I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 177
An hour later, a figure holding a black wooden staff and covered in a black robe appeared at the place where the Xuanjia Army had just gathered.

Standing there for a long time, the wooden stick shook, and he took a step forward, and the figure disappeared in place.
A year later, this Xuanjia army has expanded to more than [-] people. This silver-helmed general also stimulated his potential in the battle and stepped into the third rank of martial arts.

Daxuan Taizu personally named him the Marquis of Changsheng, and he was in the limelight for a while.

Another year later, General Silver Helmet led his troops to ambush a cavalry of ten thousand people in Beimang. The two sides fought for a day and a night, blood flowed like a river. In the end, General Silver Helmet beheaded the head of the enemy general who was also a third-rank cultivator. win.

After going through this battle, General Silver Helmet's cultivation base has faintly touched the threshold of the second rank of martial arts.

It was night, and General Silver Helmet led his troops to set up camp in a snowy valley in the mountains for a short rest.

"huhuhu"

A gust of cold wind blew off the snow on the tops of many trees in the valley, and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

General Silver Helmet sits in the army, and his spiritual consciousness covers thousands of feet around him. Once there is any disturbance in the surrounding area, he can immediately perceive it.

"Whoo~~~"

In the camp, snoring came and went.

General Silver Helmet frowned. After the battle just now, the soldiers under his command seemed a little too relaxed.

You must know that they have penetrated nearly a hundred miles into the north of Jizhou controlled by Beimang at this time, and they are full of dangers. They are so relaxed that they have no time to react if something happens.

Just as he was about to stop yelling, a sense of drowsiness hit him, his eyelids slowly drooped, and he fell into a dreamland.

fire!
Burning flames!
General Silver Helmet opened his eyes, and all he saw was endless flames. There was no other color in the sky and on the ground, it was all crimson.

"This is where?"

General Silver Helmet murmured to himself, he felt a little discomfort from the hot feeling coming from his body.

He majored in the Xuanbing Jue, and he practiced it in the icy and snowy land of the Northland, and he got twice the result with half the effort.

On the contrary, the world full of flames in front of him made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

"laugh"

At this moment, a ball of flames suddenly ignited from under his feet, instantly igniting the black combat boots he was wearing.

"Destroy!"

General Silver Helmet's eyes sharpened, the Xuanbing True Yuan circulated, and the cold air all over his body condensed into substance, enveloping his whole body, and extinguished the flame with one foot.

Afterwards, General Silver Helmet's true energy gathered in his eyes, and white light appeared above his eyeballs, and he tried his best to look into the distance, trying to find a way out of the overwhelming flames.

After ten breaths, General Silver Helmet gave up.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, he could not see any pure land.

"do not care!"

The silver-helmed general's face turned cold, he looked for a direction, bent his knees slightly, and then the ground under his feet cracked, he jumped up, and shot out like an arrow.

An hour later, the silver-helmed general was sweating profusely, and landed on a boulder that was barely in flames.

He conservatively estimated that he had run hundreds of miles at least, but there was still an endless sea of ​​flames in front of him.

Without any hope in sight, the true essence has been consumed by nearly half due to the continuous running and resisting the flames of the outside world.

'Fortunately, it is this kind of low-quality Fanhuo. If it is a true fire of Samadhi, I will definitely not be able to last long. '

General Silver Helmet took off his silver helmet, wiped the sweat from his brow, and thought to himself.

He was really afraid of something, he had just put on his silver helmet again, when the sea of ​​crimson flames that covered the sky and the sun suddenly changed color, turning into pure white.

The temperature has increased several times!
A wave of heat hit, General Silver Helmet's expression froze, he sat cross-legged on the boulder, his body's true energy kept circulating, protecting his whole body.

another hour later
General Silver Helmet's face was flushed red, and he had already taken off his black armor and silver helmet and threw them aside, but he still couldn't resist the increasingly fierce Samadhi True Fire, persisted for another half an hour, and finally fell in the raging fire.

