Spring and Autumn, alternating.
Unexpectedly, three years have passed since the emperor's master came out of the mountain.
three years,
Mirror Lake has not changed,
On the contrary, it became a pure land.
Many people seeking peace of mind come to settle here.
A stone tablet was erected in front of Jinghu Lake.
There is a poem written on the inscription.
At this time, the octogenarian old man was stroking the stone tablet and reciting softly:
"There is an immortal in the south of the Yangtze River, who has left the world behind and is independent. He blows the wind to calm the tsunami and waves away the monsters. He kills a dragon in ten steps and wears red blood and white crane clothes. When it is over, he whisks away the dust and hides deep in the west of Jinghu Lake."
After reciting, he was silent for a long time and wiped his tears, obviously feeling something.
Then, the old man turned around and headed towards the Immortality Temple by the lake.
There is a jade statue placed in the temple.
The jade statue looks like a young man, very majestic in its depiction, and his eyes are as calm as the deep sea.
Her long green silk hair hangs down behind her, tied up in a bun, and she stands with two swords, one black and one white, in her hands.
In the Changsheng Temple, there were many people worshiping and offering incense.
One is those who have received grace like an old man, the other is those who have read the "Scroll of Ten Thousand Dharmas" and happened to pass by here, and the third are those who pray for peace.
The old man tremblingly lit three pillars of fragrance, inserted them into the bronze tripod in front of the jade statue, and bowed three times.
As he bowed, the fragrance curled up and bathed the body of the jade statue, making the immortal appear as if he were in the clouds and mist, emerging from the worldly world and majestic.
After worshiping the jade statue, the old man left the Changsheng Temple with a worried look on his face.
What worries him is that chaos has broken out and the war between the north and the south is raging.
The northern army is powerful, far beyond imagination. Ordinary northern soldiers can use their swords to cut out flames, cut out wind blades, and walk on water...
These things that used to be extraordinary now seem to be commonplace.
This is simply unimaginable.
Half a year ago, the first large-scale battle between the north and the south broke out, the "Battle of Hengjiang".
In this battle, the Southern Dynasty, as the "Great Zhou", was defeated by the "Northern Shang".
The old man heard someone say,
In the battle of Hengjiang,
Suddenly it didn't look like the battles in the past.
Hundreds of miles of water from the river rose into the sky, drifted thousands of miles, and then fell from the sky, directly submerging the Zhou army.
And in the midst of this water flow from the sky, three giant shadows covering the sky came from the north, wielding a devastating attack that directly killed the 200,000 troops on the front line of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Although there were strong generals on Dazhou's side, they were defeated miserably.
The old man let out a long sigh.
Hengjiang City was the largest city in Omi in the Southern Dynasties.
The fall of this city meant that the northern army could no longer be restricted by the natural dangers of the Yangtze River, and could station troops across the river, and then march south.
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Zong moved the city.
It was the second major city in the Southern Dynasties more than a thousand miles away from Hengjiang City, and it was also an important hub for military and commercial affairs.
at this time,
This city is somewhat chaotic and solemn.
The sound of patrols and the noise of the collision of scales were heard from time to time, making it difficult for people to fall asleep peacefully.
Just lie down for a while and you can hear the sound of horse hooves coming from a distance, as dense as drum beats.
And if you walk on the streets for a short while, you will hear many people sighing and sighing, and your mood will become depressed because of it.
Maybe the situation wasn't that bad, but Hengjiang City's defeat obviously really affected the people's hearts.
However, the personal visit of the Great Zhou Emperor inspired the people's hearts.
Otherwise, it might have been a complete failure.
at this time…
The palace, the study room in the side hall.
Lu Miaomiao wore a bear-eared cloak and added some oil to the green lantern.
The flames jumped, casting a figure and a shadow of a bear on the wall, flickering brightly and dimly.
"Uncle..."
Lu Miaomiao ran behind Xia Ji and grabbed more and more white hairs in his black hair with her hands, but did not count them.
Xia Ji said: "There are more white hairs, right?"
Lu Miaomiao said: "No, no, it's a lot missing."
Xia Ji said: "Miaoyu, why don't you go to the south by yourself or go back to the family? The enemies in the north are much stronger than imagined. If they really take action, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you. Although the uncle has some abilities, he is not Not invincible in the world."
Lu Miaomiao said: "Are you driving me away? Do you still think I'm useless?"
Xia Jiqi said: "Don't you like to play outside? There is nothing interesting here."
Lu Miaomiao said: "I am not a child anymore, I am nineteen years old."
She really couldn't bear to part with this uncle.
Over the years, I have really developed feelings.
If there were others around the uncle, she might have left, but now that the uncle was alone, how could she abandon him
Xia Ji stopped trying to persuade him. He continued to look at the book in front of him. Only if he kept reading, kept absorbing the skill beads, and then integrated these skill beads with great understanding, would he become stronger and stronger.
Hundreds of rivers return to the sea, and finally they come because there is living water in this river.
If you are complacent, you will stop moving forward.
