125, Qingcheng School’s magic weapon 23

Now the whole thing can be connected. The rebels attacked Luzhou, and Sanjiang Pavilion took the opportunity to intercept the cork. Even if they didn't stop it, as long as they entered Chengdu City and handed it to Zhao Yu, the governor of the Three Provinces, the cork would fall into the hands of Sanjiang Pavilion. Because Yi Yun inserted his hand, some corks were intercepted by the Shu Palace, so Sanjiang Pavilion had to deal with the Shu King...

Yi Yun turned his mind and spliced ​​the whole thing bit by bit.

No! Even if I don’t make this move, Sanjiang Pavilion must deal with the King of Shu if it wants to get the cork from Chengdu Oasis. They must have deployed the opportunity to kill Shu King long ago, and they just happened to it.

As for why Sanjiang Pavilion did not take action when the Prince of Shu went to Dujiangyan, it was entirely because there were rebels outside the city. If they attacked the Prince of Shu at that time, they would not have the cork to be safely seized, and they would be inserted by the rebels. So they first let the King of Shu's army and the rebels consume each other, and wait until the rebels retreated, and then disguise themselves as Qingcheng swordsmen to kill the King of Shu with their handsome men.

Yi Yun slapped Gao Xingyu's face with a knife and said in a deep voice: "What's going on in Chengdu now?"

Gao Xingyu said: "Our Sanjiang Pavilion does not need a city, only corks. Now Zhao Yu should have assembled two thousand soldiers and is escorting all the corks that have been stolen together to evacuate them."

When Yi Yun heard this, he suddenly recalled the situation in his mind when Prince Shu took him to see the cork. The huge cork in Chengdu City was as high as two or three meters high and two or three meters wide. It was like a huge Rubik's Cube. If you want to transport such things, you must be loaded with a large cart, pull them with more than a dozen camels together, and you must also protect them by the car. In other words, it is not that easy to transport the cork, and the rebels must be slow to move now!

If you want to regain the cork, now is the best chance. Although the cork has nothing to do with me, at least the cork in Chengdu Oasis must be snatched back, firstly for the purpose of Prince Shu who is not bad to me, and secondly for the lovely cousin of Han Daosi. If the huge cork is lost, a year later, the huge oasis will be turned back into the desert, wouldn’t she even lose her home?

He jumped up suddenly and shouted: "Scout, go to Chengdu nearby to monitor the Sanjiang Pavilion's operations... 32nd father-in-law, Taoist Chenxing, come quickly and let's discuss what to do next."

Several scouts from Suining Oasis immediately ran away and earned credit in front of the prince. There was no reason not to hurry up.

The Thirty-Two Grandpa and Taoist Master Chen Xing were actually right next to him. They also heard what Gao Xingyu said, knowing that a serious situation occurred in the Chengdu Oasis. Yi Yun shouted, and the Thirty-Two Grandpa immediately lowered his eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Prince Jiashan, are you planning to regain the cork from Sanjiang Pavilion? Gao Xingyu said that there are two thousand enemies in the enemy army, and there are also Zhao Yu, a fourth-level 'strong general', and there should be dozens of third-level 'mart generals'. As for the third-level 'assassins, I don't know how many of us are. We are afraid that we are not opponents."

"You coward!" Yi Yun slapped the thirty-two father-in-law in the face and cursed: "Isn't your evil-proof sword technique very powerful? Just kill the enemy formation and play a thousand horses, isn't it enough?"

The 32nd father-in-law covered his face and said amused and crying: "Prince, those are two thousand people. The characteristic of the slave's evil-proof sword technique is that his body is flexible and as fast as a ghost. However, once he entered the military formation, there were spear-sharp shield walls in all directions, and he could not dodge and move at all, and there was only one way to die."

"Useless scum! If you ask you to charge in the battle, you will say no!" Yi Yun said unhappy: "What should I do? Watch the people from Sanjiang Pavilion transport the cork away?"

The 32nd father-in-law wiped his sweat and said, "The profession of slaves is not a profession that can charge, and it will be a small fight. Otherwise, we can ask for help from the surrounding counties, such as Nanchong Oasis, Guang'an Oasis, Tongnan Oasis, etc., we should be able to call out two or three hundred soldiers to listen to it. If we gather them together, we can barely form an army."

Yi Yun frowned and thought about it carefully: "These broken oasis are very small. Even if they all add up, how many people can there be?"

"Maybe... there are a thousand people." The thirty-two father-in-law said timidly.

"Damn, are you playing tricks on me? One thousand people are useless." Yi Yun kicked thirty-two father-in-law a somersault and turned to Chen Xing and said, "Master Chen Xing, do you have any good solutions?" He asked Chen Xing as well. In fact, he didn't think a mere Qingcheng Sect has the ability to deal with two thousand people.

Chen Xing bowed his head and said seriously: "Amitabha Buddha, there are too few people here, and it is impossible to defeat an army of two thousand people, but... I have released the Paper Crane Transmission Xun just now. Its speed is very fast and it should have returned to Qingcheng Mountain long ago. When I sent the head master to receive the Paper Crane Transmission Xun, I should make a corresponding judgment..."

As soon as he said this, Yi Yun became a little interested and asked, "I'll listen to what you mean. As long as the head of the Qingcheng Sect is willing, will he be sure to deal with the two thousand troops?"

