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Outside Puyang City, on the top of Shiliting Mountain, the blazing bonfire was bright and vibrant, dispelling a little chill in the middle of the night.

The dark face of the Xuan Qing people was hidden in the flickering firelight, reflecting the snow on the ground and a few touches of greenery in the forest, sprinkling a piece of color.

Yun Wubei took down the warm wine jug from the bonfire rack, handed it over respectfully, and asked solemnly.

"Forgive me for my courage to fight, dare to ask the real person Liang Qing If the two dynasties fight, will Xuanyin have the true monarch of the Yuanying Realm to make a move?"

The warmth rose, and the ice and snow melted near the campfire, creating a mist that was blown away by the cold mountain wind.

Xuan Qingzhen silently took the wine jug and was silent.

As Fang Cai's terrifying voice faded away, half of Xuanqing's body was hidden in the darkness, although he was silent, he did not have the domineering and lofty momentum of ordinary Jindan, and the whole person looked slightly depressed.

Raising his head and pouring a sip of liquor, Xuan Qingzhen said indifferently: "The true monarch of the Yuanying Realm rarely shows up, among the smaller sects, he is the existence of the ancestor, how can he interfere with the mortal world? ”

The cold words came to Yun Wubei's ears, but they made the big stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time fall to the ground.

Stop at Jindan?

In this way, there is still a glimmer of life in the battle of the Qing Dynasty in the north?

Yun Wubei took a sip of the spirits, and the burning sensation lingered on the tip of his tongue for a while, and then flowed down his throat. After a few breaths, the whole body warmed up. It's just that these little warmths can't dispel the cold feeling in my heart no matter what.

The true monarch of the Yuanying Realm can't escape from the world, and he easily doesn't fulfill the mortal dust.

But as seen in Qingfeng Canyon, the Emperor of the Xuanyin Holy Sect, although he is a Jindan Realm Daoist, but his strength through the heavens and the earth is not much better than that of the True Monarch of the Yuan Infant Realm, and even surpasses it.

And within the Xuanyin Holy Sect that dominates the northern land, such a great supernatural power Jindan Zhenren who can be compared to Yuanying Zhenjun is not only the Emperor Extreme True Monarch?

The bitterness between his lips and teeth was even stronger, and Yun Wubei took another sip of the spirits, and suddenly looked at the Xuan Qingzhen people on the side of the bonfire.

"The younger generation once heard that the Qing Dynasty and Kyushu were all under the jurisdiction of Tingyun Sect, and the Qingliang dispute over the years was shallow. This time, the intention of the Great Liang Whale to swallow Youzhou has been clear, and before the Youdong Cloud Road, the cultivation of Xuanyin is even more wanton slaughter, why does the Yunzong listen to it and ignore it?"

When Xuan Qingzhen heard this, his expression suddenly dimmed, but there was a raging anger rising in his gloomy eyes, but it was replaced by a look of despair and helplessness after a while.

This series of complicated expressions fell in Yun Wubei's eyes.

Yun Wubei felt a pang in his heart, and frowned: I'm afraid that the secret between Xuanyin and Tingyun is quite complicated, and it is far beyond my own expectations.

Sure enough, after a period of silence, Xuan Qing said coldly: "If you don't pay attention to it, you really can't!"

A rich look of disappointment emerged, and Yun Wu sighed sadly.

He knew that since Xuanqing had already answered like this, it would be in vain to investigate further.

However, if you can get an answer like 'stop at Jindan', there is still a glimmer of life, and it is better than nothing.

Frowning and meditating, Yun Wubei waved his sleeves and struck a force on the silver-covered tree, and then took some stumps with his hands, adding them to the bonfire.

In an instant, his mind moved, and Yun Wubei blurted out: "The younger generation Yu Jian spread the voice, the original way will take a while, but the real person will arrive in half an hour." Dare to ask a real person, but from Tingyun Sect?"

