Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 217.
Hearing this, An Le immediately looked puzzled: "Why did Master say that?"

Gu Shanshan did not hide anything, and said frankly: "Right now, the battle between Taixu Palace and the Great Thai Dynasty is stalemate. On the surface, it is Taixu Palace who has the upper hand and is trying to counterattack the frontier of the Great Thai Dynasty."

"But the advantage is far from crushing. Unless there is a decisive battle, this kind of stalemate is estimated to last for a while."

An Le nodded, she had expected this.

As the two top powers in the world, with accumulated resources accumulated over thousands of years, and strong players emerging one after another, it is naturally impossible to tell the winner at once.

The success or failure of one or two battles is really nothing to such a big force.

Regardless of the fact that Taixu Palace and the Great Tai Dynasty have declared war for some time, the battle seems to be in full swing, with countless warriors and monks dying every day, and even the elders of Huashen participated in the battle early, but An Le always has a feeling—— The big forces, in fact, still have some restraint, and they are not really to the point of being immortal.

I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of the other top forces adjacent to it, or if it has some ulterior motives.

This feeling is very subtle, as if there is some kind of tacit understanding between the high-level executives of the two sides, and they deliberately maintain this status quo.

An Le even deduced that this battle will never turn into a situation where one side destroys the other in the end, but will become a messy account and end with one side's concession.

It sounds unbelievable, but An Le's recent experience in the Great Tai Dynasty proves this even more.

The civilians in the states of Qingzhou and Lingzhou, except for the increase in taxes, seem to have not been affected by the war at all, and they don't have that sense of urgency that "the storm is coming".

Although this may be related to the corruption of the Datai court, it does not look like an all-out war has been launched at all.

"Do you deliberately keep the intensity of the war within a certain range?"

"But what is the purpose?"

An Le meditated secretly.

When he was on Earth, he heard such a saying that war is not an end, but a means.

However, the answer to this kind of question is too high-level, and it is obviously not something that a small golden core monk, An Le, can know.

"In this stalemate situation, the battle between the Taitai Dynasty and us is very long..."

Gu Shanshan's words pulled An Le's thoughts back from random guessing.

"Moreover, near the border between the two places, a wide no-man's land has been formed."

"The spiritual consciousness of Huashen and Yuanying are swept away in it. Oh, by the way, it should be called the fifth realm or the sixth realm in the Taitai God Dynasty, right?"

As a cultivator of Huashen, Gu Shanshan had actually been to the interior of the Great Tai Dynasty, so he knew a lot more about this place than An Le did.

"Although they practice martial arts, they also have miraculous means. They monitor the no-man's land at all times. Our monks sneaked in several times, but they were all noticed by the other party."

"Based on the cultivation of the two of you, I'm afraid..."

Gu Shanshan's eyes fell on An Le through the light curtain, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You already have a golden core?"

When she left Taixu Palace, Anle was still building a foundation.

In Xuyuan, Gu Shanshan couldn't contact An Le, and Yang Rongzi didn't mention it, so he didn't know that he had already broken through.

An Le nodded and replied, "Exactly."

"It's so fast?"

Gu Shanshan was inevitably surprised. According to her original estimate, it would take at least several months or even less than half a year for An Le to arrive at the golden elixir. In addition to this unexpected disaster, it should take even more time.

She secretly sighed in her heart: "An Le, An Le, you can always exceed my expectations. '

'This talent...is really extraordinary! '

But even so, Gu Shanshan still said: "Even if you are already a golden core, it must be extremely difficult for you to pass through the blockade of the Great Tai Dynasty."

"Going through rashly is undoubtedly the way to death."

"In addition to the fact that the battle situation is not yet stable, I still suggest that you stay in the Great Thai Dynasty first."

Hearing this, An Le thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I see."

He vaguely sensed that Master was still worrying about other things.

In fact, there is one point that Gu Shanshan didn't say clearly.

Her situation at the border is not optimistic.

Before, there was a warrior from the Taitai God Dynasty who wanted to kill Gu Shanshan and then quickly, and then there were some secret probing by a few masters in the Taixu Palace, which made her burnt out, and she really didn't have the energy to take An Le and her back in the battlefield.

Gu Shanshan wanted to know more about the recent situation of the two of them, but the light curtain in front of An Le suddenly fluctuated violently, and her portrait also became blurred.