Chen Xing quickly explained: "No... My sect doesn't have such strong strength. My thirty-two father-in-law said he could get a thousand people, so we only need to deal with another thousand. If the head of my sect is willing to ask the town sect's magic weapon "Qingcheng Secret Record", he can launch the unique "Wanhua Guiyi Sword Formation" of Qingcheng Sect, and he will definitely be able to deal with the remaining 1,000 second-level soldiers."

"Shenma?" Yi Yun Daqi: "The magic weapon of the town school? Wanhua Guiyi Sword Formation? What are these? Don't say any nouns that I don't understand, explain it to me."

Chen Xing was in his heart: My Qingcheng Sect’s "Qingcheng Secret Record" and the "Wanhua Guiyi Sword Formation" are famous all over the world. Why haven’t this prince heard of this?

The 32nd father-in-law, who is good at observing words and expressions, came over quickly. He knew that Yi Yun was an ignorant playboy before. Although he had become powerful now, it was normal to know nothing. In fact, many royal relatives in Dameng Country are all idiots, and they don’t know anything except eating, drinking, and having fun. He was no longer surprised. So he quickly whispered to Yi Yun: "Prince, the magic weapon is actually a tool to activate skills. Different magic weapons carry different skills. The Qingcheng Sect has a magic weapon passed down from generation to generation, called "Qingcheng Secret Record". This magic weapon can make seven real people with palm swords and forty-nine sword Taoists form a sword formation, which is extremely powerful and is as famous as the "Xuannun Extinction Sword Formation" of the Emei Sect."

"Oh!" Yi Yun could easily understand it. In fact, many games have similar settings, such as a special weapon with a special skill, such as the sheep knife in "dota", which comes with a skill that turns the enemy into a lamb, and Chun Gejia in "League of Legends" has the skill that resurrects the place.

In this way, the Qingcheng Sect’s magic weapon is just a thing that can cast a sword formation. Yi Yun couldn’t help but frown and said, “Is this sword formation powerful? Can it really rival a thousand people? If it can’t compete, we will finish playing.”

Yi Yun's distrustful tone broke Chen Xing's heart. He said depressedly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, our Qingcheng Sect is not a vegetarian... As long as you use the sword formation of the Zhen Sect, it is really a Buddha blocking and killing Buddhas, and a god blocking and killing gods."

"Tsk, you said that the gods blocked the gods and the Buddhas blocked the Buddhas, and you said that you can only deal with one thousand people. For the other thousand, we have to gather soldiers from the surrounding counties to deal with them. Aren't you a cold man?" Yi Yun said unhappy: "Since the gods blocked the gods and Buddhas blocked the Buddhas, you will kill all the two thousand enemies."

Chenxing: "..."

Yi Yun counted with his fingers: "Using a thousand miscellaneous soldiers against the one thousand mercenaries in Sanjiang Pavilion should have the same level, and there is no way to decide the winner, and then using a sword formation to deal with another thousand mercenaries... No matter how I calculate, I think this strategy is stupid! The so-called strategy should be to have the confidence to win before I can do it! Otherwise, if I lose, if the cork cannot be snatched back, we will also have to pay..."

The thirty-two father-in-law quickly said, "What the prince said is reasonable..."

At this moment, a light suddenly lit up in the sky southwest, and a small thing that was only the size of a palm flew over quickly.

"What is that?" A scout saw it from a distance, raised his hand and shouted at the flying little thing.

Everyone looked up together. Chen Xing only glanced at it and immediately said happily: "It's a paper crane that is very good. It must be a message sent back by the head of my Qingcheng Sect."

Everyone watched the paper crane fly closer and closer, and swiftly down. Chen Xing even stretched out his hand to let the paper crane stop on his arm. Unexpectedly, the paper crane suddenly turned around in the air, bypassed Chen Xing, and flew towards the side...

“Huh?”

Yi Yundaqi, he must have opened his eyes and saw that the paper crane actually stopped in front of Nini and Dan Xiaoyao.

"It turns out that it's not from the Qingcheng Sect, but from the Emei Sect's paper crane..." Everyone was sweating profusely, and Chen Xing, who had expressed his wrong love, with embarrassment and retreated his hand.

The paper crane stopped in front of Nini and Dan Xiaoyao, and suddenly the crane's mouth opened. When he spoke, what was heard was Honglian's voice: "The teacher has returned to Mount Emei, and the threat of the rebels' sand cavalry has been eliminated, so the Emei Sect no longer needs protection. The head sect's real person ordered the teacher to bring the magic weapon of the town sect down the mountain to deal with Sanjiang Pavilion. What's the situation with you now? Report it quickly!"

"Wow!" When everyone heard this, they were shocked. It's great, Emei is here too!

Chen Xing was overjoyed and said excitedly: "It's Honglian, this is Honglian's voice... It's great..."

Yi Yun was overjoyed and smiled and said, "Emei also has magic weapons in the sect, and any sword formation? Hahaha, that's great, so we have the confidence to win and can deal with Sanjiang Pavilion. Nini, Dan Xiaoyao, let the paper crane send back and let your master come and reinforce it quickly."

As soon as Yi Yun finished speaking, the little demon Tan shouted at the paper crane and cried: "Wow... woo... Master, the disciple was kissed and touched by Zhu Yun, so he can't get married!"

Everyone: "..."
Chapter completed!