the enlightener says

Profound, chilling.

Qin Ke raised his eyes slightly, his golden pupils were somewhat pensive, but he never made any movements.

He saw it.

And see more than anyone else sees.

But his body was filled with some kind of unknown energy, so full that he couldn't separate his mind to pay attention to other things. Facing the shot that might kill him on the spot, he didn't feel any fear at all, just Quietly.

Just like the master he felt in his dream, he was so calm that he almost felt nothing.

His deep and majestic eyes penetrated Xiang Chu, and he saw the future.

So he doesn't have to move.

A figure in black finally arrived as expected and stopped in front of Qin Ke. There was a loud buzz in an instant, and there was a loud noise between Ma Qiang and the figure in black, shaking countless people's minds into chaos.

Ma Chan was constantly piercing through the carapace of the queen of the Xuanweizi, and at the same time it was constantly disintegrating and destroying. Cracks appeared on the iron rod that was originally wrapped with countless layers of paint, extending all the way to Xiang Chu's palm.

Xiang Chu looked at Wang Xuanwei in surprise, saw the gleam in his eyes like melting gold, and sighed, "You actually crossed that threshold? Just for this kid?"

"He is a good young man. Young people should have more time. How could he die in front of an old man like me..." Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, and suddenly laughed, "Besides, the outcome between us is not yet clear. ,Is not it?"

Hearing Wang Xuanwei's answer, Xiang Chu smiled instead of anger, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "Very good! Very good! I have no regrets to have an opponent like Mr. Wang in this life! If that's the case, then Mr. Wang will go all the way!"

Ma Chan disintegrated into bits of debris, scattered everywhere, while Xiang Chu took half a step back, and then stepped on heavy steps again, pressing towards Wang Xuan slightly like a mountain.

The colorful wings of the worm queen were completely dyed golden at this moment, and between the flickering of the wings, streaks of golden light splashed.

Xiang Chu didn't even touch the golden color.

The next moment, Xiang Chu flew upside down, like a kite with a broken string, and with a decisive momentum, he fell headlong into the rushing dry river.

The water flowed and disappeared.

Chapter 553 Looking back at the bleak place

"Wait!" Gao Yanzong let out a thunderous roar, and all the ghost riders of Qingzhou tightened the reins in an instant, slowing down the fast horses under their crotches, and quickly returned to calm.

However, I am afraid that no one is willing to stop and watch the "performance" of these Qingzhou ghost riders' royal horses, because at this time all eyes have focused on the solitary figure in black robe.

The black tide finally poured out, leaving only a few puddles on the damp loess, even if they stepped on it, they would only be submerged up to the ankles, but Wang Xuanwei didn't step in the puddles, or even on the muddy ground.

Because he was floating in the air, half a foot above the ground.

This time, he no longer needs the falcon mount gathered by Xuanweizi under his feet, and the black robe rises with the wind, as if it will turn into a cloud with him at any time and float into the distance.

Gao Yanzong looked at the golden light in Wang Xuanwei's eyes in shock, feeling that he was seen through by these pupils, and felt a sense of crisis and awe for no reason.

Fortunately, he knew that Wang Xuanwei was still his ally at the moment, so he wasn't too worried. He forced a smile at him, jumped off the horse and approached him step by step.

However, the closer he got, the more clearly he could feel the unfathomable majesty on his body, as if he was falling into a bottomless abyss.

What kind of realm should this be?

Can a person in such a realm still be considered a human being?Walking to the last few steps, Gao Yanzong also cursed secretly in his heart. You must know that as Gao Changgong's younger brother, he has far more opportunities to meet masters at the level of a great master than others, and he naturally knows how strong a master at the level of a great master is.

In a flat wilderness, a master at the level of a master can kill at least three thousand elite cavalry before he dies from exhaustion of energy and blood. Gong alone, with enough patience, can even kill tens of thousands of enemy soldiers within a month.

But just now, in front of thousands of sergeants from Jingwu, Xiang Chu, the grandmaster who had fought against Gao Changgong before, was knocked into the air without even touching Wang Xuanwei's clothes. From this point of view, he How far is his strength from Luanfeng or Heilong... Or, has he actually reached the legendary realm?

"General Wang." Gao Yanzong cupped his fists, bowed his head respectfully and said, "Thanks to your help, Yanzong is very grateful."

Wang Xuanwei glanced at Gao Yanzong, nodded politely, stretched out his sleeves, floated to Qin Ke's side, and lightly tapped Qin Ke's forehead with a finger that was crystal clear as jade.

