The carriages and horses rode the wind and galloped through the thoroughfare.

The banners of the two major sects seem to have unfathomable charm. Along the way, every time our carriages and horses pass through a city, the good men and women who greet them are like a tide.

The change occurred when the chariots and horses of the sect left Jiangnan West Road and entered Xinyang, the first county town in Zhongzhou.

Nearly dusk, the gate of Xinyang was closed, and 3,000 soldiers were waiting in the city tower. Under the mixed element formation, the earth vein, the star force is attracted, and the rumbling operation is overloaded, covering the triple city.

I looked at the incense of the Sword Sect Palace in the city, and knew that this city was not a place to treat us well.

The soldiers of this small county are similar to the 3,000 forbidden troops who surrounded our chariots and horses, but their mediocre soldiers and armor are not as good as the elite of the forbidden army, and they are not as strong as the soldiers of the princes of Gangneung County.

According to my experience in Pingyun Meng, our eight golden pills plus the soldiers and horses at hand can take down this city supported by the formation in half a day.

-- The actual combat does not take half a day. If I cast a sword to unleash the thunder rainbow condensed by the gods, the city protection formation will immediately tear open the crack at the city gate. Suppressing the city is actually within an hour.

"Where is the evil who comes! Those who are 300 steps close to the city will be killed!" shouted a commander of the foundation at the head of the city.

My hand was pressed on the scabbard of the silver snake sword - if the chariots and horses of the sect went to Beijing were closed in the first city of Zhongzhou, wouldn't they have to make a detour in the city of Zhongzhou in the future!

The general Shi Li Qinglian smiled and pressed my sword scabbard and shook his head slightly. Although this man is a scribe, I have been talking to him for a few days, and he is quite heroic.

"For Brother Li's sake, I don't want your foolish colleagues to look good. I said.

Du Zimei and Li Qinglian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, drove the horse to the city. The commander of the forbidden army, Ji Zhonghuang, also followed. The soldiers at the head of Xinyang City first warned the sky, and then shot a rain-like flurry of fire at them from the city wall.

Ji Zhong Huang drove the golden-eyed beast in front of Li Du and the others. He flexed and stretched out his fingers, and with each flick of his fingers, he created several large vacuum spirals in front of him. Once the airtight bullet enters the vacuum spiral, it is like stuck in the mud and stationary. The first wave of shooting by the soldiers has not yet ended, and Ji Zhonghuang and the other three have been safely attached to the city gate.

Nearly 100 pieces of the large vacuum spiral disappeared. The bullets peeled off and fell to the ground.

Du Zimei, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, showed the scepter representing the imperial court to the Taishou who was full of nervousness at the head of the city.

Tsukiki passed the scepter to Taishou, who looked at it again and again, and bowed in the direction of the imperial court in the north. Then the soldiers guarding the county removed a corner of the city protection formation, and the city gate was opened.

I snorted.

Horses and chariots enter Mie Castle.

"These copper and iron can still forge practical knives and guns. As usual, Liu Ziyue unceremoniously embroiled all the discarded bullets piled up like ears of wheat in the field.

"I am also under orders. The residence of the saint was besieged by the demon tide, and there was a rebellion of demons in the west of Jingnan Province not long after, and the imperial court ordered the civil and military forces of all counties to strictly prevent evil demons from waiting for an opportunity to swarm. I saw that the immortals were majestic, and the demons were suspicious and turned into officials and soldiers stealing the city. The small soldiers in Xinyang City are weak, in case of a mistake, I am afraid that I will lose the king's order and be ashamed of the army and the people. ”

Xinyang's Jin Dan Taishou Wang Tinghong laughed with him, and his words were impeccable. Half of the defenders on the city walls were withdrawn, and he sent another 500 troops to accompany us on a tour of the city.

It is very different from the courtesy of Jiangnan West Road: the people in Xinyang County who welcome the two chariots and horses are sparse, and the neighborhoods in the city are all closed, and there is a scene of depression. It's as if we were thieves entering the city, and the people were hiding from the disaster.

The lion of Jizo sent me a divine thought, and asked me to listen to my feet with my heart. I picked up the Jindan ear and heard the faint and busy sound of human activity five or six feet underground, the number of which was thousands-thousand-thousand-hundred-hundred!

("The deepest crypt was dug ten feet or less.") Jizo Lion added.

"How do the people live like rats?!" I raised my eyebrows and asked Xinyang Taishou.