No matter how the world changes, as long as you continue to become stronger as quickly as possible, that will be enough.
Therefore, although he was stationed in this moving city with the army, the books from Jinghu Study Room were transported with the army in dozens of carts.
Wherever he goes, the book goes.
Xia Ji looked at the book, thinking deeply from time to time, murmuring words from time to time, and from time to time he raised his pen to write, as if adding some comments, and then turned to the next page.
Lu Miaomiao went over to read it, and saw that the writing in the book was obscure. After just one glance, she determined that "this is a book that will make people sleepy." Maybe she could ask her uncle to borrow two books to read when she had insomnia.
Suddenly, the candle flickered without warning.
Xia Ji shook his head, "Miaoyu, come with me, there are assassins."
Lu Miaomiao said "Oh" and followed Xia Ji away.
In the distance, in the light.
The palace guards were patrolling carefully.
In the palace lived Ji Xuan, the current "Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty", and Feng Nanbei, the "Emperor's Master".
The war between north and south,
The general, the hidden king, the national division, and the capital Wen competed with the north from different levels.
However, the Imperial Master is always at the Emperor's side, first for teaching and second for protection.
Although the emperor's master was present, these guards were extremely careful.
As for those careless soldiers, they would have died long ago.
The assassins in the North have strange abilities. Even ordinary soldiers may suddenly outlast one hundred and erupt with power that far exceeds that of soldiers. What about assassins
At this time, a group of patrolling guards were passing by the north gate holding swords. They just arrived at the corner.
Before he could react, he saw some dark shadows quickly emerging from the shadows in the blind spot of the light.
Those black shadows were very secretive and came unexpectedly.
The moment it appeared, the cold light also appeared.
The luster flashed, and the dagger was stabbed directly into the foreheads of the guards, so as not to dirty the uniforms of the guards. After all, they would have to wear these uniforms later and lurk deeper to carry out poisoning and other tasks.
However, they were never able to take action.
Because a gust of wind came from a distance and directly blew the assassins away from their place.
The assassins couldn't even control their bodies and staggered a few steps further before stopping.
The assassins knew that a master was coming, so they didn't wait long and pierced into the shadow with a fierce thrust.
But that gust of wind struck again, and this time it sucked the assassins directly out of the shadows and landed where the light shined. There were seven of them in total.
The seven people wanted to move again, but they felt a terrifying power coming from a distance and covering the place, making them feel like defenseless children being stared at by wild beasts and not daring to move.
The guards walked around in front of the gate of hell, and finally realized what they were doing. They each grabbed a torch and a sword in their hands, and hurriedly surrounded the seven assassins.
At the same time, a guard shouted: "Here comes an assassin!!"
More and more guards rushed over, surrounding the seven assassins on three levels inside and three outside.
The assassins obviously accepted their defeat. They looked into the distance, but they couldn't see anything clearly, let alone who made the move.
Suddenly, the leader of the assassin shouted: "But the Great Zhou Emperor?!"
No one responded.
The assassin shouted: "Only by uniting the north and the south can we fight against the robbery demon. Our lord is wise and has six million troops. If the emperor has a benevolent heart, why not promote unification?"
Still no one responded.
The seven assassins have obviously awakened the bloodline that allows them to get close to the shadows. Without the shadows, they are only slightly stronger than the guards, but not much stronger. Moreover, when there are many people, the speed of attack is no longer important.
Many guards quickly clashed with the seven assassins and killed them one by one.
far away,
Xia Ji had already waved his sleeves and left. He had already dealt with too many such assassinations.
Lu Miaomiao followed him.
The two returned to the study room in the side hall, and Lu Miaomiao yawned.
Xia Ji said: "Go to sleep."
Lu Miaomiao: "Uncle, please don't stay up late. You are already forty years old."
Although he is forty, this imperial master has not yet broken through the eleventh realm, nor has he awakened any bloodline. Even though the Lu family sent him fire and helped him in various ways, he still could not awaken.
If you cannot awaken your bloodline, you will not be able to break through the eleventh realm, let alone enter the peak of the eleventh realm, and break away from the mortal wheel of life.
In other words, the uncle's lifespan is still over a hundred years old.
Forty is really not young anymore.
Xia Ji said: "I'll go to bed soon."
"What a naughty uncle." Lu Miaomiao had no choice but to run over and go to sleep.
Xia Jiji was sitting in the study.
slowly,
The books I have read pile up into mountains and fall into shadows.
He thought for a moment, took out a blank scroll, thought about it carefully, and wrote four big characters on the scroll "Confucianism and Taoism in the World".
Confucianism and Taoism are the methods of governing the world and the method of using military force.
What he has learned now is overwhelming, including over ten thousand Confucian methods. At this time, he felt something in his heart, and decided to create a third method and spread it to the world.
In this world, the strongest point of Confucianism and Taoism is the use of military force.
Therefore, this "Confucianism and Taoism in the World" is biased towards the use of military force.
But after he finished writing these four words, he seemed very dissatisfied, so he added four more words at the end: The benevolent are invincible.
