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Chapter 132 Get Out

"Princess, there are many wild beasts in this wilderness at night. They want to bury these bodies to prevent them from being eaten by wild beasts." Niu Dali explained.

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly, "You're so merciful. You were just fighting, and now you're actually concerned about the bodies of the enemy. You won't let the soldiers rest properly. How will we defend them if there's a big battle later? Throw everything away. We'll set off after dawn. Don't worry about it."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings became silent for a moment.

Niu Dali glanced at the expressions of the soldiers around him and said in a deep voice: "The dead are the greatest. No matter whether they are opponents or not, they must rest in peace after death. This is the rule of the battlefield."

"This is not a battlefield, and they are just some bandits robbing us. It's not worth it. Let the brothers have a good rest. We will set off after daybreak."

After saying that, Jiang Yuan turned and walked into the tent, not giving Niu Dali any chance to speak.

Niu Dali stood there in silence for a moment, then turned to look at the soldiers around him.

"What do you think?"

Attention did not give an answer, but responded with practical actions.

The bodies were lifted up one by one and transported to one place and stacked up. After all the bodies were gathered together, they started digging holes on the spot and finally buried all the bodies.

Niu Dali walked over to Jiang Yuan's tent, bowed, and said, "Princess, we are not burying the enemy's bodies, but our own. This is the rule of the battlefield. If they die today, it may be us who die tomorrow. We brothers don't want our bodies to become food for wild beasts one day."

Jiang Yuan in the tent trembled violently, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

"Ah."

Zhong Lin, who was in a tent not far away, also listened to the entire conversation and sighed in his heart.

Men on the battlefield die wrapped in their horse's hide, and no one wants their bodies to be desecrated after death, so everyone abides by the rules of the battlefield. No matter whether they are family members or opponents, the dead are the greatest and should be buried in peace. This action is just to ensure that someone will bury them like this after they die in the future. This is a tacit tradition and an unspoken rule among countries.

After a long struggle, all traces were finally cleaned up, and even the blood was buried in the soil.

As soon as the sun rose, everyone started their journey again.

Zhong Lin still stayed in the carriage, continuing to open up his meridians and acupuncture points, improving his martial arts skills.

The first level of Tongmai Realm has been achieved, and the second level is to open up the three yang meridians of the hand.

The three yang meridians of the hand also have three meridians, namely the hand yangming large intestine meridian, the hand taiyang small intestine meridian, and the hand shaoyang triple burner meridian.

These three meridians involve a total of 62 acupoints, and the workload is more than three times that of the first-level three yin meridians.

Zhong Lin took a deep breath and said, "Let's get started!"

With a thought, a strand of silk energy slowly moved towards the location of "Shangyang Point".

Shangyang point is located on the radial side of the last segment of the index finger, above the corner of the nail root. It is very small, so the advantage is that you don’t have to worry about it being too dangerous. As long as you pay attention, you can easily open it.

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"Woooooooo..."

A strange flute sound rang out among the valleys. The voice was low and deep. After hearing it, it seemed as if a burden weighing tens of millions of pounds was pressing on the heart.

The sound of the flute in the wild forest sounds so strange.

"alert."

Niu Dali's expression changed drastically, and he ordered all the soldiers to surround the carriage where Jiang Yuan was.

The outermost layer is the sword and shield soldiers, who use shields for defense, the middle layer holds spears, and the innermost layer holds longbows.

Zhong Lin then emerged from the carriage again, his expression grim. After all, no one would be in a good mood if their cultivation was interrupted. He had just tried and was almost at the point of opening the Shangyang acupoint. Jiang Yuan quickly approached Zhong Lin and whispered, "Excuse me, Senior Brother."

Zhong Lin nodded. He sensed a slight fluctuation of his inner energy in the flute sound, echoing in the air. He laughed in anger and said, "Are all assassins so arrogant now? Get out of here."

Come out...come out...come.

Zhong Lin roared angrily, and the sound shook for a hundred miles. Wherever the sound waves passed, the trees shook, the rocks trembled, the birds fell, and even the sound of the flute was suppressed.

"Such a powerful internal energy, such a powerful sonic power, worthy of being a disciple of the Jian Ding Sect, Ding He is honored."

On the rocky mountaintop in the distance, the man who was playing the recorder finally stopped. He was dressed in black, and the sound of the recorder was ringing loudly in the mountain wind.

As he spoke, Ding He slowly put away his recorder, tucked it around his waist, took a step, and descended from the top of the mountain like a giant bird.

Ding He did not take action immediately. Instead, he bowed to Jiang Yuan and said, "Greetings, Third Princess."

Jiang Yuan looked at the person in front of him with an unpleasant expression and said in a cold voice, "Since you know my identity, you still dare to do such a treasonous thing. You are so bold."

"I have been entrusted with a task and I must be loyal to the person who entrusted me. Some people do not want the Third Princess to return to the capital. I hope you will forgive me."

After saying that, he moved his palm and slapped Jiang Yuan in the air. A palm of energy appeared out of thin air, and the violent wind made the surrounding soldiers fall in love with it. If Jiang Yuan was hit by this palm, he would die on the spot.

"So brave."

Zhong Lin snorted coldly, pointed his finger, and a palm strike hit the center of the sword light.

boom!
The palm energy dissipated, and Ding He took this opportunity to appear above Zhong Lin's head.

His target was not Jiang Yuan, but Zhong Lin. He knew that unless he killed Zhong Lin, he would never be able to get close to Jiang Yuan.

"Five Thunder Palm."

A ball of flame suddenly burst out from Ding He's palm, and the flame exploded into five balls of fire. The fire was spherical and had thorns, like chestnuts. The hot breath made people feel as if they were being burned deep in the fire.

"Taiyi Splitting Light."

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the void expanded, splitting into many sword lights, like spider web silk interweaving into a dense sword net.

As soon as this layer of sword net was spread out, it immediately trapped Ding He's flames. Suddenly, countless metal cutting sounds were heard, and it was about to split it apart.

"It's a very sharp light-splitting sword technique, but do you think this is the only method I have?"

Ding He sneered and waved his hands. Suddenly, seven emerald green flames came from the sky like sword energy. The flames broke through the air and made a long rumbling sound.

The surrounding land was all illuminated by this green flame, appearing lush green.

Many soldiers who had been scattered around suddenly turned pale, felt dizzy, and some even spat out blood.

"Mr. Zhong, be careful. This flame is poisonous."

Niu Dali shouted loudly, then quickly mobilized his qi and blood to resist the poisonous gas.

Zhong Lin also had a solemn expression. Looking at the performance of the people around him, he could feel the power of this fire poison. It was actually able to combine fire and poison together to exert such a powerful force.

Bang bang bang!
A series of emerald green flames rushed towards Zhong Lin. Not willing to be outdone, he swung his sword finger and used the Lingxi Sword Finger. A series of golden sword energy shot out into the air and collided with the flames.

The collision of the two actually made a sound like a hammer hitting a bell. The terrifying air waves splashed in all directions, shaking on all sides, and the smoke and clouds rolled and surged like waves.

(End of this chapter)