This is what cultivating immortals is like

The three western states refer specifically to Xianzhou, Luzhou and Guanzhou.

Luzhou, Guanzhou and Qiyan border on each other. There are many dangerous peaks and mountains in the territory. The two places are at an angle. If you advance, you can directly penetrate into the border of Qiyan. If you retreat, you can take advantage of the natural terrain to defend it for a long time. For many years, it has been Qiyan's territory. A thorn in the flesh.

Compared with Yuezhou for Xiongchu, Luzhou and Guanzhou were more tempting to Qiyan.

Once the two states are captured, the next step will be to conquer Xianzhou. At that time, the capital of Wu Zhou will be the trembling little girl in the corner, directly exposed to the evil man Qi Yan.

The following plot can refer to SJZ Zhao Zilong, seven in and seven out, easy to switch in and out.

Therefore, although the Huangji Sect and the royal family wished to conquer Tianjian Peak immediately, they did not dare to push the Tianjian Sect to death. If the remnants of Qinggan broke through and let Qi Yan in, no one would be able to do so. Eat the good fruit.

The same goes for Qingqian. Xisanzhou is regarded as the foundation for the restoration of the country. Faced with the increasing pressure of Huangji Sect, on the one hand, they call Qi Yan brothers, and on the other hand, they guard against stabbing their brothers in the back.

Qi Yan's strategy is even simpler. Brother, just go ahead. As long as I'm here, Wu Zhou doesn't dare to do anything to you; don't be afraid, as long as you dare to die, I dare to avenge you; hehe, my sister-in-law is so pretty...

The competition between major powers is very complex if you say it is complicated, but it is indeed very simple if you say it is simple. If you ignore the political factions within each country and neutralize the left and right sides, there will be only one final result.

Who is your brother?

At present, Qi Yan is only stationing troops within the country's borders to show off its power, and not a single soldier has entered Wuzhou. The national war has not yet begun, and it is limited to civil strife in Wuzhou.

Generally speaking, all three parties are restrained.

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Guanzhou.

The towering majestic mountains turned into a continuous barrier, the rushing river stirred up the thunder, and the two blockades faced each other, no more than a hundred meters apart.

The blockade on the east side comes from the Huangji Sect, which prohibits all monks from entering the Western Three Prefectures, especially the fleeing forces of the Iron Sword Alliance. Once discovered, they will be killed on the spot.

The blockade on the west side came from the Tianjian Sect. Qinggan failed to attack the hot search several times. He knew that no one would respond to the restoration of the country in the name of Qinggan, so he rebelled not only as a rebellion, but as a rebellion forced by the government and the people. Furthermore, the Emperor Ji Zong is not a good person, and he must bear a large part of the responsibility for the royal family's indulgence. He sincerely invites the emperor's hegemons to go to the three western states, choose another Ming Dynasty, and rebuild the Wuzhou kingdom.

This blockade was used to resist the Emperor Ji Sect on the one hand, and on the other hand it was used to receive cannon fodder and consumables.

According to rumors, there are hundreds of people who claim to be kings and self-proclaimed emperors in the Three Western Prefectures, a mixture of fish and dragons, and people of all kinds.

Bang! ! !

The golden light came in all directions and quickly crossed the Huangji Sect's blockade. Before the large formation used to block it could react, the golden light came to the Tianjian Sect's blockade.

"who?"

"He who comes, stop and tell me your name."

Buzz buzz————

Water ripples formed in the void, and the spreading fans stirred up the airflow and detonated. A pair of invisible hands rushed down, tearing apart the forbidden formation and exploding the sky with smoke and dust.

Jin Guangyuan went to the hinterland of Guanzhou, leaving the sound of air blasts far behind him. At the same time, the disciples of the Iron Sword Alliance stationed here were also thrown into the sky.

On the opposite side, the steward of Huangji Sect saw an opportunity and immediately waved the steel knife in his hand and led dozens of disciples to rush into the broken blockade.

For a moment, the sound of killing was loud.

