Eternal Sword

Chapter 717: Dispatching Troops to Beiqian
Chen Tang took the fat old man's body to the Wusun Kingdom and buried it at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, alongside the golden-winged Roc.

Along the way, he was feeling depressed. He had not yet recovered from the death of Emperor Wu and several others, and he had no time to heal his wounds.

He only recovered some strength by relying on the powerful self-healing ability of his indestructible body.

Chen Tang stared at the fat old man's tombstone, stunned and speechless.

The little golden roc next to him suddenly pecked him and chirped a few times, as if urging him to do something.

"how?"

Chen Tang was puzzled.

Xiao Jinpeng kept turning his head and looking towards the north of Shenzhou.

"You want me to leave for the Three Thousand Snow Ridges as soon as possible?"

Chen Tang asked.

Xiao Jinpeng responded.

Chen Tang suddenly remembered something.

At the beginning, he rushed from Liangzhou City to the Three Thousand Snow Ridge. When he met the mountain king, the mountain king asked him to take Xuetuaner and the little white ape away and left alone.

At that time, he felt an inexplicable emotion and some sadness in his heart.

Looking back now, the tiger's move might have the intention of entrusting his son to someone else.

Shanjun left alone, not because he couldn't stay in the old ape's cave anymore, but to look for Emperor Wu!
That's why the mountain king suddenly appeared during the battle at Wujiang Mountain.

Emperor Wu is dead, and the tiger...

Chen Tang's heart sank. He didn't dare to think too much. He hurriedly called Xiao Jinpeng and set off again, galloping towards the Three Thousand Snow Ridges.
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When Chen Tang arrived at the snow mountain, the tiger had already reached the top of the mountain and was lying there motionless.

Emperor Wu and Emperor Xie lay quietly on the side.

"Tiger!"

Chen Tang jumped down from Little Golden Peng's back and rushed forward. Looking at the barely breathing tiger, he felt grief in his heart. While shouting, he channeled streams of pure and condensed innate Qi into the tiger's body.

"Mountain man, Snowball...what's wrong with you? Stop it!"

Chen Tang shouted with a hint of crying in his voice and tears in his eyes.

His innate true energy rushed into the mountain lion's body frantically, but it was like a drop in the ocean, without causing even a ripple.

Once, when he was practicing martial arts in the snowy mountains, he would curl up in the arms of the tiger and fall asleep every night.

It was once the warmest and safest place.

At this moment, the tiger's body was frighteningly cold.

As if hearing Chen Tang's call, the tiger suddenly moved and slowly opened its eyes.

The pair of tiger eyes looked at Chen Tang, without a trace of ferocity, but full of pity, love and reluctance.

"Shanjun, you, don't scare me."

Chen Tang burst into tears.

The tiger opened its mouth slightly and stuck out its tongue, and the crystal clear blood bodhi was spit out intact!
During this journey, the tiger didn't eat at all.

She just held the Blood Bodhi in her mouth, and it was enough for her to support herself to return here and bring Emperor Wu's soul back to his hometown.

After Emperor Wu's death, she had already decided to die and did not want to live alone in this world.

One man and one beast have been together on the snowy mountains for decades, and the emotional bond between them has transcended race.

Chen Tang suddenly remembered that before Zen died, when he gave him the Black Dragon Inner Pill, he said: "This inner pill can restore vitality and heal the soul."

Emperor Wu chose to live in seclusion in the Three Thousand Snow Mountains, not only because the souls of countless soldiers of the Wu Dynasty were buried here, but also perhaps because there were strange beasts here, such as mountain kings.

Emperor Wu may have come for the inner elixir of the mountain lion at first.

But in the end, he did not attack the tiger.

Even though the damage to his soul lasted for decades, it still never healed.

It was Emperor Wu's kindness that earned Shanjun decades of following and protection.

The tiger looked at Chen Tang in front of him, tried to move forward, licked the tears on his face with his tongue, and rubbed Chen Tang's cheek with his furry tiger head...

Finally, the tiger lay powerlessly in front of Chen Tang, exhaled one last breath, and then died.

