I want to embrace the moon for nine days
Chapter 187 Come to this magic altar, the talisman of God’s will
Even when there was no war in the past, the Xiongguan Pass in the west of Chang'an Zhucheng City was always open day and night, and there were always people on duty within twelve hours.
Since the army of zombies attacked the city, in the past few months, more troops have gathered in the city gate, and the rotation time has been divided more carefully and accurately to ensure that each wave of soldiers is responsible for defense on the city wall as much as possible. They are all in a state of full energy.
Even late at night, at least one of Chang'an City's top generals was sitting on the city wall, looking at the west against the cold wind.
And the person responsible for guarding here tonight is Zhang Anshou.
He moved a big chair and sat here. Although his posture was a bit lazy, he was definitely the most competent lookout with the eyesight of a man with a powerful soul.
When the army of living corpses was still more than ten miles away, he had already noticed the clues. Looking at the tide of green and black corpses pouring out from the mountains, he just knocked on the gong beside him as a signal.
Not only him, but also all the soldiers on the city, after receiving the order, although they used gongs to fight and spread the order among the defenders one by one, they were not too excited or urgent.
This war has been going on for several months. In the first month, they could still be extra energetic because of such scenes, which were more or less mixed with panic, stimulating their bodies and minds.
However, life on the battlefield is one of the best ways to make people feel that time is long.
They don't know when they started, but they have become accustomed to the living corpses coming during the day, at night, when there are many, and when there are few, endlessly, constantly invading the city gates, and being repelled every time. .
Among the defenders, the most agile and agile group of light-armored elite soldiers were already very skilled in preparing to go down the city wall as the first line of defense. After fighting until they were a little tired, they returned to the city wall to take turns.
According to the procedure, the herald came over to ask Zhang Anshou for instructions.
He could even imagine that Zhang Anshou would just hum and pick up the wine gourd hanging next to the chair and continue drinking.
Drinking is not allowed in the army, especially strong alcoholic beverages that smell of alcohol even if the gourd is blocked.
However, a master whose soul is in his body will not get intoxicated by drinking at all. If Zhang Anshou wants to drink, no one will care.
But this time, Zhang Anshou's hand that went to take the gourd stopped on the surface of the gourd. He did not make a sound of agreement from his mouth. Instead, he gradually sat up straight and stared outside the city.
The moon is sparse, the wind is howling, and although it has not snowed heavily since the beginning of winter, there is always a thin layer of frost outside the city at night, reflecting the moonlight. As far as the eye can see, the earth is completely white.
Every time in the past, when those blue-black corpses approached the city wall, they were like ink spreading on the uneven, inferior paper of varying thicknesses.
It erodes and destroys the frosty white landscape with a look that makes people irritated just by looking at it.
But tonight, the army of living corpses appeared in more than a dozen cone-shaped formations, growing longer and longer from the beginning of the mountains, spreading across the wilderness.
When there were only five or six miles left from the city wall, the formation still did not scatter.
Such a formation really looks like a big army.
"The subordinates of Prince Bai's Mansion, the generals who controlled the living corpses, did not hide far away from the reach of the whip this time, but blended in among the living corpses?!"
Zhang Anshou immediately made this judgment and sent a message to Du Wentong, Dong Ling'er and others, asking the elite light-armored soldiers who had just been prepared to stay on the city wall, and asked for the most elite silver-armored sword and ax hands to come over.
He himself also grabbed the wine gourd, drank most of the liquor from the gourd in one breath, wiped the wine beads on his beard, and lifted his spirits to the tune of 120,000 yuan.
As early as the first time the city was attacked by an army of living zombies, Du Wentong and others had realized that those living zombies were still brainless and would suddenly undergo large-scale changes. Someone must be behind the scenes and sent out scouts many times to investigate. But there was no result.
It wasn't until Jiangdong Station in Dingyi City came to report the news that Prince Bai's Mansion came to light.
Dong Ling'er also volunteered to go out in person, but encountered great danger. If Du Wentong hadn't brought Fentian Baoyu directly to the rescue, he might not have been able to return.
However, this was the first time so far that they had captured the traces of the soldiers of the White Prince's Palace on the frontal battlefield.
Zhang Anshou concentrated his attention and scanned the battlefield, not daring to miss any unusual sign.
Just after the silver-armored swordsman and the army of zombies came into close combat, more than a hundred chariots came galloping five miles away from the city gate.
The chariots were heavy and each had to be pulled by four horses, so they were quite conspicuous. Moreover, when there was already a fierce battle under the city gate, these chariots did not continue to approach. Instead, they turned their horses' heads and gathered together.
What is even more eye-catching is that after the chariots approached a certain distance, the driver directly cut off the ropes, letting the horses gallop away, and the chariots tilted and slid to the ground.
