V4.Chapter 148

Wang Tianzong is fishing.

The saints are fishing, too.

The scenery of Dibing mountain is beautiful.

The water beside Xizi lake is vast.

It's all spectacular.

Lin'an light rain.

Light rain spread all over the city, very slow, intermittent.

The scenery of the West Lake in the rain is hazy and beautiful as a dreamland.

The saint in casual clothes rented a boat and went boating on the lake, with an indescribable relaxed expression.

Without the black cloak, which means mystery and power, the saint in the rain looks like a young man with poor constitution.

At the age of thirty-seven or thirty-eight, his face was pale. He was not handsome, but he was very clean, so his appearance seemed to be a little younger than his actual age.

The rain in Lin'an seems to weaken his sword.

The saint, who is always covered by the sword at any moment, seems very gentle now, and no more fierce.

The light boat drifts aimlessly with the turbulent water.

The saint's eyes focused on the water wave in front of him.

His eyes did not have the previous sharp, only the most focused earnest and expectation.

He is fishing.

It's like fishing with all my heart.

Such saints are attentive and gentle.

But it's terrifying.

There was a sudden ringing of the telephone.

The saint frowned, took out the phone and looked at the number, but said, "you scared away my fish."

There was a quiet voice on the phone: "so I don't have any fish to eat, right?"

"It depends on luck."

The saint shook his head. "I'm in the middle of the lake."

"I'll be right there."

The person on the phone simply said a word and then hung up.

The saint put down his cell phone and continued to stare at the lake.

He made an appointment today, but he wasn't on the phone.

It was an accident.

Unexpected phone calls, unexpected people, scared away not only his fish, but also disturbed his mood.

The saint sighed. He had been in Lin'an for nearly half a month.

He didn't receive any news from any side, so his mind was extremely calm.

He hoped that his inner peace would continue.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared on the misty lake.

The dark shadow stepped on the water under the gloomy sky and brought up a strong wind.

The lake swayed with the wind.

The canoe tossed in the turbulent water.

Saints simply put down the fishing rod, in this state, the fish is stupid will not bite.

The shadow of the strong wind fell on the ship.

Dark shadow was wearing a black cloak, bent, and coughed violently as soon as her feet fell to the ground.

The saint frowned slightly and looked at the old man who cooperated with him most tacitly.

"You're seriously injured. Why are you running around when you're not at home?"

"Hard work."

The sergeant coughed and laughed: "it's like you. If you go to Lin'an, you don't think about anything."

"There's something you can't do."

Said the saint.

The sergeant was silent for a while. He sat down beside the saint and felt his opponent's extremely weak breath. The sergeant's voice was slightly coagulated: "how can your injury be so serious? For nearly half a month, I didn't recover at all? "

"Who told you I was recovering?"

The saint said with a quiet smile.

"And what are you doing?"

The voice of the military division was a little cold.

"Learn the sword."

The saint said seriously, "I'm learning the sword, the strongest sword."

The sword of Tianjiao is the most difficult and the strongest of nature.

The Army division just got angry.

"How was the harvest?"

He asked.

"Hard."

The saint shook his head.

The military division did not speak for a moment.

The water calmed down again.

The canoe continued to float on the lake.

The saint's palm suddenly rose.

A big fat fish was pulled down by the fishing rod and put on.

The military division still didn't speak.

The saints ignored him, killing fish skillfully, peeling off scales and removing internal organs.

There are some simple seasonings on it.

Cumin pepper

The saints spread the sauce on the fish.

There was a faint but blazing fire in the palm of his hand.

Hand baked fish is very fast, the temperature can be controlled at will.

The fish is soon cooked through.

The saints gave half to the Army division.

They ate a fish in silence.

The fish is roasted outside and tender inside, and the seasoning is just right.

But the taste is average.

"Eastern Europe is a mess."

They threw the fish bone into the lake. The ice awn flickered between the soldiers. The ice awn turned into water and washed the oil stains in his hands.

Sergeant, oh.

"Are you really not going to do something?"

Asked the sergeant, looking at the calm and attentive saint.

"What can we do now?"

Asked the saint.

