Chapter 283 Beiyuan Goes South, and the Storm Is About to Come

Kitahara.

In the endless grassland, on the side of the giant city's south gate close to Dagan, there is a high mountain rising from the ground.

There is no such mountain here at all, but it was erected by hundreds of millions of tribes in the northern plains in this giant city, carrying their hands on their shoulders and spending countless manpower.

It took a full ten years, and I don't know how many people died because of it, to build this holy mountain of the Five Lotus Sect.

At the foot of this mountain, there is a lotus flower. The whole mountain stands in the heart of the lotus, piercing the sky and the earth, like a god.

The high priest of Beiyuan was tall and tall, sitting cross-legged on the top of the holy mountain.

Hula la.

The endless aura of heaven and earth, as well as inexplicable auras, are also constantly gathering and shrinking, rushing towards him.

And under the Five Lotus Sacred Mountain, the Lord of the Northern Plains, the leaders of many tribes, the important ministers of the Jin Court, and several hermit powerhouses are all waiting patiently at this moment.

"It's been more than three months."

"Could it be that the fighter plane is finally about to appear!"

The Lord of Beiyuan looked solemn, and there was an indescribable eagerness in his eyes, and a strong fighting spirit pervaded his heart, as if he wished to kill Daqian now, towards that colorful world full of vitality.

Although Beiyuan has a vast territory, it is too barren and desolate, and the climate and environment are too harsh, it is simply not a place for people to stay.

Compared with that Daqian, it is naturally too far away.

Every Beiyuan person, I'm afraid all of them are very yearning to go big.

Now that Beiyuan is powerful, there are countless tribes who hope to send their troops south to occupy that coveted world for their descendants.

However, without the High Priest speaking, who would dare to be the master in Beiyuan today!

No matter how confident and courageous the Northern Plains Lord is, he still cannot make a decision on such a major matter. He must be nodded by the high priest.

"My lord, don't worry."

"Now I have strong soldiers and strong horses in Beiyuan, cultivators are like clouds, and strong men are like rain. I have accumulated for such a long time. This time I will sacrifice to my lord, and I will definitely let me wait for the battle."

A rough man next to him said in a low voice.

"Um.

"

The Lord of Beiyuan sighed softly.

In Beiyuan, the symbolic meaning of his country lord is greater, and any major decision must be made by the high priest.

After all, if there was no high priest to suppress the Beiyuan today, the entire Beiyuan Empire would have collapsed long ago. How could it be possible to integrate the power of a country to invade the Daqian like now?

Moreover, the high priest is also a supreme powerhouse who truly possesses tyrannical power. At least they know that those strong men from the Yuandan Nine Heavens in Beiyuan are not the opponent of the high priest at all.

On the one hand, it is of course because these people do not have the ancient weapon at hand. On the other hand, it also illustrates the power of the high priest.

However, in the Five Lotus Sect, apart from the high priest, there are still many strong men, whose strength far exceeds any tribe in the Northern Plains.

It can be said that today's holy religion is the state religion of Beiyuan.

The power of the high priest is far greater than that of the king.

As for this, the Lord of the Northern Plains never felt any grievances, he was happy to accept all of this calmly.

And naturally think that things should be like this.

Just between the two of them talking.

The aura between heaven and earth stopped suddenly, and then gradually calmed down, no longer converging towards the top of the holy mountain.

On the top of Shengshan Mountain, a tall figure gradually emerged, and with his appearance, dazzling rays of light continuously shot out.

These rays of light fell high in the sky, and immediately turned into rays of light rain, and then fell with the wind.

The drops fell on the warriors of the northern plains tribes, and fell on some practitioners.

"Ah, the injury I suffered during training yesterday has healed! This is simply a miracle!"

"Me too, my injury is fine!"

"The old wound on my body has healed, I can't believe it's real!"

Some soldiers felt the spirit rain on their bodies, and they burst into vitality immediately, and the injuries and fatigue on their bodies were swept away.

Immediately, one after another exclaimed voices began to erupt one after another.

"This is?"

The rough man has a good cultivation base, and his feelings are even more profound.

His own inspiration spread, and it seemed that his cultivation base had increased by one point. He couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and subconsciously looked at the mountain top.

It is not a big deal for a practitioner to mobilize his spiritual energy to repair the wounds of an ordinary person.

I thought that many practitioners could do what the high priest did.

