Jun Buqi glanced at Wen Liang and pointed his finger at Wen Liang's forehead.
Wen Liang did not dodge this, fully demonstrating his absolute trust in Jun Buqi.
When he was a child, he was often slapped on the forehead by Jun Buqi, but Wen Liang never felt that Jun Buqi was bullying him. Because every time this time, it was when he made mistakes.
But after growing up, Jun Buqi stopped doing this.
Moreover, he also saw a bit of mysterious light emerging from Jun Buqi's fingertips.
That mysterious light was actually a bit of Jun Buqi's soul light. In this way, Jun Buqi passed on the scenes he saw in Calabash Valley to Wen Liang.
This method of communication can greatly shorten communication time.
The Calabash Valley is an ancient battlefield, and there are still heroic spirits in it. The female general has also turned into a ghost, which means that the place has become another ecstasy.
How to deal with it is definitely not something that a young monk like him can get involved in.
Even Wen Liang, a golden elixir cultivator, still couldn't get involved. He couldn't tell the sword-wielding armored man's cultivation, but his own cultivation was already at the peak of foundation building.
The Golden Core realm is just one level higher than him.
Jun Buqi even felt that the sword-wielding warrior with a ghostly aura all over his body had a much higher level of cultivation than Wen Liang. If those heroic spirits had not left the Calabash Valley, it would be okay. But once those heroic spirits left the Calabash Valley, then they would
What can these young monks do to resist those thin arms and thin legs?
If those heroic spirits were not restrained, they would wreak havoc around them.
The consequences are simply unimaginable.
After Wen Liang saw the picture Jun Buqi sent him, he was immediately frightened.
When Wen Liang came to his senses, he took Jun Buqi's hand and said, "No, we have to run! Senior Brother Jun, let's go back to the sect! I gave up on this mortal world training mission! If we don't run, once
When those heroic spirits come out of the valley, we will die without a burial place!"
Wen Liang fully expressed Jun Buqi's thoughts, he also wanted to run away!
"But, my family and relatives..."
"Take them and run together!"
Jun Buqi still shook his head, "But those innocent people..."
Wen Liang said anxiously: "Brother Jun, you are too kind, and you are still thinking about those innocent people. But this time, you have to do something! In fact, our cultivation is limited, so we can't do anything!"
Jun Buqi was thinking quickly and walking around the room.
Daqing's big head also followed Jun Buqi's figure, swaying back and forth.
After more than ten seconds, Jun Buqi felt that he had finished pretending, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's leave now! We will write a letter to the sect later and reflect the situation here truthfully."
"Okay, let's go!"
But not before they walked out of the room.
Rumble…
Rumble…
It was as if thousands of troops were crossing the border, and the earth seemed to be shaking.
Both Jun Buqi and Wen Liang were shocked to the point of numbness, and stood there blankly, looking at each other speechlessly.
It’s over!
It's too late!
Ordinary people generally cannot hear this sound.
In the darkness, Daqing also heard the sound, raised his big head, straightened his big ears, and moved tremblingly in the direction of Jun Buqi, not even daring to call out.
Outside, everything was silent, and not a single sound of insects or ants could be heard.
Jun Buqi quietly extended his consciousness outwards, and the pores all over his body were exploded in an instant. He never thought that it would take less than a minute from telling Wen Liang everything he saw in Calabash Valley to deciding to run away.
Within a short time, the other party actually came to block the door.
If you can't run anymore, try your best!
Jun Buqi gritted his teeth, summoned the small gourd, held it secretly in his hand, and walked out, "Junior brother, stay here while I go to meet those thousands of troops!"
Then, Jun Buqi resolutely pushed open the door and walked out, his body floating towards the top of the wall of Liu's courtyard.
Then he waved his left hand, and several small formation bases suddenly slipped out and flew everywhere. A formation rose outside the Liu Family Manor and enveloped the Liu Family Manor.
Although this may not be useful, it is better than nothing!
This is the most terrifying situation he has encountered since birth, and it is also the biggest gamble.
His free and unrestrained back made Wen Liang feel a tragic feeling of generously serving righteousness. Seeing Wen Liang's blood surge up, he secretly sighed: "Senior Brother Chang Geng is right, Senior Brother Jun has always been so cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
Tofu Xin. Even though my cultivation level is higher than his now, he still protects me like he did before, which is really touching!"
"Senior brother, wait for me!"
Wen Liang shouted, and with a movement of his body, he appeared next to Jun Buqi. Although the scene outside was too terrifying, at this moment, Wen Liang's loyalty defeated death.
"Senior brother, leave it to me! My cultivation..."
"Does your cultivation level work?"
"..."
Wen Liang didn't expect that now that he was a Jindan monk, his senior brother would despise him as much as he said he despised him. But thinking about his senior brother's words, he felt that he was right and it was indeed useless!
