Fu Canglu

Chapter 283

It is undoubtedly an extremely fast speed to tear apart the space and travel long distances.

This kind of inconceivable means can only be possessed by certain monsters with natural talents, and the distance to tear the space will not increase with the increase of monsters' cultivation base.

Spatial talent is an extremely difficult thing to figure out.

Even Master Shanzhu, who has been with Qingli for decades, can only show a little space talent in the holy island.

Qingli kept tearing apart the space, and kept heading north.

"If there are 'coordinates' directly, it should be much faster." Qingli said softly: "I can directly open up the distance between two points, without the trouble like now."

Yi Xiao nodded and asked, "How do I give you the 'coordinates'?"

Qingli stretched out a slender white finger, and nodded her head: "I tell you that you don't understand either. At the current speed, I can reach Beiyuan in about three days. When the time comes, I will write down the 'coordinates' of Beiyuan, and I can do it." Next time I will go directly to Beiyuan."

His Highness thought for a while, then said softly: "Qing Li, I will trouble you this time."

Qingli remained silent.

"Master Shanzhu said that most of the powerful practitioners in the Central Plains are gathered in the snowy area of ​​the Northern Plains. You must pay attention to your own safety." The little girl in Tsing Yi sighed and said quietly: "Let me tell you clearly first, the arrangement It takes about half an hour to teleport the magic circle. After the magic circle is set up, at least the ninth-rank Yuanli is used as the operating energy, and at most 50 to 100 people can be transported away at one time, and items that exceed the space load cannot be carried."

Yi Xiao rubbed his brows, and said: "The intelligence didn't say how many people from the Tang family survived. According to my estimate, there are at least 1000 disciples of the Tang family who are currently hiding in the North Tang sect. Send them all away?"

Qingli calmly calculated: "It will take at least an hour."

After finishing speaking, the little girl specially added: "It requires a particularly large amount of Yuanli."

Yi Xiao nodded silently, and said calmly: "Yuanli is not a problem."

Qing Li knew what His Royal Highness was thinking, and reminded: "I am the center of the magic circle, and the yuan power comes from you. If you want to bear the burden of yuan power all by yourself, you must be the last one to board the magic circle."

"I know." Yi Xiao let out a foul breath and said with a smile, "With you here, what else should I worry about?"

Qing Li, who hesitated to speak, was slightly startled.

"It's not impossible to use the magic circle to send the Tang family away." After a long time, Qingli sighed softly and murmured: "The great master of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the grand master of the Zhong family, in the past year, You haven't found the last Tangjiabao location of the Tang Sect, how do you find it?"

Yi Xiao smiled and didn't answer.

Qingli lowered her head and continued on her way.

It snows heavily in December.

The Northern Wei Dynasty was several times more snowy and majestic than Qiliang, and Luoyang was full of snow.

A thick layer of snow fell on the jade catalpa scale chessboard in Luoyang.

The endgame on the chessboard was covered with snow and looked bleak.

The jade and catalpa scales are all filled with chess pieces cast by the great master of the purple robe with his playfulness.

The chess pieces engraved with Tang characters were cornered.

Suddenly, someone picked up the Tang character chess piece and gently wiped off the snow on it.

The man in the purple robe covered in wind and snow came here through the corridor at some point.

Xuan Shangyu rubbed the chess piece lightly, with complicated eyes, he gently wiped the snow around the Tang character, and wiped it off vigorously.

"I didn't expect that the chessboard would become like this after just one night of wind and snow."

Use jade and catalpa scales to deduce mystic arts, and chess pieces to evolve chess games.

The purple-robed master rubbed his swollen brows and murmured, "Boil the frogs in warm water."

With the Northern Wei iron cavalry, together with the Zhong family Yusheng, he slowly pushed the Tang family into a corner, and even specially reserved most of the troops for the Northern Tang sect, just for the current situation.

Up to one month.

As long as the heavy snow stops for a while, the North Tang Gate can add another word.

Wei character.

Tangmen of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The young dragon of the Xiao family has struggled crazily over the past year. After all, it is not because of its chess strength, but because it has no sons to use. Even with the help of the prince of the Su family and the successor of the sword ghost in Dongguan, it has only become the master of Senluo Daohe. The whetstone of the Zhong family.

In the past year, the Northern Wei Dynasty encircled and suppressed the Tang Sect, and established themselves in an invincible position. The more the Tang Sect resisted desperately, the more they fulfilled their own wishes.

Sharpen your knife.

Sharpen your knife.

But just overnight, the chessboard will change drastically?
The Tang chess piece that had been wiped off by the wind and snow was flipped gently in the hands of the man in purple robe.

placed on the opposite side.

Slowly buckle it down, and it's about to drop.

Suddenly, the fingers stopped, and the Tang character chess piece that was more than half pressed on the Qiliang River and Mountain hovered on such a small side.
After all, there is no place.

The purple-robed grand master murmured to himself: "The wind and snow here are very heavy, can that frog jump out?"

To the north of Invitation to Beiguan is the vast and vast Beiyuan.

Caught up with such a terrifying snowy weather, even those barbarians from the northern plains did not ride out of the royal court this year, but hid in tents to keep warm.

It is no exaggeration to say that even a cultivator can easily get lost in such a heavy snow in the northern plains, and thus turn into a dry bone in the snow.

And a team of Qingqi marched against the wind and snow.

"I found traces left by the remnants of the Tang Sect here. Half an hour ago, the nearest adult should be fifteen miles away. Those people went to the north!"

After the leader of Qingqi finished his judgment, he silently took out a token from his pocket.

Several people behind him took out a round crossbow bolt from their arms and sank it vertically into the crossbow barrel.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

Three crossbow arrows were shot against the wind and snow, facing the north direction, and when they shot to the highest point, they exploded suddenly, and three slanted northwest smoke fell from the sky.

fifteen miles away.

