035. Breaking through two realms in a row, the boy has gray hair (please subscribe)

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"General Pei!"

Gu Fengtang rode a dragon horse and rushed to Pei Feng. He looked at Pei Tong in Pei Feng's arms, who was lifeless.

He couldn't help but clenched his fist and punched himself hard in the face.

"It's my handsome fault!"

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Pei Tong's death in battle was directly related to him.

He should take the note from Lu Ning seriously. Not to mention guarding against enemy attacks in the middle of the night, at least to avoid the battle tonight, Pei Tong will not fall.

Gu Fengtang was too confident in his combat prowess, and Pei Tong was even more so. Neither of them took Lu Ning's news seriously.

It's not that he doesn't trust Lu Ning, but that people will always be arrogant and confused.

The stronger the person, the more so.

Tianxing upstairs.

Xu Feng stood in front of the window, staring at the night sky with a heavy eyebrow.

A meteor swept across the south and passed away, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Although Pei Tong is talented, he is arrogant at heart and has not changed in his life. How can he listen to a young man?"

"This is his fate, it cannot be avoided by hiding!"

In Luotian City.

Gu Fengtang asked someone to prepare a jade coffin and put Pei Tong's body into the coffin.

The three armies observed a moment of silence.

Gu Fengtang stood up, looked at Pei Feng and said sadly: "I order you to take General Pei's body and return to Beijing and Zhou Dynasty as soon as possible. At the same time, I will take my incriminating letter with you so that your majesty can quietly change the commander and come to Luotian City as soon as possible. "

Pei Feng took Gu Fengtang's guilt letter with a sad look on his face. He led hundreds of black tiger riders and set off from Luotian City overnight to Beijing and Zhou Dynasty.



Jingzhou, Pei Mansion.

"father!!"

In a large room, Pei Tianbei sat up on the bed sweating profusely.

He had a nightmare just now, dreaming that his father was shot by thousands of arrows on the battlefield and died miserably on a black tiger.

"Young Master!"

Suddenly the lights came on in the room, and a maid walked into the room. Seeing Pei Tianbei sweating profusely, she stepped forward to show concern.

Pei Tianbei's throat rolled up and down. The nightmare just now was so real that he couldn't tell whether it was a real dream or if something really happened to his father.

"What time?"

"Back to you young master, it's almost time."

The maid said, Pei Tianbei turned over and got up.

After putting on the flying bear suit, hang up the winter thunder sword and head to the Demon Suppression Division.

Passing by an attic, there was a woman with an upright and delicate appearance, and a maid was dressing her up.

"Third sister, I'm on duty!"

Pei Tian shouted sadly and left.

"Hey! I haven't had breakfast yet...!"

Third Sister Pei shouted, and when she walked to the door, she found that her brother had gone away. The distant figure gave her a very lonely feeling.

The Demon-Suppressing Division.

Inside the Tianji Building.

Lu Ning unfolded a piece of paper. After reading it, he couldn't help but look up and closed his eyes.

He had been paying attention to the war in Luotian City. Before midnight, he got up and came to the Demon Suppression Division. He sat in the Hall of Justice for a while before news came from the Tianji Tower.

Unexpectedly, Pei Tong died in the battle!

After burning the note, Lu Ning strode out of the Tianji Tower and headed towards the palace.

At three o'clock in the morning.

Morning starts.

The empress sat on the dragon throne, a little listless. Zhang Juming, as the chief minister of the cabinet, was reporting some things.

For example, the officials who have been thoroughly investigated in recent days have committed some crimes. For example, Sheng Minzheng, the Duke of Zhenguo, arrived in Yezhou and dealt with the 200,000 silver-armored troops led by Zhang Lin.

For example, King Beimang's 100,000 iron pagodas plus 100,000 Beimang cavalry were fighting against the 200,000 silver-armored troops led by Wen Xing.

Lu Ning didn't say a word all morning.

The empress didn't ask.

After the morning session.