If it was useful, would they still need to discuss escaping before?
Finally, the two of them stood on the wall and looked out. It was pitch black outside. But in the darkness, there was an endless army advancing as far as the eye could see.
They were wearing black armor, riding tall horses and riding in the wind, facing the direction of the Liu family.
The leader was none other than the heroic female general wearing red armor and a red cloak.
"Damn it! This is not a Yin soldier crossing the border, this is a huge army pressing down on the border!"
Jun Buqi looked at the darkness in front of him, and the number of Yin soldiers could not be seen at all. He swallowed silently, but on the surface he looked as stable as an old dog.
But actually, he was a little frightened!
Yin Bing borrowed this rumor, he had naturally heard of it.
But he never could have imagined that it would be of this scale. What could have broken out of the ghost nest? It was like a huge ghost military camp with tens of thousands of troops had been poked out!
He had estimated the number of heroic spirits in Calabash Valley before, but now it seems that his estimate was still too conservative. It was so dense and dark that it was almost impossible to see the edges at a glance.
But in Wen Liang's opinion, Senior Brother Jun was really full of courage, which he admired so much. His legs were shaking at first, but after seeing Jun Buqi's indifferent expression, he gradually stopped shaking.
Jun Buqi took a deep breath, bravely shouted loudly: "Stop!"
Uh-huh...
The rushing army stopped instantly after the female general raised her hands.
Seeing the orderly and uniform scene made Jun Buqi's heart tremble.
But when Wen Liang looked at Jun Buqi, he just wanted to shout: Senior brother is awesome!
He never expected that Senior Brother Jun would dare to order them to stop in front of thousands of troops. He felt like his legs were trembling when he saw it, and he felt like he could not speak.
Although he was already a Golden Core cultivator, the thousands of troops and horses in front of him felt like an overwhelming force of heaven and earth, which he could not resist at all.
However, what made Wen Liang feel even more radiant about his senior brother was what Jun Buqi said next.
"General, since you have been cultivating for thousands of years, why did you come out of the valley today and disrupt the order of the world?" Jun Buqi asked loudly, and he couldn't help but squeeze the small gourd with his right hand behind his back.
But Wen Liang didn't notice Jun Buqi's movement hidden in his sleeves.
Wen Liang only felt that Senior Brother Jun's shout was too powerful. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "Senior Brother told me, 'You can't be lascivious when you're rich, you can't move when you're poor, and you can't be bent by force. Only then can you be a real man'. Senior Brother is so generous in the face of thousands of troops."
Ma, are you teaching me by example how to behave?"
How could Jun Buqi know that Wen Liang would be thinking crazy at this time?
After thinking for a moment, he continued to shout boldly: "Yin and Yang are different, and humans and ghosts have different paths. Since the general has died on the battlefield for thousands of years, why should he return to the world? Although that battle was very tragic,
It is very tragic, and it makes people sigh, shed tears, and feel extremely sad. But "Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, why return them wrapped in horse leather." Isn't this the best destination for soldiers and generals like you? The general has already sought kindness.
Ren, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Roar……
The scene of tens of thousands of troops roaring was staged in this dark night. Ordinary people could not see this scene or hear this sound. But Jun Buqi and Wen Liang's minds were buzzing.
For a while, my scalp felt tight, my back felt cold, my mouth felt dry, and my heart felt cold.
Wen Liang only felt that senior brother was really as courageous as a tiger, "You even dare to say this, are you criticizing these ghosts and generals? Alas! Senior brother, you should be gentle with your words!"
But at this time Jun Buqi added: "Even if you have something to ask for, the general can send someone to make it clear to Pindao! To be honest, the current emperor of Dai Viet is brother Pindao. If the general has any appeal, Pindao
I will definitely find a way to satisfy you, and please ask the general to accept this military power! Om?!"
Wen Liang:???
"Yes, senior brother must have seen the pity of these ghosts, generals and soldiers, and wanted to fulfill their wishes during his lifetime. He died on the battlefield during his lifetime, and he will not be able to live in peace after his death. It is so tragic and desolate!"
"Loyal bones are buried everywhere in Qingshan, why should they be wrapped in horse leather and return... Is there a sequel?"
A majestic voice came from among the thousands of troops.
"..."
Jun Buqi was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding what was going on?
Why did the topic suddenly come to this?
"Commander, look, I'm going to call this bull-nosed liar a liar who plagiarized poems and prose!" The majestic voice sounded again, as if he was complaining to the red-armored female general.
"..." Jun Buqi raised his hand and shouted: "Plagiarism? What is plagiarism? Can it be called plagiarism when it comes to scholars? Just listen to me!"
