My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

On the sixth day of September, Houjin Royal Court, the door of the secret room.

Since Zongzheng Huachun and Ghost Swordsman agreed to fight in Bashan, Zongzheng Huachun entered the closed room to retreat, just to break through the shackles and reach the realm of the great master in one fell swoop.

Outside the secret room, Zong Zhengyue took the masters in the royal court, and the few remaining dharma kings of Houjin Daxueshan, sitting cross-legged at the door of the secret room, day and night, protecting Zongzheng Hua Chun day and night, so that no one else would disturb him. .

The day of the decisive battle is getting closer, but there is no movement in the secret room.

Everyone was waiting anxiously and patiently, knowing that Houjin's fate and their own fate were firmly tied to the people in the secret room.

At this moment, the stone door of the secret room loosened.

"Um!?"

Zong Zhengyue hurriedly stood up and looked over, and the rest of the people also looked over with their hearts pounding.

"Boom! Boom!"

The stone door of the secret room slowly opened, and Zong Zheng Huachun appeared in front of everyone.

Compared with the previous look, he didn't seem to have changed much, his hair was still gray and white, and the corners of his eyes were still full of wrinkles.

You must know that when you become a great master, the true qi in the body can be turned into true essence, and the true essence can cleanse the internal organs of the human body, making people's lifespan greatly increase and become younger.

But at this moment, Zongzhenghua Chun's face is the same as before, and he has not become younger. Could it be that he has not broken through to the great master?

Immediately, the hearts of the masters present sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Father!"

"Holy Lord!"

Zong Zhengyue and other Daxueshan experts hurriedly saluted Zong Zhenghua Chun.

"There is no need for such detention."

Zong Zhenghua Chun said indifferently: "This time I retreat is not without gain. I have completely integrated the spirit of the earth into myself, and my strength has made a huge breakthrough compared to before."

"Congratulations, Holy Master!"

Hearing Zong Zhenghua Chun say this, everyone present felt a little comfort.

Although Zongzheng Huachun failed to reach the realm of the great master, at least his cultivation base has greatly increased, and the ghost swordsman is also a master of the five qi. It is particularly clear who wins and who loses.

Zong Zhengyue sighed in her heart, but she still didn't have much optimism in her heart. Although Zong Zhenghua's Chunxiu has greatly increased, it is said that the ghost swordsman's strength has also increased greatly. Among the Qi masters, only Xiao Qianqiu escaped death, and the other five Qi masters all died, from which one can see the terrible strength of the ghost swordsman.

If Zongzheng Huachun breaks through to the great master, then this decisive battle will be foolproof, but if he does not break through to the great master, how much chance can Zongzheng Huachun have against the invincible sword fairy today?

Zong Zhenghuachun glanced at the master behind Zong Zhengyue, waved his hand, and said, "You guys are also tired this time, go back and rest first."

"Subordinates retire."

When everyone heard it, they got up and left.

Zong Zhengyue wanted to warn everyone not to reveal the news, but she found that Zong Zhenghuachun never said a word, and she didn't say anything. After all, Zongzhenghuachun would do everything well before. Is it a deliberate act?

Zongzheng Huachun asked, "How is the royal court recently?"

Zong Zhengyue clasped his fists and said, "Reporting to the king, everything is normal in the royal court. I killed some of the grass on the wall, and I also caught some secret agents of Dayan and the Demon Sect."

Zongzheng Huachun sneered: "Don't pay attention to them. After the battle of Bashan, we will clean up them."

It is impossible for everyone to swear allegiance to Houjin, and in this world, the grass is still in the majority.

Zong Zhengyue nodded slightly, then thought of something, and said: "After Zhao Zhiwu's death, Princess Anle became the new emperor under the support of the ghost swordsman, known as the emperor of Yongan. According to the information, she quickly took control. The power of the royal family and the temple, the ruthlessness of the wrist, the decisiveness makes people speechless."

When Zhao Zhiwu frequently summoned Zhao Xuening, Houjin's spies stared at Zhao Xuening. After all, she also hoped to succeed to the throne and become the princess of the Emperor Dayan.

The post-jin spies should pay attention to all the heirs who can become emperors.

The development of the situation at this moment also confirmed Houjin's speculation that the princess later defeated Zhao Zhongyin and became the Emperor of Dayan.

