Volume 4 I suddenly heard that there is a fairy mountain overseas

What's next for Zhang Yi?

The four gates of Chang'an opened wide, and tens of thousands of demon soldiers rolled out, heading westward. In one day, they had traveled more than a hundred miles and arrived at the foot of Mawei Slope.

In front of Mawei Slope, thousands of pear blossoms have faded early, and thousands of broken jade flowers are flying into the air, turning away the dust and dirt.

"stop!"

As soon as Ji Ruochen's military order came out, tens of thousands of demon soldiers stopped in unison, pointing like arms. Then the curtain of the soft sedan chair was opened, Ji Ruochen stepped out of the sedan chair, looked around first, and then gave a few instructions to the accompanying generals.

The general then led his troops to guard the main traffic roads and surrounded Maweipo.

Ji Ruochen didn't use his true power and walked slowly towards the Podingshan Temple step by step. On both sides of the road, there were pear trees of some age, each with twisted branches, and the roots and branches were filled with the dust of the years. When

In the middle of winter, the pear trees should have been dormant and dormant, waiting for the coming spring. However, the pear trees in the mountains were just blooming, and then withered and fell, turning into mud. In an instant, all the flowers fell.

The life is gone and filled with resentment and resentment.

When Ji Ruochen walked up the mountain, his spiritual consciousness had already covered the entire Mawei slope, and he had roughly guessed what happened here. However, he didn't know why his heart suddenly palpitated that day, nor why the mountain was full of pear trees.

, looking so resentful.

When he entered the mountain temple and stood in the courtyard, his spiritual consciousness was already leaking out like mercury, filling the entire small temple, gathering every breath one by one, and reflecting it in the sea of ​​consciousness. Then Ji Ruochen saw thousands of people

The Imperial Guards were shouting and shouting, brandishing swords and guns, and wanted to rush into the temple. The servants and guards used their bodies to protect the temple door, and the generals were stationed outside the door. In the main hall, Emperor Ming's face was as pale as paper, and he was lying on the ground.

Gao Lishi said something. Next, Concubine Yang and Gao Lishi were seen leaving the main hall and walking towards the east side room. The next moment, Yang Yuhuan was hanging on a three-foot white silk ribbon, and then Gao Lishi commanded the sergeants to

The side hall was demolished and buried.

When he saw Yang Yuhuan wrapping the three-foot white silk around his neck, a silent thunderbolt suddenly exploded in Ji Ruochen's mind, and he was stunned into blankness in an instant!

At this moment, he could neither see nor hear. He only felt that the skin all over his body was burning, as if there were raging flames all around him that could burn him into a pile of charred bones at any time!

Although Ji Ruochen's cultivation level has long been different from what it used to be, in this burning city, it is still difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. He reluctantly opened his eyes and looked around, but saw that everywhere he looked was filled with blazing flames. Through the swallowing flames, distorted

Through the smoke, he could barely see some burning buildings and pavilions, and the towering ancient trees that collapsed. He forced himself to open his eyes in the flames. Just after seeing it for a short moment, there was a stinging pain in his eyes, and the flames burned the city.

It darkened, and everything returned to darkness. It turned out that his eyes were burned to the point where he could not see for a while.

It's just that although the world is full of ink, the gradually distant background becomes clear, so the pain that floats from the bottom of my heart can no longer be concealed.

Ji Ruochen yelled and suddenly broke out of the darkness. He knelt on his knees and relied on his hands to support himself from falling. Cold sweat poured out from his body, soaking his thin clothes. The sweat trickled down, and he

A small pool of water formed under him.

With great difficulty, Ji Ruochen was able to catch his breath and regain his composure. His whole body felt like he was about to collapse. Not only was his true energy empty, but he also had very little physical strength left. Inside the Mountain and River Cauldron, it was completely cold, and the Nether Lotus had lost all its spiritual energy. Only a trace of energy remained in the deepest part of the lotus heart.

The star is blue, that is the last Mingyan.

Ji Ruochen struggled to stand up and looked around. The small dilapidated temple was still around, and the ashes of two bonfires could be seen in the courtyard, which had long been cold. The door of the main hall was half open, and the incense table could be vaguely seen inside. The west side hall was still there.

It was intact, but the east hall was already a piece of rubble. The sky was already covered with lead clouds, and the cold wind blew through, scattering flakes of snow.

Ji Ruochen picked up the remaining real energy and waved his right hand. The rubble of the east side hall scattered and fell out of the hall below. Under the ruins, there was only a Chinese dress, but no Yang Yuhuan's body! Ji Ruochen seemed to have already died.

Expecting this result, he just sighed secretly. When Cang Ye was fighting for his life, one of the reasons that supported him was revenge. But at this time, he really saw Concubine Yang hanging herself, and he was filled with anger, which suddenly melted like spring snow.

, gradually passed away. After Minghuang fled westward in a hurry, he had only traveled more than a hundred miles. If the demon soldiers used their strength, they could catch up in a day and night at the latest.

