It is a great irony that the Great Qin Cultivation Law was written by Li Si, and the work that he wrote with great effort and painstaking efforts was cut in half by the law he prescribed. As for the body being divided into two and suppressed separately, it was due to the handiwork of Zhao Gao, the president of the Cardinal Council today.

And Zhao Gao is Li Si's best friend, who was once known as the two complementary emperors, what happened, no one knows so far. Later, Li Si was beheaded, and the first emperor was buried in the Lishan Mausoleum, and only Zhao Gaoyong II was the new emperor and served as the president of the Heavenly Council.

Some people have doubted it, and even used actions to investigate, but without exception, the Nine Clans!

After the second succeeded to the throne, he followed Zhao Gao's suggestion to restore the orthodox status of Confucianism, which shocked the world, and since then, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have divided and ruled the three kingdoms.

Master Wen, who had never glanced at Zhuang You, looked at the young man after listening to Zhuang You's words, and for a moment, it seemed that the mountains and rivers were broken, and then, Zhuang You knelt on the ground, and his whole face was pressed against the dirty ground.

Zhuang You supported the ground with both hands, and his green tendons were exposed, but he still knelt in humiliation, unable to break free in the slightest.

Li Si stood up, the burden on Zhuang You's body disappeared, and he fell to the ground panting, he was like an ant in front of such a character.

If the master was here, it would never be like this!

Lord Wen didn't say anything to Zhuang You anymore, but stared at Li Si, his clothes fluttered without wind, Li Si waved his hand, and the yin spirits outside rushed in like a tide and rushed towards Lord Wen.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuang You appeared on a hillside outside the inn, with Li Si standing in front of him, and in the distance, a sea of ghosts was squeezing towards the inn.

With the inn as the center, the purple-blue thunder exploded like a cannonball, and the yin soul disappeared as soon as it was touched, and the yin soul behind stepped forward like a water wave, fearless of death.

"Daoist Leifa? Hmph, it's a shame. Li Si sighed, and Zhuang You was shocked by such a grand scene, if he were himself, he was afraid that he would be wiped out in an instant like these ghosts.

But he didn't understand, although there were many of them, it was obvious that they were not opponents, so it made sense? He didn't ask, because he didn't understand many things until now.

The inn has disappeared, and a huge round pit has appeared. Master Wen floated in the center of the round pit, surrounded by thunder, as if the god of thunder had descended, looking indifferently at the yin in front of him.

There weren't many ghosts left, like a dry river, and only three of them were left standing.

"Zhao Hao Li Muleyang, are the three of you still alive?" Lord Wen was surprised, these three were famous generals of the Great Zhou, and all of them were unparalleled, until Bai Qi became a blockbuster and defeated countless generals.

Unlike the other Yin Spirits, these three people in battle armor held weapons in their hands, but the battle armor was rusted and broken, and the weapons were pitted and no longer had the divine light of the past.

Master Wen frowned, he didn't understand, and said, "You actually helped Li Si? Have you forgotten who locked you up here?"

Zhao Hao raised the long knife, Ge Changming in Le Yang's hand did not stop, and Li Mu pointed the sword in his hand forward.

Just like many years ago, when three people were young, fighting together, what a glory it was.

And now, it's three ghosts.

"Kill!"

With a short and powerful roar, the three ghosts will come to cover up, and the murderous spirit will not be reduced back then!

Le Yangge pointed at Lord Wen, Zhao Hao jumped up, and slashed the full moon with a big knife in his hand, Li Mu had already arrived in front of Lord Wen, and the worn-out sword was straight.

Master Wen's right hand burst with lightning and pushed forward, and the thunder was scattered like a net towards the three generals. Instead of disappearing like an ordinary ghost, the three ghosts will ignore the thunder and still move forward, and the thunder whips at them, the scorched black mist rises, and the sound of "zizi" is like fat on hot oil.

Master Wen "snorted", and a pen appeared in his hand, the jade pen body, snow-white hairs, and the tip of the pen was black, as if it had been dipped in ink, and the pen walked like a dragon and snake, and a word appeared in the air - Gui.

There are no rules, no circle.

An inky black ball appeared in the air, enveloping the three ghost generals, and when the three generals touched the edge of the circle, they could not advance a single point.

Zhuang You had never seen such a strange thing, and his eyes widened, what is this?

The three ghosts will either stab or split the circle, but the seemingly thin ink is indestructible, and with a stroke of the pen, the ball immediately shrinks, getting smaller and smaller, and the three ghosts will be squeezed together, which is a bit ridiculous.

"You three defeated, even back then, you wouldn't be my opponent, let alone the ghost now!"

The three ghost generals who were squeezed were still silent, Zhao Hao moved, and the long knife in his hand drew a circle, so the ink-colored round ball dried up like a balloon and disappeared.

The green light in Zhao Hao's eyes was blazing, as if it was burning, and then extinguished, grabbed and hit until it stood and turned into ashes.

The second general who got out of trouble did not stop, and continued to rush towards Lord Wen, who raised his pen and drew a straight line in the air, and the black line slid horizontally towards the second general.

