Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The morning glow of dawn tore the silence of the night.

Outside the original Akagi.

Tantaixuan was dressed in armor and had a solemn face. He stepped on the chariot, and the wheels of the chariot rolled over the white snow, leaving heavy marks.

There was snow in the sky, and the cold snow covered the earth with a thick layer of white coat.

Jiang Li was dressed in silver armor and was pulling a red horse. The horse was snorting hot, like a ball of blazing flames in the white snow.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to attack with us."

Jiang Li looked at Tantaixuan who was stepping on the chariot, and said.

But Tantaixuan shook his head, waved his hands and said: "My Daxuan soldiers are charging forward, but how can I hide behind?"

"To fight...to fight together."

What Tantaixuan said was categorical.

Jiang Li took a deep breath, "If the king can go to battle in person, it will be better, and the soldiers will be more imposing."

Tantaixuan smiled, and looked in the direction of Wangwang Tiancheng.

The Overlord attacked Wangtian City. With the army of Xiliang and a first-class cultivator like Bawang, it was not difficult to break through Wangtian City. Even, the battle had already ended, and the Xiliang army was already preparing to attack the imperial capital.

Jiang Li said to strive for speed, and Mo Ju also said to strive for speed.

But, in fact, Tantaixuan really didn't have confidence, the Xiliang army led by Overlord...was too strong.

Of course, Tantaixuan didn't underestimate himself, he believed that his Daxuan army was not weak either!

The drums are beating and the flags are flying.

The dull sound of the trumpet blew, shattering the white snow in the sky.

Jiang Li got on his horse.

"You protect the king well."

Jiang Li put on the silver helmet, looked at the two Xuanwu guards, and said seriously.

Then, holding a silver long spear, his legs clamped the horse's belly, the horse's hooves exploded, and the mud splashed.

The sound of neighing exploded between heaven and earth.

The red horse trampled out.

Jiang Li ran among the Daxuan army, shouting slogans loudly, and ordered the Daxuan army to line up and slowly advance towards the original Chicheng with the sound of war drums.

The process of fighting is tragic.

Because there is no such powerful practitioner of physical possession as Overlord.

Therefore, it is not easy to break through the original Chicheng, but there is an ingenious siege plan left by Mo Beike, a Mohist tycoon, and Jiang Li's formation of troops.

Although the battle was cruel, it was much easier than imagined.

The original Chicheng has also been taken over by the Black Dragon Guard, and the strong men of the Thirteenth Armor of the Black Dragon led the Black Dragon Guard to launch an attack.

The Great Xuan Army immediately suffered heavy casualties, after all, with the addition of the Black Dragon Guard.

The army of practitioners is simply a meat grinder on the battlefield.

Holding a silver spear in his hand, Jiang Li stared angrily, leading the Xuanwu Guard to fight against the Black Dragon Guard.

There is no distinction between difficulty and difficulty in war.

They are all victories made by stacking corpses.

In this battle, both the Black Dragon Guard and the Xuanwu Guard suffered heavy casualties. However, the Xuanwu Guard had a relatively large number of them, and they fought fiercely without fear of death.

The Black Dragon Guard was scared.

The Black Dragon Thirteen Armies flattered and withdrew, they didn't quite understand,

Why are these Xuanwu guards so cruel and desperate.

Tantaixuan was also red-eyed, although he was the king, he was still at the forefront.

When the Black Dragon Guard and the Black Dragon Thirteen Armors withdrew.

The old city lord of the original Chicheng did not retreat, just like the city lord of Wangtian City, the old city lords who guarded the city, facing the last nostalgia of the original Chicheng, waved their weapons and rushed towards Tantaixuan, who was guarded by the Xuanwu guard who guarded Tantaixuan. The white blade in the hand runs through.

The original Akagi battle ended.

For Daxuan Kingdom, this battle was not easy.

The armor on Tantaixuan's body was dripping with blood, he walked to the side of the original Chicheng Lord, and sighed.

The original Chicheng City Lord could have retreated with the Black Dragon Guard.

However...unexpectedly by Tantaixuan, the old city lord chose to fight Yuan Chicheng to death.

"It's a man."

Tantaixuan took a deep breath and ordered someone to carry the body of the former Chicheng City Lord down for a dignified burial.

The army of Daxuan Kingdom slowly entered the city.

In charge of Yuan Chi.

Tantaixuan was no stranger to this city.

Mo Ju quickly took over the management of the original Chicheng with ease. After adjusting the order of the original Chicheng, scouts rode their horses into the city.

The War Room of Hara Akagi.

Hearing the news sent back by the scouts, the expressions of the generals in armor became serious.

"The Xiliang army broke through Wangtian City in less than an hour..."