Lu Ning went to Yongle Palace alone.

When the empress saw him, she suddenly became uneasy.

Because there was no smile on Lu Niang's face, it seemed that there must have been a war in Luotian City last night.

The empress dismissed the palace maids, leaving only Bai Xue and Bai Wei. She looked at the silent Lu Ning and said with a trembling voice, "Who has fallen?"

Lu Ning's eyes flashed slightly, and she looked directly at the empress and said, "Your Majesty, don't be sad after hearing this."

How can you not be sad?

Whether it was the death of Gu Fengtang or her uncle Pei Tong, she would be extremely sad.

"Who!?"

"Uncle Pei Tong!"

"My uncle...!"

The empress's eyes turned red instantly. She didn't cry out and asked: "They should get your news, why...!?"

"Maybe it was a disaster." Lu Ning wasn't sure.

Ordinarily, Gu Fengtang would be able to see the news when it reached Luotian City. As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he should avoid a battle tonight.

But Pei Tong still fell, and there is only one explanation.

The calamity of life cannot be avoided.

The empress's eyes were red, and she hurried back to the inner hall while holding back her cries.

Bai Xue and Bai Wei quickly followed.

After a moment, Bai Xue came out and said, "Master Lu, Your Majesty wants you to go back first."

Lu Ning took a deep breath.

On the battlefield, things are changing rapidly. In many cases, it is not just a piece of paper that can change the situation of the battle or someone's fate.

It depends more on the coach's military talent and unique judgment.

After walking out of the palace, Lu Ning stared deeply into the distance. He seemed to see Gu Fengtang's depressed look.

Sighing slightly, it might be better if Mu Yan was the commander.

Experience: 186 million points

On the way back to the Demon-Suppressing Division, Lu Ning glanced at the Heavenly Punishment Catalog.

When I saw that I had experienced 180 million, I was immediately excited. The Vajra God Fist could finally be perfected.

Next, we only need to accumulate experience to perfect the first-level magical power of Jinlei Temple, "Golden Thunder Buddha".

Kung Fu: First Grade Golden Lei Buddha (7.5 million/25 million)

Reaching the beginner level requires less than 20 million, which is a matter of one day.

The Demon Suppressing Division, the Hall of Justice.

After Lu Ning arranged the tasks for Chen Hu and the five men, he quietly walked towards Beizhengsi alone.

Seeing Gu Wushuang arrange the task, Wang Ding and others left happily.

Only Pei Tianbei walked behind alone, feeling depressed.

Lu Ning's eyes flashed slightly, wondering whether to tell Pei Tianbei that his father had passed away.

"Brother Lu...Master Lu!"

Seeing Lu Ning, Pei Tianbei subconsciously called out Brother Lu, and then changed his words with a naive smile.

Lu Ning chuckled lightly: "You can call me Brother Lu today."

When Pei Tianbei heard this, he grinned again: "Brother Lu, we are going to the battlefield, are you happy?"

Lu Ning shook his head: "Not happy."

Pei Tianbei curled his lips and said, "We are going to the battlefield. We can fight the enemy side by side. How can you not be happy?"

Lu Ning sighed: "Oh! I can't go!"

When Pei Tianbei heard this, he said, "Why? Is it the Demon Suppression Division, and you can't leave?"

Lu Ning glanced at him, nodded and said, "Yes, I can't leave."

Upon hearing this, Pei Tianbei suddenly felt depressed: "It's such a pity that I can't fight side by side with Brother Lu."

Lu Ning smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "There is a chance..."

As he said that, he looked around and said, "Let's go find a place to drink."

"Hahaha...that's exactly what I meant!"

When Pei Tianbei heard this, he grinned.

Ever since he woke up from the nightmare, it felt like there was a stone stuck in his heart, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

He had experienced this feeling twice since childhood.

The last time, his father abandoned him in the Great Buddha Temple twelve years ago, and he didn't want to encounter such a situation again today.

