Under the guidance of an old Taoist priest, Li Xiuyuan from Tianshan Mountain began to build a magical wooden bow and the only two-playing piano stand in the world.
At least it seems that such a wooden bow and piano stand are unique.
Because he had never heard of such wood, let alone seen it. Moreover, the old Taoist priest was too lazy to explain to him the origin of the wood, saying that one day he would know.
Mu Mu couldn't remember how long it had been since she had been to Tianshan. After practicing sword practice with Nangong Ruyu on the cliff for an hour every day, she disappeared.
It is said that I want to make up for the time lost on Tianshan Mountain.
Nangong Ruyu also knew that the old Taoist priest did not want the two of them to disturb the master's practice. As long as he could see him for a day, he could follow Mu Mu to the madness in the world with peace of mind.
Li Xiuyuan used the knife made of sacred iron in his hand to slowly carve the wooden bow and the piano stand, and he was also carving time.
In his opinion, all he had to do was take the piano stand away to him and string it up before the master left the mountain.
And he wanted to spend more time polishing the wooden bow in his hand.
After building the two things, there was still some wood left from the old Taoist priest, which he used to make two wooden combs for Mu Mu and Nangong Ruyu.
There was another section but he couldn't find it. When he asked the old Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest smiled and said, "What if that wood doesn't want to be made into something for you to use for women to comb their hair?"
What he didn't know was that this last piece of wood caused the old man to throw it into the jade dish of his divine sea.
He plunged into the sacred soil under the high mountains and quietly bathed in the chaotic purple energy in the sky.
Waiting for the day when manna will fall from the sky and it will take root and sprout.
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Nalan Yu and Yang Kaiyi in Nanyun City were ready for a decisive battle with the Nanhai army. Hua Luoyu took Yelu Mingzhu and Wang Ruyi to the front line to supervise the battle.
Even Nalan Ming followed his aunt unwillingly. Only Hua Xiatian left the princess in Nanyun City and did not allow her to set foot on the battlefield.
He said he was too weak and would only cause trouble and not be able to help.
It was rare for Minghui to be with Ouyang Dongli, so naturally they made tea and discussed Taoism, and asked for advice on the way to practice after breaking through the realm.
Only Watson, who had left the South China Sea, led two horses and wandered on the road to Jiankun Royal Court all day long.
The horse moved forward slowly according to people's wishes, trampling through the Lili grassland.
In Watson and Xiao Hei's plan, they only need to complete the last two major tasks assigned by Li Xiuyuan before midsummer arrives.
He handed over the big ship in the South China Sea to God, and he had to rely on his own hands for the next thing.
"The King Khan of Jiankun Royal Court must not have imagined that we would go to his lair."
Xiao Hei lay on Watson's shoulder and croaked. In his opinion, if this trip really raided the home of King Jiankun, even King Khan who was in front of Nanyun City would not be able to lift the palace. Big waves.
The old nest is almost unprotected, so why bother following Feixian Island in the South China Sea?
Watson pinched the reins in his hand, thought for a while and said, "The purpose of our trip is not to kill people, it is just to cause trouble for the two Khans so that they cannot stay in peace and fight the battle in front of Nanyun City."
Before his godfather could tell him in detail about the Art of War, he knew that he had to finish what Li Xiuyuan told him right now.
This is an unreasonable inference about the war in southern Xinjiang. He and Xiao Hei just need to execute it step by step.
He believed that as long as the two Khan kings were allowed to cause chaos, Yun Zhongchen of Feixian Island would become even more angry. As long as people are angry, they will inevitably make mistakes.
As for the final decisive battle in front of Nanyun City, it was obvious that no mistakes could be made.
Whoever makes a mistake may lose the war in the end.
The horses passing by startled the birds that were looking for food in the grass. Watson looked around and could faintly see that the place further away was the Yinshan Mountain where he had stayed.
At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, there is vast wilderness, with wind-blown grass and low-lying cattle and sheep.
