The next morning.
As many players gradually dispersed, the empty plain seemed to have regained its former desolation.
The remaining tens of thousands of Heifengzhai elites rested in the vacant military camps of the Mongolian army. Some players who were carpenters in their daily lives worked together to disassemble and reassemble the grain trucks that Jiang Dali had "borrowed" from the Mongolian army, and assembled them into a huge powerful weapon.
The giant transport vehicle carrying the dragon's cage.
Jiang Dali had changed into a lake-green loose robe, with Dali's Fire Linda still slung on his back. It seemed that due to the change in clothing, his overall temperament had become less sinister and cold, and more unrestrained.
He stood tall on the ground at the entrance of Jingyan Palace, overlooking the many busy cottage players on the Liuma Plain under Qianli Gang, and felt calm.
Just yesterday, he had used a day to complete a harvest for most of the players who came to participate in the force mission, and harvested a total of 1.2 million cultivation points and more than 1.4 million potential points.
.
This is still about a quarter of the players who did not come to him to learn or improve their martial arts, but they also made him gain a lot of money, which exceeded his expectations.
For the quarter of players who did not come to him to learn new martial arts or improve their martial arts, Jiang Dali did not force them.
This does not mean that this group of players has completed the operation of backing him up.
Because as long as the other party is still a disciple of Bahuang, he will still be a community of interests, and he will eventually come to him to learn martial arts or improve his martial arts in the future.
As for the cultivation points and potential points saved now, there is a high probability that they will be used to improve the level of strength, and there is a small probability that they will be used to learn the martial arts of their respective sects.
This is something that is unavoidable, and of course he will not forcefully prevent it from causing people to be separated.
The panel now shows that a total of just over two million cultivation points and more than 2.7 million potential points have been accumulated, which may not be enough to break through to the Return to True Realm.
However, many players who participated in the Leifeng Pagoda battle in Hangzhou have returned to their respective cottages one after another. Many of them have gone to the palace to improve or learn martial arts, which has reduced their cultivation points and potential points.
Since today, there has been a significant increase.
It is estimated that it will not be difficult to increase one million cultivation points in a few days.
Therefore, after the elite team of Heifengzhai players transporting the magic dragon had assembled a large transport vehicle and was ready to officially set off, Jiang Dali also planned to leave for Wudang Mountain.
At this time, several footsteps came from the side. Standing one foot away, it was the eighth generation Jinlun Dharma King Chi Meng and others.
"King of Champions!"
Several people looked at Jiang Dali with ugly expressions and cupped their fists and raised their hands.
Chi Meng gritted his teeth and said, "The three of us have indeed found the body of Master Si in the underground world. We are sure that Master Si did die under the claws of the demon dragon. However, we also found the remains of Master Si from fighting with others.
The scars, you and your group were the only ones who entered Jingyan Palace at that time, how should we explain this?"
"explain?"
Jiang Dali frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, he turned his head to cover the three of them and shouted coldly, "Are you trying to accuse me of raising an army?"
The power of his murderous aura was as powerful as a thunderstorm in the sky. How could he resist?
Chi Meng and others all felt an extremely huge terrifying pressure, pressing against their chests. This powerful deterrent also contained an extremely strong suction force, causing the three of them to almost be pulled and sucked towards Jiang Dali.
My breathing was not smooth, my internal organs were about to burst, and my whole body felt like needles pricking me.
The three of them were all shocked and hurriedly gathered their energy and blood to take a step back. They were frightened and angry, taking a defensive posture and staring at the terrifying strong man in front of them.
The murderous look in Jiang Dali's eyes dropped, and he said calmly and calmly, "You should know that when masters meet, they will inevitably have to compete with each other, and it is inevitable to get some injuries. This is how you got the injuries on Master Si.
But if you want to put Simumba’s death on my head, you have to think clearly about the consequences of wrongly accusing me.”
The three of them felt a chill in their hearts. They suddenly felt that the ground beneath their feet was like a quagmire and whirlpool, full of uneasiness, as if they would be hit by a thunder blow at any time. Only then did they realize that they were still in a weak position. Once they caused the displeasure of the person in front of them, they would be destroyed.
They killed them all, probably their deaths were in vain.
After all, the number one master in Mongolia, Simengba, has been killed. The three of them are already among the top ten masters in Mongolia. If they were all dead, with Mongolia's current strength, it would be impossible to compete with the hidden masters.
, the champions of the two countries of Song Dynasty compete with each other, and I am afraid they will suffer losses.
