Fang Jie was not in the mood to discuss with Da Quan how many pains he had in a month, so he found a quiet place to sit down and recollect what Mu Xiaoyao had said before. He always felt that he had vaguely understood something, but what Mu Xiaoyao said sounded very plain, but it always seemed to be covered by a layer of fog. Fang Jie actually knew what this layer of fog was, because he couldn't practice, so he couldn't see the essence of practice.
The people from Hongxiu Zhao in front were also stopping to cook, and they never greeted Fang Jie and the other three when they ate their food, but the old cripple occasionally came to talk to Mu Xiaoyao, but Mu Xiaoyao always looked indifferent . Since the Northwest burn in the old lame wine gourd has decreased at an alarming rate, even the old lame seldom comes back.
Whenever Mu Xiaoyao ignored the old cripple, Fang Jie would get angry, and really wanted to spank Mu Xiaoyao's ass a few times for the old cripple. In Fang Jie's view, this is the same reason that rich people don't understand the hardships of poor people, and it really deserves a beating.
He can't practice, but Mu Xiaoyao can practice and has a good talent, and there is a master who is probably a ninth-rank powerhouse rushing to teach her, and she is not very happy... This is the difference, which makes Fang Jie think sometimes. When I woke up, I sighed the speechless difference.
It will hurt.
Fang Jie thought of this key point.
He has never felt the tearing pain of the meridians in his body being widened, but he can imagine that feeling in his mind. He leaned against the grassy slope, with the soft withered grass behind him, closed his eyes and imagined... As a person who parachuted into this world, Fang Jie read a lot of amazing online novels in his previous life. The descriptions of practice in it are all kinds of strange things, but in short, it is a very exciting and refreshing thing.
But why in this world, pain will accompany the practice for a lifetime
The sea of qi has inner strength, which runs through all limbs...
He closed his eyes and began to fantasize about what Qihai would look like. It is difficult to imagine a specific form for things that exist in discourse. For example, the sea of qi exists in everyone's dantian, even the old doctor who has practiced medicine all his life would not dare to say that he knows what it looks like.
The sea of qi is invisible, and the inner strength is invisible, but this invisible thing can make the visible body stronger. Once the strength in the sea of qi can swim through the limbs, eventually change the meridians, and temper the flesh and blood, then a person is so strong. It is not difficult to split tigers and leopards with bare hands. It is said that when Luo Yao, the left vanguard general of the Sui Dynasty, attacked Yongzhou in the fifteenth year, he forcibly smashed the last three eighth-rank practitioners of the Shang Dynasty royal family into meat paste.
It also includes a talisman master on the eighth rank.
A talisman master on the eighth rank is an absolute powerhouse that is rarely seen in the whole world. It is said that if the talisman cultivation exceeds the eighth rank, it can already affect the outcome of a small-scale war. In fact, the talisman master of the eighth rank was guarding the gate of the Yongzhou imperial city alone, blocking the attack of hundreds of elite soldiers of the Sui Dynasty.
As soon as the symbol turned into a fire, the dozen or so soldiers of the Sui Dynasty who rushed over were burnt to ashes in an instant.
After one run of electricity, the strong shields in the hands of the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty who raised their shields and rolled forward were smashed to pieces, and the sharp steel knives in their hands were even burnt red, making it impossible to hold them.
With one rune of fossils, dozens of city bricks suddenly changed shape, turned into sharp stone thorns and flew out, stabbing to death a dozen soldiers of the Sui Dynasty who had lost their shields.
An eighth-rank talisman master stood guard in front of the city gate, and hundreds of well-trained Tai Sui soldiers could not approach. Immediately, the army dispatched two generals with a seventh-rank upper cultivation base. The two teamed up and failed to resist the three talismans. One was smashed into meat by a huge stone, and the other was burned into a ball of coke.
It was precisely because of this talisman guarding the last city gate that the emperor of the Shang Kingdom could take the opportunity to escape from the other side of the palace city. Although... in the end, Luo Yao ordered someone to strangle him to death with a rope.
Just when he learned that the emperor had left the city and the talisman master was about to leave, General Luo Yao arrived.
