Chapter 430: The Battle of Yingtai
Lin Xuan suddenly felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
The old monk unleashed the dragon, elephant, and tiger to kill the cultivator with his strong internal strength, and there must be a reason why he had to do it. And the Tianpeng King instructed the cultivators to launch an attack on the old monk, which was also a-for-tat counterattack. At this moment, the two sides seemed to be unstoppable, and the horses were facing the runaway locomotive, and no one could stop. Of course, in that case, not stopping is death, and stopping is also death.
The old monk's crossed legs slowly lowered, and he bent out of the cave, raised his arms high, and slowly stretched his waist.
After his body returned to normal, he turned out to be a burly man with a height of nearly two meters.
Lin Xuan looked at the cave and immediately understood that what the old monk was cultivating was a kind of martial arts similar to "Bone Shrinking Technique and Cicada Transformation", through guò day and night taming, abandoning skin and flesh, leaving only muscles and bones, and forcibly stuffing himself into the cave.
That process must have been painful, just like an ancient woman wrapping her little feet, and it was completely torture to suppress human physiological changes. Therefore, the old monk stretching his waist is equivalent to a woman with small feet lifting the footcloth, completely relaxed, and very comfortable.
"When you come out, you have violated your original oath, and those who break the promise will die!" Tianpeng Wang rushed straight over like the wind.
All the cultivators followed, gearing up and ready to make a move.
"Do you think I'm afraid of death? For so many years, I just waited here for the arrival of Dongfang Zhizi. King Tianpeng, you can come and kill me now, because my 'Great Prajna Dragon Elephant Skill' and 'Tiger Ben Technique' have been released, and now I am just an unarmed cultivator. The old monk said leisurely.
"Why am I here? What's really going on here? What should I do? Lin Xuan suddenly asked himself three questions, but none of them could give a clear answer.
If he is the Tomoko of the East, then he should be able to turn the tide and eliminate all the disasters invisibly, but can he do this?
He looked up and vaguely felt that the biggest disaster should be the water balloon hanging in the air.
In fact, since the emergence of human beings on the earth, they have been divided and existed in the form of tribes, nations, and states, attacking each other, and fighting each other for many years, only harming the people of the two countries, and only a very small part of the earth's surface has been caused by war and chaos, and the people are not living well. Even world-wide wars such as World War I and World War II did not harm the very nature of the earth. Therefore, human beings can only harm their own kind, but they cannot harm the earth. What can really threaten this planet is all kinds of mysterious forces from inside and outside the earth, and only they can cause a devastating chain reaction that will cause the huge blue planet to disintegrate in an instant.
"Only by eliminating the catastrophe can we save the planet." Lin Xuan silently told himself.
In this strange environment, it seems that except for the Tianpeng King with wings on his back, no one can reach the water balloon in the air to find out. So, King Tianpeng has already injured one wing of the old monk, and only half of his flying ability remains, can he still make a difference?
"Then I will fulfill you." King Tianpeng laughed cruelly.
Behind him, all the practitioners shouted in various languages: "Kill him, kill him, kill him......"
The old monk smiled indifferently: "Death will come eventually, you think that you can get a qiē by killing me, but unfortunately, you are wrong." I'm just a gatekeeper. So, when you send out all your strength, your time of death has come. ”
"Really? Then I really want to try it! King Tianpeng laughed.
Lin Xuan had no choice, he would definitely stop the Tianpeng King from killing the old monk, but he didn't expect the battle between the old monk and the Tianpeng King to come so fiercely, so that a second late, the Tianpeng King was already entangled with the old monk, flapping the only remaining wing and flying in the air.
With a snort, the sound of the wind with the wings flapping came to his face, stabbing Lin Xuan's face with pain.
The remnants of the cultivators were scattered on all sides, all looking upwards.
The battle between King Tianpeng and the old monk lasted less than a minute, and the bodies of the two sides suddenly separated and fell to both sides, like two buds damaged by frost. Before they could hit the ground, their respective bodies exploded, and their severed limbs flew and blood splattered.
Lin Xuan rushed to the right and caught the old monk.
This kind of fierce battle scene felt very familiar to him, but he racked his brain to think about it, but he still couldn't figure out the source.
"Remember? Remember...... Is it ...... On the night of Yingtai and Yingtai's ...... 'Tengu Eating the Moon', we had a long talk at night, and our life ideals and political ambitions had their own psychological destinations. We saw the celestial phenomena together, the Great Qing Qi was exhausted, the Great Qing Qi was exhausted......" The old monk vomited blood in his mouth and said intermittently.
"It's over, it's over...... ......"After King Tianpeng landed, he was unsteady on his feet, but he finally defeated the old monk, hissing and roaring, and his tone was unusually excited.
The old monk had lost his right arm and half of his left leg, and blood gushed from the wound.
"That's what it is...... The solution, anything, there must always be a time to solve it by force. Change is a must, bloodshed and sacrifice is a must, do you remember? Remember? The old monk asked eagerly.
