Chronicles of Celestial Origins

The two came to the second floor of the attic and found a seat at random. In the meantime, there were hundreds of wooden chairs in the spacious hall, and dozens of figures sitting there.

Xu An said: "You can't tell, there are quite a lot of people in this place."

"I really don't know what the point of them being so mysterious is?"

"Or maybe it's just a gimmick! It makes this place feel special."

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Xu, where do you think they will hold this gambling match? It can't be in this underground palace! It can't be used."

"Who knows!"

The two were chatting, and around noon, a man came from below and said, "The first betting game on horse racing will begin soon. Please follow me, fellow Taoists."

Everyone got up and followed him down to the attic, out of the palace, and walked more than ten miles to the end of the palace.

The leading man flipped his hand and took out a token. A red light shot out from it. The stone wall moved to both sides, revealing a wide bluestone passage inside.

The man walked inside first, followed closely by the others. The passage spiraled upwards, leading to the ground.

After traveling for more than a hundred miles, there was a roar and the ground moved to both sides. Everyone walked out one after another. In front of them was an empty mine valley with cliffs on both sides. The middle of the mountain wall was hollowed out to make a grandstand. cave.

"Fellow Taoists, please wait a moment at the cliff cave stand. The betting on horse racing will begin soon." After the man said this, he saw dozens of escaping lights rising up and heading towards the cliff caves on both sides. It was obvious that this was not the first time for these people. It’s time to watch the gambling game.

The two followed them to the stand between the cliffs on the left, where many wooden chairs were placed on the stone steps.

"This is too sloppy. It feels like it was found at a random place on the roadside. This Ten Thousand Spirit Stone is not worth it!" Xu An shook his head.

Tangning was speechless, sitting on the stone platform, with a clear view of the valley below.

About half an hour later, two escaping lights shot out from the distance and landed at the bottom of the valley, revealing the figures of four people.

They are two late-stage Jindan cultivators, each carrying a Foundation-building cultivator.

The two foundation-building monks are the protagonists of this gambling match. The handsome one is the one who goes by the pseudonym of Prince, and the burly one is the one who goes by the pseudonym of His Highness.

Everyone could clearly see between the cliffs. Two golden elixir monks tapped the prince and His Highness a few times, releasing the restriction of spiritual power in their bodies. They said a few words to them, and then they flashed. It is about a few miles away from the valley and blocks the front and rear ends of the valley.

An open space about ten miles in size was left as a place for the two to compete.

According to Tian Qingzhi, gambling games like this that imprison the monks themselves must be of an informal type.

I just don’t know if these two people have offended some force, or if they are unlucky guys who were caught directly by the organizer.

At the bottom of the valley, the two of them were hundreds of feet apart, motionless, and saw only a firework rising in the sky.

The two of them immediately moved. The prince took the lead and moved towards His Highness. At the same time, he formed a seal in his hand and countless brilliance gathered in the air. A huge figure emerged, about tens of feet tall.

The figure gradually turned into reality, with golden brilliance flowing around it. He held the escape in his left hand and straddled the sword in his right hand. He looked like a majestic general.

The prince's body flashed, entered from his mouth, and became one with it.

The huge golden figure's eyes flashed, he unsheathed his sword and slashed straight down.

His Highness clasped his hands together, and a black round shield appeared around him to protect him inside. The giant sword slashed down, and there was a boom, and the black round shield shook slightly.

The golden figure's attack failed, and he raised the giant sword, but saw countless golden rays of light all around him condensed on the sword body. The entire giant sword was shining with golden light, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The giant sword slashed down again, and the black round shield shook violently. Golden light and mysterious light intertwined. The giant sword slashed down again and again. In just three strikes, the black round shield shattered like a water curtain.

His Highness flew back, forming seals with his hands. The air was filled with black smoke, covering an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius. There were dark winds inside, and ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.

Both sides went back and forth, each showing off their skills. The entire battle lasted for about a quarter of an hour.

In the end, the monk named Prince won, but the monk named His Highness had his head removed.

The battle between the monks was not as bloody as the spiritual beasts, but it was also exciting. The prince was taken away after winning.

Tang Ning sighed slightly and felt quite emotional. The strength of these two people's skills was actually quite good. If they were placed in the Qian Yizong, they would definitely be the best. They would be the backbone of the sect in the future. Even he might not be able to defeat these two people back then. .

It's a pity that this is Qingzhou, and there are as many Nascent Souls as lackeys, let alone two foundation-building monks.

