It requires qualifications, strong Qi and blood, and orderly inheritance to enter the threshold of cultivation.
For example, Yang Xuan was introduced to his cultivation by Yang Lue.
Before he was ten years old, his life was good and his food was not particularly bad. Yang Lue gave him a small meal every now and then, so he had plenty of energy and blood.
Life became difficult after he was ten years old, but he went into the mountains to hunt, and the meat of animals continued to nourish his blood.
He, as well as the old thief, Wang Laoer and others, are amateurs in their cultivation.
What is professionalism?
Doing nothing all day long and practicing full-time is called professionalism.
Also called a monk.
Those who can become monks naturally have good qualifications, coupled with top-notch skills and powerful masters, they are naturally one step ahead.
While others are studying and doing things, they are cultivating; while others are playing with women and drinking, they are cultivating...
Others practice for one hour, but they practice for seven or eight hours.
The qualifications are stronger than you, the skills are stronger than you, the master is stronger than your master, and the training time is seven or eight times longer than yours...
Facing such an opponent, how good do you think you are?
10%?
Pooh!
So after discovering that Zhang and Yue were monks, Yang Xuan felt that he might not be able to pass today's test.
But who would have thought that after rushing into the village, a group of big men would appear and respectfully call them husband.
The sincerity in his expression was touching.
The key is, Yang Xuan swore he saw tears in the eyes of these big men.
This acting... If it's okay for one or two people, and dozens of big men have tears in their eyes, it's not a matter of acting.
That is to say.
This group of people has something to do with me!
And they even knelt down.
"You are..."
Yang Xuan avoided a little and gave the front to these big men.
And Zhang Yue showed a solemn expression for the first time.
"Such a strong blood, is this a fierce soldier in the army?"
Lin Feibao stood up and said, "We have been ordered to wait for your husband for many years. Today we learned that your husband is in danger, and we came to rescue him."
That cheap daddy’s man!
Yang Xuan's heart moved, "Those two are monks."
Lin Feibao turned his eyes, stared at Zhang Yue, and said in an understatement:
"It's just a chicken and a dog, sir, don't worry!"
Zhang Yue and Zhang Yue had already stopped, and Fan Ji whispered: "Fifth Senior Brother, this group of people seems to have strong auras, most of them are from the military, but who did they alarm?"
"Are you worried about being killed by the army?"
"There is no need for an army. A hundred cavalry appear, supplemented by powerful crossbows, and you and I can only run. It's not that we are invincible, but that we can't kill them all, and there is a greater possibility of being injured. Once there is anyone left alive, the army surrounds the Yanshou Palace.
It’s going to be troublesome.”
Zhang Yue looked at Lin Feibao and others, "Fifty-one people, all of them are strong and vigorous people. It seems that they are not planning to escape. You and I will separate later and cover them from left to right."
"It's easy to say!" Fan Ji whispered: "Fifth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother asked us to take action today. This person is probably Yang's enemy."
"He mentioned Yang's name before, which shows that there has been some grudge between the two parties recently."
"This man is the governor of a state. He is so young, and his skills and family background are indispensable. Fifth senior brother, if we can't kill him, if we turn around, Yanshou Palace will be implicated."
"No need to worry, Yang will solve such matters." Zhang Yue took a deep breath, "Actually... we can also run!"
Lin Feibao took a step forward and said, "Surround!"
Dozens of big men were divided into left and right groups, carrying iron bars and started running wildly.
That speed...
The old thief was stunned, "This... this is faster than a galloping horse."
These big men's steps were heavy, but their speed was getting faster and faster.
Wang Laoer suddenly felt panicked, "Tu Gong, what are they capable of?"
Tu Chang shook his head, "I don't know, I think it's a superior method."
He looked at Yang Xuan's back, "These people knelt down and called Lang Jun, but obviously Lang Jun didn't recognize them."
Who are these people?
Tu Shang was puzzled.
The old thief gradually regained his composure.
"Calm down!"
This was the first time he expressed his superiority to Tu Chang, "Tu Gong, calm down!"
"I am very calm!"
Tu Shang was cut off earlier, and if Yang Xuan hadn't pulled him out, he would have been killed by the sword.
This is the most powerful enemy he has ever encountered in his life, and he still cannot calm down at this moment.
"Brother, you can't leave." Fan Ji's face turned cold, "These people are not just tough soldiers."
Zhang Yue sighed, "You still don't understand now? These people are so powerful, their steps are heavy, but they are as fast as galloping horses. They are the best candidates to rush into the battle, and they are also the best candidates to protect them. These people are
How did you show up in Chang'an?"
Fan Ji looked around, "What should we do?"
Zhang Yue said: "Try?"
Fan Ji nodded, "Okay! Maybe they are just showing off."
Zhang Yue nodded, "Brother, I will raid the formation for you."
"good!"
Fan Ji took a deep breath.
His figure moved so suddenly.
In the eyes of others, he just moved.
