"We like to learn swords and live in the cold pond for ten years..."

The crystal water droplets reflected the face of the general who was extremely frightened by his awakening.

...

The straight and sharp meaning of the black lake water was gradually weakened by the riverbed along the way, and it became no different from the current of the lakes formed by melting water from glaciers in the mountains. Even the strange black color naturally disappeared and became absolutely pure.

The terrain became smoother and smoother, the snow line disappeared, and a large area of ​​frozen wasteland appeared.

This is the pasture in early summer, but at this time - Xiaoshuo - no grass grows, and cattle and sheep rely on the hay prepared in summer.

The more difficult the living environment is, simply satisfying the minimum needs of survival, the more awe of the heaven and earth will be, and the changes around us will be more meticulous and meticulous.

The eyes of a herder on the edge of the flock remained in the sky above a stream in the distance.

He is an ordinary herder, and his skin on his face is like dry mulberry bark. Because of the sun and coldness of the plateau, it has turned into a unique purple color, accompanied by many traces of frostbite.

The vultures were hovering in the sky above the sky he was watching. The vultures circled for a long time, but they seemed to be afraid and not falling.

Vultures are like divine objects to these herders in the wasteland. When they appear in large quantities, they are accompanied by the aging and death of living beings.

However, such a picture is too unusual for him now.

First of all, he could be sure that no cattle and sheep were lost in his flock and cattle. Logically, in this season, it would be impossible for that place to attract the death breath of a large number of vultures.

The most important thing is that vultures will only appear quietly when they are on the verge of death, and have a keen perception of death that surpasses all other creatures. When the vultures arrive, the creatures on the verge of death will die quickly, and then the vultures will swarm and swallow the flesh and blood. In the end, the bloody smell of these vultures when they tear their prey will attract the jackal pack in the distance and eventually bit the bones into pieces.

The vulture circled for a long time, but never fell, which is a strange phenomenon.

The herder became a little nervous, and piously swung the rosary in his hand, shouted a few times, calling out two sons who were flipping the forage, and the three rode their horses towards the place.

They quickly screamed in horror.

The reason why the vulture circled was because there was a corpse on the bank of the stream.

The corpse should be a young boy, but it seems that it does not belong to their world at all. Some of the remaining broken clothes on their bodies look extremely luxurious in texture. The most terrifying thing is that the boy has many red lines, the lines are like scars, but they are extremely straight and deep inside the body. What's even more terrifying is that there seems to be a terrible atmosphere remaining in the red lines.

This breath made the vultures circling and dare not fall.

This is definitely a terrible omen for these herders, or a prompt from the gods, so the three herders were extremely panicked. Two stayed to guard the corpse from afar, while the other herder ran to the distance as fast as possible, informing the leader and wizard of the tribe.

Going further south, this wasteland is still wide and sparsely populated, but after all, some cities have appeared.

The most majestic one is the empty space of the entire mountain, with dense red and white palaces piled up on the top of the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain are bungalows made of loess.

This is the imperial city of Donghu.

Before this, there was a drastic change in the imperial city of Donghu.

An old monk who came with a staff in his hand washed the imperial city bloodied and rushed into the deepest part of the palace alone, killing Emperor Donghu.

Then the prince Yelu Canglang, who had been expelled from the Donghu, was welcomed back from the border, replaced Donghu's throne, and triggered a more cruel bloodbath.

It was just that the cruel bloodbath was only aimed at those monks who were loyal to the Emperor Donghu and cruelly enslaved serfs in the depths of the imperial city.

The group with the highest cultivation level among the monks has been directly killed by the old monk, and the remaining monks have almost no ability to resist.

The new emperor Yelu Canglang almost adapted to local conditions and issued an imperial order. In the family of serfs, as long as one of them became a warrior recognized by the imperial city, the owners of this family of serfs can be reborn, free, completely free from the identity of serfs, and own their own land.

To become a recognized warrior, it does not necessarily require sufficient force, but requires sufficient courage.

This is hope.

The situation of the serfs in Donghu was much more difficult than that of the ordinary people in Changling in the past. Not only his wife, children, but even his own lives did not belong to him, and they could be seized by the nobles at any time. In addition, the heads of all the powerful and powerful Donghu were shrouded in the shadow of the killing of the old monk. Therefore, the reform of the new Emperor Yelu Canglang of Donghu did not cause a strong rebound at all, but it quickly gained the fanatical support of all the serfs. This emotion was even like faith.

