It has been verified by knowledgeable monks that the ancient battlefield here is from an era 700,000 years ago, and its name is Pei Cuiyuan.

At that time, the cultivation world had gradually regained its vitality and began to flourish again. However, the entire Heavenly One Realm was ruled by two imperial dynasties. Resting on the Lingxuan River, it is divided into north and south. The two perennial rivers are fighting each other, and this place, which was originally called Pei Cuiyuan in ancient times, was the place where the Southern Dynasty crossed the river on a large scale in that year.

The historical data is incomplete, but it is known that the scale of that battle was huge, and the army involved was as large as tens of millions, all of which were elite troops composed of warriors who had at least practiced the blood realm. There were also nearly 100,000 warships, and countless monks were involved.

In the end, the war lasted for more than 40 years, and the number of fallen monks was innumerable. The Yuan Shen Realm of the two countries is worshipped, and the same casualties are not counted.

The Southern Dynasties had strong national strength, but they were separated by a large river, and it was inconvenient to operate, supply and transport. After crossing the river, it was unable to expand the gains of the war, and the Northern Dynasty was unable to expel the troops of the Southern Dynasty.

In the end, it was not until the national strength of the two countries was exhausted and it was difficult to sustain that the two sides shook hands and negotiated peace. Less than a hundred years later, the northern and southern dynasties collapsed one after another, and the Tianyi Realm entered the Warring States Troubled Era. It also made the cultivation sect rise again in the world.

It is said that at that time, the Emerald Plain, which was still in the midst of the Great War, was already in chaos. Therefore, the execution of the wounded is too heavy, and there are places of resentment everywhere.

In the later stage, it can be seen that groups of resentful souls and corpses form a military formation, rampaging on the battlefield. There are even examples of formed armies that have disappeared in the Emerald Plains for some reason.

The reason why the two countries negotiated peace is also because strange things have occurred frequently in this battlefield, and both sides have been unable to gain a foothold safely.

At that time, due to the heavy casualties of the high-ranking people on both sides, they were unable to purify this place, so they could only ignore it. But only ten years later, the resentful spirits in this war spirit began to cause trouble to the neighbors, and there were cities on the north and south banks of the vicinity, which became empty cities overnight. The inhabitants inside are missing and missing.

At the beginning, the Northern and Southern Dynasties didn't care, but when there were more and more cases of the destruction of the city, the scope of the disaster was becoming more and more extensive, and there were even fourth-order resentful spirits, which appeared one after another, the Northern and Southern Dynasties finally began to pay attention to it.

However, due to the great damage to the vitality of the two countries, the strength of the cultivators was insufficient, and they were unable to purify the tens of millions of resentful souls on the Emerald Plain, and the Northern and Southern Dynasties could not even stop the spread of the spiritual calamity. The two sides could only join hands and forcibly sink the leylines here, causing the entire battlefield with a radius of 4,000 miles to collapse into the depths of 100,000 zhang underground. Then he dug up the embankment of the Lingxuan River, and poured it with flood water and river sand to completely bury and seal this battlefield.

It wasn't until more than 100,000 years later, when the mountains and rivers changed, and the topography of the Emerald Plains gradually rose, that people discovered that there were zài here.

However, most of them died inside, and those who escaped by luck were kept secret for various reasons. And the real person of the festival is also the notes left by the predecessors of Tongguò, so that I know the existence of this ancient battlefield.

And just about ten days ago, three great monks were leading a team in Liaoyuan Temple, a total of forty Jindan-level monks, who entered the Jade Plain.

Not surprisingly, these Mahayana Buddhist monks are making outposts for Zhenyi, investigating the reality in the Jade Plain.

At the same time, the three 'Ten Thousand Buddhas and Four Elephants Golden Light Treasure Wheel Holy Pagoda' have also been moved to the vicinity of the Emerald Plain.

