Taiping Order

Chapter 490 The Qilin General, an opportunity arises (please ask for monthly votes)

The sound of the dragon roar flutters left and right.

It's like a battle and battle that takes place at the level of the soul.

Shi Dalin and others stared at the silent general with great concern. Fan Qing's will face the fighting spirit contained in the blood of the ancient red dragon, and the fighting spirit of the Khan from the grassland.

In a daze, he seemed to be standing on the battlefield, carrying weapons, facing the arrogant Tiefutu army, the Tiefutu army was solemn and majestic, and rushed towards him, and suddenly seemed to see that Roaring ancient red dragon.

Fan Qing, who was in his will, turned around, could not see his own team or his comrades, but he still held the weapons and charged towards the desperate situation ahead, roaring.

Fan Qing's eyes were closed tightly, his face was heavy, and his veins were bulging.

He is the most complicated general among the Qilin Army generals, but he is also the one with the strongest patience. Even he showed such an expression. It is obvious that the severe pain the soul was suffering at this moment was so terrifying.

However, his frowning eyebrows slowly calmed down.

Shi Dalin and others breathed a sigh of relief. With the assistance of the old sorcerer's magic array, the violent and powerful force contained in the dragon blood of the ancient red dragon was restricted, and only in a slow way, one by one Release it on the ground.

Increase the pressure on Fan Qing bit by bit.

After all, the purpose of these elixirs and magical techniques is to gradually stimulate Fan Qing's soul, try to help this general with extreme tenacity, step out of the pass from the fifth to the sixth heaven, and step into the sixth heaven. .

Instead of using the blood of the ancient red dragon, the power of the ancient red dragon drowns Fan Qing.

Shi Dalin breathed a sigh of relief:

"Huh... it seems that there should be no problem."

"General Fan Qing, after this calamity test, he should be able to reach the sixth level of heaven and should be qualified to set foot on this last battlefield..."

At this moment, the old sorcerer suddenly realized something was wrong, his face suddenly changed, and he said, "No, there is a riot in the formation!"

Shi Dalin and others were stunned: "What?"

However, before they could react, what was the meaning of the four words "Rust" in the Formation, they heard a terrifying dragon roar coming from there, and an indescribable majesty spread violently.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, it turned into a dead silence.

The golden red blood-colored light inside the formation is so rich that it is so many times richer!

The old sorcerer only reacted in an instant, pulled Shi Dalin and others to retreat quickly, so as not to be swallowed up, and retreated more than ten feet away in an instant, before he could barely stand firm.

Shi Dalin and others had pale faces and gasped.

Their martial arts are very ordinary, and this change makes their brains a little confused.

But the next moment, Shi Dalin reacted, his face changed drastically, and he said, "No, General Fan Qing."

Everyone was still shocked, so they looked up and saw that the magic array that had been determined to be extremely stable had begun an irregular riot.

This magical method has extremely stable, clear and reliable constraints against Qilin blood, nine-colored divine deer blood, iron-eating beast blood, and even the other 100 kinds of strange beast blood, but at this time, When facing the blood of the ancient red dragon.

This magical array has failed.

Not to mention restraining its charm, this magic array is more like a provocation at this moment.

Or a challenge.

Then everyone saw the blood of the ancient red dragon, and they fought without hesitation!

Even if it is just the blood of the ancient red dragon, it has ambitions and a courage to fight!

The low and solemn dragon roar is like a fighting drum.

The arts that were originally used to restrain the blood-colored flowing light and the power of the ancient red dragon shattered layer by layer. These broken arts lights suddenly collapsed towards the inside, and the smell of blood and the golden-red dragon blood spread in an instant.

Fan Qing was swallowed in an instant.

Shi Dalin's beard exploded: "What's the situation like this! Master!"

The old sorcerer looked solemn and said, "The blood of the ancient red dragon treats our formation as an opponent, just like fighting. Now, his blood has killed this formation and found General Fan Qing."

Shi Dalin was dull: "..."

