Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Narrow Encounter

There was silence in the tent for a while, Ye Qingqing looked at Yang Xian, and a bad breath welled up in his chest.

"Yang Xian, what do you mean?"

Yang Xian sat back in his place, the commander in the military tent.

"The sect leader doesn't have to be anxious, Ling Zun can save Shi Xian will naturally save it!"

"You...!" Ye Qingqing pointed at Yang Xian with his finger, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to?" You want my Dongyang disciples to give you labor and help you build a fortress to defend the Liang army. You don't really want to save my father at all, do you? ”

Yang Xian shook his fan and said with a smile: "This is the sect leader's short-sightedness. Do you know what the average servant eats for two meals a day? Do you know how much it costs to feed 100,000 people a day? Do you know how to appease the soldiers of the Changce Army when the troops are sent out in this winter? ”

"I don't know!"

Ye Qingqing roared, but he felt more and more embarrassed. She felt like she was in an embarrassing situation.

In front of the knowledgeable Yang Xian, she will always be the unreasonable person who messes around.

"So! Do you know how much money it costs to support these 150,000 people every day? Although Xian promised to help you save your father, the army was dispatched, and all the money spent was the treasury of the Shu State. Under such circumstances, is it too much to let the Dongyang Sect build some fortresses for Yizhou? ”

Ye Qingqing's momentum suddenly frustrated, she really couldn't find a reason to refute Yang Xian, and her voice dropped by three points.

"Then we can't go on like this!"

"With so many people raised for nothing, I'm more anxious than you. It's just that the wait will have to wait. ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the one who should come."

As soon as Yang Xian finished speaking, there was a wind in the tent. Lou Jing lifted the curtain and walked in from outside the account.

"Lou Jing! What are you doing? ”

Ye Qingqing was shocked when she saw Lou Jing, and immediately protected Yang Xian's body.

"Dongyang Sect Master shouldn't be such a stupid person? Is it because of concern and chaos? ”

Lou Jing said ambiguously, causing Ye Qingqing's cheeks to turn a little red.

"What do you mean?"

Lou Jing found a short stool in this tent, dragged it in front of Yang Xian, and sat down.

"Do you think that without Yang Xian's permission, I would be able to come to the tent of the Chinese army that is heavily guarded by this army so smoothly?"

Ye Qingqing glanced back at Yang Xian, but saw a smile on the other party's face. This smile Ye Qingqing is very familiar with, when she was sent to the Yang Mansion by the Fu Master of the Dongyang Sect, when she saw Yang Xian when she woke up, he also had this smile.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and Shibo is okay?"

Lou Jing sat down, as if he was visiting relatives and friends.

"Will you summon me here, demonstrate, or surrender?"

Not long after the siege of the Dongyang Sect was lifted, Yang Xian surrounded it again. There are not many people in the Netherworld Sect compared to the Dongyang Sect, but there are still thousands of people, and there are a lot of people to use in a day.

It didn't take long for the siege of the Dongyang Sect to be lifted, and in such a short period of time, Lou Jing couldn't fill the storage of the Netherworld at all. Lou Jing was not afraid of the Dongyang Sect, because he knew that the Dongyang Sect was a tree without roots.

In other words, the economy of the Netherworld and the Dongyang Sect is half a catty. If it is hard to consume, the Netherworld Prison is not comfortable, and the Dongyang Sect is not much better.

But Yang Xian is different, he is the prime minister of Shu, and there are millions of Yizhou people behind him. If he insists on consumption, the Netherworld will be starved to death sooner or later, even if it cannot be breached from the outside.

"Neither!"

Yang Xian waved his feather fan, picked up a cup of tea, and drank it. Huang Que walked in from outside the tent and offered Lou Jing a cup of tea.

"I know what's going on. Shi Bo also knows what my situation is. ”

Lou Jing smiled and secretly said that this kid is really sincere. Lou Jing has confidence in his heart, and that is because the Netherworld Prison can still last for the coming year. But Yang Xian is not necessarily.

