From the Valkyrie to the Endless

[Expected duration of stay: ten years, ten months, and seventeen days. ]

Shen Qing glanced at the time on the side and found that the estimated stay time had not changed.

Just like before, moving the middle sundial only affected herself and had nothing to do with the world in front of her.

Coming back to her senses, Shen Qing clenched her fists and felt a rare sense of excitement. As long as the energy of the sundial was enough, she might be able to acquire the skills she would have a hundred years later in advance, and thus reach the level of grandmaster or even higher within ten years.

It's a pity that she still hasn't figured out the source of the energy.

The only difference between the innate realm and the acquired realm is that one has truly stepped into the door of cultivation and has some communication with heaven and earth. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

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In a blink of an eye, it was noon and the mighty armies of the northern countries arrived at the pass. They were frightened by the bloody battlefield in front of them and dared not move rashly.

Not far behind them, there was also a large army chasing them. Fearing for the best, they did not dare to stay for long. They sent out several teams of scouts to hastily check the situation inside the pass. After confirming that there were no troops stationed there, the army entered the pass to rest.

They had to leave behind a part of the army and rely on the pass to resist the pursuers behind them in order to save more lives.

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The blast of arrows soared into the sky, and rockets were thrown up from the forest.

Boom!

The continuous explosions sounded like thunder.

The climate was still cold, the wind was dry and the air was dry. In a blink of an eye, the pass turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Fifty thousand troops rushed out of the pass and dispersed in all directions without any order. Mountain fires gradually started, and in a moment the entire mountain was filled with flames, and black smoke billowed straight into the sky.

"Quick victory!"

If it is delayed for too long, once the wildfire spreads, even the fire itself will be affected.

Shen Qing hid in the military formation and began to search for masters who had entered the innate realm among the chaotic army. This was her only source of energy at present.

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In the blink of an eye, another day and night passed.

Qianzhou, Zhenbei Camp.

"Shen Qing is dead?"

Yang Zongxi frowned slightly and looked at the general who was delivering the message: "Can you confirm that the news is true? Have you seen the body?"

"Your Majesty, Shen Qing's body has been cremated, but this news should be true. Someone saw it with their own eyes. Suddenly, a black light fell from the sky and hit Shen Qing, passing through his heart. He must not have survived."

"A black light? Who made the move?" Yang Zongxi's expression tensed.

“There is no way to verify it.”

"That's all."

Shen Qing died so easily, which gave Yang Zongxi a bad feeling. He immediately gave the order:

"Send out 30,000 light cavalry to capture the remaining followers of Shen Lie."

Once Shen Qing dies, the army will be without a commander, and the camp will inevitably become a mess, making it easy to wipe them out.

"I'm afraid it's too late." The lieutenant shook his head repeatedly: "After Shen Qing died, the rebel camp nominated another man as the leader. He defeated the Northern Territory's rebel army at Tieyang Pass and captured countless enemies. Now the rebels have already headed north and are preparing to take shelter in the territories of the Northern Territory countries."

"Who did they nominate?"

Yang Zongxi frowned. He knew the situation of Shen Lie's remnants very well. Apart from Shen Qing, no one else should be qualified to command the army.

"It's a girl, said to be the descendant of the Duke of Zhenguo."

"Duke of Zhenguo? Nonsense!"

Hearing this, Yang Zongxi immediately shook his head and said, "Zhao Xiuhu's family had already been killed by the Divine Constables, so where did the descendants come from?"

Zhao Xiuhu has been entrenched in Qianzhou for many years and has very good relations with the royal families of several major countries in the Northern Territory. As long as he is not dead, there will be no chaos in Qianzhou.

Yang Zongxian has always been cold-blooded, cruel and ruthless, and it is impossible for him to leave anyone alive.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 44: Demon Slayer

"Pay close attention to the movements of Shen Lie's remaining followers. If there are any unusual movements, report them at any time."

Yang Zongxi pondered for a moment, but still couldn't figure out a clue, so he could only make this arrangement.

"Immediately arrange for someone to check and see if anyone saw the person who killed Shen Qing."

Yang Zongxi had already had some doubts in his heart about this. Taking people's lives in the midst of thousands of soldiers and leaving without a trace would be difficult even for a martial arts grandmaster. It was most likely that Yang Zongxian had come in person.

"promise."

The lieutenant general took the order and left, leaving Yang Zongxi alone in the tent.

His eyes were fixed on the geomancy map, his mind surging with thoughts. If Yang Zongxian really came here alone, this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

If he could kill Yang Zongxian here, with his current capital, the world would be at his fingertips.

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Qianzhou border.

The further north they went, the fewer wide official roads there were, and most of them were rugged mountain roads. The army's marching speed inevitably slowed down.

At night, after discussing with several generals, Zhao Yu ordered the army to set up camp in a wasteland to rest.

Shen Qing rarely interferes in the military affairs of the camp nowadays. In fact, there is no need for her to ask about it anymore. Zhao Yu does one thing very well. If there is anything she doesn't understand, she will immediately ask those veterans who have been on the battlefield for advice.

