In the early morning, the sunlight penetrated through the horizontal and vertical barriers, through the window bars carved with ancient mythical beasts, and was sifted into a mottled mixture of pale yellow and gray and black by the hollowed-out fine flower curtains, and fell on Xiang Mo's forehead, as if some mysterious words.

Xiang Mo jumped off the bed, somersaulted out of thin air, came to the pool, began to thin, and after cleaning himself up, it was time to eat.

To be honest, if it weren't for the dense food in the animal rice trough outside, he really couldn't believe that he had been in the house for three days.

Looking at the abundance and variety of food in front of him, the cooing sound reflected from his stomach was like a drum, almost making him faint from hunger before he could get close.

Fortunately, strong perseverance supported him to complete the most important battle of his life, put the food in his mouth with both hands, and swallowed it in his stomach without chewing.

He is like a savage who has returned to the primitive society, and his first reaction after encountering delicious food is not to peel and debone and cook repeatedly, but to directly connect the belt meat and eat it alive, just to meet the huge physiological needs of maintenance.

After Xiang Mo swallowed for a while, he relieved himself, breathed a long sigh of relief, cheered up, and looked at his absurd and grotesque swallowing habits just now, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

It seems that since he can remember, he has never been so hungry as he is today, and even if he fled from Xiang's home back then, he is not as hungry as he is today.

He gradually understood that it seemed to be the result of the great consumption of mental power after researching the green-skinned iron man a few days ago, and not only smiled bitterly:

"It turns out that the consumption of spiritual power is too large, and it is even worse than being hungry for several days, and I don't realize it, if it weren't for the Immortal Refining Pavilion, change places, maybe I would have starved to death before I became an immortal!

Finally, under the background of the gradually bulging belly, Xiang Mo turned what was originally a breakfast meal into lunch, swept away all the food stored in the animal rice trough, and only then did he burp, stretched his waist by the way, breathed in the fragrant air of the morning, and turned around and began to examine his dantian again.

This look was immediately stunned, and the surprised mouth grew so big that it couldn't be closed.

At some point, his green-skinned iron men actually started to move.

No, it shouldn't be said to be walking, it should be said that they are learning to move, it seems that because of the domination of those living beings in their bodies, they begin to consciously want to act according to their own consciousness, or to explore the situation around them.

And the way the iron men themselves move has been fixed, and walking is according to the human way, but they need the control of true qi.

Now there is no real qi here, and if you want to move, you have to think of something else.

These creatures have really struggled in just a few days, first a completely different environment requires them to be hard, then an immobile body restricts them from wandering around, and then this thing seems to need a new power to move, all kinds of problems are plaguing this newly formed lifeform.

They have just taken shape, how can they be so smart as people, and all problems have instinct as heredity.

Therefore, you can only test from the beginning and use your own way to urge the iron man.

Perhaps, Xiang Mo is making some speculations here, they may want to use their own power to control the iron man, and the result should be a failure.

Later, he observed that the dirt on the iron man's knees and palms also confirmed his judgment, and later, somehow, he was able to actually move the iron man, which was not something he could guess.

However, isn't it just time to have a good observation now, so I just have patience and want to find out.

However, a shout from outside interrupted his silence, and after listening attentively, his brows furrowed into mountains.

"All the apprentices and deacons of the four classes are ready, go to the Forge Pavilion and gather, bring all the tools, hurry up!"

Then came the clamor of countless people hurrying along, the scramble of greeting each other, and the clanging of doors being opened back and forth.

The entire settlement was plunged into a sense of restlessness and restlessness, as if an unusual storm was brewing.

Although he was not an apprentice, Xiang Mo felt that he didn't seem to be suitable to sit here and watch silently, he got up and put some utensils into his storage ring, and took out the storage ring that he had been rewarded by the refining conference, took out the contents and put them into his storage ring as well, and then stuffed the ring into his arms and walked out of the door.

