Chapter 390: The war between soldiers from the Western Continent, halfway through, the great doctor blames Qi Huang, is the world sick? The Taoist priest is horrified

In the western land, the sky is like a dome, covering the entire area.

The autumn wind is bleak, blowing the white grass on the ground toward the sky.

On the endless prairie, huge military camps are neatly distributed on the land. Above each camp is a white ball of light the size of a bathtub floating, connecting everything.

This is the soldiers' camp.

A handsome young man stood in the boundless wilderness. He waved his big hand and tightly grasped a floating white grass in his hand. His face was gloomy and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

A large silver-white hand suddenly pressed on the handsome young man's shoulder.

"Aksa Baibian Xuanbing, you have done a great job."

"We have already destroyed eighteen of the thirty-six nations in the Western Continent and occupied half of the country. Although we have suffered a small setback now, it is not your fault."

"Uncle, how many casualties were there in the last battle?" The handsome young man did not respond to the tall soldier behind him, but changed the subject.

"The casualties are huge!" The tall soldier paused, then showed a helpless look on his face, "Our army has been weak for too long. It is a great achievement that we can destroy the eighteen countries. You are a great leader, and we caught the Western Continent countries off guard."

"Now that the remaining countries have united, we will naturally not be as unstoppable as before."

"I'll go check on the injured soldiers."

The handsome young man was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then strode towards a camp behind him. His dark metal military boots stepped on the white grass, leaving a trail of traces on the ground.

A soldier with a human head on the front and a body transformed into a strange four-wheeled cart came from a distance, carrying a group of soldiers with missing limbs.

One after another, they entered a large camp for wounded soldiers.

When the handsome young man entered the camp, the wailing in the white wounded soldiers' camp suddenly stopped.

"Marshal, why are you here?"

"I'm here to visit the most glorious warrior of my soldier clan!" Ba Shi Jun Quan said with a smile. At this moment, he was not as calm and crazy as he was during the battle, but had a very friendly smile.

An hour later, the handsome young man suddenly floated into the sky, releasing his aura wantonly.

"You are all the most brave and fearless warriors of our soldier clan. Scars are our best medals. Now the world is changing. If we don't move forward, we will retreat. If we fail, we will die. Time is running out for us."

"I, Akesa Hundred Changes Mysterious Soldier, will make a major decision today. I will exchange my merits for the strongest cultivation secret of my Akesa family, 'The Holy Art of Slaughtering Souls by Soldiers'."

The handsome young man glanced in all directions, and above each ball of white light floated the steady voice of the domineering military authority.

As soon as these words were spoken, the huge military camp fell silent at first, and then exploded, with many soldiers beginning to discuss.

The tall soldier looked up at his outstanding nephew with his mouth wide open. It was obvious that he had never expected this move of dominating the world's military power.

However, this is just the beginning, and the bombing continues.

"From today on, as long as you are a soldier under my military authority, you can practice the first level of the "Soldier Cultivation and Slaughtering Spirit Sacred Art."

"From today on, all captured items will be counted according to contribution, all occupations will be counted according to military merit, and all privileges of the military nobility will be abolished. The capable will be promoted, and the weak will be demoted."

“…”

"Everyone, please work together to carve out a bright future for our people!"

"The mountains and rivers are on the chessboard, the stars and the moon are falling, and the military spirit is hard to calm down."

"The weight of the war is too great to describe, the iron cavalry opens the dawn."

"The iron horses of the Five Realms are so delicate, and when the song is over, the south wind blows with the sound of death!"

Along with the words of dominating the world's military power, the sound of people shouting "God of War" echoed between heaven and earth like an overwhelming wave.

Suddenly, Ba Shi Jun Quan seemed to hear something breaking in his ears. With a snap, his body resonated with the military spirit of many soldiers.

Spears were like a forest, armors were like rain, and countless soldiers began to emit wisps of white military aura, lingering above the body of the domineering military power.

At this moment, his momentum began to rise steadily, increasing in strength, surging, and doubling. Suddenly, he broke the limit once, broke the limit twice, and continued to rise to an astonishing intensity close to the third time of breaking the limit before he slowly stopped.

Feeling the resonance between himself and the "military spirit", a hint of hidden joy began to flash in the eyes of the handsome young man.

This is another way to break through the limits that he comprehended from the only true scripture left by the Lord of Arms, "The Divine Method of Controlling the Heavenly Generals of the Army".

A way to gather people.

As the war was hindered, he finally made up his mind to win the hearts of the soldiers by killing all the military nobles.

In the dangerous environment surrounded by powerful enemies, in this fertile land where milk and honey are flowing and smoke of war is raging, the soldiers really need a savior.