"It's just blood, and the desire to fight, and you can still find an opponent to fight?! Is this auspicious?!"

"This, isn't this right?"

"What Xiangrui has this kind of combat power and crazy fighting spirit?"

"The ancestor of the Lei Lao Meng family said that auspiciousness adheres to the harmony of heaven and earth, transforms into spirituality, and is nurtured, and has many mysterious abilities, either to be able to calm the wind and rain, or to stop fire and thunder, and has never seen it It's been so crazy."

Facing the ancient red dragon blood, the best auspiciousness of the ancient times.

This is also a misjudgment by Shi Dalin and others.

Normally, even if there is auspicious blood, even if you try to challenge, you will not encounter life danger. However, the auspiciousness of the ancient red dragon is completely different from the many innate auspicious auspiciousness. .

The divine will of the Nine-Colored Divine Deer will even help ordinary people heal their wounds.

The divine intention of the ancient red dragon is very simple.

beat!

war!

Either live or die.

Only head-on conflicts.

Shi Dalin realized that he had a **** mess.

Even the Three Sects of the World and the Beast Villa should not try to use blood like the ancient red dragon, which is comparable to the legend of martial arts legend. Shi Dalin turned around and ran wildly, looking for the old swordsman, hoping to break through this layer of ancient red. The charm of the dragon's blood pulled General Fan Qing out.

I just hope General Fan Qing will not be injured because of this.

After Murong Longtu knew the situation, he rushed here almost immediately. However, after the old man arrived, he did not go out his sword. He was surprised to see Fan Qing, who was shrouded in the blood of the ancient red dragon.

It's like seeing the sharpening of a new sword.

Shi Dalin was brought to this by the old swordsman with a gentle aura. Although he was a little panicked, he was barely calm and said, "Old man, please help. This is the blood of the ancient red dragon. We are worried that General Fan Qing will be Something happened. ”

Murong Longtu said, "Don't worry, the old dragon's divine intentions are measured in his blood."

"Even if he can't get out of this level, he won't be able to hurt his life."

Shi Dalin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then, can General Fan Qing come out?"

Murong Longtu said, "It depends on him."

"The path to the master is just a heart disaster."

Shi Dalin heard Murong Longtu's answer, his tense spirit suddenly slowed down, and then suddenly realized what the sentence he heard meant. His face frozen bit by bit. He stared at the quilt. Fan Qing, shrouded in dragon blood, said:

"Master?!"

He could see clearly that a few years ago, in the Battle of Night Gate Pass in the Western Regions.

Beside Fan Qing, who had inspired the posture of a lion like a magical figure, the majestic and brave lion appeared again, making waves of low roars.

Even though it was shrouded in the fighting spirit and dragon blood of the ancient red dragon.

Fan Qing still did not fall down.

His eyes widened, like a nail that was nailed to death here, biting it tightly on the ground.

In fact, Fan Qing's consciousness almost subsided. He was in a daze and couldn't stand the pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw the home deep in his memory. The warmth of the sun was falling. He saw his father and mother working.

Fan Qing sat there quietly, just watching this scene.

He didn't want to recall anything or break free. He just sat quietly and watched until his eyes turned red. Until his mother passed by, she saw his eyes, exclaimed, and came over to touch him. the head.

The palm was very big, and the palm was dry and warm. Because of the long-term work, the blood vessels on her palms were particularly thick and prominent. She touched Fan Qing's hair, and then wiped Fan Qing's eyes with sleeves made of different colors of cloth.

"Ah, what an old child, I still have to cry."

"Why are you crying? Isn't it just going to the martial arts hall?"

The woman paused and whispered:

"If it doesn't work, I won't go, it's better not to go."

"At my mother's side..."

The man next to him shouted, "If you don't go, how can you not go?"

"We don't have much education and don't know any martial arts skills. We will be like this in our lives. Do we have to live our lives like this, just like us?!"

"Don't be soft-hearted at this time. Besides, it's not that I won't be back."

Fan Qing looked at the tall man, tall, but his back was curved.

When speaking, I feel energetic.

