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Chapter 191 Approaching
Hearing a voice coming from one side, Yang Qing flicked off the sheepskin covering his head with a wave.

Immediately before the Turkic woman rushed out, he had already stepped into the yurt.

The boy in the corner had flushed cheeks, distorted facial features, his eyes were tightly closed, and his body was constantly twitching and wriggling.

Ignoring the Turkic woman, Yang Qing put his hand on his wrist, and the Changchun True Stream flowed into the meridians.

However, as soon as the true energy entered his body, he felt a faint inflammatory energy rising from the child's body. At first glance, it looked like he was feverish after catching a cold.

But after driving the true qi to dispel the flaming qi, and then went to investigate after a while, the latter appeared again.

With a change of mind, he immediately switched to Beiming Zhenqi, changed from suppressing to absorbing, and swallowed up that flaming energy in a blink of an eye.

The woman took her two daughters and stood beside Shi Feixuan.At this time, seeing his son regained his composure, he still lowered his voice to exchange a few words with Shi Feixuan.

"Brother Yang, how is the situation?"

"He's all right."

As Yang Qing spoke, he raised the boy's arm and pushed the sleeve to his shoulder.

I saw a faint handprint on his smooth skin, as if it had been squeezed out by someone.

"How is this going?"

Concubine Shixuan looked at the woman when she heard the words, the two talked for a while, she turned to Yang Qing and explained: "A passerby pinched it a few days ago, it wasn't intentional to hurt someone, it should have been done unintentionally."

"……wait for me."

Yang Qing was about to ask carefully, when he suddenly felt that the flaming qi wrapped in Beiming's true qi in the sea of ​​qi had not turned into his own true qi after being grinded several times by the former.

Instead, surrounded by the true energy of Beiming, he huddled into a ball, which meant self-government.

This is the first time this situation has been encountered since Beiming's magical powers were successful.

After getting up and walking out of the yurt, he returned to the snow pit and sat down cross-legged.

Then the mind sank into the sea of ​​qi, and directly sent the ball of flaming energy into the stars transformed by the Nine Suns Divine Art.

Once the two touched, it was like a raging fire cooking oil.

The nine suns and stars, which were originally fiery red and dazzling, immediately ignited, and the flames became hotter and hotter.

In the next moment, the rising zhenqi turned into streams of fire and poured into the meridians, and followed the "Nine Suns Divine Art" for a full nine times before calming down.

Feeling the lingering warmth of being roasted by the true qi of the nine suns, the ray of flaming energy in the sea of ​​​​qi has also disappeared invisible.

Yang Qing carefully observed the Nine Suns and Stars, and it seemed that there was no obvious change except for the self-activated rotation of the sky just now.

But when he sank his divine thoughts into the sea of ​​qi, and then concentrated on comprehending for a while, he realized that the flames manifested by true qi on the surface of the stars seemed to be a little lighter.

And the temperature is higher.

Perhaps that ray of flaming energy was too weak to cause more obvious changes in Jiuyang Zhenqi.

But even so, Yang Qing still found it incredible.

Ever since he practiced, he has relied on his own hard work for every trace of true qi, and even after he acquired the Beiming Divine Art, he was not greedy, just tasted it.

Besides, the Beiming Divine Art only increases one's strength, it has never had the effect of changing one's true temperament.

The flaming qi just now had the tendency to change Jiuyang's true temperament.

It's just that it's too weak to show any real effect.

Right now the origin of this flame is a mystery, but it has something to do with fire, and he can't help but think of the Turkic Martial God, Bi Xuan.

Standing up and jumping out of the ground, Shi Feixuan was standing beside her.

Seeing Yang Qing's appearance, she said apologetically, "I was careless."

"I can't blame you." Yang Qing explained: "There is a flaming energy dormant in this child's body, but that flaming energy seems to have spirituality.

