Yunmeng Lake is as vast as the ocean. When a lake water gradually spreads out due to the breeze, it approaches the lake shore, and it has already had the power of storm waves swaying on the shore.

The surging tide was wrapped in a momentum that he never gave up and crashed into the shore resolutely, then withered on the bluestone and returned to peace.

Keep waiting for the next storm.

There are not only the bluestones on the shore, but also the thousands of soldiers who are equally calm and silent on the shore.

Thousands of people lined up along both sides of the valley, and there were also layers of soldiers standing outside a military tent opposite the entrance.

They were as straight as javelins, letting the tide before them surge and the noise behind them suddenly arise.

They would only move by one person's order, and that person, now in the huge army they guarded, was waiting for something.

On a mountain in the distance, there is a platform outside the cave. Lin Fu, Jiang Cang and others stood in front of the wind and peeked at the distance.

Lin Fu frowned, "Brother Jiang, would there be so many soldiers in the previous Fog Hidden Conference?"

The alliance became deeper, so the name naturally changed from fellow Taoist Jiang to Brother Jiang.

This is the most basic etiquette and the most simple symbol. Even the title is estranged, so how dare you intersect big things?

Among them, the tricks are all skilled, so there is no need to explain them clearly.

Jiang Cang shook his head, "It would be nice to have 500 people in the past, but this time the situation is indeed a bit bigger."

Another nomadism interjected, "It is said that Yang Xun came in person. Could it be because of his relationship?"

Jiang Cang nodded and said, "It seems that Yang Xun is still very afraid of death!"

Everyone laughed, as if Yang Xun was afraid of them.

Amid the laughter, Lin Fu's calm voice seemed a little out of place.

"No. It's not because of Yang Xun."

Fortunately, everyone has seen Lin Fu's cultivation methods these days, and is a little convinced. He does not speak sarcasticly, but instead says confusion: "Why?"

Lin Fu glanced at Jiang Cang and others, "According to the big military system, the local army is under the central government's direct control, and it is strictly prohibited to communicate with the vassal kings. The vassal kings are also allowed to have palace guards ranging from thousands to more than ten thousand people. The soldiers in front of us are all Xingtan troops stationed in Changsha City. If it were not for the Ministry of War's order, they would not have escorted Yang Xun."

After all, he was the leader of the Shenfu Camp under Ling Qingyun's command, and his views on military affairs remained.

As soon as he finished speaking, a smart person immediately seized the loophole, "What if it was the Ministry of War's order?"

Lin Fu looked at him with a smile without answering.

Although the man was straightforward and not stupid at all, he immediately understood.

Yang Xun himself had a guard with thousands of people. If he had brought his men and horses for his safety, he would have to come with him. The Ministry of War was full and he traveled thousands of miles away to specially tune the Xingtan Army to him.

"In this way, these troops were transferred from the Ministry of War, but if it weren't for Yang Xun, who else could they do? No one has that much face!"

Lin Fu looked grim and thought of a possibility, "Who said the army was just to protect whom?"

Everyone was shocked. Could it be that it was a murder?

This idea was immediately overturned by Lin Fu shook his head and it was too incredible and absolutely impossible.

There are all practitioners inside. If 30,000 to 50,000 people are firmly nailed to the entrance, perhaps they can really consume the people inside. How could these 30,000 people be responsible?

What's more, there are people from the court inside. If the war is together, can it be a massacre for all the enemies and us?

Everyone was talking, but Jiang Cang's face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes became suspicious when he looked at Lin Fu.

How could a wild cultivator know so many important affairs in the court?

You should know that if you are like yourself, what you are talking about in your mind every day is practice, fighting, beauty, wealth, etc. Not only is Lin Fu's profound realm, but his knowledge and skills are extraordinary. Could it be that he has some background, but he just wants to treat others like you as a gun?

Ye Xiu’s thoughts are the most suspicious.

And it is better to kill by mistake than to let go.

Those innocent, pure and kind, merciful and ruthless have long been thrown into the marsh and fed the fish, how can they survive to this day?

At that moment, Jiang Cang sent a few close friends in his heart, looked at Lin Fu's back in front of him, and became alert.

"Brother Jiang, may you have no doubts?"

Suddenly, Lin Fu turned around and spoke with a smile.

Suddenly being called, Jiang Cang, who was in a strange heart, was stunned and said vaguely: "What? Ah, nothing!"

Lin Fu didn't care, and walked closer with a smile.

A strong wind suddenly blew across the mountains, whizzing through the gaps between the mountains.

Jiang Cang was inexplicably a little frightened and unconsciously took a step back.

Lin Fu seemed to have not seen it, a little surprised, "No, with Brother Jiang and you all, I can discover my familiarity with military and national affairs, so how can I not be suspicious of my past?"

"this?"

Several pairs of surprised eyes met with each other. How did you explain what happened?

Jiang Cang panicked and waved his hand generously, and took Lin Fu's arm with the flow, "Where is Brother Lin saying? Who has no secrets? You have to ask the bottom of everything, how can this be done?"

Lin Fu looked at Jiang Cang gratefully and said in his heart that it is not often shameless to you.

"Hey? Brother Jiang is out of the blue. Since we have to work together, we cannot have these suspicions. We have concealed it a little because it was not convenient before. Please don't blame me, brothers, Lin Fu will tell the truth."

He sighed and his expression turned low, as if whenever the slag that had originally sunk into the bottom of his heart surged up again, a feeling of sadness would surge.