But in an instant, he appeared in front of Lin Feibao.
The long sword waved in the air.
Before the sword arrived, a burst of inner energy came from the air.
laugh!
The sound broke through the air sharply.
Breathtaking.
Lin Feibao easily raised the iron rod and slashed forward.
The long sword tried to avoid it, but the iron rod changed direction several times in the air.
Finally we met.
puff!
A muffled roar like thunder came.
Fan Ji felt a huge force pouring into his body from the long sword. He couldn't help but let go of his hand and his body flew out.
The rules of Yanshou Palace.
Sword, don't throw it away!
puff!
After a mouthful of blood spurted out, Fan Ji felt his body relax and said with a smile: "What a sharp stick technique."
Lin Feibao no longer looked at him, but looked at Zhang Yue, "Send your name!"
Fan Ji sneered, "Why, you want to settle the score afterwards? I'm afraid you can't do it, hey!"
He clutched his chest and felt that something was inside his body, ready to move.
The old thief muttered, "Looking at the amazing power of this stick, he only spit out a mouthful of blood?"
Wang Laoer said: "Maybe he vomited after drinking too much."
Two mallets are playing nonsense.
Tu Shang said solemnly: "He just struck casually."
"So I underestimate the enemy!" Facing this group of tough men, the old thief had the same sense of crisis as Wang Laoer.
Tu Shang shook his head, "Let's see, I think it's not that simple."
Fan Ji rubbed his chest and said, "How about we let this go for today? From now on, you and I... the road will be facing the sky, each going to one side. I swear here to stay away from Yang Xuan from now on. If you break this oath, your soul will be destroyed."
Zhang Yue looked at Yang Xuan, "Junior brother, there is no need to panic, the worst thing is that it will stick out!"
Fan Ji nodded, "Okay!"
Lin Feibao asked: "Is it almost done?"
"What?"
Fan Ji asked.
"I said..." Lin Feibao looked at him, "That stick earlier could have killed you with one blow, but you decisively removed the force, so the inner breath slowed down a bit. However, it is time to attack now."
Before he finished speaking, Fan Ji felt something rising in his chest and abdomen.
Then, the thing began to spread around the body, running rampant.
He opened his mouth.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
There were bits and pieces flying in the air.
Those are fragments of internal organs.
Lin Feibao looked at Zhang Yue and said, "Send your name!"
Old thief: "..."
Wang Laoer: "Slaughter the Duke."
Tu Shang said, "Don't ask me!"
He was also confused.
In this small group, he is by far the one with the highest force value.
He also prides himself on being the patron of this small group.
But now.
This idea, it collapsed!
If this big man hits me with a stick, can I block it?
Tu Shang thought he could block it.
Two clicks. Gu Di
Three times...
Afterwards, there is a high probability that he will be captured without mercy or beaten to death with a stick.
Such a character!
Be famous all over the world!
Why does it appear here?
Why is such a person so respectful to Mr. Lang?
Thinking of his guesses about Yang Xuan, Tu Chang blushed, as if he was drunk.
Things that I thought were dangerous in the past don't seem so scary now.
For example, this gentleman’s ambition!
Fan Ji staggered back, his face blood red, "Master..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the last breath left him.
He slowly knelt down and reached out to Zhang Yue for help.
Zhang Yue glanced at him and said, "Junior brother, have a good trip."
Two lines of tears fell down.
Fan Ji sighed, "Wrong..."
He fell face down and fell heavily.
The monk had a strong body, and even after he died, his body was still twitching.
A big bird fell down stupidly and landed on the back of Fan Ji's head. He was about to take a bite to see if the food was delicious.
Zhang Yue gently swung his sword.
With a snap, the big bird fell down, spread its legs, and its feathers exploded, flying everywhere.
The old thief trembled and said, "Lang Jun, are they... the ones left behind?"
Yang Xuanmuran.
He doesn't know either.
But judging from the actions of the big men kneeling down and the tears in their eyes, it seems that they are inseparable.
Facing two monks before, they could only run for their lives in embarrassment.
But as soon as Lin Feibao and others came out... this damn girl actually beat one of them to death with just one stick.
What level is this?
The key is, that old man left such a good hand, why didn't he use it himself?
Yang Xuan was puzzled.
That night, the filial piety to the emperor led Yi Niang to take him away in a basket, and what followed was a long bloody night.
Where were these big men at that time?
After all, he protected the filial emperor and fought his way out of Chang'an City!
But this idea is just a thought. Now that Yang Xuan has seen more, he knows that there are many loopholes.
At that time, the guards in Chang'an were not watchdogs. Once an attack broke out and the army surrounded them, who could escape?
So, why not fight back... Damn it, Emperor Xuande and Emperor Wu wanted to kill him, so why didn't he just struggle?
Yang Xuan was full of doubts, but he didn't know who to look for to answer them.
Yang Lue did not know the existence of these people, Yang Xuan could be sure of this, otherwise he would not be allowed to struggle alone in northern Xinjiang, and he would have to get a few big men to protect him first.
