"It seems that there are a lot of enemies that have been offended this time. It seems that I can't command the army personally for a long time. Fortunately, these monks did not attack my subordinates, otherwise, the Jiuzhou Army would have collapsed!"

Yang Jiu hid under the snow and had not slept for several days and nights, afraid that he would not be able to maintain the ethereal illusion of the Great Snow Mountain after falling asleep, so that the enemy could find him.

In fact, he offended not a little, but a lot of enemies. Even the body of the "honest monk" who came to join the fun in Daqian Temple was gone! The god of misery was pitiful. This honest monk actually wanted to resolve the grudges and let them not be jealous of Yang Jiu's exquisite jade coffin. Unexpectedly, even his body was gone. Fortunately, his soul was still there!

Now there are tens of thousands of cultivators around Yuanjing City. If it weren't for the search of Master Shuiyue Sect and confirming that Yang Jiu was not hiding in this city, I'm afraid the army of tens of thousands of cultivators would have flattened the entire Yuanjing City!

"There are too many enemies that I have provoked this time, so amazing!" Yin Jiuchang was helpless and put on the only black dragon suit in Xuezhou to patrol the city. Now the arrogant anti-scaling army is all huddled in the city, and everyone practices hard day and night.

The Nilin Army killed ordinary troops and chopped vegetables and melons. Killing a few monks is easy, but for this army of tens of thousands of monks, each of them could kill them by taking a big stone!

Yang Jiu did not expect that after this battle, more monks came. They divided them into groups and searched in groups of about inch by inch in Xuezhou. They found many strange spirit beasts, and basically hundreds of divine thoughts swept through Yang Jiu's hiding place every day.

Ghost Immortal Bombs appear from time to time in Selangor, and powerful monks are often caught. The monks in the world are furious about this inhumane terrifying behavior!

"No, there are too many enemies and too few ammunition. It seems that you have to save money. Last time I took the risk and jumped, although I was almost blown up, I also took out a large amount of souls. But now there are only seventy-two ghost immortal slaves left. I put them all away and can't be used until I am extremely dangerous!"

Yang Jiu decided to take advantage of this time to refine Meng Shentong's bone sword. This was made up of the bones of the Blood Demon Seventh World!

Take out the White Bone Sword from the Tianji Ring. A red line in the middle of the White Bone Sword was formed by the blood energy of Meng Shentong. He picked it up and shook it. The White Bone Sword was divided into seven. The blood line turned into a blood shadow and flashed, turning it into a small ball, circling the White Bone Sword that was concentrated into an inch long in the center and suspended in front of him. The diameter of the blood ball was less than one foot.

"Meng Shentong can refine blood and energy into the soul, which is extremely magical, but I can't. Now his original consciousness has been completely erased, and I can't use this ability through him. Otherwise, I can transform the soul with blood and energy, and you can get a steady stream of ammunition. I still have a few martial saints bodies here. At that time, these automatic tracking bombs are flying all over the sky, and the blood shadow clone will pounce on people and turn into blood and can be refined into ammunition... That is the real heaven-defying. I'm afraid that these hundreds of thousands of cultivators will be chased and killed by me, but unfortunately this good thing will not happen again." Thinking of this, Yang Jiu felt a little regretful.

"This blood shadow didn't help me much, so I'd better separate it and concentrate on refining the Bone Sword."

The seven swords are combined, and the bone sword is tempered with the spirit of the spirit, and then practice it with peace of mind here.

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How long do you need to sleep here?

This is a small farmyard, and the thick snow almost filled the yard. The wrinkled old woman could not escape his nagging sound every night. She was talking about his son from the Eastern Expedition. Why haven't Schiller returned after going there for so long? I heard that many people died in the Eastern Expedition. I heard that the Rakshasa Sect was destroyed by the people of Jiuzhou, and all the kings and ministers of the Rakshasa Kingdom were killed. The people of Jiuzhou also renamed the land Beizhou.

The old woman didn't care about the Rakshasa Sect and the King of Rakshasa, nor did she care about the name of this land called Rakshasa, the North Country, or the Northern Province? She only cared about whether the potatoes she stored were enough to survive this cold winter. This winter is colder than ever before. The coal is about to burn out, and the strong wine that she relies on to revitalize her blood and energy is almost over. Why haven't Schiller come back yet?

