Tiandao doesn't work today

Most of the 60,000 soldiers and civilians begging for help were women, children, the elderly and the weak, and there were only over 10,000 young adults.

But they have experienced hundreds of battles, have a strong desire to survive, and high morale, far better than any ten-thousand-person army in the North.

The hard skills such as martial arts are not bad, but it is a pity that there are too many obstacles, no supplies, and the weapons and weapons are crude.

If we allocate sophisticated equipment and keep up with medical logistics and other aspects, we will definitely be a powerful army.

More importantly, the foundation of this army was built based on the original aspirations of Yan Nu and Miao Han. Whether it is its military force or its organizational structure, Miao Han spent his efforts and Yan Nu spent his flesh and blood...

Although they had been left alone for a few months, this army was completely born out of the refugees and had not forgotten the mission that Yan Nu told them to protect the villagers.

On the contrary, after being tempered by hundreds of battles, the cohesion has become stronger.

So much so that Miaohan himself was surprised to meet again today.

"It's just equipment and supplies, I'll look for them." Yan Nu was immersed in Taoism, preparing to use the Shennong Cauldron to equip them with sufficient weapons.

However, Miao Han had a thought and held Yan Nu down: "Wait a minute."

Miaohan really didn't expect that the idea that he had unintentionally planted and even took for granted would turn out to be really effective and withstand the blow and test of reality.

Thinking about it carefully, if she and Yan Nu had been leading and protecting them, they might not have transformed as much as they did now.

It's nothing more than eating food on duty, being ignorant, taking advantage of the wind, and being defeated.

The experience of the beggar army inspires everyone to take initiative, rather than being a numb bystander.

No one gave them food, no one provided them with weapons, and no one brought them a peaceful environment, so they had to work hard to survive. Everyone used their brains and took the survival of the collective as their own responsibility.

Treat every battle as your last chance before the end.

In this way, we have today’s spiritual outlook and cohesion.

"People must rely on themselves, Yan Slave. If you give them inexhaustible powerful weapons, the fighting spirit they finally inspired may collapse." Miaohan Divine Sense said.

Yan Nu wondered: "Why? They have already tried hard."

"..." Miaohan pouted: "Actually, Xingtian's army also has such a problem, but it is understandable that it is to rule the cultivation world as soon as possible."

"Anyway, you listen to me when it comes to human matters."

She knew that Yan Nu was sincere to people, just like Yu Yangzi and Zhang Bijiang. They almost clearly wanted to deal with Yan Nu at the beginning, pretending to cooperate and leaving behind.

But because they showed good character, Yan Nu chose to believe them and would not change his attitude based on speculation and risks. He would only wait until he was really hurt.

The same thing applies to Chang Dingwen. He is as fierce as fire and has a clear distinction between good and evil. Although it is good, it is too labelling and ignores the complexity of the human heart.

He will not look back until he hits the wall. Even if the facts come out, he will forcefully break the facts.

This is Yan Slave, it cannot be changed, and it will never change.

It won't happen even a thousand times or ten thousand times. This is the other side of the original self's absolute spiritual wall, so Miaohan doesn't even bother to explain it.

"You believe me."

"Then I'll leave it to you. Hey, you still said you don't want to be the Human Emperor?" Yan Nu said with a smile.

Miao Han rolled his eyes: "I really can't do it. I don't have the courage."

"Besides, it is already very difficult for us to unify the world. For me, a woman, to take this path will be ten times more difficult. It will only add more branches. It is unnecessary."

Yan Nu curled his lips and said, "Other than you, I don't see anyone creating a human world that would be in line with my wishes."

"Perhaps the things left by the First Emperor will give us guidance." Miaohan refused this topic.

A few hours later, night fell.

Julu City has been cleared out, and the begging soldiers and civilians found a large amount of food in the monster's treasury in the city.

The armor and weapons were even more sophisticated, piling up like mountains and gathering dust in the warehouse.

"Great, this equipment is enough to arm 50,000 people!"

"There are so many mysterious armored soldiers! They are actually engraved with runes, and their true energy is stored at will. This is a magic weapon."

"It seems that this group of monsters refined it for themselves. I didn't expect it to be advantageous to us now."

"Hahaha, with this kind of equipment, even the army of hypocrites doesn't have that much, right?"

