Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in a flash.

During this period, the battle situation in Qinghai gradually became clear. Xuanmen suffered successive defeats in Qinghai, resulting in extremely heavy casualties and the loss of many heavily-garrisoned islands.

Reports of defeat have spread to the rear again and again. So far, Xuanmen has suffered nearly a million casualties and wounded monks. No matter where you go in Yuanxian City, you can hear discussions about the battle situation on the Qinghai front line.

People are now in panic. There is news that the Qingzhou Xuanmen Alliance has planned to abandon Qinghai and retreat to the interior.

There is also news that the senior officials of Xuanmen took the initiative to send people to negotiate with the Mubei Demon in exchange for the willingness to withdraw from Qinghai in exchange for the two sides' willingness to rule the world and stop the war, but the Mubei Demon refused.

All kinds of rumors have spread throughout the streets.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, one thing is certain, Xuanmen may not be able to sustain it for long in Qinghai. This is almost everyone's consensus.

The fact that Fenghua City began to deploy various formation restrictions and defense lines also supported this point.

In the dim room, the green flames in the pill cauldron were burning brightly. Tang Ning concentrated on observing the changes in the pills and adjusting the size of the flame.

After a long time, he patted the alchemy cauldron, and a round pill spit out from the mouth of the alchemy cauldron. It was the third-level low-grade Huang Yuandan.

After decades of attempts at refinement, he finally succeeded in refining a Huang Yuan Dan ten years ago.

After that, he studied every day and went to the alchemy room whenever he had free time. He stayed there for more than ten days. As more and more Huang Yuandan were successfully refined, his skills became more and more mature. Nowadays, there are already The success rate is four to five out of ten.

Tang Ning moved her hand and took the elixir into her hand. Feeling the surging spiritual power contained in it, she nodded with satisfaction, turned around, threw a pill on the desk into the elixir cauldron, and continued to refine it.

Refining Huang Yuandan requires fire veins of level three or above to dissolve the pills, and then use the own pill fire to draw the main medicine and auxiliary ingredients into the pills.

The so-called elixir fire refers to the spiritual fire generated by the golden elixir in the Linghai cave.

The green flame in the alchemy cauldron is the third-level top-level fire vein Youkun Fire. It is more than enough to dissolve the pills made from the Thousand Yuan Fruit and Cloud Frost Grass. In this alchemy room, one thousand souls must be paid every day. It can be used only for a stone fee.

Until around noon the next day, Tang Ning finished refining the last pill on the desk, wiped the sweat from his forehead, put away more than ten pills in the wooden box, and left the room.

Outside is a straight and deep corridor with numerous stone chambers on both sides, all of which are dedicated to alchemy.

After passing through several corners and walking along many long corridors, they arrived at the spacious hall. A man wearing "Fengyun Chamber of Commerce" clothing stood in front of the desk. Seeing Tangning approaching, he smiled and said: "What do you need, fellow Taoist?"

Tangning turned her hand over and handed him a black token.

The man took the token, picked up a book on the desk, and flipped through it: "This time, fellow Taoist monks used Alchemy Room No. 46 for a total of 12 days. The fee was 12,000 spirit stones and the refund fee was 18,000 spirit stones." Shi, are fellow Taoists leaving now?”

Tang Ning turned her hand over and handed him a black bottle: "Replace this bottle of Huang Yuandan and the remaining spirit stones with Thousand Yuan Fruit and Cloud Frost Grass."

The man took the black bottle, opened it, took a look, and said: "There are thirty Huang Yuan Dan, fifty-four thousand spirit stones, plus the remaining eighteen thousand spirit stones, a total of seventy-two thousand spirit stones. It needs to be exchanged for Equal parts Thousand Dollar Fruit and Cloud Frost Grass?”

"Yes." Tang Ning responded. According to the market price, thirty Huang Yuan Dan is 60,000 spirit stones. However, if sold to a shop, it will definitely be 10 to 20% lower than the market price. According to the market conditions, if sold to other shops, the price will be even lower. Up to two percent.

Just because it is refined in this shop, the resale price in this shop is only 10% lower than the market price.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The man waved, and not far away, a woman who was also wearing the uniform of the Chamber of Commerce and standing on standby walked quickly and saluted: "Master Wu, what do you want me to do?"

"Seventy-two thousand spiritual stones, exchange them for equal parts of Thousand Yuan Fruit and Cloud Frost Grass. Go and get them for this fellow Taoist."

"Yes." The woman responded and left.

