Wen Zhong waved his army to the west, and Jiang Ziya's first decision was to withdraw all the main troops from the Qishan area. The cavalry and infantry were all withdrawn without leaving a single team.
There are only a few archers remaining, sporadically lurking in the high places of the mountains, watching the changes. Lei Zhenzi, Yang Jian, and Nezha patrolled the air and reported the movements of the Yin army every day. Fortunately, Wen Zhong recruited the defeated army along the road, stopped and stopped, and slowed down the marching speed.
A galloping horse went south, passing through the outer fence of the barracks, someone stopped him immediately, took the document, stepped on the horse, galloped all the way into the camp, turned over and dismounted, the document was handed to the sentry, and the sentry rushed into the heavy wooden fence Surrounded by the commander-in-chief, he held up his hands and presented the document in front of the deputy general Zhang Guifang. Zhang Guifang took it and said loudly: "Urgent military report, please read it!"
"Come in." The man said calmly in the handsome tent.
Wen Zhong bowed his head and sketched on the sheepskin map. Mountains, rivers, and rivers were used to mark dangerous places. Among the four sages of Jiulong Island, Gao Yougan was dead, and the remaining three sages, Wang Mo, Yang Sen, and Li Xingba, stood behind Wen Zhong with their hands down, talking in low voices.
Zhang Guifang bowed, Wen Zhong said: "Read."
"Holy Grace is mighty, the hearts of the four seas return, and the soldiers and horses under Hou Suhu of Jizhou..."
Wen Zhong didn't look up, but interrupted: "How much?"
Zhang Guifang replied: "Ten thousand."
Wen Zhong put Mao Hao aside, took the charcoal again, and said, "Who is in command?"
"King."
"Lieutenant General?"
The corners of Zhang Guifang's mouth twitched slightly, as if he didn't believe it at all, Wen Zhong asked again: "Who will be the deputy general?"
"Zhao Zhao Zhao... Gong..."
The three saints of Jiulong Island suddenly changed their expressions, and subconsciously put one hand into their arms.
"… Bright."
The charcoal pencil in Wen Zhong's hand broke into two pieces with a "snap", and he looked up at Zhang Guifang.
After a while.
"Decree to the whole army! Register all the supplies for the army! The gate of the camp is closed! Leave a side road to meet the driver! Send soldiers to seal both sides of the road!! Go now!"
Zhang Guifang rolled away in a hurry, and the three saints of Jiulong Island escaped from the camp as if they had seen a ghost. Wen Zhong took a deep breath and broke out in a cold sweat: "It's that guy again."
Throughout the land of Shenzhou, Wen Zhong has never been afraid of anyone, that is, the leader Tongtian, Yuan Shi, Lao Tzu, and even Nuwa Fuxi and other saints are not in Wen Zhong's eyes. Even this vast sky, Wen Zhong has never been afraid.
However, only Zhao Gongming is afraid. As the saying goes: If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. A thief like Zhao Gongming can't kill him, and he can't defend against him. If something happens, he might be stripped of his body when he falls asleep one day. You can't be negligent, and you can't make enemies, it's really a headache. The leader of Tongtian Church sent this person to assist Po Zhou, which really pinpointed Wen Zhong's Achilles' heel.
As soon as the cannon rang in front of the camp, the mountain shouted long live, and all the generals dismounted and lined up to welcome the emperor. Wen Zhong let King Zhou and Zhao Gongming into the tent.
Where Zhao Gongming stood, an open space of one foot square was automatically formed around it. "Yo He—" Wherever the enthusiastic thief went, the three sages of Jiulong Island hid there. Zhang Guifang had already sent an order to leave only a few relatives outside the tent, and the rest were all evacuated. The last thing Wen Zhong wanted to see was this guy, so he exchanged some pleasantries immediately, and sent Zhao Gongming back to the camp to rest without mentioning it, leaving only the emperor in the tent. The tent curtain was raised.
The master and apprentice went out of the tent, and each chose a place to stand in an open space outside the handsome camp, facing each other from a distance.
"Your Majesty wants to practice martial arts with the Grand Master!"
"The Grand Master wants to..."