If only relying on the ghost swordsman, the temple aspect cannot be solved so easily. Obviously, this new human emperor has her iron-blooded means to solve the civil and military officials in the temple quickly.

Zongzheng Huachun narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhao Zhiwu is not simple. He obviously has a deep meaning for leaving this Princess Anle. What is the strength of this princess?"

Zong Zhengyue thought for a while and said, "Before she was a waste of martial arts, she didn't focus on it, and she has never seen her shot since she ascended the throne."

Zong Zhenghua Chun said indifferently: "Zhao Zhiwu is an old fox, he likes to keep a hand when he does things, even if this Princess Anle has no cultivation, he must have other means to protect the royal family, the remains of the great master will give birth to a spirit of heaven and earth, This is not really priceless, I don't know where the spirits of the world are going."

Everyone's position is different, so everyone's treasures are different. An identity like Zongzheng Huachun believes that the spirits of heaven and earth are extremely precious, so you can peep at the preciousness of the spirits of heaven and earth.

The spirits of heaven and earth are the real essence of heaven and earth, and they were usually contained in the heaven and earth.

Nowadays, there are very few heaven and earth in this world, and there is no such thing as a heaven and earth spirit. Only the remains of the great master will give birth to a wisp of heaven and earth spirit.

Zong Zhengyue nodded, the person selected by Zhao Zhiwu, this emperor is an emperor who likes to play with power very much, and it is definitely not that simple.

Zongzheng Huachun looked towards the south, thinking of that sword for some reason, as if a flame was burning in his heart.

This swordsman has never been defeated so far, just like the world has not been unified yet, for him, it is something that no one else has ever done.

The road has to be taken step by step, and the barriers have to be crossed one by one.

Zong Zhengyue thought of something, and lost his voice: "Father, won't the spirit of heaven and earth be given to the ghost swordsman?"

If the ghost swordsman obtains the spirits of heaven and earth, plus his own accumulation, will his cultivation level break through to the great master?

Thinking of this, a drop of cold sweat appeared on Zong Zhengyue's forehead.

Zongzheng Huachun shook his head and said, "Impossible, the ghost swordsman is not someone Zhao Zhiwu believes in, but someone he is afraid of. How could he give this incomparably precious heaven and earth spirit to the ghost swordsman?"

When Zong Zhengyue heard this, he was slightly relieved.

That's right, Ghost Swordsman is from the Demon Sect, Zhao Zhiwu was very afraid of Demon Sect before, how could he give the spirits of heaven and earth to Ghost Swordsman?

"Go out for a walk, this king wants to see the royal court."

Zongzheng Huachun opened the mouth and said, and walked towards the secret room.

"Yes!"

At this moment, Zong Zhengyue saw a light in Zong Zhenghua Chun's eyes. Although the light was fleeting, it was discovered by Zong Zhengyue.

Jade Capital City, the lobby of Lu Mansion.

An Jing sat in the guest seat, holding the famous tea that Lu Mansion had used to entertain the distinguished guests in his hand, and then took a sip.

Tomorrow is going to leave for Houjinba Mountain. On this last day, An Jing wants to come and see this former Confucian first person and solve some doubts in his heart.

Soon, an old figure came out from the back hall.

"Elder Lu."

An Jing slowly got up and clasped his fists at the old man.

Since the Wen Palace was broken, Lu Guoyong's whole person was much older than before, especially because he was very old, and now his face was full of twilight.

From ancient times to the present, the twilight of heroes has always been one of the most sad things.

But An Jing could see a different feeling in the twilight, and he couldn't help but lift his spirits.

"sit."

Lu Guoyong sat on the main seat and said with a smile, "I knew for a long time that your kid would come."

An Jing also sat down and said, "Every time I want to come, Elder Lu seems to know that I really thought that Elder Lu had a pair of eyes beside me."

"Ha ha ha ha."

When Lu Guoyong heard An Jing's words, he couldn't help laughing.

An Jing did not smile, his expression was somewhat serious.

Lu Guoyong smiled and shook his head, "You are such an interesting little guy."

An Jing asked, "Isn't it?"

