Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth, the sky is falling and the purple micro-picture is poor
Days of torrential rain have turned Lingnan Road into a muddy mess.
There are pools, silt, turbulent currents, gravel, lightning and thunder, and howling winds everywhere.
Although Xu Zhiling couldn't see what was happening in the distance behind him, he also understood that something big had happened on Lingnan Road. The Hit Army abandoned their baggage and heavy and difficult-to-move carriages and marched at a faster pace.
But the road was really difficult. After five or six days, we had only traveled more than a hundred miles, and we were still hundreds of miles away from Qiling Pass.
Rumble!
Hundreds of miles behind the army, another burst of thunder fell from the sky, like a long purple dragon hanging from the sky and the earth.
As the thunder descended, a cloud of gray mist rose from far behind the army. The mist stretched as far as the eye could see. The mist seemed to contain thunderstorms and evil spirits that destroyed everything.
The most terrifying thing is that this mist seems to be moving and is chasing the army directly.
Wei Xiaochang saw the horrifying scene from a distance, his face turned pale, and he said anxiously: "Grand Governor! That evil spirit will catch up with us in half an hour!"
"What!"
Xu Zhiling's expression suddenly changed: "Are you sure?"
Wei Xiaochang gritted his teeth and said with red eyes: "I'm sure! If we don't move forward at full speed, these 200,000 troops will be lost!"
He had already received a ray of health-preserving power from Zhou Yi in Wenhe County, and then in Guangyuan County, he was transformed by the Unnamed Buddha, which expelled his evil nature, boosted his cultivation level, and broke through the realm of soul-watching.
Today, he is not only the number one person in the army, but also has a faint trace of Buddhist spirituality. He can know the autumn from a leaf, and he sees and perceives far more than the generals in the army.
At this time, in his "vision", the gray mist that looked like a murderous giant mouth was the aftermath of the confrontation between two peerless powerful men.
Although it was just a wisp of aftermath, once it caught up with the Tang army, it was enough to wipe out the entire army of more than 200,000 men.
Xu Zhiling did not hesitate for too long, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Pass my military order, all officers and soldiers in the army will abandon their heavy troops, save only three days of dry food, and advance at full speed!"
Orders are passed down layer by layer.
Soon it caused an uproar in the army.
"We don't have heavy troops! What should we do if we encounter rebels?"
"Yes! I haven't had a bite of hot food for several days. I only have dry food for three days. I'm trying to kill us!"
"I'm on my way these days! I'm here to fight and perform meritorious service! But I'm just like an exiled prisoner! Sooner or later I'll die of exhaustion here!"
"We're not leaving! We're not leaving!"
There were waves of complaints from the soldiers, and the resentment was getting heavier and heavier. From the lower-level soldiers, to the middle-level captains, to some generals, everyone's faces were filled with fatigue and resentment.
"I'm not leaving!"
"We have to camp where we are and rest!"
"This rain won't stop for a while. Even if we run to Qiling Pass, we still have to camp to take shelter from the rain!"
Xu Zhiling's heart skipped a beat when he heard the complaints coming one after another behind him.
He galloped his horse and looked back. Not only the soldiers, but also many generals stopped.
"This is a mutiny."
Xue Yuanshan, who was on the side, frowned, looked at the thick fog approaching in the distance, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Go at full speed! No one is allowed to stop! Anyone who disobeys military orders must be executed! Where is the executioner!"
No one paid attention.
Each look in his eyes was filled with anger, hatred, and hatred.
The soldiers were originally dissatisfied with him as the temporary supervisor, and now they vented all their suppressed emotions on Xue Yuanshan.
"That's him! He must have kidnapped Lord Jiedushi!"
"This damn fat guy only wants to get credit! He is really not a good guy! Come on, everyone! Catch him together!"
"This thunderstorm must have been sent down by God to punish that supervisor, but it made innocent people like us suffer!"
"Kill that thief supervisor! Kill Xue Yuanshan!"
Suddenly, there was great chaos in the army, and thousands of soldiers rushed towards the Chinese army.
Wei Xiaochang brought about a hundred personal guards to guard Xu Zhiling and Xue Yuanshan. Even though he was an expert at observing souls, he could not defeat thousands of troops with his own strength.
"Captain, you and Mr. Xue go first!"
Wei Xiaochang shouted with red eyes while struggling to withstand the impact of the soldiers.
Xue Yuanshan shook his head slightly and sighed softly.
Xu Zhiling raised his head and looked at the approaching gray fog, with a look of regret in his eyes.
"That's it, it's too late... It seems that all of us will die here today."
Gradually, the mutinous soldiers also sensed that something was wrong behind them.
"Everyone, stop it! Look behind you!
"Look! What is that!"
