Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1151: The 2th Spiritual Treasure (12+9113) (Qianlong Wuyong Golden Alliance plus )

South China Sea, Qusi Mountain.

The wind and clouds were surging and changing on the top of the mountain, the red flames were shooting up into the sky, golden patterns were rolling, under the numerous copper lamps was a huge black furnace, the flames suppressed inside were changing and rising, the overlapping colors actually rippled with colorful colors.

Beside the black furnace, a Taoist priest in a sky blue Taoist robe had a slightly pale face. His magical powers had reached their limit, and he tried hard to control the light from it. However, even though he had used all his strength, flames still burst out of the furnace from time to time, forcing him to turn his head to the side.

It was none other than the person in charge of Qu Si Mountain, Liao Luo Zhenren who was in the middle stage of Purple Mansion.

And in this bronze palace, a handsome man in a simple robe was leaning against the main seat and drinking. His eyes glanced casually at the stove, he put down the golden cup in his hand, and turned his head to look to the other side.

He saw the woman kneeling on the ground, holding a jade talisman in her hand, waiting for him to ask questions, but no sound came out. He only saw Di Yan stand up and take out a letter out of thin air.

He shook it lightly and unfolded the letter. Just one glance at it made the expression in his eyes become much more fierce. He let go of the letter and let it dissipate into smoke, then turned around to look at it.

His dark-gold eyes, which seemed to be made of copper, were fixed on the dancing flames in the furnace, and on the weapons that were constantly taking shape in the furnace. His voice was calm:
"Six whole years... You have done well, but after all, you added the [Six Killings Emperor], so it is still slow."

These two words made Liao Luo sweat a little more, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the great immortal turned around, looked at the bronze sword hanging on the wall, stretched out his hand, and grasped the hilt!

"Chong-"

A cold light like water splashed out, and the great immortal had turned the sword tip and placed it in his palm. His five fingers suddenly tightened, and his magical powers rolled. Only then was the sound of metal colliding heard. Drops of black gold-colored, viscous blood like liquid mercury flowed down the hilt of the sword, like a dripping stream, sprinkling on the weapons in the furnace.

This action made Liao Luo's expression change slightly, Kuang Yu raised his head with a trace of worry in his eyes, but Di Yan remained calm, his five fingers clenched tighter and tighter, with a clang, the sword was actually crushed by him!

The trickle of black gold blood finally stopped flowing. The man threw the broken sword in his hand to the ground, as if he didn't care at all. He put away the jade talisman in the woman's hand, turned around and smiled:

"It's a great harvest."

Kuang Yu responded quickly, saying:
"I practiced magic five years ago, but the progress was a bit slow. Now I am finally able to breathe freely and I will choose a day to go into seclusion."

A hint of joy flashed across Di Yan's brows, and the five magical powers responded, all injected into the furnace fire, and said with a smile:
"The path I point out to you is never wrong. You have failed several times. This 'Xiang Li Jue' that focuses on the separation of yin and yang and the king's critical illness has more than one side. It is also a wonderful method of holding yin to cross yang and being the master of the Yin in the center palace... It's a pity that your cultivation level cannot surpass Li Ximing, otherwise you would benefit more."

Kuang Yu nodded, but did not dare to disturb him.

The colorful flames in the furnace were slowly fading. With Di Yan's help, Liao Luo's expression was obviously relieved. He let out a breath, stepped aside, and watched the colorful flames in the furnace gradually condense. Then he said with shame:
"My disciple is incompetent, I have to trouble the immortal..."

Di Yan shook his head, and the five magical powers were like the sun rising in the sky, suppressing the furnace, and said:

"After all, you are cultivating Heshui. This matter cannot be settled by you alone. I will have to take action in the end."

"As for this blood..."

He smiled slightly:
"My supernatural powers are perfect, and I am ready to seek gold, just like looking at the setting sun and urging the bright sun. This blood is like a spiritual object, locked in this weapon, and it is the ancient way of Xiqi, perfect and bright."

"Your Highness has not yet reached the purple stage. After all, I will stay here to practice and slowly recover my damaged vitality. There is still time."

Liao Luo sighed secretly and stopped disturbing them. He watched the time pass and the flames rise. After eighty-one days of nurturing, Di Yan slapped the top of the furnace open with his palm, and a golden light fell into his hand. The two people on the left and right looked at it, but only saw a hazy golden light. Liao Luo took a step forward as if he was fascinated and said:

"Such a magical weapon, I'm afraid even a Purple Palace with ordinary magical powers would find it difficult to wield it."

