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Evacuate from the Dragon Cave and wait outside Andu Mountain has never had such a anxious moment, the sky is getting late, the camp has set up a military tent early in the morning, and there is no need to worry about making a fire to cook and expose your whereabouts if it is not wartime, and the food prepared in the military tent is cold and returned to the pot to be warm, and it is put out and put cold. This has been repeated three times.

"The general fought countless defeats in those years, and everyone called him General Chang Sheng, but the general himself said that he was often defeated, similar to the critical situation of besieging people for three days and almost losing his life, I don't know how much, and how have I ever seen the general so restless. ”

Yuan Xiang saw that the food was in the tent and was about to be cooled, so he ran to the entrance of the Dragon Cave, but General An still had no intention of coming over to eat.

It happened that Gao Huiping, the commander of the Anzi battalion, came over to patrol the defense, and Yuan Xiang told Commander Gao that he wanted Commander Gao to invite Prince An back.

"Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, from the old Tang Dynasty to the present, there are not thousands of people who have been called Chang Sheng, but there are hundreds, and now those who are always victorious are probably dead. General An is still alive and well, and he has become the king of the southern courtyard in northern Xinjiang. ”

Yuan Xiang held his forehead and couldn't help sighing, can these rough old men decorate something else in their minds besides leading soldiers to fight? Prince An is worried about the safety of the little young master and is so anxious that he can't even eat, and the old Taoist priest Zhang Mingjun has disappeared since he came out of the dragon cave, but you are still in the mood to tell me what to die and how to live well, it is really not on the same line.

"I actually want you to go and bring the general back, the food has been reheated five times, and if it goes on like this, the food will be bad. ”

"If it's broken, redo it. ”

"Do I care about that bit of food? Prince An has gone all the way from Dunhuang to this deep mountain and old forest, and he has not eaten yet, and he is hungry and has to go back and forth, and the two generals of Huo An have not to skin me alive!"

Yuan Xiang really couldn't talk patiently to a rough person like Gao Huiping, whose brain didn't turn, and said angrily with white eyes.

On the other side, Zhang Mingjun came out of the Dragon Cave to urinate and escape, Andu Mountain waited left and right, and the third class would inevitably come to question if there was no movement, but Zhang Mingjun was outside the Dragon Cave and didn't know anything about the situation inside, and Andu Mountain didn't want to ask perfunctory, so he simply avoided it from afar.

Zhang Mingjun really soaked in urine by the way, and after shaking it off, he found a fairly smooth stone and sat cross-legged.

Even if it has been more than a month since he left Wudang, I don't know if everything is okay on Wudang Mountain.

The previous old master was his own master, and he was in charge of Wudang Mountain for a lifetime, and he was in charge of Wudang Mountain for a lifetime, and he and Ning Xiaoyao showed that the sword revealed its heavenly majesty. Before that, all the brothers and sisters, including himself, felt that the old master was more like an old farmer.

When I was young, I would have a flamboyant personality, and I was actually unwilling to be taken up the mountain by the old master. Wudang Zhengrong is very good to say, but it is a scene among outsiders.

Anyway, in the first year on Wudang Mountain, I was really about to fade out, and in addition to practicing martial arts and cultivating all day, I also had to open up fields for self-sufficiency. The old master taught that he was an absolute expert in planting crops, when to fertilize and when to water, and he was proficient in all kinds of seedlings and threshing.

Zhang Mingjun always said at that time that the old master was born as a farmer, and being the head of Wudang was Qu Cai.

The old master said that Taoist priests are also human beings, but they have to practice more than ordinary people, but in the final analysis, they are also human beings.

The old master has accepted a total of five apprentices, Zhang Mingjun ranks fourth, and Zhang Fuxing, who is now serving as the national teacher of Qiyuan, is a junior disciple.

But the position of the head of the sect was decided when Zhang Mingjun went up the mountain.

The eldest brother is like a father, and the other three brothers not only take care of Zhang Mingjun's daily life, but also share the responsibility of preaching and receiving karma for the master.

Maybe the master went down the mountain to find someone to take over his position as the head of the school, and that person happened to be him Zhang Mingjun.

After the battle with Ning Xiaoyao, the old master went to serve the vegetable garden he had cultivated, went to the Wudang Mountain Range to see a circle of junior disciples, and then went back to Wudang Jinding to eat the leftovers of the morning.

As a bystander, Zhang Mingjun has been practicing in Wudang for half a hundred years at this time, in addition to the world's recognized martial arts cultivation is the best in the world, his personality is also more and more similar to the old master's teaching.

The longer I stay in the world, the more reluctant I am to go down the mountain.

Three years later, the old master went to Wudang with Zhang Mingjun.

"It's been seventy-two years since you went up the mountain, Wudang Mountain is still Wudang Mountain, do you feel tired?"