He is telling the truth. In the first battle of emperor Bing mountain, the ten thunderbolt masters of Tiandu purgatory, together with their reincarnation status, are facing a peak invincible.

Although the peak invincible state is a little special.

But when he reached the peak, the sword of invincible realm didn't weaken at all. Under that sword, not to mention the ten thunder realm masters who belonged to Tiandu purgatory, the general and Duke who had already surpassed the peak of thunder realm almost fell on the spot. If the strategist and Saint didn't respond quickly, they would also die there.

Or if the summer solstice can continue to make a sword, the result can't be changed.

The commander and the saints joined hands to avoid the strongest sword at the beginning, but the injury was so serious that they couldn't do it in a short time.

To go to the snow country in their present state is to seek death, and their role is not even as good as that of an elite who burns fire.

The sergeant was silent, his breath was confused, and he seemed a little irritable.

"In her plan, we would never have been in Eastern Europe."

The saint said, "she's just too confident. She always thinks she can control everything. But in the real chaos, everyone is flexible. Who can really control everything?"

"I'm here to discuss with you. Do you want me to do something?"

Said the sergeant.

He is different from the saints.

Different roads lead to different positions and responsibilities.

Now his injury is also very serious.

But no matter how seriously injured a military division is, he can do a lot of things.

"If you are not afraid of exposure, you are free."

The saint said softly, "as long as you can bear the consequences, how can the boss thank you if you are exposed after so many years of planning?"

The sergeant laughed bitterly.

He also understood what Qin Weibai meant.

Although reincarnation is not enough, it is not so weak that no one can use it. In fact, when he went to Dibing mountain to besiege the summer solstice, he and the saints didn't have to go. Even the Duke and Shura didn't have to go. All they had to do was to send some more people. Tiandu purgatory was able to take out ten experts from thunderbolt to squander, and reincarnation palace gritted its teeth, The same is true.

But in the end, Qin Weibai chose the strongest fighting force among their four reincarnation kings, in order to prevent them from participating in the next chaos in Eastern Europe.

But now that the samsara palace is hidden in Eastern Europe, the largest group of elite has almost been destroyed, and the samsara palace has suffered heavy losses. Qin Weibai's plan will certainly be affected. Under such circumstances, can the trial in Eastern Europe continue?

"Peace of mind."

The saint said, "the boss has the Lin family with him now. It's not a big problem."

"But she was dying!"

The sergeant said in a deep voice.

The saint was silent and didn't seem to know what to say.

"Why?"

Asked the sergeant.

It's an interesting question.

In any case, the military strategist couldn't figure out why Qin Weibai would take the initiative to die.

He knew that Qin Weibai was fighting for Li Tianlan.

But death and death are two concepts, one is active, the other is passive.

The military division didn't know why.

But he believed that the saints knew.

The saints also called boss Qin Weibai.

But they have no real affiliation, which is different from any heavenly king in reincarnation.

A lot of times, it's like they're working together.

"She can't think of it herself. What and why?"

The saint sighed and raised the subject in a tone of unexplained exhaustion.

"We can't stop her decision. But as far as I know, this time things are not without a turn for the better. "

He whispered, "so... Peace of mind."

"Your heart is quiet enough."

The sergeant sneered, as if he wanted to turn his inner irritation on the saints.

The saint shook his head in tears and laughter.

"I have to be calm."

His tone was soft: "peace of mind is the only way to break through. In my current state, going to Eastern Europe has no effect at all. But if I am lucky enough to break through the invincible situation in recent days, I can add three points of vitality to my boss. "

"If I can enter invincible, my sword will match the strongest one..."

The commander looked up at the saint.

"Will you enter invincible?"

"Sooner or later."

Said the saint.

"Before the end of the chaos in Eastern Europe, how sure are you of a breakthrough?"

Asked the sergeant.

"Now it seems that..."

The saint thought for a moment and said honestly, "I'm not sure."

“......”

The army commander's anger began to rise again. Because of his relationship with the saints, the saints would not lie to him, and half of them were not sure. What's the difference between that and being unable to break through temporarily?

"You need to calm down."

The saint said, "now you are going to lose your mind."

The Army division was furious.

"I can't calm down."

He said.

The wind and rain by the lake fell on her black cloak, cold.

