Volume Six, Suddenly, Chapter 83: Seeing Qingxia Again
Hengmu Liren's eyebrows were raised because he remembered something. He was no longer as peaceful and happy as before. His face was distorted and became extremely angry, especially when he looked down.
The divine robe he wore was very wide, and his chest could be easily seen when he lowered his head.
Although he is the son of Haotian, at least he is still a mortal in the human world, so he has two breasts on his chest, but now it seems that there is an extra breast - it is a black chess piece.
This black chess piece was dug deep into his flesh, making him feel very sick.
"I'm going to kill you."
Hengmu Liren roared: "I will definitely kill you!"
His childish and shrill voice kept echoing on the lake. The temple cavalry and more than ten red-clothed priests beside the chariot knelt down in horror, not daring to make any sound at all.
Hengmu Liren was really angry. He thought that he should have entered Chang'an City at this time, or at least arrived at Chang'an City. Who would have thought that now... he is still in Qinghe County! He has powerful subordinates and a temple.
The cavalry, an army of 100,000, was stopped by the Tang people...south of Qingxia Gorge!
It’s the Qingxia Gorge again.
Much like back then.
Hengmu Liren once regretfully lamented that Jun Mo had lost his arm, and he could no longer see the scene of guarding Qingxia alone, and also missed the opportunity to defeat the most powerful Jun Mo.
Now Jun Mo is in Xihuang, Mr. Da is not here, Yu Lian is not here, Chen Pipi is not here, and Ning Que is not here either... However, he is still blocked in the south of Qingxia Gorge!
In the fields in the north of Qinghe County, the Xiling Temple Allied Forces and the Tangguo Town Southern Army had been fighting for dozens of days. Each side had its own victory or defeat, but Hengmu finally took action himself. Instead, he was ambushed by the academy and suffered serious injuries!
Those sighs in the past seemed to have turned into slaps in the face. Whenever Hengmu thought of a sentence, he would feel a sting on his face, and then it would hurt so much that he would go crazy!
"A few little ants from the Cave Mystic Realm...can they stop me?"
Yokogi Tateto lowered his head and looked at the black chess piece. His slightly twisted brows and eyes were full of disgust, and his voice came out from between his teeth, which was extremely cold.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath again. The curtains around the chariot began to dance crazily, and a strong wind blew. All the air on the lake was sucked into his chest.
His chest swelled slightly, and his divine robe made a hunting sound.
This time, he didn't cough.
A force that did not belong to the human world came to the human world and came into his body.
There was only a muffled sound as the black chess piece embedded in his chest instantly shattered into countless powders.
He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Qingxia. There was no emotion in his eyes, only murderous intent.
His injuries have healed, so it's time for those people to die.
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Since the rebellion in Qinghe County, Qingxia has become the real gate of the country for the Tang State and the Academy, because all the south has been assigned to the Dao Sect, so this is a place that must be defended.
A few years ago, when the whole world was conquering the Tang Dynasty, the Tang State used a method that had been hidden for hundreds of years. Professor Huang He joined forces with the court's formation masters, at the expense of their own cultivation, to activate the large formations in Qingxia, directly burying countless enemies.
The army and strong men, and in the following years, the Tang State began to reopen the road in Qingxia.
Sealing the Qingxia Gorge might make it easier to keep the enemy out of the country, but what the Tang people wanted to do more was to fight their way out of the Qingxia Gorge, defeat all enemies, and regain the lost land.
However, before the coercion of the Xiling Temple Allied Forces, especially the threat of Hengmu Liren, the Zhennan Army and Yulin Army currently guarding the southern throat of the Tang Kingdom have no plans to go south for the time being, and are silently guarding the depths of the Qingxia Gorge, taking advantage of the terrain.
, distance is a weapon, blocking those powerful enemies from Qingxia.
Tens of consecutive days of fighting had made the Tang army a little tired, and the military bases hidden deep in the canyons had become a little quieter. Only one military base was a little special. It was already late at night, but it was still very lively.
Someone is quarreling.
"I have said before that when it comes to chess skills, I am definitely the best in the world. Junior brother, how can you be my opponent? But you just refuse to admit defeat. You have dragged me to play for so many years. Aren't you tired?"
"Senior brother, if you want to say something else, I will tolerate it, but I will never tolerate this kind of thing. I have played 492 chess games over the years, and I have won one more than you.
, why am I not your opponent?"
"That game of chess was three consecutive tribulations! How can I be considered a loser?"
"According to my rules since elementary school, if I win, then of course you lose."
"Bah, bah, bah! Anyway, your skills on the chessboard are not as good as mine."
