52. Relying on the Heaven and Slaying the Dragon. Who Will Fight for the Front?
ps: The fourth volume "Who Can Fight With" has ended, and the fifth volume "Unparalleled in the World" will start tomorrow...hehe
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When we arrived at the foot of Mount Deheng, it was already the Double Ninth Festival.
The colors of autumn are getting darker, and I am used to seeing the fallen leaves and yellowing leaves in the north, making the ground desolate. At first sight, the mountains here are still full of green, and I can't help but feel good.
Xiao Zhao was ordered to stay in the town at the foot of the mountain, while Liu Meng himself dressed in a blue robe and a sharp sword, slowly climbed the mountain along the steep path.
Amid war and war, the mountains are a good place to take refuge. I met a few mountain people with rosy faces and cheerful spirits. It was obvious that life was much happier than outside the mountains.
After walking around Huixian Bridge, Liu Meng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years and felt timid when returning to his hometown.
This feeling becomes stronger the closer you get to the top of Zhurong Peak. There seems to be an affectionate call coming from the front, making you want to speed up your steps and rush over there.
In the Qinggang Forest, the mountain breeze blows gently, the branches sway and the leaves move, bringing with it a sound.
A smooth and rough boulder lies in the forest like a sleeping tiger. In between sword practice, I like to sit here and take a nap, and my sword is placed beside the stone.
Liu Meng seemed to be suffering from hysteria. He ignored the mud and dust on the stone and sat cross-legged on it. He also conveniently put the sword aside.
Senior brother, why is he not afraid of the extraordinary skill of lightness? He likes to jump directly from the tallest tree and glide through the clouds to get there. The second senior brother, Zhuang Buzhong, has a calm temperament and will always sit on the big tree. The third senior brother, Pang Buyu, every time
When I came here, I was sweating profusely, and I could always take out some pecans and walnuts from my arms to satisfy the greed of my junior brothers.
His eyes were sore, and his vision had been blurred by tears.
By now, Liu Meng's longing for his parents, relatives and friends in the real world is no longer so strong. Even the goddess's face has long been blurred.
However, the life after traveling to Hengshan has always been unforgettable. Bit by bit, everyone's voice, appearance, and smile became clearer and clearer.
If you had two choices now, would you choose to return to the real world or return to the beginning of Luding?
That is just a world in a novel, and all the characters are just NPCs and fictional characters.
Countless times, whenever I am wandering in my mind, I always use this rational excuse to remind myself. Never get too deep into the scene world.
But! Could that relationship be fake?!
They live and die together, helping each other. There is also the cry of "Go!" that desperately clings to a powerful enemy and lets you escape quickly.
This sitting lasted for half a day. It was not until the moon was directly above his head that Liu Meng got up. He used his body technique and rushed straight to the top of Zhurong Peak, regardless of the thorns everywhere.
The top of the peak was a mess of rocks and overgrown weeds. Liu Meng circled around very quickly and unexpectedly saw no trace of anyone. But the moon-watching platform had already begun to take shape, and a large flat rock was illuminated by the moonlight.
Incomparable.
His heart was beating violently, and Liu Meng could hardly move forward. His strong intuition told him that this moon-watching platform must be the passage out of this world!
After only a short while, his whole body was soaked with sweat. Liu Meng used great willpower to resist the call from his soul. He suddenly took two steps back, then jumped backwards and leaped far away. He roared loudly.
Rushing down the mountain quickly.
How could I teleport away at this time? I had just made a promise to the other person and had the yearning for a stable life. He was so stupid that he just made such a joke?
All the way, there were roars, clouds and mist, anger, unwillingness, and deep hesitation.
The figures of the three women, Yang Bing, Zhao Min, and Zhou Zhiruo, flashed back and forth in his mind, and Liu Meng stopped at Huixian Bridge while panting.
Just walk away? How can you!
At this moment, Liu Meng especially hated himself for being merciless. Su Quan and A Ke in The Deer and the Cauldron, Wanyan Ping, Guo Fu and Huang Rong in The Condor, what was the difference between himself and the first stallion?
