Ask Sword

Breath, dissipated.

In the sky, Lian Xuanxiao slowly stopped flying, overlooking the vast forest in the distance.

"Ah."

Lian Xuanxiao couldn't help laughing. Back then, Jun Qianzi defected from the school, which caused his close friend Pu Liuxuan to be implicated and his cultivation base was abolished.

And now he has escaped from his own induction by abolishing the realm and dispelling the energy. What a sarcasm.

Forget it, if you can't find it, you can't find it. It's just a pity that this sword couldn't be cut out.

He turned around, held the hilt in his left hand, raised the sword, and carefully observed the metal lines on the sword.

sand--

There was a sudden cracking sound, and the right shoulder turned into flying sand. The right arm, which had lost its connection point and was riddled with holes and five fingers, was pulled by gravity and fell straight to the forest below.

Before it fell to the ground, it was blown away by strong winds.

Not only the right hand, but also the ankles of the legs are constantly deserted. The soles of the feet were connected to the boots and dissipated in the wind, revealing pale bones.

No pain is felt, because even the nerve lines responsible for transmitting signals are gone.

go home.

Lian Xuanxiao put down his sword, leaned over, and flew through the air.

Across the desert, over the snow-capped mountains, through the grasslands. The border of Yu State was getting closer and closer, close enough to see the caravans lined up in front of the checkpoint, ready to trade across the border.

Although countries are at war with each other, private trade has been going on.

Those business travelers lying in the carriage, full of wine, yawning and going to sleep, do not know that on this day, the pattern of the countries in the world will be changed forever, and their business plans will also be affected by the turbulent situation. Ended up without illness.

Lian Xuanxiao landed slowly and stepped on a hill.

The desertification caused by the collapse of his mind and soul has spread to his legs and knees. He needs to support the tree trunk so as not to fall to the ground.

Right here.

He picked a huge rock that was pleasing to the eye, picked up the long sword, brushed away the fallen leaves and moss accumulated on the rock, and used the blade of the sword as a brush to outline the map of Yu Kingdom.

"Look!"

The people in the school far away on the skyboat in the East China Sea noticed something strange. They boarded the deck and looked up, only to see a majestic purple aura falling from the sky and spreading towards the west.

The people in Dengzhou Port saw it, the people in Cangzhou saw it, and then Youzhou, Pingzhou, and Yingzhou.

The purple air spreads slowly against the border of Yu State. From the cold white mountains and black waters in the east to the vast grasslands in the north,

From Hengluosi, the sand city in the west, to Muzhou in the south where spring and summer are all year round.

Thousands of miles of territory, hundreds of millions of people, everyone can look up at the sky, and they can see the sky full of purple clouds.

The people on the low hill in Tao'an Village, Xingzhou naturally saw it too.

"what is that?!"

Lin Hongbo frowned and asked in a low voice, but Tantai Leshan, who was the most proficient in talisman, changed his face several times. Amazement, admiration, grief.

"That's a rune,"

Chen Danqiu looked up at the sky and said softly: "Shanhe guards."

Thousands of miles away, on the vast border between Yu State and Turks, a group of patrolling cavalry also saw the magnificent Zixia.

The gorgeous glow was like light silk, hanging down lightly, forming a city wall stretching for an unknown number of miles, and then slowly dissipating in the sky and the earth, as if it had never existed.

The Turkic soldiers looked at each other, not understanding the situation at all, so they sent one person back to report the situation, while the other drew out his saber and carefully explored the area where the Ziqi Great Wall was erected just now.

Nothing happened.

The soldier took courage and rode over, but nothing happened.

Tread Tread.

The sound of galloping horses from far to near,

Upon hearing the news, a group of cavalrymen wearing heavy armor and the family emblem of the eagle of Astir engraved on their chests arrived.

The head of the rough warrior, tall and burly like a hill, full of energy and blood,

The horse under the seat is also obviously of monster blood, with red eyes and muscular development.

He glanced suspiciously at the grassland, and spat on the ground, "Hey, are the people of Yu country juggling?"

Drove forward, "No matter what."

Before he finished speaking, he fell off the horse, and his huge body rowed down the ravine.

The Turkic soldiers rushed forward, pushing and dragging him back to the border,

The pale complexion of the aristocratic warrior of Ast improved, and he lay on the ground, coughing up blood and spitting blood.

At the same time, all the high-level monks Xunyun who tried to cross the border of Yu State all encountered the same situation.

"The guarding of mountains and rivers is a talisman that only existed in ancient books and was only imagined in the past, and no one has ever completed it."

Tantai Leshan said in a low voice: "Once it is completed, outside the border, all monks whose cultivation is higher than a certain level will not be able to cross the border from outside.

Duration, several years.

The mountain grows him, erecting a fence for us. "

Continuous fields, meandering rivers, rolling mountains.

Lian Xuanxiao sat on the top of the mountain, leaning on the hilt of his sword, greedily looking at the scenery of Yu Kingdom, as if he would never get tired of watching it.

Even those workshops built by the river that continuously spew out choking smoke are so cute in his eyes.

Unlike those pedantic Confucian scholars who condemned the workshops for destroying the landscape environment and disturbing the idyllic poetry, Lian Xuanxiao could see the vitality contained in those workshops through the thick smoke.

It is a powerful force no less than spiritual practice. It can turn decay into miracles, and enable the poor to afford food, clothing, medical treatment, and housing. It can make the luxury utensils that belonged only to the princes and nobles in the past cheap and easy to get.

The people of Yu State are suffering too much. They are obviously persevering, hardworking and docile, but they are still struggling and fighting for their lives with the world.

In places beyond the scope of the achievements of the academy, in the vast mountain villages where the power of the imperial court cannot penetrate, the people there are still living the same numb life as they did hundreds of years ago.

If possible, Lian Xuanxiao would really like to see workshops all over the land of Yu State, the billowing smoke from the chimneys covering the sky and the sun, and the hot molten iron weighing tens of thousands of tons pouring out of the furnace, pouring it into molds, and casting it into kitchen knives, farm tools. At least those peasants in Yu country who live in the deep mountains no longer need to use wooden hoes.

It's a pity that I couldn't see that scene with my own eyes, but fortunately, I knew that day would come. No matter how tortuous the process is.

call--

The sound of desertification blends with the sound of wind on the top of the mountain.

"Is the exorcist ready?"

"It's all ready, sir."

"Okay, touch me."

The Fusi soldiers in the nearby prefecture town who observed the fluctuation of aura moved lightly, leaning against the bushes, and quietly climbed up to the top of the mountain.

When the time came, everyone rushed out of the forest, raised their crossbows and aimed at the clearing on the top of the mountain.

The expected magic cultivators or monsters did not appear. On the open space on the top of the mountain, a huge rock engraved with the map of Yu Kingdom stood silently, with a simple and unpretentious long sword stuck beside it.

A jade pendant hung from the hilt of the long sword, fluttering in the wind, and lightly collided with the sword body, making a jingling sound.

Fearing that there was fraud, the captain of the Zhenfu Division did not let his subordinates go up to check the situation, but stood at a distance to observe carefully.

He saw it clearly, and read out word by word the words on the jade pendant hanging on the hilt of the sword.

Learn from Gongshan, Lian Xuanxiao.