"Why?"
"Just because Hengmu accidentally broke into the chess formation a few days ago, it was my black chess that hurt him in the end! Not your white chess!"
"How could I trap him if it weren't for my wonderful white piece?"
"What about the past few years? Don't forget that I was the one who blocked Xiong Chumo in the end!"
"Bah! If it weren't for Third Senior Sister, you would have burped long ago!"
In the dim military station, Xu Jialun lowered his head and concentrated on cooking the medicine, as if he had not heard this conversation. He was really tired of listening to these people arguing these days.
Song Qian, the fifth senior brother in the academy, looked at the tough-talking eighth junior brother across from him and couldn't control himself with anger. Unexpectedly, two even more angry voices came from the side.
Beigong Weiyang raised her gauze-wrapped hand, as if she was showing off or demonstrating, and shouted loudly: "If I hadn't stopped those temple cavalry, your formation would have been overwhelmed long ago. How could you trap the crossbar?"
"And me, you can't forget me..." Ximen Buhuo also raised his gauze-wrapped hand and reminded him. Then he looked at the fifth and eighth brothers and sneered: "Don't forget, we are here in Qingxia.
This is your second defense. In terms of position, you are in front, and in terms of merit, don’t even think about running to the front.”
No one would listen to what he said, especially because he said it too bluntly, which immediately aroused the competitive spirit of the brothers. For a while, spittle flew everywhere in the military station, and swearing was everywhere, making it very noisy.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing and take your medicine first."
Wang Chi came over and stopped the four of them from continuing to be childish.
The lights were turned brighter, and it became clear. The four of them were now lying on the bed, wrapped in gauze. There was the smell of medicine and blood everywhere. It was not known how badly they were injured, but it was obvious that there was no longer any chance of fighting.
force.
After drinking the unpleasant-smelling herbal medicine prepared by junior brother, the room became much quieter. I don’t know how much time passed, but Beigong Weiyang suddenly asked: "Eleven, can your poison stop Hengmu?"
There was another long moment of silence.
Wang Chi shook his head.
"I have never heard that great practitioners who have exceeded the fifth level will be poisoned to death."
Song Qian's expression was a little indifferent, looking down on life and death.
"Hengmu has passed the fifth realm. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy, the four of us had joined forces to use the remaining formations in Qingxia to create a conspiracy, and no one could have stopped him."
The atmosphere in the room became much more depressing. The excitement before and the excitement these days all came from pride. They were very proud. Great cultivators like Hengmu who had surpassed the five realms were also defeated by their own hands...
However, the other party's injuries will always heal, so what should we do next?
The shape of war has long since changed. It is impossible for Hengmu to step into the same two rivers. Who can stop such a strong man? If not, how can the Tang State guard this national gate?
Wang Chi suddenly said softly: "Counting the days... things in the north should be over."
Ximen Buhuo frowned and said, "Although Senior Sister had this plan at the beginning,... the Golden Horde is so powerful, how could it be defeated in such a short period of time? I don't have any hope."
"I don't care anymore."
Bei Gong Weiyang was a little annoyed and said: "Four useless cripples, plus the nymphomaniac Shi Yi. What a slap! If Ning Que doesn't come again, I won't care."
Wang Chi was a little unhappy and said: "The nympho is a woman, senior brother, please don't talk nonsense."
Ximen Buhuo was a little unhappy and said, "How can you leave everything to your junior brother?"
Beigong Weiyang covered her head with the quilt and said angrily: "I wanted to throw it to Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister, but they have to come! Anyway, I can't beat the crossbar!"
The oil lamp became dim again, just because of these words.
In the Qingxia ambush, the four disciples of the academy used all their methods and borrowed the formation ideas left by their predecessors to gain every advantage. However, in the end they could only injure Hengmu, but they themselves were seriously injured.
If Hengmu didn't underestimate the enemy, if they didn't have those conditions, they couldn't think of any way to defeat the opponent. Every time they thought about the scene when Hengmu used that majestic power to forcefully break out of the formation, they would remain silent, and then become vigilant.
Until I feel uneasy and have palpitations in my heart.
Xu Jialun cooked the second round of medicine, walked to the bedside, and gently pulled the corner of his quilt - the little book boy back then has now become a real teenager, with handsome and pleasing features.
Beigong Weiyang opened the quilt and said a little annoyed, "What's the use of drinking medicine every day?"
"If I don't take the medicine, will it be useful?"
Xu Jialun looked at him and said seriously: "The young master said that if nothing works, then do it or do it or do it? Of course you still have to do it, because only by doing it is possible, and if you don't do it, it is impossible.
