Li Xijun waited for two months, and the fine-eyed monk landed in front of the peak on the wind, because he had just changed his formation and could not enter the mountain gate, so he could only wait silently.
Seeing Li Xijun dressed in white clothes to greet him, Kong Heng looked calm, put his hands together, and said softly:
"I heard that the success of the Taoist friend in building the foundation is due to good retribution, which is gratifying."
When Li Xijun let him go and let him catch the opportunity to break through, Kong Heng was sincerely grateful, said two words of congratulations, and then saw Li Xijun say:
"The master is joking, what good retribution can I do for Qingdu... My family doesn't believe in these retributions... If there is really such a thing, just sit obediently and wait for retribution, what else are you attached to?"
"The monk is rude,"
Kong Heng announced the release, landed on the mountain, looked around, looking a little novel, Li Xijun took him all the way in the mountain, and said softly:
"Let the mage come back this time, and we will take trouble to clear the mountains together."
He had already investigated and said:
"You and I will take action here, and we will kill two people and a demon."
Li Xijun pointed to Bei Shanyue and said softly:
"Kaku Zhongzi disappeared, leaving behind a Shanyue in the early stage of foundation building, named Mu Mi Li, I heard that this person was loyal to Jiao Zhongzi, and he and his foundation building mount were stationed in Beishan Yue."
He drew a circle in that area with an ink pen and explained:
"If this person follows what is said in the description, I am afraid there is no room for maneuvering, so he can simply remove it neatly and cut the grass and remove the roots."
He pointed to the rest of the south and whispered:
"There is also a fire Luo evil, the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, if you can persuade them to surrender, they will persuade you to surrender, and if you can't persuade them to surrender, they will be surrounded and killed!"
The current foundation of the Li family can really support him to say this, but if he is twenty or thirty years earlier, it will be regarded as a joke, but he said it at this time, and it was loud.
After Li Xijun said this, Kong Heng slowly closed his eyes and replied:
"It's time to kill!"
Li Xijun led him into the palace, put down the map, and comforted him:
"These people from Shanyue and Wushan are not good things, and they are not clean even if they are killed several times, so the mage is too worried."
Kong Heng only looked at the densely packed village names and tribe names on this map, and replied:
"The monk knows... It's just that the noble soldiers and horses have passed all the way, and I don't know how many heads they will drop, and the blood stains Beishan Yue, I'm afraid it's a bad number."
Li Xijun immediately frowned, speechless, this noble landlord in Beishan Yue, it is absolutely impossible for the Li family to condone one by one, even if they are not killed cleanly, it will hinder the subsequent governance of officials, how can they not kill, they can only say:
"My family does not hinder the people, after killing pigs and dogs once, I will have a good life below!"
After all, Kong Heng is an ancient cultivator, and if he doesn't recognize it, he can only agree, Li Xijun said:
"This time I am waiting for the master to come over, and I do have something to ask you."
He observed Kong Heng's expression for a long time and said softly:
"This North Mountain is different from Dongshan Yue, it is the ancestral land of Shanyue, there are many evil temples hidden in the mountains, and its people are poisonous.
"The master is the one who can inspire his heart the most in the world, I don't know if there is a way?"
Li Xijun looked at things farther away, this noble landlord of Beishanyue was just killing him and sending someone over.
But the more the North Mountain is the ancestral land, the more the witchcraft shrine is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it often kills and sacrifices, and the witches are more than 100,000, scattered all over the place, and 90% of them are mortals.
He told what happened before and after, and the shame on Kongheng's face became even heavier, and he replied:
"Use magical powers, Taoist secrets, sound and color to attract people's followers...... It's the evil path of the upper class, and I can't do it! I am very ashamed of the empty balance!"
Obviously, letting him take action to make the people of these cults deviate from their beliefs and violate the precepts of empty balance, and politely refused again, Li Xijun got this answer, and there were not many surprises, he could only sigh:
"Then kill him!"
"Ah!"
Kong Heng was stunned, quickly reacted, and smiled bitterly:
"Xijun don't want to deceive me, I have practiced in the nobility for many years, and I still know the roots."
Li Xijun laughed and comforted:
"Since the decline of the Liaohe Taoist system, there have been one or two merits for this rule, so rigid... How can it survive!"
Kong Heng closed his eyes and replied:
"The Seven Paths of Beishi were not much different from my Liao River at the beginning, and only one opening was opened, and it gradually became what it is today... I don't seek survival, I only seek true interpretation."