Di Yan looked her up and down, praised her, but didn't say much, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Kuang Yu was still thinking about the elders using the magic blood. Seeing that Di Yan was not abnormal, he bowed and said:
"The junior is in seclusion here."

She said goodbye politely and seemed to be in a good mood. Seeing her junior sister crossing the threshold after many years, Liao Luo beside her also breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to congratulate her. Di Yan just stared at the long spear and asked:

"Has Shitang been pacified?"

Liao Luo hurriedly bowed and replied:
"The situation has been settled. Liu Bai, the Protector General of Jinghai and General of the Southern Expedition, is quite capable and has taken advantage of the light of true energy. Even the Dahanghai Temple cannot take him down. I have held back Tinglei Island, and Nanshun Luoji and Nanwu have both taken action. The situation has finally been settled."

"It just caused Liu Bai to be injured."

After listening to Liao Luo's words, Di Yan said:
"The sea disaster must be quelled. The northern cultivators joined hands and, by chance and coincidence, fanned the flames and set up Shanji to disgust the Yang family, but it must be resolved in the end. They dared to target the Yang family, but they dared not to disgust the underworld."

He smiled coldly and listened to Liao Luo lowering his eyebrows and saying:
"After all... the last disgusting underworld figure was defeated even with the Immortal Book."

Diyan did not comment and said:

"The Immortal Book was not found, and Lian Huaishan could only vent his anger by torturing Jiang Boqing. What's the point of reading it? It just messed up the fate. You said that Duanmu Kui died, which is true, but does that mean the underworld won?"

Liao Luo shook his head in disbelief and remained silent for a long time. Di Yan ignored the topic and asked:

"How does Nanwu respond?"

Liao Luo froze for a moment, paused and said:
"At the beginning...without us, the formation could not have been negotiated. He also understood your intentions and was quite proactive. From my point of view, Nanwu...is a smart man who can hear the hidden meaning of my words."

Di Yan's expression did not change much. This trapped great master took a step forward, looking calm, and only said:
"Tell him to send the halberd over immediately. Don't delay."

Liao Luo responded immediately and retreated in a hurry. Only the great immortal was left standing in the hall. There was a hint of satisfaction on his dark golden face. He quietly put the jade talisman in his hand away, leaned against the main seat, and revealed an inexplicable smile.

……

Xuanmiao Temple.

The forest breeze blew in the mountains, and the red candles in the temple flickered in the wind, flickering continuously. The portrait of the founder riding a donkey at the top stood still in the wind, with a blank face.

The Taoist priest below simply put on a robe and stood quietly, holding three incense sticks in his hand, and went up respectfully, listening to the man beside him whispering:

"Sir, the master from Lingbao Daogui has arrived... He should be coming down from Qi now and is heading here."

Qi Lanyan raised his head, bowed to the portrait of Master Xu Xiang, and praised:

"Since he is in Xuanmiao Temple, he must be someone from Lingbao Daogui."

The man lowered his eyebrows and said softly:

"With his arrival, this trip south will definitely yield some gains..."

Qi Lanyan was silent for a moment, exhaled impatiently, and was about to speak when he heard a disciple from the other side report:

"Lord Tuoba is here first!"

The Taoist withdrew his hand without saying a word. He saw the Immortal in orthodox black robe coming forward with murderous intent in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the scroll of the Immortal Lord above. He had no choice but to retract his sleeves and bow silently.

The Taoist opened his mouth and laughed:

"Has the Tuoba clan also learned to worship me, the True Lord of the Tongxuan Sect?"

Tuoba Ci raised his head, not intimidated by him at all, and said calmly:
"'Chang Yang Yin Miao Fan Bao Zhenjun' guards Tong Xuan Palace, is inclusive, and has the most complex Taoist tradition. How can he not be worshipped? You drove the owner of Xuan Miao Temple out and took over the nest yourself. You don't think of yourself as a Tong Xuan Taoist, but only remember to randomly point out things in the north and south. Now you are raising a big banner? Who doesn't know what kind of person you are, Qi Lanyan?"

Tuoba Ci was not polite at all, and Qi Lanyan was not angry either. He looked at him sideways and said:
"Although Su Mian has obtained the orthodoxy of Taoism, he does not have the secrets of his master. Even if he has learned the Taoism, he is just a fraud. He set up a sect in Jiangbei, which was originally a plan..."

"What's more...he is not as good as Chang Xi, and Qi Qiuxin is not as good as Kong Tingyun!"

He smiled and said:

"It's useless for you to be angry now. You were hesitant in Baixiang Valley that day, and you sat outside the Great Yuan Guangyin Mountain and watched. Now you are in the same boat with me, right?"

