Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth storm wrinkle
"Fairy Miaoyue, the opening of the six peaks of Lushan Mountain is the official business." Zhao Haoran stood in the sky with a light cloud, his white undershirt fluttering in the wind, his aura of righteousness behind him like white clouds.
"The three of us are all great spiritual monks in the human world, how can we watch the East China Sea monsters kill innocent people indiscriminately?" Lu Zixu, a hater of Sanren, with a dark purple complexion, holding a long sword, said coldly. His eyes followed.
The sounds of killing below gradually turned blood red, like a bloodthirsty killing god.
Ao Bai, the old dragon king of the East China Sea, was furious, "Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Na Luo Guiyi, the three of you, killed my third prince that day, the account has not been settled yet! Today, since you walked out
Haoran Peak, I will have another reckoning with you!" Immediately, he stretched out a pair of fleshy palms and slapped them towards Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu.
The dragon clan has rough skin and thick flesh, and Ao Bai has lived for nearly a thousand years, and his spiritual power is far superior to that of ordinary human monks of the same level. At this moment, he saw that he was not far away from Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu, so he used a set of golden dragons to go out to sea.
palm technique, essential
Fight in close combat with these two people. He is the only five-clawed golden dragon in the East China Sea today. His dragon claws are sharp and hard, comparable to ordinary swords and weapons. At this moment, waving his palms, it is like ten powerful weapons, shining with golden light.
's attack.
Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu both snorted coldly and drew their swords at the same time. Then they saw that Zhao Haoran's sword rolled up a thousand layers of righteousness and blocked Ao Bai's palm. The righteousness was like a cloud, seemingly
Nothingness, but extremely strong. One of Ao Bai's palms hit it, and it only sank half an inch into it.
He was shocked back. On the other side, Lu Zixu's body and the sword merged, turning into a bloody light, passing through the protective golden light of Ao Bai's other palm, and actually stabbed directly into his palm. Ao Bai moved his wrist and retracted his five claws.
One space away, the bloody light flew upwards diagonally, made a whining sound, and swooped down again.
Lu Miaoying took action. She raised her hand and danced, and countless stars' lights came down, forming a bright light curtain between Ao Bai, Zhao Haoran, and Lu Zixu.
"You all want to go to heaven and beyond. There is no need to fight over the mere battles in this world." Lu Miaoying said wonderfully in the light of the infinite stars.
The three of them had just exchanged blows, and Lu Miaoying could see it clearly. At this moment, wars were raging in the world, and the sound of killings was everywhere. Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu, one continuously absorbed the awe-inspiring righteousness of the human race in the world when it was in danger, and the other continuously absorbed the righteousness of the human race in the world.
The murderous spirit on the battlefield; and those ghosts who died in battle,
It can also be used by the black dragon envoy Wen Tianxiang. In this way, even if he joins the current battle and joins forces with Ao Bai, it will be very difficult to defeat these three people. Of course, he can also find help, but the matter involves Xing Yunzhu
, there is another secret that Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai cannot let other true spirit monks get involved in.
The starlight screen led by Lu Miaoying had a vast aura, and there seemed to be endless mysteries hidden in the sparkles. Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu stood in the void, with expressions of surprise on their faces. When Lu Miaoying said this, Zhao Haoran,
With a wave of his hand, he put away the long sword, with a gentle look on his face, and said calmly,
"What Fairy Miao Yue said deeply resonates with my heart." Then, he turned sideways and said to the angry Ao Bai, "Previously, we and other three brothers were blind and offended the third prince. But there is an injustice and a debt, and East China Sea has its own owner.
Why does the Dragon Palace poison the world so much? One day, we will end it in the sea of clouds in Mount Lu."
On that day, Ao Bai led the Dragon Palace Protector of the East China Sea, Biyou Palace, Haiku Temple and other masters to attack Haoran Peak, looking for Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu and Luo Guiyi to avenge the third prince. Zhao Haoran and others had no idea.
The power of parrying, if Ma Linghua had not already obtained the induction with Chimingshu, he could slightly dispel it.
