The burly one-eyed old man stood by the lake, looking at the sparkling night without saying a word.

His army was stationed on the shore of Fuxian Lake in southern Xinjiang; this station has been in another eighteen years.

On the 15th, he joined the army and returned to the army until he was eightyth.

This sentence refers to the old man. He joined the army at the age of fifteen, tied his head to his belt, and fought for the rest of his life.

The misty waves on Fuxian Lake are vast, and the evening breeze blew the lake water.

The old man took off his helmet, his pale hair, and he danced wildly; he hugged his helmet and walked slowly along Fuxian Lake.

The old man loved soldiers as much as his son, and he cultivated half of the military generals of the Han Dynasty in his life; watching the boys of fifteen or sixteen in his army grow up and slowly grow into pillars of the country, the old man feels very pleased every time he thinks of this.

But as long as he fights, people will die; as soon as he thinks that those boys whom he has high hopes die on the battlefield, the old man will feel bad.

"When will this troubled times end?" the old man sighed and said to himself.

The old man was a monk, but he had never read a book; his skills were passed down by a general himself; the general who taught him to practice was very nice to him, and his formation was also learned from that general.

At that time, the old man was still a young man. He followed the general to destroy more than 30 countries, expelled the remnants of the Hundred Nations Alliance to the west of Yashan, and conquered tens of thousands of miles of territory for the Han Dynasty.

The general's surname was "Li"; later his only daughter married the general's son.

The old man has seen through many things in his life...

In this world, despicable people do whatever they want, and pure and kind people are the most vulnerable to insults and hurts.

The general, the son of the general, was too soft-hearted for both generations of the Li family; he did not want his only grandson to repeat the same mistake.

However, I have been with him for too little time over the years, so I have no chance to change his too simple and kind heart.

The old man was so confused that his personal guard Ah Xi suddenly ran over and said to him with a heavy expression: "The old general, just now the spies reported that nine hundred civilians were slaughtered."

In recent years, with his suppression, the barbarians in southern Xinjiang are no longer as arrogant as before, but the barbarians massacred civilians in southern Xinjiang have been happening all the time.

The barbarians have been in the Han Dynasty for many years. In recent years, the barbarians have poisoned many civilians in southern Xinjiang.

The old man knocked on the hilt of the knife, maybe it was time to make a decision.

The old man looked at the lake and said to Ah Xi: "The three armies will set out tomorrow. In the southern border, all the barbarians you see do not need to report, but you can decide by yourself."

Ah Xi asked in shock: "Is this going to kill?"

"If I take a step back, they will go further; for more than ten years! These barbarians don't know what patience is." The old man said: "I'm tired after more than ten years of repeated teachings."

Ah Xi clasped her fists and said, "I'll continue to give orders now." After that, she flashed and left.

The old man's son-in-law's lyrics, he spoke brightly and sang: "Don't you see, the horses and rivers are walking on the snow on the seaside, the plain sands are vast and yellow into the sky. Don't you see, the border is lonely smoke and autumn are gone, and the geese are scattered across the sky in the sky. Don't you see, the 12 states outside the Han Dynasty pass, and no one can collect many white bones. Don't you see, the two armies face each other against the cold wind, and the Han soldiers are all dead!"

In the southern border of the Han Dynasty, the Zhennan Army, which had been silent for more than ten years, set off.

Xu Tianbao, who was respected by the Emperor of Han Dynasty and called the "pillar of the country", finally made up his mind and began to attack the barbarians.

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The northern desert also ushered in the spring of the second year.

Zhao Lingyu has been idle recently and has taken a walk with Qi Yingyun and the others.

Looking at the yellow sand below the mainland, she sighed: "It's better to be on it; the wind can't blow, and the rain can't beat it."

Qi Yingyun said: "I still like Jiangnan more, the climate there is pleasant, unlike the dry weather in the northern desert of the Seyat."