Tuoba Ci did not refute him for a moment, but remained silent for a long time before saying:
“Since you asked me to come to Xuanmiao, you must have a plan.”

"Attack Song."

Qi Lanyan turned around with a cold look in his eyes. Tuoba Ci was not surprised and said:

"Eight years have passed since that great battle. Guang Chan died without a sound. His 'Red Broken Arrowhead' is different from Wei Tong's, which shows his level of cultivation. He is also favored by the Fruition Stage, so he must have made further progress. Who will you use to stop him this time?"

"You are too afraid of him."

Even though the two of them had many disagreements, they were both very clear-headed when it came to key interests. Qi Lanyan no longer held on to the matter, but bowed before the True Lord and said quietly:
"Guangchan's death was carefully planned by the Yang family. Otherwise, how could Li Zhouwei, who has the ability to reach the sky, be considered the master of the Damu Dharma Realm? 'Xiqi' is a springboard for interfering with yin and yang, and it is already very stable. No matter how high his Taoism is, he cannot avoid it. Let Gongsun Bei take the spiritual treasure and go there. You and Shilou Yingge will join forces. Even with Li Ximing and others, it will be enough to make him fall flat on his face."

"Three people in the middle stage of Purple Mansion?"

Tuoba Ci laughed instead and said:

"Now that Tongjin has been lost and Baiye has been divided into the east and the west, there are only two battle lines, one in Baiye and one in Shanji. You can use the three of you to torment Li Zhouwei, but you don't want Shanji?"

Qi Lanyan smiled but said nothing. Before he could say anything, footsteps were heard outside the door again and a person appeared.

This man was tall and thin, with a white beard that was translucent, like a pine tree and the bright moon, bright and otherworldly. He was wearing a dark red Taoist robe and holding a large gourd in his arms, which seemed to be made of ceramics. It stretched from his waist to above his head. When he stood there, the two people looked at him sideways.

However, he did not see either of them. Instead, he solemnly put away his Taoist robe, bowed to the portrait, and chanted respectfully for the time it took to stick of incense. Only then did he dare to step forward and carefully identify them.

Qi Lanyan said:
"Uncle Wang, the original portrait has been taken away by Su Mian, and this was replaced by the descendants of the temple."

The Taoist priest called Uncle Wang seemed a little regretful and sighed:

"pity!"

Tuoba Ci looked at it for a while, his face slightly changed, and asked:

"The Taoist Priest is..."

The Taoist laughed and said:

"My name is Ziya, I cultivate in Deshan Mountain, my ancestors are from Gu County, I am not as noble as the Three Kings, nor as high as Guanxie, I do not compete with the Twelve Families and the Four Daoists for status, I just worship the spiritual treasure."

Although Tuoba Ci was a descendant of Daliang, he was shocked when he heard the word "Gu County" and remained silent. Wang Ziya stepped aside, and Qi Lanyan said:

"Bai Ye...I'm sorry to bother you, uncle."

Wang Ziya smiled slightly but said nothing. Qi Lanyan was silent for a moment, then looked at Tuoba Ci again and frowned:
"The Yin River is somewhat beneficial to Mingyang, and it would have been more suitable, but unfortunately Murong Yan is an old bastard. I would only trouble the three of you... to go south from Baixiang Valley and crush the Wei people to death by the river!"

"I will lead the rest of the people to put pressure on Shanji. Facing Yang Ruiyi, those guys will have to do their best. You guys take down Baiye first, so that Dayuan Guangyin Mountain will be isolated, and the rest can be taken down."

Tuoba Ci did not refute, but nodded and walked out on the wind. When Wang Ziya saw the barbarian leave, he shook his head and said:

"We came out of the cave to earn some favors. Please don't let me offend anyone."

Qi Lanyan nodded repeatedly, smiled and sent him out, then walked back in the wind. The hall was already empty. Seeing that the disciple was still standing in the hall, his tone became cold:

"He hasn't come out yet!"

This voice was so cold and icy that the disciple was shocked and fell to the ground. Knowing that he was referring to Fan Kang, he hurriedly said:
"Nothing happened..."

"Go and call it out."

Qi Lanyan's stern gaze made the disciple jump up. He retreated hastily and soon reached the back mountain.

Then he saw the moonlight in the courtyard was like water, and the cave was shrouded in a faint formation. The disciple knocked on the door hurriedly, urged the magic, and called out softly:
"grown ups!"

The cave was dark. A Taoist priest in white was sleeping on the couch. Hearing the slight noise, his fair face twisted hideously, his teeth clenched, as if he was possessed by a nightmare. He rolled over and fell down!

"what!"

