Chapter two hundred and ninety-fifth blood is exhausted and the dust and soil are thirteen
The weak candlelight that kept swaying made the four figures in the room sway faintly. From the candlelight, four solemn faces could be seen. The dim candlelight began to curl up with green smoke, mottled
The figure disappeared and reappeared in the candlelight, and the dull atmosphere made the already depressing room seem even more stuffy and uncomfortable. Mo Xiaoshan kept saying something, while the red-faced man on the side showed a solemn look.
Listening quietly, there were two young men in well-dressed clothes who were also covered in blood and said nothing. Their eyes shone with a blank luster, and they seemed to have something in mind.
Several dishes were placed on the table, as well as a jar of strong wine. The strong aroma of wine wafted out from the jar, which diluted the depressing atmosphere in the room a lot. But the dull atmosphere
It still exists, just like the night outside the window, as dark as ink and as heavy as lead.
The time of waiting often goes by the slowest. The four people in the room looked at the night outside the window from time to time, hoping that the thick paint-like night would begin to fade away. But every time they turned around and looked, the paint-like night was still there.
The night was still dark and dark as usual. However, wine and food became the best choice for them to spend their time.
A few dishes of side dishes and a jar of wine, in such a dark night, in such a remote and deserted town, there is an unusually depressing atmosphere under the strange night. A mountain rain is coming.
A strong and oppressive atmosphere like the wind filling the building surged from the dark night and enveloped this densely populated town.
Zhao Kuangyin listened to Mo Xiaoshan's narration with a solemn expression. During this period, he also asked for some details from time to time. After the middle-aged man Mo Xiaoshan's narration, he finally understood the general situation, and in his eyes
The solemnity became more and more intense. The Khitan elite, with less than a hundred people, actually beat hundreds of Guiyi who were hiding deep in Mount Wutai until they were unable to fight back. What a group of tiger and wolf warriors they were. Although he and the
He rarely interacted with the Khitan people. He always thought that the Khitan people were just like the Han people. They had a head on their shoulders, but he never thought that they could be so powerful. How could this not frighten him?
It surged up, even though he was experienced in the battlefield, he was quite surprised for a while.
The leader of that group of elite Khitan masters was none other than the third Khitan prince Yelu Zongheng, and there was also a martial arts cultivator who transcended the innate realm who was always by his side. Mo Xiaoshan only faced off against the martial cultivator who was beside Yelu Zongheng.
With one palm, he was completely at a disadvantage. He could only watch helplessly as hundreds of his brothers fell under the swords of dozens of Khitan warriors. He led two of his relatives.
The soldiers fought desperately to break out of the siege, and then came to Taiping Town in embarrassment and met Zhao Kuangyin.
Moreover, Zhao Kuangyin also learned that several of his spies were captured by the group of Khitan warriors, and none of them escaped alive. No wonder no one came back to report the news for so long. Zhao Kuangyin felt a sense of sadness and anger in his heart.
Color, a vague bad premonition suddenly emerged in my heart.
But he, who has always been confident and arrogant, did not take this to heart. He was burdened with the mission of contacting the Guiyi Army, and the result was that he could only wait for the opportunity to talk. Mo Xiaoshan was hit by this, and he was probably not in the mood to talk about cooperation.
He could only hope that Master Huaisu would come as soon as possible so that he could rush back to the imperial capital Bianliang as soon as possible to relieve the emperor's burning pain. Although he felt helpless in his heart, he was an optimistic person.
, he could only comfort the commander of the Guiyi Army who looked disappointed.
Compared to the dignified and sad atmosphere in this room, in another room there was an aura of pure sunshine that was as sharp as steel. But Ling Tianyun felt deeply relieved.
Constantly using formulas to circulate the true energy in the body, it is constantly nourishing in the major meridians and bones of the body.
Opening his eyes, Ling Tianyun felt a sense of ecstasy in his heart. He had never meditated as deeply as he did today, and the effect was beyond his expectation. In the past, he just forced himself to meditate on the mantras in the Heart Sutra, and his heart was not as empty as he is today.
He was in a clear state. And he didn't know how long he had been practicing. He only felt that the night outside the window was dark and depressing.
He exhaled a long breath, feeling the surging true energy in his body. He only felt that his whole body was filled with an incomparably majestic power. The meridians, bones, and blood were all flowing.
The roaring power, and the pure Yang Qi in his Dantian were deeper and purer. He felt that he seemed to have reached a critical point. As long as he broke through that critical point, he would be able to break through to a new level.
It turns out that the perfection period of the inner strength realm is so wonderful. If I fight with Xiao Tianye again, I believe that I will not be weaker than the opponent. And the martial arts genius Wanyan Zhantian, I should not be able to either
Losing to the opponent. As for the weird and crazy Yelu Zongheng, Ling Tianyun was shocked in his heart. He felt that he had no confidence in defeating the opponent. There was still a certain gap.
At this time, he only felt that his senses were more acute, his ears and eyes were sharper, and he could clearly feel the slight and inaudible sounds coming from within a few feet around him. And he also felt that his state of mind was also changing in an instant.
He has improved a lot. In addition to his yearning and understanding of martial arts, he also has the surging self-confidence in his heart. He knows that there is still one shackle in his heart that has not been broken, and that is Yelu Zongheng. Yelu Zongheng is like a towering tower.
