155. Temple counting

Outside the lake.

Snow is flying.

Princess Yuzhen said: "They are besieging, and I also need to lead people to cooperate, and this time I came back to lead people to the south of Frostfoot Canyon to set up a siege."

What is Xiang Gong going to do? ”

Bai Shan said: "I'll go and see it alone." ”

"Okay, just act fairly, be careful." Princess Yuzhen took out a scroll of maps and threw it to Bai Shan, then turned over and got on her horse, preparing to lead a group of Jianghu guests from Xinghua Lane to ride away.

She had just mounted her horse when she heard a voice behind her.

"Yuzhen, you should have noticed it, right? Actually, I... It may be very impure, such as this time, I may hide my identity and do something. ”

Bai Shan was wrapped in a dark robe and was watching her in the wind and snow.

Princess Yuzhen turned around, the two looked at each other from a distance, this dignified and beautiful princess suddenly lowered her lips slightly, and said: "Xianggong is asking me, why don't you go to the Qingyun Immortal Sect to report to the Qingyun Immortal Sect, so as to seek more benefits, right?" ”

Bai Shan looked at her.

Princess Yuzhen suddenly laughed coquettishly and rode away.

The sound used to be heard in the wind.

"Do big things and spare your life, see small profits and forget your righteousness, see the wind makes the rudder, the weeds on the wall, do you think that jade is really such a third-rate stupid thing?"

"In this life, whatever the Xianggong wants to do, Yuzhen will follow you!"

"Drive!!"

Princess Yuzhen threw up the long whip and whipped a whip flower again in mid-air, and the snow, dust, mud and stone rose like boiling with the trampling of the horse's hooves, fading away from the distant shadow.

Huzhuang, Jingzhi's bronze incense burner burns tranquility incense.

Bai Shan was dressed in black and sat cross-legged on the water pavilion.

The map axis was spread out on his side, and the map, path, and forces on it were clear at a glance, and even the path that the two Spirit Infant Realm cultivators would choose was indicated.

During this time, he used Zhao Yuzhen's rich experience and various books in his collection to enhance his understanding:

The environment of the previous dynasty was different from that of the current dynasty, although there were many temples and incense was flourishing, the power of the world was in the hands of the royal family, and although the scattered cultivators were often overseas, there were also many worships and submissions.

The sudden advent of the fairy world and the support of this dynasty broke this situation.

Now, although the Buddhism sect has been extinguished, the scattered cultivators have not participated in the war, and it has only been fifty-seven years, which is a time of great retreat for the scattered cultivators, and it is normal for them to have a spiritual infant realm among them.

As for what promises Xunfeng Zhenren made to them, it was inevitable.

In addition, even casual cultivation has extremely strict control over the methods of ascension to the realm, which Bai Shan has already seen in the Mirage Sea.

In such a big market, there is not even a spell book, let alone exercises to improve the realm.

Bai Shan retracted his thoughts.

Thinking about the power of the twenty-eight rune paper people in his arms.

"There is a very clear definition of any force."

"It's like guns, missiles, there must be a fixed lethality."

"I have to be quantitative, not just qualitative, so that I can understand the strength and weakness, and then I can be invincible every time with the strong pressing the weak."

"The realm can probably judge the strength or weakness, because most people can't cross the direct gap between the realm."

"However, because of the existence of treasures and various strange powers, the realm cannot be used as a criterion for judging strength or weakness in high-level killing, but needs to be judged realistically."

Bai Shan looked up at the sky.

"Spells, it's a multiplier, the power of a level 1 spell is 10, level 2 is 30, level 3 is 90... However, the magic weapon can expand this data on a larger scale, increasing it by an additional one to four times, or even more.

The spell realm is just the permission to use the corresponding spell.

Today, my strongest spell power is still only 144, and this requires the help of incense. ”

"True Qi is a multiplier increase, if the power of the existence of the ordinary marrow washing realm is compared to 1, then every subsequent time it needs to be multiplied with various forces, and the later benefits are very large, but every step is extremely difficult.

And after reaching a certain level, there is no way out except for the methods of the Tao of the World, the Opening of the Heavenly Scriptures, and the Abyss Entering the Demon.

