Chapter 3 Chapter 3: Battle of Life and Death

"There are many strange mountains in the land, and thousands of clouds are not the same." The Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty is located at the foot of Dulongfu. The mountain stands tall and proud against the main peak of Zhongshan Mountain in the north, with deep springs and gullies, clouds and mist, and mountain scenery. Not long after Zhu Yuanzhang came to the throne, in order to find the best tomb site, all the close officials, including Xu Ruowu, chose this place by appointment.So the construction of the mausoleum was started, and the original Kaishan Temple and all the houses were moved to other places. The whole project lasted 30 years.

Empress Ma was buried here after her death, with the posthumous title of Xiaoci, and the tomb has since been called Xiaoling. Later, Zhu Biao, the father of Yunwen, "died of illness" and was buried in the east of Xiaoling Mausoleum, which is called Dongling Mausoleum. Before Zhu Biao died, he revealed to Zhu Yuanzhang that it was due to the misuse of medicines in the practice of taking pills. At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang asked who induced him to take the pills. Zhu Biao shook his head and did not answer with tears.Zhu Yuanzhang also failed to find out afterwards.So when Han Bai pointed out that there was something wrong with Mrs. Gong, the past came to mind, and Zhu Yuanzhang believed Han Bai most of the time.

After finding the target, Zhu Yuanzhang sent someone to investigate, and immediately found that Mrs. Gong and all the servants and bodyguards around Yun Wen had changed in the past ten years. It was clearly arranged by the Destiny Sect. So far, he has become more convinced that Mrs. Gong's mother and child have problems Only then did the king of Yan be summoned to Beijing, preparing to abolish Yunwen and establish the king of Yan. The court struggle has reached a critical moment of intensification. Feng Xinglie rode his horse to Luomafang, the starting point of the mausoleum. The leader guarding the mausoleum had been notified by the Ghost King's Mansion long ago and did not stop him. He took the horse and let him enter the divine path leading to the mausoleum.

Although it was greeted by the ghost king's mansion, Zhu Yuanzhang had to nod behind his back before the decisive battle could be carried out in this holy place of Ming Dynasty.Zhu Yuanzhang was not so easy to discuss, but he changed his attitude towards Ghost King and Han Bai at least temporarily because of three things. The first reason is that he feels more and more that Han Bai is his lucky general; the second is that he is influenced by Qin Mengyao, which is a bit like Yan Jingan's presence; the third and most important reason is that Han Bai asked him The relationship between Shan Yuru, Mrs. Gong and Yun Wen was revealed.

That's why he was willing to let the Jiao Gang and a group of women and children leave the capital in anger. Feng Xinglie carried a red gun of Zhang Er, passed the entrance of the three-arched golden gate, crossed the stele pavilion, crossed the Yuhe bridge, and stepped onto the flat and wide bedroom leading to the world-famous Xiaoling Shinto. Feng Xinglie stopped and took a deep breath. It was the first time he had seen such a solemn and solemn road. On both sides of the Shinto, from east to west, there are six stone giant beasts of lion, xie, camel, elephant, unicorn and horse, each with two pairs of four, a total of twelve pairs of twenty-four. Lie Xiang came to the legendary fairyland.

Under the light of the moon, all the stone beasts squat or stand, defying wind, frost, rain and snow. Shinto has just been cleaned, and there is no snow on the ground. Feng Xinglie pushed all distracting thoughts out of his mind, including the hatred of his deceased concubine, and immediately he couldn't think of a single thought, his mind was broad-minded, and he felt that he had become the core of the universe, the heaven and earth in all directions, the endless time passing through the ages, all with his own body The center stretches out, and the sky is in my arms. A surge of arrogance rushed into his heart, Feng Xinglie looked up to the sky with a long laugh and shouted: "Nian Lian Dan! If you have the guts, let Feng get out!"

Qi Changzheng jumped into the big square next to the Drum Tower, and the moonlight covered the silver-white world with a veil of loneliness and poignancy. The majestic Drum Tower is like a giant beast that has been dormant for thousands of years and is still not ready to move. Ying Fei's laughter pierced the night sky, and it was transmitted from the Drum Tower: "Brother Qi is really a man of faith, please come this way!" Qi Changzheng looked up at the Drum Tower, and saw Ying Fei sitting on the top of the Drum Tower. His expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness for a while, but he felt a lazy and relaxed attitude in him, and he was greatly moved.On the surface, he said indifferently: "Brother Ying has always been a despicable person, condescending, but how can Qi be afraid, so what if I let you?"

