Even with Nie Longtian's temperament, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. It wasn't until the martial arts warrior not far away screamed in surprise at the death of his companion that he came back to his senses.
"Quah!"
His face darkened, and he slapped the man and his horse to death on the official road, causing an uproar. "Get out!"
A low roar set off a wave of air that shook all the pedestrians within a radius of the area. The sound of painful wails could be heard from time to time.
Pedestrians farther away were also shocked and retreated one after another when they saw this scene.
"Yang Prison!"
Nie Longtian's face was as dark as water, and he ignored the pedestrians who rolled to the ground, and looked at the six-door master who came in a hurry:
"Who forced Dark Moon Dharma King to retreat outside the mountain pass? Tell the truth!"
The expert came in a hurry. Before he could say the report, he was blocked and went back to answer hurriedly:
"Yang, Yang Ni..." It's really him!
Nie Longtian's sleeves and robe swayed, and he was shocked and suspicious.
He especially remembered that when Tai Sui was born, he chased Daoren Lin, but Guan was rescued by Yang Yu, and the two even exchanged blows.
At that time, Yang Yu was already extremely extraordinary. Even before the entrance door was opened, he was already able to receive his own palm.
But it was just a slap. He asked himself, if he had been serious that day, killing him would not be any harder than killing a dog.
How long has it been?!
That was the Dark Moon Dharma King, the strong man in charge of the Dali Tianlun Temple's monks and soldiers. He was not comparable to the shame of Taoist Yunni's Splendid List...
"My lord, Your Majesty, he——"
The master of the six gates got off his horse and was about to report the major events that had happened in the past few days when he saw his master's body flashing and disappearing in an instant.
"Taoist Lin, your ghost is still here!"
With a low roar, Nie Longtian turned around and walked away. His figure was like lightning, and his few ups and downs had disappeared into the wilderness.
"My lord, my lord!"
The master couldn't catch up and could only watch as his master disappeared from sight.
After a long time, a wishful cry sounded,
The flying eagle fluttered its wings and flew around Qingyan City. Lin Taoist stood on Yuan's back, looking around with a cold expression.
"Nie Longtian!"
As he thought, Taoist Lin's spirit merged with the heaven and earth, and he found the one he wanted among the extremely complicated qi in the void.
Just as he was about to sense the direction of Nie Longtian's escape route using the secret technique of "Thousand Miles of Soul Locking", he was suddenly startled. He raised his head and looked north, and saw billowing air waves and a dark golden light coming at extremely fast speeds.
"This is?"
Lin Daoren was startled, but then relaxed. He saw the familiar figure on the back of the eagle, and immediately moved his feet to suppress the flying eagle.
Only a dozen seconds passed before and after, the goshawk blessed by Zhen Gang came at extremely high speed, and landed outside Qingyan City with billowing wind and clouds.
Its speed is so fast that it is several times faster than the ordinary flying eagle, even the feathered eagle.
"Uncle Master."
Qin Si got the goshawk and got used to the speed of the goshawk, and she no longer felt as uncomfortable as she did at first.
For several months, there was no news from Lin Daoren, and she was really worried.
"Xiao Si."
Lin Daoren's expression softened.
"Senior, just be fine."
Yang Yu walked at the end and felt relieved when he saw that Mr. Lin was safe and sound...
"How can a mere Nie Longtian hurt Pindao?"
The moment he saw Yang Yu, Daoren Lin couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. He felt his aura change again. There was a faint feeling of being washed away and returning to his original nature.
"There has been no news from senior Xing for several months. I'm afraid it's not just because of Nie Longtian, right?"
Yang Yu asked.
Lin Daoren nodded, without hiding anything, and told what happened in the past few months one by one.
That day, Chu Tianyi came with a sword in hand. He was not angry with Mu Qingliu for using his power to overwhelm others, so he challenged him brazenly, thus missing the opportunity to kill Nie Longtian.
"Mu Qingliu?" Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
Now that the Overlord's Tomb and the Black Mountain have disappeared, Mu Qingliu has reached the top of the Splendid List. In a sense, he is already the first person in the world.
"This man has superb swordsmanship and conveys his sword intention with an iron sword. The threat is already far greater than that of Nie Longtian..."
After taking a look at Yang Yu, Lin Daoren looked solemn.
"If he didn't have the intention to kill, at this moment, I'm afraid it wouldn't be Pindao's turn to hunt down Nie Longtian..."
Any master who has cultivated to the realm of martial saint has his own arrogance. Taoist Lin rarely praises others. At this moment, he is clearly at a disadvantage.
Yang Yu knew it, but he was also surprised:
"Mu Qingliu has always been a loose person. There are only a few people in the Xuanjian Platform. It is said that he doesn't even have an apprentice. How can he stand up for the imperial court?"
"Who in this world doesn't have three or five friends? Mu Qingliu didn't just pop out of a stone..."
Lin Daoren shook his head slightly;
"Mu Qingliu was born as a handyman at the Zhujian Villa. Without the support of noble people, even if he was extremely talented, he would have been killed by the Zhujian Villa before he attained enlightenment."
"Is it the imperial court?"
Yang Prison frowned.
"To be precise, he is the ancestor of the Shendu Yu family."
Lin Daoren did not hide anything:
"Yu Changsheng can be regarded as a legend. He started from scratch and lived a long time. But what is most praised is that he has a pair of evil eyes in life."
"Wise eye?"
Yang Yu thought about it for a moment.
