Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 80 Outside the city of Yongzhou, summoning souls and offering sacrifices to heaven

The civil official in Tsing Yi gritted his teeth, straightened his robes, and then glanced at the middle-aged warrior holding a broken knife, Wei Guozhonglin Hou Huazhende.

At this time, Hua Zhende's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Helian Jishu who was walking slowly.

The civil official in Tsing Yi took a breath and said loudly: "If Helian Jishu came here on your own behalf, think about it yourself, are you worthy of the eldest princess?"

"Marquis Chonglin knew that asking the eldest princess to marry would offend you and Beidi, but he still sincerely asked to marry him. This is the way to treat each other sincerely!"

The sound resounded through the street, echoing in the cool wind.

Behind Helian Jishu, the phantom of the blue wolf condensed into shape, raised his head to the sky and howled, his eyes were blood red.

"Brother Helian, you shouldn't have come." A figure flew down from the roof not far away, and spoke lightly.

"Helian Jishu, long time no see." At the end of the avenue, a white-haired old man in a brocade robe and carrying a large wooden box on his back came slowly.

"Baigong Palace, Mo Shen."

"Great countryman, Zhen Changyun."

Behind Helian Jishu, the green wolf screaming into the sky, turned into a blue saber, and the person followed the saber, with the aura of the saber flying horizontally, and the light of the saber shone ten feet!

"boom--"

The long knife collided with a black iron ruler, and the strong wind shattered the hibiscus trees on both sides of the road.

The broken bluestone strips tore apart the bodies of the scattered horses.

The white-haired old man with the wooden box on his back stepped back ten feet, with a serious expression on his face.

The speed of the long knife continued to slash forward, the light of the knife converged, and the aura of the knife became fiercer.

Those Habayashi guards in front of the blade and Chong Linhou who was holding the broken blade felt their bodies were being pressed down by the weight, and their legs trembled.

Even at the level of a martial arts master, he has no power to resist in front of a great master!
This is the Grand Master!

The figure on the roof stepped down, raised his palms, and the golden mysterious light interlaced in the palms, turning into a round wheel of eight trigrams.

"Lianqian, Duankun, Lihuo, Yin—"

The wheel of gossip reveals the blending of martial arts true energy and immortal true energy, with cloud patterns on it, blocking the light of the long sword.

"Crack-"

The gossip collided with the sword energy, and the gossip shattered inch by inch.

Although the wheel of gossip was cut to pieces, the saber qi also scattered, turning into saber qi and dissipating.

With one blow, the two great masters of martial arts just took it.

"Gossip in the palm of your hand, martial arts with long clouds, good tricks!" Helian Jishu shouted loudly, he kept on stepping, dragging the long knife in his hand, the blade drew long marks, and shattered pieces of bluestone.

"Helian Heavenly King Qinglang roars to the sky, sword breaks and flows clouds are unparalleled in the world, and the rumors are true." Zhen Changyun, who was wearing a black robe, also shouted, and the gossip between his hands gathered again.

On the side, the old man carrying the wooden box threw out the iron ruler and a golden wooden chisel at the same time.

Three great masters of martial arts, in this border town, let's fight!
……

Three days later, news of the First World War in Yongjia Town reached Luojing.

Helian Jishu, the Heavenly King of Beidi Town, intercepted and killed the marriage envoy, and seriously injured Hou Huazhende, the Zhonglin Hou of Wei State, who came to Zhao State to marry the eldest princess Zhao Ciyu.

Mo Shen, the master of the Baigong Palace in Wei State, and Zhen Changyun, a great scholar of the state, tried to intercept him, but they failed.

Three martial arts masters fought against each other, the light of the sword and the power of the gangster scattered, the rocks split the mountain, and half of Yongjia Town was reduced to ruins.

In the end, Helian Jishu retreated safely in front of the two great masters.

The courage of the king of Beidi town can be seen from this.

After Zhang Li read the description in the note in his hand about the battle of the three great masters, a flame rose from his fingertips.

Helian Jishu will most likely come to Luojing.

This is the judgment that Taoist Qing Xun left behind the note.

If this person comes to Luojing, do you want to meet for a while?
……

Luojing, the imperial capital of Zhao Kingdom.

Princess Palace.

"Auntie, Heavenly King Helian is here for you, right?" Zhao Yuyan, who was wearing a long red dress and a blue-gray cloak over it, raised her head and said softly.

