In the early morning, some practitioners in Luoshui City learned the news that the monk had returned home in vain at night.
In the morning light, Pu Ming looked at the Tiece Army barracks not far away, and he really felt very sorry.
It has nothing to do with victory or defeat, but he understands that Lin Yi's mind is unlikely to change.
"Uncle Master."
A practitioner walked up behind him and bowed to him.
This is a very young man, not a monk. He is wearing pure white clothes and looks very refined.
There was a small sword with a bamboo sheath hanging on his waist. The small sword looked very thin and short, like a child's toy.
However, in the perception of any practitioner, if this small sword is alive, it seems to fly up at any time, making it extremely dangerous.
"Are you still waiting here?"
the young practitioner asked.
"We still have to wait." Pu Ming turned around, looked at the young practitioner, and said exceptionally gently, "When you get older, you will understand that attitude is very important."
The young practitioner was bathed in the morning light. He did not refute, but said with some worry: "Since he can defeat even such a heavy armor, I may not be his opponent."
"The key lies in attitude, not in victory or defeat."
Pu Ming smiled slightly and said: "You can make him understand that if he must be the master of the sword pavilion, there will be many such challenges in the future. You have won too easily before, and even if you lose in his hands, it may not be the same.
Bad thing, any battle should be regarded as a practice. Among the practitioners of your generation, there is no one who will definitely remain invincible, including your senior sister."
The young practitioner was startled. He heard something unusual, "If I lose, will the senior sister also come?"
Pu Ming smiled and nodded, "Your senior sister has an old relationship with him and has long wanted to see him. Although Hanshan Temple has enmity with Jiange, the enmity is not necessarily big compared to that of our colleagues in Jiming Temple and Qixia Temple. It's so urgent."
Naturally, there are other reasons why I wanted to come to meet him."
The young practitioner understood somewhat and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It's a pity that he can't understand the good intentions of the master uncle."
"There are many kinds of enemies, but they are still enemies at this time. He cannot understand the good intentions now, but he will definitely understand in the future. You understand it in your heart now." Pu Ming's face became a little solemn and said: "The spiritual famine is getting worse, any
Practitioners are our precious property and must not be lost in internal fighting."
The young practitioner saluted again and said seriously: "I understand."
At this moment, the early morning silence was broken by the sound of some horse hooves.
The young practitioner listened quietly for a moment, and a look of shock quickly appeared in his eyes.
"Is it heavy armor?"
He was a little unsure and turned to look at Pu Ming and asked.
Pu Ming's eyes were full of admiration. He nodded and said, "What else can you sense?"
"It's Soaring Snake Heavy Armor."
The young practitioner took a deep breath. He had felt the weight of the armors in the carriages before, but those armors were different from the True Essence Heavy Armor and had no special spiritual energy fluctuations. He suspected that he had sensed something.
question, but when he saw Pu Ming's affirmative answer, he instantly thought of the answer.
There is only one kind of heavy armor in the Southern Dynasties that is so heavy, does not have a unique magic circle, does not require the practitioner's true energy to drive it, and there will be no spiritual energy fluctuations when hiding in a dark place.
But when he arrived in Luoshui City, he was extremely shocked by the changes that had taken place in the Tiece Army in the past few days. There was actually such a rare heavy armor being sent to the Tiece Army's barracks.
Regardless of the matter between Lin Yi and the Jiange, the benefits that Lin Yi gained from helping the Iron Strategy Army during this period were simply too astonishing.
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Tie Cejun has become accustomed to the continuous delivery of ordnance in convoys in recent days. He just learned that the things in this convoy are very important to Lin Yi, so his attitude towards this convoy is naturally different. Not only is he very careful when dismantling
, and the people in this team were also treated warmly. Although it was still early in the morning, there was a lot of good wine and food.
The mist was lingering on the Luoshui River, and a small boat gradually drifted up.
There was a young cultivator sitting on the boat, who was similar in age to the cultivator next to Puming in Luoshui City.
He was sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, and the small unsheathed sword placed in front of his knees was also very small, but it definitely didn't look like a toy.
Because this small sword is in the shape of a snake, the runes on the sword are as terrifying as snake scales, and the edges are extremely sharp, and the cold light seems to have condensed into substance.
The appearance of this young practitioner was not as gentle and humble as that of the young practitioner next to Puming. The anger in his eyebrows was very strong, and his murderous intention was very strong.
He also came for Jiange.
It's just that he is not on the same path as the practitioners in the temple, so he doesn't know what happened on Lin Yi's return path.
He also didn't care much about the wars in the Southern Dynasties and Northern Wei.
He just needs to pay with blood.
In his opinion, it was certainly good for the emperor to deal with the sword pavilion like that. What could be better than those domineering practitioners in the sword pavilion being forced to become carrion and slowly rotting and dying in the sword pavilion.
It is much better to die trapped like that than to kill those people directly.
In the spring of this year, He Xiuxian died, so the fate of these people should be doomed.
However, no one thought that those in the Jiange could leave and join the Tiece Army.
The chief culprit is naturally Lin Yi.
So he came to wait for Lin Yi.
…
In the same morning light, there was a fat middle-aged medical officer on the run.
This medical officer had some old injuries that had not yet healed, and his complexion had become naturally sallow. Moreover, he had already transformed into a woodcutter on the mountain road, carrying a bundle of dry firewood on his back, and his clothes were very shabby, and he looked like a woodcutter everywhere.
It was the mark of being worn out by dry firewood, then repaired, and then almost worn out again.
However, when a scholar in green shirt appeared on the mountain road in front of him, standing with his head bowed, waiting quietly, he knew that he had finally been found by the subordinates of the Chen family's strategist.
There was some bitterness in his mouth.
"Why are you running away? It's so hard to escape."
The scholar on the mountain path looked at him and said sincerely, "My master doesn't want to hurt you. I just need to ask you something. As long as you tell the truth, everything will be fine."
Wang Xianrui did find it very hard.
He smiled bitterly, thinking seriously about the reason for running away, and then lowered his head to prevent this person from seeing the changes in his eyes, "I don't know exactly, but I guess it's because I'm not convinced..."
His body and voice trembled slightly, "If you don't accept it, you can do whatever you want. You want to ask, why do I have to say it?"
The scholar in green shirt looked at him in surprise.
He realized that this medical officer's temperament was very different from his mediocre appearance, and was somewhat similar to the young general of Tie Cejun.
"Then I'm sorry."
He said apologetically.
In the sky, a thin sword light passed through the mist in the mountains and fell down.