Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 890

Zhao Yifan was suspended in mid-air.

Stimulated by the aura, the light on the golden awl in his hand soared.

With a scoff, the golden cone sank into the mountain, like a nail being driven into tofu.

After a few strokes, a piece of feldspar eight meters high, two meters wide, and about half a meter thick fell off the mountain and fell downward.

Zhao Yifan stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, and the falling speed of the feldspar immediately slowed down, and it was suspended in midair.

"This guy is really heavy!"

Zhao Yifan tried it. The feldspar weighed at least five or six hundred catties. With his current cultivation, he could take it back.

But it also consumes some of his aura.

Taking a deep breath, the spiritual energy in Qihai surged out, and the feldspar suspended below slowly rose, followed Zhao Yifan, and flew towards Hei Brun Village.

After counting for about 10 minutes, we came to the sky above Hebrun Village.

"...It's Mr. Zhao!"

"Look, what a big rock!"

The villagers of Hebrun Village saw Zhao Yifan flying in the air and the feldspar when he was about to approach.

no way.

That feldspar is too conspicuous.

Floating in the air, it is almost like a large door panel.

This is the first time Tashi and others have seen people who can fly in the air.

If it wasn't for Elizabeth's obstruction, some villagers would even kneel down and worship Zhao Yifan in the air.

This also made them understand what is called a master of heaven and man!
It turns out that Heavenly Man means a person who can fly in the sky.

With a bang, the flying feldspar landed heavily on the location of the monument that Elizabeth had designated earlier.

The ground seemed to shake.

"This is used as a monument, shouldn't it be a problem?"

After Zhao Yifan fell down, he said to Elizabeth with a smile.

"Well, no problem."

Elizabeth nodded. The four sides of the feldspar have been cut smoothly, and there is no need to polish it again.

Tashi, Lang Mu and other villagers came to the side of the feldspar and looked up.

This eight-meter-high feldspar, looking up, gives people a sense of oppression and solemnity.

"Yifan."

Elizabeth pondered for a moment and said, "Please carve a few words on this stone tablet."

"Well, tell me, what to engrave."

Zhao Yifan nodded in agreement.

Elizabeth looked back at Tashi and the others, thought for a moment, and said, "Write a 'Monument to Heroes', and write a line below it. I would like to use this monument to commemorate the comrades who died in the pursuit of freedom!"

After a pause, she said to Tashi: "Do you think it's okay to write like this?"

Tashi's body trembled. He never expected that Elizabeth would ask for his own opinion. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he respectfully said, "I have no opinion, miss."

"What about you?"

Elizabeth's eyes fell on everyone.

"I do not have."

"I do not have either!"

The crowd responded.

"That's it, Yifan."

After consulting everyone's opinions, Elizabeth turned her head and said to Zhao Yifan.

"Is this how your characters are written?"

Zhao Yifan wrote a few big characters on the land and asked Tashi.

"Probably?"

Tashi said with an uncertain face.

The others were also dumbfounded.

"That seems to be the case."

Zhao Yifan suddenly realized that Tashi and the others could not read at all, but their language was roughly the same, and their accent was basically the same as that of people from the northwestern provinces of China.

Zhao Yifan had some doubts about this before—could it be that this is the "Heavenly Palace" that those people in the myths and legends entered through Buzhou Mountain?

of course.

These questions were asked to Tashi and others, they were completely unaware.

Zhao Yifan lightly touched the ground with his toes, and floated into the air again. Spiritual energy poured into the golden awl in his hand, and slowly descended while writing.

Written on the stone tablet, the five characters of the Monument to Heroes.

Next, Zhao Yifan wrote a line of slightly smaller handwriting under the five big characters—I would like to use this monument to commemorate the comrades who died in the pursuit of freedom.

"Zashi."

After Zhao Yifan finished writing, Elizabeth turned her head and said seriously to Tashi: "You have counted, how many comrades died in the battle just now?"

"The statistics are completed, young lady."

Tashi's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "We sacrificed more than 60 comrades just now!"

"so much?"

Elizabeth was a little surprised. After all, the number of guards was only more than 20 people, and during the battle, the villagers who were several times larger than the guards, relying on the advantage of the number of people, were all three or four people, or even five or six people at the same time. Attack a guard.

