"What happened?"
Looking at the panting Zhong Linggu, Shen Cong was doubly confused.
Because he was very strong, he had already reached the level of a fifth-level warrior, and his cultivation and speed were extraordinary, but he was still breathing thickly, which was enough to show how fast he ran over.
"Senior, the war in Northern Xinjiang has resumed. The remnants of Beimang and Daqian have come to fight."
Shen Cong was startled, but soon regained his composure.
He had previously deduced that Bei Mang was not really retreating, but was just secretly accumulating strength, so he had predicted the war.
The general trend of the world is that if we unite for a long time, we will divide, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite. This is an eternal truth, just fight. It is nothing more than changing the ruling class. What is the difference?
His identity is just a plain-headed commoner, and no one will notice him. If someone wants to target him with a master-level fist, can he withstand it?
Even if he can carry it, can his ancestors' graves be able to carry it?
"If Beimang attacks, there will naturally be Daxia troops on defense. Why are you so nervous?"
"Senior, I don't know. This time, Beimang, Dongliao and Xixia are joining forces to attack Daxia at the same time. They are also assisted by the remnants of Daqian. The other countries are also watching eagerly and peeping in the dark. Once a war breaks out, the consequences will be disastrous. "
"I didn't expect that they would make such a big deal this time. Daxia is quite a headache. It's a pity that the world of mortals has nothing to do with me."
Zhong Linggu said worriedly:
"Senior's cultivation is high, so there is no need to worry, but my Zhong clan is afraid that it will not be so good. With so many bloodlines, it is difficult to escape even if you run away."
"I can't help you with this matter, but because of your sincerity to me for so long, if the Beimang army really comes, I can leave a heir for the Qian Zhong family until the world is calmed down in a few years. Help him find a family to raise him."
This is already Shen Cong's maximum limit. He still has to cultivate the Taoism, so he can't bring a bottle of oil with him. It's okay to save one for the other party.
Hearing this, Zhong Linggu breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be best to leave a bloodline behind. It would be better than the whole family dying, right?
With Shen Cong's strength, as long as he asks, he will definitely be able to do it. When the time comes, he will leave more resources for the child to revive the family in the future.
"However, you don't need to worry too much. Even if the Beimang court comes here, it is just to seize the land and population. Your Zhong family is quite powerful, so they will most likely choose to appease you and then take it for their own use."
Zhong Linggu smiled bitterly.
"If this is the case, I would like to thank you for your kind words, senior."
"Let's not say thank you for now, but you have to remember one thing clearly. I don't want to be disturbed by anyone, so even if the Beimang court calls, I don't want anyone to know that I am here."
"Senior, don't worry, the Zhong family will never betray you."
Shen Cong nodded and then let Zhong Linggu leave.
He began to study ways to control people.
Of course, the master can also release some qi energy himself and keep it in the opponent's body. If the opponent has any objections, he can directly activate it to destroy his body or take his life. However, this is a general method. If the opponent encounters another Grandmaster, it is easy to solve.
Just like the girls in Qingyunfang, as long as they spend money, everyone can take off their clothes and take off their belts, which is very unsafe.
Among those martial arts, the most common methods of controlling people are nothing more than poison and poison.
Like the more famous life and death talisman, and Miaojiang insect poison.
Playing with bugs is not Shen Cong's hobby. That thing is so disgusting that it almost drives Shen Cong to obsessive-compulsive disorder.
So he was going to study a life and death talisman.
The life and death talisman inside is made by using wine and other liquids to reverse the true energy and penetrate it into the body to form Yin Jin. In fact, this is the same as the Yin Jin left by the master. If you want to truly lock the opponent, no one can unlock it. Then make a special mark.
Like making complex locks.
With Shen Cong's strong understanding, he quickly thought of a way.
"Formation!"
Formations use special routes to achieve unexpected effects. If you can form a formation in the opponent's body and only you can control it, no matter how strong his cultivation is, you can detonate it with a burst of his true energy, that would be perfect.
It was not difficult for him to do what he said. Shen Cong quickly created a few simple formations. After a little experimentation, he was able to directly explode a boulder by igniting it with his own spiritual energy.
But this is not enough. Once a warrior starts practicing, his internal organs will be strengthened, so it is possible for him to be able to withstand the detonation of this formation.
