The cave is very big and there are countless passages. Even though you know you may not be able to find someone when you enter, Junshan is still ready to do that.

Junshan didn't know why, but maybe he felt so distressed when he saw his daughter growing up quickly that he was willing to do things like that. Who knew that Du Qian actually gave their father and daughter such a big surprise.

After waking up, Jun Yan thought about it and helped him know that Du Qian gave her the soul of heaven and earth and her second life. No matter what Du Qian wanted to do, he would help him.

Everyone who goes to Jinghun Mansion knows that our Jun family’s eldest daughter always helps her relatives and ignores them.

Actually, no one knows that the soul masters in the entire soul mansion basically have this tune and reason. Who cares?

The five people in the car did not make a sound, and they were all waiting quietly. Three minutes later, about twenty soul masters walked out of the lobby, silently got on the kinetic energy car, found a seat to sit down, closed their eyes, and no one knew what they were thinking.

The kinetic energy car in the first position started, and it seemed that Sikong Bingye didn't want to wait. In the first five minutes, those who were willing to fight to the death were almost all in the car. Those who were unwilling were useless. Even if he was the oldest soul master in the Soul Mansion, he could not let others obey his orders.

The older the soul master is, the closer it is to death. Looking at the people in the car, Du Qian will know that people are cherishing their lives, whether they are ordinary people or soul masters.

Except for Jun Yan, there was no other student who entered Shangjing Soul Mansion.

The kinetic energy vehicle was very fast, and the alarm sounded, and no pedestrians could be seen on the road. Teams of soldiers rushed into Shangjing to guard all intersections. Seeing the vehicles with the huge Soul Mansion logo, they waved their hands to let go. Even if the whole city was martial law, no one dared to stop the Soul Mansion vehicle.

Through the car window, you can see the majestic palace from afar. It seems that it is getting farther and farther away, and the speed has reached its maximum, and it feels like it is driving out of the city.

"Where is this?" Du Qian asked the driver with his consciousness. The driver he found by Sikong Bingye should be someone he could trust.

No matter how strong this guy is, he is the oldest soul master in Shangjing Soul Mansion. He has a wide range of friendships and many people. He is also a child of the Sikong family. His information is much faster than that of ordinary people.

When he heard Du Qian's question, the driver did not dare to be arrogant. Not to mention that his previous attack was invalid to Du Qian, Jun Yan, who was sitting next to Du Qian, would not be able to offend him. Even Boss Sikong was unwilling to have a conflict with the female lunatic.

"The suburbs of the city, the camp of the First Corps." The driver replied.

"Oh." Du Qian responded politely. In fact, if this kind of answer is put on an ordinary person, it would be quite impolite. But as a soul master, as long as you respond, it would be a very polite behavior.

In the camp of the First Corps, Du Qian is naturally familiar with this name. Not to mention being a citizen of Zhoushan, even the two major forces of Zhenhai and Butian cannot not know about Zhoushan's First Corps.

The Zhoushan Empire has twelve corpses, with the First Corps at the forefront and is also known as the Royal Guards Corps. Regardless of fame, equipment, personnel and overall strength, it has always been the strongest among the emperors.

Unlike the Royal Guards in historical stories, the kind of young master soldiers is completely different. The Zhoushan Empire is ready for war at any time, so it is naturally impossible for a soldier who has never seen blood.

The First Corps has six armies, which are rotated every three years. Half of the troops are placed in the most dangerous places in the empire, and the other half is guarding Shangjing City, while replenishing the lost soldiers.

It can be said that the First Corps has always been among the twelve corpses of the Empire, with the largest losses and the fastest replenishment.

Every soldier in the First Corps is a real iron-blooded man and will not easily enter the capital. Especially when the defense is just changed, he will have to rest for at least a few months to half a year before he will be allowed to enter the city in batches.

On the verge of life and death for three years, without a period of rest, it is easy to cause riots to the capital.

"First Corps..." Du Qian moaned in his heart. When he heard the name of this Corps, Du Qian would think of Lei Ming. Lei Ming is not the kind of smart guy. He is a little scheming and has a good talent. He is most suitable for joining the army.

When he was at the Pingchuan War Orphan School, Du Qian told Lei Ming more than once that it would be great if he could enter the First Corps. Although the Royal Guards suffered a great loss, in three years, the war losses exceeded 3%, which didn't sound much, but this was a peacetime period, and this loss had exceeded the total of several corpses.

No matter how much the loss is, as long as Lei Ming can enter the First Corps and survive, he will be able to survive. According to Du Qian's idea, Lei Ming is a natural soldier, and no matter where he is, he is not as good as joining the army.

As it turns out, my idea is right. I haven't been in the army for a long time. When I saw that kid last time, I seemed to be doing very well.

