deltrittennovels #450 - Adventures in the Ancient Battlefield of Julu (2 in 1 order required)
#450 - Adventures in the Ancient Battlefield of Julu (2 in 1 order required)
After retreating from Chang'an City, the Liuli Troupe headed north, leaving the borders of the Kyushu Kingdom.
The scenery beyond the Great Wall was awe-inspiring. Passing through the sand dune-covered yellow sand road, the vast desert came into view. The sand sea was boundless, and the bizarre and magnificent sand dunes appeared and disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The air was dry and crisp, and occasionally a gust of wind would blow, stirring up waves of heat-like sand mist.
The camel caravans encountered along the way waved to them from a distance, or hurried past. From time to time, a few wild camels were startled, raising the sand and dust under their hooves and fleeing into the distance.
As night fell, the desert starry sky was as brilliant as sand, and the stars crazily swirled overhead, as if a river was rolling and surging across the sky. Every midnight, Tana could hear the howling of roe deer between the sand dunes, or the rustling of unknown nocturnal beasts passing by.
Along the way, the members of the Liuli Troupe were all in low spirits.
Zhong Wuye was even more heartbroken and almost unwilling to speak.
She had relived countless times in her dreams the scene when Cang Li was on the verge of death to save her, watching her master's selfless bravery and tearful sadness before his death.
Whenever she thought of it, Zhong Wuye's heart would suddenly tighten, and tears would involuntarily well up in her eyes.
Her mentor's unprecedented mystical realm and vast as the sea cultivation could not escape the trick of that wisp of Qingdeng Gufo(青灯古佛: ancient Buddha with green lamp)... She only hated that she was powerless at the time, and even failed to retain him for the last time.
What made Zhong Wuye even more heart-wrenching was that she had never expressed her admiration for Cang Li.
Since she was a teenager, she had admired her master's noble demeanor and wise cultivation, and had day and night thinking to one day marry into this immortal realm. However, she was young and vigorous, and her temperament was afraid of being laughed at by her master, so she never mustered the courage to express the feelings hidden in her heart.
Now, everything has become an eternal regret. Even if Cang Li's remains can return to this world, she will no longer be qualified to be his lover. Whenever she thought of this, Zhong Wuye would cry bitterly, like the Yellow River raging and rapid, with all kinds of regrets and unwillingness heart-wrenching pain.
Zhong Wuye couldn't help but with tears in her eyes, tightly covering her face with her hands. Cang Li had the grace of rebirth father to her, was her guide, and also her closest confidant.
Now that she can no longer see his figure, the emptiness in her heart will never be filled. Zhong Wuye's eyes were dim, and she seemed to have lost her fighting spirit, like a walking corpse. She once yearned so much to find the home of the Dragon Clan, but the setback of losing her mentor made her no longer have any enthusiasm for this matter.
Others who saw it also felt the same way. Especially Tana, who had been with her all the way, knew best how deep Zhong Wuye's pain was at this moment.
Tana was a princess of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, young but mature and sophisticated.
Her black eyes were as clear and bright as gemstones, and her eyes were deep and sensible. Tana knew that Zhong Wuye was suffering the heaviest blow in her life, so she took care of and looked after this former guide in every possible way.
Sometimes it was on a camping night, Tana took sake and peeled fresh fruit to the weeping Zhong Wuye, took her hand and comforted: "Sister Wuye, come, taste this wine and fruit. Look, how brilliant the starry sky is, we are under it, how pleasant it is to taste a little wine together."
Zhong Wuye tiredly raised her head, her eyes slightly red with tears.
Tana said softly: "Sister, I know you are suffering. But look at this group of younger siblings, we all love you deeply, and we are all hoping that you will regain your fighting spirit."
She took Zhong Wuye's palm and rubbed it lightly on her face: "With you, I have the courage to unlock the seal on my body and the confidence to find my roots. Sister, please don't give up on yourself like this, and don't give up on us."
Being coaxed by Tana's soft words, Zhong Wuye's emotions finally calmed down, and she nodded to Tana to show her thanks.
