Chapter Seventy-Two: Beimang's Movement, Blessing of the Fu Formation

Wu Changqing felt that it might be because of his own reasons.

A lot of things have changed.

Wu Su was supposed to die of mental exhaustion when she gave birth to Xu Longxiang.

But now it's three more years to live.

Originally, it was supposed to be Wudang Zhangjiao who traveled the world, and when he happened to pass by Qingliang Mountain, he saw a rainbow dragon drilling into Qingliang Mountain.

Looking for traces, I happened to see Xu Longxiang, who had just been born.

left the proverb "The little prince is the son of King Kong".

And that groom Lao Huang.

Originally, he should have come to Beiliang Wangfu before Xu Yanbing, but he had been paying attention to it for the past two days.

There doesn't seem to be Lao Huang in the palace.

The original historical strings of this world have been completely disrupted by him.

It's hard to imagine what the future holds.

"Brother Chen won't stay for a few more days?"

Wu Changqing suddenly looked up at Chen Zhibao.

"No, the border is in a hurry, Beimang has caused a lot of trouble for Beiliang recently."

"After I go and say goodbye to my father-in-law, I'm going back to preside over the overall situation."

may be because Wu Changqing and Chen Zhibao have been close since childhood.

In front of Wu Changqing, Chen Zhibao did not have the cold appearance he used to have.

He smiled and shook his head.

"That's right, I'm going to my father's side too, let's go for a walk together."

Wu Changqing finished speaking, hugged the young Xu Longxiang and walked towards Xu Xiao's mansion.

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Inside Xu Xiao's mansion.

There is a lush loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by Wu Su, the princess of Beiliang, when she first came to Qingliang Mountain.

Now, more than ten years have passed.

The loquat tree branches are luxuriant, and it is already a full half of Xu Yanbing's body.

Xu Yanbing stood quietly under the tree, looking at the slight sword mark on his hand, stunned.

This was Wu Changqing's last sword, which left him with a scar.

It's not heavy though.

But it is very unforgettable.

He has been a soldier for 30 years, and he has fought with people more than 100 times.

The most tragic one was the battle with Chen Zhibao.

Even if the meridians of his entire right arm were broken in that battle, there was no slight scar on his hand that made him remember it so vividly.

"Turn decay into magic."

"The highest realm of a martial artist is not the power brought by the realm itself."

"But when one's own artistic conception is otherworldly, can it exert a strength far beyond its own realm?"

He muttered to himself.

This was the result and answer he saw from Wu Changqing's last sword, the immeasurable sword technique.

He didn't think that Wu Changqing had reached the cultivation of the Xuan Realm.

It's the Vajra realm, and the other party doesn't have half a corresponding characteristic.

Vajra is the Vajra of Buddhism, the embodiment of the indestructible body of the body.

The finger is the finger of the Daomen, which is regarded as a miraculous magic and mysterious, treacherous and changeable.

But Wu Changqing is now in terms of strength, realm, or magical powers.

Neither is a good description.

It can be said that Wu Changqing's power is very pure, so pure that it makes him a little lonely.

Obviously, the aura is empty, as if he is a low-grade martial artist, but he can attract celestial phenomena.

When he fought with him, he couldn't feel Wu Changqing's qi at all, how the big cool dragon finch had transformed into so many handfuls, he still couldn't understand it.

He only felt that Wu Changqing always had a faint power high above him.

Even if he has already had such a profound battle with Wu Changqing.

But he still couldn't see through the other party.

This made him quite frustrated.

"Uncle Xu is here too."

Wu Changqing's voice suddenly came.

Immediately pulled Xu Yanbing's thoughts back.

"Your Highness."

Xu Yanbing immediately replied.

After Xu Longxiang was born, the title of the little prince fell on Xu Longxiang.

Wu Changqing should be called His Royal Highness now, and Xu Yanbing only reacted today.

Wu Changqing smiled at Xu Yanbing and nodded.

Chen Zhibao, who followed behind, didn't even look at Xu Yanbing.

He entered the inner hall with Wu Changqing.

Soon after.

Xu Xiao and Wu Su sat in the inner hall.

Chen Zhibao and Wu Changqing sat on either side.

"Father-in-law, Beimang's movement has been getting bigger and bigger recently."

"Not long ago, there was news from spies that Beimang harassed the team outside the Beiliang border, and even mixed into Beimang's Jianghu forces."

"Bei Liang sent the white horse crossbowmen who went deep into the enemy's mansion today to investigate the intelligence, but none of them came back alive."

"I plan to personally lead three thousand snow dragon horsemen to encircle and suppress those Northern Mangren barbarians who rushed to the border to harass Beiliang."

Chen Zhibao took the lead in reporting on the frontline situation.

and made a request to play.

"Do you need to lead the Great Snow Dragoon to go out in person?"

"Those Jianghu forces mixed with it, are there any masters in the ranks?"

Xu Xiao supported his cheek with one hand, leaned on the side of the table, and asked in a deep voice.

Whether it's Chen Zhibao or the big snow dragon rider.

They are all the absolute top forces in the Beiliang Army.

If it weren't for the critical moment, Bei Liang would definitely not release such a big card easily.

"The details of the enemy's army are unknown because none of the White Horse scouts have returned."

"But if one person joins, it's certain."

"Xie Ling, the tenth demon in Beimang, is involved in it."

"The vast majority of our White Horse scouts were killed by this man."

Chen Zhibao sat on the wooden chair, straight and upright, and said solemnly with his eyes.

"Xie Ling of the Vajra Realm."

Hearing this person's name, Xu Xiaodu had already begun to think about whether to send Xu Yanbing to strangle this person in person.

Beimang has a devil list.

To be on the list, not only must you be strong, but at the same time, you are all ruthless and murderous guys.

Each of them is a person who has committed a heinous murder in Beimang.

This kind of character is especially difficult to deal with.

They don't have a sense of honor and disgrace as soldiers, they can fight if they can fight, but if they can't run, even if they send hundreds of elite cavalry to encircle and suppress them, it is difficult to succeed.

It's a big hassle that you have to pay attention to.

"I have a plan."

Just when Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao were pondering.

Wu Changqing suddenly spoke.

Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao's eyes lit up, and they turned their heads to look at Wu Changqing.

"You can use talismans and formations to bless the White Horse Scout."

"I have been practicing on Wudang Mountain for five years, and the talismans and formations I have realized have been improved."

"The talisman can be distributed to every white horse scout like a standard armor, and it can be used to improve the combat ability of individual soldiers."

"The formation law has a corresponding people-oriented formation, which can be collectively referred to as a battlefield battle formation, and the battle formation can condense similar special forces."

"Xie Ling, who has always dealt with a King Kong Realm, is not a problem."

Wu Changqing's proposal immediately caused Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao to be shocked.

As early as when Wu Changqing developed the talisman that could incinerate the ten-zhang skyrocket.

Xu Xiao thought about whether he could let Wu Changqing apply this method to the Beiliang army.

This will bring a qualitative leap to the strength of the Beiliang Army.

However, at that time, Xu Xiaosheng was afraid that Wu Changqing would delay his cultivation because of this, so he did not bring it up.

Now that Wu Changqing proposed it independently, he couldn't help but look forward to the feasibility of this method.