"As expected of a demon country, it has a profound foundation."

"Hmph, it's not just about robbing and plundering the counties. With these equipment, we can better protect everyone."

The warriors in the beggar army were beaming with joy, holding various weapons and armors in their arms, happily not letting go.

The harvest in Julu City gave them a big surprise. They didn't doubt that he was there, they just thought it was the accumulation of the demon country.

Only Han Tiedao and a few others could see that so many magic weapons and equipment were probably not as simple as those made by demons.

On the one hand, it is the difficulty of refining. Even if there are monsters with rich knowledge and skills, there will not be many. Can one person refine a warehouse full of weapons?

On the other hand, the monsters have refined so many equipments, why not wear them?

"Jiang Junhou, dare I ask, are these soldiers and armors your handiwork?" A leader of the beggar army asked when he saw Yan Nu's silly smile.

He is tall and strong, with slightly dark skin and a pair of tiger eyes that look powerful.

Yan Nu was very honest and said with a surprised look on his face: "Wow? You can just tell?"

"..." Miaohan was speechless.

Han Tiedao also came over. He had seen Yan Nu's ability to obtain food, so he was not surprised at all.

Immediately explain to the leader of the beggar army how his group learned martial arts, ate precious meat, and soared in strength when they followed Yan Nu in Qingzhou.

"Why didn't Marquis Jiang Jun carry out such methods of the Immortal Family openly, instead of relying on the Demon Kingdom's treasury?" The leader immediately saw Yan Nu's purpose, but he was still puzzled.

Miaohan stepped forward and said: "We have the power of the immortal family, but we do not respect ghosts and gods, so we want to change the sky."

"Yan Nu's methods are like miracles. As long as you know it, don't make it public, otherwise the army will become slack and rely on miracles, and the people will only worship the gods."

The beggar leader raised his hands and said: "I understand, the military spirit of a beggar is indeed rare. Miss is thoughtful, may I ask who you are..."

Han Tiedao quickly introduced him, and the beggar leader immediately paid his respects: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhu."

Although he knew that Miaohan was a woman, he could also be called "Gongzi", which was a highly respectful title for women.

"A certain family has thanked Jiang Junhou and Zhu Gongzi for their life-saving grace. We, the beggars, are willing to do our best." He immediately bowed down and expressed his gratitude again.

Yan Nu laughed loudly and helped him up: "What a dog or horse, if you behave upright, you will have your own blessings."

"You are very good. You can protect the people and lead us to survive in this troubled world. Don't call me a military prince. My name is Yan Nu. Just call me that."

The man stood up and also smiled: "I thought that my god-like figure would be as arrogant as those literati, but it turns out he is also a cheerful person."

"If you are a rough guy, you don't have any rules. You can just call me by your nickname."

"My surname is Ran, my nickname is Ji Nu."

Yan Nu said cheerfully: "Then our names are very similar."

Everyone was talking and laughing. Seeing that the night was getting dark, they repaired on the spot in Julu City.

At night, the beggar army distributed equipment. Because the city was in ruins and only a few buildings were intact, they organized people to set up some simple shacks.

The woman looked at the various ingredients in the warehouse and smiled.

In the past, it was difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice.

The men struggled around to find some food, and the women made fires to cook, and went to the countryside to find some roots and wild vegetables, and that was how they dealt with it.

In the monster warehouse, there are pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks and fish, which are very rich.

Today I reunited with the Yan slaves, defeated the demons, and regained my freedom. The beggar army, who had lived a hard life for too long, immediately decided to reward everyone tonight.

"Thanks to Marquis Jiang Jun, I'm asking you, all of you killers, to take a good look at our women's craftsmanship." A group of women laughed and grabbed chickens and ducks.

A group of warriors shouted: "You country women have a damn skill, just roast meat and add some salt, I can do it too!"

The woman shouted angrily: "Don't look down on people. Our family has worked in wealthy families before and we have learned a lot!"

Ran Jinu laughed: "Haha? Really? Let's try the noble family's delicacies today."

A group of people were divided into several circles and sat in the center of the city. This was originally a wealthy family's mansion, but it was now in ruins. Everyone didn't care at all and sat on the ground.

Someone set up a shelf and lit a torch, one by one, dotted with stars, illuminating the darkness.

