Tiandao is not working today

Chapter 352

Of the 1 begging soldiers and civilians, most of them are women, children, old and weak, and there are only more than [-] young and strong.

But they have experienced hundreds of battles, have a strong desire to survive, and have high morale, far surpassing any army of ten thousand people in the North.

Martial arts and other hard skills are not bad, but it is a pity that there are too many drags, and there are no supplies, and the weapons and weapons are all crude.

If the distribution of sophisticated equipment, medical logistics and other aspects are all kept up, it will definitely be a mighty army.

More importantly, the foundation of this army was built with the original intention of Yannu and Miaohan. Whether it is its military force or its organizational structure, Miaohan spent all his efforts, and Yannu spent his flesh and blood...

Although it has been stocked for several months, this army is completely born out of refugees, and has not forgotten the mission Yannu told them to protect the folks.

On the contrary, after the baptism of hundreds of battles, the cohesion became stronger.

So much so that Miaohan himself was surprised to meet again today.

"Isn't it the equipment supply, I'll look for it." Yan Nu was immersed in the Taoist treasure, preparing to use the Shennong cauldron to equip them with sufficient ordnance.

However, Miao Han thought about it, and pressed Yan Nu: "Wait a minute."

Miaohan really didn't expect that at the beginning, he accidentally planted willows, and even took some ideas for granted, which turned out to be really effective, and could withstand the blows and tests of reality.

Thinking about it carefully, if she and Yan Nu had been leading and protecting them, they might not have changed as they are now.

It's nothing more than being on an errand to eat food, muddling around, grabbing merits with the wind, and defeating the army.

The experience of the Qihuo Army stimulates everyone's subjective initiative, rather than being numb like a bystander.

No one gave them food, no one provided them with weapons, and no one brought them a peaceful environment, so they had to desperately survive, and everyone used their brains to take the survival of the collective as their own responsibility.

Treat every battle as your last chance before the end.

Only in this way can we have today's spiritual outlook and cohesion.

"People must rely on themselves, Yan Nu. If you give them inexhaustible and powerful weapons, the fighting spirit they have finally aroused may collapse." Miaohan said with divine sense.

Yan Nu was puzzled: "Why? They have already worked hard."

"..." Miaohan curled her lips: "In fact, Xingtian's army also has such problems, but it is understandable to rule the practice world as soon as possible."

"Anyway, it's a matter of this world, you listen to me."

She knew that Yan Nu was sincere to people, just like Yu Yangzi and Zhang Bijiang, they almost clearly wanted to deal with Yan Nu, pretending to cooperate and leaving behind.

But Yan Nu chose to trust them because of their kindness, and did not change his attitude based on guesswork and risks, only when he was really hurt.

It's the same with Chang Dingwen's matter. It's very good, but it's too label and ignores the complexity of people's hearts.

Don't hit the south wall and don't look back, even if the facts come out, he will forcefully break the facts.

This is Yan Nu, it cannot be changed, it will never be changed.

Not even a thousand times or ten thousand times, this is the other side of the absolute spiritual wall of the original self, so Miaohan didn't even bother to explain.

"You believe I am."

"That's up to you, hey, you still say you don't want to be the emperor?" Yan Nu laughed.

Miao Han gave a blank look: "I really can't do it, just because I don't have the courage."

"Besides, it is already very difficult for us to rule the world. It will be ten times more difficult for me to walk this way as a woman. It will only add more details, and it is unnecessary."

Yan Nu curled her lips and said: "Except for you, I don't see anyone who can create a world that will meet my wishes."

"Perhaps what the Emperor Shihuang left behind will give us guidance." Miao Han declined this topic.

A few hours later, night fell.

Julu City has been cleaned up, and the begging soldiers and civilians found a large amount of food in the monster's treasury in the city.

Armors and weapons are even more sophisticated, piled up like a mountain, eating ashes in the warehouse.

"Great, these equipments are enough to arm 5 people!"

"There are so many black armored soldiers! Runes are actually engraved, and the true energy is stored wantonly. This is a magic weapon."

"It seems that those monsters refined it for themselves. I didn't expect it to be cheaper for us now."

"Hahaha, even the puppet army doesn't have so many of this kind of equipment, right?"