If they move, the three of them cannot escape death. But today is different from the past. Now Zhao Haoran and others not only have spiritual integration with the Chiming Book, but also the authentic Confucian Haoran righteousness in their bodies has grown from scratch.
A lot. What Zhao Haoran said at this moment was said openly and without any fear.
Ao Bai became even more angry. His two golden dragon claws swelled like halberds, and the two dragon horns on his head trembled slightly, causing bursts of thunder in the air.
The sound of the killing below became louder and denser, one wave higher than the other, rushing straight into the sky. The fire and the blood were red through the ground and the sky, red; there were countless evil spirits and ghosts, roaring endlessly.
He was at a loss, crying and laughing. It was like dusk and night falling at the same time.
Zhao Haoran, the clouds are still light and the wind is gentle, and the white auspicious clouds condensed with awe-inspiring righteousness behind him are like mountains and seas, but like a humble gentleman, there, he is smiling solemnly. Lu Zixu, his eyes are closed tightly, his expression seems to be very painful, and his whole body is immersed in blood.
In the fog, the black dragon envoy Wen Tianxiang has disappeared. Where he is, there are gusts of wind, and in the middle of the darkness, a black shadow is wriggling like a fetus.
Lu Miaoying, her face darkened, holding a bowl of emerald green, which was the Xingyun Bamboo, and said in a cold voice, "These auras of righteousness and gloomy ghosts below are used to open Haoran Peak and Rakshasa Peak. You guys, what else?
Listen to my kind words and advice, and lead me to fight with you and fellow Daoist Ao!?"
"Fairy Miaoyue, it's not that we are ignoring the overall situation, it's that Fellow Daoist Ao refuses to give up today." Zhao Haoran said.
Lu Miaoying turned around and said to Ao Bai, "Fellow Daoist Ao, if you want to take revenge, it won't be too late to go to heaven."
"Fellow Daoist Ao, Haoran Peak and Rakshasa Peak are about to open. This is destiny. Do you want to go against heaven, fellow Taoist? When your Yin Gang Peak opens, we will naturally not block it.'
Ao Bai slowly calmed down and said in a rough voice, "Today, for the sake of Fairy Miao Yue, I will not care about you. However, we real monks cannot interfere with how the people below behave.
of."
Zhao Haoran fell silent, seeming to be secretly discussing with Lu Zixu and Wen Tianxiang.
"Ao Bai," Wen Tianxiang's figure emerged from the darkness, his voice accompanied by the dark wind, "You have six thousand transformed monks from the East China Sea, how can you fight this battle? Do you want to slaughter all the human race?!"
Ao Bai raised his head and laughed loudly, but his voice was an exciting dragon roar.
Lu Miaoying glanced down and said calmly, "The reason why all the transformed monks from the East China Sea came out is to kill Zhu Yuanzhang. You must also know the reason. This is a disaster. We, the true spirit monks, don't need to intervene. We only need to
Just abide by the agreement and wait and see what happens."
Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Wen Tianxiang fell silent again. Zhu Yuanzhang has gained most of the dragon energy and has the faith of the human race. This is the hope of the human race to abandon ignorance. What if the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea kills Zhu Yuanzhang and takes over the world?
If the human race had to use the dragon as its totem, would it be difficult to have a chance to live up to expectations?
The wind suddenly rose, and it was extremely cold, as if blowing from the netherworld. A very faint blackness turned into strands, floating strangely towards Lu Miaoying. Lu Miaoying casually held the Xingyun Bamboo in a sword flower, a square inch
In between, the stars appear.
The wisps of black energy immediately retreated into the black womb in the deepest darkness. Suddenly, countless screams, screams, and curses rang out from the black womb.
But then it fell into silence, like death.
Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu's expressions changed drastically.
Lu Miaoying's figure also became hazy in the starlight.
Ao Bai sneered silently from the side.
