Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 307 Awakening of Insects
March, Awakening of Insects.

When the Jingzhe Festival comes, the sound of thunder awakens the hibernating insects.

Although the chill in the sky still melts freely in the wind and permeates the earth, the weather has begun to warm up with the change of solar terms.

Finally, with the sound of spring thunder, orioles and swallows arrive, cuckoos urge the farming, and all things begin to sprout.

But in this chaotic world, farmland is left barren everywhere, and the number of people farming in the fields and countryside is extremely small.

Zhongzhou is separated from the east and west by a mountain range that looks like a sleeping dragon.

This was originally a dragon vein in Zhongzhou, but with the collapse of the Dayang Dynasty, the dragon energy has long disappeared from this dragon vein.

Fang Xuan was wearing a dark leather coat and walking among the mountains. Pei Qian was leaning on a thick log and following behind him, breathing heavily.

After coming out of Leizhou, Pei Qian insisted that Fang Xuan wear a thick fur coat because his internal injuries had not yet healed completely and the mountain was cold.

After leaving Leizhou, everyone went their separate ways.

It seemed that Sun Miaozhu had some things to deal with in Leizhou, so he parted with Fang Xuan early.

After returning to the ferry, Pei Zhizhen also brought several people from Taixuan Sect and escorted Xuan Yangzi back to Taixuan Sect.

This time, it was rare that Pei Qian was not taken back by force.

Three days later, Zhongzhou went to the capital.

There were a large number of guards in black armor standing at the city gate, and passers-by had to undergo extremely strict inspections.

Fang Xuan and Pei Qian were in the queue. Pei Qian asked curiously, "Could it be that something big happened in the capital? There was no such rule the last time we came here!"

Fang Xuan also knew this, so when it was their turn, he directly took out the token of the Martial Temple.

Seeing the token, the guards behaved quite politely and respectfully welcomed the two into Shangjing City.

The inside of the city gate was now full of people, and the crowd was talking at the moment.

"They're recruiting soldiers again! The world is in complete chaos!"

"Where are we going to send our troops this time?"

"Who knows? Anyway, whenever there is conscription these days, it's bound to be bad news!"

Looking at the notice on the wall, it was obviously a conscription notice, so Fang Xuan and Pei Qian did not join in the fun.

As for the matter of conscription, the two people who had just returned from Leizhou had the most say.

General Chu Yuanzhen, the commander of the Zhenxi Army, was beheaded, and 80,000 elite soldiers out of the 300,000-strong Leizhou army were killed in Leizhou City.

Moreover, Leizhou also lost a capable and warlike general like Chu Yuanzhen, and obviously became a hot commodity in the eyes of all parties.

Just on the third day after Chu Yuanzhen was killed by Fang Xuan, the Yizhou army went straight south, preparing to annex Leizhou in one fell swoop.

Although Zhenxi King Li Mingyan tried his best to resist, his army was still defeated.

There has been constant fighting in Leizhou, and Li Yuanzheng, who wants you to regain the territory of Dayang, naturally did not miss this opportunity.

One hundred thousand troops had already crossed the river to the west. In order to ease the pressure on the border with Yanzhou, Zhongzhou began a vigorous conscription campaign.

Haizhou is peaceful and tranquil.

Compared to the constant wars in various parts of Kyushu, Haizhou has been trying hard to restore its production economy since it was unified by the Dragon Whale Army.

Before and after the Waking of Insects, the fields that had long been abandoned were filled with people reclaiming the land.

In the governor's mansion, Fang Li sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed in and out.

After what happened last time, Fang Li secretly decided that he also wanted to embark on the path of cultivation, at least not to hold his brother back.

Sikong Jihuai, Ning Guanhai and others hurried in and looked at Fang Li without saying a word.

After Fang Li finished his breathing exercise, everyone served tea and chatted in the front hall.

"You two are so anxious, I guess something big must have happened!" Fang Li took a sip of warm tea and said slowly.

Since the last life-and-death experience, Fang Li now looks more like a high and mighty sovereign. His originally thin body gives people a very majestic feeling.

Sikong Jihuai bowed and said, "News has come from the spider web that the matter in Leizhou has been concluded. General Zhenxi Chu Yuanzhen was killed by Wumiao disciple Long Jing. Now Leizhou has been plunged into war on all sides." "Did it be my brother who killed Chu Yuanzhen?" Fang Li's calm face showed a hint of shock.

