The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the black walls are red soil.

This is the first impression that Yiguan left on Zhang Xiaodao, returning here after many years, in addition to those inherent good memories, that is, Yiguan has become a person.

Zhang Xiaodao, who had just entered the Yiyi Pass, just wanted to work hard to improve his strength and strive to have the qualifications to protect Wang Luohan as soon as possible, for which he was beaten by many people, and naturally he also beat many people.

When he came back here this time, Yiguan was facing the biggest crisis since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and he was no longer such an unknown hairy boy, but became the leader of the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty.

After eating the brush meat, Zhang Xiaodao took Nalan Chu to wander around the Yiguan at the beginning, in addition to the Xiaohualou that they had already been to, they also walked through the compound of the Wind Chasing Camp and walked in front of the Jiawu Battalion.

Those places where he had sweated were walked by him one by one, and Nalan was silent at the beginning of Zhang Xiaodaoyue, so he only followed and did not speak.

Zhang Xiaodao walked through every corner of the Yiguan, and then took Nalan Chu to the arrow tower, which was a panoramic view of the majestic city of Yiguan.

At night, the gate is full of life and bright lights.

Countless soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are still working on repairing the city wall, and many recruits are training overnight, and from time to time there will be a heart-numbing roar.

Zhang Xiaodao sat on the arrow tower and pointed to the recruits who were training not far below him, and said, "I used to be one of them. ”

Nalan Chu asked, "Training is hard, isn't it?"

Zhang Xiaodao shook his head and said: "At that time, there will be no complicated things in my head, I just purely hope that I will become strong as soon as possible." ”

Zhang Xiaodao sighed and said, "Later, it became clear that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." ”

Nalan Chu just looked at the side face of Zhang Xiaodao under the starlight and fell silent.

Zhang Xiaodao said: "Later, I entered Shengjing and met the emperor and the empress, and I had a big basket at that time, which was enough to cut off my head." ”

"But His Majesty is generous, and the mother is kind, and I haven't been treated well. Instead, because of the little monk of Fayi, he was pulled into the Tower of Babel. ”

Zhang Xiaodao understood that Nalan Chu must not understand, but he still said: "Babel Tower, how many people in the Tang Dynasty can walk in?"

"At the time, I didn't know why, but later I realized that this was the expectation of the barefoot monk to me, and he hoped that I could have the strength to protect Sheng Tang in the future. ”

"What can I say but be grateful for this?"

"Later, I entered the academy again, worshipped Mr. as a teacher, and I was originally worried, but now the family behind the academy is just one of the thousands of families in the Tang Dynasty. ”

But now I knew it. Once Sheng Tang needs me to pay for my life, I may not be able to do it. ”

"Today, something is different. ”

"I know the news that His Majesty of the Tang Dynasty has died, I see the busyness of the Yiguan in order to meet the war, and I also see that every man in the Tang Dynasty is making the most adequate preparations. ”

"So, I want to protect this kingdom. ”

Saying this, Zhang Xiaodao stood up, looked in the direction of Sheng Jing and said, "My time is running out, let's go." ”

Late that night. Zhang Xiaodao took Nalan Chu out of Jiyi Pass, without saying hello or farewell, and went straight to Shengjing.

Maybe he understood. There is not much time left for him now, and if he wants to become strong in the shortest possible time, he will need to race against time.

............

On the highest seat in the Great Wilderness Temple, Shao Donghua was giving orders.

His orders were concise and to the point. It won't bother the generals in any way, and the arrangement of troops seems to him to be something that can be decided just by looking at the map. It's as simple as it gets.

However, such a simple thing is something that no one can do well in the past thirty years of the Great Wilderness.

So Shao Donghua, who is not a desolate man, came to the Great Wilderness and sat on the supreme throne,

But Shao Donghua understands that the Great Wilderness needs to come here by himself in the hope of using his talent to cultivate a piece of soil that can inhabit and survive for the future Great Wilderness.

If the Great Wilderness really has the soil to live in, then the Great Wilderness no longer needs him to sit in this position.

And what he needs is to use the wilderness to do something, he has no nostalgia for the seat under his ass, he doesn't have it today, and it won't be in the future.

In other words, Shao Donghua and the Great Wilderness are in a relationship of mutual help, and when one of the parties to this relationship feels that they are no longer needed, then there will be no Zài.

But at least, not now, the current Great Wilderness is only Shao Donghua Ma is Zhan!

For three full hours, Shao Donghua finalized the preliminary strategy of the Great Wilderness Spring War, and the vast temple was soon empty.

He sat alone on the highest position in the wilderness, rubbed his eyebrows, waved away the guards and retinue, and began to stay alone.

He didn't know if his choice was right or wrong, but he remembered the conversation many years ago that determined his current will, and he couldn't help but mutter, "It's really going to begin." ”

This sentence doesn't seem to be true, because so far Shao Donghua still feels a little dreamlike.