The Taoist priest seemed to have lost his soul. He turned over and spat a mouthful of bright red blood onto the ground, corroding holes of varying sizes. He stood up in a daze, the chaotic and complicated sounds in his ears making him dispirited and dazed.

"this…"

He lowered his head and looked at his clean hands. His heart was dark and filled with fear. The shiny halberd appeared before his eyes and quickly enlarged, making him shudder and become speechless.

"The second life..."

Just a halberd.

In the first life, he could still make it to Wei County, but in the second life, his status and position had improved a lot... But he, Fan Kang, died suddenly when the Central Plains fell - the King of Wei killed Xuanmiao, chased him all the way to Qi, and beat him to pieces with a halberd in front of everyone in the world!

Be it Qi Lanyan or Yin Baiyue, they were unable to avoid them in Taixu and didn't even dare to stretch out their hands!
Even when he woke up at this moment, his heart was still in a daze, followed by a strong fear:
"It's changed...it's changed...I fell so early, so I don't know anything about what happened afterwards..."

The voices calling from outside became more and more urgent. He stood up from the ground in fear, wiped the blood off the ground in a hurry, and hurried out. His heart was like thunder rolling, and a bright white light appeared:
'I have to...get away from him!'

He was completely awake - even if Jiang Huai was lost, Qi Lanyan would still be safe, but Fan Kang was different! Since this ship couldn't save him, it didn't matter to him how long it could last. If Fan Kang didn't save himself, he would surely die!
At this moment, he no longer cared about any favors, and couldn't tell good from bad. As long as the halberd didn't hit him, he didn't care about anything!
'Shi Xiu... I'm afraid... only Shi Xiu!'

But Fan Kang understood that this was by no means an easy task.

He is now a disciple of Qi Lanyan. Who is Qi Lanyan? He is a disciple of Guanxie himself and has a noble status. Even if he is willing to devote himself to Buddhism, Maha, who is of ordinary status, would never dare to accept him!
Not to mention the big shots, if Qi Lanyan doesn't take action, Wei Xuanyin will also take action to clean up the mess!
He walked all the way to the front of the hall in fear. His expression had calmed down. He had thought of his words and then he raised his foot. But he saw a pair of eyes staring at him quietly in the hall:
"what happened?"

Fan Kang's face turned pale, and he lowered his eyebrows and said:
"Something went wrong during my practice, and I was killed..."

Qi Lanyan laughed twice, and his voice turned cold:
"Any life lost?"

Fan Kang was terrified and said:
"Master...I..."

The Taoist held out his hand to stop him from speaking, and said quietly:

"Are you so afraid of me?"

The light in the hall was extremely dim, with only the dark red candlelight flickering, making the light on the face of the immortal flicker. Fan Kang felt trembling, but the immortal in front of him didn't care and asked in a low voice:

"Who did I send to attack Baiye?"

Fan Kang knelt on the ground, racking his brains, but could not come up with any response, and could only tremble and say:
"It's... it's Murong Yan and Lou Yingge..."

A smile immediately bloomed on that focused face, and Qi Lanyan's joy grew stronger. He turned around and slowly paced in the hall, his heart becoming brighter:

"Sure enough, it can't be counted... Following the order of the adults, those who came down from the cave can't be counted... Since this uncle is willing to come down the mountain to help me..."

His eyes were burning as he glanced at the portrait of the ancestor at the top of the table. The smile on his face deepened:

'This means that Guangchan's work has worked. At least one True Lord is dissatisfied with Mingyang's loss of control. They do not want Li Zhouwei to break through Jianghuai too early and step into the Central Plains because of Guangchan's death and Damu Fajie's withdrawal, which would cause chaos on the chessboard...'

"No matter who was responsible for Guangchan's incident, it was still a violation of the rules. It's not bad to go back and forth..."

The Taoist smiled inexplicably, but the disciples kneeling on the ground felt more and more terrified.

"This scene didn't happen in his previous life... He has a backup plan... He has help from beyond the heavens..."

This made him even more desperate. Because he was killed prematurely by the King of Wei, his understanding of the future was not as sufficient as before. Now that there would be changes, wouldn't it be adding fuel to the fire?
He didn't care whether Qi Lanyan could take advantage or not. As long as he recalled the days when his master was silent and angry in the void, Fan Kang couldn't get up for a long time. He had only one thought in his mind:

'We must find a way out right now! We must not sit there and wait for death. Even if we are beaten to death by Wei Xuanyin... at least there is a chance for a wisp of our true spirit to escape, which is better than being shattered by a halberd!'

……

Moon Lake.

The rain on the lake was getting heavier and heavier, gradually pouring down like a bucket, dripping onto the rippling lake surface. The man in the middle was stroking the green gourd in his hand with a worried look on his face.

