Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

In Xuanping April, Ling Jia Mengsu led fifty thousand iron knights from Ningzhou to the south, and captured Tongguan in one day. His record shocked the Central Plains, and the Ling family banner was planted on Tongguan. Echoing the banner on Guangnan Road, many people began to divert their attention.

The setting sun is like a wheel, reflecting the water of the surging Yellow River even more brightly. The shadows of the towering mountains on three sides of Tongguan also bring magical colors. A bright azalea protrudes from the mountain wall and bathes in the afterglow of the setting sun. Among them, brought out a ray of vitality.

Meng Su sat on the top of the city wall and watched the bustling people flow in the small city below. In only half a month, the small city had recovered to its former prosperity. There were traces of thunderbolt on the wall, but the people below had already recovered their smiles. .

This is due to the graciousness of the Ling family for so many years on Shaanxi Road, the large farms in Weinan, the mines in Lingbao, the Yaoshan in Tongguan, wherever the Ling family is, roads and schools are built for free, regardless of boys All girls are taught for free until the age of fifteen. Spring ploughing can borrow seed and farming tools on credit. Autumn harvest can hire labor. The rent is low and the guarantee is sufficient. In this area, the reputation of the Ling family is far greater than the Tian family, because the Tian family allows you to live. If you don’t go down, the Ling family will not only give you a way to survive, but also sacrifice yourself to protect your life.

So when his army arrived in Qinchuan and bypassed Chang'an City to this place, when he saw the Ling family's banner, some locals took the initiative to lead the way, and even opened the small gate of Tongguan City. It is impossible to overcome Tongguan Pass and Jintu Pass.

With Tongguan in hand, when He Li's army comes down, he can attack Chang'an City. In this way, Guanzhong Hedong is in his hands, forming a pressure of oppression on the Central Plains.

Unknowingly he held Nuanyu again and gently rubbed it. Meng Su's eyes turned to the south again, and he didn't know where she was now. After receiving the message that she was safely out of Beijing last year, it was the Ling family who had captured Guangxi. According to the news on the South Road, knowing that the Ling family had raised the flag, Meng Su changed his flag, and before the snow melted, he left Du Ming to fight against the party, led the army down from the north, and drove those who were dissatisfied on Shaanxi Road. The Northwest Army and Xiang Bing came all the way, and now there were only 50,000 soldiers who had shrunk in the city of Chang'an.

Qingyu, when I take down Chang'an, shouldn't you come too?

The sky was twilight, and the morning light shone faintly on the Shaoshi Mountain. The mist was lingering, as if it were true. The morning bell rang and echoed in the forest. The door of Shaolin Temple was opened. The little monk with a broom rubbed his eyes and came out. When I was about to sweep the floor outside, I heard a solemn voice saying: "Master, I came to Master Kongwu's three-year appointment. Please let me know, please."

The little monk was taken aback, looked up, and saw that there were two people standing in front of the big tree in front of the temple, holding the reins in their hands, with dew on their shoulders. He thought he had been waiting here for some time, and hurriedly said: "The two benefactors are polite and enlightened. Master is still in retreat, and no foreign guests are seen."

The two came out from under the big tree. In the early morning sun, the person in front was as beautiful as a heavenly man, but his face was as cold as jade, and the eyes of a pair of phoenix eyes were as cold as ice deposits.

The young man said lightly: "Just ask the little master to tell Kong Wu that Ling's Ye Eleven Yepo should come by his appointment three years ago."

Three years ago, the battle at Wolong Peak was a pain that Shaolin did not dare to mention. Kongwu, who has always been responsible for helping justice, actually helped Zhou to abuse him, killing Yan San by mistake. For this reason, Kongwu was in retreat for three years. This matter is known to everyone in Shaolin Temple. .

However, after these three years of retreat, Kongwu's strength has improved. How could this young man be his opponent if he was only sixteen or seventeen years old? Dare to come to challenge?

"Please wait a moment for the donor, I'll go through it." The little monk gave another salute, dragged the broom and ran inside. Anyway, this is regarded as the suffering master coming to the door, but he is not a little monk who sweeps the floor. Can cope.

Kongwu retreats for three years, I am afraid that his skill will be more diligent. Even if Ye Shi is advancing in martial arts now, he will not be his opponent. Ye Po silently looked at Ye Shi’s back, he brought himself, could he not give it to him? Did he collect the body?

Yan Qi died of an old wound three years ago. Without him, there would be no Yaoyue. Ye Shixi lowered his eyes and covered the trace of blood red. After breaking into the army of the king, Xiao Se and Han Ziqing temporarily Reaching a consensus, he gathered together the remnants of the king and the Wuling barbarians. He scattered his men and chased Ling Qingyu. When he caught up with her in Xiangyang, he heard that Yan Qi was dead. He felt a sharp pain in his heart. He saw her eyes again. The heart is broken.

Even if she didn't say anything to blame him, he wouldn't be able to pass his own level, so he came to Kong Wu for an appointment, even if he died, he would have to fight.

The mountain breeze blows, making the leaves of the big tree in front of the temple rustle, and the undulating sound of chanting comes from the temple door.

Ye Po was converging his mind, thinking secretly about the appropriateness of the Mo Family Sword Technique, when he saw Ye Shiyi's side looking at the road up the mountain, and when his ears moved, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the mountain road.

