Spring goes and spring comes back again.
When the first ray of spring breeze turns to snow on the grassland, when thin green buds emerge from the grassland that has been sleeping all winter.
Yelu Chucai led the entire Yelu Royal Court soldiers to break camp and head towards the Yin Mountain. The sacred mountain that had been rumored for thousands of years, under Watson's persuasion, they finally wanted to see its true appearance.
The old people, children and women who left early have already taken root in the depths of Yinshan Mountain, because Xiao Hei has been there once.
Looking back, the bandits' den back then has become a paradise for children.
Even the suspension bridge that was burned down by Xiao Hei was repaired by the soldiers of Yelu Palace.
As long as King Khan goes there with a large group of people, the top and bottom of Yinshan Mountain will be the paradise of King Yelu's court.
A paradise without bandits and war.
The day after Yelu Chucai left, Watson and Xiao Hei left the pass and headed south along the vast grassland that had not yet completely melted.
Yelu Chucai was afraid that Watson didn't have enough horses, so he asked him to take an extra horse.
And the two of them were not in a hurry. According to Watson, it only took ten days to get to the beach. Xiao Hei was so excited that he looked at him all the way and warned him: "I said Watson, are you good at water?" ?”
Watson chuckled: "I was just catching fish in the creek in the back mountain. Before I had time to learn how to swim in the Fuchun River, I followed the blacksmith to the Tianshan Mountains."
Xiao Hei laughed in disgust: "Come on, I didn't expect that I have to teach you how to practice in the water from the beginning."
The two of them galloped all the way, switching horses, and finally arrived at the legendary coast of the South China Sea on the day before the fifteenth day.
Looking at the hundreds of ships in the sea not far away, Watson took a deep breath.
Looking at Xiao Hei with a grimace on his face, he said, "I wish I still had the magic talisman my godfather gave me."
Xiao Hei shook his head, looked at him and said seriously: "This is your war. My brother can't help you, and neither can I. You have to learn how to hold your breath in sea water first..."
Watson asked with a grimace: "Is it necessary?"
Xiao Hei laughed: "What do you think?"
After speaking, he pointed to the large ship not far away and said seriously: "Your targets are those big guys, not the Nanhai monks on the shore."
Watson let out a wailing cry and yelled unwillingly: "You are so cruel."
So the two set up a small tent on the beach three miles away from the big ship. In Xiao Hei's words, Watson would probably have to practice here in the next month.
…
Just when Watson was grimacing about whether to go into the sea to learn how to swim and dive.
It was already in full swing outside the three towns in southern Xinjiang. Thousands of acres of fields were burning with flames, and 20,000 troops began to cultivate food here.
Because five thousand war horses were brought back from the royal court of Yelu and not a single soldier was lost, Yun Zhongchen handed over the important task of growing grain to the meritorious minister Wang Danian.
Even Shang Donglin warned Wang Danian about the importance of these grains to the South China Sea army. Even if they spent 20,000 or more men and horses, there would never be any accidents.
Wang Danian, who originally wanted to follow the army to conquer Nanyun City, heard the arrangements of the young island master and military advisor, and knew that the belly of the army was the most important matter.
There was no pretense at the moment, but he patted his chest and accepted this arduous task.
So, when the first spring breeze blew and the frozen land had not yet melted, he led 20,000 troops and set fire to the fields outside the three towns.
Just like Li Xiuyuan back then, while melting the hard soil, he used the burned branches as fertilizer for thousands of acres of land.
The land in southern Xinjiang is originally very fertile. With these burning grass and trees, it must be another good harvest season.
In the palace of the Lord of Xichun City, Shang Donglin was discussing with Yun Zhongchen the important matter of when to start the war.
As early as two days ago, the Nanhai Army's 20,000 troops had already marched to the sixth trench, which was the station where the three towns in Southern Xinjiang went to Nanyun City.
There were still six trenches waiting for them to gnaw, but this time, both Yun Zhongchen and Shang Donglin decided to change their previous playing methods.
Decided to attack Nanyun City before summer comes.
The only way is to use the Hongtian Lei that I have never been willing to use before.
Yun Zhongchen looked at the map of southern Xinjiang and said coldly: "Wait another five days, when the snow on the wasteland melts, that will be the day of our attack."
Duanmu Ruolan suddenly asked: "When will our ship return to Feixian Island?"
Yun Zhongchen thought for a while and said quietly: "It will take another month. I will go back now and I probably won't have much military rations."
Shang Donglin sighed and said: "Then it's settled. The fleet will return to Shifeixian Island in one month and pick up the island owner to visit the three towns in southern Xinjiang."
…
In front of Nanyun City, on the seventh trench.
Blacksmith Hu Ge, Tang Chao, Ergou and Fu Sheng were arranging the army to dismantle a heavy slave and transport it back to the eighth trench.
Ergou didn't understand, so he just asked Hu Ge: "Master, why do you have to go to such trouble to move this good weapon back?"
The blacksmith smiled, touched his head and said, "The general said that we will start the first battle in spring and give the South China Sea army some sweet treats first, so that they can have the strength to continue attacking."
When Tang Chao heard this, he laughed and said, "What the hell, General Nalan is trying to learn from my brother how to dig holes and bury people. It's a pity that my brother refuses to go down the mountain and doesn't want to care about the worldly affairs anymore."
Hu Ge thought for a moment, looked at him and said, "He has already won two wars for the dynasty. We can't rely on him to defeat foreign enemies for the rest of our lives, right?"
Ergou said thoughtfully: "It would be great if Brother Watson was here."
When it came to Watson, even Hu Ge couldn't help but sigh: "He, he probably has more important things to do. Now in the entire southern Xinjiang army, he and Xiao Hei are the only ones fighting against the enemy. rear."