After a moment, Zhao Haoran took a step forward, raised his hands to Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai, and said, "The fate of the human race cannot be ruined in our hands like this. Otherwise, Fairy Linghua and the Confucian sects of Tianwaitian will not
Easy to explain. The two fellow Taoists are so aggressive that we have no choice but to sacrifice our lives to accompany you."
At this moment, it was getting dark. Below, the various brilliance and bright torches emitted by the monks' hands made Qufu look like daylight for hundreds of miles.
Lu Miaoying suddenly spoke in the swirling starlight and said, "How about half of the six thousand transformed monks from the East China Sea participate in the war?"
As mentioned earlier, Zhu Yuanzhang’s Yingtian Mansion had only a few thousand monks above the sixth level of the mortal world. The six thousand transformed monks of the East China Sea Demon Clan were reduced to half, and there were still three thousand. Moreover, the demon Clan monks of the same level were often better than
Human monk Lu Miaoying's proposal seemed to be a huge concession, but in fact, it did not change the balance of power between the two parties.
Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu were silent again. The Black Dragon Envoy and Wen Tianxiang have not spoken since they fought Lu Miaoying just now.
"Ma Linghua didn't come down today. If Ma Linghua had come down, how could I propose this!" Lu Miaoying snorted coldly, and there seemed to be a gap between her and Ma Linghua.
Over there, Ao Bai, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, had a dissatisfied look on his face, but he was intimidated by the reputation of the Yue Sect and Lu Miaoying's methods, but he hesitated to speak.
.......
Outside Yuncheng, the situation was extremely tragic. The monks were fighting desperately, and the ordinary soldiers were also fighting hard. In just a few rounds, most of the monks in Yingtian Mansion had been lost. Later, the army in Yingtian Mansion used ant tactics,
The human sea tactics are ordinary, one wave after another
They rushed forward one after another, sending out most of their troops, relying on some spell-breaking artifacts from Haoran Peak and Qingjing Peak of Lushan Mountain, to besiege the demon cultivators flying in the sky. This type of attack naturally resulted in heavy casualties, almost ten dozen
A life, more than a hundred lives, in exchange for one life of the enemy.
In Yuncheng, in Xu Da's big tent, a brave and bloody general opened the curtain, broke in, and cursed loudly, "What the hell is going on! If we continue to fight like this, all our brothers will die."
Let’s go!”
Xu Da slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He glanced at the person in front of him, frowned slightly, and said unhurriedly, "The war is urgent. General Chang, why don't you charge at the front line and come here to do this?"
?Aren’t you afraid of engaging in military law?!”
This person is none other than Chang Yuchun, who is said to be the bravest of the three armies and the first in charge.
"Fuck you!" Chang Yuchun, who had a fiery temper at first, saw that Xu Da was still asking questions calmly at this moment. He immediately became anxious, jumped up on his feet, and cursed loudly, "What a good Xu Da."
Da, all of my vanguard battalion is almost dead because of your careless command! You’re still fucking pretending here!"
When the soldiers outside the tent heard Chang Yuchun's loud noise, they all rushed in. But when they saw Xu Da, he waved his hand, signaling for all the soldiers to leave.
At this time, two Yin Confucian cultivators sent by Zhu Yuanzhang to protect Xu Da also appeared from the darkness. One of them stared at Chang Yuchun and asked Xu Da, "General Xu, are you going to capture this person?"
Da, stood up, raised his hands towards the two Yin body Confucian cultivators, and said, "I disturbed the two seniors. Xu Da can still handle these small things."
As soon as the two Yin-body Confucian cultivators appeared, Chang Yuchun had a look of fear in his eyes. After the two Yin-body Confucian cultivators gradually disappeared, he was silent for a moment, angrily sat down on a chair, and began to curse again,
"When the battle started, you ordered a fierce attack in the direction of Qufu at all costs. In less than a stick of incense, you gave the order to retreat! Isn't this a joke on the heads of the brothers?! Fuck you, mom
Yes, forget about retreating. The monks of the demon army are too powerful. Not only did our monks suffer heavy losses, but those ordinary soldiers were killed when they rushed in. But why the hell did you give the order to let me lead only 3,000 troops again?
