Chapter 187 Grassland

"I have the method of unblocking the meridians!"

Fang Yuan leisurely looked at the three Wu Zong who bowed down: "But the law should not be passed on lightly! We have all transcended the mundane world, so it is not false, you have worked for me for ten years, and I will teach you all the methods of unblocking the meridian! "

In the Dagan Empire, although the art of Tongmai is rare, it is really nothing.

Not to mention, Fang Yuan is completely fishing now.

With the art of unblocking the meridian, do you want the trick to condense the spiritual meridians? What about the final method of condensing the holy body?

Basically, as soon as he agrees, he will be completely branded and join Fang Yuan's side.

However, the three Martial Sects who came here were all well prepared. Hearing this, he hesitated for a while, and immediately said: "Ten years is too cheap for us!"

Having experienced the severance of their way forward and their utter despair, they can pay any price in order to pursue martial arts.

Not to mention serving for ten years, even selling yourself as a slave for a hundred years, someone might agree.

"Great goodness!"

Fang Yuan showed joy, and stepped forward to help them up one by one: "In the future, you will all be enshrined in my You Kingdom, and you are all our own people, so you are welcome!"

Outsiders may not pretend to be rhetorical, but it is unnecessary to show off in front of subordinates, especially powerful subordinates.

Fang Yuan is well versed in people's hearts, and at this moment, he acted like a virtuous and corporal, which immediately made the three Wu Zong feel like a spring breeze, and even the vague unwillingness and resistance in their hearts weakened a lot.

Compared with the happy and harmonious atmosphere in Xia Guojun's camp, there was an atmosphere of sadness in Wu Guo's military camp.

Wu Qiankun looked at the two stretchers in front of him, which were covered with white cloth, with blood stains visible, his face finally turned blood red, he pulled out his sword suddenly, and slashed at the wooden stake next to him: "Xia Guo! Fang Yuan! You are too bullying! ! This Qiugu King must come back with revenge!"

It is a disgrace to have the left and right arm killed on the spot.

It is even more shameful to be forced to cede land and become a minister.

But what makes Wu Qiankun most excited is this feeling that life and death are in the hands of others.

Even the emperors of the previous generation left aphorisms such as "martial arts chaos", "spiritual law violations" and so on, but they are definitely not as impressive as this time.

After venting, Wu Qiankun calmed down, took a deep breath, and said: "Order... the whole army to pull out the camp, and temporarily listen to... Xia Guo's dispatch!"

After saying this, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and almost fell limply to the ground: "Get out!"

The surrounding guards and attendants longed to leave. Hearing this sentence, they immediately ran away as if they were pardoned. They really hated their parents for giving birth to two legs.

"Hoo hoo..."

Wu Qiankun panted heavily, and after a long time, he looked to the side corner.

At some point, there was already a man in black, as if he had been waiting for him, incomparably in harmony with the surrounding shadows, if he didn't pay attention, he would be fooled.

"Black Ice!"

Wu Qiankun stood up, with a resolute look on his face: "With the strength in our hands, can we set up traps and kill Fang Yuan?"

"It's hard!"

Hei Bing's voice was hoarse and dry, like a night owl: "There are only a few words about the records of Tongyuan Lingshi, even in the secret records of the royal family. What's more, they are Lingshi, not Wuzong..."

"How did the ancestors deal with those psychic masters before?"

Wu Qiankun's eyes lit up.

"Either to win over, or to retreat... Those who can advance to the realm of Tongyuan are all peerless geniuses who are rare in this continent. For them, this place is just a small pool. After making waves for a while, they will naturally lose interest. , go to Dagan desperately, to pursue the road behind..."

Heibing's voice is very confident, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

"I have to endure alone!"

Wu Qiankun bit his lip, a trace of blood appeared.

But when he thought of Fang Yuan's age, he couldn't help but despair. If the other party insisted on not leaving, he might not be able to survive Fang Yuan even if his great-grandson was waiting to die.

"Breakthrough Tongyuan at the age of twenty, this person's talent is indeed terrifying! But what should be more worried is that he found another way and found the path after the end of martial arts!"

Hei Bing's insights hit the nail on the head: "How many people practice martial arts? I'm afraid people who practice spiritual arts don't even have a thousandth of it! What a force this is, if it can be unified..."

"Tongmai..."

Wu Qiankun chewed on this word that would immediately spread wildly in mainland China, with a wry smile on his face, he thought of General Feilong again: "That's right... as long as you are a martial arts master, you can't resist this temptation."

...

On the second day, 30,000 troops gathered together, pulled out their battalions and set off on their backs, heading for the capital of the Yuan Kingdom——Longcheng.

And the steady stream of information also gathered to the military leaders one after another, which made Fang Yuan see more things.

"Um?"

At this time, he was sitting in the carriage, Xie Lingyun was serving at the side, and he took a piece of information casually, and his eyebrows twitched: "Princess Zimeng?"

"This girl is the most beautiful pearl on the prairie, where is the princess of Xiyebu! Could it be that Master is interested?"

