Li Xijun waited for two months, and the fine-eyed monk rode the wind and landed in front of the peak, because of the new big array, he couldn't enter the mountain gate, so he could only wait silently.

Seeing Li Xijun dressed in white to greet him, Kongheng's face was calm, his hands were folded, and he said softly:

"I heard that the success of Daoyou's foundation building is the result of good retribution, which is gratifying."

Back then, Li Xijun let him go and let him catch up with the opportunity to break through, Kong Heng was sincerely grateful, and said two words of congratulations, and then saw Li Xijun and said:

"The mage said with a smile, what good reward can I have for doing Qingdu... My family doesn't believe in these retributions... If there is such a thing, just sit obediently and wait for retribution, and what are you still clinging to? ”

"The little monk is rude,"

Kong Heng announced the release of the horn, landed on the mountain, looked left and right, looked a little novel, Li Xijun took him all the way in the mountain, and said softly:

"Let the mage come back this time, you have to work hard to make a move, and sweep away the mountain together."

He had already probed and understood, and said:

"In the meantime, you, me and Ximing will take action, and we will kill two people and one demon in total."

Li Xijun pointed to Beishanyue and said softly:

"Kakunaka Zi disappeared, leaving behind a Shanyue in the early days of foundation building, known as Curtain Miri, I heard that this person is loyal to Kakunaka Zi, and he and his foundation building mount together with Beishanyue to guard."

He drew a circle of the area with an ink pen and explained:

"If this person is as described in the description, I am afraid that there is no room for maneuver, so he will simply remove it neatly and cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

He pointed to the rest of the south and whispered:

"There is also a fire Luo evil, the foundation is cultivated in the middle stage, if you can persuade to surrender, you will be persuaded to surrender, and if you can't persuade to surrender, you will be besieged and killed!"

The Li family's current background can really support him to say this, but anyone who is twenty or thirty years earlier will be used as a joke, but when he says it at this time, he will be loud.

After Li Xijun said this, Kong Heng slowly closed his eyes and replied:

"It's time to commit iniquity!"

Li Xijun led him into the hall, put down the map, and comforted:

"These mountains are from Wushan, they are not good things, they are not clean after killing them several times, and the mage is too worried."

Kong Heng only looked at the dense names of villages and tribes on this map, and replied:

"The little monk knows... It's just that the aristocratic soldiers and horses went all the way, and I don't know how many heads will be dropped, and the blood stains Beishanyue, I'm afraid it's a bad number. ”

Li Xijun frowned suddenly, speechless, this aristocratic landlord who is more and more full of land in the northern mountains, it is absolutely impossible to let the Li family connive one by one, that is, if you don't kill cleanly, it will hinder the follow-up of the officials, where can you not kill people, you can only say:

"My family doesn't hinder the people, I've killed pigs and dogs once, and there are some good days below!"

After all, Kong Heng is an ancient cultivator, and if he doesn't approve it, he can only respond, Li Xijun said:

"Waiting for the mage to come over this time, there is indeed something to ask."

He observed the complexion of the empty balance in the morning, and said softly:

"This Beishanyue is different from Dongshanyue, it is the ancestral land of Shanyue, there are many evil shrines hidden in the mountains, and its people are very poisonous.

"The mage is the best in the world to stir his heart, I don't know if there is a way?"

Li Xijun looked at the matter from a distance, this aristocratic landlord of Beishanyue was just a matter of killing him and sending people over.

But the more mountains and the more ancestral land the Beishan, the witch cult is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and often kills people and sacrifices, there are more than 100,000 witches, scattered all over the place, nine out of nine are mortals, Li Xijun thought about it, I am afraid that it is most convenient to rely on the empty balance to solve this matter.

He told the story before and after, and the shame on Kongheng's face became heavier, and he replied:

"Attract people with magic powers, Taoist cheats, and sound and color to release fruits...... It's an evil way, and I can't do it! Empty balance is ashamed! ”

Obviously, letting him make the people of these cults deviate from their beliefs violated the precepts of Kongheng, and once again politely refused, Li Xijun got this answer, and there was not much surprise, so he could only sigh and say:

"Then kill it!"

"Ahh

Kong Heng was stunned, quickly reacted, and said with a wry smile:

"Xi Jun don't want to deceive me, I have been practicing in the nobility for many years, and I still know the roots."

Li Xijun smiled and comforted:

"Since the decline of the Liaohe River Command, there is a credit for this rule, so rigid... How can it survive! ”

Kongheng closed his eyes and replied:

"The Seven Paths of Northern Liberation were almost the same as my Liaohe River at the earliest, and only one opening was opened, and they became what they are today... I don't want to exist, I only want to be explained. ”

Li Xijun sighed:

"If so, where does this put all the people of the north?"

