Hejian Suzhou, three prefectures and twenty-one counties. It's been a tough year this year. Not to mention, the cold and heavy rain alone are far more than in previous years.

Three days and one rain, frost every day. The water is overflowing, the rivers and lakes are turned over in the wilderness, and many farmland and villages are washed away.

Fortunately, after February, the ten days seem to be a lot more peaceful, the warm sun rises every day, and sometimes there are clouds that gather and drift away for some reason, and the people do not know the roots, but the wind blowing is caused by the approaching spring.

The peasants were busy collecting grain, the wealthy took the opportunity to take care of the granges, and the soldiers stationed in the distant passes became more and more fearful—because the sun was better and the roads were no longer muddy, which meant that there would be more scenes of hand-to-hand combat, and the fighting would become more direct and tragic.

Between the rivers, there are four passes on the border of Qiliang, and eleven passes are scattered - Yan Chongyue, who is a general in the south of the town but was transferred to the north to resist the enemy, rarely left the Guangtongguan near the hinterland of Suzhou, and after nearly two months of rain, he drove a horse under the golden sun and led the troops to the Mawei Cliff.

This is a bay of dry riverbed, the two sides of the concave rock wall, interlaced like dog's teeth, the top of the tower towers two hills, one high and one low, the mountain is steep, strange rocks, and from the camp tent erected at the top, you can see most of the valley, at a glance.

The two mountains are horns of each other, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Good place."

Wearing armor, the bell rattled.

The rough hand holding the soft whip waved around, as if embracing mountains and rivers, Yan Chongyue, who was already more than fifty years old, rarely regained the depression in the camp for a long time, and his words carried a somewhat cheerful tone.

On the side, the old god of the overseer eunuch was there, taking care of himself without speaking, holding the green robe and standing out of the crowd.

The eyebrows and eyes were soft, and his eyes were faint and sometimes swept over the soldiers gathered around Yan Chongyue, with inexplicable expressions.

Few people answered this, after all, he was a crippled person, and he came from the deep palace and went to the border under the emperor's order. Everyone knows what they are thinking, and they don't want to find out.

In short, there are really not many words for a warrior like himself, and if he tries to flatter, he will only say nothing but speculation, and even get a name of dedication from the general and his colleagues.

Therefore, he still followed the general and was at ease.

The adjutant stepped forward and continued, "What the general said is extremely true, the Mawei Cliff stretches for ten miles, and it is difficult to cross on both sides, one is rocky and rocky, and the other is a gurgling river, so if you want to pass through, you have to pass through it. ”

There is more than one adjutant, and there are many generals under the general, and they can see that General Yan is in a good mood instead of wine bags and rice bags, so they offer words one by one.

"Yes, yes, Adjutant Yang said it well, the mountain is steep and difficult to walk, not much worse than the Mashan and Weishan at its feet, and the old hunters have to be fully prepared before they dare to set foot in it. Others easily climbed over, saying that they could not lose their soldiers. ”

"Not to mention Xiaochunjiang, there is General Li Kuiyi guarding it, and he is not afraid that the pseudo-Qi will not come, and he will face it when he comes!"

Everyone, you say a word to me, and say that there is a general in person, even if the pseudo-Qi is tricky, it is difficult to cross half a step, and he does not dare to cross this thunder pool.

Yan Chongyue waved his hand, noncommittal to these words.

There are not many famous generals in the Northern Qi Dynasty, but there is only one Gao Hongyan, who oppresses the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty in the south.

But having said that, the civil and military forces in the Beijing division are not all cowardly and incompetent people, Yan Chongyue led the position of the general of Zhennan for half a hundred years and sent troops to defend against the enemy, it can only be said that the ability of the commander of the Great Qi has exceeded the ability of the imperial court to deal with it, and even at the expense of leaving the southern Xinjiang, he also wanted him to come here.

After the Zhao, Song, and Liang dynasties, and countless enemies, Yan Chongyue knew that the battle on the battlefield was far more than just arranging the army.