"The Overlord broke through the city gate with the power of one person, forcing back the Thirteen Black Dragon Armors and nearly a hundred Black Dragon Guards!"

The scout knelt down and told the news.

The blood on Jiang Li's silver armor was still rolling, and after listening, he couldn't help but take a breath.

"As expected of an overlord... This man's bravery can stand against thousands of armies alone!"

"Practitioners in the Tibetan realm are worthy of their reputation."

Jiang Li sighed.

Mo Ju, wearing a crane cloak, paced around the cold war room.

Compared with the amazement and emotion of the generals, Mo Ju needs to think more.

"Compared to Xiliang, my Daxuan Kingdom... has a weakness that cannot be concealed."

Mo Ju looked at Tantai Xuan and said.

"Our Daxuan Kingdom lacks a physical possession state with such unparalleled combat power as the Overlord."

Mo Ju said seriously.

"If Daxuan and Xiliang meet at that time, it will be a big loss..."

"None of us can fight against the Overlord. If the Overlord implements beheading tactics, as he did in the past, he came alone to capture and kill the Overlord, what should we do? Who can stop him?"

Mo Ju said.

There was seriousness and clang in his gentle voice.

This is indeed a very serious question, even Jiang Li has some headaches.

"How many practitioners are there in the world? Apart from Bai Yujing's disciples, the Overlord dominates, so what can we do?"

Tantai Xuan smiled.

"Our purpose is to attack Zhou, now... don't think about the overlord, attack Da Zhou first!"

Tantai Xuandao.

In the combat room, everyone fell silent.

"Don't be dejected. I failed several times when I tried to get the fairy fate, and I'm not as frustrated as you. What are you afraid of? The soldiers will block the water and cover it up."

"Bawangqiang is strong, but the soldiers of my Daxuan Kingdom are not made of dough either!"

Tantai Xuan slapped the table and said loudly.

The generals in the war room were also excited and echoed.

Compared to the excited generals, Mo Ju, as a counselor, was quite calm. He took a deep look at Tantaixuan.

Although Tantaixuan didn't care, Mo Ju didn't allow such a break of balance to happen.

thus……

He exited the war room.

After leaving a letter for Tantaixuan, he put on a crane cloak and rode his horse away from the original Chicheng.

He went north alone.

Disappeared in the long wind and snow.

In the Tibetan realm of the world, besides Bai Yujing's disciple, there is another person who can restrain the Overlord.

...

imperial capital.

The old eunuch lowered his head and walked hurriedly.

He stepped over the threshold of the Zijin Palace and quickly entered the main hall.

Yu Wenxiu sat on the dragon chair, slightly closed her eyes, as if taking a nap.

The old eunuch bowed, and said in a sharp voice, "Your Majesty... the battle report from the front has been sent back."

The hall was silent for a long time.

Afterwards, Yuwen Xiucai opened his eyes and said, "Speak."

If it was changed before, Yu Wenxiu must have been impatient, like ants on a hot pot, but now, Yu Wenxiu is surprisingly calm.

"Under the leadership of King Xiang Shaoyun of Xiliang, the army of Xiliang was defeated in less than an hour, and the Lord of Wangtian City died in battle..."

"The original Chicheng and the Daxuan army were stalemate for four hours. The Black Dragon Guard lost to the Daxuan army and retreated. The original Chicheng city lord died in battle, and the original Chicheng was broken."

"Tong'an City was attacked by an army led by Xiliang's first-class military general Xu Chu, and fought hard for three hours. The lord of Tong'an City opened the gates to welcome the Xiliang army and chose to surrender..."

The hall was very quiet.

Only the sharp voice of the old eunuch was left, telling about the defeats one after another, making the atmosphere in the hall a bit weird.

After the old eunuch finished speaking, he secretly took a look at Yu Wenxiu who was sitting on the dragon chair.

If in the past.

Hearing these words, Yu Wenxiu might have been furious.

However……

Today's Yu Wenxiu is very calm, which is beyond the expectations of the old eunuch.

"Your Majesty, among the six major castles, three of them have fallen..."

said the old eunuch.

Yu Wenxiu waved her hand, "I see."

Yu Wenxiu rubbed his temples, looked at the old eunuch, and said, "Six major castles, three cities have fallen, Beiluo City is useless, and the army of Beijun and Xijun can basically drive straight in..."

Squinting her eyes, Yu Wenxiu stood up from the dragon chair.

He put his hands behind his back and paced above.

Afterwards, sharpness flickered in his eyes: "Pass down my order, order the lords of Pingnan City and Drunken Dragon City to lead the defenders back to the Imperial Capital, gather troops, and fight against the rebels!"