"As expected of a demon kingdom, it has a profound heritage."

"Hmph, that's not the result of mutilating and looting the counties. With these equipment, we can better protect everyone."

The warriors in the begging army were beaming with joy, holding all kinds of weapons and armor, happily not letting go.

The harvest in Julu City gave them a big surprise, they didn't doubt him, they just thought it was the accumulation of the demon kingdom.

Only a few people, such as Han Tiedao, can see that so many magic tools and equipment are probably not as simple as those made by demons.

On the one hand, it is difficult to refine. Even if there are knowledgeable and highly skilled monsters, there will not be many. Could it be that one person has refined a warehouse full of ordnance?
On the other hand, the monsters have refined so much equipment, why don't they wear it?
"Jiang Junhou, dare to ask these soldiers, are you handwriting?" A leader of the Qihuo Army saw Yan Nu smirking and asked, cupping his hands.

He is tall and strong, with slightly dark skin, and a pair of tiger eyes are powerful.

Yan Nu was very honest, with a look of surprise on his face, he said: "Wow? Did you see it?"

"..." Miao Han was speechless.

Han Tiedao also came over. He had seen Yannu's ability to get food, so he was not surprised.

Immediately explained to the leader of the begging army how his group learned martial arts, ate precious meat, and how their strength leaped by following Yan Nu in Qingzhou.

"Why didn't Jiang Junhou carry out these methods of the immortal family in public, but pretended to entrust the treasury of the demon country?" The leader immediately saw Yan Nu's purpose, but he was still puzzled.

Miaohan stepped forward and said: "We have the power of the immortal family, but we don't respect ghosts and gods, and we want to change to a new sky."

"Yannu's methods are like miracles, you should know about them, so don't say anything about them, lest the army's morale will be slack and rely on miracles, and the common people only know how to worship the heavens and gods."

The begging leader cupped his hands and said: "I understand, the spirit of begging soldiers is really rare, miss thinks deeply, may I ask if you are..."

Han Tiedao quickly introduced, and the leader of the beggars met immediately: "So it's Mr. Zhu."

Although he knew that Miaohan was a woman, he could also call him son, which was a very respectful title for women.

"A certain family thanked Jiang Junhou and Mr. Zhu for saving their lives, and we are willing to do the work of the beggars." He immediately bowed and thanked again.

Yan Nu laughed and helped him up: "What kind of dog and horse, if you live upright, you will have your own blessings."

"You are very good. You can protect the people and lead everyone to survive in this troubled world. Don't call me a military lord. My name is Yan Nu. You can call me that."

The man stood up and also smiled: "I thought that my brother, who is like a general, would be as arrogant as those literati, so he is also a straightforward person."

"A certain rough man, so there are no rules. You are also called by a certain nickname."

"My surname is Ran, and my nickname is Jinu."

Yan Nu said straightforwardly: "Then our names are very similar."

Everyone was talking and laughing. Seeing that the night was getting dark, they repaired on the spot in Julu City.

At night, the beggar army distributed their equipment. Because the city was in ruins and only a few buildings remained intact, they organized people to build some simple huts.

The women looked at the various ingredients in the warehouse and smiled happily.

In the past, it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

The men struggled around to find some food, the women built a fire to make food, and went to the countryside to find some roots and wild vegetables, that's all.

And in the monster warehouse, there are pigs, cattle and sheep, as well as chickens, ducks and fish, which are very rich.

Reunited with Yan Nu today, defeated the demon again, and regained freedom. The beggar army who had lived a hard life for a long time immediately decided to reward everyone well tonight.

"Thanks to Jiang Junhou, I'm asking you killers to take a good look at our women's craftsmanship." A group of women laughed while grabbing chickens and ducks.

A group of warriors shouted: "You country women, you have a fart skill, don't you just roast the meat and add some salt, I can do it too!"

The woman shouted angrily: "Don't look down on people, our family used to work in a rich family's family and learned a lot!"

Ran Jinu laughed: "Haha? Really? Let's try the food of the noble family today."

A group of people were divided into several circles and sat in the center of the city. This was originally a rich mansion, but it was now in ruins. Everyone didn't care at all and sat on the ground.

Someone set up a shelf and lit a torch, clusters and dots, illuminating the darkness.

