Chapter 370 The decisive battle between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Western Qin Dynasty begins
Jishuitan.
The warriors who died for robbing the three-color demon feathers of the Peng Clan’s Great Sage have been buried, and the dozens of great sages killed by the Western Qin County King were also killed by Shui Qingliu, Lu Jiu and others A lot of money was spent to bury the monument.
However, a group of warriors with unique ideas erected a huge stone tablet on the northernmost bank of Jishuitan, with writings all over it.
First there is a row of big characters: The place where Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin County, fought decisively at Jishuitan!
The densely packed small characters below roughly mean, "On a certain month in a certain year, Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin County, came here to kill forty-seven great sages in the realm of great sages, six of whom were divine disciples. His unparalleled appearance was left for future generations to appreciate... ...Remember it as a souvenir!"
There are also a group of people leaving their names, such as "Zhang Zewei, a personal witness to Dazhou Lizhou", "Zhang Zewei, a personal witness to Sixi Guo Tuoqi" and so on.
And it is described in both Da Zhou characters and Western Regions characters.
This approach has no other meaning. It is purely agitating in the heart and unable to extricate itself.
Perhaps Xin Zhuo himself did not expect that the battle at Jishuitan would leave deep traces in the hearts of those on the north bank, so that they were in a trance and could not let go for a long time.
They could predict that a person like the Western Qin County King would never be mediocre. He was afraid that he would soon enter the land of immortals and be extraordinary. In the future, the prosperous martial arts era would come, suppressing one side and becoming a martial arts giant.
Then this Jishuitan is a holy place! Can we... get viewing money?
Of course, this matter has nothing to do with Jiang Yuqing himself, it is purely our own business!
Soon there were low-level warriors who didn’t know the truth and had come to realize the truth. They didn’t know what kind of ghost way they were enlightening, or they were just having fun. In short, more and more people gathered.
Some people even set up a stage and slapped the bamboo board hard: "To be honest with you, the king of the Western Qin Dynasty kicked out a dragon with a flying kick. I saw it with my own eyes. The dragon was male. …”
"So magical?" Some people were puzzled, "The King of Western Qin is just a great venerable person. No matter how terrifying the martial arts is, the dragon's shadow is still a manifestation of martial arts' true energy. How can you tell the difference between a male and a female?"
"Idiot, the male is older and the female is not allowed to wear rouge and gouache. You can't tell the difference. No wonder you haven't been able to enter the seventh level at the eighth level!"
The storyteller was proud. Complacent, he suddenly froze, looking not far away as if he had seen a ghost, and pointed towards it with a trembling voice: "Huh? The king of Western Qin County is here!"
"Huh——"
The crowd booed and dispersed. This storyteller is always telling nonsense, and the more he talks, the more unreliable he is. If you believe it, you will be damned.
Xin Zhuo was standing in front of a tombstone on the bank of Jishuitan. On it was carved a line of beautiful small characters: "The tomb of Mr. Dongfang, the master of the Qiugong Pavilion and the supervisor of the Fengjian Department... The Taiping Palace stands with clear water!"
Mr. Dongfang is also dead? Who killed him?
Xin Zhuo can conclude that he did not kill this old ghost, and senior sister Shui Qingliu will obviously not admit the wrong person, so...
Yuan Chengfeng, who looked much better behind him, said: " Mr. Dongfang actually died in the hands of his nephew. The grudge between you is over! People have used many names, but Dongfang Shengqing is his real name, but how did that girl Qingliu know? Poor Dongfang, he was unable to erect a monument with his real name, and even had a woman carve a monument with it. This beautiful little character is a bit mocking. "< br>
After all, he looked at Xin Zhuo with a bit of restraint.
This kind of reserved gaze did not exist more than half a year ago.
They were in the God of God Mountain, controlled by the Godhead, and were in a trance. They didn’t even know how the nephew got there, and how he managed to defeat the Godhead. But they knew how to save their bodies; they also saw the unprecedented and unprecedented move of using the symbiotic ancient warrior's resentful spirit to defeat more than twenty earthly immortals in one fell swoop!
Now that one person in Jishuitan has killed forty-seven great sages, they are considered aware of it.
So, could a kid who was just a half-step grandmaster really grow into such a terrifying situation within half a year? What kind of monster is this?
“I never remember the grudges of dead people, so be a good oriental ghost!”
Xin Zhuo patted the tombstone at this time. No matter who killed Dongfang, or was he accidentally killed in the first scene? But I have finally settled my grudge with Mr. Dongfang.
A few people left the shore and were about to continue on their way without stopping, when a group of people suddenly rushed over from a distance.
