Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 503: Ruined Temple in the Deep Mountains + Steady Hand

"You have a good name."

Zhou Ping'an sneered, looked at the violent attack of Fu Dongliu, the Tiqi commander on the opposite side, and raised his hand to flick it lightly.

A violent and ferocious aura suddenly rose from his body.

As soon as this murderous intent appeared.

The red scorpion evil spirit on Fu Dongliu's body was like encountering a natural enemy. With a scream, it turned into wisps of red smoke and dissipated.

He hasn't reacted yet.

Then I saw a finger had already bounced onto the tip of the gun.

The fine steel spear was made by a hundred times of tempering. With a loud bang, it fell over, and an infinite force surged in.

At the first moment, the bones of Fu Dongliu's hands holding the gun turned into powder, and he watched helplessly as the handle of the black steel gun crashed into his chest.

Shattering the internal organs.

He opened his mouth and tried to breathe, but he couldn't get a breath of air. It was as if there was a vacuum all around him.

His body flew backwards like a meteor, and flew more than thirty feet before falling heavily to the ground.

It fell to the ground, creating a shallow hole and raising a cloud of dust.

"weekly……"

Fu Dongliu couldn't catch his breath, his eyes were full of despair, the light in his mind gradually dimmed, his head tilted, and he was no longer able to breathe.

"He has some vision, but his brain is not working well. He knew that the lord was coming, but he still dared to take action. He is simply courting death."

Qingnv coughed twice, her face pale, and she flew to Zhou Ping'an like a swift, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly: "You, you have been here for a long time, and you are watching us fight to the death. Do you want to see me laugh at you?"

Zhou Ping'an felt the warmth on his arm and heard the soft voices. His heart couldn't help but warm up. He smiled and said, "Qing'er, since you are almost at the level of sound attack that resonates with the heaven and earth, I want to help you break through this level. Also, they are all fine."

As he spoke, the Qinglin Army cavalryman who was lying on the ground and dying suddenly got up for unknown reasons.

A pair of hands touched and pressed on the body left and right, stretched the body, and felt the vitality boiling and spreading deep inside the body. Immediately, his face showed ecstasy, and he realized what was happening.

Seven or eight people looked at each other and bowed to the ground, "Thank you, sir, for saving our lives."

"No need to be polite. Look at those Tiqi who are still alive. Persuade them to surrender. They are all good laborers.

They will be registered and taken to prisoner-of-war camps, and strictly controlled. After half a year, they will be transferred to auxiliary soldiers based on their performance. "

This is the custom of the Peace Army.

When encountering hostile troops, do not kill too many people.

If there are those who are forced to surrender after the war, their rebellious nature will be tamed and they will be forced to work for a period of time... After a period of time, we will see how much they identify with the Heian Army.

If one still cannot get over that hurdle in his heart and is unwilling to truly surrender, then of course he will continue to work and will not be killed.

Anyway, it would take a huge amount of manpower to capture so many cities, reclaim land for farming, repair roads and walls, build houses, and even cut down trees and mine.

When ordinary people were doing these things, Zhou Ping'an would also instruct the government to distribute money and food so as not to cause too much damage to the people's strength.

However, they were not so kind to this type of captives.

You don't have to pay them to work.

"Here..."

More than thirty Qinglin Riders immediately became alert.

They rushed forward in a swarm.

The remaining dozen or so black-armored cavalrymen had been charging despite their injuries. Seeing their commander die so miserably, how could they still have the will to fight? Seeing that the situation was hopeless, they immediately threw away their weapons and surrendered.

Of course, there were also a few who were ignorant of the danger and still fought desperately.

There was nothing much to say, as he was killed on the spot by the Qinglin Cavalry.

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"My Lord, will you stay in Wushan County for a few more days this time? I have learned a few new dishes and would like to invite you to taste them."

Qingnv's eyes looked like they were about to drip water.