Big cauldrons for cooking, small pots for cooking porridge, and chickens and sheep skewered on the grill, squeaking and dripping with oil.

The women boiled fish soup and mutton soup to bring out the umami taste, and used the soup to roast duck and pork.

Miao Han was born in a family, and although he has never cooked before, he can still teach him a few things blindly.

For a while, it was really for these country women that the scene was full of smoke and fragrance, and countless men were drooling and their index fingers were twitching.

It can only be said that even if some ingredients have never been handled before, some clever women can use their brains to prepare them properly without a teacher.

Some couples quarrel with each other, and some singles have secretly eaten.

The older children went to help in the kitchen, and the younger ones played beside the old man.

Yan Nuji sat on the ground, leaning back slightly, sticking his hands in the soil, watching everyone busy, he felt very happy.

"Eh? I've eaten that root, it's not tasty, why dig so many? Don't put it in the pot."

When it's time to cook, a woman cuts some plant roots dug from the wild and puts them in the pot.

Yan Nu was astonished and very puzzled.Because this is exactly what he and Ah Weng ate before, and the people are so poor that they live on this while hiding in the mountains.

Now that the treasury is full and there is a lot of food, why dig this kind of thing?
"Haha, we are used to eating it, and my wife makes wild roots, which taste delicious!" A beggar laughed.

The woman put a lot of it in, and after it was cooked, she took it out and served it to Yan Nu to eat first.

Yan Nu ate it, it was tasteless when swallowed, and it was digested instantly.

But in the mouth, there is still a taste, and a familiar fishy smell emerges.

This is indeed the wild root that Aon once ate, but compared with it, the fishy smell has been removed a lot.

I don't know what method people used, but it has a special fragrance.

"Yeah! It's delicious!"

"It turned out that Ah Weng made it unpalatable at the beginning, it was because of his poor cooking skills..."

"Hahaha...hahaha!"

Yan Nu laughed very brightly and touched people's hearts.

Miaohan was a little surprised, Yannu must have missed Ah Weng, but why did he laugh so brightly instead.

Yan Nu is a sunny and cheerful boy, he really loves to laugh, but it's not limited to that, he laughed for a long time and couldn't stop!
Miao Han sat beside him, looked carefully, and found that although Yan Nu's smile was warm, it was a little more unnatural than usual.

She didn't know that Yan Nu really missed Ah Weng, but Ah Weng didn't want him to cry and liked to hear his laughter.

The begging soldiers and civilians were surprised at first, and then they were also infected, and they all joined in.

For a while, the city was full of laughter, and some people sang songs.

In the quiet night, the bonfire swayed on people's faces, shining red light, reflecting each other's smiles, and warming everyone's heart.

During this meal, it was rare for everyone to let go of their hearts and forget the troubles and pains of the troubled times.

People have bulging bellies and fragrant oil dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Huang Banyun, the slave of Yan, drank with the crowd. When Huang Banyun got excited, he led the monkey to somersaults and played a set of flower guns to cheer everyone up.

I don't know who is booing, forcing Miaohan to dance.

Someone picked up a treasured Hujia and blew a distant melody to accompany it.

The bonfire reflects the red clothes, and the long-sleeved dancers dance gracefully.

Miaohan's dancing skills are not good, but everyone doesn't understand the advanced level. If he flicks his sleeves casually, the common people will join him and praise him endlessly.

Miao Hanwu was so ashamed that she went off the court not long after, and La Yannu went out.

Yan Nu had no airs at all, with children hanging all over his body, under the eyes of all the people, he scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

Let's talk about playing a few shots, Huang Banyun has already performed it, and he can't do anything else.

In desperation, he caught a glimpse of a pig roasting on the bonfire and grabbed it with one hand.

"I... I'll show everyone a pig bite!"

As he spoke, he raised his neck and stuffed the pig into his mouth.

Good guy, this is not a pig, it weighs three hundred catties!
But he stabbed himself in the throat, and he didn't know how it got in. Everyone was dumbfounded, watching Yan Nu take a bite of a pig, and he just finished eating.

Although the corners of the mouth were full of oil, but the abdomen was flat, shocking everyone.

