Chapter 185 Awakening

Liangzhou.

Zhenbei Xiongguan.

In the past, this was an insurmountable mountain in the hearts of the barbarians, but now, it is filled with barbarian flags, fluttering in the wind.

Inside the pass, the northern barbarian soldiers sang and danced, venting their grievances that had been suppressed for thousands of years.

They are ready to go, waiting for the order from the Barbarian King, and then they will march into Liangzhou and devour the fertile soil in the distance.

The fact that the Great Yan Martial Saint had not responded made their violence grow day by day. They looked fiercely at the Great Yan army in the distance from time to time. They could clearly see the panic and anger on the faces of the Great Yan soldiers who were watching from afar, which made them enjoy it very much, as if they had a sense of pleasure in playing with their prey.

Waves of strange cries were heard outside the pass.

Those were the Northern Barbarian cavalrymen laughing. They unscrupulously carried their prey and passed in front of the stationed troops of Dayan, provoking them with their skilled riding skills.

certainly.

It’s not that there are no capable people in Dayan, it’s just that they don’t dare to take action.

If they killed these provocative cavalrymen and then provoked a large-scale attack from the Northern Barbarians, they would not be able to bear the consequences. After all, it was because the Great Yan Wusheng did not show up that they lacked confidence.

Many sects also sent strong men to observe in the dark to keep abreast of the latest developments.

But today.

The situation is different.

"Dayan coward, come and kill me if you have the guts!"

"You are a bunch of pathetic jokes. See that thing on my shoulder? That's your woman!"

A group of northern barbarian cavalrymen laughed and mocked unscrupulously.

The soldiers of Dayan looked at this scene, their eyes turned red with anger. They wanted to take action, but they didn't dare to, and could only endure the provocation in silence.

The insults from the northern barbarian cavalry were even more harsh.

There was still no movement in the Dayan camp.

"Let's go, let's go, a bunch of useless things, it's really boring!" The leader laughed and prepared to return victoriously.

Something strange happened.

An arrow shot out from the depths of the camp, carrying with it a strong wind that tore through the air, and went straight through the leader's head. Then, with its remaining force, it pierced through seven or eight Northern Barbarian cavalrymen in succession. The remaining Northern Barbarian cavalrymen were horrified and retreated to the rear.

The soldiers of Dayan were all shocked.

But there was no time to be happy.

There were powerful figures flying in the sky. They were the Heavenly Realm of the Northern Barbarians. Their furious voices resounded throughout the land:

"You are guilty of killing my barbarian sons! Hand over the murderer, or you will pay the price in blood today!"

Inside the majestic pass of Zhenbei.

The barbarian soldiers roared in support in unison, with overwhelming power. The dark cloud of war instantly hung over the heads of every Dayan soldier. They were pale, especially after seeing the majestic figure standing on the Zhenbei Pass, they could not help but tremble in their hearts.

The Barbarian King is invincible.

Inside the Dayan camp, a figure rose into the sky, holding a spear, wearing green armor, and looking awe-inspiring.

General Shenyu took a deep breath, his eyes flashing like lightning:

"I killed him, what do you want?"

The barbarian general sneered:

"Good! Very good, commit suicide to make amends, or else I will make your Great Yan bleed like a river!"

General Shenyu cursed:

"Bullshit!"

After saying that.

There was light flowing on his spear, and a shocking beam of light slashed out.

The barbarian general obviously had not expected that the Great Yan people who had been timid for so long would suddenly become so tough. He was caught off guard and was almost split in half. Even so, he was still in a rather embarrassing state, which immediately broke his defense:

"Well! It seems you are tired of living!"

"kill!"

He shouted angrily.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The war is about to break out.

The soldiers of Dayan, who had been feeling aggrieved for a long time, didn't care about that anymore. Now that the general had taken action, they just wanted to vent their anger. As for what happened afterwards, that was not their business. The same went for the barbarian soldiers. Now that they had found an opportunity, they didn't care about that anymore.

Above the earth.

The two armies fought each other and the shouts shook the sky.

Powerful warriors also fought against each other.

Above Zhenbei Pass.

The Barbarian King watched quietly, with the Treasure Tree Buddha next to him. Everything in the distance was like child's play to them. Even the powerful masters on the Heavenly List looked pitifully weak in their eyes.

"It seems that there is indeed something wrong with Yan Sheng's body. The demon sect founded by the remnants of Dayu has caused him a lot of trouble." Baoshu Buddha said with a smile.

The Barbarian Emperor nodded first, then shook his head:

"The Demon Sect doesn't have that kind of strength. Even if it is a fake saint that is created, it can only cause a little trouble at most. It is most likely the influence of the bloodline method."