The sound of guards changing shifts was heard in the distance.
He wrote for a while and then opened the door to look. The bright moon had passed its zenith and it was already early morning.
The sky is as cold as water at night, and the falling light is white hair three thousand feet high.
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Spring passes and autumn comes.
The forces in the Southern Dynasty were actually not weak, they were just confused at first.
The great general of the Shen family, the Zhou family's national advisor, the Wu family's Yinjun, and the Lu family's chief minister quickly brought the situation into balance.
Both sides, soldiers against soldiers, against generals.
On both sides of Zongdong City and Hengjiang City, the troops were divided into countless roads and cities, and the attacks continued.
The aristocratic family also reacted. After being shocked, they sent people to the north to capture Lu Xian directly.
But they soon discover something is wrong...
Because their people couldn't even get close to Lu Xian.
It has been more than twenty years since the fire disaster began.
It has been nearly ten years since the "Wan Dharma Scroll" came out.
And the changes these two things bring about are earth-shaking.
This is a huge trend, rolling in from the north. Although the aristocratic family has magical weapons, they can no longer interfere too much.
So, the Lu family wanted to question the Confucian Eight Wonders teacher again, why he tried so hard to help Lu Xian.
But they failed again. The old man was hiding in a military camp with a million soldiers, and had eight disciples to help him. It was impossible for any dead spies to sneak into the Chinese army.
No one from the aristocratic family can even be seen.
At this time, the family finally thought of asking their ancestor for help.
But ancestor...
no respond.
The family became a little panicked.
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Xia Ji didn't panic at all.
At this time, he was sitting steadily in the carriage.
The carriages formed a convoy, surrounded by soldiers, and headed for Xiaowan City, three hundred miles north of Zongdong City.
Naturally, Ji Xuan was sitting in the carriage headed by him.
Ji Xuan decided to go to the frontline city to reward the three armies before the deep winter came.
The sound of wheels and the bumpy feeling make people sleepy on this autumn afternoon.
Lu Miaomiao had already leaned over, lying on the leather chair in a rather casual posture.
Xia Ji covered her with a thin blanket. After all, the wind that came in through the window was already very cold.
The cold wind blows, and the dead grass that comes into view is like a yellow ocean, turning into waves with the rustling west wind, rushing endlessly.
Suddenly, the wind changed a little.
It seemed to be frozen.
The cold personal general next to Ji Xuan suddenly changed his expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a vigilant look.
"What's wrong, Ding Cheng?" Ji Xuan's voice came from the carriage.
"Lord, something is wrong."
Ji Xuan said in a deep voice: "I trust you."
"Thank you, Lord."
Ding Cheng let go of his spiritual consciousness and scanned the surroundings. This summer, he had used abundant resources, the power of his own bloodline, and the "Image of the World" to break through to the eleventh realm and condensed his own Dharma Body.
Although he said nothing now, he felt a sense of pride that he had replaced the emperor's master and became the first strong shield beside the emperor of Zhou Dynasty.
After all, the Imperial Master has not yet broken through the eleventh realm, but he already has a Dharmakaya.
Once he had the Dharma body, he felt the power of the Dharma body contained in this skin.
He hasn't had a chance to show it yet, and maybe today is the time.
Whoosh! !
Suddenly, the weather suddenly changed.
This change caused the west wind to turn into the east wind.
The wind blew the dry yellow grass, completely turning it in the opposite direction and swaying wildly.
This strange sight immediately made the accompanying soldiers scream in surprise.
The sound of shields being raised and swords being drawn is endless.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Ding Cheng was as still as a stone sculpture. Two seconds later, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.
"East side!!"
He shouted loudly and dismounted suddenly.
Pointing his toes to the ground, he stirred up rolling waves of air on the ground, and his figure flew more than twenty feet between the lightning and flints.
As he raised his hand, the surging blood hit the dam like a flood. The sound of the blood hitting the skin affected the people around him, causing their heartbeats to move accordingly.
The weaker ordinary soldiers couldn't help but feel their blood speed up, their faces turn red, and they felt a little dizzy and irritable in their hearts.
The eleventh realm has already entered the door to a higher level of life.
In mid-air, Ding Cheng's figure had begun to change, breaking free from the constraints of his original skin and becoming a giant of more than ten meters tall, three to four feet tall.
The giant's hair was disheveled and he punched suddenly.
A punch was blasted towards the east.
The air suddenly exploded.
And obviously, there is also a Dharmakaya level force coming from the east.
The two forces met in mid-air, sending out powerful energy waves, stimulating thunder in the clear sky.
Ding Cheng felt the energy and blood boiling in his belly. The opponent was not weak.
As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I saw a flash of dazzling light, and then it came from the east again.
The brilliance arrived in an instant, but it was not shot at him, but at the carriage at the front of the motorcade, where the Emperor of Zhou was.
"Hmph!" Ding Cheng shouted violently, punched again, and a wave of air suddenly came out,
But...he couldn't touch the dazzling light.
"No!!"
Ding Cheng roared, but was powerless.