Chapter Twenty-Eight: Thunderstruck
Yang Ming looked at the map of the Southern Regions and pondered.
"Wu is in the direction of the north of the Yue Kingdom, and if you want to go to the Wu Kingdom, you have to go north...... However, most of the people from the royal family of the Yue Kingdom could also expect that I was going to the Wu Kingdom, and they would definitely intercept them on the way. ”
"In addition to the state of Wu, the state of Yue also bordered the state of Chen and the Great Zhou. Chen is in the southeast of Yue, because there is a demon ridge to block, the conflict between the two countries is not big, but if you want to go to Chen, you have to cross the demon ridge, or take the official road opened up by Yue and Chen in the demon ridge. ”
"The other is the Great Zhou, the Great Zhou is in the northeast of the Yue Kingdom, if you go to the Great Zhou, you only need to pass through the edge of the Demon Ridge. ”
"Da Zhou is a hegemonic country, with stronger overall strength and richer resources...... It's decided, don't go to Wu Kingdom, go to Da Zhou!"
Yang Ming must have made a decision in his heart. As for the token or something, he never thought about it, what special care is floating, you can't cover it yourself, how can others cover it?
Yang Ming held the map and studied it carefully, he wanted to find a way that was both safe and rewarding.
The map that Elder Ram gave him was very detailed, and even the territory of each demon king's activity was marked.
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Next.
Yue Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Enlightenment Palace.
He Xiangkong walked into the Hall of Enlightenment and respectfully asked Emperor Yue for instructions: "Your Majesty, the Huanglongzong has released a message to expel Yang Ming from the door wall. Your Majesty, do you want to issue a killing warrant now, so that the Vietnamese army can arrest this person?"
After listening to his report, Emperor Yue opened his eyes and shook his head slowly, with an awe-inspiring imperial majesty in his voice: "No." Mobilizing the Vietnamese army to hunt down and kill a real person in the congenital realm made other countries laugh in vain. Leave this matter to Xiao Jiu'er. If the junior loses face, let the junior find it back. ”
"Yes. "Crane soars to the sky.
Zeluo Temple.
One was twenty-six or seventeen years old. The young man who was somewhat similar to the statue of Yue Yu sat on the rosewood chair, quietly listening to the report of his subordinates, his eyes half open and half closed, looking drowsy.
On the table, a Sanskrit incense burns, and the cigarette smoke rises, which makes people's minds clear and their mood comfortable.
"Fifty days ago, this person took the Yellow Dragon Sect entrance test. Become an outer disciple. ”
"Twenty-seven years old, the limit of the martial saint, the qualification of six mirrors, the realm of comprehension, and the middle and lower level thunder attribute physique. ”
"Cultivate the Nine Heavens Thunder Hell True Scripture, defeat the seventh sword phantom of Qinglian Zhenjun and obtain the "Qinglian Sword Sutra", become an official disciple, and get the following rewards......"
"Participate in the official disciple martial arts and defeat the Temu dove to win the first ......"
"Start cultivating the supernatural power 'Heavenly Strike Five Thunder Boom'......"
"With Lan Jue, Jialie, and Red Tiger, go to the ...... of the Demon Ridge"
"There was a conflict with the Fourteenth Prince in the Gourd Valley. And then ......"
A middle-aged man in gray reported all the information of Yang Ming in 1510, which was very detailed.
"It's over?" said the young man as he opened his eyes.
"That's all the information my subordinates have found. The gray-clothed middle-aged man lowered his shoulders slightly, and said respectfully.
"The old fourteen are useless. But the cultivation is quite reluctant, and there is another imitation spirit treasure, and there are very few people who can beat him among the real people of Sanhua. A kid who has just broken through the innate realm for less than two months. The combat power is comparable to the limit of the three flowers or even the five qi realm, which is indeed a bit interesting. The young man muttered to himself. A smile appeared on his face, and then he said, "Have you sent someone to investigate in the Poison Mist Swamp?"
"Someone has already been sent. Should be back soon. The gray-clothed middle-aged man said.
At this moment, a subordinate came in and reported: "Crane Zhenren asks to see." ”
The young man smiled: "Crane Zhenren should be here to convey the will of his father, please invite him in." ”
Crane Xiangkong walked into the main hall, with some amazement in his eyes, and said, "It seems that the Nine Emperor Princes already know the meaning of Crane's coming." "He had a very good ear, and he heard the voice of the temple outside the temple.
The young man was none other than the Nine Emperor Princes, and his tone was flat and unwavering, and he said, "There is some speculation, according to the character of my father, there is a chance that nine times out of ten he will leave this matter to me." ”
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Meanwhile.
Demon Ridge.
A flying boat flew from the west and stopped near the poisonous mist swamp.
There were three men standing on the flying boat.
A tall, thin, fair-skinned man wore a wide black gown that at first glance looked like a bamboo banner swaying in the wind. On his shoulder lay a purple mink, its tail resting around the man's neck like a plush shawl.
The other man was fat, oily, a little fat, and wore a chestnut robe, and he looked like a worldly shopkeeper more than a real person.
The last young man was dressed in a luxurious purple and gold robe, with a handsome appearance and a proud spirit, and there was a lofty bearing in his every move.
Three young men jumped off the flying boat, and the tall and thin man put the little mink down and said, "Go find the breath of the Fourteenth Prince." ”
The little mink nodded very humanely, sniffed lightly on the ground for a while, then stood up and shouted at the tall and thin young man, and then ran forward quickly.
