Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 197 There is a person, the king wants him to die

Qianjian Lake.

There was a strong wind blowing tonight, and the waves on the lake surged endlessly, like beasts that would choose people to eat.

The strong wind slapped the willows by the lake, causing them to shake continuously. The howling sound was like howling ghosts and wolves, making it difficult for the people on the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the middle of the lake to fall asleep. Even the secret guards who were in charge of guarding the palace were arrested This ghost weather tortured and screamed.

"It's really a monster wind!"

On the fifth floor of the Sutra Pavilion, Jiang Shan, dressed in a gray robe, stood in front of the window, overlooking the ebb and flow of the tide outside, with nostalgia on his face:

"I'm old, I can't fall asleep if there is any movement!"

"I remember when I was young on the battlefield, the enemy cavalry attacked the barracks at night, and the sound of horseshoes was like thunder. I could turn over and continue to sleep soundly, snoring constantly."

"One time, the prince led an army to fight the enemy army that attacked at night. The battle lasted for a whole night. At dawn, when we counted the casualties, I found that I was the only one who couldn't find me."

"The lord was so scared that he thought I had been hacked into meat, and the majestic man almost burst into tears! In the end, it was Xu Erhu who pulled me out of the tent while I was still asleep, which made the lord burst into tears. laugh."

Boom, boom, boom...

Suddenly, a burst of footsteps sounded behind Jiang Shan.

next moment.

A man in a purple python robe slowly walked to Jiang Shan's side:
"nonsense!"

"When did this king shed tears, and when did he burst into laughter?"

"Ashan, is it possible that in your impression, this king is just like a weeping woman?"

"My lord."

Jiang Shan recognized the person coming, and hurriedly bowed to salute...

But he was stopped by the opponent with one hand.

"No! Between you and me, why should you be polite?"

King Jubei glanced at Jiang Shan's empty right arm sleeve, with a remorse on his face:
"I still remember that time, in order to uphold the law of the army, I accused you of running away from battle. I personally executed the sentence and whipped you thirty times in full view of the public!"

"But the king later found out that your old injury relapsed at that time, and the pain was unbearable at night, and you had to take the medicine for sleeping and calming your mind to let yourself fall asleep, so it was difficult to wake up!"

Jiang Shan smiled relievedly, shook his head and said:
"No matter what the reason is, I did run away, and the prince punished me for nothing."

"and……"

"Later, didn't the lord buy a Vitality Pill at a high price to help me heal my injury? Alas, speaking of it, since then, I can no longer find any excuse to avoid fighting. Even if I pretend to sleep, I will be punished." That kid Xu Erhu pulled his ears out of the bed!"

"Ha ha!"

Immediately, the two looked at each other and smiled.

After laughing, the King of Rejecting the North turned his gaze to the choppy Qianjian Lake.

After a while of silence, he suddenly spoke:
"Ashan, soon, Qingyu will enter the capital."

"This king found out that the old sword master arranged a competition for him and Fan Yu, a genius student from Jixia Academy."

"Jixia Academy has a large number of people, but Qingyu alone is weak, so it is inevitable that the momentum will be weakened, so..."

"My lord begs you to accompany Qingyu to the capital."

Jiang Shan was slightly taken aback.

Are you going to Beijing?
Since retiring from the army, he hasn't left Bingzhou yet!

"Please rest assured, my lord, I will take good care of my son, and I won't lose the reputation of the palace!"

King Rejecting North shook his head lightly:
"This king doesn't care about the prestige of the palace, as long as you all return safely."

"But the reason why this king chose to let you go..."

"Actually, there is another thing to ask."

Jiang Shan lowered his head slightly:

"My lord please order!"

King Rejecting Bei sighed:
"To be honest, I don't care much about the outcome of the contest between Qingyu and Fan Yu, but..."

"There is one person, this king wants him to die!"

"Who?"

Jiang Shan asked curiously.

A murderous intent flashed across the eyes of the King of the North, and he uttered a name lightly:
"Cheng Zhe."