Shui Qingliu, Lu Jiu, Feng Shuning and a group of people, Chanyi and Qingge. Xin Zhuo knew that Shui Qingliu and the others were traveling nearby, but Chanyi and Qing Ge were also there, which was somewhat beyond Xin Zhuo's expectation, especially the surprise and nervousness on the faces of the two women.
"Something happened in Western Qin?" Xin Zhuo asked straight to the point.
Chanyi bowed and saluted, and thought about it: "On the fourth day after the prince left, the envoy from the imperial court, the Minister of Rites, Li Junsang, was intercepted and killed!
The six ministers were killed, The government and the public were shocked. The Third Master, Mr. Tai Xun and Mr. Yu Siliu immediately sent people to investigate. As a result, the imperial court arrived first and determined that it was the work of the Western Qin Dynasty. The Western Qin Dynasty could not argue.
The emperor then issued an edict, denouncing the prince as...a rebellious official and traitor, and ordered the Jiang family's residence to be sealed, and an 800,000-strong army of the Palace Front Army and the Shence Army attacked the Western Qin..."
Yuancheng The expressions of the three people in Feng and Shui Qingliu suddenly changed, and their breathing became rough. Words such as the decisive battle between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Western Qin Dynasty were floating in their minds. This matter... is definitely not a blessing for the people in the world!
It is almost foreseeable that the line from the Western Regions to the capital will collapse and millions of corpses will be laid to rest.
If the fight between warriors is just a private means, the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Western Qin Dynasty are a battle that affects the world's pattern and fate!
How can this keep them from being surprised?
Xin Zhuo also fell into deep thought and asked after a while: "How is the situation now?"
The methods of the Emperor and the Prime Ministers of Zhou Dynasty are so despicable that they don't even want to lose face?
It is supposed to have been a month and a half now, and I haven’t gone back, so... is the fight over?
"This servant immediately chased the prince, but I don't know..." Chanyi looked at Qingge.
Qingge's eyelids trembled and he said in a deep voice: "The prince is not here. The third master and you gentlemen have no intention of a decisive battle. They just camp step by step and defend the city. When the slaves came, they lost nine cities and tens of thousands died on both sides. It’s just one person, and now more than half a month has passed, and the situation is...unpredictable.”
Xin Zhuo was silent for a while, put aside the matter of Western Qin for the time being, sat down cross-legged, and took out a topographic map.
Yuan Chengfeng and the others understood and approached on their own.
Xin Zhuo pointed to a route on the topographic map: "There are less than two months left. If you follow the normal route from the countries in the Western Regions and the land of Western Qin to the major states in the West, I'm afraid it's too late to return to the capital!
My mother’s life must be saved. If anything goes wrong, I want the life of Emperor Niu and the lives of the nine clans of the Zhou royal family..."
The nine clans also include your mother, your daughter-in-law, and your group. Aunt and sister-in-law!
Yuan Chengfeng looked at each other and nodded awkwardly: "Understood! "
Of course, Xin Zhuo just expressed an attitude and pointed to the route on the topographic map again: "You go through Mawei Country, Hongmulg Country, diagonally into the stable grassland, and diagonally into the front army from the stable grassland. The guarded border town is Jiuyuan. It is the shortest distance from Jiuyuan to Gyeonggi. You'd better contact Taiping Palace in advance and be prepared!
Allow the inns along the way to prepare fast horses, and the water army to prepare fast boats. Use light body kung fu and escape skills for the rest of the way. You can reach the capital in about one and a half months, and there is still time left!
Remember, you must not be stopped by the court. You can inform my mother's master, the old Earth Immortal and the old Sword Immortal! "
"Understood! "
Yuan Chengfeng nodded and suddenly looked at him: "What about you? Are you really not going back to the capital to see your mother? "
Xin Zhuo smiled, and suddenly felt a little emotional. It's better to be a professional warrior who doesn't use his brain. You can say whatever you want. The decisive battle between Da Zhou and Xi Qin is about to begin. I'm going to have a ball.
Yuan Chengfeng immediately woke up and smiled awkwardly: "I just said it casually, leave it to Master! ”
Xin Zhuo took out three bottles of the residual green gas of the ancestor of the horsefly and a few pieces of paper, and handed them to the hands of three people respectively: "I have told you the method of detoxification, and the method of meridians gathering has also been written. Thank you for your help. Master!"
Stand up and bow respectfully.
“It can’t be done!”
The three of them hurriedly helped each other, not mentioning that Jiang Yuqing’s methods were too cruel and his level was too high. He was the leader of millions of troops and tens of millions of people in the Western Qin Dynasty. , who wants to be worshiped by you, don’t do it, it’s bad luck!
(End of this chapter)