The big cauldron cooks food, the small pot cooks porridge, and there are chickens and sheep skewered on the grill, squeaking and dripping with oil.

The women also made fish soup and mutton soup to bring out the delicious flavor, and then used the soup to roast duck and pork.

Miaohan comes from a wealthy family. Although he has never cooked before, he can still give some vague advice.

For a moment, this group of country women really made the scene filled with smoke and fragrance, and countless men drooled and moved their index fingers.

It can only be said that even if some ingredients have never been handled before, some clever women can learn to cook them properly without a teacher, using their brains.

Some couples were quarreling with each other, and some singles were secretly eating.

The older children went to help cook, while the younger ones chased and played beside the old man.

Yan Nuji sat on the ground, leaning back slightly, with his hands in the soil, watching everyone busy at work, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

"Eh? I've eaten that stem before. It's not delicious. Why did you dig so many of them? Don't put them in the pot."

When it was time to start the meal, a woman cut some plant roots dug from the wild and put them into the pot.

Yan Nu looked shocked and very puzzled. Because this was exactly what he and Aweng had eaten before. The people were so poor that they relied on this to survive while hiding in the mountains.

Now that the treasury is full and there is a lot of food, why do we still need to dig for such things?

"Haha, we are used to eating it, and my wife made wild roots, which taste delicious!" a beggar man said with a smile.

The woman put a lot of it in, and after it was cooked, she took it out and gave it to Yan Nu to eat first.

Yan Nu ate it, but it was tasteless after swallowing, and it was digested instantly.

But when I hold it in my mouth, it still tastes good, and a familiar fishy smell surges up.

This is indeed the wild root that Awen and I once ate, but compared to it, the fishy smell has been removed a lot.

I don’t know what techniques they used to give it a unique flavor.

"Yeah! Delicious!"

"It turns out that Aweng made it taste bad because his cooking skills were poor..."

"Hahaha...hahaha!"

Yan Nu laughed, his smile was very bright and touching.

Miaohan was a little surprised. Yannu must have missed Aweng, but why did he laugh so brightly instead.

Yan Nu is a sunny and cheerful boy who does love to laugh, but that's more than that. He actually laughed for a long time and couldn't stop!

Miao Han sat next to him and took a closer look and found that although Yan Nu's smile was warm, it was a bit unnatural than usual.

She didn't know that Yan Nu really missed Aweng, but Aweng didn't want him to cry and liked to hear his laughter.

The soldiers and civilians who begged for help were surprised at first, and then they were infected, and they all agreed.

For a time, the whole city was laughing and some people were singing.

In the quiet night, the bonfire swayed on people's faces, shining with red light, reflecting each other's smiles, and warming everyone's hearts.

During this meal, everyone rarely let go of their hearts and forgot the troubles and pains of troubled times.

People's bellies are bulging, and the corners of their mouths are dripping with fragrant oil.

Yan slave Huang Banyun was drinking with everyone. When Huang Banyun got into the mood, he led the monkey to do somersaults and played a trick to entertain everyone.

I don't know who is making noise, forcing Miaohan to dance.

Someone picked up the treasured Hujia and blew a distant melody to accompany it.

The bonfire reflects the red clothes, and the long sleeves dance gracefully.

Miao Han's dancing skills were not very good, but no one knew the advanced skills. He just swayed his sleeves a few times, and the people all cheered and praised him endlessly.

Miao Hanwu was so ashamed that she left the field and asked Yannu to take action.

Yan Nu had no airs at all, his body was covered with children, and he was anxiously scratching his head and ears under the spotlight.

As for how to play with a few guns, Huang Banyun has already performed it, and he can't do anything else.

In desperation, he caught a glimpse of a pig roasting on the campfire and grabbed it with one hand.

"I...I'll show you a pig in one mouthful!"

As he spoke, he raised his neck and stuffed the pig into his mouth.

Good guy, this is no piggy, it weighs three hundred kilograms!

But he stabbed the pig in his throat without knowing how he got it in. Everyone was dumbfounded and watched helplessly as Yan Nu finished the pig in one bite.

Although the corners of his mouth were shiny, his abdomen was flat, which shocked everyone.

"Okay...okay! Marquis Jiang Jun is so strong that he can swallow up all things with his anger!" Ran Jinu was not trying to regain his respect, but he had some explanations.

