Chapter 100 Destiny is still around
But because of this inconspicuous little move, it reached the ears of the officers and soldiers on the left and right of the front line. Somehow it was reported that the back road was cut off, and the city where food, grass, equipment and equipment were gathered fell.
The officers and soldiers relied on a false fire to hold on.
The officers and soldiers on the left and right who were unable to contribute to the battle had been frightened for a long time after seeing the miserable situation of the middle route army and the rebel army fighting back and forth in the past few days. They were afraid that one day the governor's middle route would not have enough men to drag them into the battle.
Now that they heard that the way back was cut off, the two groups of officers and soldiers, who were distracted, directly bombed the camp. Then the generals also took advantage of the situation and pulled their respective governors to run away, for fear that they would be made dumplings by the rebels if they ran too slowly.
The officers and soldiers of the two groups on the left and right fled, and Chuang Potian was overjoyed. He ordered the officers and soldiers of the two groups to face the rebels and send a few people to pursue them, and then
those defeated soldiers were driven from the battlefield.
Most of the remaining soldiers and horses moved closer to Chuang Potian as the core, and pressed together towards the Governor-General who was still supported by a single tree.
The fierce battle lasted for a day, and the officers and soldiers of the Central Route Army finally couldn't hold on.
The governor also wanted to lead his army to slowly withdraw from the battlefield and retain his strength to fight again.
Bai Yushan, the military advisor on Chuang Potian's side, hurriedly asked everyone to shout - the retreat of the officers and soldiers has been cut off, the reinforcements on the left and right have collapsed, and the army will die without help. Anyone who kills the yellow man and the dragon will be rewarded with ten thousand gold and promoted to the general of an army.
As a result, the officers and soldiers of the middle route army also collapsed.
Chuang Potian finally won this victory.
Qingyang Lao Dao stood on the lookout car and looked at the officers and soldiers running in the wilderness, discarding their helmets and armor, and being defeated. His eyes almost fell to the ground in shock.
He really couldn’t understand.
Obviously the officers and soldiers had a great advantage, so they pressed on to break through the sky in the early stage.
Why was it that just a small rebel army had no choice but to occupy a small county town that had nothing to do with the overall situation of the battlefield, and the officers and soldiers collapsed on the left and right?
Isn’t this just trying to kill Governor Huang Renlong who is standing in front of him?
Huang Renlong, the white jade pillar of the Jin Kingdom, has fallen over the sea. Who else can fight? Dare to fight?
Even if there are famous generals who are loyal and passionate, how can the court collect enough money and food for a large army to fight? Where could so many elites come from?
It can be said that the battle at Chuang Potian has wiped out all the powerful officers and soldiers in the northern part of Jin.
The military in the south has always been weak, and neither officers nor soldiers nor a few rebels are a threat to him.
In terms of strength, Chuang Potian is currently the number one person in the Jin Kingdom, the reckless emperor who has not yet sat on the dragon throne.
Old Taoist Qingyang only felt toothache, face pain, and heart and liver trembling.
In order to cultivate his own Hundred Soul Banner and absorb enough souls, he casually said that the destiny created by a golden light talisman would be incarnated, and it seemed to have become true.
He also didn't expect that Chuang Po Tian would be so powerful, as if he had a destiny.
Obviously it was too late to start the incident, and we missed the opportunity to play a role in clearing the way for the real dragon.
But there seems to be an invisible hand playing with fate, and Chuang Potian catches the leopard every time.
After leaving the province, the more you fight, the more brave you become, the more you fight, the stronger you become, and you will win the war!
Now that the main force of the imperial court has been destroyed, the golden road leading to the capital appears in front of Chuang Potian.
Chuang Po Tian is a winner.
But Old Taoist Qingyang is crazy.
He could trick the future emperor into taking bad elixirs that consume his blood essence and shorten his lifespan, thinking that he would train him to become a master so that he could harvest materials for making weapons.
Now, should I run?
Should I run anyway?
Taoist Priest Qingyang is now in a difficult position.
In the past few years, he has been hanging out with Chuang Po Tian. After every battle, he would perform rituals on the battlefield. Soon there were too many dead people, and even if he carefully selected strong souls to absorb them, the Hundred Soul Banner could no longer absorb them. Moved.
It's not that there are not enough fresh and powerful souls on the battlefield, but that the material of his magic weapon cannot keep up and has reached its limit.
It is not something he can do if he wants to select suitable precious materials and create a powerful magic weapon.
Firstly, there is a lack of materials, and secondly, even if there are materials, he, a monk at the third level of Qi training, does not have such tyrannical power and weapon-making skills. After all, he is not a professional forger.
Two and a half years was enough time for everything in the world to turn upside down. The rogue bandits broke into the sky and became a powerful figure in the Central Plains. A stomp of his foot could make the Jin Kingdom tremble.
But for low-level immortal cultivators, two years is not enough for them to make rapid progress in strength.
Qingyang Old Taoist is still at the third level of Qi training, but the magic weapon Hundred Soul Banner in his hand has been refined extremely powerfully by him, which should be enough to crush the same game.
