Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 166 Thousands of Li Fulong, a promise not to fight

Those monster mutants not only became horrifyingly different from the world in appearance, but also their fierce movements and vigorous vitality also shocked Wu Pingqiang and other aboriginal masters.

Even though they were overwhelmed by the exhaustion of Luoyang, An Feiyu, Wu Pingqiang and others spent nearly two quarters of an hour to eradicate all these monster mutants and wipe out their vitality.

Everyone went to the granary to put out a fire again, and before they had time to slow down for a long time, they heard two bad news one after another from the communication jade tablet.

One is from Li Gong, and the other is from General Yin. On the other two routes, they encountered monster mutants, but they failed to seize the opportunity. They took advantage of the timing of the first appearance of monsters to intercept and kill them. Now there are nearly two hundred monsters in total. People are not humans, beasts are not beasts, and they have all scattered into the wilderness, destroying the road and rushing to Chang'an.

The pursuers on those two routes have already divided up their forces again and pursued them tail-to-tail, but the situation is extremely grim.

When they first heard the news, Wu Pingqiang, Jiang Jiusi and the others subconsciously went to see Guan Luoyang. The impression and expectation left by Guan Luoyang's performance just now were too deep.

It's just that they quickly realized that if those monsters were still together, maybe Guan Luoyang could do the same old trick again, but now, they are all scattered, unless there is a way to clone, otherwise even Guan Luoyang can't do it. I can only try to track and kill them one by one.

Such an arrangement by the members of the Demon Cult also seemed to indicate that in the process of rushing to Chang'an, they had far greater patience and a more urgent desire to destroy than expected in advance.

Before the main meal of Chang'an's assassination arrives, this chase that has to continue will be more tortuous and longer than imagined.

However, the devastation caused by those monsters in various places also provided Guan Luoyang and his team with a target to rush to help.

The three communication jade cards, together with the highest-level emergency communication channels of the inner guards of the Tang Dynasty, made countless news like snowflakes flying in these channels leading to the Guanzhong land.

In addition to the three-way chasing soldiers who originally set out from the Eastern Capital, government offices and guards in various places have also received reminders.

The scorching sun is shining brightly, and the fast horses are coming at a gallop.

The inner guard in black and strong clothes, carrying the emergency documents and the bamboo tube sealed with red wax, looked at the ferry from his horseback. took a boat.

The boatman was taken aback by him, and was about to ask questions, when the inner guard had already smashed the oar into the water, the wooden oar mixed with internal force, did not smash down indiscriminately, but was obviously not inferior to these boatmen's proficiency.

The white waves surged, and the boat shot away with arrows. The boatman lost his footing and fell into the water.

In a short while, the boat had chased several miles away, and was less than a hundred feet away from the grain transport fleet.

Suddenly, people in the fleet fell into the water one after another, not one or two, but only one ship, and dozens of people fell into the water.

Starting from the leftmost ship in the fleet, followed by the second and third ships, it seemed that they just blinked their eyes, and when they looked again, more than a hundred armored soldiers had already fallen into the water.

On the remaining grain transport ship, someone obviously noticed something was wrong, and the sound of shouting and warning was directly transmitted to Baizhang away.

With a red-tasseled gun in his hand, the food security officer leaped between the masts of several ships, with agility and extraordinary internal skills, as if he had discovered something, he shot and killed one of the ships.

The black-clothed inner guard could see that the red-tasseled spear in his hand suddenly accelerated and bent into a strong arc when the food security officer was in mid-air.

A burst of flames erupted from the blade of the gun, mixed with the red tassel on the tip of the gun, dazzling and dazzling, roaring towards the cabin.

But just before it touched the cabin, a stream of cool water-colored sword energy flew out, cutting the air straight and cutting off the gun and the person.

It wasn't until after falling into the water that the grain guard's body was separated, and a large mass of red was smudged.

The cabin of that ship quickly became riddled with holes, and the sword energy inspired from the inside, some small and sharp, would shoot through anyone who wanted to get close to it, no matter how brave the soldiers, how sophisticated the armor and weapons , in front of that kind of sword energy, they are all like empty and flimsy paper.

