Great Blue Night Watchman

Chang Shiba raised his hand gently: "Brother, would you like to go into the temple and talk about it?"

"good!"

The three of them stepped into the air and entered the Confucian Temple.

As soon as their figures disappeared, a golden circle appeared out of thin air in the spring rain, blocking the literary path.

In a short time, Moxieguan owned the Confucian Temple...

This ancient pass seems to have returned to the forest of the human race.

The trees began to turn green, the air became fresh, and people's faces showed their longing for peace and stability. The Da Cang Army, which had traveled hundreds of thousands of miles away, seemed to suddenly see the familiar Misty Jiangnan outside the Great Wall.

In the Confucian Temple, Chang Shiba waved his hand lightly, and two chairs appeared out of thin air.

It is still his familiar brushwork, and it is still his usual technique - using words as chairs.

The word under Lin Su's butt is Su.

And the word under his butt is Chang.

There is no longer the mystery of "three updates and five updates" in the past, replaced by natural magnanimity.

A cup of tea was handed into each other's hands, and the two people's eyes met, and for a moment it was like a thousand words...

"In the old days in Da Cang Capital, you and I were sitting across from each other like this. Thinking about it now, it feels like we were a lifetime ago." Chang Shiba said.

"People and things in the world are impermanent, but reality is also permanent!" Lin Su said: "I have to say that the palace master is quite discerning in choosing you as the special envoy."

Chang Shiba is a truly principled person.

The watchman is a transcendent figure sent by the temple to all major secular countries. Every move he makes can affect the national destiny of a country and affect hundreds of millions of people. There is absolutely no chaos and needs a principled person like him to control it.

Chang Shiba smiled softly: "For choosing me as the special envoy for the night watch, the master of the palace has suffered huge criticism."

"Don't worry, criticism is just criticism after all. Things will change as time goes by." Lin Su raised his eyes and stared at the wall opposite. On the wall, the devilish aura and the literary aura intertwined, making it a mess for a moment.

Chang Shiba said: "Moye Pass, the demonic path has been operating for thousands of years, and the demonic energy is intertwined. Although the Confucian Temple is established, it is not possible to completely eliminate the demonic energy and restore the world, mountains and rivers to the style of a human city. The current situation is not something that can be done overnight. A Confucian temple can only cover this city, and it will probably take several months to completely purify it."

"The army is traveling rapidly, and it will take several months to build a Confucian temple behind it. This time span is a bit long, how about I help you?"

Chang Shiba and Li Daiyan's eyes lit up at the same time...

Chang Shiba smiled and said: "I am concerned about the power of the quasi-sage of the Heavenly Dao. Do you plan to reveal it?"

"What is the power of the quasi-sage of heaven? Do I need to show my power in front of your brother?" Lin Su said: "You and I are inseparable, so I will break the convention and give you a poem!"

Chang Shiba frowned: "Isn't it common for Mr. Lin to send poems to others? What is 'breaking the convention'?"

Lin Sudao: "Giving it to a woman is commonplace, but giving it to a man is breaking the convention."

Chang Shiba gently raised his hand and stroked his forehead: "A majestic quasi-sage of heaven, stepping on the sacred ground of the Confucian Temple, blurting out such romantic words, don't you think it is insulting to your gentleness?"

Lin Su laughed: "If you are not a romantic person, your youth will be wasted, if your writing is not romantic...there is no salt in the food!"

He raised his hand slightly, and the golden paper appeared in the void.

As soon as the pen fell down in my hand, I wrote...

"Huanxisha. Meet Spring Again Outside Moxie City".

"Momo Qinghan goes up to the small building, the dawn is like a poor autumn, and the light smoke and flowing water paint the screen.

The flying flowers are as light as dreams, the boundless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and the precious curtains are hung with small silver hooks. "

As soon as I put away the pen, the holy light flows above the Confucian Temple, as if I have truly stepped into the misty Jiangnan in one step, with light smoke and flowing water, the painting screen stands tilted, the literary rain outside the window is flying, and the occasional fallen flowers are as light as a dream...

"The flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless raindrops are as fine as sorrow... It's so wonderful!" Chang Shiba struck the knot and sighed: "Come and give me a blue light!"

Lin Su smiled: "I'm really not used to commenting on my own poems, but what can I do? Your brother has to take my poem manuscript to complete the great cause of the Western Expedition. A colorful poem is obviously not good, okay, pass it on to the world. !”

