In the past half a year, Zihao, Shangqi and even Dayuan, the three neighboring kingdoms in the north, have struggled to have peace. Shangqi and Dayuan are better to say that although they are being attacked by monsters, they can still tolerate it, but only Zihao The country of Hao suffered heavy losses. The four-sided cavalry of apricot, yellow, black, carp, fat, wood, and brocade destroyed half of them. In Langcang City, there was a Immortal of the Fourth Realm who practiced evil ways. He just borrowed the power of the Five Realms and destroyed the entire city. Langcang City and all the monsters were covered in solid soil, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed, so they could stop the monsters from invading.
Even so, the scourge of the Zihao monsters was not eliminated. Finally, several immortals from the mountain sect came together and spent more than a month to eliminate the evil spirits of the Zihao monsters all over the territory. Fortunately, at the border area of North Yanze, there was no more evil for a while. No monsters rushed out, and the situation was stabilized, and the displaced people were able to move safely to other places.
Bones exposed for hundreds of miles.
After this incident, many people in the spiritual path who had the world in mind gradually left the mountains and forests to cultivate, said goodbye to their masters and disciples, and came on the road one after another. This made Beiyan Daze Border Gate, which was originally very short of manpower, more and more manpower available. After getting up, they set up camp three times in succession to repair the city head to prevent the monster from attacking again.
However, the more manpower there is, the more troublesome it is to manage it. Mr. Qingping has never been good at this, so he spared no effort to deal with all these troublesome tasks after years of rain and wind in the north. Yun Yiliang, who had already boarded the boat to investigate the situation in Beiyanze, personally repaired the city wall with his own hands, and went to the back of the pass to receive the incoming cultivators. Although it is unavoidable to curse a lot, with Qing Pingjun's temperament, even if Yun Yiliang learned from hitting the market, a fierce and arrogant woman with a gun and a stick, and the unethical and unreasonable swearing in the street will reveal her basic skills. This kind of hard work is a good business with a sure profit and no loss, so when Yun Yiliang heard this news, he urged the boat back, went to the base of the city wall and cursed the situation with two sticks of incense, but his facial expression did not change at all. Silly, he picked up two jugs of old wine and invited the former to go to the city to talk.
"You're quite leisurely." Yun Yiliang shook off the wet dew on his shoulder, sat down by the wall of the city tower, raised his hand to grab a bottle of wine, and drank two sips of it, forcing the coldness all over his body back, and his expression turned out to be as calm as ever. Angry, he raised his fist and hit Ersan on Qingpingjun's shoulder. Seeing the latter's indifferent expression, he stopped talking and rested his head on the city bricks, drinking slowly by himself.
The sky is getting colder, especially in the northern Yanze area. In previous Octobers, it was already frozen to the bones. This tenth month is better. Even though the cold wind is still blowing, it is far from what it was in previous years. It can also be completely dry at noon, which is a rare and good situation.
"Brother Yun, if you want to blame me, just say so." Mr. Qingping's expression did not change. He had not drank for a long time, but he asked such a question for no reason. After saying that, he stared at the small pavilion in front of him, dazed. Perhaps he felt that the sky was still cold, so he wrapped the phoenix-patterned brocade over and over again, making him look quite thin.
Yun Yiliang paused slightly while holding the pot, "Why do I blame you? Could it be that this wine was bought on credit and you can give me my name?"
"I've been a colleague for many years, so don't hide it from me. This place has always been deserted. I've been guarding the gate for many years. The few words I see acquaintances want to say are not as much as what I say in my sleep. Besides, I don't know which day I will die. In a foreign land, please listen to a few words and don't tell me anything." Mr. Qingping didn't buy it. The person in front of him had a clear mind. How could there be no doubt about what he had done before, so he closed his eyes slightly and felt angry.
"Can I say that you, Mr. Qingping, did something unscrupulous? In order to save the lives of the people at the Yanze border in the north, you made the people of the Central Plains suffer and massacre?" Yun Yiliang smiled, but replied without hesitation, "Or you Lord Qingping is extremely evil, he clearly gave up the idea of fighting for power with his brothers and wanted to maintain peace, but now he allows evil spirits to enter the pass without fighting to the death?"
"If I really say this, I'm afraid no one in the world can say good things about you, Qingping-Jun."
Everyone knows that a few months ago, when the evil spirit broke out into tens of thousands and stormed the pass, Lord Qingping only ordered to guard the pass for twenty hours, and then no longer allowed the people in the border to meet the enemy. He retreated ten miles to guard the high platform, letting the monsters go unchecked. Flooding into the Central Plains, even now, there are still gossips in the army, but fortunately they are all lucky to have saved a life, so they have not spread the matter to a loudspeaker, but there is some resentment in their hearts, which has not been expressed.
"How can we defend this vast swamp that spans almost three realms with the few manpower we have now?" After a long silence, Lord Qingping finally spoke, but he sounded exhausted, "We will turn our backs to the common people with our flesh and blood bodies." , to welcome the tide of monsters, the lives of these people have been entrusted to you and me since the attack, and we must always try our best to protect them. One will wax and wane, and when will it be over?"
"This time, giving way to the sharp point of the monster is a reminder to the immortals and the emperors who are sitting in the ninth heaven who only know how to protect themselves and don't know how to destroy the nest. In the past, we still need to take care of our lives and our lives; and then we can take this opportunity to gather some practitioners who have the world in mind and make the bonfire at the border gate more vigorous, which has never been started but has not been extinguished for many years. This is my thought."