Because of Tan Yun's relationship, and the old man in front of him showed a hint of friendliness to An Jing and his old body, An Jing gradually let down his guard, but the old man in front of him had been in charge of Dayan Chaotang for 60 years, the giant of the Fengyun Temple. The blood on the top is much more than that of An Jing's simple murder.

One of his students is the master of the Demon Sect, and the other is the master Zhao Tianyi.

And Lu Guoyong himself had fought against three masters of the Five Qi, and even killed one of them. If it wasn't for Hee Havard's speciality, if Qin Fan had stayed decisively to protect Qi Xuandao, maybe all three of them would have died.

In front of this old man with his feet in the soil, he is not simple.

Lu Guoyong shook his head and said, "Of course not."

An Jing said, "If Old Man Lu says it's not right, then it's not right."

Lu Guoyong said quietly: "You think too much. Smart people in this world will make a fatal mistake, which is to think too complicated about one thing."

An Jing said calmly, "The younger generation is not smart but the younger generation will think a lot."

Lu Guoyong said slowly: "It's not good to think too much. It's better for people not to have too many distracting thoughts, and to follow the steps step by step, just like the sun rises every day, and people eat, drink, and breathe every day."

An Jing said indifferently: "So, is it a walking dead without a thought?"

Lu Guoyong picked up the teacup and said seriously: "You are wrong, the happiest time is when people know less."

Knowing too much is not always a good thing, no matter who it is.

"What Lu Lao said is right, so I never want to get to the bottom of some things."

An Jing nodded noncommittally and said, "But there are some things I want to ask more clearly. Can Mr. Zhou represent Old Man Lu now?"

Lu Guoyong said: "Zhou Xianming is Zhou Xianming, this old man is an old man, he has his own way to go, and he can only represent himself."

An Jing said lightly, "But I feel that Mr. Zhou seems to be following the path that Old Man Lu wants to walk."

Today's Zhou Xianming unknowingly succeeded Lu Guoyong's position above the court, and gradually became the first person in the Confucian sect and the confidant of the Emperor Yong'an.

Zhou Xianming's development has been so smooth, and his career can be said to be on the rise. Although Zhou Xianming is very talented, it is impossible for him to become an important official in the court and the opposition in such a short period of time. There must be a huge driving force in this.

Everyone knew it was Lu Guoyong, but everyone ignored Lu Guoyong, thinking that Zhou Xianming was just his promoted heir.

But in An Jing's view, it is not as simple as an heir.

The establishment of a martial arts institute is actually controlling the rivers and lakes. Zhou Xianming, a big-handed man, may have had an epiphany from the conversation before An Jing, but he could not have such courage and ability alone, even with the support of the royal family.

And who is behind this?

An Jing thought about it, and only thought of one person, that is the first person in the Confucian sect who shattered the Wen Palace.

Everything Zhou Xianming did was only supported by Lu Guoyong.

Zhou Xianming is the will of the old man in front of him, or to put it simply, Zhou Xianming is his puppet.

This ambitious first person of Confucianism wants to completely destroy the rivers and lakes, or recruit the entire rivers and lakes for his own use, and complete the reform through the ages.

Lu Guoyong looked at An Jing and said indifferently, "That's the path he chose, everything depends on the old man's five senses."

An Jing nodded and stood up slowly, "The junior understands, since the doubts in his heart have been resolved, the junior will leave."

With that said, An Jing walked out of the lobby.

Lu Guoyong looked at An Jing's back until he completely disappeared from sight.

After a while, Lu Fang walked in and whispered, "Father, An Jing is gone."

Lu Guoyong still looked at the direction An Jing was leaving, and said softly, "Do you know what a sword is?"

Lu Fang knew that there was a deep meaning in these words, and shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

Lu Guoyong exhaled a long breath and said, "The sword has two sides, both of which are cutting edges. Sometimes they hurt the enemy, sometimes they hurt themselves."

Lu Fang asked, "Dad said An Jing?"

Lu Guoyong nodded and said, "This sword is the biggest variable."

When Lu Fang heard this, his face changed slightly, but he quickly recovered, "Father, what do you mean?"

Lu Guoyong slowly stood up and took a few steps out of the lobby.

"A sword is a sword after all, and it must be in the hands after all."

Lu Mansion, backyard.

