Vol 4 Chapter 148: : The seventh of the night
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Wang Tianzong is fishing.
The saints are fishing.
The scenery of the Emperor Soldiers is breathtaking.
The water waves on the shore of Lake Xizi are vast.
It's all spectacular.
Light rain in Lin'an.
Light rain sprinkled all over the city, slowly and intermittently.
The misty scenery of the West Lake in the rain is as beautiful as a fantasy.
A saint in a casual outfit rented a boat, and on the lake rafting, the expression was easy to express.
Throwing away the black cloak, which means mystery and power, the saint in the rain looks like a slightly weaker youth.
At the age of thirty-seven and eighteen, his face was pale. His appearance was not handsome, but he was very clean, so his looks seemed a little younger than the actual age.
The rain in Lin'an seemed to weaken his sword.
The saint who was shrouded in sword at any moment seemed extremely soft at this time, no longer the fierce fierceness before.
The canoe floated aimlessly with the turbulent waves.
The saint's eyes focused on the water wave in front of him.
His eyes did not have the sternness of the past, leaving only the most focused earnestness and expectation.
He is fishing.
It seems like I have exhausted all my thoughts on fishing.
Such saints are focused and gentle.
But it is extremely horrifying and focused.
There was a sudden ringing of the phone.
The saint frowned, reached for the phone and glanced at the number, and said helplessly, "You scared my fish away."
A quiet voice sounded on the phone: "So I didn't eat any fish, right?"
"Look at luck."
The saint shook his head: "I am in the heart of the lake."
"almost there."
The person on the phone said something briefly and then hung up.
The saint put down his cell phone and continued to stare at the lake, stunned.
He made an appointment today, but he was not on the phone.
It was an accident.
The unexpected call, the unexpected person, scared away not only his fish, but also disturbed his mood.
The saint sighed softly. He had been wounded for nearly half a month in Lin'an.
He received no news from any source, so his mind was extremely calm.
He hoped that his heart would continue to calm down.
A dark shadow suddenly appeared on the hazy lake.
The dark shadows walked on the water under the gloomy sky, and brought a strong wind.
The lake was shaking with the wind.
The kayak thrashed in the turbulent water.
The saint simply put down the fishing rod. In this state, the fish would not be hooked even if it was stupid.
The dark shadows of the wind fell on the ship.
Heiying wore a black cloak, his body slumped, and his feet coughed as soon as his feet landed.
The saint frowned slightly, looking at the oldest man who worked best with himself.
"Your injuries are serious. You are not at home. What are you running away for?"
"Work hard."
The military division resisted the cough, and smiled: "Which look like you, hide in Lin'an, nothing is considered."
"Some things are powerless."
The saints said lightly.
The military division was silent for a while, and sat down beside the saints, feeling the extremely weak breath of the other side. The military division's voice was slightly condensed: "How could your injury be so serious? Almost half a month, did not recover at all?"
"Who told you I was healing?"
The saint smiled calmly.
"what are you doing then?"
The military division's voice was a little cold.
"Learn sword."
The saint said earnestly: "I am learning the sword, the strongest sword."
Tianjiao's sword is naturally the hardest and naturally the strongest.
The army division just rose.
"What's the harvest?"
He asked.
"difficult."
The saint shook his head.
The military division did not speak for a while.
The water surface calmed down again.
The canoe continued to float on the lake.
The palm of the saint suddenly lifted up.
A plump big fish fell on the tow of the fishing rod.
The military division still did not speak.
The saints ignored him and skillfully killed the fish, peeling off the scales and removing the internal organs.
There are some simple dressings to wear.
Cumin Chili ...
The saint applied the seasoning to the fish.
A faint but hot flame burned in the palm of his hand.
Hand grilling fish is fast and the temperature can be controlled at will.
The fish cooked quickly.
The saints were divided in half to the division.
They ate a fish in silence.
The grilled fish is tender and tender, and the seasoning is just right.
But the taste is average.
"Eastern Europe is messy."
