Mortal Mage

There was a strong wind for several days.

The leaves have fallen, and the whole place is filled with autumn colors.

Dusk fell, the sky turned gloomy, and it began to rain.

Rain mixed with snow hit the golden tiles, and wet mist filled the Taihe Palace.

Cuiwei Palace.

Cuiwei Palace is adjacent to Fengyi Palace, and both palaces are where the imperial concubines live.

There is a small pond in the courtyard of Cuiwei Palace, in which seven or eight koi fish are swimming happily under the ripples of raindrops.

"My Lady Imperial Concubine, Concubine Hua is also pregnant."

A palace maid with a delicate face walked in lightly.

The palace maid was named Hongxiu. She was carefully selected by Liu Zhong to serve Shi Manman.

"But is this the confirmation from the imperial physician?"

Shi Manman held her bulging belly and stood gracefully under the golden-tiled roof.

"It's accurate."

"Your Majesty has been gone for one hundred and twenty-seven days."

Shi Manman looked at the pond in the courtyard.

"My queen remembers it well."

Behind Shi Manman stood another pretty palace maid.

The palace maid's name was Tianxiang, and she was arranged to come here together with Hongxiu.

"Has Qingling Yun ever come back?"

"After the two ladies Qingling and Yun left, they never came back."

Tianxiang responded softly.

"I've been feeling very tired these past few days, so call Hua Yu over to talk to me."

After Shi Manman finished speaking, she turned around and went back to her room.

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The initial realm of Tao.

Zhang Mingxuan rode the flying beast in the teleportation array for more than half a year, and finally layers of sea of ​​clouds appeared in front of him.

He should have arrived at the so-called fairyland that Qingling provided for her.

Qing Ling left him something, the order to recruit disciples of the Chenfeng Sword Sect.

This order is a jade slip, which will be issued to all the sect's disciples after they reach the Nascent Soul stage. After the sect's disciples pass the tribulation and fly into the fairyland, the sect's ancestor will send people to pick them up.

The clouds dissipated, and an endless continent spread out beneath his feet.

"Hao Fen, I have never asked you what your cultivation level is."

Zhang Mingxuan held the reins of the flying beast tightly with both hands and asked the white fox lying in front of him.

"I am a seventh-level fox demon, and the master knows that."

"What I mean is that a seventh-level fox demon is equivalent to the level of cultivation of us practitioners."

"If I count according to the stages of Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Core Formation, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Out-of-Body, Spirit Severing, Integration, and Mahayana, I should be in the Spirit Severing stage. If I remove the two stages of Core Formation and Out-of-Body, I should be in the Mahayana stage."

The white fox's voice lingers.

"call"

Zhang Mingxuan suddenly grabbed the reins of the flying beast. His mind did not react for a moment. He looked at the white fox in front of him and confirmed again, "What did you say? Mahayana period?"

"Yes, according to your mortal world's classification, I am indeed in the Mahayana stage."

"..."

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head and felt the soul of Hao Fen in his mind.

There was no ripple in his mind.

This white fox really didn't lie.

"You mean, you can beat Qing Ling?"

"Yes, Master, but why do you want to hit Qingling?"

After hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan turned around and looked behind him, with despair on his face.

The teleportation array he used to come here was a one-way teleportation array, so he definitely couldn't go back unless he reached the Jindan stage and set up his own teleportation array.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Master, after I swallowed the demon pill of the green ray, you let me stay in Canglang. After you arrived in Canglang, you were entangled in various affairs. I didn't have the chance to say anything even if I wanted to."

"If we meet a deity who wants to rob us, do you have the confidence to protect me?"

Zhang Mingxuan thought about it, then took off the reins of the flying beast again and dived towards the sea of ​​clouds and mountains below.

"Master, although I have cultivation, monsters also need magic. Otherwise, I will have cultivation but no magic to use."

"That means we may not be able to win."

"Yes Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mingxuan was already above a vast continent.

He turned sideways and looked down at his feet. The densely packed army seemed to be fighting.

Luyang Continent.

The Luyang Continent has been a place of division and separatism since ancient times, with countless dynasties and constant wars.

The two armies currently fighting each other are the prosperous Zhou Dynasty and the Song Dynasty on this vast continent.

The conflict between these two most powerful countries has lasted for centuries.

Sheng Zhou claimed to be orthodox. It had fertile plains and rolling mountains in the north. It had a vast territory, rich products, and was surrounded by mountains and rivers. It had a variety of landscapes. It had a strict etiquette system and a well-trained army. The Zhou army was good at using spears and halberds, with neat formations and consistent steps, and was known as the "Iron Armored Forces". Emperor Zhou Weilie was a man of great talent and strategy, and he governed the country well, and the country's strength was growing day by day.

The Song Dynasty was located in the south, famous for its vast grasslands and majestic Great Wall, with a well-connected coastline and prosperous trade. The Song army was known for its cavalry, which was known for its fast and flexible tactics, and was called the "Flying Cavalry Division". Emperor Chengzong of Song was both civil and military, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment under his rule.

At this moment, in the autumn wind of Luyang Continent, in the heart of the Central Plains, two armies were facing each other and the drums of war were thundering.

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"The Immortal Realm? How could they fight a war using cold weapons?"

Zhang Mingxuan rode the flying beast, overlooking the war-torn land, and suddenly became confused.

He controlled the flying beast in the low-altitude clouds, overlooking the two armies below with great concentration.

"Shou!"

The roar of the mountains shook the earth.

The northern troops were mainly infantry, forming dense square formations, with spears and shields in uniform order and high morale.

"fly!"

The southern troops were mainly composed of cavalry, which were fast and maneuverable and could come and go like the wind.

"put!"

The archers' arrows rained down on the spears and shields.

"combine!"

At the sound of a military order from the southern infantry, the infantry phalanx stood as steady as a rock, withstanding the repeated attacks of the Song cavalry.

"Meaning!"

A leading general of the northern cavalry shouted loudly, and the cavalry behind him quickly adjusted their tactics after repeated charges, making flexible and detours, trying to find the weak points of the Zhou army for a breakthrough.

The generals of both sides were in high positions behind the army, ready to adjust their formations and deploy their troops at any time.

Battle flags fluttered, and the air was filled with smoke and the smell of blood.

"break!"

At this time, a young general shouted loudly. He held a silver spear in his hand, rode a war horse, and charged forward. He swept across the battlefield like a hurricane, cut into the Zhou army's position, and launched a brutal close combat.

"attack!"

An old general, wearing heavy armor and holding a halberd, stood in front of the battle formation, as steady as a mountain. The infantry behind him relied on the dense formation of shields and lances to firmly hold their positions, and did not flinch in the face of the attack of the southern infantry.

Just as Zhang Mingxuan was watching intently in the air, a divine sense swept across his body and peeked into his internal organs.

"who?"

Zhang Mingxuan also extended his spiritual sense, and after a long time, it seemed that there was no one else within a hundred miles except the two armies fighting below.