Jiang Shan froze for a moment:
"Cheng Zhe? Isn't this person Fan Yu's teacher? It is said that he is a painter who suddenly realized his innate talent. He married a princess more than ten years ago, and now he is the royal son-in-law, and he is highly regarded by His Majesty."

King Rejecting Bei nodded:
"It is this man."

"Back then, in order to attract talents, Jinghong married a righteous daughter to Cheng Zhe, but on the day of marriage, his original wife, Mrs. Lin, hanged herself."

"After many years, the painter Cheng Zhe has entered the second rank of congenital, and is expected to enter the third rank within 15 years. In addition, he is teaching in Jixia Academy, so his reputation has gradually risen, and he is loved by all the people and students. "

"But who remembers that night when every household in the capital hung up red lanterns, a poor woman was abandoned by her husband after she gained power, and she hanged herself in anger?"

Jiang Shan frowned deeply.

Killed Cheng Zhe in the capital?
Isn't this slapping Emperor Jinghong in the face?
Is it necessary for an irrelevant woman who has been dead for more than ten years?
"My lord, there are too many unfair things in the world, if we take care of everything, we can't take care of it!"

"That Cheng Zhe is the son-in-law recruited by His Majesty himself, and he is also the lecturer of Jixia Academy. If you kill him, I'm afraid that you will not only offend Mr. Xun, but also increase Your Majesty's suspicion of the prince!"

"even……"

"It will harm the world!"

Jiang Shan's exhortation is not without reason.

But the King of the North gave him a reason to kill:

"Cheng Zhe's original wife, Mrs. Lin, and her father's name is Lin Liang. 28 years ago, she was a vanguard officer under the king's tent. Later, she died in battle in Youzhou. Before she died, she was stabbed seventeen times in her body."

"During his lifetime, when he was drinking, this king once promised him that if one day he unfortunately dies in battle, then this king will raise his daughter as his own daughter!"

"only……"

"Later, when the king found Lin Liang's wife and daughter, her wife was very strong and refused to take her daughter to leave her hometown to live with others in Bingzhou. She also declined the king's financial help, saying that she could support her daughter by picking mulberry and weaving cloth alone. , so the king can only order the local county magistrate to take care of the mother and daughter, and increase the pension for the mother and daughter several times."

"Who would have thought that after Lin Liang's wife brought her daughter up with great difficulty, that daughter married a bastard again!"

Rejecting Bei Wang flicked his sleeves and said angrily:
"What's even more hateful is that after Mrs. Lin hanged herself, Lin Liang's wife kept appealing to the government to seek justice, but was repeatedly blocked and threatened by the local county magistrate. She was almost driven into a lunatic!"

"If Han Chan hadn't accompanied me to drink in front of the tomb of the fallen soldiers not long ago, and happened to remember that Lin Liang had a wife and daughter, so he sent a secret guard to find out what's going on, and I'm afraid he would have been kept in the dark by those dog officials. Drum!"

"Lin Liang..."

Hearing this name, Jiang Shan couldn't help but startled slightly.

"I remember him. He has a bad temper. He is often jealous on the battlefield. If he is still alive and knows that his wife and daughter have been bullied like this, he will kill the county magistrate himself with a knife, and then go to the capital to kill him. Cheng Zhe's head!"

"But now, he's gone."

He paused and sighed:
"Forget it, let me avenge Lin Liang's wife and daughter. Speaking of which..."

"I still owe him a drink!"

King Jubei nodded slightly, and at the same time took out a piece of paper full of information from his arms, and handed it to Jiang Shan:
"After entering Beijing, before Qingyu and Fan Yu compete, you invite him to fight."

"Cheng Zhe is in the middle stage of Haoyue Realm, and his cultivation level is comparable to yours, so Jixia Academy will not think that we are bullying others."

"but……"

"Although you have studied the thirteen moves of "Drunken Sword" taught by the old sword master in the past few years, and you are already a beginner in swordsmanship, but the strength of the opponent should not be underestimated. It's weird and unpredictable, you must be careful!"

