Chapter 300: The strong
person who refines the void is called Fan Yan.
Decades ago, Chen Luo left Yushan Academy.
Soon after, he also left the academy and traveled around the world with his sword on his back.
He also has his way.
The world calls him a disciple of the public relations sect who does not fight for public relations, but he is not like this.
He must fight!
But it’s not a fight.
If you really want to ask him about his way...
maybe the way of a gentleman is one.
However, Fan Yan prefers to call his way the golden mean...
What is the golden mean?
Even-handed.
"The Analects of Confucius: Yong Ye" says: "The Doctrine of the Mean is the virtue, and it is the most perfect one." For hundreds of years
, since he became his master's disciple, Fan Yan has rarely had a sword in his hand...
Everyone in the world thought that he was walking away without a fight. .
actually not.
He is just mediocre.
However, moderation is not inaction...
There are changes in the north, and he should come out after all.
Chao Xiaoshu appeared with Fan Yan.
Chao Xiaoshu went to Shushan to learn swordsmanship.
The sword is successful.
Now he has also entered the Nascent Soul Realm.
One is a born sword embryo... the
other is a born sword heart...
Chao Xiaoshu and Fan Yan have had a very good relationship over the years, and it is not an exaggeration to say they are like brothers.
The two entered Ningmiao.
There are three people in the temple.
One is Ning Shuan,
and the other is Ning Caichen.
The third is Xiang Cheng.
Two people landed...
Fan Yan saw three people and saluted...
"I have seen the senior brother, a half-sage, Xiangfuzi."
"I have seen a saint, a half-sage, Xiangfuzi." He
also saluted towards Xiaoshu.
Three people responded.
Fan Yan said: "Senior brother, I am here for this trip. I want to go to the north..."
Ning Shuan was silent.
He looked at Xiang Cheng.
He also shook his head helplessly: "Look, you are right?"
Ning Shu'an said helplessly: "The five thousand students in Yushan Academy have just left Yushan, and when they saw you coming, Master Xiang knew what you were thinking.
It's just...
this time we went to Beijing Are you prepared for the difficulties in the border?"
"Difficult? Is it difficult to cultivate Taoism?" "
And now the difficulties in the north have affected all people in the world..." "
If the Great Wall is destroyed, the whole world will be destroyed."
"Our path of cultivation will be completely cut off."
"How can we, monks, sit idly by and ignore it?"
Ning Shu'an nodded: "If possible, I must go to the Great Wall, but unfortunately... I have to leave in the end. You can't live within three inches of this."
"Have you gone to the academy to say goodbye to your master?"
"Not yet."
"Before I go, I should go to the academy."
"Junior brother understands."
Fan Yan saluted and said...
"Here we go. Maybe there will be no chance to see senior brother again. Junior brother bows and bows. If he can never come back, he will have to trouble senior brother and take good care of the master for junior brother."
He said.
There was silence.
"Master is very old. In the past few years, I have been walking around the world, seeking the elixir of heaven and earth, which is: water chestnut snow lotus... taking it, you can live a fifty-year life out of thin air. I should continue to work for my master, but I'm
afraid There is no possibility of coming back after leaving here...so I will have to trouble Master in the future!"
He said...
and took out a snow lotus in his hand.
Passed it to Ning Shuan.
Snow lotus has white light...
there is crystal flow in the light.
Mysterious and mysterious!
It can be seen that it is extraordinary...
Fan Yan said it easily, but how can it be easy to obtain this snow lotus?
Ning Shuan nodded and accepted the snow lotus.
"Junior brother, please take care. No matter what, you must come back. Don't let Master worry."
Fan Yan nodded.
He Chao Xiaoshu bid farewell to everyone.
He came to the academy.
The back mountain is inaccessible.
Just at the foot of the mountain, he knelt down far away and kowtowed three times to the mountain behind.
Shortly after.
Two swords pierced the sky in Yushan Academy.
Heading towards the Great Wall of the North.
...
The Great Wall of the North.
Yanmen Pass.
Devastated everywhere.
Smoke covers the sun.
From time to time there were bursts of roaring and explosion sounds.
South of the Great Wall...
there are countless monks gathered in Yanmen Pass.
Although the eight great sages are powerful in the combined realm, they are still led by Lao Zhao... Firstly,
he is the strongest, and secondly, this is the border of the Great Wall and he is the most familiar with it. .
Later, there were nine great sages who preached the Dharma.
They gathered in it.
On the body. There are scars and blood
on the face . Looking at the outside of the Great Wall, everyone's heart was condensed. "This battle, I'm afraid... I'm going to gain thousands of years of experience in the world of immortality!" Lu Xuan rubbed his head. He arrived in the North a few days ago... led countless monks to fight in a decisive battle, but as soon as he went out, he met a strong Frost Giant... I didn't know his level, but he could shake the power of his sword. Know that he is one. Although the spell cannot harm the frost giant, the sword in his hand can cut even the mountain peaks like mud. But facing the frost giant's counterattack, even he had to retreat. This shows how brave this frost giant is. "A thousand-year foundation? If that's the case, it's nothing more than that!" "Unfortunately, it's probably more than that!" The venerables nodded. But what Lao Zhao is most worried about is not these...
"The state of integration is not the key. Everyone, can you see the end of the wind and snow?"
He stood on the Great Wall.
Underfoot, there are mountains of corpses!
But even these can't stop the attack of those armies!
They were like a frenzy.
The Great Wall is always being attacked every day...
countless monks are endlessly forming barriers to strengthen the Great Wall.
Otherwise, even the Great Wall would have collapsed under the impact of this frost army.
But he wasn't worried about that yet.
His gaze pointed at the center of the wind and snow, behind the army of frost that covered the sky and the sun.