After leaving their homeland, Yelu Palace should find better pastures at the foot of the mountain, where the horses, cattle and sheep can eat richer water and grass.
"Watson, when can we arrive at King Jiankun's court?"
Xiao Hei frowned and said softly: "If you are not in a hurry, just find a place to rest for a while, make a pot of tea and take a sip of wine before leaving."
"It will take less than two days." Watson said quietly: "From the map, only Jiankun Royal Court is closest to Lanshi Royal Court. No wonder the two Khans are greedy."
Xiao Hei thought for a while and said, "If it were me, I would be greedy too."
The two of them walked for another day, heading east of the grassland, and occasionally saw a flock of sheep grazing by the Lan family or Jiankun.
The herds of cattle and sheep, and the horses running wild on the windswept grassland, dazzled the two of them, thinking that if there was no war, this would be paradise.
This place is far away from the three towns in southern Xinjiang. There is no fire, giving people a natural, fresh and peaceful feeling.
On the way, they passed several places where herdsmen gathered. Watson and Xiao Hei did not stop, but quietly walked around. Their goal was the base camp of King Jiankun.
Along the way, Watson had already changed into the prairie clothes that Yelu Chucai had prepared for him at the Yelu King's Court.
Even if some herdsmen saw it from a distance, they would only regard it as a young man visiting relatives on someone's grassland. They did not disturb the herdsmen An, nor did they disturb the grazing sheep.
So, when he was brave enough, Watson and the herdsmen would go up and buy some food, such as half a sheep that the herdsmen had killed, because Xiao Hei wanted to eat barbecue.
After these days of inquiring, I finally found out that none of the herdsmen on the grassland likes to fight.
Because once a war breaks out, the three towns in southern Xinjiang will be occupied and closed. The merchants there have already evacuated the three towns, so the grassland herders cannot go to the three towns to trade the materials they want.
The herdsmen on the grassland are all looking forward to the end of this war soon. No one hopes that the Nanhai Army can win.
Otherwise, if things continue like this, they won't be able to buy the things they want in the three towns, and they won't be able to sell their own things. No one wants such a day.
Xiao Hei laughed loudly and said, "Look, even the herdsmen on the grassland don't support those guys. This battle will be lost sooner or later."
Watson said nothing and pulled the horse forward. He wanted to find a place with water where he could spend the night before dark.
Next, the two of them stopped running around desperately, and finally saw the royal tent of Jiankun Royal Court at You hour on the third day.
Sure enough, we live here by water, and like Yelu Palace, it is backed by a low hillside.
The green grass on the hillside is luxuriant, which can be used to resist the wind and cold in winter. It is indeed a good place.
Watson looked at the beautiful scene in front of him and couldn't help but shook his head.
He thought to himself, if I burned your royal court with fire, would you still be able to fight with Yun Zhongchen in Nanyun City with peace of mind? Is it possible that the army can go hungry?
About a mile away from the king's tent, Watson and Xiao Hei stopped and lit a fire by the river. He wanted to boil a pot of hot tea first and then decide on the barbecue.
Xiao Hei looked at the setting sun on the horizon and said, "The grassland is good at any time except winter."
Watson was delighted when he heard this: "Even on Tianshan Mountain, winter is not convenient, isn't it?"
Xiao Hei sighed and said, "Brother, it's probably not fun being alone in the mountains."
Watson said: "After this battle is over, uncle, please go to the mountains to accompany your godfather. I will go with you... My sister is still accompanying her brother in Tianshan."
"Oh, I almost forgot that there are two little girls accompanying my brother on Tianshan Mountain."
Xiao Hei nodded, looked at Watson and said with a smile: "Hurry, finish the things here, there is still a Lan family."
"Stop talking nonsense, someone is coming."
Watson poured a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of Xiao Hei, and said softly: "Uncle, don't be nervous, let's see what that guy wants to do?"
"Good evening." The person who came was a young man similar to Fu Sheng, with a youthful and curious look on his face. He looked at Watson and said, "Which of you is from the royal court? I have never seen you before."