As soon as he went out, he was almost bumped into, but fortunately he was in good shape, and quickly avoided it, and grabbed the apprentice who was about to lose his balance, and asked with a smile:

"This brother, can you ask what the hell is going on, why do all the apprentices go!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then immediately straightened his posture, bowed down and clenched his fists, and said in a low voice:

"This young deacon, you don't know yet, recently the Eighth Prince returned, and he also took away the Zhenguo Army, but the Zhenguo Army was just like the Shanjunji not far from the Imperial City, and it was blocked by another team, which seemed to be about to break out, so we asked our apprentices to rush over to build some utensils, and we will talk to you later, it will be mismatched first!"

After that, he hurried out without stopping.

His rush made Xiang Mo even more uneasy, especially the departure of the Eighth Prince just mentioned, the blockage of the army, and a series of actions made him feel that the Xuanwu Kingdom seemed to be heading towards an unpredictable future.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

He really wanted to know about the current situation now, but after calling for a long time, he couldn't find the deacon who could be asked, and then went to look for the deacons he had just knew, but they were all gone, it seemed that the entire Immortal Refining Pavilion was busy, and he was the only one who was idle.

However, Xiang Mo did not decide whether to participate or not.

The reason is very simple, although the Refining Immortal Pavilion has already walked with the Eighth Prince, he and the Eighth Emperor actually don't have a very deep friendship, in other words, even if the Refining Immortal Pavilion will have turmoil because of it in the future, it will be the Refining Immortal Pavilion's own decision, not his decision to Mo.

His future does not have to fall in the Immortal Refining Pavilion, but on the Immortal Path.

Even at this time, he had made the decision to stay away from here, if he was willing to propose to leave the Immortal Refining Pavilion, I believe that Zhong Danran would definitely agree with his decision and would not do anything to stop him.

It's just that if you just leave, it will be too ruthless and unrighteous.

At the very least, he was sorry for the Zhong Pavilion Lord's love for him.

Then, he can't go, he can't sit idly by.

Thinking of this, he had already made a decision, and walked to the refining workshop alone.

The Refining Workshop is a place where the Seal Master studied the Seal Method alone, while the Forge Pavilion is a place where large-scale utensils are made, and although both belong to the place where the Seal is engraved, their structures are completely different.

The various mineral liquids in the Refining Pavilion are sorted out, and all kinds of utensils are varied, and they are different, while there are only a few kinds of mineral liquids in the Casting Pavilion, and the utensils are all Xuanwu standard weapons, which only need to be engraved.

Faced with the uncertain situation in the future, Xiang Mo's dark eyes seemed to be covered with a faint layer of mystery, looking at the surrounding mineral liquid, thoughtful.

Not far from Honglin County, the Eight Princes were also thoughtful.

Although he was blocked here, he didn't seem to be surprised, and even felt normal.

His opponent has also been in charge of military power for many years, and he is inextricably linked with several well-known strong armies in the country, and now he is not at all surprised to invite the mountain army, or he still feels a little disdainful.

The Lianshan Army is an army stationed on the western border, although the west has to face the Jin Heavenly Kingdom and the Suzaku Kingdom and the Wanming Kingdom not far away, the form is relatively severe, but after all, it is only one of many armies, and it is still an inconspicuous one.

Not to mention the strength of the Flame Army, the Turtle God Army, but it is far from the Zhenguo Army, and the only thing that can make it proud is the number of people.

The total strength of the Zhenguo Army is 100,000, while the Lianshan Army reaches 300,000, which is three times the strength of the Zhenguo Army, which also allows it to easily block the Zhenguo Army outside the imperial city while relying on the pass.

Shanjunji is equivalent to Honglin County from the imperial city, but only a hundred miles, and compared with Honglin County, there is only one passage for Shanjunji to reach the imperial city, although the road is smoother than Honglin County to reach the imperial city, but once this road is blocked, then you can only wait outside obediently.

