Several horses came from far to near. The knights on the horses flew down and tied the horses to the hitching posts on the left and right sides of the yurt.
The knights each took off their veils, revealing their profound faces. The two guards guarding the tent opened the door and opened the curtain at the entrance of the tent, and several knights filed in.
In the tent, the finest frost charcoal was burning, the copper teapot was emitting wisps of white smoke, and the scent of milk filled the entire tent along with the steam.
A few cases later, a tall and thin man wearing a veil picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of milk tea, and asked in a strange language: "How is the contact?"
"High Priest, Prince Tumut doesn't want to get involved in major events... Prince Darhan's son Babu is quite enthusiastic, but that guy is a fool. I'm afraid not many warriors will be anxious at the critical moment."
The character behind the case sneered and said: "What am I talking about? The descendants of Genghis Khan have been enslaved by the Qing Dynasty for three hundred years. No matter how powerful the eagle is, if they are enslaved for three hundred years, they will become idiots waiting to die.
Pig Saliho, don’t have any delusional thoughts. Mobei is hopeless. No matter how many warriors are organized, they can’t defeat the Soviet planes and artillery. Find Irleg as soon as possible. As long as Irleg is rescued, the Kingdom of Heaven will be over.
The door will be open for us.”
"But... the high priest, Ilgra is the god of death and darkness. Will he give us the kingdom of heaven?"
"Ilgrad is a reasonable god. If we save him, he will definitely repay us." After a pause, the high priest said: "Go and inquire carefully. Be careful not to alarm those lamas, let alone those Han people."
"As you wish, High Priest."
Saliho stroked his chest and saluted, backed out of the tent, and whistled, calling several knights to mount their horses and head towards Guisui.
The knight immediately asked: "Salijo, the high priest gave a new order?"
Salihuo said loudly: "Go to Guisui, send out people to look around, and find the cave where Irleg is imprisoned! Ha~"
The horse whinnied and neighed loudly, and suddenly accelerated. More than ten horsemen dispersed and rushed towards Guisui.
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In the first-class compartment, Fei Jingting's left hand flashed with light, and a ball of Qi came out, and after landing on the ground, it transformed into Fu Yunzhao's appearance.
Fei Jingting and Zhang Leyao, who were facing each other and playing Go, were silent, not sure what Fu Yunzhao was up to.
After taking the train for two days and two nights, Fu Yunzhao disappeared for two days and two nights. Relying on his high level of cultivation, he always seemed to want to catch Fei Jingting and Zhang Leyao cheating.
Fu Yunzhao sniffed, not smelling anything strange, and then glanced at the two of them suspiciously.
Fei Jingting sighed: "What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Fu Yunzhao said: "Hu Qigu got the news. It seems that there is some unrest on the grassland."
"It's not peaceful?"
Fu Yunzhao said: "She also received a warning from her family. The wild immortals outside Guanwai have always been involved with shamans, and this shamanism is not Buddhist, Taoist, northwest, northeast, Monan, and Mobei. Some people seem to want to unify shamans from all places.
We have to do something big."
Since the introduction of the Yellow Sect in the grasslands, shamanism has gradually declined in popularity, but it has continued to exist. On the northern edge of China, most ethnic groups of the Altaic, Turkic and even Mongolian languages believe in shamanism.
Fei Jingting once asked the old lady specifically. Unfortunately, the old lady only received the inheritance of Manchu shamans and had limited knowledge of other shamans in the outside world. However, shamans from all over the world are similar. Most of them believe in animism and believe that people have three souls.
, that is: the soul of life, the soul of thought, the soul of reincarnation.
The old lady has a higher level of cultivation among the shamans, but she is not as good as Fei Jingting when he was building the foundation. What if the shamans from all over the world unite to unite? The so-called big event is probably either a war with the lama, or
I just went to Mobei to film with Soviet Russia.
Fei Jingting thought for a while and realized that these things seemed to have nothing to do with him, so he said: "I know, let Hu Qigu pay attention to the news and let me know if there are any changes."
"Oh," Fu Yunzhao obviously didn't want to leave. He blinked and looked out the window and asked, "Huh? Where are you?"
"The next stop is Guisui. The railway to Baotou hasn't been built yet, so it looks like we'll have to drive or ride a horse."
When going to the Western Regions, they usually take the Yumen Pass. But since there is a railway to Guisui and the terrain outside the entrance is flat and easy to ride, Fei Jingting chose to take a detour.
Fu Yunzhao was bored, thought for a while, and said: "It's boring. I'm going back to find the lynx to play. You can continue playing chess."
After saying that, he blinked and looked at Fei Jingting. Fei Jingting reached out and tapped Fu Yunzhao gently, and Fu Yunzhao was taken into the small world.
Putting down their hands, Fei Jingting and Zhang Leyao looked at each other in silence.
Even a fool could tell that Fu Yunzhao was babbling so much that he was trying to prevent Fei Jingting and Zhang Leyao from taking advantage of the opportunity to eat secretly... Although eating secretly was very helpful to practice, it shouldn't be such a precaution, right?
Fei Jingting casually said, "The mutton is a must-have. Let's try some of the meat when we get off the bus."
Zhang Leyao said: "It's too greasy, I prefer it lighter."
"What does it matter if you do it occasionally? Besides, you don't believe in Quanzhen."
Zhang Leyao smiled and said, "What's more, I heard that Baiyunguan has always had a strong opinion of you."
"Huh? What do you think of me?"
