Although he respects capable people, and Li Tomb's Zen archery method is subtle, he resolutely refuses to be soft, never bows his head, and would rather be killed than serve General Hua.

Such a mediocre talent will only bury the lives of the soldiers, serve him for his life, purely help and abuse, even if he dies, he has no face to see people, it is better to die with peace of mind.

Li Muchan did not refute that General Hua was not a mediocre talent, but followed his words and persuaded that even if General Hua was a mediocre talent, he needed the assistance of talents around him, and following General Hua would definitely save the lives of the soldiers.

This tent is extremely simple, there is not even a bed, only a thick carpet, Shenguang City is adjacent to the prairie, there are many cattle and sheep, the carpet is easy to obtain, and it is not very valuable.

Li Muchan sat cross-legged, smiling slightly, with a calm expression, while Zhang Anping was lying on his back facing the sky, his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, and he spoke lazily.

As soon as Li Muchan's words came out, Zhang Anping slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flickering, thoughtful.

"The so-called hearing is false, seeing is believing, just because others say that the general is mediocre, you come to assassinate, in my opinion, you are mediocre!" Li Muchan shook his head, and said this unceremoniously.

Zhang Anping snorted and looked up at the sky.

Li Muchan continued: "The general is still mediocre or wise, you can only conclude when you see it with your own eyes, you are not by the general's side, how do you know how he is?"

Zhang Shiping stared at the top of the tent and didn't say a word.

Li Muchan was silent for a long time, staring at him, until he was uncomfortable, and then said, "It's better to stay with the general and see with your own eyes."

He got up slowly, shook his head and said, "Whether to leave or stay, think about it." ”

Zhang Anping watched him leave, retracted his gaze, scratched his head, and sighed in distress, whether to go or stay, he had no choice at all, looking at this frame, Master Mingkong would not kill himself, but he would imprison himself.

His archery is unpredictable, he can't escape, he can't set up a formation, he has to stay, in this case, it is better to follow the surname Hua to see if he is wrong.

Li Muchan lifted the curtain and went in, General Hua was reading, raised his head and smiled: "Master, have you been convinced?"

Li Muchan smiled: "The heat is almost over, and it will be done in about two days." ”

"Hehe, the master is really patient. General Hua gently put down the book, shook his head and smiled.

This Anping is like a stone in a hair pit, smelly and hard, he has always been calm, not impatient or impatient, and he can't help but kill when he meets this guy, and he thinks about it for a hundred, so as not to trouble.

Li Muchan smiled: "Sincerity, gold and stone are open"

"Sincerely, the golden stone is open, well said! Hehe......" General Hua laughed, got up and said: "The master has profound Buddhism, and he will definitely be able to influence him, so I will wait and see!"

Li Muchan and Shi Xuanzi shouted a Buddha horn and sat back on the futon behind.

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In the evening of the next day, Li Muchan came out of the general's tent again, lifted the curtain and entered a tent next to him.

Li Muchan showed a hint of a smile, came to sit down beside him, and seemed to be smiling: "Master Zhang, can you think about it......?"

Zhang Anping hurriedly raised his hand: "Okay, you don't have to say more!" "Grandma, I agreed, I will work for the general"

"Lord Zhang is wise. Li Muchan was solemn.

He smiled secretly in his heart, Tang Sanzang's tricks from later generations were really wonderful, and the power of his bitter heart was extremely great, and no one could stand it.

Try it out, this smelly and hard Zhang Anping can't stand it, wonderful!

"Grandma's!" Zhang Anping got up angrily, glared at him and snorted: "I'd rather be killed by a knife than be killed by you!" Li Muchan smiled: "I'll call you Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, we will be under the same account in the future, and we will be considered a family."

He got up slowly and said with a smile: "Pay attention to the car Since someone said, I won't be noisy." ”

With that, he walked straight out of the tent, cleanly.

Zhang Anping was stunned, and when he saw that he really went out, he scratched his head, and hummed to himself: "Little monk, it's fast enough to change your face."

Now that Zhang Anping has surrendered, Li Muchan will no longer waste his tongue, his time is very precious and cannot be wasted.

The Nine Turns of the Pulp Washing Sutra has been completed, the movements are well choreographed, but there is no time to practice, the arrow trick is small, and it still needs to be painstakingly studied, and the big dragon shape refines blood, but it has been practiced, turning blood into mercury, and entering the realm quite quickly.