If he couldn't find a way to leave, he would just forget it, so he would give up and live a stable life with the girls. But God, why did he give him hope after he had already accepted his fate?
With his mind in chaos, Liu Meng wandered aimlessly around the mountains. Until the sky turned dark and the red sun rose in the east, he made no choice.
Go back to the mountain, back to Wudang Mountain. No matter what, let's go back to them first. Anyway, there is no rush, just delay it for one day.
Subconsciously, Liu Meng longed for warmth, caring for others and being cared for by others. Faced with the deep concern and tenderness of the three women, how could he make a ruthless decision?
After the newly built small palace behind Zixiao Palace was completed, Zhang Zhenren happily took up his pen and inscribed the name of Jianxia Palace on the plaque.
As the residence of Liu Meng and Yang Bingxin, the Swordsman Palace was naturally decorated with the utmost luxury. Fortunately, Pingzhang of Xiangyang Road, a Tatar, was very good at making money, so Liu Meng lent them to him.
Choosing an auspicious day, Liu Meng and his daughters moved to a new home. The other four maids and several servants who stayed in the ancient tomb all moved here. Even Zhou Zhiruo chose a house without hesitation, and every month
I always come and stay for a few days.
So, every day, I spent time with Yang Bing making tea, listening to the piano, and painting eyebrows in the boudoir, and occasionally with Zhao Min, playing with each other and indulgently, and Zhou Zhiruo added fragrance to her red sleeves, dancing and writing. Her life was as happy as a fairy.
Even without restraint, Liu Meng actually slept with a dragon and three phoenixes. Thanks to their strong bodies, the three women had their own strengths, and the whole night was completely ridiculous.
But no matter how happy the days were, the anxiety in Liu Meng's heart could never go away until it became deeper and deeper.
Forget the past, forget that this is just a world in a book.
When he was free, he would always have random thoughts, so Liu Meng began to find things for himself to do.
The main force of the Meng Yuan Tartars was still invincible, and the rebels had no victory in frontal battles. Liu Meng found the Mingjiao Five Elements Flag, drew patterns, and made various powerful weapons to deal with the cavalry.
The four-meter-long scratching hook spear, the sword with a blade of nearly one and a half meters, the waist-opening crossbow that can shoot three hundred steps, the thunder that sounds like thunder when loading simple gunpowder, the unparalleled powerful bed crossbow, light but solid
It has a large shield in the shape of a well, a side chariot that can be pulled and pushed.
Wait, wait, wait, everything Liu Meng can think of, he made Ruijin Banner and Giant Wooden Flag. Then he specially selected strong soldiers for training, and then brought them to the battlefield to see the actual effect. If they are useful, they will be promoted, and if they are useless, they will be eliminated.
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Taking this opportunity, Liu Meng took out the disconnected dragon-slaying knife, plus the four sacred fire tokens he grabbed, and asked Wu Jincao, the flag bearer of the Ruijin Banner, and Xin Ran, the flag bearer of the Fierce Fire Flag, to join forces to kill them.
They were melted together and mixed with pure gold. A total of forty-nine golden snake cones were cast.
As for the Yitian Sword, the Ruijin Banners resented it too much and flatly refused to repair it. Liu Meng had no choice but to modify it, adding the cyan sword he had been using and two Holy Fire Tokens, and forged a new long sword.
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This long sword still has a jade hilt, and the shape is the Hengshan sect standard that I am used to. The sword body is gray and dull, but when it is danced for a while, a cold air rises, and the blade is sharper and extremely tough. It is especially rare.
Yes, inheriting all the strong magnetism of the Yitian Sword and the solid insensitivity of the Holy Fire Order.
He waved the long sword with his hand, and there was a clanking sound. The large piece of iron used to test the sword stood in two, and the cut was smooth and smooth. Everyone present gasped in cold air. Then he flicked the sword with his fingers, and it made a clanking sound.