The old master and Zhang Mingjun stood side by side, the two old men faced the sea of clouds in Wudang, and there was a light in the distance.

"Wudang is still Wudang, but it's still interesting to see different scenes day by day. ”

Zhang Mingjun replied honestly.

"It's not just that the scenery is different every day, but the vegetables I grow are also very suitable for your taste. ”

Zhang Mingjun smiled, as if he had returned to the moment when he first went to Wudang Mountain.

"The brothers are greedy, it's not easy to go down the mountain, you can't eat the vegetables planted by the master, so I took some delicious meals to eat with the brothers, and the uncle also ate them. ”

"Hahaha, I have nothing to do to plant some vegetables and fruits, but did you say that you will not be allowed to eat them? If you want to eat in the future, just go, you don't have to hide from your back. ”

"It's the master. ”

"But from now on, it's up to you to take care of the vegetable patch. ”

"Master can't stay any longer?"

"It's not an option to always occupy a position, sooner or later the old people will have to step back and give way to the young people, it's time. ”

"The master's words are not authentic, to make way for young people, let them go directly to their grandchildren, I am already gray, where can I still see that I am young. ”

"Mentality, young mentality. ”

The old master smiled.

"Don't stay on the hill all the time, but go out for a walk often. ”

The old master said that when he was tired, he simply sat down, and the bluestone slab was blown in the wind and rain all day long, but it was clean and there was no need to worry about soiling the robe.

"Yes, master. ”

Zhang Mingjun is getting older on the mountain, and his temperament is calm, but his temper is still the same, and it is rare to lower his eyebrows and be pleasing to the eyes today.

"Didn't I just meet you at the bottom of the mountain, so I decided that you would inherit my position, and I hope you can have such a fate at the bottom of the mountain in the future. ”

The old master babbled and talked about trivial matters for a while. Zhang Mingjun listened quietly on the side, and from time to time he should answer a sentence, and he would also remind the master, after all, the old master was there for a long time, and he couldn't remember many things.

Later, the old master may have said that he was tired, and gradually fell asleep, and there was still a slight snoring sound. Later, it gradually became unheard and there was no movement.

Zhang Mingjun has been standing, standing behind the master, the mountain wind is blind, Zhang Mingjun lowered his head and tears flowed down.

"Master walk slowly. ”

In the confusion of tears, Zhang Mingjun whispered in a low voice.

After that, Zhang Mingjun, who ranked fourth, became the new head coach of Wudang Mountain.

It was also in that year that Li Xian of Qiyuan succeeded Datong to the throne.

Zhang Mingjun remembered those past events outside the object and couldn't help sighing. This life is almost the end of life, and after a hundred years, you can leave it alone as soon as your legs are stretched, but you will suffer those juniors on the mountain.

Emperor Li Xian of Qiyuan has Wang Mingyang and Yang Wenyuan in the temple, and the success or failure of the plan has its own posterity, but no matter what, every step forward will have countless lives paved underneath.

For example, if there are four points today, Qiyuan in Northern Xinjiang accounts for one of them, and Xishu's luck is withering, and it is unknown whether anyone can reverse the situation, but Xihe Prefecture is located, and it is a dead chess piece. Even though the soldiers and horses of Andu Mountain are rich and popular, and there is the strategist Lan Yuanting to assist him, he still can't escape the symptoms and the root cause, Xihe Prefecture has a long and narrow terrain, and the strategic depth space is insufficient, so there is not much room for tossing and turning.

Besides, if the northern frontier wants to send troops to the south, why not have a king of the southern courtyard who can fight well and has a hatred for destroying the country with Qiyuan, once the two sides start a war, Xihe Prefecture will definitely bear the brunt.

Therefore, in the short term, the world is divided into four parts, but in the final analysis, it still depends on how Qiyuan Northern Xinjiang operates.

As for what Zhang Mingjun was worried about, the old Taoist priest held his chin and pondered for a while, anyway, what should come will always come, the world will be together for a long time is the fixed situation, and the old monk Wenkong has planted seeds in the rivers and lakes, and how the harvest will be in the future is not something he can worry about.

Zhang Mingjun then smiled, and then patted his butt and jumped down from the hard stone, without any fairy style.

"Let's go, let's go into the Dragon Cave and pick up my good apprentice!"

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Mu Sanqian had a splitting headache, but what made him even more frightened was the miserable condition of the red clothes in front of him, not to mention that he was unclothed, just the lower abdomen was pierced by a knife, and the blood was flowing out along the blade, which made people tremble to watch.

On the contrary, the red clothes were almost kneeling in front of him, his smooth forehead was no more than an inch away from him, a few locks of hair hung down and shook slowly, and the red clothes were injured in such a miserable way, but he still grinned at the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mu Sanqian was very confused, he didn't know why he was unconscious twice, and he didn't know what happened when he was unconscious.

