Clouds of fire covered the sky, stretching as far as the eye could see... Hundreds of miles of land and more than a dozen cities, floating on the clouds of fire like boats on the sea, were dragged toward the south step by step by giant elephants standing tall on the sky.
The giant elephant doesn't walk very fast. He takes a step, pauses, then roars, and then takes another step.
With every step he took, the earth shook and the mountains shook, like a towering mountain that was slowly moving forward.
Every time the giant elephant roars, there is a roar in the fire cloud. With each roar, the wind is stirring. The fire cloud rolls like ocean waves, and underneath the fire cloud, towards the ground, there is a huge flag.
The long wind blows, making hunting noises.
The word "Chu" on the flag burned like a flame, revealing a stubbornness and unyieldingness from within. Along with the roar and howl, the desolate and heroic meaning overflowed like a tide.
Every once in a while, one of the fire clouds will branch off and fall to the ground, carrying those people who are willing to give up the stable life at hand and go to Nanping County to start over again, and send them up to the clouds and into those cities.
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At first, each group of people would be cheered by everyone, but gradually, the cheers became smaller and people's mood calmed down from the excitement.
But this silence does not mean that their enthusiasm has cooled down, but rather proves that they are more determined.
This proves that they are no longer just acting with enthusiasm, but are carefully considering what they will do in the future. And as long as they think about it for a moment, they will understand that the road ahead will be difficult, so from now on, they must retain
Every ounce of strength will be used where it will be useful in the future.
Inside the clouds invisible to mortals, many immortals are watching this scene. Most of them are silent, like statues.
The expressions of the people in Baidi Pavilion were no longer as horrified as when they first saw Wu Jie uprooting the city's land and turning it into fire clouds to carry them south. But their faces were still ugly, full of a helpless sense of loss and frustration.
, and there is a feeling of powerlessness seeping from their bones, making them feel that even something as simple as flying on the clouds seems extremely difficult.
"It turns out... we were always the ones who were wrong..." Headmaster Yan sighed in a low voice and shook his head slightly, "From the very beginning, we were very wrong.
"Yes, how could a person with such ability take such things as the leader of the righteous path and the leader of the Kyushu leader? The things that we regard as extremely precious have never been taken into consideration by him from the beginning."
Another elder Chang Bin sighed deeply, his eyes were very complicated.
He is He Ziming, the "Bibo Divine Sword". He is the leader of everyone who is suspicious and hostile to Wu Jie.
Facing their suspicion and hostility, Wu Jie did not defend himself, but used facts to prove to them that what they thought was too insignificant to Wu Jie and not worth mentioning at all.
You know that I am strong, and I also know that I am strong, but I want to tell you today that I am stronger than you think - I am not "strong", I am "the strongest"
As powerful as I am, there is no need to argue with you. There is no dispute between us at all, because we are fundamentally different.
Your doubts, your suspicions, your jealousies... all of these are too small, too small to hurt me, they just bore me in vain.
So, stop being so boring. My patience is limited.
Wu Jie was just roaring with the giant elephant, but behind the roar, behind this feat that shocked the entire world of Kyushu, was this declaration.
It was like an invulnerable warrior with steel and iron bones, watching an ignorant urchin hit himself with soft little fists, and while beating him, he muttered words such as "If I beat you, I will be the best in the world."
Besides smiling helplessly, what else could he do?
But...if this naughty boy had a knife in his hand, then he would not be greeted by a warrior's wry smile, but by a thunderous iron fist.
That will be the end of someone or a group of people
"Perhaps in his eyes, we are just a bunch of ridiculous clowns, right?" An old man who always boasted of being brave said in a low voice, "It's like a magical bird flying through the sky, watching a group of crows on the ground heading toward him.
They screamed, worried that they would go down and snatch the dead rats rotting in their mouths..."
This is a famous story, said to be written by the teacher of the Holy Emperor Li Xin: There is such a magical bird in the world. It spreads its wings like dark clouds covering the sky. When it sings, the sky and the earth will shake. When it flies, there will be strong winds.