The military adviser laughed at himself: "I've seen too many ungrateful things these years. Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Well?"

The saints have doubts.

"Except for a few people who are really cruel, the kindness that can be forgotten is not enough."

The military adviser said in a low voice: "brother, if I didn't have her, I don't know what I look like now. How can I forget this kind of kindness? How can I calm down? "

“......”

The saint lost his voice for a moment, then said faintly: "loyalty can make people crazy, but also make people rational. How do you choose? "

It's loyalty that's crazy.

It's also rational.

The latter is more in line with her requirements.

The answer is very clear, very obvious, but so bitter.

It's also the last thing a military strategist wants to face.

"Why do you come to Lin'an?"

Asked the saint.

"To find someone."

"The next step is to go to Tiannan," the military adviser said

"Tiannan?"

The saint hesitated.

"It's just layout. It's nothing big."

The saint nodded. If the special and sensitive place in Tiannan works well, it is the real foundation of the emperor.

And that piece of land, to some extent, is the foundation of the reincarnation palace, which is specially developed for Li Tianlan with the help of various forces. Now everything is developing very smoothly. After the end of the chaos in Eastern Europe, Li Tianlan and the East emperor's palace will officially rise there. Naturally, the reincarnation palace can't easily give up.

No matter what happens, you can't give up.

Qin Weibai left them in Central Europe and did not let them participate in the chaos of Eastern Europe, not because they could not play a role in the chaos of Eastern Europe, nor because they were dangerous, but because they played a greater role in Central Europe.

"In that case, you can start early."

Said the saint quietly.

When his wrist shook, another fish was pulled out of the water by him, slightly smaller than the previous one, but still weighing two or three jin.

"Here's a fish."

The sergeant looked at the water and said.

"I have an appointment."

The saint shook his head: "it should be coming soon."

"So it's not for me?"

The saint pointed to the fish on the fingerboard.

"If you don't go, it's not the fish, it's the sword. I can't stop it. "

Said the saint. He seemed to think of something, and a faint smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

The sergeant immediately knew who the saint was about. He shook his head and stood up.

As he was about to step into the water, he suddenly said, "is that note useful?"

"Crucial."

There was an undisguised reverence in his eyes.

"Would you like to borrow it?"

"At my age, I'm hopeless."

The strategist shook his head: "and I don't have much interest in invincible environment. After all, martial arts is not the most suitable stage for me."

His figure stepped on the surface of the lake, and the wind burst.

In the turbulent waves, the military division was away in a flash.

The saints are still fishing quietly.

No hurry, no delay, no arrogance, no impatience, no concentration.

The rain on the West Lake is getting rapid.

The fog is getting heavier on the lake.

A vast white fog out of the two white.

A man and a woman are both armed with swords.

Both of them are about 40 years old. The man is a little short. He is more than 1.7 meters tall, but his appearance is very outstanding. He has white clothes, white hair and a face like jade. This is a man who is extremely introverted. He doesn't have any sword or air. His most impressive impression is his smile, eyes and corners of his mouth. He seems to be smiling and smiling, It's even bright.

But the woman's stature is extremely tall, conservative estimates are 1.75 meters tall, black and supple long hair almost over the waist, her face is undoubtedly extremely beautiful, very standard oval face, delicate and soft facial features, but this kind of beauty is extremely strange.

It's like

A woman without any temperament.

Not delicate, not cool, not charming, not calm, not coquettish.

Her body does not have any temperament, so her beauty looks extremely fragile.

The men and women in white stepped across the lake peacefully and got into the boat under the saints.

There was only one fish in the boat, alone.

It seems that even eyebrows and hair are laughing white man chuckled, voice mellow way: "this craft is too bad, a fish, but also so small, not enough to eat."

"The saints have seen the last chapter.

I don't know how many times it was in the last chapter.

In the seven chapters on martial arts, a sentence is written at the top of each chapter.

A sentence from the Analects of Confucius.

Time goes by day and night.

Day and night, like a sword.

"There should be light, reflecting the vastness of the world. There should be darkness to show the truth of the world. Heaven and earth should have day and night, and so should the sword. "

"The sword of day and night can cut down the sky and break the sea."