Zhao Ciyu, who was seated above, lost his focus and shook his head slightly.

"Great master, what do they want to do, how do I know?"

Hearing her words, Zhao Yuyan's eyes showed slyness, and she whispered: "Auntie, what you mean is that even if he came to snatch the marriage, there is nothing you can do but be snatched away by him?"

Robbery?

Zhao Ciyu's face flushed slightly.

Back then, if he was willing to rob...

No, all he had to do was nod back then.

Turning his head, Zhao Ciyu looked at Zhao Yuyan.

A flowery age, a jade-like face.

Does this girl know what marriage is?
"Yuyan, this marriage..." Zhao Ciyu spoke softly, but didn't know how to continue.

"I know, I'm married to the grandson of the Wei Kingdom." Zhao Yuyan waved her hands casually, with a smile on her face.

"Be obedient and be the wife of the emperor's grandson, and maybe she will become the princess in the future."

"Although the state of Wei is in the northwest, the wind is cold and dry, but it is not impossible to live in."

"Although I can no longer go back to Luojing, and I can no longer see my father, queen, mother and concubine, but..."

Smiles slowly turned to tears.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, I didn't think so far.

But an imperial edict made her marry a foreign country and never return.

What's more, the matter of marriage involves the two countries, who can guarantee that the two countries will not have disputes for decades or hundreds of years?

Once there is a dispute between Zhao and Wei, she, Zhao Yuyan, has no value in marriage.

Life and death are not in their own hands.

Looking at the tearful Zhao Yuyan, Zhao Ciyu let out a long sigh.

She walked this way.

Now, I don't know if I will do it again.

The most ruthless emperor's family, for the sake of the country, these royal families can be used to sacrifice time and time again.

"I've made up my mind, I won't refuse the marriage." Zhao Yuyan stood up slowly, wiped away her tears, and then looked outside the room that was already somewhat cold.

"But I want to keep Qingyue out of the Town Demon Tower."

"Otherwise I won't marry."

Seeing Zhao Yuyan walk out of the hall, Princess Zhao Ciyu shook her head slightly.

Born into a royal family and a woman, who can control their own life?
As for Zhao Yuyan's desire to exchange for Qingyue who was suppressed in the Demon Suppressing Tower to come out, it is even more impossible.

The demon, after entering the demon town tower, it is impossible to be released.

There are some things that even the emperor can't do anything about.

That is, the matter of the Great Master Realm.

Zhao Yuyan, who walked out of the eldest princess's mansion, sat on the frame and opened the curtain, showing a trace of complexity on her face.

This bustling city is full of prosperity, and it is less time to see it by yourself.

"Leave the city and go to the Luoshui River." She said softly.

The frame turned around and headed out of the city.

The guards behind the frame also followed quietly.

It was not until the edge of Luoshui that Zhao Yuyan walked to the river bank alone.

The green willows have long since withered and turned yellow, but the silky twigs seem to have revealed greenness.

Winter solstice, spring comes.

"I heard that there are no willows along the river in the state of Wei..."

Reaching out to stroke the willow branches, Zhao Yuyan whispered softly.

"The Princess doesn't want to marry to the Kingdom of Wei?" A voice sounded behind Zhao Yuyan.

"If the princess is willing to do the poor monk a favor, the poor monk can come forward and use the power of my Xuankong Temple to force Zhao and Wei to change their marriage strategy."

Zhao Yuyan turned her head and saw a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with a smile on his face and clasped hands.

Behind the monk stood a young man with a gun in black military uniform with a serious expression on his face.

"I recognize you." Zhao Yuyan frowned.

She looked at the young man with the spear on his back, and anger flashed across her face: "You were the one who sent Qingyue into the Demon Town Tower!"

Above Luoshui, Jiang Yuanjing, the silver gun envoy of the Zhenma Division, sent Qingyue, who showed a demon body to dispel the demon aura, into Jingyuan Temple.

"If I don't make a move, she has already been taken away." Jiang Jingyuan looked indifferent, and said loudly: "Her blood of the demon clan is an inevitable treasure for those who practice demon law."

Zhao Yuyan was slightly taken aback by his words.