When it comes to drinking, you can only have a good drink and that depressing feeling will disappear.

The two of them did not drink in Zuiwu Tower. Instead, they carried the wine jar and dishes to a mountain peak, looked for a big stone, and sat comfortably in the shade.

Drink wine and eat meat.

"Brother Lu, I haven't been this happy for a long time!"

Pei Tian smiled sadly like a five-year-old child, his smile as bright as spring.

Lu Ning originally wanted to use the energy of drinking to tell Pei Tianbei that his father had died in the war.

Seeing the latter's smile so bright, he held it back.

Time always passes quietly without anyone noticing.

The two of them ate, drank, and talked and laughed.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Pei Tianbei was so drunk that he climbed up the big rock and shouted: "Hey... God, can you hear my cry?"

"Hahaha... I, Pei Tianbei, am going to the battlefield. Soon, very soon I will be able to fight enemies with a gun!"

"That's been my lifelong dream... Hey, God, did you hear that?"

"I, Pei Tianbei, will definitely become a general in the future, conquer the world, and invite people from all over the world to come to court..."

"Brother Lu, isn't it? I can definitely do it...!"

"Yes, you can definitely do it!"

Lu Ning stood under the big rock, slightly raising his head to look at the high-spirited young man. His eyes were so firm and his voice was loud. For a moment, a name flashed in Lu Ning's mind, Huo Qubing.

Huo Qubing went to war at the age of seventeen. He was awarded the title of Champion Marquis at the age of eighteen, and he was granted the title of Langjuxu at the age of twenty-two.

Although life is short, it is as bright as a shooting star.

It has influenced Chinese history for more than two thousand years.

The Pei Tianbei in front of him was not yet eighteen years old and was about to go to the battlefield. He was the same age as Huo Qubing and was in his prime.

Lu Ning flashed to the big rock, stood side by side with Pei Tianbei, and said, "Idiot, it's not easy to be a general. You must not only be brave, but also have strategy!"

Pei Tianbei patted his head and said, "Brother Lu, you don't believe me, I have a brain!"

Lu Ning: "...!!"

I'm afraid you'd say that!

He looked to the southwest of the dark hole and said, "Idiot, your father is the Black Tiger Cavalry Commander, right?"

Pei Tianbei nodded and grinned: "Yes, Brother Lu, my father is amazing. He has always been my biggest idol!"

Hearing this, Lu Ning couldn't help but hold back the next words.

After thinking for a while, he said: "If one day, your biggest idol dies in battle, will you be sad?"

Pei Tianbei grinned and said: "How is that possible? My biggest idol cannot die in battle. He is just like Brother Lu, brave and mighty. He will never be defeated or die in battle!"

...Lu Ning didn't know how to answer the call.

He pondered and said: "I said if...!"

Pei Tian smiled sadly and said: "Brother Lu, there are no ifs, our army will win, and my idol will surely return and continue to protect the hundreds of millions of people in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Hearing this, Lu Ning sighed softly in his heart.

When I first met Pei Tianbei, the latter was very dedicated to the world and the battlefield.

Especially the battlefield, when Pei Tianbei talks about it, his blood must be surging.

There is currently news that Pei Tong died in battle.

Apart from him, the other four people, namely the Empress, Bai Xue, and Bai Wei, knew about it.

If everyone wants to hear the news, they must wait until Pei Feng returns to Beijing and Zhou with Pei Tong's coffin.

At least two days.

That night.

Lu Ning achieved perfection in the Vajra Divine Fist in the mountain col next to the old Taoist temple in the south of the city.

In terms of power, the Vajra Divine Fist in the Perfect Realm is a hundred times more powerful than the previous one in the Furnace Fire Realm.

Lu Ning was confident that without using the Spring and Autumn Sword, he could fight to a draw with the half-step first-level Xuanyin Cult Leader with only the perfect Vajra Divine Fist and second-level cultivation.

If the Spring and Autumn Sword is used, it is very likely to kill the leader of Xuanyin.

