MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 634 dissipate
Chapter 634 Dissipation
breath, dissipated.
In the sky, Lian Xuanxiao slowly stopped flying, overlooking the vast forest in the distance.
"Ah."
Lian Xuanxiao couldn't help laughing. At that time, Jun Qianzi defected from the school, which caused his close friend Pu Liuxuan to be implicated and his cultivation base was abolished.
And now he has escaped from his own induction through self-abolition realm, dispelling Qi mechanism. What a sarcasm.
That's all, if you can't find it, you can't find it. It's just a pity that this sword couldn't be cut out.
He turned around, held the hilt in his left hand, raised the sword, and carefully observed the metal lines on the sword.
sand-
The sound of cracking suddenly sounded, the right shoulder turned into flying sand, and the right arm, which lost its connection point and was riddled with holes and five fingers, was pulled by gravity and fell straight to the forest below.
Before it fell to the ground, it was blown away by the strong wind.
Not only the right hand, but also the ankles of the legs are constantly deserted. The soles of the feet were connected to the boots and dissipated in the wind, revealing pale bones.
No pain is felt, because even the nerve lines responsible for transmitting signals are gone.
go home.
Lian Xuanxiao put down his sword, leaned over, and flew in the sky.
Across the desert, over the snow-capped mountains, and through the grasslands. The border of Yu State was getting closer and closer, close enough to see the caravans lined up in front of the checkpoint, ready to trade across the border.
Although countries are at war with each other, private trade has been going on.
Those business travelers lying in the carriage, full of wine, yawning and going to sleep, do not know that on this day, the pattern of the countries in the world will be changed forever, and their business plans will also be affected by the turbulent situation. Ended up without illness.
Lian Xuanxiao landed slowly and stepped on a hill.
The desertification caused by the collapse of his mind and soul has spread to his legs and knees. He needs to support the tree trunk so as not to fall to the ground.
Right here.
He picked a huge rock that was pleasing to the eye, picked up the long sword, brushed away the fallen leaves and moss accumulated on the rock, and used the blade as a brush to outline the map of Yu Kingdom.
"Look!"
Everyone in the academy far away in the East China Sea noticed something strange. They boarded the deck and looked up, only to see a majestic purple aura falling from the sky and spread to the west.
The people in Dengzhou port saw it, the people in Cangzhou saw it, and then Youzhou, Pingzhou, and Yingzhou.
Purple air spreads slowly against the border of Yu State. From the cold white mountains and black waters in the east to the vast grasslands in the north,
From the sand city of Hengluo in the west to Muzhou in the south where spring and summer are all year round.
Thousands of miles of territory, hundreds of millions of people, everyone can look up at the sky, and they can see the sky full of purple clouds.
The people on the low hill in Tao'an Village, Xingzhou naturally saw it too.
"what is that?!"
Lin Hongbo frowned and asked in a deep voice, but Tantai Leshan, who was the most proficient in Talisman, changed his face several times. Amazement, admiration, grief.
"That's the rune,"
Chen Danqiu looked up at the sky and said softly: "The mountains and rivers are guarding."
Thousands of miles away, on the vast border between Yu State and Turks, a group of patrolling cavalry also saw the magnificent Zixia.
The gorgeous glow was like light silk, hanging down lightly, forming a city wall stretching for an unknown number of miles, and then slowly dissipating in the world, as if it had never existed.
The Turkic soldiers looked at each other, unable to understand the situation at all, so they sent one person back to report the situation, while the other drew out his saber and cautiously explored the area where the Ziqi Great Wall was erected just now.
Nothing happens.
The soldier took courage and rode over, but nothing happened.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound of galloping horses from far to near,
A troop of cavalry wearing heavy armor and the family emblem of the eagle of Ashid on their chests arrived upon hearing the news.
The rough warrior headed by him is as tall as a hill, full of energy and blood,
The horse under the seat also obviously has the blood of a monster, with red eyes and muscular tightness.
He glanced suspiciously at the grassland, and spat on the ground, "Bah, are the people of Yu Guo playing tricks?"
Drove forward, "No matter what."
Before he finished speaking, he fell off the horse, and his huge body rowed down the valley.
Turkic soldiers rushed forward, pushing and dragging him back to the border,
The pale complexion of the noble warrior of Ast improved, and he lay on the ground, coughing up blood and spitting blood foam.
At the same time, all the high-level cultivators Xunyun who tried to cross the border of Yu State all encountered the same situation.
"The guarding of mountains and rivers is a talisman that only existed in ancient books and was only imagined in the past, and no one has ever completed it."
Tantai Leshan said in a low voice: "Once it is completed, outside the border, all monks whose cultivation level is higher than a certain level will not be able to cross the border from outside.
Duration, several years.
The mountain grows him, erecting a fence for us. "
Continuous fields, meandering rivers, rolling mountains.
Lian Xuanxiao sat on the top of the mountain, leaning on the hilt of his sword, greedily looking at the scenery of Yu Kingdom, as if he would never get tired of watching it.
Even those workshops built by the river that continuously emit choking smoke are so cute in his eyes.
Different from those pedantic Confucian scholars who condemn workshops for destroying the landscape environment and disturbing the idyllic poetry, Lian Xuanxiao can see the vitality contained in those workshops through the thick smoke.
That is a powerful force no less than spiritual practice. It can turn decay into miracles, and enable the poor to afford food, clothing, medical treatment, and housing. It can make the luxury utensils that belonged only to the princes and nobles in the past cheap and easy to get.
The people of Yu State are suffering too much. They are obviously persevering, hardworking, and meek, but they are still struggling and fighting for their lives with the world.
In places beyond the scope of the achievements of the academy, in the vast mountain villages where the power of the imperial court cannot penetrate, the people there are still living the same numb life as they did hundreds of years ago.
If possible, Lian Xuanxiao would really like to see workshops all over the land of Yu State, the billowing smoke from the chimneys covering the sky and the sun, and the hot molten iron weighing tens of thousands of junctures pouring out of the furnace, pouring it into molds, and casting kitchen knives, farm tools. At least those peasants in Yu country who live in the deep mountains no longer need to use wooden hoes.
It's a pity that I couldn't see that scene with my own eyes, but fortunately, I knew that day would come. No matter how tortuous the process is.
Hoo—
The sound of desertification blends with the sound of wind on the top of the mountain.
"Is the exorcist ready?"
"It's all ready, head."
"Okay, touch me."
The Fusi soldiers in the nearby prefecture town who observed the fluctuation of aura moved lightly, leaned against the bushes, and quietly climbed to the top of the mountain.
When the time came, everyone rushed out of the forest, raised their crossbows and aimed at the clearing on the top of the mountain.
The expected demons or monsters did not appear. On the open space on the top of the mountain, a huge rock engraved with the map of Yu Kingdom stood silently, with an unpretentious long sword stuck beside it.
A jade pendant hung on the hilt of the long sword, fluttering in the wind, and lightly collided with the sword body, making a jingling sound.
Fearing that there might be fraud, the captain of the Zhenfu Division did not let his subordinates go up to check the situation, but stood at a distance to observe carefully.
He saw clearly, and read out word by word the words on the jade pendant hanging on the hilt of the sword.
Learn from Gongshan, Lian Xuanxiao.
(end of this chapter)
