I became immortal in Tianzong Sword

Xu Guo's army had already appeared in the field of vision. Jiang Sibai looked at the nearby mountain pass, and then he and his teachers and nephews swung their swords without hesitation, and together they created a steep and steep slope, directly blocking the mountain pass.

"Look around, all the mountain roads are blocked, so that they have no way to enter."

This was his original idea, that is to let the other party quit in spite of difficulties.

The teachers and nephews did this very smoothly, and they managed to control the surrounding area.

At the same time, Jiang Sibai just stood on the mountain in front of him, showing no intention of avoiding it at all.

Wearing a black dress inlaid with gold thread, he stood majestically on the summit, looked down from afar at the Xu Guo army who was walking slowly but found that the road ahead was cut off, and then said in a clear voice: "The road ahead is broken, let's go back. "

General Xu looked up, and saw a handsome young man standing there calmly above the mound blocking the way, treating tens of thousands of Xu Guo soldiers like wolves and tigers as nothing.

I saw that he was handsome and handsome, and his eyes were like stars. Although he was wearing a black Taoist robe, he naturally had a kind of laziness and elegance emanating from his bones.

Anyone who looks at it will feel that he is a romantic person.

The general who led the army of Xu State said angrily: "Military and national affairs are not trivial, you wait for the monster way, don't let go of the road quickly!"

Jiang Sibai was not angry, but said calmly: "Are you humiliating me?"

The general was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Your Excellency?"

Jiang Sibai said: "Xilai Lord Jiang Sibai."

The general's expression changed at that moment.

Because he insulted a noble just now, and he was also a royal noble.

That's pretty shitty.

Because in this era, there are many rules among nobles.

All of them are decent people who really want to talk about the rules!

A word of disrespect, that is to directly draw a sword to kill, no one can say anything.

The same goes for meeting on the battlefield.

Both sides have to say hello to each other before fighting, and tell each other that they are ready to beat the drums together to start the war.

There has not been such a bad rule of "go all out, then decline, and three times" has not happened, so fighting now is really a war of gentlemen.

Xu Guo's general broke the rules, so he had no choice but to climb down from his horse at that time, then bowed respectfully and said: "I didn't know that Mr. Xilai was here, but Ji Shuge offended His Majesty, it is really a serious crime."

At this time, Ji Shuge was very disturbed.

According to the basic etiquette of nobles, his offense this time was very serious. If Jiang Sibai did not forgive him, he would even prepare to commit suicide after the war to thank the world.

In this way, he can be regarded as perfecting the aristocratic etiquette that he destroyed, so as not to embarrass himself.

As for why it was after the war, it was to complete the entrustment of the king, which was considered a workaround.

But Jiang Sibai didn't mean to kill him, he just waved his hand and said, "No wonder if you don't know, but this road won't work, why bother wasting your time here."

Ji Shuge's heart warmed slightly, and he felt the generosity of Mr. Xi Lai himself.

He clasped his fists again and said: "Mr. Xilai is benevolent, and Shu Ge is very grateful, but the last general will bear the great trust of the king after all, so he can only go against the request of the king."

Jiang Sibai nodded and said, "I understand your position, but since this is the case, let's each rely on our own abilities."

After the communication between the two sides is completed, this is a necessary battlefield etiquette.

Now that the ceremony is over, it is natural to get down to business.

However, Ji Shuge's method was even more particular than Jiang Sibai imagined, that is, he directly waved his army and retreated ten miles!

Before leaving, Ji Shuge replied: "Earlier, Shuge had no intention of offending Your Majesty, but fortunately, Your Majesty was kind and never blamed me. Now I retreat ten miles and do not attack for three days, it is to thank you."

So fastidious, so fastidious.

To tell the truth, Jiang Sibai is really reluctant to deal with the fastidious people of this era after being used to the intrigues of later generations.

It's so polite.

Seeing the army slowly receding again, Jiang Sibai actually felt sorry for those soldiers.

After all, a ten-mile mountain road is not as easy as walking on flat ground.

On the contrary, the teachers and nephews beside him all cast admiring gazes, after all, in their opinion, this time he, the 'little uncle', retreated from the army with one word, so handsome.

What's more, the things here are not a secret, and many casual cultivators around have also noticed the situation here.

Of course, it is impossible for them to appear directly on the battlefield, but it is still possible to use various secret methods to keep an eye on them.

Therefore, "Little Demon Monarch Retires Thousands of Troops by One Man" has probably become his famous work again, although he actually doesn't like this kind of fame at all.

When the army retreated, Jiang Sibai did not leave, but stayed on the mountain he had just created.

He fished out of the soap-colored bracelet, and took out a single sofa.

After all, the latex mattresses have been made, so it’s okay to have a comfortable sofa, right?

It's just that there was a foot pad originally, but as soon as the foot pad was taken out, Dabai, the round meat ball, lay on it directly.

It arched its back comfortably and said, "Big apprentice, you still know how to enjoy yourself."

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Sibai squinted his eyes, and then saw that the teachers and nephews around him were a bit of an eyesore.

He murmured: "If you change to be a beautiful maid, this is the real enjoyment."

After all, he is now surrounded by a group of muscular and muscular old men. He has no aesthetic feeling at all, but he feels a lot of security.

A group of old muscular men can't be idle, they especially like to practice the teachings of their elders.

Just like what Taoist Moshang taught them before: agriculture is the foundation of all industries.

Therefore, in addition to farming, they have also learned a lot of other skills one by one over the years.

It's like now, when Jiang Sibai is taking a nap, this group of old muscular men has already carried several logs up to build a tall building on the hillside for him!

These teachers and nephews are really caring, they feel that Jiang Sibai is a respectable person, a prince and aristocrat, so he can't eat the wind and drink the dew like them.

That's it, they really spent a day building a two-story building on the hillside.

The practitioner's ability once again made a perfect interpretation of what is called 'primary productive force'.

Jiang Sibai was full of helplessness and emotion when he saw the small building being erected.

The teachers and nephews are interested.

When the small building was completed, the teachers and nephews consciously invited him to the second floor of the small building, and then they stayed on the first floor.

This small building is not big, and it is estimated that the second floor is more than 30 square meters.

And it was empty with nothing.

Jiang Sibai moved the sofa to the pavilion and put it away, and then removed the wall panels on the four sides of the second floor, which turned into a rather spacious pavilion.

He looked at the beautiful scenery around him and suddenly felt it, then sat down cross-legged and set up the lyre, and just started playing.

The sound of the piano was melodious, and ten strong old men fell asleep listening to the sound of the piano.

They spread some hay casually on the first floor of the pavilion, and the ten of them lay on the ground without paying attention at all.

They are just old farmers. Where did they pay so much attention?

Jiang Sibai was feeling the gentle mountain breeze, immersed in his tune, when suddenly he heard snoring.

Well, the mood to play the piano is gone, but he just doesn't care much about it.

Dabai yelled next to him and said, "Big apprentice, how come your playing the piano is as drowsy as the old Taoist chanting scriptures."

Of course, they don't know yet that a group of dark shadows are preparing to attack them...