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Chapter 207

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the time of the old calendar, it was a dark night.

This is crap.

But when the minute and hour hands of the clock moved slightly past the "twelve" in Roman characters at the same time, a pale golden light fell on the gray bricks on the ground from the gap in the window.

Sunlight.

Xi Xuanyue, who was sitting cross-legged, was expressionless.

Wu Qing supported the armrests with both hands and jumped up from the seat, and walked quickly to the window. With a big hand push, he suddenly looked up. The irritation caused his eyelids to drop involuntarily.

The shining silver moon disappeared, and the star-studded night was covered, and what leaped into view were the six dazzling suns leaping above the night sky.

The six suns come out together, far more dazzling than the sun shining on the earth, breaking the darkness.

Night for day!
The moment he stared at the Six Groups of Yanyang, Wu Qing keenly noticed that there was a black twisted paint edge around the Six Groups of Yanyang, which was full of downward pressure, as if he wanted to pierce through the sky, but Not really born yet.

He looked back at Xi Xuanyue, "This is?"

Xi Xuanyue walked slowly to his side, bathed in the golden light, the purple gold lotus crown on her head refracted the brilliant light, like the hands of agarose stretched out, the purple magic robe rose like a cloud, like a rising fairy, and said with a smile,
"When the yin reaches the child, the root principle of the sky is very slight. The place where the six yangs first move is the time when all things are born. All things embrace the yin and die, and embrace the yang to live. The celestial phenomenon in which the six yangs are trapped in the sky means that all things return to their original, and the heaven and the earth come back again. At noon, when the yang energy is at its peak, it is the time when we wait for Taoist priests to break the limit."

Wu Qing has never been very interested in such mysterious and mysterious remarks, but this is a personal matter, and he can't stay out of it. He frowned,

"It's not what I thought it would be."

Xi Xuanyue glanced at him, "What did you think?"

"Quietly, breaking the limit suddenly... But now such a big movement, how did you hide it?" Wu Qing comforted the trembling of Dharma Body and Divine Weapon, very puzzled.

Xi Xuanyue looked up at the sky, "Those who are not members of the Nine Quantum Heavens cannot see it. For them, it is still the usual night."

Wu Qing nodded, and suddenly raised his brows. The standard is Jiuliangtian, not Taoist. In this way, Mahou Luoga [Walker] who was killed by himself before midnight can also be seen.

By the way, does that [Walker] have any companions?

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"Boss Mou, A Min has found...he is dead..."

Fat Walker's voice seemed to have been scratched several times by a carving knife, or rolled on the ground like a bone chewed by a wild dog, every word was harsh, harsh and unpleasant.The face looking at the corpse on the ground was also ugly.

Mou Dongyun, the eyebrowless young man who heard the message, and another traveler pushed aside the branches and leaves one after the other, bent down and walked to the fat man's side, their expressions were not at all prettier than the fat man's face.

Ruan Min's body on the ground was a pool of debris from the neck up, distributed far away in an exaggerated fan shape, almost connecting to the iron-cold revolver fragments five meters away.

The fat man squatted down, swallowing a mouthful of saliva uncontrollably,
"The clothes on his body are all torn. Amin must have revealed his Dharma body. He was grounded on his back. He was not killed by a sneak attack, but he was killed by a frontal contact with the enemy... He died very simply, as if he was knocked down with a few tricks.

It doesn't make sense, Amin's musket specialization is so high, and there is a revolver with Yige's power added, and he was killed by someone close to him... The enemy is so fast that he thinks he can't run?Also, what is the meaning of the [Molich Heaven] sent before his death? "

Fatty's greasy face lifted up, cloudy or sunny,
"Are other walkers released in this incident?"

Mou Dongyun raised his eyebrowless eyebrows and smiled coldly,
"This time is a task that the three major Buddhas are all paying attention to. Which dog dares to let him go down without permission, and when you were in the Pure Land Realm, did you ever hear that the Dharmakaya of Malizhitian was obtained by someone?"

