The weather is sunny, no wind and no rain, for the people of Xiangzhou, today is a rare good weather.

Ning Xiaochuan, who got up early in the morning, came to a small courtyard in the west of the city, and the moment he pushed the door in, he was attracted by the flowers and plants in front of him.

The land of Xiangzhou is sandy and stonely, the soil is very little, the soil is the root of all things, and the flowers and trees need the soil to nurture their vitality, so in Xiangzhou, it is difficult to see all kinds of flowers and trees, even if there are birch, pine, cypress and sea buckthorn that are seen all year round.

But in the yard in front of me, flowers and plants are in full bloom, and even begonias and plum blossoms, which should not bloom in early spring, are also budding in them.

Just when Ning Xiaochuan was in a daze, the door of the courtyard behind him slammed shut, and then he saw a man with white hair and red clothes sitting quietly in the pavilion surrounded by flowers, making tea and warm wine, so uncomfortable.

Ning Xiaochuan smiled deeply, "Seniors are so Yaxing, these flowers and plants, Xiangzhou hasn't seen them for a long time." ”

Pei Yu played with the Ruyao Haiqing Cup in his hand with one hand, looked up at Ning Xiaochuan, countless blood-red silk threads lingered behind him, spreading to the surrounding flowers and plants, watching these blood-red true qi slowly seep into the ground under his feet, Ning Xiaochuan suddenly understood something.

Pei Yu's cultivation of "Divine Cry Record" can not only absorb the livelihood of the living creatures around him for his own use, but also nourish the things around him with the vitality of his own cultivation, just like when he helped Kong Zhenxuan and Miss Nie detoxify.

A quarter of an hour later, looking at the flowers and plants around him that were more colorful, Pei Yu slowly withdrew his true qi, looked at Ning Xiaochuan and smiled, "Something to ask me for help?" ”

Ning Xiaochuan nodded, "The master of the Northern Barbarian Elder Sect has infiltrated Xiangzhou with the purpose of the Donghuang Bell in my hand, I think it is better to take the initiative than to sit and wait to die, so this time I took the initiative to act as a bait to lure this elder to appear." ”

"You're looking for death." Pei Yu took a sip of tea and said indifferently.

Ning Xiaochuan nodded, "I know it too, but this is the best way." ”

Pei Yu said calmly, "The god spirit master is very sensitive to the fluctuation of the martial artist's true qi, if I help you, you need to be ten miles away from you to not startle the snake, ten miles is for me, one breath is coming, but the real spirit master kills you, but it only takes a moment, this risk, do you dare to take it?" ”

Ning Xiaochuan frowned and said, "I dare." ”

Pei Yu's eyes were cold, "There are many spiritual masters in the Xiangzhou army, why are you looking for me." ”

"Trust you." Ning Xiaochuan's answer was calm and resolute.

Pei Yu didn't talk, but got up and shook the folding fan in his hand, looked at the flowers in front of the pavilion, walked among the flowers, and raised his hand indifferently.

"When you faced the five elders of the Elder Sect in Beiban back then, you didn't flinch, why did you seem to be scared this time?"

Ning Xiaochuan raised his head and looked at the blue sky above his head, and stretched his waist, "Who in the world is not afraid of death, and I am also afraid, my father and mother were still there before I went to Beiban, but when I came back with the Donghuang Bell, they were gone."

If the death of Lao Song Tou is to me feel regret and unwillingness, then the death of my father and mother is anger and fear, anger above the Son of Heaven, fear of the king of Hades under the underworld. ”

Pei Yu raised his hand and smiled, "Once people have concerns, they will be afraid of death, but it is gratifying that what I hear from you is fear, not fear." ”

"I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of death." Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were extremely firm.

Pei Yu laughed, turned around and disappeared, and after a while, Ning Xiaochuan's echo came from his ears.

"You can go with confidence, I will protect you and keep you safe."

The northwest is barren and can't grow flowers, but if you love this land, then this land will grow all kinds of flowers.

