The desolate people who were driven to the cold region of the extreme north by the Tang State thousands of years ago tore up the alliance with the Tang State not to set foot in the grassland for thousands of years, drove away the barbarians on the grassland, and caused the barbarians to continue to move south, invading the border of the Yan State.

Although the barbarians on the grassland are the enemies of the Tang State and the Yan Kingdom, the barren people are the enemies of the other countries.

This is also the reason why all the cultivators should form a coalition army at the distance of Xiling.

The disciples of Mochiyuan in the Great River Country were also the reason why they crossed the Southern Jin Dynasty and re-entered the grassland, but none of them expected that they would see a person on such a large grassland, and he was still a Tang person.

More than a dozen girls and boys followed a specific route and headed forward, but many people's eyes occasionally swept over the carriage behind them, and they were a little indescribably puzzled.

At first, most people thought that the Tang man had suffered, and then the strange discovery seemed that he was not injured, but just sleeping, and then where did he sleep, and he slept like this, and he slept for seven or eight days and nights without waking up.

If it weren't for that extremely light, extremely gentle breathing, I'm afraid that these disciples of the Ink Pond Garden would have to be treated as a dead person.

Yet not dead.

At this time, Zhu Zhihua, who was in the front carriage, was also full of puzzlement, thinking that it was an injury, and the best disciple in the medical skill went to see it, but he still couldn't find it, thinking that it was a cultivator, and even the Lord of Moshan was invited to see it, but it was the sea of qi and the snow mountain was empty, and he was an ordinary person.

So she was a little puzzled, can ordinary people sleep like this, although the young man's aura has not changed, she still sends her disciples to take care of and feed.

It's just that this is still not a policy of equity, after all, the location of the coalition army is about to arrive, and you can't take a person like this.

Ordinary disciples of Mochi Yuan didn't have such worries, but they were just curious about that Tang people, and felt that the young man of the Tang Kingdom was more handsome than that of the Great River Country.

A ride to the mountains, a ride to the water.

The disciples of the Great River Country traveled all the way north and finally arrived at the location of the coalition army.

This is a grassland in Minshan Mountain, Xiling's edict ordered all countries, with the coalition army, but they are all cultivators from all countries, naturally it is impossible to live with the same battalion, each has its own position.

After the disciples of Mochi Yuan resisted a grassland in the Minshan Mountains, they found an excellent location with hot springs.

The Tang boy who had been sleeping all the time was also placed in a camp tent by them.

Su Yu's consciousness has been immersed in the cold and silent void, all the way up and up, and then spread farther away, and he knows more about this world.

Being removed from the meadow, Su Yu still had a hazy feeling, but he still didn't care, because just with the residual residual consciousness under him, as well as his own physical fitness, if someone harmed him, he would be directly bombarded into slag.

After feeling that there was no malice in the people around him, Su Yu didn't care anymore, his strength had already recovered on the way, and even the majestic soul power had improved, but he didn't stop, he wanted to look higher, his consciousness was cold, and it seemed that even time would stand still in the space.

Then a shell was felt, a shell of heartlessness.

A layer of eternal existence, as if it were eternally ancient, this shell enveloped the entire sky and the earth.

In an instant, Su Yu understood what it was, it was Haotian, above Haotian was the Kingdom of God, and above the Kingdom of God was naturally an infinite and distant universe.

Then the world he is in now is like an egg, the yolk is the earth, the danqing is the sky, and the shell is Haotian.

So to open up the world, will he be Pangu?

Su Yu smiled, then he opened his eyes, and then saw your black tent roof.

It seems that it takes years for consciousness to go up from the earth, and it seems to take years to go down from the sky.

It was a relatively simple tent with a simple blanket.

He had changed into a new blue shirt and light robe, the cuffs of the robe had faint white lines, and on his chest, it was embroidered like a small mountain, which seemed to be some kind of sign.

Shaking his head, Su Yu breathed in the fresh air and felt that his body was well taken care of by that group of people.

You have to see who it is, right?

Su Yu smiled, walked out of the tent, and suddenly found that it was a world of ice and snow.

With the support of his junior sister, he stood up with difficulty, and a red blood slowly flowed down the corner of his lips, dripping on the soft snow surface under him, and the temperature in the blood melted a small hole in the snow surface.

Not far in front of her, a monk in plain cloth was standing, holding a rosary and an iron rod in his left hand, looking at her calmly and indifferently.

Zhu Zhihua is the third disciple of Mochi Yuan, and among this group of young boys and girls, she is the most powerful except for the Moshan Lord who came, and the Moshan Lord is obsessed with calligraphy practice, so she was the one who was in charge in the past.

It's just that she didn't expect that when she faced this cloth-clothed monk who wanted to come to snatch the hot springs, she didn't take a single move.

"This hot spring was discovered by us first, and the truth of first come, first come, don't you know!"

Wiping away the congealed blood at the corner of his lips, Zhihua looked coldly at the monk opposite, and asked in a deep voice.

She knew that the Great River Country was small, but she didn't expect that the monks who had passed by this month would bully them to this extent, robbing them of the best camps, and even robbing the hot springs they had stumbled upon.

The cloth-clothed monk's face was indifferent, "I'm here, this is the truth!" ”

Hearing such unreasonable words, Zhu Zhihua's face was even more resentful, and the slender sword hilt hanging from her waist was already tightly held in her hand, as if it was about to come out of the sheath in the next moment.

"This hot spring is what Aunt Qu Ni Ma Di and Princess Lu Chenjia are looking for, if you know each other, then you should get out of the way as soon as possible, otherwise the iron rod in my hand is not an ornament."

The cloth-clothed monk's words did not have any emotion, and he said calmly, his eyes fixed on Zhu Zhihua's wrist, and the iron rod moved slightly.

Obviously, if Zhihua wanted to stop it, he wouldn't be polite.

But where can Zhihua endure this breath, Qu Ni Ma Di, the sister of the lord of the country who has passed the moon wheel, and Lu Chenjia, the nymphomaniac among the three idiots in the world, she naturally knows it clearly, but she just can't bear the anger of being bullied everywhere.

A white light suddenly came out from his waist, and the pouring sword light, accompanied by the cold and slender sword, stabbed at the cloth-clothed monk opposite.

However, when the clothed monk saw such a scene, his eyes were indifferent and did not blink a bit, and when the sword was close, the iron rod suddenly smashed out.

The slender sword collided directly with the heavy iron rod, but the iron rod was still missing, mercilessly smashing into the face of the drunken flower.

The girl and boy next to him screamed in surprise, but it was too late to help.

It was here that a slender sword belonging to the Great River Country, from the camp as if it had been separated from the string, passed directly through the ring on the iron staff, took it out of its hand, and nailed it to the snow.

(End of chapter)