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??? From time to time, low-level demonic beasts appeared in the red and black mist of the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, roaring and running aimlessly, and the demonic birds let out a terrible cry in the air. Naturally, these low-level demonic beasts did not dare to provoke the monks, and the monks did not have the leisure to pay attention to these demonic beasts now.

The inner layer of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, which is in a regular triangle with the two monk camps, is called Hengduan Hill Stone Forest, and Zhou Qian led the remnants of the Nine Great Wars and the Pioneer Battalion to join Xiao Hongming's monk army and garrison here, preparing to stop the Demon Realm army again.

Xiao Hongming learned that Zhou Qian won such an unprecedented victory in the First War, and immediately invited Zhou Qian to be the deputy marshal of the coalition army to guide the military deployment. The leader of the Nine Great Wars and a group of main generals of the monk army immediately discussed and prepared for the battle, while Yu Jiansoul and Jiang Chen were ready to escort Lu Jian's coffin to the southwest camp with Jiang Chen with the wounded, and then diverted to the Western Regions Sword Sect.

The battle in the early stage had just ended, and the war clouds on the Hengduan Hills quickly gathered again. The monks did not flinch, because if they couldn't buy more time for the rear, then the True Martial Monks would either be enslaved and hunted to serve as a cultivation resource in the Demon Realm, or they would be driven into the sea on all sides of Warcraft Island. The end result can be imagined.

Mountains and rivers are still broken, and forests are destroyed and it is difficult to see the grand situation of the past. In the inner layer of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, the monk who looked down on life and death was suddenly touched by the solemn and sad scene of the pioneer camp, and under a white banner, accompanied by sad and desolate music, the spiritual position of General Lu Jian was clearly visible.

Yu Jiansoul and Jiang Chen originally planned to take only about 20 Lu Jian's personal guards to escort the body back to the southwest camp, but unexpectedly, the soldiers of the pioneer battalion voluntarily organized a team that stretched for more than ten miles to gallop in the sky to escort them.

Two days later, in the southwest camp, Lu Jian's coffin was sent to the camp in a hurry at thirty-three miles, and more and more monks rushed to see the excitement when they heard the news. Perhaps it was because the monks had not seen such a respected heroic soul for a long time, and the monks lined up to greet each other for more than 20 miles. The leaders included the disciples of the Sword Sect such as the Famous Sword Venerable and the royal monks of the Han Empire.

In the core rest area near the central hall of the camp, Liu Yizhi, who had been ill for several days, suddenly struggled to get up, and said to the black girl and Fang Minjia beside her:

"Yizhi has dragged down Minjia and the black girl in the past few days, it seems to be very noisy outside, what happened?"

"It seems that Lu Jian, the commander of the vanguard battalion of Yi Jiannan, the army of monks, was killed in the battle of Kashiwagara, and his subordinates sent the coffin to the southwest camp. Fang Minjia next to her immediately responded.

"Who is it?"

"Lu Jian, I heard that he is a disciple of the Sword Sect, and the disciples of the Sword Sect such as the Famous Sword Venerable have all gone outside the camp to greet him. The heroic soul of a monk is really rare to see. ”

"Lu Jian, woo...... Whining...... Lu Jian...... Woo...... Woo ............!"

Liu Yizhi suddenly cried loudly, Fang Minjia and Hei Niu somewhat understood that the relationship between Liu Yizhi and General Lu Jian was not ordinary. After another while, Liu Yizhi stopped crying, let the tears flow on her cheeks, and said to the two:

"Will the two younger sisters take care of me?"

At this time, Danyun Sect Li Qianhui happened to come in and said:

"Yizhi, don't move, you still need to recuperate. ”

"I'm the princess of Dahan, and I'm going to see Lu Jian. ”

Fang Minjia and the black girl hurriedly helped Liu Yizhi up and walked to the door, Liu Yizhi suddenly said softly:

"I'm going to wear linen and filial piety for Lu Jian, you two help me put on makeup and dress up, and be pretty. ”

"Yes"

Li Qianhui looked at Liu Yizhi's sad appearance, and heard that Liu Yizhi wanted to wear filial piety for Lu Jian. Immediately understand what is going on.