Now, my strongest True Qi power is 254, which requires various conditions to be met. ”

If the strength of a hundred well-trained and strong soldiers is compared to 1, then the combat power of a thousand troops is 10.

This is just similar to the previous dominance number of the Ice and Fire Nation Divine Sword Battalion.

The combat power of 10 is also just equivalent to the strength of the monk.

And the commander of the army, it is 100.

This additional increase is also relied on military treasures such as military flags.

For example, my Wind Forest Volcano can increase my power by an additional 0.3.

But...

There seems to be a limit to the way of the soldiers.

Commander of the Armies, he can only accept fixed enhancements, and cannot increase them additionally.

Even if my level 1 rune paper figure strength must be around 30, and the level 2 rune paper figure strength is around 90, the increase that 24 level 1 rune paper people plus 4 level 2 rune paper people can give me is still 100.

Even though I used the banner, the strength was still 130. ”

"No wonder the immortals can allow the existence of the method of commanding ten thousand soldiers, because this kind of combat power is enough to fight against the existence of ordinary spirit infant realms, but it can't hurt the immortals at all."

"Sure enough, all the ways have been calculated, and all the ways to become stronger have long been stuck by those old monsters who have lived for an unknown number of years."

"It's ridiculous to want to take it easy, with a little wit and a little adventure, to fight against the existence that has lasted for an unknown amount of time."

"It's just that I don't know the military soul mentioned in the soldier's holy testament, as well as the so-called lord and commander, and what is the method of the commander and the generals..."

"Forget it, don't think about it yet."

"At least, I've gotten a lot stronger, because the martial arts can be used in conjunction with the martial arts."

"The way of the soldier needs to be spiritless, but it perfectly fits with the true qi of the individual and the strength of the body."

"Then I, now my strongest strength is 254 plus 130, which is 384.

With such a power, even if it encounters the early stage of the Spirit Infant Realm with the best magic weapon in hand, it can completely deal with it. ”

"As for the extra paper figures, then they should be regarded as stored 'true qi'."

The end of the "temple calculation",

Bai Shan got up.

The clouds rose and headed for the predetermined location, and then landed on a barren cliff.

The mask of the earthly Dao emerged and began to change, and the robe also changed.

In an instant, he turned into a heavily armored general wrapped in heavy white armor and wearing a hideous helmet.

The white armor has an empty belly, and there are twenty-eight rune paper people and a small four-color flag painted with 'Wind Forest Volcano'.

Sitting in the snow, the white mountain looks like a huge snow-covered rock.

And his current dress, even if Bai Miaochan stands in front of him, he can't recognize it.

"Go!"

A dull cry.

Suddenly, the six rune paper figures crawled up from their seamless armor belly, and then drilled out through the crack in their helmets, and the three-three-one team was divided into two teams, and then went directly to the Frostfoot Canyon in the far side of the barren mountain.

156. Imperial Blood

Pale Heavy Armor sat on the top of the cliff, and the snow was soon covered with snow.

But Bai Shan did not move, his expression was calm, and he looked quietly into the distance.

As the rune paper man ran, the surrounding scenery quickly imprinted into his mind.

Whoosh...

In the snowy mountain forest, a stack of rune paper figures swept like a wind.

As for why a stack of paper figurines?

Because, the three rune paper people are running in the way of "riding each other".

In short, one rides a ...... The paper legs of the paper man on top are coiled around the paper neck of the paper man below.

Of course, this was specially arranged by Bai Shan, purely from the perspective of actual combat, without any scruples of shame...

At the bottom is a level 1 wind rune paper man, which runs fast.

In the middle is a level 2 small hidden talisman paper man,

Because of the characteristics of the "Little Hidden Talisman", it is almost impossible for this running rune paper figure to be noticed, and even if it is not discovered, it can still use the ability of the small Hidden Talisman to make itself and its surroundings invisible.

It is not possible to discover unless a Spirit Infant Realm monk uses a level 3 search technique to explore a specific area.

However, because Baishan's talisman is a perfect talisman, the small hidden realm rune paper man can use the ability of superimposing three runes, so first, the level 3 search technique will not work, and it must be level 4.

