Lin Ze and Zhuang Zhou were sitting opposite each other in the Xi Qin coach's camp. On the table in the middle were a stove, a teapot and a variety of carefully cooked snacks.
Lin Ze picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for Zhuang Zhou, and said casually: "The Confucianists are coming. There may be a hard battle tomorrow."
Zhuang Zhou picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said disapprovingly: "When it comes, it comes. What is there to worry about?"
Lin Ze put down the teapot and said with a slight melancholy: "There are not many Confucian disciples who are in the Grandmaster realm. If the Heavenly and Human Realm does not take action, Western Qin may not be the opponent of Han."
"Senior brother, can you tell the teacher that some elite disciples from the Dao Palace can come down the mountain to help me?"
Zhuang Zhou looked slightly unnatural and said, "Didn't several thousand disciples come down the mountain before?"
Lin Ze's face froze, then he turned angrily and said, "It's okay that senior brother doesn't mention this matter, but he won't get angry if he mentions it."
"Thousands of Dao Palace disciples grew up in the Kunlun Mountains. They have no experience in the world, and their highest level of cultivation is only the sixth level of martial arts. Let alone help, it will be good if they don't cause trouble."
"Chen Ping also sent me a memorial a few days ago. These disciples are causing trouble everywhere, and the local government family is in misery. If my junior brother was not the lord of Western Qin, and Chen Ping secretly sent people to protect him, he would have been damaged by half."
"Senior brother, let's speak out based on our conscience. Shouldn't we send some elite disciples who are above the master level down the mountain?"
"Cough cough cough"
Zhuang Zhou coughed several times in succession and said with a restrained expression: "What my junior brother said is reasonable, but the Taoist palace is different from Confucianism and Buddhism. The disciples in the master realm are all true disciples and cannot be transferred easily."
Lin Ze frowned slightly when he heard this and said, "Senior brother, you might as well make it clear why the Taoist palace is different from Confucianism and Buddhism, and why the true inheritance cannot be easily transferred?"
Zhuang Zhou was about to speak but hesitated, and said tangledly: "Junior brother, don't ask further, we can't move lightly anyway."
"If junior brother is worried that Confucian Buddhist Grandmaster Realm disciples will appear on the battlefield and the Western Qin army will be unable to resist, they can use the Heavenly Human Realm."
Lin Ze looked stunned. He would rather use the Heavenly Realm than send out the elite disciples from the Dao Palace. What is going on?
Just when Lin Ze was about to ask again, Zhuang Zhou seemed to notice something. He suddenly stood up, stretched out and said, "It's getting late. Senior brother, I suddenly feel a little tired. I'm going to rest first. Junior brother, drink slowly."
After saying this, without waiting for Lin Ze's reply, Zhuang Zhou's figure gradually dissipated in front of Lin Ze.
Lin Ze looked outside the tent. The sun was setting in the west, but there was still at least an hour and a half before nightfall. A speechless look appeared on his face.
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In the early morning of the next day, Lin Ze was meditating quietly in the tent to realize Taoism.
Jiang Shang's voice came from outside the camp: "Where is the King of Qin? I have fifty thousand soldiers here, do you dare to come out and fight?"
Heavenly beings in the state of enlightenment have the sharpest senses. Lin Ze woke up instantly when he heard the sound, and flashed into the air. At a glance, Jiang Shang led 50,000 Han troops in formation 500 meters away from the Western Qin camp.
, murderous.
Taking a closer look, there are at least hundreds of master-level auras among the 50,000 Han troops.
As Lin Ze expected, in order to destroy the Western Qin Dynasty, the Confucianists made him lose his destiny and shamelessly used the disciples in the master realm as ordinary soldiers.
When Jiang Shang saw Lin Ze appear, he said angrily: "King Qin, a few days ago you took advantage of my lack of soldiers and generals and used all kinds of despicable means to harass Yangzhai. Today, my reinforcements have arrived. Do you dare to leave the camp?"
war?"
