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- Chapter 29 The real elite soldier
Fang Jie was not in the mood to discuss with Da Quan how many times a month it hurts. He found a quiet place to sit down and carefully recalled what Mu Xiaoyao had said before. He always felt that he vaguely understood something, but Mu Xiaoyao's words sounded very simple but always seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Fang Jie actually knew what this layer of fog was, but because he couldn't practice, he couldn't see the essence of practice clearly.
The people in front of Hong Xiu Zhao were also stopping to cook. They ate their food and never greeted Fang Jie and the other three. However, the old lame man occasionally came over to talk to Mu Xiaoyao. Mu Xiaoyao always looked indifferent. . Ever since the Northwest Shao in Lao Cripple's wine gourd has decreased at an alarming rate, even Lao Cripple rarely comes back.
Every time Mu Xiaoyao ignored the old cripple, Fang Jie got angry. He really wanted to slap Mu Xiaoyao's butt hard for the old cripple. In Fang Jie's view, this is the same as rich people not understanding the hardships of poor people, and they really deserve a beating.
He couldn't practice, but Mu Xiaoyao could practice and was very talented. There was also a master who was probably a ninth-level expert who rushed to teach her, but she was not very happy This was the difference, which made Fang Jie sometimes The difference makes me speechless when I think about it.
It will hurt.
Fang Jie thought of this key point.
He has never felt the tearing pain of the meridians in his body being widened, but he can imagine that feeling in his mind. He sat back on the grass slope, with soft dead grass behind him, closed his eyes and imagined As a person who parachuted into this world, Fang Jie had read many magical online novels in his previous life. There are all kinds of strange descriptions of spiritual practice in it, but in short it is a very exciting and refreshing thing.
But why in this world does pain accompany a lifetime of spiritual practice?
The sea of ??qi has internal energy, penetrating all the limbs and bones
He closed his eyes and began to imagine what Qi Hai was like. It is difficult to imagine a specific form for things that exist in words. For example, there is a sea of ??qi in everyone's dantian. Even an old doctor who has practiced medicine all his life would not dare to say that he knows what it looks like.
The sea of ??qi is invisible, and the internal energy is invisible, but this invisible thing can make the visible body strong. Once the energy in the sea of ??qi can swim among the limbs and bones, eventually changing the meridians and tempering the flesh and blood, then a person will be so powerful It is not difficult to split a tiger or leopard with bare hands. It is said that when Luo Yao, the left-wing general of the Sui Dynasty, attacked Yongzhou in the 15th year, he forcibly beat the last three eighth-level practitioners of the Shang royal family into a pulp.
It also includes a teacher on the eight items.
An eighth-grade Talisman Master is an absolute powerhouse that is rare to see in the entire world. It is said that those who practice Fu Dao beyond the eighth level can already influence the outcome of a small-scale war. In fact, back then, this eighth-level Talisman Master guarded the gate of Yongzhou Imperial City alone, blocking the attack of hundreds of elite Sui warriors. Hundreds of elite warriors attacked many times but could not rush in.
A talisman turned into fire, and the first dozen Sui soldiers who rushed over were burned to ashes in an instant.
A talisman turned into electricity, and then the strong shields in the hands of the Sui soldiers who held up their shields to crush them were smashed into pieces. The sharp steel swords in their hands were even burned red and they could not be held at all.
With a talisman fossil, dozens of city bricks suddenly changed their shapes and turned into sharp stone thorns that flew out quickly, stabbing to death more than a dozen Sui soldiers who had lost their shields.
An eighth-grade talisman master was guarding the city gate, but hundreds of well-trained Sui soldiers could not get close. The army immediately mobilized two generals who were at the seventh level. The two of them joined forces, but they were unable to resist the three talismans. One was smashed into pulp by the boulder, and the other was burned into a ball of coke by the fire.
It was precisely because of this talisman master guarding the last city gate that the emperor of Shang State was able to take the opportunity to escape from the other side of the palace city. Althoughhis final fate was to be strangled to death with a rope by Luo Yao's order.
Just when it was learned that the emperor had left the city and the talisman master was preparing to evacuate, General Luo Yao arrived.
