Lin Xi and Gao Yanan stayed at Rudong Tomb for many days.
Only time can slowly erase the physical and mental fatigue caused by long-term continuous fighting.
The two of them also need a certain amount of time to learn more about some of the subtle situations in Yunqin through Rudong Ling, or to wait for the next news from Qingluan College.
From Lin Xi's point of view, since the internal disputes in Qingluan College have been calmed down, the next cleanup should not take too much time, and Vice President Xia should pass on a lot of information that is more valuable to him.
It wasn't until the streets and alleys like Dongling began to appear that exquisite soap pastes printed with the words he was most familiar with did he begin to think of the autumn after Biluoling, when he was in the lonely courtyard of that mountain town.
Some arrangements made by Chen Feirong.
"Aren't the Liu family still determined to give up?"
"What does this disappearing carriage mean?"
In the midsummer of the new year in the empire, Lin Xi, who was walking amidst the sound of cicadas, thought of the summer last year. Holding a piece of soap in his hand, he walked back to the residence arranged by the military, walked up to Gao Yanan, and put
The soap was handed to Gao Yanan's hand, and then he sighed softly, "We are going to go back to that place to check it out."
…
At the same time, at a post station, a handsome-looking middle-aged man wearing a brown silk shirt was washing his face with cold water.
His face seemed to be colder than cold water, without any dust, just as if he was using cold water to wash away a trace of the haggardness and fatigue after a long journey.
Xu Zhenyan stood respectfully behind this cold, dignified middle-aged man with his hands lowered.
Ever since he was transferred out of Tianlao and became one of the three giants of Yudu Branch, he has rarely had to stand in front of others with such respect and humility as he does today.
However, he has to act like this now, because this middle-aged man is his father, Xu Tianwang.
"You can go and have a rest on your own. There is no need to greet me first, unless I have something to ask you for. According to the latest information, something happened on Shanyang Road, so we will only rest for two hours at the inn this time. Don't waste your time.
"After washing his face with cold water several times, Xu Tianwang put down the wet wipes, turned around, looked at Xu Zhenyan and said calmly.
Xu Zhenyan bowed slightly, indicating that he understood, but still said: "Father, what happened on Shanyang Road?"
As if he felt that Xu Zhenyan was qualified to ask him some questions, Xu Tianwang sat down on the bamboo mat on the bed and said slowly: "You should know about this big company Su Youji. They have a fleet of vehicles that were captured in Biluo Mausoleum.
Damn it, the load capacity of that convoy is enough to carry a large amount of armor and heavy ordnance."
"It's possible that Wenren Cangyue's gang members have already started to take action, or maybe it's someone from another family?" Xu Zhenyan frowned and said coldly.
Xu Tianwang nodded.
Xu Zhenyan said nothing more, bowed and left.
"Wait." But before he reached the door, Xu Zhenyan was stopped again. When he turned around unexpectedly, he saw his father, a cold and dignified middle-aged man on the bed, with a face
But there was a look of enthusiasm and joy that had never been seen before.
"finally reached."
Xu Tianwang's voice trembled even more rarely, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he wanted Xu Zhenyan to witness a certain moment, he uttered these four words.
The moment he uttered these four words, the aura on his body suddenly changed, as if a divine light flashed under his skin. His person did not change, did not become taller, but just
Because of the sudden change in his aura, in Xu Zhenyan's eyes, he suddenly became taller.
Xu Zhenyan's brows furrowed, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he bowed deeply to prevent Xu Tianwang from seeing the true emotion on his face: "Congratulations, Father, on your achievement of becoming a saint."
Xu Tianwang nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and a majestic power came out of his hand. The basin of cold water he had just washed his face in was shaken by the force coming out of his hand, and all of it flew away from the basin.
When it came out, it was directly crushed into a crystal water ball less than the size of a fist, and bounced out of the window like a crystal.
It flew hundreds of steps before it dispersed with a crash. The force of the splashing water still shattered a peach tree below into pieces.
"This is the power of the Holy Master... You have to work harder." Xu Tianwang glanced at Xu Zhenyan, who was bowing deeply, and said with joy and emotion: "Power is the foundation. As long as you reach the Holy level, no one dares to
Even if I look down upon you, you can stand on the head of the vast majority of people."
Hearing Xu Tianwang's words, Xu Zhenyan nodded, looking awe-inspiring, but at this moment, there was a sarcastic sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"Father, the Holy Master is not the most powerful force, right... Last summer, I saw several Holy Masters die at the hands of Wen Ren Cangyue... How many years will it take for me to become a Holy Master? Let people know that.
What quickly becomes powerful is always true power, not personal cultivation." He shook his head in his heart and said to himself indifferently.
The human heart can sometimes be hotter than summer, and sometimes it can be colder than the coldest winter.
