Chapter three hundred and fiftieth eight new stunts
Many times in this world there is no absolute hatred and grudges between many people..
In this era, there is no such thing as only eternal interests between countries, and there is no eternal friendship. In this era, many countries still pay attention to so-called etiquette and other boring things. The more civilized the country, the more it pays attention to these.
Fortunately, Ziqin does not represent the country. Fortunately, Li Chengqu is no longer the king of Quyue.
The two of them hit it off immediately, and no one knows what they said or did.
However, since Ziqin left Li Chengqu's mansion again, Li Chengqu never stayed in Dali again.
Ziqin took the brothers from the caravan to the outside of Dali City.
There were not many of them, only more than a hundred people. However, there was no fear on each of their faces. Outside the gate of this alien city, these people pressed the family of the alien general into the open space.
The executions were carried out by men from the caravan.
These men who had been running business on the northwest border of the Song Dynasty since the Tang Dynasty had made up their minds this time.
The country was poor and weak, and they were bullied. In fact, if the Dali Kingdom had not been behind this incident, those martial arts people would not have been able to do such a desperate thing.
After all, no harm will come to the family. This truth is recognized by martial arts no matter which nation or country.
What's more, the men in the caravan and Ziqin are not related to each other. Moreover, the caravan has brought many items of civilized society to the wild lands in the southwest and further southwest over the past hundreds of years.
Tea, cloth, it can be said that without caravans of men, the living conditions of people in the wilderness are much worse.
Several bloody heads fell to the ground, and the gates of Dali City were closed tightly. The soldiers stood on the city wall, holding their own swords, but no one came down from the city.
They had already received instructions from above. No matter what these people did or what provocations they made, they were not allowed to go down to the city, let alone respond to those people. Otherwise, no matter what happened, they would all die.
, and it involves three tribes.
Ziqin already knew the choice of these soldiers, but Li Chengqu had told him what the Dali Duan family had planned.
Everything is because of politics, just like the drama directed by Murong Bo, everything is for the kingdom.
There may be some Dali martial arts people who will block me on the way back, but there won't be many, because knowing that Ziqin is a descendant of the Sword God lineage, Duan Si Lian will never let the Dali martial arts people do it again.
Go and die.
Weakening the Gao family will weaken the Gao family, but neither the Gao family nor the Duan family will see the martial arts in Dali decline.
You know, there are no fools in this world. In fact, except for central dynasties like the Song Dynasty, the foreign ethnic groups have risen completely by relying on the power of the people.
Their country definitely does not have a strong economy and culture, so their military's combat effectiveness is entirely due to their strong folk customs.
Just like the tribes on the grassland, many times they can't even wear armor, but they are tough enough, and their folk customs determine that their fighting power is strong enough.
Although Dali has been a country for many years, every high-level official knows that Dali's army is definitely not strong. The only thing that can ensure its permanent existence is its folk customs.
This place is located in Shiwanda Mountain, and the martial arts may not be developed, but the martial arts people here are more wild than those in the Central Plains.
Of course, the surname Ye is just an elegant way of saying it. To put it another way, the martial arts people here are more cruel. When they kill people, they will go crazy like wild beasts.
Therefore, if Dali encounters foreign enemies, those martial arts people will be even crazier than the martial arts people in the Central Plains.
This is a characteristic of a barbaric land. Those martial arts people in the Central Plains who have long been influenced by civilization can never imagine what that kind of wildness and madness looks like.
The road back was long, and as soon as Ziqin and others left the confines of Dali City, they felt that someone was following them.
This time was different from the time when Ziqin was followed by Deng Baichuan's men alone. This time, Ziqin was surrounded by Deng Baichuan and his men who were proficient in tracking and counter-tracking.
After a few rounds, the tails were held in their palms. Not only could they not continue to follow them, but they were making dumplings for them.
This is a group of martial arts people whose race is completely indistinguishable. Each one of them has a wild surname on their face, and their clothes are of a style that is completely unseen in the Central Plains.
"These should be some tribes living in the deep mountains and wild forests between Jiaozhi and Dali."
Deng Baichuan spoke next to Ziqin, his eyes flashed like flames, and Ziqin was slightly startled.
The mountains and forests are not similar to savages, and they are tribes, but they are not martial arts. Why do these people follow them?
"These people are caught between martial arts and bandits. They do not engage in production and have always made a living by robbing. If the monarchs of nearby countries want to go to war, they will also use money to hire their soldiers to fight. Decades ago, the war that affected
During the wars between Xixia, Dali, Tubo and Jiaozhi, these people were the first to invade the Song Dynasty. These people even retained the wild custom of cannibalism."
