Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Wang Chan, who was originally a little thin, is now as tall as Yang Qian, with clear muscle lines and a sense of strength.

The most surprising thing is that the original face of "Wang Chan" has turned into the face of a strange middle-aged man.

There was no trace of beard on his square face, and the pupils in his eyes were as deep as the night sky, glowing with dark light.

The whole face looks extremely upright, giving people a sense of calmness and majesty, and naturally has the aura of a superior.

"I almost forgot, this body still retains the appearance of the previous junior. Huh, that pretty face is not worthy of my status!" God Lord Dayan snorted, seeming to be very disgusted with Wang Chan's appearance. .

"Is this your true appearance back then?" Yang Qian was surprised and marveled at the transformation skills of God Lord Dayan.

"Hehe, that's right. How does my face look like? It's no worse than yours, right?" God Lord Dayan smiled proudly. After moving his body for a while, he looked sideways at Yang Qian and asked provocatively.

Yang Gan rolled his eyelids gently, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He really didn't want to comment more on the slightly narcissistic old guy Dayan Shenjun.

"It's up to you, why don't you follow me to the Tiansha Continent and don't stay in this southern land for a long time." God Lord Dayan curled his lips, looked at Yang Qian's nonchalant look, and said immediately.

"I appreciate the kindness of fellow Daoist Dayan. This Tiannan area is the birthplace of Yang, me, and I have deep feelings. If I have a chance in the future, it will not be too late to travel to other continents. Of course, compared to Tiansha Continent, , I might be more interested in the Jin Empire." A bright smile broke out on Yang Gan's face, and his words were somewhat calm.

"Hmph! I knew you would say that." The corners of Divine Lord Dayan's lips curled up slightly, with a hint of insight in his eyes. "You, the Lord of the Star Palace in the Chaotic Sea of ​​Stars, do you want to rule the south of the world again? Your ambition is not small! But no matter what, if I succeed in my cultivation in Tiansha Continent in the future, I might also travel to Dajin. Who wouldn’t want to take a good look at the holy land for cultivating immortals in the human world." There was a trace of embarrassment in his tone. .

"Young boy Yang, I have left it to you regarding the method of refining the puppets in the later stage of Yuanying. Please do not let down my expectations for you. As for the two juniors from Qianzhu's teaching, their talents are pretty good. As time goes by, they will be so good." There is almost a possibility of conceiving a baby. If you can train one or two in your spare time, you can also allow them to take over the position of leader of Qianzhu Sect, so that my Qianzhu Sect will not lose its inheritance. When someone mentions it in the future, they can also know about the creation. It would be perfect to teach the founder of the great power of God Lord Dayan." God Lord Dayan waved his hand and handed over all the follow-up matters to Yang Qian.

Having said that, God Lord Dayan seemed to be preparing to leave.

He does not need to cross the entire Mulan Grassland. With his power of divine consciousness that is almost in the early stages of becoming a god, ordinary Nascent Soul monks cannot detect his whereabouts and cannot do anything to him.

What's more, at this time, the Tuwu tribe and the Mulan people are engaged in a melee. As long as the Lord Dayan is a little careful and is not surrounded by more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks, he will be safe and sound.

However, just when Shenjun Dayan was about to set up the escape light and leave, Yang Qian suddenly called him:

"Old monster, wait a moment."

After finishing his words, Yang Qian thought for a moment, reached out and took out a gray storage bag, and then threw it to the other party without hesitation.

pat!

God Lord Dayan took it lightly, and the gray storage bag fell into his palm. With a sweep of his consciousness, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"You kid, you do have some conscience." He hummed softly, held the storage bag, and hung it on his waist.

"I'm not afraid that you will die on this grassland. Whether they are Mulan people or Tutu people, there are many high-level monks. The five puppets in the early stage of Nascent Soul are the 'Jade Rubber' I fused before. It was refined, but due to time constraints, I didn't have time to use the ancient puppetry to improve it. As for the refined corpse, it was refined from the rare 'zombie mandrill'. I think with your power of consciousness, even if It's the mandrill that has developed self-awareness, and it can never escape from your grasp." Yang Qian smiled solemnly and said casually.

Whether it is a Nascent Soul-level puppet or a demon corpse refined by a corpse mandrill, if it appears in the Tiannan area, it will definitely cause an uproar.

However, now Yang Qian gave these rare treasures to God Lord Dayan as if they were an understatement.

Not to mention, there are a large number of spiritual stones and several powerful ancient treasures left by Yang Qian in the storage bag.

For this founder of the Qianzhu Sect who had given him countless help, Yang Qian felt grateful in his heart, and he would not do anything ungrateful.

