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Chapter 130 127. Breaking through the third level, the terrifying natal magic weapon! ! (4.5K words - please subscribe)
The letters from Xia Yan and Xiu Ji fell into a "standby" state because of the unilateral suspension.

This situation is always unfavorable to those who are waiting for a reply.
But in fact, Xia Yan didn't do this on purpose.

Now he can't have much contact with a strong person like Xiu Ji, otherwise, once exposed, will Xiu Ji force him to "spit out everything he eats"?
On the other hand, after a long wait, Cheng Susu and the old medicine king finally came up with many new medicines.

The seeds he took from Lin'an's passing place have germinated, and many high-quality herbs have grown. With these herbs used as medicine, the quality of village medicine and poison will definitely be improved.

In addition, the medicinal herbs presented by Xiu Ji have also led to the continuous production of new medicines.

Xia Yan chose to leave after taking 120 six new medicines.

Going to the back mountain of Fengchun Valley, he changed into the clothes of "Xia Ke Island Foreign Affairs Envoy", and he began to swallow the herbs in another bag donated by Xiu Ji, and drink these new varieties of medicine.

Tonight is destined to be a harvest day.

at this time
At the entrance of the distant Yunlu Mountain.

The gray mist filled the air, and everything was silent.

And a barbarian riding a wolf was slowing down.

With a ferocious aura, their huge size made them look far superior to the Great Yan army, but their formation was rather loose, obviously lacking in discipline.

There can only be one reason why the discipline is so loose: General Bei Mang is not good at warfare.

This is doomed that if a small number of soldiers fight in mobile warfare, then Bei Mang will have the upper hand;

If it is a positional battle, with a large number of soldiers participating in the battle, Dayan has the upper hand.

at this time
The leaders of this Beimang wolf cavalry were discussing a lot.

"Among the ancestors of Dayan, there is a person who calls the wind and rain, and we call him 'Rain Master' now.

This rain master can completely restrain the firehorn
The Fire Horn Man is no longer useful.

You Dugu clan have failed! "

"It's not useless, it's just that the Fire Horn can no longer act alone."

"So, what should we do? You Dugu Clan are too weak to charge forward in this attack, but you have to play other roles because of this! Otherwise, you are simply not worthy to be side by side with us.

The Firehorns, I admit, played a part.

But it was just a tickle for the other party, which was of no use! "

"Be safe and don't be impatient, this is exactly the purpose of our team leading this time to Yunlu Mountain."

"Oh?"

"The Fire Horn Man is nothing but the Horn of the Bloodborn from afar, the Iron Soul Stake, Gray Mist, and my Northern Mang warriors.
Then, as long as the 'horn of the blood-born blood in the distance' is replaced with other 'organs of strange things', we can give birth to new soldiers.

The terrain of Yunlu Mountain is peculiar, and there are many ghost trees hidden in the mountain.

The branches of these Migu ghost trees are extremely hard, stronger than swords, even thick shields can be cut by branches
What's even more frightening is that these ghost trees of the Migu Valley have a natural "confusing" effect, which can disorient people or animals near them.

Therefore, we intend to use the branches of these trees to replace the horns of the distant blood descendants of the scorpion, and then become a new component. From this, we can cultivate new warriors——Migu Shuren.

Fang Fang's ancestor can call the wind and rain, but the rain has no effect on our Migu Shuren. On the contrary, it can make the Migu Shuren grow stronger.

At that time, we can continue to let the Huojiao people attack Yujing City first, and then let the tree people appear when the ancestors of the other party call for the wind and rain
In such an environment of heavy rain, the strength of tree people will be greatly improved.

They could kill the Firehorn, but had to face far worse attacks. "

"That being said, it's not bad.

You, the Dugu Clan, really possessed a terrifying power. "

"Aren't you too?"

"In short, after you Dugu Clan cultivates the Migu Treant, maybe we can launch a larger-scale attack.

At that time, the Lingshan Clan, Guifang Clan, and even the Inunong Clan will act together with you.
In this way, I don't believe that those Yan people can withstand such a sudden attack.

Now that the people of Dayan blocked the people of Huojiao, they might be very proud, but this pride will not last long. "

"I still remember the scene hundreds of years ago, when the Emperor Yanwu wore dragon scales and conquered many pure lands in Beimang.
At that time, our Dugu clan noticed it, and after hundreds of years of hard work, we not only obtained this secret.

Moreover, he also used many human lives to master this secret technique
Although the people created in combination with monsters will be crazy, but they can easily break through a city with the help of the 'Grey River Crossing Boat'.

So what if Dayan has an ancestor?
Our ancestral witches don't need to go off in person, they will be very busy, because they are confronting the power in the gray mist. "

"You said it took a lot of lives to master this secret technique?"

"That's right, the walls of Dragon City are not as impenetrable as Yujing, we just captured a lot of Great Yan people from Dragon City, and then used the lives of these Great Yan people to try out the secret technique.

