The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

In the twelfth lunar month of the third year of Zhenguan, Lingran took advantage of the atmosphere of offering sacrifices to the New Year inside and outside the palace, and took a leave of absence with Li Shimin, saying that she would go back to Dong'an Temple to handle private matters.

Although Li Shimin was not very happy, he also nodded, and gave him a hundred taels of silver, and asked him to take it back and sacrifice it.When Lingran was leaving, there were a group of more than ten riders, all of whom were lightly furred with ribbons, and the road along the road was quite beautiful.

After arriving at Dong'an Temple, Lingran specially left a dozen Habayashi soldiers outside the temple, and said to them: "Although the original abbot and the poor monk only had a few acquaintances, but the poor monk came to Tang from the country of Japan, Dong'an Temple is a This is the place where I settled down, and under the care of this old monk, I was able to gain a foothold in Chang'an City as a young monk. Please don't bother me this time to pay homage to the old man!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his palm with one hand and recited the Buddha's name.

His words were accompanied by guns and sticks, forcing all the Habayashi soldiers to look at each other, they had to spread out with their hands on the handles of their knives, and guard the corner gates of the temple.

Lingran didn't care, and went straight to the temple.

The crimes of the monks in Dong'an Temple have long been cleared, and he also asked him to pick up the bones of several young monks who were beaten to death in Zhao Prison in the early years.Take this opportunity to bury them together.

Carrying corpses full of corpses on his shoulders, he walked in this deserted monastery with his sandals stepping on the green brick floor in silence.

Under the porch, the courtyard is empty.There are no pine trees, no peach blossoms, and no little Qiniang who loves to laugh and make trouble.

The Buddhist hall was considered clean and tidy, and the door was gently pushed open with a creak, and then the copper pin rested on the door bolt and swung open lightly.

The thick dark blue cotton curtain almost fell on Lingran's face.He quickly blocked it with his hands, then covered his sleeves, coughing repeatedly.

The light in the hall is silent, because the door has been closed for a long time, and the winter sun outside the window pane seems to be three points weaker than outside.

Lingran put down his sleeves, raised his head and took a serious look at the Buddhist hall, and resigned to his fate, he climbed to the window and opened all the windows. The cold wind chilled his cheeks, and his nose was about to run down.

"Don't blame the Buddha! Although I am a fake monk, all the disciples I recited today are disciples of the Buddha. I will burn incense and kowtow to you for them!"

Lingran clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, then lifted up the corner of his robe seriously, knelt on the ground, knelt down three times and bowed nine times, chanting words in his mouth.

After worshiping the Buddha, he carefully cleaned the inside and outside of the courtyard again, and then knelt on the ground with the cage on his back to wipe the Buddhist hall.

This busy work lasted for three or four hours.The palace that came out when the sun was just rising, now the sun was setting and it was almost dusk.

He sat down in front of the steps, raised his sleeves to wipe off the sweat from his face, and panted heavily.Putting down the corpses of several young monks, he pointed to the urn in the cage and smiled sullenly.

"Look, today, little monk, I am carrying you behind my back. We cleaned up the Buddhist hall together, and offered incense and flowers for the Buddha. All of this... is your long-cherished wish in your life! It should be over. From now on, ashes to ashes, dust to dust , go!"

After these words fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on the plain.The wind whirled around in the courtyard, at first it swirled softly around Lingran, back and forth, left and right, then suddenly rose into the air and went up with a clatter.

Lingran looked up at the direction the gust of wind was going, and after a while, she laughed.

Lingran sent away these unwilling souls alone, buried the collected bones next to the stupa at the back of the temple, and made a companion with the old monk Mingxi.

He offered a bowl of rice in front of the old monk Mingxi, inserted three sticks of incense, and then sat down cross-legged to have a candid night chat with the old monk Mingxi.

"Old monk, young monk, do I treat you well? This is the end of our friendship. It's just that the world is peaceful now, and I am afraid that I will leave Chang'an City soon, little monk. In the future, the years will be long Little monk, I’m afraid I won’t be able to come here every year! Later, I’ll go to the nearby villages and towns to hire some people, and for the sake of Xuehua Baiyin, I’m sure they won’t let this monastery fall into disrepair!”

Lingran sighed again.