At the top is a level 2 giant sword rune paper figure, which is like a missile launcher... If you really want to fight, it all depends on this person's shot.

On the other side is a level 2 sword rain rune paper man, with a similar effect.

The shadow of the mountain flies away, the shadow of the forest is longing, and the already dull snow day is close to twilight.

Obviously, Song Qinghai chose to go out at this time.

Under the control of the White Mountain, two teams of rune paper people quickly traveled through the canyons of the wild snow.

The paper legs skim the snow surface, which can be said to be truly "stepping" on the snow without a trace.

Because of the relationship of the "internal map", the reconnaissance area locked by Baishan is fixed, which avoids useless work.

Suddenly, his expression froze.

The rune paper man carefully squeezed out of the gap in the cliff, a pair of strange eyes staring down unwillingly.

Under the cliffs,

On the trail,

But it was an old man and a burly man in armor walking side by side, and then there was a thousand-strong iron armor army.

The man is none other than Song Qinghai.

And the old man, Bai Shan also knows, that is the old slave next to the second lady of the Song Mansion.

But now, how can this old man have the appearance of an old slave, it is clearly the appearance of a tiger and a leopard in the mountains and forests, with sharp eyes and a sea of momentum.

"It's really a crouching tiger everywhere." Bai Shan secretly sighed in his heart, and then carefully controlled the rune paper man and asked him to follow the two of them.

At the same time, he himself got up and hurried towards the place.

He was also curious about what Song Qinghai was going to do.

"Qinghai , is it really okay for you to take these thousand people?"

"Uncle Cao, their name is the Human Head Army, they are dead soldiers who were born and died with me, they are loyal to me, and they will probably never return if they leave this time, so I take them with me.

And... If the person who followed him did not find conclusive evidence, I could still say that he was leading the patrol. ”

"Hmm..."The old man didn't say much, but answered, and added, "Twenty miles ahead, there is a stream, and the source of the stream is the entrance to a small world... After you enter, with the blood of the Great Jin Imperial Family, you can pull out the spear in it. Received the power of the Buddha's empowerment, and then broke through in one fell swoop. As for how much you can break through, it depends on your own chance. ”

After saying that, he paused suddenly, flicked his gray long sleeves, and said loudly: "As for those who are chasing, let me, the ghost who has not died in the previous dynasty, block it for His Highness." ”

The rune paper man had excellent hearing, and the words of the two fell into Bai Shan's ears without a difference.

He groaned slightly.

The blood of the Great Jin Imperial Family?

Since his mother is Concubine Yu, then he must have it.

In that case, why didn't he try to get it?

And Song Qinghai, the eldest brother-in-law, actually became his fellow clan? This life experience is also very strange.

Suddenly, a map of the place appeared in his mind.

"Twenty miles ahead of that place, the source of the stream... Got it..."

The White Mountain rises from the clouds.

Sou!!

There was a whirlwind that blew away the surrounding wind and snow.

He shot away in the direction he had determined.

Moments later...

The pale, heavily armored man landed at the source of the Frozen Creek.

The ice and snow are all white, and this babbling stream has long been frozen.

Bai Shan has been to the "Yantuo Secret Realm" and "Winter Forbidden Land" a long time ago, and he has become familiar with re-entering such a small world.

His mind moved, and suddenly fourteen twisted paper figures squeezed out of his helmet, and like a circle of open arcs, they spread out to the periphery, and then spun rapidly, scouting.

There are still four rune paper people left in the armor of Baishan, because the power of the military path of "Dominating Ten Thousand Armies" can only allow him to superimpose the power of four rune paper people, and more is just a backup.

Paper people are unwillingly driven in the snow, exploring...

Bai Shan stood among the flying paper figures, quietly observing the movements around him.

suddenly

His expression froze, for he had noticed that the form of a rune man had vanished.

His gaze followed the rune paper man into a completely different world.

A grey, dilapidated, lifeless grey world.

No sunshine, no heavy snow.

In the center sits a skeleton that is slowly decomposing.

The skeleton sat on a twelve-leaf lotus platform, but the lotus platform had already cracked, and it seemed that it would completely collapse with a slight movement.