Yingfei laughed and said: "Brother Qi misunderstood, so he rushed to Roujing's face. Before Brother Qi got a firm foothold, Ying would never take the first shot, lest Brother Qi will be haunted by ghosts, and after the Gulou I want ghosts to cry every night." The resentment between the two was deep, so they fought with each other before making a move. Of course, it was also to arouse the other party's anger and impetuousness. The hatred covered their eyes and blinded their reason. Qi Changzheng observed from the tiny and hard-to-find clues that Ying Fei's cultivation had advanced to a higher level, and he was not as frivolous and irritable as before. Of course, that was just by feeling.Immediately put away his underestimation of the enemy, and said with a slight smile: "In the dark, you have your own ruler. Brother Ying has done many injustices and committed countless sins, ha! Do you think Roujing will protect me or you?"

The theory of ghosts and gods is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Qi Changzheng started from this aspect, which frustrated Yingfei's confidence and vigor. Sure enough, Ying Fei was slightly astonished, because no matter how he thought about it, Shui Roujing's spirit in the sky would not protect him. Qi Changzheng laughed, not allowing him to refute, and said: "You'd better move aside to show that words and deeds are one, so that Uncle Qi will come up and claim the lives of all the souls killed by you." Yingfei thought of how many women had died because of him, and felt uncomfortable for a while. He managed to regain his composure, and said, "The place above is so big, there's no room for your mere Qi Changzheng. If you're timid, then Just don't come up!" Huo Di jumped up, pulled out the double hooks of the broken soul, put on a posture, and stared at Qi Changzheng in the square below.

Qi Changzheng saw that he was powerful, stable like a mountain, and indeed invulnerable, he secretly praised him in his heart, but he didn't give in at all: "You are said to be a despicable person, and you still refuse to admit it? If you don't roll down and die , Lao Qi immediately went home and slept." Although Ying Fei couldn't stop reminding himself to calm down, he almost exploded with anger, knowing that the other party was sure that he couldn't do anything to him, and was defeated by Han Bai recently, so he wanted to kill Qi Changzheng more than anyone else to restore the decline and revive the situation. Prestige and confidence, that's why he pretended not to care about this decisive battle.A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Qi, if you want to retreat before the battle, forgive Ying for not sending you off."