When sitting quietly, practicing Vajra is not bad, refining tendons is entering a good state, and it is becoming more and more inconspicuous, and it looks more and more weak, as if it does not know martial arts.

At night, when you sleep and practice the Sutra of the Heavens and Gods, you enter the Heavens and Gods and Goddesses, and the six heart beads turn into vertical eyes, and the lotus huā appears on the body, bathing in the moonlight, moisturizing the body, and is as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. ,

As for the magic of the sea, it has been completed, and he still thinks about it from time to time, and the taste is endless, every time he thinks about it, he always has a point of understanding, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Muchan closed his eyes, his hands were sealed, Ji Wuming suddenly asked for instructions outside, General Hua answered, the curtain was opened, and Zhang Anping followed Ji Wuming in.

Ji Wuming saw that Li Muchan was there, he retreated, and Zhang Anping stood in front of the Xuan case.

General Hua got up, came to him, and said with a smile: "It's rare for General Zhang to be so open-minded, so he helped the staff officer in the tent." ”

"Yes, General. Zhang Anping agreed with a bowed head, and he was weak.

General Hua smiled, didn't care, and said: "The master is also proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia, you can participate in the study and brainstorm, and you will definitely get something." ”

“...... Yes, General. Zhang Anping answered lazily.

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Outside the city of Divine Light

A mile away from the city wall, the tent is like a cloud, stretching for several miles, covering the sky and the sun, standing on the wall of the city of divine light and looking down, the white tents are boundless, making people desperate.

On the east city wall stood four veterans, all in their thirties, in the prime of men's life, their eyes blazing, and their bodies flowing.

They were all clad in iron armor, shimmering silver in the sunlight, a silver-scale armor unique to the Divine Light Battalion.

The edge of the armor is like fish scales, one by one covering together, the heart, the internal organs and other key parts are extraordinarily thick, unless the crossbow is fired at close range, otherwise, there is no danger to life, let alone the sword.

The Shenguang Battalion faced the Eastern Chu Iron Cavalry "The quality of the soldiers is not as good as that of the Eastern Chu, but the equipment is better, otherwise, it will not stop the Eastern Chu Iron Cavalry for decades."

With silver scale armor shining with silver light, a long knife at his waist, and a calm and steady gesture, the four of them stood side by side, facing the outside of the city, coldly looking at the tent in the distance.

A middle-aged man has a square face and a wide mouth, clear eyes, a beard under his chin, and a rough bearing.

He shook his head and sighed: "Grandma, these Dongchu people are really crazy, look at this posture, they have to attack our Shenguang City!"

A thin middle-aged man next to him shook his head, stroked his beard and sneered: "Carving insect skills, I estimate that half of these tents are empty, it's scary."

His face is thin, clear, his eyes are clear, and he has three locks of long hair under his chin.

"Reasonable," the other two nodded in agreement.

The square-faced middle-aged man sighed: "It's strange this year, the people of Eastern Chu suddenly increased their troops, so they are not afraid that the Great Khan will take the opportunity to copy their old nest?" The thin middle-aged man stroked his chin and cleared his hair, and said slowly: "I estimate that Eastern Chu and the Great Khan may have an agreement, or the Great Khan has encountered a problem and cannot send troops, so they will take the opportunity to attack our Ran!"

The square-faced middle-aged man hated and slapped the edge of the wall, and the green bricks "banged" with a muffled sound, and he snorted: "The people of Eastern Chu are despicable and shameless, and they actually assassinated the general!"

The other two nodded, gritting their teeth and cursing, eager to eat the assassin and pacify Dongchu

The thin middle-aged man shook his head and disagreed: "The soldiers are not tired of cheating, and the thief captures the king first, this method is not a big deal, but we are not prepared." ”

He sighed: "The people of Dongchu have always been straightforward and will not play conspiracy, no one expected that they would become like this all of a sudden!"

A middle-aged man with a pockmarked face looked left and right, pointed to his lips, and lowered his voice: "I heard that one of our high-ranking officials in the imperial court defected and was reused by the Emperor of Eastern Chu." ”

The square-faced middle-aged man said: "Hmm, Wang Mazi, your brother is from the Tent Department, did he say it?"