With the tip of his pen, a flash of blue light appeared on the poem manuscript.

From then on, this poem has been handed down from generation to generation.

Lin Su commented on it himself.

Chang Shiba's heart was shocked, and he caught the mystery in Lin Su's words...

Li Daiyan's eyes suddenly opened wide, because the manuscript in Chang Shiba's hand suddenly merged into the Confucian Temple, and the boundless spring rain outside suddenly brought with it a strange green light.

As soon as the green light came out, the speed of the spring rain that slowly expanded outward suddenly increased tenfold and a hundredfold.

A gust of wind blew, and the spring rain directly covered the entire city...

The next moment, it broke through the city boundary and reached three hundred miles away.

Countless screams came from the city!

From every corner!

Those demons who were lucky enough to escape during the battle just now and were hiding in dark corners were covered by the spring rain, and their whole bodies turned into blood, without exception!

Including the Demon Emperor, and also the Demon Lord...

On a mountaintop a hundred miles away, a large group of demon soldiers just appeared and plunged into the spring rain. Suddenly they melted like a bunch of snowmen under the scorching sun.

The commander who had reached the second level of Demon Lord shouted loudly: "Holy level means! Withdraw!"

The entire army retreats!

Of the millions of demonic troops, only 3,000 were successfully evacuated. The commander of the demonic army stared at the millions of demonic troops who had been turned into mud by the spring rain, feeling the bursts of heart palpitations coming from the depths of the spiritual platform, and sweating profusely: "Let's go again withdraw!"

The three thousand masters retreated another thousand miles until they were far away from Chun Yu's coverage area.

The Confucian Temple, the representative institution of the Holy Temple in the human world, has the greatest function of intimidating demons, but it is only a deterrent.

However, the first Confucian Temple settled in Moye Pass today has the most terrifying ability to kill enemies.

The light of the Confucian Temple turned into spring rain, and spring rain was the most powerful killer weapon. Within three hundred miles of the surrounding area, wherever the spring rain covered it, no monsters remained.

Why is this?

The demon army three hundred miles away looked at each other in fear.

On top of a mountain, there are three thousand scribes.

They are a special military team headed by Jiang Ye, the Holy Master of the Holy Family of Soldiers.

Under their feet, there are millions of troops. These troops are soldiers and puppets of military strategists. Soldier puppets are spirits born in books, and soldiers are transformed into reality. They are a kind of terrifying killing weapon between reality and fiction. They are the real trump card of Makino Villa.

Even the kings of Burial State in the past dynasties did not know that such a mysterious trump card existed.

At this moment, Jiang Ye brought out all the soldiers and puppets and turned them into the main force of the Soldier Saint Family's Western Expedition.

The soldier puppets have their own characteristics of military tactics, and they perform various military tactics as soon as they appear. During the three hundred miles, they walked more smoothly than anyone else. However, when they approached the ancestral home of the military strategists, they still encountered strong resistance and a bloody battle. 20% of the soldiers were lost, and 30% of the 3,000 military masters were injured.

At this moment, the spring rain filled the air.

As soon as the spring rain arrives, the demon army fighting against the soldiers suddenly falls to the ground and melts.

Jiang Ye's head jumped: "The saint's method, could it be that the ancestor is here in person?"

He captured the endless holy power in the spring rain.

The three thousand elders behind him were all surprised...

With a swish sound, the figure in the sky fell to the ground. It was Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun's stunning face was covered with red clouds: "Grandpa, it's him! He has occupied Moye Pass and built the first Confucian Temple. What happened just now In the spring rain, there is his unique energy, and he uses the quasi-sage power of heaven to give this Confucian Temple great killing power. "

The Great Elder's eyes lit up: "In just one day, you conquered the first pass where the demons faced the Western Expedition: Moye Pass?"

The second elder said: "First elder, don't be suspicious. I just received a tip-off that the Da Cang Army broke through four lines of defense in one day and has already conquered Moye Pass."

The eighth elder said: "Holy Master, the ancestral land of the military strategists is now the base camp of the demon army. There are hundreds of demon kings, countless demon kings, and even several quasi-sages. The soldiers are useless against people above the demon king level. We three thousand It is difficult for people to take back the ancestral land, so it is better to ask him to take action. "

Jiang Ye frowned deeply: "This is the time of war. His Da Cang Army is not strong, so he cannot leave the Da Cang Army Camp."