The shape and structure of the chariots were carefully calculated. After the wheels were removed and flattened, every four chariots were put together to form a flat-roofed palace.
On the first floor of the hall, four more chariots were added to form the second floor of the hall.
The zombie demons with bloody eyes and blue skin and wearing the general's armor will soon have to do it themselves, carrying heavy chariots, running to high places, and adding chariots layer by layer.
Bang! Bang! Bang! ! !
The sound of steel colliding layer by layer and the creaking sound of the chariot at the bottom made these generals whose hearts had already become cold after transforming into zombie demons feel a little excited.
From the first day they saw the cities of Chang'an, they had been waiting for this day to arrive, waiting for the day when these chariots were completed and set foot on the battlefield.
This day will also be the day when they win a great victory and gain dominance over the world.
A high platform in the middle and eight high towers in all directions were built in nine places at the same time. Starting from the gathering of carriages, the whole process took less than half a quarter of an hour to complete.
Prince Bai's figure flew from behind and landed on the high platform.
The entire high platform made of steel swayed slightly due to his step, but in the next moment, the entire high platform sank three inches, and the structure from top to bottom seemed to become tighter and more stable.
It no longer looks like it was pieced together, but like it was cast into one from the beginning.
"Now that the high tower altar is completed, you should retreat a few miles away in case any Burning Sky Baoyu falls here."
Prince Bai waved his hand, and Bai Dingchen, who was responsible for building the high platform, and the corpse demon soldiers between the eight high towers all took orders to retreat.
It is still uncertain whether the Burning Sky Baoyu in Chang'an City has been used up, which is a problem.
Originally, this corpse demon sacrifice should be held at the solstice time of the year, the winter solstice, to achieve the best effect, but now it has been moved forward several days.
But in order to seize the opportunity, Prince Bai easily erased the regrets and hidden dangers from his heart.
He stood on a high platform, accepting the adoring and enthusiastic gazes of all the corpse demons and living soldiers around him, and slowly raised his hands, looking up at the night sky.
"Born with thin muscles and bones, the human body is full of regrets. The prime of life passes by in a hurry, and the time cannot be saved. The suburbs are not peaceful, and the elderly cannot be at peace. The lack of teeth at the age of 100 is a tragedy for the bone marrow."
Prince Bai stared at the night sky, and the tone of his chant was not high, but each word was longer than the last word. Suddenly, in a trance, the voice, which was neither high nor low, had spread throughout the country.
The sound of galloping horses, the ringing of soul-calming bells, the galloping roars of countless living corpses, and the fierce fighting under the city wall could not stop the penetration of this sound.
It is the winter wind that roars endlessly from the sky and the earth, and the icy air currents that come across mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. At this time, they can only serve as a foil for this kind of chant.
It was a spell, not an incantation. It was just an excerpt from a chapter, a poem made up casually, but it was the sigh that Prince Bai felt when he felt the source of the corpse transformation.
So for him, this has surpassed any mysterious and formal spell in the world. It is the most effective spell among the 84,000 words and tones.
"Cold and heat are like knives and axes, destroying them day and night. The seven emotions cannot be let go for fear of damaging the liver and gallbladder. The mountains and seas are shallow, and death is difficult to cross them. Everything is like a prison, who dares to explore it with one's body?"
"Bitter sigh! Bitter sigh! Bitter sigh!!"
A few miles away, Zhang Anshou on the city wall watched the eight towers being built at an incredible speed.
Looking at Prince Bai's behavior on the high platform, I heard these voices clearly.
As a strong man with divine soul in his body, his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, as well as his senses in the dark, are extraordinary. But now, this extraordinary keen perception has brought him far more power than ordinary people. Disaster pressure.
Zhang Anshou, who was originally watching the situation on the battlefield, could not help but raise his gaze to the night sky.
He could already feel that behind the clouds in the night sky, at a higher place, the deep night was glowing with a dark red luster.
The swirling bloody glow poured from an unknown place and inserted between the moonlight and the earth.
During the time of this sacrificial poem, the normal moonlight could no longer reach the earth.
Zhang Anshou could clearly tell that there was a touch of blood in the cold and pale moonlight, and then the blood became thicker and thicker.
Until the entire bright moon in his eyes was soaked in moist blood.
The blood vessels around the corners of Zhang Anshou's eyes have completely bulged, like fine green nets, and the veins on his forehead are visibly trembling. The palms of his hands that are resting on the city wall have been involuntarily sunk into the wall bricks. His fingers are bent and scratched like pieces. pink.
He lowered his head suddenly, sweating like raindrops, and his heart accelerated unsatisfactorily. He wanted to warn others, but he didn't know what to do to warn everyone in order to guard against that ominous premonition.
"Where is the land of paradise? From the beginning, the devil's altar!!!"