The political affairs of the court are thousands of miles away, but they affect the future of tens of thousands of people under this banner.

"Pseudo-Qi Gaohu, this person has far-reaching strategies and unparalleled calculations, which should not be underestimated. General Li in Xiaochunjiang and General Wei in Wangfengpo still need to be treated with caution. ”

He said this, but in his heart he didn't expect these two men to really drive the enemy out.

Li Kuiyi is okay, he was born in Jiangmen, his grandfather was under the former Song general Jiang Guangwen, and Wen Taowu is not bad.

And another Wei general...... Although the Wei family is far from being comparable to the Li family, this person is not very capable, if he doesn't move around at home, how can he be a partial general.

Even so, he found an excuse and threw it to Wangfeng Slope, the last position in the eleventh scattered pass, leaving the front line, saving a big mistake. At the same time, there are military supervisors, and there will be no opportunity to deal with the logistical burden.

"People of the family, heh."

Wei's ...... Huaiyin Wei's! Yan Chongyue didn't know that this group of insects was planted in the barracks for nothing more than money and military funds, but fortunately, most of the military attaches under his command were picked up by him, so they could watch it most of the time, so as not to delay the military aircraft and cause a catastrophe.

Don't talk about these two people anymore, Yan Chongyue thought to himself, after that, they can be involved in one or two when they are in battle, and they will be satisfied with sharing part of the pressure for the main camp.

"Let's go, go to the two ferries to have a look, and then wait for peace along the way, block the wind outlet, and turn to Yuming Pass."

Yuming, Guangtong, Jiufeng, and Dashan are the four major passes in this area of the river, and the first two are located in the territory of Daliang.

Jiufeng was also owned by the girder, but unfortunately the left wind plug was broken in the spring of last year, so that the Beiguan cave was opened, and most of the original more than 30 counties in the river fell, even if they were recovered one by one later, due to various factors, they also failed to win the full success.

Jiufeng Pass fell into the hands of the enemy at that time along with the left wind plug.

"If the left wind is still there, Yuming and Guangtong are supported by the left and right, supplemented by Jiufeng, and the thousands of miles of beacon fire are like copper walls and iron walls, why worry about the northern enemy!"

Yan Chongyue knew that it would be difficult to recapture the left wind plug. Northern Qi will not allow it, and that Gao Hongyan will not be stupid enough to let this important place be lost.

"There are two kinds of marches, one is to defend the soil, and the second is to solidify."

This sentence of the war book that he had read somewhere came to his mind, and then he caressed the sword at his waist with his palm.

"The Responsibility of Defending the Territory......"

Unexpectedly, the old man was half a hundred years old, and finally lost the blood of his youth.

Of course, this is not that he is afraid of the enemy, Yan Chongyue looked south, separated from the splendid mountains and rivers of Huacheng.

His eyes twinkled, and he seemed to see the one on the throne of Jinluan.

Very young, in his early twenties.

I saw it once at the garden party eight years ago, and I haven't seen it for a long time.

"That's it, do a lot, make a lot of mistakes."

The thought sank, and he took the lead in the team, leading the generals behind him to walk down the narrow plank road to the bottom of the mountain.

……

The wind and clouds in the river could not affect Chen Yu, he was crossing the catastrophe, as the name suggests, the sky was surging, and it was constantly slapping on him.

At this moment, Lingxi had calmed down and was no longer boiling, but it was dyed with a hint of crimson, and a scorching hot breath was permeating the air.

The transpiration of clouds and water mist made the area on this thundercloud suddenly vapor and mist like a fairyland.

Chen Yu is still immersed in ignorance and induction, leaving only a faint sense of spirituality, colluding with the changes in the outside world, so that the transformation and sublimation will not be completely out of control.

The light is swirling, and there are many problems encountered in the process of sublimation, such as the ignorance of the five senses underground, the thunder ravages affect the control of spells, and the overactive spirituality makes it difficult to refine the changes of sublimation.

