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Chapter 434: Transformation! (Seeking monthly ticket)
Li Guanyi rushed back to the front-line city. The city defense had already begun to be prepared. The troops he was with entered the city. There was a whale fisherman in the army. This silver-haired leader was fighting alone, and he could not match the army led by the top generals.

But if he is given enough materials, he can do many incredible things.

For example at this moment——

The plan was to use the military formation as the core and rely on the city defense to build a short-term formation. When Li Guanyi came back, the silver-haired whale fisherman was deducing the formation. He just glanced at him and said, "Tell all your people to move into the positions I marked."

The whale fisherman handed the formation diagram to Li Guanyi. Li Guanyi took a look and saw that this large formation was connected with the entire city and the earth's energy, faintly forming a formation to protect the city.

If you don’t have top-notch materials for building the formation, then you can focus on the military formation.

There was no formation diagram outlined in advance with gold and jade objects.

Then we should deploy the troops and connect them with their aura.

In the end, the energy flowed, not gathered in one person, but was to protect the city, imitating Si Wei's method, using mountains and rivers as a formation, and going a step further, this kind of courage of "a clever cook trying to cook without rice" made old Siming and old Black Turtle dumbfounded.

No, is it still possible to play like this?

Oh my goodness, rubbing your hands together?
Or fortress level?
I haven’t seen such a crazy Taoist priest in the past three hundred years.

The silver-haired leader of the formation has always been arrogant. The greater the pressure, the more arrogant he becomes. At this moment, he is rubbing his hands, eager to try, and is about to show the world what it means to build a fortress-level city defense formation by hand.

The whale fisherman's idea was simple. He didn't plan to use this city to fight Jiang Su forever. He just needed to block him once.

He just wanted Li Guanyi to step here and stand firmly!
Who asked you, an old man, to match my child with that temperless prince more than two years ago?
I must get over this.

I'll slap your face till it's broken.

He directly pulled over General Xue who was watching the fun and asked him to sit in the center.

"Huh? Me?"

General Xue, who was watching the changes of the times, seemed a little dazed. He pointed at himself and said, "Me?"

"If I hit you again, I'll fall asleep."

The whale fisherman said impatiently, "Sleep, sleep, sleep, what are you sleeping for?"

"I just want you to sit in the center of the military formation. Although I am good at large formations, my military evil spirit is definitely not as good as yours. You are the core of the formation and integrate the evil spirit for me!"

General Xue shook his head, folded his arms, and said frivolously:

"Boy, don't think you can be so arrogant just because you are a martial arts legend. You want me to help you, but you still..."

The whale fisherman said impatiently:
"I'll try to create another mechanical man, and incarnate your generation of Yaoguang."

General Xue said calmly, "Deal!"

"You know, Chen Baxian and I have a very good relationship."

"You look a lot like him."

"I just like the way you're arrogant!"

Old Siming: “…………”

Old Siming suddenly felt something was wrong and silently took a step back.

But there was no way to escape at this moment. The whale fisherman reached out his hand and grabbed the old Siming who was trying to escape, saying, "You stay here too, don't go anywhere!"

"Use the Yin-Yang School's techniques to determine the general situation of the formation."

Old Siming: “…………”

Li Guanyi arranged the battle formations given by the whale fisherman.

In the end, this confrontation still felt like a fight between martial arts legends - although Li Guanyi was already very powerful and imposing, he was still young after all.

The edges of the world and the times are opened up by young people.

But the heroes of the previous era were also young once.

They once had dreams, great wishes, and the determination to sacrifice everything for their burning ambitions. But now, the fight in this chaotic world is just one group of people using weapons to crush the dreams of another group of people.

This vast country cannot even be consumed by the current Jiangnan region. The military force, horses, gold, silver, and logistics are unable to support such a vast territory.

At the end of the war, what matters is your foundation.

Li Guanyi has fought all over the world in the past few years and won every battle. It seems that he has as much luck as a dragon, but he lacks time to recuperate. Just like a dragon that is too arrogant, it will regret it and cannot last long. This drawback has not been particularly obvious before.

This military expedition exposed this very clearly.

After only advancing two or three hundred miles, the logistics in Jiangnan were already beginning to become stretched.

