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Chapter 1428: Seizing the Bridge and Blowing Up the Waterway (XIX) [Seeking a Monthly Ticket]

The mage was surprised.

After a little thought, he knew that this group of people must have sneaked up and attacked while the front-line firepower was diverted. The handsome young man in front of him was full of righteousness, the kind of person it was difficult to have a bad impression of. The mage estimated Yun Ce's appearance and age, and then associated it with the intelligence he had read about Kangguo, and quickly thought of one person: "Amitabha, are you General Yun?"

Yun Ce pursed his lips slightly and did not answer.

He just stabbed out countless ice-blue spear shadows wrapped in piercing ice flowers, rushing towards the mage like a rolling sea of ​​clouds. The mage threw out a string of jade Buddhist beads from his sleeves and quickly put his hands together. As his martial energy surged, golden light burst out from the Buddhist beads, shining brilliantly.

Everything in front of Yun Ce's eyes suddenly turned white.

The sky and the earth were all white, and no other colors could be seen.

He suddenly closed his eyes.

The remaining light and shadow are like maggots attached to bones, haunting us.

The sudden blindness caused the spear in Yun Ce's hand to shift slightly, and with a "clang" sound, the tip of the spear hit a hard object.

Yun Ce didn't think twice and swept through the enemy with one strike. The swift wind of his spear cut all the obstacles in half with an unstoppable force, but no dull sound of flesh being cut was heard. After a while, there was a slight movement like a branch being slightly bent by a heavy object, and then he drew his spear and flew into the sea. The mage raised his hand to take back the Buddhist beads, and the next second, ice flowers flew into the air, almost freezing several of his toes to death.

"Hey, General Yun——"

The mage took advantage of Yun Ce's temporary blindness and his own proficiency in physical skills and was not skewered by Yun Ce for a while.

However, this is not a long-term solution.

Firstly, the mage's realm is not as good as Yun Ce's. Secondly, this is flat ground rather than a chain bridge, so the mage cannot gain any advantage. Thirdly, Yun Ce's martial arts are a combination of hardness and softness, so he is not greatly affected by the mineral veins below. With a little adaptation, he can kill the mage by making him jump up and down.

Once Yun Ce gets used to it, he can kill the mage with just a dozen shots.

The mage's bald head began to sweat.

"General Yun——"

"Thief, do you have any last words to say?"

Yun Ce's voice was clear and majestic.

With this appearance, he really looks like a god descending to earth.

The mage panted slightly: "I may not be your enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless silver-white spear shadows stabbed at him. The mage cursed inwardly, "Young people are so angry." He once again used his martial energy to transform his body into a strong energy. A pale golden humanoid shadow bloomed from his body, turning into an illusion of a Buddha sitting cross-legged, like an indestructible shield, which withstood Yun Ce's spear, but could not withstand the ice flowers spreading from the tip of the spear and exploded. A series of ice chips flew everywhere, and the golden illusion shattered. The huge impact made the mage fly backwards and roll several times.

Yun Ce's tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

The scenery before my eyes gradually changed from virtual to real.

The tip of the spear was against the mage's neck, ready to stab him if he made any move. Yun Ce said coldly, "Not an enemy?"

He also found that there was something wrong with this bald monk.

The opponent's breath was unstable, and his internal martial energy was not at its peak. It was obvious that this evil monk had fought with others before he met me. If not, he would not have been forced to this extent after just a few encounters. Another point was that this monk had no intention of fighting.

In that case, he didn't mind taking some time to listen to the other party's explanation.

"Where do you start talking about this?"

The discomfort in his eyes had not completely dissipated, and Yun Ce's eyes were still filled with cold murderous intent. He looked down at the mage's every move.

The mage lowered his eyes and looked at the silver spear that Yun Ce condensed from the ice and snow of heaven and earth. He secretly admired the beauty of this object and felt that it looked vaguely familiar.

"I came here to wade into the muddy waters to repay the favor I owed in my early years. Now that the favor is settled, I will naturally not interfere in worldly struggles anymore." The mage looked up at Yun Ce's eyes again. There was no trace of pity in them, but they were as deep as ink, which made him feel a little uneasy. In a flash, the mage remembered an old story, "General Yun's spear skills look so familiar."

Yun Ce said nothing, looking coldly at the evil monk, wondering what nonsense he could say.

The mage said to himself, "Before I became a monk, I also served the secular king and fought in many battles. My superior at that time was the former deputy general of Wu Guo's general Yun Da. My superior once said that his spear skills were the best in the world. It is said that he has retired from the world."

Yunce and Yunda have the same surname.

The attributes and shooting skills of the two are exactly the same.

Even if these two are not grandfather and grandson, they should be of the same bloodline.

