The young man was originally going to Nanhua Palace to see what would happen to Murong Dongxue after being possessed by that old witch? But last night, when the Fire Spirit Sword returned to its place, it must have been Murong Dongxue who released the Fire Spirit Sword, and at the same time, he also felt Murong Dongxue's determination.

If you go to Nanhua Palace now, the other party has the power of the Digital Yuan Infant Realm, and even the existence of the Transformation God Realm, you will never be able to get any benefits, and you can't even get out of the whole body. Killing the other party's Yuan Infant Realm Grandmaster by himself is on the cusp of the limelight, and the other party should be searching for him, and it is really not appropriate to send it to the door at this time.

Or go to the famous mountains and rivers that the ancestor once went to, I remember that the uncle once said that the ancestor took the seven sons to Mount Tai, and once said: "Climb the East Mountain and Xiaolu, climb Mount Tai and the small world." The young man once had a wish, that is, to follow in the footsteps of the ancestor and experience the arduous journey of the ancestor back then. Besides, the magma fire spirit also needs to devour the fire spirit again to promote the fire spirit, and there is a volcano in the Hengliang Mountain Range.

So the young man waited in the south of the city, waiting for the Yuzhou grain transport team to leave, he wanted to say goodbye to Liu Gaohan and Guan Shao Marshal who spent several days of life and death together, and the young man especially admired the demeanor of Guan Shao Marshal in his heart that day with the strength of arrows to deter thousands of heavy armored iron horses. I can't bear to let this friend think that he is dead, which is not what a Confucian disciple should do.

Looking for a secluded place on the east side of the post road outside the city, when the young man sat cross-legged and waited for the Yuzhou grain transport team to leave, without warning the young man looked south, and saw a wide robe and wide sleeves of the charity old man coming slowly in the wind, the standard Confucian monk attire, the young man quickly got up and gave Confucian gifts.

"Don't dare to be!" the old man laughed, "God-Xu, yes, you killed Bixia Immortal Monarch, and the unfinished Jin Dan can actually kill the Yuanying Grandmaster, which is really rare since ancient times." ”

"May I ask what the old gentleman is called, how do you know me?" The young man seemed to be puzzled, but he also knew that Da Chen's military intelligence transmission had his own set of secret methods.

"I also know a lot of your deeds, especially breaking the shaman's blood spirit, eliminating karma for Young Marshal Guan, it can be described as a stroke of genius!" The old man changed his words and said: "I came here this time to give you a set of flying swords, which are yin and yang double swords plus gold, wood, water, fire and earth five elements and eight small swords, in addition to a set of sword recipes and sword array formulas, and you will be enlightened." ”

The old man took down the sword box on his back, looked at the young man with a smile, and said, "If you don't go to the capital, the one has to send you something, and you are not allowed to inquire who it is?" He took out a communication jade slip from his arms, and said with a smile: "This time you don't have to be so economical, this can be a hundred words of communication, and a signature is added after each communication to facilitate authenticity." ”

The young man somewhat understood that this must have been arranged by the uncle, so he nodded, and his eyes were a little red. After a period of time, especially when he endures loneliness, he will think of his elder friends who care for him. It's like a child who runs away from home and doesn't take long to get homesick.

"Okay, since you go out to travel, you have to have a look of traveling, there are two summoning charms of Mr. Zuo Gong, and besides, Mr. Zuo Gong admires you very much, and we can't ask why, anyway, just look for your Uncle Zuo in case of trouble. The old man said, laughed, and drifted away!

Only the young man was stunned on the spot, and he didn't move for a long time, this person turned out to be in the late Yuan Infant realm, so familiar with the military and his own background.

The boy opened the sword box, and before he could make a move, Jin Zi jumped on the sword box, his eyes full of greed, and his saliva was about to flow out.

The young man hurriedly stopped, "This is not good, this is given by the elders of my division, I can't eat it!", looking at the gold in his eyes, the young man was a little soft-hearted and a little funny, and said: "Jinzi, can you see the quality of this sword?"

"Of course, as soon as I smell it, I know that this set of flying swords is super delicious!" Kaneko closed his eyes and sniffled, so intoxicated!

"Die, don't be obscene, I'm asking how this flying sword compares to the flying sword you used to eat?" the young man asked.

"Hey, I can't remember the smell of flying swords before, I've forgotten it for thousands of years, I should be in the top 1,000. The gold roughly estimated the number and said disapprovingly.

