When Yang gradually rose above his head and let the shadow directly reflect himself, an old village emerged in Yan Xu’s eyes.
"There’s a village disciple not far in front of the master. I’ll go to make some money for the master later, and I’ll ask the master to wait for your car for a while."
Looking at the place in front of him that is getting closer and closer to himself, the little monk Yan Xu’s eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light. This is really no way out. Who told him to pull his master out of the door before dawn? Several hours have passed, but he hasn’t eaten anything in this period. It’s no wonder that he was really hungry and stuck his chest to his back.
As soon as Yan Xu’s little novice monk saw the old village, he couldn’t wait to tell it to the Lao shifu sitting in the carriage.
"Okay, go and come back quickly."
Correspondingly, the old master was also very hungry. When he heard his disciple say that there was a village not far ahead, he did not stop him and quickly said it, then let the carriage fall silent again.
Finally, when the carriage was ready, Yan Xu, the little monk, jumped out of the car, tied the horse firmly to a crooked neck tree and picked up a lot of dry thatch. All these thatch were lost in the horse’s mouth, and then he returned to the car again. From his side, there was a seemingly very old Zen box, and he quickly took out a purple bamboo to make a alms bowl.
"Brother Shifu will be back when he goes."
After devoting himself to the carriage master, he saw that Yan Xu’s little novice monk got up and left quickly.
When Yan Xu’s little novice monk just left the carriage, he slowly opened his eyes. However, as these eyes gradually opened, the root could not be turned into violence and cruelty, and suddenly a sharp light flashed through his eyes.
If there is a real person who experienced the tragedy of Lingjianzong people ten years ago, then this person will definitely recognize the identity of the master from these violent eyes.
Hui, the abbot of Musashi Hospital of Dayin Temple, who lost his arm in the Kuroshio incident.
See Hui slightly lift the curtain of the carriage at this time and then stare at his ACTS far away. The back is too slow to move his sight away from Yan Xu.
Humbling a few words, Hui got up slowly and then walked out of the carriage. When he got out of the carriage completely, he looked at himself in the southeast again. The more he stared at him, the more difficult it was to ponder.
When Hui looked at it alone for a while, he somehow conjured up a string of bronze rosary beads from there and then fiddled with it. However, as his double sleeves flaunted the arms hidden in them, they also came out one after another. Amazingly, his arms were no longer the arms of ordinary people. At this time, his arms were replaced by a pair of sophisticated robotic arms that looked very complicated. From the style and material of these arms, it is impossible to see that these double-arm arms were made by human hands and refined by seed materials, but it is certain that the master can create these arms.
Even so, at the moment, Hui doesn’t seem to be acting strangely because he lost his arms. On the contrary, these seemingly strange arms seem to really grow, and his elbows are no different from real arms. But don’t underestimate these two arms, which are just complicated and sophisticated enough to make the martial arts have a pot of drinks.
Perfect that glowing dark machine arm has been simply repeating with Hui’s fingers.
Now that Yan Hui has entered the river boundary, he needs to be careful when he takes the trip. After all, he is already in the boundary under the jurisdiction of Anguohou House. Plus, the big sound temple all the year round doesn’t look pleasing to each other. The fairy view is also here, and he must be more careful when he is the abbot of the big sound temple Musashi Hospital.
Although Dayin Temple is located in the boundary of the river, it is too close to the imperial court all the year round, which also makes those sects who walk in the rivers and lakes sneer. Although Dayin Temple has paid people to travel around Longhuan several times in recent years to give alms to local people, once a place encounters a disaster, Dayin Temple will spare no effort to rush to the front line to rescue the local people affected by the disaster. Even so, Jianghu people still don’t like Dayin Temple. This group of respectable Jianghu sects has firmly buckled the head of Dayin Temple.
Presumably, you can’t take off this top hat at Dayin Temple for a while.
