The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 255 The Corrupted Song Dynasty
In just a few days, Feng Ji almost emptied the Daozang of Quanzhen Sect.

Anyway, staying in the Quanzhen Sect, these precious Taoist classics will only be burned by the Mongols in the end.

Instead of that, it's better for him to take them all away.

After five days, Lin Yu also recovered. After five days of hard work, Li Mochou finally got Lin Yu's understanding, and the relationship between the two was greatly eased.

But for Feng Ji, she still did not pretend to speak, and looked indifferent.

Feng Ji didn't care, and didn't care about her attitude.

It was Li Mochou who he wanted to marry, not her.

Grandma Sun hired a carriage from the foot of the mountain, and several women got into the carriage. Feng Ji rented another horse instead of the carriage.

Daozang was all packed in the box of the carriage, and just like that, the group of people started heading south.

Among them, Xiao Longnu was the most excited.

She was only seven or eight years old, and hadn't practiced the Jade Heart Sutra deeply, so she hadn't started to become unkind, and still retained the innocence and liveliness of a child.

She was very curious about everything down the mountain, and pulled Lin Yu to ask questions.

Lin Yu was helpless by her quarrel, and in the end she could only call Li Mochou to take care of Xiaolongnv.

Li Mochou liked her little junior sister very much, she was cute, exquisite and pink.

I imagined in my heart that I would have such a lovely daughter with Brother Feng in the future.

With such thoughts, she unconsciously coaxed Xiao Longnv like her daughter.

The carriage traveled all the way south, and soon passed the boundary of Zhongnan Mountain.

After leaving Zhongnan Mountain, everything seemed a little desolate.

I passed through several villages along the way, all of which were dilapidated and empty.

Many houses were burned by the fire, and some bones remained on the ground.

Grandma Sun couldn't help cursing: "They are all Mongolian Tartars, these Mongolian beasts, come to our Central Plains to kill and set fire, and the children will not be spared."

Li Mochou was also very indignant, said: "The Mongolian Tartars really deserve to die."

Although Xiao Longnu was young, she also felt the desolation in front of her eyes, and the smile on her little face was much less.

After passing this village, the official road in front was stained with blood, and many people on the road were fleeing famine.

When seeing horses and chariots, one subconsciously avoids them.

"Senior sister, they are so pitiful."

Xiao Longnv leaned against the window and couldn't help shouting.

Li Mochou followed her gaze, but saw a few children digging weeds and gnawing the bark by the roadside.

All of them were sallow and emaciated, looking very miserable.

Li Mochou sighed, covered her round eyes, and said: "Junior Sister, don't look."

The car went all the way, and in the evening of the second day, I suddenly saw thick smoke billowing in front of me, and there seemed to be the roar of horseshoes indistinctly, and screams came.

Feng Ji and Li Mochou looked at each other, Li Mochou hurriedly said: "Brother Feng, let's go and have a look."

Feng Ji nodded, clamped his horse's belly, and rushed over quickly.

Grandma Sun also hurriedly drove the carriage and quickly followed.

Before he got close to the fireworks, he heard the sound of killing.

But I saw a village along the river ahead, a group of cavalry dressed as Mongolian officers and soldiers were riding horses in the village, killing anyone they saw.

Many villagers ran desperately, but two legs could not run better than four.

In the blink of an eye, he was overtaken by the Mongolian soldier, who slashed down and fell to the ground.

Not only that, but the Mongolian soldier took advantage of the situation and directly chopped off the heads of the villagers, and then pinned them in the waist.

"Help, help!"

"Please, let my daughter go."

"Run, run!"

"Auntie! Auntie!"

……

The screams kept coming, and from a distance, the village almost turned into a hell.

Li Mochou's eyes were full of anger: "Bastards, these bastards!"

She jumped up suddenly, like a fairy descending, flying into hell.

With a slap, with a bang, a Mongolian Tatar was directly hit and fell off the horse.

Before the man could speak, she slapped the man's chest again.

Suddenly there was a bang, the armor exploded, the man's chest was sunken, blood vomited from the mouth, and he died instantly.

Seeing this, the other Mongolian Tartars roared angrily.

"Kill her!"

"Where are the girls from? So beautiful!"

"Hurry up, she knows martial arts!"

At least five or six Mongolian officers and soldiers rushed up one after another and besieged Li Mochou.

Li Mochou's figure was like lightning, she quickly dodged spears, and her palms were sharp and furious.

At the same time, in a courtyard in the distance, three Mongolian officers and soldiers rushed in.

There was no one in the courtyard, and the door of the thatched house was blocked by the owner from the inside.

