The sun was setting, and night was about to fall. Beichen Feng put away his white horse, gathered his wings and flew to the imperial capital. It was not that he wanted to travel through the night, but that time did not allow him to stay. After flying all night, Beichen Feng was exhausted, and the vitality in his body was also exhausted.
There was not much left, so I found a place to stop and repair for a while to regain my strength and vitality. "At my speed, it will take at least three days, but this is much faster than before. Then I will ride horses during the day.
Flying at night, that is, it will only take about two days. Phew, work hard!" Bei Chenfeng felt that he was almost rested, so he took off again and flew to the imperial capital.
"There are three levels of Phoenix Wings Traveling to Heaven. I have already understood the second level. If I can comprehend the third level ahead of time, it will definitely be of great benefit to me, but what should I do?" Bei Chenfeng thought about it. "Master,
Do you mean the Phoenix Wings Traveling Technique?" Ling'er asked. "Well, you know?" Beichen Feng asked hurriedly. Ling'er was silent for a long time, and just when Beichen Feng was getting tired of waiting, Ling'er finally spoke.
: "Master, Ling'er just discussed with Mei'er. The best way to quickly improve the Phoenix Wings Traveling Technique is to obtain the bones or blood essence of the phoenix." "Phoenix bones, blood essence?" Beichen Feng's face twitched extremely.
Mei'er looked at Beichen Feng who was almost stunned, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? Is it difficult to get Phoenix essence and blood?" Beichen Feng almost died of anger when he heard this. He still knew something about this Xingxuan Continent.
Yes, the phoenix is a mythical beast of the same level as the dragon. Moreover, because the phoenix is rare in number and unsuitable for giving birth, God gives them nirvana. Therefore, the phoenix is generally immortal. Even if it is killed, it can be resurrected instantly, and that terrifying nirvana
The fire will burn all people or beasts within a thousand miles that have the ability to cause harm to the Phoenix to dregs, even if you are an emperor or a noble. So Beichen Feng has no hope at all for this kind of thing.
"Mei'er, have you forgotten what happened when our previous master went to attack Phoenix?" Ling'er said. Beichen Feng became more excited when he heard this: "Master attacked and killed Phoenix?" Mei'er looked disdainful: "Humph.
! The old master is the Sword Emperor! Of course he has the ability to kill Phoenix." "Tell me, tell me the story." Beichen Feng looked excited. Then Ling'er helplessly told the story of Beichen Peak's attack on Phoenix.
.. "You mean, the master went to attack the egg-laying ice phoenix, but was almost burned into ice slag by the nirvana ice flame?!" Bei Chenfeng simply found it incredible. "Well, in fact, the old master is also a good fortune teller.
The old master was very lucky to be burned by the Nirvana Ice Flame but not die." Ling'er said seriously.
"Um, fire phoenix, ice phoenix, Nirvana moxibustion flame, Nirvana ice flame, hiss..." Beichen Feng shivered when he thought about it. "Actually, you can go find the Phoenix skeleton." Mei'er said. Beichen Feng
He was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Phoenix really died?" "Well... Generally speaking, a phoenix can only live for three thousand years, but once it is fatally injured, the phoenix will automatically nirvana, and then add another three thousand years to its lifespan, unless the phoenix lives from birth to
It won't suffer any harm even if it dies, so it can only live for three thousand years and then die." Ling'er explained. "Three thousand years, so I have a chance, but I still have to return to the imperial capital." Beichen Feng hesitated.
"It doesn't matter. Now three days is enough, isn't it?" Mei'er said. "What do you mean?" Beichen Feng seemed to understand a little bit. "I remember that there used to be a phoenix that fell from the top of the sky in three days.
The next three days, and it seems to be in the south." Mei'er said, "South? Nangong Empire?" Bei Chenfeng was surprised. "Yes, if the Zhanbei Empire is defeated, do you think the emperor of the Eastern Empire will be satisfied? No.
, he will definitely attack the Nangong Empire again. In this way, won't you be able to get it easily?" Mei'er smiled. "What a good idea." Bei Chenfeng laughed. Ling'er shook his head and asked: "Master,
Are you really willing to let tens of millions of people die because of your selfish desires?"
"Tens of millions, because of my selfish desires?" Bei Chenfeng was stunned. He had not considered this issue. "It takes a lot of work, but one general can make thousands of bones dry up. Do you think you can avoid it?" Meier asked again.
"But I really can't kill so many people because of my selfish desires. I can't get over it just because of my conscience, let alone my inner demons?" Bei Chenfeng said. "Oh? Do you believe it? In less than two years, there will be a war.
Get up." Meier said with a smile. "Let's talk about it then." Beichen Feng smiled and sped up to fly to the imperial capital.
On the front line of Northern Xinjiang, Zhan Beiye is working hard to arrange troops, and the Eastern War side is also stepping up its transportation of weapons, food, grass and soldiers to the front line. "It seems that the day is not far away from the start of the war. A spy came to report that Zhan Beiye's empire is
The army of grain transporters has arrived at Linggu, and will reach the Great Plains in about a month. This time, the grain and grass will be enough to feed seven million people for a year." A general said to the Eastern War. "Seven million people can eat one day.
Years of food and grass? It seems that Zhan Beiye has deployed more than five million troops in the Huer Grassland." Dongfang Zhan thought. "If my estimate is correct, Zhan Beiye's total troops should be eight million." Sima Lian
said.
"Eight million? And we only have four million here!" A general exclaimed. "No, it's not four million. In fact, the number of troops we can use is only three million, or even less." Sima Lian threw out again.
A bombshell. "Marshal." All the generals were not calm. They couldn't be calm at all. "That's right, we only have three million available at the moment, or even less." Dongfang Zhan spoke. "Why?
Will there be only so few?" A general was puzzled. "The reason is very simple. The Nangong Empire has been in a bit of chaos recently." Sima Lian said. This time everyone was silent. Indeed, if the Nangong Empire and the Zhanbei Empire allied, the Eastern Empire would not
Exist again. They also face a choice: fight or retreat.