Deng Baichuan's voice was cold, and Zi Qin was slightly shocked when he heard the last sentence. He thought Deng Baichuan was just making an analogy, but when he saw Deng Baichuan's eyes full of murderous intent, Zi Qin suddenly
Understand, that is not a metaphor, but a terrible fact.
Cannibalism is not a characteristic of South Americans. In fact, in the Middle Ages, cannibal tribes existed in countless places throughout the earth.
This is not only because of ignorance, but also because of their wild surnames. Many of those tribes still retain beast-like habits. They know very well that they cannot be completely called humans, but should be creatures mixed between humans and beasts.
In fact, not to mention the medieval period, but also the revolutionary period of later generations, the 100,000 expeditionary troops also encountered cannibal savages in the Savage Mountains.
In this southwest land, among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, there is no shortage of beast-like cannibal tribes.
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind."
Ziqin's voice was cold, and his figure moved away from the horse. This time he entered the world of Tianlong. Although he lost his previous powerful martial arts, it was by no means without gains.
In fact, it was not until he learned Lingbo Weibu this time, and completely mastered this set of steps, and even understood Fuxi's sixty-four hexagrams, that Ziqin realized how mysterious this set of steps contained.
The Beiming Shen Gong and the Lingbo Micro Step were both inherited by Li Qiu Shui, but Ziqin estimated that Li Qiu Shui might not understand this set of footwork. Of course, it was also possible that Li Qiu Shui had not thoroughly understood this set of footwork.
During these days, Ziqin took small steps on Lingbo from time to time, combining it with the internal force in Yunji's Seven Lots, but he slowly discovered the wonders contained in this set of steps.
This set of footwork is not a simple light skill at all.
Generally speaking, Qinggong can be about leaping or moving, but Lingbo Weibu is by no means limited to this. The biggest advantage of this set of footwork is that it is not limited to geography.
When this step is carried out, whether in the air or on the ground, you can feel as if you are freed from some kind of shackles of heaven and earth, and you seem to be able to control the direction you move at will.
Yes, move, not leap.
This set of footwork looks like stepping out with both feet, but in fact it is moving according to the sixty-four hexagrams. It is like constantly changing positions in a set of formations. When facing an enemy, if the opponent is
If you can't understand the formation you are in, you will never be able to find your true identity.
However, there are a few people from ancient times to the present who dare to say that they can understand Fuxi's sixty-four hexagrams, but obviously, no one can.
This is a secret that Ziqin discovered recently, but Ziqin is still certain that this is not the entire secret of Lingbo Weibu.
The figure moved and appeared next to the savages in an instant. The long sword behind him suddenly flashed with a sharp cold light, and a torrential chill swept down.
The internal force in the body moves according to the state of mind, but it suddenly turns into the Yin internal force of Yunji Qizhuan. The corrosive internal force draws out from the Xiaoyao Sect's sword. The sword energy overflows, and the savages are completely enveloped in it in an instant.
With the Yin surname's internal power, and with a chill from the bottom of their hearts, the savages wrapped up howled in embarrassment, and some fiercely waved their weapons and charged towards Ziqin. However, Ziqin's sword light only flickered.
, but has already sheathed his sword.
The sword light flashed, and Ziqin's figure retreated back to the horse. The savages looked at each other in confusion, and suddenly burst into laughter. While laughing, these savages showed all kinds of unsightly tricks to Ziqin.
Gestures and postures.
In the eyes of those savages, Ziqin's extremely gorgeous moves were just fancy, but they could not harm them at all.
"Han Chinese, fancy."
The leader of the savages looked at Ziqin with a disdainful smile, suddenly roared sharply, and suddenly raised the weapon hanging on the horse above his head. It turned out to be a seemingly cumbersome one-legged bronze man.
I don't know who helped these savages make this kind of weapon, but it suddenly became extremely powerful.
The savage didn't seem to speak too much Chinese. He only squeezed out four words, but he resumed his roaring voice like a wild beast, roaring and charging towards Ziqin.
Deng Baichuan's men clenched their weapons one after another, especially the men in the caravan. Each of them was slightly pressed, lying on the horse's back, as if they were ready to charge.
Seeing the wild man charging wildly, Ziqin sneered slightly.
Suddenly, a chill emanated from Ziqin's body.
This chill was not strong, but once it spread out, it enveloped the surrounding area in an instant.
The charging savage's entire body suddenly stiffened, and the horse beneath him began to become sluggish.
The blood-red color spread from the side of the savage and his horse. The man and the horse slowly turned into a mass of blood mist, as if being decomposed in slow motion under the horrified and confused eyes of countless people.
A shrill howl sounded from the crowd of savages, like frightened beasts. The group of savages pulled their horses in fear and ran wildly in the opposite direction of He Ziqin's group.
However, as the chill spread on Ziqin's body, the wild men running wild became dull along with the horses. (To be continued.)