The next day.

May 18th.

Experience: 21.5 million points.

Lu Ning did not hesitate and added his experience to the first-level magical power "Golden Thunder Buddha".

In an instant, golden light flashed around him, golden thunder and lightning sprang up, and when he raised his palm, golden thunder surged.

Not only that, the aura has become much stronger.

Take a look at the catalogue.

Kung Fu: Golden Thunder Buddha (beginner, 0/50 million points)

Experience: 4 million points.

It takes 50 million experience points to reach the stage, which sometimes takes three days.

Lu Ning got up, washed up, had some breakfast and went to the morning service, but it turned out that he would not go to the morning service today.

He returned to the Demon Suppressing Division to check the news, but did not assign any tasks to Chen Hu and others.

Because he was vaguely aware that soon, the 68,000 Demon Suppressing Division members would go to the battlefield.

The most important thing at present is to train the art of attacking on horseback.

After all, Demon Suppressors are not very good at fighting on horseback, but this habit must be changed.

Lu Ning had nothing to do. North Chief Division, South Chief Division, West Chief Division, East Chief Division, and Zhongzheng Division all went to look around. They were all wearing armor, with heavy swords and winter thunder swords hanging on their waists, and they were also holding a sword in their hands. A purple-black spear made of fine steel.

Everyone is extremely brave.

Lu Ning stayed in Beizhengsi for a while, while Gu Wushuang looked for many books on tactics and explained them to tens of thousands of demon-suppressing people.

Pei Tianbei grinned and said: "Master Gu, don't blame your subordinates for interjecting. The battlefield is changing rapidly, and any tactics are bullshit. Only good tactics can be adapted to the changes in the environment, battle conditions, and situations."

"True military genius is not something you can talk about on paper, but something you can achieve in actual combat!"

"If you want to be invincible and invincible, you must go to the battlefield in person."

Hearing this, Gu Wushuang glanced at Pei Tianbei fiercely, "What do you idiot know?" You are talking nonsense. Are the tactics summarized by the seniors still wrong?

But not far away, Lu Ning's eyes brightened slightly, staring at Pei Tianbei and nodding secretly.

This idiot looks stupid, talking about marching and fighting, but he is not stupid at all. He also knows that the battlefield is changing rapidly and responds to the changing situation.

The tactics of the predecessors are only for learning and reference, and may not necessarily be used on the battlefield.

On the same battlefield, different coaches can use different tactics.

But the real essence is flexibility.

Instead of just copying the gourd.

Gu Wushuang glanced at Pei Tianbei: "Who told you?"

Pei Tianbei scratched his head and said with a smile: "My master! Old monk..."

Gu Wushuang said angrily: "Stop talking. If you don't want to listen, go practice your marksmanship."

Pei Tianbei glanced at him speechlessly and curled his lips: "Why don't you believe me?"

Pei Tianbei couldn't help but ride his fierce horse and gallop towards the distant battlefield, waving his spear all the way, the spear was like a dragon and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Wang Ding and others glanced at the young man with high spirits and galloping wildly, looking at him in surprise, and there was still an unruly and naive energy in his heart.

Lu Ning smiled and walked away.

That evening.

Lu Ning called Pei Tianbei to the Hall of Justice alone, put the Demon Suppressing Iron Clothes in Pei Tianbei's hands, and said, "I'll lend it to you for now."

"Brother Lu, are you really going to wear it for me?"

"Put it on. When you go to the battlefield, don't let down this magic-suppressing iron suit."

Lu Ning patted Pei Tianbei on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Pei Tianbei was very excited.

With this demon-suppressing iron suit, he seemed to be invincible on the battlefield.

He couldn't help but grinned to the base of his ears, and laughed loudly: "Brother Lu, I'm going."



May 19th.

noon.

At the south gate of Jingzhou City, the city guards watched with shock as General Pei Feng pulled the jade coffin and walked into the city gate with a hundred black tiger cavalry.