Long Jing is Fang Xuan's pseudonym, and it has long been no secret in the Longjing Army.

Fang Xuan has been away from Haizhou for three months, and now there is finally news.

Ning Guanhai smiled and nodded: "General Fang was able to kill Chu Yuanzhen easily, I'm afraid he must have become a warrior of the upper realm. We old guys are increasingly unable to catch up with him!"

Everyone was happy to hear the news about Fang Xuan, especially when they heard that Fang Xuan's strength had improved again.

Sikong Jihuai was silent for a moment, then spoke softly: "Marshal Fang, since all parties hope to get a share of Leizhou, shouldn't our Dragon Whale Army also take action?"

Ning Guanhai also looked at Fang Li seriously.

Fang Li frowned, looked at Sikong Jihuai, and asked, "Is this what everyone wants?"

It has been less than half a year since Haizhou was unified. Although people's livelihood has improved, it does not mean that the basis for continuing to send troops has been established.

Ning Guanhai took over the conversation and nodded, saying: "In fact, the most desired thing in the army right now is to go south and attack Yanzhou.

In the past, the Red Eyebrow Army chased us everywhere in Haizhou. Now we are the lord of Haizhou and have the strength to compete with the Red Eyebrow Army. The soldiers all want to vent their anger!"

What Ning Guanhai said also made sense.

Many people in the army, especially Yi Xiantian and others who followed Fang Xuan, were originally in Pingjiang County of Yanzhou, so fighting back to Yanzhou has always been their greatest hope!

Fang Li narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Since everyone has this idea, gather all the generals to the imperial study. I want to hear everyone's opinions!"

The two turned and left.

Fang Li had a blank expression on his face. He stood with his hands behind his back looking at the huge map of Kyushu behind him.

Yuezhou.

In the far north, there are thousands of miles of glaciers.

In this vast expanse of white snow-capped mountains, there is a small thatched cottage with smoke rising from it.

As the owner of this hut, the man washed and skinned the snow chicken that he had just caught from the glacier, and skillfully placed it on the fire. Just as he was about to take out the wine gourd from his waist to drink, a rare guest interrupted his interest.

The person who came was just an old man wearing a fur coat. He looked very fragile and vulnerable, but his eyes were exceptionally deep.

"I wonder what brings Mr. Sun from the Wu Temple to this vast glacier." The man did not even stand up, his attention always focused on the roasted snow chicken in front of him.

"Just take a stroll!" Sun Miaozhu shook off the snow on his body, blew on his hands, and felt the coldness on his body dispelled after entering the hut. He said in a flat voice: "Chu Yuanzhen failed to break through to the upper realm and fell."

Hearing this, the man took out the wine gourd and took a sip, his eyes pausing for a moment.

There was silence for a long time.

He said in a cold voice: "I just taught him a few techniques at the beginning. We were not a master and disciple. If he dies, he dies!"

"Don't you want to know who has the ability to kill a peak Blood Martial Saint?" Sun Miaozhu picked up a gourd that was exactly the same as the wine gourd in the man's hand from the table, opened it, sniffed it lightly, and put it back down.

"Not interested!" The man refused coldly and narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

Warriors who can break through to the upper realm are not simple. The man said this, but he was actually a little curious in his heart.

"His name is Fang Xuan, and he is a registered disciple of my Wu Temple." A smile appeared on Sun Miaozhu's face.

The man frowned immediately, and his tone suddenly became a little cold: "Longjing Army Commander, when did you become a disciple of your Martial Temple? And if you came here just to tell me these things, to prove the strength of your Martial Temple, you came to the wrong place!"

Seeing the man's right hand gently stroking the short knife at his waist, Sun Miaozhu's cheeks trembled slightly, "With your temper, if there is nothing wrong, I will never come to you in my life."

After saying that, Sun Miaozhu's expression instantly became serious: "I came here to tell you that in the battle between Fang Xuan and Chu Yuanzhen, Chu Yuanzhen finally used some means to successfully break through to the upper realm!"

Upon hearing that Chu Yuanzhen had broken through to the upper realm, the man's expression became serious. This also meant that Fang Xuan had truly killed a warrior of the upper realm with his own strength.

Afterwards, Sun Miaozhu's words shocked the man directly, and the huge force almost overturned the entire hut.

"Chu Yuanzhen has broken through to the upper realm, and a demonic aura has appeared on his body. He should be a small shrimp, but... there may be something wrong with those nine wells!"

(End of this chapter)