Chapter 29

Fang Xie was not in the mood to discuss with the big dog about the pain several times a month. He found a quiet place to sit down and carefully aftertaste what he said before bathing his small waist. He always felt that he had understood something, but what Mu Xiaoyao said sounded very simple, but it always seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Fang Xie actually knows what this layer of fog is. Because he can't practice, he can't see the essence of practice.

The people in front of the red tea recruit are also stopping to cook. They never greet the three of Fang Xie when they eat their food. Instead, the old lame occasionally comes to find Mu Xiaoyao to talk for a while. Mu Xiaoyao always looks indifferent. Since the northwest burning in the old lame wine gourd decreased at an alarming rate, even the old lame rarely came again.

Whenever Mu Xiaoyao ignores the old lame, Fang Xie gets angry. He really wants to beat Mu Xiaoyao's ass for the old lame. In Fang Xie's opinion, this is the same reason that the rich don't understand the hardships of the poor. It's really hard to beat.

He can't practice, but mu Xiaoyao is able to practice and has good talent. Another master who is estimated to be the top nine is in a hurry to teach her. She's not very happy... That's the difference. Fang Xie sometimes laments the speechless difference when he thinks of it.

It hurts.

Fang Xie thought of this key point.

He had never felt the tearing pain of widening the meridians in his body, but he could imagine that feeling in his mind. He sat on the grass slope with soft withered grass behind him. He closed his eyes and imagined... As a man who parachuted into the world, Fang Xie had read those amazing online novels in his previous life. There are many strange descriptions of practice in it. In short, it is a very exciting and cool thing.

But why in this world, pain will accompany practice for a lifetime?

The sea of Qi has internal strength and runs through all parts and bones

He closed his eyes and began to imagine what the sea of Qi was like. What exists in discourse is difficult to imagine a specific form. For example, there is a sea of Qi in everyone's Dantian. An old doctor who is afraid of practicing medicine all his life dare not say he knows what it looks like.

The sea of Qi is invisible, and the internal strength is invisible, but this invisible thing can make the tangible body strong. Once the strength in the sea of Qi can swim among the limbs and bones, and finally change the meridians and refine the blood and flesh, it is not difficult for people to crack tigers and leopards with their bare hands. It is said that when Luo Yao, the left avant-garde General of the Sui Dynasty, attacked Yongzhou in the 15th year, he forcibly patted the practitioners on the last three eight grades of the royal family of the Shang state into meat mud.

It also includes a talisman on the eighth grade.

The eight grade talisman is an absolute strong man rarely seen in the whole world. It is said that if you practice more than eight grades, you can already affect the outcome of a small-scale war. In fact, in those days, the Fuwen division on the eighth grade guarded the gate of the imperial city of Yongzhou alone, blocking the attack of hundreds of elite Sui soldiers. Hundreds of elite soldiers stormed many times and couldn't rush in.

A rune turned into a fire, and more than a dozen soldiers of the Sui Dynasty who rushed first were burned to ashes in an instant.

After a rune, the strong shields in the hands of the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty who raised their shields and rolled forward were smashed, and the sharp steel knives in their hands were even burned red and could not be held at all.

A rune fossil, dozens of city bricks suddenly changed shape, turned into sharp stone spikes, and flew out quickly, stabbing more than a dozen Sui soldiers who had lost their shields.

A master of bapinfu was guarding in front of the city gate, and hundreds of well-trained soldiers of the great Sui Dynasty couldn't get close. The army immediately dispatched two generals of the seventh grade cultivation. Together, they failed to resist the three talismans. One was smashed into meat mud by a boulder and the other was burned into a mass of coke.

It was precisely because the Fuwen master guarded the last gate that the emperor of Shang took the opportunity to escape from the other side of the palace city. Although... His final fate was strangled by Luo Yao's life with a rope.

When he learned that the emperor had left the city and that the Fuwen master was ready to withdraw, general Luo Yao arrived.

