"Kill, kill, kill~"

The sole of a foot wrapped in a cloth shoe stepped on, and the shriveled dead grass was crushed by the thick soles of the shoe, and a series of screams of murder were released.

But in the next second, the footsteps moved away, but the withered grass was not even overwhelmed, and still maintained the initial posture of striding up, as if a big foot that had just fallen was just a phantom in the misty sunlight, and only the "rustle" that was still faintly echoing around showed the real everything......

The figure walked farther and farther, and finally stopped beside a fence, raised his head to look at the huge camp surrounded by wooden fences, rising with curling smoke, and endless Mongolian tent cloth, and whispered to himself:

"It should be here~"

……

But the next moment, his palm was directly released again, and the majesty from the superior erupted from his body, looking at the sun and moon in front of him, Wu He asked in a deep voice:

"Dharma seeker?"

Almost survived, but before the words could be finished, his figure was completely reduced to ashes by the lightning.

Because of cause and effect, the weak supernatural can't participate in the great mortal struggle, and the great supernatural can't see the end of the dragon.

Seeing the gaze of the old man opposite, the young man in a tattered Taoist robe also directly stretched out his hand and made a Taoist salute to the other party.

This Nirvana corpse is a medium-powered magic corpse, neither weak nor strong, hidden just right, it will not attract the attention of the great supernatural powers, and it will not be directly killed by the punishment of cause and effect just because of contact with Temujin.

Although it was just an ordinary person, although it was only a few seconds ago, the incomparably powerful Nirvana corpse in Temujin's eyes disappeared before his eyes.

"I hope so, so that you can get what you want, and I can get what I want......"

"Yes! Father! ”

The two sides have known each other for decades, and although the relationship is not as good as that of best friends, they also have a certain tacit understanding.

"Now that you understand, Torre, there should be no need to say more for my father."

In terms of the heir to the Khan's throne, the eldest son Jochi was resolutely opposed by Chagatai because he suspected that he had the bloodline of the Mi'er beggars, and the second son Chagatai was at odds with the eldest brother Jochi, and was also opposed by Jochi in inheriting the Khan's throne and the third son Ogedei.

In the midst of a war, the war he led actually encountered a seriously injured Nirvana corpse.

After feeding some of the captured death squads to the Nirvana corpse, Temujin made a deal with the other party.

It's just that as a weak mortal, even if you know it, it doesn't mean much.

Therefore, when Temujin habitually waited for the other party at the moment when his voice fell, he found that the other party did not give him a reply for half a day.

This is also an important reason why Temujin asked the other party on the issue of lifespan.

They followed Temujin on his expedition to the east and west, and made great contributions to the foundation of the Mongol Empire. According to the talents and specialties of his four sons, Temujin arranged different positions for them, Jochi was in charge of hunting, Chagatai was in charge of the edicts, Ogedai was in charge of the government, and Torre was in charge of the army.

Temujin and his most promising son looked at each other for a long time, and neither of them spoke, but everything was silent.

In this regard, the big man with a worried face on the opposite side did not have any unnatural expression, nodded and said:

In this regard, the big man on the opposite side knelt directly on one knee, performed a grassland etiquette to his old father, and said with a firm look in his eyes:

The originally sturdy body exploded in an instant, and a thin and shriveled figure appeared violently.

And at this moment, the tent is ......

The same was true when the life in the tent had died, but that time he had died so quickly that he didn't have time to figure out what kind of power it was.

Although the strength of this Taoist priest in front of him is unfathomable, and he can kill his past body with just one move, if this move can really be hit, the Nirvana corpse can pack a ticket, and it is definitely himself who wins.

But the Mongols also have a tradition of keeping the stove for their young sons. To put it simply, the other sons divide up first, and the youngest son inherits the father's remaining property and social status.

At the same time, a faint voice came from the tent, and it was as if it were nothing, but none of the soldiers stationed outside the tent dared to make any other move, but stood there like javelins, staring ahead.

"Of course I know."

But it's a pity that Sun Moon Wu He doesn't eat this set, or the purpose of his coming here this time is not to nirvana corpse at all.

The same is true at almost the same time, thousands of miles away.

Genghis Khan Temujin had many children, but only four were concubines.

But who ever thought that there was no way to heaven and man, and he Temujin was worthy of being the son of destiny chosen by heaven for immortality.

And the man opposite was none other than his youngest son, Torre.

He just stared at his own pair of tiger-like eyes, looking at the sun and moon Wu He in front of him, although he was old but still strong his body slowly expanded at this time, the whole person stood up from the seat like a giant bear, and the momentum of the superior person was like a wild wave towards the Sun Moon Wu He.

In the next moment, the half of the head that had originally rolled to the ground suddenly expanded rapidly.

