Xu Yuan once again felt the persecution of the soul-condensing powerhouses in this world.
He couldn't see clearly, not at all.
The sky in the extremely dark place is pitch black without any light, accompanied by falling snow. As a soul-condensing expert, Xu Yuan cannot see the sky several miles away even if he uses the Blood Yuan Xin Falling Technique.
Thinking back to the time when he was transformed into a mortal state, he felt that everything was fully realized
well!
He sighed softly in his heart, but Xu Yuan could guess what the chest-wrapped princess next to him was looking at from the general direction of his sight.
Chi Kuang.
No matter how awesome you were in life, you will be dead in death. After hanging in the sky for so long, you should fall down.
While thinking, Xu Yuan looked at Li Qingyan and confirmed:
"Did Chi Kuang fall?"
Li Qingyan looked back and nodded slightly:
"Yes, I have to go there."
Xu Yuan looked at her pale face:
"Can your current injury heal?"
Ancient books record that the saint is immortal even after his death, and his majesty remains for a long time.
When he was still a powerful man who transformed from mortal life, the reason why he let the body of the Barbarian King hang in the sky was because he was worried that the other party had done something to his body before he died.
Thousands of years ago, Luo Xiran and several saints in the underground palace used their lives as bait to plot against each other. Xu Yuanke is still vivid in his mind.
Of course, Chi Kuang, who had just become a saint, might not necessarily have Luo Xiran's methods.
But don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.
Anyway, the chance of life is gone, just wait and see, why take the risk?
Although Chi Kuang's body hanging in the sky has fallen down, many things are uncertain.
Thinking about it, Xu Yuan glanced at the direction of the garrison in the city and whispered:
"Qing Yan, if possible, you'd better let the stronger ones in the army go first."
Halfway through his words, when he saw the look on Li Qingyan's face, Xu Yuan sighed and stopped talking.
According to absolute rationality, it is the most rational choice to let her subordinates go and lie down first, but with her "charging with me" temperament on the battlefield, she would probably not agree.
However, this is probably one of the reasons why Li Qingyan has such high prestige in the military.
As a nobleman of Tianhuang, he takes the lead on the battlefield and takes the lives of these humble people like them. Who of these generals will not fight to the death?
Li Qingyan smiled softly and said:
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Xu Yuan's eyes flashed. He really would not take any risks unless necessary. He suggested again:
"By the way, you just said that Marquis Wu Cheng is going south soon. How about waiting for him to come back before we deal with it?"
"you sure?"
"Um?"
"If you wait for Uncle Mu to come back, everything on the Barbarian King may be confiscated by him~" Li Qingyan's attractive waist was light and as graceful as a butterfly.
Xu Yuan licked his lips with a strange look in his eyes:
"That's not the case. Marquis Wu Cheng is also a well-known Great Flame War God. It's too cheap to do such a thing."
Li Qingyan thought for a while: "Changtian, do you know what the first lesson Uncle Mu taught me when I was a child?"
Xu Yuan had an ominous premonition: "What?"
Li Qingyan rubbed the Xumi Ring on his fingertips and imitated Mu Zhenbei's tone:
"Why should I return something that I "borrowed" based on my ability?!"
"."Xu Yuan.
broken
"Qingyan, my twenty boxes of energy pills"
"Look at how stingy you are."
Li Qingyan couldn't help laughing when he saw Xu Yuan's constipated expression. The sparkling smile in his eyes seemed to be filled with stars:
"Don't worry, Uncle Mu is Uncle Mu, and this palace is my palace."
Saying,
Li Qingyan jumped up and landed on the tall courtyard wall:
"Changtian, your cultivation is too weak now, just wait here for me."
After that, her figure flashed and disappeared directly from Xu Yuan's sight.
The courtyard is quiet and the falling snow makes no sound.
Xu Yuan was standing in the courtyard in a daze.
suddenly,
A beautiful figure cautiously poked her head out of the door, stared at the man in torn bloody clothes for a few breaths, and suddenly called out in a low voice:
"Sir, have you recovered your human body?"
"."
The sudden sound made Xu Yuan tremble unconsciously.
Come back, everything is back, and the grand master can come and go without a trace in front of him, a powerful soul condensing man.
Looking back with a calm expression, Xu Yuan looked at Bai Muxi.
Bai Muxi changed out of the purple silk robe and skirt she wore in the underground palace, wearing a peach pink plain brocade blouse, a pearl white lake crepe skirt, and a white velvet brocade fur, with a wide pearl white ribbon lightly tied up in black and elegant Her waist-length hair is like a delicate lotus flower.