A Mongolian soldier sneered, and slammed a barrel with his gun. With a bang, the wooden door exploded, and screams came from inside.

But the Mongolian soldier kicked open the wooden door, and a middle-aged man was pierced through the chest by a gun.

But he was not dead yet, desperately clutching the barrel of the gun, he yelled, "Mannia, take Bo'er away!"

"Sauro!"

The woman in the house let out a shriek.

A Mongolian soldier quacked and laughed strangely: "It's unexpected that there is such a beautiful woman in such a dilapidated place."

"First come, first served, Old Zhao, I'll come first, hahaha."

A woman inside was dragged by several Mongolian soldiers and tore her upper body outer blouse.

A little girl was so frightened that she cried and cried in the corner: "Mother! Mother!"

Seeing that this woman was about to be insulted, at this moment, only a roar came from outside!
boom!
The earthen wall of the thatched hut exploded instantly, and a terrifying sword aura instantly shot through a Mongolian soldier with a puff.

The whole Mongolian soldier seemed to have been cut into pieces by thousands of knives, and the pieces of meat fell off inch by inch.

But Li Mochou rushed into the courtyard quickly, seeing the scene in front of her, her face was full of shock and anger.

"You bastards!"

She immediately flew out, slapped her palm, and with a few bang bang bangs, their chests exploded instantly.

Feng Ji stood outside, cleaning up other Mongolian soldiers.

But seeing that he didn't move, he just pointed out of the air, and the sword energy shot out. In an instant, the head of an officer and soldier exploded, and his forehead was directly pierced by the sword energy.

Repeatedly, Mongolian officers and soldiers fell one after another, turning into corpses.

These Mongolian officers and soldiers screamed in fright, turned their horses and ran away in a hurry.

Feng Ji's expression remained unchanged, he beckoned, and in an instant, the yin and yang qi of the heaven and the earth surged and turned into a huge yin and yang Tai Chi circle.

Immediately, the entire village was shrouded, and no one could move.

Even those horses can only fly in the air and cannot move.

Feng Ji soared into the air with a light touch, his sword energy burst out, and the heads of these Mongolian officers and soldiers were harvested.

Heads exploded one by one, and all the Mongolian officers and soldiers were frightened with fear on their faces.

Suddenly, a man tried his best and opened his mouth to shout: "Stop, stop, hero, spare your life, we are not Mongolians!"

Feng Ji paused his arms and looked at the man.

The man was also wearing the armor of Mongolian officers and soldiers, and his face was pale and frightened.

He was also unable to move, and he was riding on a naked woman.

He could only hear him crying for his father and mother and shouting: "Please forgive me, hero."

Feng Ji stepped forward and took off his helmet. Sure enough, the man in front of him was not a Mongolian Tartar!
He speaks fluent Song dialect, but he is wearing Mongolian armor on the outside.

Feng Ji's face darkened, and he asked, "Are you Song Bing?"

The man stammered: "Yes... yes."

Feng Ji narrowed his eyes, and immediately turned to look at the other soldiers.

"Hero, spare your life, I am also from Song Dynasty, we are all from Song Dynasty."

"Hero, everyone is from Song Dynasty, please forgive me."

It turned out that these Mongolian soldiers were all Song soldiers in disguise!
At this time Li Mochou came out holding a seven or eight year old girl, her eyes were red, and she shouted, "Brother Feng, her mother committed suicide."

Feng Ji's expression darkened, and he said, "These people are not Mongolians."

Li Mochou was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes widened, and anger welled up in her heart: "You are from the Song Dynasty? Why? Why do you want to kill these innocent people?"

The man looked terrified and dared not speak.

Feng Ji stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and pinched the palm of this person directly, with a click.

Immediately, the palm of this person was directly crushed into a meat paste by Feng Jisheng.

"what--!"

The man suddenly let out a scream, and was crushed by Feng Ji alive.

"Say!"

Feng Ji shouted coldly.

This person didn't dare to hesitate, and hastily shouted: "Yes...it was Mr. Zhou's idea. Zhang Shuai was defeated at the front, so he didn't dare to report to the court. Instead, he said it was a great victory."

Li Mochou was angry: "If you lose, you lose. Why do you put money on your face and call it a great victory?"

The man cried: "If you lose the battle, the imperial court will inevitably punish you, and Zhang Shuai will certainly be held accountable."

"What does this have to do with you killing these people?"

Li Mochou said angrily.

"Great victory is not just talking about it. Someone needs to lead the way. We can't kill the Mongols, so we have to find some leaders."

Feng Ji suddenly understood that these people wanted to kill the good and take the credit.