Tan Yun squatted on the stone pier, holding a box of pastries wrapped in kraft paper in his hand, eating happily.

"Wow!" "Wow!"

The little black boy stared at the cake, constantly pulling on Tan Yun's pleated skirt.

Li Fuzhou stood aside and said angrily, "Look at you now, are you sitting or not, are you eating or not?"

Tan Yun glanced over and muttered, "It's better my uncle, he never talks about me, you guys keep nagging all day."

"What did you say?"

Li Fuzhou frowned.

Tan Yun blinked his eyes and said, "I didn't say anything."

Li Fuzhou glanced at Tan Yun, then turned to the distant sky with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, a figure walked slowly from a distance.

"Uncle!"

When Tan Yun saw the person coming, he immediately rushed over.

An Jing looked at Tan Yun, who was jumping and jumping, and couldn't help but smile: "Look, your mouth is full of food."

Li Fuzhou also came over, "Uncle."

An Jing nodded slightly and said, "Well, I've said everything that needs to be said."

Li Fuzhou's eyelids jumped and he nodded calmly.

This fleeting scene, if other people would not pay attention to this scene, but An Jing saw it very clearly, and couldn't help saying: "Third Master, it seems that you are very curious about what you said to me, Mr. Lu?"

Li Fuzhou said, "Curiosity doesn't count. If my uncle wants to say something, Li will also listen."

An Jing said: "Elder Lu said that you are his good student and his most proud student."

Hearing this, Li Fuzhou laughed dumbly and said, "The teacher wouldn't say such a thing."

An Jing asked back, "Then what do you think Old Man Lu would say?"

Li Fuzhou didn't hesitate and said, "The teacher is not a talkative person, he won't say anything."

An Jing patted Li Fuzhou on the shoulder and said, "He really didn't say anything."

Li Fuzhou glanced at An Jing's movements, but he sighed deeply in his heart and didn't speak any more.

At this time, the atmosphere gradually became subtle.

Tan Yun, who was next to him, seemed unaware of this delicate atmosphere, and while teasing the little black boy, he said, "Uncle, are you going to Houjin? Can I go with you this time?"

Li Fuzhou immediately shouted sternly: "Nonsense! What are you doing? Just stay at home honestly."

Seeing Li Fuzhou being so stern, Tan Yun immediately shrank his neck and whispered, "Aren't I worried about Uncle?"

She really wanted to watch this decisive battle. She didn't care about the situation that everyone in the world was concerned about, she only cared about An Jing's safety.

An Jing chuckled, "Wait for me to come back."

Li Fuzhou snorted coldly, "Don't follow secretly, you will only add to the chaos."

Others might not follow him, but Tan Yun, such a bold and heartless person, might even secretly follow him even if he warned him a thousand times.

"I see, Master."

Tan Yun opened his mouth, lowered his head and said, "You can rest assured, uncle, this time I will definitely not cause trouble for you."

An Jing chuckled lightly, stroked the bun on Tan Yun's head, and said, "No, I never felt that you caused me trouble."

Hearing this, Tan Yun suddenly felt a warm current flooding into his heart.

It seems that only the uncle has never despised himself or considered himself a trouble.

Seeing this, Li Fuzhou sighed in his heart.

Zhao State, Cloud Tower.

On the top of the towering tower, the wind was cold.

Yunta is the holy place of Zhao State, so the top of the pagoda is the holy place among the holy places. Few people have come to the top of the pagoda. A place outside.

This is a small Qionglou. At this time, blood energy floated out of the Qionglou, dyeing the surrounding clouds into a red.

From time to time, a shrill sound came from it.

On the ground in the middle of the building is a huge stone slab with grooves in it, nine bends and eighteen loops. At this time, yellow blood is flowing in the groove, and the source of the blood is a strange beast.

The alien beast looked like a fox, with horns on its back and yellow fur.

This unusual beast is the beast of Zhao State, Cheng Huang.

The blood of riding the yellow is extremely precious, and it can greatly increase the lifespan of the person, and the person who captures the riding yellow is not someone else, but the old man of the ten directions in the rivers and lakes, that is, the immortal.

At this moment, he was holding a short knife in the palm of his hand, and was constantly pouring the blood of Cheng Huang.