Kong Heng was speechless for a while, and when he saw sweat on his forehead, Li Xijun was afraid that he would turn around and enter the Seven Paths, so he didn't say anything more, and said with a smile:

"Then the mage just needs to remove these foundations with me."

Li Xijun smiled, gently put the brush in his hand on the case, and replied:

"The matter under the mountain, and leave it to my Qilin'er."

……

The Great Tribunal.

The territory of the Veda was already wide, although there were many hills, and there were plains around the Great Pavilion, which were handed over to the Li family over the years, and the population gradually increased, about 50,000 people.

Now that the Veda has left with Li Xuanfeng, this place has completely fallen into the hands of the Li family, and he has either left with a group of Shanyue monks, or cast himself on the wall of the Li family.

On the road of the Great Courtyard, the soldiers and horses galloped, advancing mightily, and in the middle was a black carriage, on which the magic light flowed.

The black flag fluttered in the air, and the wheels rolled over a long trail on the muddy ground, Chen Yang looked at the glow of the mountain gradually falling, lifted the curtain, and said softly:

"Yu Shizi, the Great Court has arrived."

The young man in the car was dressed in a coat, his boots stepped on the cold stove, and he carefully read the scroll in his hand, Chen Yang honestly lowered his eyebrows and did not look at the things in the book.

The five-layer Yujing wheel of fetal breath is the big pass in the fetal breath, he can touch the corners of the Yujing wheel in the past two years, and Li Zhouwei has now caught up with him.

When we met, we had a fight, and it can be said that I made a hasty shot, Li Zhouwei relied on the advantage of weapons to subdue him, and now his halberd is exquisite, far better than his half-hung swordsmanship, day by day than the test hand, he is no longer an opponent, and he does not dare to make a mistake.

Li Zhouwei listened to his words, put away the books in his hand, and took a closer look in front of the car, and the majestic ancient city had appeared in front of him.

The city gate is full of mottled traces of time, it has been opened very much, and the road on both sides of the road is full of dense Shanyue nobles, all of whom bow their heads, and many people are learning from the easterners to coil up and kneel hand to ear.

He stood silently for a moment, and then ordered:

"Into town."

Li Zhouwei's voice fell, and the frame did not stop in front of the Shanyue nobles who knelt down to greet him, but galloped past, and drove into the city in one breath, splashing high muddy water, causing everyone to avoid it.

Li Zhouwei didn't speak, and a group of clan soldiers also stepped in coldly, sealing both sides of the road to death.

Chen Yang stood in front of the frame, looking at the black and bowed heads on the ground, and a sense of happiness rose in his heart, but now he is one with Li Zhouwei, and his cunning nature has recurred, reminding:

"The prince has less than a month to recruit troops here... I'm afraid I still have to rely on these people, and I can win over one or two. ”

Chen Yang's words are quite reasonable, these people are the bloodlines of those subordinates in the Vedayaya era, they have the power and popularity here, they have been exploiting the people for decades, and they have their own people, of course the forces of the Li family do not need to taboo them, but if they help, it will be much easier to integrate.

After all, this time, Li Chengliao did not give any spiritual food and grass support - the Great Court is already his own territory, and it is undoubtedly a sign of incompetence to raise an army here.

After he finished speaking, he listened to the rustling sound of Li Zhouwei opening the curtain behind him, and heard Shizi say:

"They are all dying people, don't pay attention to him."

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and he understood in his heart, and said with a smile:

"My subordinates understood."

Li Zhouwei stepped out of the carriage, quietly looked at the big city in front of him, arrived at the gorgeous but old main hall in the city, walked inside, and stopped next to the high throne.

He stepped on it twice with his brocade boots, stepped up to the throne, glanced at it casually, and then turned back and said:

"The twenty-one clans in the city, none of them are innocent, they were killed together, and the property was distributed to the people, and a group of people were pulled up first."

Chen Yang nodded, but Li Zhouwei stared at him twice, and said in his heart:

"My father said that this person is cunning and courageous, but he has no measure to convince people, I am afraid that it will be difficult to divide the profits and suppress him, if he is allowed to go alone, he may be resentful and set off a chaotic army."

He couldn't rest assured of this person, took the halberd from the car, put on his armor, shook the robe behind him, stepped on the horse, frowned, and said:

"You go with me."

Chen Yang straddled the horse and followed him, Li Zhouwei took out the list, picked a clan with a large number of people but was down-and-out from above, drove a spirit horse, and said loudly:

"Go to Dili!"

The ground in the city was pitted, but he stepped down and jumped out of the city as if he were walking on the ground.

