Chapter 192 The spirit of war is immortal, the bones of war are unyielding
"Fighting Spirit!"
"Your element is the 'stele'... one of the original elements of heaven and earth."
"Whether it is a 'Tripod', a 'Gua', or a 'Flag'. These elements can represent the fundamental soul of all races... For example, the faith represented by the 'Tripod', and the respect for the sky represented by the 'Gua'
, the flag represents the face of a clan. And the 'stele' is to record it."
"Some 'steles' record the journey of the common people, both bitter and sweet. Some 'steles' record the great achievements of saints. Some 'steles' record the catastrophes of the common people... And your 'stele' is not named
Monument of regret, remembering the soul of the warrior."
"The blood of war will be extinguished forever, the spirit of war will be immortal, and the bones of war will be unyielding... To protect the home and the country, fight for it. A man's bloody nature will fight for it. A beauty will fight for it when he is angry. All the people and all races want to be strong,
Must rise from the war of blood and fire."
As Hong Duanya spoke, his eyes seemed to be filled with hundreds of millions of battles between all races. The scenes of blood and fire made people's blood boil. The torrential rain of blood and the broken limbs all over the mountains and plains also made people lament the cruelty of war.
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"And your Monument of No Regrets can absorb the souls of the battlefield... In other words, as long as someone worships you as a soldier in the war, the more passionate you are, the more battle souls you will get. The more people who worship you, the more your souls will be."
The fighting spirit is also larger."
"This war, even if the Qinggu Kingdom is destroyed, is still a small fight. You are holding a heavy weapon from heaven and earth, which is a blessing and a curse at the same time. To complete the evolution of your Monument of No Regrets, you need to absorb a hundred times more souls than others...
... Just like the broken inverse blood wheel, the soul is enough for its evolution, but it is not enough for your no regrets to be stuck in your teeth, do you understand?"
Hong Duanya shook his head.
"Well, it's quite stressful."
Zhao Chu scratched his head.
Let soldiers worship him?
Doesn't this force him to become a military god?
His goal is to travel across the world, come and go without a trace, and be at ease.
Commanding the three armies is completely different from my own ideals and has nothing to do with it.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there are many ways for soldiers to worship you... No matter what your identity is, if you save the lives of soldiers or help them win on the battlefield, you will gain worship.
"In the northern realm where you are, there are only less than twenty foundations. Their weapons are all low-level weapons, while yours are heavy weapons that surpass high-level heaven and earth weapons. Your pressure can't be
Just imagine it.”
"Fortunately, you are lucky enough to have the Yuan Weapon in the Qi Refining Realm. Some monks get the Yuan Weapon in the late stage of the Golden Elixir. Unfortunately, their lifespan is about to end. They did not evolve the Yuan Weapon until they sat down, and finally died with hatred.
...Getting the Yuan Qi one day earlier is a great opportunity."
Even though Hong Duanya said this, he was still very worried about Zhao Chu.
Soldiers are full of passion and enthusiasm, but without great achievements, it is difficult for these tigers and wolves who draw their swords at the slightest disagreement to truly admire them.
This was a test for Zhao Chu.
"It turns out that there are so many difficulties in becoming a Nascent Soul."
Hearing this, Zhao Chu was also speechless for a while.
A piece of Yuan Weapon has kept Mo Yihan with ulterior motives for 200 years. After possessing the Yuan Weapon, he has to race against time to absorb the soul. However, this soul is useless through hard training, and everything depends on chance.
"If you are poor, you can only benefit yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world."
"This is the way of heaven, and it is also destiny... Under the Nascent Soul, everyone is just an ant, they just need to fill their stomachs. In the realm of the Nascent Soul, you begin to spy on the secrets of heaven. You have the power to destroy the world, and at the same time you have to take on the responsibility of supporting the common people.
responsibility.”
