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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 863 What is that picture?

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    Please vote for me. Chapter 863: What is that scene? Fang Jie did not expect that Mu Guangling would turn around and leave. If Mu Guangling gave up the idea of ??marching into the Central Plains so decisively before, Fang Jie was quite surprised.  , then Mu Guangling's current turn made Fang Jie's impression of him greatly change.  In Mu Guangling's own words, he has always known what is light and what is heavy.  Some people may think that Mu Guangling is contradictory, but in fact he has always had that kind of protection.  Suddenly, Fang Jie felt that this was the origin of the words "True Gentleman Mu Guangling", wasn't it?  Fang Jie thought that he had seen through a person's essence, so he thought it was a joke that the people gave Mu Guangling the three words "true gentleman".  But now, he found with some shame that what the people saw was always so real.  Fang Jie turned around and jumped off the big boat. A small boat in the river swept across the river like lightning. The fat man standing on the boat waved his big sleeves back, and the boat came quickly.  When Fang Jie landed on the boat, the boat swayed, and the fat man immediately turned pale.  "If you are asked to practice Qing Gong, can't you take care of other people's emotions?" It's really difficult for a fat man to drive a small boat, and Fang Jie really doesn't know how to do Qing Gong. His speed comes entirely from the explosive power of his muscles, so  When it falls, it will inevitably cause the ship's hull to tremble.  "Where do I have time to practice that thing?" Fang Jie stood on the bow of the boat, with his feet firmly planted as if nailed to the boat. Then he pressed his palms on both sides of the boat, and a wave of water immediately exploded on both sides of the boat.  The boat rushed forward like an arrow from the string. Before Xiang Qingniu could get ready, he sat down on the boat and gave Fang Jie a resentful look: "If you piss yourself from fear, wash your fucking underwear for me."  "Fang Jie smiled and said, "I'm in a hurry." Xiang Qingniu simply lay down in the boat, as if leaning on something could make him feel more at ease.  Every time Fang Jie pressed his palm down, the boat would rush forward hundreds of meters.  Although it was going upstream, the speed of the boat was staggering.  The boatmen on the river were stunned when they saw this scene.  "My God, that boat is flying on the water!" "Who is driving the boat?" "Is that a god?" "It must be, only gods can have that kind of grace!" I don't know about one ship.  A big boat from someone's house was coming from the opposite side. Several young girls in their prime, who were sixteen or seventeen years old, were chatting together and pointing out the scenery on both sides of the strait. They were as cheerful as a group of birds singing on the branches.  One of them had sharp eyes, and when he saw the small boat approaching, he covered his mouth in shock and let out a low cry, and several girls immediately turned around to take a look.  But I saw a young man in black clothes standing on the bow of the boat. I don't know what kind of magic he used. The boat flew past as if it was flying on the water. The young man did not punt or rock the oars. The boat seemed to  It¡¯s the same as moving forward by yourself.  The young man stood upright on the bow of the boat, looking so handsome.  For a moment, those girls all looked here with their eyes widened. How could they care about the scenery?  Xiang Qingniu was lying in the boat when he saw a few beautiful girls passing by on the big boat. He whistled loudly, the fat on his smiling face was trembling, and his little eyes narrowed into slits.  With this appearance, no one would believe that he was the headmaster of Qingle Mountain Yiqi Temple and the Taoist Master of the Sui Dynasty.  "I have become more capable. I used to see women hiding away, but now I dare to act like a gangster." Fang Jie said without looking back.  "Bah" Xiang Qingniu smiled and said: "This is true temperament, what do you call playing a hooligan?" The boat turned into a dolphin at this time. Every time Fang Jie exerted force, the boat would jump up and leave the water, jumping out with the dolphins.  Looks very similar.  "Spit" Xiang Qingniu spat at the fishy-smelling mercury that rushed into his mouth: "I thought you and Mu Guangling were going to have a shocking battle, which would also cause an exclamation in the world.  