Volume 12 Chapter 19

The torrential rain in qianxia mountain broke down for 13 days. //In the past 13 days, the imperial city of Zhongzhou is also under heavy rain, and many things of far-reaching significance to the whole world happen.

Yu Duke, "Yu" is the holy representative of Yunqin, the meaning of the imperial court, "Du" is the meaning of Yunqin, the meaning of supervision and unified investigation. Such a new authority is set up in addition to the eighth division, which makes Lin Xi look like the royal guards.

Liu Xueqing, a famous Minister of the young generation, was appointed as the governor of the imperial capital. He was in charge of the affairs of the imperial capital.

Xu Zhenyan, head of the prison of the criminal division, was transferred to yuduke and appointed as the chief inspector. He was the official in charge of the search and arrest.

Jiang Rui's student, Wang Ping, a junior official of the official department, was also promoted by breaking the rules. He was appointed to audit and adjust the history, and was in charge of the inspection and evidence collection.

These three people are just a miniature of the establishment of yuduke. Many Qingliu of the young generation stepped into the imperial city of Zhongzhou for the first time in the torrential rain of Zhongzhou City, and quickly stepped onto the huge stage of Yunqin Empire and began to show their strength.

The vast majority of civil servants celebrated with Qingliu and Daru. In their view, this was a great victory for Wenchen and an important victory under the double oppression of the military and the corrupt forces in the court.

For them, all this comes from the determination of the holy master and the iron support of the new first assistant Wen xuanshu, so many Qingliu and Wenchen's views on Wen xuanshu have greatly changed They had much discussion about Wen xuanshu before because they thought that Wen xuanshu had great power and installed party feathers. But now the people he used are just to do such things. In their view, Wen xuanshu is a qualified and powerful first aid.

Therefore, even some of the officials who originally supported the Huang family and the local Qingliu had a good impression on the governance of Wen xuanshu and began to provide some support.

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In qianxia mountain, it began to clear up completely, and there was no rain or cloud in the whole sky.

Huo Qing and the people beside him look up at the light in the sky, and their eyes are full of countless complex emotions.

Many of their wounds have rotted and ULCERED under the summer rain, and many of their feet have begun to fester, because the medicine has been used up for a long time, and many people found their toes fell off when they took off the bonded cloth socks.

The rainstorm made their bodies rot, but without it, it was difficult to hide their tracks.

However, at the moment, the faces of these soldiers in the sun become more determined and enthusiastic.

Because qianxiashan is behind them, and they are walking in a mulberry forest.

To be exact, they have already walked on the land of nanlingxing Province, which is connected with nanlingxing province.

This is a place where the great reckless army can't reach.

Lin Xi has fulfilled his promise to them and has really taken them home.

Huo Qing and all the soldiers of Yunqin who have been waiting for the rainstorm to stop have their eyes on Lin Xi and Gao Yanan at the front after they finally ushered in the fine weather and recovered their eyes from the blue sky.

From now on, all these soldiers will stick to their vows and be absolutely loyal to Lin Xi.

There are many dignitaries in the world, who have always had a headache about how to recruit the dead who are absolutely loyal to themselves, but what they don't know is that the best way is to die together.

The more the front-line generals in the harsh environment, the more they can harvest and use their lives to defend their companions and subordinates. The survival and fighting in Nanling province and qianxia mountain are absolutely unimaginable to the former frontier troops in the dragon and Snake Mountain.

Walking in front of Lin Xi, he turned around and took a look at the green qianxiashan mountain in the back.

"What are you thinking?" Gao Yanan straightened his hair, dried his clothes with the soul force, and asked.

Lin Xi said in a soft voice, "I'm trying to hear the moon. I don't know where it is in this mountain I don't know when we will come back after we leave this mountain. "

"Don't worry." Gao Yanan understood Lin Xi's idea. She looked at Lin Xi tenderly and said, "this time will not be too short. You also said that the meaning of life cannot be revenge."

"Of course." Lin Xi smiled and said: "it's just that after passing the middle level of the Chinese scholars recently, I feel that my soul power is increasing more and more slowly, a little impatient and impatient Just with you around, these impatience and impatience will soon disappear, my eyes are often only beautiful scenery. The beautiful scenery of qianxiashan mountain, washed by the rainstorm, under the exceptionally clean blue sky, is like the beautiful scenery of ink landscape painting in Nanling province. "

"Your mouth is always sweet, but don't always praise me, I will be proud," said Gao Yanan, with a slight upturned corner of his mouth

Lin Xi smiled and said, "well, I won't praise you first, then I'll talk about the cultivation. I didn't dare to talk about the saint teacher or even the grand teacher in front of Mr. Tong before. When I talk about it, I will be scolded for being ambitious. Even when she was with teacher an before, she mostly only mentioned the cultivation of guoshijie with me In this world, it's so difficult to reach the holy rank, so few holy teachers. Now it's just right to say that the time is not too short According to the truth, how long does it take for a practitioner to achieve the cultivation of a saint? "

Gao Yanan's good-looking eyelashes moved, and said earnestly: "few books will record this time, because there are too few saints, and the general writers dare not comment on the saints' rank, and dare not make a judgment. However, according to my father's previous statement, those with excellent qualifications will take about 20 years at most."