The two threw the fish bones into the lake with little public morality. The ice-mang flashed between the military divisions, and the ice-mang became water, washing away the oil stains in his hands.
Oh, the military division.
"Do you really want to do something?"
The military officer asked, looking at the calm and focused saint.
"What can we do now?"
The saint asked.
What he was telling the truth is that during the battle of Emperor Bingshan, the ten masters of thundering realm in Tiandu Purgatory, plus their reincarnation status of King, faced an invincible peak.
Although the peak invincible state is a bit special.
But the sword that reached the invincible state of the peak has not weakened at all. Under that sword, not to mention the ten thriller masters who belong to Heavenly Purgatory, it is that the general and the duke who have surpassed the peak of the thunderland are almost Falling on the spot, if the division and the saints were not quick to respond, they would also die there.
Or if the summer solstice can continue to send out a sword, the result cannot be changed.
The military division and the saints jointly avoided the strongest sword in the beginning, but the injuries were so serious that they could not do anything in a short time.
Going to the snow country in their current state is completely death-seeking, and the role they play is not even as elite as a fireland.
The military division was silent, his breath was chaotic, and he looked a little irritable.
"In her plan, we would not have appeared on the battlefield in Eastern Europe."
The saint said: "It's just that she is too confident and always thinks that she can control everything, but in a real chaos, everyone is flexible and who can control everything?"
"I'm here to discuss it with you. Would you like me to do something?"
Said the military division.
He is different from the saints.
Different roads, different positioning, and different responsibilities.
His injuries are equally serious now.
But even if the military division is severely injured, he can still do a lot of things.
"If you are not afraid of being exposed, you are at will."
The saint said softly: "As long as you can afford the consequences, after so many years of planning, if you are exposed now, how would you say the boss would thank you?"
The military division smiled bitterly.
He also understood what Qin Weibai meant.
Although the samsara ’s heritage is not enough, it is not really weak enough that no one is available. In fact, to elaborate, he and the saints had to go to the Emperor Mountain to siege the summer solstice. He and the saints did not have to go. It is nothing more than sending some manpower. Tiandu Purgatory can take ten masters of thunderstorms to splurge, and reincarnate to bite your teeth, it is also possible.
But in the end, Qin Weibai chose the strongest fighting power of their four reincarnation Twelve Heavenly Kings in order to prevent them from participating in the Eastern European chaos.
But now the reincarnation palace is hidden in the largest batch of elites in Eastern Europe. It has almost been completely annihilated. The reincarnation palace has suffered heavy losses, and Qin Weibai's plan will certainly be affected. In this case, can the trial in Eastern Europe continue?
"Just calm down."
The saint said: "The boss now has the Lin clan behind him, and it is not a big problem."
"But she was seeking death!"
The military division sank.
The saints became silent and did not seem to know what to say.
"why?"
The military officer asked.
This question is very interesting.
No matter what, the military division couldn't figure out why Qin Weibai took the initiative to die.
He knew Qin Weibai was robbing Li Tianlan.
But seeking death and dying are completely two concepts, one active and one passive.
The military division did not know why.
But he believed the saints knew.
The saints also called Qin Weibai's boss.
But the two did not have a true affiliation, which is different from any of the Uranus in the samsara.
Many times, the two seem to be working together.
"She can't figure it out, why?"
The saint sighed softly and brought up the topic, his tone carrying exhaustion that could not be concealed.
"We can't stop her decision. But as far as I know, this time it's not without a turnaround."
He whispered: "So ... just calm down."
"Your heart is quiet enough."
The military division sneered, and seemed to be angry at the saints.
The saint shook his head in tears.
"I must be at peace."
His tone was soft: "You can break through if you are calm. My current state has no effect when I go to Eastern Europe. But if I happen to break through invincibility in the near future, it will increase the vitality of my boss ..."
"If I can go invincible, my sword will fit the strongest sword ..."
The military officer looked up and looked at the saints.
"Will you go invincible?"
"sooner or later."
Said the saint.