The fat man was taken aback, "Then it's gone."

The Dharma Bodies of the Tianlong tribe are not just for nothing. While they are powerful, they all have names and surnames and are unique.

It does not exist that you are [Narayantian], I am also [Narayantian], there will only be one [Narayantian] in the entire Sumeru, and in the same way, there will only be one [Uponanda Dragon King] in the entire Sumeru ], and there will only be one [Molich Heaven].

Only when the original owner dies, will this dharma body be obtained by other talented people.

Mou Dongyun showed a mouthful of pitch-black teeth,
"A wild walker who has obtained one of the twenty heavens' dharma body has come up against us..."

The fat man stood up and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm to his feet, "Find him and kill him?"

The other walker led the big white dog in silence, obviously meaning the same thing, but when the two turned their heads, they were taken aback by their boss's expression.

The expression on Mu Dongyun's face became more and more serious, his eyelashes trembled violently, but he closed his eyes.

Under the astonished eyes of the two walkers, they actually took a deep breath,

"Do you think this [Molizhitian] is the eight-color heaven or the nine-measurement heaven?"

"Boss Mou..."

"Tell me back!"

"I can't tell. Amin died too simply. It doesn't look like he has fought. The opponent's strength should be far superior to Amin."

Mou Dongyun finally gouged out A Min's corpse, his voice seemed to be forced out of his throat,

"Go, finish the task first."

The golden light shot through the gaps in the leaves and landed on the shoulders of the three people and one dog.

"What the hell?"

Fatty raised his head and looked up, his pupils narrowed. Through the gap in the canopy, he saw the six balls of burning sun in the sky, and his eyes became confused.

In fact, he was the same as Ruan Min before, he didn't quite believe the saying that this world was a "kind of world", otherwise why would he let Ruan Min go hunting.

But now seeing the Liuyang trap that is almost the same as their Pure Land Realm, he met Mou Dongyun's eyes again, swallowed, and obediently followed the boss to leave.

Behind them, Ruan Min's corpse was horrifying under the golden light like sunlight.

Fatty's sinister voice came from afar, "Tomorrow? Shouldn't they fight tomorrow? What a coincidence."

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November [-]th, the third day of October in the lunar calendar.

It is advisable to dismantle, modify, and wall...

Avoid breaking ground, breaking ground, opening the market...

Ninth Brigade Provisional Headquarters.

Last night, some Qi practitioners from the Nuo camp reported to Guan Nanyong: They had a feeling, but they couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was...

Guan Nanyong paid attention to it for a while, but the battle was imminent, no matter how bad he had a premonition, he had no time to take it into consideration.

He is a new-style warrior, and he still has the heroic spirit to destroy the old Qian Dynasty. The imperial spirit has been broken, and the "relationship between heaven and man" mentioned by Qi practitioners can hardly drag his thoughts.

In his eyes, it was dawn as usual.

Last night, the temporary headquarters even advanced ten kilometers forward, keeping close to the tail of the frontline troops.

At 10:30 in the morning, Guan Nanyong leaned on his command saber and watched from a distance on a hidden slope.

Feilai Peak, which soars into the sky, is green with green pines, and Feilai River at the foot of the mountain is majestic, clinging to the north city wall of the square county seat of Feilaifeng County.

Picturesque.

boom!
Guan Nanyong's spirit was shaken by the terrified sound of a heavy cannon, and he folded his hands on the handle of the command knife, but he didn't need to do anything.

Behind him was surrounded by numerous Nuo soldiers, and in the command post behind him, two rows of correspondents wore heavy black earphones, nervously drawing dots or short lines on the red-lined letter paper with a pencil.

A telegram of "the attack has been launched on time according to the combat plan" was transmitted from the temporary camps of the regiments and battalions through the telegraph wires that were finally erected.

Guan Nanyong looked at the overwhelming artillery fire, and he let go of his suspended thoughts.

