Chapter 11 Butterflies dancing wildly, disrupting the destiny!
"Yes, Your Highness." After Xu Cun clasped his fists and accepted the order, he looked at Li Xingyun with strange eyes. This prince was quite decisive and prudent, which did not match his age. But then again, Emperor Taizong of Tang had already made great achievements when he was in his teens and twenties. It was not surprising that his descendants, the few descendants of Li Tang in the world, behaved in a strange way.

"You, you, and you, go and deal with the bodies of these Xuanming Sect members. You guys, collect all the arrows and other things." Xu Cunjin began to command the guards to deal with the scene in an orderly manner. "You guys, go dig a pit to bury these bodies. And you guys, don't just stand there stupidly, go and take off the armor of these Xuanming Sect members. As long as it's valuable, don't let any of it go."

Li Xingyun crossed his arms and watched with interest the guards cleaning up the battlefield. These rough guys were extremely skilled when facing corpses. After all, they were all fierce gods who had fought their way out of the mountain of corpses. It was nothing special, it was just that they were skilled. At this moment, Li Xingyun suddenly noticed Lu Linxuan leaning against a tree not far away. She was quietly gazing at the place where her father was buried.

"Are you okay, junior sister?" Li Xingyun walked to Lu Linxuan and said.

"Thank you, senior brother. My father's revenge has been achieved." Lu Linxuan said with some melancholy. The Black and White Impermanence who were so ferocious eight years ago died so easily in the hands of his senior brother. These were the Black and White Impermanence of the Xuanming Sect. How could they die like that?

Lu Linxuan had imagined countless times in his mind how he would use the sword in his hand to punish evil, but the reality was so commonplace, as if his senior brother crushing them to death was no different from crushing an ant.

"When do we need to be so polite to each other?" Li Xingyun smiled lightly, hooked his arm around Lu Linxuan's shoulder and said, "Let the past be the past. The little Black and White Impermanence are nothing in this troubled world." What Li Xingyun didn't say was that the death of Black and White Impermanence was just the beginning, and the Xuanming Sect still owed him a lot of blood feud!
After comforting Lu Linxuan, Li Xingyun's eyes fell on Xu Cun. The power of these 300 Ya soldiers really opened his eyes today. The more than 20 members of the Xuanming Sect plus the Black and White Impermanence were a strong small force. In the original plot, Li Xingyun suffered from the corpse poison at their hands.

But these people could only be slaughtered in the face of rain of arrows and military formations. Although this world is a semi-fictional world of martial arts, individual combat power is still no match for military formations. After all, martial arts are not high-level martial arts, and even if you are the best in the world, you don't have the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.

Now Li Xingyun and Xu Cun are still in the initial stage of cooperation. Although Xu Cun calls Li Xingyun "Your Highness" in a friendly manner, if he finds that Li Xingyun is no longer valuable, he will withdraw at any time. In the context of the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, those who can survive are all shrewd people, and Xu Cun in front of him is even more adept at betting.

Li Xingyun couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. He was a rookie and couldn't be impatient. He had to take things one step at a time. It was useless for him to be impatient without any foundation. "Senior brother, what shall we do next? Shall we set off for Mount Zhongnan?" Lu Linxuan came up and asked.

"I'm afraid the road to Mount Zhongnan is not that easy to travel." Li Xingyun rubbed his brows and said, "Let's take it one step at a time."

As a reborn person, he has changed some things that were originally scheduled to happen. The little butterfly has flapped its wings. He is actually unsure of the future development of events. He knows that with Gangzi's desire for control, he will not let him overturn the game so easily. However, he is not someone who can be manipulated by others. He will just deal with it as it comes. Moreover, Gangzi always takes advantage of the situation and generally does not do it himself. Presumably, his identity and the news that he is in possession of the secret of Longquan treasure will soon appear in the world!

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Qingcheng Mountain, Jianlu. Yang Shuzi, who was sitting cross-legged and breathing, suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know when a figure appeared outside the bamboo house. This person was wearing a black iron mask, so he couldn't see his face. But just standing there, Yang Shuzi's heart was stirred. Yang Shuzi looked directly at the person and said, "What are you doing here? Li Xingyun has already left for the Cangbing Valley, just as you wished."

The man paced back and forth in front of Jianlu Hall. A hoarse and low voice came from behind the black iron mask, "I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to be more confident when facing me, Marshal?"

Yang Shuzi closed his eyes and sighed, "I originally thought that since the Tang Dynasty had fallen and the Bad People had disintegrated, I would let him stay away from disputes and be an ordinary person for the rest of his life. However, I discovered the inner strength of the Tiangang Jue in him a few days ago, so he can't escape your calculations anyway."

Yuan Tiangang stopped and laughed, "The Tang Dynasty has perished? The Bad People have disbanded? Li Xingyun is an ordinary person? Let me tell you, his bloodline and fate have destined him to not be an ordinary person."

"And you, Yang Shuzi, since the day you joined the Bad Guys, you were destined to be born for the Tang Dynasty. This is also your destiny! Once a Bad Guy, always a Bad Guy. Want to quit? Do you think it's possible?" Yuan Tiangang threw a piece of letter paper with the Bad Guys logo towards Yang Shuzi. The paper broke through the air and hovered in front of Yang Shuzi. The letter paper with the dark red mark suddenly swayed and fell on the table.

Yuan Tiangang said with his hands behind his back, "Originally, as His Highness's weak spot, you were doomed to die. But now His Highness has exceeded my expectations. A medical student can't save the Tang Dynasty. Hahahaha, the will of heaven is in chaos, and the hexagram is not clear. Interesting, interesting..."

Yang Shuzi came back to his senses, but found that Yuan Tiangang was no longer in front of him. Only a hoarse voice echoed in his ears, "Your life will be spared for now. His Highness will need you again."

Outside the sword pavilion, several people wearing dark clothes and ghost masks knelt on one knee and clasped their fists, saying, "Marshal!"

Yuan Tiangang put his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "Go, spread the news about the Longquan treasure and His Highness's identity. Let me see what other abilities our His Highness has hidden."

"Yes, Marshal." Three figures quickly disappeared from the spot. At this time, Yuan Tiangang said again: "Shangguan Yunque, go and protect His Highness in secret. Don't take action unless it's a matter of life and death."

"Yes, Marshal." The last figure also disappeared, leaving Yuan Tiangang alone on the edge of the cliff. The pair of dark eyes under the black iron ghost mask looked down at the Qingcheng Mountain. Yuan Tiangang opened his big hand, and three copper coins slowly slipped from his palm and fell off the cliff. The hoarse voice sounded again, "If Your Highness can always be like this, why do we need to calculate this hexagram again?"

(End of this chapter)