"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Yang Guo was sweating profusely. Although he was already a third-rate warrior, Qing Niu was too fast. Li Daoyi stopped from time to time to wait for him, but it was still too difficult to use his half-baked Qing Gong. He just ran away in half a day. Less than fifty miles.
"I'm exhausted..." Yang Guo was out of breath.
"It's just a marathon, do you have to be so exaggerated?" Li Daoyi complained, but he didn't know that if he didn't have magic, it would be difficult to even run ten miles.
"He has exceeded my imagination. He can run for so long without stopping." Dongfang Bubai praised. You must know that Yang Guo was just an ordinary child three days ago, and because he has not kept up with nutrition for so many years, his physical fitness is very poor. The reason why he can persist is entirely due to his willpower and Mu Nianci's expectant and encouraging eyes.
"Okay, let's take a rest." Li Daoyi said.
Yang Guo lay down on the ground first.
"Guo'er." Mu Nianci was shocked and jumped out of the cart.
Dongfang Bubai also jumped over quickly.
Fortunately, Yang Guo just lost his strength. The two people quickly took out water and fed it to Yang Guo. It took him a long time to gradually recover.
At this time, Li Daoyi began to take a good look at the Western Zhou Dynasty.
"This place is close to the West Lake, with dragons and tigers roosting, mountains and rivers, evergreen pines and cypresses, birds singing and flowers fragrant. It is a good Feng Shui treasure place." Li Daoyi couldn't help but sigh.
"Taoist Master, if you go over there, you will find the tomb of Yue Wumu." At this time, Mu Nianci's voice came.
Li Daoyun was shocked for a moment.
"Yue Fei's tomb?"
"Well, when I was a child, I often accompanied my father here to visit the grave." Mu Nianci nodded, and she was naturally talking about Yang Tiexin.
Li Daoyi suddenly realized that he had never thought that Yue Fei was buried near the West Lake.
"Let's go. Now that we've arrived at the resting place of such a hero, how can we not go and see it?" Li Daoyi said.
"Well, Prince Yue is a great hero and is indeed worth visiting." Dongfang Bubai nodded.
Then Yang Guo, who had not yet recovered, was thrown onto the bullock cart. Under the leadership of Mu Nianci, the group walked into a trail, which was the way to the cemetery.
As he got closer to Yue Fei's tomb, Dongfang Bubai felt an inexplicable energy, which made him feel heavy.
"There are people." Soon, people from Sanxi appeared on the road, but these people seemed to be disabled people. They seemed to be veterans who had been on the battlefield, and they still had a trace of the murderous aura on the battlefield.
When these people saw the bullock cart, they only showed a hint of surprise, and then nodded to a few people in a friendly manner, and then helped each other go back.
"People often come to pay homage to the tomb of King Yue'e, especially these veterans. Most of them are injured and retired, and they respect King Yue'e from the bottom of their hearts." Mu Nianci explained.
Li Daoyi looked back at the staggering backs of the veterans, thoughtfully.
The ox cart went forward for about a mile, and a majestic cemetery appeared in front of it. The front of the cemetery was filled with towering trees, and a road paved with gravel extended into the cemetery.
Mu Nianci helped Yang Guo out of the bullock cart. No one was allowed to enter by car in this place.
Just when Li Daoyi stepped into the gate of the cemetery, a strong wind suddenly blew, causing the trees in the Western Zhou Dynasty to sway.
"Moo..."
Qingniu roared towards the inside at this time. Then the strong wind gradually subsided.
"Let's go."
Several people walked in along the gravel road.
After walking about a hundred steps, a tomb appeared in front of us.
"The Tomb of King Yue'e of the Song Dynasty."
A stone tablet appeared in front of them. There were incense candles and some tributes placed in front of the stone tablet. There were also ashes of burned paper money on the ground, which were obviously left by the veterans just now.
"Guo'er, kneel down quickly." Mu Nianci quickly held down Yang Guo's shoulders.
Yang Guo took advantage of the situation and knelt down facing the tomb.
"Yang Guo kowtows to Prince Yue." He kowtowed obediently.
At this time, Dongfang Bubai and Mu Nianci also knelt down in unison.
Li Dao also knelt down as soon as he put on his clothes.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew again, blowing towards Li Daoyi.
"Huh? Li Daoyun was stunned for a moment.
Then he waved his hand forward, and an invisible barrier appeared in front of him. The wind was instantly blocked, causing the fallen leaves in the Western Zhou Dynasty to fly.
"I understand." Li Daoyi nodded slightly, then clasped his hands and bowed to the tomb.
The strange wind then dissipated.
"What was that just now?" Dongfang Bubai stood up slowly and asked doubtfully. All of them saw the scene just now.