"I'll go! You really swallowed tens of thousands of flying swords!" the boy glared.

"Don't be like this, I've swallowed hundreds of dings?"

The boy is completely petrified, you kid, how many good things have been wasted, how many treasures have been passed down because you have not been handed down, and I have not seen how powerful you are.

"Xiao Xu, young master, if I swallow this set of flying swords, I will definitely be more powerful than changing this set of flying swords!"

"No, this set will not work, there will be good things in the future, by the way, my steel shield, hey, the snail was swallowed by you, how do you become a steel shield compared to before? Last time I ate the loss of you became a steel shield!" said the young man angrily.

"It's definitely much better than the original, but the young master, your cultivation is still weaker, and your little spiritual power is not enough for me to toss, okay, okay, I can absorb the spiritual energy by myself, then you have to give me time." Jin Zi said a little discouraged in the young man's disdainful eyes.

The boy pulled out the flying sword, but it was a flying sword, the blade was black on one side and white on the other, it was formed by the combination of yin and yang swords, trying to separate the two swords, the black sword was made of four Kun, Xun, Li, and the small sword corresponding to the five elements of earth, wood, fire, and gold, and the white sword was formed by the combination of the five elements of gold, wood, water, and earth corresponding to the four swords of Qian, Zhen, Kan, and Gen. This set of flying swords can only be controlled by monks above the Jindan realm, and the monks of the Zhuji realm can usually only drive one of the five elements with the strongest induction, and only above the Jindan realm can they have the energy and perception of other attributes, and only in the later stage of Jindan can they really drive the magic weapons of other five elements attributes.

This set of swords will have more changes in the five elements than the Eight Elements Golden Lock Array of the simple Fire Spirit Cloth in Song Qi Town last time, and it will be more complex, more targeted and more attackable. It's just that the power of the sword array is also related to the sword material, but fortunately, the eight array swords have all been enlightened and spiritual.

The young man couldn't put it down! He began to ponder the sword formation formula again, and there were two sets of sword formation formulas, which were the attack formation five elements slashing formation and the defensive formation breaking the five elements formation.

The young man couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, this set of swords was simply tailor-made for himself, fortunately he stopped it early, otherwise it would be a pity to let the gold swallow this set of sword formations!

"Jinzi, this set of swords is very important to me, and I don't want to carry it too swaggeringly, you have to keep an eye on me, otherwise, I won't have anything to eat in the future! If you perform well, I will also give you 10,000 flying swords!"

Jinzi's little head was like a chicken pecking rice, and he secretly thought in his heart, young master, if you don't give you a performance, you don't worry about letting me eat this set of swords, wait...

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The battlefield situation between Chen and Yan took a shocking reversal, and Sun Zepeng, the marshal of Xinzhou, led 100,000 troops to attack from three sides overnight, which caught the Dayan army by surprise. Neiqiu City divided 15,000 troops, the center blossomed, the front and rear flanked attacks, especially the 5,000 heavy armored cavalry boldly interspersed, giving a devastating blow to the army in the middle of Dayan, annihilating 50,000 enemy troops, except for more than 10,000 light cavalry to flee to Bazhou, the capital of Dayan, the battle of the middle army of 100,000 was almost annihilated.

Murong Ke's original strategy for sending troops this time was:

The middle route army took Neiqiu with lightning speed, and the front of the army was directed at Anyang.

The Eastern Route Army severed the connection between Xinzhou and Zhongzhou, threatened Zhengyang, forced the defenders of Anyang to abandon Anyang and retreat to Zhengyang, and eliminated Anyang's heavy troops on the road.

When the Western Route Army moves south, it can threaten Yuzhou in the south and Zhengyang in the east.

Achieve a situation where the two sides are facing each other under Zhengyang City, give confidence to the Great Liang State and the Great Xia Kingdom, and send troops to attack Chen together. At that time, while the Great Chen State had no time to take care of others, he concentrated his forces to take Zhengyang and took the entire Xinzhou into his pocket. Unexpectedly, the embankment of thousands of miles collapsed because of a grain transportation team in Yuzhou.

And the grain transport team of the initiator has already left Neiqiu City, embarked on the post road back, and was greeted by Neiqiu Taishou of the highest standard, but due to the urgency of the war, everything had to be simple. The Xinzhou military horses have already stepped into the territory of Dayan, and the next battle plan is to eat the second army of Dayan, incorporate all the 500-mile plains of Dayan into the territory of Dachen, open up the border between Dayan and Daliang, threaten the rear of Daliang, and then control the Yellow River section in Dachen.