"The night of Yingtai's 'Tengu Eating the Moon'...... I seemed to have an impression, but I was vague and forgot the whole story. Lin Xuan couldn't deceive the old monk, because at this time, the old monk would die at any time, and a piece of information would sink into the sea.
"You really don't remember? You...... You ......" The old monk was excited, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry." Lin Xuan hung his head in shame.
The old monk suddenly raised his left hand and wiped it heavily on the wound on his right shoulder, and his palm was dripping with his own blood.
"That night, I blocked the sword for you and fought alone against the 'snow-clothed thief' sent by the Tibetan regent, but I was seriously injured in eighteen places on the Shuibo Pavilion outside Yingtai. I know that I will die in that battle, but I know that Dongfang Zhizi will definitely be able to reorganize the rivers and mountains and restore the glory of the land of Asia-" The old monk said, his left palm on his forehead, his five fingers crossed, and he wiped it three times to the left and two times to the right.
"Snowcoat thief? The number one bandit of the Immortal Warrior Fort in the Great Snow Mountain? Lin Xuan knew those names.
The Castle of the Immortal Warriors was originally a seclusion and ignored mundane matters, but around 1900, this super force was bought by Yuan Shikai with a lot of money, and all the elite men and horses in the castle were dispatched to hide in Yuan Shikai's personal barracks, and were organized as the most powerful assassin guards. At that time, the reason why Yuan Shikai was able to fight left and right on the battlefield and in the political arena was that the assassination power of this assassin guard was extremely powerful, and any small and medium-sized warlords who did not obey Yuan Shikai's dispatch were all ghosts under the knife of the assassin guard.
Among the Assassin Guards, the two strongest and most famous were the Snow Thief and Jin Fan Niang, who had contributed greatly to Yuan Shikai's rise to the top in the chaotic army.
According to the records of the rivers and lakes, the snow-clothed thief finally disappeared, and Jinfan Niang was canonized as a first-class guard in front of the emperor when Yuan Shikai ascended the throne and commanded the world. Of course, with the collapse of Yuan Shikai's throne, everyone who followed him was also left in stink for 10,000 years, and was wiped out by the revolutionary new army, and Jin Fanniang also died at the foot of the Great Wall in the western suburbs of Beijing.
The old monk was shocked when he mentioned the name of the "snow-clothed thief", because it was the real person in history.
"In that battle, we still had a chance to win, most of the pro-soldier guards were lurking in the Nine Cities, hiding their tracks as craftsmen, servants, peddlers, and pawns, as long as you gave an order, we could launch a Jedi counterattack, change history, and reshape the country, but in the end, I don't know what happened, as soon as the smoke disappeared, those who had shed blood for you all became ghosts under the sword. This is a puzzle for the question, and when I see you today, I can finally ask a clear question. Blood flowed down the old monk's face and dripped down his neck, looking extremely miserable.
The King of Heavenly Peng fell, but the cultivators were outnumbered, reinvigorated their morale, and rushed to the cave.
"Kill them, kill them!" The old monk yelled bitterly.
Lin Xuan had the strength to kill these remnants, but he never regarded himself as an executioner, and every time he killed someone, there must be enough reasons.
Not far to his left, two cultivators strode forward with the bleeding Tianpeng King, approaching the cave.
"Stay, stay!" Lin Xuan shouted, but it was clear that his voice couldn't stop the group of fanatical cultivators from advancing.
"Stop!" King Tianpeng shouted, and everyone immediately stopped.
"It's time for everyone to stop, why kill each other for unknown interests?" Lin Xuan's tone was very gentle. He was reluctant to go on a killing spree, because that was a low-level method used by the incompetent. The biggest difference between humans and animals is that they can communicate with each other, have an exchange of ideas, and take reasonable ways to solve problems.
If he obeyed the old monk's order and killed the cultivator, he could only passively get involved in it in the end, unable to extricate himself.
"That's the biggest secret on earth, and when you enter it, you can communicate with heaven and earth and become a part of heaven and earth...... What many people dream of is to enter a cave, completely forget themselves, and live with heaven and earth. King Tianpeng replied breathlessly.
"What about living with heaven and earth? What is the difference between living for 100 years or 1,000 years? If you can't work for the welfare of the world and just want to be a hegemon, what will happen to you is a history that has long been illustrated by countless examples. Lin Xuan said.
Suddenly, someone rushed forward and entered the cave, but the man did not allow any joyful reaction, and the cave suddenly became a bottomless pit, which sucked the man in instantly.
"Save-" The man left only one word, and then disappeared into the depths of the transparent grotto.
"Save him!" King Tianpeng gave the order, but this time no one listened to the order, everyone shrank back, and the enthusiasm that was rushing just now had disappeared.
Lin Xuan reacted extremely quickly, and when the person was inhaled, he had already put down the old monk and flew to the front of the cave.
He reached forward and had time to grasp a rope tied around the man's waist, but the rope was tied only with a live buckle, which he pulled and immediately released. Eventually, with only a rope left in his hand, he watched as the blond-haired and blue-eyed European cultivator slowly sank into the transparent stone wall and floated slowly into the distance.
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