The bright moon hung high in the sky, and Ye Ling leaned against the cell door, listening to the wind.
The meridians all over his body were broken, and many of his bones were broken, making him look like a useless person. When he was in the Holy Spirit Cult, he gave the jasper finger to Tian Xiashi. Now it is impossible to use elixir to heal the injury.
Holding back the pain, Ye Ling took the wooden sword in front of him and saw an extra dragon pattern on the sword, which was formed by the golden spirit veins in the Five Elements Mountain.
On that day, the five elements of spiritual veins escaped, and the golden element of spiritual veins seemed to resonate with the wooden sword. It ran directly in the direction of Ye Ling and wrapped around the wooden sword. If not, how could he win the treasure just by relying on his cultivation.
Caressing the blade of the sword, Ye Ling could feel the breath of Jin Xing's spiritual veins, which made him smile bitterly: "If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up in this situation, let alone be implicated..."
After stopping to speak, Ye Ling sighed quietly, and his ears were filled with the sounds of the outside world: the biting cold wind, the prisoners wailing, the sound of the Qiang flute, and the sad words of tears.
Everything is so harmonious, gathered together in this heaven and earth.
Early the next morning, the entire city gate was in operation again, the garrison soldiers performed their duties, and the prisoners in the prison were also taken out to serve.
Ye Ling was still leaning against the cell door, listening to the sound of the chains. The cell door opened wide, and Zou Hao walked in holding the roster: "Prisoner Chen Feng, take him away!"
Ye Ling was silent, this was probably the name of the prisoner he replaced, but it was a pity that this person was already dead.
As he spoke, two soldiers walked in from behind, picked up Ye Ling one on the left and the other on the right, and walked out.
Zou Hao smiled solemnly, closed the register, and followed.
Several people took Ye Ling to the front of a hall. Behind him sat a yawning official with a tired face.
Zou Hao stepped forward with a smile and said: "Sir, this is the criminal Chen Feng I was talking about who pretended to be ill and refused to serve."
The Lord waved his hands impatiently and said, "Do I still need to ask about this kind of thing? You can just take care of it." After that, he got up and went back to the back hall.
"Send it to my lord!"
Zou Hao cupped his hands and then turned to look at Ye Ling. Their eyes met, Zou Hao said: "According to Daqian law, criminals like you must be punished. So, if you beg for mercy now, it's not too late!"
Ye Ling stared at Zou Hao for a long time, then laughed and said, "Do you know how many villains like you have died under my sword?"
As soon as these words came out, Zou Hao was not angry but smiled: "I hope your skin and flesh are as powerful as your mouth. Take it with you!"
After giving the order, two soldiers carried Ye Ling away and sent him to the torture chamber to be punished. It was nothing more than those torture methods that were used on Ye Ling one by one until there was no good flesh left in his body.
Originally, Ye Ling, as a monk, would not be hurt by these mundane tools. But Zou Hao wanted to torture Ye Ling, and the torture tools he used were extraordinary. In addition, Ye Ling was seriously injured and lost his cultivation, so he couldn't resist.
Zou Hao stood outside the door with a frown on his face. The torturer was a little frightened, so he came out and said to Zou Hao: "This criminal has such a strong character that he never shouted once from the beginning to the end!"
Zou Hao was stunned and walked inside, but he saw Ye Ling covered in blood, but his eyes were still full of coldness, staring at Zou Hao.
Zou Hao said anxiously: "Kill him! Take his life immediately!"
The torturer behind him was holding a steel knife and approaching Ye Ling step by step.
At this moment, a sword roar sounded from behind Ye Ling, and the wooden sword flew into the air automatically without its owner.
A cold light flashed, and the head of the torturer was separated and fell to the ground, with blood splattering all over Zou Hao.
Zou Hao was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart, he ran out yelling.
Ye Ling looked at the wooden sword hanging in the air, and suddenly he had a realization. It turns out that the wooden sword has always had its own spirituality. If you only treat it as an artifact, you will never be able to truly communicate with it.
At this moment, Ye Ling's state of mind sublimated, and his understanding of the way of swordsmanship reached a higher level.
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Outside Pingyang Pass, several fast horses came from the desert outside the pass. The leader, a general in black armor, came in front of the pass and said loudly: "I am here under the orders of General Qin. Open the city gate quickly!"
When the soldiers saw the general, they hurriedly opened the city gate and went in to report.
A general guarding the gate came to greet him and said, "General Zhang, how is the situation on the front line?"
The general said: "It's hard to predict the outcome. The fortress guarded by our army was damaged in several places, and the soldiers were exhausted and difficult to repair. General Qin ordered me to come and pick up 300 prisoners to repair the city."
When the general guarding the pass heard this, he frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid there aren't enough people in the pass, can we be accommodating?"
The general said: "If the amount is not enough, it will not be me next time, but General Qin will come in person!"
The general guarding the pass knew the name of General Qin, so he did not dare to neglect. He immediately summoned his officials to count the number and prepare manpower.
But it was said that Zou Hao ran out of the execution room and met his boss, a sleepy junior official in the hall.
The junior official shouted: "The superiors are going to recruit prisoners to build the city, hurry up and count the numbers!"
Zou Haolian was so frightened that he could no longer think about it and just did as he was told. For a moment, he forgot about Ye Ling in the execution room.
After a while, the junior officer went to the military platform and reported: "There are currently 299 prisoners in Guanzhong."
"Only one missing?" The guarding general complained secretly and glanced at the incoming general, but General Zhang only drank tea and said nothing.
