Great Sui Guoshi

"Old Toad, it's for you."

"roll!"

Taoist Toad kicked the spider's leg with his flippers, turned his face away while hugging the flippers, and Lu Liangsheng stared at the monster's stump, but unfortunately he couldn't do his best and let the opponent run away. He bent down and picked up the leg , and put the master on his shoulders, jumped to the bottom of the stone platform, and walked to the entrance of the cave.

"Master, do you have enmity with this demon?"

When he came to the entrance of the cave, Taoist Toad stepped down from his apprentice's shoulders, patted the dust on his jacket, and when he heard the word 'have hatred', he looked at the spider leg with disdain.

"When I was at the peak of being a teacher, I often broke her legs to eat."

Lu Liangsheng nodded. Although he was curious about Master's past, but Master didn't say anything, he didn't want to ask too much. He went to release Wang Banzi from the spider silk, returned to the old donkey, took the rein, and passed through the cave. He also heard some conversations.

"Then, who is the white-robed gentleman?"

On the rope hanging from the bookshelf, Taoist Toad climbed up the small door, panting and waving his flippers.

"An old man, I'm a bit tired of being a teacher."

After finishing speaking, he closed the small door and made no further sound.

Lu Liangsheng sighed, the master didn't want to say more, there might be something hidden in it, but it was the third time he heard the name Wusezhuang.

'I don't know if Monk Fajing, who has traveled around, knows. '

While thinking, I pulled the old donkey through the mottled gaps in the trees, and walked out of the forest. It was already dusk, and the red setting sun covered the green mountains with a layer of clouds.

In the bookshelf with the donkey's hips shaking, Taoist Ha looked at the mountain scenery outside through the gap in the fence of the small gate, and memories of the past flashed in his eyes.

That is, in the desolate northwest, a giant white wolf squatted on the top of the mountain looking up at the stars and the moon, howling.

Chapter 321 The White Robe Lord

The red western clouds floated over the mountain, the fiery red sunset reflected the mountains and forests, and in the evening mountain wind, the dense branches and leaves set off layers of ripples.

The tinkling copper bells rang on the Wanxia Mountain Road. The white-robed scholar sat on the donkey's back and closed his eyes, thinking in confusion. The blind old man leaning on a cane pinched his fingers to calculate the number of stones on the road under his feet, and walked over easily.

With the old donkey's ups and downs, and the slightly swaying bookshelf, Taoist Toad sat behind the small door, looking out at the mountains in early summer through the gap in the fence.

The sunset seems to melt the green of the mountains and plains into a brownish-yellow and desolate northwestern land, and the cicadas are singing and killing cries gradually come out in the ears.

"Don't leave that purple smoke demon—"

"Surround him! This evil monster eats countless people. Fellow Daoists, don't let him escape again, and cause harm to the world!"

"Monster! 760 lives in Fushan Town, waiting for you underground!!"

The clouds and mist in the mountains are long, and countless figures gather, or wander and disperse, waving the magic weapon in their hands to cover the sky and block out the sun, and beams of magic light hit the distant mountain top.

boom!

boom boom-

The mountain rocks shattered and exploded, and the entire mountain top was forcibly ground flat by the dense bombardment of the magic light. The air waves that were lifted swayed in all directions, and the surrounding forests were broken in an instant, and fell in pieces.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the old man standing on the top of the mountain, his robes fluttering, his beard and hair mixed with a little dust fluttered in the wind, his eyes were looking at the people from several sects below, without retreating in the slightest.

"Hahaha, how could this old man run away—"

With a flick of the wide sleeve, with the open palm, the black-patterned purple-gold gourd appeared out of nowhere, the stopper was removed, and thrown into the air, a cloud of purple smoke rushed out of the mouth of the gourd, rolling down the mountain like a wave overwhelming the sky.

"Fellow daoists, resist this poisonous smoke, the purple smoke demon way is at the end of its strength, and it won't last long!"

Sure enough, the purple poisonous smoke that swept in was controlled by everyone and used spells and magic weapons to resist the enchantment. In less than half a cup of tea, the monster on the top of the mountain began to tremble. He had devoured other people's cultivation base for many years, and there was backlash, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. , dyed the long beard red.

However, before the monks from the sect below rushed up to the top of the mountain, the vision under the sun suddenly became cloudy, and everyone turned their heads. In the northwest direction, yellow sand rolled across the sky and the earth, covering the crowd in an instant.

"what--"

Suddenly, a scream rang out in the vast sand and dust. A nearby monk tilted his head, and the fellow in his eyes was caught in the scream. His head fell from the scream, and bloody arrows rushed into the sky from his headless shoulders. A black shadow that seemed to be dragging a cloak rushed towards him.

The dazed monk's vision dimmed, and a brief sharp pain came from his chest, and there were countless voices shouting in his ears, which gradually became blurred.

"There's something in the yellow sand?!"

"...Not good, the helper of Ziyan Yaodao!" "Northwest, Huangsha, it's him—"

The cultivator in mid-air saw the black shadow clearly in the yellow sand. On the stream of blood splashed by the crowd below, the black shadow leaped into the sky, folded in mid-air, and flew to a nearby dry rock. A ball flew back to the man's cuff.

