The rolling dark clouds overturned and the rain fell down, the Fengshui surged, and the two sides of the shore were filled with floods.

It was noon, but the sky was as dark as night. Only silver snakes were white and dark, and the light was raging with rain, accompanied by the roaring thunder array, revealing the power of heaven and earth.

An unknown lonely peak tenaciously exposed its pointed horns in the vast ocean, covered by a transparent round cover emitting white light. It looks quite like a lantern from a distance, but this lantern is a magical method, not to mention the wind and rain, the fairy clouds in the mountains are fragrant, and birds, beasts, fairies and mortals are all leisurely coming and going, just like the fairyland of peach gardens.

At the top of the lonely peak, dozens of square and identical stone houses stand scattered. The outside of the stone house is simple and rough, without any decoration. Only the one at the highest point is larger, with a large flag on the roof, with the words "Xi Shu 145" embroidered on one side, and the word "Dou Da Zhan" on the other side.

A young man lay under his banner, holding his hands behind his head, staring at the sky with his eyes dull, motionless.

Ten years have passed, and in the blink of an eye, he still remembers every word he said and everything he saw when he first went into battle ten years ago...

The promotion and foundation building are here, the engagement is here, and countless battles, life and death are here...

The land of Chu and Qin in my memory was actually a little blurred, and Fengshui had become his second hometown.

"What's wrong? Unhappy?" A long-legged beauty with mature and beautiful curves climbed up to the roof. "Is it because of the home?" She lay down side by side, her pretty face gently leaned against the man's broad chest, and snuggled up like a kitten. "I am willing to be a slave and a concubine, I am not worthy of you..."

"You're thinking too much."

The man's hands gently swayed at the end of the woman's hair, "The old man in my family is from a small matter, not the kind of person who values ​​the family. I replied that I have made a lifelong decision with you, so he did not mention the marriage with the Ming family again."

"Really!" The woman smiled, her smooth face shining with joy, "Will you really marry me?"

"I was surrounded by heavy siege seven years ago. If it weren't for you, I would have lost my life." The man pointed the tip of her nose, "Besides, we are both old husbands and wives..." he teased.

"Hate." The woman was coquettish, but her tears slowly slid down due to her touch. "But I am a miscellaneous qi cultivation cultivator with no relatives and no support. I was almost sold into a furnace and cauldron. You are from a high-ranking family and a single-born foundation-building senior, and have a bright future."

"Aristocratic family, haha..." The man reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, shook his head and sneered, "If it were ten years ago, I really thought my family was amazing, but in this Fengshui, the children of the super sect, the Nascent Soul, and even the descendants of the gods, and his horizons were wide open. Only after I realized that the Baishan Chuqin Sect was not a high sect at all. My Zhan family had the highest cultivation level in history, and I couldn't even touch the edge of the aristocratic family."

"But that senior Jiang Mingke said that he was above the top and was a person who was not easy to meet. But three years ago, he not only had a close attitude when he learned about your identity, but also helped you find this extremely safe guard position. He is a Jindan monk from the Yuanying Jiang family of Qiyun Sect, but he has taken care of you so much. Isn't it because of your background?" the woman asked.

"It's not that simple, this is what I'm worried about."

The man put away his smile and said coldly: "I, Chu Qin, is adjacent to the Jiang family territory, which is considered to have some influence on his family affairs. He shows kindness to me, but he knows that the old man of the leader is close to my Zhan family and has other wishes. A few days ago, a child of the Jiang family revealed to me that Jiang Mingke might want to compete for the first generation of the head of the family, so he is determined to make contributions in this Fengshui. He is eager to advance and recklessly to govern the army and abuse, and he can't even uphold justice. He only cares about personal gain, and those who have no value will charge forward as cannon fodder. In recent years, his casualties under his command are more than 20% more than other families! For those who are useful like me, he has made a favor with kindness, hum! There is no Taoist character. Also, the position of the head of the Jiang family has been decided long ago, and he has made this happen now..."

"Okay, okay, don't say it anymore, beware of the partition walls." The woman was very alert. Seeing that he was talking louder and louder, she quickly stopped him and pretended to blame him: "Don't behave well if you get a cheaper one."

This man is Zhan Jianfeng, and the woman is naturally Xue Xiaozhao. Youthful men and women are always with you all year round. You have love and I have the intention. How can you suppress this Fengshui land where your life is like grass today and I don’t know what to do tomorrow? I have already practiced the reality of husband and wife. Ming family returned from the outside sea, and Ming Xinyuan was reluctant to let go of the big business of Dongzong Island. Under the pressure of Mingzhen, he only chose a few immortals from the clan to move back. One of them had a genius female cultivator, who was only sixteen years old, and the single name was "luma". Qi Xiu liked it very much, so he wanted to match him with Zhan Jianfeng into a pair. Unexpectedly, he was rejected by Master Zhan and Qi Xiu had nothing to do.

As the two were talking, another person rushed up to the roof. After a closer look, it was Bao Er.

Ten years have passed, Bao Er is already in his thirties. He looks much more mature. A few years ago, one leg was injured during the battle, which led to a little lame walking. "It's time to go, boss, are you going?" He asked with a smile. He has a close relationship with Zhan Jianfeng. He can scream like his brother and brother when practicing Qi. Zhan Jianfeng can't do it after building the foundation successfully. He also thinks he is apart from the senior, so he is called "head". Anyway, Zhan Jianfeng is the whistleman of the "Xi Shu 145" and is just right.

In addition to Zhan Jianfeng, there are twelve and three other men in this guard. They are all old friends who have been fighting with him for many years. Because of the sudden heavy rain, a team of land carrying beasts transporting supplies is stranded here. The team is composed of local monks from Fengshui. There is nothing to do with them. Two groups of people simply take advantage of the heavy rain to have a banquet, and then talk about Taoism and law to relieve their boredom.