About a quarter of an hour later, the figure holding a wooden stick and covered in a black robe reappeared at the Xuanjia Army's garrison.

I saw that the entire Xuanjia army was completely silent at this time, and even the horses tied aside, although they were standing on the ground, all of them had their eyes closed.

"vomit!"

Standing silently in the station for a moment, the black-robed figure suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground.

After a long time, the black-robed figure stood up, shook his stick, and then disappeared in place.

If anyone was present at this time, they could see that the more than [-] members of the Xuanjia Army, including General Silver Helmet, all died of dry skin and dehydration.

However, when he was dying, there was no sign of struggling or fighting.

Three years later, the Great Black Tie Army regained this area, and only discovered the site of the Xuan Jia Army when they searched and suppressed the remnants of Bei Mang.

But at this time, the Xuanjia Army was completely covered by ice and snow, and the thick ice and snow were swept away. Nearly ten thousand people maintained their postures before they were alive, forming lifelike ice sculptures of real people.

Daxuan Taizu was furious. On this day, he personally entered Beimang, seriously injured the Beimang witch god, and beheaded Beimang witch fairy and more than ten first-rank great witches.

From then on, Beimang dared not invade the northern border of Daxuan for nearly a thousand years because of Taizu's terrifying combat power.

The screen flashed, and in a blink of an eye, it was already 500 years later, and this place had already been sealed as a forbidden area by Taizu Daxuan, and no one was allowed to approach.

Until the time of Emperor Jiaming, if anyone passed by here, they would often hear the sound of soldiers shouting and killing and training in the valley at night.

The picture in front of him continued to fly, and after a long time, He Ping'an's face darkened, and he withdrew from the Yi Dan Pavilion, his uncontrollable anger almost burst out of his chest.

After a few breaths, He Pingan silently recited the meditation formula, suppressed his anger, and then communicated with the three mad Taoist avatars who were traveling around in Daxuan.

Two hours later.

Jizhou, Liaodong County.

In a valley covered by ice and snow for many years, a sloppy Taoist holding a flagon and drunk appeared outside the valley.

"What?"

Two soldiers stationed outside Snow Valley saw this Taoist and asked sharply.

"The poor and the three crazy, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

The three crazy Taoists took a sip of wine, looked at the two soldiers, and asked with a smile.

"What three crazy Sanfeng, I think you are really crazy."

"This is the Heroic Soul Valley, the forbidden land of Daxuan, get out of here, or I will kill you with one knife!"

The two soldiers looked at each other, making sure they hadn't heard of such a famous expert in Liaodong County, they drew their swords out with a "clang".

After all, the three crazy Taoists have not appeared for a long time, and there are many legends about high-ranking monks, but it is normal to have not heard of it in a place that has been closed for a long time like the Valley of Heroes of the Soul.

Judging by the appearance of these two people, if Taoist Sanlun didn't leave, he would be slashed with a knife.

"Hehe, since you know it's the Great Xuan Forbidden Land, why is it that someone can bring out the dead souls inside?"

The three crazy Taoists spoke in a frenzied way, as if talking to themselves, but also as if they were questioning the two of them.

When the two of them heard this, their expressions changed immediately, they exchanged winks, their eyes froze, and the long knife in their hands suddenly slashed out.

At the same time as cutting out, he slapped his waist card with one hand, and sent a message to the garrison general in the valley.

"Shh!"

The knife light was sharp, and it slashed at the neck of the three crazy Taoists.

These two soldiers are both rank nine martial arts masters, and when they slashed out with a single knife, they were somewhat powerful.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

When the light of the sword fell, the two soldiers were overjoyed, as if they saw their long swords slashing the necks of the three crazy Taoists.

Immediately, blood spurted out, rushed up to a height of more than three feet, and even fell into his own eyes.

The two of them felt their bodies lighten at the same time, they jumped up, and through their bright red pupils, they found that their long sabers, for some reason, chopped off the opponent's head.

Before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt dizzy and felt severe pain. His eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything.

One last thought flashed through my mind, I'm dead.
(End of this chapter)