Slips of paper slipped silently from your fingertips.

It was night, and Lu Yiju sat in the study until dawn.

early morning

The drums of the civil war in Tongchuan County are beating.

A famous official rang the gong and conveyed the order of Lu Yiju, the county commander, to all the people of Tongchuan County.

"All the people stay at home and never leave the county."

"Adult men are assigned to the Tongchuan military camp to train and prepare for war."

"The food in the city is fully controlled and distributed uniformly according to wartime standards. Those who collect grain can get a certificate from the county government, and after retreating from the enemy, they will return the full amount. ”

"The people of the villages under its jurisdiction are all gathered in the city and placed in Xicheng Lane."

After Lu Yiju came to Tongchuan County, his efforts to clean up the bad debts left by the previous county order have been quite effective.

The life of the people of Tongchuan County is also slowly getting better.

However, the news of the imminent arrival of the Wushen Cult rebels once again dragged Tongchuan County into a panic.

There was an unsettling sense of panic and restlessness in the air.

On the street, there was a queue of soldiers, and there was a rush of lines, and there was hardly a pedestrian in sight.

Lu Yiju looked at the battle report coming back from the front, worried.

Two Eight Rank Cultivation Seal Realm cultivators, led 50,000 Witch God Sect rebels, and a few days later, they were about to come to the city.

Eight products to raise the Indian realm.

50,000 rebels.

No matter which one it is, it is enough to make Tongchuan County fall into a place of no return.

If you really want to talk about it, the 50,000 rebels, with the help of the city wall, still have the possibility of resisting the turnaround.

But how can the Eight Rank Cultivation Seal Realm monks resist?

Although the Tsukiji monk reluctantly stepped on the immortal path, he still stayed at the level of martial arts.

Even if it is a ninth-order foundation building and has the strength of nine thousand catties, it can only fight hand-to-hand in close combat.

But when it comes to the Eight Grades Cultivation Seal Realm, this is the realm known as the realm of the barbarian elephant.

The first order is the power of an elephant, about 20,000 catties of huge power.

If the realm is raised a few steps higher, the body has the power of several images.

Coupled with the weapons in his hands, he is even more terrifying than the charge of the barbarian elephant herd.

The siege of the city is invincible.

Not to mention, the Seal Cultivation Realm cultivator can also cast long-range spells.

When the Yuan Force in the body is sufficient, one person is comparable to an army.

The front was hard to bombard, and the city gate could not withstand a few impacts at all, and it was about to collapse.

The county towns in front of Tongchuan County were forcibly broken through the city gates by the Bapin monks and quickly fell.

Tongchuan County ...... Can it be stopped?

Lu Yiju stood up and clenched his fists fiercely, "We must not let the rebels enter the city and harm the people!" ”

He came to the Tongchuan military camp.

At this time, the people of the county town were already gathered together, and under the leadership of the sergeant, they began to familiarize themselves with the use of spears and swords.

I don't expect them to be the main force defending the city, I just hope that they can have the most basic resistance ability.

Otherwise, once the city is broken, it can only be reduced to a lamb to the slaughter, and there is no chance to fight for his life.

Lu Yiju said to the history of the armor beside him, "From today onwards, I will also eat and live in the barracks. ”

According to the classics, "The barracks are a place where we treat rough people, and the body of an adult's daughter ......"

Lu Yiju raised his hand to stop Dian Shi from continuing, "Let's do it." ”

"The Wushen Sect rebels are coming, if I don't live and die with the soldiers, how can I defend Tongchuan?"

"Prepare a pair of armor for me, and I will train with everyone to defend the city!"

While talking,

The chief bookkeeper hurriedly came, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, "My lord, the Chen and Yang clans are reluctant to open the granary. ”

"I'm confronting the officials."

Lu Yiju's eyes suddenly lit up, "Look for death!" ”

"At present, the great enemy dares to drag Tongchuan back."

"It's not that the collected grain won't be returned, I see that they are tired of living!"

"Liao Dianshi, you immediately lead three hundred archers, if these two families dare to resist again, they will be killed!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the canonical history and the main book changed sharply,

"My lord, don't ......"

"Before the war started, they killed each other, and I am afraid that it is unknown."

Lu Yiju waved his hand, "In troubled times, you should use heavy codes." ”

"It is clearly recorded in the "Xia Criminal Law" that during the war, hoarding goods, ignoring the life and death of the people, raiding the house and destroying the door, and confiscating all the family property."

"The official has already given them a chance, if they are obsessed with it again, don't blame the official law for not being merciful."

……

In the heavy prison, the sound of war drums and gongs from the county town was also heard.

They all stretched out their heads and looked out.

"What's going on out there?"

"Listen to the movement, I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter......"

A jailer came over to put food.

Several felons asked, but the jailers were tight-lipped.

But the tension visible to the naked eye could not be concealed at all.

Cell A,

Li Wuyou turned a deaf ear to these discussions, and continued to practice boxing after eating.

The sweat on his body was steaming, like a cloud of mist.

Every punch and kick exuded a ferocious aura, like a fierce beast hidden in the clouds.