Li Xijun sighed:
"If so, where will this place the millions of people in the north?"
Kong Heng was suddenly speechless, sweat on his forehead, Li Xijun was afraid that he would turn around and enter the seven paths, so he didn't say any more, and said with a smile:
"Then the master only needs to remove these foundations with me."
Li Xijun smiled, gently placed the brush in his hand on the table, and replied:
"The matter under the mountain will be left to my Qilin'er."
……
The court is magnificent.
Veloya's territory is already vast, although there are many hills, but there are plains around Dajueting, which have been handed over to the Li family over the years, and the population has gradually increased, with about 50,000 people.
Now that Veloya left with Li Xuanfeng, this place was completely in the hands of the Li family, and along with a group of Shanyue monks, they either left or threw themselves into the Li family's door wall.
On the road of the Great Jue Court, soldiers and horses galloped forward, moving forward in a mighty manner, and in the middle was a black frame, with the light flowing on it.
The black flag fluttered in the air, the wheels rolled a long trail on the mud ground, Chen Yuan looked at the glow gradually falling on the top of the mountain, lifted the curtain, and said softly:
"Prince, the Great Jue Ting has arrived."
The young man in the car was wearing a cloak and boots on the cooled stove, carefully reading the book in his hand.
The five-layer jade wheel of fetal breath is a big pass in the fetal breath, he has been able to touch the corners of the jade wheel in the past two years, and Li Zhouwei's cultivation has now caught up with him.
Li Zhouwei relied on the advantage of weapons to subdue him, and now his halberd skills are superb, far better than his half-hanging swordsmanship.
Li Zhouwei listened to his words, put away the books in his hand, and took a closer look in front of the car, and the majestic ancient city had already appeared in front of him.
The city gate was full of mottled traces of time, and it had been opened very wide, and the road was lined with densely packed Shanyue nobles, all bowing their heads, and many people were kneeling one after another like the Dongren.
He stood silently for a moment and gave the order:
"Enter the city."
After Li Zhouwei finished speaking, the frame did not stop in front of the crowd of Shanyue nobles who knelt to greet him, but galloped past and drove into the city in one breath, splashing high muddy water, causing everyone to flee.
Li Zhouwei didn't speak, and a group of clan soldiers also stepped in coldly, sealing both sides of the road.
Chen Yuan stood at the front of the frame, looking at the black and bowed heads on the ground, and a wave of happiness rose in his heart, but now he was one with Li Zhouwei, and his cunning temper relapsed, reminding:
"The prince wants to recruit soldiers here, and it is less than a month... I'm afraid we have to rely on these people to win over one or two."
Chen Yuan's words are quite reasonable, these people are the blood of those subordinates in the Veloya era, they hold power and popularity here, they have exploited the people for decades, each has its own tribes, of course the power of the Li family does not need to be jealous of them, but if they get their help, it will be much more convenient to integrate.
After all, this time, Li Chengliao did not give any spiritual food and grass support - Dajueting was already his own territory, and it was undoubtedly a sign of incompetence to raise an army here to take action at home.
As soon as he finished speaking, he listened to the rustling of Li Zhouwei opening the curtain behind him, and then heard the prince say:
"They are all dying people, don't pay attention to him."
Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and understood in his heart, and said with a smile:
"My subordinates understand."
Li Zhouwei stepped out of the carriage, quietly looked at the big city in front of him, and arrived at the magnificent but old main hall of the city, and walked inside, stopping next to the high throne.
He stepped on it twice with his brocade boots, stepped onto the throne, glanced at it casually, and turned around and said:
"Twenty-one clans in the city, no innocent, killed them all, distributed the property to the people, and pulled up a group of people first."
Chen Yuan nodded, but Li Zhouwei stared at him twice, and said to himself:
"My father said that this person is cunning and courageous, but he has no ability to convince others, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to divide the profits and suppress him.
He could only rest assured of this person, took the halberd from the car, put on his armor, shook the robe behind him, mounted his horse, and frowned:
"You go with me."
Chen Yuan rode behind him, Li Zhouwei took out the list, picked a clan with a large number of people but was down-and-out, rode a spirit horse, and said loudly:
"Go to the Di Li family!"
The ground in the city was bumpy, but he stepped off the heavy spirit horse but quickly jumped out of the city.
After only half a cup of tea, he found a large village on the edge of the city, saw people coming in and out from a distance, and stopped moving forward, waiting for a group of guards to follow, and then pulled up the rope and looked at the village from a distance.