Qi Changzheng secretly smiled in his heart, knowing that some words had shocked Yingfei back to his previous frivolous appearance, with a long laugh, he pulled out the treasured sword of the heavenly soldier on his back with his backhand, and held it in his right hand, the sword shone brightly, reflecting the moonlight in the sky , Standing casually, there is a power of swallowing rivers and mountains and a natural courage, bursts of powerful and incomparable murderous aura, even Yingfei who is far away on the top of the building can feel it. Qi Changzheng's spirit entered the realm of the clear sky, shouted loudly, and shot towards Yingfei's foothold like a cannonball. Ying Fei really wanted to trick Qi Changzheng up, and then slammed down the killer to shoot him dead.Unexpectedly, Qi Changzheng knew him so well that he was not afraid of being tricked, and took advantage of the moment when he was angry to launch an offensive. With a sound of "ding dong", this pair of young masters, who had a deep hatred like a sea, finally began a decisive battle where only one of them could leave the scene alive and die. At the end of the divine way, a figure flashed, and Nian Liandan, who could be called a demon king, held a black iron epee across his chest, coldly with a hint of disdain, and looked down upon this young master who was much younger than himself. His eyes tightly covered his opponent, as if they were sharp enough to see through Feng Xinglie's internal organs. Of course Feng Xinglie was not as sophisticated as him, but he had an air of grandeur that the other party didn't have. The two confronted each other for a while, looking for all negligence and flaws inside and outside the other side, even if it was a momentary distraction, the enemy could take advantage of it until the other side was bleeding to death. The two were so focused, their aura continued unabated, and the murderous aura permeated the entire Shinto. Suddenly Nian Lian took a step forward, the black iron epee turned from sideways to pointing straight, and the powerful and chilling sword energy surged toward Feng Xinglie. Feng Xinglie knew that the other party's momentum was stronger than his own due to his decades of cultivation, but he didn't feel the slightest fear in his heart. All he thought of was the tragic scene of his mentor's decisive battle against Pang Ban that day, and his heart surged with pride, just like galloping on the battlefield , The heroic feeling of killing among thousands of troops, with a long roar, rose from the ground, and swept away the pity of the past like lightning. Nian Liandan was stunned, unexpectedly, not only did his opponent not overwhelm him with his aura, but he also increased his aura as if with the help of a god, and launched the main attack. Don't dare to be negligent, the black iron epee creates thousands of sword shadows, forming a sword net that is impenetrable like a copper wall and iron wall. Feng Xinglie gathered the three qi in his body, not only flowing through the meridians like a long river, supplying all needs, but also combined with the mind for the first time, making it easy for him to concentrate all his energy on the opponent. He had an extraordinary sense of clarity. Everything becomes ten times clearer, not only the opponent's subtle and imperceptible movements cannot be concealed from him, but also the contraction and expansion of the pores, the change of the light in the eyes, and the operation of the true energy in the body are all reflected in his mirror-like body. Spiritual. This is the first time this feeling has appeared. Confidence suddenly doubled, and the red spear in his hand turned into thousands of spear shadows, each of which pointed directly at the gaps and weaknesses of the opponent.Nian Liandan suddenly realized that with the opponent's approach and the hint of the gun's momentum, the sword net that he had defended impeccably became full of holes. He was startled, and quickly changed his moves. The sword net retracted into a sword, and then Turn into Changhong, hit the opponent directly, and use clumsiness to control ingenuity. The moment he changed his move, Feng Xinglie's momentum increased sharply, overshadowing him, Zhang Er's red spear burst out with wind and thunder, he stopped and retracted it first, and then shot towards Nian Liandan. Nian Liandan, who was in the game, was out of his wits. He never thought that Feng Xinglie seemed to have changed into another person. He was so powerful. opponent's speed. But if you want to blame it, you can also blame yourself, if it wasn't for the aura of his epee weakened a little when it turned from ingenuity to clumsiness, it would be convenient for him to use the slight reduction in pressure to use such a natural and peerless marksmanship. At this moment, he felt that Feng Xinglie had become the second Li Ruohai, or even worse. Thinking about it, how could it be easy for him to be as famous as Li Chimei and King Hongri? on the tip of the sharp spear. Immediately I was overjoyed, and secretly thought that no matter how much you improve your marksmanship, you will never be able to match my seventy years of skill! Feng Xinglie yelled wildly, when the spears and swords collided, the three qi in his body were divided into three layers, turning into huge waves, and all three waves of zhenqi were sent into the opponent's sword in an instant. "Boom!" There was a loud noise of exchange of energy, and the two staggered back at the same time. When Nian Liandan retreated halfway, his whole body trembled again, and when he retreated, he shivered, his heart trembled. It turns out that the three qi in Feng Xinglie's body come from Li Ruohai, Pang Ban and Ying Yuan, the three top figures in the universe. Although they are combined with Feng Xinglie's own true qi, they are still completely different in nature. The domineering zhenqi has already made Nian Liandan try his best to resolve it successfully. Who would have thought that the second level of zhenqi would become unpredictable, and he suffered a small loss immediately. Fortunately, he has a profound skill, and with the zhenqi in his body, he barely managed to get rid of the other party. The second level of attack is guided into the mud under the feet, but the third level of true energy is invisible and invisible, invading the spirit, and immediately the whole person is floating, the heart is trembling indescribably, the pain is terribly uncomfortable, and the brain seems to be shaking. No longer listening to his command, the fighting spirit is greatly reduced. Since the