The two looked at each other, stepped back and disappeared under the shadow of the big tree.

A dozen horses ran up from the mountain trail. At first, one man was in his forties and frowned and was very serious. Next to him was a beautiful woman in red. The men who followed were all dressed in uniform with swords hanging on their waists. At first glance, it is the style of the martial arts family.

When he arrived at the door, the middle-aged man raised his voice: "Master Hanging, Luoyang Shuilianqing, please see you."

A monk in a brown robed robe walked out of the door. After scanning over them, he saluted and said: "Water donor, the abbot has said many times that I, Shaolin, is a Buddhist monk and does not participate in secular affairs. I still ask water donors. Let's go back."

"Master Mingxu, now the Bianjing imperial emperor has no righteousness, and the people in the Great Zhou Dynasty have no livelihood. Shaolin has always been responsible for supporting justice. How can he sit back and watch? Duan'an Junwang has always been thinking about the people, and now he is standing up for the people of the world. Mingjun, isn't Shaolin willing to support it?" Shui Lianqing said loudly.

Ming Xu gave a salute again and said: "Shaolin is an outsider and cannot interfere with worldly affairs. The water donor does not need to say much, please leave quickly."

"My dad has come to invite you over and over again for the sake of making good friends with Shaolin for many years. If you don't know how to promote, aren't you afraid that the county prince will send troops to attack? Even if your Shaolin martial arts are outstanding, you can't stop the prince 100,000. Come on!" The woman in red snorted and said sharply.

"Xiang'er!" Shui Lian yelled, and then saluted Ming Xu: "The little girl is nothing, please don't be offended by Master Ming Xu, but the little girl said that there is one thing but it is true. If Shaolin refuses to help the king, I’m afraid the county prince is not easy to say."

Ming Xu kept bowing in a very polite manner. He raised his head when he heard these words. A pair of tiger eyes stared at Shui Lianqing, and then sneered: "Three years ago, the water donor was also very kind. I persuaded Master Kongwu to go to Xiangyang, and arrested the people from the Red Mansion to Ning Yu, and then encouraged her to open the martial arts conference for Lu Yao. When the incident happened, the water donor did not appear at Wolong Peak. He had a good strategy and kind heart. , But it made Master Kongwu still unable to retreat because of guilt. Now, is this threatening us?"

Shui Lianqing's face changed slightly, and Shui Xiang next to him already shouted, "That's the only thing that happened to Ning Yuli's desire to smoke. It was a martial arts event, and my father was also kind!"

"Good-hearted?" Ming Xu snorted, "I'm afraid that if there is no matter about the Ling family, you can just let those martial arts sects who do not obey the Duan'an County King's dispatch and the Demon Sect Red Mansions fight, and then you yourself will get the Red Mansions , It's a pity that you didn't get anything when you went to Qingyun Peak, right?

Shui Lian Qing took a deep breath, and then said: "So, Shaolin definitely refuses to cooperate with the king of the county, and Shui Mou can't do it, so please do it yourself."

"Good to go, don't give it away!" Ming Xu snorted.

Shui Lian snorted coldly, turned his horse's head, but saw two teenagers standing in front of them, under the slanting sun, a golden light floated on them.

"Young Master Ning!" Shui Xiang exclaimed as he looked at the boy's head raised in the sun, and then looked at Shui Lianqing timidly.

"Master Mingxu, please close the door." The long-sword has been out of its sheath, and the murderous young man said with cold eyebrows.

We are a Buddhist pure land. If you want to fight, can you fight in another place? Looking at the murderous aura on the two teenagers, Ming Xu took a silent step back, without closing the door, and stood on the threshold.

The people of the Ling family can come to challenge Kong Wu. They are either super arrogant or have real skills. Moreover, three years ago, the Shui Lianqing and Duan'an county kings were the culprits. They did not have to let them go. Find the truth of that foolish uncle Kong Wu.

"Ning Ye?" Shui Lianqing asked with a sullen expression looking at the young man who was slowly drawing his sword.

"Ling's Ye Eleven!" As soon as Ye Eleven's voice fell, his figure moved, and the cold light approached Shui Lianqing's face.

Shui Lian Qing Qing's toes, she swept her figure from the horse, and rotated in the air like flying flowers, only to hear the sound of the clanging, dense sword blades intersecting. By the time Shui Lian Qing landed, the two had already fought a dozen moves. .

The entourage behind yelled and drew their swords one after another, and a fierce blade wind came to face them, and their bodies suddenly hung up on them.

Shuilian Qingjianghu ranked tenth, and there were also many masters of the water family. Ming Xu was originally focused on waiting for the rescue of the two boys once they were defeated. After watching for a quarter of an hour, his eyes widened. But his hand relaxed.

How could there be such a strong internal force at a young age? And that move he had never seen before, the sword technique is wide and heavy and heavy, the sword technique is light and cold, like the winter ice and snow, beautiful but killing intent.

"I'm afraid it is the long-lost Mo family sword and Yue female sword." A low voice came from behind. Ming Xu turned his head and saw that it was the abbot of Kongxuan. He hurriedly bowed and saluted, Kongxuan waved his hand and stood beside him to watch. .

The Mo family sword, the Yue female sword, Ming Xu looked at the bald head that emerged from the door, and sighed in his heart. Are all the most powerful swords and swords in the hands of the Ling family during the Warring States period?