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Chapter 133 155~157. Temple Calculation, Emperor's Blood, Soldiers and Demons Break the Light (7.2K words-please subscribe)
Outside the lake village.

Snow blowing.

Princess Yuzhen said: "They are besieging, I also need to lead people to cooperate, this time I came back to lead people to set up a siege to the south of Shuangzu Canyon.

What is Xianggong going to do? "

Bai Shan said: "I'll go see it alone."

"Okay, I'm just acting like a gentleman, so be careful." Princess Yuzhen took out a roll of maps and threw it to Baishan, and then got on her horse, ready to lead a group of Jianghu people from Xinghua Lane to ride away.

She had just gotten on the horse when she heard a voice behind her.

"Yuzhen, you should have noticed it? In fact, I may be very impure. For example, this time, I may hide my identity and do something."

Bai Shan was wrapped in a black robe, looking at her in the snow.

Princess Yuzhen turned her head, and the two looked at each other from a distance. The dignified and beautiful princess suddenly raised her cherry lips slightly, and said, "My husband asked me why I didn't go to Qingyun Xianzong to seek more benefits. Is it?"

Bai Shan looked at her.

Princess Yuzhen suddenly laughed coquettishly, rode her horse and whipped her away.

The voice came from the past, with the wind.

"Do big things and cherish your life, see small gains and forget righteousness, see the wind and use the rudder, and weeds on the wall. Does my husband think that Yuzhen is such a third-rate fool?"

"In this life, Xianggong can do whatever he wants, Yuzhen will follow you!"

"drive!!"

Princess Yuzhen swung her long whip, and whipped out another whip flower in mid-air. The snow, dust, mud and rocks swelled like boiling with the trampling of the horse's hooves, gradually fading away the beautiful figure.

In Huzhuang, Ningshen incense is burning in the exquisite bronze incense burner.

Bai Shan was dressed in black and sat cross-legged on the waterside pavilion.

The axis of the map was spread out on the side, and the maps, trails, and forces of all parties on it were clear at a glance, and it was even marked which road the two soul-infant monks would choose.

During this period of time, he gained some knowledge by taking advantage of Zhao Yuzhen's rich experience and various books in his collection:

The environment of the previous dynasty was different from the current dynasty. Although there were many temples and incense was flourishing at that time, the power of the world was in the hands of the royal family.

The sudden arrival of the Immortal Realm and the support for this dynasty broke this situation.

Now, although Buddhism is extinct, casual cultivators have not participated in the war. It is only 57 years later. For casual cultivators, it is a time of big retreat, and it is normal for them to have spiritual infants among them.

As for what promise Xunfeng Daoist made to them, that is also inevitable.

In addition, even casual cultivators are extremely strict about the method of raising the realm, which Baishan has already seen in Mirage.

With such a big market, there is hardly even a spell book, let alone a cultivation method to improve one's realm.

Bai Shan withdrew his thoughts.

Thinking about the power of the 28 talisman paper figures in his arms.

"Any power has a very clear definition."

"Just like guns and missiles, there must be a fixed lethality."

"I have to be quantitative, not just qualitative, so that I can understand the strong and weak, and then I can use the strong to suppress the weak every time to be invincible."

"The realm can roughly judge the strength and weakness, because most people can't cross the direct gap between realms."

"However, due to the existence of treasures and various strange powers, realm cannot be used as a criterion for judging strength in high-level duels, and needs to be judged realistically."

Bai Shan raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Spells are multiplied. The power of level 1 spells is 10, level 2 is 30, and level 3 is 90. However, magic tools can expand this data to a greater level, and increase it by an additional one to four times, or even more. many.

The realm of spells is just the authority to use the corresponding spells.

Today, my strongest spell power is still only 144, which requires the help of incense. "

"Infuriating energy is the increase of the multiplier. If the power of an ordinary marrow-washing state is compared to 1, then every time after that, various powers need to be multiplied. The later stage benefits a lot, but every step is extremely difficult.

But after reaching a certain level, there is no way out except for the ways of the world, opening the heavenly scriptures, and the abyss into the devil.

