Chapter 724: King of the Mountain

The effect of Master Xueling’s magic of “Calling Wind and Snow” is snowfall, cold wind and lower temperature.

After his magic was broken, Juyongguan became a sunny day.

Throughout the day yesterday, not only did it stop snowing, but the north wind also became weak. The sun shone on the earth, the temperature began to rise, and the ice and snow slowly melted.

Xiaoyu felt that the temperature was at least minus ten degrees Celsius before he called for the second snowfall. The second time he called for the snowfall failed, but after the weather changed, the temperature in Rizhao reached a maximum of ten degrees Celsius.

In other words, the temperature rose by twenty degrees Celsius over and over again.

Today is the same, it is a sunny day, the red sun rises from the east, casting a golden red glow over the Donghu camp.

It was at this time when the red sun rose and the purple air came from the east that the prayers to welcome the “saint” began.

Led by Master Xue Ling, Ke Bineng was half a step behind him. Including Xiao Yu, all the immortal masters and human immortal generals were present, and there were three thousand knights lined up in formation.

Everyone followed Master Xueling to recite the “Huangting Daojing”.

Fortunately, the Snow Mountain Patriarch is a true immortal who has attained enlightenment for many years, and he is not so low-brow as to ask his disciples to shout “Snow Mountain Immortal, your Dharma is in the Central Plains, with great magical powers and boundless magic power.”

A faint auspicious cloud rose into the blue sky and suddenly floated from the northeast.

It came very abruptly.

Xiaoyu had been observing the sky out of the corner of his eye. Naturally, his spiritual eye was also open. He sensed a ray of fairy air shooting in from afar, the speed of which was definitely more than five times the speed of sound.

It’s not that it has been running at five times the speed of sound, but there was a sudden acceleration after entering the range of the Great Wall.

Xiaoyu felt that the Snow Mountain Ancestor was showing off. In order to show off his power in front of others, he used all his strength to increase his speed and increase the mysterious feeling of his supernatural powers, because the Snow Mountain Ancestor was not the only one who came, but a group of people.

A wisp of fairy air, as thin as a chopstick and as long as a clothesline, suddenly expanded above everyone’s heads and turned into a two-acre cloud of auspiciousness.

There were bursts of fairy music and strange fragrance wafting out from the auspicious clouds.

There are sixteen fairies and fairy children, each of them dressed in colorful clothes, handsome, and with immortal charm. They can at least refine Qi into their bodies, and they are not ordinary people.

They either hold musical instruments such as the qin, flute, xun, and sheng, or carry flower baskets or hold ruyi.

An old monk in a green Taoist robe and a tall emperor were surrounded by them in the center.

So many people were riding on a auspicious cloud. The mass of the auspicious cloud was much stronger than the “whirlwind cloud” that Xiaoyu had casually created in Xishu, but it was impossible for it to rush at five times the speed of sound. It must have been accelerated by artificial infusion of magic power.

Xiaoyu understood this, so he thought that the Snow Mountain Ancestor was showing off.

But she didn’t mind it too much.

If it were her, she would also try her best to act cool when she is in front of people.

When the auspicious clouds dispersed, the “saints” fell on the loess, and everyone could see their faces clearly.

The old monk was about fifty years old, with a big face, small eyes, small nose, and small mouth, as if there were only a few small wine glasses on a dining table for ten people.

He had a kind smile on his face. Not only had he shaved his head and received the precepts, he also wore a golden ring on his head and Buddhist beads around his neck. He was obviously a monk, but he was wearing a green Taoist robe.

But the Taoist robe looked particularly harmonious on him, as if he was just an old Taoist priest who was cultivating his mind and nourishing his energy.

Very weird.

The emperor next to him was much more normal.

He looked to be in his thirties, wearing the same black robe as Ying Zheng, a crown on his head, sword-like eyebrows, and majestic eyes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robe sleeves fluttering in the wind, and he looked intimidating without even getting angry. One could tell at first glance that he was a big shot who had been in a superior position for a long time.

