Chronicles of Celestial Origins

On Cangyun Island, warships and chariots cover the sky and the sun, and they come and go like a shuttle. Above the city outline, rows of giant cannons stand tall.

Tangning was wearing battle armor and standing on the deck of the Wind Spirit Ship. In front of her eyes was the endless blue sky and blue sea, with the overwhelming warships stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

The true flag covers the sun and the boat covers the sky, which is extremely majestic and majestic.

Many large and small warships formed a formation and shuttled forward, like a giant beast swallowing heaven and earth, churning and surging in the clear sea.

The Fourth Army Corps was fully equipped and dispatched to conduct exercises in the waters near Cangyun Island.

From early morning to dusk, for a whole month, thousands of warships cruised back and forth on the sea, and the scene was quite spectacular.

However, Tang Ning no longer had the same excitement in his heart. He still remembered that when he first entered the Qingzhou inland from Qinghai, he saw the army performing exercises at sea. It was a scene like this. At that time, he was horrified and shocked.

But over the years, he has become accustomed to this, especially after experiencing the war a few years ago.

He no longer has the slightest fear of these seemingly powerful heavily equipped spiritual weapons.

It's just a bulky machine covered in a gorgeous shell. Its speed is far inferior to that of monks of the same level, and its agility is even worse. In front of monks of the same level, it is just a huge target.

If we say the truly powerful ones, they are actually the high-level monks who sit in the cabin.

Tang Ning was sitting in the battle armor, and the images on the console were constantly flowing. Everywhere she looked, there were huge warships and chariots.

Since the last war, many warships and chariots of the third column have been destroyed, and countless spiritual armors have been destroyed. The seventh regiment alone has destroyed fifty-four third-level chariots and eight The fourth-level warships and chariots had no less than a hundred sets of armor damaged.

This does not include those monks who died, and this loss is even more difficult to measure economically.

A total of more than 300 monks in the Seventh Regiment were killed, and even two deity-level stewards were lost.

There are more than a hundred disabled people, most of whom have missing limbs. It can be said that these are all okay, and they can slowly recover by relying on the elixir for healing the limbs.

However, there are some people who have been injured at the Linghai point. In severe cases, they are dying or have stopped practicing. In mild cases, it will take at least several years or even decades to recover.

Fortunately, the Qingzhou Alliance has continuously replenished supplies over the years, including warships and chariots, artillery shells, armor and various spiritual weapons, including monks of course.

Since the death of more than 300 monks in the last war, the Xuanmen Alliance has transferred more than 300 people from other legions to the alliance.

Because Cangyun Island is the heavily defended portal of Xuanmen and is also the key point that prevents the Mubei coalition forces from going south, priority must be given to ensuring that the supplies and manpower of the legions stationed on Cangyun Island reach full standards.

Not only the 7th Regiment, but all teams that had suffered losses in previous battles were provided with corresponding supplies.

Today, there are hundreds of thousands of people stationed on the entire Cangyun Island, including two reorganized legions, plus six columns of the Twelve Legions. All kinds of spiritual weapons, as well as the artillery shells distributed to warships and chariots are all in excess of the standard.

It can be said that the Xuanmen team stationed on Cangyun Island is now strong and strong. In addition, the formation defense of the entire island cannot be said to be impregnable, at least it is definitely a hard nut to crack.

Therefore, after the failure of the Mubei coalition's last attack, they did not make any further moves within a few years.

However, large Mubei coalition forces have been deployed to the islands of Qinghai one after another. Although everything seems calm on the surface, in fact, a storm is coming, undercurrents are surging, and a war may break out at any time.

Xuanmen's fifteen legions stationed in the interior of Qingzhou have all been stationed on the islands of Qinghai. In addition to several legions on Cangyun Island and Qiansha Island, there are another ten legions stationed on Tianyuan Island.

The third column of the Fourth Army was originally guarding Wuying Island, but now the reorganized Tenth Army was stationed.

The sky-blocking warships and chariots shuttled between them, with the rear team leading the way towards Cangyun Island. The one-month exercise ended here. Thousands of warships and chariots were in order, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. , shining the night brighter than the day, and wherever it passed, the powerful air current set off huge waves on the seabed.

After traveling for more than ten days, they returned to Cangyun Island. Chariots and ships filed in from above the city walls, and then divided into several teams and went their separate ways and returned to their respective stations.

Tang Ning returned to the room, turned her hands, took out the storage bag, and raised it a little. The storage bag swelled in the wind, and the fairy mother-of-pearl mussels inside floated out.