Feeling Luo Yao's icy killing intention, the Fuwen master didn't dare to keep it at all. The first Rune turned into a spear of lightning, and stabbed Luo Yao's chest with a speed that could hardly be tracked by the naked eye. The second Rune turned into two huge stones, which suddenly appeared around Luo Yao and closed like two heavy gates. The third talisman turned into a wall of fire. The blazing fire burned in front of master Fu and blocked his figure. After making these three talismans, master Fu immediately turned and ran away.

Luo Yao's eyes kept looking at the faintly visible figure behind the fire wall and walked forward slowly.

Two huge stones came with a bang. Luo Yao didn't hide or flash. The boulder hit him hard, and then... The boulder broke into gravel on the ground. The hard stone failed to leave a scar on Luo Yao. The second sign turned into lightning in an instant. Luo Yao still didn't hide or flash. He didn't even stop for a moment. His pace was still steady. The distance of each step seemed to be calculated, which was surprisingly consistent.

The lightning hit Luo Yao's chest. After the violent flash, the light gradually dispersed.

Luo Yao still moved forward, but his clothes were burned by lightning. Under the sun, the bronze skin was suffused with a cold and faint metallic luster.

Boulders break and lightning falls.

Luo Yao shot and punched across the wall of fire.

Then he turned and left without even looking, and didn't even say a word.

When the fire wall dissipated, the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty rushed to the gate of the city for a long time, but they didn't find the Fuwen master on the eighth grade. It was not until they rushed into the gate that they were surprised to find that the body of the talisman was embedded in the stone steps in front of the palace. There is at least 50 meters from the gate to the stone steps that climb the main hall.

I don't know whether the Fuwen master was hit into the stone steps by a punch after running for 50 meters, or was blown away by a punch, and the 50 meters were embedded into the stone steps.

Fang Jie heard this story when he was in exile to Nanyan Dali city. Every time he recalled Luo yaona's domineering punch in his mind, it would be difficult for him to calm down. Although in Fang Xie's opinion, the story has been spread for 15 years, which must be a lot exaggerated than the actual situation at that time, it does not affect Luo Yao's determination to become a target in Fang Xie's heart.

Luo Yao can't practice, neither can he.

The energy is invisible and the body is tangible.

Can't feel the sea of air

Fang Xie slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky... Then he simply stopped thinking about it. The human body is an extremely powerful weapon.

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While Fang Xie told himself to give up his decision to practice Qihai, in the second carriage of the red tea move in front, a slender hand holding the jade cup suddenly stopped and couldn't help looking in the direction of Fang Xie. Her eyes could not penetrate the carriage, but she seemed to see something.

She put down the jade cup and looked at Aunt Xi with her eyes closed.

Aunt Xi smiled and shook her head, "it doesn't matter if Lord Luo is here."

The jade hand holding the jade cup slowly raised, and the jade cup touched the two red lips: "this time... It seems that Lord Luo can't cope."

Aunt Xi was stunned, got up, turned out a delicate red sandalwood box in the carriage, opened it and took out something from it.

"I don't know if I can use it after ten years."

Her tone was a little bleak, as if she had recalled some memories.

It was at this time that Mu Xiaoyao, who was sleeping in the carriage, suddenly sat up. Her face changed and jumped down from the carriage. Just a trance, she has appeared beside Fang Xie.

Fang Xie was stunned when he saw Mu Xiaoyao get off the carriage, smiled and said, "why, can you feel that a strong and firm person like me has made another great determination in addition to the strength of an expert? Is it because my determination has changed the surrounding air and formed a strong gas field?"

"Go to the tea move."

Mu Xiaoyao ignored Fang Xie's slightly self mocking words, and his expression became particularly dignified: "go now!"

I don't know when the big dog got out of the grass. He stood beside Mu Xiaoyao and looked due south. The two not thick eyebrows were almost tangled together.

"The murderous spirit is too strong... We can't stop it at all."

