Chapter 163 You asked the old man to write a book for the demons to read? (asking for monthly tickets) By then, the place where this book will be set will not be Jinguan City, but the southern battlefield, or even the Ten Thousand Mountains! Let those demons see it too! Thinking about this, inspiration came to me like a spring. After all, Chen Yuan’s ultimate “target customers” are them! But all this requires an opportunity, otherwise it will backfire. He put his hands behind his back, took one step, two steps, thought back and forth, walked back and forth a few times, then stopped, turned his head to look at Gongsun Yang, and suddenly said, "Can you write trash talk?" Gongsun Yang looked at the man in front of him and said, "Sir, please be more specific." "The villain is written to be hideous and terrifying, making people hate him, and then the protagonist, ahem, is written in that way, anyway, the demons will be so angry that they will jump up and curse." Chen Yuan gave instructions without blushing or beating his heart. After hearing this, Gongsun Yang vaguely understood what Chen Yuan meant, and for a moment he was a little nervous, "Sir, you are not asking me, an old man, to write this for the demons to read, are you?"

Chen Yuan raised his eyes and gave a tentative look. "That's about right. How about you modify it?" When Gongsun Yang heard this, his beard trembled slightly. My god, this gentleman is really unconventional! He didn't even dare to think so. Is this to open up a new track for yourself? A few minutes later, Gongsun Yang left the top of the Ninth Mountain with a sad face. It's like the sponsor asking the screenwriter to change the script. Anyway, the sponsor's words will make his subordinates scratch their hair. Sorrow! Chen Yuan looked at the storyteller's expression when he left and laughed a little. He came with great enthusiasm and left with a sad face. Maybe I'm thinking too simply? Give it a try! As he thought about it, he continued to look at the north side of the mountain for a few more times. When he found that there was nothing interesting, his body blurred and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was on the hillside of the Ninth Mountain that was carved by knives and axes. There are pavilions, towers, flying eaves and bridges, flowing water and waterfalls, and pine and cypress trees in the shade. In the center, there is a hall, which is similar in style to the main hall of the inner city of Tianxiong Pass. On the plaque, three large characters written in silver strokes were clearly written - The Ninth Mountain. This is the Ninth Mountain Zhonglang Palace! Chen Yuan walked across the covered bridge in the mountain breeze, getting familiar with the layout of the place. Maidservants, slaves, and patrolling soldiers along the way bowed their heads in greeting when they saw Chen Yuan, the new Ninth Mountain General. Although the Ninth Mountain is only one of the twelve mountain-expelling armies of the Fusi! However, the personnel affiliations, organizations and composition are quite complicated.

For example, in the Zhonglang Palace where the Zhonglang General lived, there were hundreds of servants and slaves alone, who were responsible for the food, clothing, and daily duties of the Zhonglang General and his family. In addition to the mountain-cutting army that goes on expeditions everywhere, he also has ten divisions of troops under him. The Horse Training Division is responsible for training exotic horses, the Sword Division is responsible for forging weapons, and so on. Each mountain is self-contained and has all the necessary facilities. Even if you are familiar with the internal affairs, it still takes a lot of time. Time is tight at the moment, so Chen Yuan naturally doesn't have the energy to sort these out. Everything is still uncertain, and he hasn't ordered anyone to gather together. He will wait until he returns from the west. Thinking of this, he walked into the Zhonglang Palace. A maidservant saw him come in, and she took small steps, brought tea and snacks, and entered the hall with her skirt flying up. "General, you... haven't had breakfast yet!" "I will serve you!" Chen Yuan looked at the four pretty maids holding wooden cups, wearing Tang skirts, with their heads lowered and their faces a little nervous. He thought for a moment and realized that he was used to being alone and was not used to it yet, so he spoke. "Take the things back first. I will call you later if I have any other instructions." "Yes!" A few orioles chirped, and the maids responded and left. After the few people left the hall, Chen Yuan flicked his sleeves and closed the door. Then he walked to a quiet room behind the hall. Afterwards, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a while. Then, he opened his eyes, his divine light was restrained, and with a flick of his sleeves, a small emerald green bottle, about a foot high, appeared suspended in front of him. He blew out a breath of strong air, extinguishing the true fire restriction on the small bottle, and a clear sound suddenly came from the bottle. A pill flew out of the bottle with a "whoosh". Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, reflecting the pill. He captured it and made it spin three feet in front of him. It was the Yun Dao Pill given by Pei Yanhu! It is rumored that this pill can help accelerate the comprehension of the Dao and condense the Dao fruit. In two days, I will lead my troops to the battlefield of demons. Now, if I can gain more strength, I will have an extra foundation for my survival. As he thought about it, he spat out a wisp of golden elixir fire from his mouth, rolled up the elixir and swallowed it into his stomach. The next second, Chen Yuan's body trembled. A gunshot was heard inside the body! …… At this time, in the northern courtyard, discussions were taking place everywhere. "Ji Wuming from the Shushan Sword Sect has obtained two drops of blood from the Heavenly Gate Demon this time. It seems that he is sure to break through the barrier. It is rare to find someone like him who can break through the fourth Heavenly Gate at such a young age. It is really enviable." "Yes, the most important thing is the demon's blood. Which General is so generous? You should know that this thing is also very useful for the Fourth Heavenly Gate. I admire you." "I just found out from my fellow Shushan monk that it was the Ninth Mountain General who was about to be conferred the title. I heard that Ji Wuming only met him once. This person has received such good fortune, which is really enviable." "Wow, this new General of the Central Army is quite courageous. I wonder where he came from. I have never heard of him. Why would the Daofu Division mobilize so many troops and invite all the major sects and families to attend the ceremony?"

"This is easy to understand. Fu Si convened all the mountain gates to discuss matters. He must have discussed the response of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. I heard from the elders of the sect that Fu Si is now a sick tiger. He has consumed a lot of energy in recent years and is about to collapse. So he asked the mountain gates for help. Some of them may not give him face, but this is a game between big shots. You should be prepared. Some of us are expected to be sent to fight the monsters. As for watching the ceremony, it is just a by-product!" "Yes, I will gather some like-minded people later and exchange some things with each other so that we can make plans early." “.………….” Just as the disciples of various sects were discussing in low voice who the new Zhonglang Jiang of the Ninth Mountain would be, At the same time, at the foot of the Ninth Mountain, a group of horses neighed loudly. Upon receiving the order, the soldiers rode out of the mountains on horseback, then dispersed in all directions and rushed towards the bustling Jinguan City, and quickly rushed into the Zouma Street that led to all directions. "drive" "drive" "drive" "......." Rows of soldiers rushed down the street. When they arrived at a certain place, one man stopped, quickly dismounted, and quickly posted a piece of paper on the wall. Then he mounted his horse and continued to run to the next place. As soon as the soldiers left, curious people gathered around, looked at the place where the message was posted, and read it out. "Demons break through the barrier, and people suffer." "The Ninth Mountain is recruiting soldiers..." The above words are simple and straightforward. When the people around heard that they were going to war, they immediately turned into birds and beasts and scattered. War will kill people! (End of this chapter)