After buying the manor of Linyanming Lake, Ning Que had already observed the terrain of all the houses and had already had the idea of ​​how to carve talismans. In addition, he had shocked waves of eyes in his hand, and carving the talisman array was like a natural result.

Three days later, the snowstorm in Chang'an City suddenly stopped. Ning Que sat in front of Yanming Lake covered with snow and carefully wiped the Pu Dao in his hand. He had already received the news that Xiahou set out from Tuyang City, an important city in the northern border of the Tang Kingdom five days ago. With the opponent's march, he would be able to arrive in Chang'an City early tomorrow morning, which means that the duel will be tomorrow.

Ye Qi held the fox and, under Sangsang's leadership, walked through the manor and came to Yanming Lake.

Ning Que found someone coming, and saw that it was the twelfth senior brother, so he hurried to salute.

Ye Qi nodded and looked at Sangsang. Sangsang knew how to leave, and only two brothers were left in front of Yanming Lake.

Ning Que put away Park Dao, gave his chair to Ye Qi, and said, "Senior Brother, please sit down."

Ye Qi sat calmly on the chair and asked, "How sure is tomorrow?"

Ning Que said truthfully: "30%."

Ye Qi asked, "Without that wooden sword, have you ever visualized my sword intent?"

I have been visualizing the wooden sword for many years, and Ning Que has already had a sword in his sea of ​​consciousness, because what he did later on was that his Talisman Dao had already entered the right path and learned the Haoran sword of his uncle. Every day, he would have a spare hour to visualize the sword intent of the wooden sword.

Ning Que said: "No slack."

Ye Qi pointed to an open space in front of the lake and said, "I have never seen you fight. You can use a sword to let me see."

Ning Que listened and did what he did, drew out the Pu sword and slashed a knife in the open space in front of the lake. It was useless to use the energy of heaven and earth. The snow in front of the lake suddenly split into a snow valley. He had never seen Ye Qi draw his sword, but after visualizing the wooden sword for many years, he always felt that the sword of the twelfth Senior Brother should be used to cut.

Ye Qi said: "Yes, your chances of defeating Xiahou are too small, which is a bit dangerous. Now you can learn from me with one sword and you can reach 50%.

Ning Que stood there silently and didn't know how to speak.

Ye Qi stood up and said with a smile: "No need to watch this, I'm so happy."

After saying that, he pulled out the twelve swords at his waist and slashed a sword at the lakeside. However, the energy of heaven and earth between the entire Yanming Lake flowed like the wind with his sword, rolling up the snow area of ​​the lake and breaking through the snow fog on the lake.

The snow seeds were flying around, dyeing the hair of the two people by the lake white.

Ning Que looked at Xue Wu, who was separated and unable to gather for a long time, in horror. The sword of the twelfth senior brother did not use the heaven and earth vitality. After the sword was released, it also did not have the energy to be attached. It was just an ordinary sword, but it caused such a strange phenomenon. If the senior brother had his sword with all his strength, would he cut the sky open?

"Remember?"

Ning Que woke up, recalled the senior brother's sword drawing just now, and said truthfully: "Remember."

"That's good. I'll practice it myself in a while. You don't need to consider the extra-event factors about tomorrow. If we brothers are watching, we will concentrate on fighting."

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The morning in Chang'an City is not quiet. Early birds have to find insects to fill their stomachs. People have to get up early and secretly pour toilets into drainage canals on both sides of the street. Officials have to go to court, and vendors have to open their livelihoods. Compared with the city after the curfew, it is like two places.

A team of heavy armored cavalry composed of ten people rushed along the official road in the south of the city. First, a cavalry held a blood-colored flag in his hand. On the way to the horses, they rustled against the strong wind, like a surging blood-colored ocean.

The cavalry walked under the gate of Zhuque City, and did not follow the orders of the Tang army to outside troops to enter the city. The soldiers guarding the city tower did not stop them, because the flag came from Tuyang City, and there was a middle-aged general named Xiahou among the cavalry.

...

In the manor by Yanming Lake, Ning Que checked the thirteen iron arrows in the box and found that there was no mistake. He looked at Sangsang and said, "Sangsang, I want to listen to the song."

Sangsang was sharpening the knife. Even if the knife was from the sixth and fourth brothers in the back mountain, the blade would be sharp even if it was placed in the pond for ten years, she still stubbornly wanted to sharpen it. In the past, she used to sharpen the knife before the young master chopped wood, and Xiahou was a very hard piece of wood. It would be no harm if the knife was sharper.

The knife happened to be sharpened at this time. Listening to the young master wanting to listen to the song, Sangsang raised his dark face and sang:

“I come from the mountains and rivers, and I want to take your life;

I come from the riverside and I will take your life;

I come from the grassland and I will take your life;

I come from a small village in Yanjing, I want to take your life;

I come from the uninhabited general's mansion in Chang'an City. I want to take your life..." (Note)

...

On the back mountain of the academy, in front of the mountain courtyard on the slope, Ye Qi took the iron sword, took the formation plate and left the residence, and came to the courtyard where the second senior brother lived. Li and Junmo had already met there.

Li Kuangshu wanted to say something, but Jun Mo said first: "You can only pass by two places when you go to Yanming Lake, Changqiao and Minglou. Today, people from the military headquarters will walk on Changqiao. Minglou is a drum tower in Yanming Lake, and people from the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism will probably walk there."

Ye Qi said: "The military people have always disliked the academy. I am afraid that they will say something extreme, and then they can't bear to use the sword to kill them all. Senior brother, second brother, you can guard the Changqiao, and I will guard the Minglou."

"Then I'll go to Yanming Lake to watch." Yu Lian's voice came from behind the three of them, and behind her, Tang Xiaotang with braids was following.

The three of them then remembered that it was not only the junior brother who had a grudge against Xiahou. If it weren't for the military achievements established by the third senior sister (sister) for the Tang Dynasty, relying solely on Xiahou's rebellion from the Demon Sect and the saint of the previous generation of Demon Sect, Xiahou would probably have died long ago.

...

Above the Ming Tower, in front of the building outside the huge bell and drum of Ye Qiyi, because of the duel about to take place in Yanming Lake, the people outside the Ming Tower, which had been intertwined, had long been cleared by the military personnel, and the streets were empty and silent.

Three shots on the sun, a middle-aged man wearing bright armor walked slowly on the long street in front of Yanming Lake House. When he came downstairs, he saw someone upstairs, bent down and bowed and said, "Xiahou has met Mr. Twelve."

Ye Qi looked down at Xiahou and said, "Let's go."

Xiahou knew very well how terrifying the man was, and he did not feel angry when he was looked down upon. He did not speak humbly, looked up at Ye Qi and said, "Mr. Twelve doesn't seem to be worried?"

Ye Qi said calmly: "You are not worried either."

Xiahou said: "If the academy does not take action, why is Xia worried?"

Ye Qi said: "If you are afraid that the Academy will intervene in the duel with your junior brother, then I can guarantee you that the Academy will not interfere with the duel."

"I dare to ask Mr. Twelve, after the duel, will the academy follow the rules after the duel?"

"The premise is that you can survive."
Chapter completed!