The first cause of all realms

Chapter 660: The Best Sword in the World!
"As Junior Brother has seen, this is a request for help, and Junior Brother Wanwang weighs the pros and cons of it..."

The words stop here, there is still a lot of analysis, but Yang Jue just glanced at it and didn't take a closer look.

Because Qi Wensheng couldn't bear it any longer:

"My lord, Uncle Feng's letter is asking for help, right?"

This is not difficult to guess.

Not long after the war outside the Great Wall started, Feng Junzi sent eight requests for help in the name of Fang Zhenghao, and spread them widely, intentionally or unintentionally.

Among them, one went to Longyuan, four went to the imperial court, and two went to Linlong Dao City and Jing'an Mansion respectively.

The last letter was to spread throughout Baizhou and even Longyuan, calling on people from the Jianghu and local heroes to help the border.

The effect is naturally there, and it is huge.

The battle of Liuji Mountain is only more than seventy years away. At that time, there were ten rooms and nine empty houses, and the world's untold misery is still imprinted in the hearts of the people in Longyuan and the Northwest.

Not to mention far away, Lu Qingting also brought a group of Taoist priests from Hanging Mountain to the border to help. It is said that half of them were killed or injured...

"He's really calculating!"

After receiving the letter, Qi Wensheng's expression sank.

Thousands of words were eloquently spoken, and Feng Junzi bitterly stated the pros and cons, many of which he could not refute, because the mountain was broken, the sky wolf invaded, and the Northwest Road was also the first to bear the brunt.

only……

"Aliens invaded, we should have been duty-bound, but at this moment, the imperial court pointed directly at us. We have less than 20 soldiers and horses, and most of them are new troops who have not entered the battlefield. We really have the intention and are powerless..."

It was difficult for Qi Wensheng to say these words, but he had to say:
"Moreover, that Fang Zhenghao is definitely not an ordinary general. As far as I know, there is a shadow of a powerful force behind him..."

gratitude?

friendship?

Qi Wensheng didn't believe it at all.

Fang Liexue, who was killed by Yang Yu, was the only successful heir of the younger generation of the Fang family in Baizhou. With such hatred, how could they hope to shake hands and make peace?
"Banshan Pass..."

Yang Ju was silent, thinking about Feng Junzi in his heart.

Xu Wenji adhered to the principle of teaching without discrimination, and he never distinguished between the noble and the humble, the wise and the foolish in his study and lectures throughout his life. Therefore, there are poor people like Wang Muzhi under his family, and there are also bastards from aristocratic families like gentlemen.

Also like the Fifth Jie, the eldest son of a great family.

Xu Wenji never had the intention of forming a party, but simply studied and taught scriptures. Therefore, his six most outstanding disciples were not all from the same path.

On this point, it can be seen from the fact that he contacted Junzi Feng several times, but the latter ignored him at all, and it can be seen that this person is not optimistic about himself.

In fact, in the past few years, Baizhou is close at hand, and none of the disciples of Lanshan Academy has entered the northwest...

"grown ups?"

Seeing that Yang Qiu was silent, Qi Wensheng's heart tightened.

"In your opinion, what should I do?"

After regaining his senses, Yang Qiu asked.

"Mobilize the army to defend Yanzhou. First, to resist the imperial court's conquest army. Second, if there is a loss in blocking the mountain, then..."

At this point, Qi Wensheng paused slightly, and said:
"If the mountain pass is broken and the imperial court remains indifferent, and we still have the strength to spare, then you will lead the troops into Baizhou to fight against the alien race and win the hearts of the scholars and people of Baizhou..."

Yang Ji asked again:

"If there is no spare energy, what should we do?"

"Then, we can only defend Yanzhou, use the banner of fighting against alien races, call on the heroes of the world to come to the northwest, and force the court to truce..."

Qi Wensheng said calmly without any hesitation.

He naturally knew how Ru Lin would criticize him if these words were spread now, but he didn't care.

"It is indeed the words of the old man seeking the country."

Yang Jian had no choice but to nod.

Based on the current situation, this is already the best choice.

Different from Feng Junzi's good policy, which only talks about its disadvantages, and the bottom policy only talks about its benefits, what Qi Wensheng said, the advantages and disadvantages are clear at a glance.

only……

"You overlooked one point."

"What, what?"

Qi Wensheng was slightly taken aback.

"Natural disasters have been going on for years, and there is chaos inside the pass, so why isn't it a mess outside the pass?
In the past 20 years, there have been no less than ten bloody conflicts in the Golden Tent King's Court, and the Great Khan, the left and right Khans, have changed countless times..."

Qi Wensheng frowned deeply.

"This time when Sirius went south, he did not see the elite of the Golden Tent Royal Court. Most of the tribes they raised came from the white mountains and black waters. All the forces in the country are watching and waiting..."

Yang Jue's voice was very calm, but Qi Wensheng broke out in a cold sweat.

"If the mountain barrier is broken, the Golden Tent King's Court will definitely respond. At that time, the aliens we will face will be ten times more powerful than those outside the barrier today, and they will also be ten times more elite!"

"This……"

Qi Wensheng's throat was a little astringent, and he looked at his lord in surprise:

"you……"

"It's actually not hard to guess. It's just that you don't have any information about Beyond the Great Wall, so you thought it was just a big southward raid..."

At this point, Yang Jue paused slightly:
"Teacher Yi, that's what I mean too..."

"in this way……"

Qi Wensheng felt relieved:
"According to what you mean, it is..."

