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Chapter 163 Pangongcuo

Imperial Master Yankang's body was slightly shaken.

"What you have to do is too big, and the road ahead is full of thorns. My life is about to end, and I can no longer help you. You can only rely on yourself."

The young patriarch smiled and said, "Go back."

Master Yankang Guo bowed his head to the ground: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your support during this half-life!"

The young patriarch returned the favor: "Since we are working on the same path, we should naturally support each other."

Imperial Master Yankang turned around and left, his clothes still in a haphazard manner, and disappeared into the vast crowd of people in the capital.

The young patriarch stood up and called the law enforcement elder: "Let's go, it's time for the young leader to ascend the throne."

At the border gate outside the fortress, Bashan offered wine with a gloomy expression. He led Qin Mu and Ling Yuxiu into the barbarian border village, feeling very unhappy. When the barbarian guard saw them returning, his face changed slightly, and he stepped forward and said, "Wuke

Khan, there is an order in the Holy Land. If I meet you, you will not be allowed to leave the seclusion!"

Bashan Jijiu's eyes were stern and he said coldly: "Do you want to die?"

The barbarian guard shuddered and looked around. Bashan Jijiu glanced at the generals around him and said coldly: "You all want to die?"

The barbarian guard said bravely: "Switch!"

The door is opened, and Bashan offers wine and rides an ox out of the door.

Qin Mu looked back and saw a young barbarian on the tower who was practicing boxing. He was beating fiercely and he couldn't help but let out a light sigh. When the young barbarian saw someone peeking, he quickly stopped his stance and looked down.

"This young man is very strong and has a very solid foundation." Qin Mu praised.

The young man looked at it with bright eyes and said loudly: "Wu Khan! My name is Pangongcuo, and I am the youngest son of the king of the grassland. I will definitely be able to defeat Wu Khan and become the overlord of the grassland in the future!"

Ba Shan turned around after drinking wine, looked at the young barbarian, and said with approval: "If you have the ambition, keep practicing. He is a young man with a good foundation. You can do another set of punches and let me see!"

Pangongcuo performed another set of boxing skills. Bashan offered wine and said to Qin Mu: "This boy's boxing skills are very powerful, and his strength is much stronger than others. His physical qualifications are very special, and he will become a great weapon in the future."

Qin Mu nodded. With the same moves and the same cultivation level, some people punch better than others. This is talent and talent that others cannot envy.

"It's rare. As long as he doesn't die, he will become a well-known figure on the grassland."

They walked towards Qingmen Pass, and Pangongcuo was praised by Bashan for offering wine. He was in high spirits and practiced harder and harder. Not long after, a golden light flashed in the sky, and a Witch King landed with a gloomy face.

He called the guard and said, "Did you let Wu Khan out?"

The guard general said bravely: "Khan Wu is so powerful that we dare not stop him? If we try to stop him forcefully, we are afraid that the border officers will suffer heavy casualties and it will be difficult to stop Yankang's army."

The Witch King snorted coldly and was about to get angry when he suddenly saw Pangong Tso practicing boxing on the tower. He was surprised and happy, pointed at Pangong Tso and said, "Whose child is that?"

"I am the youngest son of the Great Khan of Man Di Kingdom, Prince Pangong Tso."

The Witch King smiled and reached out to grab it from afar. Pangong Tso flew involuntarily and landed in front of him.

"Good qualifications, the kind of special physique that the witch master is looking for!"

The witch king looked up and down, showed approval, and said: "The witch king ordered me to find the reincarnated holy boy, and I finally found him! Pangong Tso, come with me!"

The guard was shocked, and just as he was about to stop him, the Witch King turned into a golden light and fled away with Pangong Tso.

When he returned to Loulan Golden Palace with Pangong Cuo and brought the little prince to the witch master, the witch master couldn't help being surprised and happy. He hurriedly brought Pangong Cuo to the temple and bowed and said: "Great Lord."

Sir, the reincarnated holy boy has been found. He has the same physique as the Great Sir. He is a genius that is rare to see on the grassland in hundreds of years. The Great Sir can be reincarnated."

A shrill laughter came from the shrine, and suddenly a dry and thin weirdo flew out, head to foot, head to head, and stuck together with Pangong Tso.

There was an earth-shattering roar in Pangongcuo's head, and then he was stunned.

The billowing energy kept pouring into Pangong Tso's body from the weird man's body. At the same time, the soul of the great master was also transferring, planting seeds in Pangong Tso's body, and said: "Disciple, when I reincarnate, the deceased will die."

If I don't die, I won't live if I deserve to live. I will change my fate against the will of heaven, so the evil forces will come to arrest my soul. You should set up a formation to block the evil forces."

The witch master immediately stepped forward, moved out the shrines one by one, and placed them around Pangong Tso for a week. The golden bones in the shrines were the bones left behind by the seventeenth life of the great master after his death, and they were refined into magical weapons.

Suddenly, the space shook, and a dark wind blew from another time and space. The lights in the temple immediately dimmed, and a small boat floated slowly from another time and space.

It was a dark world, and the only light seemed to be a green lantern hanging on the bow of the small boat. The green lantern was dim and unclear. Under the light, an old man sat there witheredly, tying paper boats and paper figures.

The boat floated leisurely towards the temple.

The witch master was extremely nervous and hurriedly summoned all his magic power and poured it into the shrine. Inside the shrine, the seventeen golden skeletons seemed to have come to life, lying across the entrance between the other world and the real world.