Chen Tang stared at the tiger blankly with a dull expression.

His mind could not help but recall the time he had spent with Emperor Wu and the Tiger King a few years ago. It was so clear, yet so far away. Chen Daan was his nominal father.

But in fact, he has never had any contact with Chen Daan since coming here.

I have never felt the love of a father.

What really made him feel the warmth and the love of his family were Emperor Wu and the Mountain King on the snowy mountain.

And at this moment, these two closest people left him.

The world is vast, the world is bustling, and there are countless living beings, but it seems that he is the only one left.

Alone and helpless, with only one's shadow for company.

Emperor Wu and others left one after another, and now, Shanjun has also left.

Chen Tang was unable to change his mind for a moment, his heart was confused, and he forgot to cry.

Since he traveled through time, a series of tragic events have occurred within a few days, which has dealt him too much of a blow.

A north wind blew by, and Chen Tang suddenly shivered.

If one cultivates an indestructible body, even if one is seriously injured, as long as the qi and blood flow, one will be immune to cold and heat.

At this moment, he felt a chill.

Exhausted and hurt, he felt pain in his chest and suddenly coughed up blood. With a cry, he fell unconscious.

I don't know how much time had passed, but in a daze, Chen Tang seemed to have had a nightmare in which Emperor Wu and the tiger king were both dead.

Then, it was interrupted by a burst of noise, as if thousands of troops were passing by.

Chen Tang struggled to sit up.

Looking at the motionless Tiger King, Emperor Wu, and Emperor Xie beside him, he gradually came back to his senses.

That's not a dream.

Chen Tang shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself awake.

He listened attentively for a moment, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Chen Tang took out the black dragon clothes and pants that the Evil Emperor had sewed for him from the package on his back, put them on, and put his own clothes on the outside.

He picked up the blood bodhi again, hesitated for a moment, then put it back into the porcelain jar and put it back in his arms.

Afterwards, he carried Wan Gu on his back, started to move forward, and galloped towards a place not far away.

The Three Thousand Snow Ridges connect the Far North Cold Region and Beiqian. There is a trade route running through the Three Thousand Snow Ridges, which is used for trade between the two places.

At this moment, there are seven large armies marching on the trade road. Looking down, it looks like a long dragon running through three thousand snow-capped mountains. There are hundreds of thousands of people and the momentum is huge!

The battle flags of the seven nations in the Frost Region fluttered in the air.

The leader rode a tall horse and walked in front. His battle robe was as white as snow, his silver hair fell on his shoulders, and he had a long sword on his waist.

The cold wind blew over, like a sharp blade, blowing past the silver-haired man on both sides.

The soldiers of the seven nations would look up at the silver-haired man from time to time, their eyes filled with awe and admiration.

Sword King!
In the extremely cold north, there is an existence like a true god!

There are seven countries in the Frost Region, but in the Far North Frost Region, the status of the Sword Emperor is above that of the kings of the seven countries.

This time, Dao Huang returned from Beiqian and immediately ordered the assembly of the armies of the seven nations and march towards Beiqian.

Although no one knew why Dao Huang suddenly wanted to attack Bei Qian, no one questioned Dao Huang's decision and judgment.

The soldiers of the Cold Region believe in the Sword Emperor.

Since Dao Huang has made this decision, it must be the most beneficial decision for Han Yu!
When Dao Huang returned from Beiqian, he originally planned to go into seclusion as soon as possible.

But he changed his mind and thought that in the battle at Wujiang Mountain, the Xuantian Sect was destroyed and most of the nine sects in the world died. Dao Zong escaped with injuries, and the Barbarian Lord also ran back to the barbarian land.

Beiqian's number one war god Murong Daoye and Taiwei Yuwenmao were all killed.

Beiqian is now in name only.

At this time, if the seven countries of Hanyu gathered their strength and sent troops to Beiqian, they could seize at least one state while Beiqian was in civil strife!
By then, it won’t be too late to practice in seclusion.

Just as Dao Huang was pondering, he was suddenly startled, as if he realized something, and looked up.

(End of this chapter)