All monks, report to Xuanwu Sect!
When Ling Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
No matter how dull you are, you should realize that something is wrong at this moment.
"Brother, I just woke up, what happened?" Ling Xiao hurriedly stopped the people in Dunguang and asked.
The person in the escape frowned. Seeing that Ling Xiao exuded the aura of "advanced Qi Refining", he had no choice but to explain patiently: "Izumo Country has started a war with us. Don't delay, go and report!"
The light flew away, but Ling Xiao stood there blankly, unable to digest the news for a long time.
Izumo country, war?
what happened?
Didn't Li Xuantian's head go to them?
Moreover, didn't those three people on Poluo Mountain that day say that they would not start a war in a short period of time and strive to return the border between the two countries to its previous state?
Ling Xiao's mind suddenly couldn't turn around.
"Xuanwumen, all monks..."
He murmured, and there was an inexplicable killing intent in his eyes.
You will be here too, right, Imperial Master?
Ling Xiao's heart beat violently.
Plans cannot keep up with changes.
Before that, he had planned to observe for a while to find the best opportunity to kill Ma Ying.
However, he now has a black dragon clone, why not take action while the dragon soul is still alive?
Ling Xiao and a black dragon, unless the Jindan monk takes action, Ling Xiao can't think of any possibility of Ma Ying surviving!
What's more, now that Izumo Country is at war, the situation is unpredictable, so it's better not to have long nights and dreams.
Breathing was inexplicably rapid.
No matter how Ling Xiao operates Huang Ting Jing, he can't contain the enthusiasm and trembling that emerge from the depths of his soul!
It’s been seven years!
On the deserted street, there was a sudden roar, and Ling Xiao strode away.
…
Royal Palace, Xuanwu Gate.
Seven thousand monks gathered together.
It is estimated that more than 90% of the casual cultivators in the imperial capital are crowded into such a large square. It is already noisy and noisy, like thousands of flies buzzing in the ears...
Ling Xiao was like a slippery fish in the crowd, darting from left to right and quickly squeezed to the front.
Just as he stood upright, a long groan suddenly came from his ears.
"quiet!"
At the same time, five rays of escaping light lit up from within the palace, either ethereal, direct, or strangely approaching rapidly, leaning slightly, and stopping above the Xuanwu Gate.
The pressure as powerful as a river, like a huge wave rolling into the sky, forced towards the monks in the square forcefully and without mercy!
Just like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves!
The noise in the square turned into dead silence in the blink of an eye.
The monks looked up at the five escaping lights with expressions of respect and fear.
Ling Xiao, who finally squeezed to the front, took a few steps back without leaving a trace, hiding himself in the crowd.
There is no other reason. The five people above them can be regarded as the top combat power in the imperial capital at the moment!
The five major families each sent out late-stage foundation-building monks, and Duan Tianhuang, whom Ling Xiao had met once before, was among them.
The pressure of the five monks quickly calmed down the scene.
"Everyone, please be patient."
"Everyone must have received the news. The shameless Izumo country has torn up the peace agreement, trying to provoke a war that is not justified by nature, and infringing on the territory of Beiliang! Please rest assured, our ancestor is about to be released from seclusion. No matter what the Izumo thieves have planned, in the In front of our ancestors, they are all clowns!"
Hearing these words, there was a burst of cheers.
The ancestor of Jindan is the backbone of Beiliang Kingdom. He is about to be released from seclusion. Why should he be afraid of the clown of Izumo?
The five monks smiled slightly and were very satisfied with people's reactions.
"I invite you all to come here tonight. In addition to enforcing the wartime recruitment order, I also want to tell everyone that Beiliang will never treat heroes who serve the country badly!"
"The corresponding reward and punishment measures will be released soon. The five major families in the imperial capital all have the right to recruit troops. You are welcome to join then. Now, please go back to Fang City and wait!"
After the five monks finished speaking solemnly, they turned around and returned to the palace without any nostalgia.
The monks discussed excitedly for a while, then dispersed and returned to Fangshi to wait for the conscription order.
Conscription in wartime is a basic law of all countries, and both monks and mortals are obliged to respond.
Moreover, as mentioned just now, your efforts will not be in vain. You will be rewarded based on your merits. As long as your military exploits are outstanding, you will receive corresponding rewards.
Listening to people walking and discussing, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel in a trance.
He hates war.
But I can't help myself.
As long as you are in Beiliang, you cannot stay out of it.
What happens in the future can only be determined step by step.
What is certain is that before the end of the war, it would be an idiotic dream for Ling Xiao to return to the stable life of "farming fields, raising fish, growing flowers and cultivating tea" in the past!
"Just take it one step at a time. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge."
Ling Xiao comforted himself, mixed in the crowd, and walked towards Zhongyangfang City.
These people around them are basically certain to join the Xiao family and participate in the next war.
The five major families are recruiting troops at the same time, and the conditions offered are of course better than the other.
At the same time, the five major families are also secretly competing with each other.
After all, the battlefield is cruel, but it is also a treasure house.
The enemy's supplies are the best trophies.
The gains of powerful individuals, families, and immortal sects on the battlefield will never be small!
Therefore, of course, the stronger the casual cultivators recruited, the better.
As for those monks who are not from the Northern Liang Kingdom, they must take this opportunity to leave this place of right and wrong.
Once more stringent recruitment occurs later, it does not matter whether they are from Beiliang or not.
Moreover, if you are unfortunately drafted into the army, it is best not to reveal your identity as a "non-Beiliang native".
Because cannon fodder is very scarce.
Treating the country's monks as cannon fodder is somewhat true.
But if you are from another country, it’s a different matter. There is no psychological burden when using it.
Even some smart officers will thoughtfully help you apply for "Izumo Country Citizenship". You can imagine your fate when the time comes.
There are so many kinds.
Ling Xiao returned to Zhongyangfang City and made a special trip to the entrance of the restaurant at noon. He found that the door of the restaurant was locked and looked like it was closed down. He couldn't help but sigh.
In the face of the war between the two countries, Xiao Weiyu's death seemed to be a trivial matter.
But secretly, the Xiao family must still be looking for the murderer.
Ling Xiao didn't stay long, just found a tea stall on the street and sat down.
Here, it is only a few dozen meters away from Wangfu Hutong. Ling Xiao can clearly see anyone entering or leaving Wangfu Hutong.
Ma Ying is a national teacher and holds a high position. He is most likely in the palace now.
Ling Xiao didn't dare to break into the palace, so he could only sit back and wait in Zhongyangfang City. No matter what Ma Ying did next, he would always come back to Wangfu Hutong.
The black dragon's dragon soul power can only remain for about 12 hours.
Within 12 hours, Ling Xiao must find Ma Ying.
Time was running out and the situation was chaotic. He should have felt anxious, but when the rage of revenge was burning in his heart, he was calmer than ever before.
A pot of tea until it is as light as water.
Several rays of light shot out from outside Fangshi. After entering Fangshi, they immediately split up and posted recruitment notices in various streets and alleys.
And one of the escaping lights flew past as if there was no one around, swept into the Wangfu alley and disappeared.
Ling Xiao saw it clearly.
That's Ma Ying.
He slowly put down the tea cup, stood up and paid for the tea, then patted the hem of his clothes and adjusted his clothes.
The setting sun was shining slantly, and his dark brown pupils reflected the setting sun, as if burning.