The old man sitting on the boat was trapped in the boundless darkness. From his point of view, the only light between the sky and the earth except his light was the entrance to another world, and the entrance to that world was being occupied by seventeen skeletons.

Block.

He raised his hand, and each paper man or horse seemed to come alive. The paper man was riding on the paper horse. The paper horse galloped happily, rushing towards the entrance blocked by the golden skeleton, while the paper man on the horse was waving.

Paper knives and swords, mouths open silently, seeming to be shouting, full of murderous intent.

Seventeen golden bones moved together, fighting against the paper men and horses that were coming to kill them.

These seventeen golden skeletons are combined into a formation, which is extremely powerful, allowing the power of the formation to reach the realm of gods. However, the power coming from the other world is extremely terrifying. The paper knife of the paper man

When the paper sword is cut down and stabbed, even the golden bones of the seventeenth previous life of the Great Master cannot withstand it. One sword can cut off a bone, and one sword can pierce the skull!

The witch master controlled the seventeen golden skeletons to hold on tightly, desperately resisting the attack of the paper man and paper horse. The great master stepped up his reincarnation, but saw that the boat in another world was getting closer and closer, and the old man on the boat had already stood up with a lantern.

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Cold sweat broke out on Wu Zun's forehead. He saw that the small boat had floated closer and was about to come from another world to the real world. The old man with the lantern on the bow of the boat stretched out his hand, as if to reach out from another world and bring it to the real world.

Take the reincarnated master to that world!

Suddenly, the great master's body became stiff and he fell from the air without breathing, while Pangong Tso opened his dark eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the connection between the two worlds began to collapse. Each paper man or paper horse burned itself without fire, burning to ashes in an instant, and the hand that had reached out from the other world slowly shrank.

He went back and disappeared.

In the temple, the lights suddenly turned on, and the darkness and depression just now disappeared.

Pangongcuo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It finally succeeded."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!" The Witch Lord bowed.

Pangongcuo waved his hand, and the witch bowed back, closed the door of the palace, and breathed a sigh of relief: "If the great lord were not old and frail, how could he let the heavenly sword come to kill him? Now that the great lord is reincarnated, he can finally live a good life again.

After one life, the Yankang Kingdom is no longer a concern, and the Heavenly Sword is no longer a concern."

In Qingmen Pass, Qin Mu threw two jade bottles of Bashan's sacrificial wine, and then went to buy some elixirs to make elixirs.

He reattached the butcher's body and used up a lot of ambergris, but there were still five bottles left. The strong man who had sacrificed wine at Bashan and bought Loulan Golden Palace was seriously injured. In addition to external injuries, he also needed spiritual elixirs to treat internal injuries and eliminate them.

Hidden illness.

"Young Master, the Patriarch is looking for you."

Qin Mu grabbed the medicine, and the medicine garden clerk said: "Please leave the customs as soon as possible and go to Yongzhou."

Qin Mu was slightly startled and nodded.

He returned to the Guanzhong Inn, made a pot of healing elixir for the Bashan sacrifice wine, called Hu Ling'er, and left the pass without saying a word, heading towards Yongzhou.

Ling Yuxiu was taking a bath. After washing, Qin Mu disappeared. She couldn't help being surprised and quickly went to ask Bashan Jijiu. Bashan Jijiu didn't know when Qin Mu left, so he thought: "Princess, you

Don't worry, the fox is not here either, which means that junior brother was not kidnapped, but left with the fox."

Ling Yuxiu felt a little disappointed. Qin Mu left quietly without telling him this time.

Does it need to be so mysterious?

Is there anything that cannot be said?

Bashan Jijiu drank the elixir, stood up and said: "Princess, let's go back to Taiyuan Academy. Calculating the time, the big Jijiu will resign, and the new big Jijiu will take office soon. Let's go back early, the big Jijiu has always taken good care of him.

I, I have to go see you off no matter what."

Ling Yuxiu said yes.

At this time, Qin Mu and Hu Ling'er were walking all the way, getting closer and closer to Yongzhou. Along the way, they saw war and chaos everywhere. From time to time, some sects declared that the emperor was unjust and misused traitors as national advisors, causing trouble in the world. Therefore,

When a sect revolts, it is necessary to clear out the superordinates to set the record straight.

He came to Luodu, next to Yongzhou, where wars were raging, and the people were in dire straits. Troops from all over the country were trying to quell the chaos, but they were only trying to stop the boiling water, without much effect.

The Yankang Imperial Preceptor's fire was too strong. Many of the officials at all levels of the Yankang Empire were masters from various sects. Now that these sects are rebelling, these officials are also rebelling. The foundation of the empire has been shaken, and it is no longer very difficult.

subsided.

"What means does the Imperial Master have to quell the chaos in the world?"

Qin Mu wondered: "If the chaos continues, all the sects in the world will rebel. At that time, even if Yankang can quell the rebellion, its vitality will be severely damaged."

This is something that Imperial Master Yankang absolutely does not want to see.

If the vitality of the Yankang Kingdom was severely damaged, then how could he pacify the other countries around the Yankang Kingdom, and how could he occupy the ruins and establish his unparalleled achievements?

In the territory of Luodu, Qin Mu was just a passerby, but he encountered attacks from more than a dozen bandit forces along the way. Some of the bandits were restless magical powers, and some were officials of Luodu.

Relying on his fast speed, if he couldn't be beaten, he would use the cripple's sneaky kicking skills, and the journey would be safe.

"If the Yankang Imperial Guard can quell this rebellion and eradicate or surrender all the hostile forces in the empire, then the whole Yankang Kingdom will be united and it will be very terrifying!"


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