Li Xingyun is not dead.

Zhao Gou, the remnant of the Demon Gate, recognized Li Xingyun when he was in the Red Leaf Temple Tower. To be exact, it was the sword that recognized the sword box behind Li Xingyun's back that had never been unsheathed.

Whether it was five hundred years ago or now, no one in the Demon Sect did not know that sword.

Because it was the sword of the door master Bai Zhiqiu!

Blue Devil Zhao Gou didn't know who Li Xingyun was, let alone where he came from. As a member of the Heavenly Gate, it was enough for him to know the sword.

Tallinn recognized the sword at a glance, and Zhao Gou, the blue devil hand, believed in his heart that Li Xingyun was the main one, and he obeyed his orders! He naturally would not watch the heirs left by the master of the door in the world being pierced into the chest with a knife and a whimper, he braved the heavy wind and snow to carry Li Xingyun on his back and swept back to the Nanshan Bell and Drum Tower of Hongye Temple.

Li Xingyun quietly recuperated in the mountain temple for three days before waking up. After waking up, I learned that the Red Leaf Zen Master had been cremated by the monks in the temple, and the relics left after the fire was annihilated were buried in the dark Tallinn.

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At night, the cold sky was drifting and raining heavily, washing away the snow between the sky and the earth in the previous days. There is thunder rolling in the boundless night sky, as if the gods in the sky are chasing and driving away the demons and ghosts of the world.

In the Buddha hall, the beating green lanterns are accompanied by golden Buddha statues.

Li Xingyun, a scholar whose injuries had improved, got out of bed and sat quietly in the Buddhist hall and silently recited Buddhist scriptures. Listening to the sound of rain outside the door, it is like discussing Zen with the Red Leaf Zen Master.

The little master who has been following the Red Leaf Zen Master to practice Buddhism and Zen Teachings entered the Buddhist hall late at night in the face of thunderstorms.

The little master was holding the nine-tin ring staff that was much taller than him in his left hand, and the robe and bowl left by the Red Leaf Zen Master in his right hand, standing silently behind Li Xingyun.

The night sky flashed and thundered.

Li Xingyun no longer chanted.

He turned hesitantly.

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On a sunny day, Momijiji Temple holds a shaving ceremony. More than 100 monks gathered in the main hall of the Buddha, and the Sanskrit sound was sung on the mountain.

Li Xingyun no longer wears the scholar's crown.

He sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha and was ordained.

The law name is Nanshan.

"When a disciple takes refuge in the Buddha, he should wish all sentient beings to understand the Great Dao and have a supreme mind. Self-refuge in the law, should wish all sentient beings, go deep into the scriptures, wisdom like the sea. If you take refuge in the Sangha, you should wish all sentient beings and rule over the masses, and everything will be fine. ”

Li Xingyun, who entered the Buddhism and didn't know whether he had lost the spirit of the scholarly business, wore a robe, held a nine-tin ring staff, and held a lotus bowl.

The youngest presiding officer of the Red Leaf Temple, Nanshan Zen Master, turned around and looked at the clear and boundless sky, as if he saw peach blossoms flying all over the sky.

Deep in the clouds, Ling'er was smiling at him.

"I would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, blown by the wind for 500 years, exposed to the sun for 500 years, and ...... by rain for 500 years"

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West Stronghold.

The new commander of the Xiliu Army under the command of King Luo Bing, who has always won the army, is a young nobleman.

Wu Xiuyang, the son of the Lord of the Nebula Prefecture, is enough to be the general of a mere army in terms of status and status. If he took over the throne of the general at ordinary times, and he was also the invincible King of the Nebula Prefecture Domain, Wu Xiuyang would definitely be happy and sleepless!

Now he also can't sleep at night.

An Hongdou was punished for disobeying the military order and was stripped of his military post pending trial, and Wu Xiuyang, who had only been trained in the military camp on weekdays, was ordered halfway, not only to take over the 150,000 Wang Shi Xiliu Army, but also to take Jiangdu City before the Weiyang Army under the command of the new Tianque Bang Weiyang Sheng conquered Qingxia Pass, otherwise he and Luo Bing Wang An Hongdou's lives would be in danger.

