Several carriages were heading north along the official road, and they didn't seem to be in such a hurry.
The place they want to go this time is actually not that far away from Yunzhou City.
However, the team never rested much on the way. Most of the time, they stopped at the roadside instead of entering the city, and the people on the carriage almost never got off.
After entering the territory of Dongbo, the team's speed gradually accelerated and their goals were particularly clear.
Beiting Mountain.
The people in Dongbo I met on the way looked particularly haggard. Although the war was over, the trauma was still there.
The current Dongbo is like a big tree that has been eaten by insects, chopped by a knife, and burned by a fire.
The tree has not yet fallen or died. The end of the war is like a spring rain.
But no one dares to say whether the rain can save the tree.
Such chaos is often followed by even greater chaos.
If the Dongbo court cannot appease the people and stabilize the place as soon as possible, then there will most likely be resistance from the people.
All struggles can be attributed to the lack of food.
If that time really comes, even if gods come to winter, they will not be able to save this country.
Countless wars in the past have been recorded in history books, so people can also learn from history.
The cemetery at the foot of Beiting Mountain, which has been cleaned all year round, looks quite deserted. It is full of fallen leaves and dead grass, and no one has cleaned it.
The people here either fled or went to Xiantang.
The old, weak, women and children left behind are still worrying about not starving to death, and are still running for a mouthful of food.
The team arrived at Beitingshan Cemetery a few days later. After the carriage stopped, the people in the carriage did not get out immediately.
Xumi Pianruo, who was riding on a war horse, pointed to the inside of the cemetery, and a group of elite law guards immediately dispersed and entered.
They are obviously well-trained, and each of them has strengths that cannot be underestimated.
They covered each other and moved forward alternately. They started to be alert and search after entering the cemetery.
There are many tombstones here. At first glance, they look like a white birch forest that has been cut down.
The Dali Temple guards, holding their repeating crossbows, carefully searched among the rows of tombstones.
Xumi Pianruo got off his horse and walked slowly to the tall stone statue.
He raised his head and looked at the stone statue, which was facing south, as if looking at his hometown.
After a while, Xumi Pianruo tidied his clothes, took two steps back, and solemnly bowed towards the statue to salute.
When he was still a boy, he heard the story of General Liu Jigong.
This story told him as a young man that a man named Liu Jigong was a great hero, a great hero of Dayu.
When he became an adult and now held a high position, he realized that such a great hero did not become a great hero just because of what people saw.
Liu Jigong had to face not just Loufan people, nor just conspirators like Tuoba Lie.
What Liu Jigong had to face was the hatred of an entire interest group.
"grown ups."
A black-robed law guard walked up quickly and whispered something into his ear.
Xumi Pianruo raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain, where he could vaguely see an incomplete pavilion.
He pointed towards the pavilion. Outside the cemetery, a large number of armored warriors rushed in in an orderly manner.
This group of people was specially trained to deal with that kind of peerless powerhouse.
The equipment, weapons, and the training they received from the beginning all have very clear goals.
On the top of the mountain, an old man wearing a linen gown looked down, his expression seemed a little complicated.
He looked towards the back mountain. If he wanted to, he turned around and walked towards the back mountain. Probably no one who came in from the cemetery could catch up with him.
But when he looked towards the back mountain, he felt that someone in the forest was watching him.
An old monk with snow-white beard and kind eyes stood in the forest, and the monk's robe on his body was also as white as lotus.
The old monk's feet were bare, but there was no trace of dirt on them.
He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and on both hands hung a string of crystal clear Buddhist beads of unknown material.
Behind the old monk, there were dozens of monks also wearing snow-white gowns. Like the old monk, they looked up at the pavilion on Beiting Mountain.
Tuoba Lie, standing on the top of the mountain, sighed.
The most terrifying thing in the world is not a powerful person in the God-endowed realm. Compared with the imperial power, the power that a person in the God-endowed realm can exert is simply not worth mentioning.
Because under the imperial power, a casual word can make a master of the God-endowed Realm, who is supposed to be arrogant, bow his head and obey orders.
With the old monk from Xisheng Temple standing there, it was very unlikely that Tuoba Lie would want to leave through the back mountain.
He looked to one side again, and at some point, standing on the raised cliff two or three miles away from him, was a Taoist nun wearing a black Taoist robe.
She couldn't tell her exact age, but she stood there with an unparalleled mature charm and an incomparable aura of holiness.
Her hair was tied at the top of her head, and her long hair hung down her back.
Such a attire, such a temperament, such a Taoist nun that makes people feel unreal, you may never see another Taoist nun anywhere except Yu Xin Guan.
He turned his head and looked to the other side. A middle-aged man wearing a red brocade robe was standing there, as quietly as if he was isolated from the world.
The three holy places have sent people, except for the emperor, who else can do it?
Tuoba Lie said to himself... This is the reason why he wants to be the emperor.
He stepped down the mountain.
Countless black armored guards became obviously nervous when they saw Tuoba Lie coming down.
Even though they were outnumbered, the weapons in their hands were specially made to deal with great masters.
