Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 97
Emperor Wei Zhuang, 40 years, autumn!
On the banks of the Wei River, Xun Shaoyu was wearing armor and looking at the vast swaying Wei River with a flying expression.

Sometimes a bird flies by, touches the water waves slightly, and makes ripples.

Looking at the vast Wei River, smoke and dust swept across the other bank, the military formations were mighty, and the bright battles were connected together, glowing with dazzling light.

Xun Shaoyu sighed quietly: "Liu Changxun, Liu Changxun...this battle is probably the last battle between you and me."

Years of gold and iron horses, the rampage on the battlefield, has already made him a little tired.

Xun Shaoyu's body is only thirty years old, but there are already some weathered white hair on his temples.

Of course, since the defeat of Liu Yu, Xun Shaoyu's red dragon has become a great success, supporting Yang Long's great fortune.Riding on the edge of this great victory, the enemy's troops are facing all odds.Among several states in the south, Yizhou and Jingzhou were the first to fall under Xun Shaoyu's control.

What's more, the great fortune of heaven and earth gathered together to create the red dragon in the south, and the black dragon in the north of the Tule people in Wei Ting was in a stalemate.

However, with this great fortune, although Xun Shaoyu was victorious in every battle, not many people knew the pressure and taste of it.

Today, Xun Shaoyu leads 30 Vietnamese troops to the banks of the Wei River.The battle with Wei Ting General Liu Changxun will determine the number of three hundred years of Qi in the Central Plains in the future.

"In this battle, we will lose the battle between the north and the south! Take a look, it is the Hu tribe in the north who is invincible; it is our Zhuhua culture that is reviving again."

Xun Shaoyu had a complex expression on his face, looking at the military camps on the other side from a distance.

After more than ten years of military service, fighting on the battlefield, and struggling to survive in the face of death, even though he was at the peak of his maternal family, his martial arts were outstanding, he was still covered in bruises.

This 'injury' comes not only from the physical body, but also from the deep exhaustion of the soul.

Although the battlefield is a romance that only belongs to 'men', after a wave of more than ten years, even a war madman should be tired and tired.

"King,"

A chamberlain came forward and said with a mellow voice: "Zen Master Liaotong has arrived at the camp gate and is waiting for the king's summons."

The complicated look on Xun Shaoyu's face became more and more intense, and he said, "Oh... the old Zen master is here?"

After all, Zen Master Liaotong, the abbot of Daci'an Temple in Yizhou, was also his mentor!
The chamberlain lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Xun Shaoyu smiled slightly and said silently: "This mentor of Gu is a noble person in this life..."

Back then, if it hadn't been for the cultivation of the monk Liao Tong, how could he, a mere kid from a poor family, have the opportunity to stand out, and even be called a loner?

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The military camp tent,

White tents stretched endlessly, as if the entire world was dyed pale.

Zen Master Liao Tong pinched the rosary beads with his fingertips. Each rosary bead seemed to have been immersed in it for a long time.

After twenty years of hard work, the great monk has cultivated his magic power.He was already at the top of this world, but he was bound by cause and effect and could not be freed from time to time.

Even though the Buddhist method does not pay attention to skin and flesh, the powerful Buddhist magical power makes the great monk look as if he is in his prime.

"I didn't expect that the old monk would make a mistake one day. After twenty years of leaving without saying goodbye, this young disciple gave me a big surprise!"

The old monk looked at the ferocious black tiger above the military camp, and his fingertips froze for a moment.

Black Tiger lowered his eyes and looked at the old monk with a sudden and intense coldness.

The old monk smiled and shook his head slightly. Although his Buddha's heart was always frightened, the old monk's expression remained unchanged.

Along the way, there were teams of soldiers holding armored weapons and staffs.The cavalry were wandering around the military tent, wandering back and forth, creating a chilling atmosphere.

Outside the big tent, there were even more sword and shield soldiers standing with scrutinizing eyes. They were all wearing heavy armor and their strong bodies were like black towers.

Xun Shaoyu looked calm and said: "Master, long time no see..."

The old monk looked around the big tent. Inside the big tent, it was quite simple. There was only one square of public cases and a row of ordnance on each side.

As the lord of the south and the illustrious king of Yue, it is rare to see him be so simple.

"Namo Amitabha!" The great monk Lingtong chanted the Buddha's name in an unhurried tone.

"I haven't seen him in twenty years. The benefactor is so handsome and elegant. He is sitting in the south and has the hope of everyone in the world. I am really happy and congratulated."

Xun Shaoyu lowered his eyes and said, "Master, please take a seat."

He stretched out his hand gently, and immediately a servant came into the tent carrying a stool.

Monk Liao Tong shook his robe and sat down slowly: "In this way, the old monk has thanked the donor."

Xun Shaoyu looked at the old monk with a smile on his lips and said: "The golden face of the master is really rare. If there are not some capable people and strangers under the command of the lonely king, I really don't know when the lonely king will be able to see the master again."

When he was in a low status, it was Xun Shaoyu who avoided the great monk.However, after Xun Shaoyu gradually ascended to a high position, it was the great monk who avoided Xun Shaoyu.

Of course, this was not a great monk who was deliberately avoiding Xun Shaoyu.

The law does not favor the noble!
Although a real person's Taoism is the pinnacle of this world, he is no more than the enemy of a hundred people.For example, if Xun Shaoyu suddenly becomes malicious, he can easily crush any cultivator to death with just one battalion of soldiers.

This is also the reason why some people with advanced cultivation will not reveal their magic in front of nobles easily.People who practice spiritual life long for eternal life, so how can they entrust their lives to others?