Lin Ze smiled and said, "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Tianwen Sword silently unsheathed from Lin Ze's waist. Countless powers of heaven in his body filled the sword's hilt, and then came out of his hand, turning into a wisp of cold light and piercing Jiang Shang's head.
Jiang Shang, who was originally very ambitious, saw the sword light speeding towards him, and his heart became alarmed, feeling that a disaster was imminent.
Without any time to think, Jiang Shang quickly took out a one-foot-long white jade staff from his arms, attached it with the power of heaven, and struck it towards the sword light.
There was a "buzz" sound, and the Tianwen Sword and the White Jade Staff were like magnets, adsorbed together. The two completely different forces of heaven collided violently, causing ripples in the space.
At the same time, the Han soldiers behind Jiang Shang covered their ears, looked in pain, and fainted.
If Jiang Shang hadn't worked hard to eliminate the aftermath, these Han soldiers would not have fainted, but died suddenly.
Jiang Shang already felt regret in his heart. If he had known this, he should not have listened to the words of a few Confucian people and brought too many Confucian disciples here.
Otherwise, he would not have to resist at all, he would just dodge and let Lin Ze slaughter the mortals, thereby damaging his luck.
Even for a person who is destined by destiny, once his luck is excessively damaged, it will cause the backlash of heaven and it is very easy to lose his destiny.
However, without if, there are hundreds of core Confucian disciples hidden in the 50,000-strong army. It is impossible for Jiang Shang to deliberately let them die at Lin Ze's hands.
If you really do this, no matter how reasonable the excuse is, you will offend Confucianism.
After a few breaths, when the power of heaven attached to the sword was running low, the Tianwen Sword was no longer locked in a stalemate with the white jade staff and flew back to Lin Ze's hand.
Jiang Shang took a breath, and said in shock and anger: "King Qin, as a third-level heavenly being, how dare you ignore the saint's order and take action rashly? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the saint?"
Lin Ze pretended to be puzzled and said: "Why did the Soldier Sage say this? Didn't you invite me to go out to the camp to fight? I just took action because I couldn't refuse the kindness. If the Sage really wants to blame you, it's you who should be punished.
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Jiang Shang was stunned when he heard this, and gritted his teeth and said: "I am referring to the battle between the mortal armies of Western Qin and Han. Why should the King of Qin pretend to be confused?"
Lin Ze suddenly realized: "So that's it, it's just..."
Lin Ze's expression changed and he said with a mocking look on his face: "Why should I listen to you?"
Jiang Shang was startled when he heard this. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. Could it be that there were many masters in the Han army who could defeat the Western Qin army in one battle?
Or is it that the sage has an order not to allow the Heavenly Realm to take action, so when the two countries fight, they can only let the mortal armies fight?
It was obvious that the person in front of him was a lawless man who relied on destiny and could not be judged by common sense at all.
Lin Ze didn't give Jiang Shang much time to think. He jumped up with his sword and struck Jiang Shang on the head. He said lightly: "Anyway, we have violated the saint's order. Punishment is inevitable. Why don't you and I fight well?"
One fight, fight well, lest you get a punishment in vain."
Come back? Jiang Shang looked frightened and angry, and raised his figure high into the sky to avoid the aftermath from hurting the Confucian disciples.
Lin Ze paused for a moment, and when he sensed Zhuang Zhou's aura, he boldly and confidently pursued him.
"ding-ding-ding-ding-ding"
The collision of gold, iron and jade produced a series of crisp sounds, and two avenues emerged in the air, spurting out a large amount of heavenly power to replenish the consumption of the two people.
Strictly speaking, this was Lin Ze's first battle with the Heavenly Realm. His actions and actions were inevitably a bit obscure, and the use of the power of Heaven was not precise enough.
On the other hand, Jiang Shang was not only able to face the rampaging Lin Ze with ease, he even gradually controlled the rhythm and countered Lin Ze.