"All living beings suffer, and no one can truly be free. This Yuan Qi is a way for heaven to imprison the strong. If you want to evade responsibility, you will not be able to obtain your soul, and you will always be a speck of dust among all living beings."
Hong Duanya sighed for a while, not knowing what he was sighing for.
"That's wrong. Some weapons have killing as their soul. Is this also supporting the common people?"
Zhao Chu frowned.
He understands being admired by soldiers.
It is understandable to uphold the righteousness of Haoran and be fair to the world.
It is not bad to establish the foundation with faith, and then the spirit will come naturally.
But starting a bloody storm, isn't it an act of evil?
"Zhao Chu, you are as small as an ant now, and you cannot see things from the perspective of heaven... Let me ask you, you have a piece of land at home with grass, and you can graze cattle and sheep... Suddenly one day, there are too many cattle and sheep.
, there is not enough grass to eat, what will you do?"
"Of course we need to kill a few cows for meat first, and then think of ways to expand the turf."
Zhao Chu smiled.
"So, the sky needs butchers and farmers... From the perspective of cattle and sheep, you are guilty of the most evil. But from the perspective of grass, cattle and sheep are the most evil... There is no right or wrong. Under this sky, you
I can only struggle hard."
"I'm afraid that a kind-hearted farmer will be given a butcher's knife as a vital weapon by heaven. I'm also afraid of a butcher, being given mercy and burning incense. These two situations can easily make people go crazy. How many golden elixirs just fall in front of the Nascent Soul.
Just take one step and take care of yourself."
After Hong Duanya finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Chu's elemental weapon again.
"This really means that all living beings are suffering."
Hearing this, Zhao Chu smiled bitterly.
It would be crazy if a monk who fasted and chanted Buddha's name was allowed to massacre 100,000 people.
"By the way, your elemental weapon is a powerful weapon of heaven and earth. It is a super-level elemental weapon. Under certain conditions, it can suppress other elemental weapons... Of course, these conditions are very harsh and you can easily be backlashed. For example,
If you have the Nascent Soul Realm to help suppress this inverse blood wheel in front of you, you can use the Monument of No Regrets to completely purify the blood patterns inside and restore it to the original Haoran Justice Wheel."
After Hong Duanya said one sentence, he disappeared directly.
What needs to be explained has been explained.
"It's just nonsense... There are several Nascent Soul realms in the entire Northern Realm."
Zhao Chu scratched his head.
After solving the doubts about Buhui Monument, he could face everything that comes next with peace of mind.
Soldiers worship!
Zhao Chu frowned and thought, this is a big challenge.
…
Boom!
The outside world only passed for a second or two. Zhao Chu had just come back to his senses, and the sky was filled with hoarse shouts.
"Hey, is that the spirit?"
Then, Zhao Chu looked up.
From the shouts of the disciples of the eight major sects, he actually saw some dust-like light spots, and then those light spots rushed towards him, and then directly entered the Dantian and was integrated into the Monument of No Regrets.
Although he was small and pitiful, Zhao Chu deeply felt the emotion of not regretting the monument.
"I destroyed the Jinji Imperial Court's formation and inspired the three armies. They thought I was very capable, so they had feelings of admiration... These emotions are the spirit of war, absorbed by the Monument of No Regrets. That's it."
Zhao Chu's pupils moved and he nodded slightly.
It doesn't have to be to fight in person, there are many ways for soldiers to worship you.
But... this spirit is probably too little.
Zhao Chu roughly estimated that if the Monument of No Regrets requires the soul of an ocean, the current bit cannot even be condensed into a complete drop of water.
…
Boom!
The deafening smoke finally slowly fell.
Everyone looked at the spot nervously.
pity.
Although the people in the Jinji Imperial Court were in shock within the formation, the defensive formation did not disappoint them. Except for the light curtain being a little dim, they were unscathed.
Stunned!
Everyone froze in place, breathing hard.