Looking at the sitting posture of the skeleton, nine times out of ten it is the power of Buddhism.

It's just that there are no special items such as the Inner Demon Mask left under the bones of this powerful Buddha...

Only a spear wrapped in pitch-black chains stood silently in front of the skeleton.

Bai Shan manipulated the rune paper man who "strayed" into it and jumped out, jumping left and right, three circles left and three circles right, spinning and jumping with his eyes closed......

In short, as high-profile as it gets.

The rune paper man was very depressed, but it was calmed by the "soul suppression", and it couldn't help itself, no matter what shameful actions Bai Shan asked it to do, it had to do it.

Its resentful pupils showed a certain sluggishness, and a look of "I knew that it was better to be an evil spirit bound to the ground, what did the paper man do in this Raushzi".

After a period of tossing, Bai Shan saw that there was no danger in this small world that was triggered, so he flew into it, some of the paper figures were around him, and others stayed outside, shouldering the responsibilities of "eyes" and "guards".

Da...

Da...

Da...

The white mountain stepped in, and the paper figures swirled around him.

But apparently, there is no danger here.

Bai Shan walked up to the spear where the black chains dwelt, stared at it for a moment, and then folded his white armor into ordinary clothes, and then stretched out his hand to hold the spear.

His hand drew closer, then squeezed sharply.

But at this moment, the infinite golden "*" character that almost pierced people's eyes spun and emerged rapidly, shining in the small world.

"Give it to me!"

White Mountain capacity.

The golden word "swastika" became more and more violent, resisting his strength to the death, as if Baishan did not meet the conditions.

Long...

Bai Shan withdrew his hand and looked at the gun silently.

Suddenly, a scene appeared in front of him, and the rune paper man who was guarding outside saw Song Qinghai coming.

Bai Shan suddenly hidden, he was a person who shouldn't have been here at all.

After a few more moments...

A man with a calm temperament and a burly figure stepped in with the wind and snow.

Song Qinghai's face was resolute, his eyes were shining, and he walked straight towards the spear, and then stretched out his hand like Bai Shan, and his five fingers clenched the sound of the gun, which was entwined in chains.

Whoa...

Suddenly, the infinite golden "swastika" character resurfaced.

Unlike Baishan, these golden "swastikas" are like snow in soup, slowly changing from resistance to acceptance.

Then, those black chains "swished" into Song Qinghai's body, and the many "swastikas" seemed to have found a passage and drilled into Song Qinghai's body.

Blood flowed and fell on the earth of this small world, but instead of absorbing his blood, the earth turned into drops of blood, like dew on the leaves, rolling and swinging.

However, Song Qinghai's expression was not painful at all... It even shows a comfortable color.

Apparently, he was receiving an initiation.

Bai Shan watched silently, and at this moment, he suddenly understood something......

Perhaps, he is not the prince of the previous dynasty at all.

He remembered that when he was a child, he held Concubine Yu's hand and asked, "Mother, who is my father".

But Concubine Yu never said it, but just found a different topic.

If his father is a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty, then what does it matter if he says a name? But it wasn't until he returned to Zhujia Village that he saw Concubine Yu's last words to him, but he didn't hear half of the information about his father. Moreover, the former elders of Zhujia Village did not let him shoulder the slightest responsibility that belonged to the "royal family of the previous dynasty".

This moment... He watched Song Qinghai open this empowerment spear with the blood of the royal family in the past, and finally made a guess.

Then, a rune paper man came to him with a bead of blood.

Bai Shan casually poked out a drop of his own blood, and then aimed it at the bead of blood.

Tick...

His blood beads fell, falling into Song Qinghai's blood beads.

In an instant, the blood separated, and it was distinct.

His blood occupied the center, and Song Qinghai's blood beads quickly lingered as if they had been greatly repulsed.

Bai Shan watched this scene quietly.

His suspicions were confirmed.

He is not royal.

He has no royal blood.

Naturally, he could not harvest this gun.

He was still thinking about whether to do something for the previous dynasty, because after all, he had the royal blood of the previous dynasty in his body, but now... The road simply disappeared.

Because he's not royal.

So, who is he?

The previous life has long been ethereal like a dream, and this life is the real existence.

And his only relative......

