The green hills cannot cover it, that is to say, Watson.

The two separated after breakfast. Watson went all the way east. He wanted to guard the direction of Kaiyang City to the grassland.

As for Xiao Hei, as long as Watson doesn't hide deep in the Yin Mountain, he can find him when he returns from Nanyun City.

As for Watson on the grassland, he could at most set up a tent and guard a pile of charcoal fire, waiting for Xiao Hei's return.

And Xiao Hei flying up into the sky was like an iron arrow off the string, and even a bolt of lightning, flying towards Nanyun City.

As far as the sky is concerned, Xiao Hei is the king here.

Watson resisted the itching all over his body and led the horse to gallop on the grassland. He wanted to use the wind like a sword to relieve the pain on his body.

Above the South China Sea, hundreds of large ships have left Feixian Island.

In an inconspicuous cabin on the sea, sat Yun Tiannan, the island owner of Feixian Island, and opposite him, Gongyang Chunqiu, the most mysterious old man on Feixian Island.

Niu Dali, the Nanhai monk who was beheaded by Watson on the Yin Mountain, was Gongyang Chunqiu's proud disciple.

It was also because of Gongyang Chunqiu's methods that Watson fell into a dream.

If it hadn't been for the old monk's methods, Watson would have fallen into a dream like Gong Yang's Spring and Autumn Curse, and cycled endlessly in the dream.

Yun Tiannan, who was dressed in black, looked at Gong Yang Chunqiu, who was wearing a white robe in front of him, and smiled: "According to the previous progress, by the time we arrive at the three towns in southern Xinjiang, the army should have captured the last trench."

Gongyang Chunqiu thought for a while and replied: "With these rations, the army should capture Nanyun City before autumn at the latest. As long as this important town is captured, the entire southern Xinjiang will be stable."

When Yun Tiannan heard this, he immediately felt confident and said with a smile: "Exactly, the grassland army lost in front of Nanyun City back then."

"Little do they know that they are harming others and themselves."

Gongyang Chunqiu said calmly: "They built twelve trenches in the wasteland. It seems to be consuming our strength and morale, but in fact they are also consuming themselves?"

Yun Tiannan was shocked when he heard this and couldn't answer the question.

Gongyang Chunqiu continued: "The early war is not a one-sided affair. Whether you are fighting or being beaten, you have to pay a price."

Yun Tiannan lowered his head and thought for a while, then took a deep breath and said, "Yes, our confidence greatly increased after we were beaten to death. They lost twelve games in a row. This morale..."

"Yes." Gongyang Chunqiu nodded: "We are not afraid of any taboos, but what about our opponents? In wars, naturally the more you fight, the more courageous you become. There is no reason to become more courageous the more you lose."

Yun Tiannan was overjoyed when he heard this. After all, until the end of this battle, Feixian Island still had to rely on this mysterious old man in front of him.

Since the other party said so, it means there is something going on.

So he quickly said respectfully: "I hope that we can win the war in southern Xinjiang as people wish. If we talk about it later, it will be much smoother."

In his plan, as long as Nanyun City is captured, the entire Southern Xinjiang will be in the hands of Feixian Island in the South China Sea.

Even if we cannot defeat the other four regions in the end, it is not a bad idea to divide the territories and rule them.

It's much better than staying on Feixian Island.

Gongyang Chunqiu said with a smile: "Island owners don't have to be like this. The Heavenly Way in the five regions is currently being slowly restored. Maybe everyone will get more opportunities in the future, but it's not necessarily true."

As he was speaking, thunder rumbled in the sky, but it was a summer rainstorm that was coming as promised.

When the rain comes, the wind comes. The wind is accompanied by heavy rain, and bursts of lightning fall from the sky. Suddenly, earth-shattering waves are set off in the South China Sea.

Fortunately, both the island owner, the monks on the boat, and the crew are all experienced in big waves.

No one cared about such weather, everyone just pointed the course to the north and moved forward slowly.

Gongyang Chunqiu glanced at Yun Tiannan and said quietly: "It is normal to encounter wind and waves when going out in such weather. Only in spring the wind and waves are calm."

Yun Tiannan sighed and replied leisurely: "I delayed the trip. It would have been better if it had been two days earlier."

Gongyang Chunqiu said with a smile: "As you said, who among the monks on Feixian Island in the South China Sea has never seen the wind and rain? This kind of wind and waves will not trouble us."

Before the two of them could speak, a soldier ran in and said to Yun Tiannan with a horrified look on his face: "The island owner is not good, many boats are leaking and are sinking."

Boom! A thunderous sound.

The sound echoed in the sky over the South China Sea and also on the head of Yun Tiannan!

Our own ships are time-tested and have gone through many hardships. How can we just sink?

He didn't say anything at the moment, and stood up like the wind and rushed out of the cabin. When Gongyang Chunqiu heard that the secret was not good, he naturally rushed out of the cabin.

When the two came to the deck, they looked at the ship struggling in the wind and rain in front of them, and the monks who threw down the boat and jumped on board in order to survive, no longer paying attention to the fate of the sinking ship.