Although the Ying State suffered repeated setbacks on all fronts, it was still like a sick giant and had a basis for fighting.

Li Guanyi didn't know that Jiang Wanxiang had been so angry that his heart was broken, triggering the root of the disease left by the Wolf King. He was also stimulated by the young Qilin to spit blood from his mouth and almost fainted. He just felt that as expected of a great country with a history of 300 years, and under the governance of Jiang Wanxiang for decades, the country's national strength was strong.

It’s not easy to fight.

The situation has reached this level now. Faced with Jiang Su's participation in the battle in Ying State, the core of Tiance Mansion's response is also the Whale Diaoke, the leader of the formation and martial arts master, who stepped in to assist.

Martial arts legend...

Li Guanyi vaguely understood that the power displayed by the Whale Fisherman in this world had reached the pinnacle of a martial arts legend. He could defend a city without destroying it, but he could not fight Jiang Su to the death on the battlefield.

As long as Ying State's Grand Tutor Jiang Su is still alive, as long as Ying State is still a large country with a vast territory, as long as the armies are facing each other.

Grand Tutor Jiang Su is still invincible.

That would happen even if there was chaos in the Ying State court.

The State of Ying will not perish either.

Even though there is no longer the ambition and possibility to conquer the world again.

Jiang Su's Divine Spear of Annihilation is enough to support the sky of Ying Kingdom.

The strongest and most cunning man in the military situation in the past three hundred years. In the end, he only spared one eye at the cost of the Wolf King's death. He stood like the patron saint of the entire Ying State, but he was still a powerful enemy that Li Guanyi could not match.

In this world competition, it all comes down to the personal bravery of the generals.

Li Guan tapped the city wall lightly with one finger, and felt the roar of his Jiuzhou Ding, and felt his own overflowing momentum and luck.

The peak of the eighth heaven.

After all, he could never be a match for the Grand Master who was invincible on the battlefield.

This time there is no tenfold difference in military strength like in the Western Regions.

If you want to defeat Ying State, you can gain the world.

Or else, let Ying State fall into chaos, to the point of collapse on all sides - in that case, even with an unrivaled general like Grand Tutor Jiang Su, Ying State would no longer be able to mobilize a large army to fight, and Jiang Su would not be able to exert his strongest combat power.

Then, still following the example of the Western Regions, they brutally killed Jiang Su with a force ten times smaller than theirs.

Otherwise, Li Guanyi must grow enough to fight Jiang Su on the battlefield.

At the same time, the territory under his command, after at least several years of recuperation, will gradually recover and be able to support the offensive and defensive confrontation between the legendary martial arts generals in this world, and that will inevitably be a war at the level of a million troops!

An army of millions.

This is a lineup that Li Guanyi absolutely cannot come up with at the moment. The daily logistical costs of a million-strong army are extremely terrifying, even a number that can make Yan Daiqing faint.

Don’t even mention Li Guanyi’s fortune over the past thirty years.

Li Guanyi doubted that even if he invested all his fortune for three hundred years into it, it would not produce any significant results.

And even a big country like Ying State.

If a million troops are sent into battle, regardless of victory or defeat, the entire country will be dragged down and fall into a state of decline. At this time, if there are any poisonous snakes or dragons nearby, even if Ying State wins, it will be swallowed up.

However, if a country is plagued by internal conflicts, it will completely fall apart.

There is no third way.

The old Siming looked at Li Guanyi and asked, "What are you thinking about, kid?"

Li Guanyi replied: "I am thinking about the world."

The old Siming was stunned, the whale fisherman raised his eyes slightly, and General Xue also looked at Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi, standing in front of the city wall, had an imposing aura even in ordinary clothes. The fiery heart of his youth had been restrained, replaced by a calm majesty.

The flags are flying high, the unicorn is showing its power, and Li Guanyi is almost nineteen years old.

In this era, he can be considered a young person.

His popularity, martial arts, and methods are all outstanding.

The whale fisherman grinned a little.

Sometimes he felt that this wealthy son-in-law might run away.

A new overlord in troubled times, an undoubted hero.

Although she is not as good looking as me, she seems to be pretty good.

Tsk, this guy is a little too popular.

