Chapter Seventy-Nine: Let There Be No Return, Credible?
In late autumn and early winter, in a hidden mountain forest where I don't know the general location, there is an old monk with a pale face sitting on an abrupt rock, closing his eyes and recuperating. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Looking behind the old monk, he saw a young man with pale and gray hair, looking at the one-armed old man sitting side by side with his eyes closed, stunned.
There was silence in the mountains and forests, except for the biting cold wind.
After a long time, the white-haired young man who looked at the one-armed old man with his eyes closed came back to his senses, and fixed his eyes on the old monk on the rock in front of him.
Then I saw the white-haired young man slowly stand up, take a deep breath and walk towards the old monk, after coming to the old monk, the white-haired young man looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, his clothes swayed, and his white hair was blown wildly.
I'm sorry......
The white-haired young man looked into the distance with a hesitant expression, but after a few breaths, he exhaled a turbid breath and spoke softly, with a look of guilt in his eyes.
The next moment that followed, I saw the white-haired young man suddenly plop down on his knees,
Not long ago, this white-haired young man who was Ji Zhen told him through the Sky Zhong Ling that he knew what happened after he passed out in that sealed land, which made him stunned on the spot, saying that after all, he was only a child under twenty years old, but he had experienced too much to accept.
In this way, how could he be worthy of his heart, although all his fate had been "arranged" by the ancestor in the mouth of the old monk Meng Ye, and even his own appearance, and the appearance of the entire Ji family was only for that ancestor.
But this person who has just met him, for the sake of his own persistence, does not hesitate to throw away the monk's most precious thing, which can be said to be more important than Mount Tai.
After hearing this, the old monk Meng Ye slowly opened his eyes, looked at the white-haired young man in front of him who touched his knees to the ground, smiled slightly, and said softly, The child doesn't need to be like this, get up.
Rest assured, your grandfather will be sober in about half a month at most, although gluttony has trapped your grandfather's consciousness in the deepest part of his mind, so that he has no sense of the outside world.
As a result, the body is extremely weak and disordered, but your grandfather's will is extremely strong, and after getting out of the barrier that blocks his contact with heaven and earth, the gluttony is not deliberately blocking and damaging your grandfather's soul and consciousness, everything is fine.
The old monk Meng Ye got up and helped Ji Zhen, who was kneeling on his knees, to his feet, turned his head to look at the one-armed old man who had not woken up for a long time, and said slowly.
Ji Zhen followed the gaze of the old monk Meng Ye to his grandfather, and unconsciously and couldn't help but wet his eyes again.......
This era is going to be chaotic,
Old monk, am I right, right?
I owe this kid too much, after all, he has his own will, and everything will be as it is
And looking at the old monk Meng Ye, he saw that he had turned around and looked into the distance, muttering softly in a voice that only he could hear, extremely helpless, and then the old monk's eyes slowly closed, and there was a little tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.
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Qi border
Bishui City,
In the late autumn and early winter, it actually rained heavily, lightning and thunder, but the sound that filled the world was not the lightning and thunder, but the roar of supernatural magic.
I only saw the countless blue-colored and black-armored soldiers of the Qi Kingdom, one by one, converging into the sea of magical powers, covering the sky and the sun, and heading towards the Baizhang Light Screen that enveloped the soldiers of Zhang Guo and the entire Wangyun Pass.
In the hundred-zhang light screen, Zhang Long, the commander of Zhang Guo at the head of the row, looked outside the screen, and the next moment it would be surging like an ocean, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.
The next moment, as expected, I saw that tens of thousands of spells were already crashing into the Baizhang light screen.
In an instant, the border land of Qi State, Wangyun Pass, was thousands of miles away, and the earth cracked, and the turmoil was not stopped, and the sound was as deafening as an earthquake.
Then, at this moment, Qi Xuanling and Qi Zhi, who were the four major generals of Qi State, who were the closest to the Baizhang Light Screen, suddenly changed their faces and suddenly turned back and retreated.
