In a small village on the outskirts of Chang'an, a group of seven or eight-year-old children, led by an old man with white hair and white beard, shook their heads and recited the Sanzi Sutra. Although the old man has gray hair, he does not feel the slightest old age. Chu Jiaolong stood at the door of the small courtyard of the school, the folding fan in his right hand turned left and right to change the pattern, until about noon, the group of children scattered out of the school, the old man didn't seem to see Chu Jiaolong pestle there, and he took care of his own books and teaching aids. Master Zu, the dragon cub has come to see you, Chu Jiaolong shouted with a hippie smile. It turned out that this old man was the previous dean of White Deer Academy, Bai Madsheng. Bai Mad Sheng knew Chu Jiaolong's temperament, so he pretended not to hear it, picked up the teaching aids and walked towards the back room of the small courtyard, which was the living place of Bai Mad Sheng. Chu Jiaolong hurriedly followed, nodded and opened the door for the old man and cleaned the bench.

Bai Madsheng gently tasted the good tea brought by Chu Jiaolong, for an old man who is nearly two hundred years old, the simpler the life, the better, the old man has done a lifetime of learning and practicing martial arts for a lifetime, living a poor life with two dishes and one soup per meal, not drinking alcohol and eating less meat, the only hobby on weekdays is to taste a few sips of good tea, but also a maximum of three cups a day. Chu Jiaolong didn't dare to make a second-class old man and asked tentatively: You are younger and stronger when you return from Mount Tai, won't you want to go to heaven? Bai Madness rolled his eyes angrily and said: Why do you want to ask about ghosts? I can't escape your eyes. Chu Jiaolong was not embarrassed at all, he would not and did not dare to have any heart in front of this old man, this was one of the few people who lived the longest and closest to Tongtian. The old boy who played the ghost has poor cultivation, but this strange and obscene technique is really powerful, if you don't have the mind in advance, you really can't see it at a glance. Chu Jiaolong followed and said yes, but anyone could see at a glance that he was absent-minded, Bai Yansheng stretched out his hand and opened his five fingers, and a painting placed in the book basket flew into his hand, and with a snort, it was the portrait of Li Qingge.

Chu Jiaolong was stunned and let out a smack in disbelief. With just one painting, I can make that mask that is fake, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Chu Jiaolong originally asked to inquire about Li Qingge's life experience, but even he forgot about it. Bai Maansheng glanced at the portrait with deep eyes and said: That kid is not simple, Chu Jiaolong turned his head suddenly, why is it not simple? Bai Maansheng continued: His memory is not caused by brain trauma, as if he was born like that. Chu Jiaolong's eyes widened in disbelief, and Bai Madsheng sighed and said: I don't think it can involve the relationship of that realm, but it is said that the heavens involve the divine soul. That realm has only been mentioned in ancient books. But that's not the world anymore. Chu Jiaolong's heart beat wildly a few times and pointed to the Heavenly Dao: Falling from above? Bai Madsheng shook his head and said: Nonsense, after the gods, there were countless sages who took that step, but none of them were able to return, and he was only a mortal, how could he be? Chu Jiaolong lowered his head depressedly, then there are other reasons? Bai Madsheng yawned and sighed faintly, people are easy to fall asleep when they are old. After speaking, he looked at Chu Jiaolong with a smile, this is an eviction order. However, Chu Jiaolong didn't seem to understand what he meant, and continued to ask: Then what agreement did you old guys reach at the Taishan party? Bai Yansheng glared at him, and the fool of Hanshan Temple included the national teacher of Tubo in the door wall. Chu Jiaolong sighed and said: Is there still a Taoist theory? Tantra bows to Zen Buddhism. Hehe Bai Madsheng smiled very kindly, in the world of great contention, in order to break through this world, everything else is vain. If cultivating or visiting the Buddha can shatter the void, the old man doesn't mind changing the court. Chu Jiaolong couldn't help but slander in his heart, your Haoran is upright? Your might can't be bent? Bai Madsheng stroked his beard with his right hand, and looked at Chu Jiaolong with a smile in the corner of his eyes. Fourteen old antiques, no idiot persuaded Tubo to take out the Tantric Daming King Bodhisattva Fudo Sutra for the fourteen people to understand, but the condition was to loot Chang'an for Tubo. Because this year's snow disaster in Tibet is too serious, they will not survive the spring of next year. Then eight agreed. The corners of Chu Jiaolong's eyes twitched, what kind of excuse is this, those few people will believe it? It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, the important thing is that they have the ability to make a decision. Chu Jiaolong suddenly said majestically, if I go to heaven one day, I will kill those eight people.

