What happened in the east is different. Ever since Emperor Xiaowu of the Western Han Dynasty conquered the grassland and destroyed the Xiongnu's sacred mountain, the Great Shan was shattered. No one has been able to unify all the tribes on the grassland.
Since the fine pastures in Hetao and other places were occupied by the Han people, there was a strange sight that the Han people had more war horses than the Hu people. It was not until the horse breeding environment declined when the abandoned pastures were replaced by farmland that the old situation gradually returned.
Before and after the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Xiongnu even split into northern and southern parts. The southern Xiongnu directly defected to the Han Dynasty and became what later generations called the leading party.
The Northern Xiongnu were defeated by Dou Xian and their country was destroyed. After the remnants fled far away, no one on the grassland dared to disobey the will of the Han Dynasty.
The Shanyu of the Southern Xiongnu was only golden in body, which was not at the same level as the Qingzi Emperor of the Han Dynasty. All the Hu people in the north succumbed to the prosperity of the Han Dynasty.
Chixi didn't know about these mysterious and secret historical changes. He just felt inexplicably dissatisfied. But even though he was such an ambitious young patriarch, he only had the intention of plundering some Han children's property to replenish his tribe. His highest ideal was to marry the Chanyu of the Southern Xiongnu.
My daughter wanted to be a virtuous king, but she never thought about this supreme position on the grassland.
He glanced sideways at the Murong envoy beside him several times, weighing the opponent's strength, with murderous intent showing in his eyes several times. Even if he wanted to cooperate, the idea of the other party usurping the throne made him instinctively dissatisfied.
"Who is this person?" In the noisy scene, someone finally discovered this and began to question the identity of this strange Xianbei man.
Chixi stretched out his hand and sneered: "This is the envoy, a guest from the Murong clan. Tell me why you hold a meeting of all ethnic groups."
"Okay." The messenger stepped out of the queue. His voice was not loud, but it was heard very clearly.
Everyone looked around and saw that he was young, with two cross-shaped eyebrows, bright eyes, and a slight upward tilt of the corners of his mouth: "Why? It's based on the old practices of the grassland."
He said loudly, "The grassland is based on strength, and each tribe decides on the Great Chanyu. The location is at the Holy Lake, and the time is set at the beginning of spring when the snow melts."
"Anyone who does not attend the meeting within a month is a traitor on the grassland and a lackey of the Han Dynasty. No matter which family the new Dan belongs to, my Murong clan's 20,000 blood wolf army will definitely kill the traitor."
Chi Xi's face was ashen. This lackey scolded the entire Southern Huns, but the other party's momentum surprised him and he sneered: "Twenty thousand, which tribe doesn't have that?"
"The grassland is so big that 20,000 cavalry is not that many, but I am as strong as a centurion." The envoy sneered and pressed his sword: "Every one of the new troops of my Murong tribe is as strong as me."
"Twenty thousand centurions? This is impossible. We Huns didn't have these when they were at their peak..." An elder blushed and pointed at his hands.
After hearing this, the Murong envoy just sneered: "It's you who have declined. The Huns have been broken for a long time. The strength of the Han people in the south has been growing. You guys don't want to make progress and have become the hawks and dogs of the Han people. How can you still have the nerve to talk about the prosperity of the past?"
"The time has come, this grassland needs a new wolf king"
"Tianshi?" Chixi was equally furious, but at this moment his heart moved and he stared at the messenger: "The Immortal God is above, who allows you to tell the Tianshi?"
"My clan leader Murong visited the Holy Mountain and found that the origin of his ancestral lineage was taken away by the Han Dynasty. He once heard that the ancestral land of the Xiongnu was in the Shanxi Basin. Although they were engaged in animal husbandry, they were of the ancient Han Qiang lineage with the Han Dynasty. Only then did they merge with the Han and Huns.
The great battle for orthodoxy.”