These yellow blood quickly filled the groove, Qianqiu Immortal threw Cheng Huang out when he saw this, Cheng Huang wailed, gave Qianqiu Immortal a terrified look, and cautiously crawled towards the distance .

Qianqiu Immortal no longer paid attention to Cheng Huang, but directly opened his clothes, only to see that his chest was covered with dense scars, looking extremely ferocious.

Even some wounds can clearly see the white-painted bones.

Ordinary people suffered such injuries, not to mention standing up, I am afraid that they would have died ten times or eight times.

At this moment, yellow lights were suddenly released from the groove. These lights seemed to have spirituality, and they kept rushing towards Qianqiu Undead's chest.

Under the shroud of this yellow light, the blood of the ferocious wound started to stop gradually, and the wound that originally exposed flesh and blood began to heal.

After dozens of breaths, Qianqiu Undead let out a sigh of relief, and then gently closed his shirt.

"teacher."

Seeing this, Qi Xuandao whispered, "Has your injury not healed yet?"

Still remember when he saw the injury for the first time, he was also shocked, can a normal person really be so badly injured?

This only shows that the teacher in front of him is not a normal person at all.

Qianqiu Immortal said indifferently: "My injury was left by the killing of four great masters. These great masters all took a desperate blow before they died, especially the Taoist master of Xuanmen, it is not so easy to heal. "

Even Qi Xuandao felt a chill in his heart, from the injuries one could see how fierce the battle between Qianqiu Immortal and those master masters was.

Qi Xuandao thought of something and said worriedly: "Teacher, it is said that another great master has appeared in Suolongjing."

Even if the Dayan Dynasty blocked the news, there was no airtight wall in the world, and the news that Wang Yangsheng wanted to forcefully break into the Longjing was still known to the Black Ice Terrace.

Qianqiu Immortal said indifferently: "What's his name?"

He has seen too many great masters, no matter how talented he is, and no matter how powerful he is.

So when he heard that a great master appeared, he could keep the wind calm and calm.

Qi Xuan said, "Wang Yangsheng."

"It was him."

Qianqiu Immortal pondered for a few breaths, and then said: "I have seen this person before. At that time, he wanted to rebel and overthrow the Great Qin Emperor and seize the spirit of the Earth Vein in the hands of the Great Qin Emperor, but he failed in the end. I didn't expect that he did not die. "

When Qi Xuandao heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly realize, "It turned out that he was for the spirit of the earth vein!"

In historical records, Wang Yangsheng was a rebel, but historical records recorded that he launched a coup d'état for the throne of the emperor, and was finally overshadowed by the emperor of Qin, and became a speck of dust under the rolling wheel of history.

Qianqiu Immortal sneered: "Through the ages, the great masters have been for the spirit of the earth veins, is it for the easily-obtained throne?"

In his opinion, the so-called throne cannot be easily obtained, and the spirit of the earth vein is the thing that grabs the heavens and the earth.

Qianqiu Immortal said: "When the spirit of the earth veins is not fully mature, anyone who holds it is a hot potato. Since this is the case, this old man will not take it. When it finally matures, just pick this fruit."

Qi Xuandao said with some worry: "Now Hee Harvard, Wang Yangsheng and other two great masters, as well as the Dayan Royal Family and many other masters of light and darkness are all eyeing Suolongjing. Teacher, you are seriously injured and have not healed. It's time."

There are many masters in the world. If Qianqiu Immortals did not have any injuries during their heyday, it would be no problem to face a group of masters, but now Qianqiu Immortals suffered such serious injuries, how could they compete with the world's heroes?

Qianqiu Immortal said calmly: "Don't worry, when that time comes, the teacher will naturally regain his full strength."

A trace of shock flashed in Qi Xuandao's eyes, "Is there a way for the teacher to restore his full strength?"

How terrible would it be if this great master who had beheaded countless masters in history could regain his prosperous strength?

Qianqiu Immortal said slowly: "The old man can have a hunch that the spiritual maturity of the Earth Vein is getting closer and closer, and now all I have to do is look at the third child."

"That ghost swordsman is a hidden danger."

Qianqiu Undead's voice sank slightly. Even the five-qi master in his twenties was surprised, especially the recent beheading of the five-qi master, which made his heart even more uneasy.