"Eleventh Prince, please come with me. The tall and thin young man said.
"Hmm. The man in the purple gold robe answered, and this person was the eleventh prince of the Yue Kingdom.
The three of them followed the purple mink through the woods.
After about a cup of tea, the three of them arrived at the place where Yang Ming and the Fourteenth Prince fought that day.
The purple mink stopped, raised its forelimbs and gestured repeatedly, "chirping".
"Eleventh Prince, Purple Fox Marten said that the Fourteenth Prince was killed here, and his body was sunk into the poisonous mist swamp. After the tall and thin young man saw the purple mink's gesture, he said to the eleventh prince.
The Eleventh Prince looked around, saw many traces of the battle, and said, "Yes, two days ago, there were indeed people here who fought each other. ”
The purple fox marten "chirped" again.
The tall and thin young man translated: "The purple fox mink said that five people fought here two days ago, and just two hours ago, more than ten people came here. ”
The eleventh prince nodded and said, "It should be someone sent by Lao Jiu to investigate...... Can I find Yang Ming's traces? I must find Yang Ming before Lao Jiu and kill him!"
Speaking of the latter sentence, a fierce color flashed in his eyes.
The tall and thin young man said, "Eleventh prince, please rest assured. The purple fox marten has a keen sense of smell and looks for someone who has been away for less than two days. It's not that hard for it. ”
"Over to you. The Eleventh Prince nodded.
The tall and thin young man nodded and took out a jade bottle. Pour out a thumb-sized pill from the jade bottle and throw it out.
The purple fox marten flipped in the air and caught the pill, swallowing it like a glutton, and then screamed happily.
The tall and thin young man threw it two more pills, and then said, "Two days ago, there were five people fighting here, four deaths and one life, find out the living for me." ”
"Chirp. ”
The purple fox sable sniffed for a while, and led the three of them to run in the direction of Yang Ming's retreat cave.
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Somewhere in the jungle of the Demon Ridge.
"Whoosh!"
A vicious wind blows.
Suddenly, a russet scorpion the size of a house appeared in front of Yang Ming, and the scorpion's tail stabbed towards Yang Ming in a blur.
Yang Ming's expression was calm. The purple bamboo sword swung lightly, and a cyan sword slashed across the scorpion's tail.
The next moment, a tail spike like an arrow was cut off by the sword.
The red scorpion was startled, did not dare to fight, and hurriedly flew away.
"I still want to run. ”
Yang Ming showed a sneering look in his eyes, and his hands unhurriedly pinched out a seal, pointing at the red scorpion.
A purple lightning bolt suddenly fell, and it slashed at the red scorpion.
"Crackling. ”
After a flash of electric arc, the red scorpion's breath of life disappeared.
Yang Ming stepped forward. Kill the demon and take the pill with ease, and then turn around and leave without hesitation.
An hour later, a flying boat appeared here.
"The man just left...... Along the way, this person has already killed seven big demons and three old demons. The Eleventh Prince stood in front of the body of the red scorpion. After a closer look, he said.
Judging from the traces left by his battles, this person is good at swordsmanship and a kind of thunder and lightning supernatural power, and the power of swordsmanship is close to the peak of Sanhua. The power of the thunder and lightning supernatural power is comparable to that of a five-qi real person who has just broken through. The fat-headed and big-eared young man said softly with a harmless smile on his face.
"It's a good opponent. No wonder he was able to kill the old fourteen. The Eleventh Prince laughed hesitantly, and then said confidently: "I have already refined the Golden Spirit. Condensing the spirit of Gengjin, this time it is my turn to take the lead. ”
The purple fox sable sniffed nearby for a while and chirped twice.
The tall and thin young man nodded, pointed to the northeast, and said, "He went over there." ”
"It's Da Zhou over there, he's a little smart, and my brothers are just waiting for him in the north...... Let's go!" said the Eleventh Prince.
The boat floated and galloped northeast.
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Half an hour later.
The eleventh prince caught up with Yang Ming.
"It's coming so fast!"
Yang Ming stood on a hillside with a wide field of vision, looking at the two people who jumped out of the flying boat, his eyes flashing thoughtfully.
The eleventh prince and the fat-headed and big-eared young man walked towards Yang Ming unhurriedly, and at the same time looked at him with scrutinizing eyes, and said, "Your Excellency is Yang Ming." ”
"Yes, how many princes are you?" Yang Ming asked in a condensed voice, this person's appearance and aura are somewhat similar to Yue Yu, and there is no doubt that they are siblings.
"The contemptible Yue Luo is the eleventh prince. ”
The Eleventh Prince said in a determined tone: "You also know the intention of the contemptible people, Your Excellency only has two choices now, one is to go back with me by yourself, and the other is that I will kill you and bring your body back." ”
"Okay, I'll choose the first option, let's go. ”
Yang Ming nodded unexpectedly and walked towards Yue Luo.
"Huh?"
Yue Luo couldn't help but take a step back and hummed: "Pretending, it's not honest at this time...... Or just take the body back to save trouble. ”
Yang Ming stopped, his mouth was slurking, and said, "You want me to go back with you, I said go back with you, but you don't believe me." If you don't believe me, why do you say that? Haven't you heard of this sentence - don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be struck by lightning!"
As soon as the words fell, a rumbling explosion thunder sounded, and then a purple lightning bolt appeared in the void, slashing straight towards Yueluo. (To be continued......)