked at the blood evil energy gradually gathering in the distance and murmured: "The time has come."
After the words fell, he pinched the magic weapon in his hand, and with a slight sway, he saw billowing blood mist rising into the sky. Thirteen ghosts carried the majestic blood evil and rushed straight into the sky, pouring into the slightly red cloud. In an instant, Dark clouds were billowing over the entire battlefield.
Countless ghosts floating on the battlefield seemed to have been summoned. The souls of the northern tribes and the dead soldiers of the army were all thrown into it, forming another battlefield. Countless soldiers who had become ghosts took up their swords and started fighting fiercely again.
At this moment, among the troops waiting in the rear, a dense drumbeat came, and hundreds of thousands of troops were seen shouting the slogan "Wind, wind, wind..." and marching Neat steps began to move forward.
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