The kinetic energy vehicle quickly drove into the camp of the First Corps. For camps like this, there are countless camps centered on the capital. At least Du Qian doesn't know how many of them are. There are not many soldiers in each camp, usually between a few hundred and a thousand. The distance between the camps will not be too far, and they can support each other at any time.

Du Qian doesn't understand military affairs, so he thinks that this arrangement has its meaning, but it's not his own business anyway.

"Stop the car...you can't get in..." From a distance, I heard the shouts of soldiers, and then there were waves of collisions. The speed of the car dropped slightly and then lifted up again.

Outside the car window, dozens of soldiers in the First Corps uniforms were trying hard to get up from the ground, and more soldiers were motionless and did not know life or death.

It is obvious that the soul master in the first car was still showing mercy. Du Qian saw Junyan use this method before.

Although there are not many soldiers in the military camp, the area is quite large. The outer defense circle alone has three layers, and each layer of defense circle is about one hundred meters apart.

Looking at the huge sign in front of the car, the soldiers on the back two levels of defense stood on both sides without intercepting them, and even spontaneously saluted the three cars.

They knew the most about what happened in the military camp. At this time, the car from the Soul Mansion who came here did not have to ask them what they were doing.

Most of the officers in the First Corps came from aristocratic families and soldiers. They had extraordinary knowledge and naturally knew how far the difference between the students in the Soul Mansion and the real Soul Control Master was. These little guys were here to die.

On the huge training ground, there was no one there, two rattan chairs, placed side by side in the center. One person sat on each of the rattan chairs, and the one sitting on the left was an old man. He could not tell how old he was, his hair was half white and half gray, and his skin was much smoother than normal people. It was like a mirror, which was very abnormal.

His arms are very long, and he droops naturally when sitting on a rattan chair, almost touching the ground, his legs are short and not tall, and he cannot touch the ground.

Sitting on the rattan chair on the right is a young man, at most in his early twenties, giving people a very clean feeling. The clothes on his body are very ordinary and the materials are very poor. At first glance, they look like goods on a roadside stall.

Both of them closed their eyes and said nothing, and were in a fierce communication in another way that ordinary people could not understand.

"Ancestor Ming, our requirements are not too much, please think twice." The silent communication, the collision of consciousness, and every sentence will cause a circle of energy fluctuations that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

It is communication and war.

At their level, the confrontation between them is no longer something that ordinary people can understand.

"Impossible." Ming Zu said, the thick and strong hands hanging on both sides of the rattan chair were only about three centimeters away from the ground, and seemed very relaxed, but the blue veins on the back of the hand rolled back and forth, which looked extremely terrifying. Of course, this change was impossible for others to see, especially the bastard sitting next to him.

"Haha, why should Ancestor Ming do this? I know that Zhou Shan and Zhenhai have sent missions, but is this meaningful? Don't say that Ancestor Ming has seen his strength clearly. Even if he is equal to Ren Zu, Ancestor Ming thought that Zhou Shan and Zhenhai can really be in the same mind?"

The Mingzu did not say a word and did not respond.

The young man didn't care and continued to send a message: "Ancestor Ming, you should know my name, it's ridiculous, right? Since I was a child, I have been ridiculed by many people because of this name, and I have never said that the name was given by my parents. No matter what mentality they have given such a ridiculous name, I have never thought of changing it."

"Until three months ago, I got the soul of heaven and earth, shaped the Dharma image, and became a true soul master. The first thing I did was not to report to the Republic, but to kill all those who had ridiculed me, no one left."

The Mingzu moved slightly, but still did not respond.

"Isn't it cruel? Actually, I think so, but so what? This is a world that speaks based on strength. Some people say that there are heavens outside the sky, and I don't know how many worlds there will be in the universe, but no matter how many, in my opinion, it's the same truth. What do you think?"

This time, the Ming Zu finally responded: "You don't have to think about pores. I will never agree to the request of the Butian Republic. It is equivalent to digging a grave by yourself. According to your requirements, the Zhoushan Empire will be over in a few decades."

"Haha, there are still decades of easy life. It's better to live one day than to destroy the country soon, right?"

Pores? Is this his name? This name really has a group mocking effect.

In fact, if you think about it more, you will know that behind this name, there is at least a very warm love story. The father's surname and mother's surname are nothing new. The only ridiculous thing is that this irresponsible parents are too self-reliant and do not think about their children.

"Hmph! Want to destroy me, Zhou Shan in a short time?" The old man shook his head, with a smile on his face. Everyone understands people, why bother to say that? Is it interesting?

He would not underestimate the other party just because he was young. Even if the soul master did not obtain the soul of heaven and earth, he would be much precocious than ordinary people.

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