Everyone headed towards the inner city with serious faces.

On the streets of Beijing and Zhou, people saw this scene and moved out of the way.

I don’t know who is lying in the jade coffin.

But the news spread quickly throughout Beijing, Zhou and even the imperial palace.

The empress was in the Yongle Palace reading "The Essentials of the World". When she heard the news, she immediately got up and headed towards the Great Zhou Gate with Bai Xue, Bai Wei, guard Fang Xuewu and others.

"His Majesty!"

The moment he saw the empress, Pei Feng turned over from the black tiger with a sad face and saluted to the empress.

The empress's phoenix eyes were red, and she walked towards the jade coffin step by step.

Not long after, Zhang Juming, Shi Rui, Kang Langcai, Yan Guo Gong Yan Chang, Rong Guo Gong and other senior ministers came to the gate of Dazhou one after another.

"uncle……!"

The empress touched the jade coffin and burst into tears.

Zhang Juming and others were silent, but their eyes were red.

The Demon-Suppressing Division.

In Bei Zhengsi's martial arts field, Pei Tianbei rode a fierce horse across the martial arts field. His figure was as strong as a dragon, and he received a round of applause.

Not long after, Liu Xun came on horseback and shouted: "Pei Qianhu, come here!"

"coming!"

Pei Tianbei jumped on his horse ten meters away, appeared in front of Liu Xun and said with a smile: "Liu Baihu, what's the matter?"

Liu Xun said with an ugly face: "Master Si Zheng calls you and asks you to follow him to the palace. He is waiting for you at the door."

"okay!"

Pei Tianbei said nothing, picked up the spear and rode away.

Liu Xun looked at his back with an extremely complicated expression.

Gu Wushuang and others came over and asked, "What did Mr. Lu call him for?"

Liu Youyou glanced at the crowd: "Have you not heard yet that my uncle Pei Shangshu died in battle at Luotian City?"

"What??"

Hearing this, Gu Wushuang and others were instantly stunned.

Especially Gu Wushuang, who grabbed Liu Xun from his horse and said, "What are you talking about?"

Liu Xun said with a wry smile on his face: "Master Gu, this subordinate wants to talk nonsense. My uncle's coffin has been brought back to the palace."

boom!

When Gu Wushuang heard this, he staggered back a step.

It felt as if someone had hit my heart with a big stone, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Not only was she sad that Pei Tong died in the battle at Luotian City, but she was also extremely worried about her father.

"how so?"

"Why is it happening like that?"



At the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing Division.

Pei Tian rode up with a sad smile.

Lu Ning glanced at him: "Why are you wearing armor and holding a gun? Forget it, let's go!"

Pei Tianbei lowered his head and looked at his demon-suppressing iron coat, then at the purple-black spear in his hand, then smiled and quickly followed Lu Ning towards the palace.

"Brother Lu, what are you so anxious about?"

"Your uncle Pei Feng has returned to the palace."

"Yeah, it must be good news."

"No, you're going to die."

"ah!?"

Pei Tianbei was startled, his mood suddenly worsened, and he asked: "Brother Lu, whose funeral is this!?"

Lu Ning didn't answer and rushed straight to the palace.

Pei Tianbei frowned slightly, feeling extremely depressed for a moment.

He held back his words and followed Lu Ning straight to the palace.

In front of Tai Chi Hall.

The empress ordered the eunuchs of the Chengxuan Department to take the palace maids to start hanging silk. The uncle died in the battle, which was a national mourning, and the whole city was white.

When Lu Ning and Pei Tianbei rushed over, everyone present, including the empress, Zhang Juming and others, were all dressed in plain clothes.

Pei Tianbei didn't ask a word and strode forward with Lu Ning.

Staring at the jade coffin.

Next to the jade coffin, uncle Pei Feng, mother, second brother, and third sister were all dressed in plain clothes and wept in tears.

Pei Tianbei, no matter how naive he was, understood.