So, how did they discover my existence, and how did they suddenly appear when they encountered a crisis?
Yang Xuan felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him.
But it's not malicious at least.
Over there, Zhang Yue stroked his beard and smiled, "I won't say my name. I just want to ask Yang Shijun. I did not cause any harm to Yang Shijun today. It is said that it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. I want Yang Shijun to do this.
A great talent will naturally know this truth..."
Yang Xuan thought to himself that since these people were kneeling against him, I would try their attitude first.
He asked Zhang Yue: "Do I have any grudge against you and others?"
When Yang Xuan spoke, Lin Feibao bowed slightly, as if he were a servant.
The old thief took a breath and said, "It must be."
Such a good person can find a place to take refuge at will, and I guarantee that the owner of the family will be polite to him.
But Lin Feibao's attitude towards Yang Xuan was like a servant towards his master.
Damn it!
If it's not the one who stayed, I'll put my eyes on it... No, I won't marry my wife in this life!
Lin Feibao suddenly turned around and glanced at the old thief.
grass!
This man's five senses are actually so sharp.
With people like this around, my status with my husband will decline... It can be said that it is just around the corner.
But when he thought about his ability as a thief, his self-confidence suddenly increased.
It's like the changes in the stock curve in another world, up...and down.
Lin Feibao glanced at Tu Chang, "A monk is a monk, and a fierce general is a fierce general. You use battle formation marksmanship. If you go to the battlefield, you can fight side by side with me!"
Tu Shang cupped his hands and said, "Tu Shang!"
Lin Feibao raised his hand and said, "Lin Feibao!"
Yang Xuan somewhat understood that the battle formation was a battle formation, and the monks were monks. Once in the battle formation, Tu Shang was like a fish in water, but the monks were not as good as him.
Wang Laoer forgot his worries and said, "Old thief, do you think he could kill that guy with one stick?"
"I don't know, I have to try it!"
Zhang Yue held the long sword and said: "I came from a foreign country, and there are as many masters as stars in my sect. If the two sides get into trouble...these big men are all good men. Yang Shijun will be heartbroken if he loses one of them. In this case, why not
What about giving up?"
"Finished?" Yang Xuan asked.
Zhang Yuexiao said in a fairy-like manner, "What do Yang Shijun think?"
Yang Xuan said: "It is not uncommon to use my friend's servant to lead me here. But the servant knew my identity, but dared to lead the way. It can be seen that it is not just as simple as bribery, but it could be early.
Just put in the internal support. There are only a handful of people in Chang'an who can do this and have this kind of thinking."
"Then, would you like to tell me who drove you to ambush me?"
Zhang Yue smiled bitterly, "You said it all."
"Say!" Yang Xuan shouted suddenly.
Zhang Yue sighed, "It's the Yang family."
"who?"
"Yang Hui."
"Where?"
"Yanshou Palace, my sixth junior brother."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, "Can someone from the Yang family come forward?"
If you become a monk and become a monk, you will no longer be a human being in the mortal world.
My relatives and friends in the past, I'm sorry, nothing will happen in the future...don't come looking for me if anything happens.
You ask what we are going to do... to find the great road!
From now on, we will say goodbye to the world of mortals.
The road faces the sky, everyone goes to one side.
Zhang Yue shook his head.
"Old guy, you are indeed cunning."
The Yang family has countless good players, but Yang Songcheng refuses to use them because he does not want to intensify the conflict.
Everyone is at odds with each other, what will happen to Mr. Zhou?
What will happen to the emperor!
What will happen to Northern Xinjiang?
Yang Songcheng needs to think about it.
As for the reactions of all parties after Yang Xuan died...
Many times, when people are there, friendship is there.
When the person is gone, the friendship becomes like duckweed and disappears in a wave.
Don't overestimate your position in the hearts of others. This is something Yang Xuan learned long ago.
"Then, what use are you to me?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.
Zhang Yue straightened his clothes and held his hands solemnly.
"I am willing to serve you!"
Yang Xuan waved his hand.
Looking at Lin Feibao.
"Kill him!"
Lin Feibao shouted: "Lang Junling, kill him!"
A big man flew forward fiercely and struck with an iron rod in the air.
"You have something to say!"
Zhang Yue shouted: "I am willing to be a slave!"
Boom!
He blocked the stick.
The second big man flew over.
Boom!
Zhang Yue took a step back.
Boom!
As if they were being judged, each big man flashed past Yang Xuan, then pounced on him and gave him a hard blow with a stick!
puff!
Zhang Yue spurted several mouthfuls of blood, stumbled back, and stretched out his hand towards Yang Xuan.
"Shijun Yang... spare your life!"
puff!
An iron rod was thrust into his chest and then pulled out.
The big men turned around and lined up.
Yang Xuan asked: "Who are you waiting for?"
Zhang Yue knelt down, covering the hole in his chest, and saw the big men finishing their formation.