Therefore, Shen Cong made some enhancements to make the formation run longer, absorb more spiritual energy, and make the explosion stronger.
Until the end, the small formation Shen Cong created could even directly detonate a piece of fine steel, completely blowing it into pieces.
Such a powerful formation will definitely be ineffective against warriors placed outside, but if it is placed inside and detonates the heart or brain, even a third-grade warrior may not be able to withstand it.
When the time comes, carve one on the inside of his scalp, one on his heart, and one on his balls. There is nothing wrong with carving a few more. As long as the other party does not betray you, you will not detonate the formation. If the other party dares to If you betray yourself, don't blame yourself for being rude.
Directly dead without a complete body!
Shen Cong also made multiple closed loops in the formation. If there were any mistakes in the steps to untie it, the formation would instantly absorb the spiritual energy in the opponent's body and detonate on its own.
This thing can only be solved by a strong master, and he must be proficient in formations. It is estimated that there are few people in this world who can multi-task like me. Most warriors either practice martial arts or practice formations and it is impossible to do this. In this way, he practiced martial arts, alchemy, and formations at the same time.
However, as a steady expert, Shen Cong knew that there were still some outliers in this world who might be able to master both formations and martial arts.
For example, some children of luck, or the geniuses of aristocratic families.
But Shen is never afraid. Even if they have the same strength as him, they are at least one thing inferior to him, that is, they are not as despicable as him.
He also added hidden lines to the three formations. The three formations must be released at the same time. Otherwise, if one of them is moved at will, the other two formations will quickly activate and detonate.
This can ensure that no betrayer can escape his own punishment.
Perfect.
Over the next few months, the fighting intensified.
This time, God no longer favored the Great Xia court. Beimang dispatched the national army, known as Beimang's best master, to fight head-on. At the cost of minor injuries, he finally captured Ling Bupo, the general of Zhenbei. At this point, Beimang was defeated by Beimang. The army penetrated through, and Beimang's army was overwhelming all the way, and soon it took all the Daxia territory north of Qingzhou Prefecture under its command.
The three state capitals next to Qingzhou Prefecture were not much better either. They lost troops and generals and suffered serious city losses.
Shen Cong never cared about these things.
The country doesn't belong to him, and it's easy to get a headache if he worries too much.
Moreover, after Beimang obtained the land of Daxia, it definitely wanted to absorb the resources and population of the original land, so that it could establish better governance and better enhance its national power to maximize the benefits of the war.
As long as they are not stupid, they will not do stupid things like massacre the city.
Of course, Shen Cong would never believe it if he said that he would not kill anyone. After all, during the war, it was impossible for everyone to control their desires, but they would not be too exaggerated.
This is enough for ordinary people.
Although Daxia wants to defend its territory, Daxia's territory is too large, its troops are scattered, and it has to deal with other countries. Therefore, it is unable to compete and can only continue to shrink its military lines to ensure its effective strength and basic base.
Yuncheng was captured in the fourth month of the war.
The 50,000-strong army is led by Tamuli, the vanguard of Beimang, who is a fourth-level warrior!
The army had just arrived at the city. The fourth-grade vanguard masters went there to fight. All the officials in the city surrendered. There were also a few who were dedicated to serving the country, the new city lord, those from the Zhenwu Division, and some officials who were deeply favored by the emperor either fought. To die for the country, or to commit suicide to die for the country, it seems that Daxia is not so unbearable, and there are still a few loyal ministers.
Tamuli didn't do anything to the common people, he just took a fancy to the new city lord's still-charming wife. It was said that the city lord's still-charming wife was not as strong-willed as him. She cried at first, and in the second half of the night, she started yelling at the officials to hurry up. point.
The next day, we set off with the army and continued to the next city.
Shen Cong estimated that the vanguard general would not live long.
Either die on the battlefield or die in bed.
During this period, he never took action and stayed at home fishing. In the mountains and wilds, if birds don't poop, the Beimang army will naturally not come here.
The Zhongjiabao did not send their descendants over, so it seemed that Beimang did not take action against them.
In this way, after Yuncheng was occupied for more than half a month, Shen Congfang left home and came to the center of the city to see the situation.
"Sugar cake, fresh sugar cake."