He rushed past Lu Ning and headed straight for the jade coffin.

In front of the empress, the coffin must be opened.

"Tianbei...!"

Pei Feng hurriedly went to stop it. The coffin had been closed and could not be opened any more.

Zhang Juming and others also wanted to stop them.

boom!

The purple-black spear in his hand was thrust into the ground, and the hard jade floor was instantly cracked.

The terrifying zhenqi swept across like a huge wave.

He shouted: "Who dares to stop me?"

The sound is like thunder.

No one dared to stop him.

The empress raised her phoenix eyes slightly and said: "Don't stop him, open the coffin and let him see it."

"Sister Empress, I will do it myself!"

Pei Tianbei had no expression on his face as he stepped in front of the jade coffin and pushed hard with both hands.

The lid of the sarcophagus opened with a bang.

Because of the extremely hot weather, ice was stored in the lid of the sarcophagus, and a stream of cold air rolled out.

Pei Tian stared sadly at Pei Tong, who was lying quietly in the sarcophagus. Pei Tong's face was pale but resolute.

The empress, Pei Feng, the uncle's wife and others took the opportunity to look into the sarcophagus and looked at Pei Tong's body. Their moods became even more sad.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

In an instant, Pei Tianbei let out a heart-rending roar of pain.

Penetrating the clouds in the sky, echoing between heaven and earth.

At this moment, he collapsed from head to toe, and when he was grieving, there was a "click-click" sound in his body, as if shackles were breaking.

A monstrous aura swept away from his body.

The young man didn't say a word. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he said to the coffin:

"Ahhhhhhhhhh...!"

"Ahhhhh..."

"Ahhh...!"

It wasn't until tears burst from his eyes that he knelt on the ground with a pop. In just a moment, his long black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, my head was covered with white hair.

The whole audience was moved.

"Ahhhh..."

Until his voice became hoarse and he could no longer make a sound, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Dad, dad...why...open your eyes..."

"Ah...ahem!!"

"Bei'er."

Mrs. Pei must have been extremely sad when she saw her son turning gray in an instant. She cried bitterly and rushed over to hug her son for fear of hurting his heart.

"Mom, dad is dead!"

Pei Tianbei hugged his mother and cried bitterly. Perhaps the sky in his heart suddenly collapsed, making him feel hopeless.

Lu Ning watched from a distance, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He never expected that Pei Tianbei would quickly grow old due to pain, and the cheerful and laughing young man kept flashing in his mind.

He laughed so happily before, but now, he was so sad.

"I'm going to the battlefield!"

Just as Lu Ning was thinking about it, Pei Tian's overwhelming anger reached his ears.

"You can't go to the battlefield!"

Just when Pei Tian was furious, Pei Feng stood up and shouted.

Pei Tian stared at Pei Feng with red eyes: "Uncle, why is this?"

Pei Feng said in a deep voice: "Your father, his last words before his death were not to allow you to go to the battlefield."

boom!

Hearing this, Pei Tianbei took a few steps back, but the next moment he clenched his fists: "No, I want to go to the battlefield to avenge my father."

Plop!

He quickly came to the empress and knelt down, cracking the stone slabs.

"Sister Empress, I want to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy to avenge my father. I want to go to the battlefield. I want to go now. Give the order quickly..."

boom!

A palm knife hit Pei Tianbei on the back of the neck. Pei Tianbei was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Lu Ning with red eyes: "Lu, Brother Lu...!"

As he said this, he became dizzy and fell to the ground.

Lu Ning caught him, picked him up, took a look at Pei Tong's body in the coffin, and bowed deeply.

Then he hugged Pei Tianbei, glanced at the empress, and walked out of the palace.

"I, Lu Changan, will be his guarantee and ask the Empress to allow him to go to the battlefield."

"I, Yun!"

The empress' phoenix eyes flashed, and her voice was like the cry of phoenixes in the sky, sweeping away.

"His Majesty……!"

