Immortal Devil Transformation

Thirteen days have passed since the torrential rains in Qianxia Mountain.

Over the course of these thirteen days, the Imperial City of Zhongzhou also experienced occasional heavy rainfall, and many far-reaching events took place for the entire world to come.

Yuduke, “royal” in the representative of Yunqin, the royal court will, “all” in the representative of Yunqin to inspect and investigate, such a separate standing outside the Eighth Division, let Lin Xie look like Jinyiwei's new authority officially established.

Shao Zhuang sent his nominee Liu Xueqing to serve in the history of the royal capital, the official to Zhengyi Pin, who is in charge of the matters of the royal capital.

Chief Inspector Xu Mandarin of the Criminal Division was transferred to the Royal Duke. He served as the chief inspector and was responsible for the search and apprehension.

Kang Rui's students, Chief Inspector Wang Wen, were also promoted by Bauge. He became an auditor of history, and was responsible for the examination of evidence.

These three are just a microcosm of the founding of Miduko. Many of the younger generation of Qingliu, in the storm of Zhongzhou City, entered the imperial city of Zhongzhou for the first time at extremely fast speed, quickly climbed the huge stage of the Yunqin Empire, and began to show their fists and feet.

The overwhelming majority of the civilian population and the Qingliu and Confucianism celebrated each other. In their view, this was a great victory for Wenshen and an important victory for them under the double oppression of the corrupt forces of the military and the Chapel.

For them, all this stems from the emperor's determination and the iron support of the new Souvenir Wen Xuan Hub, so many Qingliu and the ministers' views on Wen Xuan Hub have greatly improved... They had a lot of abdominal discussions about Wen Xuan Hub before because they felt that Wen Xuan Hub was in a terrible position to install Party feathers, but now Wen Xuan Hub's people, just to do this, in their view, Wen Xuan Hub is a qualified and powerful Souvenir.

So even those who had supported the Huang family's Wenshen and local Qingliu have developed a fondness for Wen Xuan Hu's rule and started to provide some support.

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Thorough clearing began in Qianxia Mountain, with no rain clouds in the sky.

Huo Qing and the Yun Qin army beside him looked up at the light that had fallen in the sky, and their eyes filled with countless complex emotions.

The wounds on many of them had already rotted in the summer rainwater, and many of their feet had begun to crumble, because the medicine had been used up long ago, and many of them had found their toes falling off when they took off their sticky cloth socks.

Heavy rains rot their bodies, but without heavy rains it is difficult to hide their traces.

At this moment, however, these Yun Qin soldiers bathed in the sun, the divine color on their faces became more firm and enthusiastic.

Because Qianxia Mountain is already behind them, they have walked in a forest of mulberry trees.

To be precise, they have walked on land in Nanbing Province, which is handed over to Nanbing Province.

This is something that the reckless army has not yet been able to reach.

Lin Xi has fulfilled her promise to them and has really taken them home.

After Huo Qing and all the Yunqin soldiers who had already looked forward to the storm stopping, finally welcoming the sunny weather, and retrieving their eyes from the blue sky of Zhan Blue, the eyes of these Yunqin soldiers gathered on Lin Eve and Gao Yanan in front of them.

From now on, all these Yunqin soldiers will also keep their vows and be absolutely loyal to Lin Xi.

There's a lot of power in the world, and there's always a headache about how to recruit dead men who are absolutely loyal to themselves, but what they don't know is that the best way is to die together.

The more front-line generals in a harsh environment can harvest lives to defend his partners and men, and the survival and fighting of these wars in Nanling Province and Qianxia Mountain is absolutely unimaginable for even the former side armies in the Dragonsnake Mountains.

Walk in front of Lin Eve and turn around to see the green Qianxia Mountain behind you.

“What are you thinking?” Gao Yanan took care of his hair and shook his clothes dry with his soul and asked.

Lin Xi said softly: “I was wondering if the human moon knew where it was in this mountain... after we left this mountain, I didn't know when we were going to be back. ”

“Don't rush.” Gao Yanan understood Lin Xi's thoughts. She looked gently at Lin Xi. "This time is not too short. As you said, the meaning of life cannot be revenge. ”

“Of course.” Lin Xie smiled. "It's just that after the recent passage of the Guoshi Middle Class, I feel my soul strength is getting slower and slower, a little impatient and impatient… It's just that with you around, all this impatience and impatience will quickly disappear, and I often have only a wonderful view. This beautiful view of Qianxia Mountain, this storm washed, unusually clean blue sky, Southern Ring province as beautiful as ink mountain waterpainting. ”

Gao Yanan's mouth curled slightly, "Your mouth has always been sweet, but don't flatter me all the time, I'll be proud. ”

Lin Xi smiled and said: “I won't exaggerate you first, then tell me something about the practice. I didn't dare mention more about the saints and even the great masters in front of the teachers, and I would be reprimanded for that. Even when she was with Miss An, she mostly only mentioned to me the practice of the national rank… so difficult to reach the sacramental rank that there are so few saints in the world, and now it just so happens that the time won't be too short… So how long does it take a practitioner, as a matter of fact, to cultivate a sacramental order? ”