The lightning spread quickly, enveloping its entire body in the blink of an eye.

"The ...... of Cause and Effect"

This kind of power that appeared out of thin air from the void, although this Nirvana corpse was not very familiar, it was definitely not unfamiliar.

It has the poison unique to the Nirvana corpse, as well as parasites.

They are Jochi, Chagatai, Ögedai and Tore here.

This time, his skills were really poor, and there was no way to resurrect him, leaving only the dust flying in the sky and a few stinky blood stains to record everything that happened here.

Its name is Temujin, and it is Genghis Khan, the ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty who left a strong mark in history.

If it was peacetime, there would be no problem with a few brothers watching over each other, but now, when the steppe people are expanding greatly, where can such a division be tolerated?

Now Temujin didn't know how long his body would last.

Because the moment his poisonous needle was about to touch the sun, moon and crane, a flash of electric light appeared out of thin air in the void and wrapped around his body.

But re-experience it now.

He also knows a little about the struggle between the so-called supernatural and the Nirvana corpse.

The hard skull was as crisp as potato chips to the monster, and as the sharp fangs in his mouth opened and closed, pieces of flesh splattered, and bits of bloodstained bones popped out from between his teeth, and the disgusting smell of blood and brains instantly enveloped the entire camp.

But before he could lift the void and generate electricity again, it instantly enveloped his body and burned him to ashes again, leaving only the slave who heard the movement and came to check on the situation, looking at the blood stains all over the ground, and his face was full of confusion.

Looking at the majestic and high-spirited, as sharp as the rising sun of birth, as mighty and domineering as a lion in the mountains, Torre who walked out of the camp, Temujin also sat back on his seat with a relieved face, his eyes slightly closed, and he let out a long breath, and muttered to himself in no one's place:

If you just talk about tribes and surnames, it is estimated that many people do not understand the identity of the old man, but he has a name that shocks the ancient and modern.

The view came to the other side......

The old man and the strong man are all Mongolian beggars, and they are only Jin.

The golden banners hunted in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden tent also reflected the dazzling light in the setting sun, reflecting the soldiers stationed outside the tent, reflecting these tall soldiers like gods.

But the excitement in his eyes was instantly replaced by astonishment.

"How long do you think it will take to get all this done?"

And the vision returned to the camp again.

"I don't know if the Dao Chief's body is hard! I'm afraid you can't borrow this life. ”

Although in this day and age, the world of supernatural powers is still mysterious enough, but for an existence like Temujin, who has stood at the pinnacle of humanity, it is not ignorant of it.

Therefore, Temujin provided the blood and food of the slaves for a long time in exchange for the companionship of the other party, and even guaranteed that he would not be harmed by plague, water and soil adaptation and other diseases.

"Ahem~, Torre, you're here~"

Temujin had tried to make those people work for themselves, even to be like that.

Thin hair-like stingers on top of those slender flesh thorns shone inexplicably cold in the dim candlelight.

"Ahem, ahem......"

He naturally didn't think that he was a mortal who could really kill the seeker in front of him, and this move was called Shengdong Attack by the art of war.

And just as Temujin let out a long sigh, a sharp voice burst into his ears.

……

"A child can swear to the heavens of immortality, one year is enough~"

As long as these things can penetrate the body of the stinky Taoist priest in front of him, the Nirvana corpse will have undefeated confidence.

However, it would be a mistake to think that Temujin was the kind of man who had courage and no strategy.

Confused, Temujin opened his eyes, and then saw a young man in a tattered Taoist robe standing in front of him with a spear on his back.

He even once found a magic ball that is rumored to be able to make people walk on the path of supernatural powers-the Silk Road.

However, for the terrifying monster in front of him, for the constant smell of blood between his snorts, Temujin only glanced indifferently, closed his eyes again, and continued to speak:

"Father, are you alright?!"

But when he faced the sun and moon in front of him, he still did not lose his domineering demeanor, the big knife at his waist was unsheathed, and the cold cold light kept flickering in the tent.

Looking at the body of the sun and moon and Wu He, this person has a body called sacrificing his life by blood, and can use the flesh that is eaten by himself to select three pieces of flesh and blood, and resurrect on the flesh, the more flesh and blood, the more successful his resurrection, and the more complete the corpse, the more excited the eyes of the corpse.

In a stable of the Mongol garrison.

In desperation, he could only give up taking this path.

"Can it be done in a year?"

"Go ahead! Torre, seize the time of the year, let the world see the unified grassland, and let the world bow down under the horse's hooves. ”

"I don't know what is the purpose of your cultivators coming to this king's account? Mo didn't want to compete with the tens of thousands of iron horsemen of this king. ”

However, the thunder generated from the void did not want to spare him, the nirvana corpse born of distorted cause and effect, and the lightning flickered again, which was really turning it into ashes.

