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It was sunny for several days.

Before I knew it, it was the end of the year and the beginning of the year.

The barracks behind the mountain were still shrouded in snow and bitter cold winds.

When a ray of morning light sprinkled on the back mountain, the once silent barracks suddenly became busy.

Tents were uprooted, more than 100 carts were filled, groups of soldiers were ready to go, and dozens of iron horsemen showed off their might, and then the battle flags were unfurled, and the soldiers marched in formation.

Seven or eight hundred people passed through the valley, and they were mighty. And when you arrive at the front mountain, it suddenly flows into the sea. Looking up, flags fluttered, swords and spears shining, armor shone, and war horses neighed. The soldiers and horses of the brigade gathered in the front mountain, and there was no end in sight to the black pressure.

Break the camp and continue to move forward in the torrent of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

The first group of iron cavalry was as many as forty or fifty, and this was also thanks to the war horses left behind by the iron cavalry battalion, which made the cavalry of the broken camp small. It was Lu San who led the way in front of the battle flag, and the old brothers led by the lord followed. The next 500 strong men, all in armor and armed arms. The tall and thick wooden shield and sharp knives and guns add a bit of murderous aura. Further back are carts loaded with tents, which are also in order.

And Wu Blame, as the main general of the broken camp, is particularly eye-catching in the queue.

I saw that he had a silver helmet and silver armor, a red horse under his crotch, and a delicate appearance, he was really young and proud. And he was on a horse, wrapped in a battle robe, frowning from time to time, and the whole person looked a little impatient. After a while, he rolled his eyes again, feeling the black feather on the top of the helmet shake and tremble.

Although he is the queen of the gate, he has been familiar with everything in the barracks since he was a child, but he does not like restraint, especially this cold armor, which is really uncomfortable to wear. How can the spring festival be held, and the army must be neat and tidy. And after the sacrifice, the army with bears will set off on an expedition to the border.

"Why are you listless?"

Qi Sanren was still dressed in an old gray cloth robe, riding on the black war horse he stole, but he did not hold the reins, but put his hands in his sleeves, looking leisurely. He asked, but no one answered, and then said: "The Ten Thousand Beasts Recipe is very good, and the technique of the horse is quite useful!"

Blameless or ignored, alone at the battle flag not far away silently.

The battle flag was stained with blood and was dilapidated, but the black word "broken" and the embroidery of the tiger on it seemed to be alive, hunting and rolling in the cold wind. Wherever the banner goes, it seems that thousands of war spirits are dancing with it!

"This road has gone through thousands of red dusts, and it is the first time to go out with the army!"

Qi Sanren looked at the situation around him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and then turned around, not without expectation: "In the "Ten Thousand Beasts", in addition to the technique of controlling horses, there should also be a method of controlling beasts, why don't you share it......"

The Iron Cavalry Battalion, which came to provoke that day, was in chaos and finally ended up annihilated. He witnessed it with his own eyes at the time, and couldn't help but be interested, and under pressure, he finally learned of the existence of the "Ten Thousand Beasts" and obtained a set of equestrian formulas. But he also knew that the kid was perfunctory.

Blameless turned slightly, and the iron armor sounded slightly. He glanced at Qi Sanren, and said casually: "I have already returned the "Ten Thousand Beasts Recipe" to Fu Bao'er, and now I only remember the original text in it, and I will have time in the future, and it is not too late to talk to you in detail!"

Qi Sanren reminded: "You are so shrewd, don't you understand the method of divine sense rubbing......?

Blameless is honest: "I don't understand!"

Qi Sanren said helplessly: "I forgot, don't you not understand the method of rubbing? You never meditate and cultivate, and you don't know anything about many methods and realm perceptions, but you just mix into the immortal path, and you have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of going against the sky, it's really luck to make people!"

He smacked his lips without blame, and his eyes fell on the saddle: "You are not afraid of a great task from heaven and smashing the wrong person!"

There was an iron hook in the saddle, and the five-foot-long black sword hung from it. It's just right for you.