A mountain has been weighing on his heart. It may not be easy for him to cross this mountain.
Ling Tianyun has a premonition in his heart that tonight, he will definitely meet Yelu Zongheng. If he can't kill his inner demon tonight, then he will never have a chance to defeat him. Yelu Zongheng is his inner demon, as long as he defeats him
His inner demon, then he believes that his martial arts realm will definitely reach a higher level.
Ling Tianyun raised his six senses to the best level. He could clearly feel the breathing sounds of four people in the next room. Two of them were breathing disorderly, and the other one was breathing continuously, like a cow sucking water.
So, he knew that this person was Zhao Kuangyin. Although there was another person whose breathing was continuous and steady, there was a sense of loneliness in that breath. He didn't know who the other three were.
The night was shrouded like ink, and there was a chilling atmosphere in the layers of fog. Even the cold wind that kept blowing stopped at this time. A heavy and oppressive surge suddenly appeared.
Rushing towards him, Ling Tianyun felt a movement in his heart and heard a thunderous earthquake and shaking of the mountains.
It was a dull sound of horse hooves, like a thousand troops crushing the bamboo, rushing towards here. Ling Tianyun was startled, and an unpleasant thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Then before he had time to jump off the bed, the room next door came to him.
The four people inside hurriedly walked out of the room.
Before he had time to think about it, Ling Tianyun also jumped down from the bed, walked to the door in one stride, quickly opened the door, and rushed out. When he rushed out, he saw a familiar face, but
The face looked slightly haggard, the man's body was covered in blood, and he exuded a strong and lingering smell of blood.
"Brother Mo," Ling Tianyun called out to the man in surprise. The man was just Mo Xiaoshan, whom he had met several times.
When he heard someone calling, Mo Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment because he didn't know there were other people in the inn. And Zhao Kuangyin didn't mention it to him. He turned around and saw him rushing out of the room next to his.
Ling Tianyun. After seeing this general here, he was obviously caught off guard.
"Master Ling, why are you here?" Mo Xiaoshan asked in surprise. He didn't know it, and he didn't expect to see this young master who was the guard of Baishui City at the foot of the remote Wutai Mountain. And he was also thinking in his heart.
I was confused because from beginning to end, Zhao Kuangyin never mentioned Ling Tianyun's arrival, nor anything related to him and Ling Tianyun.
"Brother Mo, don't blame me. I was negligent and didn't tell Brother Mo about Little Brother Ling. Firstly, I didn't expect that Brother Mo and Little Brother Ling knew each other. Secondly, it was an urgent matter and I didn't have time to talk about it yet." Zhao Kuangyin glanced at him and said
Seeing the doubts that appeared on Mo Xiaoshan's face, he quickly explained. At the same time, he also felt something bad in his heart. He did not expect that Ling Tianyun actually met Mo Xiaoshan. He and Ling Tianyun walked together and never heard Ling Tianyun talk about it.
, although he also implicitly revealed his alliance with the Guiyi Army, but he did not reveal a word to him about his acquaintance with the Guiyi Army.
"Brother Xian is overthinking. Since Young Master Ling and Brother Xian are traveling together, Brother Fool is overthinking." How could Mo Xiaoshan not know what Zhao Kuangyin was thinking in his heart? He didn't say anything more. Since Ling Tianyun didn't say anything more, then
Naturally, he wouldn't say much. Although he knew that Ling Tianyun and Guo Huaian had a close friendship. The two had fought against each other on Chang'an Street in Baishui Pass, which could be said to be a life-long friendship. Gui Yijun wanted to win over Ling Tianyun.
Their father, Ling Duozhi, had not been living for a day or two. It was just that Ling Duozhi, who was stuck in a remote place, had his own principles, which made them deeply regretful. However, Ling Duozhi did not have too much regard for his son.
Restrain it and let it grow on its own.
Guo Huaian and Ling Tianyun knew each other and had brotherly feelings. Originally, they wanted to use Ling Tianyun's line to draw Ling Duozhi to the Guiyi Army. However, unexpectedly, the son of this peerless general left with Zhao Kuangyin of the Zhou Kingdom.
Being together, Mo Xiaoshan also had doubts in his heart, but it was hard to show it.
As a person in the game, Ling Tianyun could only smile awkwardly. He knew the intentions of these two people. But he felt that his path did not lie in this. He felt that he should have a path of his own. Then
This road is not the road of kings and ministers, but a thorny and rugged road of martial arts.
Zhao Kuangyin wanted to say something else, but before he could speak, his expression suddenly changed. As his expression changed, the expressions of other people also changed suddenly, and a solemn gaze immediately appeared in their eyes. They had already changed from
They walked out of the Taiping Inn and came to the long street that was as quiet as a dark road. As their figures appeared, the indifferent waiter also appeared behind them, looking at him solemnly.
Ahead.
A sound like the ground shaking reached their ears from far to near. It was the sound of galloping horse hooves. The thunderous horse hooves were like the war drums that filled the sky, beating on everyone's ears.
In their hearts, they didn't feel nervous, and there was a bit of deep sadness on their faces, and they couldn't help but look into the depths of the long street, as if what was running towards them was a group of ferocious beasts.