The first thousand one hundred and seventy-first chapters
In October of the 19th year of Dacai Pingjing·Southern part of Donghuang
The silver moon in winter casts its bright light on the jungles of the earth. It looks like a vast white snowfield. Different from the raging war in Middle-earth, there is a kind of quietness in the jungle, showing tight tension. What is tumbling under the moonlight ice surface is endless.
Muping River.
This river runs for thousands of miles from north to south. In China, it can be compared with the Xiang River, but its foundation is still shallow. Under the river, quiet black lines pump blood on the pure white crystal sand at the bottom of the river. Brand-new waterways are here.
As time took shape, a figure wandered within.
Occasionally, branch veins flowed in, and the sound of rushing water appeared on the ice. The girl in a plain white dress observed and calculated the water potential. Her long black hair was still wet. The cold river water stimulated her skin, so she dived deep again to adjust the waterway.
Nodes, continuous optimization...
For Ning Juan, the watermaster of the Muping River who is determined to control the entire water system, this is a necessary infrastructure work, no less important than the basic ground network and the spiritual tree jump green road that Qingmai originally developed and established.
"There are six or seven states in the Eastern Barren, and each state's region emerges sooner or later. In the future, I will become the Shui Bo of this state. It's a pity that I can't compare to Hen Yun Jingyu's development of this land, the South China Sea and the North Sea." Ning Juan felt a little envious in her heart.
, at least the powerful aquarium of the Blackwater Ocean with a long history can capture workers.
And in this southern region that was newly surfaced less than 20 years ago, she was left alone. The climate change in winter made the work even more arduous. She couldn't wait until the rivers were frozen before diversion and setting up formations, which seemed very miserable.
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Fortunately, the foundation for laying the waterway was completed a few days ago when the river was not yet frozen. She still had time to go to the north to do some exploration. The preliminary formation of the Shuifu waterway allowed her to return to the south and back to Xinfeng City as quickly as possible.
go home.
The climate is different across the north and south. As it gradually gets warmer all the way to the south, the remaining snow in the forests on both sides of the river changes from thick to thin. The cold wind in early winter is blowing through the mountains, forests, villages and towns, and reaches the plain at the mouth of the Muping River.
, the collision with the warm and humid air currents of the ocean forms a light snow. These climate understandings are very clear to a water owner.
The first snow in the south of this new continent comes later than in the north. Ning Juan knows that this means that the most intense war period of the year comes later. Such a time difference when starting war is a happy expectation for ordinary people, but it may not be a good thing for ambitious war fighters.
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But no matter what, since it started snowing these days, the miasma in the forest on the ground has become silent, and the prelude to another winter counterattack has arrived in some people's expectations.
"Conquest, dragon fight, dynasty... such terms, unfortunately, have nothing to do with the black lineage, but I am the princess after all, and I have joint and several responsibilities. My husband has been impatient for this snow... or is he about to go on the Northern Expedition?"
Ning Juan thought to herself, she hadn't been involved in military affairs for a long time, and she didn't know the man's specific plan now, but she could still see the tension in the atmosphere after the miasma settled in the dense forest along the way, like the strings of a crossbow being tightened, and the air was full of tension.
It's like you can hear the creaking sound.
Many tribes of savages who were ready to move flocked to the warmer southern coastline - sunshine, sandy beaches, abundant marine food, and the absence of dangerous astronomical tides in the other three seasons. In the past, it might have been the best place for the indigenous people to spend the winter.
, now occupied by the imperial colonial group, conflicts for vitality are about to break out.
What is more dangerous than these scattered tribes is the organized city-state coalition. For a time, the imperial army sent scouts and spies to the dense forests to the north, and more advance teams were sent to strangle the city-state army. The city-state army also sent tentacles to guard against the opponent's preemptive strike.
She also noticed our spies on the road. Although she didn't like to be disturbed, she helped several times out of her duty as a princess. However, she noticed an incredible thing during several conversations. The prince's palace had not considered the Donghai Qingmeng League.
——No, or the threat of Han Dynasty.
"Do you feel that one is in the northeastern part of the mainland and the other is in the southernmost tip of the mainland. They are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and there is no real sense of threat?"
If it was based on common sense in the past, Ning Juan would think so, but when her father Xiangbo sent a message to tell her that Xiangzhou had been unified and returned to the Han Kingdom, a long-lost fear suddenly gripped her heart, as if she had gone back four years.
The feeling of being tied up in the enemy's room on the cold pirate ship in front of you...humiliation, fear, and loneliness.
This feels very bad.
Or perhaps this fear inspired the cultivator's temperament, and she ventured to cruise north to the upper reaches of the Muping River, which was still behind the city-state alliance...
The investigation revealed that things had become unusual. She didn't dare to stay any longer and rushed back to the county prince's mansion overnight to see the man she didn't want to see recently...
The incident of Xiangzhou's annexation to the Han Kingdom made her a little confused, but things in China were still very far away. She decided in her heart that she should continue like this before the living conditions around her changed.
Early the next morning, there was a sound of water splashing on the river not far from Xinfeng City. The girl stepped ashore and put on a snow-white cloak. The hood was lowered, hiding her beautiful and slightly charming face.
The texture of this dress, which is not gorgeous, is very special. It was brought as a dowry from the Immortal Water Palace in the past, and now it is just used in the development of my new water house...
This is how the generations of black-lined people inherit wealth and strength, fight against the Dragon God, fight against hundreds of tribes, fight against Taoist sects, fight against alien races, and fight against the Black Water Ocean Demon...