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The room suddenly became quiet.
The previously depressing and even desperate atmosphere was immediately diluted by these words.
With Wang Chi's support, Beigong Weiyang sat up with difficulty, took the medicine bowl, and drank heavily. Song Qian and the other three also drank the medicine as quickly as possible.
They need to recover as quickly as possible.
Even if you can't hit the crossbar, you still have to put in more effort and make the opponent put in more effort.
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In the early morning, the mist gradually disappears, and the morning light falls on the Qingxia Gorge.
A ride came from the north.
In the quiet canyon, the sound of hoofbeats is extremely clear.
The Tang army, who was on duty late at night, leaned out from behind the arrow stack on the cliff that looked simple but was actually solid. He drew his bow to shoot without warning, because he could clearly see that the rider was coming from the north.
The rider is a black rider, and the man is also dressed in black.
It was Ning Que and the big dark horse.
Ning Que's black academy uniform was covered with dust. The big black horse had been fattened in the mud for several years and quickly disappeared without a trace after traveling thousands of miles. Now it looked particularly lean and tired.
During the journey of thousands of miles from Weicheng to Qingxia, he and Big Black Horse never had any real rest. They stayed up day and night. They only drank a pot of big lump porridge and took a nap when passing by Yang Erxi's house.
With the passage of time, the academy is no longer a mysterious place that connects the inside and outside of the world. Through the propaganda of the imperial court and the accounts of loudmouthed people like Beigong in the military camp, Ning Que's image and his weapons have become a reality.
Riding is something people in the Tang Dynasty talk about. Looking at the obviously extraordinary big black horse in the canyon and the iron arrows and swords on his body, someone soon guessed his identity, and then it spread quickly.
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On both sides of the green canyon, behind the hidden army's arrow stack, more and more Tang troops stood up and looked at Ning Que who was heading south in the canyon. Some people got up in a hurry, rubbing their eyes and yawning.
Mr. Thirteen finally arrived.
On the steep cliff, the discussions of the Tang Army gradually gathered together and turned into excited cheers. Along the way, tens of thousands of Yulin Army and Zhennan Army cheered sincerely, and there were also bold soldiers saying hello loudly.
Ning Que looked up at both sides of the canyon, smiled and waved hello. Then the cheers and cheers in the Qing Gorge suddenly became louder, as if they were about to break through the early morning sky and shake Haotian's Kingdom of God.
Finally arrived at the exit of Qingxia.
Ning Que raised the reins, and the big black horse stopped in its tracks.
The Qingxia Gorge here converges into a gap several feet wide. Looking out from the inside of the gorge, you can see the fertile wilderness in the north of Qinghe County. It is late spring and early summer, and everything you look at is deep green.
There are many old and fresh traces of war inside and outside the canyon, there are many blackened blood stains, broken arrow branches, and dense arrow cluster scratches on the exposed stone walls, indicating the intensity of the battle.
This is the gate of the Tang Dynasty. The war a few years ago and this war this year are the battlefields that determine the safety of Chang'an City. They have always been here, in this green gorge.
Ning Que has been in and out of Qingxia several times, and he is here again today.
He stood in the gorge and looked outside the gorge, wondering what he was thinking.
At some point, Wang Jinglue appeared beside him and looked southward with him, his expression very solemn and the murderous intent in his eyes not concealed in any way.
"We must kill Hengmu."
Ning Que was silent for a moment, and then said: "Of course."
When he was expelled from Chang'an by Master Yan Se and joined the army to follow Xu Shi, Wang Jinglue lost a lot of weight. Now he is even thinner and looks like a dead branch, which surprised Ning Que.
"You have broken through the threshold of knowing destiny. Why is this so?"
Wang Jing slightly thought about the massacre in Qinghe County that night, and thought about the brave young people from various clans that he had worked so hard to recruit. Before they had time to mature, they became fruits that fell from the branches and were smashed to pieces. His face became a little sad.
Ugly, said: "Grief makes people mature and also makes people fearful."
Ning Que turned sideways, looked at him and asked, "Are you afraid?"
"Yes." Wang Jinglue was silent for a moment and said, "You have never met Hengmu face to face, so you don't know how powerful he is. I know, so I am very scared."
Ning Que looked south again and said with a smile: "And you want me to kill him?"
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(It has been very hard recently. I will report to you the reason for the hard work in the next few days. I am in good health. It is purely due to work. My butt hurts from sitting. The massage in the afternoon was not very pleasant. I will wait until my wife comes over next week to give me a good beating. Maybe it will feel better.
A lot, hahahaha, I’m such a bitch, if anyone disobeys, come and beat me!)