"Hiss" the golden ship door is closed, tightly sealed, and the outside world is no longer visible.
"This is..." Zhen Mi seemed to understand, her voice was very low: "Aren't you going out again?"
"Yes, the experiment has been completed, and it is possible to leave and return at any time." Real person Linglong explained that she was a little unhappy with her little female disciple's nostalgic reaction. At this time, the flow of people near the door was complicated and it was difficult to teach her a lesson.
There seems to be a piece of heaven and earth inside. When the sun shines down, there are not only spiritual fields and beautiful mountains and rivers that are very different from those in the Han Dynasty, but also a layer of aura that seems to be like a fairy.
It wasn't until the crowd dispersed and the master and apprentice entered the assigned separate room that Master Linglong nervously inspected the environment before he breathed a sigh of relief and taught him a lesson: "Don't blame me as a teacher, this is your qualification and luck, Jiuxiangmen
He was once born in a small world and was conquered by his own domain. In the past hundred years, he has not been able to possess the Black Lotus Sect and integrate into it?
Zhen Mi was slightly surprised, looked up at her, and asked belatedly: "What if we lose?"
"This is impossible. We are invincible in all battles in this domain, and we can capture everything we attack..." Master Linglong said in a stagnant voice, then he figured it out and glared at his disciple: "Don't think so much. The last raid by Emperor Ying Wu was just an accident. Do you think
Does he dare to come again?"
Zhen Mi lowered her head in silence.
"To tell you the truth, the earth-yang transformation is imminent, everything will be destroyed and changed, and the world will change forever... Even if you succeed in practicing in this area in the future, you will still be a stranger here..."
"Master has gone back?"
"I went back decades ago..." Linglong's eyes were a little gloomy. He sighed for a long time and said, "Looking at the ruins, it's better not to go back. At least I can keep a good impression in my memory..."
In this conversation, resonance gradually arose, and the unspeakable atmosphere condensed bit by bit. The middle-aged Taoist nun sighed, touched the little girl with her hand, and said with a sigh: "I am a teacher who has been there before, and I know how you feel now, but it's useless... Stop thinking nonsense."
, just get used to it slowly in the future.”
A burst of rays of light coated the surface of the ship, gradually fading, and disappearing into the boundary film of the earth together with the Star Lord ship.
All that remains is an empty city of snow, and the core of Outland pulsing underground.
At this time, in the dark void of the boundary membrane, there were some dim and lightless dark surface fragments scattered here and there. Three or four points of green starlight passed by, and a little starlight suddenly bent this way and fell on the huge golden-red boundary membrane.
Above, Wanke star opposes the moon.
In the Star Lord ship hidden on one side of the boundary membrane, Daoren Yi suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and looked at the main screen of the control room.
The two true immortals and Zhang Jiao were startled and couldn't help but ask: "Is it an enemy relationship?"
Yi Daoren doesn't speak, just a little bit on the screen.
After a slight fluctuation outside the Star Lord ship, the starlight on the screen quickly enlarged, revealing the figure of a young girl in green clothes, with a beautiful and elegant appearance. She held a mulberry stick in her hand and penetrated the boundary membrane, and then took off again after a moment.
"It's that green-blooded female earth immortal again, why does she always come here?" Zhang Jiao frowned and watched the starlight go away. A vague feeling passed through his mind, but he couldn't explain it. This was because he had lost his ability to deduce immortal patterns.
Significantly reduced performance.
Yi Daoren was also a little worried, so he took advantage of the convenience of controlling Jizhou and calculated with his fingers for half an hour: "I am protecting the fairy peach in Luoyang on a daily basis."
"Indeed, this experimental field is highly valued by the Heavenly Court..." Zhang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, hoping to leave as soon as possible and return to his own immortal realm, so that he can easily take revenge next time he comes back.
Grassland, night.
On the prairie north of Hetao, the white-haired wind has blown at this season, and the cold can penetrate into people's bones. General Dong defeated all famous human generals, and all military operations of tribal conflicts went dormant.
There are mountains under Yinshan Mountain that block the cold wind. The snow is already three feet thick, but the wind is not so cold that it freezes the bones. This is a high-quality grassland in spring and autumn, and it is close to the Han people's farmland in the Hetao. In winter, you can exchange for some supplies. This way
The excellent areas have always been occupied by the Southern Xiongnu who were converted to the Han Dynasty.
Xi Chi is a mid-level tribal leader in the Southern Xiongnu. This young man in his twenties has been in a bad mood recently. He can't feel happy even after riding on the daughter of his favorite prefect.
And the woman's cowering and frightened look tonight made Xi Chi even more annoyed: "Get out"
The tent became quiet, and there was only an empty map. The map was a little rough, and it was obviously the terrain near the Hetao. At a glance, it reminded people of fertility, wealth, and money.
Xi Chi's eyes alternated between ambition and fear, wandering uncertainly in the tent, the candlelight stretching his shadow into a long shadow, uncertain in light and dark.
The Central Plains suffered from drought and war for more than ten years. The soldiers of the Han Dynasty at Jiuyuan border were scattered because of the lack of military pay. Lu Bu, the flying general who was capable of fighting, was transferred to the south.
, in the subsequent large-scale attacks, although he was repulsed several times by the local governor, overall he gained a considerable amount of silver and silk from his children, which consolidated his position in the wolf pack.
Especially when the governor was changing, he pretended to be a horse bandit and attacked and killed the outgoing governor of Jiuyuan. Xi Chi still enjoys thinking about it - the old man suppressed him for more than ten years, and he swallowed his anger for more than ten years, and finally took revenge.
