Chapter 47: Fighting Generals (5)
Expecting that Aoi, who was not high in force, might not want to fight, Li Xian hit the snake with the stick, and asked tentatively: "The poor monk's name is Rulai, and the Aoi donor can call the poor monk Master Rulai."
The monks, like the Tianmu Kingdom, do not like to fight and kill the most. But when commanded by men, it is necessary to do it.
I heard that the old lord likes to dance the most, and the poor monk also has some research in this area, why don't we two dance in front of the military formation?"
"Master Rulai's words are exactly what he wants. Will you come first, or will you come first?"
Aoi, who was originally menacing, really didn't expect to 'fight' in this way, but the monk with a familiar name on the other side came to challenge, and Aoi was a little interested and a little suspicious in his heart.
What if he loses shamelessly and starts a big war in anger?
But this monk doesn't know the depths, it's good that he deliberately released the water to win, but once he loses, it's not easy to explain the Quanzhen Dao!
Without waiting for Li Xian to choose, Aoi began to be extremely entangled.
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Li Xian, who wants to win, naturally won't be the first to go on rashly, so let Aoi jump first and try the bottom. Then there was a 'please' gesture.
Aoi, who was very entangled in his heart, did not delay his words, nodded and made another joke, and then walked towards the military formation and asked them to use the snare drum to score his music.
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What? Dancing with the soundtrack, you think this battlefield is a play?!
Thanks to the Quanzhen Dao Taixu Zhenren, he pulled Aoi down from a distance and then spoke, otherwise he would be listened to by the Taiqing Zhenren, and the trouble would be big.
Although he spoke in a small voice, Taixu Zhenren still secretly looked around, and saw that the two real people did not pay attention to this side, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You... Ancestor, how old are you? Can you stop messing around like this?!
That's just a monk with a very low realm, isn't it just a monkey demon with a mid-heavenly rank and a pig demon at the peak of the earth level? With your lion and tiger beast at the peak of the heavenly rank, you can't win? You must know that when you subdued it, the whole truth path also made a lot of efforts......
This great victory is a major event related to the missionary work of the Quanzhen Dao in the Tianshui Kingdom, and we must not mess around!"
Taixu Zhenren is playing the emotional card and intimidating a lot of verbosity, the purpose is to let Aoi hurry back to fight a good battle, and fight for the good life of Quanzhen Dao and Tianmu Country.
However, what he didn't know was that Aoi himself was really unsure whether he could beat Master Rulai and his party by force. On the contrary, he is full of confidence in dance, and he feels that he has more certainty.
Aoi, who looked embarrassed, wanted to insist, but suddenly heard a laughing voice behind him: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Since the old lord of the country is willing to use the dignified 'dance path' to defeat the monk, the poor monk still allows the junior brother. ”
It turns out that he has been eavesdropping on his conversations all along. Taixu Zhenren looked at Tai Qingren who was still smiling with a gloomy face, and he really couldn't imagine that he would abandon the great victory of the alliance army, and instead come to add to the chaos.
Just as he was about to explain a few words of defense, indicating the importance of the next big victory for the alliance army, Taixu Zhenren turned his head and saw Aoi nodding deeply when he heard this.
Alas~, I knew that I shouldn't have brought this living treasure, even if it was Shangyue Mountain begging for Master Xuan Miao with a thick face.
Let him go.
Taixu Zhenren shook off the dust suddenly, straightened his back and bent a little, as if he was a hundred years old, and said helplessly to Aoi: "If you want to go, go there." ”
You don't have to look at people's faces to act, I have been doing my own thing for hundreds of years, and at the beginning I reported the matter of the dance to the Taixu Zhenren, but it was just to give Quanzhen Dao a face.
At the beginning, seeing that Taixu Zhenren was unwilling, Aoi was still a little dissatisfied with this little junior disciple who was only in the middle stage of the martial saint, and coupled with the fact that Taoism was pointing fingers at the domestic court and agitating all kinds of war and aggression to destroy the rare peace of Tianmu Country.
New hatred and old grudges are added together, and when the anger accumulates to the peak, even Aoi, who is a good old man, can't help but explode.
But the road turned back, and then I saw him agree again.
Aoi didn't have a good temper, and he didn't care about Taixu Zhenren's disappointed mood, so he turned around and marched towards the Tianmu National Army, intending to replace all the people who beat the snare drum with the soldiers of Tianmu Country who were proficient in music.
When Aoi got everything done and returned to the field, he saw that his powerful liger beast was lying in front of the two demon tribes, a monkey and a pig, and licked their feet with his scarlet tongue, but they seemed to be unwilling and hated the liger beast very much.
Lao Tie, let's get along for a hundred years, you can't be so favoritistic!
A hint of jealousy welled up in Aoi's heart, but more than that, he was happy.
Let the lion tiger beast be abnormal, and it is really the problem of the two demons. Since they have a problem, it means that the bald monks who compete with themselves are normal, right?
Aoi's mood couldn't help but relax a lot, and he had originally prepared a set of opening speeches, but when he saw that the bald monk on the other side had already raised his hand to let him start.
Aoi didn't squirm, he raised his hand and patted it, and suddenly there was a neat and exciting sound of snare drums behind him.
"Knock knock..."
"Knock knock... Knock ......"
"Boom... Knock knock knock ......"
With the sound of the drum, Aoi's white hair rose without wind, his originally gentle pupils suddenly sharpened, and his hands slapped on his chest with the beat of the drum, and then fell again.
While Aoi was doing his work, his footsteps did not stop.
His footsteps were fast and slow, and suddenly the drums were beating rapidly, and his footsteps changed into a phantom.
In front of Lee Hyun, a vivid 'jungle dance' unfolded slowly, and Lee Hyun was able to slowly appreciate the profundity of this dance from Aoi's movements, and his floating eyes became more and more condensed.
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Compared with the sincere communication and experience of the two people in the field with dance, looking at the two living treasures dancing on the field, the two military formations opened their mouths and even forgot to shout and cheer.
If anyone could see through the hearts of the soldiers who stood quietly and their eyes glazed over, they would surely find that they had a group of horses galloping through them.
After the galloping of thousands of horses, what is left behind is not a thirst for killing and burning love, but endless smoke and dust......
On the top of the castle tower, the old village chief of 'Youza Village', who was called to defend the city, also felt confused by the strange music and drum sound in the alliance army.
If you look down from the castle wall, if you have good eyesight, you can see the battlefield area vacated by the two armies.
Seeing that there was no such dazzling martial arts battle on the battlefield, the swarthy young man named Xiao Zhuang complained a little: "It's been an hour, it's almost dark, can you still fight?"
These alliance armies too, when to kill it is not good to come to the spring sowing time, not to mention the delay in the spring sowing, we still have to come to call this Lao Shizi strong man, it is better to sleep at home with this free time......"