Her personality is different from Lin Huaiyu's. She is obviously a pure virgin, but she is very proactive. Moreover, she learned a lot of worldly jargon from somewhere, which makes people think of impure things just by listening to her.

Is that a dish?
Treat yourself as a dish...

"The important thing is business. Just as your intelligence said, the Phoenix Tower's calculations were so precise, there must be someone helping them secretly. That person really hasn't gone far..."

A hint of coldness flashed across Zhou Ping'an's eyes. He raised his head and looked towards the northwest. He chuckled and said, "The methods of Brahma Temple are indeed extraordinary. Monk Xuanming's methods are also indeed profound. We can't let him escape."

"Qing'er, go to Wushan County and wait for me first. I'll be back soon... Also, you can call me husband from now on."

Zhou Ping'an turned around and smiled, then with a flash of his body, he rushed into the clouds.

Only Qingnv's arms were still clasped together, and she looked a little dazed, "Okay, husband."

The mountain breeze blew across her temples, leaving a trace of wetness that was then dried by the wind.

"Tiezhi, go to Wushan, call in the county soldiers, and take all these horses back. Wow, Fenghuangtai is really rich."

Following Qingnv's loud shout, a rider responded and quickly galloped back the way they came.

No wonder Qingnv was jealous.

Even in the most critical moment before, she still had the consciousness to not kill the horse and only hurt people.

In fact, these horses are all tall and strong, covered with iron armor, but they can still gallop and jump freely with light steps.

The total number of such good horses and even good armor of the Ping An Army now is less than one thousand.

All of them can be paid.

Now that we have the three counties in our hands, we have an army of 200,000.

It is also time to train a heavy cavalry to charge into the battle.

If it is all made by yourself, there is no need to rush. If you see it, you cannot waste it and should accept it all.

Anyway, the imperial court is wealthy and powerful, and the cavalry is elite enough. As long as they win a few more battles, they will have everything.

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Monk Xuanming's ability to hide himself is indeed extraordinary.

But Zhou Ping'an could not hide it.

Following the strange scent of incense that combined good and evil, a winding curve seemed to be drawn in Zhou Ping'an's mind.

Heading westward, crossing mountains and ridges, after running for more than thirty miles, we saw that the forests in front of us became more dense and the road was almost invisible.

Instead, there are thickets of thorns and vines everywhere, with occasional roars of animals and chirping of birds, making it seem particularly quiet.

When we got here, the familiar aura of Monk Xuanming became weaker and weaker until it disappeared not far ahead.

Zhou Ping'an only felt that the view in front of him suddenly became wider.

He appeared from the clouds in a flash, standing on a branch of a tree, looking thoughtfully at the white mountains, black waters, fragrant grass and dilapidated temple in front of him.

"There is such a flat land hidden deep in the forest, and a small temple is built there."

Zhou Ping'an did not move forward, nor did he have any intention of inquiring about the temple. He just watched from afar, feeling the crisis in his heart that was so strong that it made his scalp tingle.

"My goodness, is this still a monk? He must have a hundred tricks up his sleeve, fanning the flames everywhere, leading the way and instigating others. He even casually makes moves and sets traps..."

Recalling the assassination attempt by the three men from Samsara Palace in Jinhe City, Zhou Ping'an discovered that the soldiers under the Phoenix Terrace seemed to be fighting against him.

Every move was fatal, forcing me to move.

Afterwards, they discovered that not only were there soldiers from the Phoenix Terrace infiltrating, but there were also monks from the Brahma Temple hiding secretly. Therefore, they wanted to kill this person to avoid being overwhelmed by the other party's running back and forth and forming alliances.

As a result, as soon as they caught up with the opponent, a big hole was dug here.

Whether it is seen with the naked eye or through spiritual perception.

In fact, he couldn't see what was so special about the dilapidated temple with its mottled paint on the walls.

However, it is precisely because there is nothing surprising about it that the temple located deep in the mountains appears extremely strange.

