The devil is coming

Chapter 127
"Little mirror, little mirror, your surname is Tian!" The old man's eyes began to turn red, and his hands slowly opened, "It was the Tian family who raised you, gave birth to you, and provided for you. How dare you, how could you!"
“Uncle, don’t worry, Wu Jing will live this life;
If you are lucky, you will return to your farm and commit suicide after your horse rides south of the Yangtze River;
If you are unlucky, you will die in battle.
No matter what, after today, there will be no old age without a mirror. "
"Who asked you to do this, the emperor of his Ji family? Who is the emperor of his Ji family now? Who is it?"
"Your Majesty, your name is Runhao."
"Ji Runhao?"
"Yes."
"Hahahaha, why, why, although I haven't asked about world affairs for decades, I just want to ask why, why should a hero from his Ji family have to be my Tian family... No, that's not right, it's not just me. The Tian family is not just my Tian family, right?"
"No one of the four gates will be left alive."
"You...you are going to kill the great Yan family members until the rivers of blood flow. Aren't you afraid of great chaos in Dayan, giving the barbarians, the Qian Kingdom, and the Jin Kingdom an opportunity to take advantage of?"
"Returning to my uncle, the barbarian royal court has declined, the frontier army of Qian Kingdom has been corrupted, and the Jin Kingdom is in internal strife.
This is a once-in-a-century opportunity for Dayan. Wu Jing doesn’t want to miss it, and he doesn’t want Dayan to miss it either. "
"So, you are thinking about Dayan's future, and I am just thinking about my family?"
"really."
"Governing a big country is like cooking a small one. You have resorted to such cruel methods. Do you really think that the world will run as you want? People in the world can believe it?"
"Returning to my uncle, the three strongest armies of Dayan, the Zhenbei Army with 30 cavalry, the Jingnan Army with 20 front troops plus [-] rear camps, and the [-] forbidden troops are all in our hands.
Most of the private soldiers of the powerful families have gathered in Tiancheng County.
Dayan’s strongest army is in hand, Dayan’s royal family’s righteousness is in hand, Dayan’s century-old opportunity is in hand,
Without talent, I can't think of a reason to fail. "
"Little mirror, you underestimated my great Yan family."
"Uncle, you are the one who thinks too highly of the noble family. You think too highly of these maggots attached to bones. You think too highly of these maggots attached to their bones. You think these nobles of the country are too small."
"In that case, little mirror, you are standing in front of me now, do you still have anything to teach me?"
Tian Wujing leaned down and bowed again.
Sincerely said:
"Wu Jing, please ask your uncle to ascend to heaven!"
"Okay, today I want to see if my good son of the Tian family really has the confidence to say such bold words!"
Two rays of light shot out from the old man's red eyes, but they did not hit Tian Wujing directly, but spread out in the middle.
next moment,
A blue phantom appeared from Tian Wujing's body.
These figures all look like an old man, but they belong to different age groups.
Each phantom may be laughing, scolding, arrogant, or aggrieved, with different expressions.
And gradually, these figures that originally looked like old men began to change their appearance.
There are Tian Mu, Tian Bokai, the rest of the Tian family, and even people like Ji Runhao, Li Liangting, and Du Juan.
Their words and their expressions are like threads wrapped around you, beginning to connect with your emotions, pulling cracks into your heart, and finally tearing it apart in one fell swoop!
When you cultivate the Tao, you are cultivating the Tao of Heaven, and you are also cultivating your own Tao;
When you ask, you are asking the sky, and you are also asking yourself.
Those who are not strong-willed will have no connection with Taoism. In order to practice Taoism, the old man left his position as the head of the Tian clan and imprisoned himself in a small Taoist temple for decades. His inquiring heart can be said to be as tough as iron!
This is,
In comparing the state of mind!
"Uncle, these techniques are useless without a mirror!"
Tian Wujing didn't wave his fist or even make any gesture. He just walked towards the Taoist temple calmly.
Everything around me has nothing to do with Tian Wujing. It doesn't matter whether they exist or not.
This scene,
It's like someone is riding on the waves,
The surrounding turbulence has become the background and foil.
The old man looked at Tian Wujing who was getting closer and closer.
He cursed:
"You are such a treacherous son who has destroyed his whole family, your heart is indeed crueler than a stone!"
Under such a state of mind,
No matter how mysterious the Taoism is, it can no longer shake his original intention.