"Sister Miaomiao..."Bai Shan murmured softly in his heart.

He suddenly thought about Bai Miaochan a little.

However, after this life, Sister Miaomiao will be gone, and there will be no reincarnation.

Thinking of this, it seems that the troubles of not receiving the Buddha spear and not fully understanding the life experience are nothing.

157. Soldiers and demons break the light

Boom Boom!!

Outside the small world, the mountains shook for a while.

The thousand-headed military brought by Song Qinghai clenched his hands tightly and smashed the pole to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

"Hah!"

Bang bang bang!

"Hah!"

With two loud roars, the head army pointed Changge forward, his eyes were like frost, and he looked at death as if he were home.

In front of him were the figures of two monks in the clouds.

Under the clouds, there were dense armor soldiers coming with swords, numbering about 5,000, with a solemn momentum and tense swords.

A thousand-headed army confronted the five thousand armorers.

Suddenly, the five thousand armor soldiers parted ways, but saw a general stepping out of the snow, flicking the cold iron long knife towards the sky, and asked in a loud voice: "Where is Song Qinghai?!" ”

The leader of the head army was a simple man, and when he heard this, he only said: "What do you have to do with each other and go out on a parade?" ”

The general sneered: "I'm afraid it has something to do with the previous dynasty, right?" ”

The leader of the head army said: "General Song just led the army to patrol here, why slander? ”

He knew the truth, and at this time, he helped Song Qinghai delay time, after all, Song Qinghai needed time to receive the empowerment.

High in the sky, the two monks looked down at their feet, looked at the ant-like mortals, and talked eloquently.

The two of them are Qiu Zong's writings, and the other is Le Huangtu, they are both leaders in the scattered cultivation, but unfortunately the resources in the scattered cultivation are limited after all, and the exercises are difficult to continue, after the advent of the fairy world, they have been thinking about finding the way to heaven, and this time they finally found it.

The three generations of disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, Xunfeng Zhenren, collected and cultivated things, and promised to lead them to the immortal realm after the matter was completed.

Suddenly, Qiu Zong's eyes moved, and when he saw an old man in the crowd, he couldn't help but smile, and then raised his voice: "Cao Jianxian, goodbye Jiazi, are you okay?" ”

Seeing that he was recognized, Cao Chunfeng raised his head and drew his sword, pointed to the sky, and said with a trembling beard: "Qiu Zong, Le Huangtu, Dajin treats you well, why are you willing to be an eagle dog?" ”

Le Huangtu smiled and said nothing.

Qiu Zong said: "Since the gate of heaven was opened, after the immortal realm was in the dust, this world is no longer mortal's own, Cao Jian Immortal... You should have left a long time ago, let me give you another ride today. ”

The conversation between the two made the two armies below suddenly understand that "their faces were torn".

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Amid the shouts, the two sides clashed in the night with weapons and torches.

Cao Chunfeng's eyebrows flickered, and he held a finger-sized sword box in his palm, and the sword box was long in the wind, and it turned into an arm length in an instant.

The sword box "clicked" open, revealing a few inches of cold light inside.

"Sword up!"

Cao Chunfeng roared angrily and bent his fingers to the sky.

Whoosh

The cold mangs suddenly flew out inch by inch, shooting towards Qiu Zongzhu in the sky.

Qiu Zongzhu's reaction was not slow, as early as when Cao Chunfeng took out the sword box magic weapon, he also grabbed a dark blue giant wheel magic weapon, and then threw it out.

Wherever the giant ship went, it drove the surrounding ice and snow to turn into ice spears and shoot straight towards Cao Chunfeng.

The two sides immediately exchanged hands.

In a small world...

Song Qinghai was still receiving the initiation, and Bai Shan had already seen what was going on outside through the paper figures.

Obviously, the people of the sixth senior brother, Xunfeng Zhenren, are fighting with the people of the previous dynasty.

He decided to help the people of the former dynasty for the following reasons:

First, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and keeping the people of the previous dynasty will give the Qingyun Immortal Sect a headache;

Second, Song Qinghai is his brother-in-law;

Third, he doesn't have a good impression of Xianzong's "alchemy with people", but he can't stand in the foreground by himself, and now there are people from the previous dynasty making trouble, which is the best;

Fourth, in the confrontation between Cao Chunfeng and Qiu Zongshu, he already knew that this was the confrontation in the early stage of the Spirit Infant Realm, and he could practice his hands and test his new strength.