"Barbarians still need to be controlled by barbarians, and they must have many confidants, but they are lowly and poor to be used as knives."
……
The Dili family's large village.
Di Li relieved his panic all night, and hurriedly circled in front of the village early in the morning, with bows and arrows and animal bones on his waist clinking, very panicked.
He Di Li clan has been working here for many years, there are many people and soldiers, but there are too few wizards, and they are considered inferior species, so they can only build villages outside the city and give food to Fushiyogi every day.
Later, this place fell into the hands of Veloya, and after a few years of blind tossing, Di Li missed the opportunity and was still a lowly person, and when the Li family was handed over, life was much better.
Without him, the Li family didn't take much care of the Great Jue Court in the past, because most of Veloya's subordinates settled here, and the Li family was not easy to intervene, so they only sent people to inquire and allocate spiritual land, not so much to rule as to restrain.
But when he got up today, he heard that the Li family's soldiers and horses had entered the city, but Di Li Youjie was not qualified to meet him yet.
"Dongdongdong..."
The hairy man was thinking in a daze, when he suddenly heard a roar, Di Li Youjie was a person who could ride a strong bow and ride a fierce horse in the mountains, how could he not hear this sound, he was only slightly startled, and said in shock:
"Cavalry?"
He raised his head suddenly, and then took off the horn from his waist, only to hear a loud noise, and a black shadow flew over the village gate more than ten feet high, obscuring the scorching sun in the sky and casting a writhing shadow.
Di Li Youjie only caught a glimpse of a cold halberd strewn through the air, and the black and gray armor made a ferocious metallic sound, shining with a refined iron luster that Shanyue could not create in several lifetimes.
"Alas...... hiss......"
The horse's hooves landed, the splashed sand and dust flew high on the ground, the spirit horse's gasping and neighing sounds were in a mess, and the Di Li clan people in the courtyard were distracted, Di Li Youjie couldn't help but take a step back, and his resolute face lost color.
"Clang!"
The halberd was stationed on the ground, revealing a few cold lights in the smoke and dust, before he could see this person clearly, he heard a sound of gold and iron colliding, the gate of the village was torn to pieces, and the Easterners in iron armor entered in an orderly manner.
Several clans who wanted to resist were like weak lambs in front of these people, and they were made to obey in two strokes, Di Li Youjie saw at a glance that this was the soldiers and horses of the Li family, and he didn't dare to resist, so he could only clench his fists and wait in place.
"Hmm..."
Di Liyou was pressed to the ground by several jade-armored men with a thud, and in the clanging sound, one after another cold blades had been attached to his neck, the cold light was cold, he was held in the middle by more than ten iron guns, unable to move.
But in an instant, the entire Di Li clan was already under control, Di Li fell to his knees on the ground, not daring to move, his hair disheveled, and he only felt chills everywhere.
The sun was scorching, there was a golden light in front of him, beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping on the ground, Di Li Youjie slowly adjusted his posture, raised his head, and saw a pair of narrow eyes faintly glowing with golden light.
The young man glanced at him casually, and then looked around, as if estimating the number of men among them, and then raised the cloth in his hand and read:
"Di Li... How do you understand?"
Di Li Youjie was one of the most talented hunters in the ten-mile clan, and he was also the young clan chief who made the families fearful, but he didn't dare to look at him, and said hoarsely:
"The villain has seen the immortals... Lord Immortal."
The man was sweating profusely, forced to bow his head by this gaze, the cold blade was pressed against his throat, not daring to move, and then he saw the spirit behind him immediately turn over and come down, his eyes were cold, and he circled around him.
This man had long eyebrows and gray and black eyes, looked at him with the gaze of looking at the animal, and said in a low voice:
"Your Highness... Can this person be used?"
The boy on the horse didn't answer him, laughed and asked:
"Di Li is relieved, the letter says that you are young and promising, and you will be rewarded, but you have to catch it!"
Di Li has always acted very well since he was a child, but he has never been so clear in his mind, and he clearly sorted out everything in front of him with lightning and flint, and the man said in a trembling voice:
"The villain thanks the prince!"
He finally mustered up the courage to look into those eyes, which seemed to be a pair of eyes that were born to play with people's hearts, dark gold flowed, making his legs chill.
Di Li Youjie listened to the young man pull the rope, the iron hooves stepped on the ground, and the prince used a riding whip to separate the cold blade on his neck, playing with the taste:
"Go and take the people of your Di Li family and go into the city to kill people!"