Gao Yanan's beautiful eyelashes fluctuated slightly, seriously said: “Few books will record this time, because there are too few saints, and people in ordinary books do not dare to comment on the saint class, and do not dare to make any judgment, but according to my father, the best qualified people, it will take about 20 years at the earliest. ”

“It's been a long time indeed.” Lin Xi smiled bitterly: “No wonder we have been practicing since childhood like Nangong Mi Zhong, and the training qualifications are too much stronger than those of ordinary practitioners. In the turmoil of the eastern mausoleum, it was only a short time before we arrived at the Holy Master. She's been practicing for almost 20 years, and I'm afraid the average practitioner is more than half the way down, less than 40 years, more than 60, 70, 89 decades. There are still no shortcuts in spiritual training, this time cannot be saved... no wonder ordinary practitioners are getting old when they reach the peak of the great power, not to mention the vast majority of practitioners have to fight, the chances of dying are much greater than the average person, so there are so few practitioners in the saint class, none of them in ten thousand. ”

Gao Yanan nodded: “The higher the cultivation, the more capable the person, the less lonely, so to reach the great master, it is still as easy to die as the low-order practitioner. ”

Lin Xi said quietly: “So we really can't wait for many years in peace. Especially if my qualifications are so poor, it doesn't take decades... ”

Gao Yanan smiled, “Are you poorly qualified? In less than three years, your training speed should be slightly faster than that of Nangong Mien. ”

“Even so, it would take at least 10 years.” Lin Xi got serious and sighed softly: “It was a long time indeed. ”

Gao Yanan nodded seriously: “But fine, because knowing how to work harder, this time will not be short. Think clearly, it will be easier to be patient and reassuring. ”

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In this world, the so-called shortcut, is just the corresponding way to shorten the distance, just as you're going to cross the river to meet friends in a small building across the river, and you don't go to a far bridge, you can cross or swim directly past the water, and that saves a lot of time, but whatever the shortcut is, the river between you and that little building, that alley, it's always there. Even if someone could flatten the river, wipe out all the alleys, turn them into an avenue leading to that little building, it would not be possible to save all the time.

It is a long time to be a high-ranking practitioner above many practitioners and ordinary people.

For the wars and entanglements of the two great empires, this time is also doomed.

Dixie knew all about it, but he was gradually impatient, because he was forgotten in the corner of the empire and forgotten in time.

Dressed in black armor and wearing a black cape, he stood at the edge of a cliff.

Beneath this fractured cliff is a deep canyon, like a corridor, with a clear view of the deep rock caves on both sides of the cliff and sheep bowel trails. There are many shackled prisoners walking between these caves and sheep's bowel trails with burdens and baskets on their backs, densely numb, like countless labouring ants.

Occasionally, a prisoner falls from a trail on a cliff and dies, making only a slight noise that reaches the top of the cliff.

The cliff is indeed tall, but the top of Dixie's head is not a sky of clouds of lead, but a dark rock.

He was just in a mine in the main dragonsnake mountain range.

Not even the faint sun can enter this underground world, illuminating many passages, except for a burning torch on the cliff and in a mine.

A prisoner came up from a steep trail in front of him, carrying a lot of black iron ore.

The prisoner, an elderly man dressed as a Taoist, broke a leg, carrying only a rough wooden cane, but carrying steadily more than 200 kg of ore.

Dixie watched the prisoner, who was not supposed to appear in front of him, coming out of a deep mine, frowned, but remained silent.

Since it was an unusual thing, he had to wait for it to happen to him.

“The Empire of Yunqin outside is undergoing unprecedented changes.” The old man with broken legs grinned and revealed a decaying yellow tooth, "Yun Qin's army and the Great Reckless Army were constantly engaged, countless people died every day, and countless others entered Yun Qin's stage. But it's none of your business, and in the last few years, maybe someone else wants you, but in a few more years, you're going to end up like us, totally forgotten, turned into a vampire, full of black dust. ”

Dixie's eyes got cold, like the stars in the night, "What are you trying to say? ”

“Do you want to go out?” The old man with broken legs is so full of sadness, he seems to have a Wen Wen Luya and a funny look: “If you become the ruler of the Chinese army, will you put yourself back on the stage of Yunqin? ”

Di Fei's face calmed down and became faceless, just simply said: “What should I do? ”

The old man with broken legs laughed again and laughed happily, revealing all his broken yellow teeth: “It's simple.” The old man with the broken legs lit up a few caves behind Dixie Flying, “let's go out and go to Imperial City, Central. ”

Dixie didn't turn around.

Because he didn't have to turn around, and he knew perfectly well that in the countless caves behind him, there were some extraordinarily powerful, even enough, ordnance to deal with the Sacred Master. These weapons are sufficient to suppress the insurgency of all the prisoners of practitioners held here. He is also well aware that the old man who broke his legs across the street is a powerful practitioner, equally a criminal who will not forgive and will never forgive, and that he has no authority to release the old man and some of the same people as the old man, or else he will have the same charges.

However, he knew perfectly well that that was the condition.

So he just nodded expressionlessly and said, "Okay. ”