There...
there is a bigger storm brewing there.
That is where the leader of the Frost Army is this time.
Just that breath, even though they were thousands of miles apart, made everyone feel trembling in their hearts...
"It may be beyond the combined existence!"
"What is that?"
The hearts of the venerables sank... A realm they were unwilling to admit, in appear in the mind.
The Void Refining Realm!
That would be an existence that would make the world of immortality despair.
Under this realm, the void will be as if it does not exist...
so close to the end of the world.
Breathing is thousands of miles.
Whatever you want is within reach.
And the void is even more controllable...
At this level, even ten fusions or twenty fusions will not be their opponents.
"Perhaps we are just overthinking it?"
"If the Frost Giants really exist in the Void Refining Realm, this battle is not necessary at all." "Why do
they need to walk through the Great Wall?" "
As long as you are willing, you can come in! "
Everyone is confused...
maybe they think too much.
...
The battle on the Great Wall in the North is getting more intense!
Whether it's a frost giant,
a monk, or a guard.
In this battle, he finally became a fan...
In May of the 45th year of Yongxing.
In the first month of the border outbreak...
Sikong Zhen died...
died at the hands of the Frost Giants in the combined realm, and his body was destroyed... his physical body no longer existed.
Although Yuan Shen escaped by chance, he was also the first monk to die at the hands of the Frost Giant,
the same month...
three days later.
Shushan Li Qiufeng died!
Not long after...
Master Jingxuan was injured.
Because of the Frost Giant, she rushed into the army, burning her soul and blood essence.
The most brilliant fireworks broke out on the battlefield!
There are only seven of the nine great sages!
In July of the forty-fifth year of Yongxing...
Kong Zheng of the Shangqing Palace entered the combined state on the battlefield, exhausted...
and finally died!
In August...
Ning Qizhi, the dean of Yushan Academy, led five thousand scholars in white.
Exports are in order.
The pen falls on Jingfeng Yue...
the white robe is stained with blood!
Although he is a scholar...he is proud but unrivaled!
...
September of the 45th year of Yongxing...
Zhao Kai, the leader of Longhu Mountain, blew himself up and took away countless Frost Giants!
Although they are immune to spell damage, they cannot escape the power of this self-destruction.
Forty-six years of Yongxing!
Li Qiuliang merged... That day, the Great Wall was stained with blood, and there was a sword across the sky, hundreds of meters long...
Killing more than a thousand Frost Giants!
In the forty-seventh year of Yongxing...
Jin Yiwei Huangfu Yao died...
Jin Yiwei Zhu Lixue came to power...and became the new commander in the ninth realm of Yuanying.
In the forty-eighth year of Yongxing...
Yang Dongan understood the magical power of the Talisman: the Tiangang God and Buddha!
The talisman is fulfilled...
the gods and Buddhas are fulfilled!
Although it is a talisman, it can restrain the Frost Giant.
It’s just that we are defeated in the end!
In the same year...
Shen Qingshuang of the Xianxia sect entered the union!
...
In just three short years...the border became nothingness.
Corpses filled in a new frontier.
In three years of cultivating the immortal world, he has lost more than 100,000 monks... several in the combined realm.
The death toll of the Great Wall Guards exceeded one million!
Although the Frost Giants suffered a lot of losses...
from a distance, the number did not seem to decrease...
this battle.
The day is far from over.
...
the border of the Great Wall.
Yanmen Pass.
Fan Yan sat on the Great Wall.
He lowered his head.
Wipe the sword in your hand...
gently.
slowly.
No hurry, no slowness.
Perhaps because of his natural swordsmanship, in just three years, his growth reached an unprecedented level.
His cultivation level has reached the fifth level of Nascent Soul.
The sword in his hand is even more powerful...
Over the past few years, many Frost Giants have died under his sword.
"What a pity!"
Fan Yan sighed.
He was weaker after all.
If it were stronger, it would kill more Frost Giants.
It was also at this time.
Fan Yan's expression suddenly changed!
The spell is activated!
A fireball lit up the night sky...
under the cover of night.
Under the border of the Great Wall, countless frost giants appeared!
"Night attack!"
Before Fan Yan could speak, there was a rumble and an explosion.
Under night.
Yanmen Pass was awakened!
Countless monks appeared and instantly entered a fighting posture...
However, at this moment, a terrifying aura enveloped the entire Yanmen Pass.
"Combined realm!"
"Still, seven or eight..."
"Are these frost giants crazy?"
"What's going on?"
Inside the city.
Lu Xuan's expression changed.
Not just them, but everyone!
In the past three years, these frost giants have rarely appeared like this.
Is this an all-army attack?
"No, it's not just eight paths, but the combined realm of more than twenty paths?"
"How is that possible?"
Everyone's expressions were more solemn than ever... It was also at this time that everyone looked towards the sky.
On the city wall!
Fan Yan also raised his head.
When he raised his head, his pupils were constricted and he was vomiting blood.
He is standing.
Support your body with your sword!
Trembling all over.
But the remaining monks and soldiers on the city wall were suppressed to the ground.
They knelt there.
Prone.
His face was horrified!
Not only them, but also those powerful warriors are now struggling to hold their bodies up and want to kneel down.
There...
a five to six meter blue giant appeared there, holding a golden scepter...
His eyes swept across the Yanmen as it closed.
Showing disdain...
He slowly raised the scepter in his hand.
Pointed to Yanmen Pass.
Rumble...
The city wall that was hundreds of feet high was instantly shattered...
The border that had been guarded for thousands of years no longer existed...
At the same time.
The mountain behind the academy.
Chen Luo, who was leisurely basking in the sun under the peach blossom tree, slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the north.
This kind of plot is so difficult to write. I will never write it again. It’s too tiring...
(End of this chapter)