Lord of Time!

Chapter 195 Cultivation breakthrough, just to kill the thief

"My lord, the morale of the soldiers under his command has dropped sharply, and they all feel very at a loss. In the end, I intend to bring a battalion of soldiers to Linshan Mansion, and fight a few battles with the barbarians, and see blood."

Feng Jiu bowed down and asked for a fight.

"It is strictly forbidden to go to war, don't you understand? If you talk too much, you will have your military power and think about your mistakes behind closed doors."

Ji Changlie's face was dark, and he looked at Feng Jiu very unkindly, with a vague murderous intent.

It really is a pot that cannot be opened without mentioning.

If they could go to war, wouldn't they have already sent troops to attack, why would they nest by the sea and set up camp, isn't this the time that has not come yet?

"roll."

Feng Jiu's nose was covered with ashes, and she walked out of the temporary palace dejectedly, raised her eyes and looked at the huge camp ahead, shook her head, and couldn't help feeling depressed.

Luo Yuanhua quietly came over: "Let me just say, the prince has a far-reaching plan, and what he saw is something you and I can't even imagine. He is shrinking his troops at this time, really for the sake of the overall situation. He is probably waiting for the best time to send troops. When the time comes..."

"Do you believe that yourself?"

Feng Jiu squinted at Luo Yuanhua. Seeing the Jinghai white-robed general, she still seemed to be unaffected. She still seemed to blindly believe that King Jinghai would lead them to victory and lead them to the last laugh.

She let out a long sigh and suddenly didn't want to say anything.

During the day, the little Princess Mingyue suddenly rushed out of the barracks, and the two elders of the Jiyin Sect chased after him, and then attracted Chen Ping from the Xingqing Mansion to attack the army.

Although speaking, the number of dead is not too many, just over a hundred and 200 people, the damage to this army is too great to describe.

Soldiers don't have much knowledge, and they don't need to learn to read and understand.

It looks like everyone is stupid.

But they at least understand one thing, who can lead them to victory and who can keep them alive.

As for whether the food is good or not, and whether there will be a future in the future, these things are far away from them.

Not only these soldiers, but even Feng Jiu don't understand and are unwilling to understand the prince's grand plans.

They only saw that their own army of 20 was so useless that they retreated again and again, throwing their relatives and children to Hu Qi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

However, King Jinghai, who was regarded as a god in the past, was silent and didn't even dare to refute, for fear of being cut off on the spot.

Under such circumstances, why do others believe that you can win the battle and have the last laugh?
"Where is Chen Ping? He has more than ten thousand cavalry under his command. Where did he go?"

What Feng Jiu was curious about was that the young man who was completely different from the last time he saw, did he come here specially to rescue the little princess?

"According to the report from the scouts, Chen Ping led more than [-] riders, with Suzaku General Xiao Tong as the vanguard, Bai Mei divided Mei Yu and Cang Song General into two wings, and went to Xiaoguan to rescue them. It is very likely that they will collide head-on with the Tuoba brothers' [-] galloping wolf riders."

After all, Luo Yuanhua was young and energetic, although he was reluctant to mention Chen Ping's name, but he was still very excited when he said it.

Apparently, he was also very envious that with Chen Ping, he could fight face to face with Hu soldiers and horses.

A man stands in the world, hides and hides, and calculates and calculates, what is his ability.

If you can't protect the country and the people, and you can't go to battle to kill the enemy, no matter how many soldiers you lead and how high your skills are, it is quite boring.

"Sure enough, I killed it, okay, that's great."

Feng Jiu shook his fist heavily: "Xiao Luo, listen to my sister's words. After returning, immediately organize the army to prepare for war, guard the camp tightly, and don't relax carelessly."

"You can't send troops to fight, so what do you do to prepare the army?"

Luo Yuanhua asked puzzledly.

"Don't worry about it so much, just do it."

A secretive expression flashed in Feng Jiu's eyes, but she didn't explain further.

Now Ji Xuanhe is visiting various camps to appease the hearts of the generals, and also sent a messenger to call for the protection of the Jiyin sect masters. Obviously, what happened during the day scared him.

Sure enough, although the father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, they seemed to be cast from the same mold.

But I thought of a piece.

They may be famous generals or princes, but they don't know that at some point, what is needed is not subtle calculations and full confidence, but the word "courage". When encountering a narrow road, the brave wins.

Sometimes, if there is a little bit of bloodiness and a sense of stupidity that is known to be impossible, there will be no people's hearts.