Tian Wujing raised his head,
Looking at the old man on the eaves above,
Bow down again,
Road:
"Please invite your uncle to ascend to heaven!"
"Then let's see if you, a traitor like you, have such abilities!"
The old man turned his palm, and the peach wood sword that had been enshrined there for decades on the Taoist altar immediately flew out, pierced the eaves, and fell into the old man's palm.
"Today, I am the ancestor of the Tian family, except for you and other evil people who have no father or mother!"
The old man jumped down,
The peach wood sword in his hand stabbed Tian Wujing directly.
Tian Wujing clenched his hands into fists, and a wave of air suddenly exploded around him. Sand and rocks were flying in the Taoist temple, and even the crooked-necked tree was overturned by its roots.
The old man's mahogany sword seems ordinary, but it has been refined by the old man using Taoism for many years. It contains countless mysteries. This sword has the power to turn decay into magical power, and can break it even with the physique of a warrior!
The mystery of Taoism lies here, and the mystery of Taoism is even more difficult to comprehend.
The old man knew very well that his grandson was following the path of a martial artist, and his mind was extremely tenacious, so magic techniques were useless to him, so he could only use this method of skillful breaking of strength to break his martial arts roots first.
however,
However, the old man's figure was always blocked by this majestic air wave. The tip of the sword was always more than ten feet away from Tian Wujing's eyebrows. No matter how hard the old man pushed it, he could not make any further progress!
Such rich Qi and blood is like towering mountains, like the boundless sea,
Tian Wujing just raised his head and looked at the peach wood sword.
Look at it,
Can you stab me?
The realm of a martial artist pays attention to the rise and fall of one's Qi and blood. That day at the gate of Mianzhou City, Zheng Fan met the old man who wielded a double-headed spear. The old man was originally an eighth-grade martial artist, but due to old age and frailty, he no longer had the same courage as before. After fighting several barbarian soldiers, he was exhausted and was immediately beheaded by Liang Cheng after a stalemate.
Tian Wujing, on the other hand, was in his prime, and his energy and blood were surging like a rolling river.
Unless it was similar to that day when Shatuo Queshi was consumed by three thousand cavalry in a round-robin battle outside the gate of Zhenbei Hou Mansion, it would be difficult to sharpen his blood. Moreover, there was only one old man in front of him.
On the other hand, the old man's Taoism is certainly true, but when you face an opponent whose heart is as solid as a rock and has just ordered the destruction of his whole family, you can't find any flaws in his state of mind with all his Taoism.
At the same time, all causes and causes are too fast. Ascetics pay attention to predicting the enemy first, making arrangements slowly, and finally grasping the right time and place to slowly close the net in order to achieve success, instead of directly going up to fight with people with gongs and drums. .
The most important thing is that what Taoist priests pursue is to attain enlightenment and immortality, rather than to be like martial artists who seek to master the art of fighting on the battlefield.
Moreover, after the spell failed to work, the old man turned to using the peach wood sword to defeat the force with cleverness. However, it was the last resort he made out of desperation, and he actually used his waning body to get close to a mature warrior!
"Third-grade martial artist, third-grade martial artist, little mirror, you are already a third-grade martial artist!!!"
Tian Wujing replied:
"I don't dare to disappoint my uncle!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The old man's chest rose and fell, and a mouthful of essence and blood immediately spat out on the mahogany sword. Suddenly, the crooked-necked tree that had been knocked down by the air wave straightened up again and returned to its original position. At this time, the rubble on the roof of the Taoist temple was also removed. recovery.
Everything is like being reshaped by time.
But all of this is actually fake, but when the fake thing is fake enough to be confused with the real thing, the effect it has is almost the same as the real thing.
In the dark, it seemed as if a giant hand suddenly came down. Even Tian Wujing, a third-grade martial artist, was in a state of turmoil at this moment.
"I have been imprisoned in this Taoist temple for decades. Every plant, tree, brick and tile in this Taoist temple has been imprinted in my heart.
This Taoist temple is my Taoist temple. How dare you enter my Taoist temple to fight with me? In this Taoist temple, I am the sky, I am the earth, and I am the Tao! "
this moment,
What Jingnan Marquis is facing is no longer a dying old man, but the suppression and rejection of him by this small world. The gilt armor on his body is already making a crisp sound. This is because the armor is overwhelmed and about to crack. signs.
situation,
Suddenly turned upside down.
