The four of them followed the flow of people and came to an area with obvious energy fluctuations. There were several faint afterimages wandering in it, and there was a fog lingering in a slightly deeper place, making it difficult to see the appearance.
"What a strong murderous aura."
Standing in this battlefield, it seems like you can feel how brutal the battle was between the two sides fighting each other here a hundred years ago.
War is often very cruel, killing and being killed. You can't predict what will happen in the next second, and whose son or father is participating in the war.
But war is unavoidable, because it is not something that depends on your will.
"It's a bit pitiful." Li Xintian seemed to feel something, and across the formation barrier of the ancient battlefield, his face showed some sadness, "Are these the souls of those who died in the battle?"
A lot of soldiers had already entered it, and immediately the nearest fighting spirits rushed up to fight with them.
But when the four of them entered the barrier, an ugly fighting spirit with white bones on his face immediately rushed toward Li Xintian.
Li Xintian waved his hand, and a line of ground stabs appeared under the feet of the fighting spirit. The majestic internal energy knocked away the weapon in the fighting spirit's hand. However, there was no blood flowing out of the fighting spirit's body, but the energy was dissipated and the body faded.
A lot.
"They are so scary, do you still pity them?" Yi Xifeng asked Li Xintian.
Li Xintian seemed a little frightened, "I'm not pitiful anymore."
The current fighting souls are no longer the warriors they were back then, but are dead souls that have only a simple desire to kill after a long period of time. I don’t know why, but they are able to exist in this state. Their bodies are similar.
The energy body, which is the same as the true essence of heaven and earth, does not have a physical body, but the weapon in his hand is physical, so it was knocked down by Li Xintian just now.
The surrounding soldiers have found their own dead souls to fight with each other. The weapons of the soldiers collided with the weapons of the fighting souls, one move after another, coming and going.
"It seems that this is how they use their fighting spirits to hone themselves." Yi Xifeng said.
Li Sansi on the side looked a little obsessed and seemed to want to try it.
However, Li Xintian and Zhong Lingxi didn't seem to want to look at the ugly and scary faces of those fighting spirits, and their beautiful faces were full of resistance.
"Do we really want to fight these war spirits?" Zhong Lingxi asked.
"These fighting spirits are too weak for us, and I'm afraid they will have no effect on improving our strength, but they are suitable for Li Sansi, so I want to take a walk inside."
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Far Eastern Kingdom, the farthest east, Longxiang City.
This is a run-down street, a poor man's street.
The man walked to an oxcart, waved his whip, and drove the old oxen around. The cart was pulling hay and firewood.
We walked for a long time, selling firewood and hay on the car along the way, but no one bought them.
Until finally, we walked to the bustling streets, which were completely different from the dilapidated streets just now. This place was magnificent and the bluestone brick roads were neat and clean.
At the door of a large family, a man dressed as a butler bought these firewood.
"Uncle, we really can't go any lower. My family will not be able to survive this winter."
"Humph, get out of here, some people are selling it and you're not satisfied with it." The housekeeper scolded the man angrily, turned around and snickered, and made a little more money.
The man shook his head helplessly and walked back, passing through the bustling streets and back to the dilapidated streets. He felt depressed. He didn't know if he could earn enough money to buy food before the winter came.
"God so loves the world that He gives people food as long as they believe in Him."
These are members of the Red Flower Club who have appeared frequently in this area recently. In the past, men were not interested, but today, he wanted to take a look at this Red Flower Club.
Men often hear this name recently. In the past, he didn't want to get close to these things and just wanted to make money honestly. But today he wants to take a look because it is said that you can get food by attending parties.
After attending the party, the man returned home excitedly with a bag of food. The Red Flower Club was really good.
Three days later, in a slightly dilapidated tavern, a man was drinking.
It was already a bit cold autumn, and the man was still wearing a slightly thin short shirt with a patch on it.
What I drank was the cheapest muddy wine, which was strong but tasted a bit sour.
After the customer finished drinking the wine, he thanked the shopkeeper. Their eyes met, and they both turned to see no one around. They both made the same movements, tapping their fingers on their forehead, chest, left shoulder, and right shoulder.
Draw a cross.
After the tavern owner saw it, he also drew a cross on his chest.
"The east is full of flowers." The guest said softly.
"The flowers are all over the East." the hotel owner responded.
After the man left the old tavern, he pulled his bullock cart to sell firewood as usual. This time he was made things difficult by another butler.
This time the man didn't speak, he just looked coldly, as if there was something hidden in his eyes.
The man once again came to the mission room of the Red Flower Society. On the stage, the members of the Red Flower Society wearing big robes led the prayers and the prayers they recited were completely different.
"The Far Eastern Kingdom is like the cold climate, pressing down on everyone, making them breathless."
"We are all brothers and sisters. Only we understand ourselves and the suffering we suffer."
"He worked hard to cut firewood and sell it, but the money he earned couldn't even buy food for the winter."
"But the rich people who buy his firewood are only willing to pay a very small amount of money to buy his firewood, lowering the price to a pitiful amount. This simply does not give the common people a way to survive."
"God loves the world, and those who believe in him will go to the Holy Land after death. But God will not guide those rich people who have no good intentions, and God hates them, so God sent the Red Flower Society to the Far East Kingdom in order to let
The people of the Red Flower Society get the right guidance and do the right things."
"And what we have to do is the right thing. What we have to lead the people, what we really have to do, is to lead the people out of the severe cold of winter and move towards a world full of flowers."
"Flowers are all over the East!"
Under the huge robe, after the person leading the prayer said these words, the audience immediately responded enthusiastically.
"Flowers are everywhere in the East, flowers are everywhere in the East!"
"Flowers are all over the East!"
After the party dispersed, no food was distributed this time, but people no longer cared about this.
The person on the stage who led everyone in prayer went into the back room, took off the robe that covered his body, and respectfully paid homage to the person.
"Bishop, everything is going according to your plan."
"Very good. As long as we incite enough people's emotions and let them follow the guidance and do what we want them to do, our big plan will truly come true."