After the collapse of the last black dynasty, hope was cut off, and all that was left was savings and inheritance...
"Father Jun said that at least this wealth and power also proves our glory of pioneering the black system... In the early years of the Qingmai Immortal Dynasty, they actually used only red and black variants."
Ning Juan stretched out her hands to catch the falling snowflakes in the air, lowered her head and looked at herself. She was dressed in plain white. The traditional costumes of Xiangzhou Shuifu were six thousand years ago. Some styles are undoubtedly incompatible with today. She sometimes neglects to wear the wrong clothes. Such rudeness is very important to Xiangzhou.
This is intolerable for a woman... I really envy the dragon girl for her unrestrained behavior.
This set should be basically in line with the human clothing of this era. She followed the lively flow of people into the city and looked at the changes around her.
The snowflakes were still falling, which could not stop the noisy and fiery popularity. The sound of falling snow mixed with the bustling people's voices poured into her ears, telling her that she had returned to the human world, not the cold and peaceful river, or the murderous dense forest.
Without saying anything, I finally felt a sense of security in my heart. Unlike the dragon girl who yearned for the sea, the black-blooded monk who was born in the human race was still closer to the world.
The delicious smell of charcoal grilled meat came from the street shop, and her stomach growled. Although she had been promoted to Yang Shenren, she still felt hungry, tired and cold. At this time, the girl remembered that she was in a hurry and forgot to get some on the way.
After eating, I touched my sleeves and found that there was no money. I just tightened my hood, kept my head down and continued walking... I just wanted to go home.
The streets were full of patrols of sergeants, their eyes keenly scanning her body, and they heard a few laughing and talking voices. Someone came over and tried to lift her cloak: "Please forgive me, madam, there are many indigenous spies everywhere now."
, why are you retreating from the strict inspection? Could it be that you are..."
After she raised a royal jade talisman, the soldier looked at it for a long time, and the captain responded with a heavy slap on the shoulder. He trembled all over, and followed several people who knelt down in the street: "I didn't know that the princess is here..."
The Hunan girl hummed softly, her white cloak swayed slightly from the corner of her eyes, and disappeared into the crowd. The soldiers looked at each other in confusion and breathed a sigh of relief.
But when we arrived in front of the main hall of the county prince's palace, the jade talisman no longer worked.
"Your Majesty, stop there. The prince is still in a meeting. He has ordered no one to disturb her." Several palace guards stopped the beauty at the door, not daring to look at her beautiful face under the hood of her cloak.
The woman in white standing in the snowy sky looked lonely, which made the servants feel a little sympathetic for a while. However, after the news came from the Central Plains that Xiangzhou belonged to the Han Kingdom, the relationship between the prince and the princess dropped to the freezing point.
, this most noble couple has actually been separated for a long time, and it is natural that the military and political affairs are gradually moving away from the core.
I'm still his wife
The Hunan girl suppressed the words she wanted to blurt out. She looked past the embarrassed palace guard and towards the closed door of the conference room. She couldn't do anything to break in, so she only said: "Tell him that I have an urgent military situation."
"Yes, yes, please allow me to come in and report..." The palace guard wiped his sweat and went in.
Ning Juan frowned lightly, took off her cloak, and wandered on the bright snow for a while. Snowflakes fell on her dress. She felt a little cold and even hungrier.
"Is there anything to eat?" she asked softly.
The palace guards looked at each other.
...The palace guard's announcement lasted for a long time. When the meeting was over, the courtiers who came out were discussing the layout of the front line. They were all a little surprised to see the princess sitting in the snow, eating a bowl of hot porridge, even though the floor was covered with brocade carpets.
, several cases were presented, a few side dishes to accompany the porridge, and the etiquette of a simple meal were all in place, but such a scene in the snowy field with flying flowers still gave people an inexplicable sad feeling.
"I have met the princess..."
"I have seen it before..."
The ministers bowed and saluted one after another, not daring to stay any longer, and walked out quickly.
Prince Yu, dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes and holding a fragrant jade hand warmer, came out of the courtyard. He was displeased when he saw this situation - this useless woman came here to gain sympathy?
The royal family's face must be taken care of, so he smiled gently: "What's wrong, madam? I just don't have breakfast. Wei Chen, please bring an extra serving."
The snowflakes were falling one after another, but they were all blocked by a layer of spiritual light shield. Ning Juan put down the bowl and chopsticks, sipped them with her handkerchief, and looked back at the man sitting down across from the table. She bowed and said warmly: "I admire myself."
Return to the source of Pinghe..."
This sentence made the warm atmosphere on the surface freeze. Prince Qing stared at the woman with a calm expression, wondering what she was going to do, or who she was meeting. Now she was going to have a showdown with him?
"...The origin of the river is about a thousand miles away from the Illusion Forest in the middle of the continent. I sensed some strange signs of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the center of the forest... Someone has become an immortal."
Ning Juan paused for a moment as she spoke, then exhaled: "The Qi of the Fantasy Forest is in chaos. I can't sense the specific breath or pulse attributes, but after all, the Eastern Wasteland is the territory of Qingmai. This matter is very suspicious..."
"Eastern Wasteland is the territory of the imperial court." Prince Qing said calmly, and then nodded: "I know about becoming an immortal. Brother Yuhuang sent news a few days ago that Ye Qing's Taoist companion Qianqian has become an immortal.