Chapter 454: Three Generations Method

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　　 The fierce battle drums that suddenly sounded from the four strongholds, together with the sound of the sky, the whistle from far and near, once again pierced this southern barbarian late at night, also heralding the arrival of a battle!
　　 "All combat readiness!"
Under the commands of Dingnanhou resounding across the sky, countless expedition soldiers who leaned on their weapons and trimmed their slumbers on the spot opened their eyes almost at the same time, stood up together, lifted their shields and bows, in a few breaths, directly Enter the state of combat readiness.
　　 At the same time, the gates of the Quartet stronghold opened wide, and a large number of Logistics Division soldiers emerged from it, carrying a large number of arrows and medicine supplies, quickly interspersed with the formation, and distributed one-to-one.
The dense forest in front of the battlefield illuminated by the silver-white moonlight suddenly began to shake violently, and then a series of burly and huge black shadows jumped directly out of it, roared in bursts, and rushed towards the four huge light groups that were dazzling in the darkness .
　　 In the night, the giants rushing forward, the pair of scarlet eyes, are like wildfires in the dark, and under one piece, it seems that countless ghosts are moving forward.
Countless years of multiplication and evolution in the jungle have allowed the deserters to have an extremely broad vision even at night. However, relatively speaking, the vision of Terran warriors is more affected at night. Therefore, every night battle in the past, The commanding generals of the human race will take the lead in firing a round of rockets, using the light from the brief burning to gain a small amount of vision around, but today's Southern Barbarian Expeditionary Army has a better and more convenient alternative.
　　 "Minxiu archer, open the string, shoot the scout arrow, and shoot with a large range of stepped coverage, giving me light up the entire range of vision in front of me!"
Dingnan was full of breath, and extremely strong commands rolled down from above, and then the array spread out Da Xia Minxiu's shot, index and ring fingers buckled the special arrow tied to the investigating guard, pulled it apart, and let go. From different angles, a dozen waves of arrows poured forward.
　　 After a few breaths, the broad front of the battlefield suddenly brightened, and the densely shot scout guards formed a field of vision light, which looked like daylight in the eyes of human warriors!
　　 Then, a wave of deserted people poured into the light band of vision, and then the real arrow whizzed up and pierced the throat.
In front of the southern barbarian expeditionary army who used the mysterious investigative guards to smooth out the inferior vision in the night, the deserters who attacked at night were also unable to cross the 15-mile death zone. Under the saturated attack, Even one step closer to the Great Wall of human flesh composed of shield armies!
　　 The confrontation between the two armies of different ranks is destined to be an extremely cruel and massacre.
When the first special investigative arrow was almost vertical and plunged into the ground, under the southern barbaric underground, in a meandering, unremarkable dark river, the river suddenly exploded, and a huge purple crane came from the river. I rushed out, shaking off water drops.
　　 The crane flew to an underground cave, then slowly dissipated in the air, and four figures fell.
　　 Sima Annan, who was tumbling in white, took out a scout guard from his arms and inserted it directly into the ground of the cave in front of him. The scene of the entire cave was clearly visible in the next moment.
　　 This is an underground river cave extending in all directions. Perhaps there used to be icy and turbulent river flowing in it, but due to some changes, the entire water level is constantly falling, forming the complex and deep environment where it is currently located.
　　 Relying on the vision provided by the investigating guards, in front of Sima Annan and the others, there were five holes, large and small, and behind each hole, it meant a complicated underground vein.
　　 In such a complicated environment, to trace the traces of the Great Guoshi who possesses the magical powers of water, moon and flowers is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
　　 Sima Annan, with a gray-white stiff head in his left hand, sat cross-legged in front of the entrance of the underground cave, closed his eyes, pinched his fingers to calculate, and said at the same time:
　　 "Everyone, please wait a moment, wait for me to be in this stiff head, and then intercept a trace of the connection between fate."
　　 "It doesn't matter, I'm waiting for a few people here to protect the law for Sima."
Dong Guo Lezheng, an old man wearing a black Confucian shirt, looked at each other with Chu Zhengyang, the lord of the Zonghengyuan and the Sect Master of Bingzong, and then flicked with his right hand, a creamy white enchantment spun out. Around a few people, above the barrier, a small wooden sword wandered.
　　 Half a quarter of an hour later, Sima Annan squeezed the right hand of his finger and gently opened it, and a pale golden Dao lotus gently rotated and bloomed in his hand, and on the Dao flower, a blurred figure gradually formed.
　　 Dressed in purple clothes, Chu Zhengyang, whose entire temperament is extremely elegant, carefully looked at the fuzzy figure above the Taoist lotus in front of him, with a stunning color in his eyes, and said sincerely:
　　 "According to legend, the three-generation Taoism of the Shenji Zhou Pavilion has been cultivated to the extreme, and you can see the ancient, the present, the coming, and the three-generations. When you look at it like this, it really deserves its reputation.
　　 "Young Master Sima's talent is also against the sky. Our Majesty is surrounded by people who are enough to surprise an era. This is a sign of great prosperity."
The old man Dongguo Lezheng stroked the white beard on his chest, smiling at the corners of his mouth. The sect that had the deepest relationship with the Zhao family, the master of Daxia, was none other than the Confucian school established by the master. Therefore, the better Daxia is, the old Dongguo is The more pleased.
While 　　 was talking, Sima Annan sitting cross-legged on the floor suddenly opened his eyes, two lines of blood and tears flowed down from his eyes, and opened his mouth gently and said:
　　 "Sure enough!"
After finishing the words, the phantom on the Taolian on his right hand instantly solidified, turning into a young gray-haired figure, tall and straight, with eyes like stars, and the whole body like a lake, with ripples spreading outward. , And his face was exactly the same as the day-time stiff head in Sima Annan's hands.
　　 The three top masters around him changed their expressions, and they blurted out almost at the same time:
　　 "There are people who have made their previous life into a stiff daylight, and that great master can hide from the way of heaven, force his life, and live forcibly into the second life!"
　　 "The feeling of Lord Ximan before is not wrong, this stiff daylight is indeed the body of this great master."
　　The clear voice fell, and on his right hand, Sima Annan, who was still holding the golden Dao lotus, stood up gently, stepped forward, and continued to speak:
"But it's just the body of the previous life. Maybe his real body didn't come to Nanban, but there is one thing. After this dead body is dead, his vitality will be greatly injured. And in this certain cave in front, there is his mirror. Middleman, as long as I find this man in the mirror, the entire vast land of China, no matter where he is hidden, even if he is hiding in the eight forbidden areas, I can pick him out!"
Murderous words [doudouxs.cn], combined with the blood and tears, made Sima Annan's original Shenjun face extremely hideous, and then the figure above the golden lotus flew out and plunged into a cave ahead. , Everyone followed closely behind.
　　 During the steps, tears of blood soaked the white clothes on the boy's chest.
　　 To pry into fate and intercept time is a sin in itself. Since it is a sin, it must be punished.