Taishou said worriedly:

"In the past, evil demons and rebel armies attacked the city, and if the city above the ground was not enough to defend, the people had to take refuge underground. The earliest tunnels can be traced back to before Emperor Taizu ascended the throne. I have been in Xinyang for 20 years, and other undertakings have been unsuccessful, and the tunnels have been dug deeper and deeper - just now I received an alarm from the evil demons coming to the city, telling the people to avoid them. If the immortal chief needs the people to greet him, he just commands. ”

"Forget it. ”

I waved my hand.

"There's nothing fun in this place where birds don't, and the two fairy sisters must be very unhappy in their hearts - Brother Yuan, let's go to the next Runan county town: it's a city that diverges from all directions, with dogs and horses, everything!"

Ji Ao's sword wrapped itself around me.

After a few days of contact, I felt a sense of affection for this child. He grew up in a honey pot since he was a child, and he has no sincerity and no city. All I ponder all day long is the love affair of the spring-palace and the game brawl - I was a teenager. The spiritual root of the proud sword is even more outstanding than that of me when I was a child, roughly similar to Qin Xiao of the Sword Sect. He has a lot of cultivation resources, and if he is willing to work hard, this age should have reached the foundation building a long time ago. It's just that his mind is all about playing, and when he practices qi, he often gets distracted

――I don't grow up like I did when I was a child.

I was silent.

"Ah, that's right! Uncle Ji said that the sect would give alms to the poor when it passed through Zhongzhou, and I was so greedy that I almost forgot to give a few warehouses of grain in the gourd to the people in the city!"

Aojian's eyes rolled.

Xiao Xun poked the head of the little boy with the sword and handed me the five gourds.

I deliver too much,

"There are twenty-five barns of grain in the gourd. It is a little bit of the heart of the Kunlun and Dragon and Tiger sects to donate to Xinyang County, please distribute it to the poor and homeless people on behalf of the two sects - our Kunlun Dragon and Tiger Sect slay the evil demons and save the common people, which is the same as the Sword Sect. ”

-- This is one of the affairs of Shangjing set by Ji Liuli. There is a shortage of food in the north of the demon tide, and food is given priority to the imperial capital, and the counties are in dire straits. The generous delivery of Kunlun and Dragon Tiger allowed the people along the way to survive until the relief season of the Spring Imperial Court.

Du Zimei, Secretary of the Ministry of Rites, sighed: "Today's son is holy and bright, and he has the ambition to save the world." only hates the government, and the court cannot be autocratic. The Son of Heaven treats your sect with the courtesy of a mentor and friend, and your sect does not hesitate to help. ”

He bowed deeply to us, and I readily agreed.

――The things that the Sword Sect can't handle, we Kunlun and Dragon Tiger may not be able to handle it.

Suddenly, a barefoot, scruffy, scrawny child stumbled into our queue around the corner. The child is slightly lame in one leg and has pus in his belly. At a glance, I already knew that the leg would soon die. The child's dirty little hand was holding the equally miserable blind old beggar.

The child walked thirty paces away from the Jizo Lion and stopped. No matter how dull a fool is, he can sense the terrifying aura faintly emanating from the lion at this distance. Further, life and death are no longer in his control.

In the winter snow, the child shivered and took a fatal step forward.

The Jizo lion snored.

The child fell to the ground under the pressure of the lion and crawled towards me step by step. I gently rubbed the hair of the ground and motioned for it to come - a simple lion's roar would be enough to end the life of a mustard in front of me.

"Pray for me, let my mother's blind eyes heal. ”

Every time the prostrate child took a step forward, he kowtowed heavily to our carriage and horse.

"There are as many people as the sand of the Ganges, where can they be saved!"

Liu Ziyue snorted and whispered to me,

"The junior brother can see the mystery inside: this Taishou can let most of the people in the county take refuge, why can't he drive away the scavengers!--He has cried and sympathized with the poor along the way, and has already blackmailed the grain on our two lands, and wants to blackmail us into giving us pills to cure the sick people in the county in vain--if the junior brother cures the garbage child's garbage mother-in-law. Others begged us for a cure, and we couldn't get out—I couldn't see how the goose plucked its feathers. ”

Xinyang Taishou Wang Tinghong's face was silent, and I couldn't see his mood fluctuations.

"Isn't Xinyang Taishou a good person in this way? It's a hundred times better than someone taking advantage of the demon tide to resell grain. I asked Liu Ziyue rhetorically.

Liu Ziyue hehe,

"This is the right and wrong likes and dislikes of the junior brother, not the likes and dislikes of Liu."

The child had climbed to the feet of the Jizo lion.

