Yanli Mountain is located north of the Great Qin Kingdom, but south of the Yan Kingdom.

This mountain runs across the east and west directions, stretching thousands of miles, and standing on the walls thousands of feet. Mountain apes cannot climb, birds cannot cross, and everything is difficult to grow. It can be said to be a natural barrier that is difficult to cross.

Since ancient times, it has been a natural barrier between the Qin and Yan Kingdoms, and it is also the dividing line between Lizhou and Yanzhou. Even if there are caravans in the two countries, they rely on the Yanmen Pass at the interruption of Yandang Mountain. There is no other way to go. If you march and fight, you will not be able to avoid this Yanmen Pass.

However, Yanmen Pass is a key military base in the Qin Dynasty. Not only are there 60,000 Shenwu troops stationed here all year round, but there are also master guards from the Jindan Sect in the eight states in the northern part of the Qin Dynasty. There are forty or fifty Jindan True Lords. There are hundreds of thousands of miles of cloud crossbows on the city tower. The guards are strong and rare in the world. The true king of Nascent Soul cannot break its defense. It can be said that it is to strangle the throat of Yan's southward advance. As long as the Yan State guards are not lost, even if Yan State comes out in full bloom, it will not hurt the foundation of the Qin Dynasty.

However, no one knows that there is a hidden path in the depths of this steep mountains, but it is the second road besides Yanmen Pass, which can run across the entire Yanli Mountain.

The end of this Yangyan Trail is a natural cave. The road in the cave is narrow and rugged. If you walk three or four kilometers forward, you will suddenly become wider. This is a cave dug by artificially, which is actually thirty or forty miles long. Walking out of the cave is the south of Yanli Mountain, which is the boundary of Lizhou, the Great Qin Kingdom.

This road is too hidden, with high-level formations on both sides of the cave, which is unknown at all. I am afraid that even hunters who go into the mountains may not know it.

However, there is one person who knew that this person was not someone else, but Yan Wushuang, the king of Yan State, because this road was dug by him and it took twenty years to dig it.

Back then, when he became Duke of Yan, he had painstakingly planned the plan to attack Qin, but Yanmen Pass was an unavoidable hurdle. As long as the Qin Dynasty sent heavy troops to station Yanmen Pass, Yan would not have the intention to enter the territory of the Qin Dynasty.

Therefore, during these twenty years, he sent all the dead prisoners of Yan State here and quietly dug the mountain and digging holes. Finally, after twenty years, he penetrated this dozens of miles of cave, but all those involved in the project died.

At this point, this hidden cave dug by hand will finally come in handy and become the killer weapon to conquer Yanmen Pass.

At this time, it was also at night, the clouds in the sky were dim, the stars appeared and the mountains seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and the scenery became blurred.

However, among the mountains and ridges, there are shadows of people. Occasionally, the moonlight shines, but it can be seen that there are dark heads. It seems that tens of thousands of people are sneaking here, drilling into the cave in an orderly manner, and everything is silent.

"Your Majesty, tomorrow morning, our 30,000 Shenwu Army will be able to pass through the Yanlishan Cave."

A general with a beard and black armor whispered. This person was Qin Wuyang, the general of Yan State, who had the cultivation of the Great Perfect Golden Pill. However, his talent in leading the army was completely above his cultivation level.

In Xuanhuang Continent, the general system is common, and so is the Bianhuang Spirit Realm.

If ten people are one army, choose one sergeant commander; if ten troops are one team, choose one hundred commanders; if ten teams are one battalion, choose one thousand commanders, ten battalions are part of one department, choose one thousand commanders. At the level of ten thousand commanders, they are basically all cultivation levels of foundation building and above Great Perfection.

The five divisions can set up a master and choose a master general. If the master general is not an exception, he must be the true king of Jindan.

In vassal states with weak strength, the generals are usually the highest generals, and their status is not below the six ministers. Similar to the two countries of Zheng and Song, they each have three subordinate generals. Because of the national strength, there may not be five members.

One army can be established for the five masters and one general is selected. If the general does not make an exception, he must practice the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir or above.

In the Great Qin State, there were four generals. Although Yan State was slightly inferior in strength, it was stronger than other vassal states. There was also a general, which was Qin Wuyang, the general in charge of the country.

"Well, let the front army speed up and be sure to arrive tomorrow morning."

Yan Wushuang looked solemn, frowned and asked, "When will the Zhenbei Army in Lishan North arrive at Yanmen Pass?"

"Your Majesty, according to the detailed report in front of you, Lishan is still at Wuxukou and has not yet reached the Lizhou border."

Speaking of this, Qin Wuyang paused and said in a deep voice: "According to the marching speed of the Zhenbei Army, you should be able to arrive in front of Yanmen Pass in two days."

"good!"

Yan Wushuang said the word "good" and ordered in a deep voice: "Tomorrow evening, we will send a signal to ask the Marquis of Tianhuo to lead his army south and attack Yanmen Pass with our army."

"Yes, please follow the orders of yourselves!"

Qin Wuyang immediately responded with respect, and quietly retreated to the cave to urge the march.

Seventy years of dormant, just for today.

Yan Wushuang looked up at Yanli Mountain in front of him. The unattainable mountain range seemed to have become a stepping stone at the bottom of his feet, which made him suddenly feel full of enthusiasm. I believe that at this time tomorrow, he should climb the city tower of Yanmen Pass and appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers of this mountain range.

The same night and the same sky are so clear on the Zhusi Mountain.

A full moon hangs in the sky, and the milky white moonlight falls on the ground, and Zhusi Mountain is like it is covered with white gauze.