The thought flashed, and Bai Shan adjusted himself to a state of "no spirit", and then quietly walked out of the small world.

When he reappeared, he was already a white-armored giant standing in the snow.

In the darkness, the "Night Demon" of Baishan was suddenly inspired.

He looked at the two people fighting in the distance, and silently grabbed a flying knife, in such an environment, his flying knife can exert terrifying power...

However, before he could take out the knife, the Le Huang Tu who was soaring in the air found him.

Le Huangtu seemed to feel an inexplicable crisis from him, and immediately sacrificed a magic weapon-a bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror was when the Buddhism was destroyed, and he took advantage of the fire to rob and find the four-grade magic weapon - the Great Sun Mirror.

Because of the damage, the large day mirror was reduced to a three-grade magic weapon.

When Cao Chunfeng saw Le Huangtu raising the mirror, he thought it would be aimed at him, but after glancing at it, he saw a pale and heavily armored general at the end of the stream.

He was stunned, because he didn't know this person either.

At this time, the big day mirror had risen from Le Huangtu's hand and was suspended in the air.

Suddenly, on the sky dome, the light was shining.

The original darkness was thoroughly illuminated.

Bai Shan's expression moved, and his "Night Demon" was inadvertently broken.

But... Never mind.

As soon as his mind moved, the power of the military path surged towards him from the body of the man with the rune paper hidden in the armor, and many other forces also rose as a bonus, and the boiling majestic air flow directly centered on him, like a tsunami, swept the wind and snow and crashed towards the surroundings, pulling the surrounding trees like paper paste, collapsing and falling directly.

Everyone couldn't help but stop, even Cao Chunfeng and Qiu Zongzhu couldn't help but pause and look at this.

Air

Le Huangtu recognized this power, and with subconscious contempt, he smiled and said, "Martial Dao True Qi?!" ”

In his mind, the true qi of human martial arts could not be compared to aura at all.

Even if it looks majestic?

Can manpower prevail?

Cannot.

The fairy root in the heart of Le Huangtu's eyebrows flickered, and the cloud raised his hand lightly and pressed it down.

The Great Sun Mirror shone even brighter, condensing an incomparably hot pillar of light from it, shooting towards the mortals on the ground.

Bai Shan silently felt this power, and then without hesitation, he took a step forward.

Boom!!!

As soon as you step on the ground, with the white mountain as the center, all the land in the square circle collapses and collapses, and the slush stone and wood rise up.

And he turned into a pale meteor.

The Qi of the Soldier's Dao gathered in his right hand, condensed with his original True Qi, and turned into a huge blood claw of more than one meter.

Blood claws against pillars of light.

In the next moment, the pillar of light was shattered and torn apart.

Le Huangtu's eyes were shocked, and his brain suddenly buzzed, this thing was impossible.

But he reacted quickly, and even ignored the big sunset for a while, turned around and wanted to run.

But as soon as he moved, he saw many spirit swords rising from the void, shooting at him densely, making him have to stop.

Le Huangtu glanced at it and saw a lot of black dots standing in the snow, and he didn't know what they were.

"Sect Fellow Daoist, save me!!" He shouted, trying to grab another talisman out.

But the speed of Bai Shan was not slow, the heavy body stepped on a snowflake in mid-air, exploded into a cloud of thunder, and came to him like a cicada, and the blood-colored devil's claws grabbed Le Huangtu's body and pinched it gently.

The defense of the robe shimmered, but it couldn't stop Bai Shan's power at this time.

This is just a body bone that has been washed with marrow, just like a mosquito that has sucked blood, which explodes directly between the five fingers of Baishan, and the blood splashes and falls like rain.

The pale, heavily armoured man in a hideous helmet landed on the ground, shook off the blood on his hand, and grabbed the ownerless large sunglasses and put them into the mustard seed bag in his arms.

The two armies suddenly stopped fighting, and the crows were silent.

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