In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji stood in front of the wooden house, looking at the long river of pen and ink in the sky, and opened his mouth leisurely, with an indescribable freedom in his voice.

"Drunk and looking at the sword"

Xin Qiji's words resounded throughout the Southern Song Dynasty, only to see the moment the words fell, the long river of pen and ink in the sky began to change, countless pen and ink quickly condensed into a picture, next to a bonfire, a young military general holding a long sword, moving with the wind, a sharp sword dance appeared, hundreds of pen and ink turned into sword qi, scattered around.

Lin'an, outside the palace, Jia Rudao was originally looking up at the sky, and suddenly heard a leisurely sound from heaven and earth, as well as the scene of the long river of pen and ink in the sky, and said with some surprise.

"Who dares to say that this is an ordinary ancient time, drunk and looking at the sword, isn't this Xin Qiji's breaking formation? Could this vision in the sky be a means of abandoning the disease? Impossible, according to the history books, isn't Xin Qiji still living in seclusion, an old man who is dying of old age, how can he have such a powerful power, in a word, the heavens and the earth change color, could it be that I have traveled to a fake ancient time? ”

Jia Rudao clearly remembered Xin Qiji's first broken sentence, the first sentence was to look at the sword while drunk, at that time his understanding was that Xin Qiji was drunk and looked at his former long sword, but now the scene in the sky made him feel that his three views were about to collapse.

After a breath, the same voice from before came from heaven and earth again.

"Dream Back to the Horn Company Camp"

As Xin Qiji's second sentence fell, I saw that the Southern Song Dynasty was in the sky above the border plug, and the endless long river of pen and ink turned into a military camp that stretched for dozens of miles, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers who were transformed by pen and ink stood solemnly, holding the weapons in their hands, and looking at the Jin country outside the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Eight hundred miles under the command"

"Fifty-String Flip Plug Outside Sound"

"Autumn Soldier on the Battlefield"

As Xin Qiji's words fell, a melodious horn suddenly sounded in the sky above the Southern Song Dynasty, and hundreds of thousands of pen and ink soldiers rushed out of the Southern Song Dynasty without hesitation under the leadership of the young generals, and rushed towards the Jin country.

"This, is this the method of the gods?"

Southern Song Dynasty border stopper, a military general stunned to watch the hundreds of thousands of pen and ink soldiers rushed into the territory of the Jin State under the leadership of the young general, and asked in a daze, all the nearby Southern Song Dynasty border troops were also distracted, after hearing the general's inquiry, they came back to their senses, looked at each other, did not speak rashly, the scene in front of them made them no longer know how to answer.

"Horse-made Lou is fast"

"The bow is like a thunderbolt"

As Xin Qiji's words fell, the young general who was fighting among the 100,000 golden soldiers on the border of the Jin country killed the panicked gold thief in front of him with a sword, and with a wave of his right hand, countless arrows rained down from the sky, killing more than 30,000 golden soldiers in less than ten breaths.

A moment later, the battle of the Jin State Border Fortress came to an end, and the Jin people, who had always looked down on the Song people in the past, had no power to resist in the face of this strange soldier, so they could only let it be slaughtered, holding their heads and running away, and the next second, when the Jin people were only a few hundred people left, the hundreds of thousands of strange soldiers and the young general in the Jin State Border Fortress dissipated instantly, and at the same time, the long river of pen and ink over the entire Southern Song Dynasty also dissipated.

The hundreds of Jin people who were lucky enough to survive looked at the scene of the corpse mountain and sea of blood in front of them, and fled one after another, they didn't dare to stay here anymore, for fear that those weird enemies would suddenly appear again, and they would kill without saying a word.

Lin'an, outside the palace, Jia Rudao looked at the vision that disappeared in the sky, although he was a little curious in his memory, didn't he still have a few words? How to cause the inexplicable existence of the vision of heaven and earth did not continue to finish, but, thinking of the vision in the sky before, Jia Yidao vaguely felt that this was by no means an ordinary scene, and something must have happened.

"I don't know which existence caused this vision, if it can, I really want to see it, if there is such a strong person to protect the Southern Song Dynasty, what Jin country, Mongolia, dare to provoke the Southern Song Dynasty again? Is it Xin Qi's disease? I don't know. ”

"No matter what, let's take a look at the changes, I always feel that something must have happened just now that I didn't expect, and the alliance with Mongolia will be slowed down first."

After Jia Nidao finished thinking about it, he suppressed these thoughts in his heart, and his face returned to calm, he is no longer an ordinary person, but a generation of power ministers Jia Nidao, and there is a group of ministers who are waiting for death under his hands, therefore, he must not be chaotic when he encounters things, otherwise the group of ministers may not be able to fight before the enemy comes, and they will think of surrendering, therefore, he must maintain his majesty, as well as, no last resort, confident demeanor.

"Is this not to persuade others to be good without going through others' affairs? In the past, when I read history books, I felt that Jia Yidao was very bad, authoritarian, and domineering, but now I have a deep feeling, among a group of sheep, there must be an iron-blooded and tough commander. ”

"Song Duzong, if you know each other, don't sabotage my actions at a critical juncture, otherwise, before the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, I will execute you and the group of ministers who are waiting for death to calm the hatred in my heart."