But even though Emperor Ming was here, Ji Ruochen could no longer bear the murderous intention.

Standing in the center of this desolate and lonely temple, Ji Ruochen's heart was like the windy and snowy sky, gradually becoming lonely. His consciousness returned to the lotus heart of the Minglian, merged with the last star of Mingyan, and returned to loneliness. In the Taiji Hall

The imperial aura in the human world that had been cultivated and cultivated gradually faded away.

One by one, it is in line with the way of heaven. For Ji Ruochen, the emperor's Qi cultivated through the Taiji Hall has reached the peak of its momentum. At this moment, it has returned to silence, which coincides with the great road.

However, deep down in his heart, he actually had some doubts about whether this downturn was due to the ebb and flow of the tide, or whether it was mixed with something else.

By the time Ji Ruochen stepped out of the mountain temple, it was already dark. Snowflakes the size of goose feathers were falling one after another, turning the mountains far and near into a silvery white color. There was also a thick layer of snow on the official road when the army came, making the journey difficult.

.In this snowy and windy weather, it is almost dusk. Not to mention the barren mountains and mountains, not even a single person can be seen on the official road. Although the demon soldiers are not as afraid of the cold as ordinary people, they still stand in the cold wind and heavy snow.

After being there for a long time, my lips were turned gray from the cold. Within a radius of dozens of miles, the only place that could protect me from the wind and rain was the mountain temple on the top of the slope. But with the military order, no one set foot on the top of the slope.

Ji Ruochen walked straight through the crowd of demon soldiers, returned to the sedan chair, and said calmly: "Go back to Chang'an."

The generals beside the sedan were all startled and couldn't help but ask: "General, Emperor Ming has traveled more than a hundred miles at most. Although it's snowing, if we march lightly, we can catch up with them at dawn at most."

.My subordinates have checked the surrounding traces, and the Emperor Ming only has one or two thousand troops and horses at most!"

After a moment of silence in the sedan, Ji Ruochen said: "Go back to Chang'an."

Since the formation of the army, Ji Ruochen has only issued military orders for the second time at most, and never explained them. The generals also knew that they could not disobey, so they dispersed and gathered their troops. Following the method passed down by Ji Tianxia, ​​each department turned around and marched in order.

Okay, a moment later another large army was marching through the snow at night, rolling towards Xijing.

In the soft sedan, Ji Ruochen looked straight up, with a hint of blue appearing in his pupils. Although the soft sedan was airtight, he no longer wandered, and all his consciousness stayed in the void at the heart of the Minglian Lotus, but outside the sedan

Every flower, every tree, every snow and dust in the land of a hundred feet was clearly reflected in his heart.

In the dark sky, snowflakes fell one after another, as if they would never stop.

For Ji Ruochen, this battle is over. The rest is An Lushan's own business. As for this demon army, it will not obey the orders of anyone except him. This army will fight against Qingxu.

It is still useful for a while. After the Qingxu battle, it will be time for everything to end.

However, after more than half a year, the yin energy and spiritual power in these demon soldiers will be exhausted, and they will be no different from ordinary people. Although many of them have lost more than ten or twenty years of their yang life, they are much stronger, more flexible and faster

They are also far superior to ordinary people. Especially these demon soldiers have experienced countless killing formations. This battle in this dynasty is still easy to fight. Neither Guo Ziyi nor An Lushan will let such good soldiers go. Their formations

If you go through bloodshed in the past, your family will be able to have enough food and clothing for a few more years, and even add an acre or two of thin farmland. In troubled times, human life is inherently cheap, and all living beings actually only have these few choices.

Fortunately, besides Ji Ruochen, there is another person in charge of the demon army, named Ji Tianxia. This person scraped three feet of ground in Hebei Province, and while filling his own pockets, he finally had a sense of public-spiritedness and left a lot of money and food for the army.

.After occupying Xijing, it is even more impossible for Ji Tianxia to let go of this thousand-year-old ancient capital. If Xijing is also plowed by Ji Tianxia, ​​then the demon soldiers who have died for Ji Ruochen for several months will be able to receive generous wages, and those who die in battle will deserve it.

There is a pension.

I don’t know if Ji Tianxia really has some respect for heaven and earth, or if he is trying to hide his love for money, he always claims to leave a ray of hope in desperate situations to embody the goodness of heaven and earth. So everyone who has been governed by him

In places where every household has a surplus of food, they can barely survive the lean season. No matter whether you are a wealthy businessman or a poor tenant farmer, as long as you live under Ji Tianxia's rule for a full period, you will become exactly the same. Ji Tianxia treats everyone well.

It is said that all living beings are equal, and that is how it should be.

Half of China is covered with auspicious snow. On such a cold night, it should have been a time for the whole family to simmer on the warm bed, drink a glass of old wine, and talk about the shortcomings of the neighbors. It is a pity that since the army was launched in Anlu Mountain, almost all people north of the Huaihe River

All of them were involved in the flames of war. The land of China was full of wars, people were being captured, and food was being collected from people. There were tens of thousands of people, but few were not hungry, cold, and homeless. Many more people were trapped in such a cold night.