Each talisman is equivalent to a blow from the ninth level of Qi Refining. There are more than 10,000 talismans, which is comparable to the simultaneous bombardment of hundreds of foundations. Still nothing can be done.
Simply ridiculous!
"Why!"
In the light curtain, Jing Qingsu sighed heavily. Since he was already at odds with the Jinji Imperial Court, if he could not break the broken formation, it would be a huge blow to the morale of the Qinggu Kingdom.
As expected, the disciples of the eight major sects were all a little downcast.
"Haha, they are indeed a bunch of rubbish. Are the entire Qinggu Kingdom all pigs? Trash!"
The Jinji Imperial Court envoy wiped the cold sweat off his face and laughed hysterically, with an extremely sharp smile, like nails digging into ceramics, which was horrifying.
It was so scary. At that moment, the messenger had already prepared to die... More than 10,000 detonating symbols exploded above his head, so close that his heart almost broke.
The two hopeless spies beside him were actually frightened to death and fainted.
Fortunately, this absolute defense is indeed absolute.
At this moment, the people in the Jinji Imperial Court were even more unscrupulous, madly despising the Qinggu Kingdom, cursing and ridiculing the entire coalition of eight factions.
The Shenwei Imperial Court on the side was even worse.
For a time, both the elders and ordinary disciples looked depressed.
It's so suffocating.
So many people can do nothing to a turtle shell. It is too incompetent not to blame others for insulting him.
Within the imperial court.
Qing Xuanyun also had an angry look on his face. This was like slapping Qing Guguo in the face, and he kept slapping him back and forth.
"Brother!"
Huang Lingling grabbed Zhao Chu's arm and shook her head gently.
Everything started because of herself, she couldn't let Zhao Chu continue to be angry, there was no point at all.
"Sure enough, when morale was low, everyone was questioning my ability, and their worship of me was weakened a lot...most of the spirits in the air disappeared in an instant!"
Zhao Chu lowered his head in silence, frowning in thought. The cool wind blew the hair on his forehead, making this face have an indescribable charm, like a black hole.
Not only Huang Lingling, but also countless women present were immediately fascinated.
Even the experienced slut in the Jinji Imperial Court had eyes shining with moisture.
She was yes really wet.
Compared to Bai Zhuoyue, Zhao Chu's handsomeness could easily overwhelm the former by a hundred streets.
"Old Wangtou!"
Suddenly, Zhao Chu turned his head and looked at Wang Junchen.
"What, third brother!"
Wang Junchen frowned, also thinking about how to break the formation, and raised his head after hearing this.
He has white hair and white eyebrows, and is also a beautiful sight. Unfortunately, standing next to Zhao Chu, although his features are outstanding, he always lacks a trace of enchanting handsomeness.
"Can we get some evil monster corpses?"
Zhao Chu asked.
"Is it...ok, this is simple!"
Hearing this, Wang Junchen's white eyes lit up, and he instantly thought of the demon talisman that Zhao Chu used to kill everyone in Wuhui City.
yes!
At this moment, the fight between the two realms of demons and humans begins, and the ground is filled with corpses of vicious monsters. Zhao Chu needs intact corpses, so he can just pick the ones that are not broken into pieces.
Say it!
Wang Junchen led hundreds of disciples and plunged into the previous battlefield. There, the first battle had just ended, and the ground was covered with corpses everywhere.
There are human beings and ferocious monsters.
Seeing the Qinggu Kingdom's eight sect alliances in chaos, they broke into the pile of ferocious monsters like headless flies and dug up the corpses. The envoy, wearing a golden sword, was sitting on a chair with a deep sneer on his face.
"Have you ever heard of the [Skin Bag Thousand Machines Talisman]?"
Zhao Chu shook his head and just sat there in a cross-legged posture outside the formation. Bai Zhuoye on the side looked at him and immediately took out a bunch of juicy grapes from his storage bag.
Huang Lingling squatted next to Zhao Chu, gently peeled the grape skins, and fed them to Zhao Chu.