A young man rides on a black horse.

He was hidden in a black robe, his hands were off the rope, and he let the black horse under his crotch stroll in the wind and snow, his hands were knotted, and his upper body was bumped with the horse's back.

Close your eyes and practice.

There is a vertical pupil between the eyebrows, which is slightly opened at this moment, devouring the surrounding snow air, continuously transforming the snow air into vitality to nourish his body.

The vertical pupil has cross-shaped scratches of different shades.

The horizontal line is relatively shallow, while the vertical line is extremely deep. It can be seen that the knife is not sloppy, and the speed is extremely fast and heavy. When the vertical pupils are opened and closed, the flesh and blood can be seen clearly.

The messenger in his arms trembled slightly.

Duan Wuyin didn't open his eyes, and used his soul power to read the message in the summons

"The remnants of the Tang Sect have been discovered, and the specific location has been determined!"

He opened his eyes slowly.

Three streaks of blood-red smoke in the air pointed straight to the extreme north.

He breathed out a breath of cold air, and the vertical pupil between his brows closed and shrank instantly.

The whole person's momentum changed.

The black horse suddenly lifted its upper body, and then slammed into the wind and snow, like a bow full of arrows, all the way to the north!

The young man in black robe on the horse's back had no expression on his face. He still didn't hold the rein with both hands, but placed it in front of his dantian, constantly changing his gestures, silently practicing the seals taught by the men of the Zhong family.

In the end, a killing mark was formed.

Murderous aura overflowed from behind, being constantly pulled by the wind and snow.

The horse's hoof stomped down heavily, and then lifted up, leaving a scarlet patch on the snow.

"This heavy snowfall started, and every day, a team of people from the Tang family followed orders to show up in Beiyuan!"

"To show your face is to die."

"Miss, in this situation, how many members of the Tang family can go to die?"

A carriage was riding in the wind and snow. After hearing the words, there was not much movement in the interior.

The person who asked the question was Tang Zhen, a young priest of the Tang family's family. He was 40 years old and was soaked in blood. He escaped a life after a bloody battle at Beiguan. Now he is driving around in this carriage all day long in Beiyuan. His face is pale at this moment. .

He silently waited for the response from the eldest lady in the carriage.

The dozens of white horses surrounding the carriage all remained silent, waiting for the person in the carriage to respond.

But I also knew that the one who made the decision was the young man with a foreign surname.

Dozens of white horses are all to escort the few people in the carriage.

One man and two women.

Not long after, Tang Xiaoman's voice came out clearly.

"All outsiders, there is no need to support the team that showed up. Continue to follow me, don't lose track, and keep the formation."

The sound fell.

A dead silence.

Tang Zhen's face was miserable, and a huge rock fell from the bottom of his heart.

Another group of people sent to death.

Send it to the mouth of the Northern Wei Dynasty and let it be slaughtered by the other side.

Only in this way, the gecko cut off its tail and diverted the tiger away from the mountain with the lives of a small number of Tang family's children, while the large army evacuated at a considerable turning point, taking advantage of the severe landform and harsh geographical environment of the North Plains, to be able to deal with it for a few more days and keep strength.

How many Tang Sect disciples did that young murderer in black robe kill?
The few priests who had received the orders in the carriage refused to leave.

Tang Zhen's eyes were red, and he said loudly: "Miss, even if we can survive in this way, we will be overtaken by those Northern Wei cavalry one day!"

"We have no reinforcements, no one will come to our aid."

"We have been mediating in Beiyuan for a year, and nearly a thousand people have died." The little priest took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "Miss, we have passed by Tangjiabao three times, why can't we go back? As long as we return to Tangjiabao Jiabao, relying on Tangjiabao's defense, can definitely hold on."

Suddenly a joking voice came

"madness!"

Tang Zhen froze slightly, looking around.

He found the one who spoke.

The slightly bloated young man in the white robe of the Tang family was the master of the voice.

The same elegant man in a white robe, revealing a green shirt underneath, slowly drove his horse along with him.

The slightly fat young man's brows and eyes were full of coldness, and the man in the white robe and green shirt beside him was also full of wind and frost on his face at the moment, and the huge long knife wrapped in green cloth on his back was extremely eye-catching.

Tang Zhen knew that these two people were the reinforcements who had been invited in the carriage for the first time.

Invite Beiguan to fight. Without them, the loss of the Tang family's high-end combat power would be doubled.

Su Fu said expressionlessly: "You also know that it's the men from the Zhong family and Xuan Shangyu who want to drive the Tang family into a desperate situation. You never thought about it, why did they do this?"

"With the strength of Sen Luo Dao and Zhong's family, it would only take a month at most to kill all these people from outside the Tang Sect, and it would be useless to hide them." Su Fu said softly, "Why do you think it's just a sacrifice? With the price of these human lives, can we get through this year without incident?"

Tang Zhen fell silent.

"You kind of thing, don't question the choice in the compartment."

Young Master Su showed no mercy at all, and said calmly and slowly: "Without him, you would have died thousands of times already."

The young priest of the Tang family lowered his head in silence.

Song Zhiqing, who was carrying a huge green cloth knife beside him, looked at the silent carriage at this moment.

In his opinion, this year has been nothing short of a miracle.

Under such circumstances, the people in that carriage were able to lead the Tang family to mediate in Beiyuan, and to contend with the huge number of Senluo Dao spies and the Zhong family.

Whether it is the choice of route or various temporary choices.

All are flawless.

The man's voice came from the carriage.

"I'm going to tell you a cruel thing."

The man said softly: "You can choose to listen, or not to listen, those who are willing to stay and listen, after listening, you can also choose to stay or leave."

(End of this chapter)