"Hehe, my vision is indeed unique. Needless to say, our fate will definitely continue!" God Lord Dayan smiled, the corners of his mouth raised, and then a strong black light burst out from his whole body, shooting straight into the sky. It's the ghost spirit gate's gate-holding magic skill.

High in the sky, God Lord Dayan lowered his head and looked down at Yang Qian, who was tall and tall on the ground. There seemed to be a hint of joy in his eyes. The things in the storage bag just now can be regarded as a big gift. Dayan The Lord Shen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But this feeling was quickly suppressed by Xiang Dao's heart.

'When I step into the realm of transformation as a puppet, I will definitely come back to help Young Man Yang! 'God Lord Dayan silently made a promise in his heart, and then turned into a thick black light and flew away through the sky.

On top of the mountain rocks, Yang Qian put his hands behind his back and stared deeply at the direction where Lord Dayan disappeared. He was in a daze and did not move for a long time.

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A team of Mulan people consisting of more than 10,000 people marched slowly on the endless prairie.

Almost all of this huge team were ordinary members of the Mulan clan who were unable to practice spiritual arts.

Every time the Mulan people attack Tiannan, the Mulan monks will organize many young and strong mortals to form temporary tribes. When the Tiannan monks can't look around, they go to seize Tiannan's various spiritual stone materials. Raw ore.

In this way, even if Master Mulan finally fails and returns after a period of time, he will not return empty-handed.

This kind of robbery-like behavior naturally made the Nine Nations Alliance cursed, but they could not be distracted from the matter for the moment.

After all, if there are fewer monks sent to garrison these places, it is very likely that the high-level magicians of the Mulan sect will take over them all.

If there are too many monks, it will affect the battle between the main battlefield and the mages.

The only feasible way is to wait for the Mulan monks to seize these raw material production areas and mines, and then the Nine Nations Alliance will send monks to recapture them and kill these Mulan mortals.

It's a pity that these Mulan people don't care about the casualties of ordinary mortals at all. Once a group is destroyed, a new group will be organized immediately. It is basically that human life in exchange for these rare resources.

Moreover, they would also set traps from time to time to severely injure the monks who came to take back the mines and raw materials.

As a result, after losing many monks, the Nine Nations Alliance simply turned a blind eye to this. Anyway, in such a short period of time, no matter how crazy the Mulan people were in mining, mere mortals could not take away much resources. Of spiritual stone.

And as soon as possible, as long as the army of magicians is defeated head-on, these Mulan mortals will retreat obediently.

In this mighty procession, ox-carts and horse-drawn carriages criss-crossed, like a long dragon winding across the earth.

Every car was piled with goods, and the places covered by linen occasionally showed a little light, and it was like broken spiritual stones that shone faintly in the sun.

The team was heading towards the temple of the Mulan people, and most of them were young men and women. Although they were all covered in dust and exhausted, even thousands of them still had battle scars on their bodies, and their clothes were stained with blood. But still moving forward without stopping.

It was obviously a small tribe formed temporarily to seize Tiannan's resources, and returned home with a full load after completing the operation.

The leather-clad men on horseback who gathered around the convoy were all looking around with burning eyes and full of energy. The long whips in their hands were waving in the air, accompanied by high-pitched scoldings, creating a strong sense of oppression.

Any Mulan mortal who moves slightly slowly will often be hit by a heavy whip suddenly. The whip is like a poisonous snake, biting hard on their flesh, instantly tearing open the flesh and causing blood to splatter everywhere. Some older Mulan mortals even vomited blood and fell to the sky.

Then the heavy wheels of the bullock carts and the speed of the horse-drawn carriages crushed them mercilessly. In the bloody mess, their hands and feet were broken, and they were extremely miserable.

However, the strange thing is that there is no trace of pain on these deceased faces.

On the contrary, there is a strange pilgrimage on their faces, as if in their eyes, this death is not the end, but a kind of sublimation, a kind of transcendence.

The other Mulan mortals around him had long been accustomed to this and didn't care. Even in the face of that cruel death, there was a kind of crazy praise on their faces.

It seems that this kind of death is regarded by them as a kind of sacrifice and a kind of glory.

At the end of the team, as far as the naked eye can see, there are corpses scattered everywhere.

One after another, they are layered like fallen leaves in autumn, which is unbearable to look at.

Blood gathered into a river, flowing quietly on the loess, and its strong bloody smell filled the air.

In this huge team, in addition to tens of thousands of Mulan mortals, there was also one foundation-building stage and three Qi-refining stage low-level monks sitting at the front of the team, looking proud and completely ignoring the life and death of the mortals behind them.

In the middle of the team, a dilapidated leather carriage was filled with many tattered cowhide, as well as some mining tools such as hoes.

The difference is that a small space has been cleared in this carriage, and a young man in black robe is sitting cross-legged.

It was Yang Qian.

