Chapter 483 The war is about to begin
What comes into view is a layer upon layer of purple silk mesh that is as thin as light silk. The threads on it are as thin as if they were not there, shining brightly and translucently. You can tell at a glance that it is a rare treasure.
"Isn't this the 'Purple Crystal Pocket'? This is a famous ancient treasure from the barbaric period." Yinyue said in amazement as soon as she saw the purple crystal net clearly.
"Yinyue, you know a lot. Although this Zicheng pocket is far inferior to the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure, it is still a top-level ancient treasure! Not many people in the world of immortal cultivation today know about it." Yang Qian raised his eyebrows. , seemed to remind him unintentionally.
After Yinyue listened to Yang Qian's words, a look of confusion flashed in her two fox eyes, as if she had remembered something, and explained in detail:
"What the master said is true! This Purple Pocket, in terms of defensive magical power alone, is extremely useful! Depending on the power of the refining, once this treasure is deployed, it can cover a range of a hundred feet or even a thousand feet, which is a rare A treasure that can be defended in a large area
It is said that the top ancient treasure of Zichengdou can even cover all living things within a hundred miles without being harmed. I don’t know whether it is true or not! Of course, this treasure is also extremely sharp when used to trap enemies. It can release the 'Yuyang True Fire' on its own, which is enough to kill powerful enemies! ”
"Yinyue, you seem to know this Zicheng pocket very well. Have you seen it before?" Yang Gan's face flashed with a strange look, he weighed the purple net in his hand, and asked as if unintentionally.
When Yinyue heard this, she fell silent. After a while, she said with a wry smile:
"When the master said this, I discovered that in the remaining memory, before I was refined into a weapon spirit, I seemed to have such an ancient treasure of Zichengdou, so I knew it so clearly."
As Yinyue spoke, a look of contemplation flashed in her eyes, as if she remembered something, but then she shook her head and gave up in frustration.
"Oh?" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, "Even if this Zicheng pocket is not as rare as the Tongtian Lingbao, it is not something that ordinary monks can possess. It seems that Yin Yueqi has some background in the past."
Yin Yue chuckled, her eyes shining brightly, "I can't remember the origin of Yin Yue now, but since I already have a master, Yin Yue is just the master's spiritual pet!" The look on the little fox's face , actually showed a hint of anthropomorphic charm.
Yang Qian's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth curved.
"Yinyue, I will give you the Zicheng bag for protection. This thing is of no use to me." Yang Qian said softly, with a hint of smile in his words. He gently covered Yinyue with the Zicheng bag. , I saw a flash of purple light, and the purple bag merged into Yin Yue's body and disappeared.
"Thank you, Master!" Yin Yue's voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, sweet and crisp. She always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Zi Cheng Dou, and felt a sense of gratitude in her heart for her master's actions.
Yang Gan chuckled, flicked his fingertips, and another jade box appeared in his hand. With a slight squeeze of his fingers, the restrictions of the jade box became invisible under the influence of magic power.
After seeing the contents of the box clearly, Yang Qian sighed with a calm expression.
Inside the jade box, there was a light blue jade slip lying quietly. Yang Qian picked it up gently without any hesitation, and his consciousness slowly penetrated into it.
Yinyue stared at Yang Gan's face, her black eyes rolling around, looking quite interested.
However, as time passed by, Yang Qian's face remained calm, without any ripples.
"Master, is there any secret in this jade slip?" Yinyue couldn't help but ask one more question.
Yang Qian shook his head and explained: "This jade slip records the skills and magical powers of Master Cangkun. The main skill of this 'Tiannan Kuangxiu' is called 'Wang Yue Jue'. Naturally, I don't I know how to specialize in it, but I can learn from some of the secret techniques and some cultivation experiences, which can be considered to be of some use to me.”
Although Yang Gan failed to obtain the mysterious "yin ring" that could resist the Northern Light, he did not feel lost in his heart. After all, with Yang Qian's current physical strength, even if he faces the unparalleled power of the Northern Yuanguang, he can deal with it calmly without suffering too much damage. What's more, he recently traded a lot of towering fortune dew from Han Li, which meant that he could ripen the dragon scale fruit tree again and take a large amount of dragon scale fruit to further enhance his physical strength.
Come to think of it, even the "Bone Tempering Technique" can probably be improved a lot.
The physical body is becoming increasingly powerful, which would be unimaginable for monks in the human world.
After thinking about it for a while, Yang Qian gently put away the jade slip, raised his palm and caressed Yin Yue's soft fox body, and then opened his mouth and gave an order.
Then, he took out the "Lan Bingzhu" he had obtained from the great master of the Tianfeng Department, slowly closed his eyes, crossed his legs and fell into meditation.
Yinyue felt a subtle chill, which seemed to flow slowly from Lan Bingzhu, making her slightly unbearable.
But at this moment, although Yang Qian closed his eyes tightly, he suddenly formed a cover with the magic power between his fingers, and all the cold energy of Lan Bingzhu was blocked in his palm, unable to escape.