The figure with the back turned slowly, with majestic eyes, a high nose, wide mouth and a short beard, slightly parted lips, and a majestic voice.

"Old Toad, this king will hold Chengyun and Juling Mansion for you, and deal with the rest yourself!"

In the voice, he was covered with a shawl and cloak, and the snow-white fluff was fluttering in the wind. You don't need to look at him to know who it is. The old man on the hill over there nodded with a smile.

"it is good."

That time was the last time we saw each other.

......

The memory went back and forth, and amidst the tinkling of the copper bell, the image in Taoist Ha's mind was fixed on the figure on the dry rock.

Lord Baipao, a great demon who has lived many dynasties in the world, can be traced back to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The other party was originally a dead white wolf. His confused soul inadvertently inhabited a shrine that was worshiped by others, and absorbed the general guarding the border. The incense offered by the gods, combined with the bones in the coffin under the shrine, has achieved incense, demon power, and military commander's murderous aura in one body. After more than 300 years, it is more powerful than other thousand-year demon cultivators.

He even took the surname of Gongsun for himself. Daoist Hama asked him for the first time why he took this surname. The white-robed man didn't explain much, but just said: "When I was a beast, I had a master, just to commemorate it."

"Gongsun Liao."

Amidst the creaking bookshelves shaking, Taoist Toad, who was sitting cross-legged, murmured the name softly. Looking at the mountain scenery slowly passing by outside the fence, the bean-sized toad eyes were a little complicated and missed.

The message brought by the other party meant to let him return to the northwest.

Outside, the copper bell stopped, and the bookshelves were noisy, and then the disciple Sun Wang came running half blindly: "Master, Master told you to eat. I just passed by the stream and caught a fish."

Toad, who was still in his thoughts, came back to his senses, smelled the smell of fried fish, his serious expression suddenly disappeared, he pushed open the small door suddenly, lowered to the ground while hanging by the rope, untied the rope around his waist with a rustle, Excitedly, he flicked his long tongue and ran over, jumping up and down, waving his fins and shouting.

"Let the good student get out of the way, let me be the teacher... yes, put more salt to get rid of the fishy smell!!"

As for the thought of "going back to the Northwest" that I had considered before, I don't know where to go.

Lu Liangsheng had no choice but to hand over the spatula to the yelling master, and followed him half-blindly to help, took Toad's apron and handed it over, and the latter tied it on, looking intently at a fish in the pot.

The scholar retreated to the side, seeing the half-blind and master busy, too lazy to take a leisurely turn, took "Mountain and Sea Boundless" and sat aside to look at it. On the painting, the stagnant normal line connected to the altar of Mount Qingcheng, but there was no Mount Changyang. That kind of logo, only a small logo of the altar lights up.

Ok?

Staring at the top, I vaguely felt a wave of mana passing through the paper from the top, and the Nascent Soul Realm, which hadn't progressed for a long time, showed signs of loosening.

The mud road, the old pine, and the cool breeze of the sunset. Lu Liangsheng sat under the tree, and under the red glow, he used his magic power to explore the frame, and tried to extract it from the Ten Thousand Spirits Array in Qingcheng Mountain.

Not long after, a wisp of white air visible to the naked eye flew out, followed the magic power and merged into the scholar's fingertips and entered the body, blending with his own cultivation base, without any feeling of rejection.

"It still has this kind of effect..." Unintentionally probing, getting this way of improving cultivation made Lu Liangsheng laugh, and inhaled a little more, the two small fires on the altar gradually dimmed, it seemed that Those that need to be stored, Changyang Mountain...

The scholar cast his eyes on the larger sign above, and the mana he poked out with his fingertips, but what he heard was a strange and violent roar in his head——

"roll!"

It was as if someone was yelling in his ear, so startled that Lu Liangsheng almost threw the book away, only then did he remember that the altar was Xing Tian's head, so naturally he would not let him absorb mana easily.

'... If the mana there is extracted, it won't be Xing Tian, ​​the ancient god, right?No wonder, so fierce. '

Lu Liangsheng closed the book, this kind of thing can't be forced, without other people's permission, it is different from robbers and thieves, after thinking about it for a while, the food over there is also ready, Taoist Toad filled the fish, took off his apron, and waved at the apprentice flipped.

"Liangsheng, come and taste the craft of being a teacher!"

Wang Banyan held the plate and sniffed it, and let out a long sigh of "Ah--".

"Master's craftsmanship is hard to find in the world."

"You don't need to say, Liang Sheng knows about this old man."

Soon, after dinner, it was dark, and I went down the mountain in the dark, and hurried into Yancheng, a small county in Sichuan and Shu, no less than Chang'an and the capital of Tianzhi, there were few pedestrians in the night.

In the inn with lanterns hanging, the waiters walked past the empty tables with the dishes, the shopkeeper yawned and pressed down on the counter, watching the deal calculated on the account; The scholar and the old man walked in without knowing it.

"Guest officer, your dishes..."

After delivering the dishes, the waiter walked back and saw the old and the young coming in, he quickly took off the rag from his shoulders and wiped the tables and stools.