Although Zhan Jianfeng had already fasted, he was generous in character and liked to get along with others the most, so naturally there was no reason not to participate. The three of them flew down the roof and saw a long table in front of the palace. The two groups of people were clearly separated. One side of the monk was an old man who had a firm look at the whistle guard, with a rude attitude, but he had a special fearlessness and calmness. The other side of the monk was old and young. These local monks who did not really participate in the war were restrained and secular, and were completely at a disadvantage.

"Boss, senior Zhan, deacon..."

Zhan Jianfeng is the only foundation-building monk here. Both groups of people stood up respectfully and bowed to different titles.

"Sit all."

Zhan Jianfeng stepped into the main seat and sat down, raised his glass and signaled: "Meeting by chance is fate, but I am remote and there is nothing good to entertain you, so everyone should be grateful."

“Where do it.”

The guests were all humble, but they could not control their appetite during the Qi training stage. The whistle guards lived a comfortable and leisurely life. Bao Ersheng, who was responsible for everyone's food and drink, became a chef master. Each person had several dishes and a pot of wine in front of the table, and they were very delicate and attractive, and everyone was moved with their index fingers.

"please."

Zhan Jianfeng first drank a glass of wine. He saw that the rice grains of Linggu in front of him were as big as green jade beads, which were as big as quail eggs. More than ten pieces were filled with plates. The fresh green was so cute. He had never seen them before, and knew that they were not ordinary people. He picked up one and put it in his mouth. Sure enough, he melted in his mouth. A domineering fragrance rushed straight into his forehead, which made people wake up. After that, the aftertaste of the aftertaste was even longer, and the fragrance remained on his teeth and cheeks, and the taste was unforgettable.

"Hehe, this is the wild [cuiry jade spirit corn] in Fengshui. Because the quality grade fluctuates violently, no one grows it." The leader of Fengshui native monk named Xu saw Zhan Jianfeng eating seven or eight pieces in a row. He knew that he liked it, and smiled and introduced: "I have picked these for this second-level quality like this. If my senior likes it, I will ask someone to send it later."

"Oh? Wouldn't I have eaten it all? Hahaha!"

Zhan Jianfeng laughed happily, then tilted his head and whispered to Xue Xiaozhao beside him: "Take out the flying knife you are holding."

Xue Xiaozhao nodded and took out an eighteen set of flying knife magic weapons from the storage bag. The decoration was exquisitely decorated and shiny, which was really eye-catching. He took it and handed it to the old man named Xu, "I'm telling you thank you."

"How can this make it happen, why do you need the senior to thank you so much for this? You dare not accept this kind of gift, no, no..." The old man surnamed Xu quickly refused.

"This is a toy given by a friend from my hometown. It is not conducive to fighting. Just take it as fun, hold it, hold it..."

Zhan Jianfeng ignored him and stubbornly stuffed eighteen knives into the other party's arms, "I don't know what to expect when I see you, just leave me a thought."

The old man surnamed Xu had to accept it. He felt that this foundation-building senior was a person who was easy to get along with. The guests felt much more restrained, and even the banquet became more and more lively.

After drinking, the guests and hosts were both happy. Just as they were about to withdraw from the seat and discuss the Tao and the mystery, Zhan Jianfeng suddenly raised his hand with one hand and shouted: "Quiet!"

The scene suddenly cooled down, and everyone was puzzled. Seeing him tilting his ears and listening, he followed suit. Sure enough, the thunder sound coming through the mountain protection formation was a bit strange...

"Look! It's the warning fireworks!" As Zhan Jianfeng's fingers, everyone saw the faint light in the depths of the dark clouds in the distance, sometimes without any war. After ten years of war, no one knew that it was the warning fireworks asking for help.

"It is the highest number. Those who see it must immediately reinforce. Only one person can stay at my guard level to guard the house..." Zhan Jianfeng arranged it clearly one by one in a deep voice, "Everyone will prepare immediately. The faster we set out, the better!" He said to the old man surnamed Xu: "Although you are not monks participating in the war, you must obey the conscription according to the law, and everyone will start to prepare!"

The smiles left on everyone's faces disappeared instantly.

...

Coming out of the bright and leisurely mountains, there was a world of lightning, thunder and water that filled the sky. Everyone couldn't help but feel the inversion of this not reality. There was only one spiritual bird used as a messenger in the whistle guard, and five people could be ridden by Xue Xiaozhao as the pioneer. The land-mounted beasts of the old man surnamed Xu could not float in the water. They were unable to use them in this weather and were not brought out. Most people had to use their own flying swords or flying magic weapons to follow them, and the sword edge was stomping on the [Pi Li Chasing Wind Thorn] alone in the palace.

"We are weak and we will walk like this. When will we wait to reach our destination?" After walking for several miles in the rain, the old man named Xu spoke out and questioned.

Bao Er blinked beside him and said with a smile: "We should not deceive military laws. We should do our best, but we are limited by our ability, so we walked slowly. Do you understand?" He and Xue Xiaozhao were unwilling to stay and followed him, "Brother Xu, please relax, we are old men..." Ten years have not changed Bao Er's good mouth, and bragging, it really made the old man surnamed Xu feel much more open.

"Where are you from!?"

Unfortunately, the sky did not follow the wishes of others. The group was soon discovered by a shuttle and someone came down to inquire.

"It's over." Bao Er whispered, and even he couldn't laugh.

"There are 145 sentries in the West, go to the alarm to rescue." Zhan Jianfeng stepped forward and presented the token.

"Come up soon. If you leave like you, you won't be here next year!" The man checked it correctly and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!