What Chen Xuanzhen said, the contradiction pointed directly at his grandfather Dong Liang, and Dong Ning, the lord of Yuecheng County, was quite embarrassed, but fortunately, Ge Xuanqiao and Chen Xuanzhen did not continue the topic, but sighed and buried their heads, so that Dong Ning would not find an excuse to avoid it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Chen Lie sat there quietly watching the chess, and Chen Hai moved a stone and came aside, without the intention of helping Dong Ning and Chen Qing boil water and make tea.

Chen Hai is rugged, not to mention burly, his cheeks still have a long beard, the old and new scars are vertical and horizontal, and there is a scar that is pulled obliquely from the wing of his nose to his left cheek, which makes him look more and more terrifying; in the eyes of others, Chen Hai is like a demon barbarian, born with divine power, and is an extremely rare martial artist in the army.

In the surprise attack on Chishan, Chen Hai made miraculous achievements, giving people the impression that he was more like a desperate gambler; if he was a wise general who could plan and calculate, he would never rashly take sixty or seventy men to block the way of nearly 20,000 defeated troops when the overall situation had already been decided.

Dong Ning felt that Chen Hai gave her a very strange feeling, and his discussion just now pointed directly to the root cause of the troubles of the homeless people, looking at Ge Laozu's expression, he didn't seem to expect it to be so profound, could he really equate Chen Hai with those unscrupulous gamblers who had the courage to be brave?

Tu Ziji took Su Ziling's three daughters and quickly cut down three thunder peach hearts with the thickness of Chen Hai's waist from the peach forest, which were seven or eight meters high, and dragged them out of the forest with an uproar.

The mahogany wood was extremely hard, and the heart of the wood still exuded the scorching aura left after the thunder, but under the sword light destroyed by Tu Ziji and the others, it quickly turned into a pile of firewood and placed it next to the red clay stove for later use.

After the firewood made of peach heart wood is lit, the fireworks look unusual, and with such an ordinary flame, there is no way to boil the spiritual spring water stored in the Swallowing River Pot, and the heat cannot even penetrate into the Swallowing River Pot.

Now is the time to test Tu Ziji's cultivation, they need to destroy their true yuan, maintain the peach heart wood fireworks in the state of green heart flames, and the spiritual spring water in the swallowing river pot will be slowly heated.

After the work of the two incense sticks, Dong Ning, the lord of Yuecheng County, and others were tired enough, and the hot steam of the swallowing river pot came out.

After the water boiled, Chen Xuanzhen took out several jade bowls and dozens of sealed copper pots from the sleeves of his robe, and handed them to Tu Ziji to serve tea to everyone.

Chen Hai also took a bowl, and saw that there were four pieces of tea in the azure jade bowl dancing like a sparrow, which was very good-looking, but he couldn't help but slander in his heart, and it was too stingy to put four small pieces of tea in a bowl of tea.

Chen Hai took a sip, his mouth was sweet, the tea was a good tea, and then he felt a trace of warmth disperse into the spiritual veins, turning into an incomparably pure true yuan and pouring into the spiritual sea secret palace.

This bowl of spiritual tea can directly replenish the true element?

At that time, many elixirs in the world were to nourish the essence of the hundred bones, but Chen Hai had never heard of an elixir in the Taiwei Sect that could directly supplement the consumption of the true yuan mana, and the true yuan mana was still fused with the pure yang essence of the hundred bones and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After drinking a cup of spiritual tea, even four pieces of tea were chewed into his stomach, and Chen Hai felt that the true yuan in the spiritual sea had recovered about one-tenth.

Looking at the jade bowl in front of Ge Xuanqiao and Chen Xuanzhen, there were no more pieces of spiritual tea, Chen Hai thought to himself that this kind of spiritual tea was really rare, but if it could only supplement this true element, it would have no special significance, but it was just a mouthful of relish, and it was sweet for a long time, it was really a rare and excellent tea.

Next, Tu Ziji changed more than a dozen kinds of spiritual teas and brewed them one by one for everyone to taste.

Each kind of spiritual tea has a variety of different miraculous effects, and Ge Xuanqiao praised it and said: "Crazy old man, you have been comprehending the remnants of the spring breeze and rain recipe for half your life, but you are used to grow tea, I used to underestimate you, I have drunk these bowls of tea soup, it seems that you still have some attainments in planting tea!"

Listening to Ge Xuanqiao say that these spiritual teas were all planted by Chen Xuanzhen himself, and then thinking about Chen Xuanzhen's magical power just now, which was destroying the yang qi and peach blossoms blooming in the cold snow, I secretly felt that the spiritual tea that could supplement the consumption of true yuan mana should also be Chen Xuanzhen's use of the unique Xuan Gong of Spring Breeze and Spring Rain Recipe to destroy and plant.

In this way, this kind of spiritual tea can only be tasted, don't think about being able to refine the True Yuan Pill on a large scale.

Chen Xuanzhen didn't care what Xiao Jiujiu was playing in Chen Hai's heart, he could hear Ge Xuanqiao secretly praising and belittled, and asked-for-tat: "Ge Laodao, you hide in Taiwei Mountain and don't show your head, what do you have fun with?"

"The situation is like this, what can I do with the old turtle?" Ge Xuanqiao laughed self-deprecatingly.

Chen Hai thought in his heart, if Yanzhou really had an entrance and exit to connect the Blood Cloud Wasteland, I don't know if Ge and Chen would still be so passive and helpless after they found out? As far as the current predicament facing Yanzhou is concerned, Chen Hai really can't imagine what kind of situation it is like for the Rakshasa alien race to pour into Yanzhou through the Blood Cloud Wasteland, but this matter involves the biggest and least unknown secret on his body, and he doesn't think that it will be of any use to tell the secret of the Blood Cloud Wasteland at this time, so he just watched the chess game in silence.