It can sweep across Kyushu. It uses strong wind and thunder
The bird is food and lives in the sea of fire in the south. It is as proud and noble as the sun and the moon. But when it flies through the sky, the crows on the ground can't help but scream at it because they are afraid of the big bird rushing down.
, snatching away the rotten rat in their mouths.
It is said that when Li Xin persuaded all the tribes to give up fighting and bring unity to the earth, some people questioned whether he wanted to use this great cause that was like the creation of the world to practice some evil skills. At that time, Li Xin shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then said
This story.
This story is widely circulated in the land of Kyushu. Many people who think they are noble like to compare themselves to the divine bird, but it is just bragging after all. But today... the elders of Baidi Pavilion really felt it.
The difference between "magic bird" and "crow".
Sadly, they, who have always thought themselves noble and great, play the role of crows this time...
Among the disciples, those who besieged Lin Xiao and Qiao Feng all looked pale. The most miserable among them was He Zhong, who had humiliated Lin Lushan that day. He was already injured, and with the fear in his heart, he was almost stunned.
Can't drive anymore.
If Shen Yue and Lin Ye hadn't supported him in time, he would have fallen from the sky, setting a precedent for the Flying Immortal to fall to his death while practicing the Gang.
"Junior Brother He... I know that you have always refused to accept the punishment imposed on you by the Master. Have you accepted it now?" Lin Ye asked in a low voice.
He Zhong's body was shaking like a sieve. Not to mention using his spiritual thoughts to answer, even breathing became very difficult.
Wu Jie's strong momentum has psychologically defeated him. Even though he is a warrior who is not afraid of death when he sees Tongyou, his defense has completely collapsed at this moment, and he is no different from a deserter who breaks away crying on the battlefield.
"Don't worry, if he really wanted to argue with you, you would have been dead long ago." Shen Yue patted his shoulder and said sincerely, "But, junior brother, we cannot regard the restraint of the strong as weakness."
It’s so deceiving”
"The dragon will not be interested in the muddy puddles of loaches, and the sacred birds will not be angry because of the cries of crows. It is not because they are timid or stupid, but because they are disdainful or unwilling to lower their standards to compete with loaches or crows.
Argument. But if the loach or crow really angers it
, the end is obvious." Master Yuxuan of Yulong Sect said to his two disciples, "Look, the dragon is roaring, the sacred bird is singing, the sky is shaking, and the earth is trembling. Those despicable people
The expression on the face of the person who is speculating and scheming against him must be very interesting at this moment.
"Good, good, good!" In the light of the Buddha, Master Mingkong, the leader of Buddhism today, clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice. In addition to being happy, there was also a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"It turns out that he has already entered such a realm. If he really turns against Baidi Pavilion and takes action... he will move mountains and smash them over. I'm afraid Baidi Pavilion will be smashed down from the sky by him." Master Dukong shook his head and sighed.
He said, "What are those people arguing about? They are not on the same level at all.
"Master Jiankong's death is a bit unjust." Monk Wuyuan, who was born in Taihua Zen Temple, twirled the beads with his fingers and sighed deeply, "The things he was worried about did not exist from the beginning."
"How can we mortals understand his realm?" Monk Bujue, who has been perfecting the formation in Chang'an City for these years, advised, "Master Jiankong's choice was not wrong. Maybe what he did was unnecessary.
But his consciousness of sacrificing his life for the sake of the common people deserves our admiration."
"Hey, this Wu Jie is so..." Monk Tianlong touched his bald head and found that he didn't know what to say. He had to pick up the wine gourd and take a sip, muttering, "Sajia obviously practices very hard and attentively, but why do you follow him?"
The gap between us is getting wider and wider? I used to follow him, then I had to look up to him, and now I can no longer even look up to him..."