During this process, Yinyue was safe and sound, as if protected by an invisible barrier and not affected at all.
Yinyue felt warm in her heart and moved her petite body. She was close to Yang Gan, her petite fox body curled up together. Her pair of black and shiny eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, staring intently at Yang Gan's face, which was closed and meditative.
Yang Qian's calm face made Yin Yue unable to help being stunned.
The Mulan team advanced little by little, and Yang Qian and Yinyue stayed in the car safely for two days and two nights.
During this period, the team also encountered inspections by two groups of mages.
But after Yang Qian was awakened by Yinyue, he cast a spell, and these low-level magicians naturally left without gaining anything.
This carriage was specially designed to hold insignificant things. No one from the Mulan tribe in the team had ever entered the carriage to take a single look.
It is now located in the northern part of the Mulan Grassland and is occupied by the Mulan people. As for the southern prairie, it is occupied by the Tuwu people, the mortal enemies of the Mulan people. The Tuwu people call it Tianlan Grassland.
On the whole, the strength of the Mulan people is slightly lower than that of the Tutu tribe, but there are also many tribes in the tribe.
The smaller tribes only have a few hundred thousand people. As for the ten major tribes, each of them has a population of over 100 million. Among them, the largest tribe of the Mulan people, the "Jinyang Tribe", has countless masters in the tribe. The temple granted him the important task of sitting at the junction of the Mulan and Tuwu tribes, and always paying attention to the movements of the Tuwu tribe, so he could not escape and go to Tiannan to fight.
In fact, it was the other nine tribes of the Mulan people who fought in Tiannan.
At this time, Yang Qian in the carriage suddenly closed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Master!" Yinyue's eyes showed a hint of joy, and she jumped lightly onto Yang Qian's lap.
"You have worked hard these days. Now that we are deep in the Mulan Grassland, for the sake of safety, you should come to the spirit beast bag." Yang Gan smiled and stroked Yinyue's fur. The little fox rubbed it affectionately and turned into a baby. As a stream of light, it rushed into the spirit beast bag on Yang Gan's waist.
It was only at this moment that Yang Qian slowly turned his head, his deep eyes focused on the Lan Bingzhu in the palm of his left hand, and his brows furrowed slightly.
The cold energy of the ice on this ice bead was actually refined by the old man surnamed Mu from the Tianfeng tribe using the spiritual arts of the Mulan tribe. If this ancient treasure is only used against the enemy, there will be no big problem. , but can no longer extract the cold air from the Lan Bingzhu.
Yang Qian felt a little regretful about this. Since he could no longer refine the ice cold energy, the value of this ice bead would be greatly reduced. In the future, he might consider giving it to others, which can be regarded as a reward. .
As for the crystal that is suspected to have the power of space obtained from the body of the Sumeru insect, how can it be fully understood in just a few days? Yang Qian does not have such great ability to fully understand and refine it. , I am afraid it will take a very long time to have a chance to unlock the mystery, but there is no need to be in such a hurry.
However, when Yang Gan followed the convoy to a nearby Mulan temple and captured information about the Mulan coalition through his powerful spiritual consciousness, he couldn't help but feel speechless in his heart.
It turned out that this Mulan team actually chose to advance along the eastern route of the grassland. The main force of the Mulan people, the army led by the divine master and the saint, had already set off from the western area of the Mulan grassland and advanced all the way north, aiming directly at Tiantian City.
All the Mulan temples are empty, with only some magicians left to guard them.
According to the descriptions of these low-level monks, this time almost all the Mulan people came out to fight Tiannan.
"This time, I'm afraid it will be the legendary battle for the fall of Tiantian City. How could I miss such a majestic battle." Yang Gan stroked his chin, already making a decision in his heart.
According to the records of the original book, the Tiannan monks were defeated in this battle. Not only were the Mulan people captured Tiantian City, but they also drove straight north and pushed them for tens of thousands of miles, causing the entire Yu Kingdom to fall into the hands of the enemy. In desperation, the monks from Tiannan had no choice but to retreat to Beiliang Kingdom, which was adjacent to Yu Kingdom.
Yang Qian sighed slightly and shook his head gently.
In today's Tiannan region, among the four major forces, the Tiandao Alliance is the most powerful and unrivaled.
And this battle is also a rare opportunity for him.
In this land that has lasted for tens of thousands of years, chaos and struggle seem to never end.
However, all this will come to an end.
Yang Gan's eyes flashed. Perhaps, this battle was a crucial battle that would determine the future fate of the major forces in the Tiannan region.
"The war has not yet come, so we can use this opportunity to open up the areas around the Mulan Grassland one by one." Yang Qian whispered to himself, then broke through the confinement of the carriage, roared, and turned into a bright purple rainbow rising into the sky. , flying straight south.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous!"
"Who is it! Could it be that the Tuwu tribe came here?"
"This aura is not our magicians, nor the immortal masters of the Tuwu tribe. Is it the Nascent Soul monks from Tiannan!"