The air waves around Marquis Jingnan are being continuously compressed back by this side of the world, and the tip of the old man's peach wood sword is getting closer and closer to Marquis Jingnan.
The old man's face was flushed at this moment, and his power and skills were even higher at this moment.
Chao Wen Dao Xi can die.
The realm of monks is generally difficult to measure in terms of product level. First, because they rarely practice killing techniques and are not good at killing. Second, their realm fluctuates and is often too great.
The flush on the old man's face was the reflection of the aftermath of the forcible retreat. He had already cut off his life just to stab him with this sword!
this moment,
The air wave around Jingnanhou was once again compressed by half, and the old man's peach wood sword finally came to Jingnanhou.
Marquis Jingnan's eyes met the old man's.
this sword,
The old man is about to stab him,
But both sides know clearly,
this sword,
You can't kill a third-grade warrior.
But the old man's skills were enough to use this sword to open a hole in Tian Wujing's body, which was equivalent to forcibly breaking the embankment!
From now on, it will be difficult for Tian Wujing's martial arts to advance, and even because of this gap, the time when Qi and blood will turn from strong to weak will be advanced by at least seven years!
Tian Wujing was not afraid. Even at this moment, his eyes were still filled with fear.
"Buzz!"
sword tip,
Finally stabbed Tian Wujing.
This is a monk who has been imprisoned for decades. The first sword he thrust out in these decades is also the last sword.
People often say that time is unknown in the mountains.
The old man never expected that on the first day he came out after being imprisoned in a Taoist temple, what he encountered would be a scene where his whole family was slaughtered, and the person he wanted to stab with the sword turned out to be his most valued junior. .
The moment the sword stabbed down,
The old man's hand,
Shaking.
The tip of the sword did not stab Nakata Wujing between his eyebrows;
Instead, it turned sideways,
The sword flicked slightly,
He flicked Tian Wujing's left cheek.
.........
"Sister, sister, tell me, who lives in this Taoist temple."
"I heard from my aunts that there is an old madman living here. Brother, please don't run here alone. The aunts said that this old madman doesn't want to eat, but he never starved to death."
"Then what does he eat?"
"Eating children."
"Sister, you're scaring me."
"Hey, didn't my brother say that when he grows up, he wants to be a general and fight against the Chinese and barbarians? Why are you so cowardly? You can't become a general if you are a coward."
"I'm not timid, I'm not, I'm not timid."
"Okay, okay, my brother is not timid. He will definitely become a general in the future."
"Well, I will definitely be a general in the future."
"Ah, the Taoist temple door is open!"
"Ahhhhh!!!!"
"Hahaha, I lied to you. You look so scared. How can you be a general like this?"
.........
"Pfft!"
"Hey, why did a little kid sneak in through the wall? Do you know who lives in this Taoist temple?"
"He is a madman who specializes in eating children."
"Oh, yes, I love eating children the most. Children are good. The skin is tender and not greasy. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk tsk, oh oh oh oh, the taste is so delicious, it's so delicious. "
"I'm not afraid of you!"
"Are you really not afraid of me?"
"I'm not afraid of you!"
"Why are you not afraid of me?"
"I, Tian Wujing, will be a general in the future. I can't be afraid of anyone, I can't be afraid!"
"Yo yo yo, whose child are you?"
"My father is the head of the Tian family."
"Tian Boxai's son."
"You are not allowed to call me by my father's name, I will kill you!"
"Hahaha, come on then."
"Oh, let me go, let me go, let me go!"
"Tsk tsk, at such a young age, this is quite powerful, huh? Innately, the Qi and blood are perfect, huh..., little baby, let me ask you, didn't Tian Boxai ask anyone to teach you martial arts?"
"You are not allowed to call my father by his first name!"
"Haha, he is a filial child."
"what!"
"I'm older than your father. If you dare to speak to me like this, I'll see if I don't beat you to death!"
"what!"
"what!"
"what!"
"Tell me, your father didn't ask anyone to teach you martial arts?"
"My dad asked someone to take a look. The person said that I am still too young and my bones have not yet grown. I will be suitable for practicing martial arts when I grow older."
"That's true. Let's do this. You, uncle, and I can practice Taoism."
"I don't want to be a Taoist priest."
"Then what are you going to be?"
"I want to be a general, I want to be a great general."
"Hey, this is really a big ambition. What about becoming a general?"
