Over Kaiyuan City, three saints, Shen Xiliu, Qin Baxian, and Bai Ruoxi, were floating in the air and sitting cross-legged in meditation. Their auras were extremely weak at this time.
Qin Baxian's skin was completely bloodless, his pale face was like a corpse, and he looked very scary.
Bai Ruoxi is no longer the image of a beautiful young woman, her pretty face is full of wrinkles, and all her black hair has turned into silver threads, making her look like a dying old woman.
Shen Xiliu's condition is better. There is not much change in appearance, but she looks much weaker.
It is not easy to besiege and kill a saint. The three of them tried their best and still paid a heavy price.
A dazzling green light appeared in front of the three people out of thin air, and an old man in white robes walked out of the green light. The old man floated directly in the air and could not see his true appearance. He was obviously also a saint.
When Chen Xiliu saw the old man's expression changed drastically, he immediately knelt down on one knee respectfully and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Qin Baxian also said: "I have met your lord." His attitude was not very respectful, even a little indifferent.
Bai Ruoxi's expression was a little confused. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Who are you?"
The old man in white robe had no words, he just stretched out a hand, and a ball of green flame ignited in his hand, which looked very strange. The old man waved his hand, and the green flame split into three parts and flew towards the three saints.
Chen Xiliu's face was excited when he saw the green flames, and he looked like he was enjoying the flames. Qin Baxian watched the green flames fly to him with calm eyes, as if he was already used to it.
Bai Ruoxi felt like she was facing a formidable enemy. She turned her hands into palms and swung out fiercely. A powerful invisible energy rushed towards the green flames, directly scattering the green fire. After the energy dispersed the flames, she continued to attack the old man. .
The old man in white robe just waved his hand lightly, and his energy immediately disappeared without a trace.
Bai Ruoxi was shocked. You must know that she did not hold back this attack. Even though she was seriously injured, she could block her attack so lightly. This old man's strength was terrifying.
Before she could say anything, something even more surprising happened to Bai Ruoxi the next moment. The scattered green flames gathered towards Bai Ruoxi again. This time she had no time to take action and could only watch the green flames. Burn in yourself.
The expected painful feeling did not appear. Bai Ruoxi only felt a warmth surrounding herself, and an extremely comfortable feeling permeated her whole body. She looked at the blazing green flames on her body in surprise, and her injuries were showing signs of shock. Rao's speed is recovering.
Bai Ruoxi looked at where the old man in white robe was again, but there was no trace of the old man there. He actually left silently in the blink of an eye.
Bai Ruoxi looked at Shen Xiliu, and Shen Xiliu's eyes were also fixed on hers. Their eyes met, Shen Xiliu smiled and nodded silently, while Bai Ruoxi frowned slightly, her heart full of doubts.
The effect of the green flame was astonishing, and the three of them recovered from their injuries within a cup of tea.
A strange aura evaporated from Bai Ruoxi's body, and her appearance once again changed back to that of a beautiful woman in her thirties.
She stood up and asked in confusion: "Who is the old man you call your lord?"
Chen Xiliu said with an enigmatic look: "Elder Bai, there are some things that there is no need to explore clearly, and it will not be of any benefit to you or Dongxia."
Bai Ruoxi's expression became more solemn when she heard this. She frowned in thought and did not speak again.
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During the battle of Kaiyuan City, the Qinghe army that retreated from Ningguan City to Yingzhou was already close to Zidou Mountain. As expected by Xue Ding, their group's target was the Xinghe Sect, which was now full of elites and had no defense.
In the mountain village where Gu Xifeng originally lived, Erzhuang was living quite well these days. His parents were both in good health. His sister-in-law finally gave birth to a big fat boy for him, which made the whole family very happy. More importantly, his The teacher actually came back.
When the war broke out in Taichu, Sun Zheping got the news in Youzhou and immediately bid farewell to Chu Boping and returned to Yingzhou. He rode the big eagle wearing machine armor at great speed and returned to the mountain village where they lived in a few hours.
When Er Zhuang saw Sun Zheping, the tall young man couldn't stop his tears from flowing down his face. He ran over and hugged Sun Zheping. Sun Zheping was a little unhappy at first, but then he frowned briefly. He shook his head helplessly and let Er Zhuang hug him.
Sun Zheping still lived in the village. When he returned to his old home again, looking at the familiar courtyard, this man with a somewhat cold temperament could not help but feel emotional. Many memories came to his mind. Er Zhuang followed him obediently. Silent.
Pushing open the door of the main room, Sun Zheping walked in, followed closely by Er Zhuang. Seeing that the room was spotless, Sun Zheping nodded with satisfaction, then sat on a chair and stared at Er Zhuang with some seriousness.
Er Zhuang was very familiar with this scene. He stood in front of Sun Zheping with some uneasiness.
Sun Zheping was a little amused when he saw Er Zhuang being at a loss, but he held back his smile and said, "Er Zhuang, have you been lazy in your Tao Lue martial arts since you haven't been watching as a master these years?"
