Chapter 79 Change of Dynasties

In May of the 18th year of Hongxiao, the emperor collapsed in the "Qianqing Palace". The Ministry of Ceremonies set a funeral ceremony: the ministers of the world were released for three days, the civil and military officials served filial piety for 27 days, and the patriarchal service was cut off for three years. The prince ascended the throne before the spirit, and next year will be the first year of "Zhengwu" and amnesty the world.

The sunset shone, and Rong Hui drilled out of the long rainbow, which was already over a huge hill. Seeing the stone statue and the inscription, it turned out to be "Mao Ling". In midsummer, I looked into the distance and saw the vast and lush surrounding plains before I believed in "Guanzhong". Looking back on the terrain, the ancient city of Xi'an is 30,000 miles to the east. When the firebird, cat bear, snow sculpture and Bixia emerged one after another, Bixia was asked to ride the cat bear, rushed into the city at night, and reported "peace" in the "Yipintang" to know that the ceremony had just passed.

The night market has been banned, and the moon is high. In the back room of the courtyard, the cat, the firebird and the snow eagle have rested after eating and drinking. In the east study, in front of the plain gauze lamp, Rong Hui took a hot bath, changed into green silk, stood in front of the sand table with tea, and his heart sank straight. Take a sip of hot tea, take a deep breath, and slowly say, "That is to say, the 'Battle of proclamation' has been fought since February. The sound number said that 120,000 soldiers on the front line must be far more than this number. Now that the new king ascends the throne, if I hold him accountable, I'm afraid I can't escape..."

Bixia also just came out of the bath, lightly swept her eyebrows, only braided her long hair, put on a goose yellow chest-length skirt, and stood opposite the sand table and said, "I asked carefully, this is the third array!"

Rong Hui stared at the sand table, found Datong, and hurriedly asked, "So what is the first array?"

Bixia poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and slowly said, "The 100,000 prisoners of war did not escape into Datong, but only 50,000 miles outside Datong City were blocked, so they had to set up a camp and wait for help. Then hundreds of thousands of people from both sides arrived one after another, repeatedly competing for the grain road, encirclementing and breaking through, and fighting for a month. The imperial court invested 500,000 troops, but only 200,000 to 300,000 in Qingcheng. In addition, the 100,000 prisoners of war gradually recovered their strength, and the grassland cavalry took the initiative to withdraw.

"300,000 to 500,000..." Rong Hui imagined and quickly asked, "So, what about the second array?"

"The second array is what we started again." Bixia pointed to the northern foothills of Yinshan and said slowly, "When Xiao Caiwei and the others entered the customs, it was less than April. Then Huashan, Hengshan and Taishan jointly issued heroic posts to invite the world's masters to enter the grassland to block the transportation team. The leaders of the three schools led the masters, but advanced to the grassland. Datong sent 300,000 troops to attack Qingcheng and contain the grassland cavalry. The leaders of the three factions were really extraordinary. With the help of the large array we had previously arranged, they annihilated the convoy at the northern foot of Yinshan Mountain. In May, the news came back that it was said that all the flying arrows were destroyed and the fields turned into a piece of scorched earth. A few days after receiving it, the emperor died. The front line was in chaos and had to retreat and defend. It is said that there was a great loss on the way to retreat.

Rong Hui listened and thought, looked at the sand table and took a deep breath. After a moment, he asked, "So now, is it the third array?"

"That's right, and it's a decisive battle!" Bixia pointed to Xuanfu and said, "In the past few months, the army of the Grassland West Road attacked along the Yellow River and gathered in Qingcheng and went straight to Xuanfu. It is said that there are ten rooms and nine empty places. Now the camp is 200 miles in a row, and it is bound to take Xuanfu and go straight to Huanglong. The imperial court re-activated Ji Sheng as the general, and mobilized the governor's office of the rear, middle, left and right armies, with a total of 1.2 million troops to build defenses on the front line of Xinhekou, Xinkai, Wanquan Right Guard and Chaigou Fort. Now, the grassland army is besieging and attacking new openings..." He picked up tea and took a sip, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What, are you still going to go to the front line?"