, killed this powerful enemy, took possession of his wives and daughters, and plundered the population, which greatly increased the strength and status of the Xi Chi tribe among the Southern Huns.
At that time, Luoyang was in a chaotic struggle for power, and no one paid any attention to the disappearance of a border governor. However, the Southern Xiongnu Chanyu was still frightened and sent his cronies to scold and punish Xi Chi, but privately promised to marry his youngest daughter as long as Xi Chi was more cautious.
, don’t provoke revenge.
"Those are the flowers from Chile River..." Xi Chi had seen the little princess in person and was instantly moved.
The tribal elders warned to beware of the Han central army, but Xi Chi did not take it seriously: "I heard from businessmen coming and going that the Han people themselves were fighting in Luoyang, so how could they care about this."
He was very young, not as timid as these old people, and very smart. He knew very well that the attitude of the Southern Xiongnu towards the Han Dynasty was divided into two groups, one was groveling, and the other was trying to avenge.
Even Shan Yuming, the Southern Xiongnu, treated the imperial envoys like a grandson serving his grandfather. He needed to rely on the influence of the Han Dynasty to maintain his rule. In fact, the interior was also wavering between the two factions. From time to time, he would support one faction depending on the situation.
Suppress one faction.
But in general, the people are dissatisfied. It has been more than a hundred years since the Northern Xiongnu destroyed the country, the royal court and ritual vessels disappeared in the western desert, and the Southern Xiongnu converted to the Han Dynasty. The people have been suppressed for too long.
"We Huns once owned the entire grassland, but now we have to break each other's heads for this small piece of grassland, and are grateful for this small favor from the Han people?"
Chi Xi sneered into the air. Like him, the leaders of various families were both afraid and hating the behemoth to the south. This feeling was biting people's hearts like a poisonous snake and could not be eliminated until death. When the Han Dynasty appeared
When the civil strife subsided, Xi Chi knew that an opportunity had come. He remembered the glory of his ancestors and wanted to be a hero of his own clan.
"Come here, let Murong's envoy come over and summon the elders to discuss the matter."
After pondering for a long time, he finally gave the order, because the recent news brought by the caravan was very bad - the Han Dynasty was unified again this year, the new emperor was Liu Jiazi, who was famous in the north, and Lu Bu, who suppressed the grassland tribes and could not hold their heads up, died in
This man was killed by the sword, but the 30,000 Central Army troops had already moved northward in the autumn...perhaps aiming at the grassland.
"Xianbei people?" The elder who came over took a strange look at the stranger in the tent, recognized him as a neighbor to the east, and secretly guessed the purpose of his visit.
Then the clan leader introduced the news in the south, which soon caused an uproar among the people.
"You're not here to retaliate against us, are you?" the eldest old man said fearfully. The old man had experienced the most powerful period of the Han Dynasty. He could drive the Xiongnu northward with only one general and tens of thousands of soldiers, defeating Shi Yanran.
Another elder complained: "I have long advised the clan leader not to offend the Han Dynasty. How will we deal with it now?"
Murong's envoy is a capable warrior with very smart eyes, which contains a hint of mockery... these cowardly natives.
Chixi was not a harsh ruler, but he felt that the authority of his clan leader was being challenged. He felt even more embarrassed in front of outsiders and shouted angrily: "What are you afraid of?"
There was a moment of solemnity in the tent, and all the elders lowered their heads regardless of whether they were convinced or not.
Chixi calmed down and said: "Recently, Bingzhou has not heard of troops being mobilized, which means they have not come to our side at all... and everything has been done. Which of you has not divided the looted property and the men and women, and had fun at night?
Now, do you still hope that everything will be fine during the day?"
The elders were silent and unable to respond. They exchanged glances with each other, and finally looked at him: "What does the patriarch mean?"
Chixi tapped the handle of the knife with his fingers, and finally said his intention: "I heard that on the grassland, the Murong clan of Xianbei proposed to hold a meeting of all ethnic groups..."
As soon as the words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. The elder who had just questioned his eyes widened in disbelief: "In the gathering of all ethnic groups...someone wants to be the Great Chanyu of the entire grassland?"
“Where do the Xianbei people get their courage?”
"Arrogant, we Huns haven't even said anything. Even if we show our sincerity to the Han Dynasty, it won't be the turn of these old slaves to climb on top."
"Don't say that the Han Dynasty will not agree, we will not agree."
"The war killed the Xianbei people"
Chixi felt the same way when he heard this. He glanced at the Xianbei envoy and found no moved expression, so he couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart.
"This man has extraordinary skills and courage. Such a talent is just a messenger... Could it be that the Xianbei clan has already produced such talented people in large numbers?"
The Southern Xiongnu knew best the conditions and changes on the grassland.
Geographically, the entire grassland is vast, and from the dense forests of the Northeast to the Western Regions, there are scattered Hu tribes of various sizes, but they are not all Huns, but are various ethnic and tribal branches of Wuhuan, Xianbei, Xiongnu, Jie, Di, and Qiang.
, distributed from east to west.
The tribes further west even have blond and blue-eyed people. I heard that there is a warm grassland across the cold ice field, but no one has actually seen it.
In terms of power, chanyu means leader. Each race has its own leader, but in the past, they all nominally obeyed the Xiongnu chanyu. For Chixi's understanding, this is the small wolf pack and the big wolf pack... one
In the prairie, there can be many small alpha wolves, but there can only be one wolf king
From Ye Qing's point of view, this is a primitive tribal chieftain democracy, the same system as the barbarians who later destroyed the Roman Empire in Western Europe. The entire Eastern Europe is a grassland, and Western Europe continues to be like this. France is the best at farming and has established its own civil service system.