Gao Yanzong's heart skipped a beat, but he found that Qin Ke didn't show any abnormality after this point. He just closed his eyes gently, curled up and fell asleep slowly, and let go of the hand holding the sword hilt.

But Wang Xuanwei turned his eyes back to Gao Yanzong, and asked softly: "This young man, what does Jing Wu plan to use him in the future?"

Gao Yanzong was taken aback for a moment, then bowed his head silently.

He had met Qin Ke before, although he didn't go up to talk specifically, but the scene of the martial arts field that day was enough for him to get to know Qin Ke well, and this time he was surprised to see Qin Ke in the black dragon's body, even Some suspect that this is just a person who looks very similar to Qin Ke.

But if that is the case, there is no reason for Gao Changgong to defend him. Obviously, he is the child he has seen with a very clean and bright smile. I did not expect that there is such a huge mystery in him, and the hidden secret may only be Gao Changgong. Even the prime minister understood...

Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed Wang Xuanwei's serious and dignified expression, and he couldn't help but feel worried. Now Wang Xuanwei's position is between him and Qin Ke. It seems that the distance is very close, but it almost seems to be separated by a natural moat.

With Wang Xuanwei's current strength, if the answer he gave didn't satisfy him, would he do something else?

At least for now, neither Gao Changgong, who was seriously injured, nor Qin Ke, who had just come out of the black dragon's body, could stop him from doing anything on a whim.

In just a few breaths, many thoughts flashed through Gao Yanzong's mind, and then he smiled slightly and said, "What did General Wang say? What happened to Qin Ke is so bizarre, neither my brother nor the prime minister could have expected it so far , so what about the future? I guess..."

"Yanzong, don't show off your cleverness." Before Gao Yanzong finished speaking, Gao Changgong, who came all the way, interrupted him dumbfounded, "There are some things you don't know at all, and you can't hide them with just your little ability to make jokes." Not General Wang."

Following the neighing of the red fire horse, Gao Changgong jumped off the horse, and at the same time refused the support of his subordinates, walked up to Wang Xuanwei, bowed sincerely and said: "General Wang, thank you very much."

This was probably Gao Changgong's most respectful gift to Wang Xuanwei. On the one hand, because Wang Xuanwei saved Qin Ke, on the other hand, he admired and regretted Wang Xuanwei's courage and determination.

"Don't feel sorry for me." Wang Xuanwei seemed to have guessed Gao Changgong's meaning, and said calmly: "Even if I don't take this step, there is only one year left at most. And the situation of the Mohist court is a foregone conclusion, and I will argue alone Striving hard is really irreparable. As a minister, I can't correct the king's mistakes, can't prevent foreign enemies from invading, and can't strengthen the national power of the Mohist family... This is a dereliction of duty. Probably... I have focused too much on military affairs these years, and instead delayed Fortunately, there is Burling, and my departure can actually help him."

Gao Changgong shook his head and said, "Do you want to use your life to pave the way for Sun Boling? Although this is indeed a good idea, the price is a bit high. On the bright side, you have been in the army for decades. You have made great achievements, and today you took another step to reach the top, and you have truly become a living saint. Even the history of the Mohist family in the future will definitely have a lot of ink from you... However, these have already involved The affairs of the state and the world do not need me, a warrior, to think too much about it."

Wang Xuan took a deep look at him, and sighed: "The reason why you don't have to think too much is because there is Zhuge Wanling behind you, and he alone is enough for court affairs. But I have to remind you, like him Such a person must have lofty aspirations, if you place your hopes on him only for Jing and Wu... I'm afraid you will be disappointed in the future."

"I know." Gao Changgong said freely: "He has his way to go, and I have my way to go, but so what? Even if the world changes, the relationship is always there. I regard him as a friend. If he I can only be happy for him when he decides to put aside the burdens on him one day and pursue what he wants to pursue."

Wang Xuan nodded slightly and smiled and said: "The righteousness of King Wu Jing and his ministers will also be an important stroke in the history of the future."

Gao Changgong shrugged his shoulders and said, "I accept your good words."

"But you still haven't answered my question." Wang Xuanwei stared into Gao Changgong's eyes, "This child, what do you want to do with him?"

Gao Yanzong who was at the side felt a little nervous when he heard this, and the hand touching the hilt of his waist became stronger.

Naturally, Wang Xuanwei didn't care about Gao Yanzong's overreaction. In his current state, even if there were ten Gao Yanzongs, it would only take a blink of an eye to solve it.