Rong Hui nodded and admitted, "Yes, since I'm back, I'm always going to Xuzhou to recover..." In front of the table lamp, he took a sip of tea, looked up at Chengchen, and slowly exhaled a hot air: "I put a boat here, and this time I will go back by boat. When I passed by Xuzhou, I handed over my errands by the way. If you cover the nest, there will be no complete eggs. If you get the order, you may really have to go to Xuanfu to save the country.

"Well, the ship is still there." Bixia nodded and responded, sat back, and smiled and joked, "Your Taoist couple left Xuanfu in April and went back to Gwangju. Why don't you take the bride back by the way?"

Rong Hui's heart jumped, quickly looked away, shook his head and smiled: "Under the war, it is impossible to be a Taoist couple during the national mourning. Anyway, there is no year on the imperial edict. If you can delay it for one year, just delay it for one year. Take a deep breath and discuss Bixia: "Your injury needs to be recuperated. If it's okay, you'd better stay with me. I built a house in Pingshan, which is quite quiet.

Bixia was panicked and inexplicable. His cheeks were hot, so he lowered his head quickly. Beichi bit his red lips, answered well, and asked Rong Hui, "When will you leave?"

The next day, the morning sun was Ranran, and the French boat anchored on the Wei River and went down to the east. After checking the food and clothing, the two went back to the quiet room to recuperate. The bear revisited his hometown and was very excited. He couldn't help wandering up and down. The firebird and the snow sculpture rest on the top of the mast, sometimes singing twice, leisurely.

The boat travels fast, ten thousand miles a day. Rong Hui's skills have been greatly advanced, but he is trapped in "cultivating barriers". Only when he is calm can his body absorb vitality. Fortunately, Bixia was well-informed. After practicing, the two discussed the breakthrough method, and finally agreed that unless they practiced the internal elixir, the skill was extremely pure. Otherwise, you can only refine your body and improve your physical quality.

Rong Hui's power has reached the "sun". Although he can gather the "yuan god" again and continue to "step on the sky", he is afraid that his body can't stand the twists and turns in his life. After some weighing, it is reasonable to continue to consolidate the triple "divine body", so it is easy to forge bones. Three days later, I found that the fruit was effective, so I became more diligent.

The boat traveled for ten days and came to the foot of Mount Hua. In the early morning, the mountain goes down and the sun comes out in the east. The waves are sparkling. Rong Hui walked to the head of the boat, turned over and took out the "medicine gourd", pulled away the mouth of the gourd, emitted a white light, and condensed the sound: "This is Weishui under Huashan Mountain... You, go..."

The light seemed to have been heard, slightly swollen and shrank, slowly rising, and turning into a touch of colorful clouds in front of the morning sun. Rong Hui looked up to see him off and suddenly heard a man exclaim: "Sister, is that you?" In one word, the wind and clouds surged, and I saw the white rainbow through the sun, and the ripples in front of me floated out of a middle-aged man in white and walked out one step.

He stands on the river. He looked dull, looked up at the sky, and his voice was hoarse: "Sister, are you back?" Tears gushed out.

Rong Hui stood in the bow, which was inexplicable. The middle-aged raised his hand and pulled out a jade flute out of thin air and played it. The sound of the flute curled out leisurely. Sadness and lingering, both. Rong Hui was fascinated by it, and he couldn't help crying when he saw the glow flowing and float higher and higher.

The halo sank into the air, and the sound of the flute stopped for a long time. He came to his senses and saw that the middle-aged was still looking at the sky. He quickly bowed his hand and greeted him with a smile: "Senior, she has been reincarnated. Please feel sorry."

The middle-aged man trembled slightly, took a deep breath, shook his head, grabbed Rong Hui's wrist, his eyes were burning, and asked in a low voice, "How can you have her soul? Tell me honestly. If half a sentence is untrue, I will kill you..."