The news spread like wildfire and spread to every part of the camp. Even if countless idle soldiers gathered outside the fence of the inner camp, the inner three floors and the outer three floors surrounded the school grounds tightly, and the fence was full of onlookers.
Wen Taishi took the wooden sword and said: "You are in the deep palace all day long, and you think that your martial arts skills are 80% desolate. It will be useless to sharpen your spear again at this time."
King Zhou laughed and said: "It's too early for the grand master to say that. Gu recently felt that his body was full of true energy, so I made this request."
Wen Zhongdao: "You haven't practiced Taoism of the immortal family, how can you talk about true energy?"
King Zhou didn't answer, but raised the wooden sword, Wen Zhong just turned his head, looking where, and pointed the wooden sword obliquely in his hand, but he didn't pay attention to the emperor.
"Teacher, be careful!" King Zhou yelled, immediately swung the wooden sword, and swept away in an instant!
Behind the stake, the two whispered to each other.
"Hunjun's physical strength is already very strong, but unexpectedly his body skills are so fast..."
"In terms of the strength of the Kunlun Immortal Dao, where can he rank?"
It was Haoran and Huang Tianhua who were wearing the military uniforms of the merchant army and accompanied Zhao Gongming's soldiers. Huang Tianhua was originally a swordsman, when he saw Zhong and King Zhou fighting swords, he immediately attracted his attention, and he dragged Haoran to watch. Huang Tianhua observed intently for a while, and said: "This Hunjun's swordsmanship is really accomplished."
Haoran asked again: "Compared to you?"
Huang Tianhua replied: "If you have a famous sword in your hand, you should be on par with my teacher Qingxu Daodezhenjun. No, maybe only Master Yuding Master Shu can..."
While speaking, King Zhou made six sword moves in a row, all of which were false moves. Wen Zhong didn't even look at it, and slapped the sword horizontally with one hand, and slapped it heavily on the sword. At the place where the old strength of King Zhou's sword was exhausted and the new strength was not produced, the emperor's tiger's mouth shook violently, and the long sword almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly took a breath, stepped back and stood firm.
Haoran asked softly again: "Where is Wen Zhong?"
Huang Tianhua shook his head and said, "I don't see it, Wen Zhongwu Dao's good fortune is beyond my experience..."
Wen Zhong squinted his eyes, looked at the distant mountains in the twilight, and said: "There is indeed true energy, where can it come from?"
King Zhou straightened his wooden sword and stabbed straight with it. Wen Zhong finally turned around, held the wooden sword horizontally with one hand, and met King Zhou with a chest-like pose. a circle.
In an instant, thousands of soldiers all exclaimed!
Hearing that the continuous force on Zhong's sword was endless, King Zhou wanted to draw the sword to change his moves, but he only felt a strong force coming from the hilt of the sword! The whirling force brought the sword body to a slight deflection, and with another turn, King Zhou's wooden sword was twisted out of his hand, flew to a high place, and was nailed to the pillar of the observation tower with a "bang" sound!
The surroundings were quiet, and after a while, thousands of people cheered like thunder.
After the contest, all the soldiers dispersed. Only Yu Haoran and Tianhua stood in the same place, and after Wen Zhong talked with King Zhou all the way back to the account, Haoran patted Tianhua on the shoulder and motioned him to squat down. Using Tianhua's back to leap into the sky, he pulled out the wooden sword that King Zhou was holding earlier.
Tianhua looked at the sword and saw that there were cracks hidden on the body of the sword, he said: "The true energy runs through the body of the sword, even if it is a weapon of grass and trees, it can also become a sharp weapon."
Haoran nodded, and Tianhua said again: "Master's first sentence when he taught swordsmanship."
"However, the true qi of the immortal family is extremely difficult to cultivate." Tianhua followed Haoran back to Zhao Gongming's camp, and said along the way: "Even if Master has cultivated the golden immortal body for a hundred years..."
Haoran's heart moved, and he asked: "Yin Shoude's body has the same source of true energy as mine, how about you?"
Huang Tianhua was stunned, and after a while, Jun blushed slightly, and replied: "Thanks to you, that night..."