In addition, the Yuan Blood was sufficient, and at the critical time, he dissolved the small half of the body, grabbed the power of creation from the Qinghao Mountain in advance to fill the flesh and blood, and then used the Yuan Blood to put it into Lingxi, so that the self that was already nurtured in the spirit became stronger and stronger, so he tried his best to suppress the restlessness.

I stumbled all the way, and finally got through it.

However, this is only the first stage, so that the Yuan Blood and the Spirit are reconciled and matched, and the two are not integrated, but they are forced to confront each other under the impact of the thunder, so they are no longer repulsed.

Just like that, not long after, the flesh and blood melted, and a mass of power hidden in the internal organs broke through the sealing spirit technique and rushed out of it.

The blue light of mana filled the sky, and suddenly turned into a cloud, intertwined with the blood-red spiritual light, reflecting one side.

Rumble!

Thunderclouds surged, bursting out even more intense white light!

In the emptiness, Chen Yu's consciousness woke up a little with the passage of mana, and after a slight pause, he knew the current situation.

"After the Yuan Blood is mana, to be more precise, mana, as the basis for the construction of this great cycle, must adapt to the rest of the forces in the combination again and again."

Not only this round, after the mana is fused, he will be silent again, and sacrifice the original god, and use the body of the original god to water the power of the yuan blood, and the two must also adapt.

In normal times, these forces were distinct, and they did not interfere with each other even if they were touched, but now they are different, under the impact of thunder, the most fundamental spirituality of mana, yuan blood, and spiritual power has been shaken, and there are even signs of disintegration.

Only at this time can many forces really blend, as he said before, it is difficult to do it in today's realm without seeking the unity of all laws, but as long as it is integrated into a self-contained system, there will naturally be a way to explore it in the future.

Nowadays, the important thing is to step on that step and take the first step from nothing to something!

Buzz –

Senseless and ignorant, the movement of the partial life is too great, and even disturbs the primordial spirit that sinks into the depths of consciousness, as if there is a great attraction to wake him up.

Chen Yu was unmoved, and as for the Yuan Shen, there would be no problem if he thought about it. He hadn't expected the situation in front of him, but the moment he woke up, he thought about it somewhat.

After all, the mana is condensed step by step by oneself, including fetal breath, internal qi, spirit, qi and blood, etc., and even the spirituality within it is the most abundant in the concentrated power.

Now that he is fighting with the thunder, the aura is shattered and scattered everywhere.

The flesh was cracked, the blood flowed like a pour, and the flesh and bones were wailing. The mana was also unbearable and torn apart.

This is the 'self' contained in the spiritual light that is crying for help.

Chen Yu didn't care too much, let the spirituality be broken, and then converged after the thunder loomed, back and forth many times. The subjective consciousness is still silent, and the self-fragmentation entangled in spirituality is harmless.

He continued to wait, until the mana was also dyed with wisps of crimson, and the scattered spiritual senses came back, and Chen Yu let go of some of his thoughts and harnessed the mana back into his tattered body.

The next moment, the consciousness was surging, and the golden villain flew straight out of it, and at the moment when the mud pill dissolved, it bloomed all over its body, and a small sun shone in the black and dark consciousness space.

Breaking through the obstacles, the mind was withdrawn eighty percent, and only a little was left to be controlled in the body of the primordial god, driving the villain to cut through the fog around him and penetrate through the center of his eyebrows.

Standing in the midst of the present world.

The appearance of the primordial god attracted more surging and fierce thunder than mana and primordial blood, and according to the plan, it not only did not resist, but instead jumped over the thin thunder mist on the clouds and jumped straight into the vast sea of clouds.

The white light is brilliant, and the thunderbolt jumps wildly!

At this moment, the spiritual power that is most deeply related to himself and the most fragile resolutely faces the heavenly thunder, not like flesh and blood, not more than mana, and there is no protection outside the primordial spirit.

The Hundred Tricks method operated on its own, and a mouthful of orifices flashed on the villain's body, stroking out a slender pillar of light and cutting into the thunderclouds.

