Chapter 189: Reasons for Leaving

When Wei Yuan opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the realm.

Outside the window was still the clear red sky, and Qingming was constantly trembling. The injected cyan gas had long been consumed, and now only half of the cyan water remained in the Qingming pool.

Wei Yuan couldn't care about the heartache of luck, and injected thirty more luck into it in one breath, making the consumption of the Qingming pool water slow down visibly, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He walked out of the room and looked around. All the formations were still there. At this moment, there was no one on the main peak, and everyone from the Taichu Palace had gone to support various formation nodes. Red light bands were everywhere in the air, and any contact would cause the formation to tremble violently. Only with the Taichu Palace cultivators presiding could the formation not be easily broken.

According to the information revealed by Shi Meng, the Nether Shaman who took action was named Master Shu Li, who was neither high nor low among the Nether Shamans, and Shi Meng looked down on him quite a bit in its words. But even an ordinary Nether Shaman was an unreachable existence for Wei Yuan. This time, the opponent's main body didn't know where it was, but a curse kill from thousands of miles away forced out all of Wei Yuan's trump cards.

Now there was not only Wei Yuan himself in the realm, but also many young geniuses from the Taichu Palace, but they couldn't even hold on for a day.

Wei Yuan suddenly remembered one thing, so he flew down from the main peak and rushed into the prison. At this time, there were only a few cultivators guarding the prison, and even Xu Wan'er had gone to support the defensive formation nodes.

Wei Yuan walked straight into a cell.

On the bed in the cell lay an unusually tall Shaman man, with a long tail dragging on the ground, and three chains tied to it in one breath.

He heard the cell door and turned over. Seeing it was Wei Yuan, he said angrily: "It seems that only at this time can you be a little sober."

"Who cast the curse?" Wei Yuan asked.

"It's either Master Shu Li or Lord Fengye, there are only these two Nether Shamans nearby. But these two have nothing to do with me. If you want to play ideas on me, then you've thought wrong."

"Do you have anything to say about your ransom?" Wei Yuan asked.

"At this time, my ransom will only go down, not up, what are you thinking!" Lord Tianyu sneered. Obviously, after being locked up for so long, he was full of resentment toward Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and said: "Withdraw troops?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Guarantee not to invade the realm again?" Wei Yuan probed a step further.

Lord Tianyu laughed loudly: "Do you think I'm worthy of this condition?"

Wei Yuan sighed and said: "If you can't come up with any sincerity, I can only not consider the possibility of collecting ransom. I hope you don't regret it."

Lord Tianyu said coldly: "At most, it's just death! Do you think any Power Shaman would be afraid of death?"

"Aren't you Shaman scholars all quite afraid of death?"

Lord Tianyu was stunned for a moment, then spat, and said: "Those are natural nobles, all relying on their innate bloodline power to mix days. True Power Shamans must constantly break their limits and transform into higher forms of Shamans! This process is nine deaths and one life, those who are afraid of death will not become Power Shamans at all!"

Wei Yuan said lightly: "The temper is not small, let's wait and see."

Wei Yuan left the prison, and the clear red in the sky finally began to fade.

This round of attack intensity was extremely high, but it didn't last long, shorter than the previous two Great Shaman blood curses. Even so, it consumed half of Qingming's nourishing power. If Wei Yuan hadn't accumulated a large amount of luck, this one strike alone would have killed most of the mortals in the realm.

In terms of resisting the Nether Shaman's blood curse, the effect of luck was unexpectedly strong, even stronger than Qingming itself.

Looking at the residual red light in the sky, Wei Yuan sprinkled spiritual objects around him and set up a simple Feng Shui formation. The direction of this Feng Shui formation's blessing was intuition. As the Realm Master, Wei Yuan himself was blessed by Qingming, so the effect of the Feng Shui formation was exceptionally good.

A moment later, the Feng Shui formation took effect, and Wei Yuan felt a movement in his heart. Suddenly, he felt a pressure coming toward him, which was heavy as a mountain and permeated with a clear meaning of killing and cutting.

A large army is pressing on the border!

The intuition was extremely clear, setting aside the factors of the Feng Shui formation, it was also because the Shaman tribe did not hide their intentions at all.

The danger came from the northwest. In that direction, Wei Yuan placed a city of twenty thousand people. Now the city only had a low earth wall of a few feet, and all mortals were digging tunnels day and night under the leadership of cultivators. There were only rows of sheds in the city, but the underground had almost been dug out.