Looking at the flowers in front of him, Ning Xiaochuan smiled slightly, maybe this old man who has lived in the Central Plains for a long time will really like this land full of wind and sand, no, it will be!

……

April of the third year of Daebong Yongxi.

The sky is clear, a group of 100 people convoy north out of Dunhuang, two horses walking, the carriage is not luxurious, but it is also much better than the general carriage.

Sitting in the carriage was Ning Xiaochuan, who was ordered to go north with the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The soldiers in golden armor outside the carriage were the Flying Leopard Army trained by Ning Xiaochuan himself, but they were carrying the banner of Ningzi, and the generals Zheng Guangyuan and Chen Xinru were at the front of the team.

On the carriage, Ning Xiaochuan sat in it, Kong Zhenxuan on the left hand side, and Nie Hongyi on the right hand side.

Kong Zhenxuan was calm and concentrating, meditating and cultivating, with an indifferent face; Nie Hongyi, on the other hand, was extremely nervous and anxious, opening the car window from time to time and leaning out of the window.

Ning Xiaochuan smiled lightly, "Miss Nie, this is just out of Dunhuang, the Beiban elders will not do it here, and if they do, they must at least be at the border a hundred miles away." ”

"Childe, I don't understand, a Northern Barbarian Elder already has a headache, why do you want to go to the border to venture to worship the sky, what if you run into some trouble again?

Since it's a game, why don't you go south, that would not only ensure your safety but also give the Northern Barbarian Elders nowhere to escape, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? Nie Hongyi asked in surprise.

"If you don't go to the border, how can you let them see the strength of my Xiangzhou? If we don't go to the border, what can we do to deter those Northern Barbarian masters who don't know whether they are alive or dead?

Miss Nie, this time we not only want to get rid of that Beiban elder, but also let the Beiban know that our Xiangzhou is not easy to mess with, if they still dare to come to snatch the Eastern Emperor Bell, then don't blame my Xiangzhou army for being ruthless, it's a big deal to have another national war, I want to see how powerful the Beiban with eleven national weapon bonuses can be. ”

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were cold, and it was difficult to hide his anger and unhappiness in his tone, but these same words also made Nie Hongyi see a different son.

Kong Zhenxuan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, let out a breath of turbid air and stroked his beard, "The words of the son made the old man think of a person. ”

"Oh? Who? Ning Xiaochuan looked at Kong Zhenxuan curiously.

Kong Zhenxuan's eyes were filled with some regret and nostalgia.

"The deceased Prime Minister Guan Cheng, for the country and the people all his life, used his power to the extreme, even the former emperor Gao Zhen, who was well versed in the art of the emperor, loved and hated him but was helpless, the son said this is not what Prime Minister Guan said, the military will not hesitate to die for the country, the civil officials will not disgrace the name of the people, and the great Fengxing is also."

For Prime Minister Guan Cheng, Ning Xiaochuan has always been respectful, not only because he sent Nie Hongyi, Kong Zhenxuan and Lu Yunting, who died early, when he needed help the most.

More importantly, he single-handedly saved Dafeng, who was in danger, created a prosperous era for Dafeng, and kept the last backbone of Dafeng.

But it's a pity that he still hasn't been able to talk to Prime Minister Guan Cheng, not a word, and he sometimes thinks that if Guan Zhongxian hadn't died, what would Dafeng be like now? What will you be like?

Ning Xiaochuan looked out the window, thousands of miles of yellow sand, at this moment he was like a wanderer who traveled far away, thinking of his hometown.

"I, Ning Xiaochuan, are not enough to compare with Guan Cheng, I just don't want to live up to my father......" Ning Xiaochuan said silently.

The words were not loud, but they reached the ears of the two people in the carriage.

The two didn't say much, they just silently accompanied Ning Xiaochuan forward, as for how long they could walk, they didn't know, but they hoped that it could be longer.

……

The news that Ning Xiaochuan carried the Eastern Emperor Bell, a heavy weapon of the Northern Barbarians, to the border to worship the heavens soon spread all over Xiangzhou, and for the people of Xiangzhou, this was undoubtedly a great thing to raise their eyebrows and show the prestige of Xiangzhou's army, and all the people applauded it.