"One step closer and you'll die. ”

I said to the child,

"If you are not afraid of death, I will let your mother regain the light. ”

The old beggar cried out in tears and rushed to drag the child back. But after only a few steps away, the invisible wall of aura of the Jizo Lion separated the mortal woman from her own flesh and blood in despair.

The child takes a step forward. The Jizo lion swallowed his head.

"Alright, old mother, I'm playing with your child. This kind of filial piety is also for immortals-" I looked at the Sword Sect Palace in the distance of Xinyang City, and took a deep breath,

"We are indeed immortals from the West. It is an immortal who saves the suffering and saves the suffering, and is merciful and compassionate. We can easily solve the sufferings of birth, old age, sickness and death! Your child has touched the immortals. ”

I blurted out.

Du Zimei, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Xinyang Taishou changed color at the same time. Li Qinglian looked at me curiously.

Spread my thoughts in the seven-spice car,

("Senior brother, we are cultivators, not immortals! I know that you have pity on children who are filial to their parents, but don't mention such words that anger the heavens in the future! Cultivating immortals is already against the sky, so why bother giving birth to unwarranted obstacles!")

I don't think so—Pian Pian is good at everything, but it's not good to look ahead and look backward by nature.

"What Yuan Jun said is very good. Giving is the prerogative of the powerful. Although cultivators are not immortals, they are almost the same for mortals. "Princess Qixiang Che Lilin praised.

She floated out of the treasure car. Everyone's eyes were focused on the fairy grace.

I stroked the old beggar's blind eyes.

After ten breaths.

She screamed incredulously. Tears of joy burst out of the beggar's eyes, and she hugged her child.

The beggar regains her sight.

The Jizo lion spits out the child in his bloody mouth. The child touched his neck, and there was not the slightest bite mark there, but it was stained with the saliva of the Jizo lion, which had completely recovered from the child's frostbite and bruises.

-- The root cause of the beggar's eye disease is not the trauma of both eyes, but the poor flow of qi in the meridians of the eye. As a Jindan, I am proficient in the body's qi meridians and various acupoints, and I naturally get rid of the disease.

It's just that the necrotic leg of the child needs the elixir intermittent ointment. I reached out and asked Princess Lin and Pian Pian to ask for it. I can derive flesh and blood from the upper layer of Jindan, and there is no storage in the Naring gourd.

The girl asked Xiao Xun to apply a black juice-like elixir to the child. Ji Aojian muttered in a low voice, Xiao Xun had never applied any medicine to his calves.

Half an hour later, the beggar's almost dead leg was healed.

Within half an hour, the procession of our 3,000 horses had been congested by the ecstatic crowd. The empty castle of the triple city wall was restored in less than half an hour.

"The immortal who is merciful and compassionate, and who saves the suffering and saves the suffering, has descended to Middle-earth!

The crowd shouted and bowed one after another. The Eight Horses and Seven Incense Carriages became the center of worship for the crowd, and Princess Lin became an idol of the Virgin. Our carriage and horses are moving forward with difficulty. We continue to heal the poor and scatter wealth and food. Princess Lin happily threw the pills in the gourd into the crowd.

Kunlun's silver gourd flag and dragon tiger's Taiji flag flutter in the snow.

The people who follow us stretch all the way to the endless official roads.

Ji Zhonghuang asked if we would let the forbidden army drive back the crowd blocking the official road -- our chariots and horses instinctively traveled thousands of miles a day, but they were as slow as a snail in dealing with the crowd, and I was afraid that we would have to delay the date of Jinjing.

Du Zimei was silent. Princess Lin and Pian Pian have no plan. Liu Ziyue just hehe, he obviously has a clever plan, but he just won't sue me.

Li Qinglian passed on my thoughts. He secretly told me that some ministers were inconvenient to speak, and if I could take responsibility on behalf of Kunlun, I could explain it to the people who followed us.

Anyway, I rely on Ji Liuli for everything.

I agreed with Li Qinglian's strategy, and said to the more than 100,000 people on the congested road with a lion's roar:

"We are immortals from the west, and the Son of Heaven in Middle Earth sincerely invites us to enter Beijing to save the world. After the Lantern Festival next year, our sect will inevitably raise the Kunlun Palace View in your counties and counties to support your peace and joy, and there will be no disasters and diseases!"

The people scattered with shouts.

......

Everything should be done as it is said. I will not fail my promises to these poor people.

Li Qinglian told me: As long as our Kunlun fights in the Lantern Festival to overwhelm the sword sect, the Son of Heaven will allow our sect to raise palaces in the counties of Middle-earth.

As long as our Kunlun overwhelms the Sword Sect in the Lantern Festival fighting method.