Chapter 290 Father and Son (1)
Good means.
Good magical power.
Lu Yi looked at Lu Yu.
It seems that this is Lu Qingyang's plan.
He left Lexi in the peach forest, not knowing what arrangements he had made.
And Lu Yu obviously wants to use the new army controlled by the Grand Marshal's Mansion to attack cities and capture Yincheng?
"What's next?" Lu Yi asked.
"Just wait." Lu Yu looked in the direction of the peach forest they had been to during the day. "When the Master takes action and leads away the evil spirits in the city, we will attack Yincheng in one fell swoop."
Lu Yi asked: "To quell the rebellion for Gaojing?"
Lu Yu blinked his eyes, looked at Lu Yi, shook his head, and said hesitantly: "It is likely that Xin Yin will remain unchanged for a period of time, right?"
Lu Yu lowered his voice and said, "Master, after all, they are also subjects of Dayin, so it is not easy to tear their faces against Dayin... But as for Xinyin... Hehe, Master may use its national fortune to do something."
Lu Yi smacked his lips.
He understood.
It's like when a couple is getting divorced and they break up completely, the husband keeps most of the family property, while the wife takes her people and runs away to start another business.
Lu Qingyang was like her husband's long-time housekeeper. He wanted to make some money, but was too embarrassed to go after the original mistress, so he set his sights on the former mistress who had divorced, separated from the family, and established her own business.
Uh...nothing wrong!
This operation may seem a bit coquettish, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.
"Do something..." Lu Yi put his hands behind his back and looked curiously at the small peach tree that was still growing taller in the central army tent: "The Grand Marshal followed the Master and did earth-shaking things, right?"
An unnatural look flashed across Lu Yu's face.
He laughed dryly: "It's not earth-shattering, but generally unknown, right? However, from today onwards, the Master's name will be known throughout the world, and we, his disciples, will also be able to rise to prominence."
"Oh!" Lu Yi opened a cabinet in the corner of the central army tent and took out several small jars of aged wine.
"It can be seen that Da Sima is a man with a story... As it happens, I have some good wine here. Um, there are also some braised pork elbows, braised pork heads, braised goose legs, pickled duck feet and so on."
Lu Yi smiled and shook the wine jar in his hand: "It's boring to wait here. If Da Sima is interested, let's drink. You tell me your story and I'll drink it!"
Lu Yu smiled and pointed at Lu Yi: "I didn't expect that Brother Le Huo is such an interesting person. Well, leave two junior brothers to watch over him, and other brothers, let's have a drink too... Tsk, this wine tastes good."
Lu Yi smiled brightly.
The two disciples of Lu Qingyang smacked their lips and walked out of the tent as if they didn't see anything and didn't feel annoyed.
The remaining ten disciples sat around Lu Yi and Lu Yu, smiling, eating meat, drinking wine, and chatting in low voices.
As expected, Lu Yu began to tell Lu Yi the story of how they had traveled around with Lu Qingyang to study over the years.
"Speaking of which, that hairy zombie was quite a figure. Looking at the inscriptions on the murals of his tomb, it was 100,000 years ago when he was buried... Well, not to mention anything else, it took us four full months just to locate the entrance to his tomb!"
In the peach forest.
Under several huge peach trees, Lu Qingyang also set up an altar.
The scale of his altar was many times larger than the one in Lu Yu’s central military tent.
Thick rhizomes of peach trees emerged from the ground, intertwining and forming a circular altar that was nine feet high and had nine floors.
The diameter of the highest level of the altar is nine zhang, and the diameter of the lowest level is thirty-six zhang.
Hundreds of young men and women in coarse robes, holding ancient flags of various colors, stood on the altar.
They gently waved the flags in their hands, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged all around. Streams of smoke shuttled through the vast peach forest, like great rivers, rolling up the starry sky.
Yes, the light of the stars in the sky shone down, and the starlight was like fireflies, supported by clouds and mist like river water, quickly shuttling and tumbling in the peach forest.
There were also sounds of wind, water, and the earth moving coming from all directions.
In the sky, it seemed as if a heavy metal chariot was rumbling past, and the dull pressure seeped down from the void little by little. Le Xi, who was sitting on the top of the altar, felt uncomfortable all over.
Above the altar, the shadow of a thousand-foot-tall peach tree with lush branches and leaves was looming.
The size of this peach tree is incredibly huge. It is a thousand-foot-tall ancient tree. It is really amazing how it can grow so huge.
If you look closely, you will see a huge, lifelike old man's face in the center of the trunk of this ancient tree.
At this moment, the old man had his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, with only his two nostrils opening and closing slightly.
On the bark of the old peach tree, the mottled bark is actually condensed from countless twisted runes. If you stare closely at the lines on the bark, endless illusions will emerge.
There are thunder in the sky and fire on the earth.
There was wind, rain and thunder.
There was a collapse of heaven and earth.
There are great changes in the world.
On the bark of an ancient peach tree, there appeared countless traces of the Tao that echoed the principles of the operation of heaven and earth.
