The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

Awakening from a big dream.

in the secret room.

Huang Feng stretched himself, his bones throbbing. Looking around, he saw darkness all around him.

Hard work.

He was almost non-stop during this period and didn't get a good night's sleep.

A hundred buckets a day.

Not only does he have to fight against the imperial court, he also has to fight against the demon clan, and finally he has to fight against his own subordinates.

Call ~

Huang Feng took a long breath, composed himself, and began to practice hard.

The Lord of the Seven States.

The financial resources of seven states were pooled to support his practice.

As he unfolded his storage bag, countless spirit stones surrounded it, and clumps of spirit fluid floated in the air. His storage bag was now almost entirely filled with spirit fluid, a full 100,000 barrels.

Under Ji Jichang's guidance, he had already understood the path ahead and his cultivation speed had increased significantly. As long as his cultivation reached a certain level, everything would fall into place naturally.

Half Saint.

In the past, in Huang Feng's eyes, it was like a flower in a mirror or a moon in the water, something that was out of reach. But now, it was right in front of him, as if within his reach.

One hundred thousand barrels of spiritual fluid.

It should be enough.

However, this kind of cultivation is not solid, it is achieved step by step, as if taking growth hormone to forcibly improve the level.

His cultivation was somewhat superficial and his foundation was unstable.

This is a big taboo for warriors.

After refining all 100,000 barrels of spiritual fluid, he would face two choices. One was to settle down and spend some time consolidating his foundation. The other was to experience a major battle and use the battle to support his strength.

Neither the demon tribe nor the imperial court would give him too much time. It seemed like there were two choices, but in reality there was only one.

Pick out the soft persimmons and pinch them.

Compared to the imperial court, the demon tribe is easier to deal with.

Once he defeated the demon army, he would gain both fame and fortune. With this victory, he could sweep across the world, leveraging the world's resources to quickly elevate his cultivation to the Saint Realm.

Therefore.

He deliberately killed the demon envoy, waiting for the day to come out and fight a decisive battle with the demon clan.

If it succeeds, it will sweep the world.

If you fail, you will die and your philosophy will be destroyed.

of course.

He secretly practiced the Spring and Autumn Gu, which might have given him a chance to survive. However, the imperial court's methods should not be underestimated, and the Spring and Autumn Gu could only save him once.

The mind calms down and thoughts return.

A flawless white jade hair flew out from his heart, gathering all the spiritual energy around it. This is also one of the methods of Chunqiu Gu.

Condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

shuh~

The eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and a white tiger emerged from it, growing taller as the wind blew, rising into the void. Although vivid and lifelike, it lacked its own spiritual intelligence, clearly still some distance away from its true Dharmakāya.

A three-inch beam of light shot out from between his eyebrows, illuminating the entire chamber. A figure emerged from within, a miniature version of Huang Feng sitting upright.

Sitting upright at the Heavenly Gate.

A stream of spiritual liquid flowed into Huang Feng's body from the third eye between his eyebrows. A powerful aura slowly rose, and layers of mist filled the air around him, making him feel like he was in a fairyland.

He practiced hard in seclusion and did not care about worldly affairs.

Lanzhou, Huangzhou.

The two states border the demon clan’s territory.

From afar, a mountain range tens of thousands of feet high rises from the ground, stretching across the sky, blocking out the sun, and seemingly isolating everything.

This is the world-famous Qingyue Mountains.

As long as they cross the Qingyue Mountains, they can enter the demon race's territory. The demon race can also enter the human race's territory by crossing the Qingyue Mountains.

Amidst the towering mountains, a demonic aura permeated the air. Countless demonic clouds piled up one after another, and an endless black fog spread all around, seemingly enveloping the entire world.

At a glance.

The evil cloud seemed to be covered with countless tentacles, like an extremely huge and ferocious beast, as if it wanted to swallow people in one bite.

The horror is boundless and terrifying.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a golden light flashed across the sky, followed by the cry of an eagle. Looking closely, it was an enormous golden eagle demon, its feathers radiating golden light and sparkling.