"Everything, wait for the news from Senior Lin..."

At this point, Yang Jue's eyes became very cold:

"Before that, we have to catch the pig dog who spread the plague behind..."

……

……

boom!
Like a meteor falling to the ground, the ground trembled like a tide, and smoke and dust rose into the sky along with the snow.

And higher than this snow wave was Nie Longtian's frightened and angry cry.

"Lin Daoren, I will kill you in the future!"

In the roar.Nie Longtian's figure was like lightning, piercing through the wind and snow, and swept away at a high speed amidst a series of explosions.

His speed was so fast that the gust of wind blew down the big trees beside the road in pieces.

"If you want to divide life and death, why do you need to come to Japan?"

In the snowstorm, Lin Daoren let out a smirk, and stepped forward to chase after him.

The strength of a martial sage is not only the will of martial arts, but the sublimation from the outside to the inside, like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate, the difference between one line and the other is almost two worlds.

This chase had lasted for more than twenty days, and the two had fought no less than a hundred times, among which Nie Longtian was seriously injured by him thirteen times.

But his vitality was extremely tenacious, and he almost suffered a disadvantage after rebelling against the Jedi again and again, even several times.

However, with his familiarity with fighting between martial saints, this situation no longer exists.

Nie Longtian's 13 serious injuries were all due to fights in the next few days, but today, he is already fully confident!

boom!
The thunder exploded, and the air exploded like thunder.

In an instant, the two fought dozens of times, from the ground to the sky, across tens of miles of land, wherever they passed, if they were shaken by the strength of energy, they would all be shaken to powder.

A quarter of an hour later, Nie Longtian, who had not recovered from his injuries, fell to the ground again, coughing up blood, frightened and embarrassed.

"Too deceiving!"

Fierce rays of light gushed out from his body, accompanied by the ascension of blood energy, there was an indistinct aura of supernatural power.

"Magic?"

Lin Daoren sneered, and was about to kill him, when he suddenly felt something and stopped.

Nie Longtian also noticed something and stopped.

The two looked towards the south in no particular order, but they saw a white-clothed swordsman approaching in the wind and snow a hundred miles away.

But the attention of the two of them was naturally not on him, but on the long sword held in his hands.

It was just an ordinary black iron long sword, but the two of them clearly felt a sword intent that was cold and dull, but extremely sharp.

"Mu Qingliu!"

The pupils of the two people who were on the verge of fighting were shocked.

"Two seniors."

Holding the long sword in his hand, Chu Tianyi made a vibrating voice with his breath:

"Please stop for now."

"give up?!"

After being startled, Lin Daoren raised his eyebrows suddenly, his eyes flashed indifference:
"If he wants to give up on the poor, will the poor have to give up?"

"Senior, ask yourself about it..."

Chu Tianyi sighed, and with a light throw, the long sword with sheath flew into the air.

Zheng!
A sword sound seemed to be there, but it seemed to cut through the wind and snow with its invisible sharpness.

Jian Wuyan, but at this moment Nie Longtian felt that a pair of eyes were watching this place from an unknown distance.

Calm and quiet, but it made people's breathing hard, as if a sword light was pressed between the eyebrows, the heart was cold, and the back was cold.

"Mu Qingliu..."

Lin Daoren's five fingers clenched tightly, then loosened again, his right palm protruded forward, his five fingers flipped, like sparks blooming:

"Just about to try the 'Sword God' trick!"

……

……

Huhu~
Outside the customs, the wind and snow are getting smaller, but the bitter cold outside the customs is still heavy with snow.

On the leeward side, tents stretched for more than ten miles, and any tent was crowded with soldiers. They kept each other warm, listening to the sound of the wind, their eyes glazed over.

"Damn weather!"

Leaving the warm big tent, the handsome and noble young master frowned immediately, he was not afraid of the cold in his newly transformed body, but he could still feel the coldness.

This made him very disliked.

"Young master, the lord calls you to hurry over..."

In the wind and snow, the nine-foot burly man 'Na Sha Kuang' carrying a mace, said in a loud voice.

"I'm only a little short of breaking through the barrier and cutting off the heads of those damned wise people to make wine glasses. Why did he come?!"

'Na Shabi' was full of anger.

"The casualties are too severe."

The rough man's voice was a little low, and his face was bleak.

It only took more than a year and three rounds of siege from the high fighting spirit in the past to the frightening one now.

For more than a year, under the command of 'Na Shabi', they launched three sieges against Fang Zhenghao, and the results were shocking.

Apart from him, the only one who participated in the siege survived was Wanyan Keng who put poison in the distance...

"Come here!"

'Na Sha Bi' still wanted to vent, but upon hearing this cold reprimand, he immediately lowered his head, unwilling to do so, but had to shut up.

This tent is located in a remote place, almost at the edge, and there is only one nearby, lonely.

And the inside is not too big.

There were only two people sitting opposite each other, one of them had a gloomy complexion and a cold breath, it was the Zuo Khan King 'Nayudu'.

Snapped!
The heavy slaps almost exploded the head of 'Na Shabi'.

"Damn it! If it wasn't Mr. Ri Fifth, you almost missed the important event of 'Palace Master'! This king killed me..."

'Nayudu' looked ashen, and wanted to make a move, but was held back by the scabbard.

"After all, it's a great martial artist who changed blood, so it's a pity to kill him like this..."

The fifth white eyebrow glanced at the father and son coldly:

"My 'Wanwen Pill' happens to be short of a boy to make medicine, how about..."

　Good night……

　
(End of this chapter)