The snow had not stopped flying all over the sky, and two warships were sailing on the canal. These were the ships that Kou Zhong transferred from the Marshal's Army to protect Li Shimin's safety during his trip.
Li Shimin, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and Yan Ling were on the same ship, and the other ship was occupied by Kou Zhong's elite soldiers in the young marshal's army. This configuration is enough to prove that Kou Zhong is indeed interested in Li Shimin.
The fleet moved all the way south, and Yan Ling was not idle. In addition to daily practice, he also discussed martial arts experiences with Xu Ziling and others to improve his martial arts accomplishments.
It has to be said that the Son of Destiny has no solution. Yan Ling has the evil spirit of the battlefield, which is a weapon that can quickly increase the speed of cultivation, but his cultivation cannot separate Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.
Now that Kou Zhong has understood the artistic conception of the Heavenly Sword and created the Eight Methods in the Well, his strength is already close to that of his master. Xu Ziling has even learned the Nine-Character Mantra and read the secret scroll of the Immortal Seal. His martial arts attainments are by no means inferior to Kou Zhong's.
Comparatively speaking, Yan Ling was only extremely powerful, and his martial arts training was not much better than that of Kou and Xu. After some exchanges, Yan Ling gained a lot.
"It's coming in an hour. Is King Qin ready?"
Yan Ling and the other four stood on the deck of the ship, admiring the beautiful scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. Kou Zhong asked on the way.
"Do your best!" Li Shimin replied in a low voice with his eyes wandering.
As soon as we reached the southern border, the weather suddenly became much warmer. In Luoyang, it was still heavily snowed and the roads were blocked, but in Lingnan, the sun was shining. The scenery in the two places was completely different.
As soon as the ship arrived in Lingnan, someone from the Song clan came to greet Kou Zhong. The leader was "Silver Beard" Song Lu. He created his own "Silver Dragon Abduction Technique" and was famous in the world. The most important thing was that he had a strong heart.
He was pure in nature, close to Kou Zhong, and with him around him, Kou Zhong would feel much more relaxed among the Song clan.
The arrival of Song Lu brought bad news. Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, had already learned about Li Shimin's visit in advance. This shocked Kou Zhong and others, but at this time, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.
Head to Song Que's retreat in Lingnan - Song Clan's Sharpening Hall.
Yan Ling, Li Shimin, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were all waiting outside the Sharpening Hall. After Song Lu, who had gone in to report, came out to signal, they walked into this world-famous holy place for swordsmen.
The Mo Dao Hall is simple and atmospheric. There are waves of awe-inspiring sword intent coming from all around the empty hall, squeezing everyone's nerves. Yan Ling's heart is moved. He closes his eyes to sense. Suddenly, he seems to find a man exuding the heaven-reaching sword intent here.
Sharpen the long knife, and the whole knife will be refined and refined little by little in the process of sharpening, and it will be sent and received like a heart!
Before seeing Song Que, Yan Ling understood the terrifying nature of the heavenly sword Song Que from the remaining sword intentions around the knife grinding hall. The sword intentions left behind in the past can still cause a sense of oppression to people, but Song Que himself
How terrible it must be!
Yan Ling and Li Shimin followed Kou Zhong, walked all the way through the stone steps, passed through the gate, and arrived at the lobby, where the world-famous Heavenly Sword Song Que had been waiting for a long time.
Yan Ling raised his eyes and saw that Song Que's temples were slightly frosty, but his appearance did not show any signs of age. His face was handsome, his eyes were deep and unpredictable, and he was full of energy. He was worthy of being called the most beautiful man in the world.
Song Que put his hands on his back and stood stiffly in front of the whetstone. His unfathomable eyes passed over Gao Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Li Shimin. He stopped slowly when he saw Yan Ling and said calmly: "This
He should be General Yan, the number one general under the command of King Qin. When I saw him today, I realized that King Qin was invincible in every battle, and it was not without reason!"
Yan Ling cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master Song!"
Song Que withdrew his gaze, looked up at the sky and said: "Now that you appear in front of me, you know that the world is under my control. Once I reject your intention, will King Qin be alive?"
At the end of the sentence, Song Que cast his eyes on Li Shimin, and the overwhelming force of the weather pressed down on Li Shimin's mind, causing Li Shimin's body to tremble slightly, as if he was under endless pressure.