"Roar!"

A majestic roar echoed between heaven and earth, like a tiger roaring through the forest, a throbbing sound from the depths of its soul. The great golden eagle demon disappeared into the demonic cloud, its massive form vanishing.

On top of the mountain.

Suddenly a huge palace appeared, with a simple and solemn style. Between the eaves and brackets, there were carvings of various birds and beasts, each of which was extremely majestic and very lively.

shuh~

In the black fog, the Golden Eagle Demon transformed into a human form. He looked like a middle-aged man with narrow and bright eyes, his hair was combed meticulously, and there were two golden feathers on his head.

He is extremely majestic and quite handsome.

The only thing that ruins his overall image is his huge hooked nose, which makes people feel intimidated.

The middle-aged man slowly walked into the hall. A glance revealed figures everywhere. They were sitting or standing in awkward positions, with occasional laughter emanating from them. The once solemn and dignified hall had become a market.

"quiet!"

A voice came from deep within the hall, and the figures around stopped whispering. They sat upright on their cushions, now looking dignified.

"Jin Fei of the Golden Eagle Clan, greetings to Lord Bai Ling."

He came to the depths of the hall and bowed. His every move was in accordance with human etiquette, which was astonishing.

"Jin Fei, what's the situation?"

"Replying to Lord Bai Ling, only Huangquan Tower has agreed to this matter. Piaoxue City and Luohua Pavilion drove the envoy out, and Baifeng Valley and Tiansheng Sect killed the envoy."

"Huang Feng then hung the messenger's head on the city wall, and the old man Cang Jian chopped it up and fed it to the dogs."

The words have not yet fallen.

A loud shout rang out from behind the pearl and jade curtain.

"Be bold!"

"Humanity doesn't claim to be a nation of propriety. When two countries are at war, envoys are not executed. These two lunatics have actually killed envoys time and again. This is not in accordance with etiquette!"

Go against Tiangang!

The demon race actually observes etiquette, while the human race has long thrown it out of the window.

Boom~

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The entire hall seemed to explode, and countless voices rang out.

"Since the human race doesn't observe etiquette, we don't need to be polite. We can simply cross the Qingyue Mountains and send our men into the human territory."

"The first one to be destroyed is the Tiansheng Sect. They are the closest."

"Kill them all, rob them all, eat them all!"

"........."

In anger, my mood lost.

Looking closely, I saw that these people's limbs, hands, feet, and even heads had a furry thing exposed. Only then did I realize that they were all monsters in disguise and not real people.

"quiet!"

The noise suddenly stopped.

Jin Fei bowed and asked, "Lord Bai Ling, will you send another envoy?"

"No need!"

"Send someone to discuss with Lord Yan whether our demon race can enter the Desolate State. With the help of our demon army, he will definitely be able to seize the entire human territory. In addition to dividing the territory equally, he must also hand over Huang Feng and the Hidden Sword Elder to our demon race for disposal."

"As ordered!"

After receiving the order, Jin Fei strode away, quickly walked out of the hall, and transformed into a golden-winged eagle and flew into the sky.

"Lord Bai Ling, I want one of Huang Feng's legs."

"I want one of his arms."

"I want to eat his insides."

"Old Man Cang Jian is too old, and his meat is not tender enough. I want to eat his woman."

"hey-hey……"

"I have good teeth, I don't mind his age..."

"........."

Before the battle even started, the demons were already discussing the spoils, which was also the nature of the demons.

"Shut up!"

"The strength of the human race is quite impressive. Both of them have the strength of a semi-saint. If you want to eat his flesh, you might end up becoming their ghost."

hiss~

Dare not to say much.

The human race's powerful warriors are unparalleled in combat power, far surpassing those of the same level in the demon race. This has been the case since ancient times.

For a moment, a group of powerful demon clan members recalled the stories passed down from generation to generation, and they were all frightened and trembling all over.