Taibai top, the peak of Buyeo Mountain.

Tian Weisheng instructed his disciples and soldiers to place bronze statues while chatting with Huang Jingming.

"Brother Jingming, last night I stayed up all night with all the disciples, and finally cast all the busts of these twenty-nine people, and the names of the children of the sect were engraved at the bottom of the statues."

"Brother Lao Tian worked hard all night, and my brother really didn't want to go."

Huang Jingming thanked Tian Weisheng.

"What did Brother Jingming say?" Tian Weisheng frowned, his face was a little displeased, "If it weren't for Brother Jingming that day, my Ranger line would have been wiped out by the other two lines." Such a great kindness, I Tian Weisheng should be wholeheartedly repaid. ”

While the two were talking, twenty-nine bronze statues of the clan had been placed in place, twenty on the outer layer and nine on the inner circle, as if two concentric circles, one large and one small, and a one-person-high altar was built in the center of the circle, and a half-person-high bronze tripod was placed.

At noon, after Tian Weisheng took the three animals and six animals on the mountain to sacrifice to the sky, Fang said in a deep voice:

"Please also ask Brother Jingming to take everyone away."

So saying, he walked alone to the altar, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly for the four quarters of the afternoon to come.

Here it comes!

As the sun crossed the sky and the shadows disappeared, Tian Weisheng suddenly stretched out his hand to his waist, and a palm-sized token with a strange shape appeared in his palm.

Moment Order!

The symbol of the Mojia Juzi!

Today's matter is over, and most of Brother Huang's kindness has been repaid by my ranger line......

Glancing at the moment order in his palm, Tian Weisheng made up his mind, and without hesitation, he bit the tip of his tongue.

In the human body, there are three parts of the human body where the blood yang energy is the most abundant, one is the fingertip blood, the second is the tongue tip blood, and finally the heart blood.

Of these three types of blood, the power of the heart's blood is the most domineering, but it is generally rarely used.

The reason, first, is that it is difficult to obtain, and secondly, the blood of the heart will only be used at a critical moment when it is forced to do so, and it is a method of killing 3,000 enemies and losing 2,000 by themselves.

For Tian Weisheng, this time he is just repaying Huang Jingming's kindness, so it is naturally impossible to have blood in his heart, and as for the blood on his fingertips, he is a little disrespectful to God in this case, so the blood on the tip of the tongue has become the best choice for this ranger.

"Poof!"

Tian Weisheng opened his mouth violently, and a mouthful of blood mist suddenly sprayed on the order.

The blood mist touched the moment and the surface was instantly absorbed, and then, a series of strange patterns appeared.

Tian Weisheng, who had a solemn face, jumped up, silently used his life's strength, and stabbed at the bronze tripod placed in the center of the altar with a moment in his hand!

"Tian Mou has the courage to ask the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth with the method of winning the crown, where is the great Chu Zhenlong, please give enlightenment!"

Thorn -

At the moment when Tian Weisheng stabbed the bronze tripod with the moment order, he felt an indescribable electric shock, and the shock along the moment order returned.

At the same time, the onlookers suddenly felt that their eyes were dark, and when they looked up, they found that at some point, a black cloud appeared, obscuring all the sunlight.

When it was too late, everyone could only hear a "boom" thunder in their ears, accompanied by a blazing white electric flash, and the eyes suddenly became white.

When everyone regained their vision, they were shocked by what they saw.

The altar had become pitted and pitted, and all the three animals used for sacrifice had been electrocuted into pieces of black charcoal, and on the ground, two-foot-wide cracks stretched like spider webs in all directions, which was shocking, and the twenty-nine bronze busts placed around the altar were blown up by the lightning that fell from the sky, and almost none of them were intact.

And Tian Weisheng, who used the secret method of the Mo family to ask for the mandate of heaven, was half-kneeling on the side of the altar, and his body exuded a white mist from the inside out, motionless like a statue.

"Brother Tian!"

"Juzi!"

With exclamations, Huang Jingming and Du Yunshan performed light skills, came to Tian Weisheng's side, and stretched out their hands to support this Mo family giant who was almost exhausted.

"Ahem!"

Tian Weisheng, whose face was like gold paper, coughed a few times, spit out a large mouthful of dirty blood with a trace of electricity, gasped, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Old, old man is fine. Brother Jingming, go and find the most intact bronze statue. That one is the Great Chu True Dragon! ”

"Thank you Brother Tian, there will be a good reward afterwards! Brother Du, take care of Brother Tian. ”

Huang Jingming on the side heard this, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and a pair of narrow tiger eyes scanned the surroundings, and sure enough, he found a bronze bust that was still intact.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the dust off the bronze statue, he really saw the name of the sect disciple under the base of the bronze statue, not only that, but the thunderbolt lightning that fell from the sky also exploded dense cracks on the back of this bronze statue, and from a distance, these cracks looked like a phoenix bird with wings spread and soaring at first glance!