Haoran understood, and joked casually: "Brother Tianhua is a handsome man, a handsome man; being hugged by Haoran, eating tofu, taking advantage, and exchanging some of the true energy of the Eastern Emperor Bell, everyone is evened."
Huang Tianhua was so embarrassed that he said after a while: "Hao Ran, I..." Then he stopped talking, put his arm around Hao Ran's shoulder, and leaned forward with his head down.
"Wait..." Haoran was startled. It was just a joke, but Huang Tianhua took it seriously. This place is very close to Zhao Gongming's tent, and he can't shout. Just trying to distinguish a few words, Huang Tianhua blushed and stood on Haoran's forehead. She kissed her, and immediately let go of her arm, turned her head away, and said nothing more.
Haoran is embarrassed, is this a show of love? Or have other meanings? Huang Tianhua walked a few steps, but turned around suddenly. Pulling Haoran to hide behind a tent, said: "Shut up."
Haoran was hugged by Tianhua before he could be asked, the two squatted together, looked up, someone lifted the curtain from Zhao Gongming's tent and walked out, it was Wen Zhong!
"What is he going to do..." Haoran asked silently with his lips moving slightly.
Huang Tianhua's neck was clean, his body had a strong manly aura, he leaned closer to Haoran's ear slightly, and said, "I don't know."
Haoran's heart was beating violently, Wen Zhong's figure was mostly covered by the tent that the two of them were hiding in, he couldn't see clearly, and he turned his head again, extremely puzzled.
Turning their heads, they were very close to Huang Tianhua, breathing intertwined with each other, Huang Tianhua couldn't help but leaned closer, wanting to kiss him, Haoran hurriedly stretched out his palm, trying to push Tianhua away, at this charming moment, Wen Zhong stood in front of him In the twilight, looking at the mountains and mountains in the distance, untied the golden whip around his waist, and waved heavily towards the sky!
The two spying people suddenly forgot about other things and almost exclaimed, Wen Zhong's whip spanned thousands of miles, and it was drawn to the peak of Qishan Mountain! The golden light flashed in the distance, Grand Master Wen snapped his hand back, and there was a group of red clouds rushing towards the business camp on the distant hill, and fell in front of Wen Zhong's feet with a bang like a cannonball!
The moment he landed, Haoran could see clearly that the boy was head down, his whole body was entangled with the golden whip, he couldn't move, he knocked the ground out of a big pit, blood spread outside the pit, which was the same color as the Huntian Ling.
It was Nezha.
"Yo yo yo, who is this? The grandson of the thief?" Zhao Gongming came out of the camp. Wen Zhong didn't wait for the thief god to finish speaking, and replied, "Tie him up and tie him outside the Dongying camp. I'll interrogate him again."
The loud noise alarmed the patrolling soldiers, and when someone swarmed up and dragged Nezha out of the pit, Nezha earned a few bucks, but his hands and feet were broken, his face was covered with blood, his forehead burst, and he was not in human shape. He had to let the soldiers tie him up and carry him to the east. Wen Zhongfang withdrew his whip and turned back his arms, and headed west to command the camp.
"Brother, help me..."
Although Nezha was reincarnated as a lotus flower, his outer bones were still made of flesh and blood. Wen Zhong's golden whip had countless barbs attached to it, which almost tore off half of Nezha's arm. The blood flowed profusely and turned purple under the stake. Black, gradually spreading into a puddle of gel.
Nezha didn't feel any pain at all, and just opened a pair of big dull eyes, watching the soldiers coming and going in front of him. No one dared to get close, and the eyes were filled with fear, as if looking at a monster.
Nezha's lips moved, and he whispered, "Help me."
Haoran hastily gestured for silence, Huang Tianhua had already circled around and knocked down the five guards.
Haoran's heart twitched, and he quickly stepped forward to pull the rope for Nezha. Nezha fell into the pool of blood with a "boom" and tried to move. Only one foot was not damaged, and the other three limbs were broken. Horrible shape, propped on the ground.
Hao Ran hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt?"
Nezha shook his head and said, "Where have you been?"
"Don't ask, you can still fly?" Haoran's hands trembling, he connected Nezha's severed limb, and there was a light "click" sound from his ankle, which made the hair stand on end.