Lu Qingyang was wearing a patched coarse cloth robe, holding a long sword that was green and transparent, like crystal, but was actually made of the essence of peach wood heart. He was walking slowly around the altar.
Every movement he made mobilized the tremendous power of heaven and earth.
Every breath he took caused the wind and clouds to surge around him.
Le Xi sat in the center of the altar, surrounded by nine young men holding flags.
Le Xi had a mortal body, so his eyes could not see, but above his head, the purple canopy of luck was like a black hole, constantly drawing purple air currents from the direction of Yincheng.
As the purple air currents continued to surge from the direction of Yincheng, the area covered by Lexi's purple air canopy expanded rapidly, the color became more brilliant, the luster more dazzling, and the texture of the purple air canopy gradually changed from loose air flow to a condensed water-like texture.
Lu Qingyang stopped what he was doing, walked up to Le Xi, and handed him an ancient, colorful dragon skin.
"This is a spiritual practice, 'Dragon Gate Leap'... Carefully observe the patterns on it and contemplate it seriously. I will explain it to you... and see if you can get started."
Le Xi happily took the dragon skin and looked carefully at the faintly visible patterns on the skin.
It was a pattern of a huge carp with a completely black body, trying its best to jump towards the top of a stone archway.
As soon as he saw the pattern for the first time, Le Xi felt his whole body shiver. It seemed that something in his mind was awakened, and a strange power grew in his mind.
Lu Qingyang began to chant the spell. After a secret spell, he began to seriously explain the mystery of the Longmen Leap Technique.
Lexi began to immerse herself in a strange state of visualization.
In his innate soul, a trace of strange spiritual power gradually grew, and the strands of spiritual power gradually merged and gathered, and gradually turned into a more magical and more powerful force.
Lexi began to grow up.
And the speed at which he drew luck from the direction of Yincheng also continued to increase.
At the beginning, Lexi was like a small water pipe as thick as a little finger, drawing water from a large lake.
As his spiritual power continued to increase, the thin water pipe quickly grew to the thickness of a wrist... a fist... a thigh...
In Yincheng City, there was an inexplicable breeze blowing slowly through many places.
The lights of the street shops flickered, and many people who were immersed in the nightlife shuddered for no apparent reason.
Old Blood God was also enjoying it.
He was in a palace with elegant and exquisite furnishings deep in the imperial city.
The soup in a three-legged bronze tripod was boiling. A white crane that had been chopped into small pieces was rolling in the soup, and the air was filled with an intoxicating aroma.
Under the bronze tripod, in the flames, was a shattered piece of the burnt-tail zither.
This zither... is also a very famous antique in Dayin. It was made by a zither-making master of the previous dynasty using extremely precious wood and taking several years to make it.
The sound of this Jiaowei zither is extremely beautiful, with sounds like dragon roars and phoenix howls.
After Le Wu became a general, the Le family was granted the title of Lezhou. The number of playboys in the family increased day by day. One year, a playboy of the Le family, in order to please a popular girl, ruthlessly destroyed the previous owner of the Jiaowei Qin and killed his whole family. Only then did he get the guqin.
Now the zither has been chopped into firewood and is burning brightly under the bronze tripod.
The old Blood God sat beside the bronze tripod, holding a large bowl, eating meat and drinking wine heartily, and spitting white crane bones all over the floor.
"Hehe, burning the piano and cooking the crane, this kind of thing is really interesting, very interesting!"
The Blood God old man smacked his lips and looked towards the sky of the Imperial City with a grin: "This Xin Yin... huh?"
He dropped the bowl and stood up.
There was a gleam of blood in his eyes as he saw a thick purple cloud rolling slightly above the imperial city. Wisps of purple air were constantly being drawn away, transforming into a long purple rainbow that streaked across the void and headed straight to the southeast.
There was a fierce light flashing in the old Blood God's eyes.
“Haha, I met a colleague? This Xin Yin’s destiny was determined by me… Once this Xin Yin’s destiny grows stronger, I will sacrifice it and I will be able to descend directly!”
"Someone dares to plot against my things? Hey, hey, where did this bastard come from?"
"You are simply asking for your own death!"
"Let's see, is this a native of Jishengtian, or some old friend, who has exhausted all his disciples and finally arrived?"
Old Blood God strode out of the hall.
At the entrance of the main hall, a group of young eunuchs and palace maids were serving respectfully.
The old Blood God glanced at them, grabbed a pretty little palace maid, opened his mouth and started sucking.
The little palace maid let out a miserable howl, and all her energy and spirit were sucked away in an instant. Her originally delicate and plump body exploded into a ball of ashes and flew away.
The young eunuchs and palace maids were so frightened that they fell to their knees, trembling and not daring to make a sound.
The old Blood God laughed loudly and said, "Hurry up and wash yourself. When I come back, I will enjoy you all! Hehe! No rouge or powder allowed... Human blood is meant to be fresh and natural. I can't stand the smell of those fragrances and spices!"
With a wild laugh, the old Blood God's body flashed and turned into hundreds of hazy blood-red figures that soared into the sky, whistling and sweeping up a large amount of cold wind, and flew straight towards the southeast peach forest.