Xie Lingyun joked, there seemed to be a trace of jealousy in her tone.

"Haha... I'm just interested in this person. After all, he is the key person in the death of King Khan... Beauty Township is a tomb of heroes. This statement is very reasonable. Hehe, King Khan's death is not wronged!"

Fang Yuan tossed the information casually and laughed.

He suddenly thought of Temujin, the grassland Khan in his previous life, who seemed to have died very unclearly, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

But those who are successful will often ignore their own factors in the end, so that the embankment of a thousand miles will be destroyed by an ant nest, and it will not be safe at the end of the day.

Even if it is the Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, as long as he is still a mortal body, natural disasters, man-made disasters, or even an accident may lead to the collapse of the middle way, and Wang Tu's hegemony will be wiped out!

'Even though I am already extraordinary, I won't make the mistakes of ordinary people, but I must be careful! '

In order to successfully explore the world and pursue eternity, one must have a heart that walks on thin ice. Fang Yuan secretly woke up, and must not be complacent and complacent just because he has suppressed the mainland, leading to failure.

"It's just...Princess Zimeng, where did she go later?!"

He asked a question.

"Maybe it was chopped into meat paste by the furious Golden Wolf Guard!"

Xie Lingyun bit her lip, obviously not optimistic that the other party would survive.

"If this is the case, it will definitely be announced to the public, but look at the current situation in the Yuan Kingdom, the eldest prince is holding his own troops and confronting the other princes, if he has such a card in his hand, he will definitely play it! "

Fang Yuan touched his chin.

"Then Master means..."

Xie Lingyun's eyes blinked, a little cute.

'The most inadvertently revealed style is the most touching! '

Fang Yuan secretly sighed in his heart, and said: "That Zimeng...is not simple, maybe he is still alive! After all, if it is for revenge, although King Khan is dead, there are still a few princes!"

"Then what should we do?"

Xie Lingyun's expression became serious: "Among the many princes, do you support one?"

"Haha, how can a Khan King be sold for a good price!"

Fang Yuan smiled, and an unfathomable light flashed in his eyes.

...

Outside Dragon City, the blood radiated to the sky.

The two armies strangled each other fiercely, the horses neighed, and the bows and arrows flew wildly, instantly turning the entire grassland into a flesh mill.

After the day passed, the cavalry on both sides withdrew one after another. Eighth Prince Geritu listened to the battle damage reported by his subordinates, and his face was gloomy: "Damn it! How did you hurt so much?"

"The eldest prince Batu, the commander-in-chief occupied Dragon City, and the second prince Aguda took the opportunity to gather Khan's own army. The rest of the princes all had their mother's support. If we were in Dragon City at that time, we would never let it fall into the dragon city." Batu's hand!"

Zhuoligetu was beside him with a heavy voice.

This time, the eighth prince had no time to guard against his armpit, he was caught off guard, and when he returned, he was powerless to recover.

Not only that, but because of his previous status as the youngest son, he was suspected by several princes, and the situation was very bad.

"Damn it! Since Father Khan is dead, he should follow the rules and gather the members of the Golden Clan and the leaders of the various tribes to elect a successor!"

Gerritu said helplessly.

King Khan of this generation is a hero, and all the princes under his command are also extraordinary.

The eldest prince Batu is brave and good at fighting, and the second prince Aguda is shrewd and scheming. As the adult youngest son at the bottom of the list, Geritu is the most ordinary and can only rely on the ancient system handed down by the tribe.

"Report!"

At this time, a horse galloped over, got off his horse in front of Geritu, and knelt down on the ground: "The commander Huhe in the rear has sent news that the southerners have ended their alliance and elected a new leader!"

"snort!"

Geritu snorted coldly, knowing that now is not the time to care about these things, so he could only ask: "Who is the leader they elected? The monarch of the Wu Kingdom?"

"No! It's the lord of Xia Kingdom! At this time, not only did the kingdoms not disperse, but they went deep into the grasslands, with an army of 30,000, coming to Dragon City!"

"It's so daring!"

Geritu's fingers holding the whip turned white for a while:

"If you give me three, no! Two thousand households, I can wipe out all these thirty thousand people on the grassland! When will the cowardly southerners invade this piece of land given to us by God? "

"His Royal Highness, you need to calm down!"

At this time, Zhuoligetu stood up.

He has different identities. He is not only the number one warrior in the Yuan Kingdom, but also the teacher given to Geritu by the old Khan King. When he heard him speak, Geritu immediately calmed down.

"The firewood can only be broken easily if it is condensed into one strand. At this time, we only have one thousand households in our hands, and we are constantly being attacked and harassed by other princes. It is really not the time to start a war with the southerners!"

Zhuoligetu said calmly.

"You mean...to negotiate a peace?"

Geritu stared at his teacher with a cold look in his eyes.

"The Southerners are just a group of sheep. Even if they are led by a lion, they are vulnerable. As long as Yuan Guo is given enough time, we will be able to go south again sooner or later. A temporary agreement is nothing!"

Zhuo Ligetu didn't care about authenticity, and didn't take the national treaty as a thing at all.