A steed with a visible wound on its shoulder suddenly neighed and wailed.

Sun Moon Wu He just spoke again, and the face of Temujin in front of him changed again.

"The arrival of the poor road this time is to borrow the king's order."

……

……

But before he could actually walk in front of him, the old man in front of him directly straightened his arm and stopped the other party who wanted to get closer.

In this regard, the gray-haired old man did not look surprised, opened his eyes slightly, and then saw a monster with a slightly thin body, green face and fangs, and a human head dripping with blood in his hand, standing in front of him, standing where his son was standing.

Beside the young man was a handful of embers that had not yet been completely burned, and the half-cut head that had tumbled from the ground, as if to explain to Temujin the whereabouts of his old friend......

Looking at the little blood that his hand coughed up, Temujin didn't say anything more, his eyes closed slightly, and only then did he reopen them after a moment, and then waved his hand and said:

"Good!"

"Xiaodao Wu He, I have seen His Royal Highness Genghis Khan."

"Borrowed life?! Yet? You just borrow?! ”

"According to tradition, we need to separate our families and stand on our own—"

"According to the inheritance system of the Golden Family for many years, my brothers and I have the right to inherit the throne."

……

Although the other party had no way to help him break the army and kill the enemy due to cause and effect and fear of being discovered by the seeker, the convenience of acting as a doctor alone has given him great help.

As soon as this figure appeared, he didn't hesitate to run away.

Among them, there is no doubt that Torre, who is in charge of the army, is the most likely to become Khan.

Of course, although he wanted to say this, because of the majesty of his khan, Temujin would not say so.

That posture is not too easy.

"Yes~"

There is a threshold for cultivating supernatural powers in this world, and there must be at least a mana talent similar to a spiritual root in the body before you can barely embark on this path.

Taking a deep breath and recovering his slightly pale complexion, Temujin stared at his son in front of him with a pair of tiger eyes, and said in a thunderous voice:

The speed of the flesh whiskers is as fast as the wind, like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it envelops the whole body of the sun, moon and crane.

Seeing this, Genghis Khan's hand couldn't help but grab the armrest of his seat.

Temujin deserved to be a person who could stand in a high position without blinking his eyes when he spoke nonsense, and in just a moment, he guessed the possible situation in front of him, and directly pretended to be completely unaware that there was a corpse here just now, and took the lead.

There was no doubt that he was the true hope in Temujin's eyes.

"Torre, what did I call you here for? I think you've already guessed it. ”

The action of Sun Moon Wu He killing this Nirvana corpse did not take long, from the time the thunder and lightning rose to the time when the Nirvana corpse was wiped out, the total time did not exceed 2.5 seconds.

Killing him was only incidental.

In the blink of an eye, the broken head, which was only the size of a mobile phone case, stretched out one slender flesh thorn after another, stabbing towards the major points around the sun, moon and crane.

Looking at the old man in front of him, although he was already gray-haired, he was still burly, with obvious ferocity and majesty between his eyebrows, but his face showed a bit of abnormality and pathological paleness, a big man with an iron helmet on his head, heavy armor on his body, and a big man with stubble in black and white hair combed into two stubble standing on the back of his head hurriedly stepped forward.

A vulture pecking at the dead bones on the ground suddenly let out a painful wail, and a blood-stained head squeezed out of its body, and the flesh on its body quickly formed tentacles and rolled to escape.

The monster was still gnawing at the face of the man's head as he spoke, and when he opened his mouth to bite it, a large piece of the huge head was directly gnawed off by him.

And the sun and moon Wu He kept a saluting posture towards Genghis Khan in front of him, and there was no contempt in his voice, but there was no humility in his voice:

"It's done?!"

"When I die, if you want to leave, then leave......"

"Borrow my life?!"

Therefore, Temujin naturally set his sights on the resourceful, outstanding ability to govern the country, good at handling brotherly relations, and got along well with Chagatai, so he was supported by Chagatai and had strong military ability......

"Torre, don't worry, I'm fine, I didn't call you to the camp this time for this matter......"

Tianmu Zhen shot up directly, looking at the son in front of him who was most like him, and his face also showed a look of relief.

"It's hard to say, but if it's just for a year, it shouldn't be a problem."

But none of them are of much use.

But he knew he couldn't hold on forever, and that the empire he had built needed a politically far-sighted heir to continue to unite the Mongol tribes and lead them through his unfinished business, not just a military talent who conquered cities.

The silence was eventually interrupted by another violent cough......

"No, Poor Dao is not here to compete with the king's army."

"Poor Wu He, use the order of the Great Khan to use ......"

……

(End of chapter)