I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 240 The terrifying Han Jiu! Kill! Legalism!

The arrow was only a few feet away from the carriage.

The aroused air waves caused the car curtains to sway, faintly revealing the slim and beautiful figure inside.

But at this time, everyone who noticed the movement here did not care to appreciate the woman's beautiful appearance.

All their attention was attracted by the majestic figure wearing ordinary Zhenliao armor beside the carriage.

In a matter of seconds, he caught the arrow with one hand.

This kind of cultivation strength is definitely a top overhaul!

As for what kind of realm it is, it is not something that ordinary people can see.

When the majestic figure roared out the vague word "seeking death", the entire long street was suddenly enveloped in a terrifying aura.

Everyone inside was shocked, and when they were lost in thought, they saw the thick arrow that was supposed to be shot at the carriage fly back in an instant.

There is no true essence, true agility, and no magic power.

Some are as simple as pure terrifying brute force!

Those with lower cultivation levels only caught a faint flash of black light, followed by a piercing scream that ripped through the air.

As pieces of wood and bricks flew around, several figures in black suddenly rushed out.

It would be too unfair to get into trouble for nothing.

Ignoring the screams of the soldiers, Han Jiu raised his head and looked into the void.

That team of soldiers drawn from the General's Mansion were loyal to their duties.

After only two or three steps, he stepped into the void and appeared in front of him.

"Ant, die...die!"

Until they heard the words that could not be said to be sarcasm, but the truth.

assassin!

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the leading Yuanshen realm assassin, but this anger only lasted for a moment and then froze.

Smoke and dust rose.

How can one person stop the combination of a real Yuanshen and several Tianmen Realm great masters?

The best outcome at this moment is for them to use their flesh and blood to block those black-clothed assassins even for just one breath.

"Take Mrs. Jiang away!"

They are all high-level assassins above the Grand Master of Tianmen Realm!

The black-clothed and masked figure at the head is even more of a terrifying Yuanshen Daoist!

With a low roar like a wild beast, Han Jiu swept the soldiers aside with a sweep of his arm.

When he came to his senses, he saw that a high-rise restaurant in the distance had two floors cut off in an instant.

The majestic figure wearing black armor kept stepping forward.

Seeing those black-clad and masked assassins coming to kill from the air, even though they knew that they were just ants in front of these powerful men, they still drew their swords and formed a formation to protect them in front of the carriage.

His eyes were red, and strong anger filled his heart.

Once something goes wrong, it will definitely be implicated.

As the pupils contracted violently, they faced the pair of red and terrifying eyes under the upper armor.

Then a big hand covered by arm armor strangled his neck without warning.

So everyone's expression remained unchanged, and they hurriedly flew away from this land of right and wrong.

"No... don't! Spare..."

It's just that right now is not the time to care about these things. No matter how high your cultivation level is, what can you do?

Unfortunately... it's too late.

Then, with almost no hesitation, they all headed towards the direction of the carriage and attacked from the air.

However, facing the determination of these soldiers to die, Han's ferocious face under the nine-faced armor was a little irritable.

The runes all over his forehead, accompanied by trembling veins, happened to meet the assassins in black who were rushing towards him.

Then Han Jiu took Lady Jiang and fled quickly.

Some incomplete and fuzzy memory images kept reappearing in my mind.

As long as they wait until the big shots in the city react, their death will not be in vain.

The carriage, which had to stop, was parked in the center of the long street.

"It's... it's in your way, get out... get away..."

Although they both wore Zhenliao armor, he didn't recognize Han Jiu.

Because the next moment the vague tone fell into the wind.

He didn't even know that this stupid guy who was guarding Madam Jiang all day long had such a high level of cultivation.

But as a result, the already chaotic long street suddenly became even more chaotic.

The Yuanshen Daoist who finally realized something had flashes of shock and fear in his eyes, and finally turned into a scream for mercy.

The voice of the armored commander was as cold and decisive as the armor on his body.

Such an unexpected move immediately stunned the assassins in black.

Seeing this scene, some monks present who could have sat aside and watched the show suddenly realized that the identity of the nobleman in the carriage was not simple.

Effortlessly grasping it in the palm of your hand.

The neck connecting the head and body was crushed into a ball of flesh.

The moment the head hung down without support, a shadow struggled out of the body and was about to escape in an instant.

