The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

Pingxi County, Hua County.

Zhao Long and Zhao Mu were wearing armor, and behind them stood more than 30,000 soldiers, all lined up in an orderly manner.

Standing opposite these soldiers were the disciples of Taizhen Mountain who had fought bloody battles with them in recent days. They wore Taoist robes and held whisks or long swords in their hands. They had no armor and no uniform weapons, yet they dealt with an army of hundreds of thousands.

In this battle, not only did Zhao Long, Zhao Mu and their soldiers suffer heavy losses, but even the 4,279 disciples who came down from Mount Taizhen suffered heavy losses, with more than 1,300 killed in the battle, a loss of more than one-third. Even some elders of the minor masters died in this battle.

Taoist Master Beichun was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk. A faint smile spread across his old face. He looked at the two generals Zhao Long and Zhao Mu opposite him and bowed slightly: "Two generals, all the soldiers, the mountains remain green and the rivers flow forever. All good things must come to an end. I am bringing the disciples of Mount Taizhen down the mountain. The mission of this trip has been completed. I will not disturb you any more. We will say goodbye now. You are all welcome to visit Mount Taizhen in the future."

"Thank you for your help, Immortal. If it weren't for Taizhen Mountain's help in this battle, I'm afraid those of us who are still alive would have died."

Zhao Long and Zhao Mu bowed respectfully to Master Beichun.

There are many Buddhist and Taoist sects throughout the Kyushu continent, but only a few are willing to lend a helping hand when the country is facing life and death. Most of them do so to preserve their strength, and some even hope that the dynasty will collapse and fall into chaos so that they can profit from it.

"You two generals are too polite. We are all from the Song Dynasty. Those who practice Taoism cultivate their minds, and those who practice martial arts strengthen their bodies. If Taizhen Mountain watches the dynasty fall and the people become homeless, with their homes no longer being homes and their country no longer being a country, how can they cultivate their minds?"

Zhenren Beichun looked calm, and without pausing for a moment, he turned around and led the remaining 2,965 disciples towards Mount Taizhen.

"Farewell to Master Beichun!"

Zhao Long and Zhao Mu bowed deeply. More than 30,000 soldiers stood there and watched the disciples from Taizhen Mountain leave, tears welling up in their eyes.

Men don't shed tears easily. Who could have imagined that the Taoist priests from Mount Taizhen would come down from the mountain to fight with them and share life and death with them.

"Liu'er has made a breakthrough."

Zhenren Beichun brought many disciples from Mount Taizhen with him. There were 4,279 people when he came and 2,965 people when he returned.

As long as the Song Dynasty exists, Mount Taizhen will still exist.

He raised his head, looked in the direction of Mount Taizhen, and the corners of his mouth rose.

Since Xiao Liuer went down the mountain to help Ye Feng, he returned to Taizhen Mountain to meditate, so he did not disturb the other party when he went down the mountain.

"Has he achieved a breakthrough to Grandmaster?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Chenzi asked with horror on his face.

The other three peak masters were all envious.

They were all shocked in their hearts. Xiao Liuer was indeed the closed disciple of the master teacher. His talent would have limitless potential in the future.

"Ok!"

Zhenren Beichun nodded, raised his head and looked towards the sky of Jinling City in the distance, and murmured softly: "The Song Dynasty is really like a purple aura coming from the east, and after all the hardships, it will finally rise."

"Brother, do you mean that the Song Dynasty will become the top dynasty in the Kyushu Continent?" Xia Ruxue asked, standing nearby, her eyes twinkling.

"Hahaha! Jiuzhou Continent?" Zhenren Beichun laughed, shook the whisk in his hand, and said with a smile: "Jiuzhou Continent may not be able to accommodate that person, so let's wait and see. Junior brothers and sisters don't have to worry, if things continue like this, you will be able to break through to the Grandmaster level in the future, which should not be a difficult task."

"really?"

Qi Tao's face was filled with horror; his cultivation had been stuck for many years without any progress.

"Wait and see."

Master Beichun did not answer directly, but spoke slowly.

……

Great Xia Dynasty, Observatory.

Yin Youzi was wearing a black Taoist robe and had a goatee. His face was full of wrinkles, but his head was full of lush black hair. The whole person looked very different.

He sat cross-legged, with runes constantly appearing between his palms. On the top floor of the Observatory, a huge Bagua pattern was suspended in the air.

Through the Bagua pattern, you can see the sky full of twinkling stars, and in the distant sky, meteors are streaking across the sky.

Countless stars are twinkling, forming a huge network in the sky, which is so intricate and intricate that it seems like it is outlined by countless silver lines.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the runes on his palms kept changing and merging into the Bagua pattern. The light of the stars in the distance seemed to be dancing along with them.

I don't know what difficulties he had encountered, but the wrinkles on his face seemed to become deeper and more numerous. His black hair seemed to be about to stand up. There was a slight white mist on his head, and his old body, which was sitting cross-legged, was trembling slightly.

In the countless star patterns, in the middle of the Kyushu continent, a star that was about to fall kept rising up, flashing a dazzling light, covering up all the stars in the sky, but that star remained forever.

"what happened?"

Yin Youzi pinched his fingers continuously, and a drop of floating blood suddenly appeared on his thumb. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, then flicked the drop of blood casually, and it converged towards the Bagua pattern. The moment the blood merged into the Bagua pattern, it was like countless red silk threads, connecting all directions of the Bagua.

The stars in the sky began to change, and the star patterns began to float.

In the far east, the star hanging high in the sky was shaking constantly, shining brightly and with such majestic aura that it enveloped the entire star pattern.

The stars surrounding it also shone their light, not to be outdone.

The patterns of these stars seem to obscure and swallow up the rising star in the center.

But, at the critical moment.

The star trembled.

The entire star pattern, countless silver lines, collapsed.

puff!

Yin Youzi suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His face turned pale and under his gray hair were drops of cold sweat. He stared blankly at the star pattern in the distance that had returned to normal, with horror.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

He spoke in a low voice, gritting his teeth.

He used up five years of his own lifespan and condensed his blood and essence in an attempt to peek into the mysteries of the starry sky. When he was about to succeed, he was counterattacked at the critical moment.

"That star is the Great Song Dynasty. I have deduced it nearly a hundred times recently, but I still can't get a glimpse of it."

"The momentum of rising is unstoppable!"

"In just over a year, what happened to the Song Dynasty?"

Yin Youzi gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

(Today's two chapters will be updated early. I wish you all a happy weekend. Please give me some free tips and try to update the third chapter in the evening.)