“Disciple Xueling, respectfully welcomes the arrival of the ancestor!”

Master Xueling was very respectful, kneeling on the ground and prostrating himself.

Ke Bineng beside him also knelt down.

Since the Great Chanyu of Donghu has knelt, the Donghu soldiers will certainly kneel as well.

But Yuwen Bo and other immortal masters just bent down and bowed, and Xiao Yu did the same, shouting “Junior pays homage to the Snow Mountain Ancestor”.

——The immortal aura of this old fellow was a little mixed, and he was obviously not a celestial being. But his mental strength was very strong, and he must have practiced the Heart Sutra of Buddhism, and his realm was extremely high and his skills were very good.

Based on the results of her own observations, Xiao Yu quietly made a judgment on the strength of the “saint” in her heart: His “Qi” was not as good as Zhang Yuan’s, his mental strength was much stronger than hers, his blood and energy were restrained, and he was suspected to have practiced advanced body-building exercises.

Then she focused more attention on the man in the robe.

Originally, this king in royal robes only looked majestic, and Xiaoyu didn’t feel that he was too strong.

To be honest, she felt that although the Snow Mountain Patriarch looked smiling, he was a little more dangerous than the King of Gunfu.

But suddenly, a strange wave came from the King of Gunfu.

Xiaoyu couldn’t describe what was happening. She used her spiritual eyes to carefully sense the other person’s aura. She inexplicably felt something itching deep in her blood.

At this moment, the man in the imperial robe also turned his head to look at her, with surprise and joy in his eyes that Xiaoyu did not understand.

If the occasion wasn’t wrong, both she and he would have wanted to have a direct conversation.

“Haha, Great Chanyu, and all the generals, get up!”

The Snow Mountain Patriarch was very ostentatious, but not arrogant. He personally supported Ke Bineng and performed a Taoist kowtow to Yu Wenbo and other immortal masters, calling them, “My fellow Taoists, I am Snow Mountain. I am honored to meet you.”

After the ceremony, the Snow Mountain Patriarch pointed to the man in the imperial robe beside him and introduced him, “This is the King of Bashan from the Golden Peng Dynasty of the North Sea. Fellow Taoists, you should be familiar with him, right?”

“Ah, it turns out to be King Bashan, nice to meet you!” Ke Bineng was surprised and delighted, and immediately bowed deeply again.

Yuwen Bo, Master Xueling and others knew King Bashan.

Especially Yuwen Bo, when he introduced himself to Xiaoyu, he called himself “North Sea Monk”.

Now that acquaintances met, they were naturally very happy and surprised, but they were not overly polite.

After a brief greeting, Kebineng led the Snow Mountain Patriarch and the King of Bashan into the reed shed.

They built a platform out of earth and covered it with mats woven from reeds and straw, which served as their seats.

Everyone followed the “etiquette of the saints” and sat cross-legged on mats.

“Great Chanyu, the situation of your Donghu is not optimistic, right?” After everyone sat down, the Snow Mountain Patriarch asked with a smile.

Ke Bineng nodded solemnly and sighed, “The Xiuge army was wiped out inexplicably without any warning, catching us off guard.

We didn’t retreat to the grassland before winter. Now the grassland is covered with snow. It’s very difficult for 300,000 soldiers to march thousands of miles!”

The Snow Mountain Patriarch slowly shook his head, his eyes sharpened, and said calmly: “The Great Chanyu still hasn’t figured out his own situation. You are not in trouble, the Donghu are in a catastrophe, and death is imminent!”

“Death?” Ke Bineng was startled, and quickly got up from the straw mat and knelt respectfully, “My young prince is ignorant and short-sighted, please teach me, ancestor!”

The Snow Mountain Patriarch twirled his beard and said calmly, “I don’t know what disaster you have encountered.

However, during the past two days of observing the stars, I saw that Taibai was visible during the day and its color was like blood, which was a sign that the red light was invading the Emperor Star.

In addition, the Pleiades are dark and the Aldebaran is broken, which are signs of falling stars like rain.