At this time, the second general was only five steps away from Master Wen.

Le Yang stepped forward first, stabbing at the black line in his hand, and for a while the needle was pointed at Mai Mang, his eyes were burning.

However, after three breaths, Ge was crossed by a black line, and then crossed the Le Yang, divided into two, and Ge broke his soul.

However, the black line also became extremely faint, and it was collapsed by Li Mu's touch.

And Li Mu is only three steps away from Master Wen.

Everyone knows that within three steps, it is the absolute realm of the swordsman.

Li Mu was famous for using swords, although he was once defeated by a swordsman.

The sword in his hand has rusted and is no longer sharp, and even the tip of the sword is missing a corner, but the moment Li Mu took out the sword, time seemed to stop, only the broken sword was advancing, a simple stab, incomparably fast.

Zhuang You once imagined the battle of the swordsman, and the swordsman in the story always killed one person in ten steps, leaving no one for thousands of miles, leaving people with the impression that the white clothes were fluttering and the sword was traveling far away.

However, the swordsman in front of him was neither human nor ghostly, the sword was very tattered, and the fight was very embarrassing, but it made Zhuang You feel that this was a real swordsman.

Regardless, looking at the broken sword, the boy hoped that he would succeed.

The sword was less than a step away from Master Wen, less than an inch, and even touched the hem of the wind-blown clothes.

However, when he went further, the sword stopped, and Master Wen looked at the sword close at hand with a solemn face, and breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, and there was an extremely scribbled word in his hand-ding.

Li Mu was frozen, unable to move, Zhuang You's heart also sank to the bottom, he suddenly wanted to rush down and grab the sword and stab it, but he couldn't.

Lord Wen looked coldly at the hillside where Li Si and Zhuang You were, Zhuang You did not dodge, and also stared at him.

Li Mu bowed his body, like a taut shrimp, looking ridiculous, his eyes, the deep green light slowly ignited.

Master Wen looked at him playfully: "The three of you still have a tacit understanding, it's a pity." ”

Li Mu lowered his head, no one could see his eyes, and then he moved, and the "ding" in the air became blurred.

Lord Wen was startled and hurriedly retreated, Li Mu laughed, let out a terrible laugh, and the sword in his hand moved again, but he didn't attack again, just stood up and stood up very straight.

Raising the sword in his hand, Li Mu looked at it very seriously, he was thinking about the Jin Ge Iron Horse back then, full of spirit, and he had gone through his life in an instant, countless glories and shames, he suddenly didn't care, but when he thought of the morning when he was twenty years old, when he was separated from her under the jujube tree, she seemed to say a word, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, he tried to recall that day, that day he walked into the courtyard with a conscription order, the sun was very warm, it was still a big week, the spring and autumn were very short, the summer and winter were very long, he heroically told her that he was going to be a soldier, and he would be a general in the future, and give her a decree after being a marquis, but she put down the clothes in her hand and cried, which made him very panicked and coaxed for a long time.

When she left, she clearly said what she said under the jujube tree, why couldn't she remember clearly?

With a wave of the pen in his hand, a vertical line of ink representing death floated in.

Li Mu didn't care, just muttered, "What is it?"

He was split in half, and as he fell, he saw the sword beside him, and the blackened ribbon on the hilt.

He remembered, and she sewed a ribbon to tie it to the hilt of her sword, and said:

"Whoever keeps you safe, remember to carry it with you at all times. ”

Is the jujube tree still there? Every year when it is ripe, he beats a lot of jujube with a bamboo pole, because she likes to eat it very much, but it has been more than 100 years.

There were no tears in the ghost, but in his blurred vision, he vaguely saw her smiling under the green date trees.

"You're back?"

"I'm back. ”

"When are you leaving?"

"I'm not leaving. ”

If there is an afterlife, I will not go again.

Li Si sighed, and Zhuang You looked at the vanishing ghost, a little sad.

Lord Wen looked at Li Si and said with a smile: "It seems that you haven't recovered yet, otherwise how would you let so many wastes die?"

"After so many years, you're stupid to death except for your handwriting. Lees sighed.

Lord Wen was stunned, his eyes widened, and he immediately looked in the direction of the inner city, and after a long time, he held back a sentence: "This time I will cut all the sinners to the roots!"

On the inner city wall, the uncle with a thin sword hanging on his waist looked at the black-armored army waiting in front of him, and slowly pulled out a sword as slender as a willow leaf.

"O sinners," the uncle sighed, and then waved the sword in his hand,

"What bullshit?" And beside him, standing was Ji Xiaoyao.

Lord Wen glanced at Li Si deeply, but his mind was very entangled, should he take this guy first or rush back to the city?

Forget it, let's go back to the city first, this old guy is very evil.

Master Wen disappeared in place, and Zhuang You looked at Li Si, not knowing what to say.

Zhuang You asked softly, "This, senior, what should we do now?"

Li Si looked into the distance and said slowly, "We need to wait now. ”

Zhuang You thought of Ji Xiaoyao, thought of his uncle, shook his head, sat on the ground, and did not speak again.