The whale fisherman glanced at General Xue over there. As a legend in the martial arts world who was born a beggar, his moral bottom line was not as high as the others. He couldn't help but think about helping his daughter.

Should I give you the medicine directly?

Raw rice is cooked.

By then, there will be nothing we can do no matter what the little girl from the Xue family does.

When this thought occurred to the whale fisherman, his expression changed drastically.

A disgusted expression.

He spat a lot to the side.

Bah, bah, bah, damn it, even if I am a beggar, no matter how big of a beggar I am, I must never have such thoughts, wouldn't that make me the same as that damn woman? !
How can you do such a thing to a child!

Because of certain experiences, the whale fisherman, who was born a beggar and a gangster, has a natural resistance and disgust towards certain methods of doing things that have already been done. He shook his head violently and threw away those bad thoughts.

Li Guanyi looked into the distance and said, "It's not enough after all."

Whether it is strategy, military formation, or personal martial arts.

Not yet a match.

But if we can't defeat Jiang Su and Ying State in a fair and square manner, how can we gain the country?

He knew that even with the first method, his personal martial arts would at least need to reach the limit of the ninth heaven, similar to his great-grandfather before the breakthrough, and the Wolf King in the state of war in the Western Regions.

The current peak of the Eighth Heaven is enough to dominate the world, but it is not enough to face off against all the heroes in the world.

The silver-haired whale fisherman looked at Li Guanyi and said, "You already know that Jiang Su is coming. Your martial arts are only at the eighth level. This is in Ying State. Jiang Su has the country's luck and his military strength will be stronger than yours."

"Can you hold him up?"

Li Guanyi recalled the terrifying and extremely oppressive feeling Jiang Su had, and replied: "With the great military formation, I can barely fight him, but to defeat him, I am far from qualified at the moment, but behind me is Jiangnan."

"If we don't care about the cost, as long as the logistical supplies are continuous, it will be difficult for Jiang Su to capture this city. Besides, we have a special force. If we join forces with the Yue Family Army, we can complete the strategy here."

"Chen, Ying, and us all need to rest and recuperate."

"It will not benefit anyone if the fight continues."

"There are still steppe Turks in the north."

The whale fisherman couldn't help but say, "Yes, it's possible, but it's just possible."

He paused and asked, "Do you still want to give Jiang Xuantao's head to Jiang Su?"

Li Guan paused, his eyes slightly lowered, and he seemed to hear the unbridled and heroic laughter and the word "nephew" coming from the wind again. Then he looked at the whale fisherman and smiled gently:
"Since it's his bloodline, there's no harm in giving it to him."

"He doesn't have to thank us, does he?"

The whale fisherman looked strange, looking at Li Guanyi who was speaking righteously, and felt that this guy must have wanted to avenge the beheading of the Wolf King. Otherwise, why would he choose such a violent method as beheading when he killed Jiang Xuantao before? At that time, once the chaotic army became a rout, the war horses panicked and were completely out of control. They trampled on the armor at will, and even the armor could be trampled into metal sheets, let alone a fallen corpse?

Even the living Buddha from the Western Regions who was at the grandmaster level at that time was trampled into meat paste by the Tuyuhun cavalry.
Jiang Xuantao's martial arts and physique were not as good as those of the Living Buddha back then. At that time, the army on the battlefield was more powerful and numerous than the Tuyuhun three hundred years ago.

Did this guy do it on purpose?
It must be intentional, right?

He was raised by the girl from Murong's family, it would be strange if he was so naive.

The whale fisherman thought of Murong Qiu Shui and knew that Li Guan had been on the run for a short time and could not be completely innocent. He should be quite cunning, but anyone could see that he was acting in a tit-for-tat manner.

If you cut off the head of the Wolf King and send it back to me, I will return the head of your only son.

There is a kind of uprightness and passion that belongs to young people.

An indescribable feeling.

The whale fisherman sighed, feeling more and more satisfied with this guy, and couldn't help but say:

"If you have the Ninth Heaven now."

"That's much better."

"Even if I do this to Jiang Su, I can still save face."

Judging from the martial arts legend, even Li Guanyi, who was as powerful as a tiger at the moment, could not lose face in front of Jiang Su under the blessing of the military formation. Li Guanyi said to himself: "Ninth Heaven..."