"Please wait for a moment..."

Li Jiangzong on the side accompanied him politely and made Sima Yuanli nod. Just as he was about to ask more questions, his face suddenly became serious. He saw the sky become more colorful, the rain clouds dissipated, and a tall man in black clothes with gold patterns stepped down from the air.

'His supernatural powers...have improved again!'

Those terrifying golden eyes were blazing with anger, and when they fell on him, Sima Yuanli's heart jumped:
"The King of Wei is coming..."

Five years passed in the blink of an eye. It was a rare long period of peace. Li Jiangqian hid himself in a world where the sun and the moon shone together, while Li Zhouwei secluded himself in the continent, improving his magic and studying Taoist books.

And this book is the [Record of Successful Deeds] brought back by Li Ximing!
When Li Ximing went to Qusi, he heard that the Yin family of [King Zhaoming] where Diyan was once had a [Kunhuang Gold Collection Method] which was a great immortal book and a method of making gold... Li Ximing suspected that the [Record of Merits and Deeds] of the Situ family of [King Shouyi] might be the secret!
But he couldn't tell whether the source was good or bad. When this volume fell into Li Zhouwei's hands, he really saw some clues:

'Although it's not a way to make gold, it's still a good treasure.'

This thing records the visualization method of Emperor Wei Chicheng, and should be used for the breakthrough of Mingyang cultivator. It is more likely to record many secret methods. According to Li Zhouwei's observation, this original scroll should have a mysterious illustration. Only by combining the two can the mystery be read out!

"There are not many Taoist traditions left in the world by the Emperor of Wei. If we can obtain the original scroll in the hands of the Feng family, it will definitely be of great benefit!"

He studied it carefully for half a year, then put it away and no longer spent time on it. Now he came out of seclusion, not only because Sima Yuanli wanted to see him, but also because the eight years mentioned by Li Suining had passed!
He had just finished studying the Southern Emperor's Mysterious Method, and there was still fire in his heart and lungs. He glanced at Master Qing Hu and found that his breath was weak and his expression was bleak, so he said:
"The Immortal has been busy with the Emperor's affairs, and has been on a light diet. How have you been these days?"

The green-clothed immortal was silent for a moment.

It took Sima Yuanli quite a while to cultivate the Purple Palace. The 'Zhengmu' inheritance in his hand did not have as demanding a level of cultivation as the 'Ziqi', nor was it as complicated as the 'Yukui'. It even had detailed annotations by his predecessors. He gained a lot from reading it, and with the help of the luxurious elixirs and spiritual objects left by Master Yuan Xiu, he was able to refine the elixirs at an extremely fast speed.

But so far it is just a magical power.

He didn't dare to compare himself to Li Zhouwei, but he didn't think he was worse than Li Ximing. However, he couldn't raise his immortal foundation after practicing so much. The failure a few days ago made him feel sad. He just bowed his hands:

"Report to the King of Wei, Zhao and Shu have both started border conflicts... I also heard that Lou Yingge and Tuoba Ci have already gone south alone and entered Xuanmiao. Fortunately, the northerners' several attempts have bypassed Xuanyue Gate... Western Shu has been fighting back and forth from Tongmo County, so it has not disturbed Tingzhou..."

Although these words seemed plain, they actually carried a lot of weight. Li Zhouwei frowned and asked:
"Going south alone?"

Sima Yuanli nodded with a complicated expression and said:
"It should be under the control of Qi Lanyan. Things are different now..."

Li Zhouwei knew that it was Lou Yingge's ability. The battle in the cave was so vigorous. If it weren't for the interference of the two northern cultivators, it would not be easy for him to escape... Although his magical powers have greatly improved now, if the other party wants to deal with him, it will definitely not be just Lou Yingge!
"In the past few years, a large-scale war was fought. General Liu guarded Shitang... and faced [Hanghai]... Several Purple Mansions once considered whether to alarm the King of Wei. Fortunately, with the assistance of several Purple Mansions... they finally held on."

Obviously, in the eight years since the last dispute over Baixiang Valley, only Tingzhou has been peaceful, and the Song court is still doing its best to pacify the South China Sea to eliminate future troubles.

"I disturbed the King of Wei this time because of the order of the general."

He raised his eyebrows:
"Now that the country is gradually gaining strength, the southeast is all settled, and Shanji County... the general does not want to wait any longer."

These words were resolute, but Li Zhouwei was not optimistic and shook his head:

"Disaster."

The situations in the north and the south are actually very clear. This word hit Master Qinghu when he was hesitant. He sighed and remained silent.