The common people are applauding, and in their simple concept, whoever eats more is often more powerful. As the saying goes, since ancient times, the brave man has the most to eat...

"Haha, the emperor's digestion is the most magical skill in the universe. He doesn't use it on weekdays, but he remembered it today."

Yu Yangzi, Zhang Pijiang, Xiu Yanggong and others also came out, were infected by the atmosphere, and integrated into it.

It's like changing from an immortal to a mortal.

Yu Yangzi chatted with a group of old men, commented on the fish soup, and told them 108 ways to eat fish.

Xiuyang Gong looked at the roasted whole lamb and fell into deep thought. Finally, at the simple invitation of a child, he couldn't help but taste it...

Zhang Pijiang even got some drinks and drank with a bunch of rough guys.

After drinking a few bottles of wine, Zhang Pijiang suddenly raised his sword and jumped into the field to entertain everyone with the sword dance.

"There is smoke and light everywhere, and everyone is busy."

"Children fight to gather grain, and women fight to grind grain."

"The stars reflect a thousand lights, and the universe is a thatched cottage."

"My life is so happy, don't worry about returning home."

Miaohan said a good poem, knowing that he was moved by the immortal, and lamented that although the stars and the universe are big, they are just oil lamps and thatched cottages under the people's fireworks and human relations.

Yan Nu couldn't understand the meaning, but thought the sword dance was beautiful and clapped wildly: "One more!"

The people were also making noises, thinking that his sword dancing was a hundred times more powerful than ordinary people.

Its artistic conception is so lofty and lofty that even the realm of some warriors is stirring in the trance. Many people have the faint intention of penetrating the heavenly spirit and breaking through to become a world-shaking warrior.

Ran Jinu was horrified, knowing that Zhang Pijiang was not a trivial matter, and couldn't help but ask about his identity.

Zhang Pijiang didn't answer. As an immortal, he didn't know if he drank too much and danced more and more crazily.

He steps on the Seven Stars, his mind is directed toward the Big Dipper, he dances with his sword and sings, and his clothes are dyed white with wine.

"I am a foolish young man, born to be a king. Once I take off my crown, I will scream and lie in the void!"

"The end of the world is not far away, and the sea of ​​stars will never end. The drunken dance is still there, and the wild singing is among the fallen trees."

"The world is turbulent and evil, and people and trees are sad. I have traveled a long way to heaven and made me come here on the moon."

"Revisiting the capital of the Han Dynasty, everything was full of fishy smell. A sword wiped away the regrets, and I remembered my old home mountain forever."

"A man who has lived for five hundred years has no hometown today. If the Divine Continent is prosperous, why should he be banished to immortality and return?"

"The mountains and rivers have happened through the ages, but the universe is empty. Who can understand this, just look at the North Palace."

Zhang Pijiang shed tears as his sword danced across the sky.

When the sword power stopped, three flowers suddenly appeared on the top.

Yan Nu was stunned, because he felt it at the same time, after all, he had the other party's Dao Fruit in his body.

I saw the second flower, blooming gorgeously, and the people were dazzled, and their spirits were lifted as if they smelled the strange fragrance.

Ran Jinu and other top warriors felt their minds buzzing when they saw this scene.

With a little bit of education, one can hear the nostalgia and sadness for his hometown in Zhang Pijiang's poems.

Only then did they realize that this man was actually a true immortal who had returned to his hometown after five hundred years. His homeland had been destroyed and his old home was no longer there.

As an immortal, he could travel in Taixu, but he doesn't love the universe, only the mountains and rivers.

The soldiers of the begging army also felt the same way for a while. Their military name is begging, they know how to survive, how can they not save the nation? Without a country, there is no home. Who else in the world can protect the happiness of the people?

Thousands of households cook with fireworks, and tens of thousands of families sing to each other. If there is no such happiness in the world, who in the world will pity you?

The laughter and happiness of the people should be protected by them, and pride suddenly arose in their hearts, and an artistic conception rose into the sky.

Boom, boom, boom, nine people broke through the four elements in a row and condensed their own artistic conception.

"Bijiang, congratulations on your return to the Earth Immortal Stage!" Yuyangzi touched his palms with emotion.

Zhang Pijiang made a breakthrough.