Yu Wenxiu said.

Waiting for the moats to be breached one by one, it is better to gather the power of the five moats.

Besides, Yu Wenxiu is not without means.

He narrowed his eyes, took out two letters from the dragon chair, and patted them lightly.

...

On the shore of Beiluo Lake.

Under the heavy snowfall, Beiluo Lake failed to show the slightest sign of freezing.

Mo Beike walked to Beiluo Lake, looking at Beiluo Lake lingering under the strong aura, trembling with heavy bags under his eyes.

He saw many practitioners coming from Beiluo Lake.

As if strolling in the garden, he knew that these practitioners were all disciples of Bai Yujing.

He saw Lu Changkong.

Lu Changkong, who was in Tibet, came across the lake holding a peach blossom.

Lu Changkong didn't say anything, he just pointed to the other end of Beiluo Lake, and then walked away.

If Lu Fan allowed Mo Beike to enter the island, Mo Beike would naturally be able to enter, but if Lu Fan refused, then Mo Beike would not be able to enter the island.

Mo Beike found a bamboo raft.

He boarded the bamboo raft, and personally propped the boat pole, making the bamboo raft rippling across the lake, causing ripples, and heading for the island in the middle of the lake.

The bamboo raft was long, and the lake on both sides couldn't stay, and it crashed into the thick clouds that enveloped the lake.

The rich aura made Mo Beike take a deep breath.

He saw the dragon gate, and also saw the little Yinglong lying on the dragon gate. The little Yinglong glanced at him, with white air puffing from his nostrils.

The bamboo raft touched the shore, Tantaixuan rolled up his clothes and boarded the island.

Huge chrysanthemums bloom brilliantly.

The peach blossoms are like the pretty face of a shy girl in red.

Mo Beike sighed, Bai Yujing's residence was like a fairyland.

Under the pavilion of Baiyujing.

There was a figure in a white shirt sitting on a silver wheelchair with flying hair.

Slowly turned around and looked at Mo Beike.

Mo Beike looked at Lu Fan, feeling an inexplicable pressure in his heart, which made him unable to breathe.

Mo Beike's heavy bags under his eyes trembled, he didn't back down, and continued to move forward without hesitation.

Finally, he came to ten steps in front of Lu Fan, unable to move on.

"Big Mohist, you finally dared to enter Beiluo City."

Lu Fan smiled and looked at Mo Beike.

"I am here to apologize to Young Master Lu. What happened back then is the fault of this old man..."

Mo Beike looked at Lu Fan, cupped his hands, and bowed to Lu Fan three times.

Lu Fan understood what Mo Beike was referring to.

At the beginning, Wei Luan, a member of the Yin-Yang family, entered Beiluo City under the name of Mo Beike. Although both the Yin-Yang family and the Mohist rangers were killed by Lu Fan in the end, Mo Beike understood that he still had to bear the blame.

He had studied Lu Fan, so he knew the temperament of this Young Master Lu too well.

Lu Fan took a deep look at Mo Beike and said nothing.

He smiled.

Looking at Mo Beike, there was a faint feeling of meeting the master.

In fact, Mo Beike and Kong Xiu are quite similar, they are both the arrogance of all schools of thought.

Lu Fan didn't make things difficult for Mo Beike either.

With a flick of his sleeves.

Immediately, the spiritual pressure chessboard floated in front of him.

"A game of chess?"

Lu Fan said.

With a light push, the white chess box flew towards Mo Beike.

When Mo Beike caught it, his face shook slightly.

"It is rumored that Young Master Lu is unparalleled in chess... that old man, he will make a fool of himself."

Mo Beike held the white chess box, picked up a chess piece, and dropped it on the board.

Lu Fan rolled up his sleeves, picked up a chess piece, and gently set it down on the chessboard.

In the snowstorm, the two played quietly.

The wind and snow all over the sky seemed to be the background, unable to affect the two of them in the slightest.

You come and I go, the clear and crisp sound of falling is endless.

The more Mo Beike slumped, the more he frowned. After a long time, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He asked himself that his chess skills were not weak, but in this game, he couldn't keep up with Lu Fan's rhythm at all. The opponent's chess moves were erratic, as if a pair of eyes locked every corner of the chessboard.

From the tip of Mo Beike's nose, a drop of sweat dripped into the snow.

He put down the white pawn between his fingers and shook his head.

"The old man lost."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, and with a wave of his hand, all the chess pieces on the chessboard were put into the chess box.

"I know what you want to ask. In fact, after playing this game of chess, you should have the answer in your heart."

"Your trip is in vain."

"In order to save you from having too many regrets, I'll answer you with what I said to Master back then."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, his white shirt floated lightly, looked at Mo Beike, and said.