Prince Bai's voice continued to come, and the last words were different from the previous deepness.
In ten words, the volume was raised to the limit, turning into a roar that shook the night sky.
boom! ! ! !
The sound in the sky responded to Prince Bai's call.
A blood-red halo appeared in the sky above the Eight Pagodas. It was far clearer, smoother and pure than the clouds in the night sky elsewhere, and it expanded rapidly to the surroundings.
Black lightning roared repeatedly, electric dragons and snakes flashed wantonly in the bloody sky, and then struck the altar below.
The steel frame exerted its greatest effect at this moment, and the black current flashed, lingered, and lingered on the high platform and eight towers.
The thick black electric light kept twisting and never disconnected, almost connecting the bloody sky and the nine altars together.
The white frost on the ground, now reflected by the bloody sky, seemed to have turned into red frost flowers, trembling and cracking with the thunder.
Under the frost, what is seen is not the land and vegetation, but corpses, corpses stretching as far as the eye can see. For several months, on this battlefield, zombies rushed towards the city wall almost every day and died here.
The blood of living corpses is thick and will not spread easily. The corpses of living corpses are like wood and stone and will not rot and cause plague. There is no need to worry about it in winter.
Moreover, there were not so many manpower in the city to clean up, so these corpses were laid out on the battlefield. Day after day, there were more and more corpses.
Tonight, during this sacrifice, tens of thousands of gray-black airflows rose up from the pile of corpses that no longer threatened.
It is obviously gray-black, but it does not affect people's sight at all. It is gray-black and transparent, giving it an illusory feeling.
But the impact of this airflow is by no means illusory.
The soldiers fighting up and down the city wall felt as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer as soon as the air currents rose. Their chests felt tight and they suddenly felt exhausted.
On the spot, dozens of swordsmen staggered and were knocked down by the living corpses. Fortunately, the flying centipede's skyrocketing silver light shot past and cut off all the nearby living corpses.
After all, these silver-armored swordsmen and axemen were not comparable to ordinary light-armored elite soldiers. Even though they had some bites and lacerations on their bodies, they still seized the opportunity and ran up the city wall.
The flying centipede showed off its power, but Yang Baifa stood on the wall with a very heavy expression.
Just a moment ago, he actually felt a little tired, and his energy was draining away more than ten times faster than normal.
On the contrary, the living corpses under the city wall became extremely excited. They climbed up the city wall by stacking the human wall, and they were constantly digging, pulling, and hitting the masonry of the city wall.
When Du Wentong swept up to the top of the city with a spear inlaid with the Burning Sky Jade, he felt that the entire city wall was shaking slightly.
"King of Martial Arts!"
Zhang Anshou, who had looked directly at the whole process of the sacrifice, beat his chest and took a breath, "He stood so obviously and unscrupulously exposed his position. I'm afraid he has the means to deal with the Burning Sky Baoyu. This is the only one, don't touch it lightly!"
Du Wentong's pupils tightened: "But..."
"Where's Hanshan?"
Yang Baifa turned his head and said, "How could he wake up later than us? Isn't he here yet?!"
Boom, boom! ! !
There were a few more black electric lights in the sky that fell on the altar, the thunder was about to become louder, and the illusory gray-black air flow became even more intense.
The Xiongguan City in the west is vast, and the sound of zombies attacking and fighting outside the city has not yet awakened those who have entered the dreamland of the sky.
But the trembling feeling at this moment made all the dreamers stand on end and opened their eyes in horror.
They sat up from the bed, clutching their chests for no apparent reason, breathing heavily.
The people who were resting normally also woke up at this moment and turned their sights to the west.
This moment was the moment when Su Hanshan, in the dream of the sky, felt that everyone in Xiongguan in the west was out of the dream at the same time.
He himself is also in the Western Pass, but he has the Eyes of Heaven and has established a stable connection with the Five Zang Temple. The impact of heart palpitations is slower than that of everyone else.
At this moment, Su Hanshan had a strange perspective.
His consciousness seemed to have returned to his body, and he was rushing towards the city at high speed, but another figure that also belonged to him was still between the dreamland of the sky and the desert sand at the bottom of the sea, staring at the eyes of the sky on the back of his hand.
Half in reality, half in a dream, people are completely awake, but what they feel is as strange and ethereal as a dream.
As he flew away from the air, green light spots spread out from his left hand and behind his back.
The light spots spread wider and wider, and in the process of spreading, they continue to increase in number, seeming as light as nothing and about to fall.
When Su Hanshan reached the top of the city, the city was already filled with flying cyan light.
The will of the sky has raised Su Hanshan's role as a medium to the highest level, so that after he returns to reality, his silhouette will still exist in the dream, allowing the power accumulated in the dream of the sky to come into reality.