As for Lu Bei, Jinguang walked through Guanzhou and was very satisfied with his secret lurking skills.

Suddenly, cyan beams of light intertwined from the distance, and in the dark, a large net covered the sky and the sun.

There was a thump in his heart, and a surge of pressure arose when facing Hu Er and Qin Fangtian. He hurriedly leaned down and rushed down, using the banishing dust breathing technique, and disappeared with an earth escape.

As soon as I arrived in Xisanzhou, before I even sat down, a big boss from the Tribulation Stage came to my door. Is this the card of the leader of the Tianjian Sect?

It's really big enough.

After a while, the intertwined beams of light landed. No suspected target was found in the screening, and they slowly dispersed.

Lu Bei rose from the ground and raised his hand to touch his chin. It was probably not blocking the door during the tribulation period, but some kind of magic weapon or formation used to sense the Huangji Sect dog thieves who broke into the territory of Xisanzhou.

He stared intently at the sky, with golden light flashing in his eyes. Several layers of cyan power grids were vaguely blocking the sky. Electric currents were interspersed in disorder, flickering in and out, and their trajectories were extremely complicated.

A huge network is woven over Guanzhou, like a spider web, giving a panoramic view of the entire Guanzhou. Once an impact breaks out somewhere, the main formation or the holder of the magic weapon can detect the abnormality immediately.

A bit cumbersome, but not too tricky.

As we all know, he, Lu, is an average person and is notoriously fast. As long as he fights quickly, the enemy will not be able to catch him.

With golden light running, Lu Bei swept across the land, heading west all the way to the border of Guanzhou.

Mingren did not tell secrets. He traveled to the three western states to gain experience, but before that, there was a task that he had to complete.

The Three Western Prefectures are controlled by the Tianjian Sect. The royal family and the Huangji Sect are very concerned about the condition of the border soldiers, whether they surrender to the enemy or are captured.

Due to the blockade of Tianjian Sect, it is extremely difficult to transmit information. Every time a piece of information is sent out, it is equivalent to the suicide of an agent, and the authenticity of the information cannot be verified.

Lu Bei thought about it and had no choice but to do it by himself.

Who told him to be fast!

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Xixia County, Huangyan County.

The golden light stopped and went, sometimes scurrying around like a headless fly. It took half a day to reach this place.

Unable to fly in the air, and the speed of escaping from the ground was too slow. He traveled across most of Guanzhou in half a day, which made Lu Bei sigh. Ever since Tianpeng bloodline was promoted to Golden-winged Dapeng, he had never been so slow on the road.

In the county town, people's lives are as usual. Except for the fear of war, which has caused some shortage of supplies on the market, life is no different from the past.

Even business in Goulan Land is getting better.

The villages outside the city are in some trouble, because the county has implemented a strict curfew policy, which has made life inconvenient for many villagers near the county, and there are gradually more and more bandits in the surrounding area.

Lu Bei passed by a village with a map in hand. This place was eighty miles away from Huangyan County, not too close or too far away. The villagers were self-sufficient and would not be greatly affected.

As dusk approaches, you can see the smoke slowly rising from the cooking pots, and the buffalo wandering back to the village alone.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

But Lu Bei smelled a hint of sweetness in the air.

To be precise, it was the sweet taste of poison. Affected by She Zhan's weird cuisine, his sense of taste was a little confused. When the dose was not fatal, he felt that poison was also a kind of seasoning.

If it is not fatal to him, it is not very friendly to ordinary people.

Lu Bei turned back and entered the village, using his shape-shifting skills to transform into an ordinary face. Except for the back of his head, he was still handsome. He was an ordinary person who would disappear if thrown into a crowd.

In the village, chickens and ducks are wandering around, foraging for food, and old cows are minding their own business chewing grass roots in their mouths.

Except for a few households with fires for cooking, most of the doors were closed, and some doors were ajar, and there was no movement at all.

Walking into the village, the sweetness in the air becomes stronger and stronger.