"In my early years, I did join the army."

Lin Fu's low voice was carried by the mountain wind into everyone's ears.

"That was a distant twenty years ago."

Jiang Cang suddenly remembered the legendary person and said in disbelief: "Ling Family Army?"

Lin Fu was still immersed in the memories and nodded, "Yes, it was the Ling family army. But at that time I was just a minion, unable to get close to Ling Shuai, nor could I wait for glory and wealth. Ling Shuai suddenly disappeared!"

At the end, Lin Fuzhen cried, crying with sincerity.

Although this passage is a play, I miss it but it is not fake.

A wild cultivator said in confusion: "Ship Ling is gone, isn't there still Yang Hao? If you defect to him, you can be prosperous and prosperous?"

Lin Fu's eyes, which were still teardrops, suddenly burst out with a flash of light. The Ye Xiu was frightened and quickly filled his mouth, "Brother Lin, I just said that."

Lin Fu said seriously: "I, Lin Fu, used to be a soldier, but now I am a wild cultivator. They all seem to be incomparable. Alas, don't look at me like this. I'm not being self-deprecating, this is the fact."

The wild cultivators, including Jiang Cang, could only sigh, it was indeed true.

Even if they have reached the realm of Inquiry and are considered masters, the tyrants still don’t think of them. They want to be treated the same as those of genealogy practitioners, only two words, dreaming.

This is also why they are willing to get involved in this matter. They are really fed up with the bird's breath.

Lin Fu continued, "Although I am so bad, I know one word, loyalty and righteousness! Ling Shuai loves soldiers like his son and is framed and died. He asked me to turn around and praise the murderer Yang Hao's stinky feet. I, Lin Fu, can't do it! No matter how much I give me, I can't do it!"

Lin Fu stood on the top of the mountain and made a generous speech. Behind him were the blue waves and the green mountains were facing each other. He stood in the middle, glorious and majestic.

Jiang Cang and others involuntarily absorbed into a certain emotion, reflecting their past.

There are shame, sighs, meditation, and firmness.

"I shouldn't say that why we wild cultivators are looked down upon is not because we are of low origins, but because we are really unbearable!"

Lin Fu sighed and waved his hand to stop the few Ye Xiu who were opening his mouth to argue, "I know what you are going to say, and I understand that if we don't act like that, we will not be able to live now, right?"

Jiang Cang also sighed and said, "Brother Lin is right. If we had not used any means, our brothers here would have been killed and thrown into the Daze to feed the fish."

No one wants to live such a bad life from the beginning, but everything is forced by life.

Looking at the people who nodded repeatedly, Lin Fu asked, "Then why can those genealogical monks uphold the so-called principles and become immortal masters that everyone admires?"

"Someone can protect you. I beat the younger ones and the older ones, and the older ones are even older. After a while, no one dares to take action." A wild cultivator spoke without thinking, obviously because he had been resentful for a long time.

Jiang Cang thoughtfully and looked at Lin Fu, he roughly understood what Lin Fu was going to say.

Lin Fu also gave him a knowing smile, and then said with a smile: "The brothers here are all in the world of Inquiry and Heaven, and they are all considered big names. Why can't we be the backers of others? Let these little wild cultivators under our command go from weak to strong, from small to large, and at the same time don't have to do those rogues who are full of conscience to burn, kill, loot?"

A wild cultivator wanted to speak but stopped. Lin Fu reached out to signal him to speak boldly, and then he mustered up the courage to speak, "Brother Lin, to be honest, we are very moved by the cake you and the fellow Taoist Li painted. Although we are here, we are still not optimistic. Why are we all used to being alone, our heads are tied to the belt, maybe one day we die, our cave will be left alone, our concubines will be sleeping, and the secret elixirs will be occupied, and there is no room for reason. It is difficult for you to count on us!"

After saying that, he added another sentence, saying that he would drag a few more people into the water, "Everyone said that's the reason."

The others had to nod their heads at Lin Fu and Jiang Cang's faces.

Surprisingly, Lin Fu laughed and asked the other person, "Do you know why the army dares to fight so hard in war?"

A bright light flashed in Jiang Cang's mind and blurted out, "No worries about the way out!"

Lin Fu smiled in his heart, it turns out that I am not stupid. I have laid the foundation for you. If you can't even take it, you'd be a bit stupid.

He raised his thumbs up at Jiang Cang, "Brother Jiang said it well, he just has no worries about the future!"

Looking at the rest of the people, "Brothers, think about us. Even at this level, we still dare not marry and have children, for fear that they will suffer one day if they die."

Everyone nodded. There was a wild cultivator in Wentian Realm who thought he was restless and married several wives and concubines and gave birth to a bunch of children. Once something happened, he was captured by his enemies and humiliated his beautiful wives, concubines and daughters in front of him. His son was interrupted and tortured to death. A dignified master was so angry that he died of anger on the spot.

"Even now, I am reminded every day, for fear that I will not get up after sleeping, and that I will not dare to ask for help if something happens, for fear that my so-called friends will not help, and that they will take advantage of the situation."

Everyone nodded, but I won’t give any examples, there are too many.

"But whether it is the army, the sect, or even the great families, why are their people not afraid of death? Because they know that if they die for the sake of justice, everything about them will not only not disappear, but will be more secure. Wife and children can be protected, property will not be deprived, and even rewards will be given, and their reputation will be praised. What does this come from?"
To be continued...