Feeling the cold and bone-chilling murderous intent on Luo Yao's body, the Talisman Master didn't dare to hold back at all. The first talisman turned into a spear of lightning, five in front and back, piercing Luo Yao's chest at a speed that could hardly be traced by the naked eye. The second talisman turned into two huge stones that weighed 1,000 kilograms and suddenly appeared around Luo Yao, slamming shut like two heavy doors. The third talisman turned into a wall of fire, and the raging fire burned in front of the talisman master, blocking his figure. The talisman master turned around and ran away immediately after making these three talismans.
Luo Yao's eyes kept looking at the vaguely visible figure behind the wall of fire, and he slowly moved forward.
Two huge rocks came with a bang, and Luo Yao couldn't dodge. The boulder hit him hard, and then the boulder shattered and turned into gravel on the ground. The hard stone failed to leave any scars on Luo Yao's body. The second lightning turned into a talisman came instantly, Luo Yao still did not dodge, and did not even move forward.After pausing for a moment, the steps were still steady, and the distance taken by each step seemed to be calculated, surprisingly consistent.
Lightning struck Luo Yao's chest, and after a violent flash, the light gradually dissipated.
Luo Yao still moved forward, but the clothes on his upper body were burned off by lightning. Under the sun, her bronzed skin glowed with a cold metallic sheen.
The boulders shattered and lightning fell.
Luo Yao took action and punched through the wall of fire.
Then he turned around and left without looking, or even saying a word.
After the wall of fire dissipated, the Sui soldiers who rushed over searched for the eighth-level talisman master at the city gate for a long time. It was not until they rushed into the city gate that everyone was surprised to find the body of the Talisman master embedded in the stone steps in front of the palace hall. The distance from the city gate to the stone steps leading up to the main hall is at least fifty meters.
¡°I don¡¯t know whether the Talisman Master ran the fifty meters and was punched into the stone steps through the air, or whether he was blown away by the punch and embedded in the stone steps for the fifty meters.
Fang Jie heard this story when he was exiled to Dali City in Nanyan. Every time he recalled Luo Yao's domineering punch in his mind, he would find it difficult to calm down. Although in Fang Jie's opinion, this story must have been much exaggerated after being circulated for fifteen years than the actual situation at that time, it did not affect Luo Yao's determination to become a target in Fang Jie's heart.
Luo Yao can¡¯t practice, and neither can he.
The energy is intangible, but the body is tangible.
I can¡¯t feel the sea of ??qi¡
Fang Jie slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky Then simply stop thinking about it. The human body is an extremely powerful weapon.
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Just when Fang Jie was telling himself his decision to give up practicing Qi Hai, in the second carriage of Hongxiu Zhao in front, a slender hand holding a jade cup suddenly stopped and couldn't help but glance in the direction of Fang Jie. . Her eyes couldn't penetrate the carriage, but she seemed to see something.
She put down the jade cup and looked at Aunt Xi, who was concentrating with her eyes closed.
Aunt Xi smiled slightly and shook her head: "It doesn't matter if Mr. Luo is here."
The jade hand holding the jade cup slowly raised, and the jade cup came into contact with the two red lips: "This timeit seems that Mr. Luo can't handle it either."
Mrs. Xi was startled, stood up, dug out a delicate rosewood box in the carriage, opened it and took out something from it.
¡°I haven¡¯t used it for ten years, so I don¡¯t know if it can still be used.¡±
Her tone was a little bleak, as if it brought back some memories.
It was at this moment that Mu Xiaoyao, who was sleeping in the carriage, suddenly sat up, her expression changed, and she jumped off the carriage. Just in a trance, she had already appeared next to Fang Jie.
Fang Jie was stunned for a moment when he saw Mu Xiaoyao get off the carriage, then smiled and said: "Why, can you not only sense the strength of a master, but also sense that a strong and determined person like me has made an extraordinary determination? ? Is it because my determination has changed the air around me and created a strong aura? "
"Go to the Hongxiu Zhao."
Mu Xiaoyao ignored Fang Jie's slightly self-deprecating words, and his expression became extremely solemn: "Go right away!"
I don¡¯t know when, the big dog also emerged from the grass. He stood next to Mu Xiaoyao, looking due south, his two eyebrows that were not thick at all were almost tangled together.
"The murderous intent is too strongwe can't stop it at all."