"Oh! It's a pity that all the spirits and monsters have run away. Otherwise, I should have someone to accompany me to eat and drink with the little monk."

He babbled for a while, brushed the dust off his knees, and just got up to walk back, when suddenly a gust of wind blew up behind him.Different from the whirlwind in the courtyard before, this one is extraordinarily warm.In this cold winter, it is as warm as the sun in spring.

This warm wind enveloped Lingran, blowing over the corners of the white robe and onto the face, like an extremely warm reminder from an old friend.

Lingran suddenly turned her head, looked at the stupa, then lowered her eyelids and smiled, and said, "I know the old monk's intentions. Let's leave now!"

Then he dusted off his robe, turned around and walked straight away.

Lingran stayed in Dong'an Temple for seven full days, until the New Year's Eve, someone from the palace invited him back, saying that during the New Year's Eve banquet, the Eastern Turkic Khan Jieli would also dance to add to the fun.In the words of the Holy Master, one cannot be missing.

Lingran sneered, put down the bowl of white rice in her hand, turned around and walked around in front of the Buddha solemnly holding the bowl.

"Master National Teacher—!"

The servant in the palace called him in a low voice, looking anxious.Boots stamped on the ground, making an unsettling noise.

Lingran walked around the hall on her own, lit another stick of incense, and bowed.When he reached the threshold, he rolled his eyelids and said calmly, "Let's go! I'll go back to the palace with you!"

Straight shoes crossed the threshold, Lingran turned back for the last time.With deep eyes, I saw the closed casement from the beams and pillars, and finally stayed boldly in front of the Buddha.

"Master National Teacher?"

"Well, let's go!"

Lingran flicked his sleeves, raised his hand to take the white fur coat from the waiter, wrapped it up, and restrained the chill around the neckline.Then he turned around and closed the door of the Buddhist hall.

Layer by layer, the keys were dropped when entering the hall three times.The cotton curtain trembled awkwardly in the wind, and then fell silently.

Lingran went out, kicked on his horse, and a dozen Habayashi soldiers behind him got on their horses one after another to keep up.The scabbard hit the jade belt around his waist, clanging.The waiter led the way.Surrounded by the crowd, Lingran subconsciously glanced at the black snake on her fingertips, thought of something, shook her head, and said nothing.

After the quarrel between him and Dalang, Qingliu Dalang tried to reconcile with him several times, but he didn't let anyone step down.Right now, after these few days in Dong'an Temple, he feels lonely in his heart, he intends to reconcile with Dalang Qingliu, but he doesn't know how to speak.I thought to myself, young master, I look with my left eye and my right eye, and I go up and down every day to see you a hundred times, this snake, you have to open your mind no matter what, take the initiative to please me, right?

He thought so, but the snake didn't speak again until he returned to the palace to attend the palace banquet.

He remained motionless, as if he had completely entered hibernation.

In the spring of the fourth year of Zhenguan, Lingran was sitting alone in the side hall reading.Standing on the windowsill with one foot, I suddenly heard whispers outside the hall.He didn't want to talk to him at first, but the weather seemed to be particularly sunny that day, and he seemed to smell the faint fragrance of peach blossoms in his nose.

He glanced back suspiciously, the black snake in the hall was floating motionless beside Peach Blossom Drunk.

Since the black snake entered hibernation in the twelfth lunar month in the third year of Zhenguan, he hid Comrade Dalang in the hall.Just put it in the big vat filled with peach blossom stuffing.Heibuliuqiu is a little bit, in Heigulongdong's tank, if it is not carefully reaching out to fish, no one can find him.

Lingran looked around the big vat, thinking, could it be that he hasn't drunk for a few months?Hungry?Or, because the empress of Sui and Xiao, who was famous for her beauty, entered Li Shimin's harem, the palace was full of spring, and he was so drunk...

With a sharp nose, you can smell peach blossoms?

Lingran laughed at herself, but her ears instinctively perked up and moved.

"...Have you heard that Master Guoshi seems to say that a relative has come to look for him."

"Don't talk nonsense! Our national teacher was originally from the Wa country. Where did our relatives come from in the Tang Dynasty? It's just a lonely monk!"

"It's really not nonsense. It is said that the Zhong family used to be an official! Although they are not big, they still have some friendship with old Jing Zhaoyin in Chang'an City. No, they can still trust their words to the palace. , it can be considered that he is very capable!"