Not long after, Fu returned and handed a storage bag to Tang Ning: "Senior, twelve copies of Thousand Yuan Fruit and twelve copies of Cloud Frost Grass are all here. Please check them."

Tangning took the storage bag and searched inside with her spiritual consciousness.

Inside are neatly stacked twelve egg-sized orange-red spiritual fruits and twelve beads of one-foot-long silvery-white spiritual grass, which are the two main herbs of Huang Yuandan, Qianyuanguo and Cloud Frost Grass.

This is a third-level elixir with a maturity period of twenty-five years. The price is three thousand spirit stones for one portion, and two portions are six thousand spirit stones.

A mature Thousand Yuan Fruit is usually two liang in weight, while a cloud frost grass is about one or two taels in weight, and the difference is only one yuan at most.

According to the dosage ratio of medicinal herbs, one Thousand Yuan Fruit and Cloud Frost Grass can refine ten Huang Yuan Dan.

In the past, when Tang Ning was refining elixirs, she would get free elixirs and herbs directly from the Qianyi Sect, which could save a lot of costs.

But now that he has left the sect, there is no longer a free supply of elixirs and herbs, so he has to spend spirit stones to buy these herbs.

With his current skills, the success rate of refining Huang Yuandan for ten herbs is only 40%. Excluding the cost of the elixir, the cost of the alchemy room is equivalent to the amount he has been able to barely make a profit until now.

In the past, he had invested millions of spiritual stones in this area. This is why there are very few experts in alchemy and weapon refining among casual cultivators.

The initial investment in these techniques is too large and takes a long time. Without the support of the sect or the forces behind them, it is impossible to bear such expenses.

Tangning was not a casual cultivator in the strict sense. At least he had a salary of 300,000 spiritual stones per year.

"If you think there is no problem, fellow Taoist, please sign here and pledge it!" The man handed him the booklet in his hand.

Tang Ning signed the signature on it and left the main hall. After walking for a day, she returned to the Sixth Column station room, went to the stone bed, and fell asleep soon after.

When he woke up, it was already the evening of the next day. He stretched out, sat cross-legged, and practiced with his eyes closed.

A few days passed by in a blink of an eye.

Tang Ning left the room, came to a stone palace, and walked straight in. There were seven or eight people sitting inside. He and a few of them nodded slightly, and immediately took their seats in a remote corner.

As time went by, many people came to the temple one after another.

About a quarter of an hour later, two men and a woman came in from outside.

The leader is wearing the costume of Taixuanzong. He is Huang Yuanjin, the captain of the first team directly under the Sixth Column and Five Columns. The woman on the left behind him is wearing the costume of "Qingquan Zong" and is the inspector Qiu Baiping of the first team directly under the command. The man on the right is wearing the costume of "Baoxianzong". , is directly subordinate to Zeng Gan, the deputy captain of the first team.

The three of them walked to the top and sat down. Huang Yuanjin said: "All fellow Taoists are here. The task given to our column this time is to patrol the city. Our team is specifically responsible for the inspection of "Fangyuanli" and "Jinxuanli" for a period of time. It’s three months.”

"Another thing is that due to the heavy casualties among the monks in the frontline legion, Fenghua City deployed a large number of manpower to support the Qinghai front line, resulting in Fenghua City having insufficient troops and empty defenses."

"The headquarters has decided to transfer some of the legions stationed in Yuanxian City to Fenghua City to supplement the teams with incomplete structures. The specific list will be issued soon. Fellow Taoists, please be prepared."

"When the order comes, everyone on the list will have to go to Fenghua City to serve as supplementary soldiers."

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly fell into a commotion, with everyone whispering and whispering to each other.

Because there had been rumors before that Xuanmen would abandon Qinghai and retreat to the interior. This time the Xuanmen Alliance headquarters made this decision and transferred the monks stationed in Yuanxian City to Fenghua City to supplement its garrison strength. There is no doubt that it is confirmed this rumor.

That is to say, the senior officials of Xuanmen are already planning to give up on Qinghai, otherwise why would they need to replenish Fenghua City's defense force? If they really need to replenish manpower, it should be done by Qinghai's frontline team.

Once the Xuanmen Alliance abandons Qinghai and retreats inland, Fenghua City will undoubtedly become the frontline, and everyone will have to face a life-or-death battle with the Mubei demon.

"Fellow Taoists, please be quiet." Qiu Baiping said: "The specific transfer list is directly determined by the headquarters and is not decided by the regiment column. Anyone may be transferred, even the legion commander is no exception."

"Senior Huang, when will the transfer list be finalized?" a man asked.