But after half a cup of tea, he found a large village on the edge of the city, and saw people coming in and out from a distance, and he stopped his horse until a group of guards followed, and then he pulled up the rope and looked at the village from a distance.

'The barbarians still need the barbarians to control, and they need many henchmen, but they need to be cheap and poor to be swords. ’

……

Dili's Dazhai.

Di Li Youjie panicked all night, and hurriedly circled in front of the village early in the morning, the bow and arrows and animal bones on his waist clanged, and he was very hasty.

He Di Li clan has been working here for many years, there are many people and soldiers, but there are too few wizards, and they are considered inferior, so they can only set up a village outside the city and give people food to Fuyomu every day.

Later, this place fell into the hands of the Vedayas, and after a few years of blind tossing, the Di Li clan missed the opportunity, and they were still inferior, and when the Li family was delivered, life was much better.

Without him, the Li family used to be in charge of the Great Turbid Court, because most of the Vedaya's subordinates settled here, and the Li family was not easy to interfere with, so they only sent people to inquire about the distribution of Lingtian, which was not so much a rule as a bondage.

But when he got up today, he heard that the Li family's soldiers and horses had entered the city, but Di Li Youjie was not qualified to visit him, except for being anxious in the village, he was really helpless.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong..."

The big man with the hair was thinking about it in a daze, when he suddenly heard a roaring sound, Di Li Youjie was a person who could hold a strong bow and ride a fierce horse in the mountains, how could he not hear this voice, he was only slightly stunned, and said in horror:

"Cavalry?"

He raised his head suddenly, and then he untied the horn from his waist, only to hear a loud noise, and a black shadow flew over the gate of the wall, covering the scorching sun in the sky, casting a writhing shadow.

Di Li Yujie only saw a gleaming halberd slashing through the air, and the black-gray armor made a hideous metallic sound, flashing with a fine iron luster that Shanyue had not been able to create in several lifetimes.

"Woo...... Hiss ......"

The horse's hooves fell to the ground, the sand and dust splashed high on the ground, the wheezing and neighing of the spirit horse were chaotic, and the people of the Di Li clan in the courtyard were distracted, Di Li Yujie couldn't help but take a step back, and his resolute face was pale.

"Boom!"

The halberd stood on the ground, revealing a few cold lights in the smoke and dust, and before he could see this person clearly, he heard the sound of a collision of gold and iron, and the gate of the village was torn to pieces, and the easterners in iron armor were in an orderly manner.

Several clans that wanted to resist were like weak lambs in front of these people, and they were subdued in two strokes, and Di Li saw at a glance that this was the Li family's soldiers and horses, and he didn't dare to resist, so he could only wait in place with his fists clenched.

"Hmm..."

Di Li was pressed to the ground by several people in jade armor with a thud, and in the sonorous sound, one cold blade after another had been pasted on his neck, and the cold light was cold, and he was held in the middle by more than ten iron guns, unable to move.

However, in an instant, the entire Di Li clan had been controlled, and Di Li fell to his knees on the ground, not daring to move, his hair was scattered, and he only felt chills everywhere in his body.

The sun was scorching, there was a golden light in front of him, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping on the ground, Di Li Yujie slowly adjusted his posture, raised his head, and saw a pair of narrow eyes faintly glowing with golden light.

The young man glanced at him casually, looked around again, and seemed to estimate the number of men among them, and then raised the cloth in his hand and read:

"Diry... By the solution? ”

He listened to the voice in a calm tone, with the brightness of some young people, Di Li Youjie was one of the best genius hunters in the ten miles of the clan, and he was also the young clan chief who made the families jealous, but he didn't dare to look at him, and said hoarsely:

"The villain has seen the immortals... Immortal Lord. ”

The man was sweating profusely, forced to bow his head by this gaze, the cold blade was close to his throat, and he didn't dare to move, so he saw the spirit behind him immediately turned over and came down, his eyes were cold, and he circled around him.

The man had long eyebrows and gray eyes, looked at him with the eyes of an animal, and said in a low voice:

"Your Highness... Can this person be useful? ”

The young man on the horse did not answer him, laughed, and asked:

"Di Li is explained, the letter says that you are young and promising, and you will be given a splash of wealth and wealth, but you have to catch it!"

Di Li has always acted very well since he was a child, but he has never been so clear in his mind, and he sorted out everything in front of him clearly, and the man said in a trembling voice:

"Villain, thank you!"

He finally mustered up the courage to look at those eyes, which seemed to be born to play with people's hearts, and the dark gold flowed, and his legs were cold.

Di Li listened to the young man pull the rope, the sound of iron hooves stepping on the ground, and the prince used a horsewhip to separate the cold blade around his neck, playing with taste:

"Go and take the people of your Dili family and go into the city to kill people!"

(End of chapter)