Chapter 903

After the servants of the Gao Mansion left, Tang Yin let out a long sigh. He looked at Huangfu Xiutai and Jin Xuan, and asked curiously: "What is so special about Guangxuanling's spiritual martial arts?"

Huangfu Xiutai and Jin Xuan looked at each other, not knowing how to answer Tang Yin's question.

If one's cultivation reaches the level of Guang Xuan Ling, it seems that there is no one area that is special. It can be said that all directions are already incredibly strong, whether it is the spiritual transformation of soldiers, the spiritual transformation of armor, or the combination of weapons and armor.

Ability to be extremely proficient and able to retract and release freely.

After thinking about it, Huangfu Xiutai smiled bitterly and said: "Guang Xuan Ling's cultivation has at least reached the state of spiritual return to the true state. Even the spiritual pressure can be controlled and released from the heart. It is really...impeccable." For spiritual cultivators,

It is easy to release spiritual pressure, but it is impossible to hide one's own spiritual pressure. The only way is to take the spirit-dispersing pill to disperse the spiritual energy in the body, but Guangxuanling does not need to

By doing this, even if he doesn't take the spirit-dispersing pill, he won't be able to detect the existence of spiritual pressure on his body, just like ordinary people.

Hearing Huangfu Xiutai describe Guangxuanling's martial arts as impeccable, Tang Yin burst into laughter and asked: "Then according to Elder Huangfu, how big is the gap between me and Guangxuanling?"

Huangfu Xiutai would not say those flattering words, and said bluntly: "There is a world of difference, a difference between clouds and mud."

"Ha!" Tang Yin shrugged and chuckled, without saying anything more. To ordinary spiritual cultivators, spiritual cultivators like Huangfu Xiutai were already like gods, but in Huangfu Xiutai's eyes, Guang Xuanling

Like a god, is there really such a powerful spiritual cultivator in the world? Or is it that he has been frightened by Guangxuan Ling?

Tang Yin yawned, waved and said, "It's getting late, everyone should go back and rest!"

Huangfu Xiutai, Jin Xuan and others exited the tent one after another. As soon as they left, Letian quickly walked in from outside. When he came to Tang Yin, he whispered: "Your Majesty, the Pingyuan Army captured thirteen Shenchi who were trying to steal the camp.

people."

"Stealing the camp?" Tang Yin frowned when he heard this and asked: "Which elder's disciple is he?"

"These people should not be disciples of the elders. Their martial arts are very ordinary." Lotte replied.

"Only thirteen people, with ordinary spiritual skills, dare to come and steal the camp?" Tang Yin asked in disbelief.

"Oh... my subordinates haven't checked carefully yet..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Yin waved his hand and said: "Bring them to the Chinese military tent and I will interrogate them personally."

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Letian responded, then turned around and walked out.

After two cups of tea, Lotte returned and escorted in a group of men in rags.

Some of these people looked to be in their thirties or forties, and some were in their early twenties. Although each of them was tied up and had Feng Jun's sharp knife held at his neck, they still had a frown on their face, seven of them were unfair and eight of them were unhappy.

.

Tang Yin smiled when he saw this and asked: "Who among you is the leader?"

No one spoke, and dozens of people glared at Tang Yin coldly. They stared at him, and he was also sizing them up. These people had sallow faces and thin muscles, and their clothes were ragged. They didn't look like people who could be entrusted with important tasks. Guang Xuanling

Send them to steal the camp?

He stretched out his hand, flicked and snapped his fingers, and at the same time a small black flame burned at his fingertips.

He said: "Since you are all from Shenchi, you and others should also understand the horror of the dark fire. Whether you say it or not, I will figure out your intention."

While speaking, he slowly walked up to a young man in his early twenties, slowly stretched out his fingers burning with black fire, and touched the young man's eyebrows. A middle-aged man in his forties next to him could see clearly.

, his body suddenly shook, and he said urgently: "Don't kill him!"

Tang Yin didn't even look at him, he still stretched his fingers forward and said coldly: "If you want to save him, tell me the truth!"

"We...we are not here to steal the camp..." The middle-aged man lowered his head weakly and gritted his teeth and said: "We don't want to hurt your people, we...we just...want to grab some food..."

"Robbing food?" Tang Yin was amused. He dispersed the dark fire from his fingertips, turned around and asked with a smile: "Come to my Fengjun camp to grab food?"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Shenchi has been without food supplies for more than two months. In order to fill our stomachs, all the wild animals in the mountains have been eaten. We people have already been unable to get food. If we don't come out to grab food, how can we

Are you going to starve to death?"

So that's it. Tang Yin understood that they must be the people at the lowest level of the Shenchi. Now that the Shenchi has been trapped for more than two months, food reserves are tight, and the food can no longer be distributed to these people at the bottom.

He asked: "It's been a long time since you received food?"

"It's been nearly a month."

"How many people like you are in Shenchi who don't have enough to eat?"

"At least tens of thousands of people."

"The difficulty of being trapped in Shenchi is all caused by your Holy King. You must all hate the Holy King now!" Tang Yin asked with a smile. The more the Shenchi people reject Guangxuan Ling, the more likely he is to win.