"Hey! How is this done? Do you want to tell Master Guoshi?"

"Oh, you dare to go! Old brother, I don't have the guts! The Holy Majesty has repeatedly told me that even a bird is not allowed to enter this temple!"

"Then, forget it!"

"Oh, it's a pity, let's divide these things?"

Then there was the sound of finely broken gold and silver being flipped softly.

Lingran's heart moved, he was indeed a lonely monk in Tang Dynasty, except for all the monsters and the dead old monk of Dong'an Temple, no one really had friendship with him.etc!A crowd of spirits, could it be that those spirits sent messages to the palace?

Who, with such an ink mark, wouldn't you just give him the preaching talisman?

Lingran sneered, put down the scroll, and walked lazily to the entrance of the hall.The door of the hall was ajar, and a white robe floated out. The servants guarding the door immediately fell silent, and all stared at him dumbfounded.

Lingran's eyes drifted over, and he saw the three servants gathered together in a pile of hairpins and hairpin rings.

One of them was holding a small bag in his hand, which was a purse from the boudoir.The patterns on the purse seemed familiar to Ling Ran, he snatched it away, squinted his eyes in the sun and looked it over carefully, and sure enough, it looked like a mandarin duck playing in the water.What Xiao Qiniang had praised before was the embroidery work of the mother and daughter of the Zhong family.

Because he has dealt with Xiao Qiniang the most times, he can barely remember the smell of this spirit.Coupled with this embroidery thread, it is even more certain.

"Where did this bag come from?"

He held the purse in his palm and asked lightly.

"Back, back to the master..."

The servants looked flustered, faltered, and were about to make up some excuses to deceive him, when suddenly they smiled and said, "Don't fool me! My national teacher, but he can pinch and count!"

As soon as he said these words, several servants trembled, looked at each other, and then plopped down on the ground.

"Master National Teacher, we really dare not hide it from you! But we really dare not say it!"

"Okay," Lingran shook her head, turned around and walked into the hall with the purse in her hand.

He didn't ask those servants to get up, and he didn't continue to question him.

These people are Li Shimin's eyes and ears placed by his side. Although he doesn't know why Li Shimin has to watch over him, but so far when he travels...the Yulin army has not withdrawn, and the personal servants are more complete than a few concubine princes!Inside and outside the hall, eyeliner is all over the place.

Tsk, what a day!

Lingran retreated into the hall, and conveniently set up an enchantment.Peeping from outside the hall, it was just business as usual inside, others were sitting on the window sill reading, just like countless days in the past.

In fact, Lingran put her purse in the scroll, moved her lips slightly, and called out: "Little Qiniang!"

As expected, Xiao Qiniang floated out of her purse.A very small piece of half-face makeup, plum blossoms dotted on the forehead, a golden step on the sideburns, and delicate eyebrows, it is the most beautiful upper half of her face.

The half-faced beauty just floats on the lotus leaf next to the mandarin duck.Dreamlike.

"How have you been recently?" Lingran couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Oh, little monk, don't talk about it! You won't come back after you leave. I'm sorry that I'm still guarding the Bell Mansion. Master Zhong and Mrs. Zhong have stared at me and asked me many times, saying that our family's wishful husband, That little gentleman surnamed Su, why didn’t he come after he left?”

Lingran had no choice but to pat her forehead and laughed awkwardly.

At the beginning, he and Qiniang pretended to be husband and wife just to sneak into Zhongfu to investigate the case.After the matter was found out, he hurriedly took the Qiankun bag to Wei Wang Li Tai to close the case. At that time, he thought that Xiao Qiniang's feet would be smeared later.Who would have imagined that it has been a year and a half, and Xiao Qiniang is still diligently playing the role of young lady in Zhongfu!

"Speaking of which, you should not be in Chang'an City, right?"

After a pause, he smiled again and said, "Later, I really went to inquire about the little monk!"

This is not to fool her. In the twelfth lunar month of the third year of Zhenguan, Lingran took the opportunity of returning to Dong'an Temple to worship and sweep, deliberately found some villagers to clean the temple in their spare time, and left a message by the way, saying that if someone came to look for it, one It is said that he has entered the palace, and the other is that there are still some old friends who are planting peach blossoms in Wuxian Mountain.