"The concerns of the Holy Lord were indeed justified in the past, but today the situation has changed drastically." The Eighth Elder said: "The Great Cang Army has already advanced five hundred miles away, and the other twenty armies have not followed up. If we continue to move forward, we are in danger of going deep alone, and we need to wait for other troops. While waiting, he can come to help us. "

Jiang Ye was moved...

indeed so.

The 21st Army marched in simultaneously, and the Da Cang Army was currently at the forefront. If he didn't slow down his speed, he might have rushed directly into the enemy's hinterland, and without his companions following, It is equivalent to entering the enemy's nest alone.

This is a taboo in the art of war.

The best thing to do is to wait.

While waiting, he can first help the Bingsheng Family solve this problem.

When he leaves the military camp, he doesn't have to worry about problems with the Da Cang Army, because the Confucian Temple at Moye Pass has been erected, and it will kill three hundred miles as soon as it appears. With a radius of three hundred miles, what is the coverage area? Nearly three hundred thousand miles in radius!

In this area, all the demonic troops were cleared.

In the short term, no enemy, not even any demonic army, would dare to take a step forward.

Therefore, there is a possibility that he can come out!

If you ask others for help, the Bingshengsheng family may not be embarrassed, but asking him, there is no such thing! This is a comrade on the same line as the ancestor, and this is his real grandson-in-law.

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, and Jiang Yun's heart beat faster.

I'm going to meet my husband soon, I'm so excited...

The Eighth Elder said: "Fourth Miss, you have to contact him quickly. The Da Cang Army is currently in a rest period, and he can be free. As long as he knows this, I am afraid other forces will contact him overnight. If he is killed first If he escapes, we won't be able to find his people..."

"Other forces?" Jiang Yun said: "What other forces are there?"

"For example, the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, the Yaochi of the West, and the Ancient Kingdom of Nanyang. In a war, various complex patterns will exist, and wherever he goes, difficulties will turn around. Such people are needed by all armies in the current war. He is a human being, and the friendship between these three forces and him is probably not as good as mine..."

The eighth elder didn't explain clearly, but Jiang Yun understood everything.

He has a little wife from the Dragon Clan.

There is a Yaochi saint in Yaochi who is his little wife.

Is there one in Nanyang Ancient Kingdom too?

It can’t be that Princess Xingyue too, right? This little girl is still bald...

But in front of the father-in-law, are there any obstacles for those who are bare-headed?

Jiang Yun thought for a moment and nodded: "I'm going to Moye Pass!"

Jump into the air and grab the man...

At Moxie Pass, the spring rain gradually stopped. On the streets, all the flesh and blood of the demon army disappeared. Even those hidden demons who had just died in the spring rain had their blood and demonic energy cleaned cleanly by the spring rain. Because this spring rain is not spring rain in essence, but the power of literature and art.

Wen Dao's mighty power cleansed the whole city, and also left Wen Dao Qi in this city for the first time after spanning thousands of years.

Above the Confucian Temple, a moon rises high, adding a touch of the charm of a human city to the city.

In the Confucian Temple, Chang Shiba held up the green-glowing lyric manuscript in his hand, and sighed: "A lyric by the quasi-saint of heaven, the Confucian Temple slaughtered millions of demons! I understand your intention, brother. You want me to take this lyric manuscript and quickly build 3,000 Confucian Temples to completely realize the "conquer and occupy" on the road to the west!"

Conquer and occupy!

This is the meaning of the Confucian Temple.

Without the establishment of the Confucian Temple, the westward expedition is just a line, the line of the army's advancement, and with the Confucian Temple, it is the real possession. The Confucian Temple is set up in the area where the army conquers. The Confucian Temple is bounded by 300 miles. A Confucian Temple stands there, which means that the demons are not allowed to approach the area of ​​more than 20,000 miles centered on it.

Such a setting is absolutely unparalleled.

With such a setting, the territory of the demons will be quickly occupied by the human race, and the space for the demons' activities will be compressed piece by piece until the Heartless Sea!

"That's right..." Lin Su smiled and said, "You will probably be very busy next. In just one month, you will build 3,000 Confucian temples, an average of 100 per day. I have to mourn for you."

"One month?" Chang Shiba's eyes widened: "You actually set the long Western Expedition time to one month?"

"If time permits, I don't mind spending more time with them, but our time is limited after all, and there is not much time to waste." Lin Su said.

