The Lantern Festival is easy to cross. The spring breeze should be blowing on my face, but I don't know why it is the cold wind from the north.
After walking out of Sanqingmen Mountain Gate, Lin Yanli and his party went straight south to Jinling City.
Chuanling Prefecture is worthy of being the richest state in the hinterland of the Rouge Kingdom. From north to south, you can see many carriages on the official road, which can be regarded as a secular atmosphere that has been missing for a long time.
"It's snowing at this time, which is really rare in Chuanling." Lin Yanli sat on the carriage, resting her chin on her hands and looking out the window.
Snowflakes were flying outside, and the road was paved with a thick layer on both sides. It looked like it was covered with a layer of white gauze, which was really beautiful.
"This road is so long, a straight road with no end in sight."
Li Chang held a hand stove in his hand and sighed as he looked at the long avenue behind the carriage.
Lin Yanli raised the corners of her mouth when she heard this and turned around to look at Li Shang.
"Brother Li Shang, have you ever heard of 'After traveling thousands of miles, we finally arrive'?"
Li Shang shook his head. He didn't like reading, and his knowledge was limited to the level of literacy.
Lin Yanli reached out and took the heater from Li Shang's hand, rubbed it in her palms, and explained: "This is coming from a poor scholar. The sea of books is vast and the knowledge is endless. As long as you persevere and read the book thoroughly, even if you want to
The thing you want is far away, and you can finally reach the paradise in your heart."
"Later on, these words became more general. It was like traveling from Mutian City to Rouge Country. It was farther than thousands of miles away. But we took the Xianjia ferry, wandered for several months, suffered some hardships, and finally successfully arrived at Rouge Country. Those lonely children
, and finally it’s not a rootless duckweed.”
Li Chang nodded, indicating that he understood a little.
Lin Yanli looked at Li Shang's expression, and her eyebrows relaxed.
Li Chang seemed to have figured out the troubles in his heart, and his depressed face finally returned to its original look. This is also a happy thing.
Li Zhujiu rested her head on Lin Yanli's thigh, holding a dog's tail grass picked from the roadside in her mouth. She brushed the green hair on her forehead toward her ear and slowly sat up.
"Little Yanli, it seems like some fun is coming to your door!"
Lin Yanli glanced at the car window, raised her hand and patted Qin Kunyu's shoulder, and said calmly: "Kunyu and Li Shang are waiting in the car, there are guests!"
Qin Kunyu nodded, took out the long sword from his waist, and responded: "Do you need help?"
Li Zhujiu grabbed Lin Yanli's arm and rushed out of the carriage on tiptoe without saying a word.
"They are all hard-fought people from the Three Realms. They were probably invited by the abbot of Qin State."
The voice faded, and Li Zhujiu had already flown hundreds of meters away in the field. He threw Lin Yanli forward with all his strength and slashed at the black-clothed monk hiding in the woods with his sword.
Lin Yanli rolled his eyes in a circle, and his spiritual consciousness spread out to find the location of everyone in the forest. He handed over the innocent flying sword in his hand, and countless swimming fish floated out, like locusts crossing the border, sweeping away the branches and leaves where the monks were hiding.
"What a coincidence. I have just broken through the three realms and haven't found an opponent to hone my swordsmanship yet, so this is what happened to me!"
Li Zhujiu's face was filled with joy, and he held a beautiful sword flower in his long sword, forcing the other killers to retreat behind the bushes. With a flick of his wrist, the blade of the sword passed through, and blood mist splashed out in the forest.
Several figures were walking among each other in the forest. Li Zhujiu chased after the wind. Lin Yanli called out softly: "Be careful, don't fall into a trap!"
Unfortunately, Li Zhujiu walked too fast and didn't hear Lin Yanli's call. He chased her all the way and finally came to a dry land.
Landing, there were six figures in front of him.
Li Zhujiu grinned, the sword in his hand swayed with the breeze, and said with a smile: "You six are surrounded by me."
There were six figures, including men and women. Among them, a young Taoist priest holding a fly whisk said with some horror in his eyes: "Three Realms! The information is wrong!"
A female sword cultivator in a white dress looked at the sword in Li Zhujiu's hand, her face darkened, "A sword cultivator from the Third Realm, the sword intention is very terrifying!"
The only old man with a white beard among the six people, his upper body was naked, and his whole body was knotted with blue veins, showing his strong body. He walked forward slowly and said loudly: "We are enshrined in the palace, and we have been ordered to collect your heads and hand them over to you."
In front of the emperor, please quickly tie up your hands and beg for mercy, so as not to suffer more physical pain."
"Oh, I said the six of you are surrounded by me. Could it be that you don't understand what I'm saying?"
Li Zhujiu raised his lips slightly and smiled brightly.
"Hmph, you are extremely arrogant, so what if you are a swordsman? It's not like we don't have any here, six against one, the advantage is mine!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young Taoist who was holding a fly whisk swung the fly whisk, and countless white beards floated up, and the knotted hair became a big net, which was wrapped around Li Zhujiu.
Li Zhujiu cut off the fly whisk with a sword, and said with some confusion: "Earlier, Xiao Yanli said there were seven of you, why are there only six here?"
"Oh, I know, there is another one who went to find Xiaoyan." Li Zhujiu suddenly realized, "Then he will be miserable!"
The white-bearded old man spread his arms, his muscles bulged, and he had a mountainous aura.
Li Zhujiu held a long sword in his hand, and he was like a meteor falling to the ground, galloping forward with a fierce power!
"Zheng!" A sword struck the white-bearded old man's arm, and it made a clanging sound. The white-bearded old man did not move at all.
At the same time, Li Zhujiu stepped on the breeze with his right foot, leaped up with the force, rotated his body, and slashed the female cultivator's chest with his sword. The light of the sword flashed away, and when he pulled it out again, blood spurted out from the chest of the woman.
And out.
Destroying a spiritual treasure and injuring another person in just one encounter, this female swordsman is a bit outrageous!
"Be careful, this female nun is unusual."
The chest of the female swordsman in white was soaked with blood. She locked the sword mark on her chest with the majestic true energy in her body and quickly swallowed a pill.
Lin Yanli's sword was stained with blood. He raised his hand and waved it gently to spread the blood on the sword. Then he raised the sword and said with a smile: "Are you ready to lie down?"
On the other side, Lin Yanli was walking dully in the mountains and forests. Ever since Li Zhujiu broke through the three realms, she couldn't keep up with Li Zhujiu's movements.
"Hey, it makes me feel itchy and I want to break through, but I can't break through now!"
Lin Yanli rubbed his face, climbed up a cliff, and came face to face with a long and narrow black blade.
Lin Yanli entwined the sword light with his fingertips, blocked the black blade, rolled sideways and distanced himself, narrowed his eyes and said, "I was wondering why there are only six figures. It turns out there is another one hiding here and planning to sneak attack me."
The monk in front of him was dressed in black and had a long black blade in his hand.
The black blade looks like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword. If it really has anything to do with swords, it looks a bit like the Tang Dynasty sword in the previous life, but it is much more curved than the Tang Dynasty sword.
"Fellow Taoist, we have no grievances or grudges, but our murderous intentions are quite serious."
Lin Yanli opened his palm slightly, and the innocent flying sword fell into his hand. The small silver blade was as short as a dagger in front of the black sword.
The black-clothed monk shook his long sword and shouted softly: "The imperial palace enshrines you, and I have been ordered to take your head and hand it to the emperor, and kill him quickly to avoid suffering more flesh and blood!"