fusion of the three qi, it was the first time that Feng Xinglie successfully used its characteristics to deal with the enemy, and it actually worked with one blow. Feng Xinglie's mind was even clearer and clearer. With a long howl, he rushed forward to chill the enemy's courage, and the red bullets of Zhang Er flew into the night sky, turning into thousands of moving spear snakes, and then covered his head and face with Nian Lian Dan. . Nian Liandan is worthy of a generation of masters, he took a breath of true energy, and his mind immediately returned to clarity, but the fear in his heart continued unabated. Feng Xinglie couldn't be suppressed in this respect, so he could only use his sword to deal with Chuang Zi Li Ruohai, a martial arts genius, the most terrifying marksmanship in Yu Nei. He really wasn't sure about it. The epee in Nian Liandan's hand suddenly shot a laser, turning the weight into lightness, and slashed a line of spirit in the void, breaking into the shadow of the spear under the sky. At the same time, he uses the "Flower Soul Barrier Technique" to suppress the mind, and his eyes are radiant. As long as he makes contact with the opponent's eyes, he can invade the opponent's mind. If the opponent is a little confused, his heavy iron sword can be taught immediately The opponent's head fell to the ground. "Ding Ding!" There was a series of clashing sounds of swords and guns. Feng Xinglie's eyes were shining brightly, and in the fierce battle, his eyes still tightly grasped the opponent's eyes. This kind of spiritual confrontation must not give in. Any stage fright or retreat will lead to death, and even Shunyan will be defeated immediately. Nian Liandan was secretly delighted, and thought to himself, I don't believe you can beat my magical eye that can capture people's hearts and souls. Feng Xinglie was capable of killing, and with a clear shout, he jumped off the ground, and unleashed fierce marksmanship like sea prairie fire. Thirty hits killed the most powerful one to kill "Wei Ling Tian Tian". Nian Liandan could only see the shadow of the gun rolling over his head, he chirped with vigor, and in great shock, he did all he could to chop the spear head with his sword, although he broke the move, he was forced to take two steps back. Unexpectedly, Feng Xinglie turned over and bounced in mid-air again, repeating the move without any mistakes is another move to dominate the world. Nian Liandan secretly smiled inwardly, boy, are you courting death, using old tricks, and waiting for me to clean you up. Unexpectedly, there are no flaws everywhere in the shadow of the gun in front of him, so he had no choice but to repeat the old trick, and still use the trick just now to defuse it. This time, he took three steps back. It turned out that three waves of zhenqi with completely different natures were sent from Fengxing Lieqiang, which made it very difficult for him to deal with it, but because he had been prepared for a long time, he didn't suffer immediately like before. Feng Xinglie didn't let him have a chance to breathe, and continuously used the mighty world, forcing Nian Liandan to fight one move after another, taking a step back each time. The stone beasts on both sides have changed from the lion representing the emperor to the camel symbolizing the vast territory, then the unicorn, the head of the four spirits, and then the horse that symbolizes the prosperity of martial arts and the battle between the south and the north, followed by the head of a sheep and the tail of an ox. The one-horned Xie Beast, when Lian Dan retreated to the largest giant elephant, Feng Xinglie used the mighty world seven times in a row, but Nian Lian still couldn't break the trick.However, Feng Xinglie became more courageous with each battle, and his confidence kept growing. One after the other, Nian Liandan showed fear of Liaoyuan's marksmanship and fear of the opponent's strange true energy. "Dang!" There was a crisp sound. Nian Liandan's blood was churning, his headache was about to split, and he staggered out of the Huabiao at the end of the Shinto, which was carved with dragon patterns from white jade. The Shinto has been exhausted so far, and it suddenly changes to a north-south direction. This road is another scene, with pines and cypresses on both sides covering each other, four pairs of Shi Wengzhong stand respectfully with their backs against the pine forest, silently looking at the pair of opponents who are engaged in a decisive battle of life and death. Nian Lian stepped on the ground, retreated sideways, passed Shi Wengzhong in an instant, and came between the two Zhang high stone god generals in armor and holding a golden sword in their hands, and then reluctantly opened the door. Feng Xinglie's eyes shot out with divine light, and he rushed towards him, and suddenly the Zhanger Red Spear disappeared and came behind him. Nian Liandan was distracted at this moment, seeing the other party using the gunless posture that had injured him, he was even more unwilling to fight. He had a few life-saving tricks that could save his life and escape in any bad situation, but the problem was that Feng Xing's sharp eyes seemed to be able to clear his mind of his thoughts, and his mind went blank for a while, and he couldn't move any thought. At this moment, he knew that he had lost completely, because the other party actually surpassed him in the mental competition, controlling his mind from a distance. He made the mistake of underestimating the enemy at the beginning, so once he suffered a sudden loss in internal strength, it was like a gap was broken in a long embankment, and finally collapsed completely. Zhang Er's red spear spits out from Feng Xinglie's left waist, and shoots through the chest. Nian Liandan tried his best to move the sword, and seeing that he could hit the opponent's red spear, suddenly his chest felt cold, and the red spear retracted. Feng Xinglie returned ten steps away, put the red gun behind his back, looked up at the night sky, and let out a long howl. The scene of Bai Suxiang being kicked to death by him forcefully appeared in Nian Liandan's mind, he looked down at the blood gushing out of his chest in disbelief, and then felt a sharp pain in his heart. With a sound of "Peng!", this generation of fierce monsters fell on their backs to the ground and died on the spot. The stone statues on both sides silently witnessed the victory. Feng Xinglie has to avenge his concubine, which is both comforting and sad. A person cannot be resurrected after death. This is a fact that no one can change.