Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

In an exquisite building inside the camp, Lan Ji was leaning on the window edge, looking at the people in the distance who were gradually becoming lively, feeling extremely complicated.

The fundamental reason for all this lies in resources.

The boundless sea of ​​ice and the entire far north are actually not that barren to the people of the Ice Tribe.

However, the dangers lurking under the boundless ice sea, as well as the desperate place in the depths where there is no life and death, have turned this place into a desolate land with few resources.

As for these already scarce resources, with more than a thousand years of searching, Lan Ji has not found a treasure that can enhance her strength in the ice sea for who knows how long.

Now, Elder Bingshu has announced that within a few days all the clan members will leave the boundless ice sea and go to Dou Qi Continent. Except for people like her, who have already prepared mentally, knowing that when Tang Ling arrives, the people of the Far North will

Earth-shaking changes must have taken place in the world. How could other tribesmen not feel excited and excited when they heard the news.

Life in the far north is so hard!

Fortunately for tribesmen like her who are away from home all year round, they can also take advantage of the opportunity to go out and obtain some elixirs and resources to enhance their strength from the outside world.

But what about these tribesmen who have never been able to go out?

Except for some strong men, others were trapped and died in the three thousand miles of sea between their station and the soul graveyard throughout their lives.

However, these don't have much impact on her now.

This time she brought Tang Ling back to the clan, and also brought back the traitor Ling Mi. When she met with Elder Bingshu yesterday, the latter had already given her abundant resources, which were enough for her to break through to Dou.

The realm of respect has been reached.

What she is really worried about is how to return to Dou Qi Continent safely and find a new suitable place to live.

This time Elder Bingshu ordered the entire clan to relocate. Although the former did not give the reason, Lan Ji had a vague guess in her heart.

No matter how you look at this matter, it is related to the two people in the Soul Palace who appeared in the Soul Cemetery and were connected to Elder Lingmi.

In the Soul Palace, only people like her, who have been active in Dou Qi Continent all year round, truly know how terrifying its power is.

Although she said this, Lan Ji had no other thoughts about Bingshu's order.

Over the years, if it had not been for Elder Bingshu's leadership, the far north line, which now seems to be a big one, would have fallen apart and died out long ago.

For more than a thousand years, Elder Bingshu's voice in the entire Far North has reached a point where no one can shake it.

Even if the clan leader suddenly appeared, this mysterious person who caused uproar in the entire clan, Lan Ji believed that there was no possibility at all.

"Mr. Tang Ling, is he the leader of our Ice Tribe..."

Lan Ji looked at the enthusiastic clan members in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Oh, it's time to pack things. I just don't know when I will have a stable time after leaving, and come to retreat to break through Douzun.

"

A long journey is imminent. If she can reach Douzun as soon as possible, Lan Ji will feel more at ease.

Unfortunately, the time left for her does not allow her to do this.

When a strong Fighting Saint from the Soul Palace falls, the other party will definitely send someone to come. And with the strength of the Fighting Saint, even if they come from the distant Zhongzhou, it won't take long to come here.

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On the other side, unlike the increasingly noisy station, Tang Ling's current location was much quieter and more eerie.

In front of him were stacked stone tablets, a cemetery carved by ice.

Each stone tablet is engraved with one or more names, and the owners of these names are, without exception, members of the Far North lineage who have fallen and disappeared for more than a thousand years and were long confirmed to be dead.

Tang Ling walked, touching the stone tablets with his palms from time to time, feeling the traces of time left on them.

Standing slightly behind him, Bingshu followed with a calm expression, her eyes subconsciously moving where Tang Ling was looking.

"Bingyuan, Binghua, Bingyi..."

"Lan Zang, Lan Luo, Lan Yi..."

"Ling Shi, Ling Kang, Ling Tan..."

As his eyes scanned the names on the stone tablet one by one, Tang Ling's heart couldn't help but feel heavy. These were all his tribesmen. They didn't know him, but they had the same blood flowing in their bodies.

"What are you looking for?"

The sound coming from behind made Tang Ling regain his consciousness slightly. He subconsciously turned his head and looked up, and met Bingshu's slightly doubtful eyes.

