That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 620

On the post road, the black pawns continued to move towards the Circular Mound Altar like a big wave.

The reason why there is no large group of cavalry is because in the densely packed army formation, there are not only Thunder Ballista specially designed to deal with monks, but also the Shenwei General Cannon. Take root on the ground and form a battle formation. When the time comes, the arrows and guns will be fired, and there will be a boundless purgatory in an instant.

Especially the Shenwei General Cannon, which uses Huoleizi as projectiles, is more powerful than simply detonating Huoleizi, and is not inferior to the full-strength shots of ordinary monks in the fairyland. Destroying the city and pulling out the mountain is just waiting.

The second is the Thunder Ballista. In terms of battlefield confrontation alone, it is not as far away as the Shenwei General's cannon. If the Shenwei General's cannon is one thing, then the Thunder Ballista is one point, and it is more effective to deal with monks.

In addition, there are also a large number of crossbowmen holding foot-operated heavenly crossbows. Although they are not powerful alone, but when they gather thousands of people, they swarm and shoot together, and their power cannot be underestimated.

Although such a large army is not enough to capture the imperial capital, it is more than enough to level the entire Circular Mound Altar. Even if there are several Earth Immortals in the Circular Mound Altar, it is doomed to be difficult to fight against it from the front because of the scruples of the sky above their heads.

As the army advanced, a flag with the word "Shuai" fluttered in the wind and snow.

Under the handsome flag, there is Qu Chang'an, who wears a strong and persistent spirit.

It's just that Qu Chang'an at this moment seemed to be a little bit wrong, his face was a little dull, and he sat on the horse without saying a word.

On the mount next to him was an old Taoist, wearing a Taoist robe with wide sleeves, with a fairy style, which seemed out of place with this army formation, but the surrounding soldiers turned a blind eye to this old Taoist, as if he did not exist.

At this time, the old Taoist was muttering to himself, as if he was talking to someone in the air, "Thanks to the prince's arrangement in advance, Pindao was able to restrain Qu Chang'an with the method of soul-stirring, and he has already led his army to the Circular Mound Altar. .It will take another two hours to arrive, when all jade and stone are destroyed, great things can be accomplished."

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The edge of Meishan.

Qing Chen reached out to catch some snowflakes, squeezed them lightly, they turned into snow water, and then sprinkled them in front of him.

The snow water turned into a water mirror, in which the figure was clearly visible, revealing every detail, far better than the bronze mirror, even compared to the glass mirror from the West.

Qingchen was looking at the water mirror, the scene in the mirror changed, and then a figure of an old Taoist appeared. The old Taoist was surrounded by iron armor, as if he was on the way of marching.

Qing Chen took a step back, while Lin Han came forward to the water mirror, and smiled at the image of the old Taoist in the water mirror: "This time there is Daoist Lao Lao, as long as the army is driven outside the Circular Mound Altar, even Xiao Xuan has other backhands, they are all useless, just beware of changes in the army, after all, leading an army is nothing more than cultivating Taoism and seeking longevity, a little carelessness will lead to disaster, the Dazheng needs to be careful."

The old Taoist in the water mirror nodded lightly, "Thank you for the reminder, my lord, the poor Taoist must remember it."

Lin Han said with a smile: "This king has forgotten that Dazheng followed Huaiyu to various places in his early years. He is also a battle-hardened person, so he will not understand these simple principles."

The old Taoist shook his head and said: "The poor Taoist followed the king of Wei back then, and what he did was doing clerical work. He didn't personally lead the army, so he is not as far away as the prince."

Lin Han laughed, waved his hands and said: "Let's stop flattering each other. One more thing, I got a message that not long ago, Xiao Xuan sent Han Xuan and Zhao Qing to inspect the Chinese army, so I think Xiao Xuan must have left behind in this army defending the imperial capital, this is what Dazheng must be cautious about."

The old Taoist straightened his expression and nodded solemnly.

Lin Han looked back at Qing Chen, "Master Qing, take it."

Qing Chen hummed, and the water mirror immediately shattered into countless drops of water, rolling to the ground.

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After the Taoist led down a thunderbolt with his own blood, he stood there and adjusted his breath silently.

After all, the next one is very likely to be a bitter battle involving life and death. He must adjust himself to the best state, and he cannot be ignored.

At this moment, a figure suddenly landed not far from the side of the Taoist.

The Taoist just opened his eyes slightly, and after a glance, he continued to close his eyes and concentrate.

The visitor was eight feet long, wearing a double-breasted Taoist robe, revealing a red chest, with straw sandals on his feet, and his messy hair hanging down casually. There is a Taoist in the capital who dares to act like this, and it is inevitable that he will be punished by the real person in charge of the precepts, but this person is undoubtedly a real Taoist, and he also has a six-character title of Dazheng on his head. for extraordinary.

He glanced at the Taoist who was closing his eyes and adjusting his breath. The appearance of the two seemed to be two extremes. One was like a fairy in the sky, and the other was like a street person on the ground. He was naturally the one on the ground.

In fact, the two came from the same master's sect, so they are the most direct brothers. After all, the Daoist family has a great career and many factions inside, just like a prosperous family in the secular world, with the same father but different mothers. Brothers with the same father and mother will also hold together separately, saying that one day is a teacher and life is a father, and the disciples taught by the same master are almost no different from brothers.

Gao Daoren smiled and said: "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your cultivation base has improved again. You have finally passed the hurdle of the fifteenth floor. Not to mention that you have completed the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Dharma, and you are expected to go further and achieve sixteenth floor." Lou's realm, did you get some great opportunity recently?"

The Taoist who was called "Senior Brother" did not open his eyes, and said softly: "Speak up if you have something to say, and don't flatter your horse."

Gao Daoren laughed, and said bluntly: "Brother, you are so straightforward, I just want to ask you, brother, what kind of promise did you get from that person when you came out of the mountain this time? So that I can check it out, brother, so as not to be fooled by him. "

The Taoist slowly opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and said calmly, "The Master of Yimai Peak."

Daoist Gao was startled for a moment, then shook his head and said, "How is it possible? The position of the peak master not only requires the approval of the head teacher, but also the joint discussion of the peak masters and the masters of the halls. Why does he make such a promise?"

The Taoist smiled lightly and said, "Master Uncle Bingchen was promoted to be the master of Tianshu Peak back then, did the real head teacher agree? Did all the masters of the peaks and the masters of the halls discuss it together? Wasn't it Master Tianchen's words? Arbitrary, now that the real head teacher is about to ascend, after he leaves, the new head teacher will take the big position for the first time, and the prestige is not enough, so naturally he has to listen to the opinions of us old people, the position of a peak master is not difficult."

The smile on Gao Daoren's face faded little by little, he lowered his head and calculated silently.

He seems to be a rough and reckless man, but in fact he is also a careful person. After all, few people who can climb to such a position in the Taoist sect are mediocre, just like Zhuge Gong, the former left governor of the Northwest Army. The incompetent rough and simple, but in the end he was the only one who was able to die in the position of Zuo Dudu, but those seemingly shrewd generals of the same generation died cleanly in several temple changes.

After a while, Daoist Gao raised his head again, and said slowly: "This is the pursuit of wealth and wealth. If one is not careful, it is inevitable that one will end up dead."

The Taoist looked down at the wound on his palm, and said in a low voice, "Back then, Daoist Master and Xiao Huang were seeking wealth and wealth. Besides, we have already arrived here, is there a way to turn back?"

(End of this chapter)