It's a decisive battle. I traveled four or five miles this morning to find a shop, bought melon seeds, peanuts, and a bottle of wine. I was so well prepared that I was just waiting to watch the tiger fight, but you two didn't fight. Are you worthy of me?  "Fang Jie smiled and said: "To put it simply, you took off your pants and showed this to you, right?" "Fart!" Xiang Qingniu couldn't understand Fang Jie's brain circuit, he cursed and said leisurely.  : "But having said that, do you know why there are no outstanding practitioners in Eastern Xinjiang? Although Mu Guangling can be regarded as a master of the previous generation, he is a member of the imperial court after all and cannot be regarded as an authentic Jianghu. There are few sects in Eastern Xinjiang, and  Why did the founder of Penglai Sect go to the island to find some kind of pure practice? " &nbspFang Jie was a little curious about this: "Why?" "Others may not really know, but I know a little bit about it." Xiang Qingniu raised his lips proudly.     Xiang Qingniu rested his arms on his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds: "It is said that a long time ago, probably more than two hundred years ago, the Jianghu in the Central Plains was prosperous, with famous families and sects, and masters emerging in large numbers. Each sect has its own sect.  They all have their own masters, and there are constant disputes. Every once in a while, there will be a fight between two sects or even several sects. "Do you know why this situation occurs?" Fang Jie shook his head.  Waiting for Xiang Qingniu to continue.  Xiang Qingniu said slowly: "The reason for such a chaotic situation is because the largest sect, Yueyingtang, the previous ruler in the world, collapsed." This is the second time Fang Jie heard this name: "Wan Jian  The Yueying Hall before Tang Zhen conquered Jianghu? " "Yes" Xiang Qingniu said: "My master defeated the leader of Yueying Hall, and then Yueying Hall began to decline. Later, the master built Wanjian Hall, and Yueying Hall was in order to regain its face.  , the four guardians and thirty-six branch hall leaders led their masters to attack the mountain gate of Wanjiantang, but they were defeated by the master's sword. Since then, Yueyingtang has been in ruins, and my master has no intention of taking the opportunity to dominate the world, so Yueying.  After the fall of Tang Dynasty, the Jianghu sects became the first to be unlucky. Most of the masters were defeated, and the former behemoth only had a false name. Therefore, many Jianghu sects joined forces to attack Yueying Tang.  Yueyingtang committed many crimes in the Jianghu. Many sects besieged Yueyingtang Shanhe Villa, and Yueyingtang was destroyed. However, those Jianghu sects who besieged Shanhe Villa also suffered heavy losses. Yueyingtang was as skinny as a camel than a horse.  , and killed many people." Xiang Qingniu said: "At that time, it was also because the previous dynasty of Zheng Dynasty had been corrupted and the court had no control over the world, so the situation was particularly chaotic after the fall of Yueyingtang.  I wanted to be the best in the world, but I didn't dare to really challenge my master. At this time, some sects thought of a way. They invited the person who was known as the best master in Eastern Xinjiang to the Central Plains, pretending to respect him.  He is the leader of the Jianghu, so let him challenge my master." Fang Jie smiled and said, "You can imagine the result." "Yes," Xiang Qingniu said, "My master was invited at the Jianghu conference held that year.  It was a good thing to make peace with all the forces, and my master did not refuse. Who would have thought that at that Jianghu conference, my master would find out that those people deliberately created a scene and summoned the sect leaders in the Jianghu to witness  Let¡¯s look at the decisive battle between the top master in Eastern Xinjiang. What they want to see is a scene where both sides suffer losses. ¡°My master is never afraid of fighting. In that battle, the best master in Eastern Xinjiang was defeated by my master.  That man left unwillingly. That was the day when my master was appraising the world's martial arts at the Jianghu Conference. Later, because he was not convinced, the top master from Eastern Xinjiang brought a large number of Eastern Xinjiang practitioners into the customs and destroyed the original invitation one after another.  He came to several sects in the Central Plains, but they couldn't defeat him, so they had to ask my master again. "My master once again defeated the top master in Eastern Xinjiang and destroyed his cultivation.  