Chapter 12: Pushing the Mountain to Block the Road
It was half an hour later when Yan Liangyi returned to the cave despite the wind and rain.
At the entrance of the cave, some people looked silently at Yan Liangyi who looked like he had just been fished out of the water.
He kept harping on and complaining about Nan Zong. His words were stuck in his throat and he could no longer say them out.
Yan Liangyi didn't pay attention to the complicated expressions on the people's faces and quickly found the little girl he was thinking about.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Before he could get closer, he heard a cough that broke his throat.
In addition, there are women's constant comforting voices and slight sobbing.
Yan Liangyi's heart sank, and he took a few steps to the fire, only to see the little girl coughing non-stop.
As if he was afraid that his voice would affect other people, he covered his mouth tightly with one hand, and his eyes were filled with tears.
The mother of the girl next to her gently patted the girl's back with her hand, trying to relieve her pain.
Yan Liangyi breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down in front of the fire, and took out a bottle of 'Guizhi Powder' from his arms.
"Get some warm water."
He ordered several women on the side, and then waved to Zou Yufeng, who was not far away.
Pick up a small amount of Guizhi powder, dissolve it in warm water, and feed it to the little girl.
Seeing Zou Yufeng coming quickly, Yan Liangyi ordered:
"This is a medicine specially distributed by the sect to treat wind and cold. Yufeng, please organize people to dissolve this bottle of 'Guizhi Powder' and give it to everyone together with 'Peiyuan Powder'."
"Okay, senior brother!"
‘Guizhi Powder’ specializes in treating wind and cold entering the body, while ‘Peiyuan Powder’ strengthens the root and nourishes Qi.
The former was something Yan Liangyi had just obtained from a fellow sect member, while the latter was part of the sect's welfare and was used to polish his body during the day.
There was a faint glimmer of water in the eyes of the little girl's mother.
At this moment, Yan Liangyi was in a very embarrassed state.
There was no trace of blood on his lips, his face was so pale that it turned blue, and his body was still trembling slightly, obviously from the cold.
I don’t know where the wooden hairpin that fixed my hair was lost.
Her bun was messy, and her rain-soaked hair stuck to her face.
The Taoist robe seems to be put on directly after being soaked in water.
In just a few minutes, the water stains on the monk's robes had gathered into small puddles on the ground beneath his feet.
The little girl's mother hugged her daughter tightly, feeling grateful but not knowing what to say.
He just kept choking and said: "Thank you! Thank you!"
There was a circle of people surrounding the fire, and they all looked at the young man in front of them gratefully.
Looking at the little girl's thin, worn, and patched clothes.
Yan Liangyi thought for a moment and took off his robe.
"excuse me!"
As he activated his magic power, a faint spiritual light flashed between his hands, and traces of heat rose from his robes.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the robe was dried by him.
After half a day of running around, my mana has long been exhausted. At this moment, I have to squeeze hard to get the moisture out of the clothes.
Then the robe was put over the little girl's body.
"The child is still young, so don't catch a cold."
The little girl had just taken the medicine and kept dozing off, but she still whispered her thanks.
"Thank you, Director."
Under the dim light of the fire, Yan Liangyi, squatting on the ground with his whole body wet, and the little girl wrapped in a wide robe, were like a painting that deeply impressed the hearts of everyone present.
There was faint singing in the distance.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I cultivated my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you.
How can I say that I have no clothes? When I was in the same river with my son, the king raised an army, repaired my spear and halberd, and worked together with my son.
How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you..."
Listening to the singing in their ears and looking at the Taoist robe on the little girl in front of them, everyone recognized Yan Liangyi more deeply from the bottom of their hearts.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I cultivated my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you.
How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat as you..."
I don't know who was the first to speak, but everyone around the fire also sang the song softly in a low voice.
The voice is not loud, but the firmness and courage in the singing are revealed bit by bit.
Gradually, the same song sounded one after another within a radius of hundreds of miles.
At first, he chanted softly, and then the singing became louder and more orderly.
By the end, the powerful singing had become like a landslide and a tsunami, completely covering up the strong wind and thunder outside.
Above the clouds, Zhang Ke and Zhenjun Jiuren smiled slightly as they listened to the tide of shouts below.
"Master, I think this song can be used as the sect's war song, what do you think?"
