All monks, report to Xuanwumen!

When Ling Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Even the dullest person should realize that something is wrong at this moment.

"Brother, I just woke up, what's going on?" Ling Xiao hurriedly called out to the people in the light and asked.

The person in the retreat frowned, seeing that Ling Xiao's body exuded the aura of "Qi Refining Advanced Rank", so he had to explain patiently: "The Izumo Kingdom has started a war with us, you don't have to delay, go and report quickly!" ”

The light shot away, but Ling Xiao stood in place, not digesting the news for a long time.

Izumo Province, go to war?

What the hell is going on?

Didn't Li Xuantian's head give it to them?

Moreover, on the day of the breaking of the gong mountain, didn't those three people say that there would be no war in the short term and that the border between the two countries would return to the previous state?

Ling Xiao's mind couldn't turn around all of a sudden.

"Xuanwu Gate, all monks ......"

He muttered, and a trace of murderous intent appeared inexplicably in his eyes.

You'll be there too, national teacher, right?

Ling Xiao's heart beat violently.

Plans can't keep up with the changes.

Before, he also planned to observe for a while to find the best time to kill Ma Ying.

However, now that he has a black dragon clone, why not take advantage of the dragon soul to make a move?

One Ling Xiao, plus one black dragon, unless Brother Jin Dan made a move, Ling Xiao couldn't imagine that Ma Ying had any possibility of survival!

What's more, now that Izumo is at war, the situation is unpredictable, so it's better not to have long nights and dreams.

Breathing, inexplicably short.

No matter how Ling Xiao ran the Huang Ting Sutra, it was difficult to contain the frenzy and trembling that emerged from the depths of his soul!

It's been seven years!

On the empty street, there was a sudden roar, and Ling Xiao strode forward.

……

Imperial Palace, Xuanwu Gate.

Seven thousand monks, gathered together.

It is estimated that more than 90% of the scattered cultivators in the imperial capital are crowded in such a wide square, which is already rubbing shoulders and noisy, like thousands of flies, buzzing in the ears......

Ling Xiao was in the crowd, like a slippery fish, burrowing left and right, and quickly squeezed to the front.

As soon as he stood up, a long groan suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Silence!"

At the same time, five rays of light lit up from the palace, or ethereal, direct or strangely and quickly approached, leaning less, and stopped above the Xuanwu Gate.

The majestic coercion like a river, like a rolling monstrous wave, forced towards the monks in the square fiercely!

Straight as, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves!

The noise in the square turned into dead silence in the blink of an eye.

The monks looked up at the five rays of light with a look of awe and awe.

Ling Xiao, who finally squeezed to the front, took a few steps back without a trace, hiding himself in the crowd.

There is no other reason, the five people above the head can be called the top combat power of the current imperial capital!

The five major families respectively sent monks in the late stage of foundation building, and Duan Tianhuang, whom Ling Xiao had met once, was impressively listed.

The coercion of the five major monks made the scene quickly calm down.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

"Presumably everyone has gotten the news that the shameless Izumo Province has torn up the peace agreement in a vain attempt to provoke a war that is intolerable to heaven and invade the territory of Northern Liang! Rest assured, the ancestor is about to go out, no matter what conspiracy the Izumo thieves have, in front of the ancestor, they are all jumping clowns! ”

Hearing this, the scene resounded with cheers.

Jindan Ancestor is the backbone of the Northern Liang Kingdom, and his old man is about to go out, so why be afraid of the Izumo clown?

The five monks smiled slightly, satisfied with the people's reactions.

"Please come over tonight, in addition to implementing the wartime conscription order, it is also to tell you that the Northern Liang Kingdom will never treat the heroes who serve the country badly!"

"The corresponding reward and punishment measures are about to be released, and the five major families in the imperial capital have the right to recruit soldiers, and everyone is welcome to join at that time. Now, please go back to Fang City and wait! ”

After the five monks finished speaking, they didn't care anymore, and turned around and returned to the palace.

The monks discussed excitedly for a while, and then dispersed, returning to Fang City to wait for the conscription order.

Conscription in time of war is the basic law of all nations, and it is obligatory for all monks and mortals to respond.

Moreover, as I said just now, it will not be in vain, and at that time, as long as the merits are obtained, the corresponding rewards will be obtained.

Listening to the people walking and discussing, Ling Xiao couldn't help but be in a trance.

He hates war.

But I can't help myself.

As long as you are in Beiliang, you can't stay out of it.

In the future, we can only take one step at a time.

What is certain is that before the end of the war, if Ling Xiao wanted to return to the stable life of "farming and raising fish, planting flowers and cultivating tea" in the past, it would be a fool's dream!

"Let's take one step at a time, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge."

Ling Xiao comforted himself, blended in the crowd, and walked towards Zhongfang City.

The people around him are basically sure that they will join the Xiao family and participate in the next war.

The five major families recruited soldiers at the same time, and the conditions offered were of course better than the other.

At the same time, the five major families are also secretly competing.

After all, the battlefield is cruel, but it is also a treasure trove.

The enemy's supplies are the best trophies.

Powerful individuals, families, and immortal sects, the harvest on the battlefield will never be small!

Therefore, the strength of the recruited casual cultivation, of course, the stronger the better.

As for those monks who are not from the Northern Liang Kingdom, they should take this opportunity to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Once a stricter conscription occurs in the future, it doesn't matter whether they are from the Northern Liang Dynasty or not.

Moreover, if you are unfortunate enough to be drafted into the army, it is better not to reveal your identity as a "non-Northern Liang clan".

Because cannon fodder is very scarce.

Using the monks of his own country as cannon fodder is somewhat unrealistic.

But if it's from another country, it's a different matter, and there is no psychological burden to use.

Even some smart chiefs will intimately help you apply for "Izumo nationality", and you can imagine what will happen to you when the time comes.

And so on and so forth.

Ling Xiao returned to Zhongfang City, went to the door of the restaurant at noon, and found that the door of the restaurant was locked, and he looked like it was closed and closed, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In the face of the war between the two countries, Xiao Weiyu's death seemed to be a trivial matter.

But secretly, the Xiao family must still be chasing the murderer.

Ling Xiao didn't stay long, just found a tea stall on the street and sat down.

Here, it is only a few dozen meters away from Wangfu Hutong, and anyone who enters and exits Wangfu Hutong can see it clearly.

Ma Ying is a national teacher, in a high position, and now there is a high probability that he is in the palace.

Ling Xiao didn't dare to break into the palace, so he could only wait for the rabbit in Zhongfang City, no matter what Ma Ying did next, he would always come back to Wangfu Hutong.

The power of the black dragon's dragon soul can only be left for about 12 hours.

Within 12 hours, Ling Xiao had to find Ma Ying.

Time was pressing, the situation was chaotic, and he should have felt anxious, but when the vengeful anger in his heart was burning, he was calmer than ever.

A pot of tea until light as water.

Several rays of light shot from outside the market, and after entering the market, they immediately took separate actions and posted conscription notices in various streets and alleys.

And one of the lights flew by, as if no one was around, swept into the palace alley, and disappeared.

Ling Xiao saw it clearly.

That's Ma Ying.

He slowly put down the teacup, got up and paid for the tea, then patted the hem of his clothes and sorted out his clothes.

The setting sun shone obliquely, and his dark brown pupils reflected the setting sun, as if burning.