"I almost forgot my identity." Li Daoyi said with a bitter smile.
He is an extraordinary person, so naturally the tomb cannot accept his kneeling.
"Alas, thirty years of success and fame are like dust and dust, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait for a while. The young man's head will turn gray, and it will be empty and sad."
"It's really a blessing to see Prince Yue today." Li Daoyi said tomb.
Immediately afterwards, the branches of the Western Zhou Dynasty began to sway with the wind, and they kept making a swishing sound, as if in response.
Several people looked at Li Daoyi in surprise, only to see him frown.
"I don't intend to care about these things anymore." Li Daoyi said.
Several people were even more surprised and couldn't help but look at Xi Zhou, wondering who he was talking to.
"Alas, you don't understand until your death that the country and the people are just objects that can be discarded at any time in the face of power, including your life." Li Daoyi then sighed.
"Master...Master, you...who are you talking to?" Yang Guo asked tremblingly at this time.
Then Yang Guo was covered by Mu Nianci's mouth.
Li Daoyi ignored Yang Guo. Instead, he continued.
"It has been more than fifty years, and your obsession is still so deep. Can you tell me, are you doing it for the Song Dynasty, or for the people of the world?"
"Huhuhu..."
“唰唰唰…”
The surrounding wind became stronger and the branches swayed more violently.
At the same time, in the woods dozens of hands away, on top of a big tree, a figure looked secretly towards this side. He was about seventy years old, with a rosy face and hair. His face is gray and silvery, his clothes are patched, but they are very clean. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a big gourd behind him.
"My dear, who is this little Taoist priest talking to?" The old man couldn't help but whisper while watching this scene.
Li Daoyi's ears twitched slightly at this time, but he didn't pay attention.
"I can't guarantee you, but I'll try my best. Alas, it's really a troublesome thing." At this time, Li Daoyi continued.
"Guo'er, get my sword."
"Ah...Okay." Yang Guo said quickly. Then he ran to Qingniu and took down the Qinggang Sword.
"Qiang..." Yang Guo drew out his sword.
"Wow..." The little guy's eyes widened immediately. This was the first time he saw Li Daoyi's sword.
"Here comes the sword." Li Dao struck with his right hand.
"Shua..."
The sword immediately flew away from Yang Guo's hand and entered Li Daoyi's hand.
"Hiss... what a skill." The old man in the woods praised with eyes shining.
Li Daoyi's sword was seen standing in front of his chest, he made a gesture with his left hand, and then he started to mutter something.
"Wandering souls, where can they stay? Three souls have descended early, seven souls are coming, palaces and prisons, tombs and forests, false alarms and weirdness, and true souls are lost."
After reciting, Li Daoyi started to move. His feet were stepping on the seven-star step, and his movements were graceful, like catkins flying in the wind. The sword in his hand instantly left his hand, flying and circling in the air like a dragon.
Suddenly, Li Daoyi stopped, and then started talking again.
"Today I invite the mountain god, general of the Five Paths to travel, to take charge of the land, and to be the master of the kitchen of the house. I am here to serve, and I am dedicated to searching for and possessing the soul. I will help the spirit. The gate of heaven will be opened, the gate of the earth will be opened, and the soul of the boy from thousands of miles away will be sent. I invite you. Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law."
"When the soul returns, the soul comes."
Li Dao shouted one last time.
"Kachacha..."
A thunder suddenly sounded in the dusk sky.
"Huhu..."
Strong winds blew again in the Western Zhou Dynasty.
"Rumble..."
Thunder bursts.
"What is that?" Yang Guo suddenly pointed at the tomb and exclaimed.
Mu Nianci and Dongfang Bubai quickly looked around and saw a three-foot-tall golden shadow appearing above the tomb. It was a human figure. They couldn't help but be so surprised that they couldn't help but open their mouths from ear to ear.
I saw this figure with a handsome face. The face is large and square, the forehead is wide and the eyebrows are sparse, the cheeks are very plump, the eyes are round and the tip of the nose is from the mouth down, the forehead is very long, and there is no mustache. Dress neatly. Wearing a purple python robe, golden armor on his arms, and martial arts boots on his feet, his right hand clenched his fist forward and his left hand pressed the sword backwards. His eyes were like a torch, staring into the distance.
Isn't it Yue Fei and Yue Wumu?
"Ding…"
"Ding…"
The system prompts sound continuously.
Then I saw Yue Fei's shadow cupping his hand towards Li Daoyi, and then turned into a golden light and flew into the Qinggang Sword.
"Buzz buzz..."
The sword flying in the air also stopped, and bursts of milky white light appeared on the sword, slowly falling towards Li Daoyi.
"Haoran is upright." Li Daoyi couldn't help but said as soon as he caught the sword.
