In Xifeng City, Qin Dong rented a relatively clean courtyard. If it were him, there would be no need for such trouble, but with Long Ye as a burden, everything would be different.
Speaking of Longye's situation, Qin Dong really felt a little troubled. The trauma Long Ye suffered was not physical, but psychological.
No matter how serious the physical trauma was, Qin Dong was confident that he could be cured. However, Qin Dong was helpless with the psychological damage.
Seeing Long Ye lying on the ground like a dog eating the food he gave him, no matter how he corrected it, it was all useless, Qin Dong began to feel annoyed with Wu Anbang. Killing people without giving a nod, Wu Anbang's destruction of Longye in this way was really a bit excessive. [
After eating, Long Ye crawled to a corner and huddled up against the wall. A pair of eyes that look hollow and lifeless, which makes people feel very sad.
Qin Dong could completely imagine how heartbroken Long Lianping would be if Long Ye was sent back like this. He secretly made up his mind, since he saved Long Ye from Wu Anbang's hands, he must save others to the end.
"Come here!" Qin Dong waved to Long Ye.
Long Ye's expression immediately became tense, and his eyes were involuntarily filled with fear. His body was trembling, as if he were naked in the ice field.
Qin Dong smiled bitterly, stood up and walked to him. He stretched out a hand to remove a piece of straw stuck to Long Ye's head. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand halfway, Long Ye started whining like a dog and pushed his body backward again. Shrinking, trying his best to avoid Qin Dong's hand.
"What a sin!" Qin Dong sighed and took his hand back.
After pondering for a moment, he said, "Okay! Since you have fallen into my hands, Qin Dong, I can't ignore you. Even if you are a blessing in disguise, I just hope that you can change your ways and be a good person in the future."
After saying that, Qin Dong suddenly stood up and looked into Long Ye's eyes. Two frightening purple lights suddenly shot out and penetrated deeply into Long Ye's eyes.
Long Ye shuddered several times, and his expression gradually became serious.
"You have to memorize this 'Three-Word Cultivation Scripture' in your mind word by word. Recite it once every morning, noon and evening, and don't slack off!" Qin Dong's voice was full of magical power. It didn't need to go through Long Ye's ears, but was directly imprinted on Long Ye's mind, forming an obsession that he couldn't help but obey.
This 'Three-Word Cultivation Scripture' is an extremely superior method. It is specially used to cultivate people's spiritual power and mind power. Long Ye became what he is now because Wu Anbang caused great damage to his spirit and made him lose himself. Qin Dong taught him the 'Three-Year God-Cultivation Manual' simply because he hoped that he could use the magic of this method to rebuild his spirit.
After planting an obsession in Long Ye's mind, Qin Dong engraved the scriptures of the 'Three-Word Cultivation Scripture' into Long Ye's sea of consciousness. In this case, as soon as the obsession is activated, the scriptures will automatically appear in Long Ye's mind.
When all this was done, Long Ye had already fallen asleep. Looking at Long Ye sleeping peacefully, Qin Dong felt a little uneasy in his heart. This three-word spiritual cultivation scripture is extremely powerful. If you practice it properly, Longye will probably break through the shackles of his innate nature and become a monk. With the power of a monk, if Long Ye continues to do evil, the destructive power will undoubtedly be expanded a hundred or a thousand times.
However, now that he has made a choice and taken action, it is useless even if Qin Dong is not at ease. Now he only places his hope on the old saying - in the beginning, people's "nature" is inherently good.
For so many days, Xifeng City spent a rare peaceful and quiet night. The Feitian Kingdom's army retreated ninety miles, allowing the people of Xifeng City to finally get a good night's sleep.
The bright sunshine once again shines on this ancient frontier city that has gone through wind, rain, and fighting. It seems that all the haze has been completely dispelled with the arrival of the sunshine. The mood of the pedestrians on the road seems to be particularly relaxed and bright.
The residence of the King of Northern Xinjiang.
Long De and Long Lianping had breakfast together.
Looking at his precious daughter sitting opposite, the soft sunlight shrouding her, Long De felt that this was the most beautiful thing in the world. With a smile on his face, the snack that reached his mouth was suspended in mid-air, unable to reach his mouth. [
Long Lianping burst into laughter, "Dad, what are you looking at? Eating."
Long De nodded hurriedly, and while eating, he asked, "Ping'er, how long has it been since you had breakfast with your father?"
Long Lianping said obediently, "I will have breakfast with dad every day from now on, okay?"
"Nonsense. You are a girl and you will always get married. How can you stay with your father forever?"
"Marry?" Long Lianping's heart felt pain for no reason. Qin Dong's shadow vaguely appeared in front of her eyes. Her face, which was originally as bright as the morning light, instantly became filled with sadness and depression.
Noticing the change in his precious daughter's expression, the King of Beijiang felt his heart tighten. He was about to say a few words of relief when he saw Leng Qianqiu walking over in a hurry.
