Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

The god of shepherd helped the man up and saw that he had a wound the size of a bowl on his abdomen, his whole body was burning hot, and his eyes were closed.

He hurriedly channeled a gentle stream of true energy, only to find that the energy could not circulate; the wound in the man's abdomen had caused his dantian to rupture.

"Who is so cruel as to cripple his martial arts!"

"Father, I have some medicinal pills here."

Lin Ruomei took out a brocade pouch and selected the most precious resurrection pill.

The Shepherd God took it and forcefully stuffed it into the man's mouth, then used his palm to melt the elixir, slowly sending the medicinal properties into the man's internal organs.

"Dad, I'll go gather some firewood to burn; it's too cold here."

"Ah."

The dragon beast seemed to understand what the two were saying, and it took off, leading Ruomei to the woods outside the cave.

A moment later, Ruomei brought over a pile of dry branches.

The man has regained consciousness.

"Meow~"

The dragon rushed onto the man, sniffing and rubbing against him.

"Miao'er, did you bring them here?"

"Meow~"

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, heroine."

The god of shepherd lit a campfire and asked with concern, "Your injuries are quite serious. Do you know where you live? My daughter and I can take you home."

Upon hearing this, the man's pale face darkened further: "I'm at home all over the world, there's no need to trouble yourself."

"so……"

Knowing that he had something difficult to say, the Shepherd God pondered and said, "I have nothing to do recently, so why don't I accompany you to recover from your injuries? My daughter happens to have some medicine with her."

"I will never forget your life-saving grace, and I dare not trouble you again, sir."

"The Rebellious God? An Elf?"

Pan's eyes widened. He had just been cursing who had injured this person, but he never expected that he would save the Lord of the Elves who was being questioned by Rahu.

"Hmm? And you are, sir?"

"My name is Lin Mu."

"So it was the Shepherd God of the Heavenly Frontier."

The atmosphere instantly turned cold. When Huang Yang and Geng Ri participated in the battle for supremacy in the ancient plains, they had already found out about the power of Tian Du. Naturally, they knew that Tian Jiang and Tian Du were not only allies, but also related by marriage.

"You don't need to worry. My daughter and I were traveling nearby when we were lured here by the Julong Beast. We didn't know it was you here."

Ni Shenyang said calmly, "Given my current state, what is there for you to scheme against? Leave."

"We must see this through to the end; we cannot give up halfway."

"Please."

Ni Shenyang closed his eyes and ignored the father and daughter.

The campfire flickered, gradually warming the cave.

The god of war gazed at the red flames and slowly said, "Rebel God Yang, how about I tell you a story, a story about three suns rising in the sky at the same time..."

"You are lucky to have been brought back from the dead and to have personally avenged your enemies."

"The real fortune is that the Heavenly Frontier still exists, and our homeland remains. Although Luo Hou crippled your cultivation, most of the elves were able to stay away from the flames of war, weren't they?"

Ni Shenyang lowered his head for a long while, then suddenly asked, "What exactly are the Six Treatises on Shepherding the Mind?"

The Shepherd God took out a booklet and handed it to the Rebel God Yang.

"What you need now is not the Six Treatises on Shepherding the Mind, but the Holy Scripture of the Demon Buddha. This martial art contains a method to restore your Qi Sea. I will help you."

Night fell, and at the same time, in the northern corner of the new capital.

Le Xunyuan practiced his palm techniques vigorously, his energy radiating outwards and his power shaking the heavens, while Yu Bufan brewed tea with snow on the side.

"Brother Bufan, I've never seen you fight anyone before. How about we have a little spar?"

"You called me by the wrong generation."

"Uncle Bufan".

"Uncle can't beat you."

"Do not believe!"

Yu Bufan slowly poured the boiling snow water into the teacup and took a sip with relish.

"The snow-melted liquid is clear and sweet, filling the well spring; I bring my own tea stove to brew it. I have no other concerns, and my hundred years in this world have not been in vain."

"come on."

Le Xunyuan slapped his palm towards the small red clay stove, and before the palm wind even arrived, the stove fire blazed up.

Yu Bufan held the cup in his right hand without moving, but his left hand unfolded the folding fan with a whoosh, deflecting the palm strike back.

Le Xunyuan dodged to the side, then raised his palm again, this time striking the teacup in Yu Bufan's hand.

"You brat, you're serious."

Yu Bufan lightly touched the stone bench with his toes, stood up, and continued to sip his snow tea.

"A sign of divine destruction!"