Rong Hui was caught off guard, and his heart was angry. He stared at the middle-aged man, curled his lips and sneered, "Then you'd better pinch me to death!" I only feel that my wrist is tight, and my shoulders are like a huge mountain. Condensed and energetic, his breath could not leave his body, and he couldn't help but be stunned: "He must be from Huashanmen. I don't know what kind of cultivation..." He had to dissipate the pressure all over his body and struggled to bear it.

Between breathing, the middle-aged reaction also felt inappropriate. He quickly let go and asked in a low voice, "Speak there quickly!"

Rong Hui deeply accepted and told the matter. A few words have made the middle-aged man ecstatic. He looked up at the sky and said repeatedly: "I'm a disciple of Huashan... I want to go back to Huashan... Yes, yes, she must want to see me for the last time... She still wants to see me... She is thinking about me..." He came back to his senses and asked Rong Hui: "You said that the golden armor is extremely tough. You must Want, don't you... You must have brought her body back, didn't you?" With bright eyes, the wolf stared at Rong Hui.

Rong Hui was ashamed and nodded and admitted, "I'm really going to bury her body on the banks of the Weishui River!" Step back two steps and raise your hand and wave it gently. The wind floated like a golden armored female corpse. The scales in front of the morning sun sparkle and shine brightly.

"Sister!" The middle-aged cried bitterly: "You and I have finally met!" He picked up the female corpse and raised his hand to gently brush her chest. The golden light flashed, the scales collapsed, and the spring light suddenly appeared.

At a glance, Rong Hui only saw the first snow of the female corpse skin competition, which was as smooth as jade. His chest was straight, just like a ripe peach/peach. His heart couldn't help but jump and he quickly looked away. The middle-aged woman's body in his arms waved on her body, and then a silver silk skirt appeared. The size is just right, just like the old clothes.

Rong Hui had a headache for a while, and suddenly heard the flute pipe leisurely, and a green and red sound came. Looking carefully, he saw that it was Xiao Caiwei and Wei Wuzhi, and quickly reminded the middle-aged: "Senior, Huashan disciples are coming, you..." Before he finished, he only heard Xiao Caiwei's greeting: "Dad, what's wrong?" My heart jumped: "Huashan Master?"

Middle-aged people were also stunned, and their faces turned red and white for a while. He hugged the female corpse with both hands, took a deep breath, and sank his face to warn Rong Hui: "This matter is not humane!" He held out a ball of golden light and threw it out.

Rong Hui was slightly stunned: "What is this?" Reaching out to pick it up, Jin Guang actually melted and fell into it in a flash. It's even more strange to feel it, but it seems to be attached to it.

He was about to ask, and the middle-aged had first explained: "This is the 'rain and fog arc light' on the 'Sun and Moon Rock' of Mount Hua. You can train it and condense into armor." Seeing Xiao Caiwei and Wei Wuzhi coming, he didn't wait to speak and ordered in a low voice, "Wuzhi, take your aunt's body to the back mountain for burial." Saying that, the female corpse was pushed out.

The river surged and condensed into an ice coffin outside the female corpse. The coffin coat was covered with another layer of protection. Wei Wuzhi wore a deep blue silk coat and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his father-in-law, Rong Hui and a female corpse. But he didn't dare to ask more. He quickly came forward to catch it and agreed, "Yes, I'm going to greet my neighbor's door and escort my aunt's body back to the mountain." Ling stood on the surface of the water and nodded to Rong Hui to show his goodwill. He carried a foot ice coffin and walked away on the waves.

Xiao Caiwei combed a double snail bun and put on a waist skirt. Seeing Rong Hui smiling, she happily said, "Brother Li, when did you escape back!" Step on the deck and stand behind the middle-aged.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned and looked at Rong Hui carefully. Only when he knew that he was still the life-saving benefactor of his daughter and son-in-law, he bowed his hand and greeted him with a smile: "I don't say thank you, but I don't know that Li Zhenren came, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Thinking of the female body, he immediately said goodbye: "I have something important to do. Let's say goodbye!" He turned around and told Xiao Caiwei, "You send Li Zhenren for your father." After saying that, he took a step and straightened up. Incarnate Qingliu, galloped to the edge of the sky and went straight to Huashan.