Today's Li County and Yongchang County actually have no clear dividing line between Sancang Land and central Yongchang.
Since the war between the two counties, scouts from Lijun often appeared under Xingcheng, and scouts from Yongchang County occasionally went to Tingguan or near Shoutong. Therefore, small frictions between the scouts continued until the Battle of Southern Xinjiang. With the conclusion of the alliance, both sides restrained their scouts hundreds of miles away from the other side's city, and a vaguely acquiesced dividing line was formed.
But at noon that day, Lijun Qingqi, who was like a torrent of steel, crossed the dividing line and entered the territory of Yongchang County majestically.
The Lijun Qingqi marched very slowly because there were two large and luxurious carriages in the team, but Luo Chuan was not among them. Instead, he and Tongcang City guard Chen Shaoxiong rode at the front of the team.
"Brother, please go back. You can't really send me to Xingcheng," Luo Chuan looked at Chen Shaoxiong helplessly and said, "Don't you want Tongcang City?"
Chen Shaoxiong looked at the city wall of Xingcheng that was already in sight in the distance. After thinking for a while, he said solemnly, "The last general is at Tingguan. If the prefect summons you, the last general will break through Xingcheng and come!"
Luo Chuan secretly smiled bitterly, thinking that Xingcheng was probably not that easy to break through now, but he did not explain anything. He just said, "Li Mu's troops should have arrived in Zhengcang now, and Gan Yuan Han Feng and Ue Yuan Zhao Gui have also increased their troops. In the land of Sancang, there is no shortage of trembling prefects in this Xingcheng city, but they are definitely not me, Luochuan, okay, okay, let’s go back.”
Chen Shaoxiong nodded, and then the two of them looked up at the sky one after the other. They saw dozens of sword lights flying over their heads, causing the clouds in the blue sky to pull out an irregular straight line, "The man from the Cangyan Sword Sect Will the real master be here?"
Luo Chuan nodded, "It should be here."
Chen Shaoxiong lowered his head and looked at Luo Chuan, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. Lijun can be without anyone now, but you can't be without you." After saying this, without waiting for Luo Chuan's response, he pulled the reins and galloped away. One person and one rider, like a knight-errant.
Luo Chuan looked back at Chen Shaoxiong's retreating figure. After a while, he turned back and looked at Xingcheng in the distance. The slight haze of the journey north was swept away.
Niu Dexin, a long-bearded old Taoist who was following him on horseback, also looked back at Chen Shaoxiong and said to Luochuan's back, "Master Taishou, I have been observing for a long time. This big man's talent for cultivation, tsk tsk, is very good. It's better to call him back to the city to practice under that tree for a few years, and maybe he will become a strong person in the upper three realms again."
When the square-faced Taoist Chang Wuxi heard this, he pulled the long-bearded Taoist and whispered, "Senior Brother Niu, how can you discuss Lijun affairs arbitrarily?"
Niu Dexin responded cheerfully, without any formality.
Luo Chuan didn't take it seriously. He controlled his horse to move backwards, squeezed into the middle of a group of Wangchuan sword cultivators, and said, "Six realm strongmen like them who fought on the battlefield should also fight to the upper three realms on the battlefield. The human army There are examples like this, like the prefect of Jincheng County, isn’t it just that he was killed on the battlefield with a strong and powerful cultivation?”
Niu Dexin curled his lips and said, "The prefect of Jincheng County is better if he is strong, but when it comes to his cultivation achievements, he is still far behind compared to the other one." After Luo Chuan's appetite was satisfied, he said with a smile, "Have you ever heard that there is a Valkyrie in Northwest Ling County?!"
Luo Chuan pondered for a while and asked, "Taoist Master Niu is talking about the female general Xia Qianshi from the previous dynasty?"
The long-bearded old Taoist stroked his beard and nodded, smiling, "This female general has been disarmed and returned to the field for decades. It's rare that a younger generation like you can still remember it." He paused and continued, "This female Valkyrie visited me three times during her later period in the army. Chuan asked, she had previously visited all the major sects in the world and competed with masters from all major sects. Master once said that she went up the mountain to practice Taoism and came down to guard the border. She was a female hero who should not be underestimated. If she can be evaluated by the master like this, then It is absolutely impossible to be the governor of Jincheng County."
Luo Chuan looked at Xingcheng in the distance, "Is there really such a big difference between the mountains and the mountains?"
Qin Wansong nodded, "In my opinion, the biggest difference between the mountains and the mountains is that what they want is different. People in the mountains seek refuge from the world, purity, and longevity. It is difficult to seek these things from outside. They can only be realized by oneself. But people at the bottom of the mountains are different. They have seven emotions and six desires." Everyone has something to ask for, and what they ask for is all outside, so the fight will never end."
Song Guiyun, an old Taoist with a goatee on the other side, nodded frequently when he heard, "If the will is different, the way will be different. Therefore, there has been no intersection between the mountain and the mountain for nine hundred years. Although the current troubled times can make the people on the mountain live in the world for a long time... ..Most are still reluctant.”
Luo Chuan turned to look at Song Guiyun and asked, "If that's the case, isn't the Wangchuan Sword Sect the largest mountain sect in the world? Why do all the seniors who came down from the mountain in troubled times and die in the disaster have nothing to say?" Wangchuan Sword Sect all said nothing. Xiu fell silent.
After a while, the burly Taoist priest Xiao Zhan, who was full of murderous aura, said, "Probably because of Wangchuan, this is how it should be."
Luo Chuan shook his head solemnly, "I never think that the burdens in this world are born to be borne by a few righteous men. If they are not strong, they are willing, so they deserve to die, and let the remaining people lie in the dark and shut up. Waiting for dawn with eyes open. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. When the sky is about to fall, everyone must stand up and assume a posture of dying, even if it is bluffing and waving flags. Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope." He looked at the Xingcheng, who was getting closer and closer, said slowly, "This is why I have to come to Xingcheng. The world is like this. There are always some people who are willing to walk with us, and then we can depend on each other for life and death. Some people are not willing, and there are other It doesn't matter where you go, but if some people still think that they can enjoy peace and quiet if others stand in front of them, and they are complacent or even gloating about their misfortunes, then I will clearly let them know that there is no such truth in the world."
The old Taoist with a long beard frowned slightly and said, "But if some sects are unwilling no matter what...how can we force it? We can't just tie them up with ropes. They are all cultivators who have cut off their ties to the world. No worries, to put it harshly, some people on the mountain claim that all annihilations have nothing to do with them..."
"Free from worries? Even a casual cultivator can't really be free from worries. Since it is the path to immortality, his own life is the biggest concern." Luo Chuan looked like a businessman, "Not to mention those open-minded people. Don’t those in the Zongli sect seek to have a lasting orthodoxy? Speaking of reputation, even if they don’t seek to be famous throughout the ages, they still don’t want to be infamous for eternity. This really pisses me off. I asked the literary historians to describe their sect as sordid and shameless. They are chaotic and immoral, and if they find someone to copy tens of millions of copies and distribute them to the homes of scholars in various counties in Central Continent, I don’t believe they can still cultivate a great path in the mountains with peace of mind!”
The Wangchuan Sword Cultivators looked at each other in shock and were speechless. They thought that if this were true, the whole world on the mountain would lose face. Then they thought of Luo Chuan's words, "The Taoism continues", and couldn't help but feel even more sad. Liang, if one day the people below the mountain regard the monks on the mountain as sanctimonious people, wouldn't it mean that the sect's lineage on the mountain has been cut off abruptly? !
Luo Chuan looked at Xingcheng in the distance and murmured, "You have been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years. Since you are still in the world, you are still a human being..."
