Chapter Seventy-Three: Collecting Merit on the Eve of Departure
The school-age students in the entire Yanwu Hall are divided into two teams, one team is led by the son of the uncle, and sets off to the north, and after joining the northern army, he goes straight to the Yan country, and supports the northern battlefield with the Yan cavalry.
Except for a few high-level people in the two countries, no one knows what secret agreement was reached, and even Uncle Guo was shocked when he received the news.
So he sent the four masters of wind, rain, thunder and lightning around him to his only son to ensure safety.
With the arrival of the four masters of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, there are also a hundred dead soldiers and various elixirs.
The four masters were dressed in rhinoceros leather soft armor and held various weapons, which must not be ordinary.
It's just that Xu Ao is shallow, except for the sword and the knife can barely distinguish between good and bad, Qimen weapons are ignorant.
The other team was led by a little-known woman surnamed Qin, but it was not the nephew of Lord Taiwei, who had a relatively higher status, and what was mysterious in it, I was afraid that only Lord Taiwei, who had arranged it in this way, would know.
However, with the country as the surname, presumably the status is not low.
Originally, the boy who was riding Bi Fang wanted to refute a few words, but when he heard that it was Lord Taiwei's meaning, although he frowned and was full of indignation, he also calmed down.
Xu Ao took the initiative to sign up for the team to go to the west, but was rejected by the captain of the school, only saying that the assigned list was drawn up by King Qin himself and no one was allowed to change it.
So, Xu Ao, Xu Hu, Sun Xiansheng, the Iron Blood Road sisters and brothers, and the rest of the people went out to the north with the son-in-law of the uncle.
Wu Sandao and Xu Hu's fox friends and dog friends went to the west together.
Judging from the way Wu Sandao and the woman surnamed Qin are talking and laughing, the two are also very familiar. This also made Xu Hu and Sun Xiansheng's hanging hearts relatively relaxed.
As for the rest of the rough men, if they love to die, the two uncles Xu Sun will not care too much.
On the afternoon of the day when King Qin's edict was announced, weapons, guards, pills, and charms sent by various families one after another filled the originally spacious hall of the Yanwu Hall.
Everyone stepped forward according to the roster to receive the items sent by their own family or backers, and each additional copy of these materials gave them a better chance of saving their lives on the battlefield in the future.
Yingyi didn't send anything to Xu Ao, but only prepared three charms that were said to be able to save his life and a letter for him to bring to General Chen of Feixue Pass along the way.
The people who come and go in the hall of this martial arts hall are all disciples of the road of fame and money, those unlucky people who are iron-blooded, how can anyone send charcoal in the snow. They use the worst weapons and armor, use the worst elixirs, and have the highest mortality rates. It can be said that their treatment may not even be as good as that of ordinary elites.
The retinue of each family was ordered to wait in the valley below the mountain, so for a time, the birds and animals under the mountain were extinct. Occasionally, most of them were caught in the soup pot in a moment.
Xu Ao returned to his residence and packed his bags.
"Xu boy, don't you take the opportunity to win people's hearts?" The long-lost Cocktail Daoist suddenly said angrily, but it frightened Xu Ao, and the bronze sword in his hand that was unwrapping the cloth bag almost fell to the ground: "Boy, pay attention, don't drop my sword!"
Xu Ao said angrily: "If you suddenly speak out, you are not afraid of scaring me to death." ”
"Alas, the old man is recovering his strength, and if it weren't for the fact that he was missing out on a great merit, he wouldn't have bothered to take care of you. In the sea of knowledge, the old man of the cocktail held a colorful glass pot in his right hand, and a beautiful jade wine bottle in his left hand, and the turquoise liquid poured down, even if Xu Ao just saw it in the sea of knowledge, he was also full of comfort.
"Alas, this heavenly immortal tea has not been drunk for a long time. Although this sea of consciousness is only an illusion of illusion, it can still be recalled. The old man poured the tea in the wine bottle in one gulp, and did not care whether it was reasonable to drink tea in a wine bottle with a wine bottle.
The old man of the cocktail reminisced for a moment and shook his head: "It's still not as good, it's still not as good." ”
"You just said a great merit?"
"Yes, it's a great merit. The old man put away all the miscellaneous items and stood alone in Xu Ao's void-like sea of knowledge: "Finding a way to save a few more unlucky ghosts with iron and blood is this great merit." ”
"Hehe, I thought it was something, but it turned out to be your sudden kindness. Even if you don't say it, I will save it when I can. "I didn't say half a sentence, I'm just afraid that if I can't save it, I won't save it if I kill it.
"Alas, foolishness. The merit I am talking about is the real merit! In the words of your world, it is the golden light of merit that has descended from the Kyushu Continent! If you can have the merit golden light to protect your body, the first advantage you have is that the reward and punishment immortal thunder will not hurt you. And the most useful thing for you is that the Kyushu Continent will be much less repulsive to you. Lao Dao paused: "Take the last time you were at Sunset Pass, if it weren't for the lack of skill of that small path, and the old man covering it up, you would have been cut down by that small path with a sword." If you can get more merit and golden light this time, even if the master of the trail comes next time, the old man will be seven or eight points sure that he will be able to cover up the past for you. ”
"That's not right. ”
"What's wrong?"
"Aren't you a self-proclaimed veteran? Why did you suddenly change your name to call yourself an old man? ”
The Cocktail Daoist forcibly endured the emotion of hating iron and steel, and explained: "The Tao is born from the heart, whether it is the so-called old man or the old way, it is just a title, just know that it is me." Doing what you want is the way of heaven. Remember the old saying, accumulate a lot of merits, and it will only be good for you. With that, Lao Dao waved his sleeves and pushed Xu Ao out of his sea of knowledge.
Xu Ao thought about it for a while, although this old way was mysterious and secretive, and it didn't appear in the past, but it didn't seem to have cheated himself when it appeared.
It's better to believe it.
It was night, the moon was shining, and it was still the same good weather as usual.
Occasionally, if you don't sleep and wander around, you can see Xu Ao carrying a box and going straight to the residence of the captain and the old man.