What happened in the East was not the same, since Emperor Xiaowu of the Western Han Dynasty broke through the grassland, destroyed the sacred mountain of the Xiongnu, and shattered the personality of Dadan, no one has been able to unite all the tribes on the grassland.

Because the excellent pastures in Hetao and other places were occupied by the Han people, there was once a strange scene that the Han people had more war horses than the Hu people, until the abandoned grassland was used as farmland for the decline of the horse breeding environment, and then gradually returned to its old state.

Before and after the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Xiongnu were divided into two parts, the north and the south, and the Southern Xiongnu directly defected to the Han Dynasty and became the leading party in later generations.

The Northern Xiongnu were defeated by Dou Xian and destroyed the country, and after the remnants fled far away, no one on the grassland dared to disobey the will of the Han Dynasty.

The Southern Xiongnu were only golden in their physical personality, and they were not of the same order of magnitude as the Han Dynasty Emperor Qingzi, and all the northern Hu tribes were subjugated to the prosperity of the Han Dynasty.

Chixi didn't know about these mysterious and hidden historical changes, he was just inexplicably unconvinced, but even if he was such an ambitious young patriarch, he only had the intention of plundering some Han children's property to supplement his tribe, and the highest ideal was to marry the daughter of Shan Yu of the Southern Xiongnu and make a virtuous king, and he never thought about this supreme position on the grassland.

He glanced at the Murong envoy beside him several times, weighing the strength of the other party, and his eyes showed murderous intent several times, even if he wanted to cooperate, the idea of the other party usurping the throne made him instinctively dissatisfied.

"Who is this person?" In the noisy scene, someone finally discovered this and began to question the identity of this strange Xianbei person.

Chixi stretched out his hand and sneered, "This is a guest from the Murong clan...... Tell me, Messenger, why you have convened the assembly of the tribes. ”

"Good. The messenger stepped out of the procession, and his voice was not high, but he could hear it very clearly.

Everyone looked at it and saw that he was not very old, with two horizontal eyebrows, his eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted upward: "Why, it is the old practice of the grassland." ”

He said aloud, "The grassland is respected by strength, and the tribes decide the big order, the location is in the holy lake, and the time is set at the beginning of spring when the snow melts. ”

"Those who don't attend the meeting within a month are grassland traitors, lackeys of the Han Dynasty, no matter which new order is from, my Murong clan's 20,000 blood wolf army is bound to kill traitors!"

Chixi's face was pale, and this lackey scolded the entire Southern Huns, but the other party's momentum frightened him, and he sneered: "Twenty thousand, whose tribe doesn't have it?"

"The grassland is so big, 20,000 cavalry is not much, but I am the strength of a centurion!" The messenger sneered and pressed his long knife: "My new army of the Murong tribe, each of them has the same strength as me!"

"Centurion of 20,000, this is impossible, we Huns did not have these ...... at their peak" An elder blushed and pointed his hands and scolded.

When the Murong envoy heard this, he just sneered: "It's you who have declined! The Xiongnu have been broken for a long time, and the strength of the Han people in the south has been growing.

"The time has come, this grassland needs a new wolf king!"

"Heavenly time?" Chixi was also furious, but at this time, his heart moved, staring at the messenger: "Immortal Heaven is above, who allows you to say Heavenly Time?"

"The patriarch of my family, Murong Patriarch, visited the Holy Mountain, and found that the ancestral origin was taken away by the Han Dynasty, and I heard that the ancestral land of the Xiongnu is the Shanxi Basin, although it is a matter of animal husbandry, and the origin of the Han Dynasty is the ancient Han and Qiang lineage, so it is the orthodoxy of the Han-Hungarian war. ”

The envoy of the Murong clan paced in the tent, and his tone was indifferent: "This matter has existed since ancient times, when Dongyi Chi was especially defeated by the Yellow Emperor of the ancient Han and Qiang lineage, and lost Mount Tai, the holy mountain of Dongyi, the holy monarch of China in all dynasties, sealed Mount Tai with power, and the Dongyi family fell and completely integrated into China. ”

"You and others failed in the struggle for the throne, lost the holy mountain, and were successively sealed by the Western Han Dynasty champion Hou Huo Quailing and the Eastern Han Dynasty general Dou Xian carved a stone, since the ancestral veins were lost, no wonder one generation is not as good as the next, and now it has been reduced to being a watchdog for the Han people...... Now that the Third Empire of the Han Dynasty has risen again, I think that in another two hundred years, there will be no Xiongnu in the grasslands. ”

This is harsh, but it is thrilling, so that Chixi and the others are uncertain, speechless, and only said in a half-loud voice: "The immortal sky is above, my Huns have lost to the Han Dynasty, admit gambling and lose, bright and fair, it is not a man, but the holy mountain is the head of the dragon veins of the grassland, there is no dragon energy, everyone is the same, what can you Xianbei dog?"

"Hah! That's your ignorance!"

The envoy of the Murong clan was not angry when he was scolded, and then he stood in the tent and laughed and said: "Now that the Dao Law is manifested, how can there only be the ancestral vein holy mountain, don't you hear that there is no class!"

"Immortal Heaven is above, my lord Murong has been meditating on this issue for several days without sleep, and all night after the apocalypse, he led the people to worship the Western Sect and ask for the protection of the Western saints, and now he has been allowed...... The inheritance of the Great Religion lies in my cǎo original, turning the Immortal Heaven into the Western Elysium, and the time has come to unify all ethnic groups, which is the luck of our great prosperity!"

"Xianbei, Xiongnu, Qian, Di, Qiang...... Our five clans will inherit this great luck, and we will definitely thwart the fortune of the Han people, and hold the artifact in our hands, and this time when the destiny of heaven is prosperous!"

