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Gently drinking the hot water in the iron cup, Yin Changge couldn't help squinting slightly, he turned his head to look at the crowded people in the house, a faint sadness and grief spread in it, he slowly shook his head and didn't say anything, just took a sip of hot water, but his face couldn't help but stiffen, pinching the ears of the iron cup, his face was gloomy: "Ferryman, you really have to die." ”

If the old Taoist priest I saw in the imperial city last time called himself a ferryman, let Yin Changge just think that the cult hidden in the imperial city was a small organization that couldn't make a big splash, and he didn't pay attention to it. Then the current Yin Changge is already the so-called ferryman, and he is thinking about any scenes related to the ferryman.

However, how to turn over the memories in his mind, Yin Changge still only understands the old Taoist priests outside the Forbidden Imperial City that evening, as well as the eight or nine dry old monks tonight. But Yin Changge didn't think that this so-called ferryman was just that, and even thinking about the hideous three faces, as well as the ghost fire held in the six arms, burning greenly, he couldn't help but clench his fists slightly, and the power of qi and blood in his body, which had gradually revealed a bit of majestic power, also began to operate.

That three-faced, six-armed evil Buddha, although there was not much obstacle to Yin Changge, even after Yin Changge's unparalleled dance, the last sword was broken, which seemed to be very easy, but no one understood a kind of pressure that only he could feel in his heart.

"Mental deterrence? Sure enough, it was the means of the Shakti monks. ”

Squinting slightly, Yin Changge's mind was still echoing with those eyes with compassion, at that time, if it weren't for the power of the three doppelganger generals who had been blessed on his body, I am afraid that he would have been directly infected by the compassion in it, and he would have knelt down on the spot to receive the so-called great wisdom empowerment of the three-faced and six-armed evil Buddha.

Turning his head to look at the pouring rain outside the window, Yin Changge seemed to see the time when the emperor was in the hegemony, a moment when everything was immersed in the heavy rain. Taking a slow breath, he looked fixedly at the knights who were all roasting on fire in front of him, and looked silent, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he comforted: "It's getting late, take your turn to rest, tomorrow we will have to hurry with our feet." ”

"Understood."

The dozen or so knights also sighed, nodded to each other and tacitly divided a few people on duty, they were already familiar with the life of the battle formation, naturally there was no need to say more, immediately four knights stood up with long swords, two of them lit the torches and went out of the door, while the other two stood behind the door and guarded carefully.

Although it is pouring rain outside, standing under the eaves can also cover it, after all, it is the life-and-death struggle that just happened, the wooden pile poured with fish oil in the East China Sea in the courtyard still has the smell of fireworks, with the heavy rain and strong wind, the black charcoal ash can't help but disperse, and there are a lot of faint red rays still insisting on lighting up.

The fish oil of the East China Sea is claimed to be the oil of the shark people of the East China Sea, and it is said that it will not be destroyed for thousands of years. But everyone also understands in their hearts that this is just fish oil from a big fish, and the real shark people in the East China Sea have disappeared thousands of years ago, either migrated, or killed by the small countries on the islands of the East China Sea for the precious shark oil.

"However, it seems that a lot has changed."

Sitting cross-legged on the shabby futon, the corners of Yin Changge's mouth slowly curled up a smile, and the fiery power of qi and blood emanated in his body, with the violent internal force of the emperor's hegemony, a wonderful and stable rotation was formed in his lower abdominal dantian, especially the power of qi and blood that was originally overflowing, and it produced a kind of balance.

Yin Changge clenched his fists slightly, he closed his eyes as if he was contemplating and pretending to sleep, but the corners of his mouth that had been upturned already explained the joy in his heart. However, recalling the battle just now, as well as the few knights who died because of it, his face instantly became gloomy, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the pouring rain outside the window, and the faint gold couldn't help but flicker in his eyes.

"White Tower?"

A pagoda with a pale white is still erected in the heavy rain, although the rain is strong and windy, but the faint golden light in Yin Changge's eyes, and the more and more clear "delusion", looking at the mottled white pagoda, he can't help but squint his eyes slightly, and can't help but say slowly: "It's still the so-called, Ferry Temple." ”

Taking a deep breath, the heart was also beating slowly, like a big drum, "knocking" through the inner abdomen, and the five-clawed golden dragon of luck flipped in it, which made the flowing blood, as well as the power of qi and blood and internal force of the whole body, with a majestic majesty, even the majestic rain outside, as if because of the beating of Yin Changge's heart, there was a change.

The knights who were pretending to sleep around them also slowly opened their eyes, with a look of surprise and envy in their eyes, because they had already noticed a change when they looked at Yin Changge. It was a physical ascension, and it was different from the physical realm, a wonderful change that was faintly moving towards a qualitative change.

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If you want to advance to the upper realm in the world, you have to cultivate hard. Whether it is the martial arts, Taoism, or the Buddha, they all need to endure loneliness and tenacity to cultivate, whether it is the body of the martial arts, the practice of Taoism, or the practice of meditation of the Buddha, it is a kind of strict foundation, as long as the first hurdle on the path of cultivation is crossed, then it is already a statement, and it has begun to take a step towards that higher level.

No one would doubt how strong their own strength was when they cultivated to the top. Because there are not many relics on this continent, they all fully show that the individual strength has reached the top, even if it is any matter in this world, it can no longer be stopped, including even the wonderful concept of space.

Just by virtue of the northern wild state of the Great Yin Dynasty, and the endless desert Gobi in the north, there are many famous legends. Whether it is the powerful martial saint who single-handedly smashed a few mountain peaks, or the mysterious earth immortal who turned over countless earths, or the world-honored one with immeasurable merits, they are all famous events recorded in history, and even these places still exist for future generations to worship, not just simple legends.

If you really talk about the most famous legend, that is, the legend that the northern wild state and the northern tribes are the most famous, even a three-year-old child can mumble a few words, but it is the Nine Heavens Goddess who once led the human race to glory, crushed the hundred races, and finally became the most powerful race in the world!

It is rumored that at the end of the ancient flood and famine, the goddess of the Nine Heavens held a golden sword to fight the demon god of destruction, and the war did not take long, the earth collapsed, and the lakes and rivers flowed turbulently, and finally cut off the three souls and seven spirits of the demon god of destruction, sealed with peerless divine power, and finally let the entire human race completely rise in this world and become the most powerful race now. However, the golden sword, the artifact held by the Nine Heavens Goddess, was also turned into nine fragments and left in all directions due to the decisive counterattack of the Demon God of the World, and because the Nine Heavens Goddess fell into a deep sleep due to exhaustion, there was no more news.

And one of the nine fragments also fell straight into the border of the northern wild state, as well as the land between the Great Moon Kingdom and several tribes. Among them, because of the huge power spread and exploded, it formed the broken gold mountain that suddenly rises in the vast grassland and desert, and the Shenwei Lake that is sucking countless cattle and sheep grasslands.

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"Whew, Northern Yezhou."

After squinting slightly and thinking for a while, Yin Changge also slowly closed his eyes, ignoring the loud pouring rain around him, he just let himself sleep slightly for a while. Now that he has officially become a martial artist, he can recover most of his physical strength and energy after a little squint, but without the horse for transportation, there is no doubt that he needs excellent physical strength.

But Yin Changge's mind also involuntarily appeared a face, the imperial uncle who was about the same as his father, Emperor Yin Shizun, and King Wude who was ordered to guard the northern frontier. When he was a child, he had a good impression of this imperial uncle, and he still remembered that every time he came back to Zhongjing, he would bring a lot of sweets and snacks, but as he grew older, this kind of love gradually disappeared, but he also remembered it.