From the Valkyrie to the Endless

But for Shen Qing, the description is meaningless.

In the side hall, on the soft couch, Zhao Yu was practicing martial arts. Under Shen Qing's mandatory request, she now spent at least six hours a day practicing, and most of the military affairs were left to her subordinates.

A military commander only needs to coordinate the overall situation and know how to identify talents and use them. If he does everything himself, he will not accomplish anything great.

Hearing Shen Qing's footsteps, Zhao Yu slowly stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

The news of the great changes that took place in Da Xia has already reached the Northern Territory. The countries in the Northern Territory are all well aware of the horror of the human-demon, which has caused a panic. She couldn't help but worry about Shen Qing's safety.

Glancing behind Shen Qing, Zhao Yu didn't see anyone. As he came back alone, he didn't ask much. He just moved his body and consciously made room for Shen Qing.

Shen Qing lay down on the couch somewhat tiredly. Even though the sundial could adjust his physical condition, the mental fatigue would not go away and he needed time to recover.

In the path of spiritual practice, the importance of the soul is far more important than the body. Without a strong enough soul, it is impossible to control the rapidly expanding power.

Shen Qing’s cultivation is still at a low level now. As her cultivation increases, it is very likely that her soul will be unable to control her body.

The rotation of the sundial only changed her physical body, but did not enhance her mental cultivation, which was a disadvantage.

Seeing that Shen Qing's brows were still furrowed, Zhao Yu quietly turned over, knelt beside Shen Qing, and gently pressed the top of his head with his fingertips to soothe Shen Qing's nerves.

Before he knew it, Shen Qing's consciousness became a little blurred and he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning.

"Do you want to meet the messengers?"

As soon as Shen Qing stood up, he heard Zhao Yu's question from the side. Zhao Yu had already gotten up and started to sort out today's government affairs.

Shen Qing rubbed his brows, and just then he remembered the messengers Zhao Yu mentioned, and nodded:

"Call them."

After a while, Shen Qing put on his mask again and met with those who had delivered the letter for Liu Kunnan.

There were a total of forty-seven people in this group, both men and women, most of them were around thirty years old. Shen Qing took a quick look and didn't see any familiar faces. At least in the imperial capital, they were not famous figures and were not well-known.

The overall strength of these people is not strong, and most of them have never learned martial arts. There is only one grandmaster and two innate martial artists.

So many people came to deliver a letter, which made Shen Qing feel puzzled: "Besides delivering the letter, did Liu Kunnan have anything else to say?"

"Prime Minister Liu sent us here to help the general and accomplish great things together."

The only Grandmaster among the crowd spoke respectfully.

After a moment of contemplation, Shen Qing waved his hand to dismiss the group of people. Then he discussed something with Zhao Yu and temporarily put these people into the camp.

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It’s already half a month in a blink of an eye.

However, in less than half a month, the camp, which was originally a little chaotic, was completely renewed and much more tidy.

Shen Qing was somewhat surprised to find that the people sent by Liu Kunnan were quite capable of handling internal affairs, no less than those high-ranking officials in the court. It was obvious that they had been carefully trained by someone.

With these people as the backbone, assisted by many low-level officials, it is completely enough to support a huge empire for a short period of time.

Cultivating such talents is not a one-day job. It requires more than ten or even twenty years of hard work.

Liu Kunnan spent a lot of time and energy secretly training such a group of people. I'm afraid he has been planning a big game for a long time.

This game of chess might have something to do with Shen Lie. Things in the court are not as simple as she had heard before.

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With the help of these people, Shen Qing's expansion speed in the Northern Territory increased several times. In just over half a year, all the countries in the Northern Territory were under her control.

The army under his command has expanded to 300,000, most of whom are soldiers from the northern countries.

During this period, Shen Qing specially dispatched an army of 100,000 to search the seldom visited places in the Northern Territory, digging deep into the ground in an attempt to find some clues about the secret realm.

When she first returned to the Northern Territory, she went back to the top of Jiutian Peak and used the sundial to deduce for more than fifty years. However, her progress in skills was not satisfactory. She had just touched the threshold of the late Ningyuan Realm, let alone the Gangsha Realm.

The speed of cultivation in the secular world is too slow. Even on the Jiutian Mountain, relying on the sparse power of the stars, her progress in strength is not satisfactory. However, the huge rock on the top of the mountain has been nourished by spiritual energy and has become more transparent.

Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this year, Shen Qing's cultivation did not improve at all. She received a lot of news that seemed to be about the secret realm, but after checking it out in person, she returned disappointed.

The number of secret realms was far rarer than she had imagined.

The strength of the army under her command is stronger than before, and has expanded to 400,000.

With the nourishment of the elixir, Hao Yun's cultivation returned to its peak, and he even went one step further, becoming another martial arts master in the army.

In addition to the martial arts masters who surrendered to Shen Qing from the Northern Territory countries, there are now more than ten masters under Shen Qing's command, and he is gradually becoming more powerful.

Shen Qing did not teach these masters the ancient methods. Firstly, the practice of the ancient methods was too slow, and they had to waste their efforts and start all over again. Considering the age of these masters, it was obviously too late.

Furthermore, there are not enough resources nowadays to support so many monks to practice ancient methods.

In order to improve the combat power of these masters as quickly as possible, Shen Qing copied down all the skills he remembered in his mind and recreated the Shen family's Martial Arts Pavilion.