Now, in front of the Eight Princes, they either take a detour or choose to keep the elite raiding from the small path, but neither of them seems to be a good choice.

The only thing that gave him some comfort was his opponent, the second prince who had not yet gained a foothold in the imperial city.

However, there is not much time left for him, and maybe he will eradicate dissidents and expand his power at this time.

And there was one thing that made him feel uneasy, and that was the attitude of the purists.

Even if the Purification Sect has declined now, he will pay special attention to such a matter as the change of emperor, especially when he heard that this time, the Thousand Mountains Capture Pass also won the support of the elders of the outer gate, which made him have a trace of worry.

Although the elders of the outer gate cannot decide the ownership of the final throne, once they really wait for the moment when the final candidate is determined, they can still obtain the absolute right to speak.

There is a way that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and no matter how much the Pure Sect declines, it is not something he can provoke.

If that happens, where will he go?

Could it be that he watched Qianshan seize the pass and officially become the new emperor, and he recognized the status of the other party, handed over his military power, and was even sent to the northern Xinjiang, and finally died tragically in the strife?

No matter what, his life and death cannot be at the mercy of the other party, fortunately, he has been planning for many years, and he has expected such a situation for a long time, the only thing that makes him stunned is that this time it was the Lianshan Army, not the Shenxing Army where the Thousand Mountains Capture Pass was located back then.

Among the many armies of the Xuanwu Kingdom, the Divine Marching Army is undoubtedly one of the outstanding ones, as one of the three main armies, the Divine Marching Army has its strongest role, that is, speed.

Whether it is support, pursuit, or even escape, it is far above the other legions, even if it is not as good as the Fire Army in attack and not as good as the Turtle God Army in defense, but with the advantage of this speed, it can be ranked with these two legions as the main trump card supporting the Xuanwu Kingdom to maintain the power of one side.

If you calculate according to common sense, under normal circumstances, it should have been the Zhenguo Army that was supposed to be the Shenxing Army to stop him, but now there is an unruly Lianshan Army, is it contempt for him, or is he very confident that he will block himself here in the Mountain Junji, so that he can quietly seize the throne?

Qianshan didn't think that this second brother was so stupid, the reason for this arrangement was that it was no wonder that he either directly brought the Shenxing Army to the Imperial City to compete with the Imperial City Guards, or he hid in the shadows, and if he broke through the Lianshan Army, he would find a place to raid them.

Neither of these situations would surprise him, but he thought more about the situation in the Imperial City.

Somehow, there seems to be some unusual smell in the Imperial City now, this smell is not only from the Thousand Mountains and Passes, but also seems to have some other forces ready to move, I don't know what the intentions are, which makes him very uncomfortable.

It's like two chess players playing chess, and suddenly a stranger breaks their thoughts on the side, and from time to time throws something on the board that they can't see clearly, no one will feel good.

But he can't control it, judging from his current hand, no matter how powerful that force is, it is not something he can estimate, and for the sake of today, except to wait, it is to take the initiative.

Maybe before that, drive his second brother out of the imperial city or imprison him in prison, stabilize the situation by himself, and then go on another path.

All in all, sitting still is the best policy, even if it is death, you must die to understand.

"Brother Nie, what do you say I should do!"

Qianshan was a little irritable, but he had nowhere to vent, so he could only say it out of thin air.

He was greeted by silence, as if there was no one around, let alone the retinue named Nie Yixi.

It's just that Qianshan knows at a glance that Nie Yixian is here, and as a top-level guard, his strength is beyond doubt, and he has reached the peak of Juxuan.

The reason for not answering him was also very simple, because Nie Yixin hadn't thought about how to answer this question at all.

Unexpectedly, Qianshan's next words made him happy:

"That's right, Brother Nie, I didn't expect you to give me the most correct answer at this time!"

The answer: Silence?

Nie Yixian was speechless, looking at this net that likes to talk to himself all day long in a hidden corner, and only felt that he was a little sad.