At the end of the dark dirt road in the woods was the person Chen Qingzhi was looking for. Now that he had confirmed it, he felt a little at a loss.
But I'm still a little more happy.
He hurriedly got off the horse, lifted up his white robe, clasped his fists and bowed.
"Chen Qingzhi, thank you for your help, sir, to save me and all the soldiers in danger."
"Thank you, thank you. You and I are considered acquaintances. I met your military commander when I was passing here. I knew you were trapped in a tight siege. How could I just stand by and watch." After not seeing each other for many days, Chen Yuan smiled and looked at Chen Qingzhi who had changed his attitude.
, "Actually, I didn't want to show up to meet each other, so as not to see each other again, there was a gap between you and me. It seems that it is indeed the case now."
"Sir... how do you start talking about this?"
Chen Qingzhi didn't know how to speak for a moment. He didn't know that the teacher he casually met in the city was actually a hermit master. He had speculated in the government office before that the teacher in the Li family theater was just a man from the world. Now he thought about it again.
, which is a bit insulting to Mr.
"Qingzhi still regards Mr. as a good friend."
Chen Yuan laughed loudly: "The general's words are very good. I am a practitioner and pay attention to following one's heart. The general regards me as a good friend, so I will also regard him as a friend. When the general returns to Liangdu, I would like to invite you.
Drinking is the way to go."
"Sir, you can have as many drinks as you want."
After saying that, Chen Qingzhi was silent for a moment, looked at the Taoist priests and Taoist boys, one large and one small, behind Chen Yuan, and then raised his hand: "Sir, can you take a step to speak?"
"It doesn't matter, this is also a good friend of mine. The little Taoist boy is his disciple, and he is not an outsider. If the general has anything to say, you can sit down and listen together."
When the little Taoist boy heard this, he couldn't help but puff up his chest. However, his master called him his master, and the relationship between the two was not ordinary. He was also a disciple of the fat Taoist, so he was one of his own.
Chen Qingzhi thought for a while, nodded, then took off the sword from his waist, inserted the bag on the horse's back, strode over and sat down opposite.
After staring at Chen Yuan for a while, he opened his mouth and confirmed again.
"Sir, do you really know magic?"
"No, the clay figurine ran away on his own?" the little Taoist boy yelled.
Chen Yuan raised her hand to tell Sun Yingxian to stop talking. She looked at Chen Qingzhi and nodded, "You are the ones I saved. Is there anything else you want to confirm?"
Chen Qingzhi has always been a serious person, even more so now that he is in his early forties, but when facing Chen Yuan, he seems quite reserved.
"Sir, today we are surrounded. The horses are panicked and dare not move forward, but... but there are also experts in the opponent's army who can help with magic?"
"Yes, but I've been injured and won't live long."
After asking and answering, Chen Qingzhi got the answer he wanted, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground. If the enemy's army did not have the help of experts, it means that his command was wrong, and he would not be able to handle the possible battles later.
But when I heard the affirmative answer, I felt worried again.
Since there is such a time, there will definitely be practitioners who will help the Wei State, so the journey north will be difficult every step of the way. The soldiers around me may die in unknown circumstances before they even see the battlefield.
He looked at Mr. Chen opposite him, suddenly stood up, knelt down half-kneeling with his armor on, and clasped his fists heavily: "Sir, you know that my future is full of difficulties, please give me a helping hand. I don't care about you personally, I just want to save my life."
Soldiers under my command. If they are defeated on the battlefield, there is nothing to say, but they are blocked by magic. Qingzhi does not want to see Erlang die in vain."
His words were straightforward and there was no mincing words.
Chen Yuan was stunned: "...let me help you?"
He was indeed going to Luoyang, and he was traveling the same way as him, but the state of the march was not what he liked. He was more accustomed to being unrestrained and going wherever he wanted.
Immediately, Chen Yuan came to his senses and smiled: "It turns out that after talking so much and going around in so many circles, you and I are friends. According to the routine, I have to agree to your request!"
"Do you agree, sir?"
Chen Yuan shook his head: "I don't agree."
"Sir!" Chen Qingzhi cupped his hands and wanted to say something else, but finally gave up, lowered his face, put his hands down and sighed heavily: "Alas!"
Seeing him like this, Chen Yuan smiled and said: "I will not participate in the change of dynasty, so as not to be tied to the fate of the dynasty and burden my practice in the future. But since you and I have met each other, naturally we can't just sit back and watch."
The latter sentence made the dejected Chen Qingzhi suddenly raise his face. He thought that his husband had changed his mind, but he saw Chen Yuan reaching out to untie his waist and take out a long sword.
"Although this object is not an immortal treasure, it is a magical weapon compared to mortal swords. Today I will give it to the general."
Chen Yuan drew out his long sword, and the sword flashed with a white light, like a white dragon swimming through the treetops.
"Bailian is like a dragon, so he is named Bailong."
With a gentle tone, Chen Yuan waved his sleeve to brush the sword, stretched out his hand to grab the air, and a gust of wind blew up in the forest. Wisps of fresh air visible to the naked eye flew out from the rocks and trees, gathering in his palm. Chen Qingzhi and others could be seen.
The little Taoist boys were all grinning from ear to ear.
The next moment, the fingertips pressed against the middle of the sword surface and slowly extended. The cold metal surface suddenly revealed the word "White Dragon" written in vertical seal. The long sword buzzed and trembled, and emitted a sword sound, like a dragon roaring.
"I have cast a spell on this sword. The general is charging into the battle. You can wear it at your side and move forward at all costs."
The mark on the sword had already been removed by Chen Yuan, and he did not keep the sword as a personal property, but gave it to Chen Qingzhi.
"General, reach out here."
Chen Qingzhi hadn't come to his senses yet. When he reacted, he hurriedly stretched out his palm. Before he could open his mouth, he felt a pain in his palm. A wound opened up. When the bright red blood slowly overflowed, he followed Professor Chen Yuan's method and quickly made a fist.
Blood dripped on the sword.
Drops of blood disappeared in an instant, and when Chen Yuan said: "Okay." Chen Qingzhi took back his hand, casually applied the hemostatic medicine, and couldn't wait to take this extraordinary weapon from Chen Yuan's hand.
"The general does not need to use this sword on weekdays. Whenever he is marching and fighting, he can charge into the battle with it. With the protection of the white dragon, no one can stop him!"
"Qingzhi, thank you sir!"
This time, Chen Qingzhi knelt down directly. When he raised his head, there were no shadows of Chen Yuan and others in front of him. Only a little smoke was left, and there were faint words echoing in the forest.
"It's getting late, it's time for the general to leave. If we are destined, we can see you again."
"He is truly a fairy."
Chen Qingzhi was speechless for a long time. He just sighed and got up from the ground. Looking around again, he was afraid that his husband and the fat Taoist had already gone away in the clouds.
He lowered his head and looked at the sword named White Dragon in his hand, touched it a few times with fondness, inserted the sword into the scabbard and tied it on the left side of his waist, got on the white horse, turned around and headed back in the direction he came from.
The sound of horse hooves faded away.
Behind the smoke surrounded by birds, Chen Yuan and the fat Taoist fanned their sleeves, came out from behind the tree, dispersed the smoke, and continued on their way forward, talking and laughing.
The journey was covered with stars and moons, and after a few days, he passed through Yuzhou and entered the territory of Luoyang. Chen Yuan had no intention of entering the city, but walked in a circle along the huge city.
He pinched his finger and made a decision, searching for the aura of Zhenjun Guan.