When Qing Pingjun said this, he was not apologetic at all, nor was he ambitious and passionate. He said it in a straightforward manner, and it was natural.
Yun Yiliang raised his eyebrows and rarely put down the old wine in his hand. He glanced at the man beside him teasingly, "Using the evil hands of monsters to slap the faces of people in the world. Qingping Jun is really smart, but doing this is really not what I am doing." The hearts don’t match?”
Many years ago, when this royal family member, dressed in red brocade embroidered with phoenix, came to this time, he once said that the mountains and rivers were bleeding, and he would not give in even a step. He spent several years building the Daoqi Chang Pass in Beiyanze, and stationed countless practitioners to protect him. In the Central Plains outside the Pass, it seems that in the blink of an eye, old friends have been replaced by new ones. The old faces here are becoming more and more like autumn leaves withering.
"You still have to defend, but you can see the darkness outside the border and the demons have turned into mountains and lakes. How can we hold on for a long time with our hands." Qingping Jun looked downcast, and soon there was a manic look in his eyebrows. He frowned and cursed, "Everyone. I want all my comrades to risk their lives here and stop the enemy with their flesh and blood, but I just want to climb the realm and plot the world. How can I do such a cheap thing? If I don't get this slap this time, I'm afraid In more than ten years, the northern border will still be depleted of manpower, is it possible that we will all be exhausted and die here?"
"What the hell, they are just the roots of the family. They are the thorns in the heart of my parents. They have practiced hard for many years and died in vain. However, except for a few people in the world, no one knows about it."
Yun Yiliang wrinkled his cheeks, patted the shoulder of the person next to him with a half-smile, and shook his head helplessly, "After all these years, I still have such an angry temper. I blame the cold winter in Beiyanze for not being cold enough for you, Mr. Qingping." Anger? If it's like I said, don't steal wine from me next time just to warm your liver and intestines." "Without further ado, there are probably thousands of practitioners who have come to rescue me this time. , I estimate that in the next few months, we will be able to collect three thousand people, which can be regarded as a strong reinforcement. Although it is difficult to say how long they can stay here, they still need to be well recorded, especially swordsmen who are proficient in formations and the three realms. All kinds of manpower who are good at dealing with tide offensives will be allocated 30% and handed over to me." Uncharacteristically, the man did not challenge him, but turned his head and said seriously, "Within twenty days, I will go to the depths of Daze. Since Thousands of demons have risen before, but now we cannot lose our etiquette, and it is not polite to come or go. By the way, this group of newcomers can see the horrific scenes they will encounter in the future, and still want to stay in the Senluo Ghost Land. This is you and me, Pao Ze."
"Paoze?" Yun Yiliang probably wanted to grin, but the funny feeling came to his cheeks and was already frozen on his face.
"Later today, I'm going to see Qian Yulong, and take two jars of good wine. That boy has a big appetite. At least it's a festival, so I have to let him eat well. There are no weeds around the tomb, and there are no weeds on the side of the mountain. Water is indeed a good place to go." Mr. Qingping stood up, patted the dust on the brocade, and smiled coldly with Yun Yi, who was still leaning against the city bricks. "If I die at the mouth of a monster, it would be good if I could find flesh and blood. If you can't find it, then remember to find a corner of this brocade. After all, it took countless blood and sweat to weave it. It is very strong and tight. You can also bury it in the same ground as the old money and others, so you can finally have a companion."
"We are the same." The man drank and replied briefly.
It was clear that he was approaching the city, but Qingping Jun snorted twice, "Don't mention it, I am a rootless person, and the palace of the princes in the Qi Dynasty cannot accommodate me, but you are not like that. If you really die here, For now, I will bury you in the small town in the northwest corner, leaving only one son outside to toast you and visit you during the holidays."
"I have a hard life." Yun Yiliang said coldly, waving his hands repeatedly to signal Qingpingjun to leave the city as soon as possible.
"So don't die." The strong man covered in fire raised his eyes and walked slowly down the city.
And Yun Yiliang, who was sitting alone at the top of the city, drank the old wine and didn't get up for a long time. Instead, he rested his head on the old city bricks. The cool breeze floated around him, and the feeling of wine slowly rose, just like the rising tide of the big swamp under the city.
"You bastard, it's been several days since the Mid-Autumn Festival, and not a single letter has come through."
Qingpingjun, who had already walked hundreds of steps outside the city, turned around and listened with a strange expression. Then he laughed loudly, opened his sleeves, and boarded the boat alone.
Everyone around him was puzzled. Even the soldier who was responsible for rocking the oars could not suppress his doubts. He stepped forward and asked, "What do you want to do, the commander, who is boarding the ship alone?"
"Riding in a boat in the swamps coincides with drinking. You might as well give it a try today." Qing Pingjun picked up the drink and smiled at everyone around him, "There is no reason why only state officials are allowed to set fires and people are not allowed to light lamps. Monsters If I can get out, I can enter naturally, right?"
Even though everyone around him stepped forward to stop him, Lord Qingping didn't care. He even drove the man who was rocking the oar out of the boat. He steered the boat with one hand and held the wine with the other, and then leisurely left the shore and headed for the distant land shrouded in black clouds. go.
Chic and free.