You need to build a tripod, or something like that.

Swallow the world.

Unless something happens to the Southwestern Allied Forces, unless Mr. Pojun and his men can capture several cities in one go, take down the cities of the State of Chen along the waterways, and report victory to the south of the Yangtze River, the general situation will change.

The world is like a chessboard; victory is not guaranteed by just one side standing out.

The Jiuzhou Ding was shaking at this moment.

Li Guanyi raised his eyes and looked far towards the southwest.

Surprised.

"This is……?!"

………………

After Li Guanyi set off, Duan Qingyu, the King of the Southwest, took out his own armor, stroked it with his hand, sighed, and said, "Back then, it was with this set of armor that I got to know Li Wanli and Chen Fubi."

He said rather heroically: "Ten defeats, ten battles!"

"Perseverance is the spirit of a hero."

Tai Boyong beside him suddenly said: "Didn't he lose every time he fought ten times?"

Duan Qingyu's heroic spirit suddenly waned, and he said with all his might, "What? What about losing ten battles in a row? A real man shouldn't talk about losing ten battles in a row. Just tell me whether I fought or not."

Everyone was making a fuss. The Southwest Flying Army had already been prepared. The city lords of the cities in the rear of the southwest were also counted by Wen He. Mr. Wen He personally served as an adviser to the army. He bowed slightly and smiled, "How are you all? I am Yan Daiqing of the Southwest."

"I've met you all."

Duan Qingyu: “…………”

Tai Boyong: “…………”

The two southwestern heroes, who had experienced thirty years of chaos and war, gasped in unison, and then took a step back in unison.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Duan Qingyu took the initiative to speak: "Ah, hahahahaha, really, I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Yan Daiqing from the southwest. If you go out with us, he will definitely be invincible!"

“Ah, ahahahaha…”

Wen Qingyu didn't say much, but just explained the strategy this time, which was to go up along the tributary and take the opportunity to capture several cities. Finally, he said: "My lord is rushing to the battlefield in the south of the Yangtze River. We need to take this opportunity to capture several cities of the State of Chen."

"Hold the waterway firmly in your hands!"

Duan Qingyu nodded and suddenly asked, "But, isn't Wen Mian coming with us?"

Wen Qingyu said: "General Chen..."

Only Chen Wenmian can command the Canglang Guard. Even Xiao Wuliang at this moment cannot cooperate perfectly with the Canglang Guard. However, even Wen Qingyu knows that Xiao Wuliang is not suitable for fighting now.

Wen Qingyu said: "Let's get ready first. If General Chen Wenmian hasn't arrived by the time we set out, please ask him to stay here and rest for a while."

In the bamboo forest in the southwest.

Chen Wenmian was holding the package in his arms, standing in front of the bamboo forest. The door was locked. He took the key to open the chain. When he pushed open the bamboo door, the wind blew through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound.

The fresh air from the mountains seemed to have dispelled the bloody smell from his body.

He sat quietly in the yard, warming himself by the brazier. He didn't know why he always felt a sense of desolation and loneliness. He looked at the bamboo forest and courtyard, thinking about the last thing the Wolf King gave him.

What he held in his hand was the knot that had not been untied until now.

His father's voice from the past rang in his ears. Those earnest, peaceful, heroic and majestic voices had all passed by unknowingly in more than three years. During these years, the Wolf King Chen Fubi had always been by his side.

"Father……"

Chen Wenmian lowered his eyes, and seemed to hear Chen Fubi talking to him, talking about the ambitions of men, talking about heroism, and talking about how he could be so decadent? He taught him how to lead troops, drank with him, and the bamboo leaves were bleak in the wind.

Chen Wenmian smiled, his face calm.

He closed his eyes, and it was as if Chen Fubi was still beside him. The bamboo leaves swayed, and in a trance, it was as if he had grown up beside Chen Fubi. The heroic wolf king would let him ride on his shoulders and take him to hold a sword and practice martial arts.

I would laugh and watch him grow up little by little.

Sometimes majestic, sometimes quiet.

What Chen Wenmian lacked was made up by the Wolf King. To him, the Wolf King Chen Fubi was his father, an irreplaceable father. He closed his eyes and fell asleep in Chen Wenmian's cautious dream without knowing when.