Wei Wen died in Yizhou, but there has been no movement on Huanwu's side so far, which is not normal in itself. Coupled with the fact that Liang Jun and Jing Yun made peace so quickly, these days, Yang Xian has urgently built military facilities in various parts of Nanjun this week.

Who is Huan Wu's next target, in fact, there is no need to guess.

"Do you remember the bet you made with me?"

"Of course I remember."

"Before I do that, I would like to ask him a question. Ye Dongyang has been in your hands for so many years, why don't you abolish him? ”

Lou Jing was not worried that Yang Xian would poison him, because he was an expert in using poison, so he opened his mouth and took a sip of tea.

"One vein of the stars, good talismans, moving and leaving, knowing the number of stars, and changing through changes. After Yuan Cheng's death, one of the stars declined. And a descendant like Ye Dongyang, who is a star in the lineage, has less than five fingers in the world. There are so many cultivation factions in the world, but only the monks of the Four Noble Veins can step on the smooth path, as long as the qualifications are sufficient, they have the hope of becoming a great grandmaster. When such a treasure falls into his hands, isn't it a tyrannical thing to abolish him? ”

"You!"

Ye Qingqing was furious at the moment and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Yang Xian.

"I see. Now let's talk about our bet. ”

Yang Xian relieved the doubts in his heart, and took another sip of tea, which made Lou Jing a little confused.

"How do you want to break my Netherworld?"

"Shibo, you know that there is a pill in this world called Guming Dan!"

Lou Jing's face changed, and it was difficult to be as comfortable as he was just now, so he stood up, but he heard Yang Xian continue to speak.

Ye Dongyang was reluctant to come out, because he had a shackle in his heart. If he can't solve it, even if he walks out, he will only get farther and farther away from the realm of the Great Grandmaster. And after eating this Gu Ming Dan, he was able to slowly open up his already occluded veins. Ye Dongyang's cultivation is still there, so whether he can achieve the realm of the Great Grandmaster is only in his thoughts. ”

Lou Jing smiled instead of being angry, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Yang Zizhan, you have used my Netherworld Prison as a stepping stone for Ye Dongyang."

If Ye Dongyang really recovered his cultivation and even achieved the Great Grandmaster, then it would be difficult for Suo Longzhu to trap him.

At that time, a great grandmaster who had been trapped for more than ten years and had just escaped from prison was in the core of the Netherworld.

What will happen? Lou Jing shuddered when he thought about it.

"Count the days, according to Chunye, whether Ye Dongyang can become a great grandmaster is also today. It should be too late for Shibo to go back at this moment. ”

No one knew the cultivators of the Star Vein better than Yang Chun, and understood their cultivation methods and weaknesses.

Lou Jing glanced at Yang Xian fiercely, flicked his sleeves, and his figure was almost to the extreme. In Yang Xian's eyes, he saw a gust of wind blowing, and Lou Jing's figure disappeared in place.

The deepest palace in the Netherworld.

The runic light around Ye Dongyang's body flowed, slowly dispersed to the surroundings, and floated in the temple.

As the rune light disappeared, the energy of every inch exploded. Under the lock dragon pillar, the chains that originally bound Ye Dongyang were immediately shattered into sections.

The chain fell to the ground, Ye Dongyang broke free, his posture was unstable, he took two steps forward, and triggered the mechanism set up by Lou Jing.

The magma in the center of the earth began to rise slowly, but the four pillars around the Dragon Lock Pillar slowly descended, and swarms of black Gu worms crawled out of the holes in the four pillars.

These Gu worms were freed, and they frantically pounced towards Ye Dongyang, and soon wrapped him around him, wrapped tightly and impermeable.

A burst of golden light flashed, and the Gu worm that was originally wrapped around Ye Dongyang's side fell to the ground as if it had been sucked dry of its vitality.

Ye Dongyang got rid of the shackles, his heart was happy, he shouted, and his body was almost to the extreme. The long path of more than ten zhang leaped over, and before the magma in the center of the earth flooded the stone path, the bronze gate was blasted open.

Coming was Lou Jing, who rushed back from Yang Xian's military camp. When Ye Dongyang saw this, he was not angry but happy.

"Lou respects the old thief, it's just in time!"