In Taiyuan Mansion, Hedong Province, Bing Cao Counselor He Wurao handed over a piece of town general order to the Qing singer, and let the Qing Song leave with a few polite words. It is still hundreds of miles from Taiyuan to Guheng Town, so Qingge plans to rest for one night and then go on the road tomorrow morning. Taiyuan Mansion was originally the birthplace of Gaozu, but now it has been ruined a lot in the face of war. Although the city is crowded, it is obvious that many wealthy courtyards have been overgrown with shallow grass. Although the post road has been restored now, but the environment of the post station is very simple, so from Qingge came to the largest restaurant in Taiyuan City'Quanshengju', sitting in the lobby, full of liveliness, from Qingge ordered the altar because of a poem and is very famous for the wine, Xinghua Village. After a drink, this Xinghua Village is just Fenjiu, and Qingge doesn't have much research on wine, just a habit formed a few years ago, and occasionally drink some. By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy village refers to the apricot blossoms. Suddenly, a voice came from behind, a Shanxi accent, and the voice was hoarse with vicissitudes. The person who came from Qingge was a sloppy man in his thirties, this person was wearing a washed white coarse cloth gray clothes, his face was slightly black and beardless, his hair was tied up but it looked very unkempt, and his body was extremely tall, more than nine feet by sight. If he is in the army, this person will be a good man, Li Qingge thought secretly. The person who came hugged his fist and said with a hearty smile: In the winter order of Xiaquan, he joined the army in Longyou in his early years, and was dismissed by Shangguan because of greed for cups, and he wandered around and returned to Taiyuan. I don't know what Brother Tai is called? That is to say, he is addicted to alcohol, and he wants to drink a good wine but is shy in his pocket. Liqing Ge slandered, opened his mouth to invite the other party to sit down, since the younger brother met Brother Quan in the treasure land, it is also fate, it is better for the younger brother to be the east and invite Brother Quan to drink a few cups for the younger brother to introduce the customs and land here. It's easy to say, it's the same as the chicken on the head of Quan Dongling's head pecking rice. He poured himself a large bowl of wine. But I heard several people next to me talking about it, and the big bastard was tricking people into drinking again. But seeing Quan Dongling's bull's eyes, those people stopped talking, and just looked at Li Qingge with sympathetic eyes. It's impossible to say who is lying to Qingge. After a while, the two of them drank the four altars of Xinghua Village, and the three altars were all into the belly of the right winter, both of them were a little drunk, at this moment like long-lost friends, talking about the north and the south, and finally drank eight jars of wine, and the two went to the accommodation with their shoulders on their backs.

When he woke up on the second day, Quan Dongling found that Li Qingge was already practicing calligraphy, and he was drunk too much last night and was unconscious, which bothered the Qingge brothers. Li Qingge smiled, Brother Winter is polite, we have kowtowed to the moon last night, the little brother is far away from Guheng, and it will not be too lonely to have Brother Winter to accompany him. Quan Dongling was stunned and said: When did I agree to go to Gu Heng? Li Qingge reached into his arms and took out a note, which was signed and drawn by Brother Dongling, could it be that Brother Dongling would regret it. Quan Dongling's face was black, and he said for a long time: Do you care about alcohol? Don't go, Quan Dong makes the thief shake his head quickly, but I am a town general, if I drink less every day and don't get drunk... Drink less and not get drunk, Quan Dongling immediately grabbed it, and he had to drink less and not get drunk, and went.

Two days later, the two came to Gu Heng, but saw that although Gu Heng was a town, it looked very dilapidated, and the wild grass stood in the wind outside the city wall, and even the two of them did not have much to check when they entered the city gate. Quan Dongling carried a big burden in his right hand and a larger sheepskin bag wine jug in his left hand. Li Qingge was a little upset, he had always had the ambition to revitalize Datang, and he also knew that the Anshi Rebellion was seriously harmful to Datang, but it was still not a good feeling to see the defeat of this important border town with his own eyes. Oh, I didn't go far before I saw a few fast horses galloping, and before he got close to Qingge, several people dressed as sergeants jumped off their horses and saluted to Qingge: Gu Hengzhen's deputy general Mo Ruhai's five brigades are seeing the generals leaving the town. Several people have the same pace, the orders are neat, and they are well-trained. When they arrived at the barracks, the adjutant general and several teams took off their helmets, and they almost scolded Qingge for their mother, this is the surprise that the master said. Li Qingge glanced at a few people standing guard in disbelief, and sure enough, they were all fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys, with fluffy lips and immature faces, Li Qingge couldn't help but point to a few people and asked: My town sons and daughters are all people who have not reached the crown ceremony? The deputy general Mo Ruhai replied: The former town general was selected to escort the princess to the Uighurs and relatives, and we, the baby soldiers, became the town soldiers out of the ordinary. Li Qingge looked at the sky sadly and angrily, and then glanced at Quan Dongling helplessly, Brother Dongling, do you want to say anything? Quan Dongling raised the huge sheepskin bag and took a big sip before saying: How good the baby soldiers are, they are easy to practice, and they will be good sons and daughters of the Tang Dynasty in three or five years. Attracted several teams to shout loudly. But I didn't have three or five years to waste, and I cried secretly from Qingge.

After that, the days became dull, and the whole camp practiced together every morning, led the team to hunt in the afternoon to replenish some meat for everyone, and practiced the exercises in the evening, hoping to develop a sword heart as soon as possible. Li Qingge also learned a set of marksmanship in the army here, and the opening and closing were magnificent. In this way, Qingge has sadly thought that he is going to spend these long five years here. Until that day, Quan Dongling went to the city to drink and returned, bringing a news that Tubo occupied the Helong area, Cheng Yuanzhen did not report it, causing the thieves to fight Gu Huai'en to lead Tubo Hui to invade Shaanxi, Emperor Daizong heard the news and left, and Chang'an City was broken by Tubo. It is not light from Qinggezhen, there is an impulse to go to Chang'an immediately, there is his own home, there is a mother who has just realized family affection, Chang'an has fallen, who will protect the civilians of Chang'an, Liqing Ge hates, he hates Cheng Yuanzhen's knowledge and does not report it, and he hates the rebellion of Gu Huaien, and he also hates the emperor's faintness and incompetence. In this way, when the soldiers in the town were in a panic, Li Qingge decided to do three things, the first to go to Chang'an to save his mother, the second to kill Cheng Yuanzhen, and the third to kill Gu Huaien.