Qi Sanren was slightly stunned, and said in a lost voice: "Smash the wrong person?" He shook his head with his long beard: "Everything has a fixed number, and there is a reason for smashing mistakes! I will go back and teach you the method of rubbing, and expand all the "Ten Thousand Beast Recipes". I can't imagine that a mortal tribe has such a method!"

"What about the mortals, they are also descendants of the Protoss!"

"Where does that come from?"

She said, you and I are both descendants of the Protoss, and we have the blood and soul of the gods hidden in our bodies. Those who are willing to be in the red dust are happy in the midst of bitterness and happiness; those who are determined to explore will use the opportunity to achieve immortal powers, embark on a journey against the sky, and find the path that our ancestors once walked! No matter whether the world is turned upside down or time turns, you and I will not sink because of setbacks and stop because of calamities. But there is a glimmer of light, which will be passed on forever!"

"Well, that's a strange woman!"

While talking, we arrived at the foot of the slope of the front mountain. When the broken camp was in formation, it was surrounded by soldiers and horses from various battalions. According to the rules, he drove the horses out of the formation with Qi Sanren, and behind him were the battle flags guarded by the four old brothers such as Bao Feng, as well as the eight hundred heroes who broke the camp. He looked up and couldn't help but straighten his back. The men and horses of each battalion were solemn and orderly, and the scene of hundreds of thousands of people gathering was spectacular. Placed in the jungle with swords, guns and iron armor, listening to the neighing of the war horses, and looking at the fluttering battle flags, I can't help but make people's blood run wild and full of pride.

Wu Zhi whispered: "The sword travels thousands of miles, the wind and snow battle drums sound;

At this time, he seemed to be in the middle of a killing battlefield, a prancing horse swinging a sword, charging into battle, galloping vertically and horizontally, and his blood was happy!

But Qi Sanren shook his head again and again: "Vulgar! vulgar is unbearable!"

Blameless snorted: "Hmph! If you have the ability, you can also come to a few unearthly ......."

Qi Sanren was really unkind, and blurted out: "In the dream of life fame and drunkenness, poor white hair is empty, why not step on the sword and go to the air, there is singing in the depths of the sea of clouds!"

This person's vision and realm are different, and his feelings and perceptions are also different!

He was speechless, glared at Qi Sanren, and then continued to look at the scene.

Qi Sanren was unaware of it, and said to himself: "In this life, people have to toss a few times before they are willing to give up!"

Who can avoid tossing and turning? Everyone can only walk the road under their feet, and if they don't walk on it themselves, how can they appreciate the joys and sorrows and many wonderful things on the way. Regardless of the gains and losses, at least there are no regrets!

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses formed their own camps, flying tigers, Jiaolong, Xuanwu, Vermilion Birds, heavy armor, breaking formations, trapping formations, Xiao cavalry, chariot riding, iron cavalry, flying feathers and so on. In the camp of the tribe, there are also blue wolves, spotted leopards, golden eagles, and divine beasts. And so many soldiers and horses are faintly divided into two parts. The west side of the hillside is the department of Ji Lu, and the east side of the hillside is the department of Ji Shaodian. Each has a black bear and a famous royal flag to guide them, but they are also clearly separated from each other.

From this hundreds of zhang away, where the high tooth is located, in the open space in front of the barracks, there is an additional three-story earthen altar more than three zhang high, surrounded by armor soldiers, and more than ten monks are guarding the four directions. Not far from it are Zhong Ding, musicians, and a large group of brocade clothes. Ji Lu and Ji Shaodian were in the list, as well as the royal magnates and others with solemn expressions.

The sun rises in the east, the glow shines, and the snow of the surrounding mountains and forests is covered with a layer of golden light. In a short time, the bells rang in unison, then the horn sounded, and then the cannon sounded.

"Worship heaven and earth, and the ritual must not be wasted!"

Qi Sanren reminded him and fell from his horse.

He was no different from the old Taoist priest in the ancestral hall of Fenghua Valley in the past, and he chattered a few words from time to time, as if he regarded Wu Yi as his own junior, and his words revealed the concern and love of the elders.