You must know that the totem of Da Chu is the phoenix!

Looking at the word "Zhao Yu" engraved on the base of the bronze statue, Huang Jingming put his hands behind his back and was silent.

Zhao Yu ...... This destiny coincides with what the old man thinks, so let's just him. Anyway, the power of the court is in the hands of the old man, and it doesn't matter who sits on that chair! ”

…………

In the Chinese military tent, dozens of generals are wearing armor and sitting in precarious positions.

Huang Jingming's army is extremely strict, even if he is an arrogant general, he does not dare to blow up in front of this auxiliary general.

With a "bang", as the curtain of the military tent was lifted, Huang Jingming walked into the camp, and dozens of generals got up one after another, hugging their fists in unison:

"The last general has seen the general!"

Huang Jingming sat down in the handsome seat, his hands pressed down slightly.

"Please be seated!"

Seeing that the generals were returning to their respective positions, Huang Jingming coughed lightly and said:

"The old man called everyone today because something happened in Shenjing. Yesterday, the old man received an urgent report that His Majesty had passed away two days ago. After pacifying the rebellion in Miaojiang, I intend to lead the army back to Shenjing to stabilize the situation. Liu Changfeng, Han Shao! ”

"The last general!"

With the sound of the collision of the nail leaves, the two generals who were named got up one after another.

"I'll give you two days to lead the men and horses of the headquarters to take Wujiabao, the bandit leader Wu Chengsheng wants to see people, and he wants to see corpses when he dies, and he must not let this guy escape." After that, Huang Jingming looked around at the generals, "After that, the army will rest for a day, and then return to Beijing!" ”

Huang Jingming led the army to Miao Xinjiang to quell the rebellion, and it has been more than half a year.

These rebels also bullied and bullied the common people and ordinary soldiers, and in the face of the Beijing garrison led by Huang Jingming himself, it was like pouring snow on the soup, and they were defeated and retreated, and they could not form an army.

In less than half a year, the rebellion in Miaojiang, which was so powerful that it spread to the three counties, was suppressed to the point that only scattered sparks remained, and Wujiabao was the last large stronghold of the rebels.

As long as Wujiabao is pulled out and the bandit leader Wu Cheng is captured, the rebellion in Miaojiang will be basically quelled.

"Whoa!"

The two generals bowed down to receive the order.

After explaining the many matters related to the withdrawal of the army, Huang Jingming asked the generals to disperse, leaving only Wu Yizhi and Fang Chao.

"Yizhi, Tian everyone asks the sky with Ding, resulting in a serious loss of vitality, you tell the logistics side, what are the natural treasures, if Tian everyone needs it, don't report to the old man, just send it over. In addition, the old man remembered that the Anguo Marquis Mansion was in the city of Qingzhou in Taihe Province, which was far away from Miaojiang. Yizhi, you ride the old man's thousand-mile horse, go in person, and tell the little marquis what the general means. You are solely responsible for this. ”

Huang Jingming looked at his right-hand man under his left hand.

Wu Yizhi wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but seeing his benefactor's slightly unkind eyes, he had to agree hard.

Alas, the contemptible people are not good at riding horses, and I don't know how many blisters will be ground out at the root of my thighs after this trip.

It's just that the girls in the drunken moon building in Shenjing City are suffering, and they are estimated to be able to shed tears when they wait for this son, right?

Ignoring Wu Yizhi, who had a sad face, Huang Jingming instructed Fang Chao on the other side:

"General Fang, you take the old man's team of personal guards and personally go to kill that Wu Cheng for me. Remember, as long as the old man is dead, not alive! ”

Fang Chao, although he is not the strongest under Huang Jingming's command, but he is thoughtful, he is not as good as his brain to fight, and he is smarter than him and he can fight, plus he was personally promoted by Huang Jingming from the ranks, so he has won the trust of this auxiliary general.

He and Wu Yizhi can be regarded as Huang Jingming's right-hand man, the henchmen of his henchmen.

"Whoa!"

Fang Chao responded with a flat face.

Wu Yizhi, who was sitting opposite, glanced at Fang Chao, pursed his lips and did not speak.

If this upright man knew that Wu Cheng was actually a secret son laid by the general a long time ago, he didn't know what his expression would be?

Early the next morning, not long after Wu Yizhi left the camp on a thousand-mile horse, a knight with a red order flag on his back also left the camp and galloped away in the direction of Shenjing.