Time was too tight, it was too late to build city defense works, so they could only dig underground.

As soon as the blood curse retreated, Wei Yuan began to assemble the army. All the elites gathered in the center of the realm, while the various cities were responsible for their own city defense armies. The so-called city defense armies were now cultivators who had to prepare their own armor and magic tools. Many of them were only at the level of the Sha Yang village militia, not to mention armor, they couldn't even gather weapons. But now they couldn't care about so much, they could only bite the bullet.

After giving the order, Wei Yuan found Cui Yu.

This young master from the Cui family was currently inspecting the Yong'an City Defense Army. He looked at them one by one, extremely carefully, and from time to time pulled out a few very thin children who didn't look like they had reached adulthood and pushed them back to the civilians. Those children were very reluctant, but Cui Yu's attitude was very firm.

Seeing Wei Yuan coming, Cui Yu handed over the work to his deputy and asked: "What are your orders, Realm Master?"

Wei Yuan frowned slightly, but there was nothing he could do. Now in front of everyone, especially mortals, Cui Yu insisted on calling Wei Yuan Realm Master. He said that only in this way could the subjects in the domain understand who was the real master, so as to avoid being overshadowed, or giving people with ulterior motives a chance.

Wei Yuan said: "The Shaman tribe is coming."

Cui Yu was shocked: "So fast?"

"Not yet, but it shouldn't be far, maybe less than a thousand miles."

Cui Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Three thousand people can be mobilized from the Yong'an City Defense Army, all of whom have undergone preliminary training and have a certain combat capability."

Wei Yuan said: "Can you notify the imperial court through the Cui family's channels about the Shaman tribe's advance?" Cui Yu said: "No problem. Since the imperial court has reopened the government and set up the prefecture, now that the Shaman tribe is invading, it naturally has the responsibility to defend the land."

What Cui Yu said was reasonable. The situation now was that the Shaman tribe was invading, and the Xijin army was continuously transferring into Ningxi, so it was impossible to sit idly by and watch the Shaman tribe ravage, watching the Fragmented Realm become another big battle.

It was hard to say who would win this battle, and Wei Yuan didn't know the specific strength of the incoming Shaman army, only that it was extraordinary. Cui Yu took out a piece of jade paper the size of a palm, wrote the request on it, and threw it into the sky.

The jade paper instantly turned into a paper bird, broke through the clouds and flew toward the distance.

With Wei Yuan's keen perception and such a close distance, he could only vaguely perceive the fluctuation of Dao power. This paper bird was fast and extremely hidden, and the information it transmitted was also a lot, which was quite easy to use. The foundation of a big family could be seen from these exclusive Dao technique magic tools.

"Then I'll continue to count the troops." Seeing that Wei Yuan had no other orders, Cui Yu didn't stay for a moment and went straight back to the barracks.

Wei Yuan watched Cui Yu leave.

At this time, Cui Yu had lost a circle of weight, and his skin actually had the darkness that only lower-class people would have. The lines all over his body were harder, no longer the suave aristocratic son he was at the beginning.

Wei Yuan felt a sourness in his heart and wanted to call him back, but after thinking carefully, he didn't know what to say, so he could only let him go.

On the second day at dusk, the vanguard of the Shaman tribe finally appeared in Wei Yuan's perception.

Wei Yuan and Bao Yun immediately flew out of the realm, using Bao Yun's Seven-Wonderful Treasure Tree to hide their figures and scout the strength of the Shaman tribe.

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The Shaman army came from the northwest, marching all the way along the gentle slopes at the edge of the mountains. The whole army was rolling with green gas, obviously having received extremely strong Shaman magic blessings, which could allow for long-distance marching and be ready for battle at any time.

Wei Yuan carefully avoided the strongmen in the army and counted thirty thousand foot soldiers and ten thousand cavalry.

Unlike the Shaman tribes seen before, this troop was all wearing heavy armor, and many warriors had fur linings under their helmets. Their armor was gray-white, smeared with light green color blocks, which was very different from the ink-green armor of ordinary Shaman tribes, and their overall strength was also a large cut above any Shaman army Wei Yuan had ever seen before. From the main general to the ordinary soldiers in the formation, all were exuding murderous aura that could not be hidden.

Very few people in the whole army spoke, marching forward silently, like an ancient giant python moving forward.

Seeing this, Wei Yuan could almost conclude that this troop was transferred from the north!

