Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

What are the characteristics of the Three Thousand Battalions?
Powerful, oppressive, invincible.

These are the public's views on the elite force of the Three Thousand Battalion.

But in fact, the King of Han once told Zhu Qianyun that the Three Thousand Camp was actually nothing like she imagined. In fact, the Three Thousand Battalions have only one characteristic.

Orders and prohibitions.

Absolute orders and prohibitions are the only reason why the Three Thousand Battalions can become the three major camps of the Ming Dynasty.

The order of the King of Han is absolute, and advancement is advancement. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead, these black-armored warriors will calmly walk into it. If the King of Han asked them to retreat, even if the blade could cut off the enemy's head by advancing half a step, they would not hesitate to withdraw the short sword. They are like the arms of the King of Han. Once they are displayed, they will be the same as the King of Han. One body.

When orders and prohibitions were taken to the extreme, they were three thousand battalions.

But···
"Something's wrong."

Zhou Li lowered his voice and said softly: "They were stunned."

That's right, the Three Thousand Battalion was stunned.

To attack Zhu Qianyun, there was only one person who could issue this order and have the Three Thousand Battalions execute it, that is, the King of Han himself. But if it was the order issued by the King of Han, it would be impossible for the Three Thousand Battalions to stay where they were. Not to mention witnessing the night knight Bateman's night attack on Ganwen Cui, even if they saw the red tights failed in the door battle with Parker, they would resolutely carry out the orders of the King of Han and continue to attack Zhu Qianyun.

Therefore, there is a high probability that these people are not from the Three Thousand Battalion.

"That's not the main issue right now."

Tang Wan on the side was very calm. She looked at the stalemate in front of her and whispered: "What should we do?"

"nonsense."

Zhou Li twisted his wrist, narrowed his eyes, and said softly: "Even if it's not really the Three Thousand Battalion, it's not easy to deal with these soldiers together. The Taoist Priest can't take action. Xiaobai and Master Cen are both in the library of Taiying. Xu Xuan is not here either, if the two of us come together, our fate will be solved."

"Zhou Li, use the abstract cells in your brain."

Looking at the wound that Zhu Qianyun was covering, Tang Wan said anxiously, "Let's think of a way, Zhou Li."

"It's really hard for you to learn such a bad joke."

Zhou Li complained, and his calm appearance also reassured Tang Wan.

"Master Zhou, I..."

Zhuge Qing on the side pursed his lips, anxiety and worry appearing in his eyes. As Zhuge Qing, she naturally wanted to help Zhu Qianyun get out of trouble and deal with these soldiers pretending to be the Three Thousand Battalion. But as the chief disciple of Longhushan Zhengdao, she could not attack soldiers in the world.

"Don't worry, Taoist Master, you are not helpless."

Zhou Li looked at the scene in front of him and said calmly:
"The rules do not allow you to attack the army."

"But no one stipulates that you can't save people."

Suddenly, Zhuge Qingmao opened his eyes.

That's right, if you don't let me hit people, then I will save them.

If you attack me while I am rescuing people, then I will fight back in self-defense. At that point, you can’t say I broke the rules. Oh, you can still play like this?

Zhuge Qing suddenly felt that her moral character had improved a lot. Although she was free and easy, her many years of habits in Longhu Mountain had made her somewhat rigid in thinking. But fortunately, Zhou Li's thoughts were just an indescribable thing. He didn't even think about this method. He just figured it out by moving his fat.

As an impulsive person among action groups, after Zhou Li proposed this solution to his troubles, Zhuge Qing just nodded and walked out.

The moment Zhuge Qing appeared on the field, the nerves of the black-armored soldiers suddenly became tense. But to everyone's surprise, these black-armored warriors seemed to know Zhuge Qing's identity and did not take any action.

Zhuge Qing just walked leisurely among the soldiers, advancing slowly on the road that the soldiers subconsciously gave way to. The Taoist priest in green robes walked through the black tide and stood beside the girl.

"Wolf Fang Feather Arrow."

Seeing Zhuge Qing walking up to him, Zhu Qianyun breathed a sigh of relief, and sweat suddenly appeared on his head. She turned pale, smiled reluctantly at Zhuge Qing, and said, "I'm not very good at stopping bleeding."

"Spring Dew."

Zhuge Qing waved his whisk lightly, and a warm green light sealed Zhu Qianyun's bleeding wound. She turned her head and looked at the soldiers who were looking at them eagerly. Her expression was indifferent, but her voice was loud.

"Everyone, please go back. I won't hurt innocent people."

"But if you don't listen to the advice, you will not be innocent."

Simple, easy to understand, yet extremely arrogant.

These soldiers did not have any emotional fluctuations, but their hands holding the daggers proved that they were turbulent deep in their hearts. They stared intently at Zhuge Qing in front of them, like a bowstring stretched tightly, ready to attack, but they did not dare to act rashly.

In the dark night, the lonely Bateman stood on the grass, cold and stern, watching everything silently like a cold stone.

Gan Wencui on the side was already frightened. They were looking at the soldiers, Qianhu not far away, and the few people surrounded. They only had countless voices in their hearts.

Zhou Li and Tang Wan were lurking aside. They were observing the situation and observing why such a group of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks could get together in just one night.

Zhuge Qing protected Zhu Qianyun behind him calmly. She was not afraid of those soldiers at all. The wind was calm and the clouds were calm, without any waves.

Zhu Qianyun already felt relieved when he saw Zhuge Qing, but Ma Chenglong didn't know the Taoist priest's ability, and looked pale at the black armored troops surrounding him.

The black-armored army was ready at this time. They were like arrows on a bowstring, just waiting for that moment to burst out.

Call ~
It felt like the wind was blowing and someone was breathing.

The moment the arrow rain hit, Zhuge Qing's cold eyes flashed with the brilliance of the wind. Accompanied by the howling wind in autumn, the downpour of arrows was suddenly blown away from the wall. With a slight movement of his fingers, three thunderbolts suddenly fell. The soldier holding the pure black heavy crossbow suddenly lost his life and fell to the ground.

"winter solstice."

Ordinary Longhu Mountain disciples use the twenty-four solar terms, and they often have to display the immortal energy of the solar terms corresponding to the current season. But Zhuge Qing is different. Her twenty-four solar terms spiritual method has already reached its perfection. Spring Thunder can be summoned in autumn, and before winter arrives, she can also control frost and snow.

The moment he breathed, the soldier who was about to hit Zhuge Qing with his short sword was instantly covered in white frost, and his body made a squeaking sound, as if a piece of wood was frozen and he was as unconscious as a piece of wood.

At this moment, Zhou Li, who was lurking aside, suddenly saw a strange movement. Suddenly, his pupils tightened and he almost screamed. (End of chapter)