There is a war between heaven and man in my heart, and there are all kinds of dangers outside my body.
His thoughts were torn apart by two forces: one was the sorrow and joy of the past, and the other was the right and wrong in front of him. The unprecedented sense of chaos gave Yang Chaoxi a splitting headache.
This also caused the two innate and acquired qi in the body to roar and rage along the path of Little Zhoutian like a torrent bursting through a bank! At the Tianxin point between the eyebrows, a few strands of the sealed innate qi leaked out again and merged into the violent
In the torrent of two qi, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, being swallowed up completely in an instant.
However, the violent second energy seemed to have received help and became more rampant, shaking the originally stable internal organs to the point of shaking.
The red blood began to spread in the body, and soon it slowly leaked out along the 3,600 sweat pores. It was diluted by the sweat and formed countless pink blood beads.
Yang Chaoxi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and immediately said "wow" and vomited out a large mouthful of bright red blood. The depressed mood that he had been holding back for a long time was greatly improved! The chaotic thoughts seemed to have dispersed like clouds and mist.
! And the two qi that were surging in the body unexpectedly calmed down.
As he inhaled and exhaled evenly, the second breath was penetrated by a wisp of "Sunday Flame Qi" and became much docile. Soon, that wisp of "Sunday Flame Qi" also gradually spread out, just like the previous "Sunday Flame Qi"
Like "Purple Air from the East", it forms a thin barrier.
When the eighteen missionaries saw him vomiting blood, they were all overjoyed. Instead, they withdrew their weapons and surrounded him without attacking.
The bright envoy Murong Zhang knew a little about Taoist qi training methods, and he was the first to shout: "Young Shaoxia Yang has a problem with his qi and has injured his internal organs. If we hold on for a while, we can capture him alive!"
Yang Chaoxi opened his eyes, and two imperceptible white lights flashed away. He wiped away the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, showing a rather relieved expression: "Knowing good and doing good is not true good, knowing evil and doing evil is a big mistake.
evil!
To do good and to get rid of evil, you must start with your mind. Only by having good intentions in your heart and correcting your past mistakes can you truly drive away evil deeds. If you 'use evil to fight evil', it is like using salt water to quench your thirst. It is wrong from the beginning.
!”
The eighteen missionaries looked at each other, wondering why he was so baffled that he said such words. However, it sounded quite reasonable.
At this time, a sharp-eyed missionary called out: "Refining energy and transforming it into energy? How can a young man like him practice enough to refine energy into energy?!"
Fairness made He Yunzheng frown and said: "What is refining qi? Is it very powerful? Isn't it better to be suppressed and beaten by us..."
However, Murong Zhang, the light envoy, stroked his beard and said: "Of course he is powerful! If it weren't for his abnormal flow, if we continue to fight, we will definitely be defeated! Fortunately, God has fulfilled his wish... Yang Shaoxia! Since you have injured your internal organs, you should just surrender and capture him.
, so that I can take you to see a doctor..."
"Really? Why don't I feel pain?" Yang Zhaoxi was full of energy. At this moment, he only felt warm and comfortable in his internal organs.
It turned out that the internal organs in his body that had been injured by the second air were now being nourished by the second air and were recovering at a perceptible speed, glowing with vitality everywhere! It must not take long for them to be intact as before.
At this time, the sharp-eyed missionary said again: "No! He doesn't seem to be too seriously injured. It's better to tie him up first..."
The dry wind gradually picked up, bringing with it a few dusty dust.
Several willow trees swayed their green hair, like graceful women, posing before the world of mortals.
Not far outside the Tongyuan Canal, in a simple tea shop, a thatched pergola provides a large area of shade. The thick plan and benches create a place for tea and rest.
In fact, before the Taiwei Palace instigated the Henan Prefecture to dredge the canals, successive Henan governors would devote their energy to dredging the distant canals and canals in various parts of the city. After all, water transportation is related to the country, and if the canals are blocked, renters from all over the country will be blocked on the road.
If the money and food needed in Chang'an and Luoyang are wasted, it will be interrupted... This is a serious crime, so no one dares to slack off openly.
However, most of the silt, stones and other objects excavated during the dredging of the channel were dumped nearby in order to save time and effort. As a result, mounds of different sizes were formed near the channel.
This extremely simple teahouse was built on a high hill not far from Tongyuan Canal.
From the top, you can see the turbid water, the green vegetation, the boatmen rowing their oars, and the water birds. It is a great view! Therefore, although the tea and refreshments here are average, there is no shortage of them delivered to your door.
of trading.
Six Zoroastrian believers, whose faces were covered with black gauze and wearing crimson lotus robes, were sipping the tea soup that was like water from a pot. They were so refreshed and complimented each other. There was a pipa, six drums and other objects piled beside them. The pipa was
It has a shape of five strings, but there are no silk strings installed, and I don’t know how to play them.
Sitting among the believers was an exquisite woman, playing a white jade flute with her forearm. Her phoenix eyes were charming but not charming, her shirt and skirt were gorgeous but not seductive, and there was a bit of majesty in her pupils covered with red gauze.
The rest of the believers were sitting in a crowd, with a slightly restrained posture, all looking at the movement on the other side of Tongyuan Canal to relieve their inner tension.
A believer suddenly stood up, raised his hands to make a flame, and said respectfully to the woman: "The saint's piano skills are superb! The sound without strings is comparable to fairy music! Although we have a little knowledge of music, in front of the saint, we can only feel fear and fear.
, I’m just ashamed of myself…”
That woman was the Zoroastrian saint Liu Xiaomu. She frowned slightly at this moment and interrupted the believer: "Luo Changqing, say what you have to say and stop flattering her."
