In the early morning, some cultivators in Luoshui City learned the news of the monk's return during the night.

In the morning light, Pu Ming looked at the Tiece Army barracks not far away, and he really felt very sorry.

It didn't matter the victory or defeat itself, but he understood that Lin Yi's mind was unlikely to change.

"Uncle Shi. ”

A cultivator walked up behind him and bowed to him.

It was a very young man, not a monk, and he was dressed in white clothes, which was very unearthly.

At his waist hung a small bamboo sheath sword, which appeared thin and short, like a child's toy.

However, in the perception of any cultivator, this small sword seemed to be flying at any moment if it was alive, and it seemed extremely dangerous.

"Are you still waiting here?"

The young cultivator asked.

"Still have to wait. Pu Ming turned around, looked at the young cultivator, and said very gently, "When you get older, you will understand that attitude is very important. ”

The young cultivator was bathed in the morning light, he didn't refute, but said with some apprehension: "Since he can defeat even a heavy armor like that, I may not be his opponent. ”

"It's all about attitude, not about winning or losing. ”

Pu Ming smiled slightly and said, "You can make him understand that if he must become the master of the Sword Pavilion, there will be many such challenges in the future." You've won too easily before, and even if you lose at his hands, it's not necessarily a bad thing, and any battle should be seen as a practice. Among the cultivators of your generation, there is no one who will definitely remain invincible, not even your senior sister. ”

The young cultivator was stunned, he heard something unusual, "If I lose, Senior Sister will also come?"

Pu Ming smiled and nodded, "Your senior sister has an old relationship with him, and she has long wanted to see him, although my Hanshan Temple has a grudge against the Sword Pavilion, but the grudge is not very big compared to those fellow Daoists in Jiming Temple and Qixia Temple, so I am in such a hurry to meet him, there are naturally other reasons." ”

The young cultivator understood a little, couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, and said, "It's a pity that he shouldn't be able to understand Uncle Shi's kindness." ”

"There are many kinds of enemies, but they are still enemies at this time, and he can't understand good intentions now, but he will understand them in the future, and you know in your heart now. Pu Ming's face became a little solemn, and he said, "The spiritual famine has intensified, and any cultivator is a precious property of our dynasty, and it must not be lost in the internal fighting." ”

The young cultivator saluted again and said earnestly, "Understood. ”

At this moment, the silence of the early morning was broken by the sound of some horses' hooves.

The young cultivator listened in silence for a moment, and a look of shock quickly appeared in his pupils.

"Heavy armor?"

He was a little unsure, turned his head to look at Pu Ming and asked.

Pu Ming's eyes were also full of admiration, he nodded, and said, "What else do you perceive?"

"It's the snake heavy armor. ”

The young cultivator took a deep breath, he had already sensed the weight of the armor in those carriages, but those armors were different from the True Yuan Heavy Armor, there were no special aura fluctuations, he suspected that there was something wrong with his perception, but when he saw Pu Ming's affirmative answer, he instantly thought of the answer.

There is only one kind of heavy armor in the Southern Dynasty that is so heavy, and it does not have a unique magic circle, it does not need to be driven by the cultivator's true yuan, and there will be no aura fluctuations when hiding in the shadows.

It's just that when he arrived in Luoshui City, he was extremely shocked by the changes that had taken place in the Tiece Army in the past few days, and now there was a rare body of such heavy armor being sent to the Tie Ce Army barracks.

Regardless of Lin Yi and the matter of this Sword Pavilion, the benefits that Lin Yi has obtained from helping this iron army during this period of time are really too amazing.

......

Tie Cejun has been accustomed to the continuous delivery of ordnance by convoys in recent days, but he learned that the things in this train fleet are very important to Lin Yi recently, so his attitude towards this train fleet is naturally different, not only is he very careful when dismantling, but also he is hospitable to the people in this train fleet.

The mist on the Luoshui River gradually floated a small boat.

On the boat sat a young cultivator, about the same age as the one next to Pu Ming in Luoshui City.

He sat cross-legged in the bow of the boat, and the little unsheathed sword in front of him was also small, but it definitely didn't look like a toy.

Because this small sword is in the shape of a snake, the runes on the sword are also as terrifying as snake scales, and the edges are extremely sharp, and the cold light of the silk seems to be condensed into substance.

The young cultivator's expression was not as gentle and humble as the young cultivator beside Pu Ming, and the anger in his eyebrows was very heavy, and the killing intent was very strong.

He also came for the Sword Pavilion.

It's just that he is not the same number as the cultivators in those temples, so he doesn't know what happened in Lin Yi's return path.

He also didn't care much about the conquests of the Southern and Northern Wei dynasties.

He just needs blood to pay for it.

In his opinion, it was of course very good for the emperor to dispose of the Sword Pavilion like that before, and what could be better than those high-flying cultivators in the Sword Pavilion who were forced to become rotten flesh and slowly rot and die in the Sword Pavilion.

It's much better to die in such a trap than to kill those people directly.

In the spring of this year, He Xiuxing died, so the fate of these people should be doomed.

However, no one thought that those people in the Sword Pavilion would be able to leave and be able to belong to the Tiece Army.

The first evil is naturally Lin Yi.

So he came to wait for Lin Yi.

......

In the same morning light, there was also a slightly chubby middle-aged medical officer on the run.

The medical officer had some old wounds in his body that had not healed, and his face had become naturally sallow, and he had now become a woodcutter on the mountain road, carrying a bundle of dry firewood on his back, and his clothes were very shabby, and everywhere there were traces of being repaired by dry wood, and then about to wear out.

However, when a scholar in a green shirt appeared on the mountain road in front of him, standing with his head bowed and waiting quietly, he knew that he had finally been found by the Chen family's subordinates.

There was something bitter in his mouth.

"Why did you run away? ”

The scholar on the mountain road looked at him and said sincerely, "My family doesn't want to hurt you, I just need to ask you something, as long as you say it truthfully, you will naturally be fine." ”

Wang Xianrui really felt very hard.

He smiled bitterly, seriously thought about the reason why he wanted to escape, and then lowered his head as well, not letting this person see his quietly changing eyes, "I don't know very well, but I am probably not convinced..."

His body and voice trembled slightly, "If you don't accept it, you can do whatever you want, you want to ask, why should I say it?"

The scholar in the green shirt looked at him with some surprise.

He realized that the medical officer's temperament was too different from his mediocre appearance, and he was somewhat similar to the young general of the Tie Ce Army.

"I'm sorry then. ”

He said apologetically.

In the sky, a thin sword light pierced through the mist of the mountains and fell.

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