"The second competition will start in an hour. If you have purchased the second competition, you can do so later. If you have not placed any bets on the second competition, please follow me back." A masked man in black robe The man stood up and said.

Everyone then followed him back to the underground palace and received the spirit stone at the desk in the palace.

Tang Ning and Xu An came to the gambling house and played for another day. On the fourth day, Tian Qingzhi and others found them and the group left.

Everyone just had the mentality of traveling around and having fun, and didn't care about gains and losses. They talked and laughed all the way, talking about romance, and they were in a good mood.

Among the people, Han Qian suffered the biggest loss. He stayed in the gambling house for three or four days and lost more than 100,000 spirit stones.

But he has always kept his emotions and anger secretive, silent and taciturn, and there is no trace of dissatisfaction at all.

After traveling for a few days, everyone returned to Fengyun Pavilion and took a merchant ship to Yuanxian City. This trip took only more than a month.

………………

In the clear sea, the sun is high, and there are no clouds in the sky. In the waters near Wuying Island, several warships are patrolling along the surrounding area.

In the distance, dense black spots were overwhelming, like a moving continent.

The warship quickly turned around and sailed away quickly. Fireworks rose high in the sky and turned into a huge red rose.

The towering and majestic city outline, with warships and chariots covering the sky and sun, are lined up in front of the city outline.

In the city, the light comes and goes like a shuttle, and the people who come and go look panicked.

Until the setting sun sets in the west and the moon is high in the sky, outside the island, an overwhelming army of monsters comes, rushing towards the city walls.

Outside the city walls, warships and chariots slowly moved forward, facing the army of monsters that covered the sky with a loud roar.

A cannonball exploded among the monster beasts, and a huge airflow cloud rose into the air. The torn black hole in space swallowed up many surrounding monster beasts, and space ripples spread in all directions.

Densely packed artillery shells were fired at the swarming army of monsters like rain.

As time went by, more and more monsters came to the warship, and the two sides fought together.

A great battle lasted from dusk until the sky turned white the next day, and Xuanmen was defeated and retreated to the city walls.

At this moment, the entire Wuying Island was besieged by the Mubei Alliance legion. The overwhelming army of monsters and the warships and chariots that blocked the sky and the sun surrounded the city on all sides.

Not long after, more than a hundred escaping lights rose into the thick fog and began to break the formation.

A fierce island offensive and defensive battle has only begun now.

………………

Tangning stood on the city wall, expressionlessly watching the crowds coming and going below. Next to him was a huge black cannon, which was a fourth-order spiritual weapon called the Magnetic Cannon.

It has been more than ten years since he returned to Yuanxian City to recuperate. His right arm and left leg have long since recovered, and the Fourth Army has been reorganized and a large number of personnel have been mobilized.

These monks who were injured and returned to the rear to recuperate were also removed from the Fourth Army Corps and reorganized into the Nineteenth Army Corps to be responsible for frontline logistics affairs.

There have been endless wars over Qinghai in recent years, and the two sides have reached a stalemate and are still at a stalemate.

Generally speaking, although Xuanmen held on to the defense line around Tianyuan Island and repelled many attacks by the Mubei coalition, the situation was not optimistic, and reports of defeat came from time to time.

After Cangyun Island and Qiansha Island, Xuanmen lost two important islands, Xuanyu Island and Wuying Island.

During this period, Taixuanzong recruited about two million elite monks from various Xuanmen in Qingzhou to form more than a dozen legions, half of which were transferred to Qinghai.

The remaining legions were stationed in Fenghua City, ready to support Qinghai at any time.

Not to be outdone, the Mubei Allied Forces have mobilized the same dozen legions from various factions and are rushing towards Qinghai.

In the distance, a huge Tianling ship was slowly approaching. The flag on the bow read Nourishing the 19th Legion of the Qingzhou Xuanmen Alliance, and the chess flag on the stern read the three characters "Yun Shui Hao".

On the left, a ray of light shot out, revealing the figure of a bearded man. He was Huang Yuanjin, captain of the first team directly under the Sixth Column and Fifth Regiment of the 19th Army. Tang Ning was currently serving in this team.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, go check it out."

"Yes." Tang Ning responded. When the Tianling Ship stopped more than a hundred miles in front of the city, he flashed, stood up, and soon arrived on the deck of the warship.

There were dozens of monks lying on it, all of whom had fallen into unconsciousness, and there were about 20,000 to 30,000 monks lying or sitting around, all with their bodies mutilated.

