After Li Hongxi took the jade pendant in his hand, his expression suddenly shook, and then he showed a look of ecstasy. He turned to look at Zhang Xiaozu's leaving back, shook his head and sighed with complicated eyes.
Putting aside their grudges, Zhang Xiaozhu, Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa are obviously very good friends. It's a pity that Li Haoran's death made a knot between the Li family and these three people that can never be untied.
Although Li Hongxi had calmed down and thought about it during this period, and felt that Zhang Xiaozu was not to blame for Li Haoran's death, this did not reduce his hatred for Zhang Xiaozu, because his son died, but Zhang Xiaozu was still alive and well. , he did not accept this result. He is not a saint, and it doesn't matter who is right or wrong. Anyway, if Zhang Xiaopou doesn't pay the price for this, he won't be able to feel at ease for a day.
But in recent days, strange voices have gradually sounded in the family. After trying to understand the cause and effect of the matter, many people began to be dissatisfied with him as the head of the family. They felt that the family was paying for Li Haoran's arbitrary actions and Li Hongxi's wrong decisions. If it weren't for If the father and son provoke a powerful enemy, the family will not suffer such heavy losses.
Li Hongxi didn't need to think about it to know that it must be those guys who coveted the position of the family patriarch who were secretly fanning the flames and wanted to use this matter to force him to give up his position.
"A bunch of idiots!" Li Hongxi sneered in his heart with disdain. Li Haotian's path in the military was getting wider and wider. Father was more important than son, who could threaten his position as head of the family.
He withdrew his gaze from Zhang Xiaopou's retreating back and put the two jade pendants into his arms. He couldn't help but feel better, feeling that the two jade pendants in his arms were enough to make up for most of the losses. However, he would definitely not inform the tribesmen behind him of the existence of these two jade pendants.
Although he was fully mentally prepared, after checking the damage on the two floors of the treasure house, Li Hongxi still clutched his heart and almost died of pain. The first level of the treasure house was fine, with not much missing gold, silver and jewelry, but the second level of the treasure house was almost empty of all the elixirs and treasures. Fortunately, the family's ancestral cultivation techniques and swordsmanship are still there, as well as the extremely secretive immortal bones. As long as these three things are there, the Li family will not be in ruins.
At the same time, screams and hysterical curses could be heard from all the courtyards of the Li family, because their small treasury had been emptied. They care more about their own treasury than the loss of the family treasury, because the treasures in the family treasury are invisible and intangible, but the wealth in their private treasury is tangible.
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At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Xiaozu and three others were wearing light armor, carrying guns and mounting horses, and drove out of Yancheng North Gate with a team of two thousand light cavalry troops.
These two thousand people were all soldiers of Tianzi Camp, subordinate to the city lord's palace, and they were the troops directly under Qi Wuwei's command. Although their combat power is not as good as that of the black armored cavalry, they are still very brave and good at fighting.
Wan Qiuqing led the team, and Zhao Quan was the deputy general.
Different from the mission of the 30,000 cavalrymen who left the city early this morning, their mission was to find the left army that had lost contact with the army and rescue Qi Yoyo.
Since coming to Yancheng, this is the second time Zhang Xiaopou has gone out of Yancheng North Gate.
Different from the first time he took Qi Yoyo to look for water in Baihuang Mountain, this time he couldn't help but feel a returning feeling as soon as he left the city gate. Even though there are no living people in the village, and I will only see things and miss people when I go back, which will only increase my sorrow and sadness, I still eagerly want to go back and have a look, because his roots are there.
Zhang Xiaozu's mind even conditionally extended a shortest road from Yancheng to Baiyun City. Thanks to Qi Changfeng's detailed teachings in the secret room of Shenjing, he now has a complete understanding of Baiyun City, Jincheng, Haoyue City and Baiyun City. The city's geographical location, appearance, etc. are all clearly understood.
Don't worry if you forget somewhere, just take out the drawings of Qi Changfeng's paintings from the mustard seeds and you will know. He kept every piece of paper Qi Changfeng painted as a treasure. He felt that these papers might not be useful to knowledgeable people, but to him they were a huge wealth.
The refugees outside the city have been evacuated to other places. Two thousand Qingqi are galloping on the spacious Yanbei Road. The horses' hooves raise the dust on the ground, looking like a speeding yellow dragon from a distance.
While I was running, a strange sight suddenly appeared in the sky, auspicious clouds covered the sky and the sun was covered, fairy sounds curled up, dragons roared, tigers roared, cranes chirped, phoenixes chirped, and basalt unicorns - auspicious beasts all appeared, half-hidden and half-revealed in the auspicious glow of the glow, jumping for joy. .
Not only Yancheng and Dayu, but the entire sky of Jiuzhou Continent was covered by auspicious clouds at this moment, as if the door to the immortal world had been opened, and immortals were about to come to the world.
"Stop!" Wan Qiuqing immediately stopped the advancing troops. Like everyone else, he looked to the sky in shock and curiosity.
Rumble——
Suddenly the auspicious clouds surged violently, like thunder from ancient times approaching from far away, exploding in the auspicious clouds overhead in an instant. The auspicious beasts such as dragons, tigers, basalt fire phoenixes, etc. all calmed down and prostrated obediently on the colorful clouds.