Li Mochou also understood immediately, her expression was full of shock and disbelief.

"You...you bastards, how can you do such a thing, aren't you afraid of thunder?"

Her eyes were red, and she couldn't believe that Song Bing would do such a thing.

Feng Ji sighed. He had said long ago that the Song Dynasty was rotten to the bone.

But there are many people who still want to rely on Song Dynasty to resist Mongolia.

He knew very well that to destroy Mongolia, Song must be eliminated first!

"I've said it all, woman hero, this hero, I've already said it all, if you spare me, we are also forced."

Li Mochou scolded angrily: "Forced? You are forced to kill people, and you are also forced to rape women? A bunch of animals deserve to die."

Feng Ji patted her on the shoulder and said, "You go back to the carriage with this child in your arms and continue on your way. Leave it to me here."

Li Mochou nodded, kicked the Song soldier away, and then left.

Feng Ji glanced around at these people, his eyes flashed coldly.

I saw him lightly shaking hands, bang bang bang...

The continuous roaring sound exploded, and immediately one by one human heads exploded like blood-colored fireworks.

Feng Ji grabbed the only remaining survivor and asked for the location of the Marshal Zhang they were talking about.

Immediately carrying this person, he rose against the wind and left with a whistling roar.

Seeing this, the surviving people knelt on the ground crying and kowtowed in the direction Feng Jifei was walking.

"The gods have appeared, the gods have appeared!"

"The gods saved everyone, it's the gods."

"Wuuuuuu, Master Immortal, please save my mother-in-law."

"Master Immortal, I beg Master Immortal to save my child."

……

Feng Ji spent half a cup of tea, flew hundreds of miles, and rushed to a large camp.

Like a fairy, he descended from the sky and landed directly in the main tent.

In the tent, a middle-aged fat general was playing with several women in his arms.

He suddenly heard the movement, turned his head hastily, saw Feng Ji, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Who is it!"

Feng Ji walked over slowly, and said calmly, "You are Zhang Ren?"

"Come on, there are assassins!"

The fat general didn't answer, he kicked the woman beside him, grabbed the saber beside the bed, and kept yelling.

Feng Ji didn't panic, he paced slowly and said, "Only a beast like you can do such a thing as killing a good person and taking credit for it."

Zhang Ren's pupils shrank, and he immediately rushed over with his sword drawn: "You are so bold, how dare you assassinate me!"

It's just that as soon as he rushed over, Feng Ji smiled slightly, lightly!
The finger force breaks through the air in an instant, and the volley lases!
puff!

A sharp sword energy shot through Zhang Ren's knee in an instant, and with a bang, the entire kneecap exploded.

A calf instantly twisted and flew up, Zhang Ren screamed in pain, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Bang!
Hitting his head hard on the tent carpet, he howled, "Come on, come on."

Suddenly, a foot trampled down heavily!
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Zhang Ren's other leg was trampled to pieces!
"Ah - who are you? Who are you? I am Jia Xiang's disciple, who sent you here? Do you know that you are murdering the imperial court official, and you are going to be punished by the nine clans..."

Feng Ji sneered: "Pull the Nine Clans? I have always been the only one who has punished the Nine Clans of others, and no one has dared to kill the Nine Clans."

With a casual move, the knife on the ground flew into his hand.

Feng Ji stabbed Zhang Ren's back with the tip of his knife, and slashed lightly.

Immediately, a shallow knife mark was drawn, which only cut his skin.

Even so, Zhang Ren let out a chilling scream.

Feng Ji's knife stopped at his crotch.

"In the big camp, you still play with women?"

"If you lose your lifeblood, can you still play like this?"

Zhang Ren turned pale with fright in an instant, and begged in horror, "Forgive me, spare my life, what do you want? What do you want? As long as I can offer a condition, I can satisfy anything. Please, spare my life—ah!"

Feng Ji flicked the blade of the knife lightly, and with a puff, a mass of blood and flesh was cut off.

All of a sudden, Zhang Ren let out a terrifying wail.

At this time, the people outside had already been startled, and they were shocked and rushed to the tent.

"who!"

"There are assassins, come, there are assassins!"

"Hurry up and save Zhang Shuai!"

As soon as these people rushed into the camp, Feng Ji suddenly smiled and said, "That's fine, let your subordinates see your fate clearly, and kill the chickens to scare the monkeys."

He waved his hand casually, and with a bang, the entire tent exploded in an instant.

The few guards who were the fastest to rush were immediately blasted away, and flew out one after another, screaming and wailing, their muscles and bones shattered and exploded.