After so many years of unremitting irrigation by the green spiritual power in his body, this fairy mother-of-pearl clam finally sprouted new buds. The original withered branches had withered away, and the simple and vicissitudes of the lines on the "stone shell" became increasingly clear. The new branches are growing vigorously.

So far, there are a total of seven branches on the stone shell that look like stone but not stone, and look like wood but not wood. Their roots are crystal clear and as bright as jade.

Each one is no more than half an inch high, and the stone shell is still just exposed.

This female clam can grow fifteen branches at a time. This has been verified before, but now not even half of them have been born.

Tang Ning gently stroked the branch, which was as smooth as jade and crystal clear. She was looking forward to the moment when it would sprout a female clam and spit out the "spiritual liquid".

The "spiritual liquid" spit out by the mother clam after just one growth made his eyes seem to have been reborn, and he was able to see through illusions.

If ten times the amount is used, I don’t know what magical effects will happen to the eyes.

Even if it is of no use to you, it is still valuable if you give it to others or sell it.

If it could be infinitely catalyzed to help it continuously grow abundant clams and spit out spiritual liquid, this thing would definitely be a priceless treasure.

Tang Ning placed her palms on it, and the green spiritual power in her body was continuously poured into it.

It was not until the next night when the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted that he stopped irrigating him with green spiritual power.

The night passed quickly, and around noon the next day, footsteps were heard outside the house, and then there was a knock on the door.

A rich man's voice came: "Fellow Taoist Tang."

Tang Ning opened her eyes, stood up and opened the room. There were three men standing outside. The leader was a tall man with a leopard head and ape arms, named Zuo Tianyuan.

The man on the left is tall and broad-shouldered, with thin eyes and a long beard. His name is Xu Gongyuan.

The person on the right has rosacea and a wide mouth. His name is Zhang Yan.

The three of them are monks from the second team directly under the alliance. Zuo Tianyuan is a disciple of the Qianxuan Sect, and Xu Gongyuan and Zhang Yan are both disciples of the Canglang Sect.

Tang Ning has been in the regiment for so many years and has become familiar with dozens of monks in the headquarters. Sometimes she goes out on duty and stays on the Tianling ship for several months at a time.

The boat was boring and I had no fun, so I gathered together to chat. During this trip, I made a few fair-weather friends, and occasionally drank and had fun together.

Although Qianxuan Sect and Canglang Sect are second-level sects and are not as good as Taixuan Sect, the salaries of their disciples are enough to supply elixirs.

Taking the early days of Golden elixir as an example, the annual salary of a second-level Xuanmen disciple was almost one hundred high-grade spiritual stones, so the three of them were more than above, less than below, and they would occasionally drink and have fun together.

"Why are the three fellow Taoists here? Come in quickly," Tang Ning said.

Zuo Tianyuan waved his hand: "I have nothing to do recently. I am planning to find some Taoist friends to come to Fengxiu Pavilion to have fun. I wonder if Taoist friend Tang would like to go with us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Gongyuan said: "After the last exercise, I came back to rest for two days. When I woke up today, I suddenly got up and went to see fellow Taoist Zuo for a drink and a chat. He then proposed to find some fellow Taoists to go to Fengxiu Pavilion to play. Come on, we asked you, fellow Taoist Tang."

Zhang Yan said: "I have nothing to do, and I happened to be looking for fellow Taoist Zuo and Senior Brother Xu. Anyway, we are not far behind in practice for a day or two. It is rare to go out to play. We don't want to join other people, so we should join our own team. One room is better. What do you think, fellow Taoist Tang?"

Tangning nodded without thinking too much: "Okay!"

The Fengxiu Pavilion Zuo Tianyuan mentioned is actually a gambling house. Since all the chambers of commerce on Cangyun Island have moved away, there are few places for recreation on the island. Therefore, some people see business opportunities and build some gambling houses and shops. Supply the monks' needs.

This Fengxiu Pavilion is a place specifically for gambling and gaming by the monks of the Fourth Legion. Since it was founded by some middle-level monks of the Fourth Legion, all the monks in the gambling house are basically members of the Fourth Legion.

The four of them walked together and called the other two members of the second team directly under their command, one named Zheng Xian and the other named Han Yue.

They are all good drinkers, and they occasionally gather together to chat and drink, so they are relatively familiar with each other.

The six people jumped up from the light, walked out of the light curtain, and walked southeast. In less than an hour, they arrived at a thousand-foot peak.

The top of the mountain was completely flattened, and a towering and majestic palace stood on it, almost occupying the entire mountain. There were several large golden characters engraved on the palace plaque.

It was Fengxiu Pavilion Gambling House.

Several people filed into the inner room, each of them exchanged one hundred thousand spirit stones, and played thoroughly all night in the room made of soundproof stone.