These two messages are for Xiao Qiniang.

But he didn't expect that not only did Xiao Qiniang never go back to Dong'an Temple, but she never heard from her at all.If it wasn't for today's release, he would have thought that Xiao Qiniang had forgotten him!

Right now, the only possibility is that Xiao Qiniang must not be in Chang'an, I'm afraid it's still far away!

Sure enough, Xiao Qiniang hurriedly complained: "Don't mention it, I followed Mr. Zhong all the way to his hometown. This place is far away, and it is more than 800 miles away from Chang'an City. Pity me for being a weak girl..."

"Stop!"

Lingran couldn't help baring her teeth. "You're not some weak girl, you pretty Miss Xiulou! Little Qiniang, what are your skills? Don't tell me, after working as Miss Zhong's family for a few days, I even forgot that I'm a scorpion." Come on!"

Xiao Qiniang choked.

"...Xiuer?"

Madam Zhong's calling was faintly heard from the other end.The little Qiniang on the purse was a little flustered, her expression changed, and she hurriedly said to Lingran: "Hey, little monk, I have very little spiritual power, and now I am with ordinary people, so I have a lot of things to say, which I have to say! Just ask one thing, little monk, if you have time, just return to me!"

Lingran raised her eyebrows.

"Anyway, the aura on the purse has to be saved! Little monk, you must calculate it correctly before telling me!"

"What's the matter, it's worth your trouble and nagging!"

"Don't mention it, it's just... that's it!" Xiao Qiniang twitched instead.

"What's the matter?" Lingran was confused.

"That's right, aren't you leaving now?" Xiao Qiniang began to twitch again.

The current appearance of Xiao Qiniang can be seen in Lingran's mind!She must be sitting in the embroidered building at this moment, stirring a piece of veil in her hand, the veil made her stir like twisted twists, almost water came out.

"What's the matter, I don't understand the thoughts of you women!"

Xiao Qiniang waited for a while, and Mrs. Zhong's call behind her became more and more clear. She turned her head and said to Lingran in a hurry: "It's just that you will not return, and the Zhong family is discussing again now. How about recruiting a new son-in-law. I was thinking to myself, we have never been married before, and we did not harm anyone when we were ghosts. Little monk, do the math, can I find a marriage in the world of mortals? "

Lingran raised his eyebrows.

"Tell me when you figure it out!"

"No, this..." Lingran opened her mouth and was about to refute it, when Madam Zhong's voice came from behind her purse clearly.

"Xiu'er, do you understand? Wang Po is here again, and this time she is talking about her! It is said that the young man is very handsome, and he is no worse than that Su..."

Ling Ran couldn't help but laugh, and when he looked again, the shadow of the little Qiniang had completely disappeared from the purse.

Lingran put down the book, untied the barrier casually, walked to the big vat, and knocked on the vat.

Buzz!

The cylinder reverberates.

Ling Ran looked inward with her head, and said with a smile, "A little monster also wants to find a son-in-law in the world of mortals! Da Lang, do you think this is feasible?"

Black Snake lazily raised his head from the bottom of the vat, swam to the side of the vat, resting his head on the edge of the vat, and glanced at Lingran.That look is still very tired.

Perhaps it was early spring, the snake's hibernation period had just passed, and Da Lang had shown signs of waking up in just a few days, but he still had nothing to say.

Lingran teased him for a while, but seeing that the black snake was always lazy and silent, she lost interest.When you turn around, you will send a message to the little Qiniang in your purse—marry as you love, whoever you love!It's going to rain, and Xiao Qiniang is going to get married, and the monk can't control it.

The little Qiniang on the other end hesitated for a while when she heard his voice, and there was also some sadness.He replied, "Don't tell me, little monk, you are the most handsome monk I have ever seen in my 300 years of practice!"

"Remove the word 'monk' from the back!"

Lingran couldn't help but let her eyes go blank, and said with a smile: "Just say he's the most handsome! Hehe!"

He couldn't help laughing again, and said, "I'm handsome, I understand!"

Xiao Qiniang was dumbfounded.

Before Xiao Qiniang could think back to him, Lingran withdrew her mana with a slap, threw the purse back into the pile of debris, and never touched it again.