It fits the outfit of a tea-flavored doormat.
"Well, why are you here?"
Bai Muxi's eyes flashed, and she walked out from behind the door. Her dark pupils rolled around, and after confirming that Li Qingyan had left, she said softly:
"I sensed the scent of you coming out of seclusion, so I wanted to come over and see you."
Xu Yuan took a deep look at her and smiled without hesitation:
"Do you want to come to me to fulfill your promise?"
Bai Muxi's bright eyes flashed, and she nodded slightly nervously:
"Um"
"Don't be nervous, this is a deal between us."
Xu Yuan took a long breath and raised his fingers: "Follow me into the house."
"." Bai Muxi was silent for a moment, pursed her lips, and followed him obediently.
Walking into the wing room in the courtyard again, Xu Yuan walked to the stone collapse and sat down, while Bai Muxi stood in the middle of the room awkwardly.
She felt like she was a little impatient.
But when they came out, there were still some remaining ghosts in the underground palace. She couldn't let go of the terrifying white ghosts deep in the underground palace that were so terrifying that they were simply unmatchable.
However, the young master in front of her seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and his voice was very calm:
"With your intelligence, Mu Xi, you should be able to tell that the forces behind Qing Yan and I are at odds with each other. Our current cooperation can be said to be a compromise between our common aspirations."
Bai Muxi's delicate body trembled slightly, her skirt fell to the ground, and she knelt directly on the ground, lowering her head:
"Mu Xi is anxious."
"Ah"
Xu Yuan chuckled lightly. He could tell what Bai Muxi was thinking.
She wanted to save the 400,000 people in the underground palace with the help of the Beifeng army that was annihilating the barbarians here.
But the question is, if the Beifeng Army rescues him, will the good seedlings who built the military formation in the underground palace be named Xu or Li?
This is a very real problem.
In the midst of his thoughts, Xu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the Grand Master who was kneeling before him, the soul condensing powerhouse, and said in a very soft voice:
"Keep your head up."
Bai Muxi slowly raised her head, her jade-like skin not stained by dust, but with a hint of uneasiness:
"Son."
Xu Yuan bowed slightly, propped up his knees, clasped his hands together, and smiled:
"I'm very satisfied that you came to me first about this matter."
His father gave him the authority to access the internal reference of the Prime Minister's Mansion at will, so Xu Yuan knew one thing very well. The productivity supply of cultivators in this world is greater than the demand - because the top-level building controls the number of cultivators. to maintain the stability of governance.
Of course, there are also reasons why there are so few people who can practice.
The ratio of people able to practice in the Great Yan Dynasty to the total population was probably hundreds or even thousands to one.
Such a sharp pyramid structure prevents all forces from actively spending a lot of manpower and material resources to investigate and recruit disciples.
But the underground palace is different.
There are 7,000 ready-made cultivators out of the 370,000 people in the Underground Palace, and these 7,000 cultivators are basically seventh-grade bone-tempering cultivators.
This is a scary number.
Because most of the source energy in the underground palace has been transformed into the source of life by the black death carpet of the White Walkers, in a place where such materials and source energy are extremely scarce, they can still cultivate to the seventh level.
Therefore, as long as you manage enough supplies, you can quickly become a combatable soldier through systematic training.
and,
According to Bai Muxi, a quarter of the people of the Underground Palace have cultivation qualifications. Even if this proportion is concealed and inflated, it still amounts to nearly 100,000 reserve soldiers.
But there was another thing that moved Xu Yuan's heart the most.
That is the mentality of the people in this underground palace. The lack of information has caused the underground palace to form an almost blind worship of theocratic authority.
Theocratic worship is bad, but it also represents absolute loyalty.
If used properly, they can be even more fanatical and loyal than the systematically brainwashed Black Scales!
With the support of a large force with a complete closed-loop system, it may only take a few years for these people to transform into an army of fanatical believers.
Now that the strange ghosts in the underground palace have been eliminated, how many people in the world can not be tempted by such huge benefits with almost no risks?
With the temperament of the breast-wrapped princess, she would not take the initiative to intervene, but if Bai Muxi went directly to Wu Chenghou
Encountered something like this with low investment and high return.
The Marquis would most likely thank nature for the gift, and then eat up everything in the dead underground palace.
Thinking of this,
The blood gleaming from Xu Yuan's eyes was even stronger. His eyes staring at Bai Muxi became colder, and he smiled softly:
"I am not an unkind person. If you are really worried about your people, I can give you another choice.
"Do you want to hear this option?"
"."
Bai Muxi shrank her neck when she heard this.
