Chapter Twenty-Eight: Supporting Lingzhou
"The three exercises still can't work at the same time, is my method wrong?"
The next morning, when the first rays of light appeared in the sky, Mo Wen ended his cultivation. In the past two days, Mo Wen has not only refined the purity of his spiritual power, but also tried to carefully try to make the spiritual power of the three exercises operate in the tendons and veins at the same time, but as long as two spiritual powers appear in the tendons and veins at the same time, there will inevitably be conflicts.
Mo Wen once used "Qiankun Without a Shadow" and "Lingyun Sword Sutra" at the same time, at that time, it was already a desperate situation, and after using it, the muscles and veins of the whole body were broken, and the bones were broken in half, which shows that the method at that time was not correct. However, the power caused by the simultaneous use of the two exercises is constantly tempting to try.
"Time is too tight, today is the day to set off to support the countries of Lingzhou, let's study this on the road when the time comes" Quickly suppressing the eagerness in his heart, Mo Wen got up and flew out of the city after eating something casually.
At this time, the 100,000 army had already been assembled outside the city, and there was no trace of gunsmoke at the gate of Shengjing City in the past few days. Outside the city gate, Mo Wen listened to the Snow Emperor's impassioned speech, and the familiar sleepiness began to swirl in his heart again, "Ah, come again, I'm afraid that listening to a speech is more deadly than a battle between me and the army, it's too difficult." ”
Finally, the time for the Snow Emperor's saliva to fly wild is over, and all the troops of the Snow Country are about to set off, and everyone is full of anger and ready to move.
Mo Wen was riding a war horse and leading the army on the plain at this moment, raising his head to look at the few figures flying away quickly in the sky, not only muttering in his heart: "These people from Zhongzhou are so proud." Then he turned his head to look at Xue Wuyue, who was walking beside him, and sighed helplessly, "There are only two months left, what should I do!" sighed again.
Xue Wuyue, who was staring at Mo Wen all the time, found that Mo Wen was sighing at herself at this time, and couldn't help but turn her head and ask, "Mo Wen, do you have anything to say to me." ”
Xue Wuyue didn't know what kind of emotions she was facing Mo Wen now. Once knew that she was going to marry Mo Wen, she was very reluctant in her heart, but Xue Wuyue did not refuse, because she knew that she should marry Mo Wen.
When Mo Wen was invincible on the battlefield, Xue Wuyue suddenly found that she was a little afraid that Mo Wen would let the Snow Emperor cancel her marriage with her afterwards. At that moment, Mo Wen's god-like shadow would appear in her dreams every night, and she seemed to like Mo Wen.
"It's okay, the Snow Emperor specially told me to take care of you before leaving, I was thinking about this just now" Mo Wen collected his mood, entered the state of a sage, and said in a calm tone.
"Oh, I remember you seem to have a birthday in two months, is there anything you want to do?" Xue Wuyue didn't continue to ask, but said inexplicably.
"Birthday," Xue Wuyue's words pulled Mo Wen's thoughts to the sky again.
Now that Mo Wen has been in this world for almost sixteen years, everything he has experienced has gradually become familiar and unfamiliar in Mo Wen's memory, and those clear faces before have become more and more blurred now, remembering for a while, Mo Wen slowly exhaled.
"yes, I'm almost sixteen now, and I should be sixteen. His eyes wandered for a while, and he spit out a sentence from Mo Wen's mouth that made Xue Wuyue sound a little strange, but Xue Wuyue found that Mo Wen at this moment seemed to be a different person, and the gaze in his eyes became more mysterious and condensed.
"Why do you want to hide your cultivation, let us all misunderstand for sixteen years, is your master a person from the Spirit Saint Realm? She didn't understand what Mo Wen said, and Xue Wuyue didn't want to end the conversation between the two, so she asked the doubts that plagued her heart.
Hearing Xue Wuyue's question, Mo Wen shook his head, "Actually, I originally wanted to hide for the rest of my life, I just wanted to be a person of pleasure all along." "As if he remembered something, Mo Wen felt uncomfortable in his heart for a while, "Later, I wanted to save some people, but none of them were saved," As he spoke, Mo Wen's face swelled with a serious expression, and his eyes looked at Xue Wuyue solemnly, "In the end, I just wanted to save a country, dragging the blessings of those people, and I succeeded." ”
After finishing speaking, Mo Wen suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen the flowers until now, and then he didn't speak. "Where would she be now?"
Seeing this, Xue Wuyue didn't muster up the courage to talk to Mo Wen anymore, and the two fell into silence.
The army drove neatly in the plain, although the army marched not to run, but with the physique of a warrior, he could also carry a breeze on his feet and caress the green shoots between walking. At this rate, Mo Wen and his party will be able to enter the territory of the Middle Netherworld in another day.
Mo Wen rode a horse and walked in front, and suddenly a voice reached Xue Wuyue's ears, "I don't have a master, it's just that my luck is sometimes a little bit better than everyone else, but sometimes it's a little bit worse than others......... If anything, he's just an uncultivated but respectable ordinary person. ”
Xue Wuyue, who was interrupted by Mo Wen's voice, suddenly looked at Mo Wen, but he could only see Mo Wen's back, and he didn't turn around.