After hearing the mage introduce himself, Yun Ce's face finally showed some emotion, and he slightly moved away from the tip of his gun. This move undoubtedly removed the life-threatening shackles pressing on the mage's neck. He got up from the ground and was about to ask again when he heard Yun Ce say, "My master passed away several years ago."

Mage: "..."

He is truly the descendant of Yunda.

After calculating my age, I couldn't help but sigh.

The life span of a twenty-rank Chehou is not as long as imagined.

The master chanted a Buddhist name to test Yun Ce's attitude.

"I wonder where General Yun is buried?"

Out of respect for the brothers Yun Ce and Xian Yu Jian, and in order not to affect their prestige, Shen Tang deliberately concealed the details of Yun Da's participation in the battle of Bei Mo. Yun Da assisted Bei Mo without revealing his identity. The outside world only knew that he was a reclusive 20th-rank Che Hou, and at most knew his last name. Other details were only known by a few people, which also facilitated Shen Tang's subsequent operations.

The intelligence on the Central Allied side is also not complete.

When a person dies, it is like a light going out. Yun Ce also tried not to think about the mistakes his mentor made in his later years, and to remember his good deeds.

Suddenly hearing about an old monk who was somehow related to his mentor, Yun Ce's first reaction was to be on guard: "What's going on?"

The mage said, "I want to burn some incense at the old general's grave."

If Yun Ce agrees, it means that he is not planning to kill him. If not, the mage can only fight hard to survive.

Yun Ce did not put away his spear: "In the territory of Mozhou."

"In the territory of Mozhou? The old general was..." The mage thought carefully and it seemed that there was news that Yunda was a foreigner. The people of a hundred years ago were gone, who could remember them so clearly?

Just as he was mumbling, a flash of light penetrated the residual light and exploded not far behind him. The air wave that exploded at close range almost made the mage lose his balance. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, turned his head and saw the spears piercing the three big men.

Yun Ce raised his hand and sucked the spear back into his palm.

He swung the gun, letting the blood bloom on the ground.

His voice was clear and irresistible: "Keep him under guard."

Several soldiers came forward and shackled the mage, tied him up tightly, and took him as a prisoner. The mage did not struggle, and still smiled kindly. Are you kidding? If he is not harmless now, Yun Ce will kill him with his own hands! Yun Ce turned around and ordered another person.

"Please trouble the master craftsman."

After Yun Ce finished speaking, the mage saw a tall, thin woman approaching with a strange toolbox on her back that was larger than her body. The woman asked, "Is it a big fish?"

Mage: "..."

Isn't it rude to say he is a big fish to his face?

Yun Ce's deputy generals are capable of handling tasks, and he has his disciples to command the battle. His main task is to clear those relatively strong obstacles. If he can open a path, it will also facilitate the advancement of his own troops. However, he did not expect to catch the mage right away. He is indeed a big fish: "This person's identity is a bit complicated, but it is better for him to take the initiative to suspend the war than to fight with us. Send someone to guard the pass first, and then report to the master after the war is over."

Bei Jiu nodded: "Okay."

The wizard's hands were tied behind his back.

He knew that the next step was to temporarily seal off his own Dan Mansion to prevent him from turning against him, and he was willing to cooperate. Unexpectedly, Yun Ce took up his gun and left. The mage's expression was blank for a moment, and his eyes met the "Beijing Master" mentioned by Yun Ce: "He left?"

Did you forget some important step?

Except for Yun Ce, no one here can seal him. The mage was just feeling proud when his lower abdomen suddenly tightened violently. Without looking inside, he could see thousands of invisible shackles falling from all directions towards Danfu Wudan, forming an absolute seal in an instant. He finally managed to catch his breath, and when he lowered his head, he saw Beichu's right hand that was about to be retracted.

"you--"

The mage then understood why Yun Ce called Bei Jiu over.

Beichu whispered, "Be honest!"

The mage felt that the martial energy in his meridians was also absorbed by the strange seal of the Dan Mansion. He stopped only when it was empty, and completely stopped thinking about other things: "I am a monk, how can you be so rude, young man?"

"Kangguo doesn't worship Buddhism, so what's wrong with monks?"

In fact, in the early years, some monks in some places did want to rebel against Tiangang, and refused to hand over the land under the name of the temple, and often brought up Buddha and Bodhisattva to make trouble. Some large temples even raised warrior monks with a scale comparable to private troops, but they were all punished in the end.

The Buddha statues were smashed and melted into copper coins.

[Can’t clay sculptures show your devotion to Buddha? Can’t clay sculptures show the compassion of the gods and Buddhas? Why do you have to have bronze statues and gold bodies, and compete with the national treasury for metal? How many camps does the Buddha in the West have? ]

[A monk should behave like a monk. Just cultivate the land and grow crops by yourself. Why should you imitate the landlords who enclose land and raise tenants? ]

She is just a tenant farmer and she doesn't even have to pay taxes.