Charge, and at the same time strictly prohibit the support of the rear troops, what kind of wheel warfare is it, a strategy to lure the enemy!? What the hell do you have in mind? Isn’t this asking me to die in vain!?..."
Xu Da listened expressionlessly to Chang Yuchun's obscene curses in his tent without saying a word. After a while, he suddenly raised a jade talisman and said sternly to Chang Yuchun.
,"These are military orders issued by King Wu himself!"
A military order issued by King Wu himself?! Chang Yuchun suddenly raised his head and looked at Xu Da blankly, looking at the special messenger jade talisman in Xu Da's hand, as if he was stunned. Suddenly, he stood up from his seat again.
He jumped up and said, "No! I want to tell King Wu the true situation ahead!"
Xu Da remained silent, only holding the jade communication talisman high with all his strength.
Chang Yuchun, seeing this situation, shook his body and said in pain, "The enemy has too many monks, and they attack ordinary soldiers without any scruples. Although our army has the flying dragon claws of Haoran Peak and the Sanqing Talisman of Qingjing Peak,
But often a hundred people are killed and one is injured." Having said this, he stepped forward and grabbed Xu Da's hand.
, burst into tears, "General Xu! You didn't see it! Fully half of the three thousand sergeants retreated, but I ordered them to be killed in front of the formation with tears. The other half of the brothers just rushed forward like death. But they rushed forward.
Go up there, and in the blink of an eye, everything is gone, no bones left!..."
Xu Da's face was livid, and his eyes were bloodshot. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "General Chang! Are you questioning the general's wrong execution of King Wu's military order, or are you questioning King Wu?"
?"
Chang Yuchun, with his eyes bulging, pinched Xu Da's arms deeply with his fingers. Chang Yuchun was so powerful that he could split an ox with his bare hands. Xu Da couldn't help but groan in pain, and blood flowed from his arms.
As noted. But Chang Yuchun did not let go and kept staring at Xu Da.
"This military order from King Wu is the intention of True Lord Haoran of Haoran Peak, Hate Sanren, and the three great true spirit monks of the Black Dragon Envoy of Rakshasa Peak." Xu Da did not shake off Chang Yuchun's hand, he still pressed hard
Holding the jade communication talisman high, he looked forward and said in a low voice.
...
At the bottom of the West Lake in Hangzhou Mansion, Wuxu pointed Xingyunzhu at Shen Changqi, "Shen Changqi, the human race is at such a critical moment, and you are still dodging like this. You can't hide from the bamboo sword in the hands of the young monk, and you can't hide from yourself. The heart of humanity?"
Shen Changqi looked at Wuxu and suddenly laughed and said, "The Dragon King ordered me to lead more than ten real-life demon cultivators and a thousand transformed demon cultivators to fight against the master's 100,000-strong army. The three-pronged army that is currently besieging Liyang has There are only three real cultivators and a hundred demon cultivators. Master, do you still blame me for not being nostalgic for the past?"
Wuxu held the Xingyun Bamboo and had a fight with Shen and Chang Qi in the West Lake. Shen and Chang Qi fought and avoided. Wuxu had already concluded in his heart that the so-called third prince of the Dragon King was the scholar Shen and Chang who went to sea to do business that day. Qi. He tried to test Shen and Changqi several times, but Changqi seemed to be quite scrupulous and refused to answer. At this moment, Wuxu was so solemn and he did not respond directly.
"What is the difference between three real-person cultivators and more than a hundred demon cultivators who have transformed into demons, and more than ten or more than a thousand demon cultivators? There are still five thousand demon cultivators in human form in the East China Sea, participating in the battle of Qufu. You secretly sent someone to send that message Emerald green jade talisman, what's the use of inviting me here?" Wuxu sighed. He had already deduced countless possibilities and scenarios in his mind. No matter how he calculated, the human race would be defeated in this battle and be defeated by the dragon race. If it is suppressed, it will be difficult to develop. Unless the righteous monks from Mount Lu come to Mount Lu to help, but this is almost impossible.