"The time... is almost here."

"Be careful... be safe..."

"Be careful...the phalanx...maybe..."

Gu Shanshan's voice stopped abruptly, and Anle could hear that she seemed to want to warn something at the end, but she didn't have time to say it.

"What will happen to the phalanx?"

"Master, you have something to say earlier!"

The corners of An Le's mouth twitched, feeling very speechless. This feeling of only half-talking, as if reading a novel just to see the excitement, suddenly encountered a broken chapter.

But the matter has come to this point, An Le can only sigh, and turn to look at Ye Linger: "Senior Sister, are you okay?"

At this time, the wound on Ye Linger's wrist had disappeared, but her face was slightly pale, and her breath was a little weak.

What she consumed before was not ordinary blood, but precious blood essence.

Once you lose too much, it will even cause irreversible damage to your strength.

Ye Ling'er didn't care too much, waved her slender hand, and said relaxedly: "Of course I'm fine."

"It's just a few drops of blood, what is it?"

But soon, her complexion changed, she clutched her belly, frowned, showing pain, and said with a serious expression: "No! I have something to do..."

As soon as An Le felt worried, she heard Ye Ling'er's eyes burning and she spoke seriously.

"Little brother, I'm hungry!"

"You have to eat to get better."

An Le: "..."

Why didn't he find out before that his senior sister is still a drama star?
However, An Le can still satisfy Ye Linger for this small request.

"Senior sister, let's go."

With a light wave, An Le led Ye Linger forward to Yanghe City again.

******
Not long after the two left this wilderness, a figure slowly emerged in midair.

This person was wearing a black dress, with a token with intricate patterns pinned to his waist, and three gold patterns were impressively embroidered on the cuffs of his clothes.

It was Qianhu, a Zhenling division.

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he landed on the place where Ye Linger had contacted Gu Shanshan with his finger bones, but he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"This spiritual power... is it a cultivator?"

"how is this possible!?"

Zhenlingsi Qianhu looked very serious, thinking in his heart: "No... this is more like a trace of communication with the outside world."

"Is it a traitor from the gods? Or those evil sects?"

In the Zhenling Division, all the hermit sects within the territory of the Great Tai Dynasty are called "evil sects" and "demon sects", not because of how evil their practices are, but simply because the group of immortal cultivators violated the Datai sect. Thai law.

This Qianhu heard that a long time ago, the Great Tai God Dynasty did not prohibit mortals from cultivating immortals.

Martial artists and immortal cultivators coexist, learn from each other, compete with each other, and some people even practice both immortal and martial arts. Under the collision of the two systems, dazzling sparks bloomed, and many famous and powerful men were born, which can be called the "golden generation" of practice. "

But as time went on, and spiritual disasters occurred one after another, the attitude of the emperor of the Taitai Dynasty towards the cultivators gradually changed.

Coupled with a "major case" that was not recorded in historical materials, the emperor finally issued a decree to depose Xian Zunwu.

Since then, the laws of the Taitai Dynasty have successively added the content of "restricting the use of spiritual power" and "establishing the Zhenling Division for supervision".

Of course, these things are just an ancient history for this Zhenlingsi Qianhu.

What he cared more about was what was in front of him.

The man stared at the traces of spiritual power in front of him, paced back and forth, lost in thought.

Qianhu originally wanted to report this matter to the Daizhen Spirit Envoy immediately, but on second thought, if he could find out about this matter, and even catch the traitor in the God Dynasty, it would definitely be a great achievement, maybe... could help him Upgrading your position?

Thinking of this, a trace of greed flashed in Qianhu's eyes.

******
this night.

In Qinghongyu Mansion.

An Le sat in the bedroom meditating and practicing, while the senior sister had already fallen asleep in the next room.

"call……"

Taking advantage of this rare rest time, An Le let out a deep breath to calm down the blood and spiritual power in his body, and sorted out his thoughts in his mind by the way.

Originally, he planned to bring his two disciples back to Taixu Palace after finding his senior sister, so naturally he didn't have to worry about the various trivial matters of the Great Tai Dynasty.

But now, according to what Master said, there is a high probability that they will stay in the Great Tai Dynasty for a while.

Although An Le was a little disappointed by this, she quickly adjusted her mentality and determined what to do next.

First of all, An Le has not forgotten his agreement with Situ Yuan, a hundred households of the Zhenling Division.

