Rivers and lakes in another world

Chapter 244 All Powers
The contest between two warriors who have entered the Dao realm can be said to be extraordinary. It is estimated that people without a certain status will not be able to see clearly, and even dare not approach, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the battle, and then they will suffer an indiscriminate disaster. Not good.

"Okay, all you little fellows, come over here, help my disciples, and set up the formation first." Bai Qingyan directed some of his disciples to clean up everything around them immediately, and cleared out a piece of land. For a suitable flat open space, immediately arrange for manpower to start arranging the magic circle.

Chen Zheng and the rest of the laymen are only engaged in laying hands. While working, they are curiously watching the disciples of Baiyun Mountain meditating cross-legged one by one, forming a strange formation, with Yu Zhiruo as the leader, and the center of the formation is Baiyun Mountain The head is Bai Qingyan.There are also many vitality mines buried around.Cooperating with the unique talismans and formation plates of Taoism, a magic circle with complicated runes appeared on the ground soon, and it was running by itself, and a little bit of heaven and earth vitality could be clearly seen by the naked eye. The attraction of dharma began to gather continuously, the concentration of heaven and earth vitality in the formation was increasing, and the formation plate also exuded radiant brilliance, which looked ordinary, but it had great power.

Bai Qingyan was still strengthening the formation, but he no longer needed the assistance of his disciples. Out of curiosity, Chen Zheng came to Yu Zhiruo's side and asked quietly: "Daozhang Yu, I'm a little curious about the formation of the Taoist sect, I want to ask What is the magical effect of this formation? If it is the hole card of the sect, it goes without saying, I understand."

Maybe it was because Chen Zheng was too close, but Yu Zhiruo felt the strong aura of an adult man, her heart moved, and her face did not change. The specific effect of the Wind and Cloud Gathering Formation is to increase the vitality of the heavens and the earth. Not only that, the master can also turn the vitality of the heavens and the earth into a shield of vitality through the formation plate to protect the people in the formation. If you encounter an enemy, you can also activate a powerful wind blade It can be said to be a more versatile formation, although there is no particularly outstanding aspect, but it is the most suitable for dealing with the current situation when the situation is unclear." Although Chen Zheng knew that it was nothing Bad guy, but Yu Zhiruo still briefly talked about some functions of Fengyun Yuan Gathering Array, but didn't mention much about the deeper functions.

Chen Zheng and his party and the disciples of Baiyun Mountain had nothing to do at this time, and the master of the Prairie Warriors Conference hadn't come yet, so they could only sit cross-legged and practice kung fu one by one.

As for Beiyan's other personnel or the masters of the Barge Department and Tie Le Department, none of them were seen.

However, Chen Zheng was thinking with his eyes closed: "This place is very close to the top of Mayan Mountain. Not only can we observe the battle situation, but also if something goes wrong, Leader Bai can immediately go to support, not to mention that the imperial court must be Choosing to support from all aspects, I just noticed that the remaining figures shaking in the distance were probably Beiyan's helping hands. The several positions were faintly facing the top of Mayan Mountain, scattered around, so there might be others lurking in the dark. .”

Chen Zheng couldn't figure it out. With so many helping hands, Ma Yanshan at this time can be said to be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Even if Temujin, the leader of the Tiele tribe at the gate of the White Palm, may not be able to be under the hands of so many people Save your life.It is really intriguing how confident the chief of the Tie Le tribe is in himself to calmly come here to fight to the death with others and stimulate the system to release such tasks.

At the same time, on the other side of Ma Yanshan, a group of people also slowly walked up to another flat area of ​​the mountain road, resting and recuperating.

There is actually an acquaintance of Chen Zheng, Wang Meng, in this team.

At this time, he was silently drinking water from a kettle, and he was still holding the gnawed dry food in his hand. He was wearing a herdsman's clothes, and there was a faint smell of sheep on his body. Gaoyuanhong is a proper herdsman who lives above the grasslands in northern Xinjiang.