The strength of the Song Dynasty has greatly improved compared to the beginning of its establishment, and it can even be called a leap, but the pressure on the Northern Cultivators and Buddhists is not small at all - there are four well-known people in the middle stage of Purple Mansion, and they are either descendants of immortals or descendants of emperors!
What Li Zhouwei was most worried about was Qi Lanyan himself.

Qi Lanyan's calculations and plans were not really that brilliant, but after all, he was a great cultivator from a Tongxuan background. Both the techniques he practiced and the treasures in his hands were first-class in the world!
"Especially the treasure in this person's hand has a very good origin. Facing him, Yang Ruiyi's advantage will be greatly weakened, and the previous method of using "exiled qi" to suppress others may not work..."

"What's more, there is Xishu nearby, eyeing them covetously."

He only said this, and didn't say much, but he saw a phantom color that condensed into substance shuttle over, bowed in front of him, and said respectfully:
"Meet the King of Wei! Congratulations, King of Wei!"

"Daoist Fellow Nanwu."

After Shitang was pacified, Guo Nanwu, who had made contributions to the Song Dynasty, clearly benefited from it. He felt more energetic and cheerful. He smiled and returned the greeting, saying:
"King Wei! The weapons are ready!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Zhouwei's eyes showed a rare joy, and he said:
"Oh?"

Guo Nanwu took out a golden elixir-like halo from his sleeve and held it in his hand. Before he could say anything, the weapon, seeing Li Zhouwei, flew into his hand like a young swallow, extending and changing, revealing its original form.

This object is 12.8 feet long, with scales and patterns on it, and is as heavy as a mountain. The tail of the halberd is like the tip of a spear, and the blade is curved like a moon, with sharp edges on both sides. It is as big as a small table. In the hands of this immortal, it looks like a gorgeous sacrificial vessel.

As he turned, the patterns on the halberd appeared and disappeared, rising and falling, and the reflected sparkling light shone on his face, making it bright.

Listening to Guo Nanwu's smile:
"This is the [Second Xian Duan Bai Zai Ming Wang Ji], also known as [Da Sheng]!"

Sima Yuanli was so jealous that even the King of Wei looked at him with burning eyes. He said:
"Good baby."

This royal halberd was as heavy as a mountain, but it did not seem heavy at all in the hands of this man. He clenched his halberd with his four fingers, placed the long pole under his elbow, and suddenly flipped it over!
"Wow..."

Instantly, the fire surged and rushed out, causing the skylight on both sides to ripple, and sprinkled on the lake surface that was shattered by the rain, spreading a piece of broken gold. The lake water rolled in a terrifying posture, and the man laughed:

"rise!"

The long spear suddenly stood up and slammed heavily into the void. In an instant, the wind and rain disappeared, the lake level returned to normal, and the surface of the lake was as smooth as a mirror, with only the blazing fire and bright light.

The joy in Li Zhouwei's eyes had not yet faded - the recast of [Da Sheng] was indeed a big surprise to him!
This instrument was extremely magical, comparable to a spiritual treasure, and even more rare was that it had a sense of simplicity, agility and perfection, beating slightly in his palm. A sense of intimacy came from it.

[The next step is to show the calcined white and then the Ming Wang Ji] There are three magical powers.

The first is [Ming Wang], which is the foundation of nature. It was transformed from [Lan Zhao] of that year. As long as the owner of the Wang Ji holds this weapon, he will be blessed by the light of heaven. Every time he suppresses the enemy's weapon, he will gain one light. After eighty-one rays of light, they become the blessing of Ming Wang's Dharma light, and the body of the Ji shines with infinite brilliance.

The second one is [Kill First], which is a change from [Effect] of that year. Li Zhouwei has used it for so many years, and this magical skill is the most commonly used one. As the opponent improves, this halberd shadow clone can often only play a harassing role. But now it is different. Once blessed by [Ming Wang], the halberd shadow clone will be faster than the original body!
This made Li Zhouwei feel secretly moved.

This improvement may not seem big, but it can bring about a multiple increase! It represents that the northern character is fighting him in close combat. The spiritual weapon that hits with all its strength only hits the clone of [First Kill], while the main body of [Da Sheng] will fly across the sky and cooperate with [Jun Dao Wei] to directly hit the opponent's main body!
"Murongyan and the others are better off. If they were to encounter someone who specializes in magic, they would definitely suffer a great loss!"