"Okay...Okay! Jiang Junhou Zhuangzai, he swallows everything with anger!" Ran Jinu didn't force his respect, but he also had something to say.

The people are applauding. In their simple concept, whoever eats the most will be the most powerful. As the saying goes, since ancient times, brave people have more food...

"Haha, the Great Emperor's digestion is the number one magical skill in the universe. He doesn't use it on weekdays, but he remembered it today."

Yu Yangzi, Zhang Bijiang, and Xiuyang Gong also came out, affected by this atmosphere, and blended into it.

It's like changing from a fairy to a mortal.

Yu Yangzi and a group of old men chatted extensively, commented on the fish soup, and told them one hundred and eight ways to eat fish.

Seeing the roasted whole lamb, Xiuyang fell into deep thought. Finally, at the simple invitation of a child, he couldn't help but taste it...

Zhang Bijiang even got drinks and drank with a bunch of rough people.

After a few pots of wine, Zhang Pijiang suddenly raised his sword, jumped into the arena, and danced swords for everyone.

"There is smoke all around, everyone is busy."

"Children fight for picking, women fight for grain."

"Thousands of stars are shining, and the universe is a thatched cottage."

"Life is so happy, don't ask whether to return home."

Miaohan said a good poem, knowing that he was moved by immortals, and felt that although the stars and the universe are big, they are nothing but oil lamps and thatched cottages under the joy of people's fireworks and human relationships.

Yan Nu couldn't understand the meaning, but felt that the sword dance was very beautiful, and applauded wildly: "One more!"

The common people were also booing, they only felt that his sword dance was a hundred times stronger than ordinary people.

Its artistic conception is lofty, in a trance, even the realm of some warriors is shaking, and many people have faint signs of intending to penetrate the sky and break through to shocking warriors.

Ran Jinu was terrified, knowing that Zhang Pijiang was no small matter, he couldn't help asking about his identity.

Zhang Pijiang didn't answer. As a fairy, he didn't know if he drank too much, and the more he danced, the more crazy he became.

He steps on the seven stars, aims at the Big Dipper, dances a sword and sings a long song, and dyes his white clothes with wine.

"I am a fool, born to be a king. Once I take off my crown, I will cry and lie in the void!"

"It's not far from the end of the world, and the sea of ​​stars is far away. The drunken dance is in the dark, and the singing is in the woods."

"The turmoil in the world is evil, and the grass and trees are worried about people's feelings. Don't say goodbye to the long road, let me come to the moon."

"Revisiting the capital of the Han Dynasty, the sight is full of fishy smells. A sword soothes grudges, and long-term memories of the old home mountain."

"People who have lived for 500 years have no hometown today. If Shenzhou is prosperous, why do we need to return to immortals?"

"Things of mountains and rivers through the ages, the universe is empty. Who can understand this, and look at the North Palace with emptiness."

Zhang Pijiang danced his sword to shine in the sky, and shed tears.

When the sword stopped, three flowers suddenly appeared on the top.

Yan Nu was taken aback for a moment, because he had a sense at the same time, after all, there was the opponent's Dao fruit in his body.

I saw the second flower blooming gorgeously, and the people were dazzled, as if smelling the strange fragrance, their spirits were lifted.

Ran Zhinu and other top fighters felt a buzzing in their heads when they saw this scene.

With a little culture, you can hear the nostalgia for the old country and the sorrow for your hometown in Zhang Pijiang's poems.

Only then did I realize that this person was actually a true immortal. After returning to his hometown after 500 years, his old country has perished and his old home is no longer there.

As a fairy, he could travel in the void, but he doesn't love the universe, he only loves mountains and rivers.

The soldiers of the begging army also felt the same for a while. They were begging for work under the name of the army.If there is no country, there is no home. Who else in the world will protect the well-being of the people?

Thousands of families cook fireworks, and thousands of families sing to each other.There is no such joy in the world, who in the world has pity?
The laughter and happiness of the common people should be guarded by them, and a sense of pride suddenly arises in their hearts, and a sense of artistic conception soars into the sky.

Boom, boom, nine consecutive people broke through the four elements, condensing their own artistic conception.

"Pijiang, congratulations on returning to the Earth Immortal stage!" Yu Yangzi touched his palms and sighed.

Zhang Bijiang made a breakthrough.