The sixth realm!

How can it be!

Without leaving the upper three realms, the sixth realm is undoubtedly the pinnacle of monks.

In court, he can be the governor of a county.

In the wild, he can also be called the ancestor of Zongdao.

How could such a person condescend to serve as a guard for a woman of humble origin?

He can't figure it out!

Even more ridiculous!

But that's what happened, so he died.

The soul with a clearly distinguishable face had just emerged from the body, and before it could escape far, it was slapped into ashes and annihilated by a casual palm.

But after doing all this, Han Jiu seemed to have swatted a fly to death, with the expression of his red eyes not changing at all.

He didn't even bother to look at the corpse falling from the void.

Turning to look at the remaining assassins in black.

The remaining assassins in black were obviously shocked by the sudden change in front of them.

Just one face-to-face meeting, the dignified master Yuanshen died just like that.

Amidst a sudden change of expressions of shock and fear, several people looked at each other instantly.

Then he said boldly.

"Ignore him! Kill that woman first!"

With a loud shout, several figures immediately dispersed.

He bypassed Han Jiu and rushed toward the carriage.

And as the power of Tianmen's true power poured down on the carriage, a sinister smile finally appeared on the lips of these black-clothed assassins.

After all, with such an intensive attack, just one hit would be enough to completely tear the carriage and the woman in it apart!

As for themselves?

As a dead soldier.

Death is just a means to complete the task.

There is nothing to regret.

But they still underestimated their opponents after all.

As early as the moment when their bodies changed, thick chains extended from the black armor.

The iron rope crossed the sky.

A cold sky formed above the carriage.

The so-called true power of the Tianmen realm fell on these sky curtains composed of iron ropes, and became invisible without even the slightest tremor.

An earthworm shakes a tree, nothing more than that.

At this moment, the horror and despair of these assassins in black contrasted with the sarcasm and ridicule in those red eyes.

"die……"

The voice is vague and has a long ending.

Before they could fall, a series of iron ropes suddenly pierced through the air, piercing through the chests of the black-clothed assassins like piercing sugar-coated haws.

In an instant, all the offensive suddenly disappeared.

The gurgling blood meandered down the iron cable, and there was even a small 'shower' falling in the void.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock——

A bright red rain of blood dripped onto the ground.

The long street is silent and clearly audible.

Such a bloody and cruel scene is undoubtedly very visually impactful.

Some of the monks who had the courage to watch the battle from a distance subconsciously felt their throats tightening as they looked at the assassins in black who were instantly nailed to death in the void.

Real person in the Yuanshen realm.

The great master of Tianmen Realm.

In the past, they could only look up to such a great monk.

But who would have thought that such a high-ranking existence would one day be wantonly slaughtered.

It's really like...butchering a pig or a dog!

At this moment, an inexplicable sense of absurdity emerged from their hearts.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me felt extremely unreal.

It wasn't until that majestic and domineering figure glanced around them that they suddenly came back to their senses.

One by one, they quickly lowered their heads and looked away, not daring to look at each other.

Above the void.

Iron cables stretched across the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun.

Corpses are dotted among them.

Han Jiu, who is in the center, looks like a crab with teeth and claws, but in fact it is more like the unparalleled demon god from ancient legends.

The power of the devil is overwhelming, formidable and terrifying.

He was identifying danger, a duty imprinted on his soul.

And as time passes by minute by minute.

The redness in Han Jiu's eyes gradually faded a bit.

The iron rope that covered the sky and sun was finally slowly put away.

The moment the corpses, whose blood was almost drained, fell to the ground, Han Jiu's figure also fell in front of the carriage.

Kneel down on one knee respectfully.

"Mistress, it's...clean."

The old man driving the cart calmed down the frightened horses, but in fact he was no less frightened than the horses.

Although he also guessed that the champion Hou must have left behind a backup plan before leaving.

But when I saw this backhand with my own eyes, I couldn't help but be shocked by it.

The being named Han Jiu in front of him was obviously different from ordinary monks, and the mana aura on his body was not obvious, let alone those assassins who were severely cheated.

Even he had missed the mark before.

'Could it be...the sixth-level Taoist soldier of Beigu Sect? '

Thinking of the [Beigu Sect] files left in the Haizhi Guards, the old man finally had a clear understanding in his heart.