Sure enough, it came. Erzhuang lowered his head slightly and replied: "Teacher, this disciple has been working hard these years and has never been lazy."
"Well, I'll give you a test as a teacher! Memorize the chapter on military use in the Book of War." Sun Zheping said after thinking for a moment.
Has Erzhuang studied Tao strategy seriously for so many years? The answer is yes. In addition to taking care of his family, he has spent most of his time in this courtyard these years. He has memorized the books left by Sun Zheping by heart.
He recited it fluently without thinking: "The key to using military force is to respect etiquette and emphasize salary. If etiquette is respected, wise men will come, and if salary is important, righteous men will despise death. Therefore, the wise men do not love money, and when they are not rewarded for their merits, they should use both force and strength. , the enemy country is undermining. The way you manage people is to respect them with nobility and wealth, and then scholars will come. If you receive them with courtesy and encourage them with righteousness, then scholars will come..."
Just as Er Zhuang was about to finish memorizing it, Sun Zheping suddenly stood up from his chair. He stepped forward quickly and slapped Er Zhuang on the chest. This palm was quite powerful.
It was too late when Erzhuang discovered it. He hurriedly dodged sideways, but was still scratched on the chest by Sun Zheping's attack. Erzhuang felt pain and a muffled groan came from his mouth.
After Sun Zheping hit him, he sat back on the chair. Erzhuang covered his chest and looked at his teacher in confusion.
Sun Zheping frowned and said: "I don't understand what it means to be a teacher? The first lesson I want to teach you when I come back is to be vigilant at all times. You can't completely relax even when facing your closest relatives. Otherwise, if you encounter someone in disguise, I don’t even know how the master died.”
The teacher's teachings will be remembered by both heroes. He nodded solemnly: "Students will remember it."
"Believe it or not, if Xi Feng faced that blow just now, he would be able to easily avoid it, even if he is at the same level as you." Sun Zheping was still very satisfied with Er Zhuang, an obedient student, which made him feel in his heart Compared with the one who is not very obedient.
Erzhuang said: "I believe that he is a talented disciple of Xinghe Sect, how can I compare to him?"
With a crisp "pop" sound, Sun Zheping slapped his hand on the wooden table next to him. He said angrily: "Don't belittle yourself! So what if you have a bad background or poor qualifications? Your own destiny is in your hands." In the hands, diligence is also a kind of reward!"
Erzhuang did not expect that Sun Zheping would be angry because of this. The noise made by Sun Zheping made him a little scared, but when he heard Sun Zheping's next words, he felt very warm in his heart.
Erzhuang said with some gratitude: "Teacher, students, please keep this in mind."
Sun Zheping rarely showed a smile and said: "You have memorized the art of war well. You have not been lazy in the past few years. I will have a few drinks with my master in the evening."
Erzhuang suddenly noticed something and said in surprise: "Teacher, is your cough okay?"
"You just noticed? Is it too late for me to take back my encouragement?" Sun Zheping lightly rubbed his brows with a look of disgust on his face. Uncharacteristically, he made a joke that wasn't very funny.
"Of course it's too late, the students have memorized everything."
The two looked at each other, and the master and apprentice burst into laughter. The scene was very warm.
In the next few days, Erzhuang was in pain and happiness. Although he had worked hard in the past few years, there was no one to teach him in strategy or martial arts, which left him with a lot of confusion.
The arrival of Sun Zheping just gave Er Zhuang a chance to understand his doubts. He asked Sun Zheping about his doubts one by one, and Sun Zheping also told him everything he knew. This made Er Zhuang improve a lot in his understanding of Tao strategy. Even because of his qualifications The level of cultivation that had stalled for some reason had a tendency to improve again, which made him very excited.
However, Sun Zheping's teachings were the same as before. He didn't care if you were no longer the boss, and he would always beat or scold you. However, the two heroes accepted it readily and never talked back.
Er Zhuang could not find Sun Zheping at any time. Sun Zheping was not at home for a long time, and he did not tell Er Zhuang where he was going. If Er Zhuang could not find him, he could only look for him again after a while. Again.
Soon the news of the Xinghe Sect's expedition spread to the mountain village. Erzhuang also got the news from Sun Zheping. The two of them didn't know whether Gu Xifeng had participated in the war, and they were both worried about Gu Xifeng's safety. Erzhuang wanted to go to the Xinghe Sect to inquire about it. The news was stopped by Sun Zheping.
On the second day of the Xinghe Sect's expedition, Erzhuang came to see Sun Zheping as usual, but did not see Sun Zheping. He was accustomed to this, and there was nothing going on at home, so he did not rush back home, but chose to stay and read a book. He looked at it very seriously, almost to the point of selflessness.
The mountain village is as peaceful as usual. The villagers are busy with their own affairs. The war outside has not had much impact on this mountain village at the foot of Zidou Mountain.
No one is responsible for the rise and fall of the people, but the meat-eaters plan for it. This sentence is widely circulated among the people. Years of war have made the people numb. As long as everyone can stay away from the war and live and work in peace and contentment, it is not important to the common people who the king is. It is not even as important as the daily necessities of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Tea.