"Minjia, you go to Senior Yuan Chang of the Cold Moon Palace to ask for it, and then take it immediately. ”

"Yes"

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Lu Jian is the commander of the pioneer battalion of the monk army and Yi Jiannan's favorite general. Since the appearance of the Qinglong Gorge Battle of the monks' army, they have participated in more than 100 battles, but this time they died in Kashiwagara. Although there are dozens of monk generals like Lu Jian, the formation of the pioneer battalion this time is familiar and recognized by more people. In the middle of the Yu Dan cultivation, he went deep into the core area of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and many people were impressed by his courage. Because, the minimum cultivation of the pioneer battalion is also the early stage of Yudan.

The monk greeted the general's soul on his own, Li Qianhui and the black girl helped Liu Yizhi to the west side of the camp, Lu Jian's coffin had arrived at the door, and Liu Yizhi, who was dressed in linen and filial piety, broke free from Li Qianhui and the black girl and came to the coffin and knelt down.

"Woo...... Lu Jian...... Husband...... Liu Pei is here...... Woowoowoo......"

"It's the princess, the princess...... Woohoo......"

Around the coffin, Lu Jian's personal guards immediately knelt in front of Liu Yizhi to greet him.

"Woo ......"

"His Royal Highness the Bodhisattva's gentleman's sword, a breeze captures Aman. The gentleman's sword in front of the three rivers, and the gentleman treads the water to send the jade ring. Whining...... The capital city watched the lanterns and met Lu Jian, and he was happy to know that he was holding hands. The princess recruited relatives and passed the three levels, and the meteor chased the moon into Hongluan. Woohoo......"

"Woo ......"

As Liu Yizhi cried like a narration, like singing, there were tears in every word, and every sentence went into my heart. Everyone also wept sadly, and the Han monk even knelt down and wept.

"Woo...... Lu Jian...... Husband...... The emperor gave his relatives full wishes, and the husband and wife built a nest and returned to the countryside. The mountains and rivers are immortals, and the rivers are smiling. Whining...... The sea vows and the mountain alliance is the most affectionate, and it will last forever**. Jun said goodbye to the water of the River Styx, and constantly contemplated the soul flag. ...... Jun said goodbye to the water of the River Styx, and continued to conjure spirits...... Whining...... Woohoo......"

............ There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Thank you for your attention to Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Fairy Road, Pride Dripping Blood", and wish you all a happy New Year and good luck in the Year of the Horse. Welcome everyone to join the penguin group of "Fairy Road: Proud of Dripping Blood", if you like this book, please vote, scatter flowers, and click to subscribe to support Yingqiao Xiaosheng. Yingqiao Xiaosheng will do his best to follow up two chapters a day, trying to push "Immortal Road: Pride on Dripping Blood" to the pinnacle of Xiuzhen's masterpiece.

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When the heavens and the earth are endless, the heroic soul incarnates in front of him. Jiang Chen was also in tears at this time, and he was endlessly sad. The peachwood sword was waved wildly in the air, and after a while, it really gathered the soul of Lu Jian. After Lu Jian's soul bowed to the surroundings, he knelt in front of Liu Yizhi and kowtowed to him.

The cry was loud, and the sky was cloudy. When many monks saw this, they couldn't help but weep bitterly.

For a long time, Jiang Chen continued to dance the peachwood sword.

"General Lu Jian, the soul has returned to the origin. General Lu Jian, leaving the soul of the flag, the heroic martyr shook the sky. Lu Jian, this is the Five Ghost Talisman that Jiang Chen prepared for himself, the Spirit Realm can't accommodate you, you go to the Underworld to cultivate!"

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, a yellow paper golden talisman in his hand was aimed at Lu Jian's soul and scattered. The spirit rune immediately burned around Lu Jian's soul, and then turned into a five-colored ghost fire and swirled around.

"No, Lu Jian, come home with me, husband, Lu Jian...... Woohoo......"