"Military advisor? You're here just in time. Let's have breakfast together." The King of Northern Xinjiang greeted warmly.
Long Lianping also temporarily concealed the melancholy and sadness on her face. Leng Qianqiu was a frequent visitor to the palace, and he was not polite to the King of Northern Xinjiang and sat down immediately.
"My lord, do you know that just last night, Ding Xuan was crippled!" Leng Qianqiu dropped this explosive news as soon as he sat down.
"Which Ding Xuan?" The King of Northern Xinjiang seemed to be in disbelief and was stunned for a moment.
Leng Qianqiu laughed and said, "My lord, you are so interesting. Of course it is Ding Xuan, the first disciple who is the king and hegemon in Xifeng City and follows the ancient path to the present."
"What? He was crippled? Who in Xifeng City has such courage?" the King of Northern Xinjiang asked, but his eyes were full of excitement and joy. Obviously, Ding Xuan is not welcome here either.
"It's a young man named Qin Dong. I'm sending someone to investigate, but he may not be from our Xifeng City." Leng Qianqiu took a bite of the scallion pancake and squinted his eyes to enjoy the taste while answering.
"I think so. If you were from Xifeng City, you wouldn't have the guts! Military advisor, you must find this young man named Qin Dong as soon as possible and protect him. If he falls into the hands of Gu Daojin, you will only I’m afraid I have to die.”
Leng Qianqiu smiled and said, "Heroes think alike, and I have already done so."
"Dad, you and Grandpa Leng talk first. I want to go out for a walk today." Long Lianping pushed the bowl and chopsticks and said.
The King of Northern Xinjiang nodded and said, "After going through so many things, it is indeed time to go out and relax. However, although the Feitian Kingdom army has retreated ninety miles, there are still their spies around. For safety reasons, you should take a few more people with you." "
Having experienced being captured once, Long Lianping certainly didn't want to experience it a second time. What's more, no one will fight to save her this time. He nodded and agreed to the Northern Xinjiang King's proposal.
Not long after Long Lianping left, someone knocked loudly on the door of the Northern Xinjiang Prince's residence.
As soon as Long De put down his chopsticks, he snorted coldly and said, "Except for Gu Daojin, there will be no one in the entire Xifeng City who dares to knock on the door of my palace like this. Military advisor, let's go. I don't think I can eat this breakfast." ”
Leng Qianqiu hummed, took a tissue and wiped his mouth, then stood up after Long De.
The two of them turned around and arrived at the front hall of the palace. From a distance, you can see heads shaking, and there are white practice uniforms embroidered with ancient gold characters everywhere. Moreover, there was constant noise and noise, and people who didn’t know better thought that the Northern Xinjiang Prince’s Palace had been turned into a vegetable market. Long De's expression became increasingly unhappy. [
Surrounded by many disciples, an old man with a stout figure like Li Kui and a stern face, with messy golden hair and snow-white eyebrows, sat upright on the Taishi chair with a golden sword. From a distance, it looks like a majestic and immovable mountain with amazing momentum. Needless to say, this is Gu Daojin, the famous ancient and modern martial arts director in Xifeng City.
Next to Gu Daojin was a stretcher with Ding Xuan lying on it. At this time, his hands and feet were wrapped in thick bandages, which looked extremely funny.
"Hahaha... Isn't this the director of the ancient museum? I'm here today, do you have any advice?" Long De suppressed the anger in his heart and asked calmly.
Gu Daojin slapped the handrail, stood up, and glared at Long De fiercely with a stormy anger on his face. Gu Daojin's cultivation level is only at the middle level of Xiantian, but Long De is the real peak Xiantian, so naturally he will not be afraid of him. Facing Gu Daojin's anger that seemed to be consuming his life, his expression remained calm and calm, unmoved by it at all.
"Your Majesty, I am here today to seek justice from you, Your Majesty!" Seeing that his power could not suppress Long De at all, Gu Daojin could only snort bitterly and curl his lips.
"What kind of justice?" Long De raised his eyebrows, with a hint of impatience hidden in his words.
Gu Daojin was so angry that he naturally couldn't hear it. He pointed at Ding Xuan and shouted, "I don't think the prince doesn't know that I have only one disciple in Gu Daojin, and that is Ding Xuan. I place all my hopes on him." I have been with him, teaching him day and night, hoping that he can inherit my mantle and shine on my family in the future. But now it’s better, his hands and feet have been crippled by a human being, and he has completely become a useless person. If you don’t give me an explanation for this matter, Your Majesty, I will never give up!"
Long De glanced at him and leaned over to explore Ding Xuan's injuries. Seeing this, I couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Although Qin Dong's four finger strength only penetrated Ding Xuan's wrists and ankles, each finger strength was like a small grenade, exploding all the meridians on Ding Xuan's wrists and ankles. Crush. This means that Ding Xuan's injuries will never recover. As Gu Daojin said, Ding Xuan has completely become a useless person.