When military spirit and military mind are integrated together and controlled by one person, that person can be called the God of War!

As long as the soldiers are numerous and strong, his power to dominate the military will become stronger, so strong that it will make everyone tremble.

"God of War!"

"God of War! God of War!"

I don't know who started it, but the voice of the God of War first broke like waves, and then suddenly set off a huge wave! Countless soldiers' pupils flashed red, and their arms turned into long spears, crossbows, cannons, sharp blades, steel claws and many other strange weapons, and began to shout to the sky! At night.

The autumn wind is bleak, blowing the white grass on the ground toward the sky.

Above the wasteland, the moon is as bright as a disk.

The tall soldier looked at the back of the handsome young man in front of him, his mouth slightly open, but he didn't know how to start.

"Uncle, you are here to act as a lobbyist, right?" Ba Shi Jun Quan turned around and looked at the deputy marshal, the strongest soldier who had supported him all the way, with a look of fatigue on his face.

"marshal."

"Uncle, please call me Aksa Baibian Xuanbing."

"Without the Aksa family who has the "Holy Art of Slaughtering Souls by Soldiers", is there still an Aksa family among the soldiers? A hundred-changing mysterious soldiers." The tall soldier said in a muffled voice.

"Uncle, ever since my father opened the passage to the human realm with his life, we can no longer turn back. Without the "Soldier Cultivator's Sacred Art of Slaughtering Souls", the future nephew of the Aksa family does not know, but my nephew's practice of the "Divine Art of Controlling Soldiers and Heavenly Generals" has made rapid progress, and I have a vague feeling that a disaster is about to happen."

"In the three continents of the human realm, our soldiers can't even conquer the entire Western Continent. If we continue to be selfish and don't make changes, the question of whether there are soldiers in the future will no longer be a question of whether there are soldiers in the Aksa family."

"Uncle, why do you think that we soldiers were the first to merge with the human realm? With my father's strength at that time, could he really find that weak spot in the space?"

“In other words, that weak spot in space was created intentionally by someone or was it formed by the heaven and earth…” The faint voice of Ba Shi Jun Quan came, and the moonlight sprinkled on his back, making his face look a little gloomy.

“You mean…”

"My nephew is afraid that someone is using my soldier clan as a knife!"

"The human race is not to be trusted, and other realms are even less to be trusted. Uncle, don't be fooled by the fact that we now dominate nearly half of the land in the Western Continent, and it looks like a scene of flowers blooming and brocade, and oil boiling in a raging fire. In fact, my nephew is just fighting for his remaining life."

"The fate of the soldiers must be in their own hands. Without the soldiers, what use will those precious minerals and miraculous skills be?"

"A monkey king is guarding a bunch of rotten bananas. Is he really a king? Spread the bananas, uncle. God does not bless the human race, nor does he bless our soldiers. We can only use all means to strengthen ourselves and become stronger at a speed beyond others' imagination."

"Uncle, my father has entrusted the fate of the soldiers to my nephew. I am willing to make any sacrifice. I hope you uncles will not make it difficult for me."

Kindness does not make a good army. At this point, the military power of the world has already revealed its murderous intentions! As a family, it is like riding on the same boat. Instead of dying together in the future, it is better for him to send them away now, maybe he can still fight for a chance.

The stronger the soldiers are, the stronger his military power will be. Gathering people to break the impasse is the path he has chosen to dominate the military power, for himself and for the soldiers even more.

"Soldiers, victory!"

The tall soldier knelt on one knee, touching his chest.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"God of War, I will stand behind you and take care of everything. Some things are more convenient for me to do."

"It's better not to get your hands dirty if you can, especially if they are stained with the blood of your own people."

"Uncle." A dry voice came out of Bashi Junquan's throat. Even with his strong mind, he couldn't help but reveal a touch of emotion.

"There is no father and son on the battlefield, let alone your uncle, Axa Baibian Xuanbing. This is the last time your uncle will call you. From today on, you will be the military god of our Bingren clan!"

…. …. "Meow, go to the nearby bear cave and get some more honey. Remember, don't take it all at once, leave some for them."

"Hey, Dad, don't worry. This is what you taught me. We should not destroy the stability of the bear population and carry out sustainable fishing. Right? I know."

"I've made note of the nearby bear cave. Let's go back and do it again."

Miaozi stood up, patted his chest and jumped up, his figure disappearing into the shadow cast by the tree canopy.

At this moment, it has been more than ten days since Yi Chen left Hailong City. Apart from some peeping by thieves, nothing unusual has happened along the way.

