Immortal Refiner

In midsummer, the vast Bandong grassland is like a green ocean. The strong wind blows through, and the dense grassland forms ripples.

On this vast grassland, there are many nomadic tribes like the Tuva tribe, who make a living by grazing cattle and sheep.

There are two countries adjacent to the south of the prairie, one is Liang Kingdom and the other is Maple Kingdom.

Previously, horse thieves from the grasslands would go south to plunder food every autumn, but last year they unexpectedly stopped.

Did these horse thieves, who had always been hungry for food, really realize their conscience and give up the robbery?

The answer is naturally no!

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks.

In the sea of ​​green, groups of cavalry suddenly appeared on the grassland.

In front of them was a grassland tribe that had just arrived here as nomads.

The leader of this large group of cavalry was a rather sinister-looking one-eyed dragon with a fleshy face. His only one eye was filled with a ferocious and cruel light.

"Chief Tuwahar, the Mulan tribe's camp is just ahead." A man who looked like a strategist rode forward and said.

Yes, the leader was none other than Tuwahar, the leader of the horse thieves who once attacked Wu Lijun.

At the beginning, he only commanded a cavalry team of more than 5,000 people. Now, behind him, this team has expanded to more than 30,000 people. It is so majestic that it can absolutely crush anything that stands in front of them.

"Same as before, we have to persuade them to surrender first. We are all citizens of the grassland. It would be a pity to lose them internally." Tuvahar said, squinting his one eye.

After fighting on the grassland for more than a year, he has almost integrated most of the tribes in the southern part of the Bandong grassland. The remaining tribes are no longer fearful.

His one eye was blinded during the battle.

But Tuvahar has no regrets. Compared with the grand plan in his heart, what does it mean to be blind in one eye?

"There is almost not enough food in each camp. Should we go south this year..."

Hearing the opinion of the military advisor, Tuvahar shook his head with a grim smile and said, "No, I won't go south this year. If there is not enough food, I will kill all the cattle and sheep."

"Aren't there several tribes in front of us? After integrating these tribes, the cattle and sheep in their tribes were also slaughtered and distributed to everyone as food."

After hearing this, the wise military counselor naturally understood the meaning contained in it. .

All the cattle and sheep have been slaughtered, which means that no new lambs or calves will be born in the coming year, and the way back is completely cut off!

Tuvahar is a madman, a madman with great ambitions.

After integrating so many tribes, the number of available soldiers behind them expanded to more than 30,000 people. This was definitely an unprecedentedly powerful force on the grassland.

As for Tuvahar, who has such a powerful cavalry, it is obvious what he wants to do.

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The imperial capital of Maple Kingdom, Shengtian.

As autumn approaches, some maple trees on the streets begin to turn red.

This year, the horse thieves on the other side of the grassland still have no intention of going south to plunder, and they haven't even seen their shadows.

Because of peace, the imperial capital became more and more prosperous, with an endless flow of caravans and poems and songs that were spread all over the world.

In such a peaceful and prosperous age, Li Qing still practiced martial arts tirelessly. With the help of tiger bone health wine, his martial arts had begun to speed up.

"call!"

In the blacksmith shop, Li Qing stretched his limbs, and then he touched his skin, and the smile on his lips became stronger.

"The first level of the Golden Body Technique! It's done!"

With the help of medicinal wines such as tiger bone health wine, the martial arts that originally took three years to master now only takes about a year and a half.

Li Qing is twenty years old this year, and his physical strength has reached its peak.

In addition, his internal strength also became more powerful.

Now, it is no exaggeration to say that he can easily fight against warriors with five or six levels of external strength by himself.

"Inner energy, what exactly is inner energy..."

Li Qing narrowed his eyes and once again thought hard about this problem that had troubled him for a long time.

He is already a martial artist at the peak of his external strength, but now he has hit a bottleneck. Especially since he has several outstanding martial arts skills, it is rare that he does not know how to move forward.

Li Qing, who was a little troubled, drank a glass of tiger bone wine.

The spicy and strong medicinal wine entered his throat, and the power of the medicine spread through his body, making his body feel warm all of a sudden.

Coupled with the cultivation of the first level of the Golden Body Technique, his physical body is now powerful to an exaggerated level.

Click!

He squeezed his hand slightly, and the wine glass in his hand was completely and completely shattered. When he opened his hand again, a pool of powder flowed from his palm and between his fingers.

All this is just based on his arrogant and unreasonable power!

But in the palm of his hand, no trace could be seen. It was still intact. The first level of the Golden Body Technique had already shown obvious results.

"It's time to find time to ask others for advice. If you just blindly fumble by yourself, you'll probably have to figure it out for the rest of the year!"

After finishing his words, Li Qing stood up and his figure flashed across the room.

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Imperial Capital, Xiliu Street.

Even at night, this street is still brightly lit, even more lively than during the day.

Just because this street is full of brothels and restaurants, standing on the street and looking around, you can clearly see the girls leaning on the railings and singing and dancing on the buildings on both sides of the street.

"Hehe, look, the hero Zhang Lai from Feiyun Martial Arts School is drunk again!"

"Young Master Zhang, when will you come to Lichunfang to have a drink with me?"

"Master Zhang Lai, the girls in our Jinfeng Building have been waiting for you so hard!"

"..."

On the street, Zhang Lai, who was so drunk that he couldn't even walk steadily, had a very red cheek, but still had a wild smile on his face:

"Hahahaha, sister Xiaorong, I will definitely do it next time, I have something important to do today and I have to go back to the martial arts school!"

As he said that, he staggered towards the outside of the street.

On this street, the most abundant thing is drunkards. Every morning when the sun comes out, you can always see a few drunkards who are as drunk as dead pigs.

It can be seen how well the order of Xiliu Street is maintained, not for anything else, but because this is the common territory of the three major martial arts halls in the city.

Just like that, Zhang Lai shook his head and left the brightly lit Xiliu Street step by step, walking farther and farther into the dark alley.

But when his figure completely sank into the darkness, a thin figure followed him at a corner of the alley.

Almost in a flash, the drunk Zhang Lai seemed to realize something, and he felt panic inexplicably.

Hmm?

Turning around, a palm like a goshawk's claw directly pierced his throat.

"Uh..."

Bang!

Without even a scream, Zhang Lai fell straight into the darkness.

Blood gushed out of his throat like a spring, accompanied by a strong smell of blood, instantly dyeing the surrounding ground red.

The skinny young man squatted down and put his hand on Zhang Lai's abdomen. He was like an experienced hunter, calm and steady!

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