The old sorcerer in the real world frowned and said, "... As Jianmao said, General Fan Qing's will fled in under the oppression of the ancient red dragon's fighting spirit. If you are not careful, your soul will be confused by the memory I'm afraid there will be danger."

Shi Dalin's voice was a little awkward, and he said, "What will happen?!"

The old sorcerer said, "It won't hurt your life. However, when the martial artist's cultivation level reaches the fifth and sixth level, he pays special attention to the condensation of the soul. Only the soul condenses into one, finds his own path and is at the opportunity. By coincidence, take a step.”

"Only by condensing one's own energy, spirit, and the fame of heaven and earth, and manifesting it with the auspicious body of the past, it is the so-called Dharma appearance, the so-called master's realm. If this is the case, the soul will flee, and it will probably be the end of this life. The realm of hopeless master is now.”

Shi Dalin became anxious: "What should I do?"

"Old Master Jianmao, do you have any solutions?"

Murong Longtu just looked at Fan Qing, who had closed his eyes and looked calm in the magician formation that was swallowed by the blood of the ancient red dragon and was affected in the reverse direction.

This child seems to...

Fan Qing didn't do anything, he was just immersed in this kind of life.

At that time, my father had not been broken by corrupt officials because of the greed for the land, and my mother did not cry and blind her eyes. Her father had broad shoulders and was talking to her about the harvest this year.

The harvest is good and the year is good.

The lives of the people are gradually becoming more and more abundant, and the Great Chen is just rising.

The peaceful days seem to be right in front of you. How close it is, it seems to be close, and you can touch it just by raising your hand.

This happened when he was only in his teenage years old. Looking back at this moment, General Zhou was still alive in that era, majestic.

I heard that a young general named Li Wanli of Dachen had made a comeback and won many battles. There was a young general named Yue Pengwu who was no older than him.

There is also an emperor uncle who has become famous and has a young general named Xiao Wuliang under his command. The two of them are like opponents.

I heard that Yue Pengwu was brave with a big gun, and Xiao Wuliang rushed to the formation at the age of fourteen or five.

But these have nothing to do with the young man in a village and town in Chen Guo.

At that time, he had heard these news, and he just used it as something to show off with his playmates, and then he could forget it when he passed. In that era, young heroes had already set foot in the world and galloped for the world.

At the same age, he just knew that he was going to be sent to the big city to be a warrior apprentice. Before leaving, he tried hard to wield his hoe, hoping to help his family share more.

My parents said that after saving up over the years, they finally saved up ten taels of silver.

I planned to take it out and send it to the Martial Arts Hall of the Sky Sect. The master of Ximen Hengrong of the Motian Sect broke through to the master.

However, the charges are still very fair. Ten taels of silver can be used as an apprentice. After three years, you can teach martial arts by controlling food, accommodation and teaching martial arts. If you feel angry after three years, you can stay. Not only will you not charge the cash, but the previous ten taels of silver. It will also return little by little.

It's been a long time since the memory.

It seemed that Fan Qing was really suppressed by the terrifying power of the ancient red dragon, and his soul fled into his memory, unwilling to condense, unwilling to face the terrifying ancient red dragon, and unwilling to face the ancient auspicious first.

Just follow the memory, live in the past, and give up on the future.

It was soon time to collect grain every year, and at this time, I had to borrow a ox cart and deliver the grain to the city. I also planned to send Fan Qing to the big city of Chen State and give the money I had saved for ten years. Take it out and send the child to practice martial arts.

The night I set off.

My father took out the turbid wine brewed at home in a rare fashion.

This wine is considered a family heirloom in such a year. I am absolutely reluctant to take it out and drink it, but this time I not only opened it to drink it, but also poured him a glass.

The father and son clinked glasses under the candlelight. The old man had a slight expectation on his face and a rare pleasure, saying:

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Your mother and I don't know each other well in our lives, and we don't have any fists or feet. We just bent down and dig food in the land. Even if we sell the pot, we will give you something. We will learn the skills. Then you That's fine."