You must know that the last time they sacrificed to heaven on the border was when Xiangzhou was first established thirty years ago, Ning Zhi and Tang Yuntian took three thousand soldiers to sacrifice to the sky with the heads of seventeen nobles of the Northern Barbarians, and the angry Northern Barbarian Khan was seriously ill for three days.

In the small restaurant in Xigu City, diners are all talking about Ning Wushao's going to the border to worship the sky, and when it comes to rising, they will drink a few cups.

Even the stingy boss invited a storyteller at this time to talk about the deeds of Ning Xiaochuan and Ning Wushao.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's say that the fifth young man of the Ning family is the fifth son of Ning Guogong, the long eyebrows are clear and beautiful, the jade tree is in the wind, like a cold mountain jade, a pearl of the deep sea, before he was born, there was a sign of Ruilin landing in Ningfu, and when he was born, he was surrounded by purple gas, and his hands and feet held Kunlun ......"

These slightly exaggerated words of the storyteller seem to be very popular in this cramped tavern.

Speaking of Ning Wushao's trip to the Northern Barbarians, the people applauded and exclaimed again and again when he grabbed the heavy weapon.

In the northwest corner of the restaurant, a pair of men and women dressed in black are sitting cross-legged on the soft couch to taste delicious food, perhaps because they are dressed in black, and the diners around them deliberately avoid them.

Listening to Mr. Storyteller's commentary on Ning Xiaochuan, the man in black took a sip of rice wine, closed his eyes and said, "Bitter and spicy, it is far worse than the wine of Zhenbao Zhai." ”

"This wine is just a hundred dollars, which of the wine in Zhenbao Zhai is not above the white two silver, how can the two be compared?" The woman sneered.

The man seemed to have an inconvenient right arm, raised his left arm and said in a deep voice, "This Ning Xiaochuan really has some skills, he can come back alive from Beiman, it seems that we underestimated him before." ”

At this time, sitting in the Xigucheng Restaurant were Song Shixin and Cheng Huahua, who had failed to assassinate Ning Xiaochuan at the beginning, and they had been staying in Xiangzhou to seek opportunities since the last assassination failure.

However, with the arrival of Pei Yu, there are very few opportunities for them to do it, although the opportunity to kill Ning Xiaochuan is less, but there are more and more understandings of Ning Xiaochuan.

But the more they learned about Ning Xiaochuan, the more they discovered the charm of Ning Xiaochuan.

The person who survived the assassination of Zhongfu and King Jingbei and traveled to half of the country in Dafeng should be Ning Xiaochuan alone in the whole world.

The only one who could chase and intercept the Eastern Emperor Zhong from the northern Tianshan Mountains was the only one who could chase and intercept the Eastern Emperor Zhong from the Tianshan Mountains in the north.

The only person who can make the three princes think about it for so long is Ning Xiaochuan!

At this time, they understood why King Pingchuan attached so much importance to Ning Xiaochuan.

"The time given by the prince is running out, the prince was very angry about Li Qingquan's matter last time, if we can't succeed this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to Yindu." Song Shixin took another sip of rice wine and said in a deep voice.

Cheng Huahua looked embarrassed, frowned and said, "The prince is not afraid, the key is that the old guy behind the prince is not easy to deal with, if you can kill Ning Xiaochuan this time, you and I can live and be rich and noble for a lifetime, if you fail, it will be a place to die." ”

"If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, I lost an arm when I assassinated Ning He, and this time I want to use Ning Xiaochuan's life to avenge the arm I lost." Song Shixiong's eyes showed a fierce light, and the murderous intent was fully revealed.

Cheng Huahua didn't answer, just quietly listened to the words of the storyteller above.

"Holding the Northern Barbarian Yin and Yang Things, sacrificing the Nine Heavens gods and ghosts, whether Ning Wushao's sacrifice to the heavens can be successful or not, let's listen to the next decomposition!"