Since Chuang Po Tian took off this year.
Three or five immortal cultivators came to Chuang Potian one after another. Fortunately, their cultivation levels were not very high. Most of them were monks on the second or even first level of Qi training. Qingyang Old Taoist just released his magic aura. and malicious intent, scared away these colleagues.
Everyone's purpose is the same, to lean against the big tree to enjoy the shade, and to use this anti-king power to collect some good things for practicing Taoism.
But today’s battle with Chuang Po Tian was won so beautifully.
Next, a large number of soldiers and horses will definitely join us, and those colleagues who want to take advantage of the situation will definitely come.
I am afraid that there will be a hard time. If Taoist Master Qingyang's lies about the elixirs are exposed, the prospects will be bad. After all, the old Taoist is only a low-level Qi practitioner, not a low-level foundation builder.
If the army cooperates with martial arts masters to encircle and suppress, one may die on the spot if he is not careful.
In this regard, there are true records from the previous dynasty of great masters fighting low-level Qi-training monks.
It’s just a fluke that I haven’t met such a peer, but once I break through the sky and enter the capital and become the emperor, this national master is a sought-after position for low-level immortal cultivators, and I will definitely encounter a strong opponent, and that is not me. A person with the third level of Qi training can stop it.
Taoist Priest Qingyang immediately fell into a dilemma.
Run away, I’m a little reluctant. In the past few years, Chuangpotian has gained a lot of food, grass, gold, silver, and rare items. Some of them were stolen and some were given as gifts by others.
He actually found a few good materials among those rare items, and even a good sword embryo.
As long as he goes to Xiuxianfang City and sells or forges it to someone, it will be enough to double his fighting strength.
Don't run, because you are afraid that one day Chuang Po Tian will have more of his colleagues to undermine him, and then he will be trapped in the army, and his life will not be saved.
It is said that man perishes for money and birds perish for food.
Now Qingyang is trapped in this difficulty.
"Come on! Let's observe it for a few more days. If something goes wrong, run away immediately!"
"Anyway, I have found out some clues about the foundation construction and overhaul of the cave. Just go back and explore slowly."
Old Taoist Qingyang initially tested Luye and other people who entered the mountain, but found nothing, so he followed him in the provincial capital. He stayed with Dajun for another half a year, searching for clues in the surrounding area, and he really found some clues.
He is now certain that the cave where the foundation is being overhauled is located in the mountains outside the provincial capital where he and the group of monks fought to the death.
Chuang Potian can’t stay here any longer, so it’s a good idea to go back and hunt for treasures. As long as you’re lucky and spend a little more time, you might be able to gain something.
I don’t dare to dream about inheriting the complete foundation building technique, as long as I get a foundation building pill.
He still settled on the procrastination technique.
Night falls.
The candles in Chuang Po Tian’s tent were brightly lit.
At this time, many generals and troops were chasing outside. There were not many people in the tent, only Chuang Potian, military counselor Bai Yushan, Taoist Priest Qingyang and a few servants.
Chuang Potian laughed heartily from the tent!
"What a yellow man dragon, no matter how heroic you are, won't you be forced to commit suicide by me?"
There was a box on the table in front of him, and inside was a heart with angry eyes and a square face. , even after death, the head still carries a majestic appearance.
But it was Huang Renlong who almost chased Chuang Potian into the sky and into the earth in the decisive battle before.
Seeing that the situation was over, the governor felt that he had no chance to see the king again, so he drew his sword and committed suicide.
"Congratulations to your Majesty!" Bai Yushan bowed to the ground, "Now there will be no obstacles to the capital!" "But Your Majesty, although these yellow people and dragons are their own masters, they are still heroic. .”
"Now that our army has won a great victory, we have also captured many officers and soldiers. I ask the king to bury him generously, so as to calm people's hearts and show the world that the king has a broad mind."
Chuang Potian Nod immediately.
"What the military advisor said is absolutely true, accurate!"
He looked at Taoist Priest Qingyang again.
"When the two armies are fighting, I will ask the Taoist priest to perform a ritual to dispel the murderous spirit."
"Oh," Chuang Potian sighed, "When I bring peace to the world and end this troubled world, maybe I can Stop killing."
"Before this, I will bear all this evil by myself!"
As Chuang Potian goes from victory to victory, he is now. He really considers himself as the master of the world.
The once ruthless and murderous heart was now covered with a layer of compassion.
Taoist priest Qingyang immediately bowed.
“The king cares about the world, and it is his destiny to return!”
“I must perform rituals well to appease the souls of the dead, so that they will no longer have any resentment and their souls will return.”
Chuang Potian looked at Old Dao Qingyang, with an unclear smile on his face, and said suddenly.
"Taoist priest, you like to do things for others so much."
"Have you ever thought about it, if you die one day, who will perform rituals for you?"
Taoist Priest Qingyang saw Chuang Potian smiling sinisterly, and his heart trembled.
"The king is joking..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly pounced towards Chuang Potian.
Catch the thief first and capture the king first. As long as Chuang Po Tian is in hand, there is still a chance for a comeback.