Fan Qing asked for the first time: "What's better?"

His father was stunned and could not answer, as if he had never thought about this question.

He just comforted him and said, "It's nothing. I don't have any skills. I really can't say anything you want me to say. Anyway, when you learn the skills, you can live a good life."

"That's good!"

Fan Qing was silent for a long time and just drank.

Farewell the next day.

My father was looking forward to it, but my mother was a little reluctant.

Fan Qing, carrying a package, stood at the door of his house, looking at his face in the basin, young and tender, and with a desire for the future, Fan Qing suddenly knelt on the ground to his parents.

His mother's tears fell down, hiding beside her, wiping her tears, his father said, "What are you doing like this? It's not that you just don't come back and come back often."

Fan Qing kowtowed three times in a row, and he raised his head.

It seems that when my father was broken, my mother cried and blinded her eyes, and then she saw the tragic situation after she came back, and the phantom of the peaceful and prosperous era disappeared and shattered. It was clearly within reach, but it was like fishing in the water. moon.

I saw myself holding a knife to kill the official, tied up, and putting down a dead cell with a tattoo.

This is the past that has happened, but this time in memory is just a future that has not yet been clarified.

Fan Qing's father said, "Just come back more in the future."

Fan Qing looked at them, but said, "...I won't come back."

His father was a little sad: "But when people get old, there must be something that leaves fall back to their roots."

Fan Qing did not answer, but just kowtowed hard to the past again.

This is the fourth time when the kowtow is three gods and four ghosts, and it is a farewell to the deceased.

Just learn the skills and won’t get better.

Fan Qing whispered.

He suddenly remembered a few broken sentences that the man had chanted.

The child is determined to leave his hometown and will not return until he becomes famous.

Why do you need to bury your bones?

There are green mountains everywhere in the world.

Today, I finally understand.

Why do you need to bury your bones? A real man walks on the road.

You cannot look back where you die or where you are buried.

Fan Qing raised his head, his eyes filled with wisps of divine light, and the gentle memory around him disappeared, the sound of the ancient red dragon's dragon roar echoed in his ears. He held the sword in his hand, and his eyes were blazing. Like fire.

Don't go home, don't look back.

Holding the sword in both hands, lifted it up, and stabbed it suddenly towards the ground. The sharp sword edge easily pierced into the earth. The pain of the ancient red dragon blood appeared again, but this time, Fan Qing forced himself to go. Devour the blood of the red dragon.

Beside Fan Qing, a lion fell down from the clouds and roared with his head held high.

One person and one Dharma image all roared and roared.

It is about your past, about yourself, about your own sorrow, about your past suffering, and about the unwilling roar of the troubled times that caused all this.

Life is like a small grass, and your ambitions are lofty!

But, in the world, why!

You and I are like we all, we are as dead as wet. ! Does changing the ambition of the world depend on bloodline? !

Even the wild dogs that are scolded by others on the roadside must gallop freely under the stars of this troubled time until they die.

Shi Dalin and others were stunned, and suddenly saw that the blood of the ancient red dragon was shaken and disappeared. In an instant, the lion statue beside Fan Qing roared lowly, transformed, and faintly gave birth to a dragon shape.

It seems like a kirin, but it doesn't seem to be the case.

The divine beast ·王子.

Fan Qing's breath surged, breaking through the realm, and taking another step.

Sixth level of heaven.

Not a master.

But at this moment, Murong Longtu nodded in praise. Shi Dalin heard the sound of Qingyue roaring in his ears. Four streams of light flew out from the Murong family. These four streams of light seemed to have noticed something, and they were spontaneous. Come here.

He flew over with hundreds of thousands of long swords and hovered in the air.

Suddenly the flowing light subsided and fell down surgingly, accompanied by four crisp sounds of getting good.

Four streams of light fell from the sky and penetrated down beside Fan Qing. The battle general stood there with his eyebrows and the condensation of the Dharma image almost didn't look like the sixth level of the sky. The weapons kept roaring, making waves of solemn sounds, and the streamer gradually Slow down.

