Raimon, this behemoth of unknown size, is like a mountain weighing on everyone's heart. No one here has ever really seen him, and no one knows where the peak is, but the real world has always been there.
Under their attention, even the disputes between various countries in the past seemed to have their shadow. Just like when the Beiyan Heavenly Demon founded the Heavenly Demon Sect, it seemed that Leimen had an unclear connection with the Xixia court.
Feng Yu recalled the most powerful battle he had ever seen in his life. The unparalleled powerhouses of Raimon and Tenmu kept lingering in his mind for a long time.
"Among the powerful Leimen I met in the Qinling Mountains last time, there was a young man. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that he is the result of the cooperation between Leimen and Jinxia. Which family's rich young man? Or is he just like me?"
Cheng Yi touched the chess piece in his hand again, and the small one was almost flattened. "From what His Highness said, I'm afraid it is almost true. It seems that we need to make preparations early."
"Preparation? Given today's situation, my father and his gang should have left behind means to confront them head-on. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible for us to have a chance to win."
The chess piece suddenly stopped, and Cheng Yi's eyes shone brightly, "Your Highness means Qilin!"
"Thundermon's intervention is when the Kirin's role is truly demonstrated. It seems that this Kirin is an incredible force composed of absolute strong men. We just don't know who will be its members. Wang Xiu's strength is obvious to all. If he
If neither is the case, it means that my father’s arrangement is further thought out, and no one except himself can reveal his ultimate plan.”
"Every step my lord takes has its own purpose. It depends on when it is used, how it is used, and who uses it."
"Yes, I suspect that there are people from Qilin around me all the time. Otherwise, how could he know so much about me in Penglai? It seems that nothing that happens to me can make him shake at all,"
Feng Yu's eyes were deep, and he didn't know who or what he was thinking of, but he just said it without thinking at all.
Cheng Yi and Li Bian sat on the chairs and did not speak. The three of them were quietly thinking about their own thoughts. Even Wang Xiu walked in and did not react.
"What could make you three think so seriously at the same time?"
Feng Yu looked at the military book in his hand and chuckled calmly, "Aside from your results today, brother, what else can make us cautious?"
"Since we are opponents, we will understand each other. You won't be worried about me. What you are really worried about is the people in the Xixia camp."
"Brother, how are you feeling today?"
Wang Xiu took a deep breath, but there was no fear in his expression, "He is very strong. Just a divine secret can interrupt my breath. He should be one of the top people in the world. What do you think?"
"The result of our discussion is, Raimon."
"Rainmon? The real man behind the persecution of his adoptive father? That's true."
Feng Yu put down the book in his hand and walked up to Wang Xiu. The two were almost the same height, but Feng Yu looked a little thinner and not that strong. He always looked like a sickly young man.
"Based on my elder brother's understanding of Xixia, is it a long time ago that Leimen entered the military camp, or is it a sudden and whimsical cooperation?"
"I don't know, do you think I can find out about this kind of thing that can affect the entire Xixia court?"
"That's true, but the eldest brother's outstanding performance and brilliant performance today are really amazing!"
"That's not why I came to you. Who do you think they are waiting for?"
"Either other masters from Raimon or someone from the south will come to help, because no one can fight against 200,000 Beifu soldiers alone."
"So, what is your countermeasure?"
Feng Yu sat back down and sighed, "The imperial court will not have troops to assist, so we don't need to expect anyone from the capital to come. The only one we can rely on is ourselves."
"Understood, I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, Wang Xiu turned around and left, unchanged from the beginning to the end. I don't know whether he was confident or indifferent.
Cheng Yi looked at his back and nodded appreciatively, "This boy will definitely achieve great things in the future."
"Uncle Cheng, is it really okay for you to praise him like that in front of me?"
"I'm just stating a fact. This man has long been Confucian in his heart, and his state of mind is indestructible. He has both, but he can't care about it. His tyranny proves the saying that even if tens of millions of people die, I will die, and his destiny is extraordinary."
Destiny? It’s this thing again. Do people really have their own destiny? The Celestial Master of Zhongnan Mountain Taoist Sect also said the same, and he also said that he was destined to meet a few special people. Is Wang Xiu one of them? Unfortunately, I don’t believe in fate!
"Forget it, let's not talk about him. My affairs here are the key now, Uncle Li. Could you please go to the ghost gate and ask Hua Yaorao to inquire about the news in the south of Qingzhou. Once there is any trouble in the Western Jin Dynasty, report to me as soon as possible. Come here. Also, bring the Black and White Shuangsha here, I will be useful. From today on, the main information of the Ghost Sect will be placed on the rivers and lakes of the Jin and Xia countries. This time the battle between Xia and Tang Dynasty will not only involve the two armies. Confrontation is so easy."
"Hey, it seems that these two are very good at it. Wait, I, Lao Li, will go right away."
After a while, Feng Yu was left alone blowing the cold wind by the window. His thoughts drifted to the distant East China Sea and Jiangnan. Will Uncle Sheng know about Qilin? Or, he is very likely to be one of them. Uncle Cheng and Where is Uncle Li? Really? What does Penglai's action mean?