He had some impression of the Yu family. The big boss first made his fortune because of the favor of the Yu family.
It is said that this is the richest man in Wanlong Dao, and the chambers of commerce under his family’s influence spread all over the Dao, states, and prefectures——
"In his early years, this person was called 'Timely Rain', which means that this person always helped people when they were most in danger.
When Mu Qingliu was hunted down by Zhujian Villa, it was he who stepped forward and persuaded the court to protect the young Mu Qingliu. "
As he said that, Taoist Lin's expression was also very subtle:
"Not only Mu Qingliu, Zhang Xuanba, but also the current emperor, the previous emperor...most of the big shots in the temple and the world have received favor from this man. This is the fundamental reason why he can keep his family business."
"Is this okay?"
Yang Prison was a little surprised.
Every time the attack is just right, and the one who is often rescued is a future big shot, this is probably not something that any discerning eye can explain.
At least, with the ability to pass through and the book of life and death in hand, he could only manage to do this in the northwest path.
You know, whether it's the whole country or the book of life and death, if you want to know the number of people's lives, you have to read them one by one.
How can it be that simple to find among hundreds of millions of people those who will surely achieve great success in the future?
unless
"Because of this person, Mu Qingliu owes the imperial court a great favor. He saved Nie Longtian this time. He may not attack you next time because of this!"...
As he said this, Taoist Lin was also observing Yang Yu, but the latter just smiled and didn't seem to care too much.
“Don’t worry if you have too many debts.”
Yang Yu was not very afraid, so he asked about Nie Longtian.
"This beast's martial arts skills are not as good as Pindao's, but he has gained a lot of benefits from joining the imperial court over the years. It would be difficult to kill him in a short period of time."
Speaking of this matter, Taoist Lin was quite angry.
"If it weren't for Mu Qingliu..."
"Seniors have worked hard."
Yang Yu slightly handed over his hand, thanked him for traveling around for the past few months, and invited him to go back and take charge of the northwest city.
"Um?"
Daoren Lin suddenly frowned;
"Aren't you going back to the Northwest Road?"
"I want to go back to Montenegro and try to bring my old man and mother-in-law to the northwest. By the way..."
Saying that, Yang Yu glanced at Zuo Si.
The latter's cheeks turned red and he turned his head, a little shy.
"Xiao Si's ceremony should be completed."
"Um?!"
Taoist Lin couldn't help but raise his brows: "Are you going to become king?" The blue bird took advantage of luck to take off.
Qin Si’s ceremony is not just about occupying a place in a state. If it is nameless, it cannot gather luck. If it is nameless, it cannot be borrowed.
In order to complete Qin Si's ceremony, the two of them must get married. The first is to become king!
How difficult is it to become king?
There are many heroes who secretly control one or even several states in the world, but who dares to stand up and claim the throne?
Except the northern quantity.
"Zhang Xuanba..."
Yang Yu sighed slightly: "Prince Zhao, he fell in front of the Black Mountain outside the Great Wall..."
"he died?!"
Even with the expectation, Lin Daoren was still shaken, and an extremely incredible light flashed in his eyes;
"Who can kill him?!"
"In front of the Seven Kills Mountain, Prince Zhao defeated the six great martial saints. At the same time, the old witch taught by Liansheng used the Nail Head Curse to plot against him...
"He's dead, no wonder, no wonder..."
Lin Daoren's heart was agitated for a long time before he calmed down:
"In this case, you should go back to the northwest first, recruit soldiers and civilians, and take Longyuan first and have peace in your hands before the great change!
By then, the great changes in the world will take advantage of the situation and move south...
"It's not that easy."
Yang Yu shook his head:
"There are only over 200,000 mercenaries on the Northwest Road at the moment. They can barely defend the territory, so how can we make progress? The masters of the Liansheng Cult gathered in Ding'an and used one religion to conquer the other. It is as easy as flipping the palm of a hand.
And with the Yunzhou border pass breached, the Sirius army will probably gather together soon..."
Conquering cities and territories is not done by Jianghu.
It is not only necessary to defeat it, but also to hold it. Otherwise, if he defeats the enemy in front and takes away the enemy in the rear, it will be a waste of effort.
"The wind is about to rise..."
Lin Taoist sighed in his heart and said again:
"Does this count as one of the three things you said?"
"Forget it." Yang Yu nodded.
Mr. Lin has a perverse temperament. Even if he agrees in his heart, he will not agree with his mouth. He must be given a step to step down.
"It doesn't matter, I just want to ask you again and again, and I just have to do it reluctantly."
"So, thank you, senior."
After thanking him, Yang Yu took out the letter he had written on the way, handed it to Lin Daoren, and asked him to bring it to Yu Jing, Qi Wensheng, Qin Lihu and others.
After receiving the letter, Lin Daoren was still a little unwilling: "It's a pity that Nie Longtian has to be free for a few more days!" "Of course not."
Hearing this, Yang Yu smiled slightly:
"Leave this person to me." "You?!"
Lin Daoren almost thought that he had heard wrongly. He couldn't help but look Yang Yu up and down, his brows knitted together.
"Have you made a breakthrough?" "There's still a little more to break through..."
Yang Yu shook his head slightly.
With his current practice, the door to the Martial Saint is clearly visible, but it is not just the Martial Saint that he wants to break through.
Seeing that Taoist Lin was still frowning, he still added:
"However, there shouldn't be much difference in capturing him."