, there is no rice to satisfy hunger, no firewood to keep warm, and we have to grieve for the father, son and brother who have just been drafted into the army. Regardless of whether the bad news has come, in troubled times, not one out of ten people who are drafted into the army will survive.

An Lushan is a barbarian from the north who likes to fight fiercely. He has a hundred thousand troops under his command, all of which are the best elites of the dynasty. He also knows a lot about military affairs and understands that soldiers are more valuable than more, so even if they attack

The city plundered land, but only grabbed food, and was not in a hurry to recruit troops. The total number of troops recruited by the three armies of An Lushan, Shi Siming, and An Qingxu was almost the same as that of Ji Ruochen. In comparison, Feng Changqing had arrived in Luoyang

Later, a total of 200,000 men were recruited, and more than 300,000 civilian men were transferred. If anyone dared not to obey, his whole family would be killed and even imprisoned. Feng Changqing was defeated in battle, and 500,000 to 600,000 men were able to

Fortunately, only tens of thousands of people survived. However, most of these men were killed at the hands of Anlushan's army. It is unclear who should be blamed for the loss of life and the suffering of the people.

Although monks and secular people coexist between heaven and earth, they are actually worlds apart. Although the land of China is raging with war, for the monks, this war is getting farther and farther away from them.

Tiantai Mountain is covered with clouds and mist all year round, and drizzle is like silk. The mountains are beautiful but not soft, and the air is clear but not evil. Although it is the middle of winter, the deep valleys and mountains are still full of lush green trees and gurgling streams.

In a quiet, elegant and naturally interesting valley, there are several waterfalls. Behind the waterfall is a natural cave, which is deep and winding, and the cave walls are covered with moss. If there are knowledgeable monks here, they will recognize these pieces.

The color of the moss is navy blue, thick and soft, tough and hard, with faint red lines, forming a looming and strange flower. This is the wonder medicine of the world, Liuyang flower, which grows in the most yin and wet prescriptions in the world. Don't look at it.

The cave wall is vast and covered with moss, but the total number of large and small Liuyang flowers on the moss is only forty or fifty, varying in size.

There are several clear springs in the cave, flowing meanderingly. Where the clear springs converge, there is a cold pool of unknown depth. In the pool, there is a small crystal clear tree growing on the stone. The tree is only half as tall, with nine leaves and three red fruits.

, bright and vivid. There are faint ripples in the water of the pool, and you can see several finger-sized, silvery-white fishes moving back and forth through the edges.

Beside the pool, there is a stone bed, two stone tables, and several stone and jade stools. There are several rows of bookshelves carved on the cave wall, and the shelves are full of ancient books. I don’t know how I got there in this dark and humid stone cave.

Neither rot nor bad.

Although the cave is cold and damp, it is extremely cold and pure. Even a mortal who stays here for a long time will not feel cold, but will only feel refreshed.

Such a blessed place is Lingxu, one of the thirty-six small caves in the world. The previous generation Mr. Baiyun practiced here for hundreds of years and finally achieved Taoism.

The mist in the cave suddenly dissipated, and a woman in gray robe walked in. She was dressed in a plain gray robe, with her hair covered with green silk hair simply pulled into a bun, tied on top of her head with a burlap strip, and a root tied around her waist.

The whisk has a rough wooden handle and is made entirely of unpeeled branches. The whole body, including the jade pendant hanging around the waist, is so green that it looks like something other than an ordinary thing.

This woman cannot tell her age, nor does she wear makeup. At first glance, she just has a pretty face, but the more she looks at her, the more attractive she becomes. It seems that all the spirit of the world is concentrated in her.

She held a woman in her arms, walked to the stone table, gently placed the woman in her arms on the stone table, and stared at it.

The woman on the case was not wearing fancy clothes or gold ornaments, her black hair was scattered, and she was only wearing a plain white undergarment. Her face was peaceful, as if she was in a deep sleep, her face was pale and bloodless, and there was a slight frown between her eyebrows.

, but did not hide the stunning appearance, it was the Yuhuan of Concubine Yang who died in Maweipo.

The woman stood in front of the case for a long time, then stretched out her hand to straighten Yang Yuhuan's scattered black hair, and then gently took off the white silk ribbon from her neck. Her orchid-like fingers touched every part of Yang Yuhuan's body. It was just that

No matter how powerful she was, Yang Yuhuan's soul had already disappeared, so how could he find it back? The woman in gray had actually known the result, but she couldn't help but give it a try no matter what.

Finally, the woman in gray clothes took back her hand and sighed softly. She held the white silk ribbon in her left hand and made silent calculations with her right hand for a moment. She suddenly sneered and said to herself: "In this generation of my Lingxu lineage, only Taizhen can pass on the mantle.

, unexpectedly suffered such a fatal blow. That’s all, that’s all, I tried my best but failed to cultivate, but what can I do! Above the Qing Ruins, see life and death again!”
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