Hahaha, this time, let Dayan taste the power of this secret technique. "

The wolf barbarian army advanced very quickly.

They have been dormant around Yujing for a long time.

And the existence of the gray mist made their infiltration extremely difficult to detect.

Lingshan Clan, Guifang Clan, Dugu Clan, and Quanrong Clan are the four big clans in Beimang.

In fact, they still have conflicts on weekdays, but as the situation in the Northland became more and more severe, they finally united.

In the daily struggle against the gray mist, they each mastered strange powers.

For example, the Iron Soul Pile of the Lingshan Clan, the one-eyed mask of the Guifang Clan, and now... the Dugu Clan seems to be controlling a kind of "nurture" power.

They can use a certain substance in the "grey mist" to combine the "Northern Mang warrior" and the "monster".

Firehorn people are just the beginning.
And now, they are going to Yunlu Mountain to create the Migu Treant.

However, Yunlu Mountain is nothing more than a test site
Experiments like this are happening everywhere.

Compared with the harsh environment of the Northland, these wolf cavalry can survive in the gray fog near Yujing City.

the other side.

Spring Valley.
The bright moon hangs high, shining between the mountains.

On a lonely cliff in a remote mountain, a gray-clothed man dressed as a knight-errant sat quietly. The bright moonlight illuminated the plain mask on his face. The mask was lifted slightly, and the mouth underneath was eating quickly. what.

call! !

In the fierce cross wind, the cloak of the "Xia Ke Island Foreign Affairs Envoy" fluttered
Xia Yan was carrying out the "swallowing practice" without distraction.

Suddenly he felt something in his heart, stopped swallowing, and looked at his own state.

But I saw that the column of realm had changed to "Great Master. Traveling Thousands of Miles: (12800/12800)"! !
At the same time, a strong desire to break through emerged from the bottom of my heart.

Xia Yan followed the intention of this breakthrough and allowed it to develop.

chi~~
Whoosh whoosh~~
The air ring of heaven and earth was born instantly, like a metal liquid flow of lead and mercury.

In another instant, the dignified and powerful aura spread up and down, forming a balloon.

The inside is turbid, violent and calm, moving and still, forming a strange state.

However, this is only the performance of the second state of the great master.

Now, it's different
Listen carefully, and you can find a steady "bang bang" sound coming from the balloon formed by the air of heaven and earth.

This gave Xia Yan a strange feeling.

he,
As if in the womb of a pregnant woman.

This air balloon of heaven and earth is the big belly of a pregnant woman.

And in the balloon, the strange power of the purple mansion's soul that mysteriously swirled, twisted into a rope, and connected between Xia Yan's eyebrows was an umbilical cord.
One side of the umbilical cord is the world, and the other side is the soul in his eyebrows.

He felt that the connection between his soul and the heaven and the earth became clearer.

An indescribable sense of comfort emanated from the whole body.

The air of heaven and earth is like amniotic fluid, soaking him in it, giving him new life, and making him reborn.

It was as if he had returned to his mother's womb and was being born again.

It's just that this mother's womb is already an extraordinary person's mother's womb, but heaven and earth.

It turns out that the third realm of the great master is the new life bestowed by heaven and earth.

No wonder the former Taifu Li said that "the third stage of the great master is to reborn and give birth to the original self".
Slowly, Xia Yan felt that the qi, blood, muscles and bones in his body had become unique to him, and had nothing to do with the cause and effect of the previous blood.

His spirit also gradually grew, bigger and bigger, and then it seemed to become a part of this world, and the two sides merged perfectly.

Whoosh whoosh~~
The air of heaven and earth is still spinning, like a huge ball of breath, covering him in the middle.

His spirit became stronger and stronger, and his manipulation of the Qi of heaven and earth became more refined.

And in the process, he saw some kind of mysterious outline start to emerge in his soul.

This outline is one with him, and it is being separated at this moment.

"This should be the natal magic weapon of the third realm of the grand master. It is connected with the soul. It can be taken out with one thought and used with one thought. It can even become stronger as I grow up.
It can be said that it is completely a part of me.

It's just that I don't know what my talisman is. "

Xia Yan is looking forward to it.
Just as he was thinking about it, the treasure had split from his soul, slowly forming the outline of a hand.
then
then
It's gone.

Just one hand.

With the completion of the rebirth, the growth of the soul, and the birth of this hand
The heaven and earth balloons began to disappear, and everything returned to normal, which indicated that Xia Yan's breakthrough was over.

His talisman is not a weapon, not a tripod, not a gourd, not a map but a hand.

With a thought in Xia Yan's mind, that transparent hand appeared on his forehead following his thoughts, and he grabbed it twice, but he didn't even catch a leaf that was slowly falling in mid-air.

Xia Yan was silent for a while
He used this hand to grab the dust again, but couldn't.

He tried to make the hand longer and failed.

He tried to get the hand to hold the weapon, but failed again.

He tried to make the hand send out a "shock wave", but failed.

