The gurgling mountain streams are swallowing the biting cold wave, and the leaves near the camp are covered with crystal dew.
Xiqi's soldiers patrolled diligently outside the camp, holding high torches and exuding a meager warmth.
Their bodies were covered with water stains, and the coolness spread along the collars of their clothes and spread wantonly to their skin.
Despite this, it does not affect the passion in my heart at all.
Prime Minister Jiang said that the overall situation has been decided, and Xiqi will eventually become the master of the world from a small place.
As a result, they will become prosperous, rank in the court, and become the founding fathers of the country.
Every time I think of this, my heart beats crazily.
The sound of excited footsteps was particularly clear at night, like the music of a torrent of rapid progress, spreading into the camp.
Manjusri sat by the charcoal fire, sipping the fragrant tea.
Opposite him, Li Jing sat upright, with the exquisite tower in his palm looking exquisite and mysterious.
"Thank you, senior, for teaching Jin Zha for many years. This is my wish, please accept it." Li Jing said respectfully, took out a bulging bag and pushed it to Manjusri.
The bag is filled with fresh pearls, and the smell of the East China Sea exudes from the seal.
This is a good product for restoring spiritual power. Although it is not valuable, it is hidden in the mud of the seabed and takes a lot of effort.
Manjusri smiled and pushed the bag back. "No need, I taught Jin Zha to be sincere and there is no need to use these things as reward. General Li has just stepped into the heavenly realm, so it is better to keep it for himself."
Li Jing was a little stubborn and pushed the bag over again, his eyes full of expectation...
"Jin Zha was sent to Mount Wutai when he was young. Now he has a pure and kind temperament and a lively mind. He is also a role model for his two younger brothers. This is due to your senior's good teaching. My wife and I are very grateful to you. Although these pearls are not rare treasures, they are
I have collected likes over the years, so please don’t dislike it.”
Li Jing pushed the bag over again and gently flicked the charcoal fire with firewood. Warmth suddenly spread from the brazier.
"Well, this kind of good thing is indeed useful to me, so it's disrespectful to reject it." Manjusri put the bag into the cold wave bottle, and the ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus jumped up from the sea and carefully held the clear pearl in his hand. p>
"Hey hey hey, these beads are transparent and flawless. At least they are the pure and moist clam essence in the realm of spirits and monsters. They are just buried in the mud to add warmth and true meaning."
After saying that, he immediately went deep into the seabed and organized it intensively.
"Tsk, tsk, this life is quite comfortable. If Manjusri doesn't come, I will be the boss. This ocean is under my control. Compared with being frightened all day long in Chishui River, isn't it a wonderful life like a fairy?"
Looking at the wrinkles at the corners of Li Jing's eyes and his slightly tired look, Manjusri took a thoughtful sip of willow tea with a cold voice.
"I still remember the last time we met. General Li was high-spirited and ambitious. Now he feels quite decadent, worried and depressed."
"Alas." Li Jing sighed with a wry smile on his face.
He looked at the burning charcoal fire, his eyes blurred as if he was reminiscing about the past, "Ever since I can remember, my father taught me to stand out. For him, only high-ranking officials, rich salaries and great power can completely get rid of the shackles of ordinary people and become a mover and shaker."
Exist."
"Under his influence, I studied hard, practiced martial arts, and studied hard to be an official. Finally, I took the position of governor of Chentangguan in my prime, strengthened the Li family, and became the most dazzling presence in the family tree."
"I am proud of this, and I am extremely strict with my three children. I hope that after they return from enlightenment, they can step on my shoulders and go further in the court of Dashang, especially Nezha, who is entrusted with great trust.
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"However, when the Dragon King of the East China Sea flooded Chentangguan, I suddenly realized how ridiculous my persistence was. Ordinary people in the hearts of those who practiced, were like wild flowers and weeds trampling on the roadside. After many years of hard work, I created
The Chentangguan defense line cannot even stop the opponent's sneezing."
Having said this, Li Jing's voice was a little hoarse. He picked up the teapot that was sitting on the charcoal fire and added hot water to Manjusri's tea cup.
"From then on, I realized that in their eyes, we were humble and even inferior to grassroots. What we said about doing justice for heaven was just an excuse to gain merit!"
He looked at Manjusri with deep gratitude hidden in his eyes.
Jin Zha has been taught very well, which is the most gratifying thing for him after being hit hard as a father.
Today, Xiqi and Dashang are in the center of the whirlpool, and countless soldiers are buried on the battlefield. They say it is for the sake of the world's justice, but it is just an excuse to fight for luck.
In this troubled world, the three children did not suffer humiliation with him, but thrived under the care of the teacher, filling his cold heart with warmth.
Manjusri looked a little distracted, looking at the bright moonlight outside the tent.
Li Jing is right, but no matter how cruel he is, this is a game between saints.
They are aloof and indifferently control the life and death of all things. The shouts and roars of the human soldiers are just a little breeze passing by.
Of those beings who call for wind and rain, none of them have mountains of corpses and seas of blood behind them.
If you want to change, you must become stronger and go further.
At this moment, Mu Zha suddenly walked into the camp with an anxious look on his face and looked at Li Jing with an ugly face. "Father, Lei Zhenzi drank too much and made trouble outside, insulting Master Manjusri. Why don't you go and have a look.
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"Presumptuous!" Li Jing was so furious that he crushed the tea cup in his palm, stood up and walked out.
"General Li, wait a minute." Wenshu said suddenly, adjusting his cuffs calmly. "I'll go with you."
Li Jing's face was gloomy, and he walked out of the tent holding the exquisite pagoda.
After Yuanshi Tianzun broke through the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, only three generations of disciples remained in Xiqi. As elders, he and Huang Feihu had to discipline them more.
Now, Lei Zhenzi has insulted his elders, where does this put his face?
Thinking of this, he became angry and involuntarily quickened his pace.
In the distance, torches gather and people are noisy.
Lei Zhenzi was very drunk and sat on the ground scolding Manjusri for his embarrassment.
"Hey, hey, what you say about the Taoist masters in Mount Wutai is actually just a poor man living on his last legs."
"Teacher came back with a message a few days ago, explaining that all the golden immortals have returned to their original state, but he is still in the earthly immortal state, not even as good as my three generations of disciples."
"It's really ridiculous. After being abandoned by Chanjiao, he still has the audacity to come to Xiqi to beg for help. He wants to take advantage of this opportunity to gain some benefits. It's pitiful and sad."
Many Xiqi generals gathered around. They didn't understand the practice and couldn't tell, but they couldn't stop their curious hearts.
The days of bloody fighting have been going on for a long time, and with the addition of seasoning, everyone's minds were immediately aroused.
Everyone was talking about it, which made Nezha's blood surge. He took the gold brick and was about to slap Lei Zhenzi on the head, but Yang Jian held him back and prevented him from moving.
Nezha kept twisting and turning, trying to break free from Yang Jian's restraints.
"Brother Yang, please let me go. How dare this guy dare to be my uncle? I must give him a lesson. Otherwise, what will I do when my brother comes back?"
"Nonsense." Yang Jian frowned, held Nezha by the collar, and carried him out of the crowd.
"Let me go, brother Yang Jian, I want to show him some color." Nezha kept twisting his body, like a slippery loach.
Snap!
Yang Jian hated that iron could not become steel, so he slapped Nezha on the butt, and the other party calmed down. "This is Lei Zhenzi's plan, can't you see it?"