Wang Mazi nodded and said in a low voice: "This caused a big storm in the ears of the imperial court, and when that person arrived in Eastern Chu, he was actually named a Marquis of Jingping." ”

"What a powerful Emperor of Eastern Chu," the thin middle-aged man sighed.

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Wang Mazi said: "This guy is so bad that he has pus, and he has a bad idea, he first sent a master to assassinate the general, and the general is blessed with a great life, and they have issued a reward order, these days, the city is not peaceful!"

Another short and fat middle-aged man snorted: "There are a lot of masters who have entered the city, grandma, they really treat us as waste, they can come if they want."

Wang Mazi said in a low voice: "The general ordered, don't pay attention to them, in my opinion, the general wants to have a pot." ”

"Hehe, our general is not a loser!" said the square-faced man with a smile.

The thin middle-aged man stroked his hair and frowned: "The general's guard, to be honest, is okay on the battlefield, but it is a little worse for martial arts figures."

Wang Mazi smiled proudly: "You don't know, the general has a new guard,...... This is top-secret information and cannot be disseminated. ”

The square-faced man snorted: "A meal of wine in the early spring hall!"

Wang Mazi suddenly smiled, and raised his thumb: "You are still generous to Lao Peng!", the square-faced middle-aged Lao Peng glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, say it quickly!" What is the bottom line of the guard?"

Wang Mazi said: "Everyone must not spread the word, otherwise, if it spreads, it will affect my brother, and I don't have the face to see people."

"Don't worry, we're all iron door bolts!" Lao Peng hurriedly urged.

Wang Mazi said in a low voice: "This new escort is a monk, he is young, but he is deeply valued by the general, and he has become the general's personal guard, and he will never leave him!"

"Monk?" asked Lao Peng.

Wang Mazi nodded: "It's a light monk this year"

"How young?" asked the elder Peng.

"Eighteen or nineteen years old. Wang Mazi is colorful.

Lao Peng looked at the other two, and they also showed surprised looks.

He snorted: "Eighteen or nineteen years old? Even if you practice in your mother's womb, it's not much higher."

The thin middle-aged man stroked his head and said slowly: "I can't say, there are a lot of young heroes in the martial arts at the moment, like the Xinjue monk of Landa Temple, Li Yujiao of Shengxue Peak, and there are also many masters on Trap Island,...... The most powerful is Wen Yinyue of the Canghai Sword Sect, it is said that the blue is better than the blue, and the first master of the young man"

"Could he be a monk of Xinjue?" said Lao Peng busily.

The thin middle-aged man shook his head: "It stands to reason that it is not!" Our army has always been a forbidden place for civilian martial arts, and it is impossible for Landa Temple to send people to join the army. Wang Mazi said in a low voice: "That monk's Dharma name is Mingkong, not Xinjue,...... According to my brother, the general respected him very much, called him a master, and did not call him a dharma name. ”

"It seems that he is really capable!" Lao Peng nodded.

The thin middle-aged man smiled and said: "Lao Zhang, you are unfounded, the general knows that Qiu Broom has no real ability, it is impossible to let the general be like this, but unfortunately I don't have the opportunity to see one or two."

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Wang Mazi said in a low voice: "Listen to my brother, nearly 100 people have been assassinated for a while" were all restrained by the young monk, and none of them escaped. ”

"Awesome" Lao Peng and the thin middle-aged man admired.

Those who have the courage to break into the barracks and assassinate the generals are not bad, they have no diamond diamonds, they don't do porcelain work, they don't have enough skills, and they can't sneak into the barracks at all.

The tent of the Divine Light Camp is heavily guarded, and not everyone can sneak in.

"It's the general!" the short and fat middle-aged man suddenly snorted.

The people turned their heads and looked at him.

Standing here, you can look down on the outside of the city, but also look down on the city, there are three main streets in the north and south, and three main streets in the east and west, crisscrossing and crisscrossing the Shenguang City.

On the east and west streets under the city wall, there are two people walking on foot, calm and relaxed, walking on the street, like standing out among the chickens. One is General Hua, and the other is a gray-clothed monk.

Their eyes were focused on the gray-clothed monk, their hands on their eyebrows, and they looked carefully.

"It's really young," Old Peng sighed.

"This monk is not simple," the thin middle-aged man stroked his hair and said slowly.