Zeng personally led an army of 100,000 to be defeated in the hands of Yan Nanfei, and Wu Xiuyang, who only knew how to talk on paper, also thought about being a hands-off shopkeeper, with his noble status as the young master of the Nebula Prefecture, it was expected that the military advisor would not dare to offend him.

The Covenant of the Seven Kingdoms of Tanyuan sounds good, but in fact it is just a useless contract document. After all, the Seven States Domain is the Seven States Domain, if they are separated from each other, how can a letter of alliance be able to restrain them? As for the allied military divisions, no matter how mysterious they are, they are just poor sour strategists who live in seclusion behind the scenes and do some unseemly deeds, if it were not for the talent and means of Wanyan Wushuang, it would be difficult to have a life situation in which he can reach the sky in one step today, and how can he talk about capital and the young master of a domain as enemies?

Therefore, the big stone in Wu Xiuyang's heart that kept him awake at night from beginning to end was not his own safety.

He was worried about Sister An Hongdou.

This time, the Seven States Alliance fought against Dayan, how many old wishes and enmities were eliminated between each other, and how much effort did the Seven States Domain pay...... Wu Xiuyang naturally saw it in his eyes and didn't dare to take it as child's play.

Take 10,000 steps back, if in the battle of Julu Dingding in the spring next year, Dayan will be defeated by the Seven Nations Alliance, and An Hongdou will be killed or released. But if the Seven Kingdoms are defeated, he Wu Xiuyang is the Lord of the Nebula Prefecture Domain, I am afraid that he will not be able to protect An Hongdou's sin under the anger of the millions of troops in the Seven Prefectures!

Wu Xiuyang was reluctant to gamble.

The Wu Xiu family and the An family have been friends for generations, supporting each other and sharing weal and woe. Putting aside this relationship, how can Wu Xiuyang, who has been secretly vowing to marry Sister An in the red robe, back to Wu Xiuyang, who will be in the harem in the future, how can he ignore the safety of An Hongdou's life and death?

So no matter what, Wu Xiuyang had to take the second imperial capital of the Great Yan Empire, Jiangdu City.

Late at night, the main camp of the Hosoyanagi Army.

In the general's tent, which is several times larger than the ordinary soldiers' camp tent, there are five generals of the Hosoyanagi Army who have been on the battlefield for a long time, and twenty-five lieutenant generals who are in charge of each battalion.

Wu Xiuyang, who pressed the sword in his left hand, was wearing black armor, and the air was cold.

Luo Changfeng also put on the Futu iron armor given by Jiang Manlou, and stood silently beside Wu Xiuyang with a silver fox face.

"If the general goes to the horse leather shroud or buries himself in the rolling river, in the future, the hundreds of thousands of brothers of the Xiliu Army will be entrusted to the Luo brothers. Gentlemen, remember that if there is still someone in the Xiliu Army who can save Sister An, there is no doubt about Brother Feiluo!"

Wu Xiuyang turned his head and glanced at Luo Changfeng, who looked as usual.

He knew that it was snowing heavily that day, and Luo Changfeng rode into Tanyuan alone to meet the mysterious military advisor.

For that, he is grateful.

Wu Xiuyang, who went into battle in armor, changed the style of the noble son in the past.

He's serious, serious.

Tonight, he will lead 30,000 troops from his headquarters to attack the Dragon King Sailor of the Dayan Empire stationed at the mouth of Guanlongkou in Dujiangyan.

The Dragon King Sailor is known as 200,000, while he only has 30,000 armor soldiers.

In this battle, he didn't have much chance of winning.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and Wu Xiuyang has a feeling of farewell.

Although Luo Changfeng, who had a silver fox face, was indifferent, he was still quite surprised in his heart.

Before leaving, Wu Xiuyang was able to hand over the undefeated Wang Division of the hundreds of thousands of Xiliu Army to him, which was not only a category of trust. Luo Changfeng knows that in addition to unconditional trust, it also requires great courage.

Luo Changfeng couldn't figure out where this courage came from.

Perhaps, he was too narrow-minded and looked down on Wu Xiuyang, the noble son of the Nebula Prefecture who did not learn and did not know how to do it on weekdays!

Luo Changfeng's eyes were firm: "If you don't kill your eyes or get carried away by the river during the battle, and act according to the plan, even if you lose this battle, you can get out of the way." ”