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Chapter 160: Goal! Hulao Pass!

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Beizhongcheng.

Back then, Emperor Xiaowen of Northern Wei, Yuan Hong, moved the capital to Luoyang, and using the latest bridge-building techniques transmitted from Southern Liang, erected pontoon bridges over the Yellow River, connecting Henei and Luoyang. He also established the two cities of Beizhong north of the pontoon bridge, and set up the rank of Beizhong General to defend Luoyang.

Now, this place had become a temporary command post.

Yuan Shen entered Yecheng, and at the same time he proclaimed himself emperor, he also pardoned the rebel armies of the Six Garrisons who had revolted, taking them under his banner and granting them official posts and titles of nobility.

No.

The next evening, when Ye Xiaochen had finished eating at home, he heard another piece of news that left him dumbfounded: the village was planning to raise funds to build a Mountain God Temple in that strange patch of woods.

The snow-laden footsteps gradually came to a halt; the aged monk's brow ridge stirred slightly, and he turned his face to glance behind him.

The three elders had no objections either. Once the discussion was settled, they each went their own way. Ling Xiaochen also took his leave of the Sect Master and went out of the hall.

Cultivators are not true immortals; unless they reach the Nascent Soul realm, if they don't fill their bellies, relying on spiritual energy alone won't keep them alive for long.

Ling Qi smiled radiantly, gazing at Kong Lan with deep affection. As always, she felt that as long as Kong Lan was by her side, she wanted nothing more.

Lin Sixian sat by the window with a sullen face, his eyes slightly lowered, staring fixedly at one spot on the ground, silent. Mo Cai Suyan likewise wore a terrifyingly grim expression.

"Oh, you're that certain I'll help you?" Wushuang looked calmly at the group, then suddenly fixed her gaze on Yun Bibo.

Song Yongqing changed the subject, asking whether the villa was fun, what one did on ordinary days, and other idle topics.

"It seems… I have no impression of them. Maybe they were gone long ago." Song Ruyu said haltingly.

Murong Qingwan looked at her, who was so stubbornly insistent, and the helplessness in her heart spread. How could she bear to part with her? Only her own life had so little left; if she didn't do everything she had to do while she still had the strength, by the time that day truly came, it would be too late.

Although the Ghost Emperor was terrifyingly powerful at this moment, Mu Yi showed no sign of retreat. Instead, it further roused his fighting spirit. What he lacked now was precisely such an opportunity; even as he sensed the threat of death, that fist-intent within him began to stir restlessly.

Actually, Chaozi had smashed it on purpose. His original idea was to break off one of Tang Yuanshan's bricks to make him feel the pain—you're already so rich, and you still whine over a few bricks? A little lesson for you.

Of course, this Wind Stream can also be set aside; once the power of the other four Guardian Knights is gathered, combining all five powers will allow one to challenge the final boss of the King's Ruins—Hammer King Boloding.

Actually, the ancestor sleeping in this grave may not even recognize the younger generation kowtowing to him outside. Besides, in life he was just an honest farmer, poor his whole life, who left this world with nothing to his name—how could he possibly have the power to bless you? If he could get rich, he would have done so while alive.

The last person was a seemingly wooden youth named Wang Cheng, the only one who did not share the surname Su. But since Su Chongshan had chosen to send him, there must be his reasons, and this person was absolutely worthy of trust.

Lin Fu, seeing that Zhang Dajun actually wouldn't give him face, flew into a rage and directly issued a challenge.

Awards like Best Makeup, Pyrotechnics, and Set Decoration were hardly valued at all, nor worth much—they were just a kind of supplement, often reserved for the losers, serving as mere consolation.

What happens when sand collides with wood? Naturally, the sand gets pierced through and scattered by the shock. Fortunately, Mu Yi's power was nearly limitless; after realizing that his will was the weakness, he directly merged with the Lamp of Fire, and by borrowing the Lamp-Fire, barely managed to withstand the opponent's will.

Yuan Min, with a high-powered military telescope, discovered that the ninth floor of that tower actually had an exit at the back, connecting to a suspension bridge that led to the other side of the mountain. The icicles on the bridge were clearly visible, and further up there were signs of steps.

"Also, the scariest movie you've ever seen—think carefully about that scene…" Lin Ye added.

As for Wu Lan's side, upon discovering that Wu Yi had fallen into the enemy's encirclement, he immediately dispatched an envoy to contact Liu Gui, while he himself led his troops charging north. However, Wu Lan's subordinates were mostly old and weak; after charging twice in succession, they simply could not break through the enemy encirclement, and instead suffered heavy casualties.

I am truly grateful to myself now, grateful that I obtained this Spacetime Pagoda. Without this Spacetime Pagoda, I truly don't know when I would finally be able to truly step into the Divine Realm.

This yellow-colored substance was the last heavenly material needed to refine the Deity Transformation Pill—"Spirit King Liquid." Among the ratings of the Heavenly Materials Association, it was already approaching the category of high-grade heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

As for the Upper God Emperors of Tianlan City, none of their flying vessels could compare to that super flying vessel. So they could only fly at full speed, hoping to reach Tianlan City a little earlier, hoping that Tianlan City might still have something left behind.

Just imagine—if I had enough Chaos Sacred Fruits, how many super experts could I create? One could say that creating a God Emperor in a thousand years would not be impossible. After all, this Chaos Sacred Fruit is an existence that defies the heavens.

Many people, before catching eels, like to form a ring with their thumb and forefinger, half-submerge it in the water, and then flick it gently. The friction between air and water produces a "gurgle… plop… gurgle… plop…" sound.

"I said it: Xie Hao threw himself into the river to die; the common folk by the river all saw it." The middle-aged man said coldly, his face expressionless.

Duobao looked at Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya, conferred briefly with Wudang, and decided to take them all back. After all, the Jiao Sect disciples were already plenty; one more wouldn't matter, so long as the Mandate Person didn't run off.

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