The "boom" thunder sounded in this winter night, and the thunder light was reflected in the tent, making everyone tremble.

There was a long silence in the field, and Chixi frowned and said: "If you can convince Shan Yu, our tribe will also participate in this meeting, and we want to see if the strength of your Murong tribe is the same as you said." ”

These words implied murderous intent, if the Murong tribe did not have the strength they said, they would swarm up and devour it cleanly.

"Heh, if I expected it to be true, you Southern Huns Shan Yu have agreed to attend the meeting...... You wait and see. ”

"I hope so...... Come on, send off!"

When the Murong envoy came out, he saw the North Star hanging lonely above the horizon due north, and he was open-minded, looking at the black qi in the north and south, and snorted coldly: "Ye Qing...... You will fight in Jizhou first, and when we go south, it will be when your Han Dynasty will fall!"

There was an auspicious cloud shrouded in the dark night sky, the lotus platform was mysterious, and a golden-faced saint sat down to suppress it, and raised his eyebrows slightly at this time.

Nuwa's figure appeared in the void, and she frowned at the changes in the grassland below: "Western Sage, do you really want to do this?"

On the grassland this night, the slightest torrent changed, Nuwa was high above, clearly seeing the prairie clearly, and several forces that looked like snake pythons in Middle-earth were connected under a new force.

This new force has gradually turned into a black dragon, guarded by a **** day, full of vitality, which is the guardian of Western saints.

"Western sage, Nuwa, look, I don't even have a name, only a title. The Western sage looked up at the grassland with a raised face: "You Wa Huang enjoys the luck of China, there is no shortage of it, and even too many people to teach, the original leader of the god list, and the interception of the Great Yan Yuyi through the sky, all have the source of luck." ”

"And I have no name, only a name, don't I plan for myself? And I already know the foundation of this Murong Zheng, but I am also an earthly person, and I belong to the White Emperor of the Heavenly Court, and compared with the Qing Vein, there is a different possibility. ”

"The West is golden, and I, a Western saint, don't I have a relationship with it?" the Western saint smiled slightly, his eyes were golden.

Hearing this, Nuwa was silent for a while and said, "In the event of a conflict, I will only support Ye Qing." ”

"Since this is the case, who wins and who loses in the end, or under the balance, how much profit is divided in proportion, it depends on the ability of the two families...... However, before this conflict, according to the covenant of the saint, you can't reveal it to Ye Qing in private. ”

When Nuwa heard this, she didn't say a word, she nodded reluctantly, and her figure disappeared.

The Western sage sighed slightly, knowing that the relationship had deteriorated, but he couldn't, even if he was the spokesperson of the dark side of the Heavenly Dao, but who didn't have his own interests?

"When the dark side of the Heavenly Dao is yangized, it is when the saint personality is lost, if you don't want to decline into a true immortal, you have to impact the earth immortal before this, and it is absolutely impossible to have no resources. ”

"And I feel like I'm not alone, like I'm missing half. ”

These mysteries are still waiting to be answered in the future. ”

Cheongha-gun, base camp

Like last time, the main tent was filled with clear sunlight, and small incense was wafting in the pillar of light, and Ye Qing was sitting on the wooden couch, meditating.

In the sea of knowledge, the slightest blue and purple aura lingered in the Chuanlin notes, and there were dark or bright golden points of light nearby, and there was a faint blue.

On that day, Tongtian spread the Dharma with clouds, and a mysterious power appeared in Ye Qing's sea of knowledge, which not only conveyed wisdom, but also imperceptibly, and the means were wonderful.

Ordinary people are different, only remember a part of their temperament, and two or three out of ten are already people with extraordinary understanding.

It's just that there are Chuanlin notes, and there are mysteries hidden in these golden dots, all of which are cracked, Ye Qing only feels that his spiritual sense is becoming more and more clear, and the doubts in his past cultivation are suddenly cleared up at this time, not only that, but the hundreds of thousands of volumes of knowledge stored in it are also gradually integrated.

Its qi is getting clearer and clearer, and the natural separation between man and heaven and earth is getting thinner and thinner.

At this moment, Ye Qinglingchi was rapidly transformed, and it was originally a parallel of five virtues, and it seemed that the five colors were all there, and it showed Mude.

At this time, in a short period of time, the whole body turned into a thick red gas, and the entire spiritual pool shrank from five meters to three feet at once.

Ye Qing's tightly closed eyes were open, full of joy.

"I don't want to, Tongtian Dao people, it is the dark side of the Heavenly Dao, the cloud qi transmission of the Fa, all of a sudden I directly benefit from the Great Dao, and with the Chuanlin notes, my benefit may even exceed Tongtian himself. ”

"Originally, there were Chuanlin notes, Yin God, Yang God, all of which were barrier-free, but they were transformed into true immortals, and there was a level, and at this time I had already crossed the gate with one foot. ”

"It's just that even so, the spirit pool needs to be expanded to ten meters before it can truly transform into a true immortal. ”

"If you don't kill chickens and take eggs, it will damage the luck of the Han Dynasty, even if I am the emperor, the luck that can be taken in private will take me to the throne for ten years. ”

"But if you can kill the Daoist of the Outer Regions and sweep away the Outer Hu, I'm afraid it won't take so long. ”

Ye Qing pushed the door and got up, looked at the blue sky, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered, "It's almost time, it's time for me to add a fire." ”

"Your Majesty?" At this time, Queen Xiao Mi came over and was stunned when she saw this.

Although Queen Xiaomi is the same as Qianqian, the title is different, Queen Xiaomi's title is "Majesty Xià", and Qianqian's title is "Childe"

Ye Qing only smiled when he heard this, and ordered: "Spread my will, officially deliver the document to the saints, saying that I want to meet a few saints!"