"Haha, when you sing to express your ambition, you need to have a sense of identity from the bottom of your heart. You don't have to force it, just let it happen naturally."
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Ever since Zhang Ke defeated Chen Luo and Xu Jiahe of the ‘Qing Ping Sect’, there have been a lot less troubles on the way south.
In addition, the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Sect’ announced the ‘cement’ formula to the world.
Countless sects have benefited from it, and some sects that originally wanted to block it can't help but hesitate.
Taking advantage of others and then making things difficult for them is going too far.
Especially this Ruyi Zhenjun is not a good person.
I heard that because the 'Qingpingmen' blocked the road, this man took off Xu Jiahe's clothes in a rage.
Therefore, many sects along the way opened their doors for convenience and sent gifts to Yiqi Nan Sect for their passage.
There are also some sects that have to stop them for some reasons, but they just do it perfunctorily and don't put in any effort.
Therefore, the people who moved south had a relatively smooth journey for more than two months.
September 26, Gengyou year.
The seventieth day of the journey south.
Two peaks.
This is the only way from Dingzhou to the South China Sea.
Two peaks hundreds of feet high are juxtaposed on the left and right, and in the middle is a passage hundreds of feet wide for carriages and horses to pass.
At this moment, Lou Yuanheng and Ding Shiqing of the ‘Xuyang Sword Sect’, and Wen Wanyu, Han Shichun and Lou Shenming of the ‘Sunset Valley’ sect, a total of five true masters of the soul, gathered here.
Lou Yuanheng has an elegant appearance, dressed in white robes, and has a graceful demeanor. He holds a sword fan composed of seven flying swords in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, the 'Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect' is probably coming in a few days. I wonder how your sect is going to take action?"
Wen Wanyu has red hair and a slightly purple complexion, which is caused by the ‘Sunset Valley’ exercise.
Basically, the disciples of this sect look like this.
"Hahaha! Brother Lou, don't be anxious. This is why I invited you here."
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"I know that Brother Lou doesn't want to face Zhenjun Ruyi directly. To be honest, I am also a little worried about this person.
But there is another way we can block its path."
After Wen Wanyu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the mouth of the two peaks.
"As long as we block this place, how can the millions of people of the 'Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect' survive this natural danger?"
Lou Yuanheng's heart was slightly shaken, and he understood what Wen Wanyu meant.
This is to knock down the mountain peak and block the southbound route.
After pondering for a moment, Lou Yuanheng said:
"It's just that if this happens, other people who want to cross the border will not be able to do so. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."
In his heart, he was actually unwilling to participate in hindering the southward movement of the "Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect". He had a certain respect for this sect.
I came here this time because I was forced by others and had no choice.
I thought I would just find an excuse to get over it, but I didn’t expect that ‘Sunset Valley’ was actually preparing to face off against ‘Yi Qi Nan Sect’.
Wen Wanyu laughed and said:
"It doesn't matter, as long as they block the Qi Nan Sect for two months, after the weather turns cold, they will have no choice but to turn around and go back.
When the time comes, we will find a way to open this place."
At this point, Lou Yuanheng could no longer hold back.
In desperation, he had no choice but to ask: "What are you going to do, fellow Taoist Wen?"
Wen Wanyu said in a deep voice:
"I heard that your sect's [Mountain Splitting Earth] swordsmanship can seal off the earth's veins and specializes in breaking through the earth. I would like to ask Brother Lou to disconnect these two mountains from the earth's veins."
Lou Yuanheng squinted his eyes and observed the direction of the mountains for a while, shook his head and said:
"This mountain is majestic and majestic, and it is closely connected with the earth's veins and is integrated.
If you want to cut off the earth's veins, you can't do it within ten days and a half."
"I have also considered this, so why not see if it is feasible like this.
The three brothers and I have used their own [Sanyang Kaitai] method to shake the foundation of the earth's veins. How about the two brothers seize the opportunity and start?"
Lou Yuanheng's mind moved, this was a good and safe method.
Turning his head to look at Ding Shiqing, he saw him nodding slightly and said:
"Okay, just follow the Taoist friend's method."
At the same time, I felt a little strange in my heart.
I have never heard of such a deep hatred between ‘Sunset Valley’ and ‘Xiantian Yiqi Sect’. Why would Wen Wanyu mobilize so many troops?
