But the sword had been kept for several years, and it was really useless. But if the thunder summoning talisman was used, it was obviously not suitable. In this humid forest, the enemy was not killed, but one of his own was killed by lightning.
While fighting and retreating, he thought about the solution, and the screams of many people from the Wang family kept coming to his ears.
"Forget it, let's fight quickly." Lin Jingzhe sighed, at worst, he will keep a sword later.
Although he didn't want to put himself in the Wang family's position, he had actually taken possession of their ancestral bronze mirror. If he didn't come to save them now, where would his conscience rest when they were really dead? If this really breeds inner demons, how will you get through it?
This is my last favor.
Perhaps, this sword can shock them for a long time, or maybe it can allow the Wang family to truly survive this crisis?
He slowly pulled out the sword from his waist and removed the strip of cloth.
Without the cover of the cloth, the sword shook in his hand.
It seems exciting and joyful.
A long-held aura slowly emanated from the body of the sword, like the dragon that had been dormant for a long time, suddenly bursting with light, waving its claws ferociously, and roaring.
The trees in the forest seemed to be trembling faintly, and even the face of the dead man's face twitched inadvertently.
The mind and spirit are united, and the sword and man are united.
"Samurai Sword!"
Lin Jingzhe gave a deep shout, slowly swung his sword, and an invisible sword energy locked onto the dead face.
The dead man's face wanted to escape, but he seemed to be half a beat too late. He only made a "chichichi" sound. He was struck by the invisible sword energy on the chest, and a line of black blood spurted out from the wound. His whole body hit the trees behind him. There was a cracking sound, and the giant tree surrounding the two people collapsed on the spot.
"Well!"
A muffled sound came from not far away in the forest. It didn't sound like a male voice, but more like a female voice.
Lin Jingzhe frowned, but saw that the man who knocked down the tree did not lose consciousness. Instead, he jumped up from the ground and ran away deep into the forest without stopping.
In the blink of an eye, he escaped without a trace.
Lin Jingzhe breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly took out the spirit-gathering talisman from his sleeve, held it in his palm, and absorbed the spiritual energy.
The sword just now almost drained the spiritual energy from his body.
After resting for a moment, he returned to Wang's battlefield.
From the moment the man with the dead face escaped, the group of people who attacked the Wang clan saw that the situation was not good, and quickly left the Wang clan behind and retreated towards the forest behind.
Gu Changshou and others breathed a sigh of relief. When they looked up, they saw the young Taoist priest walking from the forest.
"Master Lin." Gu Changshou said and came forward.
"Don't worry about me, go see them."
"good."
In this sneak attack, more than forty people died on Wang's side, most of whom were guards, and then women and children.
Wang Yi's brother also died in this sneak attack because he died protecting Wang Yi.
Wang Yi also became depressed due to this blow, and he instantly became much older.
Although his younger brother has no real power in the Wang family, he is also one of the main members.
There were now less than forty people left in the mighty team of a hundred people.
After resting and reorganizing for a long time, they abandoned several carriages, took only silver and food, and set off on their way.
When night fell, we walked out of the forest and came to a mountain road.
This mountain road is extremely wide and suitable for galloping horses.
Still worried about the group of people chasing after him in the forest, Gu Changshou and Wang Yi decided to give up their rest temporarily and spend the whole journey in a carriage or on horseback, galloping towards the mountain road ahead.
Perhaps because many people have been lost, the number of riding horses is now sufficient, and even the servants and maids can ride on the carriage.
Three days later, the team finally arrived at the second city, "Dengfeng Town".
They purchased a new batch of horses and replaced the carriage in the town.
Then he hired more than ten bodyguards, rested for a few days, and then hit the road again.
More than a month later, they came to another city and did not stop. They just purchased some necessary items and then started on the road again.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, and the huge Cangzhou City has appeared in sight. Although it is far away, it is still extremely visually shocking.
In the past few months, the journey has been peaceful, and I have never encountered the so-called enemies before.
Wang Yi, Gu Changshou and others naturally knew that the peaceful journey was only achieved by the shock of the young Taoist priest.
They may not have seen clearly how he used the sword that day, but when they passed by there later, they could see the towering trees cut down by the sword's energy.
They admired him, but they also wanted to win over him, but he refused in an implicit way.
When Cangzhou City arrived, it was time for him to leave.
"Nephew Lin, you really don't want to go into the palace with me and have a look?"
"No, Uncle Wang, I still have friends waiting for me. I can just stay at his place."
"Okay." Wang Yi didn't force him to stay.
But Wang Luoyi stood up decisively and plucked up the courage to ask him, "Can we meet again in the future?"
Lin Jingzhe replied to her, "Maybe, maybe not."
"Will it happen or not?" Wang Luoyi grabbed the corner of his clothes with doubts on his face.
"Let it go." Lin Jingzhe said lightly and left.
"Dad." Wang Luoyi was a little sad, leaning on Wang Yi's shoulder and crying: "Dad, my daughter is not ugly, why doesn't he like her?"
These shy words are usually difficult to say from this daughter's mouth. The fact that she said it now proves that she is tempted.
"You are not on the same road. Besides, his heart is not in this mortal world. One day, he will also appear in the drama we ordered after dinner. He may become the protagonist of the drama with your eldest brother. Woolen cloth."
"Is practicing spiritual practice really that good? I have abandoned family ties and cut off love. My life is not comfortable at all."
"You don't understand. You will know when you are older." Wang Yi said, touching her head.
"Loy is not young anymore."