Wang Xiu was also talking to Xia Chang about something, "Brother, do you really plan to do this? After all, he is the son of his adoptive father."
"In this case, I can't hand over Beifu Bingjia and Qingzhou to him. As for my adoptive father and brothers, I can protect them at all costs, but I can't let what happened back then happen again. Even if my adoptive father comes to stop me, I I won’t give it up!”
"I know you love this place deeply, but sometimes for the sake of the overall situation, we can only~"
"The overall situation? What is the overall situation? The Xia family is still a traitor! Feng Yu was left wandering outside for several years, how much he suffered! Underneath the gentleness of the foster mother, she was a brave and courageous person, and she helped many people in the world, but what is the ending? But what is the outcome? Someone once came out and said half a word! I, Wang Xiu, cannot believe in such a world!"
Xia Chang knew the pain and anger in his heart. He understood that his eldest brother could show his heart to Feng Yu, but the only thing he couldn't accept was for Qingzhou to become another Xizhou. This was his bottom line!
"Brother, Xiaoyu may not be who you say he is, and he certainly doesn't want to make the same mistakes again. We should believe him."
"So, I can hand over Qingzhou to him, and I can also hand over the military power, but I will never quit! Once there is that risk, even if it is only a little bit, I will go out and give back Qingzhou and the veterans' expectations!"
"Oh, it's up to you. I just hope that the rest of us will always be well."
That night, a hunched-backed old man in coarse cloth came to the Tianqiong Pass.
"Who are you? No one is allowed inside the customs during the war, so leave quickly!"
The old man was holding a walking stick in his hand, but strangely it was not for leaning on. His right eyeball was dark gray, and his mouth was open and he had two missing front teeth. His sallow face and pale hair proved it.
He is already old.
"Master Jun, old man, I'm here to see His Highness Prince Huai. Please do me a favor."
"How presumptuous! You can see our Highness whenever you want. If you were an assassin, wouldn't that be inviting a wolf into the house?"
"I am not an assassin. Ahem, I have met your Highness once. Tell him, ahem, that I am from Heroic Soul Mountain. He will definitely remember it."
The soldiers guarding the gate discussed it and sent someone to report, "We have already sent someone to report, please wait for a while and don't move around, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"
"Hey, I won't go if I don't go."
Feng Yu hadn't rested yet. The night was getting dark. He had never seen the night view of the frontier fortress. The moon felt extraordinarily big and round. A guard trotted in and whispered something in Feng Yu's ear. Feng Yu was also a little agitated.
I was confused, but I put on my clothes and went to the tower.
"Are you looking for me?" Feng Yu stood on the top of the city. The light from a row of torches was not that dim. It was still possible to see the person underneath. The old man was standing still, looking somewhat obedient.
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Hearing the sound, the old man raised his head and smiled, showing his missing front teeth.
Feng Yu took a closer look and was a little surprised, "It's actually you!"
Although he didn't know the origin of this person, Feng Yu still let him in and brought him directly to his house. Being able to guard the heroic spirit for twenty years, he shouldn't be a member of the enemy.
"Tell me, what do you want from me? Who are you? Where do you come from?"
"Ahem, I'm a little thirsty after walking for such a long time."
Feng Yu waited for a long time, but said nothing. He looked up at him and said, "You don't want me to pour you water, do you? You're big enough."
The old man didn't say anything, but Feng Yu still held back his temper and poured him a drink, as if he was thanking him on behalf of the undead.
"Here, drink your water and answer my questions quickly."
The old man put down his walking stick and slowly took the water handed over by Feng Yu. He held the teacup with trembling hands and carefully took a sip, and then another sip, and drank faster and faster. After a few times, it bottomed out. It was okay.
It's just plain cold, without tea leaves in it, otherwise it would probably have been swallowed.
Feng Yu looked at him inexplicably. Why did he suddenly become like this after drinking tea? He was so moved that he almost shed tears. Does the tea taste so good today?
"Old man, I didn't mean to say something bad just now. It's just that I just finished the first battle today. Tianqiong Pass is not suitable for outsiders. Just in case, you can just say what you have to say and don't make these weird expressions.
, it’s scary to watch.”
The old man sat down slowly and looked at Feng Yu with a smile, "You have only been practicing martial arts for six or seven years. I am afraid that no one in the Wen Dao realm can be your enemy. You are indeed young and promising."
Seeing through his own cultivation at a glance, this old man is so lucky!
"who are you?"
"The breath is long and powerful, the internal injuries are healed. I have practiced the Yi Jin Sutra, the supreme heart method of Buddhism, well. It seems that I can understand it so quickly only with the guidance of an expert. I just don't know how deep the influence of this Buddhism is on you. The Xia family does not teach it.
The secret method of Qiankun Heqi is also a perfect match for your natural meridians. If you practice over time, you will not be far from the way of heaven. With Feng Ao having such a good foundation, it is not an exaggeration to practice both Buddhism and Taoism. Even this Confucian Qi is not as good as
That kid Wang Xiu lacks experience."
Seeing that this guy could tell his details so clearly in the blink of an eye, Feng Yu frowned, and with a move of his right hand, Jun Xie Sword appeared in his hand, pointing directly at his throat.