He was originally an Earth Immortal, but he revisited Chang'an before, saw the killing of Hu Man, and thought of the perishing of the great man. He once killed [-] Hu Man with a single sword, and suffered the punishment of heaven.

I didn't expect to be so happy to integrate into the world today, and to reopen the top flower!
This is pure savvy, a genius of immortality.

And Yan Nu was even more surprised, it was the first time he had such an epiphany breakthrough when he saw someone.

Zhang Bijiang has no Taoism, and he can still reach the stage of immortality?
"Huh? Wait a minute... I seem to be able to break through too?"

Yan Nu sensed that in the dark, he had an extra realm of the Earth Immortal Stage, and he only needed to move his mind to choose to bloom a second flower.

In an instant, three flowers appeared on his head, and the scene was once again immersed in the beauty of strange fragrances and fairy music.

"The realm of immortality is useless, I don't understand it at all." Yan Nu tried to break through, and then with a thought, he dropped the realm back again!

Although he can break through to the Earth Immortal, his essence has not changed in any way. Yan Nu thinks that the Martial Dao realm is more useful.

Yu Yangzi and the others were shocked to see him break through and go back again.

"You shared his realm?" Miao Han was surprised, and asked with his divine sense.

Yan Nu nodded: "Well, my immortal realm was originally given by Zhang Pijiang, and Zhang Pijiang's current realm was given by me..."

Speaking of this, both Zhang Bijiang and Yu Yangzi realized instantly: "So that's the case, yes, we are no longer the immortals of the 'Day of Heaven'."

Miaohan also suddenly realized that Zhang Pijiang had been expelled from Heaven!
He suffered the catastrophe of the doomsday in the Penglai War!All realms are emptied.

It was Yan Nu who backed up everything and reshaped Zhang Pijiang's current strength.

I thought that this kind of thing can no longer continue to improve, after all, it has been completely blocked by the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao is the foundation that supports the Immortal Road.

All the immortals who are supported by Yannu's characteristics may have to wait for Yannu to defeat Tiandao and obtain the ability of Tiandao before they can continue to make everyone progress.

Unexpectedly, this is not the case!
Zhang Bijiang actually continued to practice!Without the support of heaven!

"You have never been used to the Earth Immortal realm, and you can support me in the Earth Immortal Stage?"

"Moreover... it seems that without the shackles of Taoism, my accumulation and state of mind are already enough. After an epiphany, I broke through directly..."

Zhang Bijiang murmured, his Taoism is zero, and he can even break through.

Although it is said that immortal wizards can break through forcibly by relying on understanding, they cannot do without Taoism, and they have to accumulate a little bit, and different realms have different minimum requirements.

But now, this condition seems to be gone.

Could it be said that the requirements of Taoism are not necessary?
Now in the world, there are two sets of fairy road systems, one is supported by the Dao of Heaven, and the other is supported by Yan Nu...

Yan Nu is passive and doesn't understand at all, basically copying Tiandao's routine.

And it came from a symbiosis. Whatever he has, he will give to everyone, and he can't come up with new things.

Unexpectedly, it was because no one under his banner had made a new breakthrough.

Think about it carefully, isn't that worm girl Fatima just pushing the old to bring forth the new, and Yannu shares it?It's just that it's not the limit.

All those like Zhang Bijiang whose realm has been reshaped by him can continue to practice and break through to a new realm.

Even, it can be higher than Yan Nu's "New Heavenly Way"...

Can man transcend the realm of heaven?No, but it is possible in Yannu.

Yan Nu himself is only in the immortal stage, which is the highest state he has ever adapted to, that is to say, the cap of 'Yan Tian Dao' is immortal.

As a result, Zhang Pijiang under the banner of 'Yan Tian Dao' was actually in the stage of immortality.

Of course, at the moment of surpassing, Yan Nu also rises, and can choose to adapt to the newly joined Earth Immortal Stage.

The breakthroughs of Ran Jinu and others were merely accumulated, witnessing the blossoming of a real immortal's epiphany, and they broke through together with their minds shaken.

"Sure enough, you are a perfect substitute for Heaven."

"Even if there is no way of heaven, we can cultivate immortals and hit new realms."

……

　PS: sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)