The assassination of his cousin, the seizure of power by the Liu faction, and the chaotic battle between the Hu faction and the Taoist priests had really startled him into a cold sweat before, so that he slowly marched until today to actually pull the cannon bolt, and he really heard the cannon. After the sound, he knew that he had worried too much before.

The prosperity of hot weapons means the complete elimination of individual heroism.

Although there are countless people who are still trying to go against the trend of the times in this new era and win the reputation of a so-called "hero" with their personal bravery, they all died under guns without exception.

The unbearable martial arts before the fast gun, the blossoming reputation, and the spirit that no one talked about, all have long been left in the dream-like last night.

Qi practitioners and Taoist priests who seem to have mysterious means are in fact as vulnerable as warriors in the face of fast guns and cannons.

Guan Nanyong sneered.

After thousands of years, the mysterious and martial arts have not grown stronger, but in this era of declining martial arts and yin and yang, all the means they rely on should be swept into the pile of old papers just like the old dynasty.

Old, but nothing to rely on, this is the martial art and mystery in the new era.

Guan Nanyong thought this way, his army was launching an attack in an orderly manner according to the battle plan drawn up by the staff department last night.

The combat plan drawn up by the staff last night was based on the "[-] Field Service Regulations" as a template. It is very boring, but very efficient.

In the field in front of Feilaifeng County, the flames of thick artillery shells and slender rifle shells complement each other.

The [-] heavy-duty howitzer with a horizontal wedge breech breech, the [-]-caliber mountain fast gun, and the [-] mortar that fan-shapedly surrounded Feilaifeng County all spewed flames and shells of different weights crazily.

Howling sky.

In the field outside the city of Feilaifeng County, any ditches, slopes, and dense forests that might become Tibetan soldiers' points, are filled with thick black smoke, and orange-red flames spread across the field like spring flowers.

The sound of the explosion was deafening, and the continuous splashing of mud rendered the depth.

Such a scene is no less than the scene of natural disaster caused by the legendary monster.

After shelling for half an hour, it was exactly eleven o'clock after the artillery firepower quickly gained an advantage over the enemy.

Under the cover of continuous artillery fire, the soldiers of the Ninth Brigade, with an interval of one to three steps between each other, deployed the assault column in front and the support column in the rear, and launched a skirmish line with a width of [-] kilometers , In the process of continuously changing the front team to the back team, and the back team to the front team, and firing at each other to cover each other, gradually occupy the dominant area.

On the low wall of Feilaifeng County, the soldiers of the old security regiment who were forcibly recruited by Tianzhu Temple all turned pale, and the ordinary Taoist priests who supervised the battle were also frantically swallowing their saliva, secretly praying to the temple master and the others to hurry up. point, and at the same time viciously ordered the security team to shoot.

But the sporadic firepower can only make Guan Nanyong laugh, he sighed,

"Awu, you died too unjustly."

At 11:30, the skirmish line formed by the soldiers of the Ninth Brigade advanced 150 meters away from the city wall of Feilaifeng County with scattered casualties.

The artillerymen at the rear of the position began to adjust the depression angle of the artillery. After a short respite, countless artillery shells fell on the city wall, and the blood spattered one after another stained the ancient arrows red. The ancient arrow stomped and collapsed.

Several large gaps appeared on the city wall, and dusty arms could be seen from time to time among the collapsed broken bricks.

150 meters away from the city wall, the soldiers of the Ninth Brigade, who had lowered their backs, raised their shining eyes and started a leap-forward charge. The dense formation rushed towards Feilaifeng County like a tide...

Guan Nanyong put down the binoculars.The big picture is settled.

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At the same time, on the short section of the Feilai River under the Feilai Peak that is covered by the strange thing [Ghost Shadow Curtain], there are four sacrificial pillars standing, and a small sampan is docked on the bank. Put a dark iron cat.

At this time, a shell accidentally deviated from the gun line, and fell on the river through the twisted [Ghost Shadow Curtain], exploding a column of water spray, Wu Qing, who was sitting on the sacrificial column, wiped the water off his face expressionlessly. stains.