As soon as your qi reaches it, it dissipates, and then it resurfaces again.What's more, it was unintentionally spread by other people, and the breath was weak, so it was difficult to attract attention. "

"Not only that." Shi Feixuan frowned and thought for a moment, "It seems to be attached to the body's essence, so it is difficult to remove, and it is easy to be ignored."

"Do you think it has something to do with Bi Xuan?"

"Impossible." Shi Feixuan denied, "Although Bi Xuan's "Sun Yang Qi Gong" is extraordinary, it does not have the ability to stay in the meridians of the human body for a long time and coexist with the human essence.

In Chang'an, I saw you fight Chao Gongcuo, the kung fu you used at that time was not weaker than him in terms of power.

Besides, I asked carefully about the marks on the child's arms just now, but they were just randomly patted by people who passed by here a few days ago.

If that person had fought against Bi Xuan, it would be impossible for him to go so far with Yan Yang's true energy. "

"This is weird..."

Yang Qing thought about it for a while, but he had no way of guessing, so he could only put it down for now.

"It's getting late, let's go."

At this time, the falling snow in the sky gradually slowed down, he greeted and continued to set off with Shi Feixuan.

The Turkic woman waited for the child to wake up in the yurt, and heard no movement outside for a long time, and went out to search around but did not see the two of them again...

After walking north again for a day, the two finally arrived at Saiyinshanda.

At noon, the sky gradually cleared up, and yesterday's heavy snow seemed to have little effect on this place, and the snow was obviously much thinner.

In some places, it only reaches the ankle, and you can see the golden sand below after kicking away the snow.

"Saiyinshanda is one of the driest cities in Turkic. A few hundred miles further north is the Kherlen River, and the surrounding snow is covered with deserts."

Standing on the slope of Saiyin Mountain several miles away, Yang Qing looked at the "city" surrounded by rough wooden fences and yurts.

Compared with the cities in the Central Plains, it looks more like a crudely built camp, but on a larger scale.

At this time, although there were pedestrians coming and going inside and outside the camp, the number was very small.

However, according to Yang Qing's perception, there were at least 3000 people ambushing in this place that seemed to be deficient in defense and undermanned.

"Xingyan has been here before."

Concubine Shi Xuan raised her head and looked at the dozens of vultures circling in the sky, nodded and said: "Although there are no corpses around, and the blood is covered with snow, it is obvious that many people died before."

Just as they were talking, dozens of Turkic cavalry who were cruising around the east and west sides of the camp had already spotted them, each whistling and galloping towards them.

"It came just fine."

Yang Qing went forward to meet him, and captured one person before all the cavalry gathered. Then he and Shi Feixuan bypassed Sai Yin Shanda and went up to a high slope in the north.

Under torture, he finally got the exact whereabouts of Pei Xingyan.

Pei Xingyan attacked Saiyinshanda five days ago, robbed countless sheep and servants, and even killed the six hundred Turkic soldiers who were guarding, and then led them away to the north.

Among them, the master of Saiyin Shanda, Bagutori Khan's family, dozens of members were also killed by the knife.

Bagutuoli is a relative of Jieli's family, and the blood is in the same line.

Although they only control a small tribe in East Turkic, they have a noble status.

In addition to the tribe that was ravaged by Pei Xingyan before, this is already the fourth Turkic nobleman who has been exterminated. From this, one can imagine the degree of Xieli's anger.

At this time, a mighty horn sounded from below, and more cavalrymen who had been ambushing for a long time began to pour out of the camp.

After pinching the neck of the man in his hand, Yang Qing casually threw the body down the slope, let him roll to the rest of the Turkic soldiers who were chasing him, then turned and left.

Shi Feixuan seemed to disapprove of his disregard for human life, but she just frowned slightly and followed without saying a word.

Another day passed, and the landscape beneath the two of them had begun to change.

Snow-covered hills rise in front, and the undulating snow lines at the top are reflected by the sun under the tile-blue sky, like silver dragons galloping.

When the two passed through the hilly area of ​​more than ten miles and climbed to the top of the last one, their vision suddenly opened up.