The matter of faith is difficult to explain. Donghu is vast and sparsely populated, and the spread of information is more difficult than any dynasty outside. However, at this time, in any remote corner of Donghu, in the mouths of the herdsmen and serfs, the old monk and the new emperor Yelu Canglang had already become gods and Buddhas sent by Gods to save them.

But at the same time, faith is also the one who deals with faith. The suppressed powerful people also fabricated many ominous signs to spread the reforms of the new emperor Yelu Canglang that angered the gods.

Out of true love for the new emperor and fanatical support, worried that this strange corpse was some ominous sign brought by God, the corpse was more properly taken care of by the herdsmen of the most marginal tribe of Donghu. The news was transmitted to the Donghu Palace at a speed that the army could not imagine.

More than a dozen practitioners quickly arrived there, including Yelu Canglang's confidants, his deputy general in the army, and a master practitioner at the seventh level.

These practitioners easily judged the death time of the corpse and the identity of the practitioner, and saw that the red lines on their bodies were shocking traces left by the sword intent cut through the body. However, they could not understand why the corpse appeared there, and why the sword intent in their bodies had not yet broken, etc.

Even the masters of the seventh level are difficult to understand, so this matter is even more unusual.

...

"The alien boy, who had just died, had a subtle and straight sword thread that penetrated his whole body..."

The military information was produced in extremely detailed manner, and even the young man's physical characteristics were described, and even drawings were used.

But it's still difficult to solve.

"According to this fragment of clothing, this should be related to your Qin Dynasty, but how could the Qin people go to such a deserted place?"

In Wu's tent, the old woman frowned and looked at the military information conveyed by Donghu. She looked at Ding Ning and asked.

As time goes by, more and more precise clues prove that Ding Ning's inference is correct. When the ice and snow melt in spring, Qin will use troops against Chu. So for her, it is natural to link these two things together.

However, that place seemed to have no impact on the situation in Donghu, and it was impossible for there to be any conspiracy to fight against Qin and Chu.

"Some things are not that complicated, especially after a breakthrough, no other association will be developed."

Ding Ning looked at her and said, "Although the news about Changling has not been heard yet, I think the old things I have turned up before have already worked, and An Baoshi is dead."

"An Baoshi?" The old woman thought she had heard it wrong.

"The physical appearance of this military image is very similar to An Baoshi. I have seen An Baoshi." Ding Ning said very directly.

The old woman said in a daze, "Ran'an boulders in Changling, thousands of miles away from that place."

"There is a sword washing pool in Lingxu Sword Sect. The water in the sword washing pool comes from the sword intent tempering of the Void Realm. The Void Realm is left by a great master when Lingxu Sword Sect was established. It is equivalent to using sword intent to open a channel to the heaven and earth vital energy somewhere."

Ding Ning looked at the old woman and said slowly: "No one knew where the communication in the Void Realm was before."

The old woman finally understood and said in shock: "What do you mean is the Void Realm of Lingxu Sword Sect, which communicates with the land of the Donghu area?"

Ding Ning nodded and said, "As long as the news from Changling comes, if An Baoshi finally enters the Void Realm and wants to escape from the Void Realm, there will be no doubts."

The old woman calmed down, sighed and remained silent.

Some things will become eternal puzzles, but you don’t happen to meet someone with a terrible insight.

In her opinion, Ding Ning could easily infer that what seemed to be completely unconnected and even impossible was not because he had seen An Baoshi, but because he had such terrible insights.

Ding Ning also fell silent.

His breathing was slightly heavier than usual.

Because only a few people know that the reason why the Void Realm can be achieved is because the great master of the Lingxu Sword Sect has visited that mysterious place and left his natal sword there.

His natal sword echoed the magic circle in the Lingxu Sword Gate Sword Hall, and finally formed a stable void realm.

And now, Ding Ning just missed a sword.

The last flower and the remaining sword are more because of nostalgia.

And finally facing Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu, he must have a sword that is strong enough to carry and bear his future sword intent.

He has never easily chosen a sword that will be his natal sword in the future because he must be extremely cautious and cannot have a slight possibility of failure.

After the Success of the God of Heaven, in his plan, Chun Zhi Chu went to find a sword that was powerful enough.

Chu Qi is the best in the world.

But now, this sword appeared outside his plan.

Some things are accidents or accidents.
Chapter completed!