Outside of Time

time flies.

Three days flew by.

The seventh prince's army heading to the county capital also gathered together in the early morning of the fourth day and began to travel.

Xu Qing, the captain, and Kong Xianglong were all in the crowd.

As the army moved forward and gradually moved away from the defense line, Xu Qing looked back to the northwest in the army.

In the past two months, he has experienced a lot of things here and seen too much life and death.

In the silence at this moment, there were many monks looking to the northwest like him. Most of these people were sword holders from Fenghai County.

After a long time, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze and looked ahead at the four-clawed golden dragon surrounded by hundreds of black dragons between heaven and earth.

In the mist, even if only a little bit of its huge body is exposed, it gives people a sense of sanctity, not to mention the sitting figure of Luan Jiazhong on it.

The people on the earth, including Xu Qing, are as insignificant as clouds and mud compared with this noble person who is above the nine heavens.

Xu Qing remembered what the teacher once said when he was a child in the slums.

"What is a big shot? It's actually very simple. When you look up in the crowd, you can clearly see him and remember him, because in your eyes, whether you like it or not, he is the only one.

And his eyes scanned the crowd, but he couldn't see you clearly, and he couldn't remember you in the vast crowd. Then, he was a big shot. "

"So, when you do it and the city lord pays special attention to you when he passes by us, and pays attention to you, then you will be considered a big shot."

Xu Qing remembered these words very clearly at the time. After that, the broken face of the god opened his eyes. When he sneaked into the city lord's mansion to search for cultivation techniques, he did indeed make the city lord who turned into a corpse and refused to rest in peace, reflected in his godless and dim pupils. figure.

At this moment, he glanced at the seventh prince in the clouds, withdrew his gaze, and followed the army forward with an expressionless face.

A few hours later, the army arrived at the large teleportation array that had been built. During the continuous teleportation, Xu Qing's figure, together with his comrades around him, disappeared in the shining sea of ​​light.

When he appeared, he was already outside the familiar county capital after two months of absence.

Not all armies can enter the county capital.

Xu Qing and many sergeants could only wait on the ground around the county capital city.

Only a few were qualified to accompany the seventh prince and be transported to the county capital.

Standing on the ground of the county capital, Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the county capital above. When he heard the huge cheers coming from that familiar capital.

The sound was deafening, echoing around the world.

The sky exudes auspicious colors and shines brightly, and the three major palaces release bright lights as a foil.

In the county capital city that Xu Qing could not see, all the houses were hung with ribbons for sale. A street leading directly from the governor's house to the teleportation array was renamed Prince Road.

This street was decorated with lights and colorful flowers, and was greeted by countless human beings on both sides. The cheers spread in all directions.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

When the gongs and drums were noisy and everyone was celebrating, the county magistrate led a group of people in the county capital, including the Near Immortal Clan and the Holy Demon Clan, as well as many ancestors of foreign races. As the formation shone, and at the moment when the figure of the seventh prince appeared, they respectfully A bow.

"Meet the Seventh Prince!"

In the sky, a four-clawed golden dragon swallowed red clouds, its light shone brightly, and on the earth, the seventh prince walked out with a smile and faced everyone.

Suddenly, the noise reached its peak.

But all this has nothing to do with Xu Qing.

Xu Qing stood silently in the army outside the county capital, listening to all this.

It was not until a long time ago that a decree was passed into the army, allowing the imperial army to camp on the spot and move on their own, and the sword holders in the former western theater finally waited for the order to return to freedom.

Thereafter, they do not need to go to the battlefield except at certain times.

This order came from the county magistrate and the deputy palace master of the Sword Holding Palace. With their entreaties, the prince thought that it was not easy for the sword holder, and he felt special.

Xu Qing left the army and returned directly to his sword pavilion without going anywhere.

The moment he stepped in, he didn't take off his armor, nor did he meditate. Instead, he lay on the bed and fell asleep instantly.

I slept until dusk the next day.

The moment he woke up, there was already a large amount of information in his jade slip and command sword.

Because jade slips are not allowed to transmit information on the battlefield and are blocked, they can only communicate with each other on jade slips after returning to the county capital.

"Xu Qing, I couldn't contact you before. It wasn't until I saw your senior brother today that I breathed a sigh of relief and knew that you were fine. Old man, I went back with the Wood Spirit Tribe first. The place in the county capital is a little different from what we thought before. This The Wood Spirit Tribe suffered heavy losses in the first battle, and I also narrowly escaped death... Please go back to the Wood Spirit Tribe when you have time, Ling'er is about to wake up."

This is the old man from Banquan Road.

"Xu Qing, wake up and drink with me."

This is Kong Xianglong.

"Junior brother, tell me when you wake up and I will come to get you the Tao Fruit."

This is the captain.

"Xu Shuling, you have to be careful. I received information in the county that the foreigners who were frightened by you have signed a letter saying that you are destroying the unity of Fenghai County. Although this matter has been suppressed by the county magistrate, you should pay attention. "

This is youth.

Xu Qing simply replied a few words, put down the jade slip, stretched, took off his armor, waved his hand, and countless rain and mist gathered all over his body, quickly cleaning his body.