Murong's envoy paced in the tent and spoke indifferently: "This matter has existed since ancient times. At that time, Chiyou of Dongyi was defeated by the Yellow Emperor of the Qiang lineage of the ancient Han Dynasty. He lost Mount Tai, the sacred mountain of Dongyi. The sages of all dynasties of China used their power to
If you can seal Mount Tai, the Dongyi clan will be reduced and completely integrated into China."
"You failed in the fight for the throne and lost the sacred mountain. You were sealed in stone by Hou Huo Qubing, the champion of the Western Han Dynasty, and Dou Xian, the general of the Eastern Han Dynasty. You have lost your ancestral lineage. No wonder each generation is inferior to the last, and now you are reduced to being a watchdog for the Han people...
…Now that the Third Han Empire has risen again, I think in two hundred years there will be no Xiongnu race in the grasslands.”
This was bone-chilling, but thrilling. It made Chixi and others look uncertain and speechless. After a while, they said: "Immortal God is above. I, the Xiongnu, have already lost to the Han Dynasty. I admit my bet and accept defeat, and I am aboveboard."
, he can be regarded as a man, but the Holy Mountain is the head of the grassland dragon vein, there is no dragon spirit, everyone is the same, what can you Xianbei dogs do?"
"Haha, this is how ignorant you are."
Murong's envoy was not angry even after being scolded. At this time, he stood in the tent and laughed loudly and said: "Now that the Taoism is manifested, how can it be that there is only the ancestral sacred mountain? Isn't it true that there are teachings without distinction?"
"Immortality is in the sky. My Lord Murong has been meditating on this issue for several days without sleep. He received enlightenment all night long. He led the crowd to worship the Western religion and asked for the protection of the Western saints. Now he has been granted permission... The inheritance of the great religion lies in our grassland, transforming immortality.
Heaven is the paradise of the West. The time has come to unify all ethnic groups. This is our destiny for great prosperity.
"Xianbei, Xiongnu, Jie, Di, Qiang...we and other five tribes will inherit this great destiny and will definitely defeat the fate of the Han people. With the divine weapon in hand, this is the time when the destiny of heaven will flourish."
"Boom" thunder sounded in this winter night, and the light of thunder shone into the tent, making everyone tremble.
There was silence for a long time before Chi Xi frowned and said, "If you can convince Shan Yu, our tribe will also participate in this meeting to see if the strength of your Murong tribe is what you said."
These words imply murderous intent. If the Murong tribe did not have the strength they said, they would swarm up and devour Yu Jingjing.
"Oh, if what I have predicted is correct, your southern Xiongnu Chanyu has agreed to attend the meeting... Just wait and see.
"I hope so... Come and see the guests off"
When Murong's envoy came out, he saw the North Star hanging silently over the horizon in the north. He felt great. He glanced at the black air in the north and south and snorted coldly: "Ye Qing... just stay in Jizhou first and wait until we go south."
, that’s when your Han Dynasty will be destroyed.”
The dark night sky was shrouded by auspicious clouds, and the lotus platform was mysterious. A golden-faced saint was sitting and suppressing it, and then he raised his eyebrows.
Nuwa's figure appeared in the void. She frowned and stared at the changes in the grassland below: "Sage of the West, do you really want to do this?"
On the grassland that night, the torrent changed slightly. Nuwa was high up, and she could clearly see the grassland. Several forces that looked like snakes and pythons in the middle-earth were connected under a new force.
This new power gradually transformed into a black dragon, guarded by a great sun, full of vitality. This was exactly what the Western Saint guarded.
"Sage of the West, Nuwa, you see, I don't even have a name, only a title." The Saint of the West looked up at the grassland with his face raised: "Your Majesty, Emperor Wa, enjoys the fortune of China, and you are certainly not lacking in it. There are even people who teach you.
, the original person who was in charge of the list of gods, and the one who intercepted the Dayan Yuyi from Tongtian, all have the source of luck."