Sensing Luo Yao's icy killing intent, Master Fu didn't dare to hold back at all. The first talisman turned into a spear of lightning, five times forward and backward, piercing Luo Yao's chest with a speed that could hardly be traced by the naked eye. The second talisman turned into two thousand-jin boulders, suddenly appeared around Luo Yao, and closed like two heavy gates. The third talisman turned into a wall of fire, and the raging fire burned in front of the talisman master to block his figure. After making these three talismans, the talisman master turned around and fled immediately.
Luo Yao kept looking at the vaguely visible figure behind the wall of fire, walking forward slowly.
Two boulders came crashing down, Luo Yao did not dodge or dodge. The boulder hit him fiercely, and then... the boulder shattered and turned into gravel all over the ground. The hard stone failed to leave a single scar on Luo Yao's body. The lightning turned into the second talisman arrived instantly, Luo Yao still did not dodge or dodge, he did not even pause for a moment in his forward steps, the steps were still steady, the distance of each step seemed to be calculated, it was amazingly consistent.
The lightning hit Luo Yao's chest, and after the violent flash, the light gradually dissipated.
Luo Yao still walked forward, but the clothes on his upper body were burned by lightning. Under the sun, the bronzed skin glowed with a cold metallic luster.
Boulders shatter and lightning falls.
Luo Yao made a move and punched through the firewall.
Then he turned and walked away without looking, without even saying a word.
After the wall of fire cleared away, the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty rushed over and searched for a long time at the gate of the city, but they couldn't find the eighth-rank talisman master. It wasn't until they rushed into the city gate that everyone was surprised to find that the body of the talisman master was embedded in the stone steps in front of the palace hall. From the city gate to the stone steps leading up to the main hall, there is at least 50 meters of distance.
I don't know whether the talisman master was punched into the stone steps after running the fifty meters, or was blown away by the punch for the fifty meters and embedded in the stone steps.
Fang Jie had heard this story when he was in exile in Dali City in Nanyan, and every time he recalled Luo Yao's domineering punch, he would find it difficult to calm down. Although in Fang Jie's opinion, the fact that this story has been passed on for fifteen years must be much exaggerated than the actual situation at that time, it does not affect Luo Yao's determination to become a target in Fang Jie's heart.
Luo Yao can't practice, and neither can he.
Strength is invisible, body is tangible.
Can't feel the sea...
Fang Jie slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the sky... then simply stop thinking about it, the human body is an extremely powerful weapon.
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Just as Fang Jie told himself to give up his decision to cultivate Qihai, in the second carriage ahead of Hong Xiu Zhao, a slender hand holding a jade cup suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but glance in Fang Jie's direction . Her gaze couldn't penetrate the compartment of the carriage, but she seemed to see something.
She put down the jade cup, and looked at Aunt Xi with her beautiful eyes closed.
Aunt Xi smiled slightly and shook her head: "It doesn't matter if Master Luo is here."
The jade hand holding the jade cup slowly lifted up, and the jade cup touched the two red lips: "This time... It seems that Master Luo can't handle it."
Aunt Xi was startled, got up, found a delicate rosewood box in the carriage, opened it and took out something from it.
"I haven't used it for ten years, so I don't know if I can still use it."
Her tone was a little sad, as if it recalled some memories.
It was also at this time that Mu Xiaoyao, who was sleeping in the carriage, suddenly sat up, her expression changed, and she jumped off the carriage. Just in a trance, she had already appeared beside Fang Jie.
Fang Jie was stunned when he saw Mu Xiaoyao got off the carriage, then smiled and said, "Why, besides being able to perceive the strength of a master, can you also perceive that a strong and determined person like me has made another extraordinary decision?" ? Is it because of my determination that the surrounding air has changed, forming a powerful aura?"
"Go to Hongxiu Zhao."
Mu Xiaoyao ignored Fang Jielue's self-deprecating words, and his expression became extraordinarily serious: "Go right away!"
At some point, the big dog also got out of the grass. He stood beside Mu Xiaoyao, looking towards the south, his two eyebrows, which were not thick at all, were almost tangled together.
"The murderous intent is too strong...we can't stop it at all."