……

"Uncle Tong, why didn't you just take down that arrogant little thief?"

When he retreated and looked at the empty backyard, he thought of the gentle and considerate woman who came to greet her with a sweet voice, and her soul was gone. Ji Changlie couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart at this moment, even if he was indulgent. He was not used to it.

As a saintess of the Extreme Yin Sect, Gu Qingshuang's abilities may not be too strong, but as the liaison between the Jinghai Palace and the Extreme Yin Sect, she has done a very qualified job, and she is too qualified.

Many times, Ji Changlie would forget her identity, and when she was with her, he would even feel 20 years younger, as if he had returned to his youth.

It was a good plan, but it just went to waste, and the daughter ran away, not looking at who provided her with such a superior life for so many years.

When it's time to use her, she doesn't share the worries of her parents at all. She is really a rebellious girl and a white-eyed wolf.

This daughter is raised for nothing.

Ji Changlie held his breath in his chest, unable to vomit.

The daughter betrayed, and the Jiyin Cult suffered heavy casualties. Without allies to help, it's nothing.

That little thief surnamed Chen actually rode on his own head to shit. For so many years, he has been suppressing the southeast with the might of the King of Jinghai, and he has never been so humiliated.

Facing the wolf cavalry of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, their strength is not as good as others, and they have to bear it, so there is nothing to say.

However, how could he be willing to endure this newly-rising military leader suspected of rebellion?

Light and shadow flickered in front of him, and an old man with white face and beardless reappeared.

"You can't do it. Once you do it, you will lose this game."

Jiang Tong didn't lie, he looked at Ji Changlie with pity in his eyes.

You have counted the power of the army and calculated the human nature, but you can't count the growth rate of the opponent.

In this world, after all, the strong are respected.

"Is he so powerful? Even Uncle Tong is not sure to keep this thief?"

"It's not a question of whether we can keep him or not. It's that the old slave may not be able to protect the prince if he used his hands before. I'm [-]% sure that I can kill Chen Ping, but before that, the prince is almost dead."

Jiang Tong sighed.

"This man's bravery is the only one I have seen in my life. He has only reached the realm of transformation into a real gangster and psychic sword intent, but his sword energy is extremely concentrated. Combined with the huge blood energy like a dragon and a dragon, he should be regarded at least one or two levels higher."

One or two levels?
King Jinghai calculated silently, feeling terrified in his heart.

He broke through the realm of unity through the Dahuanxi Chan Gong sent by Wuzong of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

He has a clear understanding of the level of combat power in the Grand Master stage of the Unity Realm.

Don't look at everyone who has broken through the level of the unity of heaven and man, and can be integrated with the vitality of heaven and earth. When they make a move, their power is almost like ghosts and gods, and it is difficult for ordinary masters to block a move.

However, they are both Great Masters of the Unity Realm, but there is still a huge gap between them.

Mainly, it is the difference between the strength of the spiritual will.

How tall is the heart, how big is the world.

This is not just a description, but a reality.

In the innate realm, one takes the path of condensing martial intentions, allowing martial intentions to take shape until they are perfected, and to understand one's own path.

After reaching the state of unity, the perfect martial will will transform again, from the illusory spirit to the real will.

This is "extreme intention".

At this level, that willpower can truly injure the soul, endow it with strength and inflict real damage.

For example, under the attack of innate martial intent and sword intent, you may see ice, snow and flames, but that is just an illusion, and the false effect is on the spirit.

If you can't see through the opponent's sword intent and martial intent attack, then your spirit will blind your mind, causing your body to be affected simultaneously, and you will naturally lose a lot.

However, after reaching the ultimate level of the unity state, no matter whether you see through it or not, the damage is real.

It can directly make people burn into ashes with internal flames, or it can freeze opponents and kill them directly through mind control.

Of course, it can also be instilled with thoughts, so that flowers and grass branches grow in people's bodies, making people's internal organs burst.

At the extreme of will, using fakes to cultivate the truth, martial arts so far has quietly widened a huge gap with ordinary martial arts.

At this time, the King of Jinghai, Ji Changlie, is in this state.

Back then, Jiang Wuji was also in this state.

As for the level of ultimate intention, the higher the level of practice, in addition to the doubling of true qi and blood energy, the spiritual will also change.

At this time, Wu Yi has a spirituality, which can be shaped and changed. Whether it is true energy or blood, it has spirituality.