Liu Gaohan and Guan Hongshuo looked back at the tall Neiqiu City behind them, glanced at each other, and had nothing to do with the Xinzhou war from then on, and at the same time remembered the unknown boy. When the two of them passed by the place where the fierce battle was fought that day, they jumped off their horses at the same time, came to the side of the pit more than ten zhang wide, knelt on the edge of the pit at the same time, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

The handsome, calm and lonely figure, the weak figure, the flying figure, the figure who fought against several cultivators of Dayan, the figure who stopped the footsteps of a thousand troops alone, and the voice that shouted "Go, pass quickly, go, you are forcing me to die!", and the stubborn voice of "Where's my axe?" flashed over and over again in front of the two of them.

Guan Hongshuo took out the general's token, this is the relic of the boy, maybe he can investigate the identity of the boy from this token.

The two stood up and were just about to leave, on the horizon in the distance, a young man waved to the two from afar, Liu Gaohan and Guan Hongshuo glanced at each other, and at the same time were surprised, he was still alive. Guan Hongshuo was about to rush over immediately, the young man shook his head, stopped the third son's impulse, waved his hand again, the young man turned around and left, not into the city, but to the east, the figure was still lonely, and the black axe in his back was still ugly.

At least Guan Hongshuo thinks so, looking at the lonely back in the distance, the two of them stood for a long time, refusing to leave...

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The young man embarked on the road to the east, rushing to the Hengliang Mountains, the Ruyi gold box could only store metal utensils, and the Nine Thunder Mahogany Axe had to be pinned to his waist, which was indeed conspicuous.

In the eastern part of Xinzhou, due to the bursting of the Yellow River, where the Yellow Water went, the houses collapsed, and the hungry people were everywhere, flooding the villages, farmland, and roads in the low-lying flat places, resulting in the formation of thousands of miles of Yellow Flood swamps, and some villages and towns on higher ground were facing traffic blockages, besieged by swamps, food shortages, starvation everywhere, and the weather was hot, and soon the plague was raging.

After two days of driving, the young man entered the Yellow Flood Area, and when he saw all the miserable scenes, he was not without emotion, thinking of the fleeing refugees he met on the Kuaiqiu Post Road, and he couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the war launched by the Great Yan Kingdom. Fortunately, with the good news in front of Dachen, the relief and assistance operations of the Dachen court were launched, and from time to time, local officials were seen organizing refugees to dredge rivers, bury the victims, and rebuild houses.

On the way, there were more people rushing to the disaster area, there was a county town sent to the disaster area to transport grain, there were homeless people who returned to their hometowns, there were people who participated in the treatment of You Fanglang, there were foot monks who crossed the undead, and Taoist priests who exorcised ghosts and suppressed demons. Wherever the boy passed, he did not hesitate to help anyone who could help him, but he did not linger too long. After seven or eight days, he drove more than 100 miles, which was also a relatively fulfilling period for the teenager, but he was only slightly familiar with the person he helped, so he quickly ran away, never wanting to say a word to anyone.

On this day, the boy was on his way, and was blocked by a swamp in front of him, and he was hesitating which way to get around the swamp, and three people came behind him.

The young man looked back and saw that it was a middle-aged Taoist priest carrying a peachwood sword, holding a command flag, with a young disciple, an old box of red lacquered wood behind his back, and an elderly You Fang Langzhong, with a medicine box behind his back, a medicine cane in his hand, and a dilapidated gourd hanging from the medicine stick, and the three of them seemed to be coming together.

The middle-aged Taoist priest, looking at the young man, glanced at the axe on the young man's waist intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "Young man, the poor road has been counted, come closer from here, you might as well go together." The older Lang Zhong also nodded and said with a smile: "That's it, that's it, Sun Dao is a god, and he never speaks!

The young man also calculated, and indeed according to the Taoist priest, he could save a lot of roads. The boy smiled apologetically, remained silent, and walked in the opposite direction.

The middle-aged Taoist priest and the elder Lang Zhong glanced at each other, both shook their heads, and the Taoist priest said loudly: "Young Lang, I look at your complexion, you are riddled with karma, and it is rare to turn over in ten years!"

The boy stopped.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at his disciple proudly and continued, "Young man, do you want to know how to resolve it?"