Some sword energy, however, the farther it flies, the bigger it becomes, the cool water color, faintly transparent, cut off a corner of the bow, split the cabins of other ships, cut off the mast, and even blasted a big hole from the side of the hull.

Those large ships full of food entered the water one by one, slowly tilted and sank, and the people on board either turned into corpses, or jumped into the water to escape in a hurry.

A sword energy flew over from a distance, flying over a distance of hundreds of feet, like a huge glass flake flashing past.

The small boat, which was still a hundred feet away from the grain transportation fleet, was split into two from the beginning to the end, and then the hull that was split into two halves exploded into palm-sized pieces of wood, scattered on the surrounding water.

But the inner guard in black had already jumped into the water and disappeared.

In the only large ship with thousands of holes in the top of the cabin, but the bottom was intact, many pockets of rice were cut by the sword energy, and purple-black rice grains poured down like running water.

Shao Lingxiao's sword fingers fell down, Zhang Yang's black robe became soft and docile, and the hem of the robe touched the wooden board on the ground, watching the rice fall on the ground and pile up into hills.

That day, the fire at the Luoyang granary was extinguished too quickly. Although he didn't witness it with his own eyes, Shao Lingxiao could easily estimate the losses caused by the fire.

——It should be about ten thousand stones.

This level, for a granary, may be enough to make people feel heartbroken, and the symbolic meaning of the fire in the world's first granary will also bring a lot of trouble.

However, only a small part of Datang's annual grain was classified as stored grain, and a loss of a small part of this small part was nothing more than superficial for the entire Datang.

After today, it will be different. With the addition of this fleet, ten thousand shi will immediately become one million and one million shi.

"Master."

Zhu Linlang walked into the cabin, cupped her fists and saluted and said, "This is the only ship left in the whole fleet."

Shao Lingxiao nodded, stepped forward, caught the dripping rice grains with his right hand, and quickly filled a handful, the cool and dry rice continued to slide down from the periphery of his palm.

He withdrew his hand, lowered his head and sniffed the handful of rice, smiled inexplicably, turned his palm sideways, and watched the rice grains slide down, leaving a lot of purple powder marks on the skin of the palm of his hand.

This kind of purple-black rice is not dyed in this way by dyes, but is a natural, ancient food that looks the same inside and out.

The Southwest has a long history of planting rice. Among the terraced fields with gurgling water, the unique climate environment promotes the local production of full-grained, mellow and rich grains.

However, the differences in varieties, regions, and cultivation levels make the most ordinary food crops divided into many grades, and the most high-grade is this kind of purple rice.

In the land of the Six Commandments in the Southwest, all kinds of fragrant rice, including purple rice, were paid to the Demon Cult General Altar every year.

Shao Lingxiao still remembered that every year when this batch of tribute rice was first delivered to the main altar, according to the rules, part of it would be allocated to those congregants who were not of high rank, but diligent and commendable, often accompanied by some coins, The rewards of pills and exercises.

When he was a child, he liked to go to the cliff behind the main altar of the Demon Cult, overlooking the mountains. Looking down, there were only mountains and abyss, and in the distance, there were only wild rocks and forests, but one hundred, One thousand, until the inaccurate amount of cooking smoke will eventually exceed the peak of Cangdai, until it connects with the clouds in the sky.

At that time, the master, who was so old that he was forgetful, would take the trouble to tell him that in the Kingdom of the Six Commandments and among the [-] mountains, wherever there is smoke rising from the kitchen, they are his future people who support the sect. The place of worship is the soil that breeds boundless and free people.

"Messenger of the West, when I made this plan to burn the granary, Motian decided to let you carry it out, and you did not hesitate at all when you took over the task."

In Shao Lingxiao's expression, there was still a lingering reminiscence of the past, "But I'm a little curious now, do you really have no opinion on our behavior?"