As far as he is concerned, it's okay.

Until more than a month later, Lingran suddenly remembered that she forgot to send a message to Xiao Qiniang that Liu Shujing and Lao Song were still practicing in Buxian Mountain, and asked her to go to Buxian Mountain to see the peach blossoms when she was free. .But looking back and thinking about it again, the willow tree spirit hesitated to speak several times that day, and his expression was quite hesitant.

He guessed that the willow spirit might have some kind of meaning for Xiao Qiniang.

Right now, Xiao Qiniang has abandoned her status as a ghost, and hides in the world of mortals to be a lady of the big family with peace of mind, and is going to choose a husband to marry another.It's better not to let the willow tree spirit know about this matter!

If you know it, I'm afraid it will add another sad thing. It's not beautiful if you lose your mind and miss your practice.Anyway, this thing in the world is a circle.If there is fate, go round and round, and finally meet again.If there is no fate, even if you force it, you will not be able to go to the end.

Lingran thought she was thinking clearly, so she bared her teeth and dropped her hand.

In the autumn of the fourth year of Zhenguan, when Li Shimin took Lingran to hunt, he solemnly brought up the matter of attacking Liangzhou on the hunting ground.And asked Lingran again, is he still interested in staying in Liangzhou?

Lingran glanced at Li Shimin cautiously, and said, "If the Holy Master intends, the poor monk will do anything!"

Li Shimin pointed at the tip of his nose, shook his head with a smile, and finally sighed for some reason, and walked out of the big tent.

When Li Shimin got on his horse, he was dressed in military uniform, with a bow on his back.Clamping the horse's belly with his legs, "Let's go!"

There was a gust of wind, and the smoke and dust billowed up.

Standing outside the tent, Lingran watched them go away.For some reason, among the many princes behind Li Shimin, Lingran kept her eyes on Li Zhi for an exceptionally long time.

Li Zhi seemed to feel something on the horseback, but when he turned around suddenly, Lingran had disappeared.Only the curtains moved slightly.

"Third brother, what are you looking at?" Li Chengqian suddenly let out a strange cry, and raised his whip at Li Zhi.

Li Zhilue avoided it, lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."

Li Tai asked someone to carry it in a soft sedan chair, and watched the two of them ask and answer coldly. His originally handsome brows and eyes had already become fat and out of shape, and his eyes were fierce and cold, like a wild wolf hunting in the mountains.

The sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the wind was filled with the smell of harvest and blood.

In the summer of the fifth year of Zhenguan, according to statistics from the Ministry of Household Affairs, the population of the Tang Dynasty had reached more than one million.This figure is an unprecedented peak for a new dynasty not long after the war.

Li Shimin was overjoyed that day. In the Golden Palace, he laughed and said, "Since I ascended the throne, I have been worrying all the time. The previous dynasty had frequent wars, the population was declining, and there were ten households and nine empty households among the common people. Now it can be regarded as a peaceful life." Already!"

What he said was like a clever woman who had had no rice for many years, and now she was finally living a prosperous life.

Lingran slightly closed her eyelids, sat on the golden hall and smiled faintly.

More than a month later, good news came from all over the country, saying that there was a good harvest, and because the Eastern Turks had been pacified before, the barbarians from all sides were shocked, and they sent envoys to the Tang Dynasty to bow their heads and proclaim their ministers.Li Shimin was elected as "Tian Khan". Since then, all ethnic groups have been crowned as the supreme Khan.

When the foreign barbarians were stable, Li Shimin officially broke ground to repair Luoyang Palace.Women in high buns and thin clothes flaunted through the city, and the east and west cities of Chang'an were densely populated.When I go to the West Market to drink, I can not only see orchids persuading me to drink, but also Persian carpet glass silver bottles from Central and Western Asia.

The golden age of Zhenguan that Lingran is familiar with in history has finally officially arrived.

In the winter of the eighth year of Zhenguan, Li Shimin ordered Li Jing to be the general manager of the Xikaidao march, and went to Liangzhou to pacify the Tuyuhun tribe.Lingran was ordered to go out this time, together with Li Jing and Hou Junji, a total of five marching chiefs, left Chang'an City far away.