He tried to get the hand to slap himself to see if he was dreaming, but it still failed.
The hand looks transparent, but in fact it is.

It is lofty, it is ruthless, and everything in the world cannot touch it.

Xia Yan fell into a long silence.

Is this a joke between Fang Tiandao and him who has mastered the "swallowing talent"?
He took a deep breath and immediately calmed down.

"At least we have broken through the third realm. This is a good start."

Xia Yan scanned his information:

【Name: Xia Yan】

[Infuriating: Great Master. Human World: (1/25600)]

【Natal Magical Treasure: Little Hand】

Snapped!
He covers his face.

The word "little hand" was like a sharp knife stabbing hard in his heart.

"It should have another effect, but I don't know it"

Xia Yan comforted herself.

He originally thought that as soon as this talisman came out, he had fully grasped its function.

But in fact, not so.

This natal magic weapon seems to be another organ that he has grown.

A newborn baby has hands, feet and a mouth, but it cannot walk, run or speak.
The same is true for this natal magic weapon, which needs to be cultivated in the day after tomorrow to master its use.

"There are no useless things in the world, only people who have not discovered their use."

Xia Yan comforted himself again.

However, he really doesn't know what this talisman named "Little Hand" can do?
Is it within oneself, emerging outside of one's body?
That is, only you can see it, but you can't affect the outside world?

So what's the difference between that and "doesn't exist"?
The young emperor sat on the solitary cliff, with a bit of bitterness on his lips after all, and immediately he calmed down and began to inspect Yujing City.

And at this moment, there was another dull crashing sound from a neighborhood, as well as burning flames.

"It's the Fire Horn Man again."

Xia Yan's expression turned cold. He was in a bad mood at the moment, so he decided not to rain, and went to beat some Huojiao people to vent his anger, and at the same time practice the power of the third realm of the grandmaster.

Immediately, he put back on the heavy armor, and then used the ghost domain to shuttle to the street.

"Roar!!"

"Hoohoo!!"

The Fire Horn Man made a corner and charged around.

And because the corner where they appeared was too remote, the city defense army hadn't been able to arrive yet.

The people here shivered and hid, not daring to show their bodies, just because once they were exposed to the sight of the fire horned people, the fire horned people would kill them first.

boom!
Boom! !

The trees collapsed!

The house collapsed!

Suddenly, a figure jumped down from a tall pavilion.

It was a woman holding a child. They were hiding in the attic, but the flames downstairs were already raging.

Either be burned to death, or try to escape, so the woman reluctantly jumped from the tall building.

However, she did not land, but was pushed away by a flexible force.

The woman and child opened their eyes, but they couldn't see the scene in front of them clearly.

The thick smoke makes it impossible for anyone to open their eyes here
As long as you open it a little, your eyes will be red from the smoke.

Xia Yan threw his wife and children away at will, letting them land easily, then twisted his neck, and walked towards the Fire Horn Man.
People in Huojiao are all brainless. On weekdays, even if Xia Yan pretends to have two heads, Huojiao people would dare to charge, not to mention that Xia Yan is very "normal" now.

Immediately, the Fire Horn men screamed "Aww" and ran over furiously.

"kill!"

Xia Yan was upset.

As the Fire Horn Man approached, he raised the spear in his hand.

But suddenly, a strange almost instinctive feeling rose up.

Snapped!
He slapped the Fire Horn Man, and then stretched out his transparent "little hand", which was the talisman of life, to touch it lightly.

pat, pat!
The horn of the Fire Horn Man fell off smoothly, as if it had lost some kind of bonding force, and thus separated naturally.

At the same time, the "little hand" actually held a few grains of extremely fine sand in the palm of his hand.

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, and with the attitude of continuing to try, he tried again with other Huojiao people.

结果
All the "horns" of the Huojiao people were touched by his "little hands".

There was more and more sand on the "little hand", and it gradually became a small black mass, like mud wiped off the body.

And those Huojiao people who lost their horns suddenly became ordinary barbarians, Xia Yan dealt with them casually, and they were quickly burned to ashes in the fire.

Xia Yan thought for a while, took the horn of a man with fire horns, and pressed it into the palm of his left hand.

But horns are horns, palms are palms, and they don't stick together at all.

But the next moment, he moved his "little hand" and let the "little hand" wipe the "little black ball" on the bottom of the corner, and pressed it to the palm again.

This time, the results were completely different.

The horn of the Fire Horn Man grows on his left hand, the flesh and blood are interconnected, forming a seamless body!
Even Xia Yan had a feeling that this horn was a part of his body.

Chi! ! !
With a random dance of his left hand, flames were born from his left hand, but it was very small and inconspicuous in the raging fire.

Xia Yan finally understood, he knew the function of this "little hand".

Isn't this a "hand that collects and purifies the dust and soil of creation, and can use the dust and soil of creation"? ! ! ! !

Suddenly, he was excited.

The door to a new world seemed to be opened to him!
(End of this chapter)