Huo Luo Dao, this organization that is now completely regarded as the remnant of the Demon Cult by outsiders, has actually been in the Central Plains for a generation since it came from the Western Regions.

Among the sub-altars they set up in various places, many of the lower-level congregants were born and raised in the Tang Dynasty.

But among the real high-level leaders of the general altar, until Ye Motian implemented reforms and compiled various new religious regulations, more than [-]% of them were still controlled by people from the Western Regions.

Today, among their top management, [-]% are evil masters absorbed in recent years, [-]% are from the Western Regions, and [-]% are former members of the Demon Cult.

Zhu Linlang is a native of the Western Regions. Although he is completely dressed like a commoner in the Central Plains, his facial features are slightly different from those in the Central Plains, hidden by his smoky blue beard and hair.

Compared with those evil ways in the Central Plains, people from the Western Regions like him can better understand Shao Lingxiao's mood when he asks himself.

Many countries in the Western Regions are under perennial conquests, because the territory of each country is not large, and some even have only one or two earthen cities, so it is relatively common for the people there to destroy the country.

However, countries are divided into big and small, but people's hearts are not so different.

Some countries in the Western Regions that have survived more than a hundred years by chance have formed a recognition of their own country. When they were wiped out, the remnants' desire for revenge was also so strong that they did not hesitate to show what they saw. Everything is burnt out.

Compared with these old departments of the Demon Cult, the only difference is that the subjugated people in the Western Regions often do not have the ability to put their biggest and destructive ideas into practice, and their opponents are mostly confined to desert oases. A country, not a vast empire like Datang.

Every time Zhu Linlang thought of this, she felt like sighing in her heart.

After Yemotian's drastic reforms, Huoluo Dao's strength has expanded to this point in the past ten years. If you are willing to go to the Western Regions, even if you unite the countries, it will not be impossible to form a country that is stronger than the Six Edicts in ten or twenty years.

It's a pity, just because Zhu Linlang can understand that kind of mood, I understand better how difficult it is to get their eyes off the enemy when Shao Lingxiao regains the ability to act and when Ye Motian regains this confidence in revenge. One thing... Even Datang is the same.

"The deputy leader has a great kindness for me. I made an oath 15 years ago that I would go through fire and water for him for the rest of my life, and I will not hesitate to do so."

In the end, Zhu Linlang only answered in this way.

"15 years ago, oh, was it because of the Kucha incident?"

Shao Lingxiao patted the purple rice noodles on his hands and said, "It was a fluke for the Gucha Guoshi to become a master, and he had some ambitions to suppress the surrounding tribes, but one of them was on the way to sacrifice At that time, he broke in and broke the most sacred custom in history, and he did not hesitate to fight to the death, but he slaughtered the whole family..."

Zhu Linlang heard this matter again after many years, still clenched her fingers a little bit, almost into fists, and said, "The leader also knows about this matter?"

"At that time, you were not an envoy, and Xu Miyuan was unwilling to take revenge for you guys. After Mo Tian heard about this, he took you to assassinate that person."

Shao Lingxiao shook his head, "Do you know that Motian was not entirely for you at the beginning, but because the method used by that person to become a master was handed down from my teaching book, and there have been several generations of masters in the teaching , are all achieved by the sword formula of life and death, not through the method."

"Mo Tian was very displeased. He felt that no one in the sect could achieve success, and those outside the sect were even more unworthy. He sent fourteen letters to harass me, so I went to learn that exercise, and then told him what to do. Only then can we kill the person who has become a master with that method."

Zhu Linlang didn't look surprised.

When Da Motian told others that the Kucha national teacher happened to be insane, he gave them the chance to assassinate him, but as a person accompanying him, he recalled repeatedly over the years, and he had already guessed that that person would be insane, and with the night Ferris can't get away with it.

"In any case, the kindness of the deputy leader is real. If it weren't for him, I would not be able to take revenge even today."

Shao Lingxiao smiled and asked, "Then do you think we can take revenge? To be honest."

