The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 338 Imperial Pass
The snow-covered ground and the howling cold wind were icy and biting, but they came to an abrupt end under the solid and towering fortress, which was like a solid wall of iron and steel, guarding the land behind it.

This is Diguan, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles. It is the northernmost part of the Daqian Dynasty and the junction of the Greater Khingan Range and the Lesser Khingan Range.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the mottled city walls were covered with potholes and marks, dark red bloodstains that were black and purple, and a pungent smell that made people feel nauseous.

"Fortunately, we were prepared in advance and hurriedly built the pass below. Otherwise, facing the mighty Abyss Demon Clan, the price we paid would be a hundred or a thousand times greater."

Holding on to the battlement, Shen Yuanliang, dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, listened to the sounds of fighting and wailing in the dense forest outside the city. He felt a lot of emotions in his heart, and scenes from the past emerged in his mind.

After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, Shen Yuanliang ignored the dissuasion of others and spent a huge amount of money to build the Imperial Pass, almost emptying the national treasury. Even the rats in his inner treasury would cry when they saw it.

The three-hundred-foot-high city wall is as majestic as a mountain. The huge bricks are mined from rocks thousands of feet underground and then cast with molten copper and iron. Assisted by a dense array of runes, the Imperial Pass is as solid as a rock.

The sound of footsteps rang out, and Dongmei came running over in a hurry. Without even taking a breath, she said anxiously, "Master, all 720 passes and fortresses have been built."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Shen Yuanliang clapped his hands and smiled, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The tense heartstrings that had been tense for many days were intermittently relaxed.

The entire area outside the Great Wall has the Three Thousand Weak Waters created by Shen Yuanliang in the west, the Greater Khingan Range and the Lesser Khingan Range in the north, and the Changbai Mountain in the east, forming a natural barrier that resists all threats.

However, there are always some narrow paths and gaps in the winding mountains, so Shen Yuanliang had to fill them with passes and fortresses to build a tight line of defense.

"Wow!"

The goshawk spread its wings and flew over the towering city walls. On the spacious streets, the blue sign of Tongfu Inn fluttered in the wind, and streams of hot air rose out, mixed with the rich aroma of wine.

"Hello, brothers. Three stars shine, four are blessed with fortune, five are the best, six are smooth, seven are good luck, eight are longevity, nine are linked together. All are here."

"You lose, drink, drink."

In the hall, many untidy bearded gangsters were sitting with one foot on a bench and the other on the ground, drinking and playing finger-guessing games. The atmosphere was very lively, which diluted the sorrow in their hearts.

Jars of wine were lined up and piled up on one side of the inn's wall. On the high platform in the center, an old man named Tianji with white hair and beard was telling a story in a rhythmic manner.

"This is five ounces of silver."

In the audience, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face and thick calluses on the palm of his right hand threw down a silver ingot and said, "Storyteller, tell us about the great events in Kyushu!"

"Snapped!"

The wake-up wood was slammed heavily, and the whole hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone only had one ear and a pair of eyes.

Storytellers are like the bards of the Western world, spreading all kinds of information by word of mouth. They are the only window for many people in the world to understand current affairs and get some gossip.

"There are a total of twelve holes in the entire Jiuzhou." Old Man Tianji coughed lightly and said, "In ancient times, Nuwa repaired the sky. Today, the sky collapses and the earth cracks. Ten great dynasties and one great empire fight against eleven alone. There is another one located in the south, which is defended by many dynasties."

Looking around, Elder Tianji almost choked up and said, "With the continuous efforts of our human race and the sacrifice of tens of millions of soldiers, we have finally stopped the invasion of the abyss. However, the situation on the battlefield in the south is not optimistic."

"Fortunately, the Wudang Sect, Longhu Mountain, and the Buddhist sect came to support us, so we were able to hold on..."

Under the description of old man Tianji, a series of magnificent pictures appeared before everyone's eyes, and the pictures were full of blood.

Born in adversity, die in comfort. The war-torn Kyushu is invaded by the abyss. All the major forces have reached a consensus. The bright side of human nature inspires many people in the world to move forward courageously. Because of the sacrifices, there are many ambitions. Dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky!
"Crack!"

Beside the five-foot-high counter, Tong Xiangyu, in a red silk dress, was fiddling with the abacus beads, her eyes narrowed into slits, feeling very happy.

With the help of Mo Xiaobei's relationship, the visionary Tong Xiangyu opened a new Tongfu Inn in Diguan. Her good reputation and service made her earn a lot of money, and the huge amount of money made her itchy.

"Boss, today is the deadline for paying taxes."

The busy Bai Zhantang put on a towel and took advantage of his free time to remind him with a frown.

During the Daqian Dynasty, all transactions had to be taxed, and no one was exempt from taxes, not even the royal family. As for the consequences of not paying taxes, the unscrupulous businessmen whose graves were covered with grass three feet high were clear evidence of this.

Hearing this, Tong Xiangyu put her hands on her waist and said unhappily, "Push, urge, urge. You just keep urging me."

For Tong Xiangyu, who loves money like her life, the last day of every month is a painful day. It is very difficult to get money from her, and she always procrastinates until the end.

"Shopkeeper, as a legitimate businessman you should pay taxes and not evade taxes. This is the obligation of every citizen..."

Lu Qinghou, who was dressed in a blue coarse cloth gown, kept talking non-stop, like a turtle chanting sutras, and the others wanted to beat him to death, and there was chaos in the room.

As the sun was setting, Tong Xiangyu was sweating profusely as she carried out a large box with difficulty: "Old Bai, help me carry it. Apart from the 1,000 taels of tax, the remaining 3,000 taels will all be donated to the soldiers on the front line."

Walking along the old elm staircase made of elm wood, in the private room on the second floor, the charcoal fire was burning brightly, dispelling the coldness from the body, making people feel warm in the heart, and their hands and feet were no longer cold and stiff.

"If you have wine today, you will get drunk today!"

Lu Xiaofeng, who had just returned from outside the Imperial Pass, lay sideways, resting his head on his left hand, picked up a bowl of strong liquor, drank it all in one gulp, and suddenly his heart burned like fire: "Good wine!"

In the freezing cold outside the Great Wall, it is best to have a glass of high-proof liquor, or liquor brewed from coarse grains. Yellow wine with a very low proof is not suitable at this moment.

"Time flies by so fast!" Hua Manlou, wearing a fox fur coat and looking very old, sighed as he swirled the wine in his bowl: "Time flies like an arrow, day and night!"

From early spring to midwinter, a year passed in the blink of an eye. The devil raged, sweeping across the entire world, devastating all living things and causing blood to flow for tens of thousands of miles.

"Lu Xiaoji, here, this is the Soul-Enriching Pill I exchanged for you."

Sikong Zhaixing walked in after pushing aside the thick curtain, rubbing his hands, and asked with a chuckle, "When are you going to break through?"

In order to resist the abyss, Shen Yuanliang developed the Hunter's Guild and moved its headquarters to Diguan. The generous bounty attracted many people, and elixirs and magic weapons that were uncommon in the past flowed out like water.

"tonight."

Stretching lazily, Lu Xiaofeng responded with a dazed look in his eyes in a decisive tone.

Standing at the forefront of the storm, even a pig can fly. With the help of the Hunter Guild, Lu Xiaofeng, who had just broken through to the level of Land Immortal two years ago, has already reached the peak of Land Immortal.

Only one step is left. After taking the Soul-Enriching Pill, immortality will be just around the corner.

(End of this chapter)