Wen Liang on the other side was unconvinced and supported: "That's right, my senior brother is a talented poet. Even the great scholar in the Kyoto literary circle gave him a thumbs up and admired him. Does he need to copy it?"
When Jun Buqi heard Wen Liang's words, he couldn't help coughing slightly and chanted loudly: "Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, why should they return their corpses wrapped in horse leather. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers."
After Jun Buqi finished reading this poem and saw that the handsome lady in red armor made no further moves, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: If you had said this earlier, I wouldn't be afraid anymore! I don't know how to write poems, but I can't recite poems.
, who doesn’t know how to sing a few songs?
But just when Jun Buqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt that things might turn around, a bloody figure appeared in front of him, covering him with a blood-like cloak.
Jun Buqi cursed secretly, "You're so careless, even a master can do sneak attacks." He handed the small gourd he held in his right hand forward, and a suction force was instantly generated.
Layers of defensive formations floated outside the body, wrapping themselves tightly.
He snorted secretly: Do you really think I am not prepared at all? You are so bold and evil, why don’t you hurry up...
But as a result, before the suction force of the small gourd enveloped the red shadow, his right hand was already clamped by a strong force and lifted up.
Wen Liang, who was next to him, reacted and drew his sword towards the red figure. As a result, he was swung by the red cloak and his whole body was directly launched into the night sky, instantly turning into a meteor and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a lingering sound of 'ah'.
Leaving a lingering rhyme in the night sky.
When Jun Buqi saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and secretly thought in his heart: The acting is terrible! It's a waste!
When he came to his senses, he felt like he was being hugged by the other party. The side of his neck hurt, and he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was unable to move for an instant.
The layers of defensive formations were broken through in almost an instant.
Jun Buqi only felt a tightness around the side of his neck, and felt dizzy in his head.
dying!
This thought couldn't help but come to his mind.
It’s ridiculously strong!
This is the second thought.
But then, unwillingness began to grow in his heart, and he used up his last bit of strength to suddenly raise his hands and hug Chi Ying in his arms.
The cold armor made his hands hurt.
Chi Ying raised his head in astonishment, revealing his bloody white teeth.
Jun Buqi opened his mouth and bit it, but what he bit was red smoke from the first floor.
The figure in his arms dissipated and gradually reunited among the thousands of ghosts.
Then, the red-armored general flicked his scarlet cloak, turned around and galloped away.
Rumble…
All the troops moved together, turned around, and rushed towards Hulu Valley.
Jun Buqi just stared blankly at them as they rushed towards and then away, gradually disappearing into the night. After a long time, he finally realized what he was doing and shouted: "You, what did you do to me?"
Soon, Jun Buqi knew what the other party had done to him.
Because a voice sounded in his mind. It was hoarse and magnetic. Although it was not as clear and crisp as a girl's, it still had a crisp feeling to it. It was a very strange voice.
"Little Taoist priest, you don't have to be nervous. I just tasted your blood and left a mark on you for future contact."
Jun Buqi: "..."
"Your blood tastes good, and the pure Yang energy is strong. I like it very much!"
"..." Jun Buqi gritted his teeth and wanted to say: I really don't like it!
But he didn't dare! Just because they didn't kill him before didn't mean they wouldn't kill him after he jumped up.
"Don't worry, people who have not surpassed me in cultivation will not be able to detect this mark."
After a long silence, Jun Buqi asked: "Where is my junior brother? The commander-in-chief didn't kill him, right?"
"Don't worry, I am not a murderous person. Otherwise, this area would have been filled with blood."
After hearing this, Jun Buqi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had gone around the gate of hell. Finally, he asked: "What does the commander want Pindao to do for you? Pindao stated in advance that Pindao
You will never betray your sect or the interests of mankind. If you want Pindao to be our sect or even a traitor to mankind, then Pindao advises you to give up on this idea now! Although Pindao is greedy for life,
, but we also know that there is a difference between death being lighter than a feather and being heavier than mountains."
Jun Buqi spoke very forcefully and looked like he would never compromise easily, but this was actually just a way for him to test the other party's bottom line.
The commander in red just smiled, as if he had already seen through Jun Buqi's trick, "You don't have to worry, I just want to ask some questions about this dynasty."
Jun Buqi thought for a while and said, "You ask!"
Of course he has to compromise! What else can he do if he doesn't compromise?
He was a big boss who commanded tens of thousands of ghost soldiers, and his cultivation was unfathomable... He felt that the cultivation of this female ghost might not be much worse than his master Li Taixuan.
The dignified Jindan monk was thrown away as soon as he came face to face with him...it was so shameless.
So, one person and one ghost chatted through the distance.
PS: I will push it in the afternoon. I need to ask for recommendation votes vigorously. Tomorrow is still Monday, so I have to ask for votes for tomorrow to get on the list. Thank you everyone!