Zhao Lingyu asked, "Senior Brother, was the former Jiutian Sword Sect located in Jiangnan?"

Qi Yingyun said: "On Poyang Lake."

Zhao Lingyu thought about it and felt that the nine continents of the Jiutian Sword Sect were better off floating on the lake; then when she was fine, she could fish, dig lotus roots, pick lotus pods, and live a life that was really happy. In this northern desert, the weather was dry and her skin became bad.

"The younger brother has been away from home for so long, and no one has ever played with me." The younger sister said smacking her lips.

Qi Yingyun raised her lips and said with a smile: "Then you can go find Song Haoran."

"If you do this again, I will tell Senior Sister Nangong that you like her." Zhao Lingyu said tit-for-tat.

Qi Yingyun waved his hand and said, "We brothers and sisters should not hurt each other."

Lu Qi said: "Junior sister, you have such a low cultivation level. How can you protect yourself in the future?"

"Don't I have a master and senior brother?"

"Then we can't take care of you for the rest of our lives. Besides, you will have to go out to practice hard in a while. I will see what you will do at that time." Lu Qi said worriedly.

If the cultivation level of a Han monk reaches the late stage of foundation building, he must leave the sect for hard practice and experience. Only when his cultivation level breaks through the Golden Pill stage can he be qualified and return to the sect.

Zhao Lingyu said with tears in her eyes: "Senior brother, I don't want to practice hard."

Qi Yingyun sneered and threatened sarcastically: "You don't practice hard, right! I'll go find a master now!"

Zhao Lingyu was about to cry and said without tears: "Senior Brother, is it still time for us to reconcile now?"

Qi Yingyun snorted coldly, left with his hands behind his back, and said in his heart: "You little girl have something to be afraid of!"

Lu Qi also followed Qi Yingyun to Liuyun Pavilion where Xiao Yichen lived. Zhao Lingyu stomped his feet and followed the two of them cursingly.

Liuyun Pavilion.

Xiao Yichen said a few times, "Yeah, ahhh" and finally said, "It's not OK if you don't practice hard."

Xiao Yichen thought of something and said again: "Ling Yu, you are in the late stage of foundation building?"

Zhao Lingyu said speechlessly: "Although I am not as good as the two senior brothers, I have been practicing for more than ten years!" This is actually not what Zhao Lingyu really wants to say. What she wants to say is: "What is the late stage of foundation building?! I have been in the late stage of foundation building long ago, okay! Can you Xiao Yichen disciples have snacks?"

Xiao Yichen said, "That's pretty good. Get ready and go to practice hard."

Zhao Lingyu said coquettishly: "Master is so fast, can you slow down? The swordsmanship will be held next year. Can I go out later, okay?"

Xiao Yichen shook his head and said, "No, you have to go to practice hard in the later stage of foundation building, but there are clear regulations; if you don't go, you will gossip when you know."

Zhao Lingyu stood there on the spot, "What clear regulations are there? Why have I never heard of it?"

Xiao Yichen found a number from his bookcase, turned to a certain page, and then pointed it to Zhao Lingyu, "If any cultivator of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect reaches the late stage of foundation building, he must follow the ancient method, go out to practice hard, and break through the golden elixir before he can return to the sect."

Zhao Lingyu snatched the book from Xiao Yichen's hand and asked, "What kind of book is this? It was written by that eventful person?"

Xiao Yichen said "uh" and said, "I wrote it."

"So you have to follow it, otherwise others will gossip."

Zhao Lingyu returned the book to Xiao Yichen, "There are such a bad thing? Why haven't I heard from the master?"

Xiao Yichen said: "This was written by me after I became the elder of the sword. It was originally stipulated that the monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect should practice hard; I didn't expect that it would later become the law of the entire Han Dynasty."

Lu Qi patted Zhao Lingyu on the back and said, "Pack up your bags, master and senior brother, I will take you out together."
Chapter completed!