Section 9: The Sword Saint of the Divine Soul Sect (Part 2)

There was a wooden brocade box in the pit on the ground. Wang Daxia took it out and placed it on his legs, uncovered the lid, and placed a long sheathed sword inside.

When the sword is unsheathed, white light shines everywhere, shining three feet apart.

"Six years of burying the sword, today, we finally see the light of day again!"

When Wang Daxia arrived at Chenshui's mansion, people with immortal souls gathered in the mansion. Those who were a little older had seen him, and everyone was happy to see him.

"Wang Da, if you are willing to leave the vegetable garden, great things will be accomplished!" The person who spoke was over fifty years old, and happily introduced others to Wang Da. "When the Soul Mountain was wiped out by the Zheng army, Wang Da was lucky to escape. He was taught martial arts by a foreigner and led us to escape from Zheng to Wei. Many masters were defeated by his sword and were called the Soul Sword Saint!"

"Wang Da, you are finally here..." A middle-aged man outside forty held Wang Da's hand tightly, and was very excited. "Old Chen was beaten to death on the street by a bully in the city two years ago. Xiaoxi was forced to return to the house by a villain from Dong Yuanwai last year. When Chen Shui rushed over to save her, she had bit her tongue and committed suicide..."

Wang Da's eyes gradually turned red as he listened to the man's words.

"I have fewer and fewer people in my Taoism. The younger generation is unwilling to believe in the will of the soul. Some are working, some are farming for landlords to make a living, some are merchants and those who serve the fallen powerful... Even we are almost desperate! Fortunately, the soul immortal finally appeared and finally has instructions! Wang Da, among us, you are the most skilled in martial arts. The war in the remote city depends on you to lead it-"

"Don't worry! I, Wang Da, didn't know what the long sword in my hand could do, so I buried the sword in the countryside. Today, since this long sword can do some effort to revitalize the will of the soul, Wang Da will never let down all his knowledge!" After Wang Da said that, he said to Chen Shui again, "What do I need me to do?"

"The deputy general of Guancheng in the remote city and the Divine Soul Army is my man, but the city guard is loyal to the fallen monarch King Wei. You need you to go to Guancheng and assist the deputy general of Guancheng to kill the main general and his confidant when the matter is in reprimand, and control the military power of Guancheng in one fell swoop and release the Divine Soul Army into the Pass. I have arranged other things. As long as the Divine Soul Army enters the Pass, the Wei army will be defeated!"

"Okay!" Wang Da collected Chen Shui's letter into his arms, held the sword with his left hand, and strode out of the village. The beautiful long black silk hair like a woman was swaying in the snow breeze.

Bu Jingxian, who was standing in the city, was very happy when he received Chen Shui's secret letter, and immediately ordered Zhao Ji to take a letter to Zheng State. Ling Luo, who was waiting for news, was also excited and happy when he received the letter. The Wei army was pressing on the remote city defense line, which made the war last for a long time. Many people in the court thought that this kind of consuming battle was unwise and proposed to stop the war with Wei State.

King Zheng was not moved at first, but the deadlock that lasted for a long time gradually made King Zheng lose confidence. The court officials put pressure on them every day, saying how difficult financial expenditures are.

If the Zheng army could not gain further, the Zheng King would be forced to meet with the envoys who had been waiting for many days in Zhengdu.

Ling Luo promised to send troops as agreed and sent Zhao Ji back.

The strategist in the tent said, "Why did the Northern King take the initiative to give up the land in the east and south of the Wei Kingdom and our army?"

"Sir, I think there is a fraud?" Ling Ran asked quietly.

"Maybe I'm too suspicious, I'm afraid that Beijun will collude with Wei."

Someone in the tent laughed and said, "Sir, the Shenhun Army also occupied the land of Wei. How could Wei be willing to collude with him? Besides, his lips were lost and his teeth were cold. If our army retreated, he would inevitably face the revenge of the Wei army alone. I guess the Northern King would not be so unwise."

"What I am worried about is that the Shenhun Army is afraid that the Spirit Army will pretend to cooperate with the Wei army and lure our army to fight fiercely with the Wei army, while they reap the benefits of the fisherman and seize the remote city!"

The opponent couldn't help but lose his voice, and the generals in the tent looked at each other and were worried by the words.

Seeing this, Ling Luo couldn't help but slap the table and smile.

"The Mr. Husband's concerns are not without reason, but Mr. Husband knows very little about the King of Bei. The reason why King of Bei would rather make less profits because he seeks long-term benefits and seeks momentum!"

"I am stupid, please give me some advice."

"Mr. I am too humble and dare not give advice. The seven strongholds have a deep foundation. If our army cannot severely damage Wei this time, we will give Wei a chance to breathe or the envoys of Wei will persuade Qi, Chen, Han, and Black Wolf Army to help and put pressure on them. Then if we want to do our best, we will be a bubble. The continuous wars between the countries will continue. Beijun knows that if the Divine Soul Army occupies the fertile land of Wei, it will definitely be attacked by our army in the future. Zhou State is far away from the mountains and rivers of the city, and it cannot be rescued at all. The Divine Soul Army can only fight alone. However, the Divine Soul Army is not trained enough, and with the help of our army's offensive, it can break through the city of Wei one after another. Its own strength is not enough to be comparable to our army or the regular army of Wei. At that time, we will definitely be defeated by our army, and the land we obtain will be lost, and it will also be severely damaged."