Since the route is no longer easy to walk, it will be very white for you to take the route yourself, even if you want to do everything. Let’s put the Anguo Houfu and the Jixian Temple aside and just say that those hidden disciples around the river are enough for him to have a good drink.
After all, ten years ago, the Kuroshio incident made the name of Dayin Temple plummet, and then the temporary rebellion of Hehuazong pushed Dayin Temple to the back of benevolence, righteousness and morality. At one time, the folk customs of Dayin Temple reached a low point, and even the emperor Lu Feng once took refuge in Dayin Temple, and it was because of this toss that Dayin Temple once fell out of the Xuantianpu ranking.
As far as Hui is concerned, there is one thing that he is worried about at present for this person who has personally experienced the Kuroshio incident.
Jiemen
Hui doesn’t worry about the extreme fairy view and dirty tricks, and he doesn’t worry about Anguo Houfu’s inquiry. At this moment, he is most worried about the boundary door. He is afraid that the boundary door will suddenly shoot a sniper’s shot at himself, and he is afraid that the boundary door will come over and harass himself from time to time. It’s okay this time twice. If he comes ten times, he will be bored to death if he is not exhausted.
It seems that the biggest threat to him from the eyes is bounded.
That’s all.
Chapter three hundred and fifty History is thick
It is said that in this vast Gobi desert, apart from the marginal desolate land as far as the eye can see, those grits engraved by years are slightly mottled, except for the sad wind around the ear day and night, those forgotten by creatures are left behind in the wild and miserable.
It is said that this Gobi desert sand land is a witness to life and death. It is said that once you get out of Shamen Town and cross Shamen, you will go to the west road with yourself, which is full of dead yellow wind and gravel.
However, since life has descended to the world of mortals, the world of mortals will respond to life with a self-sustaining ending, which is either beautiful or unsatisfactory. For example, the end point of this wonderful story of life will be like guiding people. Those who are in the hands of fate will personally describe their beautiful stories in this magnificent world of mortals, and then they will be left with different comments on different stories by historical descendants.
No matter whether the criticism is good or bad, those who have witnessed history should be firmly remembered by future generations, whether this person is good or bad, whether this person is a traitor or a villain, whether a hero is defeated or defeated, whether history gives a positioning or whether history makes a decision.
When history explains the myriad causes and effects that have evolved in the world of mortals one by one, I will be pessimistic and relieved of this karma.
Just like the reincarnation of heaven, everyone has a reincarnation of everything, and this seemingly wild Gobi land is also a reincarnation
This warehouse state is full of Gobi sand, and so is the vast land.
The life born behind the desolation is so full of vigor and hope. The newborn seabuckthorn breaks through the thick sand layer, then lets their branches and leaves enjoy the sunshine bath, lets their huge roots enjoy the life source hidden in the sand layer, and makes their belief in life and death more and more firm, and it is this firm belief that supports these generations to live here, making them so eager for life, so awe of life force and so indestructible for life belief.
Eye this cloud has been entrenched for a long time in this warehouse state for a long time, even if it is roughly counted for more than a few months, but even so, this cloud has never been able to let people see a trace of fading, even if this storm will blow this desolate land for a while.
A few months later, this thick cloud flashed by, but the years passed by, but they brought this land to fight and kill, to these generations of life, and to the people of this land to fight and endure.
The war has arrived.
Killing qi
When the fire of war is ignited in this vast Gobi desert
The battle song has been played.
A few months have passed, but in this ever-changing time, Li Er’s army has already come to the front of the boundary gate, to this famous valley of secrets.
Looking at the high wall in front of me, looking at the door of the world struggling in the ruins, Li Er felt sad in his heart
In Li Er’s heart, he is extremely opposed to Lu Feng’s invasion. On the surface, it is a crowing, but if you analyze the situation carefully, you can find that Long Huan is not peaceful at this time.