There are no pedestrians here and the roads are blocked.

What's the point of building a temple?

Where does the incense come from?

Who is hosting again?

Suspicions arose in his mind, and Zhou Ping'an tried again to think about going in to check. Deep in his heart, he felt a warning.

"In fact, Tang Wan's guess is not too wrong. My sense of danger is more like a premonition than a soul alert. I don't know if it's the blessing of heaven and earth, or if the treasure has spirits..."

Zhou Ping'an looked up at the sky.

The sun was setting in the sky and the scenery was picturesque, without seeming anything strange.

When I looked at the mirror marks on my wrist again, I felt a slight warmth.

"Most likely the treasure has spirits."

'This time, the mirror jumped a little abnormally, as if reminding me of something...'

No matter if it is martial arts cultivation, Dharma cultivation, or any other path of cultivation, once you embark on the path of transcendence, you will no longer be ignorant and mundane. Any kind of induction, such as "a flash of inspiration" or "a sudden impulse", will have a deep meaning and cannot be simply explained as an illusion.

Therefore, Zhou Ping'an decided to retreat directly.

Since we know that this is a hidden trick planned by Old Monk Xuanming, there is no need to act according to his ideas.

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Chapter 580: Steady Hand

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Old Monk Xuanming is not a fool. It can be said that this person has a deep understanding of himself. After all, they have fought secretly more than once.

No matter how careless he is, the old monk would never think that ordinary means can deceive him.

Well, since Old Monk Xuanming had deliberately taken a roundabout way to set up an ambush, it was so coincidental that his aura disappeared in the ruined temple.

There must be a reason for this.

I think there is some way to keep me here.

"What kind of ambush could give the old monk such confidence?"

Zhou Ping'an was not curious at all.

With a move of his body, he had retreated a hundred feet, leaving no trace in the air, blending into the breeze, clouds and water, without leaving any trace.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

In front of the temple, a string of tattered and dusty Buddhist beads on the wrist of a broken guardian stone statue with crooked eyes and a slanted mouth suddenly moved.

The dust settled, and the Buddha beads began to shine. On the left side of the temple gate, an old monk with a kind face and a smile appeared.

"What a great guy Zhou Ping'an is! Little Huangquan is so secretive, yet he was able to detect the danger. This man must not be allowed to stay."

Although the old monk still had a smiling face, his tone was cold and cruel.

“I don’t know how he found out.
Even a strong man in the Godly Martial Realm had suffered a great loss here and was terrified. What a pity, what a pity, but Da Luo, please help me?"

Old Monk Xuanming looked up at the guardian stone statue beside him, clasped his hands together and bowed.

The tattered stone statue with a missing nose, missing eyes and broken arms did not answer. It still stood there quietly like a dead object, as if it would stand there forever for hundreds or thousands of years.

The old monk bowed, and as a gust of wind blew, the dust on the ground swirled up, carrying a few yellow grass leaves, and his figure disappeared.

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This time, Zhou Ping'an did not pursue again.

Instead, he frowned slightly and hid in the shadow of the leaves, like a black mark in the sunlight, without the slightest trace of presence.

He knew that Old Monk Xuanming was really gone.

The other party is indeed a decisive and cunning person, and it is a pity for him to be a monk.

Once you realize that something is impossible, stop continuing in vain.

He can afford to win and lose.

If you lose one round, just try again.

No dragging of feet.

Moreover, Zhou Pingan can basically conclude it.

Even if I continue chasing it, I will probably end up in some inexplicable trap.

You must not let the other party lead you by the nose.

It would be better to judge the next move of Master Xuanming from the root cause.

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As for the dilapidated temple in front of us.

Obviously, it is not something I can test now.

The old monk just walked around the temple gate without taking a single step into the temple.

"It's better to go home."

Zhou Ping'an turned around and left, disappearing like smoke, never looking back.

Chasing and killing the old monk is just like hunting rabbits by catching grass.