"Are you two staying at the hotel or eating? There are still vacant rooms, [-] cents per room. For dinner, our shop has soy sauce rabbit meat and spicy pork shreds. Both of them are good at the back kitchen of the shop, and they are delicious."

"I've eaten some outside, so I'll have two bowls of porridge and a vegetarian dish. Please help me send the old donkey outside the door to the backyard for me to feed some fodder."

Lu Liangsheng bowed his hands to the clerk, found a table at random and sat down, the customers were the only ones who entered the door, no matter how many dishes they ordered, the shopkeeper still brought an oil lamp and put it on the scholar's table.

"Two, if it's not enough, just ask the waiter to add more food."

"Thank you shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper smiled and chatted for a while, and went back behind the counter. The business of the inn is not very good, but there are three tables of guests, which is not bad, but the other two tables are all business travelers who came to sell goods, and they punched and spoke loudly.

"Drink later, let Lao Tzu take a break first!"

"Count, with your drinking capacity, I'm afraid you are from the north!"

"...I want to rest for a while about the northerners, but speaking of it, you came from Jiangdong, do you know that the north has started a war?!"

"I heard that there is going to be a fight. What, it's all fighting now?"

"Oh, you don't know it yet. I knew it when Hanchuan entered Shu. The Turkic army of 40 marched south, and wars broke out everywhere!"

"These Turkic people are damned, can't they let people live in peace?!"

"So, the dead Turkic people are the good Turkic people. By the way, how will the imperial court react? Will there be troops to meet them?"

"I don't know. I heard that soldiers and horses were mobilized years ago. There should be troops stationed at the border."

"That must be a fight! 40 Turkic people went south, I don't know if the court can resist it."

Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting at a table not far away, listened to the conversation between the two northern business travelers, and didn't even notice that the food was served.

The oil lamp on the table was flickering with light, and he was absorbed in his thoughts.

"I don't know if Qu Yuanfeng is on the front line. Although I taught him the magic circle, he is facing a Turkic army of 40. I don't know if he can win..."

'Hope to win. '

For some reason, when Lu Liangsheng heard the news suddenly, he had a bad premonition in his heart. His thoughts of thinking about the Ten Thousand Spirit Formation and the Xuanyuan sword scabbard before became worried about his apprentice.

After simply eating dinner and opening a double-bed room, a decision was made early the next morning.

North to the frontier!

Chapter 322 The One Who Resisted Strong Enemies For The Sui Dynasty

From April to summer in Chang'an, the white fish belly rising from the sky breaks a streak of gold, pushing the edge of darkness to spread in the city, and the birds fly over the palace buildings of the imperial city in the early morning.

Outside the Wenzhao Hall, the civil and military circles waiting to go to court gathered to talk. Around the end of the palace eaves corridor, the emperor came walking with his hands behind his back, and beside him was Yang Su, a younger brother of the clan, talking while walking.

"Are the towns ready?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, the troops in the border towns are ready. The crown prince is stationed in Luoyang, and he is well dispatched. The second prince's central army is also stepping up their drills and can support the towns at any time."

Yang Jian pursed his lips and walked past the guard, took a look at the sword on the opponent's waist, heard the words of the clan brother, put the sword back into its sheath with a 'clang', and continued to move forward.

"This is what they should do, and they should not be praised. As for the rampant Turkic Khan, I will beat them this time!"

He looked ahead, and several civil and military circles gathered outside the eaves slapped the stone pillar with his palm, his tone full of anger.

"When I was still a general in Zhou Dynasty, I heard a sentence a lot: "People in Zhou worry about eastward, and fear that Qi is close to him; Qi people in Western Yu, fear that Zhou is close." It's a shame!"

Bah!

Another palm slap, Yang Jian turned around and looked at his clan brother, "When Zhou and Qi were still alive, the two countries were afraid that the Turks would fall to each other, so they both tried to make friends with each other, make offerings, and use the wealth of a country to feed this Pack of wolves, hehe, how can the wolves be well fed, the only ones that are well fed can only be dogs!"

Yang Su lowered his face and bowed slightly, not daring to look at his angry elder brother. Even though he was successful in cultivating Taoism, he could be called a master, but after all, he was insurmountable by a courtier.

"Your Majesty, what I'm saying is that now that Zhou and Qi are gone, the Turks still compare us to the bullying of the two countries. It should be suitable for them to see what kind of giant the Sui will be after the unification of Kyushu."

"Let's go! The civil and military are still waiting for me, and you, the Duke of Yue!"

The emperor restrained his temper, turned around with his hands behind his back and walked towards Wenzhao Hall, and the voice was also heard.

"Duke Yue, keep up. When it's you and me fighting fists, don't fall behind!"

Behind, Yang Su straightened up solemnly. Although the two temples were gray, they seemed to have returned to the years when they attacked the Northern Qi together. The waiting civil and military officials entered the palace together.

Yang Su on the side raised his head, the sky had already brightened, shining on his face, his eyes narrowed, there is a wise king in the world, both civil and military, and the prosperous age in his heart is not far away.