What Ling Yun often does these days is to practice boxing and sword. His body can't delay too much time. Although he is still sick, he is better than at the beginning.
Chen Diao Temple took over Ling Yun's business, but only changed his face. His voice and Ling Yun were new, but not very big. Ling Yun acquiesced in this. He just changed into a red robe and felt very uncomfortable. Finally, he changed the white robe into a green one.
Rhododendron arranges information in Lingyun's study. After Lingyun's sword practice, she sits in the courtyard and drinks tea. She has nothing to worry about. Now she can be more relaxed.
On September 30, when Jueluo returned to Beijing, the Sui Dynasty began to march toward the border of the Jin Dynasty.
At the beginning of October, an imperial edict came from the capital of Zhao and Song Dynasties, which immediately removed Ling Yun from all his duties and set out to return to Beijing to face the emperor. Ling Yun got the imperial edict and tore it to pieces in front of the eunuch. He said in a simple way: "at this time of the three armed forces fighting, someone dares to fake the imperial edict and disturb the morale of the army. If someone comes, they will be dragged out and killed immediately!"
Zhao Yu's face is uncertain. He can see clearly how talented Ling Yun is and how he treats Zhao song. However, Ling Yun's action is really rebellious. Zhao Yu stops Ling Yun and says, "Ling Yun, this matter is questionable. If he is really sent by his father, he will charge you with treason at that time. Isn't it worth the loss?"
Ling Yun bent his back, and even for the rest of his life there was no one who could stop him. I'm afraid he has a high status in the capital, or there are others. Although there are not many people who can guess his identity now, he has a high status in Zhao and Song dynasties. "Since your highness says so, let him go."
Don't kill him in front of Zhao Yu. Chen Diao temple, dressed in white, sits on the wall and says faintly, "or I'll go to the capital for you?"
"It couldn't be better." Ling Yun grinned. He turned to look at Zhao Yu and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't care about your Highness's face."
Zhao Yu took a deep breath, tone just relaxed a little, "I know you have breath in your heart, but everything can't be impulsive."
The case of King Ling's residence also died because of a false accusation, which has touched the scar in Ling Yun's heart.
Song Weiyuan and Kuang caige look at each other. These things have been a long sword in the past years. Otherwise, how could Zhao and song lose so much territory?
"Ah, ah," Chen Diao Temple jumped down from the wall and circled around the eunuch who passed the edict for three times. "It takes a month and a half to speed up the journey from the capital to the plain city. Besides, you should not be so clean because you have a rest. Is this father-in-law an expert? Can't you find five of them in the nine realms of Zhao and Song Dynasties? Are you an expert in the extraordinary realm?"
"But if it's extraordinary, according to the truth, it's no fun if the thing below is gone," Chen Diao temple said to Zhao Yu, touching his chin. "Your Highness, I think there's something wrong with this person."
Of course, Zhao Yu knew who was in the palace. The eunuch was so scared that he knelt down quickly. "Your Highness, I did come here according to the emperor's will."
"We haven't been here for a month and a half. I'll give you a month, that is, shortly after Lingyun left Beijing, the will will follow. How can you make me believe that?" Zhao Yu's tone is getting colder. The imperial edict is indeed the emperor's notes and the emperor's seal, but the time difference becomes a problem. Even if the emperor wants to deal with Ling Yun, he will not just send a eunuch. Ling Yun won't even give his father's face. How can he care about a little eunuch?
"I brought him here." Zhu Yan of jiuri mountain came down from the sky with great momentum.
Ling Yun looked cold and sneered: "the hair on the top of the head hasn't grown yet. Is it coming out again?"
Zhu Yan gave a cold snort, and Zhao Yu looked cold. Jiuri mountain was not in the territory of Zhao Song Dynasty, but in the 100000 mountains between Zhao Song Dynasty and Wu Xun Dynasty. It was very powerful. There were nine peaks, and each peak had a top swordsman.
Chen Diao Temple presses the eunuch on the ground and blocks Ling Yun. He looks up and down at Zhu Yan, the ancient outlaw alien and murderer. It's very rare in today's Kyushu world, and most of them are reduced to decorative horses. How many powerful demons can there be in Kyushu world? Even the demon ancestor, won't they be ignored by some people?
"It's so strong to move mountains in eight regions." Chen Diao Temple took out a long sword from a square inch object. The hilt is made of black metal. Anyway, Lingyun can't see any material, but it should be very extraordinary. The body of the sword is slightly slender, with three fingers wide. It is engraved with mountains, plants, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and the patterns are extremely exquisite, "I just don't know if my sword can pierce some holes in your strong body."
"Little baby, I don't know the heaven is high and the earth is thick!" Zhu Yan grinned and smashed his fist at the front door of Chen Diao temple. Chen Diao Temple carried his sword behind him with his right hand and shook Zhu Yan with his left fist!
"Dong!"
The sound is like thunder, so Ling Yun runs back and hides behind song Weiyuan. Looking at the battle of eight kingdoms, Chen Diao temple has its own territory. The aftereffects of the battle are rarely revealed. Ling Yun shouts: "go outside and fight. If this place is damaged, general Kuang will have to pay you!"
Chen Diao Temple confronted the enemy with one hand and said, "it's easy to say!"
He turned over from the top of Zhu Yan's head and covered Zhu Yan's face with his palm
At the moment of Chen Diao Temple landing, Zhu Yan was thrown out of the plain city by him. Zhu Yan flipped in the air and wanted to come back. Chen Diao temple had already rushed over and laughed: "it's just a monkey. You think you're karot!"
On the open space outside the plain city, dust and smoke are everywhere, and a trace of blood is spilled from the corner of Chen Diao temple's mouth. The old monkey has a little ability, and can't beat him with one hand!
