The evening breeze blew the bamboo curtain, and the branches in the corner swayed forgetfully.
There was a person squatting on Li Yu's body, his snake-like waist slowly twisting, as if grinding.
She bit her lip, her expression was very soft, and her voice was almost inaudible.
Li Yu stretched out his hand, flicked it in front of her, patted her butt and said with a smile: "Don't hold on, although practicing is a good thing, you can't wait until dawn."
Pan Jinlian seemed to be discouraged, so she lay on top of him and rubbed against him reluctantly.
Sure enough, it was already getting dark outside. After this double cultivation, I don't know how much cultivation will be gained.
Li Yu hugged the delicate body in his arms and was about to sleep for a while when his expression suddenly changed. A familiar breath came, it was his beloved disciple Zhang Sanfeng.
He stood up in a hurry, covered Pan Jinlian with a thin blanket, and said, "I'm going out."
Pan Jinlian held her chest and sat up, saying, "I'll be with you."
Li Yu shook his head and said, "Sleep well."
He put on his Taoist robe, and his figure flashed away and disappeared into the night.
In the main hall of the mountain gate, Zhang Sanfeng, Xue Pan, who was yawning profusely, and a strange person were waiting.
Li Yu felt a little excited, clasping his fists and saying: "Is this the one?"
"Liu Ji."
"I've met my seniors," Li Yu said, cupping his fists slightly.
Liu Ji said with a smile: "Don't dare, don't dare, heroes come from young. I wonder who can teach a disciple like Zhang Sanfeng. It turns out that he is the successor of Taiping Tao."
Li Yu surprisingly did not deny it this time, because he knew that in front of such a person, denial would be useless.
Old Man Zhang did not recognize himself as a member of his sect, and he was even less convincing because Li Yu had compiled five volumes of Taiping Qingling Shu, and Taiping Qingling Shu was the chosen one.
In other words, Li Yu was the chosen successor of the Taiping Sutra, and his Taiping Dao identity was more upright and popular than Zhang Chengfeng's.
Li Yu said: "Senior's willingness to come out is a blessing to the world."
After he finished speaking, he took a serious look at Liu Bowen and found that there was a big gap between what he had imagined.
There should be a limit to this old man's slovenliness. He is simply a savage in the mountains and an inactive savage.
There are even a few grass buds on his body that are sprouting
Zhang Sanfeng said: "Mr. Liu has been in seclusion these years."
Li Yu nodded and said, "I will take Mr. to the wing to rest, and you all should go back and get the news."
Li Yu was in high spirits at the moment. After practicing the Qingmu Jue, he had great stamina and it was usually difficult to fall asleep.
But Li Yu is a person who likes sleep very much. What he wants is not to use sleep to relieve physical fatigue, but to simply pursue the feeling of sleeping.
He took Liu Bowen to a small courtyard where no one lived and said, "Sir, please."
Liu Bowen stood behind him and said with a smile: "Looking at how energetic Master Li is, why don't we come in and talk for a while."
"good."
Li Yu followed him into the room and lit candles. Liu Ji said with a smile: "I don't know whether I should be happy or worried to see the successor of Taiping Dao after so many years."
Li Yu chuckled. Although the man in front of him looked sloppy, he didn't dare to be careless at all.
Zhuge Liang could figure out that he had traveled through time, but the person in front of him didn't know what he had figured out.
"I once calculated the fortune for the Six Dynasties. The Queen will appear, but she should be in the Tang Dynasty." Liu Ji sat down on the chair and asked straight to the point: "How did you transfer this fortune?"
Li Yu rolled his eyes and said: "This matter is extremely involved. I forgive this junior for not being able to tell me. However, senior is a scholar of heaven and earth. If he wants to do the calculation himself, junior will not stop him. After all, this time, I want senior to be in the palace."
, teach our Emperor of the Song Dynasty how to govern the country."
"How to govern a country?" Liu Ji shook his head and said, "This is such a small thing, I have no interest in it anymore."
Li Yu smiled and said: "Perhaps senior will change his mind after meeting His Majesty."
Liu Ji smiled and said: "It is indeed possible."
He was very curious about how the Queen's luck changed, so when he came to Bianliang this time, he would definitely meet the Queen.
As for becoming an emperor's master, it was not within the scope of his consideration. The little fat man was right. He could not solve the secret of the clay figurine. He could search for capable men in the Six Dynasties, and he might be able to gain something.
For example, the person in front of me is a descendant of Taiping Dao. The magic of Taiping Dao is unique. Maybe he has a way to do it——
There is a tent in the Forbidden Army camp that is brightly lit.
Yue Fei stayed up all night reading the files of the Forbidden Army and the rosters of generals at all levels.
This expedition has been decided, just half a month later. Although it is a bit hasty, there is no time to wait.
Privet's troops may come back at any time, and Li Jing of the Tang Dynasty is even more eyeing.
Bianliang was the most fat city in the Six Dynasties. This is undisputed. No one can refuse the temptation to break Bianliang City.
After looking around, Yue Fei was greatly disappointed. Almost all the generals of the Forbidden Army were descendants of distinguished relatives.
They have long since lost any fighting power. Yue Fei understands this better than anyone else. Letting them lead troops to fight is no different than sending them to death.
When he saw the four temporarily formed guerrilla cavalry in Bianliang, Yue Fei's eyes lit up. These improvised men and horses had good results, and could often even fight against Ligustrum.
The tent was opened, and the man who came in was very familiar to Yue Fei. He was Yang Zhi, who had fought alongside him.
Yang Zhi is the elder of the Zhengjing Sect. Yue Fei has already seen how powerful the Zhengjing Sect is. How many water monks he can get from them will also be crucial to the outcome of the battle.
He quickly stood up and said: "Elder Yang, please sit down."
"General Yue, it's so late. I was patrolling the camp and saw that there was still a light on here, so I came over to take a look."
Yue Fei smiled bitterly and said, "I can't sleep."
When Yang Zhi saw the files on his desk, he understood immediately and said with a smile: "You know it, right? There are so many problems with the Forbidden Army. It can be said that they are riddled with holes. Although it is said that one million Forbidden Army is a crime of the Six Dynasties, its combat power
It has reached an outrageous level. If His Majesty had not been brave and fearless in this privet siege and saved Bianliang by one person, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Yue Fei had long heard about His Majesty performing miracles at the top of the city and summoning a giant dragon to save the people.
At first he didn't believe it, thinking it was a trick of the serious monks, but as more and more identical words came to his ears, he couldn't help but stop believing it.
Although Yue Fei was frightened, he felt a little lucky. Fortunately, Emperor Maode was born, otherwise the worst situation expected by Zong Shuai would have occurred.
At that time, not only would the Song Dynasty be destroyed, but people would be devastated and an unimaginable catastrophe would occur.
The situation has reached this point. I don't know how much simpler it is than what Zong Shuai faced at the time, but he is still sighing.
Yue Fei strengthened his belief and said solemnly: "As long as we work together, we will be able to save the crisis."