Today, my strongest true energy is 254, which needs to meet various conditions. "

"Bing Dao seems to be a simple addition. If the total strength of a hundred well-trained and strong soldiers is compared to 1, then the combat power of commanding a thousand troops is 10.

This happens to be similar to the dominance figures of the Excalibur Battalion of the Ice and Fire Kingdom.

A combat power of 10 is just as good as a monk's power.

And the commander of ten thousand armies is 100.

This additional increase depends on military flags and other military treasures.

For example, now my Fenglin Volcano can increase the strength by an additional 0.3.

but
There seems to be a limit to the way of war.

Commanding all armies, you can only accept fixed enhancements, but no additional enhancements.

即便我的1级符纸人力量必然已在30左右，2级符纸人力量在90左右，可24个1级符纸人加上4个2级符纸人，能够给我的增幅却依然是100。

Even if I use the banner, but the power is still 130. "

"It's no wonder that the immortals can allow the existence of the method of commanding thousands of soldiers, because this kind of combat power is enough to fight against ordinary spirit infants, but it can't hurt the immortals at all."

"Sure enough, all the ways have been calculated, and all the ways to become stronger have long been blocked by those old monsters who have lived for an unknown number of years."

"It's ridiculous to want to take it easy, relying on a little cleverness and a little adventure, to fight against the existence that has existed for an unknown amount of time."

"It's just that I don't know the military spirit mentioned in the [Bingsheng Suicide Note], and the so-called lord controlling the generals, and how to control the generals."

"Forget it, don't think about that for now."

"At least, I have become a lot stronger again, because the way of war can be superimposed with the way of martial arts."

"The way of war needs to be soulless, but it perfectly fits the individual's true energy and physical strength."

"Then me, now my strongest strength is 254 plus 130, which is 384.

This kind of power, even in the early stage of the baby spirit holding the top-grade magic weapon, is completely capable of dealing with it. "

"As for the extra paper figurines, let's treat them as stored 'true energy'."

"Temple calculation" is over,
Bai Shan got up.

Rising from the clouds, headed for the predetermined location, and then landed on a barren cliff.

The human mask emerged and began to change, and the robes also changed accordingly.

In an instant, he turned into a heavily armored general wrapped in thick white armor and a hideous helmet.

The white armor has an empty stomach, and there are 28 talisman figures and a four-color flag with "Fenglin Volcano" painted on it.

Baishan sits in the snow like a huge snow-covered rock.

And with his present attire, even if Bai Miaochan stood in front of him, she wouldn't be able to recognize him.

"go with!"

There was a muffled cry.

Immediately, the six talisman paper men climbed up from the belly of his seamless armor, and then got out from the gap in the helmets, in threes and threes, divided into two teams, and then went directly to the Frostfoot Canyon far away from the barren mountain.

The pale heavy armor sat on the top of the cliff, and the whole body was soon covered with snow.

But Baishan didn't move, his expression was calm, and he looked into the distance quietly.

As the talisman paper man ran, the surrounding scenery quickly imprinted into his mind.

Whoosh whoosh.
In the Xuemang mountain forest, a stack of talisman paper figurines swept by like a gust of wind.

As for why it is a stack of talisman paper figures?

Because, the three talisman figures were running in the way of "riding each other".

In short, one rides one. The paper legs of the upper paper man wrap around the paper neck of the lower paper man.

Of course, this was specially arranged by Baishan, purely from the perspective of actual combat, without any scruples about shame
The bottom one is the level 1 popular talisman paper man, which runs fast.

The one in the middle is a level 2 Xiaoyinjie talisman paper figurine,
Because of the characteristics of the "Small Hidden Boundary Talisman", it is almost impossible for this running talisman to be noticed. Even if it is not discovered, it can still use the ability of the Little Hidden Boundary Talisman to make itself and its surroundings invisible.

Unless there are soul-infant monks who use the third-level search technique to conduct special area exploration, it is possible to find it.

However, because Baishan's talisman is a perfect talisman, the Xiaoyinjie talisman paper man can use the ability to superimpose three talismans. Then, the search technique at level 3 will not work, and you need level 4 to do it.