Mo Beike was taken aback, did he answer Kong Xiu's words?

Mo Beike sat upright, "I would like to hear more about it."

Lu Fan smiled, and looked at Beiluo Lake, "It doesn't matter whether it's Daxuan or Xiliang, as long as you don't provoke Beiluo City, Beiluo City won't care about you..."

"If you don't provoke me."

"This temple, this world can do whatever it wants...what does it have to do with me?"

"After all, my road is safe and I have always treated people with sincerity."

When Mo Beike heard this, he was startled.

He thought of all kinds of Bai Yujing's present life, but he did not personally intervene in the temple.

Yes, it was also because of provoking Lu Fan.

Just like the aristocratic families in Beiluo City back then, and like those ministers in the imperial capital who planned to attack Lu Fan...

The purpose of Bai Yujing's existence is more... It seems to be to cultivate practitioners.

A simple cultivator?

In addition to the heavenly secret order to stop the war at the beginning, but later, Mo Beike also knew that Bai Yujing's paper to stop the war was probably issued because Bai Yujing predicted that the world would change and the Wuhu would be chaotic. of.

Mo Beike had mixed emotions, looked at Lu Fan, stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I know this old man."

At this moment, Mo Beike also understood that he was a little stunned, because he had been studying Lu Fan, but he couldn't get out of this strange circle. In fact, when he jumped out to look at Lu Fan, he understood... He came to Beijing this time Lo doesn't make any sense at all.

Even Jiang Li knew it clearly, as long as he didn't provoke Bei Luo, Bei Luo wouldn't do anything at all.

After getting the answer from Lu Fan, Mo Beike stopped asking, and Lu Fan ignored him.

Self-serving chess game.

Mo Beike saw Kong Nanfei in the distance.

As he approached, he saw the Master's Tomb.

When Mo Tianyu and Kong Nanfei saw Mo Beike, they had complicated emotions. The Master had always been rivals during his lifetime, but they never expected that the two would meet in such a way.

Mo Beike sat cross-legged in front of his master's tomb and said a lot to the tombstone.

It's more like chatting about homework.

Mo Beike and Kong Xiu have been arguing all their lives, and they have never sat down to talk so calmly. Although this conversation is just for Mo Beike's own sake, Mo Beike is talking very happily.

After speaking.

Mo Beike left, and left Beiluo Lake on the bamboo raft again.

Standing on the bamboo raft, the hunched Mo Beike looked in the direction of the Master's tomb.

Under the heavy bags under the eyes, a little envy emerged.

After death, the master can be buried in a fairyland place like the island in the middle of the lake.

It is still unknown where Mobeike will turn into a pile of loess in the future.

Mo Beike left Beiluo City.

He boarded the carriage and hurried to the original Chicheng.

...

Under clouds thick as lead dust.

Wang Tiancheng.

The overlord stands on the chariot, and the three horses pull the chariot.

The target is directed at the direction of the Imperial Capital.

Behind him, the Xiliang general brandished his weapon, drums beat, and horns blew.

The army of Xiliang was mighty... and marched in the direction of the imperial capital.

In Tong'an City, Xu Chu looked at the sky, and when the time agreed with the Overlord arrived, he ordered the army in Tong'an City to unload their luggage and quickly attack the imperial capital.

Jiang Li could tell that Daxuan and Xiliang were competing for speed, how could Xu Chu and Bawang not be able to tell?

For the Overlord, there is no need for any modification, just attack and crush all the way, and go straight to the imperial capital Huanglong.

...

Original Akagi.

Tantai Xuan was riding a war horse, Jiang Li and many generals were beside him.

The two advisers, Mo Ju and Mo Beike, were not around, but Tantaixuan had to make a decision after all.

He looked towards the dark sky, towards the direction of Dijing.

Behind him, the army of Daxuan Kingdom was exhausted after the battle in the former Chicheng, but everyone's face showed excitement and anticipation.

They didn't flinch, nor were they afraid. While attacking Zhou, they wanted to compete with Xiliang's army.

Tantai Xuan laughed.

There was a clang.

The Blossom of the White Blade seemed to tear apart the heavy lead cloud.

The tip of the sword pointed directly in the direction of the imperial capital.

The horn sounded, and the barebacked drummer kept swinging the drumsticks in the heavy snow. The sound of the war drum was like sparks jumping into the dry grass, igniting the boiling blood of every Daxuan soldier.

Tantai Xuan pointed at the white blade.

Jiang Li waved his silver spear, and the Daxuan Kingdom's army marched from the original Chicheng, smashed the plain snow all over the ground, and approached the imperial capital.