After all, whether it is Lu Bin or Wuxu's identity, they have already exposed the fourth realm. If they don't go to Zhenlingsi, they will probably cause great trouble.

There is another deep thought in An Le's heart.

With the help of deduction, he can obtain valuable information from the Zhenling Division, and if he passes them on to the master, it may be of some help.

Secondly, An Le decided to take advantage of this "leisure" time to work hard to improve his cultivation, and it is best to successfully coagulate his blood and qi.

At that time, his strength will definitely have a big breakthrough.

Thinking of this, An Le sighed quietly: "However, the difficulty of condensing Qi and blood...is actually greater than I thought."

These days, he has actually been trying to coagulate pills with qi and blood every day, but the progress is extremely slow.

I don't know if it's because the "Rage God Congealing Alchemy Method" is too difficult, or because An Le himself is a cultivator of the double golden elixir. Whenever the blood condenses in the dantian of the lower abdomen, a huge wave will be born out of thin air. The resistance caused the slightly formed blood pill to collapse directly.

"Could it be... that Jindan and Xuedan are not compatible?"

An Le frowned and thought about it. He originally wanted to ask Gu Shanshan about his spiritual practice, but unfortunately the "cross-domain communication" time was too short, and the signal was cut off before he could ask.

"Or, did I go the wrong way?"

He hasn't encountered a "bottleneck" kind of existence for a long time. This kind of experience is very rare and somewhat novel.

After contemplating for a while, An Le thought again: "Then, should I give up?"

To be honest, Anle does not lack the direction of practice, what is lacking is only time.

Today, whether it is the cultivation of spiritual power or the improvement of blood strength, it takes a lot of time to improve.

Even if Anle has a deduction panel, and a day is worth a normal number of days, it still feels that the time is not enough.

Not only do you have to collect information and temper your body during the deduction, but you also need to collect demonic power occasionally.

Really busy!

If it wasn't for the fascinating feeling of becoming stronger during the practice, which made An Le develop such a habit of diligence, he really wouldn't be able to adapt to such a life that is more tiring than going to work in 996.

If he gave up the qi and blood coagulation pill, An Le would undoubtedly have more time to spend on other aspects, and it would obviously be a lot easier.

After a short hesitation, An Le still shook his head.

He doesn't have some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, like a player who collects illustrated books, he must unlock the blood pill and collect several golden pills.

But I just feel that it's not time to give up yet, that's all.

In recent days, the final process of congealing the pill has failed, but this does not mean that An Le is doing useless work.

While running the "Rage God Condensing Alchemy Method", his qi and blood have been increasing little by little, and it seems to have become more condensed.

At the same time, that barbaric and ancient atmosphere also diffused in An Le's body.

It's hard for An Le to describe what it feels like, but he didn't feel uncomfortable because of it, instead he has strengthened his control over his body.

If he continues to practice, he will definitely gain something.

As long as you can still make progress, why should you stop?
On the other hand, cultivating spiritual power in the Taitai Dynasty is actually a very dangerous thing.

Especially for An Le, a big spirit devourer, if he is not careful, it will cause a vision - in the deduction, he has been besieged by the Zhenling Division several times because of his spiritual cultivation.

After making a decision in his heart, An Le once again stimulated the blood in his body to operate the mysterious "Rage God Condensing Alchemy Method".

Qi and blood immediately flowed according to the miraculous trajectory, and the wild atmosphere quickly dissipated.

And when he came into contact with this breath carefully, An Le felt a little enlightenment in his heart.

"In the long barbaric era, the first human beings had not yet mastered spiritual power, had no magic tools, Taoism, and no martial arts."

"The only thing we can rely on is the weak body. Although those ancient tactics are crude, they are also unimaginably brave."

Thinking of this in her heart, An Le's ears suddenly sounded like a barbaric howl again.

But listening to it now, it didn't look like a meaningless cry, but a ballad with a strange rhythm.

A frantically dancing figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Maybe it was blessing to the soul, or maybe it was just a bold attempt, An Le let out a low growl.

Even though the roar was far from the song, a similar meaning could be vaguely heard.

And after this low growl, An Le seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and his voice was getting closer to the charm of "wildness".

In the constant adjustment, the two voices became more and more similar...

At the same time, the blood in An Le's body suddenly boiled like hot water, like a violent whirlpool.

(End of this chapter)