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Chapter 818 [Zhao]?
When Li Guoer returned with a book, everyone had already packed up and were ready to mount their horses and swim across the river.

The sound of a large number of cavalry approaching in the distance still lingered in my ears.

However, this group of people and horses seemed to be taking the official road. Although the noise of hundreds of cavalrymen galloping was loud, they were still separated by several dense forests, and it would take some time for them to get close to the riverside in the forest where they were.

Lu Ya and Rong Zhen prepared to deploy on the spot to cover the evacuation of Li Xian's family, but Ouyang Rong calmly examined the terrain and decided to swim across together and evacuate to the other side, running if possible to delay time.

The origin of this group of cavalry is unknown.

It is not yet certain whether it is Li Congshan, Miaozhen and others.

Maybe it was Qin Ying and Xuanwu Battalion who came to support.

Li Xian, Wei Mei, Li Guoer and Li Dalang, with the help of Shunbo Caishou and others, mounted their horses one after another.

They had abandoned the carriage as early as when they were at Qingya Posthouse, and they only had a few luggage with them, including some personal belongings of female relatives such as Wei Mei and Li Guoer. However, it was almost impossible for these to be marked by Li Congshan.

The luggage we are carrying now, including necessities such as food, were purchased temporarily at Qingya Station.

All of this was to avoid being locked on by Li Congshan and his men.

However, at this moment, Ouyang Rong ordered all the above-mentioned things that would slow down the speed to be thrown away. It would rather kill the innocent than let them go, and began to cross the river with all his strength.

Li Dalang climbed onto his horse and looked in the direction of the horse's hoof sounds from behind, his face full of confusion:
"Logically speaking, Li Congshan and Miao Zhen couldn't have caught up so quickly, unless some things were not completely burned in the fire at Qingya Posthouse and were taken by us. But according to the news sent back by Taoist Zhang, Li Congshan and his men should have been tricked into taking the official road southwards. And then there were other changes later, so they were exposed halfway?"

"So what if it's Li Congshan and Miao Zhen? Let them come. I want to ask them if they want to silence me too."

Rong Zhen said with a stern face that if Ouyang Rong had not taken the initiative to hold her wrist and help her get on the horse, she would probably have been reluctant to run away.

Wei Mei asked in a low voice:
"Tan Lang, you just said that before you and Ms. Rong Zhen came here, you told Qin Ying to go find Qin Yanqing and the Xuanwu Camp for help?"

"Yes."

She thought:

"By the way, could it be that Ling Jiang met them and brought them here, so they came so quickly? Maybe Taoist Zhang is also in there."

Rong Zhen nodded calmly: "Then there is no need to leave, just stay and wait to see who it is."

Li Xian forced a smile to ease the atmosphere: "What do you think? Could it be that it was other troops passing by? It has nothing to do with us, but we are just frightened birds?"

Ouyang Rong rode on a horse and took the lead in swimming across the river which was as deep as the horse's back.

After hearing the speculations of the people behind him, he walked in front without looking back:
"Let's cross the river first."

Upon hearing this, everyone had no choice but to follow him obediently, and they all packed lightly and crossed the river quickly.

Both Rong Zhen and Li Xian obeyed his words subconsciously.

This is the result of countless lessons learned in the past.

Generally, only those who are "slightly rebellious" will have some personal opinions.

But at the moment, Li Guo'er's reaction was a little strange. He rode quietly, carrying the thick book and swimming.

Like Li Xian, Wei Mei and others, all the other luggage was left at the camp by the river.

The river waves wet her men's boots and gray cloth skirt, but Li Guoer ignored them and just held a book.

Wei Mei was the first to notice that something was wrong with her daughter. No one knows a daughter better than her mother.

She looked back at Li Guoer and the book in her arms and found that her daughter seemed to be reciting something. She didn't make any sound, but her mouth shape was the same, as if she was trying to read.