Zhu Yan is also extremely shocked. How old is this man now? He's on a par with him. Is it possible that some old monster is skilled?
Chen Diao Temple turned to look at Ling Yun standing on the wall, "show you my sword drawing skill!"
"Bang!"
Just when he was distracted, Zhu Yan hit Chen Diao temple on the chest with a fist. Chen Diao Temple knocked down on the wall, and the whole wall cracked. Ling Yun cried: "Hey, asshole, are you dead?"
Chen Diao Temple got up from the ruins of the city wall, patted his chest and said faintly, "where is the old monkey? I have a chance to walk around their house!"
After Chen Diao temple came out of the ruins, the whole person's momentum changed dramatically. There was no dust on his body, and his bright red robe was flying in the wind.
Zhu Yan is like a great enemy. Ling Yun looks envious. This is Jian Xiu!
Chen Diao temple's so-called sword drawing skill is actually just like a sword drawing skill. There's nothing unusual about it. Chen Diao temple's learning is extremely complicated, but he is especially good at Kendo and physical training. Ling Yun only saw him once in Qingyun Mountain, and then went to Zhenbei city. He just heard that Chen Diao temple can rank in the top three of his peers even in Zhenbei City, which is full of talent.
Chen Diao Temple sword, momentum like a rainbow, sword gas vertical and horizontal, sharp incomparable!
Zhu Yan retreated again and again, "who are you?"
Chen Diao Temple received the sword, carried it with both hands, his face was not red and his heart was not beating. He said faintly, "I once went to heaven to kill the immortals, and no one can beat me. I just love the prosperity of the world, so I travel here." if Chen Diao Temple didn't know him well, he would have cheated me. "I think you are a tough wild monkey, and I will give you a chance to ride for me, It's going to be smooth. "
Ling Yun's eyes twitched slightly. Zhao Yu asked in a low voice, "is he really an ancient master?"
Chen Diao temple is good at drawing empty runes, and Ling Yun has a little knowledge of runes. You can see that the way is much higher than what you painted. As Chen Diao Temple draws closer to night, the sky gradually condenses terrible thunder clouds. Chen Diao temple also pinches the Dharma formula with Buddhist fingers, and the golden lotus blooms at its feet.
Chen Diao temple's tone was dignified, and he scolded: "you bastard, don't you come and kneel down to worship your master?"
"Amitabha Buddha is boundless," said Chen Diao temple with a serious look. "Those who believe in me will stand on the road of eternal life."
Zhu Yan is stunned by Chen Diao temple. Ling Yun thinks that Chen Diao temple can become an unparalleled God stick, even if it doesn't practice the road, but does divination.
Zhu Yan roared and transformed himself. Chen Diao Temple sighed helplessly. He was really a monkey without brain.
"I don't care what ancient power you are. In front of me, the dragon has to be coiled and the tiger has to lie down." Zhu Yan roared.
Ling Yun touched his chin and muttered: "last time he saw my martial uncle, he didn't dare to say that."
"Who is your uncle?" Zhao Yu asked.
Ling Yun said with a smile: "a very powerful swordsman."
As they speak, the sword spirit behind Chen Diao Temple changes into thousands and thousands. The sword spirit is too terrible. Zhu Yan roars and hammers his fists on his chest. Chen Diao Temple waves his sword. The thousands of sword spirit, which turns into a sword dragon, wants to devour Zhu Yan!
Zhu Yan's whole body is full of fiery flame, trying to resist the stegosaurus!
Chen Diao Temple didn't plan to continue to attack. There were two flying swords floating under his buttocks. He sat cross legged on them and held them in his arms. Zhu Yan had a hard time resisting. Chen Diao Temple stepped on the flying swords and stretched his waist. Compared with the demons in the wild world outside the northern town, Zhu Yan was very weak, Originally, I thought that Zhu Yan, who moved mountains in eight places, could be interesting.
If you go to beiliangzhou and Jianzhou, I'm afraid you're going to give it to naonaokuo'er.
Chen Diao temple is better than leisurely walking. Xun Sheng is not bullied. He is busy everywhere. Some elder martial brothers are imprisoned by themselves, some go to other families, some are waiting for opportunities, and some are forced to leave. All scholars think they are not good, and they think they are not so good.
Chen Diao temple and Ling Yun are the two youngest disciples in this line!
Chen Diao temple has the best life and Ling Yun has the worst life.
Chen Diao temple is the most aimless one, and Ling Yun is the one who wants nothing more.
When does a small family, who is not even a clan, feel that their younger martial brother can bully them? The dispute between scholars is a matter of scholars. When do even friars have to deal with Confucian scholars, or is it the direct descendant of Yasheng or the close disciple of Xunsheng?!
"Who gave you the courage?" Chen Diao Temple murmured, "do you really think we can bully him?"
Chen Diao Temple steps 100 meters, hovers over Zhu Yan's head, showing a strange smile, stepping on Zhu Yan's head, "go down!"
Zhu Yan's whole body was pierced by the sword Qi, and then trampled on the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time. Chen Diao Temple turned to look at Ling Yun, and Ling Yun put up his thumb, "very Sword Fairy."
Chen Diao Temple twisted his neck, long hair fluttered, the previous momentum has long gone, PA se said: "that is a must drop ~"
Chen Diao Temple hung his feet upside down on the flying sword and asked Zhu Yan, "wild monkey, are you dead? I didn't use 100% of my strength. You shouldn't belch so fast, right
In the place where Zhu Yan fell, there were cracks like cobwebs all over the place, and there were crisscrossing sword gullies all around. Now Ling Yun can't imagine how powerful these people who stood in front of his peers were?