The top one is a level 2 giant sword talisman, which is like a missile launcher. If we really want to fight, it all depends on this person.

On the other side is a Level 2 Sword Rain Talisman paper figurine, which has a similar effect.

at this time
The mountain shadows fly back, the forest shadows flicker, and the already dull snowy sky is almost twilight.

Obviously, Song Qinghai chose this time to go out.

Under the control of Baishan, two teams of talisman figures quickly traveled between the canyons in the wild snow.

The paper legs skimming over the snow surface can be described as truly "stepping on" Xue Wuhen.

Because of the "internal map", the investigation area locked by Baishan is fixed, which avoids useless efforts.

Suddenly, his expression froze.

The talisman man carefully squeezed out of the gap in the cliff, his strange eyes staring down unwillingly.

under the cliff,
on the trail,
But it was an old man and a burly man in armor walking side by side, and then followed by a thousand-strong armored warriors.

The man was Song Qinghai.

As for the old man, Bai Shan also knew him, he was the old slave of the second wife of Song Mansion.

But now, this old man doesn't look like an old slave. He is clearly like a tiger and leopard once he entered the mountains and forests, with sharp pupils and full of momentum.

"It's true that there are dragons and crouching tigers hidden everywhere." Bai Shan secretly sighed in his heart, and then carefully controlled the talisman paper figurine to follow the two of them.

At the same time, he himself got up, and hurried to that place quickly.

He was also very curious about what Song Qinghai was going to do.

"Qing Hai, is it really alright for you to bring these thousand people?"

"Uncle Cao, they are called the Human Head Army. They are soldiers who fought with me through life and death. They are loyal to me. If they leave this time, they may never return, so I took them with me.

And if the follower has not found conclusive evidence, I can still say that I led a patrol. "

"Well" the old man didn't say much, but responded, and said, "Twenty miles ahead, there is a stream, and the source of the stream is the entrance of a small world. , you can pull out the long spear from it. Receive the power of the Buddha's empowerment, and then break through in one fell swoop. As for how much you can break through, it depends on your own luck."

After finishing speaking, he paused suddenly, flicked his gray long sleeves, and said in a loud voice: "As for those who are chasing, let me, the surviving ghost of the previous dynasty, block it for Your Highness."

The talisman man's hearing was excellent, and the words of the two fell into Bai Shan's ears exactly.

He pondered for a while.

The blood of the Jin royal family?

Since his mother is Concubine Yu, he must have one too.

That being the case, why didn't he try to get it?
And Song Qinghai, the brother-in-law, actually became his fellow clan?This life experience is also very strange.

Suddenly, a map of this place appeared in his mind.

"Twenty miles ahead of that spot, the source of the stream. Got it."

Baishan rises from the clouds.

Whoosh! !

Like a whirlwind, the surrounding wind and snow were blown away.

He flew towards the determined direction.

After a while.
The pale armored man landed at the source of the Frozen Creek.

The world of ice and snow is white as far as the eye can see, and the gurgling stream has long been frozen.

Baishan has been to "Yantuo Secret Realm" and "Winter Forbidden Land" before, and it is not unusual for him to re-enter such a small world.

With a thought in his mind, fourteen twisted paper figurines squeezed out from his helmet, spreading out like a circle of electric arcs, and then spun rapidly to investigate.

There are still four talisman figures in the Baishan armor, because the military power of "Controlling the Ten Thousand Armies" can only allow him to superimpose the power of the four talisman figures, and more are just for backup.

The paper people are driven reluctantly in the snow, exploring
Bai Shan stood among the flying paper people, quietly observing the movement around him.

Suddenly,

His expression changed, because he had already noticed that the figure of a talisman paper figure had disappeared.

His gaze also followed the talisman paper man into a completely different world.

A gray, dilapidated, lifeless gray world.

No sun, no snow.

In the center sits a slowly rotting skeleton.

The skeleton sat on a twelve-leaf lotus platform, but the lotus platform had already cracked, and it seemed that it would collapse completely with just a slight movement.