"Is it a monster?"
All the generals and soldiers turned their heads to look, with a look of horror on their faces.
The mist was originally covered by the rain curtain and could not be seen clearly, but as it caught up at a fast speed, it was less than thirty miles away from the army, and the terrifying aura also rushed in, spreading and wreaking havoc among the army.
The sky was covered with gray fog, and in the fog there were violent storms, lightning and thunder, as well as rotating river whirlpools, broken mountain peaks, and faint piercing roars, like dragons and tigers fighting, gods fighting.
"What's happening here?"
"In the end what happened?"
"Run! Run quickly!"
When a catastrophe was imminent, all the soldiers had no intention of rebelling and causing trouble. They threw down their weapons and rations and ran away.
But what made the generals feel horrified and desperate was that the moving gray mist showed no sign of stopping at all. It was like a giant beast occupying the world, opening its mouth to destroy everything and rushing towards it.
In the blink of an eye, the gray fog covered the entire sky and earth, and the distance between the Tang army and the Tang army was less than ten miles.
The terrifying aura caused by the fight between dragons and apes was like a giant mountain, crushing the 200,000 Tang troops in an instant.
All the soldiers were either lying on the ground or unable to move, with tears in their eyes full of despair and regret.
Only then did they understand why Lord Jieduzhi urged them to march at full speed regardless of everything.
If they disobey military orders, they will not only betray the good intentions of Lord Jiedushi, but will also lose their own lives.
Many young soldiers sobbed, cried, and prayed to heaven.
At this time, Xu Zhiling turned over and dismounted.
Holding the copper box in his hand, he walked past the trembling soldiers on the ground and raised his head towards the gray mist that swallowed everything.
Wow!
The lid of the box was lifted, and hundreds of elm leaves flew upwards, turning into a little monk with a golden light, holding seals in formation, and chanting unknown Buddhist scriptures.
A golden Buddha's light spread and cut off the evil aura.
All the soldiers felt their hearts relaxed, their backs lightened, and they were gradually able to stand up.
Xu Zhiling said calmly: "You go first, I'll hold you here for a while."
Several Chinese army generals looked at Xu Zhiling's thin back standing in front of them, gritted their teeth, said nothing, and bowed down.
The rest of the soldiers also looked at Lord Jiedushi with great confusion, and most of the soldiers did not move.
Not long after, the gray mist finally arrived.
Hundreds of monks with golden light formed an formation and marched up. The Buddha's light was as bright as a long river, intercepting it in front of the gray mist.
Boom!
There was a loud noise.
Golden light and gray mist collided together.
The 200,000 Tang troops felt the ground beneath their feet shaking and shaking like a drum, and many of them fell to the ground.
But seeing their commander standing alone in front of them, using the summoned god to block the terrifying gray fog, many soldiers' eyes were slightly red, and they felt both reverence and shame in their hearts.
"Grand Governor!"
"The Governor is mighty!"
"I apologize to the Governor for being disrespectful before!"
A sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami sounded from more than 200,000 Tang army soldiers.
Xue Yuanshan looked at this scene with confusion and murmured in a low voice: "What a Xu Zhiling who is capable of literary, military and righteousness. After today, the more than 200,000 southern expedition troops will be devoted to him..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression changed slightly.
The hundreds of golden monks began to tremble and sway, obviously unable to withstand the heavy pressure, they retreated back and turned into elm leaves one after another.
Wow!
The gray mist enveloped them with a ferocious aura and surrounded them from all directions. Some of the soldiers at the front were swept up by the strong wind. Under the attack of thunder and gravel, their flesh and blood were mutilated and they died on the spot.
"...The premise is that you can survive today."
Xue Yuanshan murmured with a bitter smile and closed his eyes.
Most of the more than 200,000 Tang troops did not choose to escape. Like Xue Yuanshan, they all closed their eyes and waited to die.
Although they were unwilling to give in, they also knew that what they were facing was not rebels and bandits, not human opponents at all, but a punishment from God.
If we could have listened to the commander's instructions earlier and marched at full speed, we might have had a chance to escape.
But now, all hope is gone.
Amid the earth-shaking roar, a clear and clear sound of Buddha's trumpet suddenly sounded.
"Amitabha."
The roar of the roaring evil spirits, violent storms, thunder and the impact of the mountains gradually became smaller and finally disappeared into nothing.
The whole world became silent.
All the soldiers opened their eyes subconsciously, and they were all dumbfounded, and then excitement appeared on their faces.
Dressed in snow-white monk robes, he appeared in front of the gray mist at some unknown time.
He just stretched out a finger and gently touched the gray mist as if without any effort.
