The first thousand one hundred and forty first chapters
"Your Excellency once said that hundreds of schools of thought all go their own way. If they are scattered and attacked, I am afraid there will be many troubles in the future."
"This was the reason why the Mohist giants were let go last time in the two counties of Longxi."
At Xueji's words, Yingge nodded, but he had to do this, and... they really had no reason to fight with them here, there was no need.
From the perspective of the Qin State, the deeds of the hundreds of families will be liquidated sooner or later. The reason why we are ignoring them now is because they still have a way to retreat. Your Majesty's plan is to complete all their efforts in one battle.
Or, even if they can't complete their work in one battle, they still have to deal a heavy blow with the power of hundreds of families at a critical moment. Sure enough, killing two people today and two days tomorrow will not make any sense to them.
On the contrary... as the right-hand assistants of the adults, there is no need for them.
"Those people are really annoying."
Yan Lingji felt that those people were just here to cause trouble for her.
This trip was not worthwhile, and I didn't get anything. It was a trip in vain. On the contrary, many troublesome people would appear in Jicheng next time.
"Well, there they are."
Suddenly, as soon as Yan Lingji finished speaking, Xue Ji on one side was filled with crystal clear light, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she pointed to the side in front of her with her beautiful hand, where there was a denser jungle hill.
This is also the area they will pass through next.
"Awesome spirit?"
"Could he be a Confucian?"
It's just... after the gods merged with heaven and earth, in addition to the weak auras that felt the vitality of heaven and earth, there was also a faint aura of domineering Confucian Haoran.
He is very weak, could it be Xun Kuang?
I heard from Sister Yan Ling before that during the fight for the Millennium Snow Lotus, the Confucian Xun Kuang appeared. He also broke into the mysterious gate and was very strong. He could hold the "Spring and Autumn" book with his own strength and resist the alliance between the farmers and the Mohists.
"Confucian people?"
Among the six people, Xue Ji has the highest cultivation level and can sense aura that they cannot sense. No one doubts it. Hearing this, Ying Ge couldn't help but be surprised.
In the previous fight for the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, after Xun Kuang arrived, the Farmers, the Mohists, and the Confucians did seem to have reached some kind of agreement. Could it be that the Confucians also wanted to get involved and prepare to surround and kill them.
"But there is a very strong Confucian aura, which is no less than mine."
A trace of dignity appeared on Xue Ji's delicate face.
The royal horse continued to move forward, and the aura was no weaker than his own.
And my current cultivation is comparable to half a step into the entrance. Could it be that the other party has stepped into the entrance?
"It's really Xun Kuang!"
Suddenly, everyone's expressions turned ugly. Xun Kuang's cultivation had been very strong in his previous fights against the farmers and the Mohists. If he took action, the consequences would be...
Within Confucianism, a top expert who is not inferior to Xue Ji appears here. After much thought, there is only one Confucian, Xun Kuang, who can hold the "Spring and Autumn" against the two majors.
Then, you can easily fight against them.
"If it's really Xun Kuang, then there's no need to ambush him, he can just show up to kill him and I'll wait for a while?"
The black and white light swooped down and fell on their respective horses. After taking a breath, Mo Ya was a little puzzled. Since he had absolutely suppressed them and had enough strength.
In this case, if it were him, why would he be so secretive? They were still living outside the Liaodong Great Wall with barbarians, and there was nothing to worry about.
"Is there something hidden inside?"
From this, we can only draw such a result.
"No need to think too much, we will find out later."
All these are just guesses, which will make you feel uneasy. No matter what you don’t understand, they will all be revealed later.
If it is Xun Kuang, no matter how much they think, it will be useless.
If it hadn't been for Xun Kuang, they would have known what was going on later.
The Xuan Gong in the body is working hard, and the spiritual sense covers the surrounding area, preparing for it. Perhaps this is also a disaster for them during their trip to Mount Buxian outside the Great Wall. I hope Haotian will let go.
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"It's you again!"
What is supposed to come will always come, and it is no different from what was expected before. It is just a little bit surprising. This is a place where mountains are crisscrossed and canyons are secluded.
After passing here, the terrain of the barbarians ahead will be much flatter, and then after walking for three days, you will return to Liaodong County of Yan State, where more people of the Xia Dynasty live.
And here, in the jungles on both sides of the canyon road, auras of different strengths and weaknesses spread, without any cover, without any omissions, front, rear, left and right.
Afterwards, figures gradually appeared in the eyes of the six Yan Lingji, ten, twenty, fifty, eighty, a hundred... and the number continued to increase.
"For more than ten years, Tianzong Xuanqingzi has violated the agreement of one hundred schools of thought."
"You have also fulfilled the duties of many minions. Today, there should be an end to this."