Wei Mei asked in a low voice: "What is Guo'er reading?"

Li Guoer: "I'm fine, I just remembered something."

The mother and daughter were so cute that no one else noticed that Ouyang Rong, who was walking in front, was frowning.

The reason why he was so conservative and chose to withdraw was because all his merits had been used up and he had no trump cards to use for the time being.

But this matter could not be discussed in detail with Rong Zhen, Li Xian and others.

The golden blessing just now was most likely related to the Xinding Sword and the Night Pearl. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he was worried that it would slip away, so he used up all his last four thousand merits to exchange for the blessing.

But now, not only has the blessing not arrived yet, but a group of cavalrymen of unknown origin are approaching.

When danger came, he only had a few hundred merits left.

Not only was he unable to perform the grand finale of the decree of amnesty from the gods, he was also unable to use the Kuixing Talisman more often.

The Kuixing Talisman requires the spiritual energy of a Confucian Qi-refining practitioner. He had previously used it with the help of the purple mist of merit.

In addition, he has not studied the Taoyuan Sword Formation thoroughly, and now he needs the Kuixing Talisman to set it up temporarily.

The most handy [Craftsmanship] was trapped in the "Thunder Punishment Cage", and the swordsman had no sword to use.

The remaining two newly seized fake Ding swords, the Eighteen Seeds and the Peach Blossom Spring Map were barely enough for self-defense.

But he hadn't figured it out, and secondly, the seventh-rank swordsman's Dantian spiritual energy alone was not enough to fully activate them. Moreover, Cui Hao had also placed the Kuixing Talisman on them, which required the purple mist of merit to fully mobilize them.

All in all, the Merit Purple Mist was stretched to the limit and could only run away conservatively.

Otherwise, you can stay in the riverside camp. Whether you use the finale of the descent of the gods, or invest a lot of merit to use the "Return Home" to deploy the sword in advance, and kill anyone who comes within a hundred steps, it is a good strategy.

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and rode ashore.

The river was not rushing, and everyone reached the other side one by one.

Li Guoer was the last one to go ashore, and everyone waited for a while.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong, who was standing on his horse, suddenly turned back:
"What were you looking for? What book is this?"

Although the situation was critical, he noticed everything that was wrong with Li Guoer.

Li Guoer pursed her lips, rode forward, and walked in the front, as if signaling Ouyang Rong to follow.

Ouyang Rong whipped his horse forward, and Rong Zhen also took the initiative to step forward.

The three of them walked in front. Li Guoer was absent-minded and didn't care about Rong Zhen's intrusion. She whispered privately:
"Ouyang Lianghan, do you still remember the words you gave me?"

Rong Zhen looked at Ouyang Rong first.

The latter's expression remained unchanged, and he did not feel guilty:

"Word? What word?"

He really had some forgotten about it because he usually gave too many things to others.

Li Guoer opened the book in his arms and handed over the old paper.

Ouyang Rong took it and took a look. It was his own familiar handwriting. After a moment of recollection, he was confused:
"Zhao? I gave it to you. What's wrong with this word..."

Homophone with "Zhao".

Li Guoer heard it and confirmed again: "Are you sure it is pronounced this way?"

Ouyang Rong nodded:
"Yes...I made up this word randomly, and this is how I pronounce it."

Li Guoer looked at the night pearl in her hand.

Ouyang Rong asked sharply, "Wait, are you saying that this is your real name?"

Li Guoer seemed to be preoccupied with something, and nodded absentmindedly:
"Well, I have some intuition. I had a dream. In the dream, you said that you were my benefactor and the things you gave me were not simple. I have kept this word hidden..."

Ouyang Rong frowned, and after a while, he said firmly:
"Impossible, this is a new word I created, how could it be its real name? Could it be that the former Mei family swordsmiths could predict the future? Unless I am its most powerful person, I can name the Ding Sword, but that is not realistic. When I gave you this word, I hadn't discovered that it was the Ding Sword, so this inference is not valid."