Lao Peng shook his head: "It's not a big deal" The appearance is ordinary, really inconspicuous, not like a martial arts practitioner. ”

Li Muchan, dressed in a gray monk's robe, holding a Buddhist bead in his left hand, walked beside General Hua, and the two talked while walking, talking about some customs and people's livelihoods.

He suddenly felt something, turned his head to look at the city wall, and smiled slightly.

"It's amazing!" Lao Peng and the four of them hurriedly withdrew their gazes, glanced at each other, and looked at each other.

They all felt that there was a trance in front of them, and Li Muchan's smiling face suddenly appeared in front of them, so far away, he seemed to be standing in front of them and smiling at them.

"This monk is indeed not simple!" Lao Peng exclaimed.

They couldn't help but be curious, and turned their heads again to see General Hua and Li Muchan stopping in front of an antique stall, squatting down, and turning over the broken copper and iron.

"Not good!" the thin middle-aged man suddenly snorted.

Everyone widened their eyes and saw a group of big men rushing out of both sides of the street, dressed in black and masked, holding swords and rushing towards General Hua, as fast as a gust of wind.

Two zhang away, their left hands were thrown one after another, and the dark weapons in the sky shrouded General Hua, like a group of maggots.

"Damn!" Old Peng stomped his foot and was about to run down.

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The thin middle-aged man pulled his shoulder: "Don't move, old Peng, it's too late to go down."

Lao Peng hated and slapped the city wall: "Damn!

"Where's the guards!" Wang Mazi muttered, his hands clutching the wall hard, his knuckles white.

As they spoke, their eyes fixed on the bottom.

Li Muchan flicked his sleeves, and the cold stars in the sky suddenly returned to his nest like milk swallows, and they all drilled into his sleeves.

In a series of crisp resonances, "Ding Ding Ding ......", more than two dozen big men had to swing their blades and shoot the hidden weapons away. The next situation made Lao Peng and them laugh and relax. As soon as the blades of more than 20 big men touched the hidden weapon, they took off their hands one after another, and a bright light crossed the air, plunging into the wall behind them.

They couldn't help but stop, empty-handed, looking at Li Muchan and General Hua, and then turning their heads to look behind them, in a dilemma, and stagnant.

"Kill!" a man in black in the middle snorted.

More than 20 big men immediately rushed and surrounded General Hua and Li Muchan.

General Hua said in a deep voice: "Master, let me come!"

Li Muchan took a step back, gave way to the place, and protected him behind him.

General Hua swung his fist, fast and fierce, and hit a big man in the chest, and the big man flew out of the air, falling heavily two feet away, and kept vomiting blood in his mouth.

General Hua cultivated the big dragon form, refined blood into a small success, and his strength increased greatly, and this punch had the ability to break stones and drop monuments.

Li Muchan smiled: "General Shenwei"

General Hua smiled, surrounded by everyone, but he did not fall behind, with a left fist, a right punch, and a strange footwork under his feet, slippery like a loach, more than 20 people couldn't touch him.

"General Shenwei" Lao Peng clenched his fists and waved hard.

The other three followed with applause, their spirits lifted and their spirits were full of energy, and their chests were full of pride when they saw the general show his might.

Li Muchan suddenly flicked, a cold light flashed in the air, and then there was a muffled sound, and an old man in gray fell in the crowd.

He smiled faintly, under the ruthless sleeve, the hidden weapon shot, all reflected back, with the other way, back to the other, he found a little feeling.

Three cold rays of light suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and the three of them flew forward with swords, and the sword and the person were one, like a long rainbow passing through the sky, and swooped towards General Hua.

Li Muchan shook his head and flicked his long sleeves.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the three of them froze in the air, as if they had hit an invisible wall, and fell straight down, like three stones.

There was another muffled "bang", and the three of them fell to the ground, and the ground seemed to shake.

People watched from afar, and suddenly someone shouted: "It's General Hua"

"It's General Hua", "Someone assassinated General Hua!" "Call someone quickly"

People are talking and messing around.

General Hua in the siege of more than 20 people, the more brave he became, his spirit was flying, he fully realized the strength of blood refining, his whole body was surging, and his martial arts were doubled, it was really exciting! (To be continued) [This paragraph is provided by Daybreak Update Group Daai and Tingting]