When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with wine.

In the Baiyun Temple, Mo Wentian holds a wine cup, looks up at the bright moon in the sky, and makes loud singing.

"Dingdong, Dingdongdong!"

Qing Lingzi plays the piano, Zhuang Huizi plays the zither, the sound of the piano is cold, the sound of the zither is ethereal, bright like the bright moon.

I wanted to ride the wind and go back, but I was afraid that the jade building would be colder at high places.

Mo Wentian raised his head and drank all the wine, and threw the wine cup in his hand to the ground. The ground gushed and turned into a gentle breeze and lifted him up. In the white clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, he floated like an immortal.

The sound of the piano is melodious, the sound of the zither is melodious, and it is as leisurely as the breeze, as if it is soothing people's hearts.

"Good, wonderful!"

The sage son poured himself and drank himself, and praised him while beating him, only thinking that it was wonderful.

Dancing and playing with the clear shadows is like being in the world.

Mo Wentian laughed loudly, and he felt that life was wonderful, and that was nothing more than this.

The third-class crane was not expected to be exempted from the palace examination. I am afraid that he would be the one on the Zhusi Mountain.

The stone statue of the saint is carefully repaired every year, but it turns into powder under his knees and bows. If it is spread, no one will believe it.

Fortunately, although the three teachers in front of me were shocked and inexplicably, they did not take their anger for this, but instead welcomed them as guests of honor. Even Zhuang Huizi, the crown prince of Lu, became respectful, as if he was respectful to him as a god.

"The talent of Chief Mo is simply the best in history and the present, and it is impossible to describe it even if he has the most vocabulary. He can be said to be the first person in the ages. No wonder the saints are unwilling to worship him?"

The sage shook his head and sighed. It was only then that he understood why the stone statue of the saint never fell for thousands of years, but the person who knelt down and bowed here and collapsed and turned into powder on the ground.

"It is not an exaggeration to the poetic immortals drip from the earth, and the stars of Wenqu descend to earth."

Zhuang Huizi sincerely agreed, her heart was shocked and could not be described, and her face was full of admiration.

Although Qing Lingzi didn't say anything, he was very moved in his heart. His father sent me a message to help Sect Mo, but there was nothing to help at all. This was simply a monster and the best candidate to inherit the mantle of the Saint Confucian Sect.

The inheritance of Confucianism does not depend on spiritual roots and talent, but on whether it has talent?

If one has talent, poetry can kill enemies, lyrics can destroy armies, and articles can be at peace with the world. When the saints came, they criticized their writings and used a battle to help the Qin king pacify the country.

We will continue our unique knowledge for the past saints and bring peace to the ages!

This is the lifelong goal of Confucianism. With the infamous talent of Chief Mo, he will be the best candidate to inherit Confucianism.

That's it. No one in the Saint Confucianism will make things difficult for him.

"Master Mo, with your talent, it would be a pity if you cannot inherit the unique skills of Confucianism."

As expected, the sage son threw out an olive branch and said with anticipation: "I am the sect leader. Can you dare to ask if Master Mo is willing to become a guest elder of the sage Confucian Sect?"

"Talk about the elder?"

Mo Wentian couldn't help but look stunned. He seemed to have never expected that the sage son would give out such an invitation. The so-called guest elder and Wuji Sect also hired one, but it has no affiliation with the sect. He basically listens to the sect but does not listen to the sect. He enjoys a high status in the sect, but he does not have to bear any responsibility.

"Master Mo, this sect does not have an elder position. If you talk about the status of the elder, you are still teaching or above in the Sixth Academy."

The sage son seemed afraid that he would not agree, so he continued, "However, although it is a guest chat, the leader of the Sect can practice the unique skills of various academies of the Saint Confucian School, and even the secret scripts of the sect of this school."

"Is there such a good thing?"

Mo Wentian immediately became moved. He was a guest at the Saint Confucian Sect and could actually learn the secret script of Confucian Confucianism. This is unimaginable. Many scholars in the world are flocking to it, but they just want to practice the secret scripts passed down by the saints.

The following words are followed by Dharma. The legend has the supernatural powers that have original powers. However, the legend is a legend after all. I have never seen it after all. Even the sage son in front of me may not be proficient in this magical power.

"Yes!"

The sage son looked solemn and nodded and said, "Although the sect leader of this sect is not here, this is what the Master wants. I believe he will not object."

"Master?"

Mo Wentian couldn't help but feel stunned. Who is this Master? He seems to have a status above the sect leader. It seems that he has such a person in the Saint Confucian Sect. It seems that this is the first time he has heard of it.

Suddenly, when he thought of the old and long-lasting voice transmission when he climbed Mount Zhusi, it seemed that he was still echoing in his ears.

"You little friend, you know that the heart of a gentleman is to be evident in the world, and no one can ignore it!"

Could it be that the Master is him?

"The Master, even the Supreme Master of this sect, is also the master of Lao Chen and the sect leader. He lives in seclusion in the secret realm of Zhusi Mountain and has not been concerned about worldly affairs for thousands of years."

Speaking of this, the sage's voice slowed down, as if he was keeping a secret, and said slowly: "Master Mo, when you kneel down to worship the saint's stone statue, the Master sent a message to Lao Immortal, and he said..."

Mo Wentian couldn't help but wonder, and said in confusion: "What are you saying?"

The sage sage caresses his long beard and has a smile on his face as if bathing in the spring breeze.

"The Master said, after fifty years, he wants to see you again?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian was stunned and did not recover for a long time.
Chapter completed!