Sacred and solemn pressure fell from the sky, and the war horses neighed, completely out of the warrior's control, kneeling on the ground like a well-behaved cat.
Not to mention war horses, even humans couldn't withstand the pressure coming from the sky. They rolled off the horse's back like dumplings and knelt down to surrender.
Zhang Xiaozu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body fell to the ground with a thud, as if someone was riding on his back and pressing his head to the ground. His face was as white as paper, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, his heart was trembling, and there seemed to be a majestic and unoffending voice deep in his soul that kept telling him to kneel down and surrender.
Zhang Xiaozu's eyes were splitting, and he struggled to stand up, but the more he struggled, the stronger the pressure he received.
Many people were in the same situation as him, but those who knelt down and surrendered immediately had nothing to do.
"It's the pressure of the saint, everyone should give up resistance quickly!" Wan Qiuqing shouted eagerly with a pale face. Her face was uglier than Zhang Xiaopou's. There was blood flowing out of her mouth, nose and ears. She was half kneeling on the ground, half of her body He was pressed so hard that he sank into the ground.
The pressure of the saint!
Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard this, and they hurriedly gave up the idea of resisting.
Zhang Xiaozu was no exception, because he felt that if he continued to resist stubbornly, he would be suppressed to death by this terrifying pressure.
Strangely enough, as soon as he gave up resistance, the pressure on his body disappeared immediately.
"Saint, it's so terrifying!" Zhang Xiaopou got up and knelt on the ground, raising his head and looking up at the sky. The shock in his heart was indescribable.
Suddenly, the auspicious clouds in the sky surged with bursts of thunder, opening to both sides like dazzling curtains. Then someone in the sky seemed to be holding a huge writing brush, dipping it in gold juice and using the sky as paper, stroke by stroke. Start writing.
First came three breathtaking characters: Saint’s Order!
Then there is a sentence: From today on, no one in the Nine Heavens can participate in secular wars, and those who disobey the order will be killed without mercy!
The large gilt characters lasted in the air for about half a cup of tea, and then turned into a stream of light and dissipated. At the same time, the auspicious clouds and rare auspicious animals also disappeared.
Scorching sun, clear sky, cloudless.
If he hadn't been kneeling on the ground, with the blood and blood still surging in his body, Zhang Xiaopou would have thought everything was an illusion.
For a while, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, and everyone was immersed in the shock of the saint's appearance.
Wan Qiuqing ordered him to rest on the spot for a quarter of an hour, because all the war horses were trembling with fear and could not stand up for a while.
"Do you think that with such a dry sentence, the powerful stars will be obedient?" After waking up from the shock, some people couldn't help but question.
"After all, it's the saint's order, so you shouldn't dare to disobey it." Someone responded, but his tone was obviously uncertain.
"There is an old saying, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away." Someone sneered indifferently, "There are only a handful of saints in the entire Jiuzhou continent, and the stars are all over the country. No matter how powerful the saints are, they can't control them. I think this is no worse than the decree issued by our Emperor Su. Most people will comply, but there are always some thorns who will disobey discipline and challenge the emperor's authority. If these people are caught, they will be punished by law Punishment will be severe, but those who cannot be caught will remain unpunished."
This man spoke eloquently and immediately won the approval of many people.
Someone nodded in agreement and said, "For example, a powerful star rushes out and kills all our troops with a wave of his hand. Unless a saint happens to bump into it, how can we know who did it?"
Of course, some people disagreed and said: "It is said that the saint's spiritual thoughts can sweep thousands of miles away in an instant. The divine thoughts can monitor the world, and no disturbance can escape the saint's discernment."
"Who dares to violate the sage's decree?"
"The higher your cultivation level, the more afraid you are of death. There should be few stars who dare to disobey the saint's beard!"
Zhang Xiaozu listened to the discussion of these soldiers and felt that what both sides said was reasonable. He couldn't help but ask Zhou Jianlai who was sitting next to him: "Brother Zhou, what do you think? Will the Great Master of the Stars obey the decree of the saint?"
"The power of the saint cannot be resisted!" Zhou Jianlai said in a concentrated voice, but then changed his tone and said: "If you are red-blooded and risk your life, how can you resist the power of the saint?"
"I think what that elder brother said makes sense -" Niu Dawa began to express her opinion, "The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Even if a saint can monitor the world with his thoughts, who would stare at the trivial matters in the world so chatlessly? Look. Taking a step back, it’s like there is a saint tens of thousands of miles away and discovers that a star power here has violated the law. Could it be that he would travel tens of millions of miles to punish this star power? ?"
"Little brother, what you said makes sense!" Someone nodded to Niu Dawa.
"We cannot speculate on the power of the saint." Someone shook his head and said, "Perhaps thousands of miles apart, the saint can destroy the star power with just one look? Or he can also ask the star power that is closer to take action. .”
"Who knows?"
No one has seen how powerful the saint is, and they can only guess with their own limited thinking.
A quarter of an hour later, the army was back on the road, but it stopped again before it had gone five miles.
A huge motorcade was approaching, blocking the entire Yanbei Road.
There were several tall horses lined up in front of the motorcade. The people sitting on the horses were wearing long ink robes and were from Yaowang Valley.