The alchemy masters of Mulan Temple were stunned for a moment. Looking at the purple rainbow light in the distance, they felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were at the gate of hell.
"Quickly send a message to the Master and the Saint!"
"The other party is heading towards the Tuwu tribe in the south. Let's go north quickly and join the tribal coalition forces!"
"What should I do with the Jinyang tribe? If the Tubul tribe comes over, will we abandon our tribe?"
For a time, the entire Mulan Temple fell into chaos, and everyone was in danger and at a loss.
Three months later.
The hinterland of the grassland.
The place where the Mulan tribe and the Tutu tribe fought.
At this moment, Yang Gan concealed his figure and floated a hundred feet high with his feet in the void. His eyes were like cold arrows, penetrating straight through the chaotic battlefield below.
The two parties were engaged in a small-scale battle along a tributary of the "Tianshui River", the largest river in the grassland. They were either holding shields or flying swords, and they were going back and forth with each other, fiercely clashing spells. Waves of air were set off, causing the earth to tremble slightly.
Thousands of low-level monks were fighting one after another, and the seven or eight magicians in the alchemy stage were even more eye-catching. They wandered on the edge of the battlefield, and every move was carried with thunderous momentum. They seemed to be able to attack and defend with ease.
According to Yang Qian’s observation.
One of them is the Jinyang tribe, the largest tribe of the Mulan people.
The leader of the Jinyang tribe was an old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He was tall, with a round head and strange blue-red lines carved on his face, which seemed to be some kind of totem.
In the air above the old man, there was a strange bird with patterns all over its body, circling and hissing, and it had already flown to the fighting area between the two parties.
As for the other side, they are members of the Tuwu tribe. They are also guarded by a white-robed man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. This man has a cold face, his eyes are long and narrow, and his eyes are as sharp as knives. He shoots out an icy cold light and stares at the Jinyang Department opposite. old man.
But when he raised his hand and waved, a dazzling black light flew out. It was a small gray sword that penetrated the air like a startling rainbow and pierced the strange patterned bird above the head of the old man Jin Yangbu.
The strange patterned bird was startled, and immediately flapped its wings to dodge, but failed to completely dodge. A long scar was cut on its lower abdomen, green blood spilled out, and a hoarse scream came from its mouth.
"How brave!"
The eyes of the old man from Jinyangbu were full of anger, and he shouted loudly. The golden light from his body rose into the sky, like a small sun, lighting up the entire battlefield. He rushed towards the white-robed man without hesitation.
For a moment, two powerful Nascent Soul auras collided here, sparking a bright brilliance.
All kinds of five-color brilliance burst out in all directions, occasionally falling on the low-level magicians on both sides, immediately making their souls fly away.
Yang Qian hugged his shoulders and fell quietly. Until he was more than fifty feet above both sides, no one noticed his presence, not even the two tribal elders in the middle Nascent Soul stage.
However, the small battle between the two clans did not turn into a tribal war.
After only half an hour, the two sides separated as if they had a tacit understanding. After looking at each other with hatred for a moment, their respective tribes left as quickly as the ebbing tide.
Yang Gan remained motionless and allowed the two tribes to leave slowly. He raised his eyes and cast his gaze towards the Tutu tribe's territory in the south. After pondering for a moment, an elusive look appeared on his face.
This endless prairie is divided into north and south. The north is called "Mulan Grassland" by the Mulan people. It is named after the "Mulan Sacred Bird" worshiped by the Mulan people.
The south is occupied by the Tuwu people, who call it "Tianlan Grassland". Because the Tuwu people have always believed in the rumored "Tianlan Sacred Beast" and requested it to be their patron saint and support it for generations, the grassland got this name.
Whether it is the Tianlan Holy Beast or the Mulan Holy Bird, their rumors have been passed down for countless thousands of years, and the feud between the two clans also started.
At this moment, the Mulan people have already led a coalition of magicians from various tribes to the junction of the Mulan Grassland and Tiannan. Except for the "Jinyang Tribe", the largest tribe in Mulan who stayed here, they could not leave to monitor the actions of the Tubul tribe. In addition, all the elites of the other tribes came out, pinning all their hopes on occupying Tiannan in the first battle.
Thinking of this, Yang Gan's eyes flashed, and he was about to follow the Tuwu tribe to the Tianlan Grassland. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He raised his eyebrows, then flicked his fingers and took out a Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Talisman from the storage spirit ring. , after gently crushing it, the voice of Wei Wuya, the great elder of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, came out from it.
Yang Qian listened attentively, and pondered for a moment with his eyebrows slightly furrowed. He glanced at the Tutu people who were walking away, and there was an imperceptible strange color in his eyes.
"That's all, this half-moment of delay is nothing." Yang Qian retracted his gaze and sighed softly, his figure swayed slightly, and the space around him fluctuated, as if there was an incredible distortion.
In an instant, Yang Gan's figure was swallowed up by a deep portal.
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Tiannan Yu Kingdom.
In Tiantian City, there were crowds of people, but the atmosphere seemed particularly depressing.
(End of chapter)