I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The body-shattering invisible sword energy is indeed Zhou Yi's original creation.

After practicing the Epiphyllum Collection for a long time, the infuriating energy is boundless, and many mysterious usages have been comprehended.

Most of them are inspired by the martial arts of the predecessors, such as capturing dragon hands, protecting the body, etc., only from the shoulder blades and ribs to condense the true energy into the arms, which is unprecedented.

Zhouyi simplifies this method and compiles it into a broken body and invisible sword energy.

After the cultivation is completed, sword energy can be shot out from any large acupoint around the body, which is hard to guard against.

The Immortal Golden Body is based on the Vajra Immortal Kungfu, which is integrated with external exercises such as golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt, and iron head exercise, and becomes a horizontal exercise that combines internal and external.

The kung fu improved the flaw of the indestructible magic kung fu that consumes too much energy, but it also requires extra energy to exercise outside.

After Dacheng, True Qi and Body Refining burst out at the same time, complementing each other, and the power is even stronger than the original version.

"You two walk in the rivers and lakes, you must take care of each other, and don't cause trouble or murder."

Zhou Yi warned: "If there is a crime, don't blame the teacher for not thinking about the old love and cleaning up the house with his own hands!"

The two kowtowed together: "I would like to follow Master's instruction."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and said, "Go down the mountain."

Gu Xiao said with concern: "When will the master leave the customs, the disciples should make preparations."

Zhou Yi's gaze was flickering, as if he had seen through Gu Xiao's mind, he changed his mind, and found a reason to say.

"As a teacher, this retreat is to break through the innate, and it is very dangerous. If there is no news in three or five years, there is no need to wait any longer."

Gu Xiao respectfully said: "I burn incense and chant scriptures in the morning and evening to pray for the master."

"Fate is determined by people, why do you need to pray for the gift of gods?"

Zhou Yi leaped, stepped on the water surface and flew out tens of feet, stood in the middle of Tianchi and slowly sank to the bottom of the water.

The innate yin and cold air in the water is more intense, the refining speed is far faster than the outside world, and the breathing method is used to perform the fetal breath method. If you are thirsty, you can directly go to the river water, and if you are hungry, there will be fish and shrimps at the bottom of the lake.

This is a real retreat and penance, not knowing the cycle of day and night, not knowing the changes of time.

Since then.

Yanbo Diaosou never appeared again, and was gradually forgotten by the world.

...

Taichang thirteen years.

The Empress Dowager passed away, and Emperor Taichang was in charge.

the following year.

Marshal Xie was ordered to lead his troops to patrol the north, and fought against the Zhenbei army, winning consecutive battles and pushing thousands of miles across.

...

early october.

The cold wind in northern Xinjiang is biting, thousands of miles are covered with ice, and thousands of miles are covered with snow.

Snow Wolf Valley.

Stretching for more than a hundred miles, the cliffs on both sides are hundreds of feet of ice.

In the season when there were few people, the valley was very lively, crowded with people, horses and horses neighing, and tens of thousands of troops marched slowly for tens of miles.

at the same time.

On the top of the cliffs on both sides, thousands of soldiers appeared, all wearing snow-white cotton clothes.

Among them were two middle-aged men, the leader was weak and pale, and the white bear fur cloak was tightened when the wind blew past.

The man next to him was wearing unlined clothing, facing the bitter cold wind, without any sense of shivering.

"Your Majesty, the imperial army has already entered the game, so there is no need to personally supervise the battle, just return to the camp and wait for the good news, don't hurt your bones."

"Thank you Brother Feng for your concern."

The frail middle-aged man was Zhang Liang, the son of the King of Zhenbei, and the real commander of the Zhenbei Army. He said worriedly: "Today's battle is related to the safety of northern Xinjiang. It's hard to feel at ease if you don't see it with your own eyes."

Feng Ze nodded slightly, full of admiration for Zhang Liang.

Back then, he and his father defected to northern Xinjiang, and were rejected by many generals of the Zhenbei Army. It was the elder son Zhang Liang who dealt with it that made their father and son stand firm.

Afterwards, Zhang Liang even advocated the research and development and training of the firearms army in secret, without publicity.

"There must be a battle between the Zhenbei Army and the imperial court!"

Zhang Liang suggested that the king of Zhenbei should show weakness and give in everywhere, let the court relax its vigilance, and buy more time to train the new army.

At the beginning of the battle, the Zhenbei Army only dispatched a very small number of firearms troops, most of which were still dominated by cold weapons.

Waiting for the right time and place to wipe out the main force of the imperial court in one fell swoop.

Feng Ze asked puzzledly, "How does the prince conclude that Marshal Xie will take the risk of advancing into the Snow Wolf Valley?"

Snow Wolf Valley's terrain is dangerous and not suitable for marching, but the other end leads directly to Zhenbei City, which is thousands of miles shorter than the ground attack, and can attack unexpectedly.

"Only 70% sure."

Zhang Liang said: "Thirty percent comes from Marshal Xie. I have thought about this person's experience over and over again. At first, he was just a down-and-out martial artist who lived on the empty salary of the government soldiers."

"At the same time that Zhou Du's male horse stepped into the rivers and lakes, Xie made a lot of achievements by relying on his ancestral method of training and deploying troops. However, after careful inspection, it will be found that the ones he defeated were only bandits and water bandits."

"Afterwards, we also relied on new types of artillery to destroy the Nanman. Otherwise, how could we have failed to make any achievements in the past few years?"