Fang Jie then saw that the big dog had already put on the pair of gloves with steel spikes on his hands. And Hong Ling, who had always been hidden by Mu Xiaoyao, was now wrapped around Mu Xiaoyao's waist.
¡°I don¡¯t feel that there is anyone who is particularly strong.¡±
Mu Xiaoyao looked at the big dog and said doubtfully.
"This is the second time in so many years that I have smelled such strong murderous aura. I really can't imagine how much blood is on the hands of the person who will appear in front of me soon, and how many lives are on his hands. His small waist I¡¯m not afraid of your jokes. My legs are shaking now. How about we all retreat to the red sleeve move? That old lame man is so pervertedly strong that he might be able to block it If he can¡¯t, we¡¯ll run away immediately.¡±
"good!"
Mu Xiaoyao didn't say a word, turned around and swept away while holding Fang Jie's belt.
When the three of them rushed to the Red Sleeve Recruitment camp about a hundred meters away, they found that the old lame man was already standing at the outside of the team. He was holding the huge, outrageous wine gourd in his hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Fang Jie didn't feel ashamed at all that Mu Xiaoyao ran over to him with his belt in hand, so he naturally stood behind the old cripple.
After standing still, I thought about it and stepped back a few times.?Stand behind a carriage.
The old cripple snorted coldly, full of disdain.
"How is it, can you feel it?"
He asked Mu Xiaoyao.
"One is of sixth grade, twelve are of fourth grade, and the rest are all people of no more than second grade, most of them are first grade."
The old lame man nodded, but his expression did not lighten at all.
Fang Jie couldn't help but ask: "Since most of them are first- and second-grade people, why are you so vulnerable to the enemy?"
Mu Xiaoyao stared into the distance and softly uttered a few words: "More than five hundred people."
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It¡¯s not like Fang Jie has never seen the grand scene of hundreds of men appearing together. In his previous life, when watching Young and Dangerous, the scene of hundreds of men gathering together was enough to make people feel satisfied. Especially when everyone is wearing the same clothes, even if only a few dozen people gather together, it will look quite impressive.
In Fan Gu, he was a qualified scout.
Fan has eight hundred frontier troops. What Fang Jie likes to do most is to find a place to sit down during the training of the frontier troops and watch the neatly arranged frontier troops drill. The number eight hundred does not sound like a lot, but when you see eight hundred frontier troops wearing uniforms practicing in uniform, you will truly understand the power of this number.
After three years in Fangu, Fang Jie still felt that it was very cool when the eight hundred frontier troops gathered. The border troops of the Sui Dynasty were very powerful, and there were two thousand cavalry in Nirvana City on the other side of Langru Mountain. This shows how much the people of the Mongolian and Yuan Empire attached great importance to the Sui frontier army.
Fang Jie is not an ignorant person. At least eight hundred border troops often see him.
But when the five hundred people Mu Xiaoyao just mentioned appeared in front of Fang Jie, he still couldn't help but open his mouth.
If the eight hundred border troops in Fan Gucheng were the most elite army Fang Jie had ever seen in his life, then the five hundred soldiers who came in the dust and smoke gave Fang Jie a new understanding of the word elite. It was not the cavalry that came, but the infantry. Precisely because he was not a cavalryman, Fang Jie was so shocked from the first sight.
Five hundred infantrymen stepped out, the dust and smoke were like cavalry crossing the border, and a black line in the yellow sand in the sky was like a surging wave. .
Five hundred infantrymen can run as fast as a galloping horse! As soon as I saw the black line appear, the wave was approaching.
Five hundred infantrymen suddenly stopped and their formation remained intact! Running at such a fast speed, the soldiers immediately stopped after the order was given. The phalanx was still a phalanx, and the distance between the soldiers did not even change much.
It moves like thunder and is as quiet as a heavy mountain.
A heavy phalanx of five hundred people stopped, and the dust and smoke moved forward. When the dust and smoke cleared, the true faces of the black-armored soldiers were revealed. There were no war drums, no horns, and no one even spoke. It was so quiet that one could seem to hear one's own heartbeat.
I didn¡¯t see the golden dragon-embroidered battle flag, but naturally such elite soldiers in the Sui Dynasty could not come from elsewhere.
Fang Jie looked at those soldiers and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
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