On the day he left Chang'an City, Lingran was dressed in white and light fur, sitting on horseback and looking back.In early winter, there is always mist in the air, and Chang'an City is shrouded in faint smoke, like a giant beast.

After years of long-cherished wishes come true, Lingran suddenly felt an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

After a few years, the black snake's stature has grown more than a circle than before.The fingers couldn't be coiled, so they wrapped around Lingran's elbow from time to time.

It's been asked before.For example, Wei Zheng, the straight-tempered admonisher, has said more than once that the national teacher is very fond of raising snakes. It was nothing at all, but he just took it in and out of the Golden Palace, and took it with him when he went to the official's house to drink. elegant.

Lingran replied with a smile at that time, the life of a poor monk is cheap, and I was saved by this snake several times before.He Yu Xiaoseng is not a spiritual pet, but a lifesaver.

Wei Zheng was startled, but he didn't bring up the matter again.

For some reason, this conversation spread throughout Chang'an City.Even the common people in the market know that the current national teacher has a snake, and it is said that it is his life-saving benefactor.As a result, countless versions were compiled in the market, and the storybook was widely circulated.

It is said that the black snake came to repay the kindness, and the national teacher was kind, so in order to cover up the black snake, he said that he had received his kindness. ——Lingran had heard this version with her own ears, and she nodded slightly at the time, thinking it was quite reliable.

Unexpectedly, for some unknown reason, some novel rumors came out later, saying that this snake was originally a peerless beauty. The national teacher took a fancy to the beauty of this snake and called it a spiritual pet. In fact, she slept on the same bed every night, saying Endless beauty!When Lingran heard this, he immediately became furious. For the first time in his life, he abused the authority given to him by Li Shimin, and ordered the Habayashi Army to rush to the brothel where the script was passed on, and took the script and tore it up. He also threatened several people. The leading young lady and the storyteller.

After Jing Lingran made such a fuss, this version stopped.But until the eighth year of Zhenguan, Lingran left Chang'an City. On the way to Liangzhou, one night he slept in the wild. The soldiers buried pots for cooking, and Lingran heard a few soldiers sitting there knocking their teeth in the smoke from the bonfire. .

"... Did you see the snake coiled up in our national teacher's hand? Hey! Good guy, it's as thick as a child's arm! This is really our national teacher. How can ordinary people have such courage? Who knows if it's poisonous or not!"

"That's right, that snake looks fierce."

With her hands sleeved, Ling Ran passed behind them in a floating manner, and her ears moved when she heard the mention of the Black Snake.Comrade Dalang is not on his arm at the moment.

Maybe it will be raised well in the past few years. Every winter, the black snake will enter a long dormancy period, and then in the spring of the next year, it will study spells with Lingran and cultivate the sea of ​​consciousness together.In the past few years, Qingliu Dalang can often transform into a human form, and it is rumored that he sleeps on the same bed every night, but it is not entirely false.At least there are three seasons of spring, summer and autumn in a year, and Qingliu Dalang really turns into a human form, and the two sleep on the same couch.Although there is no story, it is not charming, nor is it the relationship between a man and a woman, but there are all kinds of intimacy in it, which cannot be explained to outsiders.

Lingran was alone again tonight, and couldn't help but slow down a bit, wanting to hear what the army thought of Comrade Da Lang.Furthermore, what kind of gossip could spread to Li Jing's army!

As soon as he thought about it, he heard the sergeant who raised the topic go on: "If you want me to say, that snake is probably a goblin! It looks very spiritual, and it always ignores us when we see it. You will only move when you see the national teacher."

"What kind of elf, I guess she's just lazy!"

One person poured cold water on the spot, and then several soldiers burst out laughing.

Lingran clicked her tongue, shook her head, reckoning that these people couldn't tell a joke, she turned around and prepared to leave.

"Don't say it, I really think that snake is fierce!"

A soldier suddenly lowered his voice and said to his companions: "Just yesterday, when I went to pick up something at the training ground, guess what I saw?"

"See what?"

Amidst the roar of laughter, several soldiers were full of disapproval, and turned around to blow the fire again.

The soldier who lowered his voice and was about to tell a shocking secret, probably felt neglected, a little unhappy, and raised his voice a little. "I saw the snake!"

"The snake is in our training ground?"

Several soldiers couldn't believe it.