"I will lead my Great Yan cavalry to trample through the barbarian royal court. I will go to the Qian Kingdom to capture the Emperor of Qian Kingdom so that the people of the Qian Kingdom will no longer dare to call us Yan Barbarians!"
"Tsk, tsk, you little kid, you are really ambitious. You want to be a general. Yes, you are indeed a good material for martial arts training. Starting tomorrow, you come to my uncle and grandpa every night. Uncle and grandpa will help you. The bones in my body are loose, so when I practice martial arts in the future, I can get twice the result with half the effort."
"Really?"
"Oh, my uncle will lie to a junior like you?"
"Ah, don't pinch my face!"
"Just pinch, just pinch, just pinch!"
"Stop pinching me, I'm not a child anymore, only children get their faces pinched!"
"Just pinch, just pinch!"
"Let go, I won't let you pinch me! If your face is pinched, you won't grow up!"
"Okay, if you don't let me pinch you, I won't teach you martial arts."
"That...that..."
"Then what? Why is the general so hesitant in speaking?"
"Then pinch it, gently."
"Okay, that's good."
"Ouch, it hurts!"
"Ha ha ha ha…………"
.........
The old man flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off.
The touch coming from the sword blade,
tell him,
The man in front of me,
Already grown up,
His face also became thinner,
This face can no longer be pinched.
Tian Wujing raised his head, opened his mouth, and his eyes were red.
His figure disappeared from the spot and appeared below the old man. He stretched out his hand and caught the old man.
Tian Wujing knew that the old man's sword that sacrificed his life before could pierce his foundation, but the old man stopped in the end.
The old man in his arms was very light, too light to be true.
The violent look on the old man's face had completely faded away, leaving only an emotion that could be called relief.
His hand grabbed Tian Wujing's arm,
While the redness on my face hasn’t dissipated yet,
He said hastily:
"In order to exterminate the clans, apart from you and Your Majesty, there is also the Zhenbei Hou Mansion?"
"The contemporary Marquis of Zhenbei, Li Liangting, is already in the capital."
"You three, three already?"
Tian Wujing said nothing.
"Yes, yes, yes, hehehehe..."
The old man suddenly laughed, and then he immediately stopped smiling.
continued:
"Although I can't see things with my eyes, I can observe the sky. In the past year, I have observed the stars twice at night. The first time, a comet suddenly fell at the junction of the desert in the north of Dayan. The comet is difficult to determine whether it will appear or disappear. It exists. There are too many variables, and I don’t know what they mean. Whether they are a blessing or a curse is difficult to determine.
One month ago, I discovered that the statue of the god was broken, so I observed the stars for the second time. Do you know what I discovered? "
It seems that he knows that his time is running out,
The old man continued without waiting for Tian Wujing to answer:
"The black dragon is circling, and the prosperity of the country of Yan is terrifying. Hahaha, yes, yes..."
"It's a pity that doctors don't heal themselves, and soothsayers don't predict by themselves. I thought that when Dayan's national destiny was about to begin, my Tian family would also be prosperous forever, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."
How can Yan prosper if the family members are not eliminated?
"Wu Jing, your uncle and I are incompetent. I have been imprisoned for decades, and I have only managed to achieve this ridiculous appearance. But your uncle can see that my luck in Dayan is already boiling. The Qi Refiners of the Qian Kingdom, Wu Zhu in the Chu State and Tianji Pavilion in the Jin State, there are many more sophisticated Xuan cultivators than your uncle, and they can naturally tell that.
I, the Great Yan Iron Cavalry, am unparalleled in the world. You are the Marquis of Jingnan, and there are the Marquis of Zhenbei and this generation of Ji family monarchs. If you are of the same mind and look at the four countries, who can be defeated?
But...but you have to be careful. The change in the fate of the country is not just a matter of war. If they can't defeat you on the battlefield, be careful that they use...other methods.
Small mirror, my heart aches tonight, it hurts so much, it really hurts so much...
But I am also happy... My little mirror... My little mirror...
I really became a general! "
With the last word spoken, the red tide on the old man's face dissipated and his anger dissipated.
Tian Wujing placed the old man on the ground.
He took three steps back,
Kneel down,
Sincerely said:
"Send my great-uncle to heaven..."
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Thanks to Larryyu for becoming the 72nd leader of "Demon Arrival".
(End of this chapter)