"Afterwards, supporting Emperor Taichang and ranking among the generals of the world's soldiers and horses is from Conglong, not military merit."

Zhang Liang paused and continued: "So I speculate that Marshal Xie is only suitable to be a general. He is probably a bit smart to stand in line, but far from being a handsome man!"

"That makes sense."

Feng Ze didn't think much of Marshal Xie, his father was the real contributor to destroying the country, and now Daqing's ability to rule the Northwest Territory is still the legacy of King Taiping.

"What is the other 40% certainty?"

Zhang Liang replied: "Thirty percent is a secret report from the middle of the capital. The Taichang Emperor ordered the internal servants to supervise the army, and secretly ordered Marshal Xie to capture Zhenbei City a year ago to celebrate the New Year!"

"Isn't this nonsense..."

Feng Ze couldn't help shaking his head, it's no wonder that the imperial army had already set up camp in early September, and they will continue to lead the army when the snow melts in spring next year.

This is a strategy that is sure to win when you are mature, don't use surprise soldiers, don't be greedy for great achievements, and use the imperial court's brilliant momentum to sweep the Zhenbei army.

"The remaining 10% will be left to God!"

When Zhang Liang spoke, his eyes looked at the tens of thousands of troops at the bottom of the valley, his eyes flashed intolerable, no matter what his position was, he was a real person, the pillar of his family as a husband and father.

"It's almost time, raise the wolf smoke!"

After a while.

Beams of smoke rose into the sky, like pillars of heaven erected on the cliff,

Seeing the wolf smoke at the bottom of the valley, the army of the imperial court suddenly became chaotic. After all, they are elite soldiers who have fought a hundred battles.

However, it was too late. A large amount of explosives were buried every ten miles in the valley, and they ignited immediately after the smoke rose.

The rumbling sound continued, and the shock caused an avalanche.

Countless soldiers were buried alive in the snow, and the soldiers who survived by chance encountered large-scale bombardment.

The artillery cast by the Zhenbei Army is far inferior to the imperial army in terms of range and power. However, it is condescending and easily destroys the enemy.

The bombardment lasted for most of the day, and after the end, Snow Wolf Valley was completely silent.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Liang coughed violently a few times, and ordered: "Collect the court supplies, and go south to Chen Bing's three prefectures in northern Xinjiang!"

Feng Ze asked in surprise, "Do you still want to fight?"

"do not fight."

Zhang Liang said: "Suppressing the Northern Army is no match for the imperial court at all. It is inferior in firearms and logistics. It is enough to get on the negotiating table and get compensation!"

In the battle of Snow Wolf Valley, the Zhenbei Army consumed more than half of its shells and could no longer support a large-scale battle.

The suppression of the three prefectures in northern Xinjiang is to make the imperial court unclear about the truth, and to get more benefits at the negotiating table.

Feng Ze reminded: "The imperial court will not let it go. After regrouping, it will definitely go to the north tour. It must get enough benefits to prepare for the war."

"It's nothing more than land and compensation."

Zhang Liang said: "There are large plains and mountains in the east of northern Xinjiang, which are rich in products. Due to the severe cold climate, the population is only a few hundred thousand. The imperial court has never cared about it. After it is taken, there will be no shortage of resources."

Feng Ze sighed and said, "We have won such a great battle, but we can only talk about peace. When will we be able to come to the capital?"

Zhang Liang pondered for a long time before speaking slowly.

"Wait until Prime Minister Tang is gone!"

...

Taichang thirteen years.

winter.

The main force of the Zhenbei army set up an ambush in the Tianlang Valley, and the prince of Zhenbei came to supervise the battle in person, and defeated the 150,000 imperial army, winning a complete victory.

Marshal Xie died for the country, and the Zhenbei Army intends to go south, shaking the court.

Emperor Taichang sent envoys to seek peace, recognized King Zhenbei's rights in northern Xinjiang, withdrew all court officials, ceded the northeast area of ​​Daqing, and compensated 15 million taels of silver.

...

Tianchi.

The mountains were covered by heavy snow, and the lake was frozen several feet thick with ice.

suddenly.

The underwater undercurrent surged, the ice surface creaked, a crack extended in all directions, and there was a loud bang that splashed water several feet high.

Zhou Yi stood in the air, his robes fluttering, like a fairy.

"I don't know what age I am now, let's go down the mountain and ask!"

While muttering to himself, the void moved across a distance of hundreds of feet, and the sword-shaped ice crystals under his feet couldn't help being driven by true energy, and shattered into powder. Zhou Yi just landed slowly,

"Looking for a sword-armor, combined with the Heavenly Sword Art, may be able to fly with the sword as in the legend."

Even if the sword god Wuming used the Heavenly Sword Jue, he would only be able to fly over a hundred feet without stopping his true energy. However, Zhou Yi's true energy is so majestic that it can fly thousands of feet without resting.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is no different from Yujian flying.

Tianchi waterside.

The thatched hut where he used to live temporarily has collapsed, and most of it is buried in the snow. There is a bump of earth on the side, and a blue stone tablet is erected.

It reads: The tomb of Master Yanbo Diaosou, disciple Gu Xiao knocked on it.

It was signed on the ninth day of September in the eighth year of Taichang.

"Jie jie jie..."

Zhou Yi laughed strangely, just thinking it was funny.

"Our family is already dead, but there is only Xiao'er on the stele, why is Yun'er's name missing?"