The new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying, the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet sounds are chirping.
In the blood mud that is two feet deep, every step is not easy.
The tattered flags and flags were scattered in the bloody mud, and the armors were piled up in random piles. There were Dazheng and Beiwei. The three colors of black, white and red were intertwined, and each one was stained with blood.
The dim sky in late winter was dim, with some bright colors showing through, but it was quickly obscured by the drifting clouds.
Tengxiang Mountain had long been beaten into a pile of gravel. In the collision between Zhugui and Xiao Liulizhu, the originally tall and majestic mountain became as fragile as paper.
On a five-color rainbow bridge, a frightened Xuan Kong lay on Bai Shu's shoulder. A few steps away from Bai Shu, stood the Torch Dragon Guard.
"It's really..."
Bai Shu looked at the scene in front of him and sighed, but he didn't know what to say.
Half an hour ago, this battle that lasted for what seemed like two full days finally ushered in the scene of Ming Jin withdrawing his troops.
Beiwei and Dazheng each retreated, leaving only the battered mountains and the scarred earth.
Candle Ghost——
After several battles, the withered and thin figure that was burning with fire was also sealed in the small glazed bead by the Confucian sect.
The collision between it and the small glazed bead left a pit as deep as the abyss in the place, so deep that it was impossible to see the edge at a glance.
The Hongqiao stands above the deep pit. Looking down at it still makes people's hearts tremble.
On the outer layer, soft soil fell rustlingly, but for a long time, no echo could be heard.
"The whitebeards on the small wooden boat have won. They have taken away all the monsters."
On Baizhu's shoulder, Xuankong scratched his chin and said
"Sir, why don't you take advantage of the victory and pursue it?"
"There are schools in the three countries, Confucianism in the three countries, and the laws of the world do not serve any one dynasty or one emperor. I am deeply surprised that they would actually take action."
Bai Shu shook his head
"We have already won a battle. The Northern Guard must have retreated to Xuping Pass. If we continue to fight, we will not be able to gain any favor."
In Confucian schools, there are thousands of orthodoxies, each of which is different from the other.
Just like the Buddhist lineage is divided into northern and southern Zen sects, after Xuan Wenjun left, there has never been a true bearer of the cauldron.
Although Du Shaozhi's status was respected, his cultivation was low and it was difficult to convince others.
The Taoism that emerged today is also the most orthodox line of Confucius. Most of them are the mountain masters of the Spring and Autumn Academy of Zheng State. They offer wine and worship Du Shaozhi as their respect.
As for Yang Yanxin, who had an open break with Du Shaozhi, he had also listened to the Master's teachings and could barely be regarded as Du Shaozhi's fellow disciple.
Yang Yanxin became an official in the Northern Wei Dynasty and wrote classics based on the teachings of a great sage from the former Song Dynasty.
The great sage was named Wang Xiang, and this lineage was also called the Wang Xiang lineage.
And in Dachu, in that southern landscape, there is another lineage of Lezheng.
Zhengtong, Wang Xiang, Le Zheng...
Just like the Vajra Temple and the Landa Temple are enemies, they regard each other as Buddhist enemies, and they attack each other endlessly. Zhengtong, Wangxiang, Lezheng... Although these three lines are not in a life-or-death situation, they are definitely not in a good mood.
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"The Zhengyi lineage takes action." Bai Zhu shook his head, "What about the Wang Xiang lineage of Beiwei? Will they also step out of the academy?"
"In Xu Ping Pass, the eldest disciple of Yang Yanxin has been stationed there for a long time."
Next to me, the Julongwei suddenly spoke
"This is not only a national war, but also an orthodox war of status."
"Like the king of elephants and orthodoxy..."
She said calmly, "Like your Southern Zen Sect and Northern Zen Sect."
"The girl is really smart as ice and snow." Baizhu smiled.
"How did you know I was a girl?"
"Listen to the sound."
"What a lewd monk." The female voice was still calm, "Are you the flower monk?"
"I am a young monk."
Bai Shu urged Hongqiao and landed on a flat ground. He looked up into the sky and saw a patch of five-colored light. Immediately, countless soldiers fell on the ground.
When Zhu Gui and Xiao Liuli Zhu were trying to harden the steel, he used the divine light of the great peacock to receive a piece of the great Zheng Jiashi into the divine light.
Before the soldiers could recover, Bai Shu urged Hongqiao again and disappeared in an instant.
"This battle is over, what are your plans?"
"Let's take a look."
Countless rays of dark red spiritual light swarmed into Baizhu's body, making his expression extremely comfortable. He couldn't help but tremble, and his tone was a little careless.
"Visualization Sutra on the King of Asuras" "Dampness generates Asuras, great success!"
The values are constantly beating, and the number required for perfection is also rapidly decreasing.
First it was Jiang Yaoshi, and then it was Zhu Gui. Although this battle was dangerous, the gains in attribute values were quite considerable.
After repeated stimulation, the easiest mantra has been introduced first, and it has penetrated all the heavens and human bodies, and it is not far behind.
Fourth grade, no, even third grade...
The current attribute value can already create a third-grade Vajra.
While Baizhu was thinking in his mind, the dark red aura disappeared, making his expression more comfortable.
Next to him, Xuan Kong and Ju Longwei looked at him with increasingly strange eyes.
"Come to my tent."
At the moment when my mind was completely immersed, a warm voice penetrated into my ears and resounded lowly in Niwan Palace.
"Grand Governor?"
Bai Shu was suddenly startled. He looked around but saw no one.
The void suddenly folded and changed, as if being folded and kneaded by a giant palm, and in an instant, Baizhu appeared in a tent.
Several bronze lamps with lotus patterns danced brightly, illuminating the tent as brightly as white ground. Sitting behind the table at the top of the tent was a young man wearing heavy armor.
The appearance of the monk was still the same as before, but his cassocks were changed to armor, and his hair was also grown.
Bai Shu didn't dare to be negligent, he stepped forward respectfully and bowed, then lowered his hands and stepped away.
In addition to himself and Xuan Kong, the Julong Guard who was rescued also followed him.
She gave a faint salute, then sat aside without saying anything.
"This must be your first time facing war."
Ransu smiled and said, "How?"
"It's extremely tragic." Baizhu paused for a long time, and finally just choked out this sentence.
"In this world, there will always be blood, no matter sooner or later." Ran Xu still smiled, "I heard that you killed Jiang Yaoshi from the Star Reaching Sect?"
"yes."
"Kill him, kill him. Lingquan is dead, and Medicine Master Jiang has long been insignificant."
It seemed that Bai Zhu was about to speak but stopped, but he had to comfort him.
"As long as you don't kill the Northern Wei royal family, no matter who you kill in the battle formation, Kongang Temple can take care of it for you."
"No." Bai Zhu shook his head. He presented the yellowed drawing and gave it to Ran Xu with both hands. "Jiang Yaoshi gave me this drawing before he died."
It was a slightly yellowed drawing, not a rare thing.
On the picture, there is a huge roulette wheel.
There are celestial beings shrouded in fragrant mist and precious light, ordinary men and women dressed in cloth, asuras symbolizing great destruction and destruction, birds, beasts, insects and fish, faceless suffering beings and pot-bellied evil ghosts.
Six Paths——
On the pattern, there is a representation of the six rotating paths.
Ranxu took the drawing and frowned slightly.
"Grand Governor," Bai Zhu said, "What is this blueprint?"