"Tears." Nezha touched the corner of Haoran's eyes with a finger.
Haoran took Nezha to his shoulders and whispered, "Go back, don't tell Ziya that I'm here..."
It was too late and then quickly, Haoran pushed Nezha, the two of them staggered to avoid the whip that was drawn, and twisted their hands to throw the hot wheel, Nezha stepped on it, staggered, and stood outside the open space The man who was holding him seemed to be hesitating whether to turn around and support him.
Haoran took a deep breath, the clothes on his shoulders were torn to shreds, and he turned to face the ghostly Wen Zhong.
"When did you sneak in?" Wen Zhong said coldly.
Haoran saw the golden whip in Wen Zhong's hand like a poisonous snake, jumping erratically, the shadow of the whip had turned into a sea, surrounding him heavily, Huang Tianhua had fallen at Wen Zhong's feet, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Immediately took a deep breath and said, "Nezha, hurry up!"
Nezhafang turned his head away, but Wen Zhong couldn't chase after him, so he just looked at Haoran coldly.
All of a sudden, Haoran felt that his whole body was covered by a heavy pressure, as if every movement of his hands and feet was locked by the powerful energy, he couldn't move, he raised his left hand with all his strength, on the back of his hand, the Taiji diagram glowed, Wen Zhong whipped him again, At that moment, Hao Ran disappeared.
But the golden whip turned around as if spiritually, the light of the Taiji diagram was retracted, and when Haoran just appeared behind Wen Zhong, he whipped again! Haoran was hit by that force, his ribs suddenly hurt, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on Wen Zhong's back with a "wow".
When he moved sideways again, he fled to midair, Haoran was terrified, and finally took out the demon refining pot.
Wen Zhong didn't raise his head, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the shadow of the whip was like a huge wave, pressing down heavily on the zenith. Just as Haoran sacrificed to the demon refining pot, the body of the pot shook, and the golden whip was possessed by a poisonous snake, and the artifact was swept away.
Haoran's pupils shrank suddenly, and at the moment when the bell was about to ring, he was hit on the back of the head with a whip, as if hit by a giant hammer, his head hurt sharply, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.
The familiar deep man's voice came into the darkness, waking Haoran up.
"I always feel that I have known him before, but I can't remember where I met this person..."
Wen Zhong said lightly: "Your Majesty is overthinking."
Wen Zhong sat behind the case, only looking at the military newspaper, but King Zhou stood in the center of the tent.
The emperor stands and the ministers sit, and only Wen Zhongfang dares to do so.
However, King Zhou was extremely restrained in front of Wen Zhong, hesitating to speak, and wanted to speak a few times, but he didn't dare to mention the awe-inspiring matter.
Haoran stared blankly at the screen, the shadow of the emperor's eyelashes and short hair was cast on the screen, the samurai braid was made by himself before he left. Haoran struggled lightly, his hands and feet were tightly bound by ropes, the thick ropes that bound him were made of unknown material, Wen Zhong was whipped extremely hard, his whole body was slackened, and he couldn't raise his energy.
I only heard Zhongdao: "If you have anything to say, you might as well say it bluntly. The king of a country is still timid at this time. What does it look like?"
King Zhou sighed, and said: "Gu... I want to take Haoran by my side, but I don't know why, I always feel that there is an indescribable joy in my heart if I have him for a day; An Ning, in a trance all day long, always thinking about him, thinking about him... "
Wen Zhongdao: "It's just love, it's crooked to say it."
King Zhou was as hard to say as a young man, and after a long time, he said: "What the master said is that the disciple is unworthy and has thoughts of love for a man."
"I beg Master to complete it."
Wen Zhong raised his head slowly, stared at King Zhou for a moment, the emperor lowered his head, Wen Zhong said: "Perfect? How to complete? You rule the world, who can complete you?"
King Zhou seemed to summon up his courage, and said: "When Master was cultivating in Jin'ao, it was also a matter of love. He fell into it very deeply. I guess..."
Wen Zhongdao: "Do you know who that Haoran is?"
King Zhou raised his head and said, "I don't know, and I don't want to know. Everything in the past is just a cloud in the world. I just want to be with him all the time..."