But at the moment Tuoba Lie slowly walked down the mountain, everyone felt that it was not the people walking down, but the mountain pressing towards them.
Under such strong pressure, Xumi Pianruo faced Tuoba Lie and walked up the stone steps slowly.
Tuoba Lie walked to the mountainside and met Xumi Pianruo. He looked at the young man carefully.
"I've heard about you, the young minister of Dali Temple who is both loved and hated by the emperor."
Hearing these words, Xumi Pianruo laughed and then clasped his fists: "I am also very happy that the general knows my name."
Tuoba Lie: "You called me wrong, I am not a general."
He pointed to the carriages outside the cemetery at the foot of the mountain: "A person like the Emperor should ask Lin Ye to come over. Why doesn't he come to see me directly?"
Xumi Pianruo said: "The General has been guessing His Majesty's thoughts for twenty years, but he has never guessed correctly several times. The General guessed that it was General Lin in the car. If he guessed wrong, wouldn't he be humiliated by His Majesty again?
Once?"
Tuoba Lie glanced at Xumi Pianruo lightly: "You are really annoying."
He continued to walk down the mountain, and as he moved, the masters from three directions also moved.
"I'm afraid I'm the only one in the world who can send out masters to attack the three holy places."
Tuoba Lie was walking and talking, but his eyes were still fixed on the carriage at the entrance of the cemetery.
He walked to the cemetery, passed through the rows of tombstones, walked around the stone statue, and stopped in front of the stone statue.
"Lin Ye."
Tuoba Lie shouted toward the carriage: "The remains of Liu Jigong are not buried here. Liu Jigong's body was taken away by me in advance, and the bones were crushed and ashes scattered."
He looked at the carriage and said loudly: "You don't know, and neither does the emperor know that when this cemetery was built, I sent people here, and this stone statue was built by my people."
He struck the stone statue with a backward palm, and his majestic internal energy seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, and with one palm, he broke the stone statue.
The two ankles of the stone statue were broken at the same time, and the huge stone statue fell backward.
This scene startled Xumi Pianruo, who didn't want to stay away.
He felt the pressure. For him, this was unprecedented pressure.
The first person among the gods.
Xumi Pianruo muttered to himself, and he immediately understood what kind of strength it was to be at the top of the Wuyue Realm.
Tuoba Lie took out an iron box from the broken stone statue, which was as big as the palm of his hand. After taking it out, he threw it towards the carriage.
"If you don't believe it, see for yourself."
A hand stretched out from the carriage and grabbed the iron box that was flying towards him with a snap.
Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind came up, and an invisible ripple of air swept around. The driver of the cart screamed, obviously frightened.
There is a piece of brown paper in the iron box, and there seems to be a sentence written in blood on the paper.
Liu Jigong, his father and his son, will never enter the hell and reincarnation.
The hand holding the paper trembled slightly, and the veins on the back of the hand were exposed.
At this moment, Xumi Pianruo, who was watching this scene, took a few steps back.
"Does the General want General Lin to kill you personally? Do you think that if you have to die, dying at the hands of General Lin will be considered a cause and effect?"
He retreated as he spoke.
"If the general dies here, and he dies at the hands of General Lin, then your majesty will probably feel that it is enough if he knows about it."
Tuoba Lie turned his head and looked at Xumi Pianruo: "I don't mind killing you first."
Xumi smiled gracefully: "I'm a coward and I'm afraid of you, but I'm really not that easy to kill."
He said: "I heard when I was a child that the general is the number one in the Wuyue realm and is invincible under the power of God, but you are old."
Tuoba Lie narrowed his eyes and turned to face Xumi Pianruo.
Xumi Pianruo jumped up, this time instead of taking a few steps back, he took a few feet back.
But he didn't stop talking.
"As I said just now, the General has been guessing His Majesty's thoughts for twenty years, and has only guessed correctly a few times. But you don't know how to reflect, and you always think that you are the one who knows His Majesty best."
The door of the carriage opened at this moment, and someone stepped out of the carriage.
"You want to die here?"
The person who got off the car looked at Tuoba Lie and said word for word: "But you don't deserve it."
When Tuoba Lie saw the person getting out of the carriage, he had already gathered all his cultivation.
Even though he chose to end his life here, he just accepted his fate and was slaughtered at will without thinking.
But after he saw clearly the person getting off the car, all the energy he had gathered couldn't be condensed in an instant.
The person who got off the car, holding the piece of brown paper in his hand, was Xin Yanque.
Xin Yanque looked at Tuoba Lie: "Master Xumi is right, you can't guess His Majesty's thoughts, not even the real one. What's more, you're a fake, you just want to anger everyone, and then fight naturally.
Die here? You have no chance."
When he raised his hand, the piece of brown paper turned into ashes in his palm and was blown away by the wind.
As Xin Yanque appeared, the masters from the three holy places also slowly moved forward, and together with Xin Yanque, they blocked Tuoba Lie from all four directions.
Tuoba Lie looked at Xin Yanque and suddenly roared.