This is more helpful to the masters.

Just when Shen Qing integrated the Northern Territory and was preparing to get involved in Qianzhou, she received another letter.

Originated from the Prime Minister of Daxia, Liu Kunnan.

In the letter, he first asked Shen Qing whether the people who had sent the items were using them smoothly, and then asked Shen Qing to have a face-to-face meeting.

The agreed location is the border between Qianzhou and Xuanzhou. This place is very clever, far enough away from the imperial capital yet very close to the Northern Territory.

After receiving the letter, Shen Qing set off immediately without any hesitation.

It was because Liu Kunnan's letter directly stated that he had in his hands what Shen Qing wanted most right now.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 84: Stepping into Southern Xinjiang, the Ancient Mysterious Realm

Qianzhou border.

Royal Lake City.

This remote little town was not affected by Sikong Yuan, but it had just experienced a war not long ago and still looked somewhat desolate and dilapidated.

On the long street, many martial artists wearing swords and carrying sabers were walking back and forth. On both sides of the street, one could occasionally see some martial arts gyms that had just opened and decorated with lights.

The successive wars made Qianzhou, where martial arts were already a popular culture, even more eager for force. Ordinary people, even if they could not learn any advanced internal skills, also wanted to practice some self-defense techniques.

Therefore, a large number of martial arts schools came into being, and even martial artists at the first or second level of the acquired realm dared to open their doors and accept disciples.

Some of the ruffians who originally roamed the mountains and wilds suddenly became owners of martial arts schools and took the opportunity to make a fortune.

The influence of the imperial court was gradually weakening, and most of these martial arts schools actually had unknown origins, but no one had ever carefully investigated the identities of these people.

Today's Daxia no longer has the spare energy. The deaths of a large number of low-level officials have shaken the foundation of a dynasty.

Today, it is an empty land waiting for a powerful dragon to retake control.

Shen Qing was dressed in black, without a mask, and covered his true face with a hat. He slowly walked into a teahouse.

Nowadays, many people recognize her silver mask. This kind of dress is too common in Qianzhou and does not attract many people's attention.

Over the past year, the name of the Silver-faced Rakshasa has spread to Qianzhou, and her portrait wearing a mask has also spread to all major forces.

December had already been on the list of Grand Masters on the Heavenly Ranking, but because she had no record of fighting against other Grand Masters, her ranking was not high and was only in the middle.

Inside the teahouse, there were crowds of people and it was a bit noisy.

Brewing high-quality liquor consumes a lot of grain. Nowadays, with continuous wars, it is difficult for the people to feed themselves, and there is not much surplus grain to make liquor.

The price of good wine kept rising and it became unaffordable for ordinary people. As a result, restaurant business plummeted and teahouses became a necessary substitute.

Shen Qing went straight up to the second floor. Just as he passed the stairs, he was stopped by two young martial artists of similar age. They were very polite in their words:

"The second floor has been reserved by my master. May I ask if you are here to keep an appointment or to have tea? If you are here to have tea, please move to the lobby."

"Keep your appointment."

Shen Qing raised his head and glanced. Sitting next to the window was a middle-aged man. He was wearing a slightly loose brocade robe with silver patterns and a jade belt with animal patterns tied tightly around his waist. He had a fair face and a gentle temperament.

It was the Prime Minister of Daxia, Liu Kunnan.

My previous incarnation had seen this person many times at various banquets and was not a stranger to him.

However, Shen Qing was somewhat surprised by his frankness without any concealment.

The two martial artists turned around and took a look, and only made way when they saw Liu Kunnan nod.

Shen Qing walked straight to the table and sat down, taking off her bamboo hat. Under the white veil was the face of a young woman in her thirties, very ordinary. She had changed her appearance when she went out. She did not have much trust in Liu Kunnan, nor did she have any intention of confronting him.

Liu Kunnan's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled softly: "Long time no see, niece."

After saying that, he raised his hand, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of Shen Qing.

Shen Qing glanced around and did not find any hidden warriors except the two innate martial artists. Liu Kunnan seemed to trust her very much.

"As Liu Xinxin said, you are holding the thing I want most right now. May I ask what it is?"

Shen Qing had no intention of reminiscing about the past, and without even looking at the tea that Liu Kunnan pushed over, he went straight to the point.

"Secret realm." Liu Kunnan uttered these two words lightly.

"Where?" Shen Qing's eyes focused, but he was not surprised.

There must be Liu Kunnan's spies among the army under her command. Her previous high-profile actions almost turned the Northern Territory upside down, which naturally could not be hidden from Liu Kunnan's eyes.

"Southern Xinjiang."

"Southern Xinjiang?" Shen Qing raised his eyebrows.

Southern Xinjiang and Northern Xinjiang, one in the south and the other in the north, are tens of thousands of miles apart, and the terrain is dangerous, filled with poisonous insects, rats and miasma. Except for the natives of various tribes who grew up in Southern Xinjiang, not many people would set foot here.

"There is a place in the southern border called Cuiyun Valley. The valley is filled with miasma all year round. It is extremely poisonous. If an ordinary person does not have internal strength to protect himself, once he is exposed to it, he will die suddenly within a day. There is no medicine to cure it."

"Deep in the Cuiyun Valley, there is a cold pond waterfall. I have sent many experts to explore it before, and saw many strange patterns on its mountain walls."

Having said that, Liu Kunnan took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms and spread it out in front of Shen Qing.