"I'm looking for a person. I don't know his name, but he should have left here decades ago and went to the Meteor God Icefield..."

Tang Ling didn't hide anything when he heard this. The reason why he came to this cemetery was to find out what his father's name was and whether he had any other relatives in this world besides him and his mother.

"Going to the Meteor God Icefield?" Bingshu asked in surprise.

"That's right! It must have been more than thirty years ago. In terms of strength, he is almost at the level of Dou Huang. I wonder if Elder Bingshu knew that there was such a person?" Tang Ling nodded lightly.

There are not many clansmen from the Far North lineage outside, and every one of these clansmen has been met by Bingshu personally. The reason why he asked this question is because he knew this.

However, Bingshu fell silent when she heard the words. It was not until a long time later that she shook her head and said: "I know all the clan members who were outside more than thirty years ago. Except for three of them, all of them have returned to the outside world. Arrived within the clan."

"Three people?" A flash of surprise flashed in Tang Ling's eyes.

He didn't expect that the scope would be narrowed to this extent just by asking casually.

But before the smile on his face spread, Bingshu looked at him and shook her head vigorously.

"Two of the three fallen tribesmen were women, and the other one had already reached the level of Douzong when he left the tribe to go to the outside world."

"this……"

Tang Ling was stunned. He didn't know why things turned out like this.

If Bingshu didn't lie, then where did his father come from?

Is it possible that in addition to the extreme northern lineage, there are also members of their clan on this Dou Qi Continent?

As soon as this idea emerged, Tang Ling subconsciously shook his head.

Tang Ling also has a lot of guesses as to why the Far North Line can exist to this day. The biggest reason is that this place not only has the Soul Cemetery, a natural barrier that is friendly to the Ice Tribe, but also has Bai Xuan, the Nine The frost-winged Panbing Chi has a level of ice, and there is also a Dou Emperor who is always watching this continent.

If the tribesmen of the Far North lineage had not come to this boundless sea of ​​ice, they might not have been able to inherit the current era.

In other words, the reason why the Far North lineage came here may not be without the guidance of their ancestor, the Ice Emperor.

Suddenly, Tang Ling's heart suddenly moved and he asked hurriedly: "Elder Bingshu, how old was that powerful Douzong man back then and what did he look like?"

Hearing this, Bingshu pondered for a moment, waved her palm, and strands of ice filaments appeared in front of the two of them, gradually forming the appearance of a white-haired old man.

"This tribesman's name is Ling Liang. His strength back then was not much different from Lan Ti's now. He also applied to me to go to Dou Qi Continent in order to obtain resources. Unexpectedly, he never came back after he left.

My life is running out, I think..."

Bingshu was still narrating slowly, but Tang Ling had no intention of listening anymore and murmured.

"It's really not...Father, he really isn't from the Far North lineage..."

"Father?"

Hearing Tang Ling's words, Bingshu's heart moved. She immediately looked at Tang Ling clearly and chose silence without saying anything more.

Regarding Tang Ling's life experience, Bai Li didn't reveal much to her, and Bingshu didn't choose to ask more questions. But now that she heard the former's murmur, she couldn't help but have some thoughts in her mind.

Tang Ling always believed that his father was from the Far North lineage, but among the people from the Far North lineage who had left or died, there was no one he was looking for.

This point seems very strange to Bingshu.

You know, after they escaped from the Xuanbing Realm, they were hunted down by many imperial clansmen who concealed their identities along the way.

The reason why their group was able to escape was because among them, they not only had the strongest strength at that time except the Xuanbing Saint, but also had a spiritual formation master. In addition, the spiritual tribe at that time also had

After taking some care in the dark, I managed to escape to this far north.

But even so, of the nearly 10,000 clan members who left the Xuanbing Realm, only less than a thousand remained.

Bingshu didn't think that the other tribesmen who scattered and fled could escape the pursuit of several imperial tribes, and were even more fortunate to pass on the inheritance for more than a thousand years.

Tang Ling also had the same idea in his mind.

However, compared to the former, his idea is more bold.

"I'm afraid I have to ask Bai Xuan about my father to get the answer!"

After silently making a decision in his heart, Tang Ling stopped mentioning the matter when facing Bingshu. Instead, he turned to ask: "Elder Bingshu, how much time will it take for all the clan members to leave?"