After pondering for a moment, Zhu Linlang replied, "When the leader recovers from his injuries, he should be [-] to [-] percent sure of assassinating the emperor."

Shao Lingxiao said again: "Is it enough to take revenge on only one emperor?"

Zhu Linlang said: "If you want to take revenge on the entire Tang Dynasty, compared to the current action, it is better to go to the Western Regions, unify the countries, and gradually plan after it grows."

Shao Lingxiao: "Even if the barren lands of the Western Regions can be conquered and unified, it will take at least 20 years of hard work if you want to train your troops to become stronger. Ten years have passed, and in another [-] years..."

Twenty years is not a long time for a supreme master.

Shao Lingxiao did not lack this kind of patience. If he was willing to express his opinion, then Ye Motian would only follow this opinion.

It is a pity that there are many, many people who cannot wait 20 years.

Shao Lingxiao didn't say these words again, he slashed down with his sword, sank the boat transporting tribute rice, stepped on the wooden board, and took Zhu Linlang across the river.

On the other side of the river, Qiu Ruzui, Qin Jianshusan and the four attendants were already waiting there.

Shao Lingxiao led them along the bank, and when he saw the outline of the city wall, he turned away from the river and turned towards the city gate.

They were supposed to pass through the city, but when they passed by a restaurant, there was a tangy aroma coming from inside. Shao Lingxiao looked sideways, and seemed to be attracted by this aroma, and led everyone into the restaurant.

The main room of the restaurant is very open, besides the tables and chairs guests, there are also many staff walking in a hurry, and there are many wine jars piled up near the counter.

What's new is that in the corner of the main room, there are several small stoves, and some guys are covering things with barbed wire and roasting.

The snow-white beef tendons, bright red beef and mutton, and tender yellow goose wings soon turned greasy and yellow in their hands. When the oil and water dripped, the charcoal flame slightly lowered, and when it rose, it also brought out a little Burnt.

But the most eye-catching thing is not these things, but a bright red mushroom.

The seasoning was sprinkled and the charcoal fire was messy, but it couldn't cover the bright red that the mushrooms showed more and more on the fire after being sliced.

As soon as Qiu Ruzui saw these things, she stroked her flat stomach and said, "I'm really hungry, Master, what do you want to eat?"

Shao Lingxiao chose a table to sit at, pointed to the mushrooms, and said, "Let's do that one first."

The clerks in the store saw that they were extraordinary, and one of them was waiting beside him, and immediately said with a smile on his face: "Guest officer has good eyesight, this red fairy is the only one in the world, but it is a treasure that can only be found in the forests of the Western Mountains here. It can only be found in May and June every year."

"Besides, when the red fairy just came out of the ground and was hidden under the dead leaves, it grew extremely slowly, and would be trampled and damaged if it was not careful. Once the time came, it would emerge in the rain and grow extremely fast. Within two hours, if it grows to the size of a baby's fist, and the canopy is fluffy, rolled up, and aged, then it cannot be eaten, and it must be picked in time."

"There is only one piece in the sky and the earth, heh, among the [-] mountains in the southwest, things like this are not uncommon." Shao Lingxiao said, "But these are indeed picked just right."

The clerk smiled all over his face: "The guest officer is really well-informed, and he also knows things in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Qiu Ruzui ordered a few more dishes, and the guy rushed to work.

The guests at the next table were drinking and started talking about sex.

One of them, a one-eyed man with a dart pouch on his waist, said to the people at the same table: "Speaking of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there has been a lot of trouble recently..."

The person sitting opposite him rushed to talk: "I know, when the leader of the Southwest Demon Sect came out of the rivers and lakes again, Laojun Mountain was raided, and Tianfang Daoist fought with the leader of the Demon Sect and broke the void. I heard about this two days ago. That demon It was Huo Luo Dao who taught the remnants of evil to be in collusion, and the head of our sect had already contacted the inner guards a while ago. There's a lot of piety going on."