"That place is set up in the general's big tent! We usually dare not go in if we have nothing to do, how dare the snake sneak in?"

"It's the fault here!"

Seeing that he had finally attracted everyone's attention, the soldier was so triumphant that he couldn't help showing off. "The point is, guess what the snake was doing when I went in?"

"Do what?"

"Oh, that snake is just like us! One by one, the swords looked at it, and every now and then it would hit it with its tail. When those swords saw it, they all buzzed! It scared me!"

"Our general has dozens of swords hanging there!"

"That's right! At that time, those swords broke free from their sheaths, and I was so scared that I ran away!"

"Hahaha! Old Guo, you made up this story well! It's much more beautiful than the goblin repaying the favor I said before!"

Several soldiers couldn't help clapping their hands and laughing.

Lingran stopped in her tracks, and couldn't help but take a deep look back.The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty all over the mountains and plains are all young and powerful. Because the Tang army has been everywhere in these years, they are invincible, and their faces are filled with victorious smiles.

This kind of courage and enthusiasm is something Lingran has never experienced for a long time.To be exact, in the three lifetimes before and after, only now can he feel the heat of living in the world of mortals.

But why did Dalang Qingliu go to Li Jing's training ground alone? What did he do there, what did he look for?

Lingran remembered that in the time of destroying the heavens, Master Ling Fuzi once said that his body was a sword, and Qingliu Dalang snatched him away because of his love of collecting treasures. ——Could it be that Comrade Dalang saw a new treasure here?

After thinking about it like this, Lingran suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He turned his feet and went straight into Li Jing's big tent.The tent was opened, and Li Jing was standing in front of the sand table and meditating, holding a small red flag in his hand, not knowing where to insert it.Lingran walked in, he looked back, his eyebrows moved.

Li Jing has been running around all these years, he is very old, and his temples are slightly frosted.

Lingran nodded slightly at him, looked over and saw that the snake was indeed there!

The black snake just slumped on the table in such a careless and shameless manner.Seeing Lingran, he hissed happily.

"Yo!" Lingran raised her eyebrows and smiled. "How did this poor monk get into the general's tent? It's hard for me to find!"

The black snake hissed continuously, and was extremely excited, looking at Lingran eagerly.Lingran didn't even look at him, she walked up to Li Jing, almost questioning. "There are so many swords in the general's big tent!"

Holding a small red flag in his hand, Li Jing said blankly, "This is the sword!" He pointed to the sword he was wearing at his waist.Then he frowned and said: "It's not a precious sword, but it kills many enemies on the battlefield. If there is an enemy or a night attack, this sword will make a buzzing sound by itself. Some people say that it is too murderous...Why, in the eyes of the national teacher , could it be a baby?"

"In the eyes of the poor monk, it doesn't matter whether it's a treasure or not! In the eyes of some people," Lingran said coldly, glancing at Hei Snake, "I'm afraid this sword is very precious! They won't even want it at home. , I want this sword!"

Li Jing was stunned, as if he heard Lingran's words meant something, but he never thought of this snake again!I had to laugh a few times and said, "The national teacher just came, help me figure it out, this time I went to Liangzhou, which place to attack first is easy to break?"

"The poor monk can only pray for wind and rain, and wish me good weather in the Tang Dynasty. I am not good at marching and fighting!"

Lingran had her sleeves clean, looked around coldly, and saw that the layout of Li Jing's tent was very tidy, except for the things for marching and fighting, there was a pair of armor, a few guns and a bow.Nothing to see!

As soon as he lost his interest, he held his breath in his heart again, so he was not happy to stay any longer.I just feel that I really caught Qingliu Dalang's secret, and my heart becomes more and more unhappy.His brows and eyes drooped, his water chestnut lips pursed slightly, and even his shoulders slipped down in an instant.The wind blew in from the corner of the tent, and the white clothes were rustling, and it seemed to be a bit out of shape.

When Li Jing said something later, he either said "um" or "oh", or just smiled coldly without making a sound.

Li Jing didn't know what kind of temper this master of the state had committed. He recalled the evaluation of this man by the court, and he only said eight words-unpredictable, difficult to understand emotions and anger.

