Descending to Zhongnan Mountain and out of the Quanzhen Sect, along the way, we have entered the jurisdiction of the Jin Kingdom. But what we saw along the way made Taiyuan quite regretful. After all, it was a foreign rule, and the Han people under the rule lived a hard life and suffered a lot.
In the midst of suffering, you can sometimes see the domineering and cruel Jurchen Jin people walking through the city and tyrannizing. The people around them are angry but dare not speak out, and they are often beaten severely.
At first, Taiyuan tried to take care of it a few times, but after seeing it too much, he became numb. In the end, he walked through mountains and ridges, never entering the market place, and then he ended up out of sight.
"That's all, the laws of heaven are constant. It does not exist for Yao, nor does it perish for Jie. It rises, falls, and chaos. This is the way of heaven and earth. How can human beings disobey it?"
After several lifetimes, Taiyuan has a tenacious heart. He quickly calmed down and walked through the wilderness without any worries. At this time of year, in the barren mountains and wild ridges, poisonous insects and ferocious beasts were rampant, and the vegetation was dense.
Don't worry about not having food to eat.
On the contrary, in this mountainous and inaccessible place, many ancient medicinal herbs can be seen from time to time. Some great tonics such as ginseng, polygonatum, poria, shouwu and the like have entered Taiyuan's belly along with the game.
When he was refined with Xuan Gong, it turned into billowing essence, which increased his cultivation level.
At this time, Taiyuan was practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Magic Skill. This magical skill tempered the body's Qi and blood, and consumed the most vitality. Along the way, with the help of many game and medicinal materials, his Kung Fu improved rapidly.
After leaving the Qinling Mountains and heading eastward, and then passing through Taihang, the journey is more than a thousand miles.
More than ten days later, Taiyuan's eyes suddenly opened up. Behind him was a crowded and noisy city, and there was an endless, vast desert grassland as far as the eye could see.
After preparing some supplies and buying a horse, Taiyuan rode Juechen and finally entered the depths of the desert.
The sky is clear, the fields are vast, the blue sky is high, white clouds are floating, the grass underfoot is rustling in the wind, and herds of cattle and sheep can be seen from time to time. Many Mongolian herdsmen live in pursuit of water and grass, which looks comfortable and leisurely.
Taiyuan saw this and sighed in his heart. Who would have thought that this nation living on the grassland would set off an earth-shattering bloody storm in the future. In the huge world, the Mongolian cavalry was invincible, killing people everywhere and leaving mountains of bones.
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But now, the Mongolian grasslands have not yet been unified. The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, is still accumulating strength. There are fights between various tribes, and wars are breaking out all the time on the vast grasslands.
It's a pity that few people can predict the threat of the Mongols now. Once this huge grassland is unified, it may be a completely different situation.
While walking on the vast grassland, Taiyuan was filled with emotions. Although what he saw and heard was somewhat novel, he was not very interested.
After being sad for spring and autumn, Taiyuan completely calmed down, and his whole temperament changed, becoming misty and indifferent, as if he was close in front of his eyes, but also as if he were far away in the horizon, giving people a feeling of indifference and vastness.
After this mental ups and downs, he felt that his spiritual cultivation had reached a new level, and his desire to seek the Tao in his heart became more and more determined. He was not disturbed by external objects, like a clear ancient well, or like the white clouds in the high sky, looking down at the heaven and earth, and seeing through the world of mortals.
The Borji Jin - Temujin's beggar tribe gradually prospered over the years, and became famous on the grassland. Taiyuan found out the whereabouts of this tribe in just a few searches, so he stopped delaying and galloped,
My mind was empty, and only four or five days later, I saw a huge tribe in the distance.
The people of this tribe are shouting, their tents are like clouds, and they are arranged in a very organized manner. Once there is an invasion from outside, they can gather enough strength to resist in the shortest possible time.
Seeing this scene, Taiyuan nodded silently. No wonder Temujin was able to achieve great things in the end. Just seeing that he was always preparing for battle and defense, it was important to show his talent and strategy.
He passed more than one or two grassland tribes along the way, but the layout of the other tribes was very messy. Only Temujin's Qiyan tribe did not build any strong cities, but it was not a trivial matter. After all, they were all grasslands.
The elite cavalry are naturally advocating offense. If they are really surrounded by a big city, they will lose their spirit.
After a cursory glance, Taiyuan soon saw a towering mountain not far away. It was vertically steep and rugged. It was very conspicuous in this endless desert grassland. And with his excellent eyesight, he could see the mountain.
Below, there seemed to be a dark crowd gathering.
High in the sky, a sharp and loud chirping sound came from afar.
"Is it such a coincidence?"
Taiyuan's heart moved slightly, but he didn't expect that he would catch up with this wonderful scene while walking casually.
So he gently spurred his horse and quietly entered the crowd.
When he glanced around, the thing that attracted his attention the most was a big Mongolian man who was surrounded by everyone. He was not very tall, but he was very strong and strong. He had a beard all over his face and a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle on his dark red face.
His eyes sparkled and seemed to be full of profound wisdom.
At just the first glance, Taiyuan knew that this person should be Genghis Khan, the leader of the Qiyan tribe and a generation of genius.
Sure enough, the next scenes unfolded one after another. In the sky above everyone's heads, the black eagle and the white eagle fought fiercely. In the end, the white eagle was defeated and one of them died on the spot.
From this battle in the sky, Genghis Khan extended his skills to the art of war, and his agility in thinking was unparalleled.
Then several Mongolian generals bent their bows and shot at the eagles. Black iron-feathered arrows whizzed into the air, sharp and hard, and filled with murderous intent.
Each of these generals has experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless heroes.
Turning his eyes again, Taiyuan saw a burly young man, half-kneeling on the ground, drawing a bow and shooting a vulture. A black shadow rose into the sky. It turned out to be an unparalleled archery skill that killed two vultures with one arrow.
The bustle ended quickly, and Genghis Khan and his group were almost gone.
Only the burly boy, accompanied by a beautiful girl in Mongolian attire, remained where they were.
These two people are Guo Jing and Hua Zheng.
Guo Jing was holding a long sword and stood on the spot practicing sword skills. Originally a set of clear and fast sword skills, when he used them in his hands, they were fierce and stiff. The moves were very stiff and the essence of the sword skills was completely lost.
righteous.
His swordsmanship was passed down from Han Xiaoying, one of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, and is called the Yue Nv Sword. It is said to have been inherited by A Qing, a Yue Nv in the Spring and Autumn Period. However, with the passage of time, many of its subtleties may have been lost.
Even so, it is still an exquisite swordsmanship.
Guo Jing practiced hard for a while, and when he got to the "branch hitting the white ape" move, he either jumped too low, or he couldn't pull out the sword flower in time, and he was sweating profusely, but the more he practiced, the more he couldn't do it.
Taiyuan looked at him from a distance and secretly shook his head. This Guo Jing was ignorant and sincere in mind. He was not a smart person in the first place. It would be really difficult for him to practice such a simple and complex swordsmanship as the Yue Nv Sword. He could be said to be Nanyuan.
It is almost impossible to achieve anything by retreating north.
Not long after, Taiyuan's eyes lit up, and he saw a spotless Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, with a Taoist bun on his head. He was a Taoist with a ruddy complexion, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and he had an air of immortality and Taoism.
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