Is it possible to send Qingyue to the Zhenyao Pagoda, or is he saving her?
"You can ask for my help, but you have to agree to one condition." Zhao Yuyan looked at Monk Zhiran and said in a low voice, "I want Qingyue to return."

Hearing her words, Jiang Jingyuan frowned.

"Haha, it's a trivial matter." Monk Mingran clasped his hands together, then raised his hands and said, "Then please come with us."

Take a trip?
That doesn't work.

Just as Zhao Yuyan was about to say no, she suddenly saw a golden light in Monk Zhuran's eyes, and then her whole body trembled, and her whole body went limp.

Monk Liaoran stretched out his hand, and Jiang Jingyuan, who took a step forward, grabbed Zhao Yuyan's body first.

"We don't have the ability to bring back the demons that were sent to the Demon Suppressing Tower." Jiang Jingyuan looked at the monk clearly.

"Monks don't tell lies, you shouldn't lie to her."

Monk Liaoran laughed, glanced at Jiang Jingyuan, and shook his head: "I didn't lie to her, I didn't say when will the herring demon be released."

"Perhaps, there will be a chance in a hundred years?"

After finishing speaking, he moved and landed on the withered willow branch, and then walked away on the waves.

Not far away, Zhao Yuyan's guards rushed over.

Jiang Jingyuan's eyes fell on the back of Monk Lianran, watching the black lines on his neck flickering away, and his eyes revealed depth.

demon pattern.

Knowing the demonic poison on the monk's body, he was almost unable to suppress it.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and with a movement of his body, he took Zhao Yuyan in his arms and walked across the Luoshui River.

……

Princess Yuwang was kidnapped, and this incident caused an uproar in Luojing.

When King Yu went to the imperial city to cry, the emperor was furious and ordered Jing Zhaoyin to retrieve Princess Yuyan within a day.

Jing Zhaoyin had no choice but to slap sideways at the Chaoyuan Hall and turned a corner to report that this matter was related to the Demon Slayer League formed by the prince, and it was not under the control of his Jingzhao Mansion.

The grounded prince was summoned into the palace by the emperor to scold him, but the prince said that it was the walking disciple of the Xuankong Temple and the silver spear envoy of the Zhenma Division who shot, and he could do nothing.

He has been confined to the East Palace these days and has done nothing.

In the end, Emperor Yujing summoned the master of Jingyuan Temple and the masters of the royal family's worship hall, and asked them to find Princess Yuyan as soon as possible.

This is related to the face of the Zhao family.

It's just that it was difficult to find traces of Monk Liaoran and Jiang Jingyuan in the Jingyuan Temple and the Royal Family Shrine.

In Jingyuan Temple, in Zhangli's small courtyard, the master of Yuanwu Hall, Chu Yuanding stood quietly with his bow.

Beside him are Zhang Chu and Zhuo Yun.

"Mr. Zhang, according to the information obtained by my cousin Yuanwu, the monk and the guy with the spear went to Yuancheng Temple outside the city."

After Chu Yuanding finished speaking, he looked up at Zhang Li.

This news should be very valuable, right?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have personally sent it to Jingyuan Temple.

"Zhuo Yun, please ask Zhong Yuanhe from the Demon Town Tower to go."

"Hallmaster Chu did a good job. Here are two talismans to protect your body, and a pill that can improve your cultivation."

The pill and talisman flew down in front of Chu Yuanding who was full of surprise, and when he looked up, Zhang Li was no longer there.

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Outside Yongzhou city.

The flood has receded, but the mottled and devastated remains are still there.

The gray-black mud dried up, and a long water line was printed on the three-foot-high city wall.

In the distance, the big river is still running, but it is less pale and yellow than before, and it looks much calmer.

On the surface of the river, on a three-foot-round stone platform about Zhang Xu above the water, Zhu Yunshan in a yellow robe stood solemnly.

In his hand, a small sapphire sword flashed with aura.

Hundreds of feet away, there were ships of all sizes just now. The soldiers and boatmen on board all raised their heads, looking at the immortal master on the stone platform.

This is the altar built by the immortal master Zhu Yunshan, who said it was an altar to commemorate the people outside Yongzhou who died due to military disasters and floods.

In order to build this altar, the army stayed on the outskirts of Yongzhou City for seven days without attacking, and several boats of bluestone were sent from the river.

On a three-story tower ship, Wu Wang Zhao Cheng in black armor stood with his hands behind his back.