"Trapping Mountain to find a little friend, and also from Trapping Mountain to here. ”

Xuanqing's fingertips were pointed on the wine jug, and a pool of spirits moved without wind, splashing out of the jug, flowing into his mouth along the mountain wind, and then his fingertips pointed to Yun Wubei from afar, "When the Chiyan Mountain Xun Palace, the deity made three promises, and now the little friend's mind, the deity knows." ”

Then he ignored Yun Wubei's stunned gaze, his figure darkened in vain, and the person had risen to the sky and flew straight to the blue underworld.

There was a remnant sound that echoed in the clouds, and there was no sadness in the ears.

"Within one year, the deity will protect you and your family, this is a promise!" The aftermath reverberates in the night sky.

A warmth suddenly rose in Yun Wubei's chest, and when he looked up, Xuan Qingzhen had disappeared on the top of the mountain under the moon, without a trace.

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The next day, when the sun rose in the east, Yun Wubei had already appeared in a military camp hundreds of miles away from Puyang.

This military camp, which stretches for several miles and lies across the Xiongfeng Heights, is the Donglinwei camp that was transferred to Puyang a month ago.

At the beginning, in Donglin, after the Yun Liekong vein was exhausted, the 20,000 Donglin guards were included in Yun Wubei's control. Ten years ago, when he first arrived in the East, the nails planted in the army have now been tempered for ten years, and they have already penetrated every corner of the East Linwei.

This is also Yun Wubei's first direct and self-directed power.

Originally, before he got the "Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal Devouring True Scripture", he originally wanted to make the twelve people of Jingyun Wei Ye Fengge enter the army, and follow the gentle drizzle and moisturizing silent means, and slowly completely control the 20,000 soldiers.

Now, the Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal Devouring True Scripture has been obtained, and the situation in the north is so tense.

Then this strategy is a little inappropriate.

After the point, the east is in the main tent of the Weizhong Army.

Yun Wubei sat on the main seat, playing with a mutton fat white jade bottle in his hand, and the twelve people under the tent were impressively listed.

At this time, among the twelve people who have followed his family since childhood, Ye Fengge is already in the early stage of foundation building, and the remaining eleven people have also reached the realm of twelve major consummations of qi cultivation.

Ye Fengge was originally the most qualified among the twelve people, but he hadn't advanced to the Foundation Building Realm for a few months, which was unexpected by Yun Wubei, and it was also beyond his expectations.

The fingers caressed the mutton fat jade bottle, and a trace of blood that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye floated around the jade bottle, occasionally stained on Yun Wubei's hands, and there were bursts of coolness on the body.

Yun Wubei raised his head, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "When did Fengge build the foundation?"

Under the tent, Ye Fengge stood tall and knelt on one knee again.

"Young master, a month ago, the lord gave a Zhuji Dan, and Fengge didn't dare to push it back. ”

"Sir?"

Yun Wubei couldn't help but chuckle.

It seems that because of the exhaustion of the clouds and the sky, these twelve people have entered the sight of the relatives in the clan. However, only one Tsukidan was given, but it was stingy.

As for Feng Ge's "dare not push back", I am afraid that they just don't want to! These twelve people have been with each other since childhood, and since they studied the first volume of the secret book of "The Way of Life and Death", they are destined to be difficult to deviate from their greedy wolf lord in this life.

Now, his own family is already in sight, but the twelve people of Jingyunwei are mostly hovering around practicing qi. As his only confidant, it's really time to help one or two.

Thinking of this, Yun Wubei suddenly got up, looked at the twelve people who were kneeling on the ground, and laughed loudly.

"Since you are my cloud and no sorrow minions, and the cultivation of the Qi Realm is really not on the table, now I will give you a creation! The thing in this bottle is called 'Zhu Yan Blood', which is enough to raise all your cultivation to the peak of the middle stage of foundation building. Wait for the March period, don't let Yun down. ”

As he spoke, his palm bent slightly, and the mutton fat jade bottle in his palm shattered in response to the sound, and then a dazzling ball of blood light floated in the air, turning into twelve red lights in an instant, and pounced into the body of the twelve people of Jingyunwei.

After doing all this, Yun Wubei commanded the old demon of Qingdai on the high lotus platform in the sea of knowledge.