There are also nearby areas, which are also blocked by the Three Holy Sects, not only Liaoyuan Temple almost poured out of the nest, mobilizing all the great monks in the temple. The rest of the Xuansheng Sect's Qiantian Sect also participated, and both families dispatched at least five Yuan Shen Cultivators to sit near the battlefield.

This can be explained as the three families, which are bound to win Pei Cui's originality. But if it is combined with Zhuang Wudao's now, almost every other day, he can feel that someone is using secret methods to prohibit magic, peeping and calculating his whereabouts and movements-who the Three Holy Sects really guard against is unknown.

-- Both sides are well aware of this battle and it is inevitable that this battle will be unavoidable.

It is impossible for Zhuang Wudao to allow Zhenyi to recover calmly, and Zhenyi is absolutely unwilling to die under his sword.

At that time, it will depend on the layout and strength of the two sides, whether he Zhuang Wudao will finally return under the joint interception of the Three Holy Sects, or whether he will finally win the skill, break through the encirclement, and cut off Zhenyi's head!

At this moment, even if you are away from the dust, you can also feel the tense atmosphere. Several Yuanshen monks have finished their retreats one after another, waiting for the follow-up war.

However, Zhuang Wudao did not use the power inside the dust gate from beginning to end, and there were no other arrangements.

has been waiting quietly in the Half Moon Building, and after the thunder fire soul forging stopped, Zhuang Wudao spent the whole day leisurely. I have nothing to do every day, I just send my love to the landscape, learn to paint the piano, and travel leisurely. It seems that he has completely forgotten the hatred of his teacher and family, and he has also become lazy about his cultivation.

Only a few people such as Yun Lingyue knew that Zhuang Wudao was always paying attention to the news of the movement in the north, especially the whereabouts of Na Zhenyi. In normal times, he uses piano painting and calligraphy to replace daily practice.

Zhuang Wudao's piano skills are not good, and no matter how he learns, he can't come to the elegance and beauty of those piano masters.

However, every sound of Zhuang Wudao's piano can shake people's hearts, full of mysteries, and even at the extreme, it can make the surrounding Yuan Force violently turbulent, causing a vision of heaven and earth. So much so that when playing the piano, several spiritual servants in the Half Moon Tower, plus Zhuang Xiaohu, would stay away most of the time. lest he be shocked by the sound of the piano and shake his own Dao foundation.

Even around Half Moon Lake, birds and beasts are extinct.

Zhuang Wudao uses the piano to explain the Tao, but the truth of the avenue expounded and interpreted in the sound of the piano may not be in line with Zhuang Xiaohu and others.

Listening to it is not only not beneficial, but harmful.

Calligraphy is another situation, Zhuang Wudao's calligraphy, more and more exquisite, every stroke is like a dragon and snake dance, iron painting silver hook, old to refined. It seems to have been immersed in the path of calligraphy for hundreds of years.

However, often when each word is completed, the paper will spontaneously combust without fire, or thunder and lightning will be born out of thin air. Often, within half a moment, these books will destroy themselves.

The only ones that have survived, only three. However, no one dared to see it, Zhuang Xiaohu had tried, but after a moment, all the clothes on his body turned into ashes. Fortunately, there is also a Taoist robe of not low grade on his body, which avoids the embarrassment of being naked on the spot.

But what really made her heart palpitate was that in her body, her internal organs seemed to be burning like fire, and it was uncomfortable. If there is no Zhuang Wudao by his side, he will shoot over with a spell to suppress the internal fire, and he will almost be injured on the spot.

From then on, Zhuang Xiaohu was terrified, and he didn't dare to see Zhuang Wudao writing. I feel that my own master is now more and more unfathomable, and it is difficult to know the depth.

Afterwards, when Yun Lingyue came to visit, he also saw Zhuang Wudao's three calligraphy.

Yuan Shen cultivation is different from Zhuang Xiaohu as weak. It's just that Yun Lingyue's face was also pale at that time, and then she asked for the calligraphy on the spot, and then threw it in Xuanlingshan's own library. He even built a white jade hall that could suppress the power of fire and thunder for his disciples to see.