He added:

"Forget it. There's no point in thinking too much. We've waited for such a long time and still haven't seen any signs. It's time to harvest. Otherwise, when all the old guys come out, there won't be enough to share. We don't need to be greedy. Occupying the two states plus the existing grasslands will be enough."

Speaking of.

He took one step and was already high above the battlefield.

Ratna Buddha followed closely behind.

The two of them were like the sun, instinctively attracting everyone's attention.

Without the Barbarian King's signal, the Treasure Tree Buddha had already summoned the Glazed Treasure Tree, which was surrounded by colorful light, and everyone on the Dayan side was trembling in their hearts.

In the blink of an eye.

A Buddha's palm that covers the sky has already condensed, and the strong feeling of oppression makes everyone suffocate. Several hidden top-level heavenly realm powerhouses appear, but they are like ants in front of this Buddha's palm.

The Buddha's palm pressed down.

The Northern Barbarians cheered, and Dayan was terrified.

General Shenyu's pupils shrank sharply and he began to get nervous. He was afraid that he would become the eternal sinner of Dayan. Today's events were not decided by him on his own, but he received a secret letter from the imperial capital.

Just when he was panicking.

The distant sky.

A wisp of flame rose into the sky. It was insignificant at first, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a sea of ​​red fire.

The sound of burning resounded through the void, and in just a short moment, the terrifyingly powerful Buddha's palm had turned into ashes. Not only that, the flame had extremely strong staying power, and it burned along the glazed treasure tree.

The face of the Treasure Tree Buddha changed drastically and he let out a strange cry. A strong golden light emerged from his body. He was giving it his all. The Barbarian King also had a solemn expression. Waves of spiritual power swept out to help the Treasure Tree Buddha extinguish the flames.

A figure came over with his hands behind his back.

He stood in the void, with an air of overlooking the world.

Everyone in Dayan showed cheers and shock on their faces.

"General Yanwu!" General Shenyu instinctively wanted to call out, but stopped immediately, only because, the person in front of him, apart from looking the same as General Yanwu, was completely different in both expression and demeanor.

The Barbarian King and the Treasure Tree Buddha finally put out the flames. They looked at the old man in front of them with extremely solemn expressions:

"Flame Saint!"

Li Yanwu glanced at the battlefield and said calmly:

"Get out of Dayan, and I won't take your sins today into account."

Although the words were plain, they were full of dominance.

The people of Dayan were all in a state of excitement, while the soldiers of the Northern Barbarians were trembling in fear. The Martial Saint of Dayan had intimidated the world for two thousand years, and his influence could not be eliminated in a short period of time.

The Barbarian King had an ugly look on his face. He stood side by side with the Baoshu Buddha and confronted Li Yanwu.

"Flame Saint, the present is different from the past. In the past, we were all asleep, and it didn't matter if the world belonged to you. Now that you have returned, everything needs to be reshuffled." He stared ahead and continued, "I only need Liangzhou."

The battlefield below has gradually calmed down.

Countless people are eagerly waiting.

But Li Yanwu just uttered one word calmly:

"roll."

In an instant.

The situation is changing.

Boundless flames rose behind him, illuminating the entire world with an incomparable brightness. All the clouds in the sky were burned clean. The Barbarian King and Treasure Tree Buddha changed their expressions, and saw two sky-high pillars of fire rushing out, suppressing the two of them.

The glazed tree shone brightly, with a Buddha sitting cross-legged on it; a dark aura condensed from the Barbarian King, and a three-headed wolf rushed out with a roar.

But it's all useless.

The pillar of fire was powerful and unstoppable.

The Buddha was washed by the flames and turned into ashes in an instant. The Treasure Tree Buddha was suppressed into the ground. The three-headed heavenly wolf resisted for a moment, and then turned into nothingness. The Barbarian King changed color and did not want to be so embarrassed, but was still blasted far away by the impact of the fire column, somersaulting backwards.

For a while.

The world is silent.

Everyone looked at the Great Flame Martial Saint in amazement.

I originally thought there would be a fierce battle between the two, but I didn't expect the gap to be so big.

"Martial Saint! Martial Saint!"

The Dayan side cheered loudly.

Li Yanwu just stood with his hands behind his back, staring ahead.

At some point, a blind old man appeared on the battlefield again, and someone had recognized his identity.

Old man listening to the wind!

Before the Heavenly Man Ceremony at Zhenxuan Mountain, Elder Tingfeng might have only been ranked first on the Heavenly Man Ranking, but now, everyone knows that this man is also extremely fierce and ruthless. He easily separated the four ancient saints at Zhenxuan Mountain.

