A huge cyan bell rang, and golden light shone down. The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference once again ended in the friendship of the Five Meridians, and the immortals dispersed in the main hall of the Purple Palace.
However, all the Tude Immortals had a tacit understanding not to leave the heaven, but gathered in the Houde Palace where the Yellow Emperor lived. The name of the palace, Houde, was seen as an ironic joke in the eyes of many immortals in other circles, but to the Tude Immortals themselves, it felt right.
The emperor is very kind.
The heavy stone gate fell in front of Houde Hall, sealing off the outside world from prying eyes.
"I have seen the emperor." Everyone present saluted to the high platform - there were ten jade steps, purple curtains hung with clouds, bead curtains turned into smoke, and people were sitting inside.
After the ceremony, everyone sat down, surrounded by earthly and heavenly beings. The golden light above them illuminated the hall with a bright light.
At the beginning of the internal meeting of Tude, there was no formal discussion on buffering the transfer losses of the ancient battlefield and the defense matters in various places. Zhongyang Tianxian had a calm face and asked Qu Ran: "Three thousand ancient battlefields, together they are a strong army, given to Qingmai,
This time we suffered a loss."
"Moreover, the enemy has suddenly expanded its dark side attack, which is a bit strange... Qingmai has just caught up with it, don't you think this is a coincidence?"
All the immortals looked at each other. Although ordinary earth immortals do not have the vision and sharpness of heavenly immortals, they are not lacking in IQ. It feels a bit wrong to mention this. Qingmai is really lucky to attack this time. If it were not supercharged by the sudden glacier in the outer domain, it would have happened at another time.
Neither the main line nor the red line will answer the question in embarrassment. It is not so easy to give up the ancient battlefield. At least the price will double or triple, and change to the Star Lord ship...
"Could this all be part of Qingmai's plan?" Someone asked cautiously, and Tude Tianxian, who had just softened his opinion of Qingmai, changed his mind. He thought about the whole story carefully and shook his head: "This is impossible...
Everyone knows that that person is extremely capable of planning, and even mobilizes enemies to cooperate and complete his layout, but don't forget the world gap... No matter how you plan, you can only mobilize your own people in the world, enemies in this area, and when you get to this area, the gods will return.
It can be planned and mobilized, and the origin of the attack in the outer domain is separated by the boundary membrane. How can we calculate it if there is no information?"
Regardless of his tough and conciliatory external performance, you can tell from the tone of this immortal's words that they are all based on his own interests.
Zhongyang Tianxian listened and raised his eyebrows. He felt that this judgment made sense and nodded: "That's right. I thought it was too exaggerated. Without information and power, even if the design mobilizes the outer domain, it is impossible to make it precise and on time. If all these are
Able to perform cross-domain calculations..."
He smiled and said nothing more, thinking that in that case, he could eat up the ten thousand-ton gate of Houde Hall with what he said today!
If even the outer boundary membrane cannot block the Qing Emperor's tentacles, then this thick earth barrier in the Hall of Houde in this world is just a thin piece of paper. All the secrets of this vein can be seen clearly by Qing Mai.
Seems like child's play to you?
It's better to just eat it.
The world is a reality, and there is no reason to use a heavy weapon without using it. Even Dao Lord does not have the authority to pry into the core origin of the Yellow Vein. The one with the Qing Vein has it. In the past million years, he has unified the five meridians and wiped out the world.
The importance of information in the battlefield can be understood by ordinary people with some war experience, and the experienced immortals in the palace also know it. Someone asked: "Could it be...the newly gained strength and authority of the one recently, that Your Majesty, after all
There is a clone in the outer realm."
Even the immortals found it difficult to answer this question, and they all looked at the emperor, who had never spoken.
On the tenth floor of the jade steps, with clouds hanging from the purple tent and the beaded curtain like smoke, the man in yellow robe inside sat motionless and said calmly: "The king's position is to the enemy's territory, just like the emperor's power is to the enemy's country, it is useless and harmful."
The immortals suddenly understood that it seemed that the new power gained recently was unlikely. The emperor's status was only recognized by this region, and the path would be different in other regions. The origin of the world was not even recognized. There was not even half of the power of the wings, and it was no different from proclaiming himself emperor.
Like a beggar dreaming, even like rats in the ditch, they run away all day long. Everyone in the outside world wants to kill him, so who will take him in?
In terms of reason, and in terms of emotion, no one will accept that there is another family that is stronger than our own.
The ability to communicate across domains means information asymmetry, and the two domains have a unique monopoly. How can we continue to fight with Qingmai in the future?
From Huangmai's perspective, face is just the surface, reality is the core.
To fight against foreign lands together...or to carve up the pie of foreign lands, it would be better to unite and unite under one core, but how is that possible?
This time, both emotionally and rationally, it can only be said to be an accident and nothing else.
"However, the Three Thousand Ancient Battlefield is under the command of Ye Qing, and his authority has been greatly increased." Someone said with great doubts in the depths of his golden eyes.
Everyone was silent for a while. Yes, the former ants were really scared as their wings were getting richer. However, the emperor was not suitable to speak. Someone said: "You and I both know the difference between heavenly immortals and earthly immortals. Three thousand years of battlefield return."
Although Commander-in-Chief Qing has greatly increased his power and aura, he is only a drop in the bucket of immortality."
After hearing this, the immortals were silent for a long time and nodded.
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The dawn moon is setting in the west, hanging directly on the cliffs of grasslands and mountains, like street lamps hanging on the wall, spreading the snow-white and cold light all over the Xiping Mountain Pass. The ground is covered with silver frost and decaying grass, with continuous horseshoes, and the pale golden flags are coming from the extreme north.