"What the Marquis of Xin said is reasonable, so why is the so-called seeking power?"

Ling Luo laughed and said, "The land of Wei State is not intended to be established for a long time. Obviously, the purpose of the Northern King is still in Zhou State, in the land of the Black Wolf Clan. The seven strongholds are stable, and the people have a sense of belonging. Every war is continuous, and the foundation for replenishing the military. However, the Zhou State has a small population, and it is difficult to replenish the military force if it loses a single unit, and it is even more impossible to expand the army. Therefore, what the Northern King wants to rely on is the huge foundation of the immortal soul. The Shenhun Army is provoking our army to use troops against Wei, which is to make it impossible for our army to stop its momentum.

.The Northern King longs for the destruction of Wei or to be severely damaged in order to seek the world's general trend to be violently turbulent. At the same time, the Divine Soul Army needs to maintain an invincible glorious image to become a role model and prompt many immortal souls in the world who have not yet made chaos to join the chaos army. In this way, it doesn't matter if the land of Wei is lost, and the Northern King will have endless military strength to supplement. This is the situation that the Northern King seeks. The Northern King wants the Wei Kingdom to be destroyed, and the Divine Soul Army will become the indisputable leader in the chaos army with an invincible attitude."

"I admire you when I see you!"

Ling Luo smiled disapprovingly and waved his hand, "Sir, too humble. Beijun is very scheming and knows the general trend, so he endures and observes the changes in the current situation. The gentleman does not understand him, so he naturally cannot think of these."

"Since this is the case, the Divine Soul Army will definitely become a great enemy in the future, so we should try to prevent it."

"Sir, indeed, I am thinking about the long-term. Shortly after the reign of the Spiritual Soul Army, I ordered someone to submit it to the Lord with a secret letter. The Lord also adopted the idea of ​​this Lord. Now all the people in the Immortal Spirit in Zheng State have been controlled so that they have no chance to cause trouble. In a few days, the Lord will expel these people from the country. As long as the Immortal Spirit does not cause trouble in Zheng State, no matter where they cause trouble, it will be beneficial to Zheng State. I think this is safe?"

"I--I have truly convinced the Marquis of Xin! Zheng State has Marquis of Xin, which is a great blessing for vassal state!"

All the generals in the tent agreed, and they all felt from the bottom of their heart that Zuo Shuchang had such a son, and that he was really worthy of losing his reputation.

Ling Luo was also very relieved when he saw this. He was too young. When he first arrived in Dongguan City, many generals disagreed with it and thought that King Zheng gave him such a big deal. To this day, he always reminded himself that if he doesn't understand military affairs, he never dares to be arrogant and humbly asks the generals for details, and asks experienced veterans for details, not afraid of others laughing at him for ignorance. Therefore, he did not make any mistakes, and he used his wisdom to convince the soldiers in the army one after another, so he gradually became a real commander.

When he walked out of the tent, Ling Luo felt physically and mentally exhausted. Although he had been prepared to serve Zheng State, he did feel tired over the years. He did not have time to practice many of the skills of Shenjue, but only practiced the mental methods and some of the skills he liked to use. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been caught up by Yue Fei.

When he was in Beiling Mountain, Ling Luo was most devoted to martial arts cultivation. It was impossible for him to be as dedicated as he was when he left Beiling Mountain. This made him often miss the time he was on the mountain.

When he passed by the July tent, he hesitated for a moment, but it was still over.

The disciples of Feixian Sect outside the tent quickly informed him, and after a moment, Qiuyue inside said a request.

After Feixian Sect obtained those ancient secret books, one of the copies was handed over to Wu Zun Qiyue, but she still needed to be responsible for the activities of the masters of Feixian Sect in Wei State, so she temporarily stayed in the military camp to discuss war with Ling Luo. Ling Luo often came here, and the number of times was increasing, and it was getting more and more frequent.

When she entered the big tent, she saw July sitting at the table, supporting her face with one hand, watching the red Guru fruit she pushed with her hands rolling to the edge of the table and blocking it with her hands.

"Do you still want to play?"

"It's fun, let's turn again." The red Guru shouted happily and was pushed and rolled by July. The two round eyes on it rolled faster than the body.

Ling Luo couldn't help but laugh.

This is the case with July behind the back, like an innocent woman who doesn’t know what sorrow is. She especially likes Guruguo. When she stays in the tent, she rarely has Guruguo’s company.

There are also two gourmet fruits on the table, one purple and one blue.

Seeing the red fruits rotating happily, I couldn't help but shout, "I want to turn too, I want to turn too!"

The red fruit seemed to be confused, her eyes were dull, and juice flowed in her mouth. July hugged the fruit in one hand, and pushed the two yelling fruits to roll around the table with one hand.

Seeing Ling Luo sitting quietly looking at him, Qiu Yue raised her head and smiled and said, "Mr. Xin has sat down for a while, the red fruit has turned seven times. Don't let these two fruits turn seven times. People who will no longer be quiet."

"It's okay."

The two fruits rolling on the table were gradually dizzy. After finally turning for seven rounds, July hugged them together and kissed the purple fruit that had the most juice flowing out of the purple moment.

The fruit recovered in a moment, and hurriedly shouted, "Eat me quickly, I'm almost melting! I'm very sweet."
Chapter completed!