"Brother Mo Di, we are fine! Look, my troops are coming!" Yingbu said happily, pointing to the incoming soldiers.
Horse hooves galloped, the ground trembled, and the group of men and horses rushed over in the blink of an eye. They split into two, and the large group of people and horses rushed across the hillside to meet the Qin army. On the other side of the hillside, the sound of killing suddenly shook the sky, and spiritual energy radiated.
The sky turned red.
Another small group of men and horses quickly formed a defense around Yingbu to protect Yingbu's safety. One man urged his horse to get close to Yingbu, dismounted, knelt on one knee and said: "General! This general is not well guarded and deserves death. General, please
Punishment!"
Yingbu waved his hand and said: "Get up! I don't blame you for this. It was my carelessness. I didn't expect to encounter such a group of Qin bandits."
The man was relieved and said hurriedly: "Thank you, General!" He stood aside.
Mo Di, who called Yingbu "general", suddenly remembered that there was indeed a general named Yingbu in the Chu army, and it was he who led his troops to conquer Xianyang.
Yingbu pointed at Mo Di and said to the man: "Zhao Shun, this is the brother I just met. His name is Mo Di. Come and get to know him."
When Zhao Shun saw that Ying Bu treated Mo Di as a brother, he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Zhao Shun has met Mr. Mo!"
Mo Di hurriedly returned the courtesy, and the two exchanged a few polite words.
"Report——", a cavalryman who was delivering the order galloped towards him, and he was close in an instant. He turned over, dismounted, knelt down, and loudly said: "Report to the general, the king has arrived at the camp, please return to the camp quickly, general!"
"I know, let's go!" Yingbu turned to Mo Di and said, "Brother Mo, I have something important to do and I have to go first. It's not safe here yet. Let Zhao Shun escort you to my camp later. Brother, I'll take care of you."
Treat you as a token of my gratitude."
Mo Di hurriedly said: "General, you have something important to do. Don't worry about me. Mo Di will definitely go there later." When he knew Yingbu's identity, he changed his name to "general".
Yingbu did not hear the change of title given to him by Mo Di. He patted Mo Di on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll go first."
Just as Yingbu was about to mount his horse, eight or nine captured Qin soldiers were brought over. The Chu army had a tenfold advantage in numbers, and the victory was effortless. The battle was over while Mo Di and others were talking.
A centurion named Qian Fu came forward and reported: "Report to the general, nine Qin bandits were captured alive, and the rest were beheaded, and no one escaped."
Yingbu glanced at these prisoners and said: "They have all reached the Lingzong level. If they stay, they will be a big disaster. Let's kill them!"
"Yes!" Qian Fu gave an order, and several Chu soldiers raised their swords and dropped them. White light flashed from the prisoner's neck, nine heads fell to the ground, and nine pillars of blood spurted into the sky!
This was the first time Mo Di saw killing at close range, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, this is war. The loser will always be at the mercy of others.
Looking at Yingbu walking away, Mo Di didn't understand: the prisoner who was killed just now was clearly just a spiritual master. Why did he say he was a spiritual sect? Did he get it wrong?
It was getting late, and Mo Di followed Zhao Shun and others to the military camp. The military camp was set up in the wilderness, brightly lit, and stretched for more than ten miles. Patrolling soldiers came and went in an orderly and tense manner.
Mo Di was placed in a camp. Zhao Shun sent people to bring wine and food. He was also polite and asked Mo Di to have a good rest, and then left.
Seeing that there was no one around, Mo Di took out the box from his arms and called softly: "Great wizard, you can come out now."
A wisp of green smoke floated out of the box and transformed into the human form of the great wizard.
"Great wizard, is this a chance?"
"An opportunity is only an opportunity if it is seized. If it cannot be seized, there is no chance."
Mo Di didn't like the great wizard talking like he was talking about Zen, but he was relieved to think that wizards all spoke like this. As long as he didn't object, it meant that this matter was right!
"What happened today is also very strange." Mo Di told the great wizard about his doubts about Yingbu.
The great wizard said: "You just need to do what you should do and follow the trend. Don't worry about the rest."
Mo Di thought so. I just need to find the Spirit King and find a way for him to help me complete the foundation building. How can I have the time to think about such trivial matters.
"Great Wizard, there is something I have never understood. Even if I find a Spirit King, how can I get him to help me build a foundation?"
The great wizard sighed and said: "The difficulty lies here. The foundation-building spirit bead is so precious. If others know that you have this treasure, not only will they not help you build the foundation, they will most likely hurt your life and take the orb for themselves."