I am standing on the Chifeng Dragon Vein and looking at the starry sky. What I see is the star map of your Donghu’s national destiny!
Although you are only a ‘king’, since this is the astrological map of your Donghu people, let’s call your life star the ‘Emperor Star’.

The red light is invading the Emperor Star and the trend cannot be reversed. Your life is over.

The Pleiades and the Pleiades represent the Donghu generals who assisted you. The Pleiades are dark, the Pleiades are broken, they are all going to die, and the souls of 300,000 Donghu warriors will return to Mars.

To sum up, in one sentence, the 300,000 Donghu soldiers in Juyong Pass are about to be annihilated!”

Ke Bineng was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he kowtowed repeatedly, begging: “Ancestor, please have mercy on me, use your magical powers, and save me, and the three hundred thousand warriors of Donghu!”

The Snow Mountain Patriarch sighed slightly, “I have also enjoyed the Donghu National Sacrifice. Now I have come all the way from Changbai Mountain, and I do want to help the Donghu escape disaster.

But after some calculations, I am sure that there is a huge crisis lurking around you.

But I seem unable to turn the tide.”

Xiao Yu had the same look of surprise as the other immortal masters, but he began to be alert in his heart: this fake monk was not trying to scare Ke Bineng, he was really good at divination, and had been secretly observing the stars and the battlefield for several days!

She was very sure that Snow Mountain Patriarch and King Bashan had not just come from Changbai Mountain.

They might have been watching the Donghu military camp from a distance, or from the sky.

Xiaoyu suddenly had a slight sense of crisis.

“Senior Xueshan, you saw the Donghu star map, but you still came.”

Yuwen Bo stared at him steadily. “And it’s not just you. Even King Bashan is here. With the two of you helping us, who else can threaten the Great Chanyu?”

King Bashan sighed and said, “I am not here to help you. I am here for Xiu Ge and Zhang Yuan.

After Zhang Yuan’s handwritten letter was delivered to the North Sea by the talisman messenger, I immediately met with several immortal friends and prepared to ask them to rush to Yanmen Pass for assistance.

Fellow Daoist Yuwen also understands the situation of the Jinpeng Dynasty. This king has to stay in the North Sea and has no plans to go south.

As a result, before the farewell banquet was over, Xu Ge’s star fell. “

Yuwen Bo said: “Now the Xiu tribe has been completely annihilated, and the Eastern Hu People’s Alliance is in danger.

Your Majesty, as the ruler of the Jinpeng Dynasty and the backbone of the ‘Anti-Qin Hu People Alliance’, how can you remain indifferent?”

King Bashan smiled and did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at Xiaoyu and asked curiously, “This fellow Taoist is a new face. I don’t know what to call you. Which immortal mountain do you practice in?”

In fact, Xiaoyu had planned to introduce herself earlier.

If Yu Wenbo and the others introduced themselves, she would say hello to them as well.

Unexpectedly, although Yu Wenbo and the others were not very familiar with each other, they had met and knew each other.

She was left standing awkwardly by the side, pretending to be an old acquaintance of theirs.

However, she believed that Master Xueling had secretly sent a message to her teacher before, introducing the situation in the Donghu camp, including the new friend “Longyang Daojun”.

Xiao Yu said: “I am Long Yang, originally lived in Liusha River, and just came to Nanzhanbuzhou last year.

Like the king, this time I also received a letter from Taoist Zhang Yuan, and prepared to go to Yanmen Pass to eat cough, ready to help the Huns break through the city gate.

As a result, when I arrived, King Zuo Guli’s entire army was annihilated.”

Snow Mountain Patriarch raised his eyebrows and asked, “The Flowing Sand Region is not close to here. Daoist friend lives well in the Flowing Sand River, why do you want to change the dojo?”

Based on this sentence, it can be confirmed that he has indeed received the message from Master Xueling.

Xiaoyu only said that he had just arrived in Jambu Continent.

He had previously explained to Yuwen Bo and the others that he was practicing in the Amur River.