The difference lies only in the scale, but it never occurred to them that this spiritual rain could have an effect on a practitioner like him.

There was no injury on his body, and this spiritual rain had improved his cultivation.

Such a large area, covering thousands of miles, is simply unbelievable.

The Lord of Beiyuan and the leaders of the various tribes also noticed the changes in the aura of heaven and earth at this time, as well as what was happening to many soldiers and most practitioners here.

But without exception, they were all shocked by the method of the high priest. After all, if it was only a narrow range and only applied to some ordinary people, they would not be too shocked.

Now, however, the light rain spreads over such a vast area and has such a profound impact that it almost envelops all living beings within a radius of ten thousand miles.

With such a large range, even if they and the leaders of the various tribes took action together, I'm afraid they would not be able to do it.

Now, all of this is just done by one person.

The high priest is indeed worthy of being a high priest.

At this moment, everyone is the figure on the King's Holy Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the figure of the high priest began to descend slowly. He was high in the sky, but he seemed to be on flat ground. Step by step, the tall figure slowly walked down the mountain.

The high priest took a step forward, which seemed like a small step, but after ascending thousands of feet, he had already reached the ground in just a few breaths.

"We welcome the High Priest!"

The Lord of Beiyuan looked overjoyed, and immediately led the other tribal leaders around, and said respectfully to the high priest.

"We have seen the high priest."

At this time, immediately above the entire square, hundreds of millions of people shouted in unison at the same time.

"Everyone, my lord has a divine metaphor descended."

At this moment, the high priest of Beiyuan slowly radiated mana from his body, as if he had transformed into heaven and earth, like a god or a demon.

A force that makes people feel like a spring breeze, like ripples, is constantly floating in all directions.

At this time, the entire square was very quiet, and everyone was listening reverently and quietly.

"The Holy One said that everyone in the Northern Plains should enjoy the prosperous age, and that the Northern Plains should rule the Central Plains."

The high priest relaxed for a moment, and then his eyes scanned a few times, and the loud voice was transmitted again immediately.

"Holy One! Holy One! Holy One!"

The whistling sound like mountains and seas immediately resounded through the sky.

Tens of thousands of people voiced in unison, even if they were just some ordinary people, they gathered together fiery auras.

It seems that thousands of troops and horses, like thousands of thunderbolts, have actually produced a powerful oppressive force on the surrounding practitioners.

The feeling of burning mountains and boiling seas rose in their hearts. For the first time, they felt that they were no match for these ordinary people. If they insisted on fighting, they would die!

After a long while, the high priest waved his hand to silence thousands of people.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at the Lord of Beiyuan, and said slowly:

"How is the army preparing?"

Long ago, he had already ordered the tribes in the Northern Plains to start preparing for the battle. Now that several months have passed, the time has come and it is time to act.

When the army was mobilized, they sent the army south to dominate the world.

In this way, with the help of the power of all peoples, to condense the incense and support the early arrival of the Holy One, then it will be able to completely occupy all the benefits in this great world.

"Reporting to the high priest, our Beiyuan army has been mobilized. At present, we have gathered a million cavalry in Beiyuan, and another tens of millions of troops. We only need to wait for the order of the national division before we can go south."

The Lord of Beiyuan bowed and said.

Millions of cavalry, tens of millions of troops. It seems that there are a large number of people, beyond the imagination of many people.

But after all, they are all ordinary people. If they really fight, I'm afraid they won't be the opponents of those practitioners.

The power belongs to itself, and the advantage of the number of people is almost gone. No matter how many ants there are, can they still devour the beasts!

Not enough, since it was ordered by the national teacher, they naturally would not have any opinions.

What's more, just now, they also experienced for themselves that the military power gathered by thousands of troops is unimaginably strong.

"In this case, let's go south. In the shortest time, the soldiers will come to Shenjing." Meng Yuan Guoshi said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Shenjing city?"

The Lord of Beiyuan was shocked.

The original plan was to occupy the four state capitals on the border and destroy the Chiyue Sect and other sects, but now they are threatening to go to Shenjing!

In this way, if the forces of all parties are aroused, I am afraid that they will fail sadly.

Even though the Lord of Beiyuan is very confident, he also knows that the current Beiyuan is not the opponent of those many cultivation forces.