Only then did Fang Jie see that the pair of gloves with steel spikes had already been put on the big dog's hands. And Hong Ling, who had been hidden by Mu Xiaoyao for a long time, was now wrapped around Mu Xiaoyao's waist.
"I don't feel that there is a particularly strong person."
Mu Xiaoyao looked at the big dog and said something suspicious.
"This is the second time in so many years that I have smelled such a strong murderous aura. I really can't imagine how much blood is stained on the hands of the person who will appear in front of me in a while, and how many lives are lost. Small waist... not afraid You are joking, my legs are trembling now, why don't we all retreat to the red sleeve move? That old cripple is abnormally strong, maybe he can stop it... If we can't stop it, we will run away immediately."
"good!"
Mu Xiaoyao didn't say a word, turned around and swept away while holding Fang Jie's belt.
When the three of them rushed to the Hongxiu Zhao camp about 100 meters away, they found that the old cripple was already standing outside the team. He was holding that huge outrageous wine gourd in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Fang Jie didn't feel any shame at being run over by Mu Xiaoyao carrying his belt, so he naturally stood behind the old cripple.
After standing up, he thought for a while, and took a few steps back to stand behind a carriage.
The old cripple snorted coldly, full of disdain.
"How, can you feel it?"
He asked Mu Xiaoyao.
"A sixth-rank, twelve fourth-rank, and the rest are no more than second-rank people, most of them are first-rank."
The old cripple nodded, but his face did not relax at all.
Fang Jie couldn't help asking: "Since most of them are people of the first and second ranks, why are you facing such an enemy?"
Mu Xiaoyao stared at the distance, and gently uttered a few words: "More than five hundred people."
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It's not that Fang Jie has never seen the kind of magnificent scene where hundreds of men appear together. When watching Young and Dangerous in his previous life, the scene of hundreds of people gathered together was enough to make people feel enjoyable. Especially when everyone is wearing the same costume, even if only a few dozen people gather together to look at it, it is quite imposing.
In Fan Gu, he is a qualified scout.
Fan Gu has 800 frontier troops, what Fang Jie likes to do most is to find a place to sit down during the frontier army training, and watch the neatly lined up frontier army drill. The number of 800 is not much, but when you see the uniform drill of 800 frontier soldiers wearing uniform uniforms, you will really understand the power of this number.
In Fan Gu's three years, Fang Xie still felt that when the 800 frontier troops gathered, it was cool. The frontier army of the Sui Dynasty was very powerful, and there were a full 2,000 cavalry in Nirvana City on the other side of Langru Mountain. This shows how much the people of the Mongol and Yuan Empire attached great importance to the Great Sui Frontier Army.
Fang Jie is not an ignorant person, at least the eight hundred frontier soldiers often see him.
But when the five hundred people Mu Xiaoyao mentioned just now appeared in front of Fang Jie, he still opened his mouth involuntarily.
If the 800 frontier troops in Fan Gucheng were the most elite troops Fang Jie had ever seen in his life, then the 500 soldiers who came walking through the dust made Fang Jie have a new understanding of the word elite. It was not cavalry that came, but infantry. It was precisely because he was not a cavalry that Fang Xie's shock became undeniable from the first sight.
Five hundred infantry, the dust and smoke stepped out like cavalry crossing the border, and a black line in the yellow sand filled the sky like a tidal wave.
Five hundred infantry, running as fast as a galloping horse! Only when I saw the black line appear, the wave came in front of me in an instant.
Five hundred infantrymen stopped suddenly and their formation was not chaotic at all! Running at such a fast speed, the soldiers stopped immediately after the order was given, the phalanx was still the phalanx, and the distance between the soldiers did not even change much.
It moves like thunder, and is as quiet as a mountain.
A thick phalanx composed of five hundred people stopped, and the dust and smoke swung forward. When the dust cleared, the true faces of those black-armored soldiers were revealed. There were no drums, no horns, and no one even spoke. It was so quiet that one could hear one's own heartbeat.
I didn't see the golden embroidered dragon battle flag, but it is naturally impossible for such elite soldiers to come from other places in the territory of the Sui Dynasty.
Looking at those soldiers, Fang Jie couldn't help sighing in his heart.
This is the real elite soldier.