"And I have no name, I only have a name, why don't I plan for myself? And I already know the foundation of Murong Zheng, but they are both from the earth and belong to the Baidi lineage of heaven. Compared with Qingmai, they are different.
A possibility."
"The West belongs to gold. I, a Western saint, am not destined to it?" The Western saint smiled slightly, with golden eyes.
After hearing this, Nuwa was silent for a while and said: "If there is a conflict, I will only support Ye Qing."
"Of course, who wins in the end, or who loses in the end, or how much profit is divided in the balance, depends on the ability of the two families... But before this conflict, according to the agreement between the saints, you cannot reveal it to Ye Qing in private."
After hearing this, Nuwa said nothing, nodded reluctantly, and disappeared.
The Western Saint sighed slightly, knowing that the relationship had deteriorated, but he was helpless. Even if they were both spokespersons of the dark side of heaven, who didn't have their own interests?
"When the dark side of heaven transforms, it is when the status of a saint is lost. If you don't want to decline and become a true immortal, you must attack the earthly immortal before then. It is absolutely impossible without resources."
"And I feel like I shouldn't be alone, like half of me is missing."
"These mysteries still await answers in the future."
Qinghe County · Base Camp
Just like last time, clear sunlight penetrated the main tent, and tiny incense fluttered in the beams of light. Ye Qing was sitting on the wooden couch, meditating.
In the sea of consciousness, the green and purple aura of Sichuan Lin's notes lingers, and nearby are dark or bright golden light spots, which are faintly green.
On that day, Tongtian used cloud energy to transmit the Dharma, and a mysterious force appeared in Ye Qing's sea of consciousness. It not only conveyed wisdom, but also subtly influenced it. The method was indescribably wonderful.
It usually varies from person to person. If you only remember the part that is compatible with your own temperament, 20-30% of it will be a person with extraordinary understanding.
But with Chuanlin's notes, the secrets hidden in these golden points were deciphered. Ye Qing felt that his spiritual sense was getting clearer and clearer. The doubts he had in the past when he practiced suddenly became clear at this moment. Not only that, the stored
Hundreds of thousands of volumes of knowledge are gradually being comprehended.
The air became clearer and clearer, and the natural barrier between man and heaven and earth became thinner and thinner. I don't know how long it took, but with a "boom", all the barriers were broken.
At this moment, Ye Qinglingchi quickly transformed. Originally, the five virtues were in parallel. It seemed that all five colors were present, and the virtue was revealed.
But the essence was white and rosy. At this time, within a short period of time, the whole body turned into a dense red gas, and the entire spiritual pool suddenly shrank from five meters to three feet.
Ye Qing's closed eyes opened, filled with joy.
"I don't think so, Taoist Tongtian was transformed from the dark side of Heaven. The clouds spread the law, and I immediately benefited from the Tao directly. And with the Chuanlin Notes, my benefit may even be more than that of Tongtian himself."
"Originally, with the Chuanlin Notes, there are no obstacles to Yin Shen and Yang Shen. The only thing I need to do is transform into a true immortal. At this time, I have already crossed the gate with one foot."
"It's just that even if this is the case, we still need to expand the spiritual pool to ten meters before we can truly transform into a true immortal."
"If I don't kill the goose to retrieve the eggs and harm the luck of the Han Dynasty, even if I were the emperor, it would take me ten years after being on the throne to gain the luck in private."
"But if you can kill Taoists from outside the realm and sweep away the foreign barbarians, I'm afraid it won't take such a long time."
Ye Qing pushed open the door and stood up, looked at the blue sky, a smile appeared on his lips, and murmured: "It's almost time, I should add some fire."
"Your Majesty?" At this time, Queen Xiao Mi came over and was startled when she saw this.
Although Queen Xiaomi is both Qianqian, their titles are different. Queen Xiaomi is called "Your Majesty", while Qianqian is called "Gongzi".
Ye Qing just smiled after hearing this and said: "Pass my decree and formally submit a message to the saints, saying that I want to meet several saints."