Pei Feng was shocked. The empress had promised him just now that she would not allow Pei Tianbei to go to the battlefield. Why did she change her mind at this moment?

The empress looked at Pei Feng, her eyes unmistakable and said: "General Pei, I believe in him and give him a chance."

Hearing this, Pei Feng sighed heavily.

In one day, the whole city was deserted.

at dusk.

At the Dazhou Gate of the imperial palace, Mu Yan, who was wearing a golden battle armor and a mask on his helmet, with only a pair of eyes exposed, carried 68,000 demon-suppressing people and headed to Luotian City for support.

When Pei Tianbei woke up, the army had already set off.

"Brother Lu...!"

Pei Tianbei stood up and found Lu Ning sitting beside his bed. He immediately said, "Where is the army? Has the army left?"

"gone!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Pei Tianbei roared angrily and rolled up from the bed.

The next moment, Lu Ning pressed his shoulders.

"No hurries!"

Lu Ning scolded him: "You can leave tomorrow evening."

"I'm anxious to avenge my father!" Pei Tianbei looked angry. In his opinion, if Lu Ning hadn't knocked him out, he must have gone with the army.

Lu Ning said angrily: "Do you know that you have reached the third level of cultivation?"

Pei Tianbei was stunned immediately!

After feeling it carefully, I found that there was real essence in Qihai Dantian, but the meridians were broken.

"I……!"

Pei Tianbei was in a daze, how did I reach the third level of cultivation?

As for how Pei Tianbei reached the third level of cultivation, Lu Ning didn't understand. Maybe the old monk Wukong had been sealing Pei Tianbei's cultivation strength.

He immediately took out an elixir from his body. This elixir was golden gray. It was the Tianmai elixir that was awarded by the Heavenly Punishment Illustrated Book when Qin Zhong died.

There are three pills in total, which can not only repair broken meridians, but also strengthen and strengthen them.

Pei Tianbei regained consciousness, just in time to take the food, and then circulated the meridians to strengthen them.

"Take it!"

Lu Ning handed over the elixir.

Pei Tian was sad and ate it directly without asking.

"Tomorrow morning, your father will be buried in the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty. After he is buried, it won't be too late to leave." Lu Ning said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Pei Tianbei remembered this and nodded hurriedly.

"Sit down."

Pei Tianbei sat cross-legged on the bed, and Lu Ning mobilized his true power behind him to help Pei Tianbei quickly repair his meridians and temper them with the help of elixirs.

The next day.

The whole city was in mourning. No matter they were dignitaries or wealthy businessmen and common people, they were all dressed in silk and waiting for the funeral procession outside the gate of Zhou Dynasty.

Pei Tong's coffin departed from the Taiji Hall and headed to the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Being buried in the imperial mausoleum and guarding the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty is the highest honor of the Pei family.

Coupled with the fact that people all over the city were wearing silk clothes to send each other off, the scene was extremely touching.

Pei Tianbei was still extremely sad and didn't say a word along the way.

Pei Feng, Mrs. Pei, Third Sister Pei and Pei Tianbei's second brother looked at Pei Tianzhang with pain on their faces.

Lu Ning, Zhang Juming, Kang Langcai, Shi Rui and others accompanied the empress to send Pei Tong to the imperial mausoleum.

The battle was definitely not as spectacular as that of Emperor Mingwu, but it was still extremely glorious.

after the end.

Pei Tianbei was so desperate that he didn't want to stay in the Imperial City of Beijing and Zhou for a moment.

"Entered the third level?"

Pei Feng's face was full of shock. Yesterday, when Pei Tianbei screamed, he felt that there was something wrong with Pei Tianbei's breath.

At this moment, he paid careful attention to Pei Tianbei. The latter actually entered the upper third level?

"Uncle, you don't have to worry now." Pei Tianbei said with a deep eyebrow, holding a spear in one hand.

Pei Feng took a deep breath. With a third-level cultivation level, he was indeed very strong on the field, but he was not invincible.