Wen Wanyu was refreshed when he received Lou Yuanheng's affirmative reply.
Calling his junior brother Han Shichun, Lou Shenming flew up together, forming a triangle in the air and surrounding the mountains on the left side of the two peaks.
[Three Yang Kaitai] is a combined attack spell that gathers the power of the three Yangs of Shaoyang, Sun, and Yangming to manifest pure Yang, which can destroy gold and corrode iron, and it is the most overbearing.
The three of them shouted in unison, and three rays of orange, blazing white, and bright red light were ejected from their hands.
The magic power of Wen Wanyu and the others began to circulate, activating the power of the sun in the sky.
Endless heat suddenly enveloped the surrounding area for hundreds of miles, and circles of transparent ripples rose from the ground.
Plants dried up quickly, river water evaporated, and the earth cracked.
As the three people activated their magic power, overwhelming light penetrated into the mountain peak.
After a while, the mountain peak began to shake, and countless rocks fell from all over the mountain peak.
All the green on the mountain withered in a short period of time, and a large number of birds and animals fled from the mountain.
Lou Yuanheng's eyes flashed with sword marks, and he calculated the frequency of the earth's veins shaking in his mind.
The sword fan in his right hand has already been closed and held tightly in his hand.
Suddenly, the oscillation frequencies in various places on the mountain peak briefly resonated.
"Do it!"
With a sharp shout, the sword fan in his right hand was thrown high in the air.
"Wow——~"
The sword fan unfolds like a peacock spreading its tail.
Each of the seven swords burst out with dazzling light, and then the sword fans closed together and turned into a sword light hundreds of feet long, slashing towards the node on the mountainside.
【Open Mountain】
At the same time, Ding Shiqing slapped the sword box behind his back.
"Zheng——!"
A sword cry sounded, and a white light flew out from the sword box. It grew when it saw the wind, and turned into a hundred-foot-long cold light in the blink of an eye.
The winding dragon circled above Ding Shiqing's head, then rushed close to the ground towards the mountainside of the mountain.
【Cracked Ground】
Just because the resonance node of the mountain's earth veins was on the mountainside, the two of them stabbed there at the same time.
Two hundred-foot-long sword lights pierced both sides of the mountain peak almost simultaneously, one on the left and the other on the right.
"Boom--!"
"Boom--!"
"..."
The sky collapsed and the earth shattered with a loud noise.
Most of the mountainside of the mountain on the left was melted away by the sword light.
It's like the triangular gap created by two people cutting down a tree back and forth until they reach the end.
Wen Wanyu's eyes lit up and he burst into laughter.
He called on the two junior brothers to stand side by side on the left side of the mountain, and together they used all their magic power to push hard.
The power of the three yangs gathered together and turned into a pure white light that hit the left side of the mountain.
"Boom boom boom——!"
The mountain peak was pushed by a huge force, and the upper half of the mountain broke off from the mountainside, making an earth-shattering sound and falling towards the aisle between the two peaks.
The rocks disintegrated and huge boulders flew down like rain.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~!"
There was another tremor that shook the ground, and half of the mountain fell, completely blocking the 100-foot-wide passage.
As the mountain peak collapsed, a large amount of smoke and dust set off strong winds and spread outward, sending endless vibrations in all directions.
Wen Wanyu looked at the blocked corridor and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha~~! Zhenjun Ruyi, let me see how you can lead people through this mountain."
"Go back here obediently!"
"Hahaha~~! Hahaha~~!"
After saying that, Wen Wanyu laughed loudly again.
Lou Yuanheng stepped forward and cupped his hands:
"Friend Daoist Wen, since the matter has been settled, the two of us will take our leave.
We will meet again when we have the opportunity in the future.”
Wen Wanyu looked at the mountain on the right and thought that even if he cut it off, it would be meaningless.
I might have to clean it up myself in the future.
He cupped his hands and smiled:
"That's it, see you later!"
"Goodbye!"
After Lou Yuanheng and the others left, Wen Wanyu glanced at the two junior brothers.
"Let's leave here quickly. If Zhenjun Ruyi notices the movement and comes over, I can't help his anger."
After careful inspection at the entrance of the two peaks, it was confirmed that the passage was completely blocked, and not even an ant could crawl through.
Then he left with his two junior brothers with satisfaction.