Looking at the sitting posture of the skeleton, nine out of ten it is the great power of Buddhism.

However, there is no special item such as the mask of the heart demon left under the bones of the Buddhist power.
There was only a long spear wrapped in black chains, standing quietly in front of the skeleton.

Bai Shan manipulated the talisman paper man who "wrongly entered" into it to jump out, jumping left and right, three times left and three times right, spinning and jumping with his eyes closed.
In short, as high-profile as possible.

The talisman paper man was very depressed, but it was suppressed by the "soul suppression", and it couldn't help itself. No matter what shameful actions Bai Shan asked it to do, it had to do it.

Its venomous pupils showed a certain kind of dullness, and it looked like "I knew I should be an earth-bound evil spirit, what are you doing with this troubled paper figurine?"

After tossing for a while, Bai Shan saw that there was no danger triggered in this small world, so he flew into it, some paper figurines protected him, and others stayed outside, shouldering the responsibilities of "eyes" and "guards" .

clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
Bai Shan stepped in, and the paper figurines spun around him.

But obviously, there is no danger here.

Bai Shan walked up to the spear held by the black chain, stared at it for a while, then took off the white armor with a thought, turning it into ordinary clothes, and then stretched out his hand to hold the spear.

His hand was getting closer and closer, and then he grabbed it violently.

But at this moment, endless golden "*" characters that almost blind people's eyes rotated and emerged rapidly, and the illuminated small world was shining brightly.

"Get up!"

Baishan capacity.

But the golden "卍" character became more and more violent, resisting his power stubbornly, it seemed that Baishan did not meet the conditions.

Yoshihisa
Bai Shan withdrew his hand and looked at the gun silently.

Suddenly, a scene appeared in front of his eyes, and the talisman paper man guarding outside saw Song Qinghai coming.

Bai Shan immediately hid himself, he was a person who should not appear here at all.

another moment
A man with a calm temperament and a burly figure stepped in carrying the wind and snow.

With a firm face and shining pupils, Song Qinghai walked straight towards the spear, and then stretched out his hand like Bai Shan, with five fingers clenched around the gun that was entangled in chains.

chi chi chi.
Suddenly, the infinite golden "卍" character emerged again.

But different from Baishan, these golden "卍" characters are like snow meeting soup, slowly changing from resistance to acceptance.

Then, those black chains "swish" into Song Qinghai's body, and the many "卍" characters seemed to find a way, and burrowed into Song Qinghai's body.

The blood splattered and fell on the ground of this small world, but the ground did not absorb his blood, but instead turned into blood droplets, rolling like dewdrops on leaves.

However, Song Qinghai's expression didn't show any pain at all. It even showed a kind of comfortable look.

Obviously, he was receiving empowerment.

Bai Shan watched silently, at this moment, he suddenly understood one thing
Perhaps, he was not the former prince at all.

He remembered that when he was a child, he held Concubine Yu's hand and asked, "Mom, who is my father?"

But Concubine Yu never said anything, she just found a topic to divert.

If his father is from the former royal family, then what's the point of just saying his name?But until he returned to Zhujia Village and saw the last words given to him by Concubine Yu, he didn't hear any information about his father.Moreover, the former elders of Zhujiacun never let him shoulder the responsibilities of the "former royal family".

At this moment, he watched Song Qinghai activate the empowerment spear towards the blood of the royal family before, and finally made a guess.

Afterwards, a paper talisman came to him holding a blood bead.

Bai Shan casually poked out a drop of his own blood, and aimed at the drop of blood.

Tick
His blood fell down and fell into Song Qinghai's blood.

In an instant, the blood parted, and the lines were clear.

His blood occupied the center, while Song Qinghai's blood beads quickly lingered outside as if they had been greatly repelled.

Bai Shan watched this scene quietly.

His guess was confirmed.

He is not royal.

He has no royal blood.

Naturally, he couldn't harvest the gun.

He was thinking about whether to do something for the former dynasty, because after all, the blood of the former royal family flowed in his body, but now this road has disappeared directly.

Because he is not royal.

So, who is he?

The past life has long been like a dream, but this life is the real existence.