The guarding general asked again: "When will the next batch of criminals be sent?"
"It will take ten days at the earliest."
The general guarding the gate was anxious: "We must find one more person to make up the three hundred, otherwise I will use you to pay for it!"
"Yes, yes, my subordinates will go look for it now, go find it now!"
The junior officer turned pale and ran out quickly. He happened to bump into Zou Hao, who was in despair.
The junior official yelled: "You don't have eyes, I will send you to build the city today!"
"My lord, have mercy on me, my lord, have mercy on me!"
Zou Hao hurriedly stepped forward to help the junior official, but the junior official pushed him away: "Go and find another criminal for me. If I can't find one, I'll use you to pay for it!"
"I'm going, I'm going!" As soon as he took two steps, Zou Hao suddenly thought of Ye Ling, and quickly turned around and said: "Sir, there is another person in the execution room, but he is seriously injured, and he may not be able to do hard labor. .”
The junior officer also remembered what happened in the morning and shouted: "Didn't you say that this person pretended to be sick to escape from serving? Could it be that you deceived me?"
Zou Hao couldn't argue, so he could only say: "He is the only one now, sir, you'd better send him to recharge as soon as possible!"
The junior official thought it was reasonable and couldn't control much, so he ordered Zou Hao to bring Ye Ling out, and he quickly returned to the stage to report.
Zou Hao had his own plans. He originally thought that Ye Ling was a useless person and was left to his own devices. Who would have thought that he could control a wooden sword to kill people. Zou Hao didn't dare to face him again, so he happened to take this opportunity to send Ye Ling away. He didn't believe that Ye Ling, a useless person, could come back alive from the battlefield.
So, he took Ye Ling out with a dozen soldiers and sent him to a group of prisoners.
Most of these prisoners committed serious crimes, and they were so vicious that they trampled Ye Ling under their feet at will.
Ye Ling's face was expressionless and did not evade.
After gathering enough people, General Zhang left Pingyang Pass and headed for the desert with a group of prisoners wearing chains and cuffs.
Ye Ling couldn't move, so he was dragged along the ground with a rope. Even though the yellow sand tore his clothes, he didn't say a word.
Looking eastward, the wind and sand gradually intensified, making it difficult to open one's eyes. General Zhang was leading the way, but the horses' hooves sank into the yellow sand, making it difficult to walk.
When the sun passed noon, Ye Ling, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the south. The murderous aura that naturally appeared around him startled the prisoners around him.
Suddenly, Ye Ling shouted: "There is an enemy attack!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Ye Ling, some were surprised, some were sarcastic, or some were laughing, the connotations were different and not the same.
Only General Zhang, holding a sword in his hand, jumped off his horse and shouted: "Be alert!"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of masked men holding sharp knives suddenly jumped out from the yellow sand.
These are the Wudang Army of the Han Dynasty. Most of them have some cultivation. They are divided into small groups between the Xiantian Realm and the Huiling Realm. They lurk around the front lines of the two armies and attack the rear of Daqian.
Seeing this situation, General Zhang felt a chill in his heart. With the dozen or so of his followers, he was no match at all. He might have died in battle today.
As expected, these unworthy soldiers rushed into the crowd and killed them mercilessly. Dozens of people died tragically immediately, including several of General Zhang's soldiers.
These prisoners fled in all directions, but unfortunately they were carrying torture instruments and could not escape at all.
General Zhang was besieged by several people and could not escape at all. This place has turned into a one-sided massacre. The blood stained the red sand and was quickly covered up without leaving any trace.
Ye Ling fell among the corpses, looking up at the sky, as if thinking about something, and then closed his eyes, not to watch the killing.
There are fewer and fewer people alive here. General Zhang had been stabbed several times and was almost dead.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said bitterly: "I didn't expect that I didn't die on the battlefield, but died at the hands of you insidious villains!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man from the Wudang Army rushed towards him with his sword raised, and was about to cut him down. Unexpectedly, a golden spear flew from a distance and pierced the man's chest. The impact knocked him back and his companion fell behind him. on the body.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a golden-armored general riding his horse from behind the sand dune. He came close and reined in his horse's head. His helmet tassels were flying, and he wore a golden mask on his face. His appearance was indistinguishable. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the golden gun, holding it at his side, majestic and murderous.
General Zhang was overjoyed when he saw it and hurriedly reminded: "General Qin, be careful!"
Seeing this, the unworthy soldiers stepped forward one after another and surrounded the golden-armored general, hoping to capture him first.
The golden-armored general waved his gun at his side, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the divine horse under his crotch roared and charged left and right as if it was connected with her mind. Immediately the general danced with his golden gun, harvesting the enemy's lives.
Golden light flickered in the air, and corpses fell down one after another. Not long after, the unworthy soldiers were defeated and fled in all directions.
Exactly: "
The silver saddle is covered with cold armor, and the spear is dancing in the breeze. He has a heroic appearance, fights hundreds of battles on the battlefield, and is backed by bloodshed.
The golden glow of the mask conveys murderous intent, and attacks will surely lead to victory, and all directions will be equal. Who knows the tenderness? In the sound of the Qiang flute, the name is hidden. "
Ye Ling raised her head and looked at the golden-armored general. At that moment, she turned over and dismounted, and suddenly a useless sergeant jumped out of the yellow sand behind her, slashing at the general with his blade.
General Jin Jia was caught off guard, and General Zhang, who was kneeling on the ground, shouted: "General Qin, hide quickly!"