He was still waiting, waiting for Gao Changgong's answer.

Gao Changgong didn't think too much, and said relaxedly: "For him, we are like his parents. Maybe the parents hope that they will achieve something in the future, but compared to this, we hope that he can grow up safely. It's up to him to decide the future, isn't it?"

Looking at Qin Ke's peaceful sleeping face, Wang Xuanwei felt that the power was constantly repairing his lung meridians, and felt a little relieved in his heart, saying: "It seems that I am overthinking, but I also hope you can remember What I said today."

"Yes." Gao Changgong nodded with a smile, and suddenly said sadly: "Then... you are leaving now?"

Chapter 554 No Wind and No Sun

It was obviously a question, but when Gao Changgong said it, it brought an endless feeling of bleakness. The setting sun was like blood, and the yellow sand rolled with the unique iron smell on the battlefield, as if we were saying goodbye to this old friend together. .

In fact, both Gao Changgong and Wang Xuanwei understood.

If they were both born in the prosperous Qingming Dynasty, they might become a pair of friends who know each other well. Unfortunately, the prosperity has been overturned. It has been nearly a hundred years since the former dynasty died, and the two were also born in different camps. Along the way.

These years, they have fought, and they have also stood in front of a sand table to discuss strategies and tactics. Perhaps for military generals like them, being able to get along like this is enough to comfort their lives.

Gao Changgong understood that the Battle of Ganhe was the last battle Wang Xuanwei had prepared for himself. Although many of his followers hadn't really reflected its significance, it would definitely affect the general trend of the world for more than ten years.

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, and set his eyes on the high mountains far away, "It's time to go, there are still many places... I want to visit."

"Bring the wine bag." Gao Changgong turned his head and said in a deep voice to Gao Yanzong.

After receiving the order, Gao Yanzong immediately ran back to his horse, took off a dusty wine bag, and handed it to Gao Changgong.

Gao Changgong reached out to take it, weighed it twice, pulled out the cork, sniffed it closer, and said with a smile, "This is... Du Kang?"

Gao Yanzong smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, but I planned to drink after winning the battle."

"It's cheaper for me." Gao Changgong knew that his younger brother was a full-fledged wine jar, and even knew a lot of wine-making techniques.

"General Wang, I respect you." Gao Changgong rarely used honorifics, and handed over the wine bag in his hand.

Wang Xuanwei's feet landed on the ground, and he was in front of Gao Changgong in a blink of an eye. It's hard to imagine that a person like him would raise his head and gulp down with pride, but in an instant, the wine bag was half-empty.

When the wine bag was returned to Gao Changgong's hand again, Wang Xuanwei's body had already started to emit countless golden light spots, like fireflies in the daytime, and like a river of stars flowing in the night sky. After going around for a few times, it began to gradually slacken and collapse. untie.

Gao Changgong turned his face halfway, closed his eyes and drank the rest of the wine in one go.

"Let's go." He didn't watch those firefly lights leave, but just lowered his head and stared at the wine bag in his hand, silent for a long time.

On the battlefield, the cold wind blows.

As night fell, Wang Xuanwei's figure had disappeared.

The world is like a huge wheel, no matter how many gravels and gravels it encounters on the road, it can endlessly spin forward, overcoming thorns and thorns.

The water in the dry river gradually calmed down, and the battle on both sides of the river finally came to an end, but the city of Jinzhou, thousands of miles away, was still busy. Gongshu Yinxue, who was in the mansion of the Gongshu family, looked haggard, but still persisted. Instruct his subordinates to transport countless organs and equipment in the underground palace to the top of the city for combat preparation.

"The east gate still lacks five ballistas. Send someone to the underground palace to see if there are any in stock. If not, write a note immediately and hand it over to the craftsmen so that they can build it as soon as possible."

"What? The craftsman department is short of manpower? That's right...I went to the shipyard to build ships for the Jing Wu Army a few days ago, and it will not take a day or two to come back...Well, let's see if I can use other equipment Let's make up for now... No, I can't forget it, the situation of the Tang army is unknown now, Jinzhou has not yet resolved the crisis, and there is absolutely no shortage of things to defend the city..."

While Gongshu Yinxue was talking, she didn't stop writing. After a while, the slips of letters she reviewed had piled up into a small mountain. Xiaodie beside her changed her usual light blouse and skirt for a servant girl. Dressed up, and neatly gathered the letters that were constantly being presented beside her.