Compared with the calligraphy piano road, Zhuang Wudao's movement in calligraphy and painting is much smaller, and it is far less powerful than the first two.

For months, they were painting the same scene, the same thing—just a river, a rushing river.

One pair every day, but almost every day changes, and every day is a little different.

These paintings are Zhuang Xiaohu's favorite, and he has to hold Zhuang Wudao's new sketches every day and think about them for a long time.

When you look at these paintings, you can feel that Zhuang Wudao is painting the Tibetan Xuan River, and he is not stuck to it. And when you look closely at the induction, you will find that the river water inside is actually made up of small swords. It can be seen that the sword qi is like a tide, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

However, if you can do in-depth research on this basis, you will be more able to sense the essence of the water element contained in this great river sword tide, which Zhuang Wudao depicts.

A painting, the interpretation of the way of heaven, is more vivid than when Zhuang Wudao opened the altar to preach. In just a few dozen days, Zhuang Xiaohu already felt that he was very different from before. The cultivation has not increased much, but the strength is not the same. Especially when casting various water spells, not only is the weather completely different, but the power has also increased by nearly seventy percent.

Towards July, Mo Ling awoke from his slumber for a long time. The reason why the little guy slept for so long this time was because Zhuang Wudao not only let his three-legged crow devour the demon pill of two silver refining white snakes at one time, but also absorbed the essence of life and death obtained when he sacrificed a large amount of blood to the demon lord.

In addition, in the previous month, Mo Ling had been eating the flesh and blood of the fifth-order demon every day, and the huge vitality directly approached the demon yuan of the three-legged crow to the level of the fourth order.

The tonic is too much, so that Mo Ling, with the body of a divine beast, can't digest the huge amount of vitality brought by these golden pills of flesh and blood, and can't help but choose to gradually dissolve and absorb it in a sleeping way.

The three-legged raven after awakening has shiny feathers. The scales on the forefoot are more dull and deep,

Zhuang Wudao could faintly sense, and Mo Ling had once again stood on the verge of breaking through. The natal spirit pet also benefited when he accepted the Xuantian Dao seed and broke through the Yuan Shen Realm. It saves at least fifty or sixty years of time accumulation and grows rapidly.

At this time, as long as there is enough supply of high-level demon clan flesh and blood, the three-legged crow can enter the fourth order in less than three years.

However, Mo Ling's impulse to advance was forcibly suppressed by Zhuang Wudao. It also no longer provides demon pills and flesh as food for Mo Ling.

Instead, he personally refined a jade talisman, and together with another Void Ring filled with various wounded pills, it was cherished and hung on Mo Ling's neck, hidden in the feather.

One person and one bird have the same mind, and without Zhuang Wudao's words, Mo Ling knows Zhuang Wudao's intentions. The smart eyes looked at Zhuang Wudao for a moment, and after a wail, Mo Ling flew into the air and rushed in the direction of the south.

The speed of flying away, but it is slow and pitiful, every time he looks back at Zhuang Wudao, he seems to be looking forward to the master to keep him.

However, until the three-legged crow disappeared from view, Zhuang Wudao just watched silently, without any movement.

"Throw your own natal spirit pet into the extreme south of the badlands to fend for yourself, sword master, you are really willing. ”

The sword spirit sighed slightly, and a figure also appeared from the light cloud sword.

"Actually, there is no need to do this, that day in the South Forest Sea, it is enough. In the Far South Badlands, if it is really as your teacher said, it will be too sinister. ”

"Without tempering, it is difficult to become a great tool. ”

Zhuang Wudao shook his head, looking indifferent, but his voice was rare, with a bit of reluctance.

"I've heard that when a young eagle is born, the mother eagle takes it up a high cliff and drops it off. The she-wolf in the forest will also expel her young, so that the young wolf can learn to hunt alone. I don't want my own spirit pet to end up looking like those two silver white snakes. ”