Unexpectedly, the inconspicuous servant behind Chuang Potian suddenly had a talisman in his hand and crushed it into pieces.
A canopy of milky white soft light bloomed, enveloping Chuang Po Tian and Bai Lu Fan.
Bai Yushan looked horrified, not knowing what was happening.
Taoist Priest Qingyang bumped into him, white light spurted back, and he was actually pushed away!
He took a few steps back, touched his storage bag, and found a large flag in his palm, roaring loudly.
"Which fellow Taoist has ruined my good deeds?"
On the flag, the evil ghost from back then had evolved into the four corners of the head, circling around each other, roaring upwards, and streams of black air flowing down, turning the green Yang Taoist priest is covered all over.
He was about to shake the Hundred Soul Flag to summon the fierce ghost.
Hoo ho ho!
There were several slaves standing around the tent, but suddenly, like lightning, they took long soldiers from the weapon racks on both sides and attacked.
A few people in green robes and hats were dressing up as servants before, but now they are taking action.
Each body is more than half swollen, shaped like a diamond, with blood surrounding the body, true energy boiling, and an aura as deep as a mountain.
Especially the leader, whose body is like a giant touching the sky and as strong as a king holding a pagoda. As he runs, the energy and blood in his body are like rushing rivers, making a roaring sound! Make a square halberd.
There was a loud bang.
A few people struck together, and the blood on the long soldier turned strange ice blue, like a long snake circling. In just one blow, the black light freezing the body of Taoist Qingyang broke and shattered!
The man dressed as a servant behind Chuang Potian waved his hand.
A swallow-shaped stream of light circled around the head of Taoist Qingyang.
What a big head fell!
Qingyang was not dead at this time, and he exclaimed.
"Grandmaster! Flying Sword!"
Snap.
The head fell to the ground and rolled twice. Then he stared and died with his eyes closed.
Everything that happens in the big tent actually happens in the blink of an eye.
Commander Bai Yushan only felt that he blinked. Taoist priest Qingyang, who had always been favored by the king, first suddenly rushed towards the king with evil intentions, and then retreated and took out a long flag from nowhere.
The black air flowed down from the long banner like a bell protecting the body, and as a result, several strange faces suddenly transformed into martial arts masters to attack together.
In addition, there was a servant-looking person behind the king who waved casually.
A stream of light flashed by, and Taoist Priest Qingyang’s head fell to the ground.
At this time.
Blood burst out of his headless body, spraying nearly ten feet high, as if there was a rain of blood in the tent.
Without the host, the ghost on the big flag had one foot on the ground, but now he could only let out a few roars and was pulled back by the flag.
Bang.
The long banner fell to the ground.
At the same time, the headless body of Taoist Qingyang also fell to the ground.
Bai Yushan trembled, and then he knelt down and kowtowed to Chuang Potian, his voice filled with tears!
“Your Majesty, my subordinates really didn’t know that this villain from Qingyang was so bold and dared to assassinate the king and do such a treasonous and unethical thing!”
"I have nothing to do with this old Taoist. I hope the king will investigate clearly."
He has not forgotten that he introduced this Taoist priest to Chuang Potian.
According to the concept of the times, he is Qingyang's guarantor. If something happens to Qingyang, he will also suffer.
Chuang Potian remained silent and did not speak. He was not angry and proud.
Bai Lushan was so frightened that he was trembling all over.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
"You must believe in your subordinates. Your subordinates are as loyal as the sun and the moon!"
"Now the king is about to become a dragon, and his subordinates are clinging to the dragon. Wei, seeing that I am the founding prince, no matter how stupid I am, I will never do such a stupid thing!"
"I really have no idea that this evil thief Qingyang is doing such a bold and rebellious thing! Love.”
He kowtowed and begged for mercy, scolding Taoist Master Qingyang in his heart.
Is this Taoist priest blinded by lard?
You know some sorcery and dare to assassinate King Chuang?
He glanced secretly at the servant behind Chuang Potian.
At this time, the other person straightened his chest and back, but he was a pale young man with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a calm demeanor. He tore it off casually and took off his slave clothes, revealing a white robe and Taoist robe.
< br>As for the martial arts masters who had just attacked Taoist Master Qingyang with their long weapons, the leader among them had lost his blood and true energy and regained his body shape. He turned out to be just a dwarf with a slight bulge in his back!
But just now, the dwarf turned into a giant and led a group of people to break through Qingyang Lao Dao's body-protecting mysterious light. The power of his actions was astonishing, and the blood flowed in his body, as if the river was pounding beside him.
Bai Yushan has also seen many masters in the rebel army, and even the new martial arts master Tie Zang did not show any such abnormality.
Could it be——Grandmaster?
White Feather Fan took a breath of air.
When did the king have so many foreign masters under his command?
Why don't I know?
A trace of pain arose in his heart. He was the general manager of the army, and he had to deal with everything in the past.
It seems that because of Taoist Priest Qingyang, Chuang Potian is probably on guard against him. If he can survive this disaster, he should be cautious in the future, kowtow more and talk less.
(End of this chapter)