"Time is limited! Time..." Chang Shiba exhaled lightly: "The topic turns to the Wuxin Great Tribulation, which always makes people inexplicably depressed. After the Western Expedition, you are leaving, right?"

"Yes! I will step into the Wuxin Sea."

"After you leave, how will the wind and clouds in the three heavens... unfold?"

The wind and clouds in the three heavens...

Lin Su looked at the sky from afar. Today is June 26!

July 15th is coming soon!

After this day, the wind and clouds in the three heavens should also disappear...

But, this cannot be said to Chang Shiba, or even mentioned to anyone else.

"Next, you have your schedule, I have mine, we may not meet again!" Chang Shiba said: "Three cups of wine for the world, a pot of tea for the great cause, come, let's drink three cups of wine and then a pot of tea!"

Outside the Confucian Temple, the first floor was as clean as water, and on the roof, Xiaojiu and An Ye stood side by side.

The guest room has been tidied up, Xiaojiu did it herself.

When she did this, she deliberately avoided An Ye, doing it alone quietly, but An Ye still found out, and when he found out, An Ye didn't know what it felt like.

She knew Jiuer had been looking forward to this day for too long, and she also knew that Jiuer, as one of his earliest girlfriends, should do the same, but that was her husband...

Jiuer looked at the Confucian Temple and pouted: "Husband is really, after entering the Confucian Temple for so long, what is there to talk about with an old man?"

"Are you anxious?" An Ye rolled his eyes at her.

"No, how could it be? I have been calm for the past five years. My mother is amazed at my self-control. How could I be anxious? I am not anxious at all..." Xiaojiu licked her plump red lips gently: "Sister An Ye, you should go and rest first."

"Why? Are you worried that I will steal your husband?"

Xiaojiu was seen through by her and quickly explained: "Why are you like this? I just feel sorry for you being too tired during the day..."

"Yes, I am too tired during the day, so I can't be tired at night. I'm leaving!" An Ye stepped into the void and disappeared.

Xiaojiu looked at the direction where An Ye disappeared, and felt relieved. Husband, come out quickly, my room is ready. An Ye doesn't plan to "work hard" at night, I'll do it, I'm the nine-tailed fox, I can handle it...

As if hearing her call, Lin Su's chic figure appeared at the entrance of the Confucian Temple and took a step out...

At this moment, Xiaojiu seemed to have returned to the gate of the Bishui Sect that day...

That time, she finally got the chance to face the man she had admired for a long time alone, and performed the most wonderful encounter between a human and a fox. That time... was seven years ago!

Now, things have changed. He is a saint among humans.

She is a nine-tailed fox.

Compared with that day, their identities have long been completely different, but the most wonderful feelings are still waiting there...

No, not the same place, but a small step forward on the basis of that year - today he and she have no shackles on their heads...

She can give herself to him completely without worrying about being locked up in Qingtan for three years...

Suddenly, a tall figure fell from the sky and landed in front of Lin Su: "Brother, we have encountered a problem and want to talk to you..."

"Brother, what's the matter?"

The man is Qi Dong.

"Let's go to the commander's mansion to discuss in detail."

"Let's go!"

The two stepped into the air...

Jiu'er's heart jumped, and she was intercepted again!

What's wrong with you?

You can't do without him for everything?

Do you know how hard it is to wait for five years?

My room is ready...

She cast her eyes on Qi Dong's back.

Qi Dong felt a slight chill behind him, and shrank his neck and sighed: "This place outside the pass is different from the place inside the pass. Even in summer, there is a slight chill at night..."

The two entered the Commander's Mansion.

Lin Zheng, Qi Bei, Du Yuting, and Hong Ying were all there.

But there were only a few of them.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Lin Zheng stood up: "Third brother, there is something we have some disputes about, and I want to hear your opinion..."

"You say!"

Lin Zheng said...

Conquer Moye Pass, build a Confucian Temple, and within a radius of ten thousand miles, all traces of demons will disappear, and Moye Pass will be officially incorporated into the human territory.

But what about ordinary people in this world?

Some generals said that these humans were different from ordinary humans. They had lived in this world for thousands of years. Their ancestors had been slaves of the demons and had already become accomplices of the demons. They dug a big pit and buried them.

Some people also said that it was absolutely impossible! If the Western Expedition Army did such a thing, it would be too harmful to the harmony of heaven and inconsistent with the Holy Way.