"Before the chaos in Eastern Europe ends, how much do you have a breakthrough?"
The military officer asked.
"The words now ..."
The saints thought for a while, and to be honest, "there is no certainty."
"..."
The anger of the military division began to rise again. With his relationship with the saints, the saints would not lie to him, and they had no certainty. What's the difference between being unable to break through for the time being?
"You need to calm down."
The saint said, "You are going to lose your mind now."
The division's anger was a meal.
"I can't calm down."
He said.
The storm by the lake fell on her black cloak, cold.
The military division laughed at himself: "I've seen too many ingratitudes these years. Do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Ok?"
The saints were a little puzzled.
"Except for a few people who are really embarrassed, the kind that can be forgotten is not heavy enough."
The military officer whispered softly: "Brother, without her, I do n’t know what I am like now. How can I forget this kindness? How can I calm down?"
"..."
The saints were silent for a moment before they said lightly: "Loyalty can make people crazy and rational. How do you choose?"
Crazy is loyalty.
So is sane.
The latter is more in line with her requirements.
The answer is clear, obvious, but so bitter.
It is also the last answer the military division wants to face.
"Why are you here in Lin'an?"
The saint asked.
"Come for someone."
The military division said dumbly, "Next, we will go to Tiannan."
"Tiannan?"
The saints hesitated.
"It's just a layout, nothing big."
The saint nodded. Tiannan's special and sensitive place, if it works well, is the foundation of a true emperor.
And that land is, to some extent, the foundation of the reincarnation palace that borrowed all kinds of power to specifically open up for Li Tianlan. Now all developments are extremely smooth. After the end of the chaos in Eastern Europe, Li Tianlan and the Eastern Palace will be officially there Rising, the reincarnation palace cannot naturally give up easily.
No matter what happens, you cannot give up.
Qin Weibai left them in Central China and prevented them from participating in the chaos in Eastern Europe, not because they could not play a role in the chaos in Eastern Europe, nor because of danger, but because of the value they had played in Central China. Bigger.
"That being the case, you leave early."
The saint said quietly.
His wrist shook, and another fish was pulled out of the water by him, slightly smaller than the previous one, but still weighing two or three pounds.
"A fish is coming."
The military division said looking at the water.
"I have an appointment."
The saint shook his head: "It should come soon."
"So this isn't entertaining me?"
The saint pointed at the fish on the nail plate.
"If you don't leave again, it won't be the fish, but the sword. I can't stop it."
The saint said he seemed to think something, and a faint smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.
The army officer immediately knew who the saint was about, and he shook his head and stood up.
As he was about to step into the water, he suddenly said, "Which note is useful?"
"Vital."
The military division's eyes carried unabashed reverence.
"Will you borrow it?"
"I'm hopeless at my age."
The military officer shook his head: "And I don't have much interest in the invincible realm. Martial arts fight is not the best stage for me."
His figure stepped on the lake, and the wind raged.
In the turbulent waves, the military division disappeared quickly.
The saints are still fishing quietly.
No urgency, no arrogance, no arrogance, immense concentration.
The rain in the West Lake was gradually increasing.
The mist was getting heavy on the lake.
A pair of white clothes came out of a vast white mist.
One man and one woman are both wearing long swords.
They are both about forty years old. The man is slightly short, with a height of one meter and seven, but is extremely outstanding in appearance, with white hair and white hair, and a face like a crown jade. This is a man who is restrained to the extreme, without revealing the slightest. Jian Yi, without revealing the slightest aura, he was most impressed by his smile, eyes, and mouth corners. He seemed to be laughing all over, and the smile was bright, and even bright.
The woman's figure is extremely tall, conservatively estimated to have a height of 1.75 meters, and the black and soft long hair almost spreads over the waist. Her face is undoubtedly very beautiful. It has a standard goose egg face, and the facial features are delicate and soft. It's extremely weird.
It's just like....
A woman without any temperament.
Not tender, not cold, not charming, not calm, not charming.
There is no temperament in her body, so her beauty looks extremely fragile.