Tang Chao shook his head, glared at Hu Ge and said, "Hurry up and help. Maybe they will fight over tomorrow."
Ergou thought of Erhei's appearance, looked in the direction of Sanzhen and frowned: "Uncle Xiaohei is here, so they will suffer a lot."
While he was talking, a thunderous sound that was more terrifying than the spring thunder rumbled in the sky.
Tang Chao was startled, looked at the sky and said, "It's not raining. Where is the thunder coming from?"
Hu Ge turned his head to look north, took a breath and said, "Could it be that the emperor is trying to overcome the tribulation?"
Tang Chao shook his head and replied in disbelief: "My brother is on top of Tianshan Mountain, and the emperor cannot break through that easily."
Ergou pulled Hu Ge's sleeve and said, "Maybe it's Master Minghui from the back mountain. The old monk has been gone for so long, Master Minghui should have broken through."
Hu Ge was startled and exclaimed: "He is going to scare the shopkeeper and Sister Hong to death."
In the living room of Nanyun City, Hua Luoyu walked out of the door as soon as the first tribulation thunder sounded.
Looking to the north, he frowned and asked, "Husband, judging from the time, Master Minghui should have almost broken through the tribulation."
Ouyang Dongli looked at the lightning on the horizon and sighed silently: "Didn't the old monk say that Watson and his disciples completed the five realms of heaven last time? Now Minghui is afraid that he will break through and reach the level of transcending tribulation." realm.”
Hua Luoyu thought for a while and asked: "If Master Minghui breaks through the tribulation, will he come to southern Xinjiang to participate in this war?"
Ouyang Dongli thought for a while and said in a solemn voice: "You and I definitely can't interfere, but the monk is a monk in this world, but he can take action before he ascends."
"It's just that he is a monk?"
Hua Luoyu said softly: "Is it possible that you hope that he will kill to complete his final practice?"
"Bullshit!" Ouyang Dongli said angrily: "If all living beings in the five realms are trapped in the sea of fire, how can he, a monk who has become a monk, practice such nonsense?"
Hua Luoyu thought about it, stretched out her hand to grab Yelu Mingzhu, who came after hearing the sound, and chuckled: "With your old master monk guarding the temple in the town, we don't need to worry about these troublesome things."
Yelu Mingzhu was stunned and blurted out: "Is the old monk in the back mountain suddenly going to be restricted by this world?"
Hua Luoyu touched her black hair and said softly: "Ever since Watson and his godfather performed that miracle, the restrictions of this world are no longer the restrictions of the ninth level of transcending tribulation."
Ouyang Dongli patted the railing in front of him: "This is a simple matter. When Minghui comes to Southern Xinjiang, won't you know?"
The east wind blew and blew, melting the snow on the mountain.
A hundred miles north of the town is a deep mountain, and the thunder in the sky above the mountain has been ringing for two full hours.
On the stone flat of a stream, rocks collapsed and bursts of lightning flashed. Looking at Lao Shang, who was a hundred feet away, he felt relaxed and happy.
There was a pot of spiritual tea brewing on the stone slab in front of him. He held a half cup of warm tea and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to accumulate so much knowledge that you broke through and went to the third level of the cave."
Ming Hui, who was under the calamity thunder, was miserable because he didn't expect that he not only broke through to the cave sky, but also kept going all the way up without any intention of stopping.
The Heavenly Dao of the Five Realms did not expect that the first monk in this world to break through to the realm of tribulation was so fierce, so the tribulation thunder fell one after another.
Turning this world from day to night.
Ming Hui's body, which was about to be completed, was blown to pieces. The futon under him was stained with his blood, and the stone slab under him was also shattered.
The tribulation thunder and rain in the sky lasted for nearly two and a half hours. Seeing that the people who had overcome the tribulation were not dead, a colorful divine light fell from the sky.
Minghui, who was bathed in the divine light, took out a clean monk's robe and put it on, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, senior, for your mercy, allowing Minghui to hear the truth and break through the realm today."
The old monk looked at him and smiled, pointed to the spiritual tea in front of him and said, "Come over and drink tea. Let's talk about future arrangements."
Ming Hui, who was already at the fourth level of the Cave Heaven, seemed to be rejuvenated, suddenly back to her noon appearance.
He moved to sit down in front of the old monk, picked up the tea cup and asked, "Is it possible that the senior is going to leave this world with the pearl?"
The old monk shook his head and said softly: "It's not that I leave, but after a while, you go to southern Xinjiang. I guess you will take action in the final battle in Nanyun City."
"I will wait until this war is over before leaving with Mingzhu. Her cause and effect needs to be settled by herself."
The old monk continued: "Ouyang Dongli and Hua Luoyu are no longer monks in this world, so they cannot interfere in the war in southern Xinjiang. Do you understand?"
Minghui nodded and asked thoughtfully: "Senior, are you saying that the Nanhai Army also has monks who have surpassed the cultivation level of this world, or are you saying that they will violate the laws of heaven here?"
"Who knows? You're doing a good deed by staying there after all."
Lao Shang said calmly: "There are many things that Watson can solve. At the moment, he is not much worse than you, although he has not yet broken through to the cave sky."
"In this way, I feel somewhat confident."
Ming Hui, who had never been on the battlefield, was a little uneasy. She looked at the old monk and smiled and said, "I never thought that after practicing for a lifetime, one day I would be like my junior brother, the angry Vajra."
The old monk looked at him and sighed, and said quietly: "In terms of righteousness, you have to protect the people and sentient beings in the five realms. In terms of cause and effect, you have received a lot of teachings from Li Xiuyuan, both in public and private matters. Everyone has a reason to take action.”
Ming Hui couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Senior, I don't know, when I first met my junior brother on the road, he was only nine years old and he was ambushed by a group of killers in the realm of distraction."
