high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 215 Heaven and Earth Have Righteousness

The rocks are jagged, naked and exposed through the shallow soil layer.

This is a rocky mountain where not a single blade of grass grows. Looking around, there are no traces of birds and beasts stopping, it is desolate and desolate.

Stepping on the rocky mountain, you can still feel the scorching temperature under your feet. Looking from a distance from Tengxiang Mountain, the originally noisy and turbulent battlefield has been completely reduced to a slaughterhouse.

The thousand-meter-high Candle Ghost raised his arms high, and knelt down in a pilgrimage posture.

Fire and light spread from its body surface, attacking and killing flesh and blood creatures.

Xuankong curled up into a ball, not daring to move.

The light and fire were like living things, they bypassed the soldiers on the northern guard side, surged violently, and attacked the Dazheng side.

Neither the solid armor nor the magical powers of true qi could stop the flames.

One by one, they were engulfed in the flames, drowned in the surging light.

Moments later, the dead people slowly stood up again in the firelight.

Just like the family members that Ozhang created in the dead city, the fire corpses that stood up again were endowed with a new life and shape by the candle ghost.

A new plague is rapidly spreading across the land.

Through the flames, Bai Shu seemed to meet someone's eyes.

Surrounded by 64 large flags, the sun, moon, wind, cloud, thunder, rain, river, river, peacock, pegasus, etc. are painted on the flags. Surrounded by officials and people in various clothes.

On the chariot inlaid with gold and jade, a young man dressed in emerald dragons raised his head and met Bai Shu's gaze.

Across the long distance and heavy flames, the faces of the two are only vague in each other's eyes.

As soon as Bai Shu and his eyes met, both of them looked away.

"His name is Wei Tao, and he is the fifth prince of Beiwei."

There was a voice behind him, and the lonely Ju Longwei got up from the ground and said:

"Wei Tao and Lu Yusheng are both the coaches of Beiwei this time. If you can capture Wei Tao alive, King Zheng and the Xie family will all have a position of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households."

"Several armies blocked it." Bai Shu shook his head: "I don't have that ability."

"Wei Tao didn't get along with the crown prince. When he seized the throne, Wei Tao's legs were cut off by the crown prince himself."

She walked to Bai Zhu's side, and said to herself:

"The situation in Beiwei is in turmoil. If there is no Miao Yan, I am afraid that your military front will really be directed at Dajing."

"you?"

Bai Shu raised his eyebrows, and he looked at the figure beside him.

It was a special armor made by Ju Longwei, with blood steel as the base material, and the seal-carved secret runes, which were also secrets of the royal family, were difficult to imitate.

"Although Confucianism used to be rich, it is also ruined now. Looking at the whole world, there is not even a single immortal in the Six Realms."

Bai Shu pointed to Tengxiang Mountain at his feet, and said:

"The benefactor said that people from the Spring and Autumn Academy are here. Dare I ask, is Du Shaozhi here?"

"No."

"No?" Bai Shu looked at the ever-spreading sea of ​​flames and shook his head: "The orthodox masters of contemporary Confucianism are only five-level cultivation bases. If he doesn't come, who can control that monster?"

Ranxu, Lu Yusheng and others were nowhere to be found, and the five-level monks who were supposed to appear all disappeared.

The local official who was desperately desperate for time was also severely injured, almost dying, unable to make another move.

One person can defeat ten thousand armies. Without the constraints of the same realm, a monk of the five realms is enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

The Candle Ghost right now is even more weird and frightening than the normal five realms.

The number of people is already useless in front of five realm monks.

The King Kong of the Four Realms alone has completely opened up the bridge of heaven and earth, and has become a small world of its own, without fear of loss.

What's more, it is the overhaul of the five realms that claims to open up the treasure of Xuanming.

"You help Xuankong once, I'll give you a hand, neither owes anything to the other, it's fair."

Bai Hou took a few steps back and said:

"Since Du Shaozhi is not here, I don't want to find out why the benefactor insisted on coming here. The timing is urgent. Not only the candle ghosts, but also the monks of the Northern Chan sect are probably on their way. Let's wait and see."

"Although there are no human immortals in Confucianism, there have been two saints after all."

She continued: "Master established orthodoxy, Xuan Wenjun opened the school palace, Confucianism has not produced a human immortal for 400 years, but the school palaces of various countries can stand upright, not because of the face of the two saints."

"Even if there is a backup." Bai Shu turned around: "Why did they help Da Zheng?"

"Dark demons are evil, they shouldn't exist in this world." The voice was full of undisguised disgust: "Since they claim to be the legislature of the world, it is impossible for them to sit idly by."

"Why did you come to Tengxiang Mountain?" Bai Shu asked again after being quiet for a moment.

"It's high up here and you can see a lot of things."

"What a boring reason."

Bai Shu hesitated for a moment, but finally stayed in Tengxiang Mountain.

"Then take a look, these Confucianists..."

He raised his hand and slashed out several cold lights, smashing the evil cloud above his head, with a calm face:

"What means!"

The fire was raging, and after half a cup of tea, the light and heat that bloomed from the candle ghost's body surface gradually approached Tengxiang Mountain. Part of the mountain rocks melted into gray water under the high temperature, while the other part grew teeth and lips. They bounced and rolled on the ground, cursing and swearing inexplicably from their mouths.

"coming."

When Xuankong tightly covered his eyes and his heart was trembling with fear, he heard Baishu speak softly.

The groundhog shrank and raised its eyes, but saw the blue sky in the distance, suddenly a corner burst open!

A small wooden boat with a black awning slowly swam out of the blue sky, and at the bow stood a dozen or so Confucian monks with high crowns and belts and draped sleeves.

Some are tall and some are short, some are fat and some are thin, with different shapes and appearances.

"The heavens and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are full and the sky is full."

The old Confucian scholar with gray hair and a stooped back spoke loudly, cracking the clouds.

"The cold comes and the summer goes, harvest in autumn and store in winter. If you are more than one year old, you will be in the law and the sun."

As the old Confucian scholar spoke, many Confucian scholars on the Wupeng boat also shouted:

"The cold comes and the summer goes, harvest in autumn and store in winter. If you are more than one year old, you will tune in to the sun!"

An illusory world suddenly leaps up into the sky, and with a slight shock, visions such as the sun, moon, stars, and vegetation appear. There are four seasons, and there are wind, rain, cloudy and sunny.

Whether it was Da Zheng's remnants or Bei Wei and the others, they were all shocked by this scene.

The sounds of birds and beasts, wind and rain, mountains and rivers, poems and books, rites and music... All kinds of vivid and agile sounds spread around, suppressing the mad screams and stern laughter for a while.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and there are manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars."

On the top of Tengxiang Mountain, Bai Shu clapped his hands in admiration, and the Ju Longwei who was rescued by him next to him was looking at the smiling monk with strange eyes.

"seal up!"

On the wooden boat with awning, at the last moment, the old Confucian scholar threw out the small glass beads in his sleeves and drank with his fingers parallel to each other.

After turning around, the illusory world merged into the round bead, and the mighty aura of righteousness filled the void, and it fell heavily downward!

And in the light, the thousand-meter-high Candle Ghost raised his withered palm, and in a slow gesture, met the falling little glazed bead.

boom! ! !

Tens of thousands of ripples instantly appeared in the void, and the flames that were brighter than the candle ghost's body flashed away, and the vast sky burst open.

In an instant, the surface was completely changed!

(End of this chapter)