The men and women in white clothes stepped across the lake calmly and embarked on the boat under the saint.
There was only one fish on the boat, lonely.
The man in white who seemed to be smiling even his eyebrows and hair laughed softly and said, "This technique is too bad, a fish is so small, not enough to eat."
"The second is here."
The saint chuckled, and a big fish weighing four or five pounds was thrown out of the lake by him.
There was a sword in the air.
There is only one sword intention, but they spin in the air with two completely different moods.
The big fish pulled by the saints was still in the air.
Fish scales, blood stains, and internal organs began to peel off during rotation. When the big fish fell on the boat, it became extremely clean.
The man in white whistled and smiled happily.
"One more."
He said, "It's almost there."
The saint smiled, holding the fishing rod in his hand casually, and calmly said, "Has Tianlan ever found you?"
"I can't reach the level."
The man in white smiled: "He didn't find me, but he found my second sister. The second sister pulled me over. I'm a free man. Anyway, it's okay to just go to Eastern Europe."
"Just around?"
The saint smiled. "It will die."
"how come."
The man in white smiled unchanged: "You do n’t say yes. The second sister stubbed me. The younger brother has sent me more than 500 text messages these days. The phone bombing is countless. I ca n’t go. None, what's the point of my staying in the mountains? "
The long-haired woman who had been silent smiled slightly.
This was originally a clean woman without any temperament, but with her smile, she had an extraordinarily moving style, the style was faint and faint, but for a time there was enough to make the landscape pale. charm.
The Saint glanced at her and chuckled, "How many people are you going to take?"
"Not many people can take it. About eighty to one hundred are really elite."
The woman said that her voice was soft and windy, quiet and indifferent.
All are really elite.
In their eyes, they really can't be as good as the North Sea Kings, and their average strength is the pinnacle of the flames.
But if you choose 80 to 100 people, at least half of them will enter the fireland.
The saint nodded, without comment, but casually said, "Don't transfer someone with me."
"It's me and Chongyang."
The woman's voice was calm.
The saint said aloud and laughed: "The Snow Dance Legion is pretty good, basically the strongest lineup of the Dongcheng family, Sigh City, and Yaochi. If the shadow gates are smart enough, they will also participate. How do you arrange your duties? "
"No job."
The man in white shook his head: "We were in trouble. At first we said that we would nominate me as the Chief of Staff of the Snow Dance Corps, but I want to take that position. The second sister is lazy, so we ca n’t arrange it ourselves. So the chief of staff I Pushed it. I took our own group into a special action group to make it easier. "
The saint thought for a while and nodded, "Okay."
"How bad is your brother?"
The long-haired woman asked suddenly.
"It's a bit of a problem, but the problem is not big. It will always heal if you give me time. My recent energy is devoted to learning swords. If I can successfully break through, my injury will be better and faster."
The Saint whispered softly: "So I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Eastern Europe this time. Fortunately, I ’m superficial, but going to Eastern Europe is a bit of a hassle. You go to Eastern Europe for the sky, so I need not say him. I just want Please do your best to help me take care of another person. "
"Qin Weibai?"
The man in white raised an eyebrow.
"please."
The saint whispered.
The man in white nodded his head: "Brother, rest assured."
Brother.
The saints are not as old as men and women in white.
But the ranking among them is not because of their age.
It's because of the sword.
Whether in the dark world or in Zhongzhou, this pair of men and women in white are truly famous figures.
In the dark world, men are coded yin and yang.
Woman codename Phantom.
In Nakasu, their code was added with two additional characters.
Sword Master!
Shushan Phantom Sword Master Yun Qinxi.
Master Shu Chongyang of Shushan Yin and Yang sword.
Among the four famous swords in Shushan, whoever holds Nirvana sword is the master.
The big brother is Kunlun, the master of Nirvana sword, and the saint of the first king of samsara!
Shushan is a strange martial arts force. They are extremely united inside, but when they are external, they always make a different voice.
So they rarely make their own statements politically.