The tiger soul is powerful, the whole body is looming with mysterious light, the sword is glowing, and the body is dressed in linen and plain robes. The music is very resonant, and the sharp edge is exposed, and there is a hint of refreshment in his steps.
If his face were not covered by an eyepatch, he would look even more bold and bold. But now that he has a black eyepatch on his face, he looks a bit sinister.
If not the farmer Chi Youtang, who is Tian Hu?
He took the lead, followed by a group of farm disciples. From the jungle on the right, Situ Wanli of Siyue Hall held a bronze ax and walked out slowly with a smile. From the jungle on the left, a group of leaders from the Mohist family came out hand in hand.
"Tianzong has always shunned the world, how can we have an agreement to unite hundreds of families?"
The girl in green responded with a sword in hand, her silver hair moving in the wind. She looked at the hundreds of disciples in front of her, and the number was even increasing, and her beautiful appearance had not changed.
As a disciple of Tianzong, why have I never heard such remarks and why can't I find a better excuse?
"For hundreds of years, the two sects of Taoism, Heaven and Man, have often traveled in Shandong, discussing Taoism in various countries, and discussing Taoism in Jixia Academy. It has become the official school of Jixia in Qi State."
"If a hundred schools of thought were not integrated into one, how could there be such a situation as Taoism?"
Tian Hu was noncommittal and responded casually.
No matter what the reason is, in short... today's matter has been decided, and their ending has also come to an end.
"Dizawa Twenty-Four!"
Situ Wanli, on the other hand, did not talk nonsense like Tong Tian Hu. He raised the copper ax in his right hand, looked left and right, and issued an order in an instant.
At that time, more than a hundred disciples from the farmhouse returned to their respective positions and stood at the twenty-four key points of the formation where they practiced. Each of the six farmhouse halls had disciples practicing. Now they are one, so it is not difficult.
"Non-attack!"
Qin Zhao, the leader of the Mohist family, did not hesitate. Even though the Mohist family was not as powerful as the peasants, they still had to use their best strength at this moment. Immediately, Mohist disciples dressed in black and white held swords and practiced new formations.
This is what Lu Zhenlang, the Mohist giant, has recently realized. Compared with the combat power of a single person, it is integrated into the Tao of "Yi". Yin and Yang are not offensive, and the offensive power is not top-notch, but it is more than adequate for defense.
"snort!"
The matter is as it is, it is useless to say more, and it is useless to say more.
Yan Lingji jumped into the air, her whole body glowing with red light, contrasting with the scorching sun that had just risen in the sky. She pinched the seal with both hands, and flames appeared out of thin air.
When he raised his hands, the two flames on his hands were unified, and he raised his slender index finger. The flames were like balls, spinning on them, and he looked at the dense crowd of people below him.
He blew a breath of sweet fragrance into the fireball on his finger. In an instant, thousands of flame fragments were scattered throughout the void, the mysterious power in his body was running, and the soft light of fire was moving with all its strength.
Thousands of charming figures loomed in the depths of the flames, and were reflected in the nearly two hundred farmers who were roaring in front of them at this moment. Deep in the eyes of the Mohist disciples, the void shook in an instant.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Without any greeting, Ying Ge, Mo Crow, and Bai Feng all had their bodies like the wind, their hands flashing with cold light, and they rushed towards the hundreds of disciples who had been possessed by Yan Lingji who had used the Ultimate Fire Charm to Perfect the Dream Mind.
Wherever it passed, blood was scattered everywhere.
In an instant, dozens of people fell around.
"court death!"
Tian Hu was furious. He had been staring at the song of the birds for a long time. When he was fighting for the thousand-year snow lotus, he blinded one of his eyes. How dare he forget this hatred.
Holding the tiger soul in hand, he ignored the many dead peasant disciples and stepped into the air. A cold light fell down and struck directly at Ying Ge.
"Nine Yin Divine Claws!"
Holding a long sword in one hand, the other suddenly turned into a claw. The dexterous figure moved out of thin air. There was no way to avoid it. He directly faced it. With a blow, a crisp sound filled the air. The sharp claws passed in front of him, and they were as sharp as the wind.
bite!
The long sword in Ying Sing's hand was cut off abruptly, and the Nine Yin Divine Claws came forward to meet it, landing on the blade of Hu Po's sword. When it touched the vast force, both sides flew backwards.
"Damn you little bitch, today I want to see if your claws are stronger or if I am stronger."
Tian Hu was pushed back by the same force of counter-shock and landed on the ground. He looked at the little girl's sword being messed up by the battle and looked up to the sky with laughter. He looked at the little girl who turned her hands into claws at this moment.
He was very disdainful, and before he could finish his words, he stood up again and waved his sword.