Li Yanwu lowered himself and looked at him.

Old Man Tingfeng just sighed softly:

"Fellow Daoist, how are you?"

Li Yanwu nodded and said:

"I know what you mean, otherwise today wouldn't be the result."

Barbarian King and Treasure Tree Buddha rushed back angrily and both landed behind Elder Tingfeng. They seemed to have found support and shouted angrily:

"Fellow Daoist Zhan Tian, ​​please judge for yourself. Is it excessive for us to divide up the land now that we have returned?"

Li Yanwu's eyes turned cold.

Baoshu Buddha shuddered subconsciously. He originally thought that there was something wrong with Li Yanwu's physical condition, but he didn't expect that he was so strong. But then the Barbarian Emperor said in a deep voice:

"Flame Saint, we are indeed no match for you now, but after your spiritual power is revived, you can hold off the two of us, can you hold off so many fellow Taoists?"

Li Yanwu looked down on him:

"Then it'll all depend on your ability. At least for now, get out of here!"

These impolite words made the Barbarian King look even uglier, and he wanted to continue speaking.

Old Man Tingfeng waved his hand gently:

"You two should calm down, too."

The Barbarian King's face turned even darker.

The two strongest men at this stage are standing on opposite sides, and they have no way to resist.

Elder Tingfeng continued:

"Barbarian King, your Barbarian grasslands are already vast enough, there is no need to fight for these places. As for the Taoist friends who will gradually revive in the future, the Flame Saint will certainly allocate corresponding areas to them. As for the others, remember, this is what the Flame Saint deserves."

The words fell.

The Barbarian King and the Precious Tree Buddha were both silent.

Li Yanwu nodded calmly:

"Of course. When fellow Taoists revive in the future, we can allocate some areas to them, but you cannot dare to get involved in my main body of the Great Flame."

The Barbarian King just snorted coldly.

Nothing can be done today. After all the fighting, we gained nothing. If we continue, there will be no benefit.

He didn't say anything, just turned and left.

Li Yanwu's voice sounded behind him:

"etc."

The Barbarian Emperor said angrily:

"Why? Yan Sheng still wants to continue?"

He turned around suddenly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Li Yanwu said coldly:

"People can leave, but debts cannot be wiped out. This time, as many soldiers of Da Yan are killed, as many will remain."

The murderous intent in the Barbarian Emperor's eyes was as real as substance, as if he was enduring something. The Buddha of the Treasure Tree gently pulled him, and only then did the Barbarian Emperor suppress the murderous intent in his heart little by little. He stared at Li Yanwu deeply, and then said coldly:

"good."

After uttering this word, he flew away.

It wasn't because he felt sorry for the millions of northern barbarian soldiers who were about to be enslaved or slaughtered, but because he had already lost face today and didn't want to stay any longer.

Ratna Buddha smiled bitterly in his heart.

After suffering a series of setbacks since he was born, he could only be thankful that today he did not lose his spiritual blood like he did that time at Zhenxuan Mountain.

After clasping his hands together in salute, he followed the Barbarian King.

Old Man Tingfeng nodded slightly to Li Yanwu, then turned and left.

Only countless Northern Barbarian soldiers were left in shock.

Li Yanwu looked at those frightened eyes and said indifferently:

"kill."

…

The news of the Liangzhou battle spread throughout the world at an extremely fast speed.

The Great Yanwu Saint Li Yanwu suddenly appeared, the Barbarian King was defeated, and millions of Northern Barbarian soldiers were slaughtered.

The world was shaken again.

Inside Mingwu Pavilion.

Ning Qi was slightly surprised when he heard the news from Luo Wentian.

"Li Yanwu? Isn't that General Yanwu? I heard that the Great Yanwu Saint who appeared on the Liangzhou battlefield looks the same as General Yanwu, and is called Yansheng by the Barbarian Emperor and the Treasure Tree Buddha."

He was thinking about what Taoist Baishan had told him before about the method of surviving to the present world through blood inheritance, and he vaguely understood something.

"The connection is based on the bloodline of future generations... There seems to be a difference between the methods of the Flame Saint and Elder Tingfeng."

Ning Qi thought to himself and said:

"The powerful return of the Flame Saint at the critical moment has frustrated the Barbarian Emperor's plan. In this way, at least in the short term, the Great Flame will not be torn apart. However, it seems that the Flame Saint is also afraid of the ancient saints who are about to return, and he actually promised to divide a part of the territory for them."

