Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

Even he couldn't help but groaned, and quickly bit the tip of his tongue, so that there was no cry of pain.

"What is this..."

This is simply more tiring than a real battle with Chaofan in the late stage.

Chen An slowly recalled that he seemed to have entered the golden hall before, and wanted to ask Ao Gu for advice, but he had a fight with Ao Gu inexplicably.

wrong.

He patted his head.

No matter how confident he is, he is always a person who has a good score on himself, and it is absolutely impossible to find death to challenge a character like Aogu that is more terrifying than the legendary level.

Oh yes, he stood proudly and let himself fight.

Then...he just hurt himself.

Chen An finally recalled the whole picture and couldn't help covering his face.

This is too... too embarrassing.

This made him feel ashamed to go to the Golden Hall next time.

At this time, a weak force slowly emanated from Chen An's body.

Even with his spiritual power, he began to inject vitality into the sore muscles.

After lying there for more than ten minutes, tortured by hunger and thirst, Chen An finally regained some strength.

The muscles on his body are still sore, but they have already developed some resistance.

Walking out of the tent, the sky has turned reddish.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, maybe half a day, maybe a few days.

I don't know whether Bai Hong has appeared or not.

With this in mind, Chen An went into the cafeteria and found a few hard steamed buns, which should be the leftovers from today's meal.

With two slices of bacon sandwiched between them, four large steamed buns were eaten in a hurry, and a few mouthfuls of cold water poured into his stomach. He finally felt alive.

Walking out of the cafeteria, Chen An didn't have time to find someone to ask about the time, so he went straight to Shuai Zhang.

"what happened?"

In the handsome tent, Che Quan looked at the embarrassed Chen An with a puzzled expression on his face.

"What about the instructor?"

As soon as the words fell, the instructor appeared beside Chen An.

"I saw what you did yesterday. You did a good job."

The instructor never thought that Chen An's progress would be so rapid.

After all, he is also at the peak of Chaofan, so he naturally knows how difficult it is in the later stage of Chaofan.

Even if he has entered the legendary realm, the extraordinary peak after falling is also the extraordinary peak.

At least he feels that even the current self may not be able to kill Chen An in front of him openly.

If the opponent used his hole cards, he would instantly become a legendary powerhouse, and he would definitely die.

The latter factor was not taken into consideration by the instructor, otherwise Chen An's progress would not have been much.

It's like going out to be the peak, even if you kill someone across the border, even if you are excellent, it is no longer as amazing.

Just like desire, only the peak becomes the bottom line, but there is no saying that the bottom line becomes the peak.

"How many days have passed since my last battle?"

"It's only been a day, what's the matter?"

The instructor asked strangely.

"This guy's body seems to be abnormal, maybe he has a fever and is confused."

Xue Lao also appeared, teasing Chen An while laughing.

"One day."

I was really surprised by myself.

Chen An heaved a sigh of relief.

The main reason is that he was prepared even if he was seriously injured and unconscious in the past. He has never been in a coma for a whole day without any preparation like yesterday.

Coupled with the pain changes in his body, he lost his sense of time.

"Has Bai Hong appeared?" Chen An asked.

"There is no sign." Che Quan shook his head and smiled wryly: "The old man is more cautious than you think. If he is not 100% sure, he will not even fight the old blood."

"Also, it seems that even the commander of the Bainiu tribe on the opposite side can't completely order Baihong."

Of course they don't know.

When the last meeting was held in the ancestral land, the newly appointed commander of the Bainiu tribe failed to attend the meeting because he was in command of the army, so he sent a confidant Chaofan as an envoy.

The envoy, because he didn't know the rules, was executed by Bai Hong himself.

The two sides have long had grievances.

Under this premise, even knowing that this battle is related to the rise and fall of the entire Bainiu clan, how dare Bai Hong completely obey orders.

What if the commander-in-chief asked him to die?
Even if he does not die, at his age, his strength has already begun to decline.

If he suffers serious injuries again, his life will be difficult in the future.

As for the life and death of Bai Hong himself.

He is not the pillar of the White Bull Clan, but just a legend of the White Bull Clan.

In other ethnic groups, the legend is already an absolute high-level, even if it is not the patriarch.

But in the Bainiu clan, Bai Hong could only appease Bai Qingtian, who had a strong desire for control, by saying that he was getting old and didn't want to exercise power, but only wanted to devote himself to cultivation.

Even if he is dead, as long as Bai Qingtian is still alive, the Bainiu clan really won't necessarily lose.

"Maybe, the day after tomorrow."

Traffic again.

Chen An's eyes lit up, and he agreed almost without hesitation.

"Then the day after tomorrow, I will go to the meeting with the senior instructors."

The instructor nodded with no expression on his face.

It's just that his eyes are constantly fluctuating, which is not as calm as it looks on the surface, as if he is distracted and suppressing something.

Another half day passed.

The soreness on Chen An's body finally disappeared.

His unyielding golden body hasn't changed much, but he feels more controlled.

And even if the proud golden body has not been unfolded, the defensive power of his own skin seems to have become stronger.

At least the top-grade heaven-level weapons are already difficult to cut his skin.

After practicing until noon, Chen An left the camp and went straight to the military supply office in the army.

There are two military quarters.

One thing and one thing.

The one to the east is the quarters office used by the troops, which occupies a large area. It distributes food and grass to battalion-level units, pays them, and exchanges for meritorious service for ordinary soldiers.

Every day, a large amount of supplies will be released, and trucks will bring in batches of supplies and new recruits.

On the other hand, the Quartermaster Office in the west is mostly open to extraordinary people.

In contrast, the footprint here is smaller.

But the small footprint does not mean that there is no other important place here.

There are at least three extraordinary squad camps nearby, tightly protecting the quarters.

Even Xuelao would occasionally use his spiritual power to scan to see if something happened.

In addition to exchanging merit for the extraordinary, some military officers above the prefecture level occasionally come here to exchange the materials they need for their own cultivation.

When Chen An walked into the door, a soldier holding a document immediately came up to him.

"What do you want in exchange?"

The soldiers here don't need to go to the battlefield on weekdays.

Even the camp where the military quarters are located is not allowed to go out at will, in order to prevent them from colluding with outsiders and exchanging some precious cultivation objects with others.

Without freedom, relative is excellent welfare.

Their benefits are comparable to those of low-level officers who need to go to the battlefield to command.

Even, they have a whole set of more special meritorious service mechanisms.