At this thought, the three people's eyes flickered. After looking at each other, Bi Qifeng laughed and cupped his hands at Jiang Dali, "It was just that we were too impulsive just now. It turned out that there was such a misunderstanding. Now it's good to clear up the misunderstanding."
Okay, the three of us hereby solemnly apologize to you, the champion, and please forgive me!"
"Amitabha! As a monk, this poor monk has just become angry. This is really wrong. Please forgive me, King Champion!"
Chi Meng also put his hands together and bowed deeply to express his apology.
"We will report the matter to Emperor Meng truthfully. Champion King, please rest assured."
Master Huyan agreed.
Under the strong fist, the three of them assessed the situation and had to compromise.
Jiang Dali put his hands behind his back and said as if nothing had happened, "It doesn't matter, I would like to ask the three of you to bring a message from me to Emperor Meng. After all, Jingyan Palace is a building of the Song Dynasty in the past. I intend to buy and redeem this palace. Emperor Meng
You can make an offer."
The three people from Chi Meng all changed their expressions. They were really angry now, and they also knew Jiang Dali's purpose and the huge danger involved.
But at this moment, the three of them did not dare to refute, so they had no choice but to agree, and then looked at Jiang Dali with a face as pale as pig liver, commanding a group of strangers to dig out the two Mingyun crystal stone tablets on the left and right sides of the Yanxiang Hall.
Moved away, Qianhe finally sent Jiang Dali away from Jingyan Palace.
Seeing Jiang Dali's figure walking away to join Xiao Feng, Lu Xiaofeng and others on the plain, Chi Meng and the others felt sad and looked at each other. Thinking of Si Shi's body, a chill ran down their backs.
"The Jingyan Palace War Temple is very likely to be lost from our hands!"
"If we insist on clinging to it, we will definitely offend this evil star. If there is a war between the Three Kingdoms, our Mongolian country lacks top experts. No matter how brave our troops are, we may not be able to win. Moreover, the Song Dynasty still has the army led by the famous general Yue Fei.
With elite soldiers and strong generals, gold will be obtained, and the Liao and Liao countries will compensate each other. This is the time when the country's fortunes are prosperous."
"The King of Dharma has thought too far. It is impossible for Emperor Meng to start a war rashly for the Jingyan Palace. After all, even Master Si has said that over the years, he has only scratched the surface of the War Temple. We were also in the War Temple yesterday.
Gaining nothing, this kind of value return is really too low.
Unless...unless we can find a strong man who is willing to take action and has the strength to confront the leader of Black Wind Village, we can save the War Temple."
"The strength of the leader of Black Wind Village is astonishing, and there are not many people in the princes who want to find a counterbalance. Now it seems that the only way is to mobilize many young talents in the country to visit the Temple of War before handing over the Temple of War. I only hope that one of them can
I have the opportunity to understand the secret."
"That's all..."
When Chi Meng said this, his heart suddenly moved, he turned to look at Chi Da who was waiting not far away, with a smile on his face and said, "You two, my nephew Chi Da is very qualified, he is just the right candidate.
"
Not far away, Chi Da felt the gazes of the three people, and saw Chi Meng standing between Bi Qifeng and Bi Qifeng, talking and laughing freely. Although there was a smile on his face, his heart was filled with gloom.
"I am the seventh-generation Dharma King, and I am not dead yet! The master simply gave up on me and refused to rescue me from Heifeng Village. Instead, he appointed Master Chimeng as the eighth-generation Dharma King. This means that he has regarded me as a
Dead people."
"The Master of Black Wind Village is right. The opportunity has been given to me. It depends on whether I can seize it. If I can seize this opportunity, not only can I regain my position, but I may not even be unable to climb higher.
!”
The flame of ambition began to spread in Chida's heart. The higher the flame rose, the hotter it became, and the hypocritical smile on his face became more and more flawless.
...
A table of farewell drinks has been set up in the vacant campsite.
Jiang Dali and his group were sitting at the table drinking.
Jiang Dali tasted the wine and said with a smile, "How about the wine?"
Lu Xiaofeng played with the glass-like wine glass and said with a smile, "The wine is average, but this wine glass is not bad."
Sikong Zhaixing chuckled and said, "This is the luminous cup I stole from the palace of the Kingdom of Persia. Of course it's not bad."
Xiao Feng drank one bowl of wine at a time, drinking it with wine, and did not eat the food at all. He laughed and said, "No matter how good the wine glass is, it is not as good as drinking from a big bowl. Drinking from a big bowl, no matter what kind of wine is good."