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Ge Xuanqiao and Chen Xuanzhen played chess for three days and three nights, and Chen Hai and they stayed with them on the Taolin River Beach for three days and three nights, and they spent the New Year Festival of the seventy-second year of Emperor Yitian.

Three days later, Chen Xuanzhen stepped on the flute and left, and the peach blossoms on the beach of the Qiuye River were grateful.

Ge Xuanqiao returned to Meiwu Fort with a heart full of sorrow, this chess game involved too many current situations, too many people were involved, and the joy of the old people getting together was diluted; Chen Hai could see that his uncle Chen Lie, who accompanied Ge Xuanqiao to Meiwu Fort, also looked depressed.

And Chen Hai, Tu Ziji, Dong Ning, and Chen Qing did not leave for three days, and they did not leave, but when watching chess, they listened to Ge Xuanqiao and Chen Xuanzhen talk about the Tao of the Tao, but what they gained a lot.

The New Year has passed quietly, Tu Ziji wants to return to Qintong to garrison, Dong Ning and Chen Qing want to go back to the school palace building directly to prepare for the selection, Chen Hai stands in front of the peach forest where the peach blossoms are gone, and it seems that he can still feel a wisp of green and gloomy air hovering in the peach forest.

Chen Hai was still shallow when he stepped into the door of Xuan Xiu, and he couldn't see what the true meaning of Chen Xuanzhen had mastered, but from the green and depressed qi that emanated from his gestures, he felt the vigorous vitality, and the green and depressed qi also involved the occurrence of the earth's leyline yang qi, which was really mysterious.

What the Blood Cloud Wasteland lacks is this kind of vitality, so that only moss plants grow in the dark caves, but it is a pity that the sect's mystical method is divided into nine grades, and the Dao Dharma mysteries above the middle three grades are no longer taught by the disciples of the true transmission and descendants.

Even if there is a similar mystical supernatural power teaching in the Taiwei Sect, Chen Hai needs to worship under a certain Dao Dan Realm powerhouse before he has a chance to learn it. Even if Chen Hai had the qualifications to become a true lineage, he didn't want to worship others, so it was better to wait for his uncle Chen Lie to become a true disciple of the Taiwei Sect after he cultivated the Dao Dan.

Chen Hai thought about it for a while, then left the Taolin River Beach and walked towards the Grange.

Ge Xuanqiao and Chen Xuanzhen, the two strong men, were happy in the peach forest on the river beach, and Chen Hai was not worried about what chaos the displaced people in the north could make, and when he returned to the grange, he wanted to find Ge Tong and Wu Meng to see what happened to the displaced people in the past three days.

Chen Haigang walked into the courtyard, but saw that Qi Hanjiang and other Kou slave soldiers were in the courtyard in front, surrounding the barbarian slave beside Chai Rong, and he didn't know what to do.

Chen Hai saved Chai Rong from having no face to regret it, this was because he had already let this barbarian slave run to the grange by himself to pay off the debts he owed.

Chen Hai wasted his martial arts and rebuilt, and it was extremely difficult to break through the main qi vein to cultivate into a spiritual vein, so that for a period of time, the essence of the hundred bones was extremely vigorous, which stimulated the redevelopment and growth of bones, muscles and flesh, so his size was more than half a head taller than Wu Meng, but this demon was even a head taller than Chen Hai at this time, standing in the courtyard like an iron tower.

The barbarian slave has a frank chest and exposed breasts, his face is covered with fine light golden fluff, but below the neck is covered with fine scales that can block swords and arrows, and the ugly face and body of the barbarian slave are crisscrossed with hideous scars, I don't know how many cruel bloody battles he experienced before being captured as a slave.

The demon barbarian is rumored to be the descendant of the cross between the ancient giant demon and the barbarian, and the body and face have obvious ancestral characteristics, which are regarded as alien by humans, and have been threatening the safety of the northern border of Yanjin Prefectures for many years.

The barbarian slave in front of him had an ugly appearance, big eyes like copper bells were bloodshot, a short nose and huge nostrils, and thick lips turned up, looking a little like a fierce male lion, and the muscles like iron contained unspeakable terrifying power.

The demon barbarians are almost all born with divine power, they are invincible brave generals on the battlefield, and the demon barbarians invaded the south, so that the northern garrison of the Great Yan Empire suffered enough - in order to prevent the demon barbarians from invading Taiwei Mountain on a large scale after the wind and snow melt after the year, the Wuwei army had to temporarily suppress the fierce contradiction with the Hexiang army before the earth warmed up.

It is also because almost all demons are born with divine power, but they are brave on the battlefield, so Chen Hai deliberately made people mistakenly think that he was only born with divine power, so as to eliminate the vigilance of others.

"Master, this is the barbarian slave you won back, standing in this courtyard for two days, seeing him like this, people are still panicked, can you ensure that he doesn't make a mess for the master?"

"Are you an iron slave, can you speak Yan?" asked Chen Hai.

This continent is vast, and all the ethnic groups in all states have their own language families, but there are also ancient characters and ancient languages that have been handed down from ancient times, which are common to all ethnic groups in all states.

"The Iron Slave has seen his master!" said the barbarian slave bluntly, also showing that he could speak Yan language.

Just look at the barbarian slave like a tank, and then look at the scars on his body, he must have been a battle-hardened barbarian general before he was arrested, Chen Hai has not tried how strong the barbarian slave is, but he can be sure that Wu Meng is not the opponent of the barbarian slave, if he can cultivate martial arts again, he may be able to have the strength to compete head-on with the powerhouse of the Ming Realm!