The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

After Lun Qinling heard this, he suddenly realized that what the great sage said seemed to make sense.

He was killed by Li Kuan four times in a row, but not only did the great sage not die, but his strength became more and more distant. According to this level of development, he would be able to defeat Li Kuan sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Lun Qinling asked eagerly with excitement on his face.

"Great Sage, how many times do you think it will take before you surpass Li Kuan? Please tell me the exact time, so that I can prepare for the invasion of Tang Dynasty."

Lun Qinling heard this.

"I don't know, but I feel that I am getting closer and closer to defeating him. No accidents, at most three times."

Speaking of this, the great sage even felt a little grateful to Li Kuan in his heart. If it wasn't for Li Kuan, he would not have understood the highest meaning of witchcraft, let alone make himself so powerful.

But thank you, thank you, the great sage still wants to kill Li Kuan, not only for the development of Tubo, but also to destroy the demons.

If Li Kuan is not killed, the great sage will always have a thorn in his heart, like a thorn in his throat.

Lun Qinling asked further.

"Great Sage, if you can fight against Li Kuan, is there a way to kill him? You know, if a strong man like Li Kuan wants to escape, we can't stop him at all."

The great sage nodded and said.

"Of course there is a plan, otherwise how would I kill people!"

On Qinling's questioning, the great sage continued to explain.

"This time Li Kuan led the Tang army with a thousand troops to attack. Although our army was flustered, it did not cause a big killing."

"So in order to wear down the number and will of our army, they will definitely continue to raid."

Hearing this, Lun Qinling's expression turned ugly, being attacked one after another would break people down.

The great sage continued.

"So, when the next raid occurs, I will meet Li Kuan for a while."

Lun Qinling sighed secretly in his heart, this is the case again, he knew it would be like this, the record of the great sage is really horrible, 0-4 kills, people dare not look directly at it.

He was defeated and beheaded by Li Kuan four times in a row. Even Lun Qinling couldn't help admiring the great sage's perseverance. He was like this, and he still had the courage to fight against Li Kuan. He really couldn't die until the Yellow River what.

Lun Qinling couldn't help asking.

"Great Sage, you have been beheaded by Li Kuan four times in a row, do you have confidence this time?"

Upon hearing this, the great sage frowned, and said with distorted anger on his terrifying face.

"Do you dare to believe the old man?"

Lun Qinling took a few steps back in fright, he didn't dare to say something he didn't believe directly, the temper of the great sage was so violent.

"Great Sage, it's not that I don't believe you, but that there are not many bodies left. What if Li Kuan is not killed after all the bodies are used up?"

The great sage frowned when he heard what Lun Qinling said.

Although some are unwilling to admit and accept it, this issue has to be considered.

If Li Kuan is not defeated one after another, then the corpses are really not enough. Now there are only three corpses for him to resurrect from the dead. If he is still not Li Kuan's opponent after using these three corpses, then the great sage will into an embarrassing problem.

Although the soul is there, there is no body to use, and it can only wander in the world like a walking corpse.

Thinking of this, the great sage felt a little scared in his heart. He thought that seven corpses would be enough, but now it seems that it is a little bit hanging.

Fortunately, Lun Qinling woke him up so that he could make some preparations in advance, otherwise he would not find the root of the problem until the body was gone, and the consequences would be much more difficult than now.

After thinking for a moment, the great sage said.

"If it doesn't work, then I will have to create a few more massacres, create some corpses, and collect death grievances by the way, so that the problem can be solved."

Hearing the words of the great sage, Lun Qinling said in a helpless tone.

"The people in the border villages of the Tang Dynasty have all evacuated to Songzhou City. There are no people from the Tang Dynasty who can be slaughtered by us, so the great sage still has to find another way."

The great sage is silent. It is a war now, but there are no corpses. It is outrageous to spread this kind of situation.

How to solve the corpse problem turned out to be a trouble, which everyone never expected.

The great sage could no longer be optimistic, he had already realized the seriousness of the problem.

If the villagers cannot be slaughtered, then there will not be enough corpses for him to resurrect, and if he cannot be resurrected, he may not be able to beat Li Kuan by then.

Thinking of this, the great sage glanced at the soldiers guarding outside and said.

"As for the general, why don't we behead some Tubo soldiers and use their corpses?"

Hearing these words, Lun Qinling was horrified at first, but soon became angry.

Did the great sage lose his mind?He actually came up with such a crazy idea, using those vicious and vicious methods to torture the soldiers of his own country, and it spreads out that he is devoid of conscience and angry.

It would be fine if this matter was kept secret, but if it was exposed, Lun Qinling would not know how to explain to the Tubo soldiers, the people of Tubo, and Songtsan Gampo.

At that time, Lun Qinling will become a sinner of Tubo, and Songtsan Gampo, who single-handedly brought him up, will also be cast aside.

Thinking of this, Lun Qinling said quickly because he was afraid that the great sage would directly pass him by.

"Great sage, absolutely not, if we really do this, the whole of Tibet will fall into civil strife."

The great sage who heard this explanation frowned, and he knew what Qin Ling was thinking about.