Chen Ping's sword turns into a dragon, complete with scales and armor, and he can do whatever he wants.

As Jiang Tong said, the nature of the opponent is too tyrannical, not only the displayed combat power, but also one or two levels higher on the psychic level, that is to say, the combat power may reach the level of sword intent, or reach the level of the illusory realm...

With this level of attack power, if you really fight to the death, in the previous face-to-face situation, you are really likely to die on the spot.

"Although the old slave has been able to form a domain, it is reasonable to say that he can seal the vitality of the surrounding world and trap this person to death, but he can't keep him from breaking the illusory world with his extremely strong power...

Naturally, the old slave will be fine, the prince's daughter's body, but there can be no accidents, so we can only let him go. "

Jiang Tong stood there, a black border seemed to be drawn around his body, attracting candlelight and moonlight, all the light was swallowed up, and his facial expressions could no longer be seen.

This is the truth.

Ji Changlie was also speechless for a while.

Could he say, uncle, don't worry about me, just kill that kid.

In his opinion, even the lives of a hundred Chen Ping are no match for half a hair of his own.

How can you say this?

"It's... so."

He looked out of the window, where the moon was hanging high.

But he thought in his heart: "Perhaps, it was a good thing that he didn't fight to the death with that little thief before. Otherwise, after taking the risk to kill this person, who will resist Bei Zhou's [-] horsemen. It's better to let him fight to the death with Master Dulan and others. Whoever laughs at the end will lose his vitality and strength..."

……

"What an old eunuch, his strength is extraordinary."

Standing under the moonlight, Chen Ping stopped fifteen thousand riders in the distance and was quietly recovering his strength.

In the distance, across the mountain ridge, you can see the fire, and hear the faint sound of killing in the wind.

"Painted face... Uh, Xiao Mingyue, have you heard that there is such an extremely powerful old eunuch in the palace?"

Chen Ping had been fighting all the way to King Jinghai.

He didn't continue to shoot, but it's not that he didn't want to shoot.

But on the spiritual level, you have already passed a trick with others.

He found that the area around King Jinghai's body was like a black hole whirlpool. No matter the vitality and true energy, as soon as he entered it, he would be wiped away by a swirling wind, which made people feel palpitations in his heart.

Others may not be able to see that there is a person standing beside King Jinghai.

The man's face was wrinkled, and he was very old, but his face was white and beardless, slightly feminine, and his back was slightly bowed.

In another place, no matter who saw this person, he would not think that he was any threat.

However, it happened to be in the middle of the big army camp, next to the soldiers and generals. What's wrong with seeing such a person, no one around has noticed anything wrong, this is the biggest mistake.

Chen Ping had a telepathic feeling that if he continued to do it himself, it might cause unexpected consequences.

It is not impossible for Jinghai Wang Ji Changlie to be killed.

But it may not be able to kill, moreover, it may not be able to defeat the old man.

Simply put, Chen Ping was not a tough guy, and under the fear of both sides, he threw a few harsh words, turned around and left.

Do not fight for the hero of the moment.

At present, the primary target is not King Jinghai after all, but Hu Qi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

He can figure it out.

"There is such a grandpa. I saw it when I was very young. But when I grew up, I never saw it again."

Hearing Chen Ping's cautious words, Ji Mingyue turned her head and thought for a while, then said calmly: "It doesn't matter if there is such a person, as long as Brother Qi is not injured. In fact, you don't have to kill him in the army. If the Jiyin Sect person escapes, he will also escape."

"Even if you dare to chase and kill me, isn't that not giving me face? It's not for you."

Chen Ping explained that there is clearly no 300 taels of silver here.

Ji Mingyue pursed her lips and chuckled, nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, forget about the 20 troops, it's not appropriate to make many enemies now. I overheard Ji Xuanhe and the others talking. This time, Fengyun Pavilion and Tianwu Sect actually set a trap early..."

"You can actually eavesdrop on them under the nose of the Great Master of the Unity Realm. How did you do it?"

Hearing the little princess describe that when she seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, Chen Ping couldn't help admiring secretly, just like the moon shining brightly in the sky, reflecting all the information around her in his heart.

I thought that this little girl's physique might really have something peculiar, and Tianxin Mingyue Sword has practiced by herself, but most of the time, she can only discover the weakness of the opponent's moves and skills, and break it with one sword.

However, with the little girl, she played a lot of tricks.