After a night of traveling, the Middle Netherworld can already be clearly seen in everyone's eyes.
The first place Mo Wen arrived at was Tuoshan, but now he couldn't feel a trace of life on the camel mountain, and Mo Wen, who was standing at the foot of Tuoshan Mountain, could smell the familiar thick smell of blood at this time.
"There is no one left in Tuoshan, let's hurry up and go straight over, the barbarians are really damned. Mo Wen frowned, as if he could clip a stalk of steel, "It's a nasty smell."
"What a smell, why didn't I smell it" Xue Wuyue didn't smell anything, but the silent dead forest in front of her made Xue Wuyue feel a palpitation under the backdrop of the night.
Walking to the location of the Tuoshan sect, the dilapidated mountain gate and the scene of corpses all over the ground appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The smell of blood suddenly surrounded everyone's nostrils.
Just when everyone sighed that the Tuoshan Sect had suffered such a catastrophe, Mo Wen walked into the main hall of Tuoshan, and the two-level distinct bodies of the disciples of the Tuoshan Sect who fought bravely along the way were also clearly observed by Mo Wen, with hideous blood marks all over the front, but there was not a drop of blood behind them.
Silently paused, and closed the eyes of the corpses who were looking at the world with their eyes open, "I'm sorry, I... Once late, you're all heroes!"
Leaving Tuoshan and sending Mo Wen did not say anything, leading the army to continue through Tuoshan.
Broken trees, broken stones, and exploding pits have become the characteristics of this Tuoshan, and the Tuoshan faction that used to be one of the three sects has disappeared into history, and there is no one left. In the future, people don't know if anyone will remember this Hehetuo Mountain, which was once famous in Lingzhou.
Du Yanxia, who was touched by the scene of Tuoshan, suddenly remembered her senior brothers, heads and disciples of the Biyun Sect at this moment. Their familiar faces once seemed to remain as if they were yesterday, and they couldn't control their emotions, and Du Yanxia, who couldn't help it, finally shed the first tears of her escape. The disciples of the Biyun Sect who followed Du Yanxia also choked up again.
Sensing the action of this beautiful figure wiping away tears, Mo Wen finally officially looked at Du Yanxia, who personally asked him to participate in this support. Originally, Du Yanxia had just experienced the pain of annihilation, and the Snow Emperor wanted them to recuperate in the Shengjing Palace to make arrangements, and also to strengthen Shengjing's power to prevent the barbarians from attacking again.
But Du Yanxia insisted on taking her disciples to join in this support operation, which made Mo Wen's first impression of her "What a heroine among women, why should women care about their eyebrows." But no matter what kind of means Xue Wuyu used, in the end, the Snow Emperor stayed in Shengjing and didn't let her come with her, otherwise Mo Wen wouldn't know how to take care of the child.
Walking towards Du Yanxia, Mo Wen patted her on the shoulder, "Don't recall the past, you have done a good job." ”
After Mo Wen said this, it was as if he had opened half of the sluice, and Du Yanxia immediately cried, and her tears fell into the air from her eyes frantically and quickly as if she didn't want money.
Thinking that he had said something wrong, Du Yanxia made this gesture, and Mo Wen, who was crying for his elders, was at a loss, so he had to move his gaze to Xue Wuyue, begging to help him. After living for so many years, Mo Wen is still so afraid of women's tears.
"Hmph!" After Xue Wuyue found out, she snorted coldly in her heart and hurriedly came over to comfort Du Yanxia.
It was not easy to continue to let the army continue to advance, Mo Wen walked in the forefront, he was not prepared to say another word, and he did not dare to say another word.
Before you know it, a group of people have passed through Tuoshan and are getting closer and closer to the nearby city. But as the army continued to advance, Mo Wen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be an ominous premonition in his heart.
It didn't take long for an "empty city" to appear in Mo Wen's eyes, the broken city gate, the endless sea of corpses, the crows eating carrion, and the crimson and black ground, this scene made Mo Wen, who was shuttling through the streets, more and more expressionless.
The hearts of the people who saw the scene of the slaughter of the city for the first time surged with endless sadness, which was different from looking at the corpses of countless barbarian soldiers, and Xue Wuyue was the first to start vomiting.
Mo Wen stood at the end of the city at this time, but the Bai Lin Sword behind him was constantly trembling, and the spear in his hand was even more dazzling under the sunlight.
Suddenly, Mo Wen grinned the corners of his mouth to the maximum, revealing a terrifying smile, and then squinted his eyes to look at the distant horizon.
At this moment, a huge explosion sound reached the ears of the people present from a distance outside the city, and a dazzling light carrying a boundless evil aura flashed away in the eyes of everyone, and the dazzling aura couldn't help but make people's eyes narrow, and Xue Wuyue and Du Yanxia's exclamations remembered at the same time
"Don't ask!