At the foot is a strip about [-] feet wide, lying quietly on the ice surface winding eastward around the snow hills, and on the other side is an endless snow field and a large pine forest.

And in the sky farther away, Yang Qing vaguely saw a high mountain covered with glaciers and snow rising from the ground.

"This is the Kerulen River."

"Shi Zhixuan knows how to choose a place, but I don't know where he hides."

"Many years ago, when his martial arts was not great, he was able to escape the pursuit of the four holy monks. Even Ning Daoqi couldn't do anything about it. It can be seen that he has the ability to hide."

Yang Qing had experienced Yang Xuyan's ability to restrain his breath in Luoyang, Shi Zhixuan will only be stronger in this respect.

"I'm going to find Pei Xingyan first, I'm afraid I can't follow you to him."

Concubine Shixuan shook her head and said, "I never thought that I would see him as soon as I got here, but I know he will definitely come to you, so I just need to follow you."

"Maybe he is hiding in the dark and watching me."

Shaking his head, Yang Qing plunged down from the top of the hill and glides towards the other side of the river.

People were in mid-air, when they suddenly heard the faint sound of weapons clashing deep in the dense pine forest in front of them.

After searching for so many days in the dry snow field, it was the first time that I felt that I was about to reach the end.

He regained his energy and immediately rushed into the pine forest.

With several ups and downs, not only the sound of weapons clashing in front became clearer, but also bursts of shouts of killing began to come intermittently.

Boosting his true energy again, Yang Qing's figure almost turned into a streamer in the forest, disappeared in place in a flash, and was already hundreds of feet away when he appeared.

After crossing a few unusually strong pine trees, he finally saw the two sides of the fierce battle clearly in a forest mixed with blood and white snow.

Both sides were wearing cotton clothes and leather jackets from the Northland, but the more than a hundred people surrounded in the middle were obviously from the Central Plains.

Yang Qing stepped on the snow without a trace, walking like a ghost.

When they walked outside the encirclement surrounded by many Turkic soldiers, no one noticed that there was one more person behind them.

It wasn't until he shuttled forward among the crowd and reached the open space where the two sides were facing each other that no one was surprised.

"Is there anyone from Luoyang?"

In the midst of the fierce battle, his voice was like thunder on the ground, and it was poured into everyone's ears in an instant, shaking the surrounding pines and cypresses and falling snow.

"You...you are...the emperor!"

Suddenly, an excited voice with a crying voice came from the crowd.

Yang Qing looked sideways, and saw that the speaker was covered in blood, his cotton coat was torn, and his hair was disheveled and knotted.The face has not been washed for an unknown period of time, and the oil and mud are arranged in sheets, which are almost unrecognizable.

Fortunately, he had a strong memory and good eyesight, so he vaguely remembered that he had seen this person beside Pei Xingyan, but he didn't know the name.

Seeing that his eyes were red and everyone around him seemed to see a savior, Yang Qing smiled and asked, "What's your name? Where's Pei Xingyan?"

"Little General Guan Yun, General Pei...General, he brought a strong enemy to Chita Mountain for us!"

"Chop him!"

While the two were talking, the surrounding soldiers also reacted.

In Yang Qing's mind, he saw a Han man dressed in Turkic armor slashing at him first, and shot a sword energy with his backhand to penetrate his head.

The sword energy pierced through the seven people backwards one after another, then drilled out from the void and exploded on the tree trunk behind.

But maybe he moved too fast, and the rest of the Turkic soldiers who were mobilized to kill again seemed to turn a blind eye, and they still raised their swords and guns, shouting to kill.

"Protect……"

The moment Guan Yun opened his mouth, Yang Qing had channeled the Nine Yang True Qi from his feet into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, countless snow in the forest turned into crystal water droplets and floated in front of him.