Both sides' opinions could be put on the table.

The dispute between the two sides was also very heated.

The former put forward the military way as the basis. It is said that kindness cannot lead the army. The military way is to win the war as the first priority. There must be no woman's kindness. Once these disasters are left, they will definitely cause trouble in the rear, and the great cause of the Western Expedition may be ruined.

The latter insisted that the military way is also the way of humanity. If we don't talk about humanity at all, then what is the difference between us and the demons?

The views of the two sides were sharply opposed, and finally turned to Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng said: The Western Expedition was strongly promoted by my third brother. My third brother is still in the army. He will become a saint in the future. If becoming a saint requires holy merits, the Western Expedition will be one of his holy merits! Do you want my third brother's path to becoming a saint to be stained by killing innocent people?

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was silent.

No matter which faction, no matter what doctrine they hold in their hearts, they can't rebel against Lin Su.

The Western Expedition is as heavy as Mount Tai, and in their hearts, Lin Su's becoming a saint is a hundred times more important than Mount Tai.

They regard Lin Su as the soul of the army and as their reborn parents. How can they put Lin Su in an unjust and unkind situation? How can they ruin his path to becoming a saint?

Although Lin Zhengbing made a surprise move and threw out Lin Su's path to becoming a saint, ending the dispute, the inner differences are still there, and the problem in front of them is still there...

So, they decided to find Lin Su to seek the ultimate answer to this problem.

Facing this difficult question, Lin Su smiled faintly: "First of all, let's make a basic point clear. Don't consider my personal path to becoming a saint. My path to becoming a saint is completely beyond your cognition. Whether I have achieved sainthood or not is not important at all."

Lin Zheng frowned, meaning... you actually agreed to cut the grass and root it out? To eliminate the disaster?

Lin Su said: "Let's talk about the way of war! In the way of war, grass and trees can be soldiers, and people's hearts and opinions can also be soldiers. In the past, the Flying Dragon Corps had 100,000 people, marching north to Dajin and even to Dayu. Why could they fight more and more? The more they fought, the smoother they were? It was because we loved the people like our own children, because we held up the blue sky above our heads for the people of that world, and we were sincerely supported by the people. In the end, we harvested batches of soldiers, harvested military rations that the people were reluctant to eat, and harvested countless intelligence, and truly completed the strategic goal of conquering and occupying."

Du Yuting said: "When the Flying Dragon Corps entered the northern border, this general has never been absent. Wen What His Royal Highness said, I saw with my own eyes, and I was also filled with emotion. However, today's situation is still slightly different from the Northern Expedition. The land of the Northern Expedition is the old people of Jin, as well as the remnants of the three kingdoms of Chu, Lu, and Han. Those people are not our enemies. "

"Then what about the surrounding areas of Osumi Capital? What about the northern grasslands? Haven't those people also been working like cattle and horses for Li Chi for generations or even dozens of generations? Why did they quickly transform into good citizens in the north of our Da Cang Kingdom under our series of people-friendly policies? "

Du Yuting's eyes lit up...

Yes, when it comes to the Northern Expedition and the Western Expedition, many people are used to using "different" to distinguish them.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is no essential difference.

It's nothing more than one serving Li Chi's Li Dynasty, and the other serving the demon clan.

Lin Su said: "The Demonic Territory outside the Great Wall is 100,000 miles long, with more than 20 million demon army and countless monsters of all kinds. However, the largest population base is still the tens of billions of ordinary human beings enslaved by them. If we can gain the trust of these ordinary human beings, we will no longer be alone in the deep, but a benevolent army with hundreds of millions of allied forces! As long as the war goes to this step, the great cause of the Western Expedition can be settled in an instant!"

Everyone's eyes lit up. If they were people from other countries, they might still have doubts.

But they are all from the Great Cang Kingdom, and they have seen with their own eyes how magical the Northern Expedition is.

Lin Su said: "The Western Expedition is not only about conquering this territory, but more importantly, governing this territory. If the 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers become an uninhabited area, even the Confucian Temple cannot be established! In the future, the human coalition forces on the Wuxin Sea Defense Line will have no roots in the rear, and it will be difficult to sustain the war. Based on this, we need to pick up the fine style of the Northern Expedition again, believe in the masses, mobilize the masses, and rely on the masses! Make this Western Expedition a war to save the hundreds of billions of people outside the Great Wall!"