The old monk picked up the spiritual tea, blew it gently, and took a shallow sip.
After a while, he looked at her and said, "I came to see you, but it's because of my precious disciple..."
Duanmu Ruolan was shocked when she heard this and looked at the old monk, speechless.
After a long time, he said softly: "It turns out that when Mingzhu came to Feixian Island that day, she followed senior? Why didn't senior want to see me at that time?"
The old monk looked at her and shook his head, and said quietly: "What did you say? I advise you not to attack Southern Xinjiang? Whether it is good or bad is just your cause and effect, I will not interfere."
Thinking of Yelu Mingzhu's determination at that time due to the pain of losing her father, the old monk sighed again and again in his heart.
Fortunately, he stuck to his principles.
The principle was changed to Li Xiuyuan taking Yelu Pearl to fly the fairy bird, but he had to kill Yun Zhongchen with one sword.
Even the woman in front of me may not be immune. After all, that guy is a reckless guy with a clear distinction between love and hate.
Duanmu Ruolan sighed softly and asked quietly: "Didn't you say that Mingzhu's master is the national master of the Five Domains Dynasty?"
In his heart, the enemy who killed his father was two years younger than him. How could he be as compassionate as the old monk in front of him?
The old monk couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He looked at her and said quietly: "Mingzhu has two masters. The one you mentioned is now practicing on Tianshan Mountain..."
After thinking about it, the old monk continued: "Mingzhu was only three years old when she met that guy. He was both a father and a mother. If it weren't for various reasons, she should be accompanying that guy in Tianshan now."
When Duanmu Ruolan heard this, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken and a stab of pain in her chest.
It was a lifelong pain for her to leave Yelu Mingzhu behind. Although the girl has grown into a graceful figure now, she can't understand even her cultivation.
In addition to avenging his father and brother, his only wish is that his daughter can have a bright future.
Sighing, Duanmu Ruolan looked at the old monk and said quietly: "It turns out that Mingzhu is lucky enough to have two masters who love her and teach her her skills."
The old monk seemed to have seen through his mind and said quietly: "You should stop at the three towns. Don't go to Nanyun City. Don't embarrass my disciple."
Duanmu Ruolan was startled because he suddenly thought of a terrible thing.
The old monk in front of her gave her a feeling as deep as the ocean, much scarier than Gongyang Chunqiu of Feixian Island. If such an expert helped the southern Xinjiang army...
She suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore.
The old monk shook his head and continued: "Don't think too much. I will not interfere in the life-and-death struggle between the five realms, and I don't care about the final result."
"I just don't want her to confront you at the last moment. This is the only thing I can do for you mother and daughter."
Having said this, the old monk sighed: "After this battle, I will take her out of this world."
This was the second time Duanmu Ruolan heard that her daughter was leaving, and she was upset.
When Yelu Mingzhu told her before, she didn't believe it. Are you kidding? What kind of cultivation level does her daughter have? Why should she ascend and leave this world?
It wasn't until the old monk in front of her mentioned this to her again that she became a little panicked.
It turns out that there really are gods in this world. In this way, my daughter naturally does not have to practice hard and ascend.
Sighing heavily, she was suddenly upset and wanted to leave everything in front of her and follow Yelu Mingzhu to leave this world.
However, Yeluqi died because of her, and she could not speak to the old monk no matter what.
When the words came to his lips, they turned into: "Senior, why can't I understand Mingzhu's cultivation?"
This is also a question she hides in her heart. In her opinion, no one can answer it for her except the old monk in front of her. The old monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if I tell you this. After all, she will not have more fate in this world in the end."
"Since she left the grassland, Li Xiuyuan has not allowed her to practice the Qi of this world. Her cultivation is completely incomparable with the monks of this world. What she practices is..."
At this point, the old monk looked at her and said quietly: "You are the only one in this world who knows about this matter. I don't want a third person to explore the secret. Do you understand?"
In the old monk's view, if the woman in front of him couldn't keep this secret and told Yun Zhongchen and his son these things that shouldn't be said, he wouldn't mind being willful like Li Xiuyuan.
After hearing this, Duanmu Ruolan finally couldn't help but cover her mouth tightly.
It wasn't until that moment that she understood why she couldn't clearly see her daughter's cultivation with her own cultivation in the realm of transcending tribulation.
It turns out that since she was a child, Yelu Mingzhu has been practicing the skills that she will never be able to achieve.
Is that something only gods can practice? Even Gongyang Chunqiu of Feixian Island is far behind.
And the national master who was practicing in Tianshan actually let his daughter practice such a terrifying technique when she was three years old.
In this case, is there still hope for this war in the South China Sea?
Even though the old monk in front of her told her that he would not interfere in this war, she still felt a deep fear.
Because her daughter is on the battlefield! !
Yelu Mingzhu will not leave until this war is over! !
If his daughter is harmed, the old monk in front of him will inevitably intervene personally. After all, the gods outside the world have lived in the five realms for ten years for his daughter!
The old monk ignored her shock and continued: "As long as you stay in the three towns and don't go to Nanyun City, I promise to let you meet before I take her away."
Even gods like the old monk who do not eat the fireworks of the world have quietly become infected with a trace of the fireworks of the world under Li Xiuyuan's repeated infection.
Although in his opinion, it is inevitable that the old Taoist priest will laugh at him.
so what? He had been wandering the heavens, sitting in the Shura battlefield for thousands of years, and finally found a wishful successor.