Not to mention those great true spirit monks, they are real monks and ordinary monks. At this juncture, there are not many people who really care and are willing to take action. The great monks say that this is a doom; the little monks are like addicts swallowing food. Like the clouds blowing out mist, breathing in spiritual energy, living in a state of drunkenness and dreaming for decades or hundreds of years, how could it be possible to risk all one's cultivation to interfere with the opening of Lushan Haoran Peak and Rakshasa Peak? To fight against the powerful and vengeful East China Sea Monster Clan?
The only thing that gave Wuxu confidence was that Wuxu came from later generations and knew that according to the history of entering the city, Zhu Yuanzhang would not die at this moment, and he would rule the world and become emperor in the future. This is also a secret reason why Wuxu dared to make a bet with Lu Miaoying .However, when Wuxu traveled here, he had already realized that this place was an illusory world, which seemed to be the so-called parallel time and space. If this was true, the so-called established historical process of Wuxu's previous life could not be applied. This point, in Wuxu's heart, He is becoming more and more doubtful, and also more and more confident. Wuxu has long been aware of the various fluctuations and strange phenomena caused by the great monk Zhenling in the sky. There is also the fighting between the monks and soldiers in the Qufu area to the north, and Wuxu has already noticed it. I also vaguely feel that everything is not optimistic.
"Master Wuxu, Master must have known the reason why the East China Sea Dragon Clan has transformed into demon cultivators this time." Shen Changqi listened to Wuxu's sigh, pondered for a moment, and asked in a low voice.
The reason why the Dragon King of the East China Sea ordered the demons to be transformed and cultivated to the full extent was to kill Zhu Yuanzhang and kill the human race's appearance as a dragon, but in reality it was the power of faith and wish of its own awe-inspiring aura. Wuxu naturally knew it. When Dragon King Ao Bai gave this order, Wu Xu The empty stool is next to it.
"The human race is becoming more and more prosperous, and the totems of monsters and beasts are replaced by ideals and beliefs. This is the general trend." Wuxu looked at Shen and Changqi solemnly and replied solemnly.
Shen Changqi nodded and said mysteriously, "Since it is a general trend, it is like the roar of the East China Sea, and Zhu Yuanzhang is just a wave. Since it is a general trend, it is like the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, and you and I are in the midst of it."
Wuxu was suddenly startled. At this moment, the two of them were at the bottom of the West Lake. The turquoise water was undercurrents. Wuxu used the method of diverting water, and the surrounding water was difficult to invade. However, opposite Shen and Changqi, they were in the water like a fish in water. , like a dragon controlling water, you can't see it clearly, as if it's in all directions.
"Do you want to replace him?" Wuxu asked after a while.
Shen Changqi did not answer.
The water at the bottom of the lake was turbulent for a while, like thousands of mountains falling. After a few breaths, it gradually calmed down.
Shen Changqi stood on the lake, looking up to the north. His eyes crossed the West Lake and the Yangtze River, and were projected to the war-torn place thousands of miles away.
"The great river goes to the east, and the waves are gone, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages." He chanted in a concentrated voice. The lake was surging, and its sound was gurgling, as if the West had a spirit, singing in harmony with it.
Wuxu rose slowly from the bottom of the lake and looked north. He was silent and listened to the ripples of the water under his feet. After a long time, he turned back to look at Shen Changqi and said, "I have always regretted that this body is not mine. When will I forget it?" Camp camp?"
Shen Changqi raised his eyebrows, stared at Wuxu for a moment, then laughed and left.
After realizing the truth, he lowered his eyebrows and clasped his palms, recited a Buddhist chant, and flew towards Liyang.
Above the West Lake, the storm still exists.
As the saying goes
The true spirits gathered at the endless heights, and their words contained mysteries and discussed the overall situation.
Reciting "The Wind and Waves of the West Lake", the general's voice is faintly heard in tears.