Wancheng is one thousand eight hundred miles away from Ansu City.
Thanks to the horse market of the Di people in the northwest, this city is also extremely prosperous. There are many pedestrians on the road, all of them wearing rich clothes.
The lord of Wancheng, named Huang Junyi, has a very high status in this city. However, the one with the most status is not him, but the man who retired from old age and returned to his hometown. The former Zizheng Pavilion's second-rank official, Guo Boji, is now seventy.
There are six.
After Mr. Guo retired and returned to his hometown, he built a thatched cottage in the bamboo forest northwest of Wancheng. He lived in seclusion there and immersed himself in poverty for more than 20 years. His knowledge and cultivation became more profound and he was deeply loved by the people of Wancheng.
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Hooves!
The sound of horse hooves sounded outside the thatched cottage. Soon a military messenger appeared outside the thatched cottage. Outside the bamboo forest, there was an inscription with the theme of the city "No noise" erected.
The messenger looked at the inscription outside and quickly dismounted. It was summer now, and there were loud sounds of frogs in the bamboo forest.
The messenger glanced around and found that there was a fence outside the thatched cottage. The roots of the flowers and plants inside the fence were green, and they were much greener than the flowers and plants outside the fence.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Guo here?"
The messenger said respectfully outside the fence.
"Who are you? What's wrong?"
A little boy with good-looking features came out of the thatched cottage upon hearing the sound.
"I am the messenger from Ansu City. There is a letter here from Pingbei General Jun Yun, asking me to deliver it to Mr. Guo specially."
"Give me the letter."
The boy took the letter and jumped in.
The thatched cottage is extremely simple. An old man with frosty white hair is sitting at the table, carefully tearing off a vegetable leaf. One by one, he puts them into a small black jar. In this jar, there are no crickets.
, but a few very large ants.
"Grandpa, someone sent you a letter."
"Yeah," the old man nodded slightly and responded. He threw the last vegetable leaf into the jar. The old man finally turned around, picked up the envelope, and opened it.
"Teacher is at the top, student Fang Yunzhi is at the top..."
Seeing this line of words, the old man's brows slightly widened. Confucianism attaches great importance to teaching, and Fang Yun's words, invisibly, made him have a good impression of Fang Yun.
"It's ridiculous, Lang Lang Qiankun, our Zhou Dynasty has been in power for more than 1,600 years, the officials have been in peace, the country is peaceful and the people are safe. We actually let a member of the Fang Wai clan take over the position of city lord! Killing court officials arbitrarily is simply unreasonable!"
After reading the letter, Mr. Guo Boji became furious. The most important thing in Confucianism is Qi-nurturing Kung Fu, but when he saw this letter, he couldn't help but get angry. This is simply a great satire of Confucian governance.
Twenty years ago, when he was the official in the Zizheng Pavilion, he had never heard of such a thing. Fang Yun wrote a letter, which aroused his anger. Confucianism cannot tolerate such things that disrupt the order of the world.
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"It's fine if I haven't heard about it. Even if I heard about it, I still have to take care of this Xi'er city!"
Having made up his mind, Mr. Guo stood up and said, "Qing'er, prepare my luggage..."
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In Ansu City.
Fang Yun used the excuse of catching wind and cold to wait for six full days. On the ninth day, when Mr. Guo Boji's carriage was still outside Ansu City, Fang Yun sent someone to quietly bring Mr. Guo to the city.
The gentleman was received at the General's Mansion.
"Student Fang Yun, I met the teacher."
In the general's residence, Fang Yun took off his armor, dressed in Confucian attire, and met the seventy-six-year-old Guo Boji as a student.
"Since the general is determined, Guo will help the general no matter what he says!"
Guo Boji opened his mouth and said.
Fang Yun was overjoyed: "With the teacher's help, why not worry about not being able to fight against the winds of Xi'er City! - Teacher, you are tired from driving and riding, please take a rest first."
"Yeah." Guo Boji nodded.
The next day, Fang Yun requested more than 20 God-breaking crossbows on the grounds that the equipment of the 27th Battalion was seriously damaged. With these God-breaking crossbows, Fang Yun's confidence also greatly increased.
The greatest use of the God-breaking Crossbow is when dealing with foreign masters.
As soon as the hour passed in the morning, Fang Yun ordered all the troops and horses, tens of thousands of people, and marched to Xi'er City in a mighty manner. It would take at least twenty days for the army to get from Ansu City to Xi'er City.
Time passed day by day, and the road was extremely calm. As the team of tens of thousands of people moved forward, they inevitably formed a team that was more than a mile long. From the sky, it looked like a snake, winding between the mountains.
Fang Yun and Mr. Guo rode in a carriage together. During their free time, Fang Yun and Mr. Guo discussed Confucianism together.
Guo Boji has been immersed in Confucianism for decades. Whether it is knowledge or cultivation, he is far from being comparable to Fang Yun. When he was with this old gentleman, Fang Yun seemed to have regained the heart of a student in his previous life.
"Human nature is inherently good, and Confucianism is about allowing people to trace back to their origins and restore their original humanity. Human nature is nature, and it is connected with the way of heaven! When knowledge goes deep, you will interact with heaven and earth..."
Guo Boji taught Fang Yun as a teacher. Fang Yun's performance surprised him. He originally thought that Fang Yun was a general just out of respect, using the name of a student. But when he really got in touch,
, only to discover that Fang Yun’s knowledge is more advanced than that of many Hanlin scholars. He is like a Confucian scholar who is deeply immersed in knowledge.
The two of them were teaching and learning, and each had their own fun.
On the third day, when the long team passed between two green mountains, a sudden change occurred.
"Crack!"
With a loud noise, the peaks on the left and right sides suddenly broke and rolled down the mountain.
"Sure enough, we did it!"
Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he flew out of the carriage like lightning, shouting at the same time: "Guan Gongming and I will take action together, while the others will protect Mr. Guo. The God-breaking Crossbow Team is ready!"
Almost at the same time, Guan Gongming also jumped into the air from the crowd.
"Collapsing Heaven Hand Seal!"
"Splitting Mountain Fist!"
The two leaped into the air, and with just one blow, they smashed these two tens of thousands of tons of mountains into powder. The flying stone powder turned into mist and flew all over the sky.
"The essence is red with purple, it's him! - kill him!"
Just when the gravel was filling the air, a cold and loud voice came from the top of the mountain.
As soon as the voice fell, more than twenty figures jumped down from the sky through the mist of stone powder. They raised their palms and heard a loud banging sound. Dark clouds opened in the sky. In the dark clouds, countless evil swords poured out.
Down.
During the Di tribe's army, he was recognized by the commander-in-chief of the Zhou Dynasty because of concern. These Tianxie Sect abandoned the magic weapon. Now that his identity has been exposed, there is no need to hide it.
Just hearing a continuous buzzing sound, more than thirty people and more than thirty sets of the Twelve Evil Sword Formations poured down, like a waterfall.
"Ho! There's nothing you can do to bully me!"
Guan Gongming was so angry that his eyes widened. Without saying a word, the ancient vicious beast took action. Fist shadows flew out one after another, and each fist shadow turned into an ancient vicious beast. He possessed the power of twelve dragons, and every time he punched,
There was a piece of evil sword broken into pieces.
"Let's fight with you!"
Fang Yun shook his sleeves, and twelve evil swords flew out, turning into a dark cloud. Among the dark clouds, an altar floated up. It was the altar of the twelve evil hunters. Fang Yun destroyed it with the power of eighteen flying dragons.
, this power is far stronger than the masters of these Tianxie Sect.
"Collapsing Heaven Hand Seal!"
Fang Yun flew out with a palm, covering an area as large as his mother's. One palm shattered a large area of evil swords. Together with the two masters of Tianxie Sect behind the evil swords, they were exploded by Fang Yun before they even had time to say a word.
smash.
"Sky-shooting Evil Claw!"
A huge claw, with billowing dark clouds, grabbed out from behind the shattered evil sword. Almost at the same time, dozens of huge fist shadows flew out from other directions. Waves of overwhelming power came from
Coming from all directions.
The saying that it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands is a reflection of this moment.
"Witch!"
Fang Yun suddenly summoned the Witch Demon. As soon as this huge Witch Demon, which was nearly a hundred feet tall, appeared, Fang Yun was thrown out.
"Collapsing Heaven Hand Seal!"
As soon as the huge and unparalleled palm print was released, two more Tianxie Sect masters exploded into a rain of blood.
"Eternal Beast Fist!"
Guan Gongming stood in the void with a terrifying force, and struck out one after another with the fists of the eternal ferocious beasts. The speed of his strikes was extremely fast. With the power of the twelve dragons, in the blink of an eye, more than ten people were seriously injured.
However, despite this, he was punched several times and suffered serious internal injuries.
"Come on, come on! You losers! I have one man to guard, and no one can stop me. Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The injured Guan Gongming, who was as powerful as a god descending from heaven, became even crazier. In the blink of an eye, several more people were seriously injured by him.
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
In the formation, Zhou Xin commanded a series of God-breaking crossbows to shoot through the air. The eight masters of the power of ten dragons who were seriously injured by Guan Gongming were caught off guard and were shot through the chests by the God-breaking crossbows and fell down.
In just a blink of an eye, Tianxie Sect lost more than ten masters!
"Fang Yun, take your life!"
Suddenly, a bone-chilling voice came from between heaven and earth. In the blink of an eye, billowing dark clouds surged into the sky, and a huge black hand fell from the sky, grabbing Fang Yun and Guan Gongming.
Huge coercion came from all directions. With Guan Gongming's cultivation level, he was actually unable to move when suppressed by this aura.
"Earth transformation master!"
Guan Gongming was horrified. A breath of breath could suppress him to the point of being unable to move. Only a master of earth transformation could do so.
Once a warrior reaches the Earth Transformation level, he will immediately reach the sky in one step and possess at least the power of fifty dragons. Guan Gongming's little strength is nothing before the Earth Transformation level.
"drink!"
Fang Yun exploded with all his strength, twenty huge flying dragons, and the surrounding Tianxie Sect masters were dumbfounded. No wonder this man is so powerful, as soon as he strikes, there will be no bones left, and the victim cannot be saved!
Fang Yun can still move a little, but it is still very difficult. Although he has the power of twenty dragons, it is less than half of Mr. Ji Dao!
"kill!"
The remaining Tianxie Sect masters were overjoyed when they saw this, and immediately cooperated with Mr. Ji Dao to kill Fang Yun and Guan Gongming. The situation became dangerous!
At this moment, an angry voice came from the carriage in the valley:
"Evil! Lang Lang Qiankun, you actually dare to attack and kill the imperial officers!"
As soon as the voice fell, thunder rumbled within a hundred miles radius, and waves of awe-inspiring aura from heaven and earth gathered together, rushing towards the valley in a mighty manner.
"Confucian Master!"
More than twenty experts from the Tianxie Sect felt the aura of awe rolling in from around them, like a divine punishment, and they were so frightened that their dead souls came out of their bodies.
The great Confucians of the Zhou Dynasty were the nemesis of all evil ways in the world. They never expected that there was actually a great Confucian from the imperial court sitting in the small carriage below!
Boom!
There was a shock above the green mountain, and more than twenty Tianxie Sect masters with the power of the Ten Dragons were shaken into flying ashes. The big black hand transformed by Mr. Ji Dao was also shaken into clouds of smoke...