Chapter 57 The Arrival of the Red Dragon Cult
The old man stood a step away from the foot of Beiquan Mountain, and could vaguely feel that this mountain was different from the surroundings.
I saw lush and lush vegetation in the mountains, and vegetation could be seen growing everywhere on the cliffs.
There seem to be more birds in the mountains than outside.
“Could it be that the spiritual spring in the mountain has revived again?”
The old man watched for a long time, but did not take the step in front of him. After a few steps, he arrived at the Eagle Guard station.
In the camp, all the soldiers wore helmets and armor and held sharp swords.
Liu Guanliang, the newly transferred deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, stood in front of the military tent. To his right, two sergeants were kneeling on the ground with their hands twisted behind their backs.
"We, the officers and soldiers of the Forbidden Army, who shoulder the emperor's orders, should be fearless and bravely kill the enemy to repay the emperor's favor. The enemy is in front of us. These two people escaped from the battle and disturbed the morale of the army. They should be killed today to restore military discipline!" "
"Spare your life, General! Spare your life, General."
"General, we are not afraid of death, but we are above the Grandmaster. I can't wait for a thousand people, and my cultivation is not as good as the real martial arts. Even if we form the Condor Formation, we are no match for the Grandmaster. The imperial court has no reinforcements so far, so it has given up. Instead of waiting here to die, it would be better for me to wait Bear the humiliation and bear the burden, keep Qingshan alive, and use your body to repay the emperor's kindness in the future."
"Stop, you dare to talk nonsense, you will be executed!"
With a command, the sword flashed, and the two men were executed. Heads fell off and blood spurted out.
Every sergeant present felt awe in their hearts. Once they joined the Forbidden Army, their lives were entrusted to the imperial court. Military orders were overwhelming, and if they escaped in the middle of battle, they would be killed without mercy!
Liu Guanliang looked around, and after a moment he said in a deep voice: "Everyone returns to the formation!"
"No!"
All the sergeants lined up and returned to their respective guarding posts.
Liu Guanliang glanced at the head on the ground, waved his hand, and a sergeant went over to pick up the body.
He walked to the highest point of the military camp and looked at the road coming from outside the mountain. There was a secret sentry over there. Once he noticed traces of the Red Dragon Sect, he would send out signaling arrows.
Standing for a long time, Liu Guanliang suddenly saw a figure next to him. His heart skipped a beat, and he naturally pulled out the long knife from his waist.
The personal guards who were standing ten feet away behind Liu Guanliang were stunned for a moment. Then they noticed that someone had arrived at the general's side at some point. They were shocked and angry, and they all drew their weapons.
"Be patient!"
The old man's voice was calm. As soon as the words came out, all the soldiers around him were in a trance and the movements of their hands stopped.
At this time, the old man took out a five-clawed Golden Dragon Token and showed it in front of Liu Guanliang.
Liu Guanliang, who regained his consciousness, saw the token clearly, quickly sheathed the knife and knelt on one knee.
"Liu Guanliang, the deputy commander of the Eagle Guard, has met... senior!"
The old man in green said warmly: "Get up, Your Majesty asked me to come here to deal with the Red Dragon Cult. General, please lead the Eagle Guard sergeants to leave first. Let’s go here.”
Liu Guanliang was stunned and said hesitantly: “Senior, I, the Divine Eagle Guard, have the responsibility of guarding the seal of the Demon Realm here. It’s not right to leave at this time. Are you going to hand over this place to the Red Dragon Sect?"
The old man in green smiled slightly: "The people coming from the Red Dragon Sect this time are all masters. Even the old man dare not say that they can protect him in the battle. Save your life, you will only lose your life in vain by staying here. Rather than doing this, it is better to stay useful."
Liu Guanliang was still hesitant.
The old man in green clothes said again: "Don't worry, since I am holding the Golden Dragon Order, this means that it is what your Majesty said, and it can also be regarded as an order."
Liu Guanliang put his right hand across his chest: "Obey the order!"
......
Above the official road, in a roadside tea shop.
The Red Dragon cultists rest here.
A cold light flashed, and a head flew into the sky. It was the owner of the tea shop.
Zuo Qiu crossed the knife, wiped the blood on the blade, and said with a chuckle: "A mere true martial artist dares to learn how to poison someone."
He picked up the tea on the table. , Gululu drank it, smacked his lips, and said dissatisfied: "This Aconite Bronchang Powder tastes too bad." It's too bad." Si Zhiyu, the leader of the Red Dragon Sect, came over and searched the deceased's waist, took out a token, and said, "It's a disciple of Wandu Valley."
< br>"The Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons? With this level of poison use, do you dare to call it Ten Thousand Poisons?"
Si Zhiyu smiled and said: "Your Majesty has a broad vision, so naturally he doesn't take it seriously, but in Daqian, Wandu Valley can barely be regarded as a first-class sect."
"Forget it, some My dear, no need to say more, Master Si, how far is it to get to Beiquan Mountain?”
“It should be half a mile away?” An hour!"
Zuoqiu's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty coldness, and he grinned: "It's so close, I can't wait, let's go, let's go to Beiquan Mountain tonight! Just go to Daqian King’s Palace to play!”
……
Gu Yuanqing stood on the mountainside of Beiquan Mountain, where he could just see the military camp below and the road to Beiquan Mountain.
"These forbidden troops seem to have evacuated. Has the imperial court abandoned this place?"
Gu Yuanqing was wondering when he suddenly saw the old man in green.
At this moment, the old man in green looked back.
When their eyes met, Gu Yuanqing couldn't describe these eyes. They seemed as calm as water, calm and calm, but in a trance, it seemed that there was something hidden in them, which was extremely profound.
"This is a master!"
When Gu Yuanqing recalled it, it seemed that he should have seen this old man when he first looked at the military camp, but it was not until this moment that he was really surprised that this man was actually standing here.
It was not as if Gu Yuanqing saw him, but it was only at this moment that the old man let Gu Yuanqing see himself.
"My little friend, why don't you come down and talk?"
The old man's voice was not loud, just like normal speech, and could be heard clearly in Gu Yuanqing's ears across hundreds of meters.
Gu Yuanqing raised his hands to the old man and said, "Senior, if you want to talk about it, why not come to this mountain? The scenery here is better."
"Gu Yuanqing?"
"Yes, it's right down there. "
The old man in green nodded, stopped talking, turned back and looked into the distance with his hands behind his hands.
Gu Yuanqing did not leave, he jumped up lightly, climbed up a big tree, and sat on it.
A group of monkeys covered with soft and thick golden hair jumped in the trees, and a pile of wild fruits was delivered to Gu Yuanqing by the monkey king.
Gu Yuanqing took the fruit, touched the top of its head and smiled: "Go, don't stay here."
The monkey king roared softly, and the monkeys chirped again. Jump away.
The old man in green seemed to be aware of the scene on the mountain, and looked back with a slightly surprised look.
Gu Yuanqing smiled back.
Time passed little by little, and Gu Yuanqing sat leisurely among the trees and waited quietly. Occasionally, when he was thirsty, tea would come flying to him as soon as he thought about it.
About six o'clock, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance.
Gu Yuanqing stood up and looked from a distance, and saw more than a hundred people riding horses. The people who came were wearing hooded robes, exactly the same as the people from the Red Dragon Sect that Gu Yuanqing saw that night.
Gu Yuanqing's eyes quickly locked on the strong man standing on top of a carriage.
This man is dressed differently from the people around him. He carries a long knife on his shoulder, his long hair and robes are flying, and the carriage is bumpy, but his body is as stable as a rock and does not move.
He grinned wildly and wildly, as if no one in the world was in his eyes!
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