"I remember when Wu Jie returned from participating in the Three Religions Act for the first time, some people said that he was the reincarnation of Patriarch Taixu, and that he might be the banner of our righteous path after the Abandoned Sword Disciple." Master Shaoguang looked at Huoyun Nan slowly.
Go, his eyes full of relief and joy, "At that time, my senior brother and I both felt that this statement was a bit exaggerated. In fact, how powerful the Sword Abandoner is, even if Grandmaster Taixu is resurrected, he will definitely not be his opponent."
"But in fact, Wu Jie is indeed a figure at the level of the Abandoned Sword Disciple," Changsun Wu laughed and scolded, "What kind of reincarnation of Taixu is this boy? Even if Uncle Taixu can successfully overcome the tribulation, it is impossible for him to have such ability."
"Well, the most famous battle of the Abandoned Swordsman was when he slashed the mountain gate with his sword and destroyed the Ghost Sect." Master Dan Feng said, "Of course Wu Jie is not capable of slashing the mountain gate with his sword, but he can lift several mountains and smash them over.
One by one... pressing other people's mountain gates directly into the ground will actually have the same effect."
"Uncle Sanyun, you are well-read, have you ever seen such a scene from ancient times to the present?" Le Shi, who loves studying history, flew to San Yunzi with sword light and asked in a low voice, "The story of the Holy Emperor Era
In it, it was said that there were giant spirit generals under the Holy Emperor, who moved mountains and conquered mountains, established the layout of the Nine Provinces for him, and divided the Qinchuan of eight hundred miles... Is that probably the scene in front of you?"
"Such a scene has never appeared in mythology." San Yunzi had been checking the information after Wu Jie proposed this plan, and he already had a good idea.
However, the final result he found made him even more emotional and amazed.
"In the era of the Holy Emperor, there were indeed divine generals who moved mountains. But even for the giant spirit generals who were upright in the sky, the time it took to move mountains was measured in years." He sighed, "Look, it's only half a year.
In a matter of months, Wu Jie has walked from Dongshan County to Zhaoyang County. At this rate, he will be able to complete this great migration in another month at most."
"He...has transcended mythology"
Wu Jie didn't know what the immortals said about him. He had entered a very mysterious state at this moment. All his energy and spirit were clearly gathered, almost pushing his strength to the extreme, but his spirit was very calm and soothing.
, you can even be distracted to think about many things and do many things, as if it is not difficult at all.
The power of Fire Buddhism flows turbulently in the fire cloud he transformed, just like the Yangtze River rushing endlessly. As it flows, it grows, and the speed of growth is so clear that it can be noticed bit by bit.
Wu Jie originally thought that he had almost reached the late stage of Yuan Condensation. If he improved his cultivation and became more powerful, he would be able to form elixirs and reach the peak of Yuan Condensation. But it was not until today that he realized that he was completely wrong.
After setting off from Dongshan County, his power has continued to grow, and it has continued to grow. From then to now, his power has probably increased by two or three times, but he still has not reached the peak of the realm of condensation.
The surging power is still growing, but there is no intention of forming a pill seed.
"What's going on?" he asked confused.
"How can it be so simple to cultivate a technique that can lead to immortality?" Jasmine said with a smile. "The most advanced techniques in our sect back then required absorbing a large amount of life force or devouring a lot of heavenly materials and earth materials to achieve the golden elixir.
Treasure, or obtain incredible treasures such as innate essence... If you can't get those, you will have to spend a lot of time to accumulate enough power to achieve the golden elixir. It seems that this Fire Ministry Zhengfa is at the same level.
Woolen cloth"
"Ah? Is it so powerful?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect that... just in the lower realm, there is a method that can not only cultivate immortality, but even go a step further..." Jasmine praised sincerely, "Master, you are indeed blessed with good luck and good fortune."
"So... now you still suggest that I change the path of the Supreme God Lord back then?"
"No, no, the exercises you left me back then, the one that can directly lead to immortality, were specifically for rabbits, and the rest...are really incomparable with this Fire Department Dharma. Haha, I am not specialized in the right way after all.