As the true energy of the sunflower in the sea of ​​qi was stimulated, Yang Qing also raised his hand and swiped in the void around him. When touched by his true energy, the water droplets immediately turned into pieces of ice and shot out!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The seemingly endless piercing screams resounded through the forest, and before the oncoming Turkic soldiers could react, they fell back violently as if hitting an invisible arrow, and then hit the ground.

"……emperor."

After finishing the words, Guan Yun held up the long knife in his hand and stared at the nearly a hundred corpses lying on the ground in a daze.

When he looked at the hole between the eyebrows of the corpse, the frost-white cold air came out, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Seeing Yang Qing waving his hand like a rock piercing through the sky, killing people like mowing grass, all the surrounding soldiers were horrified, they stayed where they were and did not dare to move an inch.

Melt snow into water, then condense water into ice, and finally beat it out with hidden weapons.

This series of actions seemed incredible, but it was actually not difficult for Yang Qing.

It's just that his opponents in the past were far from comparable to these ordinary soldiers in front of him, so he was rarely used.

But it doesn't mean you haven't thought about it.

His infuriating energy is unique, and there are many changes that can be made by combining with each other.

He doesn't know how much he still has in his mind, which seems to be a means of responding on the spot.

However, at the current level of martial arts, he has gradually grown disgusted with the wanton killing of ordinary people.

If the two sides were not hostile and had to be deterred, he would not want to kill people indiscriminately.

His eyes flicked across the trembling Turkic soldiers, and Yang Qing's eyes flashed green, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Get out!"

His voice was full of anger, and also influenced by the Falun Dafa, no matter whether he could understand Chinese or not, he could understand what he meant.

In the next moment, whoever in the crowd started to drop their weapons first, hundreds of people scattered like an avalanche and ran away cleanly.

At this time, Shi Feixuan also chased up, and looked at the corpses all over the floor, frowning even deeper.

Yang Qing glanced at her, then looked at Guan Yun indifferently: "How is Pei Xingyan doing?"

Guan Yun also regained his composure at this time, but he became more cautious when speaking: "Back to the emperor, General Pei originally wanted to take us to the north to bypass the Turkic encirclement and find a place to hide.

Wait for the limelight to pass before finding a chance to return to Luoyang.

But a few days ago, suddenly a man came chasing him alone, killed dozens of people without saying a word, and then broke into the army to kill General Pei.

But that person lingers around like a ghost, and every time he shows up, dozens of people die.

More than 200 people were killed in just two days. "

Yang Qing frowned and said, "It's Bi Xuan."

"Young general doesn't know." Guan Yun shook his head and said, "But every time he appears, his surroundings are as hot as a furnace, holding a heavy spear, and no one can block his blow."

"That's Bi Xuan, you continue to talk."

"Yes, General Pei felt that he was entangled with him and couldn't escape, so he divided the army into eight teams and broke out in different directions."

Being entangled by someone like Bi Xuan, Pei Xingyan can still escape for a few days, it can only be said that his subordinates really risked their lives to protect him.

This is also the result of the former not having such light skills as himself, and using devious methods in the face of an army of thousands of people.

"How many people are in your team?"

"I'm waiting for a team of 500 people, and General Pei led a thousand people to the north, toward Chita Mountain."

"That's a total of [-]. No wonder Bi Xuan wants to avoid it. Chita Mountain? Is it the one in front?"

"Exactly."

Yang Qing nodded: "I see."

After speaking, he looked at the team of more than a hundred people left in front of him, who looked like beggars, which showed how difficult the road was.

"emperor!"

Just as he was thinking, Guan Yun folded his fists and fell to his knees: "The young general dares to ask the emperor to save General Pei!"

"I came here just because of that stupid boy." Yang Qing waved him to stand up: "What are your plans?"

"Don't worry, the emperor, the young general has lived and died in Mobei for more than two months, and he has figured out some ways. Many of the brothers behind me have been in Turkic for a long time, and they know how to survive."

"In that case... I'll take a step ahead."

As soon as the voice fell, the other person had disappeared in place...

(End of this chapter)