If Chen Zheng was here, he would definitely be surprised. Didn't this guy die in Tianyuan Secret Realm?Why did you come here again.

In fact, Wang Meng did not choose to go back to the Eighteen Thieves of Yanyun after leaving the Tianyuan Secret Realm. When a group of people went to participate in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, only one person survived when they came back. Whether it is true or not, it will arouse suspicion , and the people in Yanyun Eighteen Thieves are not so rational, Wang Meng reckons that if he goes back, the possibility of surviving is very low, he might as well leave directly and find a way out, how could a person who has gradually honed himself from a small bandit not have With a bit of brain and no eyesight, maybe it is Wang Meng's opportunity to break away from the Eighteen Thieves of Yanyun.Thinking of this, Wang Meng couldn't help but think of the scary woman who almost killed him and the young swordsman. They were the ones who killed them. Even though Wang Meng still doesn't know their names, their appearances are already very deep. They are deeply rooted in Wang Meng's memory, and the next time he meets them, Wang Meng will never be soft-hearted.

If he can do well in this team, then his chances of revenge will be even greater.

Looking around, there were nearly a hundred people, large and small, and most of them were muscular men. They looked like extraordinary warriors at first glance. However, the most conspicuous ones in the team were those who were panting and wearing a lot of clothes. There were several old men, and the leader of this team was standing next to the old men with a look of compliments on his face.

Seeing this scene, Wang Meng's eyes flashed with astonishment.He couldn't help being a little scared, he didn't expect that he would be able to meet the legendary Confucianism.

These literati who use literary spirit have the same realm division as warriors, but they are divided into Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Confucian scholars, Confucian scholars, Jinshi, etc. according to their grades. A warrior in the Tiangang Realm.

Although they are not as physically fit as fighters of the same level, the lethality of these great Confucians is definitely not weaker than that of fighters in the Tiangang state.

Don't look at these great Confucianists all looking like old men, they seem to be very fragile, some of them are even decayed, and they may die when they are uncertain, but as long as they have not died, they still have a powerful force. Lethality, and this is sometimes a characteristic that older warriors do not possess.

Martial artists mainly exercise their qi, blood and physique. When practicing martial arts since childhood, their qi, blood and physique will increase to a large extent, bringing extraordinary strength. With the use of heaven, material and earth treasures and The absorption of heaven and earth vitality can bring powerful power.But this kind of growth is not endless. Sometimes it is limited by bottlenecks, and more often it is limited by age.A person's lifespan is limited, and a martial artist who breaks through the realm has another function besides gaining strength, which is to prolong lifespan.With the increase of lifespan, the possibility of Qi and blood growth, but this will gradually decrease with age.

With the aging of the human body, the failure of organs, and even the atrophy of the meridians, Qi and blood will naturally fall into a stagnation stage, and in many cases it will even go backwards.At this time, warriors often choose to retreat, one is to find an opportunity to break through, and the other is to delay the loss of vitality and blood, so that they can live longer.In the latter, many high-level warriors will choose this method. After all, people cannot be alone in the rivers and lakes. Everyone will have their own family or sect. Regardless of identity, smarter people would not come here to cause trouble, and they should be afraid of the dying counterattack of a warrior like Yi Er.

The great Confucianists are different. They usually use literary qi, and their bodies are inherently weak. Unlike warriors, they use their literary qi, righteousness, and even their minds to fight. You can still kill people.And if a martial artist of that age takes action to do this, he will be consuming his few lives.

There are five such characters in Wang Meng's team.They have the obvious aura of people from the Central Plains, and they came from Beiyan, but it seems that they are reinforcements sent by Beiyan.

It seems that the people in this team are very serious, and there are even great Confucianists, but in fact, there are no good people in this team. In Wang Meng's view, they are similar to himself. Many people are desperadoes. Those few great Confucian scholars are not serious literati, they are also some people who used to play tricks, amass money wantonly, disregard human life, and cause harm to one side. They were later discovered by the court and dealt with, but they saved their lives by entering Juying Pavilion, as if The remuneration is good, at least there is nothing to worry about eating, drinking and having fun.