The soldiers behind suddenly showed panic and stopped hurriedly.

But Feng Ji lifted Zhang Ren with one hand, and his figure slowly floated up to the sky.

He held Zhang Ren in his hand, and said calmly: "Everyone listen, you, the commander-in-chief, have killed the good and pretended to be meritorious, and have lost all conscience. I met you today, and personally punished him to make an example to others."

"Today, in front of all of you, the punishment of Ling Chi will be executed!"

Everyone was terrified, and they had never seen anyone who could fly in the air without falling.

But when Feng Ji waved his hand, countless sword qi shot out from his palm.

In an instant, Zhang Ren's flesh was torn apart, and blood continued to drip.

The shrill screams continued to come.

The soldiers below were terrified.

"Big guy!"

"Zhang Shuai!"

The faithful still call.

Feng Ji clicked casually, and a ray of sword energy shot directly at him.

With a puff, those people's heads exploded in an instant, and they died on the spot.

Immediately, no one dared to shout anymore, and they all knelt on the ground.

The only one in the audience was Zhang Ren screaming, the voice was sharp and loud at first, but the more it went on, the weaker it became.

It wasn't until the whole person became a skeleton that there was no sound at all.

Feng Ji tossed Zhang Ren's body down casually, and said flatly: "If there is another person who kills the good and pretends to be meritorious, this will be the end!"

At that moment, with his hands behind his back, he rose against the wind like a fairy.

The clouds roared under their feet and gathered together.

Only then did the soldiers react.

Someone suddenly exclaimed: "Immortal!"

"This... this is a fairy!"

In an instant, the entire barracks screamed, and countless people knelt down and kowtowed and howled.

There are even people who have done something wrong, crying and begging the immortal for forgiveness.

Since then, the legend of immortals has spread in this area.

People in Hubei set up a Longevity Temple for Feng Ji, and some people who had seen Feng Ji made a portrait of Feng Ji, and invited skilled craftsmen to cast temples and Taoist temples.

The legend of immortals punishing corrupt officials spread throughout the north.

The court of the Song Dynasty was even more shaken up and down. Countless officials angrily accused Feng Ji of being a monster, and tried their best to suppress these rumors.

It's a pity that these things, the more they are suppressed, the more they spread, the more ferocious they become.

……

Feng Ji didn't know these things yet, and he had already returned to the carriage.

Li Mochou coaxed the rescued girl to sleep, and Lin Yu and Grandma Sun also looked at the girl with pity.

Li Mochou looked at Feng Ji and said, "Brother Feng, I want to accept this child."

Feng Ji was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay."

He took a closer look at this child. Although he was a child from an ordinary family, he was born with delicate features and good looks. Even at such a young age, he could still tell that he was a beauty.

Li Mochou said in a low voice: "I didn't force her mother to commit suicide, I feel very uncomfortable, I want to take her as my apprentice."

Feng Ji couldn't help sighing, patted her head, and said, "I don't blame you, you don't have to feel guilty."

"No, I could stop it at that time, I..."

Her eyes were red, and tears overflowed, obviously blaming herself very much.

Feng Ji could only comfort her with soft words.

After a long time, she said: "I want to raise this child Ling Bo, teach her kung fu, and let her be a hero in the future!"

Feng Ji nodded, and was about to agree, when suddenly he was taken aback and asked in astonishment, "What do you call her?"

"Lingbo, Hong Lingbo, that's her name."

Feng Ji was silent for a moment, filled with emotion in his heart.

It turned out that Hong Lingbo met Mo Chou at this time.

"You do have a master-student relationship."

He smiled and said, "It's also her blessing that she has you as a master."

Li Mochou shook her head and said: "If it is possible, she definitely wants her parents to live."

Feng Ji also sighed with emotion: "Yes, what happened today, we can see that the Great Song Dynasty is really corrupt to the bone, not worthy of the support of the people, let alone countless passionate people throwing their heads and blood for it."

Li Mochou raised her head and looked at Feng Ji: "Brother Feng, with your ability, can you change the world?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "I've already changed once, and I don't want to do the same thing again."

Li Mochou was stunned, not knowing why.

Feng Ji took her jade hand and said: "But I don't want to worry about it, but I can train some people to help the world, destroy the Song Dynasty to save the people, and drive out the Tartars."

He has been emperor once, and expelled the Mongol Tartars once.

He doesn't want to do the same thing again, the position of emperor is supremely honorable to others.

But for Feng Ji, it would only become a chore to distract him from cultivating immortality.

Of course, he will not watch the people in this world suffer, so he will naturally do his part.

(End of this chapter)