Then he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

The champion was really willing to give up to Lady Jiang.

But that's also a good thing. After all, Lady Jiang is the adopted daughter of Chang Shi, and their Haizhi Guards were formed by Chang Shi.

This is the tendency of the human heart.

At this time, the female voice in the carriage was still gentle and calm, and she hummed softly and said.

"Now that it's taken care of, let's go."

"My adoptive father is busy with his affairs, so don't keep him waiting."

……

The carriage moves leisurely.

It didn't take long to arrive at the General's Mansion.

After picking up the carriage under her skirt, Jiang Wan raised her eyes and saw Li Wenjing, who was smiling brightly.

"Father."

Li Wenjing folded her hands and sleeves, just like an ordinary rich old man.

There is no rumored reputation as the Smiling Tiger or the Living Yama.

Jiang Wan knelt down and saluted, but Li Wenjing calmly turned around to avoid it.

"You're not scared, are you?"

Jiang Wan smiled slightly.

"As long as Han Jiu is here, Wan Niang will be fine."

The smile on Li Wenjing's face became more and more obvious.

"That's good."

Neither of them raised the issue of the assassin, as if nothing had happened.

Enter the hall.

Han Jiu's body, like an iron tower, followed Jiang Wan step by step. Li Wenjing seemed not to notice, let alone chase him away.

After sitting down, he praised Jiang Wan.

"The mountains collapsed in front of me but the color remains unchanged. If Wan Niang were born as a man, she would be a great husband for the rest of her life!"

Jiang Wan was noncommittal.

"My foster father is overrated."

Compared to this praise, she would rather live with Brother Shao, bear children for him, and be an ordinary woman as originally planned.

It's just that Li Wenjing is just a foster father, not a biological father.

There are some thoughts about her daughter's family that even if Li Wenjing treats her well, she can't express them to him.

After stepping forward to make tea and serving tea to Li Wenjing, Jiang Wan said bluntly.

"Father, what are you studying today?"

One day a few months ago, Li Wenjing suddenly suggested that she learn something from him every day.

Jiang Wan did not refuse and agreed directly.

But Jiang Wan was a little disappointed that what Li Wenjing taught her was not the so-called way of cultivation.

Instead, let her help with official documents.

In her spare time, she would also be asked to read some classics such as criminal laws and laws.

Jiang Wan was a little confused, but she could feel that her cheap adoptive father was probably not an aimless person.

This move must have deep meaning.

Therefore, during this period of time, Jiang Wan has never been slacking off every day.

As for Jiang Wan's diligent and studious attitude, the admiration and satisfaction in Li Wenjing's eyes became even stronger.

After looking at Jiang Wan carefully for a while, he suddenly asked.

"Wan Niang...want to practice?"

This was the first time Li Wenjing mentioned cultivation in front of her.

Jiang Wan looked stunned for a moment, then stood up, knelt down respectfully in front of Li Wenjing, and kowtowed.

"I would like to listen to my adoptive father's teachings."

The determination and longing in the words are self-evident.

Li Wenjing smiled heartily when she saw this.

It has to be said that the people who can appear next to that person are all very lucky.

Not to mention the future pillow person.

Gongsun Xinyi’s Nizi was born with an extraordinary personality that needs no explanation.

The woman surnamed Jiang in front of her was far superior to ordinary people in terms of her character and talent for cultivation.

Li Wenjing had adopted her as her adopted daughter before, and she just wanted to take the opportunity to build a relationship.

But after spending more than half a year together, he became more and more fond of this girl.

Although they are not connected by blood, they are a pair of fake father and daughter, but they are very similar in some ways.

It is an inexplicable similarity and continuation.

Sometimes Li Wenjing would even sigh with regret.

'If I had a daughter, that would be like this, right? '

With these thoughts together, Li Wenjing made a decision in her heart.

He waved his hand and used magic power to lift Jiang Wanxu up.

Then he looked at Jiang Wanxiao and asked.

"Wan Niang, do you know about Legalism?"

Jiang Wan raised her head, and even though she had vaguely expected it, she still felt a hint of surprise.

Legalism?

Since the fall of the former Qin Dynasty, this theory and practice have also been destroyed.