Obviously, this was a warship transporting wounded soldiers on the front lines. Tangning walked straight into the cabin, where several figures stood in front of the huge console.

"Senior, I am a disciple of the city defense team of the 19th Army Corps. I have been ordered to check the identity of your fleet." Tang Ning saluted and said, turning his hand over and handing the token to the man in front of the main console.

The man didn't even look at it and directly handed the token to him.

Tang Ning's consciousness entered, confirmed her identity, left the cabin, returned to the city wall, and nodded to Huang Yuanjin.

Huang Yuanjin didn't say much, and returned to his duty station in a flash.

This kind of verification was just a formality. The Tianling Ship crossed over the city walls and slowly headed into the city.

A few days passed by in a flash. When the three-month rotation period came to an end, the Sixth Regiment took over the task of city defense. Everyone gathered one after another, boarded the Wind Spirit Ship, and headed into the city.

After walking for about three hours, when I returned to the garrison, I saw a huge mountain range, about a thousand miles wide, shrouded by a huge light curtain. This was the garrison of the column.

Everyone got off the warship and went back to their houses without mentioning anything.

……………

On Jining Island, in the remote mountain forest, rays of light intertwined, illuminating the entire night sky as if it were daytime. Huge white lotus fireworks enveloped an area hundreds of feet in radius, and the entire mountain forest turned into ashes in an instant.

The white fireworks lasted for about a hundred breaths, and suddenly there was a loud roar, like a cannonball exploding, and huge spiritual pressure swept across all directions.

After the loud bang, the world returned to tranquility, and the white fireworks disappeared.

In the forest, a man with a tall and straight body and a fair complexion stood in front of a huge mysterious beast. His complexion was a little pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

The man is none other than Xiao Mobai.

The Xuanmang monster in front of him has been broken into dozens of pieces, the ground is soaked with blood, and the fishy smell is pungent.

Xiao Mobai leaned down, turned his hand, took out a golden one-foot dagger, and cut open the giant python's corpse.

The golden dagger burst with light and cut open a section of the giant python's body, and took out a fist-sized black ball, which was the demon's liver and gallbladder.

Xiao Mobai put Mang Dan into his storage bag, condensed a white firework in his palm, and threw it towards the body of the monster. The white fireworks rose in the wind, wrapping the broken body of the monster, and burned it to ashes in a short time. .

He jumped into the air, traveled less than a hundred miles, and fell into the mountains and forests below.

There were more than a dozen monster beast corpses inside, as well as more than a hundred monks, gathered around and discussing something.

"Senior Xiao." When everyone saw him disappearing from the light, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"How's it going? Is everyone okay?"

The bearded man nodded: "Fortunately, Senior Xiao took action in time and lured the third-order giant python away, otherwise we would have died without any doubt. It's a pity that Fellow Taoist Fengyuan, Fellow Daoist Xunxian, and Fellow Daoist Wang Weizhi, Four Taoist friends, Li Huan, were killed and died in the mouths of these beasts."

Xiao Mobai patted him on the shoulder: "Now the entire Jining Island is dominated by demons. We survive in the middle of these furry and horned people. This is not the first time something like this has happened, and it will not be the last time. Maybe one day even I will lose my life.”

“Only by working together and uniting as one can we survive.”

"Take away those young children who are holding spiritual roots. We must evacuate immediately. We cannot stay here any longer. There may be other monsters passing through here, and the fishy smell will attract them."

"Yes." Everyone responded, turned around and walked towards a cave in the distance.

There was an underground passage inside, about three to four feet wide and bottomless. Everyone walked along the tunnel for a thousand feet, and suddenly it became clear.

There are a lot of houses in the middle, and there are twenty or thirty children living in each room, practicing.

The crowd brought out all the children in the basement. There were about four to five hundred children in total. The older ones were more than ten years old and the younger ones were five or six years old. They filed out in formation.

All the children looked at Xiao Mobai and the corpses of the spirit beasts behind him with wide eyes and curiosity. Their eyes were filled with envy and disbelief. Some of the bolder ones even asked the surrounding monks to inquire about the situation.

"Is everyone here?" Xiao Mobai asked, looking at the many children standing neatly in front of him.

"Yes, there are a total of five hundred and seventy-six people with spiritual roots who have not transformed into mortals." One person answered.

A firework rose up from Xiao Mobai's palm and bounced onto the monster corpses behind him, wiping out more than a dozen monster corpses in the blink of an eye.

When the children saw this, they let out exclamations one after another.