Yun Tiannan felt like a sword had been struck in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

…

Above the Tianshan Mountains, in the Apricot Blossom Valley.

The apricot blossoms have faded, and the apricot trees all over the mountain are covered with green fruits.

The old Taoist priest decided to take the two girls for a walk down the mountain. He wanted to go to the town to see the old monk, and Nangong Ruyu wanted to go back to the Buddhist capital to see her aunt, Xiaohua and Wuyou.

The wooden bow was about to be completed in front of him. A few days ago, Li Xiuyuan used the iron that Agui brought from the mountain to cast a few iron arrows.

There was nothing going on, he was holding a knife and carving runes on the arrow body.

The old Taoist priest who was about to go out saw him holding an iron arrow and couldn't help but said: "What's so special about your arrows made of ordinary iron?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at the three people in front of him and said calmly: "This bow has been changed, so naturally the arrows have to be changed."

In fact, even Li Xiuyuan himself didn't know what the iron arrow in his hand would look like in the end.

He was just thinking, so he cast a few sticks at random, using the most common charcoal fire and the most common ordinary iron in the five regions.

Mu Mu stepped forward and took the iron arrow from his hand, but after looking at it for a while, she didn't see the reason.

He couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Brother has spent a lot of time making these iron arrows. What's the point?"

Li Xiuyuan laughed at himself, thought for a while and then said seriously: "There are still many people and things in this world that I am reluctant to part with? So, I want to use ordinary fire and iron to forge a few iron arrows."

Nangong Ruyu on the side nodded and asked: "You are like ordinary fire and iron, master, there must be an explanation for this arrow, right?"

The old Taoist priest looked at him with a smile and said nothing, as if he already knew what his disciple was thinking.

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "Recite it for Fanjian, and recite it for Tianshan Mountain."

Nangong Ruyu was startled when he heard this, and after a while he murmured: "What a mortal arrow to read. It seems that the master has made up his mind this time, so that's good."

Mu Mu pulled Li Xiuyuan's sleeve and said quietly: "Mu Mu will accompany my sister down the mountain to see the Five Realms, and when we come back, we will accompany the master to read."

Li Xiuyuan smiled slightly and said: "To think about it or stop thinking about it is just a matter for one person. One day you will face the same choice as me. I just take the first step."

The old Taoist priest laughed, turned around and walked down the cliff.

While saying: "Your godson seems to have been poisoned by fire in southern Xinjiang. Do you have a good prescription? I will ask the old monk to tell them later..."

Li Xiuyuan was shocked when he heard this, as if he had gone back in time to the original Nanyun City.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were poisoned by fire and almost lost their ability to fight. How could he forget this?

After thinking for a while, Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "Tell the old monk General Nalan of Southern Xinjiang and General Wang Tianhua that they all have the antidote."

The old Taoist priest nodded and shouted: "Two girls, do you want to accompany the old man down the mountain?"

Mu Mu put down Li Xiuyuan's hand and said quietly: "Brother, wait for Mu Mu to come back."

Nangong Ruyu returned the iron arrow in her hand to Li Xiuyuan, and said with a faint smile: "Master, I will go home and take a look, and then come back to accompany you."

The mountain breeze blows on the trees, and the apricot blossom valley is filled with the faint fragrance of green apricots. It won't be long before you can pick the fruits.

Li Xiuyuan waved his hand, not wanting to reveal what he wanted to say.

Just like he didn't eat the spring apricots on Luoxia Mountain back then, perhaps, when the three old Taoist priests went down the mountain, Bruce Lee would bring Hua Yu and Tantai Xiaoyu up again.

If that's the case, we have to let the three of us go to Tianshan Mountain to pick some honey and brew the green apricots that are not far away.

The mountains are covered with green apricots, and when they are ripe, the apes cheer down the mountain stream, as well as the wolves on the opposite mountain.

Once upon a time, the desolate Xinghua Valley became a paradise in the Tianshan Mountains.

Holding the iron arrow in his hand, Li Xiuyuan was thinking about the laws of time and space that travel through the black hole.

These days, the old Taoist priest discussed with him a lot about time and space.

Perhaps in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, it won't be long before his precious disciple can step into the realm of mortal transformation.

After becoming a mortal, it is possible to ascend to the heavenly mind and understand the power of the elusive laws.

In the dead of night, Li Xiuyuan was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, and suddenly thought, what if these ordinary arrows he made had the ability to penetrate clouds and fog.

There are runes that can engrave a trace of time and space in it.

Perhaps for this world, there is no distance.

He also thought about Watson who was far away in southern Xinjiang. A trick that had been used by the grassland army back then was unknown this time, whether it was the Lan family or the Jiankun Royal Court who actually used it again.

This is just right, it can make Nalanyu more alert and prepare for emergencies in advance.

If it weren't for the fact that his broken body was already old, he really wanted to go to the top of Nanyun City to see what kind of powerful person was born on Feixian Island in the South China Sea in front of tens of millions of people.

Dare to wield the butcher knife against southern Xinjiang again decades after the defeat of the grassland army!

While half asleep, Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself: "Mingzhu told General Nalan that since they are all here, they should stay in front of Nanyun City to make fertilizer!"

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To be continued...