"Namo... Amitabha! There is fate but not fate, there is cause but no cause, cause and fate, fate and cause. The benefactor is now the king of Yue, ruling thousands of miles south, expelling the barbarians, and great achievements can be expected." The great monk Lingtong looked plain and expressionless. Sadness without joy.

"The old monk is very happy...very happy!!"

Xun Shaoyu was silent when he heard the words, his expression gradually condensed.

As the overlord who unified the south, Xun Shaoyu's dragon energy was so strong at this moment, and he had great fortune, shining like a furnace.

As Xun Shaoyu, in his later years, he made a great contribution to Ci'an Temple.Although there was no practical significance in participating in the dragon fight, he still gained a great harvest.

Moreover, with this kind of friendship, Daci'an Temple has also grown rapidly, becoming a giant of southern Buddhism.

Xun Shaoyu knew that in the eyes of this old monk, the weight of Ci'an Temple was probably much heavier than his own body.

"Driving out the barbarians... I don't know what the outcome will be in this battle between the destiny of the north and the south?"

Xun Shaoyu sighed deeply: "Since King Gu swept across the southern land, there has been no shortage of people who have practiced cultivation. They are proud of their own magic and seek the position of national master. I don't know, master, what can I teach Gu?"

The great monk frowned, his mind suddenly changed, and then he relaxed slowly.

The position of national master is of great importance!
The great monk Lingtong knew very well that Xun Shaoyu today is no longer the childlike shepherd boy he was back then.

Xun Shaoyu's ruthlessness in purging the monarchs of Danyang Prefecture made all the lucky cultivators understand the true meaning of the saying that the princes are angry and the blood is flowing.

A series of ghosts and gods, millions of people, were purged by Xun Shaoyu. The underworld collapsed and hundreds of years of foundation were overturned.

Some practitioners think that if they have some practice, they can have no scruples, belittle princes, and be arrogant to ministers.

But Xun Shaoyu used practical actions to let those ghosts and gods with delusional thoughts know what the law of humanity is, like a furnace like a prison.

The way of a king is that happiness and anger cannot be expressed in color. Once anger arises, blood will flow and corpses will be scattered thousands of miles away.

The old monk frowned and said slowly: "The national preceptor is the preceptor of a country. He is of the highest rank, close to the title of a king, or an emperor's preceptor. How can I treat him lightly!"

Although there are some reservations, but they are not implemented in practice, they still have a clear attitude and there is no obvious intention to cause harm.

Xun Shaoyu's expression softened slightly and he was silent.If this great monk thinks that he has this little affection, he will just talk nonsense.He will definitely let the great monk die in a rhythmic manner.

How can a cultivator hold a high position?
In all the dynasties and dynasties in the past, whenever there were great Buddhists and Taoists, their kingdoms ranged from dozens to less than a hundred and fifty. They were all short-lived dynasties. How could it be without reason?

Xun Shaoyu looked as if nothing had happened and said: "It seems that among these Buddhist practitioners, there are always some people with ulterior motives who try to fool the lonely king."

The great monk Lingtong just silently recited the Buddha's name.

With the great monk's experience, it is quite difficult to figure out Xun Shaoyu's mind.

After all, today is different from the past. He has a thorough understanding of ordinary people, and it is natural for him to retrieve things from a bag.

But Xun Shaoyu, the dragon's energy covered the sky and the sun, and the canopy condensed the seven colors.

Even with the great monk's magic power, if you want to get a glimpse of Xun Shaoyu's thoughts, you will definitely have to work hard every time.

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Beside the Wei River,
boom!
boom!
boom!
There are over ten thousand soldiers and armor, boundless, and the banners are flying all the way.

The black energy rises like a wolf, with green wolf eyes showing cruelty and viciousness. Looking at the black tiger on the other side, the wolf is not willing to be outdone, baring its teeth and claws, eager to compete, wanting to compete.

Liu Changxun was dressed in military uniform. He was old and strong, like an eagle's eyes, cold and sharp, as if piercing the eyes.

Tens of thousands of cavalry were like bursts of thunder, exploding in the ears and sweeping up a roar.

"This battle will determine the fate of the north and the south. It is destined to leave its name in history and be remembered all over the world."

"I, the Great Wei Ding, have been in charge of determining the fate of the country for [-] years, and the pagoda cavalry is invincible in the world. In this battle, let me hold the sky with just one hand!"

Liu Changxun moved his long beard, and there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Liu Changxun's generals for generations were certainly from the Song Dynasty.However, when he was a general in the Wei Dynasty, he was a loyal minister and did not serve the two masters. He served in the army for decades and suppressed countless rebels along the way.

The Northern Territory of the Wei Dynasty is still stable today, and Liu Changxun has at least three-thirds of the contribution.

It can be said that Liu Changxun was another pillar of support for the Wei court after Ku Rile, the Grand Master of the Wei Dynasty.

Therefore, although Liu Changxun was from the Song Dynasty, his actual status was much higher than that of many Turer great honors.

This is a model for the people of the Song Dynasty to counterattack and achieve great success among the Tule people.

Liu Changxun held his whip and pointed to the other side of the Wei River. He was chatting with the madness of a young man and said arrogantly: "When my army arrives, the army formation is like a mountain, and the soldiers are like mountains. A sinking horse can fill the river, and a whip can stop the flow. In this world, it is still The world belongs to me, the Wei Dynasty; this country is still the country of my country, the Wei Dynasty."

boom! !

Tens of thousands of cavalry, in action, it was like the earth was cracking and the landslide was falling.This is the iron cavalry of the pagoda, which can run rampant in the world, become invincible and invincible in the world.

"Monk Fang, Monk Fang, you bait rubbing traitor, what are you going to use to smash the old man's iron current?"

Liu Changxun turned the horse's head, and the horse's hoofs thundered.

(End of this chapter)