It's over Who knew that all the sects in the Central Plains would unite and counterattack into Eastern Xinjiang. That battle was extremely brutal. Almost all the sects in Eastern Xinjiang were destroyed, and they have not recovered until now.  I speculate that the founder of the Penglai Sect went to Penglai Island to meditate just to avoid the chaos." "Think about it" Xiang Qing Newton said after a moment: "Hundreds.  The sects joined forces to invade Eastern Xinjiang and almost killed all the practitioners in Eastern Xinjiang. The scene must have been so tragic that people couldn't bear to watch it.  " Fang Jie also felt something in his heart. Either because he was listening too absorbedly, or because he was thinking too much, his spirit was in a trance. He didn't know what happened. The general's water waves in front of him suddenly became blurry and white.  It almost turned into a fog. It was extremely thick, and there was a smell of blood gradually coming out of the fog. The wind carrying the smell of blood gradually blew the fog away, and Fang Jie seemed to see countless people heading this way.  Rushing over, everyone's face was filled with perseverance. These people passed by Fang Jie's boat and strode forward towards the east. They were covered in blood and wounds, and their clothes were ragged, and they looked a little miserable.  Opposite them, there seemed to be a large black shadow that could not be seen clearly. They rushed forward through the blood, and fell down one by one for unknown reasons, and the people behind them immediately stepped forward and continued to move forward.  This kind of power of cultivation is constantly being exerted, and the energy of the world is chaotic like a volcano erupting. People in front are dying, and people behind are moving forward.Fang Jie's heart almost stopped beating.  A cultivator rushed to the front, and suddenly a red light flashed. He gritted his teeth and stood in front of his companions behind him, holding a red object in his arms. Then the thing exploded, and the cultivator was blown to pieces.  The companions behind looked down at the mutilated corpses on the ground, wiped the blood from their faces, and continued to move forward while shouting.  Fang Jie saw flags of various colors, which were the flags of various sects. Some sects were marked by the sun and moon, some were marked by animals, and some were marked by swords. There were all kinds of flags.  The people gathered together, and the crowd behind the flag gathered into a sea.  The colors are different, the clothes are different, and the exercises they practice are different, but their faces are the same perseverance!  Fang Jie couldn't help but shake his body. He was frightened by what he saw in his trance. He was really frightened.  He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the hallucination disappeared immediately.  There was nothing on the river, no fog, no crowds, no smell of blood.  "What's wrong?" Seeing that he was a little dazed, Xiang Qingniu asked.  "It's okay, you were so absorbed in listening." Fang Jie smiled, not realizing that the color on his face had changed.  He wasn¡¯t sure what he saw in his hallucination. Maybe it was just because of Xiang Qingniu¡¯s story that he saw the Jianghu war more than two hundred years ago?  However, Fang Jie knew very well that it was definitely not a war two hundred years ago. If it was a fight in the arena, how could everyone have the same expression?  There are too many disputes in the world, and I have never seen such a brave person fighting for his life without fear of death!  Fang Jie suddenly remembered that when he left Chang'an for Yongzhou, he passed through Mangdang Mountain and saw the scene in a trance on the opening platform. Countless black-armored troops marched northward like a long dragon on the official road, and on the huge  On the chariot, the general in golden armor was so tall.  Fang Jie was in a trance. He looked sideways and saw that this time there was no Mangdang Mountain or Kaishan Terrace.  He closed his eyes and recalled his hallucination that day.  In my mind, the dark army is still so clear.  On the huge chariot, the general in golden armor suddenly turned back to look at him, and the eyes behind his visor looked straight at Fang Jie.  Fang Jie could even clearly know that the golden-armored general smiled at him.  The face of the golden-armored general is obviously hidden behind his visor, so why can his smile be seen?  Fang Jie's body trembled slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes and stopped thinking about it.  Those eyes are so familiar. What are these pictures?
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