The one-eyed man sighed: "This matter of you is already an old calendar. Just now, I heard with my own ears in the government office that the demon cult demons really created a group of demons, wearing furs, horns, and scales. It's strange, there are many routes from Dongdu to go to Chang'an, burning, killing and cannibalizing people along the way, doing all kinds of evil."

"The government office will mobilize everyone to take care of the granary. I will go there after I finish drinking."

The person at the table was stunned: "There is still this matter, why don't you invite me?"

"Hehehe, I'm not saying that, it would be great if Brother Li was willing to go."

The one-eyed man picked up the wine glass, "We'll go together after this pot is finished."

Shao Lingxiao looked at them with great interest, and said: "My dear friends, I heard that the monster of the Demon Sect has rough skin, thick flesh, and infinite strength. He is comparable to a first-class master, and he really can eat people. Don't you have any fear?"

The one-eyed man smiled boldly and said: "Brother, I have invited you. It is said that those who are righteous get more help than those who are unjust. It is true that the Demon Cult is vicious, but after all, it is weak."

"There are so many bloody men in various parts of our country. Even first-class masters are rare, but after being reminded, they gather together and wait for work with ease. They are many enemies and few, and they are of the same mind. If you want to kill one or two monsters, what is there to be afraid of?"

Shao Lingxiao agreed greatly, saying: "That's right, the Devil's Cult has so many masters, if they gather together and sneak into Chang'an, that's all. It's really stupid to divide up their troops to kill and loot everywhere."

"In today's world, besides the border, there are several routes and areas between Dongdu and Chang'an. The martial arts factions are the most prosperous, and there are many masters. In the past, Cui Lingfang, the Duke of Qinghe County, seemed to have such a saying , Seventy percent of Tang masters are in Guanzhong."

He sighed slightly when he said this, "But I also heard that most of the masters in Guanzhong are wise and protect their lives. It is not easy to establish themselves here in the Golden City and the Land of Abundance. They are all wise people. Are they willing to take risks?"

"The Tang Dynasty is a country of etiquette. They exercise restraint on weekdays, not because they are afraid of trouble, but because of etiquette."

A voice outside the door took over the question and answer.

The handsome and extraordinary musician, dressed in brocade and holding a pipa, stepped into the main room of the restaurant, looked at Shao Lingxiao with a pair of eyes as deep as water, and said, "The demons released by the Demon Sect this time set fire to the warehouses, spread over the houses, eat Human flesh chews on human bones and enters the stomach whole, and wherever it passes, bloody and tragic scenes are unbearable."

"The etiquette in Guanzhong will never be imposed on them, and the sword in Guanzhong will never be stingy with beheading their heads."

Shao Lingxiao clapped his palms and said with a smile: "The three armies serve their lives, serve their meritorious deeds, and dare not die. Ten years ago, the war was like this, so it's not worth talking about. But if ten years later, the folk masters acted spontaneously, they would dare to meet the monsters and die. Then I should toast them."

The musician stroked the strings, and said: "I'm afraid we can't bear the wine of the leader. If there is a bit of respect from the enemy, how about asking the leader to listen to my song?"

"Chang'an's pipa is famous far and wide, but the music is too dull. Let's make a bet."

Shao Lingxiao said, "You are separated from your friends for the time being, but you seem to think that there are many comrades in Guanzhong, so bet that when your song is over, how many people you don't know will dare to stand by your side. How many people, I promised not to shoot for a few days."

The people at the table with the one-eyed man had already heard that something was wrong, their expressions changed several times, and they stood up holding their dart bags: "Are you..."

Shao Lingxiao picked up a chopstick and tapped it on the wine glass.

Ding!
A circle of ripples swayed and expanded into a loud rumbling noise. The roof of the restaurant was shattered and overturned in all directions.

The one-eyed man and the others, with their head and feet at both ends, rolled a dozen times like a windmill, but when they landed, they felt that their injuries were not serious, and they only vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

"Go, go to the whole city, go to the outside of the city, and find someone who you think dares to come."

They heard the voice.

"Shao Lingxiao is here, who would dare to look for it?"

(End of this chapter)