Let’s not talk about the Jianghu forces all over the states and counties in Longhuan country, because for Lu Feng, these Jianghu sects hidden in the streets have kept him awake at night. He thinks that these wandering Jianghu people are extremely unfavorable to his rule, and it is these factors that are beyond his control that once made him think that the foundation of Longhuan empire he controls is really extremely fragile. dragon day is a monarch of Longhuan country. He really thinks that these Jianghu people are a thorn in his side and can’t wait to get rid of it.
When it was eventful autumn, Tus had already announced that it would no longer pay tribute to Longhuan this year. With Tus taking the lead, Southland and Zhaoguo also announced that they would no longer pay tribute to Longhuan court this year.
With the attitude of the four neighboring countries towards Longhuan, this spring equinox season has become intriguing, and the military deployment of other countries has gradually approached Longhuan’s border. The smell of war is getting worse and worse, and you can smell the restlessness and uneasiness of the coming war.
Perhaps these national movements will not play a decisive role in the rule of Longhuan, but they will also plunge the people who live in Longhuan’s border all the year round into the scourge of war, which is not what Li Er wants to see.
Although Li Er is Li Quanwen alone, he doesn’t have his father’s wrist and bloodiness. He is not as decisive and resolute as Li Quanwen in this war. But he is not in the same place. Maybe he is not as ruthless as Li Quanwen, but he has far more foresight and strategy than Zhao Xuan. If we say that on such a big day before his adulthood, who can take over Zhao Xuan’s clothing bowl to inherit the world? Maybe the candidate given by Zhao Xuan will be Su Qingguang. But when Li Er is an adult now, when he chooses the enemy opposite Zhao Xuan, he believes Zhao Xuanguang.
Because Li Er’s vision really belongs to heaven.
Zhao Xuan, on the other hand, seems that Li Er has not awakened because he lacks an opportunity and an opportunity to awaken him.
Eye Secret Valley has been surrounded by Li Er for several days. In the past few days, Yu Beitang, a member of the five elements of the boundary gate, has personally led the offensive against him. The boundary gate wall has a very tough attitude. It is hard to insist that if you attack Yu Beitang and belong to the five elements, you can quickly resolve your offensive. That is why this war has become even more meaningless.
There is no contradiction and hatred between the two sides because Lu Feng forced the soldiers on both sides to fight for the false glory that they valued in their hearts.
Really sad
When Li Er looked at the gloomy and terrible clouds overhead again, when he stood in front of his account again, he looked at the high wall in front of him and the people struggling in the ruins, and his heart felt desolate.
A feeling of being able to endure, a feeling of being restrained and bound by fate emerged in Li Er’s heart.
Chapter three hundred and six As
Mr. Li Er Zi Yu Hao He, the former prime minister of Longhuan, Li Quan Wen Du, is the commander-in-chief of the Longhuan Ritual Department, a small marquis of Benbei Houfu, and also the commander-in-chief of the hundreds of thousands of battle divisions of the state military governors.
Obviously, Lu Feng’s purpose this time is very clear, that is, to make the thieves at Jiemen, who in his opinion will mislead people and confuse people, completely fall into the historical background, and make this group of hypocritical gentlemen completely become historical memories. This time, we, Long Huantian, insisted on biting our teeth to let Li Er command hundreds of thousands of battle leaders and arrange the auxiliary combat power of 10,000 God Machine Fire Battalion and 10,000 Red Eye Battalion. After the gathering in Qinzhou, the army will go all the way west with the aim of gnawing at Jiemen as soon as possible.
And in order to make Li Er successfully take the border gate, Lu Feng led the trap company to leave. After several months, he forced the Town West Army, which had already been compiled outside the Longhuan system, to gather more than 100,000 yuan in half a month, and then followed Li Er’s trap company all the way west.
Lu Feng will spare no effort to send so many troops to Cangzhou this time. Perhaps the real purpose is more than the border gate. Perhaps it is the Tusi who has been building troops on the border. It is the desert eagle Xia Zhijie who has been creating conflicts on the border between the two countries.