Luo Wentian nodded seriously:

"That's right. The dynasty is extremely obsessed with the unification of its territory, and now it has made concessions, which shows it."

Taoist Longshan put down his teacup:

"It's useless to think too much. At least now these things have nothing to do with our Zhenwu Sect. With the birth of the Flame Saint, those martial arts sects will be quieter. How is the King of Zhenbei now?"

Luo Wentian said:

"He is still recovering from his injuries. He was lucky enough to have avoided the Barbarian Emperor's attack. Otherwise, he might have become a warning to others."

Taoist Longshan felt relieved:

"That's good. It will save Xiao Shiyi from worrying about it all the time."

Luo Wentian said again:

"One more thing."

"It seems that all the remnants of the Demon Sect have disappeared."

He looked slightly solemn.

Ning Qi's eyes paused.

Luo Wentian continued:

"Some time ago, I don't know which force supported the Demon Sect, and the situation was getting tense. But ever since the return of the ancient saint at the Zhenxuan Mountain Heavenly Man Ceremony and the Liangzhou War, the remnants of the Demon Sect have completely stopped making any moves."

"Whether it was the leader of the Demon Sect who came out of seclusion, or an ancient saint supporting them, or some other shady people, we don't know."

Taoist Longshan nodded slowly:

"The world has changed drastically now. Although the threat from the Demon Sect is not as great as before, we cannot let our guard down. Although there is no news about other ancient saints yet, we cannot rule out the possibility that some of them have returned and are lurking in the dark. We must be careful not to get into trouble with these old monsters."

Ning Qi asked:

"Is there any news from Southern Xinjiang?"

In this era when the ancient saints have reappeared, the threat from Southern Xinjiang is really nothing. The reason why he asked about Southern Xinjiang now is that he remembered the Blood Emperor Gu.

These days.

He and Dao Mo tried to refine the spiritual energy again and made considerable progress.

At this rate of progress, it would not be difficult to deduce the secret technique to filter out poisonous substances. At least a rough version could be done. But then there comes another problem. The inspiration within the Yu Wang Pearl is not enough for one person to reach the realm of Martial Saint. Subsequent research would come to a standstill. Ning Qi needs to look for other external objects. He has to prepare for a rainy day.

The Blood Emperor Gu naturally caught his eye.

Luo Wentian frowned slightly:

"Previously, we received intelligence that Southern Xinjiang was cultivating the Blood King Gu in Northern Barbarians. But now that the Barbarian King has returned, I'm afraid there will be a conflict between the two. Southern Xinjiang should have retreated now."

Ning Qi nodded slowly.

"Big Brother, please pay more attention to this aspect. It will be of great use to me."

Luo Wentian's expression straightened and he nodded quickly.

…

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

The world is in turmoil.

The subsequent impact of the Liangzhou War continues to ferment and is hotly discussed everywhere.

With the birth of the Great Yan Martial Saint, the prestige of Great Yan was raised again. All the martial arts sects in the territory were obedient and did not dare to do anything high-profile. All the little tricks they had in mind were put away.

But there are always exceptions.

Another ancient saint has been born!

Not one, but two in a row.

One is named Chiyang Martial Saint, the other is named Hei Ze Martial Saint. The former appeared in Yunzhou and the latter in Cangzhou. The inheritance of the former has long been lost in the long river of history, but the latter has a branch left, which is the Yanyu Pavilion that once came to Longshan Taoist to congratulate the Heavenly Ceremony.

After the two Martial Saints appeared, there was some commotion at first, but the Great Yan Martial Saint Li Yanwu rushed over as soon as possible.

After the discussion.

Eventually, a piece of land was demarcated in Yunzhou and Cangzhou and given to the two Martial Saints, which included not only fertile land and a large population, but also famous mountains and swamps.

For a time, the whole world looked at him with awe.

This almost means a country within a country.

The status of the ancient saints soared, and the world realized that even the extremely powerful Great Yan Martial Saint today had to give the ancient saints face. This made some martial arts sects look forward to it, hoping that an ancient saint would take a liking to them.

Just because the Martial Saint Chiyang supported a sect in Yunzhou, he directly changed its name to Chiyang Sect. Although it changed its name, it soared to the sky and made countless people envious.

Everyone knows it.

This is just a prologue.

With the return of these two Martial Saints, the next Martial Saints will awaken one after another and shine in the world.

Ning Qi felt a sense of urgency rising in his heart.

His experiment with the Sword Demon was approaching a critical moment.

And just at this moment.

An expected yet extremely surprising piece of news came from Mingwu Pavilion.

Qin Yun finally woke up!

(End of this chapter)