"There is Lao Qinglao, send these twelve people into the Xuantian Palace's Timing Array, three days later, it will still be of great use!"

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Yuzhou, Fufeng County.

Towering mountain city, covered with snow.

In the neighborhood of Xishi, the noisy crowd of people shuttles and surges in the streets and alleys, and all kinds of shouts are endless. However, the East Fang, which is only three streets away from the West Fang, is rarely crowded.

The staggered Zhumen Xiongfu is hidden in the snow color of the city, and there are occasional pavilion cornices, which are solemn and solemn, revealing grandeur.

The Han Mansion in the east is hundreds of mansions, pavilions and pavilions, and it occupies seventy percent of the entire East Square.

Between the purple golden beams and the embroidered carvings, although there is snow covering the roof, there is a trace of blood stains on the old residues, which is shocking.

On this day, it was getting late and the night was dark.

In the boundless silence, a figure in black fell from the sky.

This life is upright and magnificent, and it is difficult to hide its majestic posture when walking in black at night, carrying a yin and yang stick with eyebrows on his back, and his bearing is quite extraordinary.

"This is the Yuzhou Han Mansion? This spirit is really extraordinary, it's a pity-"

With a light sigh, the man in black had disappeared like a ghost, and a moment later, a series of screams and curses broke the solemn atmosphere of Fufeng County's Dongfang.

The sudden chaos, the sound of boiling, the sound of blades colliding, and the sound of screams were mixed together, resounding endlessly.

The big family near the left didn't even pay attention to it, sighed "The world is going down, and the autumn is eventful", and then hurriedly closed the door in order to seek peace.

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Coincidentally, in the cool mountains of Fufeng County, there is a flying building plugged in here.

If it is in a peaceful year, the pine and bamboo on the mountain are like the sea, but when the snow falls, it must be an elegant thing to eat in the mountain pavilion and enjoy the snow.

However, at this time, the dark waves in the north of Daqing are repeated, the situation is unpredictable, and the vassal elegance has long been extinct.

Outside the pavilion, more than 100 elite soldiers are lined up; In the pavilion, the two sit opposite each other and cook wine.

As the snowflakes fell, one person bowed down and filled the boiled hot wine with a silver cup, and then said with a solemn face: "Father, that Fenwei general entered the Han Mansion alone, and you and I will sit back and watch the brewing wine again?"

The other person smiled leisurely, raised a drink, and then closed his eyes to taste it, and then stroked his beard and smiled: "What does the trouble of Mingtai Division have to do with me?"

"But after all, the child has received the rank of general of Zhenbei, is it inappropriate to sit idly by? ”

The old man Shi Shiran got up and walked to the top of the mountain pavilion, located at a high place, and the huge mountain city came into view.

After a long time, the old man retracted his gaze, the sharp color in his eyes suddenly appeared, and he snorted coldly.

"Stupid! I, the little Marquis of Ping'en, entered the court with a special body, how can he be virtuous? The successive generals of Zhenbei were all born illustriously, and their prestige in the army was mighty, and with your prestige and qualifications, how can you steal this position?"

The old man scolded him severely, and when he saw that the man's face in the pavilion had changed, his harsh expression had weakened, and he chuckled lightly.

"His Majesty's ambitions are very big, and he also intends to be the one who plays chess. After a pause, the old man's eyes suddenly sharpened, "However, this is not an opportunity for my Wang clan to rise!"

After speaking, the old man coughed lightly.

In an instant, there was a sudden ripple in the pavilion, and then a person walked out of it.

This person's body was shrouded in the uncertain thunder light, and his face was not real, but he saw a light blue arc in his palm, and an indifferent voice came out of thin air.

"Master Hou has already made a decision, you must know that once you decide, there is no turning back. ”

The old man bowed his head slightly, drank all the wine, and then drew a graceful arc with the silver cup in his hand and threw it down to the top of the mountain.

"Mingtai Si Xu commanded the head of the affairs, so he asked Guizong to take a shot and fetch it for Wang, how about it?"

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