"Yizhi, Lu Jian is dead, the demonic energy here is too heavy, and there is no place for him to requiem in the entire Warcraft Island. This sachet has the blessing of the superior Buddhist exercises, which can nourish his soul. But it's not sustainable. Before Lu Jian died, he told me to give the sachet to Han Cong. Maybe Han Cong has a way to send him to the underworld. Please forgive Jiang Chen for being too shallow to personally send his soul to the underworld. ”

Yu Jiansoul next to him was puzzled and asked:

"When a person dies, can't the soul go directly to the underworld?"

"It's true, but the soul has passed through the Nai He Bridge on Huangquan Road, Meng Po Soup, and has washed away the traces of the past life. Become a spirit who can't gather the spirit qi to cultivate on its own. Instead, they will be bullied by other ghosts. If you encounter meditation, then you will never recover. Yizhi, mourn!"

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to make a move towards the soul of the landing sword, and the soul of the sword and the five-colored ghost cremated the sachet that entered Jiang Chen's hand with a streamer. Immediately, Jiang Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, hurriedly grabbed a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and worked on the spot. Liu Yizhi saw that Jiang Chen was seriously injured because of this, and finally stopped grieving and thanked Jiang Chen.

The Lu Jian Spirit Hall is located in the central hall of the camp, and the purpose of the famous Sword Venerable is clear, that is, to use the power of Lu Jian's heroes to boost the morale of the Xiuzhen Realm, and to tell all the people that those who sacrifice for the sake of the True Martial Beast Island and for the homeland will be respected by everyone and future generations.

In front of Lu Jianling, the two female monks of Hei Niu and Dahan accompanied Liu Yizhi.

"Princess, take care of your body! Although the horse has fallen, there is still a chance to cultivate in the underworld, and we can meet again in the future. ”

"Life and death are boundless, how can you endure and say goodbye forever. It's so hard to meditate, it's hard to go to the sky!"

"What's so difficult about going to the blue sky, my sister is really funny. ”

"Princess, outside the Danyun Sect Lu Qingyun's seniors took the two of them to ask to meet. A Lu Jian guard came in from outside and said.

"Come in!"

After a while, Lu Qingyun came in again with a beautiful blue dress and an elegant temperament and a middle-aged man.

"I've seen Princess Dahan, I'm Lu Qingyun, this is Han Cong's sister Han Yixue, he is Lu Jian's uncle Lu Mingjie. I heard that the princess is Lu Jian's wife. ”

Liu Yizhi hurriedly stepped forward to salute and thank him, and Han Yixue and Lu Mingjie came to Lu Jianling to bow and salute.

Subsequently, Lu Qingyun said:

"The princess wants to send Lu Jian's coffin back to the Western Regions for burial?"

"Yes"

"Lu Jian is a descendant of my Lu family, and his uncle wants to take him back to the Lu family. ”

"The Lu family is in seclusion, and Yizhi and Lu Jian are nowhere to be found. Failing to meet the ancestral hall of the family, Yizhi felt guilty. It's just that Lu Jian once wanted to live forever in the Western Regions, and Yizhi wanted to fulfill his last wish. Yizhi also invited Sister Han, her uncle and her family to the Western Regions. ”

Soon, Lu Mingjie and several other Lu family disciples decided to escort Lu Jian's coffin back to the territory of the Great Han in the Western Regions with several Sword Sect disciples and some monks of the Great Han Dynasty, as well as Lu Jian's personal guards, along with Yu Jiansoul and Liu Yizhi.

Although Lu Jian's story is short, it should be very exciting. As a glorious scenery in "Immortal Road: Proud of Dripping Blood", it naturally will not end here. The three realms of immortals, demons, and underworld are fighting real martial arts, and Lu Jian will appear again.

...... There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Thank you for your attention to Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Immortal Road Pride Dripping Blood", and wish you all a happy New Year and good luck in the Year of the Horse. Welcome everyone to join "Immortal Road: Pride Dripping Blood", if you like this book, please vote, scatter flowers, click to subscribe to support Yingqiao Xiaosheng, and click the next chapter.

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