And his only relative...

"Sister Miao Miao" Bai Shan murmured softly from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly missed Bai Miaochan.

However, after this life, Sister Miaomiao will be gone, not even reincarnation.

Thinking of this, the troubles of not harvesting the Buddha spear and not fully understanding one's life experience seem nothing.

Boom boom boom! !

Outside the small world, the ground shook for a while.

The 1000-headed army brought by Song Qinghai tightly grasped the spear with hands that were almost frozen, and smashed it to the ground.

Bang bang bang!
"what!"

Bang bang bang!
"what!"

With two loud roars, the head army general Chang Ge pointed forward, his eyes were frosty, and he regarded death as home.

In front of them are two silhouettes of monks soaring in the clouds.

Under the clouds, there are still densely packed soldiers holding swords, about [-] in number, with a terrifying momentum and swords drawn.

The 1000-head army confronted the [-] soldiers.

Suddenly, the five thousand soldiers parted ways, only to see a general stepping out of the snow, swinging his cold iron sword towards the sky, and asked loudly, "Where is Song Qinghai?!"

The leader of the Human Head Army is a simple man, and he only said: "Everyone is doing his job, going out on a tour, what does it have to do with you?"

The general sneered and said, "I'm afraid it has something to do with the previous court?"

The leader of the Human Head Army said: "General Song just led the army to patrol here, why do you slander him?"

He knew the truth, so he was helping Song Qinghai delay the time, after all Song Qinghai needed time to receive the empowerment.

In the sky, the two monks stroked their beards and looked down at their feet, looking at the mortals like ants, talking freely.

The two of them, one named Qiu Zongzhuo and the other Lehuangtu, were both outstanding among casual cultivators. Unfortunately, among casual cultivators, resources were limited and skills were unsustainable. After the immortal world came, they always wanted to find the heaven. The way, this time was finally found by them.

Daoist Xunfeng, a disciple of the third generation of Qingyun Immortal Sect, took the scattered cultivators to work, and promised to lead them to the fairy world after the task was completed.

Suddenly, Qiu Zong moved his eyes and saw an old man in the crowd. He couldn't help smiling, and then raised his voice, "Cao Jianxian, don't you have any problems?"

Seeing that he was seen through, Cao Chunfeng raised his head and drew his sword, pointed at the sky, and said with trembling beard, "Qiu Zong's work, Le Huang Tu, Da Jin treats you well, why do you want to be an eagle dog?"

Le Huangtu smiled and said nothing.

Qiu Zong wrote but said: "Since the gate of heaven opened and the fairyland came to dust, this world is no longer the mortal's own. Cao Jianxian, you should have left a long time ago. Let me see you off today."

The dialogue between the two made the two armies below immediately understand that "the skin is torn."

"kill!"

"kill!"

Amidst the shouts, the two sides held weapons and torches and confronted each other in the night.

Cao Chunfeng's eyebrows flickered, and he held a finger-sized sword case in his palm. The sword case grew in the wind, and it became the length of an arm in an instant.

The sword box opened with a "click", revealing a few inches of cold light inside.

"Sword up!"

Cao Chunfeng let out a roar, pointing his fingers to the sky.

Whoosh whoosh~~~
The cold light flew out inch by inch, shooting towards Qiu Zongzhu in the sky.

Qiu Zongzhu's reaction was not slow either. As early as when Cao Chunfeng took out the magic weapon of the sword box, he also grabbed a magic wheel of Youlan and threw it out.

Wherever the giant wheel went, it drove the surrounding ice and snow into ice spears and shot towards Cao Chunfeng.

The two sides immediately exchanged hands.

small world
Song Qinghai was still receiving the empowerment, but Baishan had already seen the outside world clearly through the paper figurine.

Obviously, the people of the sixth senior brother Xunfeng Zhenren are fighting against the people from the previous dynasty.