A swordsman who can be called a sword fairy is invincible in the same realm as a master. If he reaches the realm of a great master, he will not be able to pose a certain threat to himself at that time.

Qi Xuandao pondered for a while, and said, "The third child absorbed the thoughts of the spirit of the earth veins, and it shouldn't be difficult to reach the realm of the great master."

"The old man is still worried. The layout of the millennium is for the present, and there must be no sloppyness and mistakes."

Qianqiu Immortal took a deep breath and said: "You go to Houjinba Mountain immediately, and you must take a shot at the most critical moment to give the ghost swordsman a fatal blow. I only need one result, that is, he will die."

Qianqiu Immortal said at the end, almost word by word, his tone was always very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

For thousands of years, he has been doing one thing, that is, waiting for the maturity of the leyline spirit to kill the existence that can threaten him.

In his opinion, there is only one person who can threaten him now, and that is Hee Harvard from Buddhism. This master is like a living Buddha. He is extremely powerful, but he has a way to deal with him. Secondly, it is not Wang Yangsheng who suddenly appeared. But the ghost swordsman.

Originally, he was not worried about this talented swordsman who was born out of nowhere, but until the swordsman reached the Five Qi Grandmaster at an amazing speed, and killed several Five Qi Grandmasters one after another, he finally felt a hint of danger.

It is his creed to plan ahead and take precautions before it happens.

Qi Xuandao took a deep breath and said, "I'll leave now."

After speaking, Qi Xuandao turned and walked outside.

After all, Zhao State was very far away from Houjin, and the time for Zongzhenghua Chun and Ghost Swordsman to fight was imminent.

Qianqiu Immortal looked at the back of Qi Xuandao leaving, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Nanping Road, the border between Nanman and Yan Kingdom.

The hazy distant mountains are shrouded in a layer of veil, and the shadows are chaotic, and they are far and near in the misty cloud and smoke, if they are far away. It's like a few strokes of light ink, smeared on the blue sky.

The Lord of the Southern Barbarians stood on the top of a mountain in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

He is a sentimental person. Looking at the lonely cloud at the moment, he can't help but think of the scene when he was smug and took the ten great wizards of Nanban out of the mountain. He never thought that all ten great wizards were killed by Xiao Qianqiu alone.

The strength of this Great Yan national teacher made him feel shocked.

Those were ten great wizards. Compared to the weak Nanman, they were 70% of the masters.

The Lord of the Southern Barbarians suddenly woke up at this time. Today, the situation in the world is still changing and turbulent, and he took action too early.

That is, because of his wrong judgment, Nanman Banbu has already stepped into the point of no redemption.

Now that the great masters are appearing frequently, how can the Nanman be able to stand up and down in these forces?

"From the month."

The Lord of the Southern Barbarians said softly.

"exist."

A woman came over, and the woman had a shriveled figure, timid and shy. What a charming move. The most is that look back and smile, all kinds of style around the brow.

She is Cong Yue, the daughter of the great wizard of Nanman from the beginning.

The Lord of the Southern Barbarians said, "The decisive battle between Ghost Swordsman and Zongzheng Huachun is about to begin, right?"

Cong Yue nodded and said: "Many masters in the world have gone by the wind and occupied the land of Bashan. It is said that the teahouses and wine shops have already opened there."

Now the world's masters gather in Bashan, just to witness the battle between the post-jin master and the ghost swordsman.

One of them is the first master of Dayan, and the other is the first master of Houjin. It is no exaggeration to say that the battle between the two basically determines the national fortune of the two countries, and also affects the situation in the world today.

The Lord of the Southern Barbarians sighed and said, "It's really interesting."

Cong Yue asked curiously, "My lord~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Have you met Zong Zhenghua Chun?"

The Lord of Nanman fell into memory and said, "I saw him once many years ago, and his popularity is indeed very extraordinary."

Cong Yue continued to ask, "Has the lord ever seen a ghost swordsman?"

The Lord of Nanman shook his head and said, "No, Ghost Swordsman has only debuted for three years."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Ghost Swordsman has only debuted for three years.

Cong Yue said with emotion: "It is said that he is very young. I don't know how young he is."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Nanman, and then he said slowly: "Go, let's go to Bashan to see this extraordinary decisive battle."

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