The violent storms, thunder and lightning in the gray fog, the rapidly rotating whirlpools of the river, and the flying broken mountains, including the bodies of the dead creatures, all stopped.
It's like falling into amber, still, solidified, but extremely clear.
The next moment, the evil energy of the dragon and ape turned into gray mist and fell apart.
The thunder and lightning turned into powder and dissipated.
The great river eddies evaporated.
Debris from the mountain peak also fell to the ground.
Only the corpses of the living creatures were left, still floating in the air.
There are birds and animals, fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs, as well as mountain people and soldiers.
Their grievances gathered together, and their souls lingered. Unwilling to suffer this unreasonable disaster, they passed away innocently.
"Amitabha, you are destined to have this calamity, but you are actually innocent. Life and death are annihilated, and all dharmas are impermanent. Today, the little monk has made the decision. In the Hall of Reincarnation, let you avoid trial. The underworld will choose the one for you.
place."
Zhou Yi shouted the Buddha's name loudly.
The ground beneath his feet cracked.
Six circles of light rose from the ground and stood behind Zhou Yi's head.
The aperture rotates like a wheel, and the light and shadow inside change, seeming to hide the vast world.
Those wronged souls were all attracted by the scene in the Six Paths of Reincarnation. They stopped crying, knelt down and worshiped Zhou Yi, reluctantly looked at the world below them, and then flew towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The turbulence of the air also allowed the two hundred thousand Tang troops below to clearly see all kinds of ghosts in the air, including birds and beasts, mountain bandits, and soldiers and soldiers they were familiar with.
The sound of breaking wind spread one after another.
Two hundred thousand Tang troops saw the scene of thousands of ghosts fleeing for reincarnation.
As the air gradually disperses.
The 200,000 Tang troops seemed to have received their spiritual senses. All they could see with their eyes was the silence of mountains and rivers, the disappearance of ghosts, the disappearance of the six realms of reincarnation, and the bizarre and bizarre scenes disappeared.
Almost every soldier felt an inexplicable trance in their hearts.
It wasn't until Xu Zhiling bowed to the sky and shouted "Thank you, holy monk" that the more than 200,000 Tang troops realized what they were doing, as if they were waking up from a dream.
boom!
From generals to ordinary soldiers, everyone prostrated and knelt down, their faces full of excitement and piety.
"Thank you, holy monk, for saving me!"
"Thank you Bodhisattva for your grace!"
"There are indeed true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this world!"
More than 200,000 Tang troops, dozens of officers, and two first-rank officials all kowtowed to Zhou Yi sincerely.
In the dark, something seems to be brewing and rising.
"Huh?"
Zhou Yi's brows twitched slightly, and he saw a purple spiritual energy emerging out of thin air.
It corresponds to the Heavenly Gang above, and knows the earth evil below. It echoes with the Sun, Emperor, Moon and Chen, and is drifting towards me.
"A hint of purple luck."
Zhou Yi understood.
Just because he saved this army belonging to the emperor of the world.
All the soldiers worshiped and expressed gratitude, and their sincere hearts moved the heaven, the sun, the moon and the stars, and then this wisp of purple energy descended.
"It's so good, it's so good, the young monk can't get it."
Zhou Yi clasped his hands together, smiled, and then stretched out his hand to grab Ziwei Qi.
He has been worried that even if he builds a Buddhist temple in Guangyuan County in the future, as long as there is no Buddha in Chang'an, the capital, it will be impossible to truly complete the reconstruction of Buddhism.
However, because he killed the Ghost Emperor with one sword before, he had already angered the Ziwei formation guarding Chang'an City. Although he used Li Daitao's method of freezing, he let Ziwei's energy chase and kill the clone Ye Yanjun.
But once his true body approaches Chang'an City, Ziwei's Qi will definitely lock onto him again.
Even if his cultivation has reached the level of the Immortal Ascension Realm, he cannot be an enemy of the fate of the stars.
Now that you have this purple aura, you are labeled as one of your own, and all your problems are solved.
Zhou Yizheng was secretly delighted. Suddenly, an extremely secretive, weird, and huge force emerged from the bottom of the Lingnan land and grabbed Ziwei Qi.
"Amitabha!"
A cold light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes, he put his fingers together, his sword energy burst out, and he slashed at the force without hesitation.
But what he didn't expect was that the force seemed to be just coming up for testing, and had no intention of confronting the existence above.
Before Zhou Yi could chop it down, it had already shrunk back.
"Where to escape!"
Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes, looking down at the land of Lingnan.
At the same time, the sword energy also came after him.
But when Zhou Yi used his Celestial Eye supernatural power to clearly see the bright golden existence deep in the Lingnan underground, his expression couldn't help but change slightly.
"Pingjiang-kun... you are actually planning this!"