Le Xunyuan used a move from the "Martial Arts Manual," and instantly a strong wind swept across the land, splitting the sky and splitting the earth, as an immense and powerful force slammed into Yu Bufan in the air.

“You’re making rapid progress, but you’re still far behind Nanfeng Bujing, who has been immersed in the Scroll of Gods for five hundred years.”

Having also studied military strategy, Yu Bufan understood the key points and retreated accordingly.

His body moved like a broken willow branch, his shadow like a flying flower. He completed several incredible spins in the air, completely avoiding the powerful force of the palm strike, and landed gently on the ground.

Kara-la-la.

The palm strike hit a corner of the palace, causing the pillars and beams to shake and finally half of the room to collapse.

"Is it really not as good as the south wind?"

"I heard that Nanfeng has returned to Tiandu. Are you going to give up the opportunity to become emperor to go find him?"

Le Xunyuan stopped what he was doing, hesitating.

After subduing the Northern Corner, Yue Xunyuan handled various affairs inside and outside the palace with remarkable ease. He managed to quell external threats, maintain internal stability, divide and balance forces, and reward meritorious service. His series of actions even impressed Yu Bufan, who managed 100,000 followers.

If they remained in Beiyu, Yue Xunyuan believed that after decades of management, the new Beiyu would certainly be no weaker than the Beichen Dynasty, and might even be able to send troops to the Central Plains in the future.

If there is any real problem, my status as a disciple of the Martial Lord is more than enough to solve it.

Regardless of the future, its current scale is already enough to crush the small sect of Huizangju, and his once towering uncle is no longer a threat to him.

There's nothing wrong with being the emperor of the martial arts world in the northern corner.

But is that all?

Seeing his hesitation, Yu Bufan smiled and said, "I will return to Shenwu Peak tomorrow, so you should make a decision quickly."

"I'm going back to the capital, I won't be the emperor of this northern corner!"

Le Xunyuan made a resolute decision.

"Why?"

"I should stay by my master's side."

"Ha, it's rare to find someone so young with such composure. Just as your master said, your future is immeasurable."

"Uncle Bufan, don't you also look down on this emperor of the Northern Corner?"

Yu Bufan paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "How could someone as lazy as me have the idea of ​​becoming emperor? Come, come, let me offer you a cup of snow tea."

“Uncle Bufan, you can take several wives and concubines, have several sons, and each son can inherit a portion of the family business. In this way, you can travel the world and enjoy yourself.”

"Get married? Have children? Hahaha!"

Yu Bufan burst into laughter again.

"You ask when I will return, but there is no set date; the autumn rain in Bashan swells the pond at night. When will we trim the candle by the west window together and talk of the night rain in Bashan?"

Day two.

After making arrangements for the personnel remaining in the northern corner, Le Xunyuan bid farewell to Yu Bufan and returned to Tiandu.

Luo Hou has also returned from the Elf Realm, bringing back the Three Hengs of the World and the Autumn Serenity Sword, which he is currently studying with the Craftsman.

The complete Autumn Melody Sword requires Leng Piaomiao's sacrifice, and Luo Hou took the Autumn Melody Sword away, naturally not wanting Leng Piaomiao to sacrifice herself.

The Three Constants and the Worldly Realm are used to contain the Three Lights in the Three, Four, and Five Formations.

"Master."

Upon seeing Yue Xunyuan return, Luo Hou comforted him, saying, "Very good. After you finish learning the Military Scripture, you can learn the 'Demon Buddha Holy Scripture'."

Chapter 384 One by one, they are reborn. Is this a good thing?

Three thousand feet below the Yellow Springs, the earth blazes with fire, and blood boils.

Di Ming opened his eyes.

He was resurrected once again, just as long ago, when the Nine Heavens Mystic Venerable repeatedly infused him with greater darkness, causing him to die in agony, only for him to rise again from the Yellow Springs.

"The dazzling one has written scripts for many people, but never for himself, because the dazzling one's fate was already sealed."

He stood up, dusted off his clean black and gold brocade robe. After his resurrection, the wounds on his body were healed, and his power was restored to its peak.

My mind cleared up immediately.

Recreating darkness becomes worthless, and even if the remaining typhoons are successfully controlled, they will be of no help to humanity.

After some contemplation, Di Ming decided to change course, first destroying the dragon's head, then eliminating the Eight Legions of Heavenly Evil, to prevent Orochi's resurrection.

When he returned to the Eternal Night Theater, the Clown Puppet hurriedly reported: "God of the Underworld, the dragon head of the Elf Realm has been released by Rahu."