Chapter 145: The Beiliang Army in Danger

"Fly or not, let's talk about it later."

"That...... Discuss who will send this elixir to Changqing. ”

Wang Chonglou could see that Song Zhiming felt sorry for his little junior brother in his bones.

Hence this question.

"I've got a lot of bones, and I'm going to have to travel thousands of miles to find that kid."

"I'm not going to do it, you find someone else."

Song Zhiming directly turned his head away and ignored Wang Chonglou.

"Harm, senior brother knows that you have a grudge in your heart, and who doesn't want to be green about him."

"This time, I will definitely send a young man with deep foot strength."

"It's just that someone has to go to see Changqing for our brothers, and I will tell you two sentences of taboo points for immortal returns."

Wang Chonglou smiled and was seductive.

"Ahem, that's right."

"Changqing is always young, the Tao is not deep, and he doesn't understand the immortal return in this door."

"If you really accidentally lose your soul, it's troublesome."

"Forget it, let's go in person."

Song Zhiming got off the donkey and agreed directly.

Anyway.

Even without Wang Chonglou's instructions to leave, Song Zhiming directly snatched the Qingyu Pill in Wang Chonglou's hand.

Wrapped in his arms, he brushed the dust in his hand and went out directly.

"Wait for junior brother, bring the jade axe!"

Wang Chonglou looked at Song Zhiming's eagerness to pretend now, and wanted to laugh.

But I still don't forget to ask.

Then I saw the big real person who could step three or four steps away from ordinary people in one step.

It was already on the mountainside, and only then did he reply with two sentences, "I know, I know".

Wudang Mountain Dazhen Song Zhifang, with the future Wudang master Li Yuaxe down the mountain, into Liyang!

……

Huishan.

Xuanyuan clan land.

Xuanyuan is not in the future.

Originally, Xuanyuan's luxury mansion in the Xuanyuan clan land fell into the hands of Wu Changqing.

At the moment, in the huge mansion.

Empty.

Only a blurred white figure sat cross-legged by the lake in the courtyard.

The scene looks very weird.

Wu Changqing used the method of Wudang Dream Spring and Autumn to forcibly shape his soul, and consolidate the embodiment of his soul in the world over and over again.

In fact, the so-called immortals in this world, in the eyes of ordinary people, are unattainable people who have attained the Tao.

It seems that it can really prolong life, and with a wave of the hand, it can dominate the life and death of the world.

And in the eyes of these cultivators.

Immortals.

It's just another layer of realm above the realm of one product.

The rivers and lakes of the future.

There will be some more masters called the Land Celestial Realm, and the Land Celestial Realm is stronger than the Land Immortals.

These masters are the immortals in the world.

He is the true invincible power in the world.

Whether it is a martial artist, a martial artist, or a member of the three sects, he will become an immortal.

are similar to the world's poor scholars to gain fame.

Tens of millions of people just crossed the single-plank bridge.

The title of the gold list is the consummation of merit.

To win the official position, it is to rank in the immortal class.

It's just that in the process of becoming immortals, there is a process of transformation.

The Taoist gate calls it the feather ascension, and the Buddhist gate calls it the standing Buddha.

The human body will be transformed into the unsullied body of an immortal.

And this so-called innocent body.

Wu Changqing has had it since he stepped into the Immortal Dao.

A steady stream of qi, a physical body that will not be easily injured, even if it is seriously fatally injured by mortals, it does not matter.

"The so-called immortals are just like that."

Wu Changqing suddenly spoke.

It felt as if he had already experienced what it was like to be an immortal.

But Erl.

"Forget it, if you don't shape the body, the body is a drag, but it is a confinement of the soul."

"It's more direct to directly enter the sainthood with the transcendent soul and achieve the position of a saint."

"The Buddhist saint is the Buddha, the Taoist saint is the Taoist, and the Confucian saint is the Confucian saint."

"If I had only become a saint, I would have destroyed some of the heavens and disgraced my own way of becoming heaven and earth."

"Then enter the Taoist first, then cultivate Confucianism, and finally find an old monk to seek the Buddha."

Wu Changqing slowly opened his eyes.

His vague white-clad figure gradually materialized.

Become indistinguishable from ordinary people.

He got up and moved a little, looked at the calm lake in front of him, and suddenly thought of another question.

"What should I do with the way to build a foundation now?"

"During the Qi refining period, I comprehended the Qingdi Immortal Gong and forged an incomparably thick Qi refining foundation and tenfold realm."

"Now that the foundation has been built, I am a little confused."

Wu Changqing's brows furrowed slightly.

If it is the Qi refining period, there are still nine martial arts products, you can refer to the comprehension.

But after the foundation is built, we can only take celestial phenomena, land immortals and even land celestial beings as references.

Or......

Directly establish the Three Realms.

Tsk, it doesn't seem to work, the ten layers of gas refining are progressive, and there are traces to follow.

But a leap to build a foundation is a layer of unattainable realm, each realm is too general, a bit of a blind man touching the elephant, not very able to do.

Weird.

Wu Changqing paced back and forth in the courtyard, his thoughts were chaotic, and he couldn't find a breakthrough.

Although he has absolute anti-heaven understanding.

But the root of enlightenment is also to be logical, not imaginary.

"Evergreen?"

Right now.

The courtyard door was carefully opened from the outside.

A ghostly head poked out from the crack in the door.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

"What's wrong?"

Wu Changqing turned his head and asked curiously.

"I think you should check this out."

Seeing that Wu Changqing didn't cultivate anymore, Xuanyuan Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly in front of Wu Changqing.

A secret letter was handed to him.

When Wu Changqing grasped this secret letter, a gloomy aura suddenly lingered in his heart.

It was as if he had already felt the cause and effect that was being caused by him in this world.

He directly opened the secret letter and read it briefly.

"It's been a little year?"

"He was also besieged by the people of the imperial court beside the Guangling Waterway three hundred miles east of Xiangfan City?"

Wu Changqing's eyebrows were slightly raised.

Directly close your eyes and feel the obscure heavenly floats between heaven and earth.

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

Wu Changqing left such a sentence.

The figure disappeared directly in place.

……

Xiangfan City, thousands of miles away from Huishan.

Today, batches of 100 troops were sent out one after another.

Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, personally sat in Xiangfan City and organized a large army to encircle and suppress the gang of Beiliang gangsters.

In the past few days, Xu Ang has successively sent more than 800 cavalry troops to the city.

Very few cavalry could return to the city.

This is like a meat bun beating a dog, which makes King Jing'an angry.

I can't wait to directly contact Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, to dispatch the Guangling Water Division to strangle the extremely difficult Beiliang remnants next to the Guangling River at one time.

East of Xiangfan City.

A place close to the Guangling Waterway.

A group of mortally wounded cavalrymen were recuperating by the waterway.

The original hundred-man cavalry army when it was out of the cold now only a dozen people remain.

This is still more than one enemy, after seven or eight cavalry battles in a row, the remaining Beiliang cavalry of more than 700 cavalry troops in Xiangfan City was killed.

The well-known Beiliang Iron Riding Armor is the world.

Living up to the prestige.