"High Priest, if this is the case, I'm afraid it will provoke a counterattack from all the cultivation forces in Dagan..." Beiyuan Kingdom Lord asked cautiously.

He tried his best to choose words and arrange sentences, so as not to make the high priest feel that he doubted the power of the Five Lotus Sect.

"rest assured."

The high priest glanced at the king, his expression unchanged, and said: "It's just a knock on the mountain, and even if there is a fight, I won't let you take action."

"As long as they don't enter the boundary of Shenjing, those turtles will never dare to really come out."

Although the high priest's tone was light, it was full of strong confidence. It even makes people feel that even if there are many powerful practitioners, they are not opponents.

"Yes."

Upon hearing the words, the Lord of Beiyuan immediately bowed and said.

Not long after, a piece of news quickly spread from Beiyuan, sweeping the world in just a few days.

The tribes of the Northern Plains assembled an army of tens of millions, combined with tens of thousands of monks, and divided their troops into four directions towards Dagan.

In an instant, the world shook, and many forces were in panic!

~~~~~

Dagan, a tavern in Liangzhou.

There are many rangers among them, as well as some disciples from major sects, who came to Beiyuan to inquire about news.

When the Beiyuan army marched south, Liangzhou must pass through.

"If you want me to say, this Beiyuan is crazy, thinking that with some ordinary people, he can capture me!"

"That's right, it's just wishful thinking. There are only tens of thousands of monks. It's interesting, but with the situation in Beiyuan, can it really gather so many monks!"

"Haha, it makes sense. Chao Fan Weili belongs to himself. No matter how many ordinary people there are, what's the use?"

In the tavern, many monks were constantly discussing, all of them were very contemptuous of Bei Yuan's actions.

To think that Beiyuan mobilized so many mortals is simply devoid of conscience, hitting a stone with an egg.

After all, in a world where practitioners are respected, the outcome of any battle depends on the results of the battle between practitioners on both sides.

Obviously, these practitioners in Daqian didn't think that Beiyuan would be their opponent.

After all, Beiyuan is located in a bitter cold, and the aura is far less dense than Dagan, so there are far fewer practitioners in Beiyuan than Dagan.

As for high-level practitioners, they cannot be compared with Dagan.

So from top to bottom, Dagan and many forces feel it.

Beiyuan seems to be huge and powerful, but if they really fight, it is impossible for them to be their big opponents.

~~~~~

Dagan, Shenjing.

Palace of Qinzheng.

Qianhuang Zhou Jingxiu sat high on the dragon chair, his expression was as solemn as water, extremely gloomy.

His ambition is higher than the sky, and he wants to become the first emperor in the past and present. But he didn't expect that so many things happened after he succeeded to the throne.

His plans failed again and again, and he lost troops and generals, lost a lot of power, and even lost the actual control of the six state capitals.

Now, even Bei Yuan wants to bully him!

I'm afraid that in the thousands of years of working hard, there has never been an emperor like him!

"My dear friends, I don't know if you have any ideas about going south from Beiyuan?" Zhou Jingxiu glanced at the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and said.

"His Majesty."

"Beiyuan is nothing more than a jumping clown, so there is nothing to be afraid of. As long as we send a few Yuandan experts, we will be able to defeat them in one battle and keep them out of Juyongguan..."

A minister stepped out and spoke.

Juyongguan is a checkpoint at the junction of Liangzhou and Beiyuan. Although it is of no use to practitioners, it is an important landmark that separates the two countries.

"I'm afraid it won't be so simple. Bei Yuan is not a fool. If they are not confident enough, I am afraid they will not be so crazy."

"Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to spread the word to all the major forces so that they can act together to defend against foreign enemies."

Another minister immediately stood up and said. Dagan and the major practice forces have long agreed that if there is an attack from a foreign enemy, they should work together and deal with it together.

Today, the invasion of Beiyuan coincides with the simultaneous attack of many forces.

Zhou Jingxiu fell silent immediately, and his face became even more gloomy at the same time.

Although the agreement is true, but in the world today, among the major cultivation forces, there is no one who is close to the Daqian royal family.

Thinking about it, these sects probably won't help at all!

If he invites you rashly, I'm afraid it will make people look at him for nothing, after all, the relationship between the two parties is not so good now.

"Other than that?"

Qianhuang Zhou Jingxiu collected himself and asked again.

He is obviously unwilling to borrow the power of many practice sects!