"The Quanzhen Taoist priests in your novel are so disgusting, how can Baiyun Temple not have any objections to you?"
Fei Jingting wanted to say that it was Mr. Jin Yong's fault, but then he thought about it. He had become a master of the Jingming Sect, and since Jingming now belonged to the Yuzhengyi lineage, he naturally didn't need to be polite to the master of the Quanzhen Sect.
Immediately he said: "Let them make trouble as long as I can eat a few more bowls of rice."
More than three years after arriving here, most of the practitioners Fei Jingting came into contact with were from the Zhengyi lineage. The only one in Song Dynasty was from the Sanfeng sect of Wudang. This Sanfeng sect was later assigned to Quanzhen. Is it actually the same as Quanzhen?
It's really hard to say.
Moreover, I heard that Mr. Song Weiyi mentioned that since the Ming Dynasty, no one in Quanzhen has returned to the innate world. I don’t know if it is caused by the change of the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, or if there is a problem with the alchemy of Quanzhen lineage.
By integrating the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, and pursuing excellence, the Quanzhen lineage that was able to expand was really looked down upon by Zheng Zheng.
Not to mention anything else, Chen Yingning wanted to set up a Taoist Association in Jinmen. If Baiyun Temple had not been an obstacle, why would it have taken more than half a year to get it done?
Since you are really stabbing me in the back, then don't worry about my disciple writing a book and criticizing others.
Zhang Leyao pursed her lips and snickered. She had been married for more than two years and had never shared the same bed. She originally thought that the old couple could not be more familiar, but Fei Jingting always surprised her.
Most of the time he behaves calmly, but occasionally he shows a childish temper that makes people laugh or cry.
On a whim, Fei Jingting took Zhang Leyao to dance in a foreign ballroom. Zhang Leyao felt embarrassed and complained for a while, but Fei Jingting muttered something about "Jack's shredded meat" and said that the appearance in the ballroom was very...
It feels like a movie.
After saying those things that he didn't understand, Fei Jingting said mockingly: "You don't understand. Besides, men will be young until they die. You have to get used to it."
Zhang Leyao thought at the moment that she had a boring temperament, and it would be good for her partner to be a little more independent, at least the life would not be too boring.
In the past six months, Fei Jingting had devoted himself to cultivation and rarely caused any trouble. However, as soon as he arrived in Jinmen and the capital, he suddenly had a whim. He and Fu Yunzhao visited the palace in the middle of the night and swept all the good things in the palace into the small world.
, even the gilded toilet was not spared.
Thinking of this, Zhang Leyao showed a rare feminine look and complained: "Yes, then I can thank you for Zhengyi. Huh? It's slowing down, it seems we're almost there."
Fei Jingting opened the window, put his head out of the window and looked forward. A small city gradually appeared in front of the car, which was Guisui.
In the first year of the Republic of China, the two counties of Guihua and Suiyuan were established here. A year later, the two counties were merged into Guisui, which became the capital of Monan Province in later generations.
Guisui is not as big as a prosperous town in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is already an important town. It was here that Xu Shuzheng of Beiyang mobilized two battalions of Beiyang soldiers to suppress the rebellion in Mobei.
Fei Jingting was in a daze as he looked at Guisui, where things were different and people were different. It was not that this place had left him any inexplicable memories, but that the girl who was most likely to become his girlfriend after graduation came from here.
Speaking of being a coder, Fei Jingting had been lonely for a long time. At the end of the day, he was extremely bored and went to Sanlitun, thinking that he would meet a similarly lonely young lady, and then find a place to comfort each other.
We did meet a lonely young lady, but Fei Jingting was not good at drinking. The two of them drank three bottles of foreign wine. The young lady was fine, but Fei Jingting fell down.
After waking up, he found that it was the young lady's apartment, and was looked down upon by the young lady. Fei Jingting was secretly moved, and after spending a month together, the young lady was transferred to Jinmen, and the two of them ended up without any problems.
While my thoughts were wandering, the train stopped at the station. At this time, Guisui was the terminal station, and it would take a few years for the railway to connect with Baotou.
After coming out of the station, everyone ate a special meal of hand-meat meat. After a short rest for a day, Fei Jingting and Zhang Leyao rode a motorcycle to the west.
Fei Jingting originally wanted to drive an off-road vehicle, which would be much more comfortable. However, at this time, the water and grass were abundant and the weeds exceeded the wheels, so the off-road vehicle was not as fast as a motorcycle. Fei Jingting unloaded the sidecar with three wheels and carried it
Follow Zhang Leyao and head west.
Riding on the grassland at this time is not a good job. The scorching sun without any protection is enough. The most uncomfortable thing is the overwhelming mosquitoes.
Even if the helmet is on and the motorcycle speeds up, all kinds of insects will always be killed on the helmet's visor, and the green body fluid is extremely disgusting.
At dusk that day, the two of them settled on the grassland. Fei Jingting took off his helmet and smiled bitterly: "Tsk, this grassland is not romantic at all. If I had known this, I might as well have gone through Yumen Pass."
"Isn't that the path you chose?" Zhang Leyao said with a smile.
"Hey, you brought it upon yourself. How about you go into the small world to rest?"
Zhang Leyao shook her head, she wanted to accompany Fei Jingting even more.
The two of them had just put down their tents when some horsemen came round in the distance. The horsemen were carrying guns on their backs. They looked like they were no ordinary herdsmen.
Zhang Leyao didn't care, but Fei Jingting perked up. Just when he felt bored on the road, the food delivery guy came.