“If we really live well here, we wouldn’t have to leave our hometown,” Xiaoyu sighed.

Master Xueling helped explain: “In recent years, a madman named ‘Yu Fengxian’ appeared in the Flowing Sand Region. He messed up both sides of the Flowing Sand River and killed many immortal friends!”

“Oh, it’s because of Yu Fengxian.”

The Snow Mountain Patriarch had a calm expression and only nodded slightly. It was unknown whether he really believed it or not.

King Bashan moved his lips a few times, as if he wanted to say a few more words to “Longyang Taoist”.

But when he saw Kebineng, Yuwenbo and the others staring at him, he changed direction and said to Yuwenbo, “Since this king and Snow Mountain Patriarch are here, we are definitely willing to help Donghu survive this disaster.

Now that Zuoguli King Xiu Ge has been killed, the Xiongnu in the east can be said to have suffered a serious blow.

If something happens to the King of Donghu again, the war situation in the north will completely collapse.

But how to arrange it, I will follow the host’s wishes, I have to listen to what the ancestor says and how to arrange it.”

The Huns were located in the north, facing south, and their “left and right” referred to the east and west directions of Jambu Continent.

King Zuoguli was located in the east, and Donghu was also in the northeast.

The two families joined forces to threaten the eastern Great Wall defense line, and the commander of the eastern Great Wall defense line was Meng Yi.

Meng Tian and Prince Fusu led hundreds of thousands of people to garrison the western Great Wall defense line, mainly at Yumen Pass, to deal with King Youguli, King Youxian, and the Dayuezhi.

The “Hu People Alliance” is not just empty talk.

In the east, the Xiongnu formed an alliance with the Donghu, and in the west, they united with the Dayuezhi and the Qiang.

Now that King Zuo Guli’s army has been completely wiped out, if the 300,000 strong Donghu army also falls in Juyong Pass, the eastern defense line will surely collapse.

The east collapsed, and Meng Yi led his troops to support the west, which then collapsed as well. Eventually, the overall situation of “the Hu people moving south to the Central Plains” also collapsed.

Therefore, although King Bashan was an ally (investor) of the Xiongnu, he also came to Juyongguan.

And because he was not the “major shareholder behind the scenes” of Donghu, he followed the Snow Mountain Ancestor instead of coming here on his own.

The Snow Mountain Patriarch is one of the original shareholders of Donghu.

If King Bashan brought a group of North Sea immortals directly to the Donghu camp, they would be crossing the line and planting their flag on someone else’s territory.

He first found the Snow Mountain Ancestor and discussed it privately.

Now he has made his position clear, with Snow Mountain Ancestor as the main one and himself as the auxiliary.

Upon hearing King Bashan’s statement, Kebi Neng and Yuwen Bo were both visibly relieved.

“The ancestor said that there is a huge crisis lurking around me. What does he mean specifically?” Ke Bineng asked.

Snow Mountain Patriarch shook his head and said, “I don’t know. Your Emperor Star was invaded by blood light. The blood light was not a sign of a long rainbow piercing the sun, but a sudden explosion next to you.

Therefore, I judge that there is a fatal crisis around you.

It may be that the Feiyu Fairy who killed Xiu Ge wants to assassinate you.

It could also be that in Daiyi City next to the Donghu military camp, a general or immortal killed you on the battlefield.

It could also be that something went wrong within the Donghu clan. There are too many possibilities, and I can’t even determine where the crisis is, so I’m unsure.”

“Ancestor, do you also know about ‘Fairy Feiyu’? She has been lurking in our military camp these past two days, making us nervous and unable to rest in peace.” Ke Bineng said.

“She killed Xiu Ge, whose destiny had not yet ended, and blocked Zhang Yuan’s Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. The astrological map of Shenzhou’s national destiny was changed. Now the whole world is shaken and all the immortals are shocked. How could I not know about it?” said the Snow Mountain Patriarch.

“Where did Fairy Feiyu come from? We’ve never heard of her before, and now she suddenly appears, and we don’t know anything about her.” Master Xueling asked.

(End of this chapter)