It turned into the prototype of four divine weapons, all of which were circulating and changing, shining brightly in the world, and the military spirit soared into the sky.

Shi Dalin, the old sorcerer and others were lost.

Fan Qing, the sixth heaven.

Dharma Image·小子—Its power can swallow tigers and leopards, and you like quietness but not movement, and you are willing to watch fireworks.

Yi is vital and courageous, and he is a general in the army.

Have the qualification to hold on to the prototype of the remaining four magic weapons!

Shi Dalin murmured, "...What kind of freak is this?!"

"This is, what monster?"

"Suppressing the fighting spirit of the ancient red dragon, can you take one step. After going out, you can still suppress your own realm without seeking an instant breakthrough? At the same time, it fits in the prototype of the four divine weapons. This is the biggest thing that is the general..."

Fan Qing exhaled a breath of turbid air and felt his transformation.

Along the way, the things accumulated after a hundred battles finally took the step of transformation under this final determination.

He slowly stretched out his palm, and one of the long swords fell into his hand. It was when he was only the fifth level of heaven that he had a divine weapon that matched him.

"General Ji's Sword."

There was once a rumor that Yi Nuo was worth a thousand gold. It was better to get General Ji Yinuo. He was extremely compatible with Fan Qing, and then extended his hand and took the second magic weapon. When he held these two magic weapons, the other two magic weapons were the same. The prototype of the soldier slowly calmed down.

"General Wei's bow."

With the body of the sixth level of heaven, he can hold two divine weapons. His divine will is firm and his will is strong. He has already broken through the heart disaster of the master. He is a lieutenant general of the Qilin Army, an old friend of the Chen State, and Fan Qing.

The birth date of the King of Qin is also the ceremony of the crown.

There is still one month left.

Yue Pengwu was preparing to attack Chen and adjusted the generals. This time, only the sixth-level generals were qualified to become the main force on the front line. At this time, quiet footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Yue Pengwu raised his eyes and looked at the calm general over there.

The sound of armor was solemn, wearing a long sword around her waist, she walked towards her strode, resolute and courageous, and faintly around her, her spirit and vitality outlined, turning into a strange beast that looked like a dragon and a lion, like a hand that had been tempered for thousands of times The sharp sword shows its sharpness.

"Fan Qing, Qilin Army, request to go out!"

…………………

Spring passes by, and May sings.

When the King of Qin and the Crown Ceremony were only more than twenty days away, the whole world entered a peaceful and peaceful state. Many things in Xiyi City had gradually approached calm. The conflict between Chen and Ying Kingdom was over and the whole world was calm.

On this day, something suddenly happened.

It seems that there is a 'tipped ', which accidentally crashed into the negotiations between Chen and Ying. There are rumors that Chen and Ying have elite troops appear in each other's country. Among them, Ying and Chen have all the Xiyi City incidents. Different rhetoric.

There are also rumors that the killed Tiefutu was under the armor of Chen.

Officials in Chen State were furious on the spot, but were shot through the middle of their eyebrows with an arrow.

The people of Chen said that Yingguo was a traitor and went back on his word.

As the people of China say, Chen is treacherous and designed to harm people.

Under the sword and blood, reason was briefly affected by the bloodline. Under that atmosphere, the contradictions were instantly aroused, and a fierce battle occurred, and this fierce battle happened to be affected. When an important figure in the borders of the two countries was killed, those with noble blood had died.

The original daily life was directly broken.

Yingguo and Chen had another dispute outside Xiyi City. Both sides each invested 100,000 troops throughout the world, including Chenguo, and Yingguo's domestic attention was attracted to this position.

The battle begins again!

Yan Daiqing received a letter from Xiyi City three days in advance.

It is Wen Qingyu's handwriting.

This time, no longer chatting or laughing, no longer being free, but just concise, but Yan Daiqing felt a feeling that the situation was reversed, the world was in a state of chaos and the situation was moving immediately.

[The opportunity has come].

(End of this chapter)