Yes. Therefore, foundation building must be carried out without his knowledge."
"Doing it without knowing it? Isn't that too difficult?"
"Nothing is easy in the world. You are extremely lucky to have such a foundation-building spirit bead, so it is worth it no matter how difficult it is."
Mo Di put aside these worrying things and swept away the food on the table with the mentality of taking it as he came. He was not good at drinking and did not touch a drop of the wine. After that, he meditated in the tent, absorbing the foundation building
The spiritual energy emitted by the spirit beads. Although this spiritual energy is meager, it can strengthen the body and increase strength, so Mo Di was able to kill Zhao Er with one punch and relieve the danger of his life. With so many benefits, Mo Di naturally wanted to
It would be better to absorb more.
The footsteps outside the tent came closer and closer, and they stopped at the entrance of the tent. "Mr. Mo, are you there?"
Mo Di heard the voice of Zhao Shun and responded: "Is this Zhao, the captain of thousands of people?" Zhao Shun was the captain of thousands of people, so Mo Di called him that. He stood up and opened the tent door, and Zhao Shun was standing with a smile on his face.
In front of the door.
Zhao Shun saw that the food on the table had been moved and said, "Mr. Mo, the army has a simple diet and there is nothing to entertain you. I don't know whether you are eating well or not. Please bear with me if you are not well received."
Mo Di knew that these meals were cooked for him, so they would not be bad. Zhao Shun was just being polite, so he said, "Thank you, Captain, for taking care of me. This meal is very suitable to my taste. I also want to thank you."
The two of them were polite again, and then Zhao Shun said: "Master Mo, General Ying is waiting for you in the tent. Please go immediately."
"Isn't General Ying welcoming the king? How come he has time to see me?"
"Mr. Mo, it is actually the king who wants to see you!"
"King, which king?" Mo Di just knew that a king came to the camp and did not think about who this king was.
Zhao Shun looked at Mo Di strangely and asked: "Master Mo, you don't know who the king is?"
When Zhao Shun asked this, a name came to Mo Di's mind. He was a little excited and asked: "Is the king you are talking about King Xiang?"
"Of course it's King Xiang!"
Mo Di was ecstatic: King Xiang is the spiritual king, is he the one who can help me build the foundation?
Mo Di followed Zhao Shun to the outside of a large tent. This was the largest tent in the military camp. There were many guards outside, all of them were strong men nearly two meters tall. They were as majestic as iron towers. They stood there motionless.
A murderous aura arose.
Mo Di glanced at it and saw that their spiritual levels had actually reached the level of the Ling Sect! With a strong man of this level as a guard, the person being guarded would naturally be King Xiang.
Mo Di followed Zhao Shun into the tent. The guards outside the door looked at Mo Di and muttered in their hearts: How could a spiritual disciple who didn't even have a spiritual level be invited here? It's really strange.
Mo Di felt a little uneasy, but also had a lot of expectations. What kind of person was this King Xiang? After entering the tent, Mo Di looked up and saw a row of warriors standing on both sides, wearing various armors, which were dazzling. Among them
There is no shortage of powerful spiritual saints. However, these people restrained their breath and did not dare to breathe loudly.
"Your Majesty, General, Mr. Mo Di Mo has arrived." Zhao Shun knelt down and reported.
Mo Di looked past Zhao Shun and saw a big man with a beard sitting in the middle of the tent. He was wearing a white robe and silver armor. Even though he was sitting, his height was the same as that of an ordinary person. He exuded powerful aura, which belonged to the Spirit King.
breath!
Spirit King! I finally met the Spirit King! There is finally hope for foundation building! All Mo Di could think about was these, he forgot where he was and didn't even hear what others said.
"Master Mo, you haven't paid homage to King Xiang yet!" Zhao Shun quietly tugged on his sleeve, and only then did Mo Di react.
Mo Di raised his head and looked at King Xiang, and saw that King Xiang's eyes were like lightning, and he was also looking at him! Mo Di met King Xiang's gaze, and did not avoid it, but looked at him!
For a moment, the tent became very quiet, and everyone else was breathing rapidly, thinking: What is the origin of this kid? Not only did he not bow to King Xiang, but he even dared to look at him. He was too courageous!
King Xiang was also stunned. He was used to others submitting to him, so he was very surprised to be looked at by Mo Di like this. He couldn't help but look at the young man carefully, and saw that his eyes were full of spirituality, and there was a different kind of spiritual energy all over his body.
It's something that people dare not underestimate.
King Xiang secretly thought: This young man is not simple! (To be continued)