Li Guoer shook her head: "It's just a dream, a guess."

Ouyang Rong hesitated, then turned back and asked:

"Are there any of you who are at the ninth level of Qi training?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Li Guoer also shook his head and asked doubtfully:

"What does it mean to ask about the ninth rank?"

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and spoke truthfully.

"In fact, whether it is a real name or not, we will know after trying it. According to the convention, sword tactics, ninth rank and real name, as long as Dingjian is nearby, you can become its sword holder by calling out the real name. I have the sword tactics, and I want to try the real name, so ninth rank will try it."

Li Guoer was stunned for a moment, as if she had heard it for the first time. She seemed to be thinking: "Ninth rank..."

"In fact, there is another condition that can replace the ninth rank, which is strong qi... Forget it, since there is no ninth rank, let's not talk about it for now. Leave this thing with me, and don't be distracted. Let's leave first. It's not advisable to stay here for long."

Under Li Guo'er's sidelong gaze, Ouyang Rong put the night pearl and the note into his arms.

Behind him, Lu Ya suddenly looked up:
"It's Senior Brother Zhang, his compass is getting closer, it's Senior Brother Zhang!" Everyone turned around and saw the Taoist priest with the paralyzed face pointing at the woods on the other side of the river behind them.

Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen also heard at this time that the sound of the cavalry's horses' hooves was getting louder and louder, and they were approaching rapidly.

As if it had received guidance and knew their location, it was indeed heading towards them.

When everyone came to their senses, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The probability of being a friend rather than an enemy is greater.

Ouyang Rong's brows relaxed slightly.

The next moment, everyone suddenly saw a young man in a white robe slowly walking out of the woods on the opposite bank.

Behind him followed a middle-aged female official with a cold face.

Nearly three hundred White Tiger Guards walked out in an orderly manner, stopped at the shore, and stood in the open space on the opposite bank where they had originally camped, staring eagerly.

Everyone froze.

Lu Ya looked suddenly at the compass in Li Congshan's hand.

"What did you do to Senior Brother Zhang?!"

Li Congshan said nothing, looked around at everyone coldly, and said loudly:

"Please return home, my Lord and my Prince!"

Ouyang Rong looked at him calmly.

"Return to the mansion? The mansion is burned down, what are you going back to? Did General Li's head get roasted by the fire?"

Li Congshan nodded:
"Then you must not run around. I will protect the prince and the prince in the future."

Rong Zhen suddenly walked out:

"How dare you kill people to silence them? Do you think I don't exist?"

Miao Zhen tilted her head and looked at her with some doubt:
"Ms. Rong Zhen? Why are you here too? Where's Wei Wu?"

Li Congshan slowly turned his head, and after a while, he clasped his fists:
"The county lord."

Rong Zhen looked at them coldly:

"Wei Wu died a long time ago. If you don't want to die, get out of here immediately."

Li Congshan lowered his eyes and said:

"Princess, please calm down. I am only following orders. The Saint ordered us to guard Prince Xunyang's palace. If Prince Xunyang leaves Xunyang privately without the Saint's order, it is tantamount to rebellion."

"Now the order is for you to go back!"

Behind Li Congshan's silver-white mask, his eyes narrowed, staring straight at the Princess Wei, who was of a very senior generation.

The soldiers in the rear and Miaozhen showed some hesitation on their faces.

Li Congshan suddenly turned around, looked around at the soldiers, and said loudly:

"It's obvious that the princess has been bewitched by the traitor Ouyang Lianghan. We must help the princess eliminate the evil around her. Come on, set up the crossbow, follow the instructions."

At his commanding glance, his trusted soldiers lowered their heads slightly, took out the army's powerful crossbows, set them up on the shore, and aimed at Li Xian's family.