Beside him was Su Ming who was dressed in a scribe's green robe.

On the other side was King Yu's heir, Zhao Ji, who was dressed in a gray brocade suit, leather armor, and his hair tied up with an iron crown.

There are also two generals in blue armor standing behind.

They are the senior generals of the Habayashi Guards, and they are also the leading generals in this counter-insurgency.

"Your Highness, if Mr. Zhu's sacrifice fails and he can't break through Yongzhou City with the spirit summoning technique, what should we do?" The general behind King Wu glanced at Zhu Yunshan on the stone platform, and said in a low voice.

His name is Wang Ping, he is the commander of Habayashi Wei Zuodu, the fourth-rank general Zhenwei, and Yun Weibo.

"That's right. Although Mr. Zhu and others in the immortal world have extraordinary means, what he said about attracting souls and breaking the gates of Yongzhou City is really a bit mysterious."

Another warrior also whispered.

Just because of such illusory things, the army surrounded the city for seven days without attacking.

It's absurd to say such things.

If the soul-calling technique fails, wouldn't the army and King Wu who commanded the army become the laughing stock of the world?

This one is also the commander of Habayashi Guard, and also a fourth-rank general, named Xue Wangchuan, Zhao Guozhong Yibo.

Habayashi Wei was originally the personal guard of Emperor Zhao, and all the generals were nobles who lived with the country.

Both Xue Wangchuan and Wang Ping were Dukes of the Zhao Kingdom, but as the titles passed on, their achievements were not enough and they lost the honor of Dukes.

Naturally, they are also eager to revive the family with military exploits.

"Uncle Loyalty and Uncle Yun are right. We can't put the outcome above the Misty Immortal Dao." Su Ming turned around and said softly.

What he said made Xue Wangchuan and Wang Ping's eyes shine.

"Your Highness, if you want to attack the city, the last general is willing to be the vanguard!"

"Your Highness, the last general promises that the city gate will be captured within a day!"

Both of them clasped their fists together and shouted loudly.

For them, only military exploits are the way to get promoted.

Seeing that there is only one city left in Yongzhou, if there is no great contribution, when will he be able to become a Marquis?

Below the first floor, the soldiers guarding the ground showed excitement when they heard the two shouting.

"You two uncles, Su Ming admires your courage to fight." Zhao Cheng, the king of martial arts in front of him, did not speak, but Su Ming spoke softly.

"Just do you know that the food and grass of the army will be cut off in three days."

Food and grass cut off?

Xue Wangchuan and Wang Ping shuddered and their eyes widened.

As a general in the army, he certainly understands the consequences of cutting off food and grass.

If the food and grass are cut off, the [-] forest guards and the [-] reinforcements and rebels gathered from all sides may be defeated in an instant.

"Why, how could this be..." Wang Ping paled and muttered in a low voice.

"If it weren't for the fact that we couldn't gather food and grass, we wouldn't see Yongzhou City standing still." Zhao Ji, who was in charge of military supplies, sighed.

As long as he has a little way, he will not let the army be short of food.

"My lord, since food and grass can only last for three days, why waste the seven days—" Xue Wangchuan stopped suddenly before he finished speaking, and looked at Prince Yu's son Zhao Ji at the side.

"There's not enough food in the army to sustain a big battle, so these seven days were dragged out..." As the leading general, he naturally understood this.

Without fighting in the army, less than [-]% of the daily food consumption is required.

If the war starts, they will have to go all out to supply food and grass every day.

If you want the soldiers to attack the city, they must have enough to eat.

In other words, in fact, the food in the army is not enough, so I choose not to fight.

"Yeah, but if we drag it on like this, we can only last for three days. After three days..." Xue Wangchuan's face turned pale.

He didn't dare to think, after three days, the food in the army was exhausted, how would the tens of thousands of troops survive?
"If there is no food after three days, I will destroy the city alone." In front of him, the voice of King Wu Zhao Cheng came.

"Ugh-"

Ahead, there was a low whistling sound in the void.

The voice seemed to be crying, and it also seemed to be whispering.

In a radius of a hundred miles, the situation is changing.

Standing on the stone platform, Zhu Yunshan's eyes were shining with fire.

He raised his hands, and there were streaks of golden streamers shining in his palms.

Immortal seal rune.

(End of this chapter)