Ding Peng took a sip of wine, put down the smallest wine glass, and said, "The quality of wine depends on who you drink it with. If there is anything more uncomfortable in the world than not drinking, it is drinking with people you hate. On the contrary,
Drink with people you don't hate, and people who don't drink will be willing to drink."
Xie Xiaofeng laughed, drank a glass of wine happily, and then put the wine glass upside down on the table, indicating that he would stop drinking after three glasses of wine, and said, "Since I was drunk for a long time in the past, I have not touched a drop of wine for decades.
"Three drinks today is too much! I hope I can drink three more drinks with you in the future!"
Jiang Dali laughed loudly, raised the wine jar and took a sip, and said cheerfully, "Of course there is still such an opportunity! I also hope that you can gain a lot from staying here to understand the Temple of War, so that your trip will be worthwhile."
Everyone laughed when they heard this, and then turned their attention to the players over there who were shouting to put the iron cage containing the dragon on the transport truck. Then they stood up and said goodbye to Jiang Dali with fists in his hands.
There was an eagle cry in the sky.
Jiang Dali flexed his legs with the sword on his back, jumped up and grabbed the eagle's claws. Under the gazes of the people below, the black cloak danced wildly and floated away.
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Wu-Tang!
Wu-Tang!
Wudang, which is not comparable to real martial arts.
Wudang, known as "an unparalleled scenic spot in ancient times and the best fairy mountain in the world", is famous for its land god Zhang Laodao.
On this day, sword energy soared into the sky above the Golden Summit of Wudang. A large number of outstanding Wudang disciples practiced Tai Chi sword skills on the Golden Summit. Each move seemed delicate and weak, but it seemed to be slow and fast, with hidden skill and a myriad of atmospheres.
Outside the Sanqing Hall of Zixiao Palace, Zhang Sanfeng, who is tall and tall, with big ears and round eyes, and a beard like a halberd, is smiling as he watches a young man perform his movements on the ladder in front of the hall, moving up and down freely.
Different from the ordinary Wudang disciples who perform the Tiyun Zong, this young man's movements are not light and graceful when he comes and go, but more of a straight forward and fast momentum.
Therefore, when viewed from the perspective of its performance, this ladder cloud looks like a cannonball rushing in front of the palace, with a fierce and domineering attitude, causing a roaring sound.
After a while, the young man shouted low and jumped upside down in the air. His body was like a flying cannonball, and he knelt down on one knee in front of the old Taoist. He raised his thick eyebrows and a strong face and said in distress, "Master, this ladder cloud"
Zong Wuji has been practicing for three days, but I always feel that I can't understand its lightness and wonderful meaning. I always feel that this ladder is not suitable for Wuji?"
Hearing this, the old Taoist smiled heartily, stretched out his hands to lift up Zhang Wuji, and said gently, "Wuji, you are kind and gentle in nature, and now you can develop a manly look so quickly, it is also indispensable for your master Jiang Dali."
The influence of this has caused your acquired heroic character to be determined, and your martial arts practice is more inclined to open and close.
But you must know that this is not your nature, and you are not the second Jiang Dali, who has just passed the test.
If you can understand the essence of the combination of hardness and softness, and practice this ladder from bold and aggressive to light and unrestrained, you can achieve the true meaning of Tai Chi. Hardness can be turned into softness, and softness can be transformed.
Only by being strong can you be invulnerable and indestructible!"
"Hardness can be transformed into softness, softness can be transformed into hardness, hardness and softness can be combined..."
Zhang Wuji's eyes showed a look of thought.
Zhang Sanfeng took Zhang Wuji and walked to the edge of the cliff, pointing to a waterfall in the distance at the foot of the mountain, "After today, you will go to that waterfall to practice ladder climbing. If you can understand the hard and soft way of flying up the waterfall easily against the impact of the waterfall,
, then you can achieve success."
Zhang Wuji was stunned.
Using the cloud ladder to fly up against the impact of the waterfall is not as difficult as trying to fly up to the treetops with seven or eight big men on your back, or even more difficult.
Zhang Wuji raised his head and was about to ask when he suddenly heard a familiar loud eagle cry coming from the distant sky. He couldn't help but be startled, and his pupils immediately dilated with a hint of surprise.
"Master?!"
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(I didn’t add an update last night due to delays in trivial matters, so I will update it today!)
This chapter has been completed!