Li Jing was getting more and more nervous. He didn't know what the Holy Master was thinking about sending this lord of the national teacher to accompany him this time, so he cautiously probed: "Master of the country, after someone captures Liangzhou City, follow the According to the meaning of the Holy Lord, it is up to you to decide whether to stay or not, Master Guoshi. What is the plan of Master Guoshi at that time?"

"What are your plans?"

Thinking about it spiritually, he originally planned to take this opportunity to break free from the shackles of the court with Dalang Qingliu, stay in Liangzhou City for a few years, and then find an excuse to leave this small world quietly.But right now he is holding his breath with Qingliu Dalang, and he is not happy to think about it.

He said indifferently, "I don't have any plans! After the general's victory, I'm afraid he will stay in Liangzhou City and work hard to repair the fortifications."

"Hehe, with the talents of the National Teacher, I am afraid that the repairs will not be completed in the near future, and it will be a good time to return to the court. At that time, someone will welcome the National Teacher back to Beijing outside the long pavilion in Chang'an City!"

"Don't say it so early!" Lingran deliberately sighed, and then said lightly: "I don't have anything to do today, the poor monk just stopped by to see the general, you are busy!"

As he spoke, he cupped his hands sloppily, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Seeing him lift his foot and leave, Black Snake hurriedly followed.Followed Lingran's heels all the way and swam out.

"Don't follow me! Go find your baby!"

As soon as Lingran walked out of the big tent, she kicked the black snake, turned her head and said angrily: "Don't expect me to forgive you for everything!"

The black snake raised his head in a daze, his eyes were bigger than sesame seeds, about the size of soybeans, staring at Lingran.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lingran became more angry and walked forward like a gust of wind.

The black snake swam outside the account, only heard a click, and Lingran sealed the tent.He even set up a barrier!

At this moment, the crescent moon was just showing, and the sky was not yet completely dark. The black snake raised his head blankly, glanced at the twilight in the wild, and hissed a few more times.

Lingran ignored him again.

The black snake had no choice but to swim to the pegs of the tent, wrapped its tail around the pegs, uprooted the pegs, and burrowed into the tent from the thin crack in the ground.

Lingran was half lying on the couch and sulked alone, when she heard the noise, she hurriedly lowered her head and took a look at the ground.I saw a head poking out of the ground, covered in dirt, looking at him pitifully.It was Aoyagi Tairo who had transformed into a black snake.

Lingran immediately stepped on it angrily, stepped on the black snake's head with the straw shoe, and kicked the black snake to the ground.

"Go aside! It's annoying!"

"What's bothering you baby?"

The black snake managed to get into the big tent, thinking that Lingran had already applied the barrier anyway, so he swaggered and rolled on the ground a few times.After a puff of green smoke, when he stood up again, he was Aoba Liu Dalang in red.

The face is as white as jade, and the facial features are stern.If you don't look at the gray marks on Lingran's face and the dirt on the temples, you can be regarded as a good-looking talent!Seeing that his demeanor is very cold, but now Qingliu Dalang is leaning pitifully in front of Lingran, with an extremely aggrieved expression, "Baby, what is bothering you? But someone bullied you? Who bullied you?"

"Who dares to bully me?" Lingran pointed at the tip of her nose and sneered. "Who in this world dares to bully me!"

Qingliu Dalang became more and more bewildered, looking at Lingran in a daze.The brilliance flowed in the dark golden vertical pupils, and if you looked carefully, it seemed that teardrops were about to gather soon.

Lingran hates this fellow pretending to be pitiful the most!

He couldn't help but said angrily, "Who dares to bully me? It's just you, a careless coward!"

Qingliu Dalang became more and more at a loss, and said, "Me?"

How dare I bully you? !

Qingliu Dalang almost leaned over in front of Lingran's face, and hurriedly confessed: "I've been cautious these days, except talking to you in the tent, I dare not do anything, I dare not do anything anywhere! Bullied you?"

"You don't dare to go? Listen, it's as if I care how hard you are!"

He gritted his teeth aura. "I'm wronged, right, Comrade Dalang!"

"Don't dare to be wronged!"

Qingliu Dalang answered subconsciously at first, and then saw peach blossoms under Lingran's malt-colored skin, and the veins on his neck popped out. Knowing that he had said the wrong thing again, he quickly confessed again. "Anyway, baby, tell me! If I did something wrong