The Xia king's army traveled more than a thousand miles a day, traveling through mountains and rivers, just waiting for a while.
From the beginning to the end, Shen Lian never left the carriage. He was immersed in the subtleties of "Lian Shan" and had a better understanding of the Taixu Divine Strategy he had practiced. His understanding of the Taixu Divine Strategy is still not deep enough, and he has become more and more aware that he may not have reached the level he was when Patriarch Qingshui created the Taixu Divine Strategy.
If he wants to go further after acquiring the Dharma, he must transcend the Taixu Divine Strategy and create another fundamental Dharma. Only then can he truly enter the Taiyi realm. Otherwise, even if he has achieved Taiyi, he will still be in Qingshui. Within the barriers established by the ancestors.
Shen Lian understood this and began to work hard in this area.
Also during these days, even if Shen Lian was free, he did not go to see King Xia. After all, they had nothing to say when they met, and Guan Longzi, who was accompanying the army, did not come to see Shen Lian.
It had started snowing ten days ago, and the army did not move slowly. It moved faster and faster in the heavy snow. The King of Xia's camp was not in the center, but in the front. This was the position where he would directly engage the enemy when encountering them.
Shen Lian was in the Central Army, and there were Xia Army in front and behind him.
The horse that Shen Lian was pulling was an extremely splendid horse. Its strength was no worse than that of an ordinary dragon. This was originally the royal horse of King Xia.
Shen Lian at least got enough respect, and because of this respect, he also had a tacit agreement not to wander around.
But Shen Lian couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw Xue, so he opened the window.
The scene outside the window is pale, the forest sea and the snowfield are all white, and the snow is falling on the ground. It is very melodious and quiet. Shen Lian likes this kind of weather and this kind of scenery.
The carriage was moving very fast, but Shen Lian's eyesight was enough for him to clearly see the snowy scenery along the way, and because the speed was fast enough, he could see more scenery.
But suddenly the carriage stopped, and the 50,000 troops stopped together. That was because the front army stopped first.
The entire army is like the body of the same person, truly obeying orders and prohibitions. The power brought by this neat and order is equally shocking.
Shen Lian couldn't help but look at the army seriously.
He did not get off the carriage, but asked the black tiger to come over with a basin of water. Then with a wave of his hand, the sight of the former army appeared in the basin.
The most eye-catching people in Qingshui are the two people. One is King Xia wearing a black and yellow imperial robe. The other person is standing opposite King Xia. He is wearing a snow-white fox fur and looks to be only twenty years old.
Shen Lian has seen many people wearing white clothes, both men and women. They are all extraordinary, but compared to this person's snow-white appearance, it is always a little bit inferior. It is not about temperament or bearing, but because he is naturally suitable for wearing it. So dressed in white.
The falling snow has become a foil for this man. Even if King Xia is as oppressive as the sea, he remains indifferent.
Shen Lian was slightly silent. He actually wanted to go out and see the two of them, but it was not suitable now, because as soon as he went out, the man in white might leave, and he would not be able to see the confrontation between the two peerless experts.
He tried his best to gather his energy and looked at the scene in the clear water silently.
The man in white is none other than Yunyang, the legendary son of the White Emperor and the co-leader of Dongyi.
The King of Xia wants to conquer Dongyi, including the Shi family, so Yunyang should do something. What ordinary people can think of is that Yunyang will unite the major tribes of Dongyi to jointly resist the King of Xia, and finally seek peace.
But others never imagined that Yunyang would appear on the road of King Xia's expedition against Dongyi, and would dare to stand in the way alone.
Not only did others not think of it, but it seemed that King Xia didn't think of it either.
He had only sent people to chase this kid, and had almost no impression of Yunyang. It was just that that time Yunyang sent Fengniao to deliver a message, and he could see that the boy was somewhat heroic, but that was all.
Now it seems that this boy is not only heroic, but also bold.
Guan Longzi held a pen and jade slip not far away, and finally wrote, "The king and Yunyang met in the wild."
All the flashes of swords, all the thrills, were written by Guan Longzi in seven plain words. However, if future generations see his handwriting, they can see the excitement revealed in each stroke.
The entanglement between Yunyang and the King of Xia is also the epitome of the feud between Dongyi and Daxia for thousands of years. The grievances and resentments between Dongyi and Xia people cannot be explained clearly for three days and three nights. Daxia also had its decline. One decline was because Dongyi attacked Daxia. Similarly, when Daxia was strong, Dongyi Yi was a very respectful vassal. There was even civil strife in the Xia Kingdom, and a Xia king fled to Dongyi to lend troops to quell the rebellion.
Inexplicable grievances and grievances must also be settled.
In this world, the way to distinguish right from wrong is probably to distinguish between life and death.
As long as one party no longer exists, all grudges will be completely settled.
Yunyang is younger than King Xia, has a lower level of cultivation than King Xia, and is still alone. He is at a disadvantage here, but he still came. Regardless of success or failure in this battle, he will be famous all over the world, but if he loses, then The price was too high, so big that he wouldn't even have a chance to regret it.
No one understands his thoughts, not even King Xia, let alone understand.
King Xia only said one sentence: "Since you are here, then die."
Yunyang looked deeply at King Xia and replied softly: "You can't do it."
King Xia didn't speak anymore. He was not a talkative person, and he had understood long ago that relying on words to express facts was far less effective and straightforward than fists.
Therefore, there was an extra fist between heaven and earth. From Yunyang's perspective, all he could see was this huge iron fist.
Xia Jun began to retreat rapidly, retreating more than ten miles in an instant, but it was still not enough.
They just kept retreating, as if they knew very well how terrible the destructive power would be once the king took action.
Shen Lian calmly stared at the sight of the clear water in the basin. He used the art of seeing from the sky and hearing from the earth to observe the battle between the two, with an excellent perspective.
There was no unnecessary change in King Xia's punch, only the naked power was released. It was not easy for him to resolve such a punch.
There is no earth-shattering explosion. In the face of the mighty power of King Xia, all obstacles will be turned into powder. I saw a huge crater in front of me. From above, it looked like a slanting fist mark, covering an area of about five or six miles.
The king of Xia kept getting taller and taller, reaching a height of a hundred feet.
The whole body is muscular and full of strength.
After retreating for hundreds of miles, all the sergeants immediately dug holes and buried themselves deeply. It seemed that they had received special instructions and knew that doing so would best avoid being affected by the king's power.
Of course, King Xia's punch could not defeat Yunyang. He was in the sky, with a blue phoenix carrying him. He stood with his hands behind his back, letting the wind blow his long hair, and looked at King Xia solemnly.
This battle may be the most exciting battle in the Netherworld in a hundred years.