It's mind-blowing to hear.
What a magical weapon! Even more powerful than the previous Yitian Sword! Liu Meng was overjoyed and named it the Yitian Long Sword. He was proud to have dissolved the Yitian Sword that had hurt so many brothers. The resentment in the hearts of everyone in Ruijin Banner was gone. For this
Zaowu is a name that people are different from, so I don’t take it to heart at all.
After acquiring the new Heavenly Sword and the Golden Snake Cone, Liu Meng naturally wanted to test his sharpness. He immediately sneaked into various important towns. He specially selected Tatars to lead troops and feed officers with swords. Within half a year, he could kill no more than a thousand captains.
Hundreds.
Because of Liu Meng's superb Qinggong and swordsmanship, he was unstoppable. For a time, the legend of the Flying Swordsman spread throughout the country, even forcing the Meng Yuan court to appoint three generals to lead the army in one day.
Inspired by this, the Wudang Clan took the lead and united all the heroes of the world to organize experts to attack and kill Tatar officials. The Tatars were already small in number, so how could they withstand the continuous assassinations? In addition, on the frontal battlefield, the rebel army led by Xu Da
Victory in every battle, his reputation shook the Central Plains, making the Meng Yuan defeat even faster.
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Four years later, the situation in the Central Plains has been turned upside down.
The dragon-slaying attack team specially formed by the best of the martial arts heroes is now famous all over the world. Liu Meng handed it over to the command of his fourth senior brother Zhang Songxi, and continued to be active on the front line of expelling the Tartars, cooperating with the rebel Xu Da tribe, often
The Yitian Dark Group, which is composed purely of disciples of the Wudang and Ancient Tomb factions, is under the personal control of Yang Bing, with Zhao Min as an assistant, and secretly monitors the various branches of the rebel army and various martial arts factions.
The Tiangang Beidou Formation, which is responsible for the defense of the Wudang Sect's portal, has been fully formed. As long as it is not attacked by a large army, there should be no worries.
Zhou Zhiruo had already resigned as head of the Emei Sect, and Xiao Zhao and Xiao Zhao took the craftsmen to Spirit Snake Island to tidy up the house as a new place for everyone.
As for Liu Meng himself, he finally gave up his inner demons and told the three women that he would leave them for a while. The reason was that if martial arts progressed too fast, things would inevitably fall to the extreme, or the true energy would be damaged, so he had to choose a pure place for retreat.
It doesn't matter whether it's a white lie or malicious deception.
People who travel through time are selfish, changing the fate of other people and even the whole world for their own selfish desires. If you have to say that you are selfless and obey God's will, then why not commit suicide immediately?
The top of Zhurong Peak in Hengshan Mountain.
The moon was dark and the mountain wind was howling. Under the hazy night, a tall young man in his twenties walked slowly. He was wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe, with a round mane on his head and a sapphire handle tied around his waist.
His long sword, fluttering clothes, and indescribable handsomeness.
Walking to the flat boulder, sitting cross-legged, and adjusting your breathing, the Nine Yin Zhen Yue Jue was silently performed.
In an instant, a blue beam of light rose into the sky and shot directly into the sky.
A jade plate with fourteen messy chess pieces appeared out of thin air, and Liu Meng calmly used his thoughts to place them in order. When the fourteen words "Snow flies in the sky and shoots the white deer, the laughing book hero relies on the blue mandarin duck" shine together,
The blue light suddenly became louder, and an electronic synthesizer sound sounded.
"The teleportation array is activated, the countdown begins, ten, nine...two...one."
At the same time, in the Swordsman Palace on the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain, a beauty in palace clothes shook her hand, and the hot tea in the cup spilled out, soaking through the light yellow thin shirt, as if burning her skin as jade as jade, and tears quietly dropped from the corners of her eyes.
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Volume 4 - Who to contend with (End)
.(To be continued..)
ps: This volume ended so hard... As expected, literary youth is a disease.