Seeing this, Yan Ling took a step forward and stood in front of Li Shimin. His eyes met Song Que's and he grafted the pressure on Li Shimin onto himself.
At this moment, Yan Ling felt that the whole world was standing against him. Song Que's eyes contained the general trend of the world. This sky, this earth, and this person were all integrated at this moment, and they jointly oppressed Yan Ling's mind.
At this moment, Yan Ling seemed to have entered another dimension. The marble-paved ground under his feet stretched infinitely. All the people around him, including Kou Zhong, Li Shimin and others, disappeared from his eyes. Only Song Que's figure in the distance rose infinitely, like a giant towering over the sky, while Yan Ling
He is an ant in the eyes of this giant, not worth mentioning.
This is the most terrifying master Yan Ling has ever encountered since his birth. He was able to suppress him to such an extent just by relying on his mental state. This made Yan Ling understand the terror of a master-level master.
The battle between masters is no longer limited to the competition between true energy and physical body, but also the suppression of the spiritual realm. If you don't understand enough, you can't fight back under the mental pressure of the master-level master, you can only sit back and wait for death.
But Yan Ling is not an ordinary person after all. People have the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit. The three complement each other. Yan Ling has tempered a strong body, essence, and qi. How can the god born out of it be any worse?
What's more, Yan Ling is not without achievements in spirit. He has been on the battlefield all year round and has a spiritual resonance with three hundred soldiers. His spirit has been tempered to an extremely pure level and is not weaker than that of any master.
Yan Ling's heart was shaken, and the iron-blooded atmosphere filled the whole place. In that vast and ethereal spiritual space, thousands of troops and horses appeared behind Yan Ling, who was alone. With the belief that man can conquer the sky, he launched the most brilliant launch in his life towards the giant in the distance.
A heroic charge.
"Crack!"
There seemed to be a sound of breaking glass in Yan Ling's ears. At the same time, in the ethereal mental space, the figures belonging to Yan Ling and Song Que gradually became blurred, and the entire space finally dissipated into the invisible!
"snort!"
Yan Ling snorted, and his body froze slightly. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage in this mental confrontation, but Song Que also felt uncomfortable. The artistic conception of the Heavenly Sword was impacted by Yan Ling's iron blood, and blood surged on his face. He was unable to completely suppress Yan Ling.
Ling.
"The leader of the Song Dynasty has the world in his heart. He would not know that the Central Plains is already on the verge of crisis. The consequences of the continued confrontation between the north and the south will definitely be Turkic invasion and horseback riding on the Central Plains. It will be our Han people who will suffer!"
After Yan Ling stepped forward to block Song Que's momentum, Li Shimin relaxed, quickly gathered his thoughts, and said in a deep voice.
Song Que's breathing was calm, and he had recovered from the mental battle. He said in a sharp tone: "Then please tell me, King Qin, what is your best way to govern the country?"
The artistic conception of the Heavenly Sword that has insight into all things is the supreme artistic conception that Song Que has honed through years of fighting. The meaning of the Heavenly Sword has long been integrated into Song Que's every move. At this moment, his words are like waving a knife, piercing the vital point.
It is true that the merger of the north and the south is the best way to protect the Central Plains from foreign invasion, but why did Kou Zhong surrender instead of Li Shimin restraining his hands?
Li Shimin had no fear on his face, neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "If the people of the world are not talented, if they can ascend to the throne of God, then all the Chinese, barbarians and Di will love each other as one. Those who refuse to submit will be conquered. After they submit, they will be treated as one country and the strategy of integrating Hu and Han will be implemented.
With the tolerant attitude of the Han people, the Han people will convert the foreign races in the world. By then, the world will be so big that only the Han tradition will be passed down through the ages!"
Li Shimin's words had a great impact on Song Que. Song Que insisted on Han unification throughout his life, but never had Li Shimin's tolerance for all things. This made Song Que's expression gradually soften, and he understood why Kou Zhong was willing to give up his position as the supreme king in the world.
Give it to Li Shimin, only Li Shimin's magnificent aspirations are worthy of the position of monarch!
Seeing Song Que's softened attitude, Kou Zhong and others also smiled for a moment, seeing the hope of this trip. (To be continued)