That's right, after Wang Meng left Tianyuan Secret Realm, he joined Juying Pavilion with his own strength. It just so happened that this trip to the grassland needed a group of cannon fodder from desperadoes, so Wang Meng followed, but he didn't follow to die Habit, he is here to fish in troubled waters. There are many good things in this team, such as martial arts, weapons and even pills, which are what Wang Meng urgently needs now. He also knows a little bit of the plan of this group of people. , is a good time for him to strike.

No one noticed the dangerous gleam in Wang Meng's eyes at this moment in the corner.

At this time, God didn't know if he sensed that an earth-shattering battle was about to take place here in Ma Yanshan. In an instant, billowing dark clouds struck, accompanied by rumbling thunder, the sky actually started to rain heavily.It can be said that Feng Shui is howling, and the rain is pouring
A lot of rain fell on people like money, and the crowds on and off Ma Yanshan began to look for shelter from the rain. As for the venue of the Warriors Conference, there were still some people who had already prepared and started the formation early. , Avoid drenching into a drowned chicken.

The natural power of heaven and earth is difficult to change even for a powerful warrior.

At this time, on the cliff behind the main peak of Mayan Mountain, one can see black-clothed figures climbing upwards. They don't have many protective tools on them, and they don't even have rain gear to protect them from wind and rain. They stare tenaciously at The torrential rain is climbing up step by step.

Use the sharp claws and spikes on your hands and feet to leave traces on the stone wall.The sudden arrival of the rain had a certain degree of impact on their action plan. The already smooth stone wall was even more slippery under the water of the rain. The people in black even had to use a lot of true energy to maintain stature.

Looking down, there is a bottomless abyss that can't be seen at a glance. At this time, the height from the ground is already unknown. If it wasn't for hiding their figure, they would have used Yukong's method long ago.Nowadays, if you climb step by step, you may fall if you are not careful, and it is very possible for someone with a lower cultivation level to become a puddle of flesh.

These men in black just kept climbing up and down. Sometimes some people really slipped their hands and feet or their bodies were detached due to excessive consumption of true energy, and they fell off the cliff, but no one went to see that unfortunate robe. Their eyes are all looking forward, their goal is only the front, only the top of Mayan Mountain.

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At the foot of the mountain at this time, the rightful lord also arrived. The first thing that appeared was the host of this place, Bahantu, the patriarch of the Barma tribe. He was accompanied by his precious son and daughter, and Tie, one of his right-hand men. Mu'er, followed by a large number of elite cavalrymen from the Barbarian Department, was going up the mountain in the rain, while the defense work at the bottom of the mountain was handed over to Shabit, another confidant of Bahantu.

In addition to the grassland warriors meeting, there is another important reason for such a mobilization of teachers and people, which is the great witch festival of the Barma tribe and the life-and-death struggle of the Tiele tribe.

Whether it is for their own safety considerations or to support the Great Witch Festival, a large number of personnel are needed to guard them.

And Bahantu was not idle along the way. Although it was raining heavily, many simple herdsmen thought that Changshengtian was angry, and they all shivered. Bahantu was constantly encouraging these herdsmen. It was nothing more than a test from the heavens, relying on the charm of the patriarch for many years and Timur's iron-blooded methods, soon those words that chewed the root of the tongue did not appear.While Bahantu was worried about the Great Witch Festival, he had to find ways to appease the nobles and ordinary herdsmen in the tribe.Although he was still on the mountain road, his heart had already reached the top of Mayan Mountain. He wondered if he was ready for the Great Witch Festival, and when Temujin from the Tie Le tribe would arrive.

At the peak of Ma Yanshan Mountain at this time, despite the torrential rain, a figure could still be clearly seen on the venue. It looked like an old man in his 50s, but in fact his age was close to [-]. He Tall, with scar-like wrinkles on his face, he was simply dressed in a robe, but his waist was straight.It was Wuxuan, the great witch offering sacrifices to the Barbarian Department.

(End of this chapter)