The earth shook, roared, and the torrential rain poured down, but the hundred-foot light screen did not collapse as it should have happened, and it was still "standing" like that.
Just look at the majestic magic power like the ocean, which only concave the bombardment of this hundred-zhang light screen, forming a semi-arc, but there is not the slightest crack appearing.
Zhang Long, the commander of Zhang Guo wearing silver armor in the Baizhang light screen, looked at the concave barrier, as well as the black armor army outside the light screen, and at some point there was an extra black jade pendant in his right hand, which was dark and transparent, emitting a faint black glow, and gathered into a thin silk thread connected to the light screen.
The corner of Zhang Long's mouth sneered and said loudly, I, Zhang Guozhi, have never been afraid of death! Relying on the large number of people? Qi Xuanling, I will let you have no return if you are like an ant in your eyes! Are you credible? It's a pity, it's a pity that you can't witness how strong you will be when you change your new master!
Zhang Long's voice was thick and loud, and the aftermath lingered for a long time.
The next moment, I saw that Zhang Long, who was only at the peak of the Lingtai realm, squeezed his right hand fiercely, and the black jade pendant in his hand was shattered in an instant, turning into a little bit of brilliance, floating into the hundred-zhang light screen.
Qi Xuanling's ears echoed with Zhang Long's loud and somewhat unashamed words, and suddenly his pupils contracted suddenly, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and at the same time, Qi Zhi, who was standing side by side with him, also saw a little suspicion, and his face changed in an instant.
Before the two could call the shots and react, a huge change had already taken place.
At the same time, tens of thousands of magic powers that were the same as not long ago appeared inexplicably, as if fabricated out of thin air, and galloped towards the black armor crowd of Qi State with lightning speed.
In the next moment, there were earth-shattering screams, and the sound of wind and thunder had already seemed so insignificant.
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The main city of Qi,
Inside the main hall of the Royal Palace.
On the top of the three steps, under the murals of the two dragons, there was a burly old man sitting on the Spring and Autumn Chair and wearing a golden dragon robe, who was already furious.
At the foot of the stairs, someone was half-kneeling on the red carpet of the main hall, his head bowed deeply.
On both sides of the main hall, there were dozens of people with extremely solemn expressions, without saying a word, frowning,
The hall was silent, silent.
It seemed that the matter was not as simple as it seemed, and we were careless, when suddenly an old and hoarse voice broke the solemn atmosphere and "disturbed" the silence in the temple.
Just looking at the old man at the front of the right side of the main hall, who was bent over his waist and looked a little weak, his expression was complicated, and after hesitating for a long time, he slowly spoke, and at the same time his eyes looked at the burly old man on the steps.
He Zhang Mang is trying to force the old man to go and take action in person? The two generals of our Qi country were captured, and tens of thousands of monks were killed and wounded, and our army was superior in numbers in this battle, and it was a strange defeat, and it was a strange defeat!
After hearing the words of the old man of the national teacher, Qi Heshan, the lord of Qi who was sitting on the Spring and Autumn Chair, spoke coldly, his eyes were solemn and abnormal.
The one who Zhang Guo led the army to come was nothing more than Zhang Long who was at the peak of the Lingtai realm, and it was impossible for anyone whose realm exceeded Qi Xuanling to come, unless there was a cultivator who came above the old man, otherwise the old man would never be unaware of the slightest breath.
Even if Zhang Mang, who is equal to the old man, comes in person, the old man will never notice it at all, unless.... Unless someone secretly helps him Zhang Mang and helps him Zhang Guo, and this person's cultivation realm is higher than that of the old man.
After a moment of Qi Heshan's words, he muttered again as if he were talking to himself, and the more he spoke, the more solemn his eyes became.
Looking at the entire continent, there are only a few districts that are higher than the old man, Murong Xiao in Zhongmurong, Li Wenhao in Dongli, Situ Lei in all directions, and Luo Ruyu in Longhai Palace, one of these four people is definitely helping him Zhang Guo in secret!