But he recognized the knife inserted in the red cloth's lower abdomen, the one that belonged to Long Shu.

"Who's going to save her!

Mu Sanqian still didn't get rid of the shackles of the prison word, and Song Zhiming fell to the ground and gasped for a long time before he regained some strength, but he didn't care about the blood oozing from his eyes and nostrils, and hurriedly staggered over.

"Which of you will save her!"

Long Shu took a few steps back and stood aside indifferently, the life and death of a slave and maid could not be taken to her heart at all, and what made her hesitate was how to deal with Mu Sanqian. If they take him back to the road and make another accident, it will be difficult for them to bear it.

Donghuang Taiyi turned around, and his heart was also struggling. After a little hesitation, Donghuang Taiyi still made up his mind.

He clenched the green steel sword and walked towards Mu Sanqian, he wanted to break the cage of the qi engine.

As soon as the Qinggang sword was raised, Long Shu next to him quickly pulled out a short knife from his waist and pressed it against the sword body, suppressing the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"Have you thought clearly, you can't guarantee your own safety how dangerous it is to release His Royal Highness Mu who has been invaded by the white python qi machine, you should have understood!"

"Yes, Brother Donghuang, today's encounter is really bizarre, and it is really wishful thinking for mortals like us to speculate on the will of heaven, so it is better to be safe. ”

Song Zhiming came to the two of them, and also grabbed the Eastern Emperor Tai to dissuade them at first.

"She's dying! Why won't you save her?"

Mu Sanqian was almost crying, and his voice was full of crying.

"Your Highness doesn't have to beg them, Hongyi is a damned person, and he is already very satisfied to survive. ”

Mu Sanqian almost begged just to save Hongyi's life, which was a rare warm feeling for Hongyi over the years. The last time was because of what Prince An said, "You will follow me from today onwards, and I won't let you starve anymore." ”

His Royal Highness is really of a pure temperament.

The red clothes smiled even more happily, but the blood gushed out of her mouth again, and her appearance was even more miserable.

"Let's go back the same way, when we go back, we just need to tell General An and Zhang Zhangjiao about the situation inside, and I believe that Zhang Zhenren can have a way to deal with it." ”

Song Zhiming sorted it out a little, and it was better to leave as soon as possible after everything was done in the Dragon Cave.

"Let's go back as soon as possible and inform that Zhang Zhenren should come to the rescue a little earlier, and it will only be more dangerous for the two of them to drag it out. ”

Song Zhiming finally said that he moved the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the three of them turned around and left after saying a word.

"You three turtle king bastards don't save you when you die, I don't want you to help!"

Mu Sanqian was extremely angry, and the three of them felt a little guilty, but they still didn't stay.

"I'm going to die, Your Highness. ”

The red clothes smiled miserably, but when they were about to die, they seemed to be bolder.

"Hongyi has been with General An since he was six years old, and ten years have passed in a flash, and General An once said that when I grow up, I will find a good family and go to live the life of Ansheng. Hongyi didn't dare to hope for it, but when he was dying, he still felt a little regretful. ”

The red-clothed body gradually cooled, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.

"Okay, don't die, don't die, when you get out, I'll ask my grandfather to find you a good family right away, if not, you can follow me, I'll live with you!"

Mu is only ten years old for three thousand years, and he is ignorant of the world, and he doesn't quite understand what Hongyi said, but he is Hongyi in the Dragon Cave who has been protecting himself thoroughly, and even the knife on his body may have suffered for himself, the child's mind is always simple, and he is unwilling to watch Hongyi slowly die in front of his eyes.

"Hehe, thank you, Your Highness, slave. ”

The red-clothed smile and captivated the country and the city.

The three of them gradually moved away, and Song Zhiming sighed softly and quietly pinched a trick.

The restraints on Mu Sanqian's body suddenly subsided, and then disappeared. Mu Sanqian didn't have time to think about the reason, so he got up from the ground in embarrassment and threw himself to Hongyi's side.

"Let's go out, my master is in charge of Wudang, and my grandfather is the general of Xihe Prefecture, they must have a way to save you!"

Mu Sanqian used all his strength to help Hongyi up, but Hongyi gradually fell unconscious and his body was paralyzed, pressing on Mu Sanqian's shoulders and almost covering him.

"You're so heavy, you're going to lose weight when you're better. ”

Mu Sanqian tried to lean the red clothes against his back, while crying and complaining that the red clothes were too heavy.

After all, it was beyond his strength, and Mu Sanqian was about to fall down in a trance as soon as he took a step.

But no, a large, powerful warm palm appeared in time to support Mu Sanqian's crumbling body.

"Master, why are you here!"

Mu Sanqian looked at the old Taoist in front of him, who suddenly became extremely tall, and cried.