He was originally in the Earth Immortal stage, but before he visited Chang'an, he saw the killings of barbarians, and thought of the destruction of the Han Dynasty. He once killed 80,000 barbarians with one sword and suffered divine punishment.

I didn’t expect that I would be so happy to be integrated into the human world today, and the flowers on the top of my head would bloom again!

This is pure enlightenment that is astonishing, a genius of immortality.

Yan Nu was even more surprised. This was the first time he saw someone achieve such a sudden breakthrough.

Zhang Pijiang has no moral skills, yet he can still reach the Earth Immortal stage?

"Huh? Wait a moment...I think I can break through?"

Yan Nu sensed that he had gained an additional realm of the Earth Immortal Stage, and he could choose to bloom a second flower with just a thought.

In an instant, three flowers appeared above his head, and the scene was once again immersed in the beauty of strange fragrance and fairy music.

"The realm of immortality is useless. I don't understand it at all." Yan Nu tried to break through, and then with a thought, he fell back to the realm again!

Although he can break through the Earth Immortal, his essence has not changed at all. Yan Nu feels that the martial arts realm is more useful.

Yu Yangzi and others were shocked to see him break through and then return.

"Have you shared his realm?" Miao Han was surprised and quickly asked with his spiritual consciousness.

Yan Nu nodded: "Well, my immortal realm was originally given to me by Zhang Bijiang, and Zhang Bijiang's current realm was given to me..."

Speaking of this, both Zhang Pijiang and Yu Yangzi suddenly realized: "So that's it, yes, we are no longer the immortals of the 'Tiandao'."

Miaohan also suddenly realized that Zhang Pijiang had been removed from Tiandao!

He suffered the calamity of the End of Dharma during the Penglai War! All realms and deeds are cleared.

It was Yan Nu who backed up everything and gave Zhang Pijiang his current strength.

I thought that this kind of thing could not continue to progress. After all, it had been completely blocked by the way of heaven, and the way of heaven was the foundation that supported the path of immortality.

All the immortals who are supported by the characteristics of Yan Slave may have to wait until Yan Slave defeats Tiandao and obtains the ability of Tiandao before they can continue to make progress.

But I never expected that this was not the case!

Zhang Pijiang actually continued to practice! Without the support of heaven!

"You have never adapted to the Earth Immortal realm, but you can actually support me in my journey to the Earth Immortal stage?"

"Moreover...it seems that without the shackles of Taoism, my accumulation and state of mind have long been sufficient. After enlightenment, I broke through directly..."

Zhang Bijiang murmured, his Taoism was zero, but he was able to break through.

Although it is said that immortal wizards can make breakthroughs by relying on their understanding, they cannot do without Taoism. They have to accumulate a little bit of everything. Different realms have different minimum requirements.

But now, this condition seems to be gone.

Could it be said that the requirements of Taoism can be dispensed with?

Now in the world, there are two sets of Immortal Path systems, one is supported by the Heavenly Dao and the other is supported and operated by the Flame Slave...

Yan Nu was passive and didn't understand it at all. He basically copied Tiandao's tactics.

And it’s symbiotic. He gives everyone what he has, and he can’t come up with anything new.

Unexpectedly, it was because no one under his banner had made a new breakthrough.

If you think about it carefully, isn't that insect girl Fatima just introducing the old and bringing out the new, and the Yan slaves share it? But that's not the realm.

All people like Zhang Pijiang who have been reshaped by him can continue to practice and break through to new realms.

It can even be higher than Yan Nu, the ‘new way of heaven’…

Can humans transcend the realm of heaven? No, but it is possible in Yan Nu.

Yan Nu himself is only in the human-immortal stage, which is the highest state he has ever adapted to. In other words, the peak of 'Yantian Dao' is human-immortal.

As a result, Zhang Pijiang, who was under the banner of ‘Yantian Dao’, was in the Earth Immortal stage.

Of course, at the moment of transcendence, Yan Slave also rises, and can choose to adapt to the newly added Earth Immortal Stage.

The breakthroughs of Ran Jinu and others were just accumulated, witnessing the true enlightenment of the immortals, and they were shaken in their hearts and broke through together.

"Sure enough, you are the perfect substitute for Heaven."

"Even if there is no way of heaven, we can still cultivate immortality and reach new realms."

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p.s: Sorry.