There were many reasons for him to feel this way, but he didn't think about those reasons anymore at this time, and only thought that Li Yi, the only one who could match him in the border army of the Tang Dynasty, should not let him down.

Shao Donghua has absolute confidence.

In local battles, he asked himself to be the best in the world, and no matter who he was, he would not be his opponent.

But he also understood that he was not a soldier of the Tang Dynasty now, which made him feel that Li Yi might compete with him at the Yizhou border pass.

Thinking of these, he began to get excited, countless necrotic cells in his body that had been dead for thirty years began to jump, and his blood gradually boiled, feeling this feeling, Shao Donghua felt that it was still a war to make him feel that his life was not wasted!

............

The quarrel in Shengjing City continued, and the officials who had the slightest right to speak in the court would spray their own spitting stars and pollute the Jinluan Palace.

Wen Qinglan still didn't make any moves.

The ruffians sat on top of the imperial city all day looking at the sky.

The only one who has action is the Yueming Palace, where the mother and son of Hanshuang'er and Li Wan'er washed the members of the Yueming Palace in the middle of the night one day.

This caused the air in Shengjing City to be a little unpleasant on the second day, and it always made people feel uncomfortable, but few people could detect that it was just a faint smell of blood.

The blood and stumps have long been sorted out overnight, and the only ones who can know what happened in this night are the drainage canals under the ground of Shengjing City, and a person named Wen Qingfeng.

Wen Qingfeng had already left Shengjing, he could accurately calculate the time difference between all the masters in Shengjing on that rainy night, and leaving Shengjing was naturally not a difficult thing for him.

It's just that he understands that the battle has just begun, and he doesn't care about the fact that most of the people in the Moon Ming Hall have been washed in blood, because he knows that the people who can finally decide things are not these spies, but the ministers in the court.

The ministers in the court are his real weight, they can not only control the situation, but also make the people in power in the Tang Dynasty tie their hands because of their identity.

Wen Qingfeng knows too much about Sheng Tang and grasps Sheng Tang's life, once the Western Regions and the Great Wilderness start a spring war, then his chances of winning will increase a lot.

Therefore, he only hoped that the ascetic would delay him for a little longer.

Li Zizhi and asceticism are no longer in the dangerous passes of Tang Nanzhou, but have entered the Western Regions and come to the poorest city-state.

The name of this city-state is Stan, and it belongs to one of the seventy-two countries in the Western Regions, but it is only a number, and the population is not as large as a small city in the Tang Dynasty.

Most of the people living in the city depend on the local dragon fruit specialties for their livelihood, but in the face of poor law and order, and in the face of poor law and order, two-thirds of the hard-earned money earned by the hard-working people often goes into the pockets of various people.

Naturally, the gentleman and the ascetic did not come to this city-state for the purpose of fighting.

Instead, I bought a small farm yard and seemed to plan to live here for a while.

Early that morning, the ascetic woke up early, intending to take care of it and buy the dragon tree planted in the additional land behind him.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, three men came to him.

The first man said, "I heard that you are new to the house, so pay the rent here first." ”

The ascetic naturally couldn't be intimidated by them, so he just raised his cheek and asked, "I've already spent the money, and this place belongs to me, why should I pay you rent?"

Obviously, for such a stunned youth as asceticism, the three men have their own ways to deal with it.

The first trick is naturally to scare.

The three of them reported themselves to their homes, and they actually said that they were from the Holy See, and they were named as guards with knives in the kingdom of Stan, and they would be put on death row for ascetic work if they arranged a crime at will.

Asceticism is naturally not afraid.

The three of them began to scold, the scolding was extremely ugly, and it seemed that there was a tendency to do it, but when they saw that the ascetic was still calm, they seemed to be a little uneasy.

But scolding doesn't work, you have to test it.

The ascetic was pushed and retreated into the courtyard, and when he saw that his face was flushed, as if he was going to act faintly, he slapped it with a big mouth for the little bastard.

"Smack. There was a crisp sound, and the ascetic tilted his head slightly.

The three of them already had some momentum at this time, and they went up with punches and kicks, but they hugged their heads but did not run around, but they responded silently to the fists and feet of the three people, but in the end they did not say anything.

The three of them didn't know how long they had been fighting, sweating profusely, panting, but now they didn't even cry out in pain, and they couldn't help but feel that this was a ruthless person.

But in the eyes of the three of them, in this Stan City, they can't be ruthless, so they put down the time limit for paying rent, and wait for the next day to itch their fists, and then beat up the asceticism of not knowing each other.

After the three of them left, the ascetic still lay on the ground and did not stand up, but frowned and looked at the sky.

From time to time, Li Zizhi walked out, passed by the ascetic's side, and chuckled: "Hehe." (To be continued......)

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