"At that time, please remember to borrow Qingyu's Shuoyue Sword!"

"promise!"

Jiang Shan took the information and nodded solemnly.

He knew it was going to be an extremely difficult battle.

even……

Even if he managed to kill Cheng Zhe, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of Jixia Academy alive!

But he still agreed.

Because he is loyal to the King of the North.

It is also because he wants everyone in the world to know that the families of Anbei Army officers and soldiers must not be bullied!
at the same time.

King Jubei stood at the window with his hands behind his back, overlooking the surging Qianjian Lake, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Jing Hong, you and I have plotted against each other for more than twenty years, let it all end with Cheng Zhe's death!"

……

Just as the King of the North and Jiang Shan were discussing matters on the fifth floor of the Cangjing Pavilion, Jiang Qingyu's yin body had already sunk into Qianjian Lake and reached the abyss guarded by the sword array.

"Finally here again."

Jiang Qingyu glanced ahead.

But I saw that the unfathomable abyss seemed to be a few inches larger than the last time I came!

It is like a huge hungry mouth, with a huge appetite, it seems that it can drink up the entire Great Lake in one gulp!

Fortunately, Old Sword Master Yu used a thousand sharp swords to form a strange formation, releasing tens of thousands of sword qi at every moment, constantly slashing in all directions, preventing the influx of water.

Otherwise, Qianjian Lake will dry up completely before long!
But in any case, the expansion of the abyss is really bad news.

Jiang Qingyu frowned deeply:
"Could it be that I absorbed too much sword energy, so that I destroyed the balance of the sword array and caused the seal to loosen?"

"Or has too much time passed, and the power of the sword array has been reduced?"

"Or..."

"The sword array can't stop the expansion of the abyss at all, it can only slow down this trend?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyu hesitated a little.

This time he has learned more than fifty swordsmanship, so he will absorb a lot of sword energy tonight. If this causes the entire sword formation to collapse, it will be difficult to suppress this mysterious abyss...

Then he would become a sinner of the palace!
But let him leave here and give up the opportunity to be promoted to the Yin God, but he is not reconciled:

"A thousand swords..."

"Only absorb one-fiftieth of the sword energy, shouldn't it be a big problem?"

Jiang Qingyu stared at the formation of the sword light, and kept persuading herself:
"After all, this is the practice method that the old sword master taught me. He must have considered this early when he set up the sword array!"

"Yes!"

"I'll just absorb a little bit, and nothing will happen!"

"Even if there is an accident..."

"After I am promoted to the Yin God, my strength will be at the same level as that of the old Sword Master. Since he can suppress the abyss, so can I!"

After convincing herself, Jiang Qingyu condensed the water into ice and made an ice sword.

next moment.

He came to the front of the formation, kept waving the long sword, and began to perform the first sword technique——

"White Fox Sword".

This is a swordsmanship created by a star star master named Mr. White Fox when he was young.

After a while.

Jiang Qingyu finished using all nine forms of sword moves, and then lightly pierced the ice sword with the breath of "White Fox Sword" into the sword formation.

boom!
In an instant.

Nearly a thousand long swords buzzed, and tens of thousands of sword qi surged towards it, drowning it, but they all regarded it as the same kind, and did not hurt it at all!

But at the same time, there is also a special sword that seems to have sensed it, and releases a hundred and thirteen sword qi aggressively, killing it suddenly!
But just when these sword qi were about to collide with the ice sword, the ice sword suddenly shattered on its own.

The next moment, Jiang Qingyu stretched out a hand into the sword formation.

Hundreds of sword qi had no time to react, so they stabbed straight into his hand.

But the sword that lost its sword energy became dim.

"The first swordsmanship, harvest one hundred and thirteen sword qi."

Jiang Qingyu looked into the abyss and saw that the sword array did not show any signs of collapse, so she breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's time to hurry."

"Next, there are 53 sword skills!"

(End of this chapter)