Boom!

The lightning flashed and thundered, and the aperture seemed to be accompanied by a bottomless pit, constantly sucking the thunder light from the outside world at this moment.

The golden physique was melting, and the next moment it was filled with the spiritual power rushing out from within. The two of them used the primordial god as the battlefield to constantly seesaw, and countless golden flames burst out.

On the ground, there were hunters walking through the mountains and forests who looked up, looked at the increasingly changing sky, and hurriedly turned around and returned from the mountains with their companions.

"I don't know what's going on this day, there is a rumbling sound above my head, just like beating a drum, the clouds are also dark, it is estimated that it will be in the area of Fan Shiji, and there will be heavy rain recently."

Orion and his companions said this, with concern on their faces.

Entering the forest on a rainy day is the most annoying, and it is easy to have an accident if you are not careful, especially when you go over the mountains and cross the country, they are mostly in the mountains when they are sunny, and turn around before sunset in the evening.

Of course, what worries Orion more is that the family has a few mouths, counting on a few acres of fields washed away by the torrential rain is obviously impossible, these days are rare to have a clear day, I wanted to go into the mountains to look for it, maybe I can get some medicinal materials and furs, subsidize the family.

On the side, the companion is also helpless.

"A few days ago, Master Xu said that he wanted to repair the dirt road, but in fact, everyone knew that he was going to repair the big house that his family was washed down by the rain, so he increased the rent, and I don't know how he will be urged if it is delayed."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, sighing again and again.

……

Above, the thunder in the clouds burst, but in fact, the rain that Orion was worried about had not fallen, and the airspace seemed to be covered with dark clouds, but the water vapor inside was constantly being gathered, gathering and dispersing outside the huge light mist in the center.

It is dragged and flowing, and cannot be turned into droplets.

It took a full hour for the halo to dim.

Everything gradually calmed down, and the wind and thunder stopped howling. Chen Yu had already broken free from his ignorance and woke up, and his body in the glow was intact under the power of early creation, and a jade color loomed outside his body.

Getting up, the majestic force entangled in front of him suddenly restrained, sweeping the wind, rain, thunder and lightning like a whale swallowing, and the airspace on one side seemed to be gluttonous.

I saw that thousands of clouds and mist turned into a handful of blue and purple light and fell into the body.

His face was calm, as if he was savoring, and the next moment his eyes were thoughtful, he opened his mouth and burped, and spit out a slight light.

When the light fell, it was not bright and conspicuous, ordinary white. However, in Chen Yu's eyes, there was another amazing scene—the fine texture weaving, the shimmer of hair, with his vision and perception, he couldn't count how many there were for a while.

This was far more complicated than Lingwen, and even made him think that he had insight into the essence of spirituality.

"It's finally over."

Chen Yu stood up and stood in the air. The steps in the plan, including the smelting of the Yuan Blood, the harmony of mana, and the submersion of the Yuan Shen into the Thunder Sea, have all been completed, and in the end, with the help of the fierce heavenly thunder, the internal circulation of the three laws has been initially constructed.

However, how it will work remains to be verified.

Here, he tries to get results. Breathe in, the mist flows, and the thoughts move with the heart, naturally gathering into the wind and holding it under your feet.

There is no spirit text flying, no mana pouring out.

That's how the spell is presented.

His face remained unchanged, and he coughed, and a trace of silver wafted out of the seven orifices. If you can look through the physical body and look at the consciousness space, you can find that the primordial spirit is full of broken and lying in the void.

Sometimes it trembles slightly, and something seems to be blocked in the deepest part, and while trying to provide for itself, it is forced not to let it be restless.

In the outside world, Chen Yu didn't care about anything else, but continued to experiment.

Mountain-landing, weather-winding rainbow, spectroscopy......

Spells, formations......

At this moment, he was completely free from Lingwen, and he was able to perform the corresponding spell just by thinking and moving.

After trying for a while, Chen Yu became more and more clear, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, the corners of his lips were hooked, and his face was a little more eager to try.