In the valley, a bonfire was raised, and a grizzly bear woken up by an avalanche was hung on the fire, with a scorching oil sizzling and fragrant.
In the swaying fire, the two sat opposite each other and talked about martial arts.
At this point, Yang Yu's martial arts attainments were no less than that of any great master. Lin Qitian didn't care much at the beginning, and he said more and listened less, but later his expression became serious and even surprised.
The power of combat can be induced to supernatural powers, but there is no shortcut to this martial arts attainment...
Confessions, until night fell, a big bear was eaten clean while the two chatted.
"There are many wonders in the world. More than 70 years ago, in a valley in Liujishan, in front of the same bonfire, the same ten dragons and ten elephants..."
In the fire, Lin Qitian's distracting topic was silently sweating profusely in question, and he was reluctant to communicate with him anymore.
Recalling the past, there are so many glorious things.
More than 70 years ago, there were signs of troubled times. The Dali Tianlang outside the pass was ready to move. The army of the Three Kingdoms gathered, and before the war, there were so many frictions.
It was a turbulent era, and most of the famous masters in today's world have already emerged in that war.
"The battle between Liujishan and Shan fought for nearly ten years. At that time, the chaos in the country had already arisen and the military was exhausted. The late emperor had no choice but to mobilize the whole country.
At that time, I was only at your age today. Wei Zhengxian and Fang Zhenghao were only half a child, and he looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old. By chance, the three of us came to the under-reputation of Prince Zhao at that time."
Lin Qitian slowly told:
"At that time, your teacher was one of the aides under Prince Zhao..."
The battle between Liujishan was ten years ago.
In the past ten years, the down-and-out prince Zhang Xuanba became the famous King of Zhao in the Western Palace, and controlled the world's soldiers and was in the limelight.
Lin Qitian and the other two learned the three magical skills he taught them respectively, and after the war, they were successively promoted to masters and grand masters, and stationed in the frontiers.
"No wonder you and General Wei have made a very detailed notification of the Earth God."
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
From Lin Qitian's words, he also understood why Wang Muzhi wanted him to take Yunzhou, but it turned out that he was always in love...
"In the valley of that year, six of us swore with the bright moon, determined to expel foreign enemies, quell the civil strife, and create a prosperous Ming Dynasty again!"
It seemed like the wind was blowing, the bonfire was flashing and about to disappear, and Lin Qitian's emotions fluctuated slightly.
“Recreate the prosperous age…”
Yu Yang listened quietly.
Who can implement the bold words of youth for the rest of his life?
"It's a pity that after the Liujishan battle, Prince Zhao's momentum reached its peak, but it also made the courtiers who had originally supported him look for checks and balances..."
Lin Qitian sighed: "We and the six people are finally getting farther and farther away, even..."
"The tricks of ghosts are actually more difficult to avoid than swords and guns on the battlefield."
Yu Yang shook his head slightly.
Lin Qitian did not say too much, but he could naturally guess that in the decades before Zhang Xuanba was in seclusion, many families, martial arts sects, and even the royal family were also secretly competing with him.
I am afraid that what made Zhang Xuanba retreat in the end was not only a breakthrough in martial arts, but also a pressure from the late emperor...
"yes."
Lin Qitian fell into silence and felt complicated.
After seventy years, his martial arts skills are far from comparable to those of him, but some things seem to be far less than those of him.
"Power is really comparable to supernatural powers."
Yu Yang fiddled with the bonfire and was alert.
First there was Wei Zhengxian, and then Lin Qitian. These two generals who looked down on the battlefield did not frown between life and death, but when facing that page of paper, they had to bow their heads and even run away.
But he understood that whether it was Wei Zhengxian or Lin Qitian, it was not the documents or the court that bound them, but countless comrades in their lifetime, and even the soldiers and civilians under their command.
After a brief silence, Lin Qitian had already restrained his mind. He looked at Yang Yu, a little complicated:
"Do you know why Lao Xu gave you a choice before leaving that day?"
Yu Yang had speculation about this, but he still shook his head:
"I hope to hear the details."
"Wang Muzhi said something about it? The two of them had a fierce quarrel many years ago, and then they cut off their relationship with their master and apprenticeship. They never met again for decades."
Yu Yang nodded, indicating that he had heard of it.
"Some people think this is the way for Old Xu Mingzhe to protect himself, but this is true. They did quarrel, but it is also fake, because they have never cut off the relationship between master and apprentice."
Lin Qitian paused and said:
"The people are the most important, and the country is the second most important, and the king is the least important. Lao Xu's thoughts can be summed up in one sentence. He is loyal to the king, but in his heart, the king is more than the country and the country.
Therefore, he gave you a choice and gave Longyuan border residents a choice..."
Mr. Xu...
By the bonfire, Yang Yu sat quietly for a long time.
"But it's only limited to him. Whether I or Wei Zhengxian, I will not interfere, but I will not help you.
The court can change its surname, but the border cannot…”
Lin Qitian said a lot, and finally left the letter raft and left:
"Be careful of Ma Longtu. This person has obtained the true legend of the Black Mountain Old Demon. He is also in Northwest Road..."
"call!"
A long time later, Yang Yu blew out the bonfire and stood up.
In the sky, the cry of eagles came, mixed with the sound of dog barking. Not long after, the big black dog that was driving the eagle fell from the sky and pounced on his arms.
"Little guy."
Yang Yu smiled and teased the little guy, and did not forget to take a look at its fate. As he digested this period of time, its fate seemed to be able to be changed again.
Temporarily press all kinds of thoughts into your heart.
Yu Yang began to take stock of the gains.
First of all, it is naturally the dragon stick.
This dragon stick is naturally not the legendary Song Zusan who conquered the world, but it is also the magic weapon that Meng Hanguang became famous, approaching tens of thousands of forgings.
【Soldier: Panlong Stick】
【Fate: The Soldier of the Canglong】
【Fate number: One purple, four gold, three red】
【Invincible (lilac), the fate belongs to the Canglong (light gold), lifting heavy weights is as light as light gold, lifting light is as heavy as light gold, breaking soldiers and breaking armor (light gold), will blessing (light red), killing people to fill the wild (light red), not easy to wear (light red), luck soldiers (light green)]
【Status: Opened】
【Level: Thousand Refining】
"The magical weapon with nearly ten thousand forgings is no wonder the two-edged sword cannot resist..."
Holding a Panlong stick, Yang Yu couldn't help but sigh at the rich and powerful court.
Compared with the Dry Dragon Divine Bow, this dragon stick is naturally insufficient. But looking at the world, it is also a top weapon, only worse than the top ten magic weapons.
In fact, any divine weapon that refines thousands is priceless. As far as he knows, there are many places on the Jinxiu List, but there are no divine weapons of ten thousand forgings.
With the ten paths of the Central Plains, the power of the court is not comparable to that of one family.
It's a pity that this is a stick...
Chapter completed!