Zhunti smiled and glanced at the three of them.
Cihang, Samantabhadra, and Manjusri thank you.
Zhunti waved his hand and held the wonderful tree and said: "All living beings are drowning in the sea of ​​​​red dust. I can survive the hardships and transcend the mundane world. With good fate, I will eventually save you!"
After saying that, the light rose up directly, and he returned with golden lotus under his feet.
The Western Saint has left, but something remains in the hearts of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
The armies of Shang and Zhou returned home again.
Xiqi and Shangying confronted each other again.
Qingluo never ordered an attack on the city, and Xiqi could only stay in the city.
Five days later, the army's grain officer came to report that the grain and grass could last for a few days at most! The grain and grass shipped from the rear would not arrive for another month. And even the grain and grass shipped from the rear would be a drop in the bucket for a million soldiers!
Qing Luo pondered for a moment and then told Shi Jun, Xiao Zhu and Teng Liu.
So, with Xiqi City as the center of the circle and five hundred miles as the radius, a huge boulder rolled up on the circular line! This boulder was the body of Shi Jun.
Huge boulders of hundreds of feet crushed the hills, crushed layers of soil and sand, pushed the soil out from both sides, and piled it up on both sides.
On both sides of the dirt pile, huge rocks crushed the dirt, and a huge pit appeared!
This tunnel surrounded the entire Xiqi City for thousands of miles, trapped the entire Xiqi, millions of merchants, and the center of the entire calamity!
Then, Teng Liu walked out of the business camp and held up the sacred water bottle with his bare hands. As the clouds rolled in the sky, it began to rain!
The rain falls all over the city!
Countless rainwater irrigated the soil, blended into the earth, and then gathered into the tunnel.
It rained heavily all day and all night, and the entire Xiqi City heard the loud roar outside the city all day and night!
The next day, the sky cleared up!
A huge circular river hundreds of feet wide appeared!
A flat and fertile wilderness appeared!
Shi Jun used his sacred mountain to expand tens of thousands of feet, and smashed it again and again against the thousands of miles of mountains outside Xiqi City, until the hills were smashed into plains and the slopes into wilderness.
Only the Baili battlefield outside the four gates of Xiqi City was not affected. Because the battlefield is a place for battles and represents death, silence, and desolation. There are too many undead and too many fighting souls there. No plants can grow there.
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When the sun rises in the east, the night candle flies to the clouds and emits countless stars of light, green light!
The green light represents vitality and life!
Under the witness of the bright sun, countless seeds are buried in the ground!
Then the morning light shone, and the seeds that were buried in the soil broke out, sprouted, and sprouted branches and leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Thousands of miles outside Xiqi City, everywhere you look is green and full of life. In addition to the four gates of Xiqi City, there is also a hundred miles of sandy land each, where the two armies are stationed and guarded, and the two armies fight!
Then, a green spiritual bead rose up in the business camp, revealing the shadow of a towering ancient tree. Dots of green stars fell from the ancient tree and blended into the green seedlings.
The seedlings have grown up!
After an hour, the seedlings sprouted.
After another hour, the seedlings sprouted leaves.
After another hour, the rice seedlings grew to one foot tall!
At this time, Teng Liu held up the sacred bottle again, and the rain fell again! It rained for an hour.
After another hour, the rice plants bear ears!
Another hour later, the rice stalks were bent over by the ears of rice.
By this time, it was already dusk.
Under the golden and red clouds burning in the sky, a golden rice field stretches for thousands of miles!
The sun sets in the west and the evening breeze blows, bringing the charming fragrance of rice.
The rice in the rice fields is ripe!
Under the evening sun, millions of soldiers in the Shang army camp looked at the billowing waves of rice fields, as if they saw the fields in their hometown. If they were at home at this time, it would naturally be another bumper harvest year. Their family's food rations would be sufficient, and they would be able to live in peace and contentment in the winter.
Then, an order was sent from the army to put down the armor and hold the soldiers, and then go to the fields to work as farmers!
Countless soldiers happily took off their heavy armor and returned to their original appearance.
Their original and inseparable identity is farmers!
Their love for the land stems from the inheritance passed down from generation to generation, from the early harvest of Shennong’s grains, and the human race’s joy of having food to eat and life to survive!
They love the land deeply and without hesitation!
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers used their swords to cut fields and turn their swords into plows!
Almost every soldier's face is filled with smiles and yearning for farming life. As much as they love farmland, they don't want war!
Half a million troops are still guarding the camp, and half a million troops are spreading across the fields!
One by one, they ran around the fields cheering, chatting casually with the soldiers and making peace with each other. At this moment, they were no longer an army with strict military orders, but ordinary farmers, laughing with each other.
The defenders on Xiqi City looked at the harvest in the distance and couldn't help but feel hope and desire in their hearts! They also hoped to return to the fields and abandon their armor and return to the fields!
But they can't, because they need to protect the country and their loved ones! As long as they are defeated, what awaits them will be the massacre of the rumored stupid and unscrupulous King Zhou!
However, their yearning for pastoral life was still buried in their hearts, and now it was evoked again, making them feel melancholy.
That night, the food served in the merchant camp was particularly fragrant and beautiful! Countless war horses also had endless amounts of soft and delicious grass!
This is because the rice fields are sprinkled with the spiritual water from the sacred water bottle, and the rice grains contain the spiritual energy of the Qingluo Spell. Naturally, it has many small and imperceptible benefits for the mortal body.
Qingluo erected a stone beside the circular river and named it: Jiuqiu River!
Behind bars!
This river surrounded the entire main battlefield of Calamity! Since then, Xiqi has been completely sealed off, making it difficult for large armies to leave and for foreign troops to enter!
Xiqi is no longer the king of the two hundred princes in the west, it is just a city of a vassal state!
Similarly, millions of Shang troops were also surrounded. Both the Shang army and the Zhou army were trapped in the area surrounded by this river!
Xiqi can no longer command the princes of the world, nor can he return together with the princes ordered by heaven!
After the food and grass are taken care of, there are no big restrictions. The four gates of Xiqi are still guarded by those immortals, and Xiqi still has a high card of exemption from war.
Qingluo never ordered a forced attack on the city.
All he wants to do is to be sleepy and quiet!
As long as there is movement, there will be changes!
At this time, the merchant army had the upper hand and naturally had the initiative. If they wanted to attack the city, there would be casualties!
If there are casualties, there will be cause and effect. No matter which party dies, new forces will be introduced to intervene!
Qingluo is the one who is least afraid of procrastination. Six hundred years after the founding of the Shang Dynasty, he can afford to procrastinate for more than ten years!
But Xiqi can't afford to wait! It is just a princely state. It has no strong military, many generals, and many people! It needs to gather the power of all the princes in the world to become stronger!
But Dong Bohou has been defeated, and Nan Bohou has surrendered.
The four hundred princes in the world have temporarily settled down!
On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun frowned because he was not satisfied with the current situation.
In Biyou Palace, Saint Tongtian once again convinced himself that this was his last concession and put down the Qingping Sword.
In Xiqi City, Jiang Ziya seemed to be a few years older, and the sadness on his face appeared again.
King Wu Jifa was worried and anxious all day long!
Chapter completed!