His mother and father are both here.

Mother will hug him tenderly.

She would lovingly use her fingers to gently comb his sweaty hair after he practiced sword fighting.

Then the family of three had dinner together.

My father would sit under the bamboo forest and laugh loudly about his inadequate swordsmanship. Laughter would come from the side, from my uncle Li Wanli's family next door, or perhaps from brothers who grew up together. The world was at peace, and all the relatives were there.

He grew up quietly and uneventfully.

When he was about to go out.

Turning around, he saw his father and mother standing together and looking at him.

His father laughed and told him to come back early, home was right here.

His mother was worried that he would not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes outside, so she told him not to fight with others and that he could come back anytime if he felt troubled.

Home is here.

A tear fell down Chen Wenmian's cheek and he slowly opened his eyes.

The old friend is no longer in front of me, only the cold wind and the light bamboo leaves.

What a pity, what a pity.

He never had it.

Chen Wenmian reached out his hand and stroked the package left by the Wolf King. He recalled Duan Qingyu's words to his father:
'A child like him doesn't think about wealth and status as an emperor. For him, being a teacher in a place with a pond, a bamboo forest and a courtyard in the southwest, or traveling around the world, is more suitable.'

'He is my son.'

'I'll give him the second option.'

'There's not a drop of blood on it.'

"This set of clothes is not dirty."

'It's very clean.'

Chen Wenmian stood up, took the clothes, cherished them extremely, folded them one by one, and placed them in the bamboo forest in the southwest.

Chen Wenmian seemed to be answering his father's concerns and said:
“Be yourself…”

"In this world, how many people long for such a peaceful life, to be with their parents and live their own peaceful life. How can I turn away?"

"If it is to allow everyone in the world to be themselves."

“What difference does it make if I’m myself or not?”

"Or rather, the so-called seclusion in the bamboo forest was just a dream in my youth. Now, I have a new goal. How can I feel at ease when the world is not settled? Father, how can I escape when the world is not settled?"

Chen Wenmian took out the Qianqian knot, stroked the complicated knot in his hand, looked at the fire of the troubled times, and said softly: "I am already here, father, I bear your blood and your debt."

"You killed so many people, but didn't I also receive gifts from you during my growth?"

"Didn't I benefit from it?"

"A real man behaves in the world."

"Since I have received his kindness, I will not avoid his misfortune!"

He loosened his fingers, and the thousand knots fell into the flames and burned completely.

"Father, I untied it."

"In my own way."

He stared at the bright flames that burned all the shackles, ripples appeared around him, and the image of the winged tiger Qiongqi raised its head and roared. Its momentum and majesty seemed to have reached the extreme, but in an instant, it was torn from the middle.

The wolf's proud and desolate long howl rose into the sky, and the stars shone brightly above the sky.

A fresh air rose from Chen Wenmian's body.

Since five hundred years ago, a pure person has finally appeared in the bloodline of the royal family of the Chen State, which has always been emotionally extreme. From then on, with my own heart and my own reason, I have completely broken the shackles of my ancestors.

Abandon the Qiongqi Dharma Image that comes from the blood outside!
Abandon the power of madness and anger.

From then on, the Canglang Dharma Image was created!

Chen Wenmian stretched out his hand, and the double-edged sword flew into his hand. Holding the sword in his hand, he looked deeply at the bamboo courtyard, then strode out of the courtyard.

But when he walked out, it seemed like an illusion, as if he was in a trance.

I heard that heroic laughter.

"Great solution!!!"

"This is me, Chen Fubi's son!"

Chen Wenmian paused, he turned around abruptly and looked at the courtyard, but he only saw bamboo leaves fluttering in the wind, and the piece of clothing calmly folded and placed under the courtyard.

Chen Wenmian's lips trembled, his eyes finally turned slightly red, and he smiled with relief.

Then he turned around, strode out, and said softly:

"I am Chen Wenmian."

"The son of King Shenwu is also the one who ends the troubled times."

Chen Wenmian.

I walked out of this dream in the bamboo forest and from all the past.

Step into the Grandmaster.

Just this step.

It’s the peak of the seventh level!
(End of this chapter)