The reason why there was no tidying up on the battlefield was that it was meaningless on the one hand, and on the other hand the thick smoke and the smell of death were invading. In such an environment, unless you are a mysophobic, you would not repeat this action all the time.

After cleaning, Xu Qing put on a new Taoist robe, and the captain, who also looked brand new, came with expectations.

On the battlefield before, Xu Qing told the captain that he only took part of the Dao Guo with him and put a lot of it in the county capital.

When they met at this moment, Xu Qing took out a storage bag from the storage compartment of Jiange and threw it over before the captain could say anything.

"Half for each person." Xu Qing said calmly.

The captain suddenly became very happy.

"That's enough, haha. I can finally redeem the Daogu Fengzheng Order. Little Ah Qing, let me tell you, I came to the county to work hard to obtain military merit, all for this!"

Satisfied, the captain put the storage bag into his arms, his eyes fell on Xu Qing, and he spoke with a smile.

"Little Ah Qing, do you want to exchange it for a life lamp? Daoguo's military merits are enough, and the battle merits are also decentralized. Look how many battle merits you have obtained? I have four fifth-level merits and two third-level merits. !”

Hearing this, Xu Qing took out his command sword and checked it.

"Xu Qing, the sword holder, has been certified by the Sword Holding Palace and verified by the Department of Military Discipline. In the battle of Fenghai County, he won the second-level military merit once, the third-level military merit four times, the fourth-level military merit seven times, and the fifth-level military merit eleven times. "

Xu Qing was stunned, he didn't expect so much.

"Haha, quite a few. I heard that the deputy palace master of the Sword Holding Palace personally submitted it. Basically everyone has it." The captain said with a smile, then looked around and whispered.

"You should go to bed when you come back. Let me tell you, little Aqing, a lot of things have happened since yesterday. After the seventh prince came, the layout of the county capital has changed."

"The three generals under his command who hold the Sword Palace, the Fengxing Palace, and the Silu Palace are also the palace masters."

"There are also four great elders from the sword-wielding court who have been recorded for their faults, as well as our Yinghuang state. There are many reasons. One of them is that the prisoner was lost. That bitch Youjing actually did not hesitate to be seriously injured on the battlefield even if her cultivation level fell. Go and break the shackles by force and escape in the chaos."

"There are also the Near Immortal Tribe and the Holy Demon Tribe. The two tribes changed their status from the covenant with the human race. I don't know what means these seven princes used. In one day, they voluntarily became the dependent tribe of the human race in Fenghai County."

"In addition, more than 400 foreign tribes have chosen to increase their annual tribute and hand over their military power."

"Stop talking, I'm going to exchange something. By the way, little Aqing, the county magistrate has already informed that a county funeral will be held tomorrow to honor the county governor, the three palace masters who died in the war, and all the sacrificed soldiers."

Xu Qing watched the captain go away. He stood outside the sword pavilion and looked around. The county capital that he was obviously familiar with had now become vaguely unfamiliar.

Everything is different.

Xu Qing suddenly missed Qixuetong and his master.

After a while, he bought a few bottles of wine in the county capital and went to Kong Xianglong's sword pavilion.

Kong Xianglong was drinking alone. After seeing Xu Qing, he grinned and tried to smile, but he couldn't. Finally, he picked up the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

Xu Qing stood by silently, drinking with Kong Xianglong, and neither of them spoke.

Until the night passed and the sky outside showed a glimmer of light, Xu Qing spoke softly.

"Brother Kong, the county funeral is about to begin."

Kong Xianglong raised his head silently, and for a long time, he spoke in a low voice.

"Xu Qing, wait for me outside."

Xu Qing nodded and walked out of the sword pavilion.

Not long after, when the door of Jiange was opened and Kong Xianglong walked out, there was no stubble on his face and no smell of alcohol on his body.

The neat white sword-wielding Taoist robe made him vaguely feel like he had returned to a time before the war.

"The old man has never let me call him grandfather, and I am too lazy to call him. I have been living alone since I was a child." Kong Xianglong said softly.

"But... this old man is a stern person. If he saw me so drunk before, he would probably have a straight face and curse again. Although he can't reprimand him now, I still want to make him happy. "

"Do you think so, Xu Qing?" Kong Xianglong looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing nodded slightly.

Kong Xianglong took a deep breath and walked forward.

Xu Qing and him left the sword pavilion together. As the bells of the county capital echoed, and the entire county was filled with solemnity, they arrived at the county capital and...right in front of the statue of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of monks were standing there.

The Sword-holding Palace, the Fengxing Palace, the Silu Palace, and the county monks are all included.

There are more figures arriving rapidly from all directions, some with missing limbs, some with unrecovered injuries, some with red eyes, and some with suppressed grief and anger.

They are all monks who survived hundreds of battles in the Western Theater.

On the ground, the imperial army walked out, bowing their heads in silence.

In the capital, every household instinctively walked out. Men, women, old and young, silently looked at the statue of the ancient emperor Xuanyou.

At this moment, on the northwest front, all the monks and sword holders from various states in Fenghai County who had not returned put down everything and faced the direction of the county capital, with infinite sadness in their expressions.

The human sects who had served in the Western War Zone and returned to various states all rang their sect bells at this moment, echoing in every state, echoing in all directions, and echoing around the world.

All counties are in mourning together.