Xi Xuanyue and her two juniors sat cross-legged on the three sacrificial pillars not far away.

A total of four Taoist priests.

Wu Qing's eyes fell on the Tsing Yi Taoist on the bank. The master of Tianzhu Temple, who was inherited as the Marquis of Pinglang, Shi Xuanzong, was sitting on the bank, stroking the black iron cat on the sampan with his palm...

Suddenly, the five Taoist priests present all shook their bodies, looked up at the sky, and the six groups of flames hanging high in the sky and shining with the sun suddenly swelled, and the boundless six rays of glare spread out, as if breaking through a bondage.

The five Taoist priests lightened up, and Wu Qing's eyes showed a reminder of Liberation Victory.

"Please note that in the current world, the upper limit of mystery has been raised to Qiyantian!"

Shi Xuanzong gave a light drink,
"The time has passed, please keep your eyes open!"

After all, he pushed the sampan hard, and the sampan carried the iron cat, breaking through the waves and reaching the shore.

It looks ridiculous, but this is indeed Shi Xuanzong's promotion ritual.

[Iron Cat Crossing the River]: Under the Feilai Peak, under the witness of four Taoist priests, escort an iron cat across the Feilai River safely.

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"Compilation of barnyard history"

Today, people in Nanjiang worship Feilai Pinglanghou... One day when a neighbor was sailing, he saw Feilai Pinglanghou sending an iron cat, saying: "This is my family property, and I will send it to the other side." The Duke raises his hand to carry it to the boat, as light as a leaf, he accepts it, Ding Ning leaves, and he does not know his death...

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The sampan gently docked on the opposite bank, and at this moment, Shi Xuanzong's eyes flashed sharply, and then he let out a long sigh of relief, then looked at Wu Qing and the other four Taoist priests, with a move of both arms, with a cold expression,

"Everyone, our time has come!"

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Guan Nanyong didn't notice anything, but the Nuo soldiers who were heavily guarded behind him were squeezed open, and a messenger ran in with small steps, holding a letter tied to an arrow in his hand,
"Arrows were shot from the direction of Feilaijiang, but I didn't see who shot them."

Guan Nanyong frowned, several Nuo soldiers had consciously escorted him, the messenger opened the letter and read it aloud,
"It was a beautiful game, but it's noon."

After reading, there was nothing unusual about the communication soldier. This strange sentence made Guan Nanyong and all the staff members frown.

What do you mean?
When the yang energy is at its peak, it is a chance for heaven and earth to come back!

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

The back of Guan Nanyong's hand got wet a little.

It's raining?
He looked up casually, causing all the soldiers around him to raise their heads.

The wind and thunder stirred, and Jiang Tao roared.

At this moment, everyone on the battlefield heard an extremely loud sound of rolling thunder, which seemed to grab people's hearts and reach their throats.

Guan Nanyong turned his head in horror to look in the direction of Feilaijiang.

Boo!
The command knife smashed into the soil and was covered with dust, Guan Nanyong's face was reflected white, his body was trembling, he tried to support himself so that he would not collapse on the ground, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

In his pupils, there is a reflection of the boundless, monstrous waves that shake the earth and shake the mountains!

At the peak of the waves, a Taoist in Tsing Yi looked down coldly and walked on the waves.

Shi Xuanzong, the master of Tianzhu Temple!

It was as if the entire Feilai River had been moved into the sky, wrapped in a mighty momentum like a wind and thunder, and it was shot again and again!

Everyone just felt that the sky was covered and the sun was covered, and their eyes were full of undulating waves, like the end of the world.

Whether it was the elite and capable soldiers of the Ninth Brigade or the soldiers of the old security regiment pretending to resist, they were all shocked by this exaggerated and bizarre scene at this moment, and for a moment they forgot that they were on the battlefield.

boom!
The world is cleared, and the white waves flood the country!
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No country for old people: All artificial logic, all efforts to control life are all ineffective in the face of this impermanent world.

(End of this chapter)