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At the end of the Han Dynasty, Yuan and Cao fought for hegemony, and the Yellow River separated Henan and Hebei.

And now the Yangtze River, which appears in front of Zhang Zixiang, also divides a Chinese nation that is originally blood-related into two different countries, fighting each other and fighting each other, both sides are eager to swallow each other's flesh and blood, completely forgetting that the person who is fighting for life and death with him on the other side is actually a person with the same blood as himself.

Zhang Zixiang has been coming to Jiangbei with He Ruobi for two months. In the past two months, Nan Chen has been provoking on the other side of the strait every day, and disputes of all sizes have occurred every day. If it weren't for He Ruobi's bullets, the war would have started a long time ago.

"Master, why did Your Majesty send us here?" He Ruobi dealt with another border conflict incident, and he was quite helpless about the situation, and couldn't help but complain to Zhang Zixiang.

Originally, he was now guarding one side, taking over the military and political power of a state, and achieving his original goal in life, which is a thing worth rejoicing. But in the past two months, dealing with these things has made him feel very unhappy.

A manly man, you can't carry a gun and cross the battlefield, but you must be restrained, patient, and use that tolerant heart to influence the enemy!

Please, is he a military general? Don't let him practice this kind of dirty thing that can only be done by civilian officials!

Zhang Zixiang rolled his eyes, not wanting to deal with this apprentice who was cheap and well-behaved.

Be reasonable, you don't need to fight, you don't need to die, you can be promoted, it's too late to catch up with such a good thing, and it's too much to be suspicious, it's really hypocritical!

"Hehe, don't be angry, don't be angry, extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire!" How could He Ruobi, a human spirit, not see Zhang Zixiang's dissatisfaction with him, and immediately coaxed.

"Anyway, I've already left the town, apprentice, can I go down the mountain? I haven't seen him for several years, I miss him!" He Ruobi remembered his main purpose for coming to Zhang Zixiang, considered the wording, and asked Zhang Zixiang euphemistically.

Zhang Zixiang sneered and said, "If you want to see him, won't you go to Longhu Mountain to find him in person?" Obviously, I just want to ask my junior brother to write a letter to ask your junior brother to go down the mountain to help you, and what kind of brotherly love is there!"

He Ruobi hurriedly waved his hand to deny: "No, no!"

"Don't be in a hurry to explain!" Zhang Zixiang looked at He Ruobi with an unkind face, "I warn you, don't keep thinking about dragging your junior brother into the water! He doesn't attach great importance to fame and fortune like you, if he concentrates on cultivation, he will definitely achieve something in the future." I can't count on your stubborn temperament, so your junior brother has to learn something, so that I can have face when I go back to Longhu Mountain!"

"Master, do you still want to go back to Longhu Mountain?" He Ruobi suddenly interjected at this time and asked.

Since he and Zhang Zixiang got along these days, he has long figured out Zhang Zixiang's character and is a good teacher. Once he seizes the opportunity to count himself, he doesn't know when he will stop. It's better to take the initiative and expose this topic.

"Longhu Mountain......" Zhang Zixiang sighed and fell into deep melancholy, "I don't know what happened to my uncle?"

"Yes, I haven't even seen my master! How is his old man?" He Ruobi was very happy and finally got away from the topic.

Zhang Zixiang shook his head, not wanting to talk about this topic any further.

Since going down the mountain, all kinds of events have come one after another, and he has not returned to Longhu Mountain. After Longhu Mountain blocked the mountain gate, he didn't care about the outcome of Buddhism anymore. At most, it is to communicate and report safety. Uncle is a Celestial Master, so he must have been very tired these days.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

But fortunately, a notice outside the door helped them out of the siege.

"Report! There is a Taoist priest outside the camp who wants to see the chief manager. ”

Zhang Zixiang and He Ruobi looked at each other, it wouldn't be such a coincidence, they were just talking about Longhu Mountain behind their backs, why did a Taoist priest come?

"Please come in, the Taoist Master. "Since it's a request to see, let's see it.

A thin Taoist priest wearing a moon-white robe lifted the curtain and slowly walked in.

"Master, senior brother, long time no see!"

Zhang Zixiang and He Ruobi were dumbfounded, looking at the Taoist priest in front of them who was covered in immortal wind and bones, speechless.

"It seems that you really can't talk about people behind your back!" He Ruobi's face was full of smiles, and he greeted him personally.

"Brother, you're coming down the mountain?"

The person who came is here to protect the child!

I saw that he was like two people before going up the mountain, and his originally sturdy physique became thinner, and his strong temperament was replaced by a quiet and indifferent Taoist atmosphere. Although his body has changed greatly, the feeling he gives people is even stronger.

The others are standing there, but people can't see through him all the time. He seemed to be very close, and yet he seemed to be far away.

Zhang Zixiang nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Not bad, yes, you can practice to the early stage of the Jindan period in such a short time, and you are really a good seedling of cultivation!"

Lai Hu'er smiled awkwardly, and waved his hand again and again: "This is because the master has taken pity on the apprentice and has given the apprentice a lot of help, so that there can be such great progress." ”

"By the way, why are you coming down the mountain?" Zhang Zixiang remembered what was going on, and glanced at He Ruobi with his eyes, "Did your senior brother write a letter asking you to come down the mountain?"

"No, no! Master, without your orders, how dare I dare!" He Ruobi hurriedly picked himself out, Zhang Zixiang's nagging he had already seen it, he couldn't carry this black cauldron!

"Except for seeking the dynasty and usurping the throne, I don't think there is anything you He Ruobi dare not do!" Zhang Zixiang choked He Ruobi angrily, turned his head and beckoned Laihu'er to come over and sit down and rest.

"Come on, come on, come and sit down. It's a long way to go, you must be tired, come and rest!"

"Master's heart is crooked!" He Ruobi said unconvincedly, shook his hand, returned to his chair and sat down and began to sulk.

"If you have the ability of your junior brother, I will be good to you too!" Zhang Zixiang choked He Ruobi again, choking him so much that he couldn't speak.

"That, Master, Senior Brother. I went down the mountain this time because I was ordered by my master to help my brother deal with the army of Nan Chen and make contributions. Lai Hu'er didn't want Zhang Zixiang and He Ruobi to argue anymore, so he hurriedly explained the purpose of his descent from the mountain.

"Uncle will be so kind, let you go down the mountain?" Zhang Zixiang was very suspicious that his uncle Zhang Fu's brain was in water, how could such a good cultivator be able to let him experience in the world?