Fang Xie saw that the big dog had put on the gloves with steel spikes. The red damask, which had not known where Mu Xiaoyao was hiding, was wrapped around Mu Xiaoyao's waist at this time.

"I don't feel that there are particularly strong people."

Mu Xiaoyao looked at the big dog and said in doubt.

"This is the second time in so many years that I smell such a strong murderous spirit. I can't imagine how many blood and lives the people who will appear in front of me in a moment. Xiao Yao... I'm not afraid of your jokes. My legs are shaking now. Why don't we all retreat to the red tea move? The old lame is abnormal and may be able to resist... If not Stop, we'll run away at once. "

"Good!"

Mu Xiaoyao didn't say a word more. He turned around with Fang Xie's belt and swept back.

When the three of them rushed to the red tea recruitment camp about 100 meters away, they found that the old lame was already standing outside the team. His eyes narrowed slightly as he carried the huge indecent wine gourd in his hand.

Fang Xie didn't feel ashamed of being run over by Mu Xiaoyao with a belt. She naturally stood behind the old lame man.

After standing up, I thought about it, took a few steps back and stood behind a carriage.

The old cripple snorted coldly, full of disdain.

"How, can you feel it?"

He asked Mu Xiaoyao.

"One six, twelve four, and the rest are no more than two, mostly one."

The old cripple nodded, but his face didn't relax at all.

Fang Xie couldn't help asking, "since most of them are first-class and second-class people, why are you so close to the enemy?"

Mu Xiaoyao stared at the distance and gently spit out a few words from his mouth: "more than 500 people."

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Fang Xie has not seen the magnificent scene of hundreds of men together. When watching Gu hunzi in his last life, the lens of hundreds of people together is enough to make people feel enjoyable. Especially when everyone wears the same clothes, even if only dozens of people gather to look at it.

In fan Gu, he is a qualified scout.

Fan has 800 border troops. Fang Xie's favorite thing is to sit down and watch the neat border troops drill when they are training. The figure of 800 is not much to say, but when you see with your own eyes 800 border troops in uniform uniform training, you will really understand the power of this number.

In fan Gu's third year, Fang Jie still felt that it was very popular when the 800 border troops gathered. The frontier army of the great Sui Dynasty had strong combat power. There were two thousand cavalry in Nirvana on the other side of langrushan. This shows how much attention the people of the Mongolian Yuan Empire paid to the border army of the great Sui Dynasty.

Fang Xie is not an ignorant person. At least 800 border troops often see him.

However, when the 500 people mentioned by Mu Xiaoyao appeared in front of Fang Xie, he still opened his mouth involuntarily.

If fan Gucheng's 800 frontier army is the most elite army Fang Xie has ever seen in his life, the 500 soldiers who came through the dust and smoke gave Fang Xie a new understanding of the word elite. It was not cavalry, but infantry. It is precisely because it is not a cavalry that Fang Xie's shock becomes unbearable at the first sight.

Five hundred infantry, stepping out of the dust and smoke, like cavalry crossing, a black line in the yellow sand is surging like a wave..

Five hundred infantry, running as fast as a galloping horse! I just saw the black line, and in an instant the wave came to me.

Five hundred infantry, suddenly stopped, unexpectedly the formation pattern is not disordered! Running at such a fast speed, the soldiers immediately stopped after giving an order. The square array or square array, and the distance between soldiers didn't even change much.

Move like thunder and be quiet like a heavy mountain.

A heavy square of 500 people stopped, and the dust and smoke swung forward. When the dust and smoke dispersed, the true faces of those black armor soldiers immediately revealed. There is no war drum, no horn, and even no one speaks. It's so quiet that people seem to be able to hear their heartbeat.

I didn't see the golden embroidered dragon war flag, but in the territory of the great Sui Dynasty, such elite soldiers could not come from elsewhere.

Fang Xie looked at the soldiers and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

This is the real elite.