The technique was misunderstood at the beginning."
"I'm very interested in those exercises," Du Xin said.
"According to legend, your Great Light Cult also cooperated with the God of Fighting back then. Didn't you get some legacy?" Jasmine looked at her with disdain, "I don't believe that the God of Fighting didn't leave anything behind. You just need to put those things away."
Wouldn't it be better to get it and learn everything than to ask me for advice?"
"...This area in the memory is blank..."
"You are such a useless piece of wood, you will be of no use at all when the time comes."
"Good-for-nothing" Du Xin was silent, hugging her knees and sitting next to the sacred spring, and began to think hard.
The fire cloud gradually moved southward, slowly approaching Changning City.
Everyone in Changning City can see the raging fire clouds, the giant elephant standing tall on the sky, and even the floating flag with the word "Chu"
For a time, countless people were wailing inside and outside the city. Their cries were so loud that it made all the immortals from the Chu Kingdom feel sad. Even the immortals from other countries could not help but feel sad and sad at the scene.
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Among the Qingyang spectators, a sword light suddenly flew out, landed in Changning City, and turned into the figure of Xiong Jiong.
He suddenly changed, his Taoist robes were replaced by brocade robes and jade belts, and he no longer looked elegant and elegant.
"I am Xiong Jiong, the third prince of the Chu Kingdom in the past and the younger brother of the late emperor." His voice echoed over Changning City, echoing in the ears of those who were willing or unwilling to hear his words, "I escaped from myself
It is my duty as a royal family to go into the mountains and practice Taoism, hoping to live forever. But I figured out, so what if I live forever? I am willing to spend the rest of my life in the human world, assisting my nephew in rebuilding the country in Nanping County."
"I know you have paid so much for this country. I can see the green blood floating in Changning City, and I can hear the unyielding shouts of those heroic souls. I feel sorry for not standing here, fighting with you, and
They bleed together and feel ashamed.”
"But I still have to be shameless and make one last request to you. If you are willing to trust us one last time and fight with us again, please go south with me to Nanping County."
"Our country will only have one county left. The days ahead will be very difficult, but I can guarantee that from today on, there will no longer be men in the Xiong family who evade responsibility. You laugh, we are with you
Laugh; you are sad, and we are sad with you. We share weal and woe, and we will never be separated in life or death."
Before he finished speaking, a dark wind blew up from all over Changning City, and countless roars and shouts merged into one, turning into heroic souls with mutilated bodies, and lined up in front of him.
Standing at the forefront of these heroic souls is his elder brother, the late emperor of the Chu Kingdom who died along with this country.
The faceless hero was wearing a torn dragon robe. He held up a torn jade seal with only fragments left in his hands. He first bowed twice to the heaven and earth, then bowed in the direction of the imperial mausoleum and the Ancestral Temple, and then handed it to his hand.
superior.
Amidst the gloomy wind and crying, Xiong Jiong, whose face was pale because of his self-destruction of cultivation, raised the remains of the jade seal, bowed deeply to Changning City, then turned around and walked towards Huoyun slowly and somewhat staggeringly.
Doors that had been closed due to fear of war and raids were opened, and countless residents poured out like a tide, rushing over and following behind him.
Among this group of people, there was the nephew of the Minister of Rites who jumped from the city wall and committed suicide after shouting "no surrender" when the Chu Kingdom had surrendered; there was the Nanhua Sword who was surrounded by a large number of masters from the west and died in a hard fight.
The grandson of the leader of the faction; there are also orphans adopted by the Sword Princess who died silently in the palace during her lifetime.
When the crowd walked away like a long queue, the ground of the palace suddenly shook, and a large leafless tree rose slowly and flew towards the fire cloud.
Those with sharp eyes saw a small green dragon meandering among the big trees.
That is the treasure that has been hidden deep under the palace of the Chu Kingdom for all these years. It is something that the Han Kingdom has always wanted but failed to get. It is the biggest secret that the two generations of sword holders have kept with their lives.