Under such circumstances, the number of villagers who died was three times the number of guards.

"It seems that we must hurry up and let these villagers exercise."

Elizabeth thought to herself.

"Yes young lady."

Tashi said sadly: "They have weapons in their hands. Most of us use stones and the like. There are only a dozen farm tools. It is very difficult to put together..."

"Well, I see."

Elizabeth nodded, seeing that except for Tashi, the villagers behind him also had sad faces at this moment, Elizabeth frowned slightly, and raised her voice slightly: "I know, everyone's heart is full of sadness." It’s uncomfortable, but the reality is so cruel, if you want to be free, if you don’t want to be driven and enslaved by others from now on, then this is the only way to go!”

"Not long ago, your comrades fell in a pool of blood for freedom. I believe that this is just the beginning. In the future, more comrades will sacrifice on the road to freedom, but This still can't stop us!"

"When we decided to embark on this bumpy, thorny, and difficult road, death has been closely connected with us, but even if it is accompanied by death, we will not regret it, let alone shrink back. "

Speaking of this, Elizabeth pointed to the newly erected hero monument behind her with her finger, and said loudly: "Because our shoulders carry not only our own hopes, but also the comrades who died. Comrades, their hopes and dreams, they are our strong backing, supporting us to move forward! Comrades, raise your heads, puff up your chests, look at me, look at this monument to heroes, I want to ask you One sentence, do you regret it?"

"No regrets!"

Rum was the first to answer loudly.

"I don't regret it either!"

Tulu, who had faced the guard's iron gun and was trembling with fright, also shouted loudly.

"I do not regret!"

A villager with a somewhat stooped figure tried to straighten his back.

No one has the slightest hesitation.

"Then are you afraid of death?"

After everyone had answered, Elizabeth showed a smile on her pretty face, "Tell me, are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!"

Rum was the first to shout again. Indeed, in the previous battle, everyone saw him calmly dealing with a guard without the slightest timidity.

"I'm not afraid either."

Tashi said in a low voice.

"I……"

Just as Turu said a word, the guard he killed with his own hands flashed across his mind. His crazy and desperate eyes before he was on the verge of death, he stammered and said, "...I'm not afraid."

Elizabeth smiled.

Pointing to Tulu, she said, "What's your name?"

"My name is Turu."

Turu quickly replied respectfully.

"Very well, Tulu, I ask you a question, I hope you answer it truthfully."

Elizabeth suppressed her smile and looked at Tulu seriously: "During the battle just now, if you were afraid, would those guards let you go, not attack you, or kill you because you were afraid?"

"……Won't."

Turu shook his head.

"In that case, why are you still afraid?"

Elizabeth asked.

"I... I'm not afraid, miss."

Tulu stammered.

"Tulu, it's okay." Elizabeth showed him a warm smile, and said softly, "Actually, it's not just you, even me, I will be afraid when facing danger!"

Tulu couldn't believe it.

"When brushing shoulders with death, everyone will be afraid, will be afraid, this is human nature."

Elizabeth's voice gradually increased: "However, we can't make ourselves timid because we are afraid of death. On the contrary, who in this world is not dead? Even if we die, we must die meaningfully and valuablely. Although we are afraid of death , but we are even more afraid of living a lifetime in ignorance, without dignity, and being enslaved and driven for a lifetime!"

She looked at everyone and said loudly: "Compared to living like this, I would rather puff up my chest, raise my head, pick up weapons, and fight for my freedom and dreams. How about you?"

"We do!"

"We do!"

The villagers who were excited by her words roared loudly.

Among them, Tulu yelled especially loudly, his face flushed red.

"Very good! Next, Tashi, please read the names of the more than 60 comrades who died aloud."

Elizabeth nodded in satisfaction, and said loudly: "These comrades, they are our heroes, they have dedicated their precious lives for our freedom and hope, let us draw their names, stroke by stroke, Engraved on this monument to heroes, let us and our descendants remember their names firmly, although they sacrificed, but I believe that their souls are in the sky, and they will bless us to fight!"

Tashi was so excited that he said loudly: "Always remember our heroes!"

(End of this chapter)