After all, the battle is not about personal strength, but overall strength.

No matter how strong you are on your own, your entire army will be cut down by the enemy like wheat, but in the end you will still be unable to defeat others.

Outside the south gate of the city.

Lu Ning put his hands behind his back and looked at Pei Tianbei, Pei Feng and others.

"Remember what you said yourself. The battlefield is changing rapidly. You must learn to assess the situation and adapt to the changes."

"Brother Lu, I understand!"

"Go!"

Lu Ning waved his hand.

"Brother Lu, when I return in triumph, I'll have a drink with you!"

Pei Tianbei yelled and rode away, his snow-like white hair flying behind him.

The setting sun is like blood.

Shining on his lonely figure.

It's like wearing a red-gold battle suit.

Riding away in a jiffy.

Pei Feng and others rode a black tiger and chased after them.

Lu Ning shook his head and smiled: "When you return in triumph, I will bring wine to welcome you."

Lu Ning turned around and came to the tower, looking at the setting sun in the distance.

Walk along the ramparts.

Now the cities of Beijing and Zhou are completely empty.

There were only 15,000 city defenders, 6,000 forbidden troops in the palace, and more than 800 internal servants.

There are also two thousand demon-suppressing people from the Demon-Suppressing Division.

If King Anshan sends 100,000 soldiers to attack Beijing and Zhou, there is no other way but to activate the ten-direction killing array.

When he turned to the east gate of the city, Lu Ning's eyes fell on the highest Zhengtian Peak in the Dongsheng Mountain Range.

"Confucius' Courtyard."

Lu Ning murmured, it's a pity that the Soldier Saint is about to enter the first-level realm, and he will definitely not be able to go to the battlefield.

But the disciples of the Soldier Saint can!

"Little sister?"

Lu Ning's eyes brightened slightly. He had been studying with the Soldier Saint for almost half a year. He didn't know what level his little sister had reached?

May 21st.

Morning ends.

Lu Ning found the empress alone: ​​"Your Majesty, there are two news coming from Yezhou, one is bad news and the other is good news. I wonder which one your Majesty would like to hear first?"

The empress frowned and said, "Let me tell you the bad news first."

No matter how bad the news is, can it be so bad that Uncle Guo died in battle?

She can handle it.

Lu Ning frowned and said:

"Zhen Guogong's golden sword guards and Wenxing's silver armor army are facing each other at Fengwu Mountain."

"The Duke of Zhen Guo, Sheng Minzheng, suffered a defeat and was injured. He is old and frail, and his injuries are not serious. Although he defends Fengwu Mountain, he may not be able to last three days."

Hearing this, the empress' phoenix eyes flashed slightly and she said: "Immediately send an order to Zhennan Hou to support Duke Zhen Guo. We must withstand Wenxing's Silver Armored Army."

"Ask Yu Congan, the governor of Yezhou, to transfer the soldiers guarding the city who have not yet surrendered in Yezhou to Fengwu Mountain."

"Let the deputy general of the Golden Sword Guard, Tong Shan, temporarily act as the commander-in-chief, and cooperate with the Marquis of Zhennan to defend Fengwu Mountain. As long as he holds on, it will be considered a victory."

Lu Ning nodded upon hearing this. This arrangement was indeed appropriate, which showed that the empress still had her own mind.

The empress raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't there another piece of good news? What is it?"

Lu Ning's lips raised slightly: "The good news comes from Qiu Shan Academy."

Hearing this, the empress' phoenix eyes brightened slightly. She had not heard any news from Qiu Shan Academy for a long time.

The main reason is that I have been busy with government affairs in the past six months, and I am very worried about King Yongshan's inciting chaos, but I have forgotten about Qi Guifei of Qiu Shan Academy.

Lu Ning said: "Concubine Qi from Qiu Shan Academy, the imperial doctor has diagnosed her. In about twenty days, the concubine will be approaching the moon."





(End of chapter)