As the name suggests, the entire plain looks like a huge horse's head from a high altitude, and the endless plain covers a radius of millions of miles. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Mashou Plain is like spring all year round, the climate is pleasant, and the large and small nomadic tribes are all over it, and in order to compete for pasture, the tribes often fight with each other.

There is no kingdom in the plains, mainly major tribes, some tribes are brave and good at fighting, subduing a large number of small tribes, thus forming a huge force, some tribes are very kind, preferring to inhabit the edge of the plain, just to stay away from war, some tribes are good at raising horses and taming horses, some tribes are born archers, and some tribes are famous for winemaking.

The Mashou Plain is huge, there are countless tribes, no matter what tribe, as long as the herdsmen living in this grassland, they will regard Cangming Temple as a holy place.

The Fudo Ming King enshrined in Cangming Temple is the deity in the hearts of these herdsmen.

At the junction of the Mashou Plain and the Tengyun Mountains, there is a big river, called the Wangjun River, the legend says that the Wangjun River divided a pair of lovers, the man crossed the river to fight on the battlefield, and the woman stayed on the other side, waiting for many years, but could not wait for the return of the sweetheart.

The beautiful legend has been sung for many years along with the turbulent river, and near this Wangjun River, there is the Junhe tribe.

The Junhe tribe is good at winemaking, and the Junhe wine it brews is very famous in the Mashou Plain, and there is a saying that "a bowl of Junhe wine, three days without crossing the river", which means that after drinking a bowl of Junhe wine, you can't wake up within three days, and you can't cross the river.

"Sure enough, it's good wine!"

In a felt tent in the Junhe tribe, a young man in a loose robe held a wine bowl in admiration, and the old man with the highest prestige in the Junhe tribe sat opposite, looking at this distinguished guest with a smile.

The young man who was a guest of the Junhe tribe was Xu Yan who passed through this place.

It's just a mortal tribe, Xu Yan didn't come to ask for a glass of wine, but the strange thing that happened in the Purple Mansion made him have to stop and fall in this tribe to check out.

Although the ripple-like sea of divine consciousness under Yuanying's feet could not be formed, there was a change when Yuanying's spiritual power was restored to its peak.

The sea of divine consciousness in the rippling state fluctuated violently, like a boiling sea, the outline of Zifu Mountain showed signs of collapse, and the invisible prohibition in the body appeared to converge, so shocked that Xu Yan thought that his purple mansion was about to collapse.

If the Purple Mansion is broken, the Yuan Infant will lose its shelter, as a monk, the end of the Purple Mansion is death, unless the Yuan Infant is separated from the body, maybe the Yuan Infant can be saved, otherwise he will definitely die.

On the way to Cangming Temple, Xu Yan did nothing but sit cross-legged to recover his spiritual power, and no enemies appeared.

After stabilizing his mind, Xu Yan looked inwardly at the Purple Mansion.

He found that as his Yuan Infant restored his spiritual power to its peak, on the opposite side of Yuan Ying, the vague outline that had appeared before actually resurfaced, this silhouette was the same size as Yuan Ying, and under careful perception, it was exactly the same as the shape of Yuan Ying.

"Sure enough, it's the second baby!"

The appearance of the second primordial infant made Xu Yan surprised and delighted, the transparent shadow that appeared during the retreat in Tengyun Mountain was indeed caused by the second primordial infant.

The Yuanying realm of the true martial arts world is divided into three types: the early, middle and late stages, the early Yuanying is the infant who knows the sea and the purple mansion into a mountain, and cultivates the real Yuanying body, and the middle and late stages of the Yuanying will successively cultivate two Yuanying, and when the three Yuanying gather, they can break through the gods.

With the breakdown of the Purple Mansion ban, Xu Yan is equivalent to breaking free of the first shackle, although the physical ban is still there, his true cultivation has begun to show.

The restoration of the realm is a good thing, but unfortunately it is not the time.

The prohibition in the body seals Xu Yan's entire body, and at most he can use the spiritual power of the peak of Jindan, but once the second yuan infant is formed, it will usher in a realm ascension, and his cultivation will increase dramatically.

For others, the strength has skyrocketed, which is a great thing, but for Xu Yan, it is a nightmare.

His current state is like a balloon blown to the limit, and the prohibition of the balloon itself needs to be completely destroyed before it can manifest itself, and once the realm is raised at this time, it is equivalent to several times more gas, and the balloon will have to be burst at that time.

The ban can be destroyed, stripped off, and even refined, but it can't be broken, once it is broken, Xu Yan will also have to be shattered, and he will have to die a tragic death at that time.

Sensing the appearance of the second primordial infant, Xu Yan immediately fell to the ground, which happened to be the bank of the Wangjun River.

In order to delay the formation of the second primordial infant, Xu Yan began to cast spells at any cost, so the nearby Junhe tribe was almost frightened to migrate.

Later, the old man with the highest prestige came to Xu Yan tremblingly, calling himself an immortal family, and he couldn't bow down, which calmed the anger of this young immortal family, in fact, Xu Yan's spiritual power was almost consumed by himself.

As long as the spiritual power is insufficient, the second yuan baby will not really appear, Xu Yan has no choice but to waste some spiritual power from time to time and temporarily live in the Junhe tribe.

In the past three days, Xu Yan confirmed that the trouble in his Purple Mansion was indeed caused by the second yuan baby.

When he arrived at the Mashou Plain, it was not far from Cangming Temple, and on this trip to Cangming Temple, Xu Yan made up his mind to completely refine the ban with the geocentric essence fire, otherwise once the second yuan infant condensed out, it would be when the purple mansion exploded.

Outside the felt tent, the Wangjun River is rippling, and some women stand barefoot on rafts, carrying water in wooden buckets, picking only the water near the center of the river.

"For winemaking?" Xu Yan asked.

"The big river has a spirit, and the heart of the river is called spiritual water by us, and only with spiritual water can we make the purest Junhe wine, and the person who draws the water must be a virgin. The old man replied respectfully, the wind, fire, thunder and lightning that came out of the hands of the young man in front of him three days ago are still fresh in his memory.

Although Junhe wine has no aura, but the taste is extremely mellow, Xu Yan has drunk a lot of spirit wine, but Junhe wine is the most unique, as long as you add some spirit grass to remix, it can become a unique spirit wine.

"Take out all the Junhe wine of your tribe, I want it. As he spoke, Xu Yan threw out dozens of lower-grade spirit stones, and the old man on the opposite side didn't know why before, but after looking at the small stones for a long time, he was suddenly overjoyed.

The old man had seen the spirit stone, and in the largest and only Mashou City in the Mashou Plain, he knew that a small stone of this kind could be exchanged for hundreds of cattle and sheep!

The old man's face was like a blooming flower, and the old man smiled childishly, and ordered the people to bring all the Junhe wine, and watched a jar of wine disappear in the young man's hand.

Putting away the full five hundred jars of Junhe wine, Xu Yan nodded with satisfaction, and fell on a middle-aged woman on the bamboo raft in the center of the river, and said, "A virgin with gray hair?"

"Bitter person, her heart has been taken away...... the old man sighed, shook his head, and his face was full of regret.