For so many days, the two masters and servants sometimes climbed to the top of the city, sometimes went down to the workshop, and even went deep into the tunnel that was about to collapse, commanding the engineers to make emergency repairs...

Gongshu Yinxue didn't dare to stop for a moment, because she knew the importance of the city of Jinzhou for the entire Mohist family to defend against Tang's Canghai coalition forces, and she was always worried that as long as she slacked off a little, the chaos in Jinzhou would be small and delay the front-line war. big.

Suddenly, she felt a gaze staring at her, that natural coercion made her involuntarily afraid.

But when she raised her head, all she saw were a few golden spots of light floating in front of her eyes, and quickly flew to the window.

"Xiaodie, open the window."

Gongshu Yinxue stretched her body, followed Xiaodie's back and looked out the window. There was no starlight in the gloomy sky, but she clearly saw a ray of golden streamer that rose straight into the sky in an instant...

Wang Xuanwei traveled to many places.

Perhaps out of concern, he went to Jinzhou City first, saw Gongshu Yinxue, who was so hardworking that he was almost crazy, and saw those craftsmen in the boat workshop who were leaning together and listening to the waves to sleep because they were tired.

Then, he flew over the three counties that were taken back by the Jingwu army, saw the reborn soldiers and civilians in Xingzhou City, and silently sent his blessings.

And everything is just for a moment.

A thought spans thousands of miles.

Although the saint has some supernatural powers, it is not easy to be so super god.

He has crossed that threshold and achieved the realm of a saint, but it does not mean that he is so different as a saint, but that he no longer has to worry about his body anymore.

He looked at his almost transparent palm indifferently, knowing that he didn't have much time to waste, but he still wanted to see more.

He wanted to see those people who had left their homes due to the military turmoil finally return to their hometowns and regain their homes.

He wants to see the water of the dry river surging in waves, and finally being led into the dug ditches by people to irrigate the farmland, so that the banks of the dry river can be rejuvenated...

But he's running out of time.

So he could only sigh, went to Jicheng, came to Sun Boling's mansion, saw him leaning on the wheelchair and fast asleep, holding in his hand the letter that will be played tomorrow, the ink on it was still wet.

He stretched out his hand to wake him up, but he held back, and just quietly looked aside, because he hoped that the tired Sun Boling could have a good sleep, after all, he still had a long way to go.

After leaving the Sun Mansion, he went to Jishang Academy, and re-read a few books that he had read, although he had already memorized the content inside.

Seeing that many students beside him did not go to the front hall to participate in the debate, but were quietly reading books in the library, he nodded with satisfaction, feeling very relieved in his heart.

So he left Jishang Academy and went to the barracks again. He shook his head regretfully when he saw that the Mohist army who used to be like a mountain of knives and iron forests under him now seemed to have a somewhat lax military discipline.

But then he went to the camp of the black cavalry, saw the majestic war horses, and saw their pony cubs cuddling closely to the mare, and finally showed some smiles.

He traveled all over Jicheng, including the palace.

At this time, the palace was brightly lit. Although there was no court meeting, there was still a debate between the two factions in Juzi's study room. Juzi closed his eyes slightly and shook his head constantly, but for a moment, he seemed to feel something. , stood up suddenly, and rushed out of the door regardless of dignity.

Wang Xuanwei's figure disappeared in the shadow of a palace wall, leaving only the bewildered giant and the officials who followed behind him, looking at each other with puzzled faces.

Wang Xuan slightly floated in the air, sighed, thinking that he had probably finished watching, and finally decided to go to the place where it all started.

He returned to that valley.

The courtyard was covered with dust because no one had cleaned it all year round, and the attic looked a bit dilapidated. A few brave monkeys even squatted in the yard to fight for a wooden bucket for fetching water. He looked up at the eaves and saw a few The black tiles were chipped from the beating of years of rain.

He waved his hand, and the spare tiles in the warehouse automatically floated up, quickly replacing the broken tiles.

But when he stood in the bookstore and saw the dust everywhere, he found that he had no strength to wipe it off.

So he shook his head helplessly, and sat down slowly. At that moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth, to those years when he was with books all day long, a lonely green light, but he was very sad. peace of mind.

The two figures, one old and one young, overlapped, and countless fine spots of light scattered throughout the room, gradually merging with the cold dust.

A few rays of moonlight seeped through the valley, a big star fell from the sky, and the clear spring ding ding dong dong sounded...

Chapter 555 The Fragrance of Medicine