Wen Zhong took a deep breath and said, "You are also in deep trouble."
King Zhou said: "Master, you should understand the disciple's mood at the moment, when you and Tongtian..."
Wen Zhong was furious and shouted, "Get out!"
King Zhou seemed to have known about this anger long ago, but he still stood in front of Wen Zhong, and said stubbornly: "Since we are already in deep trouble, why don't we just do our best? You even—"
Immediately afterwards, Wen Zhong roared like a sea of thunder.
"Go-out-go!"
Immediately, a whip flew over, whipping King Zhou straight out of the tent. In the distance, weapons racks and tents rang together, as if five or six barracks had been knocked down along the road. Wen Zhongfang panted calmly, took back the golden whip and sat down .
After waiting, the noise outside Shuai camp gradually subsided, it was obvious that the guards were escorting the emperor to leave, Wen Zhongfang came back to his senses, and stretched out his hand to untie a small cloth bag in front of the case. Said: "Bring the man behind the screen."
Haoran was startled, two soldiers came around behind the screen, set up a wooden chair, put Haoran on the chair, and tied his hands behind the back of the chair, Wen Zhong said again: "I took the cloth towel from my mouth."
The soldiers did what they said, Wen Zhongfang ordered the guards to retreat, and looked up at Haoran.
Haoran breathed out a turbid breath, and looked straight at Wen Zhong without fear. His eyes slid up and down his powerful arms, and fell on a white object in his hand.
The blue cloth was spread out, and inside it was a pot for refining demons, and a white jade xun given by Mr. Tong.
Wen Zhong asked, "Where did this thing come from?"
Hao Ran mocked: "Ask the question knowingly."
With a wave of Wen Zhong's hand, the golden whip came out of the hole like a spirit snake, and shot straight towards Haoran, leaving a bloody hole on his shoulder, and then retracted the golden whip, repeatedly, tearing out a piece of flesh.
In the excruciating pain, Haoran took a deep breath, but did not cry out. Blood gushed from the wound, flowing down his arm, his brows were furrowed, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.
Wen Zhong only looked at the bloody hole on Haoran's shoulder. After a while, the blood seemed to flow, and then seemed to stop. The wound gradually healed, and finally left a circle of red marks on the skin.
"You are the Eastern Emperor Bell." Wen Zhong said coldly: "If you are immortal, you think you are invincible?"
Haoran was stunned, but he heard Zhong sneer and said: "As long as you are smashed to pieces, beaten back to your original form, and then cast on the top of a high mountain with a huge boulder, or sink to the bottom of the East China Sea, even if you are an artifact of heaven and earth, you will not be able to succeed in the slightest." Ability. Are you still arrogant now?"
Haoran took a deep breath, he had lost too much blood before, his face was pale, and there was no blood in his delicate eyebrows, but Wen Zhong looked at Haoran as if he was sizing up a dead object, and said, "What are you planning for when you come to Chaoge?"
Haoran just didn't answer, Wen Zhong said again: "The bell, the sword, the axe, the pot tower, the zither, the tripod, and the mirror stone. Yin Shoude once told me clearly that you came here to find these ten artifacts from ancient times, and to save the common people..."
"Wen Zhong." Hao Ran raised his head and said coldly: "If you want to kill, then kill, if you want to sink, then sink, I am not afraid at all."
Wen Zhong turned a deaf ear and said: "I once glimpsed a few words in the scrolls left by the Three Emperors in the depths of Jin'ao, the gathering of ten ancient utensils, the bell, sword, axe, pot tower is the 'formation of the void', the zither, tripod, seal and mirror stone are 'lost. The Array'…”
Haoran's heart shuddered, Wen Zhong was an insider! I only heard Zhong You said: "The two arrays of 'void' and 'lost' are one for the sky and one for the earth; in the time of harmony, the vitality contained in the ten artifacts will be dispersed and returned to nature. God's will."
Wen Zhong squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "Dissipate the ten artifacts' own heaven and earth vitality, since your Donghuang Bell is the first, that is to say, the ten artifacts after Harmony will be destroyed as scrap iron... Donghuang Bell, you found the Taikoo After obtaining the divine weapon, we will go to die."