For the sake of his precious disciple, he doesn't mind breaking the precept once in this world.
Hearing this, Duanmu Ruolan immediately stood up and congratulated the old monk deeply: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. Ruolan should stay in Xichun City with peace of mind, waiting for the day when she can reunite with her daughter."
"War is a man's business. If you don't interfere, I won't interfere either."
With a wave of his hand, the old monk turned into a breeze and disappeared in front of Duanmu Ruolan.
But a sentence came to my ears: "As for the cause and effect between you and Li Xiuyuan, I advise you to forget it. After all, you know the origin of the war well."
There was a ripple in Duanmu Ruolan's heart again, thinking that the guy on Tianshan Mountain could teach his daughter such a terrifying technique.
Even if you go to Tianshan Mountain, you are still no match for that guy?
Is it possible that I will never have any hope of revenge?
Not to mention anything else, just because the old monk told him that he would not interfere with the affairs of the Five Realms, he was much more magnanimous than Gongyang Chunqiu.
The old monk only has his daughter in his heart. He wants to pass on his skills to Yelu Mingzhu, so how can he care about the small world of Five Realms?
The oil lamp on the table jumped, and Duanmu Ruolan's eyebrows also jumped.
After sighing again and again, he decided to follow the old monk's advice and stay in Xichun City with peace of mind.
…
As expected by Nalan Yu, it was quiet outside Nanyun City for two days.
Not to mention the horn of attack, there was not even a shadow of a Nanhai soldier. The soldiers guarding the tower had an unreal feeling.
Come and try it quickly. 】
If it weren't for the traces trampled by hundreds of thousands of troops on the wasteland, no one would have thought that an earth-shattering battle had just occurred here.
It was night, and the wind blew in the wilderness.
It was already Haishi, and except for the soldiers on duty on the city wall, the entire military camp in Nanyun City fell into a deep sleep.
At this moment, on the wasteland less than a mile outside Nanyun City, there were unexpectedly bursts of green smoke, following the breeze, heading towards Nanyun City.
In the camp, Yun Zhongchen and military advisor Shang Donglin were guarding a pot of spiritual tea. In front of them was Gongyang Chunqiu who came from the third town.
Yun Zhongchen looked at Gongyang Chunqiu and asked, "Senior, why did my father come to the front line with you?"
Gongyang Chunqiu looked at him and shook his head, and replied quietly: "The grain and grass we brought were probably lost in the South China Sea. If something goes wrong again with the military grain outside the three towns, what are you going to do with it?" ?”
Shang Donglin nodded, looked at the two of them and frowned: "Compared with the battle in front of us, the food three towns outside is more important."
Yun Zhongchen said bitterly: "If it works tonight, in three days, we will break through Nanyun City."
Gongyang Chunqiu nodded, looked at the two of them and said, "If we can win this battle without fighting, it is naturally a good thing and it can also reduce many casualties for us."
After finishing speaking, he looked at the two of them and said calmly: "You two will drink tea here while I go to the front to take a look."
Yun Zhongchen was stunned, looked at him and asked, "Would you like me, this junior, to accompany you?"
Gongyang Chunqiu waved his hand and walked out of the tent: "No, I'm not looking for someone to fight for my life, so I don't need your company."
In Nanyun City, the living room of the City Lord's Mansion was brightly lit.
Yang Kaiyi smelled the faint pungent breath in the wind, looked at Nalan Yu and laughed: "Decades have been like a big dream, which brings me back to that night."
Nalan Yu looked at Wang Tianhua on the side and laughed: "This guy was the only one who ate secretly when he was hungry and didn't feel the pain of our life being worse than death."
Ouyang Dongli and Hua Luoyu, who were sitting aside, didn't know what was going on and couldn't help but frown lightly.
Hua Luoyu couldn't help shouting: "Brother-in-law, speak human language."
Nalan Yu was happy when she heard this, looked at her and said with a smile: "Didn't this just happen a few days ago? Xiao Hei even came back specially to find an antidote for Watson."
When Hua Luoyu heard this, she couldn't help but point at Ouyang Dongli and said, "Brother-in-law, do you mean that my husband's level of cultivation will also be affected by that evil poison?"
Nalan Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "How could I know? You won't know when you get up tomorrow morning?"
After speaking, he looked at Wang Tianhua sitting aside and asked, "Have you given out the antidote?"
Wang Tianhua chuckled: "This cannot be done in advance. It will not be effective until they are about to attack. This is the experience summed up by the national teacher."
When Nalan Yu heard this, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face. He looked at Hu Ge, Tang Chao, Hua Luoyu and others and said, "If this is the case, I'm afraid you will have to suffer for a day or two."
Hua Luoyu was startled when he heard this, looked at him and said, "Don't scare me, I'm timid. If you really get into trouble, I don't have the strength to help you fight."
Yang Kaiyi thought about the scene back then and couldn't help but laugh: "That's not the case. I guess they will say something tomorrow and give us three days to open the door and surrender."
Neither Hu Ge nor Tang Chao had experienced the Southern Xinjiang War that year, and Nalan Yu's phone call made them confused and anxious.
After enduring it for a long time, I couldn't hold it in any longer and had to ask: "General, do you think we will all be poisoned today?"
Nalan Yu looked at Ouyang Heli and sighed, spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is no way, who told the wind to blow north tonight?"
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