As soon as Wang Yidan left, heavy snow fell in the sky. Wang Qizhi came outside and caught a piece of snowflake with his hand. It quickly melted in his hand. He kept muttering: "I always heard the old man say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest." , I hope you can have a safe and smooth life this year."
In the study room of the palace, Wei Meng looked at the letters on the table and was furious. He asked the man in black kneeling on the ground, "Are these all secret letters from Zhao Shouyang, His Majesty and the rebels?"
The man in black answered truthfully: "These are indeed intercepted by black gold, absolutely true!"
Wei Meng slammed the table angrily and said angrily: "Since he is ruthless, don't blame me for being unjust! Order him down and act according to the plan!"
"yes!"
Late at night the next day, the heavy snow still showed no signs of abating. There were densely packed people lurking in the surrounding mountains and forests outside Burial Sword Mountain. There were about tens of thousands of them. They were all from various sects in the Wei area, and they came here on the order of the Prime Minister. Surrounded, killed and buried in Jianshan Mountain.
These people are not fools. The reason why they are willing to sacrifice their lives for the Prime Minister is because yesterday Wei Menggang revealed to these sects that the Burial Sword Mountain is the entrance to the Dragon Vein, which contains not only countless gold and silver treasures, but also countless Martial arts secrets, so he promised these sects that once the Burial Sword Mountain is captured, these martial arts secrets can all belong to these sects, and the treasure can be divided in half, but Wei Meng must keep three things, namely the Heavenly Book and the Purple Sky Sword. And the jade seal passed down from Dayuan Dynasty.
Needless to say, the latter two are symbols of power and throne, and Wei Meng is bound to get them. This heavenly book is said to contain endless mysteries. The continuation of the Dayuan Dynasty for so many years is closely related to this thing. Later, Emperor Yuan brought these things into Dragon Vein. , Dayuan Dynasty began to go downhill.
People like Wei Meng who steal the tombs of their ancestors naturally don't believe in numerology. He only believes that there must be many powerful strategies and national policies recorded in this book. This is what he needs most now.
At this moment, a blood-red firework suddenly bloomed in the sky. After seeing it, everyone from the martial arts sect swarmed into Burial Sword Mountain.
Seeing this scene, the disciples on guard duty were so frightened that their legs immediately softened, and they also released the fireworks in their hands as a signal.
The alarm bell rang throughout the Buried Sword Mountain, and many disciples were called while they were still sleeping. They hurriedly got dressed, picked up their swords, and rushed outside.
Since there are too many enemies, so what if Burial Sword Mountain is the number one sect? They quickly broke through the first line of defense and killed all the thousands of outer disciples. The blood dyed the snow at the foot of the mountain red, and corpses covered the entire ground. The scene was extremely bloody.
Tens of thousands of people from these sects came to the top of the mountain. More than 3,000 inner sect disciples of Burial Sword Mountain had already been waiting on alert. Seeing so many enemies, not only were they not afraid at all, but they directly faced the enemies and launched a desperate fight.
Zhao Shouyang was surrounded by twelve masters of the middle heaven position. One of them couldn't bear the death of such a chivalrous man, so he persuaded him nicely: "Zhao Shouyang, it's better to retreat! Go to the Prime Minister and admit your mistake, and then send him to Zhao Shouyang." If your accomplice confesses, I believe the Prime Minister will not forgive you."
Zhao Shouyang took a "poof" and didn't show any fear at all. He cursed at the twelve people in front of him: "You are also a well-known and upright person. You were once highly regarded by Dayuan. How can you now be willing to be under that Yuan thief and be his lackeys! Extremely abominable!”
A woman stood up and cursed: "You are so stupid and loyal! The Great Abyss is in decay and civil strife continues. We are complying with the destiny of heaven, so why not!"
"Hahaha, women really have long hair but short knowledge. It would be fine if the Wei Meng dog thief is a benevolent person, but he massacred Shaocheng in order to unify the north? How many people did he kill? Talk to me about obeying the destiny, it is really ridiculous!"
The twelve people present were stunned speechless. A man wearing black cloth armor suddenly appeared in the sky and ordered the twelve people below: "What are you writing about? Hurry up and kill him!" "
Zhao Shouyang looked in the direction of the thatched house on the back hill and muttered to himself: "Zi Zhi, I have suffered so much for you for so many years. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you." Then he rushed towards the twelve people .
Wang Qizhi had long been awakened by the shouts of killing outside. He thought that the Sword Burial Mountain was practicing again, so he didn't pay too much attention. Unexpectedly, hundreds of people suddenly broke in, killed the guarding disciples, and then directly broke through the courtyard wall. The thatched house is completely surrounded inside and out.
After Wang Qizhi heard the commotion, he opened the door and saw people standing outside with swords. He didn't tolerate these people and directly yelled at them to get out!
A man jumped down from the grave of Wang Qizhi's mother, kicked the little dirt bag, and said sarcastically: "What a pair of bastard mother and son!" Then he shouted to everyone present: "Brothers, catch this kid. Stay here so that you can communicate with the Prime Minister when you go back. If you dare to resist, you will have to cut him into pieces, and you will be rewarded by the Prime Minister if you take his pieces of meat."
Wang Qizhi is not afraid of death, but he hates others insulting his mother most. Even if he dies, he will die with his enemies!
The powerful internal force in his dantian suddenly burst out from his body, knocking the group back several steps. The hidden sword in his sleeves seemed to be sensed and flew out. After Wang Qizhi poured part of the internal force into it, the hidden sword suddenly changed back to its original form. Standing three feet long, he held the Purple Sky Sword in his hand and waved it lightly at the group of people, and a dozen people fell down in an instant.
When everyone saw this scene, they were so frightened that they backed away. Didn't the Prime Minister tell them that this kid's martial arts was abolished? How could he have such a strong internal power?
Before they could react, Wang Qizhi had already dodged into the crowd. In just a few blinks, dozens of people fell down. When everyone saw this situation, they were no match for this kid, and they immediately turned into birds and beasts and dispersed. Flee around.
At this time, Wang Qizhi's eyes were red with blood, and his eyes were filled with blood-red light, as if the devil from hell had reappeared in the world. Enemies fell wherever he passed, and he unknowingly came to the battle circle on the top of the mountain. Many swords were buried in his eyes. When the mountain disciples saw Wang Qizhi's terrifying appearance, they couldn't help but shudder. Is this the same Li Chunfeng they knew? How could it be so terrifying?
Zhao Shouyang was severely injured under the siege of twelve masters. He was half-kneeling on the ground with his long sword. He knew that he was in doom today and that even if he died, Wei Meng could not succeed, so he used his inner strength to shout to the surroundings. Said: "All disciples listen to the order and immediately activate the three thousand sword sealing formation!"
After everyone present heard the words "Three Thousand Sword Sealing Formation", they were shocked and frightened. What's more, some people began to flee. One of the twelve people, an old man, said angrily: "Zhao Shouyang, don't you want your life?" Is that so? Even if you don’t want to die, do you have the heart to let three thousand disciples be buried here?”