"Oh, since you're not young anymore, how about daddy arranging another marriage for you?" Wang Yi always felt that if she didn't arrange a marriage for her, I'm afraid she would be stuck with Nephew Lin for the rest of her life, unable to extricate herself.
"No." Wang Luoyi blushed and refused.
"You kid, how did you learn to refuse in the first place?" Wang Yi was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly and thought to himself, this nephew Lin really abducted his daughter.
"Dad, don't force your sister to get married." Wang Shiliang came over and took his sister's hand and said, "In the worst case, when you two grow old together, Xiaoliang will support you together."
"You kid." Wang Yi shook his head helplessly. Their mother died early, and the burden of taking care of the children fell on him. Fortunately, he had been dismissed from office for ten years before he had time to be with them.
And Xiaoli, who was abandoned in the corner, felt lonely. After all, she was a maid with no identity, so naturally she would not attract anyone's attention...
Cangzhou City is located next to mountains and rivers, with a geographical advantage. There is a canal in the front and hills in the back. It is an easy-to-defend but difficult-to-attack capital city.
The city was built along the canal and had four gates, divided into southeast, northwest and northwest.
The city is surrounded by towering walls, which are ten feet high and majestic.
There is a huge bridge between Cangzhou City and the canal, which is the only way to connect Cangzhou City to the other end of the canal.
Secondly, there is a bridge that connects the northern city gate to the canal, but that bridge has not been repaired for a long time and has long been forgotten.
This bridge connecting the east gate of Cangzhou City has a very interesting name, and its name is Mowen Bridge.
Lin Jingzhe walked on the edge of Mowen Bridge, looking down at the riverside under the bridge.
On the river, there were more than a dozen sailboats. These sailboats included merchant ships and private ships.
The canal is thirty feet away from Cangzhou City, and the river is endless.
If you don’t want to go by land, taking a boat by water is also an interesting job.
The east gate of Cangzhou City is obviously several feet higher than the other gates. The gate is extremely spacious and has hundreds of guards.
Compared with it, Yelou Town is making a fuss out of a molehill.
The main roads and side roads in the city are paved with blue stones. Even if a carriage is driving on them, it is difficult to see even a streak of dust with the naked eye.
The streets are very lively, with countless pedestrians and vendors.
Lin Jingzhe went to a grocery store and bought talisman paper and cinnabar, and then went to a weapons store and bought a fine steel sword.
Afterwards, I found an "youjian inn" on the side road of the main city.
After paying the room fee for ten days, we moved in.
He had to redraw the talisman this time, after all, he finally got the blood from the dead face.
He didn't know if the black blood could be painted into talismans, so he wanted to experiment.
In the first experiment, almost two-tenths of the blood was wasted, and then a spirit-gathering talisman was drawn.
Some black light emerged from the Soul Gathering Talisman, making him frown.
The Soul Gathering Talisman is the talisman he is most familiar with. He actually has to waste two-tenths of the black blood to draw one talisman. Doesn't it mean that these black blood can only be drawn into about three talismans?
This was not worth the gain, so he couldn't help but think for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to him. In metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, people meant gold. Could it be that these black bloods were only suitable for painting the golden escape talisman?
Thinking of this, he started to draw the golden escape talisman again.
Three days later, he indeed had three more golden escape talismans in his hand. He was quite satisfied with the result.
In Cangzhou City, Chaotian Hall is the place where ministers face the emperor.
On this day, all the officials of the Wen Dynasty stood in the palace and witnessed Wang Yi directly criticizing the prime minister, claiming that he was incompetent, and then facing the imperial master, claiming that he was incompetent and unrestrained.
The emperor, however, was sitting in the upper position, looking at the two of them, neither angry nor annoyed, but thoughtful.
The emperor is a fat man, with a mustache at the corner of his mouth and a pale complexion. He is fifty years old.
As soon as Wang Yicai resumed his position as Grand Master, he dared to directly attack the officials of the Wen Dynasty, which surprised him. Even after ten years of retirement, he still had the same spirit of defying the heavens and anger.
The emperor took a fancy to him, so he called him back to serve as an official in the court, in order to suppress the arrogance of the current imperial masters and prime ministers.
What the emperor does is the art of balancing. Their life and death are naturally determined by their own thoughts.
But when he saw that they were getting mad at each other, the emperor cleared his throat, stopped them from continuing to make noise, and then said: "My dear friends, please calm down and listen to your words."
The emperor has spoken, and the ministers naturally dare not say anything.
"I have decided to reopen a competition and summon the talented people of the Chu State to compete. There are five titles. The winner will be the right-hand man of the Imperial Preceptor and help the Imperial Preceptor to come up with a way to fight against the Song State as soon as possible. witchcraft."
"My dear friends, what do you think of this discussion?"
"I have no objection," the Imperial Master shouted at the beginning, and the Prime Minister naturally followed along with his own people.
"Since I have no objection, let's retreat from the court." The emperor was very satisfied with this decision.
"I second the proposal."
At this time, the Grand Master's voice sounded, which made the emperor, who had originally thought about going back and sleeping with his new concubine in his arms, frowned and said with some displeasure: "Wang Aiqing, what else do you want?"
"I believe that the position of national advisor should also be fought for. After all, only those who are capable can do the job. How can we allow some people with half a bucket of water to sit and do nothing for a long time."
The emperor suddenly felt that it made sense, and then remembered that the concubine named Wang was still waiting for him to go back and favor him. How could he waste time here, so he said: "That's right."