Li Congshan turned around, his tiger face like a funny smile, and kindly reminded the people on the other side:

"Your Majesty, Prince, please stay. Bows and crossbows have no eyes. Do not hurt the two princes by mistake."

Li Xian, Li Dalang, and Wei Mei all turned pale with expressions of fear.

Once this powerful crossbow is fired, no Qi Refiner will dare to confront it head-on.

Rong Zhen, Ouyang Rong, and Lu Ya could at most run away by themselves, but Li Guoer and Li Xian could not escape and might be pierced by arrows at any time.

Rong Zhen rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, her petite body blocking Ouyang Rong and Li Xian's family:

"How dare you! You have the guts to kill me and silence me, Li Congshan. Let me tell you, even Wei Jisi doesn't dare to talk to me like this. You dog, do you want to try?"

Her face was cold and she nodded slightly:

"Well, you can shoot the arrows, but you can't stop me. I'm not very familiar with Li Xian and the others. You can kill them, and I don't care. But I like to hold grudges. When I return to Luoyang, not only will I not let you go, but everyone will know that you massacred Prince Xunyang's family. Don't think about using the name of Tiannan Jianghu pirate to get away with it. Think it over."

Rong Zhen held her head high, looking nonchalant.

Li Xian couldn't help but look at her again.

Ouyang Rong waved his hands behind his back, signaling everyone behind to stay calm.

His eyes fell on the faces of Miaozhen and the soldiers behind Li Congshan, trying to catch something.

Li Congshan was silent for a while. He raised his hand to give the order but did not put it down for a long time.

The cold arrow tips of the military crossbows were pointed at the crowd, and were coated with dew in the cold evening wind.

There was a stalemate on both sides of the river.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the back, Wei Mei stood beside Li Xian, holding her husband's arm tightly, staring at Tan Lang's back standing in front of her, holding her breath. At a certain moment, she heard some voices, and she looked back. There were only a son and a daughter standing behind her, no one else.

Li Dalang and Li Guoer, with the same eyes as hers, were staring at Tan Lang in front of them with their mouths tightly pursed.

Wei frowned, as if he was hallucinating...

In front, Ouyang Rong suddenly felt a burning heat in his arms, as if he was holding a burning charcoal in his arms.

The next moment, he noticed that everyone's eyes were on him.

Including Rong Zhen and Li Congshan who were looking at each other.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head in some confusion.

Suddenly, I saw a bright white moon rising slowly in my arms.

That’s right, it’s Mingyue!

It emits a hazy and dreamy white moonlight.

Just like the jewelry used by Chang'e in the Moon Palace in legend.

The whole audience fell into silence.

Everyone's eyes were straightened.

The person involved, Ouyang Rong, took three breaths to react and looked around.

Is this... the fulfillment of a blessing?

As the bright moon left his arms, the piece of paper that was placed with it fell down and landed in Ouyang Rong's hand. He could vaguely see the word "曌" on the paper with his peripheral vision.

Ouyang Rong stared blankly for a while, his eyes full of doubt and surprise.

What puzzled me was how the Ding Sword reacted? Why was there no movement for so long? What was the cause?

Could it be that it had slept for too long in the form of a night-shining pearl, so even when its real name was called out, it still took it a beat longer to react?
At this moment, Ouyang Rong was the center of everyone's attention. His mind was full of random thoughts, but he subconsciously reached out to grab the "bright moon".

It went through his palm.

But Ouyang Rong's palm was not pierced.

Just can't catch it.

Like a dream bubble.

It also looks like the moon on earth.

At this moment, deep in the mountains and old forests, with the sun setting and the river flowing endlessly, everyone stared up at the "bright moon" rising slowly above the head of the young man in Confucian robes.

It is more dazzling than the half moon hanging quietly in the distant sky.

Just like a dusty pearl shaking off a century of dust.

The snow-white light sprinkled on everyone's body.

It is a... mythical Ding sword.

Brand new mythical Ding Sword!
(End of this chapter)