He decided to help the former dynasty for the following reasons:
One, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and keeping the people from the previous dynasty will give Qingyun Xianzong a headache;
Second, Song Qinghai is his brother-in-law;

Third, he doesn't like Xianzong's "refining alchemy with people", but it is impossible for him to stand on the front stage by himself. Now that people from the previous dynasty are making trouble, that would be the best;

Fourth, in the confrontation between Cao Chunfeng and Qiu Zongzhu, he already knew that this was the confrontation in the early stage of the Spiritual Infant Realm, he could practice his skills and test his new strength.

With a flash of thought, Bai Shan adjusted himself to the "non-spiritualized" state, and then quietly walked out of the small world.

When it reappeared, it was already a white-armored giant standing in the wind and snow.

In the dark, Baishan's "night devil" was suddenly aroused.

He watched the two fighting in the distance, and silently grabbed a throwing knife. In such an environment, his throwing knife can exert terrifying power
However, before he could draw his saber, Le Huangtu, who was soaring in the sky, spotted him.

Le Huangtu seemed to sense an inexplicable crisis from him, and immediately sacrificed a magic weapon—a bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror was when the Buddhism was destroyed, he took advantage of the fire to find the fourth-grade magic weapon-the big sun mirror.

The sun mirror was reduced to a third-grade magic weapon because of damage.

When Cao Chunfeng saw Le Huangtu holding up the mirror, he thought he would target him, but when he glanced away, he saw a pale man with the appearance of a heavy armored general at the end of the stream.

He froze for a while, because he didn't know this person either.

At this time, the big sun mirror has risen from Le Huangtu's hand, floating in mid-air.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with light.

The original dark night was completely illuminated.

Bai Shan's expression moved, his "Night Devil" was accidentally broken.

But it doesn't matter.

With a thought in his mind, the power of military power surged towards him from the talisman man hidden in the armor, and many other powers also surged up. The surging and majestic airflow directly centered on him, like a tsunami The wind and snow slammed into the surrounding area, and the surrounding trees that were pulled were like paper, collapsing and toppling directly.

Everyone couldn't help but stop, even Cao Chunfeng and Qiu Zongzhu couldn't help but paused, and looked here.

half empty,

Le Huangtu recognized this power, and with subconscious contempt, he laughed and said, "Martial arts true energy?!"

In his mind, the true energy of human martial arts cannot be compared with spiritual energy at all.

So what if it looks majestic?

Is manpower invincible?

No.

Le Huangtu's immortal roots flickered between his brows, and he raised his hand lightly to press down.

The sun mirror was more radiant, and an incomparably hot beam of light condensed out of it, shooting towards the mortals on the ground.

Bai Shan felt this power silently, and then took a step forward without any hesitation.

Bang! ! !
As soon as he stepped on the ground, with Baishan as the center, all the land around him collapsed and crumbled, and snow, mud, rocks and trees rose up.

And he turned into a pale meteor.

The military energy gathered in his right hand, condensed with his original true energy, and formed a huge blood claw that was more than one meter long.

Bloodclaw confronts the beam of light.

In the next instant, the beam of light was smashed to pieces.

Le Huangtu was so startled that he was about to burst into tears, his mind suddenly froze, this matter was impossible.

But he reacted quickly, and he turned around and wanted to run away, regardless of the sun mirror.

But as soon as he moved, he saw many spirit swords rising up in the void, shooting at him densely, which made him stop.

Le Huangtu took a look and saw many small dark dots standing in the snow, but he didn't know what they were.

"Fellow Daoist Zongzhu, save me!!" He yelled, and at the same time wanted to grab Zhang Fulu again.

But Baishan's speed was not slow. His heavy body stepped on a snowflake in mid-air, and a thunderous sound exploded. He rushed to him like a cicada, and the bloody claws grabbed Le Huangtu's body, gently a pinch.

The defense of the magic robe shimmered, but it couldn't stop Baishan's power at this time.

This is just the bones of the body that have been washed, just like a mosquito that has sucked blood, it explodes directly between Baishan's five fingers, and the blood splatters and falls like rain.

boom!
The pale man in heavy armor and a hideous helmet landed on the ground, shook off the blood on his hands, grabbed the unowned sun mirror and put it into the mustard bag in his arms.

The two armies stopped fighting immediately, and there was no sound.

(End of this chapter)