"Even the war drums have been beaten, Tongchuan County is estimated to have a big incident, are you still practicing?" The Monkey King turned sideways and asked Li Wuyu.

Li Wuyou finished playing "Silk Wrapping Hand" and stopped the movements in his hand slightly.

The monkey king had been lying on the chain all day, seemingly in a state of confusion, but he had felt the breath wandering in the other party's body more than once.

It's obvious that he's also cultivating.

On the surface, he is eating and waiting for death, but in fact, he is an old yin who secretly cultivates.

Not to be underestimated.

Li Wuyou began to practice "Snake Fist" again, "I am now locked up in a heavy prison, and no matter how fierce the trouble is outside, it has nothing to do with me. ”

"The only thing I need to worry about is whether this place can still allow me to practice well."

After getting along for the past few days, the Monkey King's impression of Li Wuyu has changed greatly.

This is completely a martial idiot who is dedicated to practicing martial arts.

Collecting exercises is not a whim, and if you learn a trick and a half, you think you can do it.

All the exercises collected are being practiced hard and in a down-to-earth manner.

I never slack off every day.

This frenzy, even he felt his heart beating.

In addition to eating and sleeping every day, it is to practice martial arts.

Iron men can't stand it.

But such a young man who is only about 20 years old can persevere.

How can it not be admired?

He is both talented and able to endure hardships.

Why worry about immortal Taoism?

At the end of the day's martial arts practice, the sky had already darkened.

As usual, Li Wuyou put twenty-five points of mixed yuan aura into the Starry Sky Ancestral God Phantom, and the remaining two points into the Sky Sword Ancestor Phantom.

In the dantian, the small galaxy formed by the six stars moved slowly, and the invisible gravitational force in the darkness pulled the power of the stars and circulated all over the body.

Li Wuyu's power began to skyrocket again.

With the improvement of the cultivation realm, the galaxy in the dantian gradually became stronger, and his aura became more and more obscure, like the darkness in the deep sky, which seemed to be calm, but in fact the undercurrent was surging.

In his spine, above the invisible Heavenly Magic Sword, the second sword pattern was still slowly extending.

Traces of sharp sword qi spread from the spine to the bones around the body, refining the muscles and bones bit by bit.

This is the cultivation method of the "Heavenly Sword Sutra" in the Nine Realms of Ascending Heaven.

The spine, the most important bone in the human body, is connected to the heavenly spirit at the top and the limbs at the bottom, carrying the body.

The spine is the root bone of the sword, and then gradually expands to the whole body.

Eventually, all bones are tempered into sword bones.

Cultivate the Cangtian Sword Body on the outside, and cultivate the Cangtian Sword on the inside.

Although in terms of refining the body, it is not as good as the "Ancient God Star Refining Technique".

However, the Heavenly Law Sword that has been cultivated has been practiced to the pinnacle, and one sword has broken ten thousand laws, which is a first-class attack holy law.

On the whole, the two are on equal footing, and each has its own merits.

By the time all the surging forces had been gathered, it was the second half of the night.

Li Wuyou opened his eyes and slowly got up, grabbing a piece of refined iron chain on the ground.

"Boom la la ......"

In the darkness, the sound of chains clashing was clear and harsh.

The Monkey King was suddenly awakened, and he stared at Li Wuyou tightly, "Don't tell me, you already have the power of ten thousand catties." ”

Li Wuyou didn't speak, and his right hand tightened suddenly.

After a long time, he shook his head helplessly, put down the chain of refined iron, sat back against the wall, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The Monkey King couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

During this time, the pressure on Li Wuyou was too great for him.

It's getting stronger almost every day.

And the fanatical energy of cultivation is breathtaking.

Just now, Li Wuyou picked up the fine iron chain, although he knew that the other party would not be able to break it in such a short period of time.

But the Monkey King's heart still couldn't help but chuckle.

It wasn't until Li Wuyou put down the fine iron chains that he finally put his mind at ease and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he inadvertently touched the shallow fingerprint on the chain, his pupils suddenly shrank.

This...... How can it be!?

……

Tongchuan Military Camp,

The campfire shakes.

Bundles of torches connected into long flaming snakes swam from the barracks to the walls of the four directions.

Lu Yiju was dressed in fine iron armor, climbed the southern city wall, and looked at the pitch-black wildness outside the city, his eyebrows and eyes were full of sorrow.

What else can be done to add more vitality to Tongchuan County?

50,000 rebels, there is still a chance to hold on.

But how should the two eight-rank cultivators deal with it?

In the entire Tongchuan County, there are even pitiful monks of the Nine Grades Foundation Building.

In addition to himself, the other two are still in heavy prison.

That's right, a heavy prison.

Lu Yiju seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Perhaps, the prisoners in the heavy prison can also participate in the defense of the city?

These felons all have a foundation in martial arts, and they are much stronger than ordinary soldiers.

But he quickly shook his head again.

No, no, no, if the gang of guys in the heavy prison come out and don't just open the city and surrender, it's strange.

Lu Yiju sighed.

It was as if there was a mountain on his shoulder, and he was almost out of breath.

Until early in the morning,

Lu Yiju has been standing on the south city wall, motionless, like a statue.