Nakasu many years ago the standing minister of the military was Dongcheng Hanguang.
Qi Beicang was the last standing minister of the military.
Between the two ministers is Wei Yuanhang, the leader of the Prince Edward Group, and the uncle of Saint Wei Kunlun.
It is also officially for this reason that this generation of Shushan Nirvana Sword has been considered to be biased towards the Prince Group.
Zhongzhou is no stranger to Yun Qinxi.
At that time, when she was the most magnificent, she encountered Li's young owner, Li Kuangzi, who had a lifelong feeling of mad fanatics. After Li Kuangzi's treason, Li's collapsed and Yun Qinxi was also hidden in Shushan.
Now with the appearance of Li Tianlan, her position is naturally on Li Tianlan's side.
The yin and Yang sword master Han Chongyang is a pure swordsman. It seems to have nothing to do with any of the six major groups, but he has a good relationship with Suzaku, the admiral of the four spirits of Zhongzhou, and he is a confidant. This seems to be his manifestation. Stand outside.
As for Li Baitian, the master of Taixu Sword, the absolute main force of the East Emperor's Palace is naturally on Li Tianlan's side.
The main position of Shushan Sword is different.
But all grievances and disputes are outside Shushan.
Because there is only sword in Shushan.
There is no stand, no politics or strife.
However, what everyone in this generation does not currently know is that the four major sword masters of Shushan, both inside and outside, seem to have unanimously unified their positions.
The identity of Nirvana Sword Master Kunlun may still be within the Prince Edward Group.
But the saint Wei Kunlun is the reincarnation king.
The third fish hooked.
Han Chongyang pointed at the fire.
The aroma of grilled fish is pervasive.
The three quietly finished the fish. Han Chongyang said, "The second sister wants to visit Lao Li, brother?"
The saint shook his head: "I will not go."
The fish bones that were eaten were thrown into the lake again.
Han Chongyang and Yun Qinxi left West Lake at the same time.
The rain in Lin'an stopped.
There is still fog on the lake.
The saints who are not full continue to fish.
He looked up at the rainless sky, lowered his head, and carefully took out a blue notebook from his arms.
For any master in the dark world, this note is an absolute priceless treasure.
Blue notebooks are not expensive.
It is the most common weekly diary in Sky Academy.
What is precious is the handwriting inside, which stroke by stroke records the true most glorious years of Tianjiao.
His forbearance, his plans, his rise, his breakthrough, his love, and his martial arts.
The handwriting in the blue weekly diary is not beautiful, but the strokes are sharp and arrogant. Even after many years, it seems to still have a sword.
The eyes of the saints were almost devout.
He joined the reincarnation palace and became the first king of reincarnation. The original reason was because of this notebook.
It was only recently that he really took the book in his hands.
This is his invincible path.
saint.
Tianjiao can be called holy.
The saint quietly looked at the notebook in his hand.
His movements are soft, and the whole person is quiet and focused.
From weak to invincible, to invincible, to supremacy.
A magnificent tragedy lies on the paper.
The saints have never let go of any word on the notebook, not even any punctuation.
He went to great lengths to grasp every turn of mind, every sentiment and thought in the text.
Tianjiao's martial arts are recorded at the end of the notebook.
That was the most detailed, systematic, and messy record.
It seems to be something that Tianjiao inadvertently recorded when sorting out his thoughts.
Martial arts, realm, kendo ...
The content is deep but not mysterious.
The saint watched silently.
There are not many records about martial arts. On the front and back, the fierce handwriting is covered with seven pages, like seven chapters.
The saint has seen the last chapter.
I don't know how many times the last chapter was.
One of the seven chapters on martial arts is written at the top of each chapter.
A sentence from the Analects.
The deceased is like a husband who does not want to leave day or night.
Day and night, like a sword in the sky.
"There should be light, reflecting the vastness of heaven and earth. There should be darkness, showing the truth of the world. Heaven and earth should be day and night, and the sword should be day and night.
"Day and night sword, can cut the sky and break the sea."