"Youtiao, freshly made youtiao."
The streets were much the same as before, with no big changes, except that there were more people wearing Beimang warrior armor patrolling.
There are several people among them whom Shen Cong knows. They used to wear Daxia government uniforms, but now they are just wearing Beimang warrior armor.
Everything is business as usual.
When Shen Lai came to the blacksmith shop, the steward and the masters greeted him one after another, but the owner who came to check the accounts was unhappy.
"Is the business in the shop very bad recently?"
Shen Cong asked the steward, who quickly shook his head.
"No, business has been very good recently. There are more and more people making weapons. There are even orders from Beimang, oh no, there are orders from the court."
Shen Cong's mouth twitched.
"Boss, didn't you call them Northern Barbarians before?"
The person in charge was so frightened that his face changed and he quickly begged for mercy.
"Master Shen, I don't dare to say that, you are trying to kill me."
Shen Cong smiled and patted his shoulder.
"I'm just kidding you, what's going on, boss?"
"Why!"
The steward sighed deeply.
"Forget it, an officer from Beimang broke into his home a while ago and asked for some military expenses."
"Then what? He cares about money?"
"That's not the case. The main reason is that the officer saw his daughter."
"Hiss~!"
Shen Cong took a breath, which warrior is this? Can you get rid of more than two hundred kilograms?
The person in charge seemed to have noticed Shen Cong's thoughts and immediately said:
"It's not what you thought. When the officer saw his employer's daughter, he just cursed 'fat pig' and left."
"It's quite sad."
Shen Cong sighed slightly and then changed the subject.
"When the Beimang army came, did they do anything?"
"We robbed some rich people and kept the common people's money intact. We also lowered some taxes. Although the common people cursed the Northern Barbarians, they all accepted it."
At this moment, a group of Beimang soldiers suddenly came outside the door, carrying a large sedan behind them.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, but Shen Cong was a little surprised.
The boss quickly put down the account book in his hand and ran out to greet him with the steward.
"My lords, may I ask why you are here?"
Before they could say anything, someone from behind had already opened the sedan curtain, and a tall and tall young man wearing a Beimang leather jacket walked out.
He walked forward with a smile and said with a smile:
"Boss, manager, do you still recognize me?"
The boss looked confused, and the steward looked at it carefully, and shouted in disbelief:
"Are you a master?"
"Have a good eye for things."
Only then did everyone realize that it was Master Song's son Song Daqi who came this time. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then said happily:
"Da Qi, you are really promising now!"
"That's right, everyone is sitting on the sedan."
As the saying goes, if you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you, but if you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives.
Song Daqi is now rich and powerful, and these people will definitely want to get together to curry favor with him.
Maybe, I can make myself prosperous just like that.
Song Daqi just smiled at everyone, then came to Shen Cong, looked at Shen Cong, and bowed slowly.
"Master Shen, long time no see."
Shen Cong nodded.
"Long time no see. It seems that you are doing well outside."
With Shen Cong's eyesight, he could naturally tell at a glance that Song Daqi's current cultivation level had exceeded that of an eighth-level warrior.
A former orphan with no money, power or resources, he managed to break through to this level in just a few years. Even with some random encounters, it probably took a lot of hard work.
Song Daqi stood up and continued:
"If Master Shen hadn't gifted me an inner skill and mental method, how would Daqi be today? Daqi came back this time just to thank Master Shen. I have booked a table at Zuixianglou, the best restaurant in the city. Please Master Shen is here to reminisce about old times."
"also."
"Master Shen, please."
Under the envious eyes of everyone, Shen Cong got on Song Daqi's sedan and rushed to Zuixiang Tower.
The boss looked at Song Daqi helplessly, his eyes filled with regret.
"Why didn't you tell me that I didn't realize that this boy would have a bright future? If I had known this earlier, I would have married my daughter to him! What a pity for such a good potential stock!"
The housekeeper said quietly:
"If he married a young lady, he wouldn't be able to achieve great success, right?"
"What do you mean? Are you saying that my daughter is a spoiler? Are you interested in my daughter? Don't you want her to marry someone else? Tell me carefully."
I'm still writing, and I still have it today.
I have gingivitis and it hurts like hell.
(End of chapter)