The nine elders of Yunqin are nine powerful forces, nine huge families, and nine prosperous clans. Therefore, the old people behind the heavy curtains not only have to consider their own power, but also their own clans, descendants, and
Following their own officials, disciples are responsible.
The Jiang family has always been very satisfied with the result of Xu Zhenyan becoming one of the three giants in Yudu Branch, and even encouraged it behind the scenes, because the Xu family has always been a disciple of the Jiang family, and the Criminal Division and some important intelligence departments
, have always been under the control of the Jiang family. In Lin Xi's judgment, Yudu Ke may evolve into an organization similar to Jin Yiwei in the future. However, before, the Jiang family has actually had similar real power as Jin Yiwei.
.
From the Jiang family's point of view, it would be great to be able to control another Yudu Branch.
However, the emperor's performance in the past, especially in the past two years, fully proves that the emperor is not a fool. Even if he is willful, even if he has arrogant ambitions, and even is blinded by certain thoughts, he is not a fool when it comes to playing with power.
, but they are not inferior to all the old people at all, so if they don't want to fall like the Huang family and Wen family, the Jiang family must have more say.
Biluoling Wenren Cang Yue's large number of secrets are the right to speak that the Jiang family wants.
The Jiang family was also bound to obtain the huge amount of heavy armor and ordnance, so they even sent out important figures in high positions like Xu Tianwang.
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When the people sent by the Jiang family rushed to Biluo Mausoleum, the entire Damang Dynasty was also bathing in the midsummer.
Summer in Purgatory Mountain is definitely much hotter than most places in the world.
Zhang Ping stood in an airless black rock house.
In front of him was a mouth of flames, with an iron shelf on top and countless metal arrows resting on it.
The underground fire is drawn from some magma flows. After the design and adjustment of the craftsmen, when it is ejected from the mouth of the fire, the temperature of the flame and hot gas is just right to keep the metal arrows on it red and melt them.
The state of non-transformation.
In this way, craftsmen can use some tools to more easily carve the desired texture on the arrow body.
In front of Zhang Ping at this moment, there is a rotating stand that can stably fix arrows. One of his hands is a thick anti-scalding asbestos glove, and the other hand is a blue thin steel needle. He only relies on this thin steel needle to
With the ticking, he skillfully and quickly carved out exquisite pattern-like air guide grooves on the red metal arrows.
These metal arrows are special metal arrows used with the soul soldier's longbow.
Although there are very few archers at the level of Xu Qiubai and Lin Xi, there are many ordinary cultivator archers in the army. Since the Southern Expedition, the use of this kind of metal arrows has been continuously increasing.
In the past days, Zhang Ping gave the impression to all the people who came into contact with him in the Purgatory Mountains that he was a man of few words, but extremely serious and rigorous in his work. This kind of character that only concentrates on hard work without complaining will naturally win a lot of people.
He was appreciated, so he had been transferred to this tool making workshop ten days ago.
In Purgatory Mountain, the upper level of this kind of tool-making workshop is already a workshop for soul-making weapons related to runes and some special materials. As long as you can enter those workshops, you can have the status of a formal disciple of Purgatory Mountain.
In Da Mang, they also have a foothold.
If this continues, Zhang Ping may be able to enter those workshops within a few months.
But even if you can enter those workshops, how long it will take to stand out, and how many real secrets of Purgatory Mountain you will be able to access after standing out, is completely unknown.
Zhang Ping is very hot at the moment.
The temperature inside this kind of workshop is more than ten degrees higher than that under the scorching sun outside. It is a labor that only practitioners can undertake.
So at this moment, Zhang Ping was only wearing a pair of trousers and a towel around his neck to prevent the sweat from his face from dripping onto the arrow, which would act like local quenching and affect the performance of the arrow.
At this moment, a woman in red robe walked into the editing room and walked up to Zhang Ping.
"Sister Chang."
Zhang Ping put down the tools in his hands in a panic and stood up to salute.
This tall, average-looking woman, who is a few years older than him, is one of the managers of this workshop and the priest of Purgatory Mountain. Although she is usually very kind and takes good care of him, she only allows all workshops to
The disciple calls her senior sister, but all rewards and punishments are in her hands. No matter how kind her attitude is towards him, it is naturally impossible for him to feel that he really has an identity similar to her and can really use the skills of senior sister and brother.
Identity blind date.
As soon as he stood up, Zhang Ping became even more panicked when he thought about his upper body.
The young woman with ordinary facial features that could only be described as "easy" looked at Zhang Ping, looked at Zhang Ping's exposed bronze skin, and looked at the beads of sweat on it, a wave of emotion began to appear in her eyes.
With an inexplicable meaning, "You are from Yunqin." She raised her head, looked into Zhang Ping's eyes, and said slowly.
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