"I'm from the Lan family." Watson looked at the visitor and replied calmly: "While the weather is nice in spring, let's go out for a walk." Watson did not say that he was from King Yelu's Court, nor did he dare to say that he was from Nan. territory.
"Lan, last year I almost went to play with my father." It was obvious that this young man also had a restless heart.
"I was just passing by here." Watson chuckled, poured him a cup of hot tea and said, "I didn't expect the scenery here to be so charming."
"If you stay here all the time, you'll get tired of watching too much and want to go out for a walk." The young man said with a wry smile.
"Yes, no matter how beautiful the place is, there will be a boring day." Watson asked curiously: "There is a war in southern Xinjiang, don't you want to go over and watch the fun?"
Putting on the clothes given by Yelu Chucai, Watson now looked like a herdsman. Seeing that there was a kind affection in the young man's eyes, he naturally had no intention of guarding against him.
"My father didn't allow me to follow him. He said that swords have no eyes on the battlefield. He told me to go later."
The young man took a sip from the tea cup in front of him and said quietly: "I know they think my cultivation level is too low and they are afraid of causing trouble to them."
Watson was stunned and didn't know how to reply. Seeing the sincere expression on the young man's face, it actually reminded him of Wang Ruyi and Fu Sheng who were far away in Nanyun City, and he suddenly felt apologetic in his heart.
"Compared to here, it's really dangerous outside."
Watson took a sip of tea, frowned slightly, and said slowly: "When you leave here, you will enter Jianghu. Jianghu is very dangerous, and they are also doing it for your own good."
Xiao Hei looked at Watson and shook his head, thinking since when did you act like a bitch?
The young man glanced at Watson and said softly: "My father also said the same. My name is Zhi Ze Mingyu. Big brother, what is your name?"
"My name is Watson." Watson said: "The grassland and southern Xinjiang are two different worlds. No one will harm you here. In another place, someone might stare at you and beat you because you spent an extra penny. Your idea.”
As if he guessed what Zhize Mingyu was thinking, Watson continued: "People are cheap when they leave their hometown. Your father should have told you this story. In terms of comfort, hometown is better."
After saying this, Watson fell into silence.
The reason why he spoke his true feelings to the young man in front of him was that, firstly, he was not a murderous killer, and secondly, because Harisawa Mingyu had a pair of clean eyes.
Such eyes make people unable to help but put away their emotions, and cannot bear to disturb their thoughts about the young boy Ru Shui.
Just like himself, after leaving southern Xinjiang, it was difficult to go back. Although he couldn't help missing his mother, brothers and sisters, in order to complete the things assigned by his godfather, he had to hold back no matter how much love he had.
"I didn't expect that Brother Watson is also a sweet-tempered person. Do you want to come back with me? There are so many people there."
Obviously, Zhize Mingyu also developed a liking for Watson and wanted to invite Watson to the king's tent as a guest.
After taking a sip of tea, he continued: "I just look forward to my father coming back in the summer. After all, Southern Xinjiang is not our home. No matter how good it is, it belongs to others."
Watson was silent for a moment, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he replied quietly: "Young Master and I met here for a cup of hot tea. The same goes for Young Master. In the future, when you meet other people outside, you should not trust others easily."
Xiao Hei, who lowered his head to drink tea, thought for a while and realized that this was indeed the case.
Because his brother told him back in Shenlong Continent, don’t trust others easily when you go out, otherwise you won’t know if you will be caught and roasted or eaten.
"I didn't expect that Brother Watson said the same thing as my father."
Zhize Mingyu sighed and said quietly: "You give me a feeling of closeness... Could it be that I have to live in the king's tent forever and can't walk around like you, my eldest brother?"
"That's not the case." Watson said quietly: "If one day, when your cultivation reaches the level of your father, or even surpasses your father, this world will be free for you to roam."
Law-governing Mingyu spread his hands helplessly and murmured: "It is indeed a world of the weak and the strong."
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