And tens of thousands of cavalry turned over and dismounted at the same time at this moment, and the moment their feet fell to the ground, the entire hillside made a muffled sound of "boom", and the inexplicable power shook endlessly in the cold wind.

Wu Yi jumped off the horse, and the jujube red horse took the opportunity to snort and turn his head intimately. He stretched out his hand to push away the horse's mouth with his tongue sticking out, took two steps forward and stood side by side with Qi Sanren, and his eyes fell on the altar: "Since the old Taoist knows Fang Danzi, the master of Ziding Mountain, you might as well tell me what you know about Ziding Mountain." And how much of your cultivation has recovered, can you tell the truth? ”

In his words, there seemed to be a bit of helplessness,

coincided with the Spring Festival and the expedition was imminent, and the accompanying offerings in the bear army also appeared, and there were no less than dozens of them. And the monks who guarded the altar were even more masters of the feather warriors who cultivated above the seventh floor. However, there are only four of the foundation building predecessors, which are Zizhen, Ziquan, Zijian and Ziyuan.

Now it seems that the opponents in the future are not only the four predecessors who built the foundation. It's getting harder and harder to get revenge!

Qi Sanren glanced sideways slightly, approached and said: "If the matter is not secret, it will be harmful." The question is important, why not pass on the sound?"

Wu Ji quietly took a step away and said apologetically: "Not skilled enough." ”

He also knew the magic of sound transmission, but he never understood the essentials. And without anyone to guide you, you don't have time to try.

Qi Sanren directly pointed out: "What is not skilled enough? You still don't understand! You are also a person in the fairy road, you can't sleep lazy all day!"

Blameless looked ahead and was silent.

Seeing that he was pretending to be deaf and dumb, Qi Sanren snorted, handed over a jade slip, and gestured: "This is the method of concentrating, and there are small methods of sound transmission and rubbing. ”

Only then did he smile and take the jade slip in his hand.

At this time, the spring festival begins.

Looking beyond the black oppressive military array, there were three more old men on the altar on the hillside, all of whom were high-crowned and broad-headed, with solemn expressions, and each holding a scroll in his hand, bowing to the Quartet.

At this moment, the soldiers present were silent, and the huge valley was suddenly quiet.

However, Qi Sanren was holding his hands and watching from the sidelines, and secretly said: "You are a person from the capital, have you ever seen such a big hall?

Blameless's mind was on the jade slip in his hand, and he nodded when he heard the sound, and then shook his head. I have seen countless ceremonies, but I have never cared about the rules.

Qi Sanren is worthy of being well-informed, and Chuanyin said: "The scrolls in the hands of the elders of the three royal families are the maps of the capital, the household books, and the compilation of money and grain. This means giving everything as a sign of piety......"

No blame had to put away the jade slip and look at it casually.

The three elders of the royal family had already reached the top of the earth platform and each put down the scroll in his hand. On the earthen platform, there are jade offerings and three animal sacrifices, as well as a copper tripod with raging flames. One person holds incense and candles to light it, one person holds sake and spills it, and one person holds the sacrificial text in his hand and reads it aloud, nothing more than: the year is in Yihai, the spring festival of Zhengdan, worshiping the gods, all things are salty, Sizhou has no virtue, raising troops in anger, praying for blessings, and so on.

A moment later, Ji Lu and Ji Shaodian walked up to the altar, and under the leadership of the three old men, they threw the scroll into the ding, followed by a few cannon shots, and everyone bowed their heads and worshipped. Then the hundreds of thousands of soldiers present knelt on one knee and raised their hands to the sky. The scene of the black crowd worshipping at the same time is quite spectacular. No blame had to lift up the armor, and before he knelt down, he heard the old Taoist on the side sighing quietly: "The year is in Yihai, and another year has passed." And heaven and earth are not to blame, one catastrophe is 12,000, and the sun and moon are unfaulted, 36,000 years. What does it mean, who will teach me ......?"

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