Hearing this, Bingshu took a deep look at Tang Ling and replied thoughtfully: "It doesn't take long to leave here. The only thing that takes more time is the formation on this ice peak. Since

If they have to leave, it is naturally impossible for them to keep this ice peak. Moreover, if this ice peak stays here, it will also leave clues to the other party."

As she spoke, Bingshu looked up at the towering ice peaks in the distance and said: "It will take about three days to dismantle the formation. How will we pass through the Soul Cemetery and bypass the Yinhai City and...

In the Soul Palace along the way, what can the clan leader do?"

When it came to business, Bingshu once again called the Tang Ling clan leader.

Tang Ling didn't correct this title any more. For some things, you just get used to it and you feel it sounds good to you.

After hearing Bingshu's story, some thoughts flashed in Tang Ling's eyes, and he said: "Before winter leaves, don't get close to the Yin Sea. Well... lead your tribe to the west!"

"To the west?" Bingshu was confused, "Is it possible that we didn't miss the soul clan's arrival? Before winter left and the black mist of the Yin Spirit did not fill the Yin Sea again, neither the west nor the east could do anything.

A hiding place."

"Really?"

Tang Ling asked with a smile, with a hint of confidence on his face, and said: "Elder Bingshu, you can trust me, if you go west from the Soul Cemetery, you will see Yin Linghei again within less than ten thousand miles."

fog?"

"This...impossible!"

Bingshu shook her head affirmatively and said: "We have known clearly the scope of the Yin Spirit Black Mist in this boundless sea of ​​ice for more than a thousand years in the clan. What's more, the spiritual formation master elder in the clan also personally

After checking, this black mist comes from the formation above the Yin Sea, and it is absolutely impossible to reappear until spring comes."

Hearing this, there was no trace of hesitation on Tang Ling's face. Instead, he smiled again and asked, "How long has it been since that clan checked the Yin Spirit Black Mist again?"

"Clan leader, what do you mean?" Seeing that Tang Ling was so sure, Bingshu was a little hesitant. Is it true that what she told him is true, and the black mist in the Yin Sea has changed a lot in these years?

"To be honest with you elders, I was studying that formation when I took Lan Ji's boat through the Yinling Mist Sea." Tang Ling said.

Bingshu nodded lightly. She knew that Tang Ling's soul power was not weaker than hers, and according to Bai Li, his talent in the spiritual formation might not be inferior to that of his ancestor Ice Emperor.

If these words were said by ordinary people, Bingshu would laugh them off at most. But when Bai Li said these words, she had no choice but to respond with caution. Bai Li accepted Bai Lan's inheritance, and Bai Lan was the Ice Emperor back then.

One of the most trustworthy people.

With a talent for spiritual formations comparable to the Ice Emperor, Tang Ling might really be able to see something in the formation...

On the other hand, Tang Ling, when talking about the formation above the Yin Sea, he admired that ancestor even more.

Who would have dared to imagine that for a large formation with heaven and earth as its disk, when the ancestors were setting up the formation, they had made several methods for it that even now still make Tang Ling surprised and choked.

More than a thousand years have passed, and with the passage of time, the current formation is no longer the same as what the spiritual formation master saw back then.

In the past, the black fog on the Yin Sea may have completely disappeared into the formation in winter. But now, the black fog on the Yin Sea has only left a 20,000-mile passage from the Dou Qi Continent to the Soul Cemetery.

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If things hadn't happened suddenly for the Soul Clan, Tang Ling would have even guessed whether the Ice Emperor had anticipated this scene and deliberately left such an escape route for the Ice Clan's descendants.

On the side, after listening to Tang Ling's story, Bingshu understood and was also enveloped in a deep shock.

Dou Emperor's methods are indeed beyond the reach of a semi-saint like her!

After that, Tang Ling communicated with Bingshu again, and the two of them went to the clan's Kung Fu pavilion and warehouse one after another.

Because it would take three days for the Far North Line to evacuate, at dawn the next day, Tang Ling left Bingshu a map of the Far West, and then left the Far North Line, heading towards the boundless territory.

Go to the depths of the ice sea...