These two are not the most terrifying. Now this weapon also has a [Beam of Light], which has the power of driving and imprisoning the gods. It is the power of Chaozong's "The World is Bright". Although it is attached to the halberd and disperses with one strike, it takes time to condense, but its power is absolutely overbearing. When combined with [First Kill], it can directly take the lives of others! Moreover, the more powerful the Mingyang magic of the cultivator holding this weapon is, the more powerful this magic will be!
Although the magic of [This Time Forged Bai Zaiming Wang Ji] is not much, it is terrifying. They cooperate with each other and have been nurtured for many years to build the foundation and purple mansion together. They are in tune with Li Zhouwei's mind, showing the outstanding ability of Master Di Yan!

'Compared to this, the [Yuan E] on my body is already much inferior! Even with the blessing of Mingyang's favorite halberd, it is enough to see the difference in the abilities of the two weapon refiners! '

What is even more rare is that Li Zhouwei vaguely felt a hint of Xiyang's harmony that would never appear in the contemporary world. It was like a gentle light, wandering on the weapon, secretly absorbing the light.

'In today's world where ancient spiritual treasures from Mingyang are rare... the value of this [Second Immortal Forged White Re-Ming King Halberd] is absolutely terrifying. Even if I search the entire north... I can't find another weapon like this that suits me!'

'To reach this level, it takes not only his ability, but also the preciousness of spiritual resources and spiritual objects. Although Guangchan has gained a lot, I am afraid he is still a little short... It was Diyan who made up for it himself.'

Li Zhouwei had a sharp eye and saw it clearly at a glance. His golden eyes gently glanced at the long spear in his hand and he sighed:

"I guess the [Chen Guang Sui Jin] that my uncle sent over is not enough to make up for the loss..."

So with a slight thought, the domineering weapon in his hand dissipated like light, turning into a round light spot like a golden elixir, which stayed in his palm. Li Zhouwei backhanded it and put it into the Juque.

Then he raised his head and praised:
"Sorry to bother you, Nanwu."

Guo Nanwu bowed and said with a smile:

"As soon as this item was born, it was immediately sent to King Wei. There is also a treasure of female water, which was refined by Senior Zhao Jing and asked Master Liao Luo to refine. These days, I have been busy innovating weapons for King Wei and have not started refining. It will take some time."

"It doesn't matter."

Li Zhouwei nodded and watched him leave. Sima Yuanli had been waiting for a while and could no longer hold back. He was about to say something but stopped. Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows and said:

"Please."

The two of them then soared into the air and headed for the wilderness. Sima Yuanli took a moment to speak with concern:

"It's just...something personal..."

The man in the black robe stood in the void, slowly stepped sideways, and listened to Sima Yuanli's hesitation:
"A few years ago... Chi Buzi appeared in the West Sea."

Sima Yuanli felt resentful and fearful towards Chi Buzi. He uttered three words and gritted his teeth secretly. The King of Wei in front of him seemed quite interested and asked:
"how?"

"Chi Buzi fought fiercely with the Eighth Generation Maha Jinlian in order to seize the Phoenix and Unicorn bloodline of [Fu Nian Tian Ya Duan], a subordinate of Shan Le Dao. The fight caused Ruo Shui to rise into the air, shocking all the cultivators. In the end, nothing happened..."

Sima Yuanli seemed to have some regret in his tone, and said:

"Even Jinlian can't do anything to him... In this case, Shanledao must give in. After all, Chi Buzi can stay in Fenglinzhou every day... But Jinlian can't do that. There's no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. And Jinlian has some connection with Fenglinzhou. I'm afraid she will have to suffer the loss in the end."

"Chi Buzi...will not take action unless he is 99% sure."

Li Zhouwei looked puzzled and nodded:

"Fenglinzhou? What's the origin?"

Sima Yuanli clasped his hands together, sorted out his thoughts, and said:

"Fenglinzhou is where Ruoshui lives. This Jinlian... was originally a cultivator from Fenglinzhou. At the end of the Qi Dynasty, there were severe floods. The person killed by Emperor Wu of Liang was the owner of Fenglinzhou. It is said that he was the remnant of an ancient Fushui... Emperor Wu killed Dongfang Tianye, and later he had frequent conflicts with Beijia Longjun, so that during the Liang Dynasty, floods were the cause of its rise and fall..."

'Fu Shui...Use Lu to find Fu...'

He thought for a while, and then it became clear:
'No wonder, the method of seeking gold from Fu Shui is probably in the hands of Yuan Fu.'

As for this Jinlian, Li Zhouwei really didn't have much good impression of her. Even though the monks of the Lotus Temple were always polite, Li's distrust of Buddhist monks was naturally engraved in his bones. When he heard that Chi Buzi benefited, he thought it was good news.

He remained silent for a long time, but Sima Yuanli raised his head, stopped in the dark hall, and said seriously:
"please!"