What's more, didn't his adoptive father come from Jixia Academy, a holy land of Confucianism?

You must know that the conflict between Confucianism and Legalism at that time involved Taoism, and the two sides were mortal enemies.

Is my adopted father trying to... deceive his master and destroy his ancestors?

Looking at Jiang Wan's expression, Li Wenjing immediately knew that this girl had clearly understood the connection.

So he didn't hide it, blinked and said with a smile.

"Otherwise, how do you think your father left the academy?"

No one knows what he has experienced as one of the seventy-two disciples of that Confucian master who was originally in the eighth realm of the Holy Land. Now his cultural heritage has been cut off, he has been reduced to a bitter cold land in the northern border, and he has been relegated to the position of long history. What happened during this period.

Li Wenjing never told others this.

Even though he was from Jixia Academy, Jiang Wan only heard him mention it accidentally.

No matter how she tried to test her, Li Wenjing remained tight-lipped and kept secrets.

But I didn't expect that some clues would be spied out today.

Seeing that Jiang Wan did not respond to her immediately, Li Wenjing was not annoyed, and the smile on her face did not diminish.

"If you don't want to, forget it, after all, Jixia Academy..."

Li Wenjing did not finish her words.

But the meaning is obvious.

Facing a behemoth like Jixia Academy and a taboo doctrine like Legalism, it is normal to be afraid.

Hearing this, Jiang Wan shook her head and said firmly.

"Father, Wan Niang is willing to learn."

Li Wenjing said in surprise.

"You are not afraid?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wan followed Li Wenjing's example and blinked.

"Why should my adoptive father scare me?"

The adopted father and adopted daughter are legally the same as the biological father and daughter.

The adopted son can even inherit the family business.

In this relationship, what difference does it make whether Jiang Wan learns from Legalism or not?

What's more, if Jixia Academy really wanted to kill Li Wenjing, it would be the same even if they were hiding in the ends of the earth, let alone in northern Xinjiang.

"She is indeed a smart girl! She deserves to inherit my mantle!"

Li Wenjing, who was usually smiling but not smiling, laughed out loud at this moment.

After laughing, he took out a secret book and placed it in front of Jiang Wan.

"Come on, let's learn this first."

Jiang Wan took a closer look and saw that it was a Confucian classic.

Li Wenjing raised her eyebrows and said with a half-smile.

"There are seventy-two lines of learning in the palace, but my father's lineage is a mixture of Confucianism and Dharma, kings and tyrants, so I should study Confucianism first!"

"Before you achieve great success, you need to be more like a Confucian scholar than a Confucian disciple."

Jiang Wan took over the Confucian classic and suddenly understood.

Volume 7 of the Buddhist [Mahaparinirvana Sutra]:

Demon King Bo Xun said to the World Honored One, "At the end of the Dharma, my sons and grandsons will be monks. They will wear your cassocks and destroy your Buddha's Dharma. They will have the name of monks, practice the devil's way, and destroy your Buddha's Dharma!" '

The principles are all common.

……

Time passed suddenly.

By the time Jiang Wan said goodbye to Li Wenjing, it was already an hour later.

Li Wenjing squinted her eyes, smiled and waved her hands.

"After I go back, I should review the past and learn the new. Tomorrow I will take a test as a father."

"Here."

Watching the girl's graceful figure disappear into the quiet room under the protection of Han Jiu.

The smiling tiger in the eyes of the world actually showed a bit of love and expectation.

"Has it been found out?"

Gongsun Du, who walked out of the void, frowned slightly.

Didn't speak at the first moment.

In fact, there is no need to check this matter at all.

Assassination in the street, such stupid things are indeed done by idiots.

"Don't worry, you and I have known each other for many years, and I will give you an explanation."

As Jiang Wan's adoptive father, even if he only holds a title.

Doing this is also a slap in Li Wenjing's face.

Those idiots have been living in the bitter cold land of Liaodong for a long time, and their brains may have been frozen.

But in response to Gongsun Du's words, Li Wenjing shook her head and smiled.

"It doesn't matter whether you give me an explanation or not..."

Li Wenjing said, suddenly looking in the direction of Youbei Champion City.

"It's important to give that boy an explanation."

Gongsun Du was stunned when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.

"Seven realms of immortality!"

"Is that the boy?"

……

(End of this chapter)