Integrating "observing the enemy", "attacking" and "confusing the enemy", it pushed Tianxin Mingyue Sword to a higher level.

The most outrageous thing is that she has not practiced much, and within a few months, she has successively passed through the twelve orthodox meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and the innate martial arts, and directly broke through to the grand master realm of the unity of heaven and man.

Not to mention the accumulation speed of true qi, but to say that the bottleneck between these big realms seems to be completely non-existent for her.

What kind of talent is this?
Could it be that she is the real daughter of this world.

You don't have to abide by the Basic Law even if you upgrade?
Chen Ping couldn't understand it.

However, this is really not the time to think about these things.

Chen Ping stared blankly at the white silkworm baby lying on his stomach in his sea of ​​consciousness, and found that the luck point on the attribute panel had quietly reached 632 points at this time.

Just now seeing the little girl with a pretty face being chased and killed, her internal organs were destroyed like a candle in the wind, he fought back in a rage, but he didn't think much, just chased all the way, rushing to kill the general.

Unexpectedly, the robbery point increased by 174 points.

Although the Fuyuan point has not changed much, it has reached the requirement of breaking the boundary.

He now understands the promotion mechanism of the robbery point breaking the boundary.

In fact, with this unique energy, I condensed the years of accumulation and breakthroughs into a very short period of time.

Chatting with the little princess, the little bit of unfamiliarity between the two of them, which they haven't seen for a long time, gradually disappeared...

It seems to have returned to the time when I was in the Earth Temple and Qilin Street, where I was familiar with informality.

Chen Ping touched the little girl's head, gently wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "Help Seventh Brother protect the Dharma. I had some insights in the previous battle, and I just improved my cultivation level. I have a hunch that it will be a fierce battle, so I can't be careless."

"Fine, unless I die on the spot, no one will bother you."

Upon hearing this, Hualian got up and stood up, holding the green steel sword and becoming vigilant.

The crescent-shaped birthmark between the eyebrows faintly glowed.

"Don't be so nervous, it's just in case, it's not that serious."

Chen Ping couldn't help laughing, and after saying a word, he didn't care about her anymore.

The mind gradually sank into consciousness.

Ten years of spring and autumn, turned into a moment.

Canghai mulberry fields, time flows...

512 points of calamity suddenly turned into a raging illusory flame, burning in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Ping seemed to have come to the top of a snowy mountain, surrounded by loneliness.

He silently practiced wielding his sword in the severe cold of ice and snow.

Be with the great sun during the day, and shine with the stars and the moon at night.

The vegetation is withered and flourishing, wild animals and birds come and go, the sun rises and the sun sets, year after year.

I don't know how long it has been.

Chen Ping kept wielding his sword, as if never getting tired, with countless insights in his heart, gradually accumulating.

Finally one day.

He swung his sword, and the six-foot phantom behind him, which was like a landscape, suddenly moved.

Breaking free from the shackles of the body, it seems to come alive.

Where the sword light rises, his mind is calm and unwavering, but the phantom is drawing out the sword and closing it, roaring back and forth, the sword energy is majestic and majestic, it turns into a mad dragon attack, and the surrounding mountains collapse.

"The intent of the sword transforms the spirit, the finishing touch."

Chen Ping sighed, his heart suddenly brightened.

He opened his eyes and woke up, and found that the inside of his body had undergone earth-shaking changes again.

Unknowingly, 36 acupuncture points were opened again.

72 acupuncture points are shining at the same time.

The body is empty, as if turning into a huge black hole.

The starlight above the head roared and landed, and the beam of light, as thick as a bucket, condensed the power of the stars at the extreme, and merged into the acupuncture points, most of which turned into blood essence and true qi, and the smaller half turned into true qi, protecting and filling the meridians, and circulating around the sky.

Surrounded by wind and clouds.

The blades of grass are flying and the trees are swaying.

Within a radius of fifty feet, there was a strong wind howling and roaring, and thunder and lightning humming softly.

Ji Mingyue was standing very close, holding the sword carefully to protect the dharma, but at this time, she couldn't stand anymore, so she had to retreat again and again, until she was fifty feet away, and looked at Chen Ping worriedly.

Secretly praying, at this time, no one will come to make a surprise attack.

Otherwise, it would be bad to interrupt Seventh Brother's training.

This scene lasted for a quarter of an hour.

The beam of light on Chen Ping's head gradually faded into nothingness. He stood up, and the vitality around him shrank towards his body as if the tide was ebbing.

(End of this chapter)