The ice sheet stretches in the cold wind, and the concentration continues to decrease.
This is because the army of heroic spirits who have returned victoriously from slaying the enemy has divided into more than a dozen teams and returned to their respective ancient battlefields. At this point, only 40,000 troops from Nancang County are left. Moreover, it is almost dawn, and ordinary heroic spirits cannot stay in the sun.
One goes to the north of Pingshou County, and the other goes to the northwest of Nancang County.
On the high hill in the Xiping Valley, Taoist priest Qingyi quietly watched the direction in which the army dispersed and disappeared, recalling that it should be the dilapidated ancient battlefield on the small plateau in the northwest of the county where Zhang Jiao's army had been fought.
I remember that there was a five-color lake that was accidentally formed during the war. In it, I received the first feedback and recognition from heaven and earth on the successive paths of the five virtues. Later, I gave the land to the general who participated in the war together. With the permission of You Tianfeng, the divine domain can be expanded to support more
The multi-heroic army... Many years have passed, and it seems that the general has established a stronghold and is developing well, or it is unknown whether his mind has changed.
Even in my own opinion, this kind of divine realm is ultimately the world of the dead. Although the dark side super underworld of the same nature has a wider space and upper limit for growth, there are always many people who would rather be the head of a chicken than the queen of a cow.
Being able to let things happen...
boom--
The wind roared through the narrow mountain pass, like the roar of a dragon, and as the long dragon-like army disbanded, when the golden flag finally faded to silver, only thousands of silver-armored heroic guards remained beside the general.
Under the everlasting moonlight, the mountains and rivers remained the same, and the jungles were deserted. The guards continued to patrol along the mountain roads with their commander, the general, without any fatigue from the battle they had just fought. Unlike the mortal army, which needs rest,
The heroic army will not be tired as long as it is replenished by the source of Yin Qi. The Yin Tide of the Glacier undoubtedly provides such a good environment.
When the army arrived at the foot of the hill next to the valley, the heroic spirit saw a Taoist in Qingyi under the pines on the top of the mountain, and he became alert: "Who!"
The general grasped the hilt of his sword with his fingers and studied the opponent's aura.
The rustling of the wind could not hide the rustling of the thick pine needles on the floor. The Taoist turned around with a gentle smile in his eyes. His young and calm face made the heroes stir for a while. Many veterans who were born in Nancang County looked excited.
, obviously recognizing the face that once led them to conquer the east and west, and was invincible... Even if life and death separate the distance, they can't separate those years of bloody battle together.
"It's the King of Han..."
"Your Majesty has come to see us..." These veterans immediately bowed down.
"Ha... the wind blows in the morning night, and old friends from the barren mountains are coming."
The general smiled and let go of his sword, turned over and dismounted, waved back the guards who came up to lead the horse, and pulled the reins to the top of the mountain.
The young Taoist has sat down in front of the cliff. The night wind blows through the hem of his robe and beats the cliff with a fierce sound. There are thousands of feet of clouds and mist under his feet. The moonlight spring water flows between the clouds and mist, clear and without a trace of gray.
"Sit down." Ye Qing patted a stone and said, no need to be polite to his comrade.
The general sat down beside him, and he could feel that the red immortal essence of the avatar of the King of Han was covered with gloomy green energy and transformed into the shape of a dragon. It was naturally the dragon energy of the Han Dynasty.
"This dragon energy alone can kill anyone."
On top of the dragon's energy, there is another piece of green cloud, forming a canopy, but although it is integrated with Ye Qing's own destiny, it is not completely integrated. It is lush and green, with an indescribable majesty.
Now that the clone is so powerful, I can't help but feel emotional when I recall the time when this son left behind. However, I won't mention it and just smile: "The King of Han is a rare visitor now."
"I came here to tell you the good news."
Ye Qing's clone came here. He was very busy, but this time he came specifically for his former comrades. He stretched out his finger and pointed at his green canopy: "The decision of the five emperors of heaven has been made. I, Qingmai, have obtained the fate of three thousand ancient battlefields. No matter what,
Japan will unify the three thousand ancient battlefields."
"However, the previous agreement still works. Will the general be the first to be reincarnated?"
The general was silent, looked at the blue canopy, and realized that the Five Emperors' decision was destined to be formed. He just sighed and asked: "Is the King of Han sure that I will agree?"
Ye Qing only uttered two words: "Time."
"Time..."
The eyes under the bronze mask turned to the night sky over the mountains, staring for a long time, and many dusty past memories emerged in their hearts, including hope, glory, fall, death, rebirth, sleep, resurrection... and finally turned into a sigh: "I have my wish, but I dare not ask for it."
Ear."
The green canopy moved slightly and then returned to calm. To this day, the choice of the general cannot affect Ye Qing.
The world has changed, but the love is still there, Ye Qing nodded.
This choice is not surprising, but the other party may also have some regrets in his heart. After thinking about it: "People always have dreams, gods also have them, immortals also have them. Even the world has mirages hanging in the sky, but it is not common to climb the ladder of dreams. There are only steps.
Only through continuous practice can you gain reality and accumulate the strength and luck to reverse the trajectory of destiny. This time the ancient battlefield returns to youth, it is a ladder for the youth, and it is also a ladder for your gods..."
The general's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this. He knew that ordinary immortals would not tell these words to the gods. It was entirely because he was adhering to the loyal advice of his past masters. It didn't sound good but it was the truth.