Ever since he separated from God Lord Dayan, he had sneaked all the way into the Mulan Grassland, preparing to open up the map. Finally, a few days ago, he discovered this team that had returned from mining spiritual stones in the Tiannan area. After calculating the time, he hid directly in After getting into the carriage, he guessed that within a few days, he would be able to enter the hinterland of Mulan Grassland and approach the Mulan Temple.

Now, Yang Qian was sitting in the carriage, and the chatter of several Mulan people outside the carriage could be heard clearly.

The language of the Mulan people is naturally somewhat different from that of Tiannan, but Yang Qian had already studied it through relevant jade slips in Tiantian City.

With his powerful spiritual consciousness, it only took him half a day to learn these things, and he completely mastered the language of the Mulan people, so he could naturally hear the voices outside clearly.

Most of what these Mulan people talked about was that they had snatched a lot of spiritual stone resources from Tiannan during this operation, and whether they would have the opportunity to be favored by those masters, have the opportunity to practice spiritual arts, and even enter the Mulan Temple. Finally get ahead.

From their words, these Mulan mortals were full of worship and awe for the Mulan Temple and the sacred birds.

There is even something similar to belief.

It seems that even dying for a sacred bird is an extremely glorious thing for ordinary Mulan people.

Yang Qian heard this and sighed secretly. Whether it is Tiannan, Luan Xinghai, Dajin or this grassland, mortals who cannot practice are just a group of ants after all. Their life and death are irrelevant to the monks. critical.

Only body refiners in the spiritual world can have some status by virtue of their bodies without spiritual roots.

Yang Gan shook his head slightly, then waved one hand, and a faint purple light shield instantly sealed the interior of the entire carriage.

The noise of the Mulan people outside seemed to be cut off by an invisible barrier and disappeared instantly.

Not to mention the ordinary people of the Mulan tribe, even the ordinary magic practitioners, due to the scarcity of resources, often have few external objects such as magic weapons and talismans to help before forming the elixir.

Therefore, they could only concentrate on studying the Five Elements Taoism, and thus created many extraordinary talents.

High-level magicians such as Tianfeng tribe and Huangsha tribe have cleverly integrated the local secret arts on the grassland to create more exquisite and mysterious spiritual arts.

In fact, whether they are Mulan people or Tutu people, they have long coveted the resources in the Tiannan region.

After all, looking to the south is the Great Jin Empire, and even if the two tribes on the grassland join forces, it will be difficult to compete with the single state of the Great Jin.

Therefore, they can only cast their greedy eyes on Tiannan. Speaking of which, although Tiannan's overall strength is somewhat stronger than that of the Mulan people, people are not united. This is very clear to the Mulan people.

As long as a piece of land belonging to the Nine Nations Alliance is captured, the Mulan people can be settled.

According to the news that Yang Qian heard in Tiantian City, many Tiannan monks were worried that the Mulan people and the Tuwu people would join forces, which would eventually cause a serious problem.

However, the three great monks in Tiannan have emphasized many times that the hatred between the two races is like a rolling river, continuous and endless. After tens of thousands of years, it is still difficult to resolve and they are trapped in an endless battle.

Only then did everyone in Tiannan feel at ease and let go of their worries.

'I don't know where the Tubul people are now. I remember that in the original work, despite their superficial appearance, the Mulan people were retreating steadily, and they were beaten by the Tubul clan and had almost no power to fight back. '

With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian flicked his sleeves, and two crystal jade boxes fell steadily in front of him.

"Yinyue, come out, I have a treasure for you." Yang Gan reached out and stroked the lid of a jade box for a while, and said with a slight smile.

The next moment, a small white fox flew out from Yang Qian's sleeves, circled and then lay on his crossed thighs.

"Master, what kind of treasure are you talking about?" Xiaohu nuzzled Yang Gan and let out a light laugh.

"Just watch." Yang Qian smiled gently and said nothing more, but the palm of his hand placed on the jade box suddenly flashed with purple light.

Then he exerted slight force with his five fingers, and a trace of white spiritual light suddenly appeared on the surface of the jade box, but it was immediately dispersed by a large amount of purple light, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely swallowed up.

With a "click" sound, Yang Qian opened the lid easily, and there was something the size of a fist with purple light inside.

Yang Gan smiled when he saw this, his eyes fell on this treasure, he took it in his hand and pinched it gently with his five fingers. It was extremely soft, and wisps of light shone in the light group, bright and dazzling.

"Huh?" Yinyue said softly, and a look of anthropomorphic surprise appeared on Xiaohu's face.

"You also recognize this thing." Yang Qian smiled slightly, shook one hand, and the light ball in his hand instantly turned into a purple mist, hovering above his head, but after being hit by a magic weapon, his original shape was revealed , fell into Yang Qian's hands again. (End of chapter)