"It's a long time indeed." Lin Xi said with a wry smile: "no wonder there are monsters like Nangong Weiyang who have cultivated since childhood, and whose cultivation qualifications are much better than those of ordinary practitioners. In the chaos of Dongling, they just arrived at the holy master. It will take nearly 20 years for her. I'm afraid that the general practitioner's qualification is more than half worse than her. The less one will take at least 40 years, and the more one will take at least 60-70 years and * * 10 years. There is no shortcut to spiritual cultivation, and this time can't be saved It's no wonder that when ordinary practitioners reach the peak of the grand master, they will become old and die, not to mention that most of them will fight. The possibility of death is much greater than that of ordinary people. Therefore, there are so few practitioners in the saint master level, and there is no one in all. "

Gao Yanan nodded: "the higher the cultivation, the greater the ability of people, the more unwilling to be lonely, so to the grand master, or as easy to die as low-level practitioners."

Lin Xi said quietly, "so we really can't be anxious. We have to wait for many years. Especially if I have such poor qualifications, it doesn't take decades ".

GAO Yanan laughed," are you poor in qualification? It doesn't take three years for you to pass the middle level of Guoshi. Your cultivation speed should be a little faster than that of Nangong Weiyang. "

"Even so, it will take at least ten years." Lin Xi got up seriously and said softly, "it's really a long time."

Gao Yanan also nodded seriously: "but it's OK, because knowing how to work hard, this time can't be short. If you think clearly, it will be easier to be patient and reassured."

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In this world, the so-called shortcut is just a way to shorten some distance correspondingly, just like you need to cross the river to meet friends in a small building on the other side of the river, you can not walk a distant bridge, you can directly ferry or swim in the past, which can save a lot of time, but it doesn't matter whether you use any shortcut, the river between you and the small building, the street, or the beginning In the end. Even if someone can fill up all the rivers, shovel off all the streets and lanes, and turn them into a road leading to that small building, it is impossible to save all the time.

It will take a long time to become a high-level practitioner above many practitioners and ordinary people.

For the war and entanglement between the two great empires, this time is bound to be too short.

Di Chou Fei knew these things very well, but he was gradually impatient, because he was forgotten in the corner of the Empire, forgotten in time.

Dressed in black armor and a black cape, he stood on the edge of a cliff.

Under this cliff, there is a deep canyon like the Prajna corridor. You can see clearly that there are many deep caves on both sides of the cliff, and there are many narrow paths. There are many prisoners with shackles carrying a load and carrying a basket, walking between these caves and narrow paths, dense like countless toiling ants.

Once in a while, some prisoners fell from the path on the cliff and died. They only made a slight noise and spread it to the top of the cliff.

This cliff is indeed very high, but the top of his head is not a leaden sky, but a dark rock.

He was just in a cave in the main vein of the dragon snake mountain.

Even the weak sunlight can not enter the underground world, illuminating many channels, only the flaming torches on the cliff and in the mine.

A prisoner came up from a steep path in front of him, carrying a lot of black iron ore.

The prisoner was an old man in a bun, dressed as a Taoist. He broke a leg, only supported on a thick wooden stick, but carried at least two hundred jin of ore steadily.

Dichoufei looked at the prisoner who did not know which deep mine to walk out of, but should not appear in front of him. His brow frowned, but he kept silent.

Since it was an unusual thing, he just had to wait for it to happen in front of him.

"The Yunqin Empire outside is undergoing unprecedented changes." The old man with broken legs grinned and showed his decayed yellow teeth. "The army of Yunqin and the army of Dashan are constantly fighting. Every day, countless people die, and countless people are on the stage of Yunqin. But all this has nothing to do with you. In recent years, some people may want to get you, but in a few years, you will be totally forgotten, reduced to a mortal, covered with black dust, just like us. "

His eyes were cold and sharp, like the stars in the night, "what do you want to say?"

"Do you want to go out?" The old man with broken legs looked at di Chou Fei with a gentle and thoughtful look: "if you become the ruler of Zhongzhou army, you will be on the stage of Yunqin again?"

Di Chou Fei's face calmed down and became expressionless. He simply said, "what can I do?"

The old man with broken leg laughed again, and he was very happy. He showed all his yellow teeth: "it's very simple." The old man with broken legs ordered a bit of dichou to fly to many caves behind him. "Let's go out and go to Zhongzhou imperial city togethe