Now that the journey was halfway through, Lin Luo decided to take a rest for a night and hold a small meeting with the team members. Yi Chen naturally had no objection to this. He was happy with it. He took a good half day to leisurely walk to a nearby hilltop and borrow some bear honey grilled chicken wings to eat.

The setting sun melts gold, dyeing the clouds in the sky red.

"Grilled chicken wings are my favorite~"

"Bear honey serves as honey juice~"

"Loyal Leopard, go get some more pine wood. Fellow Daoist Lin Luo will be here soon, and we don't have enough pine wood."

Next to a bonfire made of pine wood that was two fingers thick, there were several iron skewers, each with seven or eight chicken wings on it, and Yi Chen was brushing the sauce with a wolf hair brush dipped in honey.

The loyal leopard, who was drooling nearby, flashed and disappeared behind the hillside upon hearing the words.

As time went by, under the licking of the blue flames from the burning pine wood, a rich fragrance drifted in all directions along the evening breeze. It was obvious that the chicken wings were almost ready.

At this moment, suddenly a faint chanting voice came from afar.

"Half of my life wasted, only to earn four words: to save the world."

"Birth, aging, sickness and death, fame and fortune are all external to us."

"To treat the poor and the rich, one must seek to have no regrets. The egrets sing in the evening, and the angelica is in the air!"

"Pour a pot of wine, chant the evening glow, cure the weakness of spirit and bones, and save the shortness of eyes..."

"Hey, it's the smell of chicken wings and bear honey."

"The skill of chopping the chicken wing is just right. The bones and muscles are softened by the master's force but not rotten. Not bad."

The chanting sound came from far away and gradually got closer. Suddenly, a traveling doctor wearing a blue scarf and a pair of straw sandals appeared in Yi Chen's sight.

This man was holding a flag with the words "Healing the World" in his left hand, and in his right hand he was holding a greasy yellow gourd and putting it into his mouth. After seeing Yi Chen's roasted chicken wings, his eyes lit up and his figure flashed.

"Gan Nen Niang, old senior, you are an expert!"

Yi Chen waved his hand, trying to stop the wandering doctor from snatching his chicken wings, but he missed. The man's figure suddenly became ethereal, as if there was nothing. When he appeared again, an iron skewer was already in the man's hand.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a hint of vigilance suddenly flashed in Yi Chen's eyes.

Damn it, is it that this expert came here because of the Qin Emperor Ying Si's dispatch of people to Longhu Mountain? Damn it, Ying Si, do you still have a conscience to pay such a small amount of money for such an expert? With this little money, I can only take Lin Luo and run away. I definitely can't take care of other people, even if you pay more.

An expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one look.

Being able to snatch food from the tiger's mouth in front of Yi Chengzi, this is no longer Lao Deng, but a senior. Yi Chen smiled awkwardly and decided to go through the process first.

"Who on earth are you, old senior? Yichengzi, I am honored to meet you!"

"Isn't it clearly written that I am a wandering doctor who saves the world with my medicine? Wow, you have such a powerful cultivation, young man. I almost fell into your trap. Fortunately, my skills are still sharp." The black fleshy mole the size of a soybean on the nose of the wandering doctor trembled, but he proudly bit off a golden chicken wing on the iron skewer. "Hey~ It really is the wing of the spiritual bird flamingo. It seems that this spiritual bird has been specially bred to strengthen its wings and make its meat more chewy and smooth. Amazing, this flamingo actually feeds on the spiritual herb fire-killing grass. I didn't expect that the young Taoist priest is so wealthy."

Yi Chen: “.” I met a master. He actually described the spiritual materials given by Princess Jing in such detail.

"Senior is indeed a long-time gourmet. Yichengzi admires you very much. Please take a seat."

Seeing that the mysterious old man had no intention of taking action, Yi Chen no longer had the desire to continue.

It's not worth risking your life for Ying Si's empty promise. You might as well take a look at what this guy is up to.

"Come, drink! I wonder what diseases the senior is good at treating? What kind of medicine does he use?" Yi Chen immediately took out fine wine and delicious food from his storage ring. After having a few drinks with the old man, he began to get to know the man's background.

"Hey, young Taoist priest, you are not honest. I have wasted half my life and have achieved nothing."

"The human world is covered by mountains and rivers, and the green mountains bury the loyal bones. Where in the world can we find the art of resurrection and break the way of heaven."

"After wasting half my life, I finally realized that although good medicine is bitter, the bitterest thing is that there is no medicine at all."

"Little Taoist priest, people can take medicine when they are sick, but the world is sick and it wants to eat people~"

(End of this chapter)