Dongyingkou is very close to the mouth of the Yellow River. More than ten miles away from the Cannon City, there is the military port of the Southern Navy.

At that time, the Japanese Japanese landed from the coast here, and the military port was burned, but the wharf could still be used, so the Japanese fleet docked here.

However, the ghost soldiers on the fleet also fled with the defeat.

This saved Monk Zhenji a lot of trouble, so he no longer had to look for ships that could cross the sea.

From here, you can enter the Bohai Bay and cross the sea to Sanhan. Some reinforcements from the Longma Kingdom have been waiting there. After the two sides meet, you can go to the Tsushima Strait and return to Japan.

The divine wind on the sea has weakened too much, and it is said that the divine wind on the other side of the strait is about to dissipate.

The sun sets, and in the devastated military port, a crowd is saying goodbye.

There were only a dozen monks who came to Qilu with Monk Zhenji.

This little person.

It must be not enough to drive a boat away, so Asuki also asked several Guiwu Shangnin who were guarding him to go with the monk, Li Baoguo also found some escaped boatmen and boatmen from the neighborhood to help, and then he barely got enough people.

The bird has left the hairstyle of a Middle-earth child and has also refined the magnificent eyebrows.

No longer like a noble man from Japan, he is no longer different from ordinary children. The little man, holding Master Zhenji's hand, reminded him warmly:

"Master must take care of this journey."

"It's okay."

An old Japanese monk was wearing a black monk's robe and a hat on his head. He said to the little monarch:

"When the old monk left his hometown in Japan, he had already put life and death aside. What he saw and heard in Middle Earth has relieved my doubts.

The light above the battle formation also allowed me to see the hope of my hometown in Japan.

The king does not have to worry.

When the old monk goes here, he will gather the kind and righteous people and fight to restore Japan.

When the king returns to his hometown, there must be an army to serve the king, and he will be looking forward to it."

Feiniao pursed his lips, he raised his head and said to the old monk:

"Master, let's go back first, I will definitely go back! I will take the power to restore the country and go back together, disperse the hell on earth, and create my Japanese mountains and rivers!"

"good!"

Monk Zhenji was very comforted by his old wishes.

This trip to Middle Earth and seeing birds was a surprise.

The bloodline originating from Gaotianyuan exists in the world, and the restoration of Japan is no longer a empty word. Although the bird is young, what he carries is the bloodline glory that has been passed down from Japan for thousands of years.

He is like a big banner, enough to gather people's hearts.

The warriors and swordsmen in the country who were completely disappointed and allowed to fall into their own depravity were also able to reunite.

As long as the people still have hope in their hearts, as long as they dare to continue fighting.

Japan, which has become a ghost in the world, still has light.

The birds have also matured rapidly in this short time. After war, the child also had the idea of ​​restoration in his heart.

This is very good.

The old monk witnessed the fall of Japan with his own eyes and experienced despair on earth. At this time, his heart fire rekindled.

I felt so intense for a moment that my eyes turned red.

"It makes you laugh."

Monk Zhenji wiped his eyes.

In the sun, the old monk bent down at the people behind the bird, learned the etiquette of the Middle Earth martial arts world, and clasped his fists with his hands.

He said:

"After the old monk leaves, I would like to protect the birds more. I will pray for the righteous and brave men in Japan."

"Master, don't worry."

Qingqing, wearing a red dress, stepped forward.

He reached out and placed his hand on the shoulder of a crying bird, she said:

"As the eldest sister, I will definitely take good care of my little brother. And with my senior brother, there will be no danger in the middle of the earth. Just a monk, are you just bringing such a few people back, aren't you afraid of being caught by the Maori Daming?"

“No.”

The old monk laughed.

Holding Buddhist beads in hand, full of confidence.

He leaned on a Zen stick and looked back at the blue waves behind him.

He said:

"Although the Maori family has many soldiers, how can elite soldiers be trained overnight?

After this battle in Qi and Lu, more than 20,000 elite ghost soldiers of the Maori family were buried here.

His family's power has been greatly weakened. When the news comes back to China, the other four famous names will surely start a war and annex the weak.

The name of Daming, who claims to be a devil, has no time to take care of himself, and how can he still have the energy to arrest the old monk?"

When he said this, Li Baoguo, who knew the most about the soldiers, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

This Tience Xiao in red armor will answer:

"Master has already made a decision? I will attack a city when I return to my country?"

"Um."

Monk Zhenji nodded.

He said in a deep voice:

"The people of our country have been suffering for a long time.

There is a Penglai demon who is with the five famous kids and valleys to suppress the people. When he returns to his country, he will use the power of the Dragon Horse Warrior to capture a city.

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Reestablish our country's orthodoxy.

That city will also become the first ray of light in hell on earth. Just like you are doing in the land of Qilu, letting our people see it with their own eyes. When they are born as humans, they do not have to be afraid of evil spirits.

Those evil ghosts can also be defeated by our two fists!

Just as the Great Sword Saint of the Heavenly Heaven"

The old monk Zhenji glanced at Shen Qiu.

He whispered:

"We will forge our own myths, so we don't have to pray for the mercy of the monsters. As long as we hope to be brave and brave.

Then we can gather people's hearts and forge a strong city, and win a breathing place for our nations in Japan."

"But Penglai won't allow you to be so carefree."

Hua Qing played with the fan, as if pouring cold water on it.

explain:

"As long as you have large-scale resistance, they will definitely mediate domestic disputes and suppress you."

"Haha, aren't there any other righteous men?"

A sly smile appeared on the old monk's old cheeks.

He said:

"Now that the King of Hongchen is being restrained, and including the Lord of Dongling, Penglai has lost two generals. Even if they are willing to suppress them, their power will be mostly used in the turbulent Middle Earth.

Only by clenching ten fingers together and punching them can you gain strength.

Once it disperses and the deterrence is dispersed, it depends on the Onmyoji in Japan, and the old monks are not afraid of them!"

Speaking of this, Monk Zhenji's expression became serious.

He looked at Qingqing and said:

"Her Majesty, after this battle, Penglai will mobilize more Japanese soldiers to come to Middle Earth.

This is the good luck for the old monk, Longma and others, but it is also a disaster in the Middle Earth. Once the divine wind completely dissipates, it will be the time for the Japanese ghost soldiers to invade in large numbers.

I know that there are wars in Middle Earth, and if the queen wants to unify the country, she has to go through war.

But external evils must be guarded against."

Qingqing nodded.

There was also a touch of seriousness on her little face.

She had already talked to her senior brother about this before. Penglai dealt with the current boiling water in the world, and once she felt that she was not strong enough at hand.
To be continued...