Not only do they not pay taxes to her, they also threaten and curse her for causing instability in the country.

How can I tolerate Shen Tang's temper?

Directly issue an order that all temples within the territory must use clay bodies for worship. You can disobey, but let’s see who will be unable to protect their own temple in the end.

Beijiu was born in the Mohist school, so he wouldn't fall for the magician's tricks.

The mage saw the "non-offensive" sword ruler in Beijiu's hand. The sword ruler was as thick as a finger joint. Even if it didn't kill someone, it would at least cook their flesh. The mage swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth: "I am an old monk!"

Even if you don't worship Buddha, you should at least respect the elderly, right?

"How old are you?"

"I don't remember clearly, I think he is over a hundred years old."

Beichu choked: "..."

After a while, she waved to the soldiers escorting the mage, signaling them to remove the wooden yoke from the mage's shoulders: "I sealed the Dan Mansion with the special method of the Mohist school. The old mage should not run around, or you will be stabbed and lose your life for no reason."

This is a warning.

Don't do anything weird.

The mage sighed: "I saved it."

He just looked inside and found that the seal was very strange.

At first glance, it seems easy, as long as you can solve it by adding one to one. The problem is that this is only the tip of the iceberg, and the rest of the seal requires arithmetic, one after another. The wizard is not good at calculations, and if he makes a mistake in solving the seal, who knows what uncontrollable consequences may occur.

Have I really been living alone for too long?

He had heard of Mohism, but—

The mage quietly looked at this group of men and women who looked similar. He found that this group of soldiers was basically composed of five people, but not the normal five-tenths, but four Wuzu and one Mohist carrying a "universal love" toolbox.

Overall, it has both offensive and defensive capabilities.

The Mohist came up behind and kept taking out something.

At first glance, those things looked like black balls. Throwing them out would make a loud explosion. Some of them could even cause small-scale fires. This special kind of fire seemed harder to extinguish than ordinary fires. It would burn whatever it touched. The wizard sniffed seriously.

"It doesn't look like kerosene..."

He stretched his neck out of curiosity to take a look.

As soon as he stuck his head out, Beijiu pressed his head down and pushed him back into the temporary shelter. A flint fell not far away and exploded at close range. The broken stones hit the heavy shield with a dull crackling sound.

Bei Jiu whispered, "What are you doing? Are you rushing to seek Nirvana?"

More than a hundred black spheres were thrown out from behind the shield wall.

The Wuzu's strength and accuracy are beyond reproach.

The dense explosions tore the enemy's rear supplies apart, and the noise alone revealed that the losses were considerable. Yun Ce even led away the high-level warriors who came to rescue him. He did not seek to kill the enemy, but to cause maximum destruction, and the louder the noise, the better...

The mage asked, "What is that?"

Bei Jiu said, "This is the masterpiece of the Director of Works."

It is Beijiu's personal masterpiece. It is the first time it has been used in an important battle situation after being improved.

If the Mohist school becomes famous through this battle, its status will surely rise to a new height.

Mage: "...Will you supervise it?"

If I remember correctly, Yun Ce just called this woman "Master Craftsman"?

Could he be the so-called chief architect?

After a brief observation, the mage discovered some details.

There is a special mineral vein under this place. The magnetic field of the mineral vein can affect the surrounding heaven and earth energy, greatly restricting the warriors. The strange thing is that the ball produced by the General Works is different, and the explosion power is not small.

Or has the power already been reduced?

The wizard squatted and moved closer to Beichu.

His size could match that of two strong warriors, further compressing the little space left for cover. When he moved, Bei Ju was almost squeezed and couldn't stand steadily. He squinted at the old monk who talked too much nonsense with some displeasure: "It's not affected."

"S-"

The wizard gasped.

Bei Jiu said: "This thing is not easy to make, and its power can only be said to be moderate. It can only deal with ordinary scattered soldiers, and it can't be shaken by those elite troops. Not to mention your strength..."

Is the old monk’s performance too exaggerated?

The mage said, "That is somewhere else."

In a battlefield where martial energy is restricted, this item is a divine weapon. With enough of them, how can the Central Allied Stone Fortress Front be defended?

"How many did you bring?"

Beichu glanced threateningly at the old monk's neck.

The mage curled his lips: "Young people are stingy."

Although this group of troops did catch the central allied forces off guard by attacking the stone fort from the rear, they were not the main force after all. The main force was blocked on the other side of the iron chain bridge, and it was useless if they could not get in.

Yunce can only provide some distraction and interference at best.

The mage narrowed his eyes and said, "I bet you can't take it down."

Beichu snorted: "Really?"

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Alas, the weight I lost in three months was gained back by more than half in a year.

Woo woo

PS: In previous years, if you made an appointment for tax refund on the 6st, the money would be credited to your account on the 10th. However, it’s the th this year and there is still no movement. It is really heartbreaking.