Lu Bei smelled the aroma and came to the well of the big locust tree. His eyes flashed with golden light, and he saw a group of black mist swimming in the deep and deep well.

Demon cultivator?

Heretic?

In short, he is not a serious monk.

Beside the dry well, an old man smoked a dry cigarette, his eyes were dim, his rough hands were black and hard, and his face was full of sadness.

Lu Bei subconsciously glanced at the top of the old man's head and vaguely saw an exclamation mark.

Normally, he wouldn't bother to take on such small tasks, but today he happened to be passing by and they were here, so it didn't hurt to take on one of them.

"Old man..."

"Who is speaking!"

The old man with a frown on his face was startled, and looked at Lu Bei with dim eyes. He was surprised that this man walked silently, and he didn't know when he arrived.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Lu Bei would be a dispensable air unless he paid careful attention to the effect of the breath-holding technique. It is not surprising that the old man behaved like this.

"Old man, Pindao was sent by the county to slay demons. But is there a demon in our village?"

"Yes, yes, it's a monster. It has black hair all over its body, a green face and fangs. It has eight hands. It's as tall as a tree when it stands..."

The old man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and described the appearance of the evil monster with confusing logic. Lu Bei was confused after hearing this, and made up the image of a hairy troll with eight hands in his mind.

There was a communication barrier, but Lu Bei didn't force it. He sprinkled a handful of detoxifying pills into the well, but the effect was mediocre. After thinking about it, he jumped into the deep well.

The green light flashed, and the boiling well water calmed down instantly. The toxins besieged Lu Bei, and they were all absorbed into the body and eliminated.

Detoxify the physical body.

After finishing these things, Lu Bei floated out of the well. The old man with yellow eyes was still describing the appearance of the monster.

"High and high, there are a pair of huge wings in the black wind, like a big bat..."

Yes, not only is it an eight-armed troll, but it also has a pair of bat wings.

"Old man, it's okay. Pindao already knows what kind of monster it is."

Lu Bei raised his hand to interrupt. Although it was the Western Sanzhou, it couldn't be too far west. If we continue talking, there should be a plot of goblins kidnapping the village beauty.

After a difficult communication, Lu Bei asked about the demon's lair. It was probably the barren mountains in the west, possibly the old forest in the north, and the river in the east was not excluded.

The question is that monsters spread plagues, come and go, fly sand and rocks, and often come to the village to kidnap people.

"May I ask the Immortal Chief, how much money does it cost to get you to slay demons?" At the end of the sentence, the old man said anxiously.

"Old man, you are overthinking. Our Heavenly Sword Sect will not conquer demons and demons... Hey, where are you going?"

After announcing the name of Tianjian Sect, the old man turned around and ran away, leaving Lu Bei speechless.

According to his opinion, although Tianjian Sect is controlled by Qing Qian, the vast majority of its disciples are still very disciplined. Unlike demonic cultivators, who have no control over their destiny, Taoist cultivators pay attention to obeying nature, and doing good deeds and accumulating virtue is a daily practice. In part, the reputation is not much different.

Now it seems that he is overthinking.

Even though Huang Ji Zong was not a good person on a daily basis, bullying men and women, and grabbing training resources everywhere, Wu Zhou couldn't live without Huang Ji Zong.

Take the three western states as an example.

The Tianjian Sect started a war, drove away the Huangji Sect, who had always been a stoic, and advanced its troops to the front line. There are no Huangji Sect disciples to run around on missions, and Tianjian Sect has no one to manage it. The hidden demons and demons are waiting for the opportunity and come out to look for food.

In such a situation, only the people at the bottom will suffer. It would be damned if the reputation of Tianjian Sect could be good.

Now, it's not as good as Huangji Sect!

After thinking about it, Lu Bei was shocked to find that among all his vests, apart from the Yuhua Sect, which had zero reputation, the one with the best reputation was actually the Lingxiao Sword Sect led by Lin Buyan, a hypocrite.

Because this guy often lets his disciples do good things outside without conscience.

"TMD, why did Wu Zhou become like this!"