Although the mob incident was over, it left the Qin Empire in devastation.
The Great Qin Empire was swaying in the wind and rain, and at the same time, after the beginning of spring, news of wars frequently came from the major frontiers of the Great Qin Empire.
The entire Qin Empire was in panic.
Zhao Yuan also encountered difficulties in his practice of "Ten Thousand Enemies". His practice of "war" has been stagnant. He has to suffer from the will to fight every day.
Obviously, Zhao Yuan's current fighting intensity and frequency are not enough to vent the surging fighting spirit inside his body.
What Zhao Yuan needs is a hearty battle, but he cannot choose his opponent at all. He can only deal with the endless pursuit, which does not depend on his willpower.
Currently, Zhao Yuan's biggest problem is that he has to keep running wildly across the vast territory of the Qin Empire. This kind of running is the cultivation of "speed", but it cannot strengthen the cultivation of "war", but instead causes his
The fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger.
Of course, if Zhao Yuan wants to fight, it is very simple. As long as he exposes his identity and does not move, enemies from all directions will come. But the problem is that Zhao Yuan cannot expose his whereabouts for a long time because he cannot protect his own safety at all.
Even short-term identity exposure is already a huge risk. If the identity is exposed for a long time, Liu Xiaotian will definitely be traced.
Liu Xiaotian would not train as a sparring partner for him, what Liu Xiaotian wanted was his life.
Now, Zhao Yuan is in a dilemma.
When the practice of "war" encountered difficulties, Zhao Yuan's two auras became more and more condensed because of Zhao Yuan's stagnation. However, this condensation did not seem to be of much benefit to Zhao Yuan, and he still could not
Controlling spiritual energy to control objects, not even a hair can be controlled.
During his wandering, Zhao Yuan collected a lot of knowledge about cultivation among the people. Some massive information told him that there was only one spiritual energy inside the body of a cultivator, while he had two...
After repeated arguments, Zhao Yuan could only smile bitterly.
So far, Zhao Yuan didn't know how these two spiritual energies were formed.
If it is said that Wan Ling'er built the foundation for him, this obviously cannot convince Zhao Yuan. With Wan Ling'er's weak spiritual energy, he can build the foundation for him, then Master Su Xin will not say that he will never do anything else in his life.
I want to practice spiritual energy.
The two auras are extremely mysterious.
The two auras have no meaning to Zhao Yuan, but they can give Zhao Yuan a powerful spiritual power. He always believes that the two auras cannot appear for no reason, and that one day he will be able to control the two auras.
Aura.
Zhao Yuan gradually began to understand the list of villains.
The Villain List seems to be an ordinary list, but behind it, there are countless stories.
Anyone who can be ranked in the top two hundred on the villain list is a ruthless person with a horse racing arm. If he can be ranked in the top one hundred on the villain list, he can basically run sideways in the Great Qin Empire. If he is ranked in the top fifty, then
, are already feared figures.
As for the top ten, they are all heaven-defying existences.
In the past fifty years, the top ten names on the list of villains have never wavered, and most of them are cultivators with profound magical powers.
Zhao Yuan discovered that the higher the position on the villain list, the safer it is, and the lower the position, the more dangerous it is.
Zhao Yuan is currently ranked 473 on the list of evildoers. With such a position, he is basically a target for some sect disciples to gain experience in the world.
Righteous people!
A cruel sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth. In Zhao Yuan's eyes, there are no evil or good people, let alone righteous people, because he has come into contact with some so-called righteous people, and basically few of them are good people.
For Zhao Yuan, righteous people are more terrifying than evil people.
If you can still be wary of the characters on the list of villains, then you cannot be wary of those righteous people who are disguised as just and fair.
Qianming Temple.
Zhao Yuan, who was focused on his way, subconsciously glanced at the mountain gate not far from the roadside.
A secular temple.
During these years of wandering, Zhao Yuan stayed in countless temples and ruined temples. He had long lost his piety towards these secular temples. In his opinion, these temples were just tools for monks to make money.
In the Qin Empire, some Taoist temples established by cultivators were somewhat popular, because during the flood and drought seasons, cultivators occasionally practiced small-scale practices, or treated diseases and administered medicine to solve some practical problems for the people. In the secular world, The temples basically serve no purpose other than spiritual comfort.
Secular religious beliefs have become increasingly dilapidated.
According to historical records, Qianming Temple was one of the ten largest temples in the Qin Empire. It was once prosperous, but after cultivation became popular, the temple gradually fell into ruin. Of course, the actual reason was not this. The bigger reason was that the monarchs of the Qin Empire suppressed the temples.
In fact, monks also practice cultivation, but it is because monks are not known to the common people.
Looking at the three indifferent and elegant golden characters of "Qianming Temple", Zhao Yuan suddenly had a desire to go in and take a look. This desire gradually became stronger, as if there was some mysterious force driving Zhao Yuan.
Qianming Temple is on the top of the mountain.
Zhao Yuan climbed up the steps, paying no attention to the beautiful mountains around him. His eyes were fixed on the lush temple on the top of the mountain.
Somewhere in the dark, it was as if someone was calling Zhao Yuan.
This is an extremely strange feeling.
An unprecedented tranquility arose in Zhao Yuan's inner world. The top of the mountain seemed to have become a holy place in his heart. Zhao Yuan, who had become immune to the famous mountains, rivers and Buddhist holy places, seemed to have regained his piety, like an out-and-out believer.
"Someone is calling me!"
Zhao Yuan suddenly stopped, his mind was awe-inspiring, and he was suddenly awake.
"Donor, the poor monk has already swept the bed and is waiting for you." A clear voice came from afar in the air.
Zhao Yuan's face suddenly changed color, he hesitated for a moment, bit the root, and strode resolutely towards the mountain. Since the other party was able to confuse his mind from several miles away, it meant that he was a person with great supernatural powers. Faced with this Rather than being forced to go up the mountain, a strong man might as well go up the mountain generously...
…
"Female donor, it's your turn." In the Zen room of Qianming Temple, a fat monk in robes sat on the floor, with a kind smile between his brows and eyes, like a smiling Buddha.
Opposite the fat monk, a stunning beauty is sitting on her knees. The beauty is wearing a long skirt, with a dignified face and extremely delicate facial features. Although she is sitting, you can still feel her graceful and graceful figure. Beside the woman, there is A long sword, the scabbard of the long sword is light tooth white, noble and elegant, and I don’t know what material it is made of.
Between the two people is the black and white chess piece.
The woman is holding the black chess piece, and the monk is holding the white chess piece. From a chess perspective, the black chess piece has already gained the upper hand, and the white chess piece has the potential to annihilate the whole army.
However, the stunning woman frowned, as if she was absent-minded.
"Donor, do you have any thoughts?" The monk asked slowly without urging.
"Who is he?" The woman raised her head, revealing a pair of eyes as deep as stars.
"I don't even know the poor monk." The monk smiled and played with the chess piece in his hand.
"Then why did you say you would sweep the couch and wait?" The woman stared closely at the monk's narrowed eyes.
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our biggest motivation}