Jia Nidao turned around, and took one last look at the palace behind him, the Southern Song Dynasty, which was economically developed, but did not think about strengthening the army, and then, Jia Rudao calmly walked to his own mansion, no matter what the consequences of Fang Cai's vision of heaven and earth would cause, he must firmly grasp the 200,000 soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty and the 100,000 new army trained by himself in his hands, this 300,000 army is the last foundation of the Southern Song Dynasty, and he cannot act rashly.

In front of the wooden house, Xin Qiji reined in his heroic righteousness, looked at the sky, and whispered.

"But the king's affairs in the world"

"Earn a name before and after your death"

"Poor white happens?"

This poem broke the array, was written when he was middle-aged, it was his ambition, but because the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty did not want to forge ahead, he could not tolerate him, so he dismissed him.

The young general who led more than 100,000 pen and ink soldiers to slaughter the border fortress of the Jin State was the one who was high-spirited and strong in his youth, and everyone thought that he was just a poet and a powerless reader.

Who would have remembered that when the traitor Zhang Anguo defected to the Jin State, all the generals of the Southern Song Dynasty were silent and did not dare to act rashly, it was he who personally led 50 cavalry to raid the camp of 50,000 Jin soldiers, attacked the enemy with lightning speed, captured Zhang Anguo alive, and then ran thousands of miles and escorted Zhang Anguo to Lin'an.

"All the things that have happened in the past have passed away with the wind."

"This war, wiped out the 100,000 Jin soldiers on the border of the Jin State, it is the right time and place and the people are all up to me, the Jin State lost 100,000 Jin soldiers, presumably in a few years will not dare to act rashly, in the future, I will travel to the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty, widely recruit disciples, spread the way of Wenqi, as long as someone cultivates the way of Wenqi, and the inheritance is endless, within three years, the Southern Song Dynasty, will no longer be afraid of the invasion of Jin."

"The power of one person is limited after all, if I directly destroy the Jin Kingdom, the Southern Song Dynasty, it will still be this situation of being slaughtered by others, born in sorrow and died in peace."

"My lifespan is limited, after all, I can't shelter the Southern Song and Han people for many years, and one day, I still need them to face it themselves."

"I only hope that the Han people will no longer be invaded by these barbarians outside the country in the future."

Xin Qiji pondered for a long time, and after sorting out what he was going to do next, he glanced back at the wooden house where he had lived in seclusion for many years, and left with a smile.

In the future, he will not return here, perhaps, before the end of his life, he will return here and sleep here with his wife, but now he still has a lot of unfinished business, and he wants to do what he can while he still has time, more Han people.

At this moment, an indifferent voice resounded in the ears of all the group members.

"Ding, new group member Ye Shu joins the chat group."

Henggu plane, a thousand zhang high mountain, there are countless palace pavilions, the aura of thousands of miles is gathered here, surrounded by magic circles, a line of words full of rhyme is engraved in front of the mountain gate, ascending to the immortal gate, thousands of streamers patrol the sky over the entire sect.

In the mountain behind the Ascension Immortal Gate, in a deserted cave mansion, an old man in black sat cross-legged, the figure of the old man was full of a strong atmosphere of time, obviously about to face the biggest danger in the realm of the immortal king, the five decays of heaven and man, at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the old man in black, waking up the old man in black who had been in retreat for many years.

Ye Shu woke up from a long slumber, and before he opened his eyes, he felt that there was a mysterious power in the underworld pulling his true spirit, although its strength was for him who had stayed in the Immortal King Realm for thousands of years, he could break free, but the perception in the underworld told him that this change was not thrilling or dangerous, allowing him to restrain the power in his body.

In the main hall of the chat group, Sedum was a little surprised when he heard the prompt tone of the chat group, according to the usual practice, the new group members did not enter the group so often, but, what is the specific situation, and we still need to see what is so strange about the new group members this time.

Sedum's eyes swept around the main hall of the chat group, and fixed his gaze next to the fifth-order boss Zhang Xiaofan, there was a chair slowly condensing, and a figure whose face could not be seen gradually became clearer, and said in a somewhat surprised tone.

"Nezha group member, this new group member is so strong, it seems to be a fifth-order boss, and he is definitely a group member of the Middle Thousand Worlds."

"Fifth Order, isn't that the same realm as the Heavenly Emperor Zhang Xiaofan? Recently, the chat group has been joining some low-level group members, and this time a fifth-order boss came directly, which is so powerful. ”

Nezha, who was originally reading quietly on the side and did not react to the new group members, heard Sedum's words, looked up in the direction of Zhang Xiaofan's boss, and sure enough, next to Zhang Xiaofan's boss, there was a chair and the figure sitting on the chair was slowly condensing, and said in a surprised tone.

"There's another fifth-order boss, I don't even have a clue how to advance to the fourth-order now, alas."

Sedum sighed a little, his eyes fell on the new group members who were gradually condensing, he was hit by the strength of the new group members, and instantly felt that the books in his hands became tasteless.

"Hey, it doesn't seem right, what are these black air currents? How do you feel like it's going to be a lot of trouble if you run into a little bit? ”

At this moment, Nezha looked at some black air currents near the phantom of the new group member, and asked a little blankly, for some reason, in his perception, these black air currents are extremely dangerous, with his current strength, as long as he touches it a little, his soul will be scattered.