Although the blood-clothed young master in front of her was only in the realm of soul condensation, she could clearly see the way he followed him in the underground palace and the method of seriously injuring the saint.
The weird methods, the broad vision, and the source of intelligence that seems to be able to predict everything.
If she says she wants to hear it.
Thinking of this, Xiaobai shook his head like a rattle:
"I don't want to."
Seeing this, Xu Yuan smiled casually, stood up, walked up to Xiao Bai with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and said in a soft voice with a hint of blame:
"You told me what you were doing when you were kneeling. You told me that I don't need these etiquettes."
Saying that, Xu Yuan pulled Bai Muxi up with a smile in his narrow eyes:
"Actually, you can listen to it. Although I hate betrayal, after all, we are also in trouble."
As he spoke, he held her delicate, boneless fingers and rubbed them carefully:
"Mu Xi, you know that I am not a devil. Even if you betray me and send people to slaughter the underground palace, I will never be able to do it."
"."
Bai Muxi's delicate body trembled slightly, her jade legs under her skirt softened, and she immediately knelt down again.
Xu Yuan wanted to hold him back, but he couldn't.
The strength of the Grand Master was not comparable to that of a soul-condensing powerhouse, and she almost fell to the ground when she staggered.
Bai Muxi knelt down on the ground, and her fair forehead hit the ground with a "dong" sound. Her voice was trembling but quick:
"Young Master, Mu Xi and the people of the Underground Palace will have the same intention to accept the Young Master's kindness and receive the Young Master's things in this life."
Xu Yuan stood there, looking at Xiaobai who was like a quail under him.
After reaching the surface, Bai Muxi naturally had more choices, especially when almost all the ghosts in the underground palace were wiped out, he needed to beat the opponent.
"well"
A sigh sounded in Xu Yuan's heart. Luo Xiran looked at everything outside in the Blood God Stone: "Kid, if this underground palace woman really betrays you, will you really send people to slaughter the underground palace?"
Xu Yuan's eyes froze and he thought seriously for a moment, then he replied softly in his heart:
"No, I can't give the order to kill innocent people for profit yet."
But after a moment of pause, he whispered again:
"But I will tell this information to my father and the others."
Inform this information to Lou Ji, the senior executive of the Prime Minister's Office, and those Wolf Slayers.
As for what the old aunt Lou Ji will do.
The fate of Li Erzhu, who had been following Zhou Xiaohe, and the innocent people who knew his identity are very telling.
Going around in circles, the result is the same.
It's just that this order will be issued directly by Lou Ji, Zong Qingsheng, or his father.
The high-ranking officials of the Prime Minister's Office will not allow betrayal, nor will they allow such huge interests to be used against the enemy.
Luo Xiran was silent for a while, and Wanran's voice was a little sad:
"You're such a hypocrite, little brat."
“It’s shameful to deceive yourself, but at least you can masturbate.”
Xu Yuan chuckled and said:
"But with your character, Xiran, you don't reject this approach?"
"Exclusion?"
Luo Xiran murmured, with a hint of complexity in his tone: "This kind of thing happened too many times in the White Walker Tribulation thousands of years ago. My naivety back then caused many people to die, so although I don't approve of this approach, But it’s understandable.
"For those who cannot be used by me, those who have evil intentions, and those who betray, death is their best outcome."
Xu Yuan heard some stories from the older sister's voice and whispered:
"It seems, Xiran, you were severely beaten by reality?"
"Those who hold heavy weapons should protect the weak." Luo Xiran took it for granted, and then said with helplessness in his tone: "It's a pity that most people, after holding heavy weapons, will swing their swords at the weak. I don't have the ability to change it."
Xu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, he shook his head gently and said in his heart:
"The idea is good, but it is basically impossible to completely realize this thing. No, it is completely impossible. At best, it can only be relatively realized."
Luo Xiran snorted coldly:
"Of course I know this, I don't need you brat to remind me."
Xu Yuan sighed leisurely:
"That's not what I meant. I have a sister-in-law."
"Tsk, you kid"
"I didn't say anything about you, don't be narcissistic."
"." Luo Xiran.
Xu Yuan considered his words:
"I have a foster sister who has a brain similar to yours back then. When you return to the capital, why don't you stay with her for a while and teach her?"
Luo Xiran felt that this kid was scolding her, so he said simply:
"I don't accept disciples."
The attributes of his foster sister Dora Yao came to Xu Yuan's mind, and he said with ridicule:
"You? If you accept her as your disciple, won't it mess up our hierarchy?"
"." Luo Xiran.
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