However, what surprised Tang Yin was that the middle-aged man said angrily: "How can we hate the Holy King? We only hate the Fengchuan coalition forces that besieged us. Without you, we Shenchi people would not be unable to eat. Without you,

We Shenchi people will still live a peaceful and contented life, but it is because you are greedy and covet the Shenchi that you framed the Holy King and put us in trouble..."

"Presumptuous!" Before he could finish speaking, the Fengjun guard on the side raised his eyebrows, raised his saber, and stabbed the middle-aged man in the lower abdomen with the handle.

The middle-aged man had already been given the spirit-dispersing pill and had no spiritual energy to protect his body. After receiving a heavy blow from the Fengjun guard, he knelt down on the ground with a cry, his body hunched into a ball, and cold sweat continued to flow down.

Tang Yin chuckled and said: "You don't even know who the culprit is who killed you. You are really stupid. Killing you and other stupid people is really dirtying my Fengren's sword."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Letian, raised his head and said: "Let them go, there is no need to worry."

He wanted to let them go, but the faces of these Shenchi people became uglier than the last. No one could bear the contempt Tang Yin showed, let alone the always arrogant Shenchi people.

Seeing that they were all standing there without moving, Tang Yinxiao asked, "What? Don't you all want to go home?"

"You will starve to death if you go back..." Someone muttered in a low voice.

Tang Yin nodded with a smile and said to Letian: "Give each of them five kilograms of grain."

"Your Majesty..." Letian frowned. It's nothing to take out just a few dozen kilograms of food, but these people are loyal to Guangxuanling. Saving you is equivalent to adding enemies to one's own side!

Tang Yin shrugged and said: "It is Guangxuanling who is hateful, not these ordinary Shenchi people. Of course they are also hateful, but after all they were fooled by Guangxuanling, let them go!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Letian responded reluctantly, then looked at these Shenchi people, waved his hand and said, "Let's all go. Do we still need to invite you out?"

Everyone looked at each other, unable to believe that what Tang Yin said was true. Not only did he let them go, but he also distributed five kilograms of food to each of them. This was so different from the cold-blooded and cruel Feng King in the rumors.

Under Lotte's repeated urging, more than a dozen Shenchi people came to their senses, looked at Tang Yin with complicated expressions, and then followed Lotte out of the Chinese military tent.

Watching them leave one after another, Yin Lan snorted coldly and said to Tang Yin: "Your Majesty should not let them go. These people are so stubborn that they are still loyal to Guangxuanling and will not thank your Majesty for your kindness!"

Tang Yin smiled and said meaningfully: "For Shenchi, we must not focus on killing. Otherwise, even if we get rid of Guangxuanling, we will still have a big enmity with Shenchi, and trouble will continue to come to our door in the future.

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Yin Lan thought about it and felt that what Tang Yin said was reasonable. She nodded and said seriously: "My subordinate was impulsive."

Tang Yin smiled calmly, squinted his eyes, and said: "Yin Lan, pass on my military order. From now on, any people from Shenchi who come to the military camp to grab food will be spared if they can, and they will be captured alive!"

Yin Lan stepped in and saluted: "Yes! I obey!"

From the fact that the people of Shenchi began to take risks and rushed into the military camp to grab food, Tang Yin could judge that the current Shenchi industry was close to its limit. If the danger of being trapped could not be solved, not only the ordinary people would be without food, but also Guangxuan Linghe and

The elders of Shenchi are almost out of food.

Given the current situation, it is just right to send a signal for peace talks to Guang Xuanling, and he will definitely come. What he has to prepare now is to deal with the meeting with Guang Xuanling in three days.

Divine Pond.

The servants of the Gao Mansion left Fengying and galloped back to Shenchi City overnight. When he saw Gao Ge, they told him exactly what Tang Yin told him.

After hearing this, Gao Ge was overjoyed. King Feng and King Chuan were really courageous and not afraid of meeting the Holy King.

After learning that Tang Yin and Xiao Xuan were preparing to send envoys to invite the Holy King to meet in three days, Gao Ge immediately sent servants from the palace to find elders who had close personal relationships with him to come to his home for a confidential talk.

On the other side, the palace.

At this time, Guang Han was sitting cross-legged in the main hall, closing his eyes and concentrating. Four personal maids, Bi Han, Bai Fan, Fei Lian and Zi Yue, were accompanying him on both sides.

At this time, a guard walked in quickly from outside the palace, stepped in to salute, and whispered: "Holy King, Mr. Lingyan wants to see you."

"Oh, let him come in!" Guang Hanting said indifferently as he sat there without moving or opening his eyes.

"Yes! Holy King!" The guard bowed and retreated. Not long after, a man ran in from outside. He looked to be in his early forties. He was not handsome in appearance, short and thin. When he came in, he walked in small steps.

, ran very fast.

When Guanghan Ting approached, the man knelt down, kowtowed forward, and said respectfully: "Lingyan, the little man, comes to see the Holy King!"

"Yes!" Guang Han asked in a calm tone without raising his head or opening his eyes: "You came to see me late at night, but you have something to report?"

"Oh..." Lingyan groaned, his small mung bean-sized eyes moving around, constantly scanning left and right.
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