"It can range from within a month to as long as half a year. The specific time has not been determined yet. I only found out about it when I attended the alliance meeting yesterday. The alliance captain asked us to try not to travel far in the near future, because we may go to Fenghua City at any time."

"Then after we are transferred to Fenghua City, will we still belong to the 19th Army Corps?" Another person asked.

"Of course I don't belong. You will belong to whichever team you are transferred to."

"Does this mean that the alliance will give up on Qinghai, and we will have to confront the Mubei demon head-on?"

"I know that many fellow Taoists are worried about this, but these are just rumors. At least the headquarters has not issued a clear notice to retreat inland, and there are still a large number of our troops stationed in Qinghai."

This matter caused a heated discussion in the hall, and everyone raised doubts one after another. About half an hour later, Huang Yuanjin said: "It's almost time to go to the alliance to assemble. Fellow Taoists, come with me!"

Everyone then filed out of the stone palace, and after a short while, they arrived in front of the fifth regiment's meeting hall. There were many teams waiting here, and soon, a wind spirit ship came galloping towards them.

Everyone flashed and arrived on the deck of the warship. The Wind Spirit Ship carried everyone to the southwest and arrived at the place where the vehicle and ship docked.

Each team of monks boarded their own team's chariots and ships. Many warships sailed out of the curtain of light and gradually went their separate ways, patrolling in the area responsible for planning.

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The sun was high in the sky, there were no clouds in the sky, and there was endless green under the feet. The huge warship burst into light, piercing the sky, and silver-white thunder arcs shone around it.

Tang Ning sat cross-legged on the bow deck, closing his eyes and practicing Qi. After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and exhaled. There were monks sitting cross-legged everywhere on the deck, at least tens of thousands of them.

The flag of the Seventh Legion was flying on the bow of the ship, and the three characters "Gu Yue" were written on the flag sail at the end of the bed.

The sky above was filled with starlight, and it was already dark, but the light of the warship illuminated the surrounding world as if it were daytime. This was a Leizi ship bound for Fenghua City, and the ship was carrying monks from various legions stationed in Yuanxian City.

These people were recruited by the headquarters to supplement the troops of the Seventh Army, and since then they have joined various teams of the Seventh Army.

The Seventh Army had previously had a head-on confrontation with Mubei's Ninth Army in Qinghai, resulting in heavy casualties. Due to the incomplete organization, they retreated to Fenghua City. They were there to fill the vacancies of the Seventh Army's dead and wounded monks.

Tang Ning looked around and saw the bustling crowds sitting around with their eyes closed, or gathering in groups of twos and threes to chat. Almost everyone had a slightly sad look on their face, and she sighed inwardly.

From these people, we can see the state of the entire Xuanmen. Everyone does not want to fight with the Mubei demon, and is as afraid of it as a tiger. On the battlefield, the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road. How can we win if we are so timid and avoid danger? ?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing at himself. Even he himself was trying every possible means to escape from the front line, so who had the right to blame these people.

Tang Ning sighed slightly, took out a pill, swallowed it, and continued to sit cross-legged to practice Qi.

The Lei Zi ship moved forward, and after a few days, it finally arrived at Fenghua City. The war ship slowly sailed into the city and came to a cyan light curtain.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, there was a gap in the melting point of the light curtain, and more than ten escaping lights flashed out from inside. They came to the deck of the warship and went straight into the cabin. After a while, they returned to the deck again.

The leader was white-faced, beardless, in his forties, and dressed in Shangyuan Sect clothes. As for his cultivation level, it was beyond Tang Ning's ability to discern. Not only him, but also the actual cultivation level of the dozen or so people behind him. He didn't know anything either.

They are all monks at at least the God Transformation level, possibly higher.

"Fellow Daoists, thank you for coming all the way. The headquarters of the Seventh Army has arrived. Please come with us, fellow Daoists!" the pale-faced man said, with spiritual power rolling out of his voice and reaching everyone's ears clearly.

"Please come here, fellow Taoist disciples from the 21st Legion."

"Please come here, former fellow Taoist from the 17th Legion."

"Please come here, former fellow Taoist of the 19th Legion."

Everyone stood up one after another and divided into three queues according to the words. This Leizi ship has monks from their three legions. Each legion has allocated 10,000 men, and a total of 30,000 people have been recruited into the seventh legion.

Under the leadership of the man from Shangyuan Sect, everyone jumped into the light and entered the light curtain.

Inside, there are towering mountains and peaks.

After everyone entered, under the leadership of the leading monk, they turned into three torrents and went their separate ways.