Li Zhouwei had already stepped into the hall and saw a heavy silence. Yang Ruiyi was standing on a high place. When he suddenly saw him, he just smiled and stepped down, saying:

"The King of Wei is here!"

After several years of separation, Yang Ruiyi had not changed at all. He was wearing a dark robe, which looked a little more gloomy than Li Zhouwei's black robe with gold patterns. He held a golden scroll in his hand, with a frown on his face:

"As soon as the King of Wei showed up, I felt much more at ease!"

After a few polite words, Li Zhouwei said straightforwardly:
"How is the war arranged?"

Yang Ruiyi did not hesitate and whispered:
"It is said that there are frequent mobilizations in the north, and there will be a major war in the near future. If Qi Lanyan wants to take action, the main force will definitely rush to Baiye. Liu Duhu has already rushed back. I want him to guard Baijiang, and the King of Wei will go to Shanji with me!"

Li Zhouwei heard that the general was not focused on defense, frowned and said:

"Shi Xiu will not give up Tongdao Mountain. One of the four of us must guard the mountain. Now Situ Huo and I are in Baiye, and the general has gone to Shanji. It is impossible for Master Chengqian and his apprentice to defend Tongdao Mountain. With Lou Yingge and Tuoba Ci here, it is really difficult to conquer Shanji!"

Boring Blade and Baiye are located in the west and east, one in front and one in the back, like two inclined barriers, with Baijiang as the buffer zone. Li Zhouwei's advice has always been to defend the two barriers and put Beixiu in Baijiang to fight. If they retreat, they can block Tingzhou, and if they advance, they can cut off their retreat to Baixiang...

But Yang Ruiyi's intention was to put down the boring tool and fight for the gains and losses that Shan Ji might not be able to get... Li Zhouwei really couldn't agree with it.

Yang Ruiyi was silent for a moment, and then answered:

"I also understand the situation... Dayuan Guangyin Mountain does not have to be defended."

Li Zhouwei frowned, feeling that this was a bit radical. He raised his eyebrows to look at him, but also found the anxiety in Yang Ruiyi's eyes. The general paced forward and whispered:
"It has been eighteen years since I started to cultivate martial arts! The Song Dynasty has been established for eighteen years, but we have not even recovered Shanji, which is so close to us!"

Other ways:
"The Dahanghai Temple in the South Sea has been concerned about Shitang for a long time. Now that the situation has just been resolved, the matter in the north will be put on the table immediately."

Although he looked quite excited, Li Zhouwei could vaguely sense something different and sighed in his heart:
"It's not what he wants. I'm afraid it's the pressure from the higher-ups..."

But once the north failed, Tingzhou would be the first to bear the brunt. Li Zhouwei was silent for a moment and said:
"Even so, we must not rush this matter. Boring Dao, Baijiang, and Baiye rely on each other, especially Boring Dao and Baiye Mountains. If one of them is lost, the other will be lost, and it is very likely that all the territory on the other side will be destroyed..."

"I see."

There was a hint of haze in Yang Ruiyi's eyes, and he said:

"The strength of the North should change. We can't be careless. Let's test it first. You..."

Before he finished speaking, they both raised their heads and their expressions changed at the same time.

The northern sky was already covered with dark clouds, and rolling magical powers suddenly emerged, interweaving among the rising and changing clouds. The gray-white clouds suddenly fell, revealing a huge and terrifying golden body!

Yang Ruiyi's face turned pale, he took a step forward and shouted:
"How brave!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking all directions. Li Zhouwei's eyes turned cold and he had already appeared above the sky. He saw clouds rising in the north, wind and clouds rolling, countless colorful phantoms coming from the north, dragging out thousands of rays of light!
The entire sky has been dyed colorful by the escaping light and magical powers, and the mysterious light is bright!

Bei Xiu has already taken action!

The situation seemed to be beyond Yang Ruiyi's expectations. He was still thinking about testing it out, but Qi Lanyan had already shown his sharp teeth without hesitation, and his intentions were obvious!
Looking at the colorful lights rolling in from the north, Li Zhouwei narrowed his eyes.

'More passive.'

When two parties fight, they often have to seize the initiative. The light from the north bank is so strong and is heading straight for Baiye. How can Yang Ruiyi just sit back and watch?

Yang Ruiyi's expression froze, and he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was communicating something. He then turned to the King of Wei beside him, and said in an urgent and solemn tone:
"Please King Wei rush to Baiye, I will go to Shanji immediately!"

The young man with golden eyes nodded calmly, his eyes looking towards the north with worry, but secretly he was sizing up the general in front of him, undecided in his mind, and he stepped into the void and disappeared.