Luo Changqing looked slightly embarrassed. Seeing that the saint's thoughts had been seen through, he could only continue to salute and said: "The day before yesterday, two dancers from our Zuo Jiaofang were ravaged and maimed by that dog-like beast Tian Hua..." At this point, he actually said
Some gritted their teeth and said, "So, I humbly request you to lead a team of believers to capture Na Tian Hua and cut him into pieces!"
Liu Xiaomu's slender eyebrows stood up and she said coldly: "Luo Changqing! This is a personal grudge between your Zuo Jiaofang and Tian Hua. Are you saying this to me because of your status as the 'Xuan Tu Dharma King' of Zoroastrianism? Or is it your...
The identity of 'Deputy Envoy of Luoyang Foreign Education Forum'?!"
Luo Changqing broke out in a cold sweat and said in a trembling voice: "Of course, as the Protector of Dharma King... I am so humble and speechless, please ask the Holy Aunt to punish me!"
Liu Xiaomu snorted coldly, and his face softened slightly: "Today Taiwei Palace will take action against the Jianghu Rangers who lead the Yuanyuan Canal. They are fighting with each other, and we, the Zoroastrian Cult, are just sitting there to reap the benefits. This will shock Taiwei Palace and the Jianghu Rangers.
If we don't seize this God-given opportunity, how can we sit back and watch them become one? By then, it will be even more difficult to compete with Taiwei Palace."
Luo Changqing was already half-kneeling on the ground: "Holy aunt is wise and has no plans left!"
Liu Xiaomu saw his compliment, but was unmoved, and continued: "Besides, Wei Bo Zhentian Chengsi now has enough troops and food to defend the territory. Even the imperial court wanted to appease him and win him over, and they did not hesitate to marry Princess Yongle to him.
Third son Tian Hua. If you kill Tian Hua, not to mention that Tian Chengsi will definitely take revenge, even the imperial court will probably issue arrest warrants to arrest you as a murderer. By then, the brothers in the church will not be immune to you.
It will be implicated, and our plan to revitalize Zoroastrianism will also be ruined."
Luo Changqing was trembling with fear and did not dare to raise his head again: "I was humbled and lost my head for a moment, so I acted on impulse and came up with that ridiculous idea. It is really an unforgivable crime!"
Liu Xiaomu played with the white jade flute in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "Look carefully, the people causing trouble in the canal now are none other than Tian Hua's eagle dogs, the "Eight Heroes of Weizhou". But there are only six of them, and the other two, They should be somewhere else. If you want to vent your anger on those two maikos, that's not impossible. When the big thing is over, you can go over and make a last-ditch attack. One by one, you can count as some interest for killing these six people."
Luo Changqing was about to say thank you when he heard a strong believer with a broad forehead and leopard eyes turn his head and say in a voice like a gong: "Holy aunt! The 'Eight Heroes of Weizhou' are facing off against the 'Tiedou Gang' , seems to be about to take action... No, the 'Yan Xia Alliance' is going to step in, if there is excitement... when will our people be dispatched?"
Liu Xiaomu smiled calmly: "No hurry, just wait."
After a while, another believer turned around and said: "Young Young Masters and the other three have also joined the battle group. Tsk tsk! You are truly a young hero, with exquisite swordsmanship, as if you are in an uninhabited place! The Holy Aunt really has good eyesight!"
Liu Xiaomu raised her slender eyebrows slightly: "They are just some chickens and dogs, and they are worthy of making a fuss. It would be strange and strange if he is defeated!"
Luo Changqing also stared intently at the chaotic scene on the bank of the Tongyuan Canal, sighing: "These rivers and lakes warriors, when they disagree, they fight. They are indeed a group of willful and angry people! It's just that they are a little bloody... …”
At this time, the believer who looked like a strong man with leopard eyes just now turned around and shouted: "It's Yujian! Holy aunt, the tiger guard of Taiwei Palace is here!"
Liu Xiaomu stood up suddenly, with a chill in his eyes: "Pass the message! The 18th Zoroastrian missionaries and their followers are approaching to ambush. Protectors, it's time for us to run around!"
After Liu Xiaomu finished speaking, the white jade flute in his hand shook and disappeared out of thin air. Then he reached out with his jade hand and took the stringless pipa into his arms. His figure suddenly turned into a ray of red light and he flew away first.
Luo Changqing and the other Dharma Protectors looked at each other, and without hesitation, they picked up the jiegu beside them and jumped down towards the Tongyuan Canal.
In the warm afternoon, the dry wind showed a hint of cruelty.
Corpses were covered in mud on the bank of the canal, blood was stained on the pond, and there were tragic scenes everywhere.
The eighteen missionaries were about to take action to tie up the ignorant Yang Shaoxia and take him back to listen to the holy aunt. Suddenly, they heard several sharp whistles that resounded through the sky, and their expressions changed drastically!
Among the missionaries, there were soldiers who had served in the Anxi Protectorate. How could they not recognize this whistle? It was a warning whistle used in various camps. Now that several arrows are fired in unison, naturally it is not just a simple warning, but a clear warning. Tell everyone on the bank:
The army will arrive in an instant to clear out the rebellious people. Either stay and fight, or get out!
Although the Zoroastrian followers were brave, they did not dare to stand up to these soldiers who were practicing every day and were accustomed to fighting. So, the eighteen missionaries reached into their arms one after another and took out the bamboo baskets they carried with them.
"Wu Li Wu Li..."
A burst of mute notes was blown out, and the expressions of the congregants around Pitang suddenly became solemn. No longer caring about the Tiger Guards and Jianghu Rangers who were still fighting fiercely in Pitang, they actually retracted their swords and spears, formed a formation, and followed the Eighteenth Missionary Envoy, quickly Escape in one direction.