His main purpose for coming to Wushan County was to find out the big news that Qingnv had mentioned.

"You mean, you accidentally got the news that the Zhenbei Army had quietly moved south and reached Yunzhou?"

See Qingnv again.

But it is not Wushan County Government Office.

Zhou Ping'an did not summon the city guard to come and pay a visit, but quietly entered the house of a wealthy businessman in the west of the city.

This is one of the secret bases of the Qinglin Cavalry of Wushan City.

When the city was captured that day, many wealthy businessmen, who had received the news, fled the city early.

The Ping An Army never stopped such merchants and wealthy families when they encountered them.

They can leave if they want to. Zhou Ping'an doesn't care even if they want to escape to Qingzhou or Luozhou.

On the contrary, I think this is a good thing.

They could never take away the houses, shops and properties in the city.

No one will take over in a hurry.

Moreover, after these people leave, it will be beneficial to the new policies that Zhou Ping'an will implement next.

As long as they don't cause sabotage and don't set fire to the city before leaving, most of the generals under the Ping An Army will not take ruthless actions.

However, there really are some wealthy people whose brains are broken.

Seeing that he could not take his property with him and did not want to give it to others, he ordered his servants to set fire to the house.

The wealthy family with the surname Jia ended up with a miserable outcome.

Qin Hao personally led 500 riders and chased him for 150 miles, killing his entire family and taking back all their property.

Since then, there has no longer been such a big investor with such a stupid brain.

Even some county magistrates who fled the city did not dare to mess up the official documents, but instead placed them neatly in the study, so that the "rebels" who entered the city could take over more comfortably...

It's very thoughtful.

"Is this the Enlightenment Pill? My husband, I knew that nothing could stop you. I heard that taking one Enlightenment Pill would give you at least a 70% to 80% chance of breaking through to Zhenwu..."

Qingnv happily took the fluorescent enlightenment pill and praised it as usual.

Zhou Ping'an had already developed immunity. He pushed away her head that was leaning against his chest like a kitten and shook his head, "It's not 70% or 80%, it's 100%."

The best awakening elixir can help the transformation of the soul and greatly enhance the divine will.

After all, its greatest function is to open one's mind.

It opens up the exquisite mind and the profound spiritual mind.

Transform the spirit into divine consciousness, and from then on you can sense the heaven and earth more clearly.

If a top-grade enlightenment pill still has a slight chance of failure, then after taking a top-grade enlightenment pill, unless the person taking the pill has no foundation and has not even reached the realm of heaven and man's induction, this improvement is foreseeable.

“Is it the best?”

Please forgive Qingnv for her slow reaction and lack of knowledge.

Her original identity was just an insignificant celestial maiden sent out by the Red Lotus Cult.

The name sounds nice, but in reality, apart from his outstanding appearance, he is not really a high-ranking member of the Red Lotus.

He is only slightly better than the average cannon fodder and tool man, and he just follows orders.

In this case, the fact that she could recognize the Enlightenment Pills meant that she was well-informed.

At this time, I knew it was a top-grade elixir.

Moreover, it is said to be extinct, and even the elders and guardians of the Red Lotus Sect are eager to obtain it. It is the best of the enlightenment elixirs.

How could she not be extremely excited?

"Go ahead, break through quickly. I'm still waiting to taste your cooking. When you become stronger, you won't be so vulnerable."

Zhou Pingan said with a smile.

"Hmph, wait a minute, I'll let my husband have a taste of my power."

After hearing this, Qingnv, no matter how thick-skinned she was, still felt a little embarrassed...

Obviously he remembered that when he tasted the food that day, Zhou Ping'an didn't eat much at all.

At most it's just a taste test.

I heard that after breaking through the Zhenwu realm, both the soul and the body will undergo an all-round transformation.

By then, when my body becomes stronger, I will be able to cook for him and ensure he is well fed and satisfied.

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(End of this chapter)