Su Hanshan felt this series of changes, but when he saw the situation outside the city clearly, his heart sank.
Those gray-black illusory air currents were unknown to others, but he knew them.
Normal gas is actually composed of substantial particles, but the individual structures are so small that the human body cannot detect them.
But that kind of gray air flow is an incorporeal existence, just like the vitality of heaven and earth, it is pure energy.
But that does not belong to the inherent vitality of heaven and earth in nature. I am afraid it is the energy of the corpse demon derived from the source of corpse transformation.
The martial arts in this world place great emphasis on the soul and spirit, supplemented by the physical body, and have too little involvement in the vitality of heaven and earth.
The will of heaven is formed by the power of all living beings, and the means it can use are also limited by the living beings of the world.
To fight against the source of the zombies in such a completely unfamiliar field would be to get twice the result with half the effort.
Yang Baifa and others all saw something was wrong with his expression.
Seeing that those illusory air currents were already crushing towards the city wall, Du Wentong tightened his grip on his spear and prepared to project the Burning Sky Baoyu regardless.
Su Hanshan held his shoulders, and a look of surprise, familiarity, surprise, and surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
The will of heaven showed its ability beyond expectations at this moment.
The cyan light spots flying towards the city, after landing, each light spot turned into a human-shaped shadow. In an instant, countless human figures filled the streets, houses, attics, and rivers.
Some people who had just woken up seemed to have caught a glimpse of themselves and their neighbors when they looked out of the window.
Some people also saw their instructors and new friends in the dream. It was said that they came from other cities and from the coast of the Bohai Sea.
These lights and shadows are exactly the thoughts accumulated by everyone who has entered the dream since the dream of heaven began.
Being able to release this power in time is not a surprise.
The biggest reason that surprised and delighted Su Hanshan was the arrangement and movement of these lights and shadows.
Those figures, without weight or substance, floated and moved in the air, forming countless large and small, overlapping circles that slowly rotated in various directions throughout the city.
In the night sky, there are colorless and blurry outlines, vaguely emerging, like the canyon cut by the heavenly sword, like the swamp with rising geothermal heat, like the six faces of the human heart, like the Xuanyin Ice Moon, and the six surrounding stars.
There are even heavenly wolves raising their heads, tigers roaring, scribes singing poems, warriors raising their fists, and dragons seeing their heads but not their tails.
Hundreds of colorless images, majestic and huge, fleeting, floating in cycles, forming a surging vitality, resisting the energy of the corpse demon outside the city.
That is the Yin Talisman Feng Shui, the Six Tao Formation, and the Xuanyin Scripture.
The records of all living beings throughout the ages are in the sea of dreams of all living beings, and are all illuminated by the will of heaven.
All the experiences Su Hanshan experienced when he came to this world also left corresponding traces in the will of heaven.
From the time he came here, he was already one of the common people in this world!
Once upon a time, on the night when he understood Feng Shui and transformed evil spirits in Juma City, the secrets of practice from other worlds were already added to the will of the sky.
Now, when these mysterious methods are operated and presented from the perspective of heaven, they are infinitely higher than Su Hanshan's original understanding and practice.
The Yin Talisman of Heaven's Will reverses the Six Evil Feng Shui Formation!
Turn evil spirits into elements and use Qi to fight Qi!
Also in the field of vitality, resist the corpse demon energy.
"Although the will of heaven is ignorant due to its vastness, it also has the great advantage of being all-encompassing..."
Su Hanshan looked away from those formations and looked outside the city, still unfinished, "Unfortunately, in the cities of Chang'an, less than half of the population has entered the dreamland of the sky so far. If there is more time, the situation will be better."
Now, the Will of Heaven is only more on the defensive.
There were too many living corpses piled up outside the city. After the black lightning was introduced into the ground, the corpse demon energy continued to be generated. At the same time, in the eight high towers used as media, there were many clumps of bloody and black lightning corpse energy gathering outside the surface, such as Beating like a heart.
The energy of the corpse demon surged more and more violently, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, hitting the western pass one after another.
Although the people on the city wall were protected, they were still overwhelmed by the momentum and could not control themselves.
Du Yuanzhen murmured: "So they want to turn everyone in the city into living corpses?"
Du Wentong leaned on his spear and said, "What should we do now?"
"If you throw a spear here, you won't be able to accurately land it on a high platform five miles away."
Su Hanshan looked at the altar. The figure on the high platform, hidden by the black lightning, also looked back at him accurately. His blood-red eyes were bent, as if he was already confident about the result of this mutual waste.
"Since this guy showed up on his own initiative, how could you not accept his invitation?"
Su Hanshan cracked his knuckles and narrowed his eyes at the smiling corpse demon, "This is the only thing we can do now... get out of the city and kill him!"
(End of this chapter)
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