Twenty thousand years had passed, and the main enemy of the Shaman tribe was still Northern Liao, not the human race. Their true elite troops were all fighting the Liao tribe in the Northern Frontier. Several major battles in Ningxi saw the Shaman tribe sending second-line troops, so how could they transfer the Northern Frontier troops now?

From the occasional conversations in the army, Wei Yuan learned that what he saw was only the vanguard, and the real main force was still a hundred miles behind.

"Go back, prepare for battle." Wei Yuan said.

From the marching route of the Shaman vanguard, it could be seen that no matter what the ultimate goal of the main army was, at least this vanguard troop was heading straight for the realm, and a big battle was inevitable.

Returning to the realm, Wei Yuan gathered everyone from the Taichu Palace together for the final pre-war deployment.

Cui Yu came a bit late, but he was very happy, and said as soon as he entered the door: "News just came from home, Ningxi Garrison Commander Xuan Yue Xuan Yue Jinshan has led fifty thousand troops to set out, and will gather troops along the way to gather eighty thousand troops, and then take the north of the realm to strike the middle of the Shaman army. According to the marching time, it is also possible to attack between the middle and rear armies."

"Really or fake?" Wei Yuan's first reaction was some disbelief. Xijin would send troops to save the realm?

"Absolutely true." Cui Yu hesitated for a moment, then said: "There are eyes and ears of our Cui family among the generals under Garrison Commander Xuan Yue."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, Xijin was willing to send troops, then this battle could still be fought.

However, he suddenly found that Bao Yun did not attend the meeting, and didn't know where she went, which made Wei Yuan feel a bit uneasy in his heart.

Bao Yun and Ji Ji Liuli often acted alone, and Wei Yuan couldn't restrict them. The military situation was urgent, so Wei Yuan decided not to wait for Bao Yun and held the meeting first.

By a small stream dozens of miles away from the main peak, Bao Yun was moving downstream, and finally stopped by a small water pool.

A whirlpool suddenly appeared in the calm water pool, and then the figure of a middle-aged man rose in the whirlpool. His appearance was also very handsome, but his temperament looked very gloomy, making people somewhat fearful.

Seeing Bao Yun, a flash of light flashed in the depths of the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he said calmly: "The head of the family has ordered you to return immediately."

"The reason?" Bao Yun asked.

The middle-aged man said unhappily: "The head of the family gave the order, naturally there is a reason."

Bao Yun said lightly: "If I withdraw at this time, my reputation will be ruined. Since the head of the family wants me to do this kind of unrighteous act of betrayal and fleeing before the battle, he must give me a sufficient reason. Or is it that the head of the family didn't give the order at all, but some people are faking the imperial edict?"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly and said: "The elders are also doing it for your own good."

"Thank them for me, and let them worry more about their own unfilial descendants in the future, and don't lose face for the Bao family."

The middle-aged man's face could no longer hold on, and he said angrily: "What are you doing mixed up with that kid who has no roots and no foundation, what does it look like!"

Bao Yun said lightly: "My few cousins and cousins have enough roots and foundations, and have practiced for several more years, but I don't know if they can take a single blow from others when added together."

The middle-aged man's cheeks twitched, but he knew that although he was an elder, he was far from Bao Yun's opponent in terms of wit or bickering. At the moment, he could only stop arguing, took a jade pendant from his arms, threw it to Bao Yun, and said: "The head of the family's original words, if you want to stay, you must carry this jade pendant on your body. Once the elders in the clan find that the situation is not right, they will take you away from the air. In addition, regardless of whether this jade pendant is activated or not, you must go home after this battle ends."

Bao Yun took the jade pendant and sensed a wisp of the Supreme Elder's divine sense attached to it. Through this jade pendant, the Supreme Elder could perceive everything around Bao Yun at any time, so that he could take action from the air in a critical moment to save Bao Yun.

Bao Yun didn't leave, but asked: "Why?"

The middle-aged man snorted and said: "You are here, they are afraid of the rat and the vessel, and many things cannot be done. So the Prince of Jin is very unhappy and has been furious several times. If this continues, he might really do something. Our Bao family has so many interests in Xijin, it is impossible to completely turn against the Prince of Jin for your little junior. If you still have a few points of the Bao family in your heart, don't make it difficult for the family."

Bao Yun stood for a long time before saying calmly: "Tell Grandpa, I will go back after this battle is fought."

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