Wars are always easy to be written into history and then evaluated by posterity.

Of course, most of the war initiators in this world are not for simple plunder, but more for survival, such as the previous attack of the ghost people. There are also many for revenge, such as this expeditionary force of about 10,000 people.

Canghai City is 100 miles southeast and enters Damang.

After ten years, Lin Jiajun once again set foot on the land of Damang.

After the procession of 10,000 people entered, nothing was hidden.

Without any defense, the small border guards were slaughtered by Zhou Ziqian's hundred-man scout team.

After crossing the border, there is an endless prairie, and an official road through Damang leads to the distance like a heavenly road in the grassland.

On both sides of the official road, there were occasionally small villages inhabited by these small nomads, which were extremely fortunate in every sense of the word, because until this time Lin Ji had not joined the expeditionary force.

Because after he set off, he thought twice about it, and still went to a place that he felt he should go.

When the herdsmen saw a large army marching, their curiosity drove these people who did not know whether they were alive or dead to stand on both sides of the official road and look lively. They had not experienced a war for ten years, and it seemed that the three words of the Lin family army were a little estranged, but when they saw the huge forest with the white flags written on them in the air, those who were quite old suddenly realized.

What frightened them was that in the procession of nearly 10,000 people stretching for several miles, there were only two colors, and without the red cloak commonly used by the Lin family's army, there were only two kinds of black and white that symbolized ominous and death. Slowly, some of the old residents finally understood something, and they quietly left the official road with their families, although no war would hurt too many civilians, but it seemed that this time was a little different from before, because they only read blood feud and death in the eyes of these soldiers.

The flowers and plants on Youxian Mountain finally lost their vitality on the coldest day in the world.

It seems that it is also affected by the temperature of the world, and there is a tendency to want to languish.

Gu Yu and Nangong Han were driven by their masters, and they helplessly carried hoes, waving them on their waists, fertilizing and watering those flowers and plants with occasional yellowing leaves.

Nangong Han is okay, but Gu Yu, who was originally cheerful, couldn't bear the loneliness anymore and began to be lazy.

"Second senior brother, the master must know that you are lazy, but he is just too lazy to clean you up. ”

A white shadow stood at the end of this lush herb garden full of all kinds of flowers, smiling at Gu Yu, who was squatting on the side and knowing what he was muttering, and laughed.

And behind him stood a peerless woman who looked like a fairy and was remarkably cold.

Gu Yu looked at the white figure for a moment, and then noticed the woman behind him, and swallowed in surprise.

"Are you back?" Nangong Han put down the hoe in his hand, rubbed his hands, and calmly looked at this young man who had not seen him for half a year, but he was like a young man who had grown a few years older, and sighed slightly.

There are fairy mountains and winds, but there is no sound.

Lin Ji pursed his lips and showed a bright smile from time to time.

"Master can't do it, you should know. Nangong Han glanced at the woman behind Lin Ji, and was not very guarded against this stranger who set foot in the Immortal Mountain, but said bluntly.

Lin Ji didn't speak, but glanced back at the woman standing behind him, and said to Nangong Han and Gu Yu: "This is Yi Hanlan of Daoling, and he is the disciple of Fang Zhong, the leader of the Dao Sect today. ”

"These two are my senior brothers, you can also call them senior brothers. ”

"Two senior brothers, they took the liberty of climbing the mountain in the hope of atonement. Yi Hanlan bowed down through the flowers and plants, like a fairy flying among the flowers, beautiful.

Nangong Han smiled, glanced at Lin Ji meaningfully, and said: "Since you climbed the mountain, it proves that you can climb the mountain, so why is it guilty." ”

Gu Yu nodded in agreement, the two of them were obviously not too interested in Yi Hanlan's appearance in the world, but instead pulled the topic to Lin Ji again.

"Did Ning Cheng's kid die miserably?"

"It's okay, it's just blood. ”

"Isn't it a little cruel?"

"No, at least there's a whole corpse. ”

"Your arrows are good. ”

"Are you talking about the sword in your hand, or the arrow in your hand?" Lin Ji subconsciously touched his left arm after tightening the inconspicuous filial piety belt in his arms.

"Forget it. Nangong Han didn't debunk Lin Ji's word game, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the grass pavilion on the top of the mountain.

"Master has been waiting for you for many days, go and have a look. ”

"Yes. Lin Ji's heart twitched, but he still took a step up the mountain.

"The third. The moment Lin Ji and Nangong Han passed by, Nangong Han still stopped this young man who was still like a child in his heart.

"Killing is sometimes the solution to a problem, but it's only the solution of the weak. Nangong Han seemed to want to express something, but he didn't break it.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and I've been thinking about it for a long time, senior brother, they have to die. ”

Lin Ji walked forward and didn't look back, but his tone was unusually firm. It was like a hammer that fell on the hearts of everyone present.

Yi Hanlan saw her long eyelashes flickering, followed behind Lin Ji, bowed her head towards Nangong Han, and then followed Lin Ji to the top of the mountain and walked into the grass pavilion.

It seems that the old man will never grow old any longer, or that he will not be old anymore, so that even if he continues to grow old, he will not be discovered.

"Master. Lin Ji's tone was slightly complicated, but he shouted so firmly.

"Miss Yi, your roots are good. The old man smiled slightly, and after glancing at Lin Ji, who had grown rapidly in the past half a year, he turned his gaze to Yi Hanlan.

Lin Ji bent down and didn't lift it, but still stopped there, as if waiting for something.

"Old gentleman, compared with the disciples of your sect, I am a frog at the bottom of the well. Yi Hanlan saw this old man who didn't seem to be any different from an ordinary old man, and showed a look of disbelief.

But in a moment it returned to its former calm, but the voice was not as cold as before.

This old man, who has been rumored to be a myth in the cultivation world, is actually sitting in a ball of thatch to practice at this time, which makes Yi Hanlan a little incomprehensible, or this is fundamentally different from the cultivation in her heart.

However, it seems clear who is right and who is wrong.

"The so-called avenue is the cultivation of the mind, and the cultivation lies in life. You are a smart child, this sentence will help you. ”

Yi Hanlan thought for a moment, and suddenly realized after a while.

"Thank you, old man, for your advice. ”

"If you want to thank you, thank the third child. I have to be nice to the person he likes. ”

When Lin Ji heard this, the tiger's body was shocked, and he lowered his head a little ashamedly.

Yi Hanlan's face was slightly red, and he didn't refute, as if he didn't take this sentence to heart. Instead, he sank into the old man's words.

The old man put away his smile, and finally turned his head, looked at his youngest disciple, and shook his head bitterly.

"Do you understand my distress?"

"I don't understand, but at least I don't hate you. Lin Ji raised his head, his eyes were finally full of trust in the old man.

The old man nodded contentedly, and said no more about the matter.

And the doubts hidden in Lin Ji's heart turned into nothingness after the old man's words.

Lin Ji felt that he should believe him from the bottom of his heart, but he was just missing a word.

"Master, am I doing the right thing?" Lin Ji was like a child who had done something wrong, trying to find comfort in the affirmative gaze of his elders.

"There is no right or wrong in the world, as long as you feel right, then do it. ”

"No matter how many people I kill?"

"It doesn't matter how many people you kill. ”

"But ......"

"Did the Hidden Dragon Court sign at the lecture conference, what are you afraid of?" the old man shook his hand at Lin Ji like a scoundrel.

Lin Ji looked at this old man who didn't look like a cultivator, and in this cold winter, a trace of warmth finally rose in his heart.