There were only more than 10,000 soldiers in total, and with many veteran generals assisting them, there was no chance of making any mistakes. Moreover, Shen Qing himself was only good at talking about military affairs on paper, and was far inferior to Zuo Jun and others in terms of responding to emergencies on the battlefield.

With the help of these generals, Zhao Yu grew rapidly. She gradually applied Sun Tzu's Art of War to herself and absorbed its essence.

In a tent of the central army, Shen Qing sat cross-legged behind a desk. On the table in front of her were piles of dried meat, water bags, and more than ten centuries-old medicinal herbs. These were the best supplements she could prepare now.

In the previous battle, more than ten innate generals died at her hands. The sundial had absorbed a lot of energy, enough to last for one year with some left over.

After entering the Northern Territory, there will be a lot of troubles, so it is naturally better to improve your strength as soon as possible.

After adjusting his state, Shen Qing calmed down, put a piece of old ginseng into his mouth, and turned the sundial.

In order to avoid dragging out time too long and starving himself to death, Shen Qing began to advance slowly in cycles of three days.

The effect of the passage of time seemed to be closely related to Shen Qing's current state. The effect of this kind of meditation on improving his skills was much more obvious than in previous attempts, and his skills increased almost exponentially.

The sundial slowly turned, and Shen Qing's internal strength began to surge at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The amount of old medicine in the drinking water on the table gradually decreased, and wisps of impurities turned into misty and turbid air and were expelled from the body with Shen Qing's breathing.

In just half an hour, the sundial had advanced more than eight months, and Shen Qing's internal strength finally reached a new critical point.

The sound of blood rushing echoed in the tent, like a mountain stream, getting louder and louder as it gets closer.

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The invisible barrier was broken, and Shen Qing's speed of absorbing energy between heaven and earth increased significantly, and his connection with heaven and earth gradually deepened.

After putting the last old medicine into his mouth, Shen Qing stopped the operation of the sundial and began to regulate his internal strength which had increased several times.

The resources on hand are almost exhausted, and if we want to move forward, we need to prepare additional old medicines and supplements.

The innate is divided into three realms: small success, great success, and perfection.

Shen Qing has now reached the state of innate perfection and is already a rare master. He can serve as the governor of a city and govern the people of a region.

No matter how extraordinary a genius is, it would take at least half a year to reach the realm of great success after entering the innate realm. The fact that it only took Shen Qing more than eight months was enough to show that he was quite talented.

Besides, the technique of Chang Whale Swallowing the Sun is a path of accumulating strength over time, and it has a strong foundation, which requires more time to accumulate.

After entering the realm of innate perfection, a vague idea emerged in Shen Qing's mind.

Since the innate realm can absorb the energy between heaven and earth, there should be another way to manipulate the energy of heaven and earth for one's own use. It's just that she has no way to get started, so it's difficult for her to get a glimpse of its mystery.

While he was thinking, the energy of heaven and earth moved strangely. Shen Qing sensed something was wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the tent.

A breeze blew by, lifting the curtain of the tent. In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in the tent. He was tall and strong, carrying a six-foot-long sword on his back. His temples were gray, his eyes were dull, and he looked tired and weak. The man looked no more than thirty years old, but he looked very old, like an old man who was about to die.

Shen Qing recognized the man. He had met him before in that wild village.

"You are Shen Qing."

The man broke the silence with his words, which were full of affirmation without any doubt:

"You can change your appearance and bones, but you can't change your aura. The simple art of disguise can only deceive those who don't know how to practice. It can't deceive me, and naturally it can't deceive Yang Zongxian. If he sees you again, he will still recognize you."

"What's your name, senior?"

After hearing this, Shen Qing understood that the person in front of her at least had no ill will towards her, and she had guessed about his identity.

"Sikong Yuan." The man's voice was hoarse, and compared to ordinary people, he seemed a little less lively.

"It turns out that it was the Demon Slayer True Lord who was here. I am sorry for my rudeness."

Shen Qing was not surprised at all. He stood up and bowed.

"It's just Sikong Yuan."

Sikong Yuan shook his head and sat down on the ground. He looked exhausted and his breathing was heavy.

"That day, Yang Zongxian tried to kill you. I was a step too late and was not able to stop him. I'm sorry."

"Senior, your words are too sincere. We just met by chance. There is no need for you to save me."

Shen Qing has always been clear about gratitude and resentment. There is no connection between her and Sikong Yuan. Even if he just sits aside and watches Yang Zongxian kill her, she will not have any resentment. It should be so.

"I owed your father a life back then. When he got into trouble, I was far away overseas and didn't have time to rush back."

As if he recalled some long-lost memories, Sikong Yuan pursed his lips slightly, and was a little dazed for a moment. Suddenly, the expression on his face began to struggle, and blood appeared in his pupils.

Shen Qing felt a chill in her heart and subconsciously took a half step back. The man in front of her suddenly became extremely dangerous to her.