I heard that people from Jiuzhou set up a rescue station in the town, but the city was too far away and the old woman could not walk that far away. It was cold and the ground was cold, so she didn't even have the strength to remove the snow in the yard.

The only thing that made her feel a little happier was that Lord Cossack announced that all taxes were exempted this year. Then Lord Cossack recruited those strong domestic slaves and announced that the establishment of an army loyal to the people of Jiuzhou. Lord Cossack claimed to be the leader, and had written a letter of loyalty to send people to the distant Yuanjing. The journey was too far, and it might take two or three months to reply from the Governor of Yuanjing.

Lord Cossack also bought a lot of strange battle suits, each of his servants. These battle suits are said to be imitating the Jiuzhou Army. The black one is called the Black Dragon suit and the silver one is called the Silver Dragon suit, each set is worth 800 taels of silver! Lord Cossack wore the Black Dragon suit himself, and all his subordinates wore the Silver Dragon suit.

Recently, I often see some people flying around the sky, one after another, and many of them. I heard that these are all gods from Jiuzhou. Isn’t the Rakshasa people seeking death when they attack them? There are so many gods, no wonder they can eliminate the Rakshasa Sect.

The old woman ran to the village head every day to see if her son Schiller had returned, but every night she came back with disappointment.

However, the old woman has stopped going out these days and doesn't even leave the house. She finds that she can no longer walk. Before the moment, her only hope is to see her son and hear his voice.

"Shiler--" The old woman's eyes were filled with tears, the night covered the earth, and heavy snow continued to fall, and it seemed that her hut was going to flood her.

A rustling sound was made in the courtyard, and Yang Jiu carefully crawled out of the snow. The blood body left by Meng Shentong was refined into a thread of blood and penetrated into the battle suit. The clothes immediately rusted and became dull, and penetrated into the flying snow gun. The spear head was also rusted and the body of the gun was dim, and it looked as inconspicuous as the rags that had been stored in the warehouse for decades.

"I deliberately noticed the breath of the scent of Hua passing by. He led the monks away. What did he do? Where is the Linglong Jade Coffin?" Yang Jiuman asked in doubt.

He put the snow gun that was not conspicuous at all, pushed the door into the door, and raised the fire, and the blazing fire illuminated the old woman's old face.

"Schiller, are you back?"

He put his hand on the old woman's forehead, closed his eyes, and read her memory. Then he uncovered the shield, and the blood scattered on his face, and the face immediately changed into the face of a thin Rakshasa man.

This is his only gain after refining Meng Shentong's blood and energy. He can change his appearance, but he cannot be injured, otherwise he will return to his original form.

"Schiller, Schiller, my child, you are finally back!"

"Yes, mother, Schiller is back!" He grabbed the old woman's cold hand, and her breath gradually weakened.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back..." The old woman closed her eyes and never opened it again. She left this cold world with peace and smile.

That night, Yang Jiu recognized a mother.

He found a shovel from the simple house, and after busy in the middle of the night, he shoveled away the snow in the yard. During this process, monks hurriedly passed by from time to time. Their divine thoughts were spinning on him, but none of them stopped, and no one tried to uncover the mask to see this person, and they all regarded him as an ordinary Beizhou native.

Beizhou is very chaotic, and this kind of fake dragon suit is sold everywhere, so naturally no one doubts it.

He dug a big hole in the yard, found a few large pieces of wood from the woodshed, split it with an axe, made a simple coffin, put the old woman on, put two gold coins on her eyes, and put a bottle of white wine, closed the coffin, and buried the old woman in the yard.

He erected a monument, but because he didn't understand Rakshasa, he simply wrote nothing.

After exercising his last filial piety for the soldier named Schiller who might never come back and might die at his hands, he left the farmhouse where he stayed for dozens of days and nights with a flying snow gun.

"I hope there will be no war in all ethnic groups in the world!" Yang Jiu thought to himself.

Facing the wind and snow, walking in the direction of Wuhua's breath left by him. Wuhua deliberately stayed there, and only he could feel it, because Wuhua let him know that he was here!

This is Wuhua. His thoughtless and thoughtless lotus world is even more powerful than Yang Jiu's snowy mountain. Yang Jiu's snowy mountain can be discovered by others as long as they see it. However, Wuhua's thoughtless and thoughtless sacrifice will be ignored even if they see it. As for those monks with very advanced cultivation, Wuhua can sense it in advance and avoid it early.
Chapter completed!