Sometimes it was during a break in the desert, Tana would ask to be alone with Zhong Wuye.
They would practice martial art with light body skill and sword aside, back and forth, with clean and neat gesture. Zhong Wuye's sword was unintentional to fight, leaving unguarded openings everywhere. Seeing this, Tana immediately stopped, released the hilt, and gently coaxed: "Sister, you have to concentrate a little, how can this posture be serious? Or we can compare immortal magic cultivation?"
So the two began to write magic arrays on the sand and cast various spells.
Although Zhong Wuye's thoughts were still wandering, she was gifted and quickly immersed in it. The two of them cast and waved, and the air waves rolled, and they unknowingly spent several hours.
Tana would pause when she was exhausted, and glared at Zhong Wuye with pretended anger: "Hmph, you genius girl, I'm about to be at a disadvantage looking at me who is new to the world!"
Zhong Wuye did not answer, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
During the break, the two sat side by side on the cracked rocks on the sand dunes.
Tana leaned on Zhong Wuye, biting her handkerchief and wiping her sweat. Zhong Wuye patiently guided, explaining to Tana some profound knowledge of immortal cultivation, and how she worked hard under Cang Li when she was young.
Speaking of the wonderful points, Zhong Wuye was beaming with joy, and when she spoke of her mentor, she could not help but feel sad.
Seeing this, Tana would hold her hand and gently grip it in her palm: "Sister, thank you for explaining so much to me. Look, in fact, you and I have the same concerns in our hearts, the belief of regain what was lost. It's just that you are too sad for a while and forgot to be strong. But it's okay, now I'm with you."
She put her head on Zhong Wuye's shoulder, like a well-behaved student: "Sister, just treat me as your confidante sister, and tell me all the pain in your heart. Although I am young, I am willing to share your burden."
So Zhong Wuye cried loudly, and finally poured out all the depression in her heart.
Tana did not say a word, gently stroking Zhong Wuye's back, trying to give comfort. From then on, the two were extraordinarily intimate, like sisters.
Day after day, Zhong Wuye's pain was gradually healed under Tana's comfort. She began to re-examine her inner pursuits and responsibilities, and slowly regained her perseverance.
Seeing the interaction between the two beautiful girls becoming more and more intimate, G Sauce, who was live streaming the game, also showed a gratified auntie smile.
At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room also expressed praise for the plot so far:
"Wow! The battle scenes starting from Jingcheng, capital city are so exciting! Sister Zhong Wuye's swordsmanship is so extremely cool!"
"Watching Cang Li die in front of Zhong Wuye, I cried, old iron! The plot is so touching, Taoyuan Township Company's script is amazing!"
"The internal and external troubles and the power struggle of the dynasty in Chang'an City are so enjoyable, more exciting than many TV series! Taoyuan Township is really good at making games!"
"Watching Tana constantly comforting Zhong Wuye, and the relationship between the two is getting closer, my girlish heart is all melted! So sweet!"
"The desert scene after the evacuation from Chang'an City is rendered so well! Taoyuan Township's production level is amazing! I just want to praise Taoyuan Township, it took so much effort to make such a wonderful game plot! Admire!"
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On the long journey, the Liuli Troupe finally arrived at Jvlu Plain.
This is a important town at the junction of the Great Yuan and Northern Zhou Dynasties, and it is also a stalemate battlefield where the armies of both sides have been fighting for many years. When they arrived, they were surprised to find that the two armies were in a state of chaos.
Looking into the distance, the ground was piled with countless corpses, and the stench almost fainted. These corpses were wearing the military uniforms of the Northern Zhou and Great Yuan Dynasties, entangled with each other. The once neat and uniform military formation no longer exists, replaced by almost crazy killing and hissing roar.
"Not good! It's Nightmare Disaster!"
Zhong Wuye's face changed drastically.
In her early years, she had received the teachings of her mentor Cang Li about the Nightmare Disaster: this is an abnormal phenomenon caused by spiritual power disorder, which will cause people to suffer from hallucinations and confusion of consciousness, lose their minds and become madmen. Once a large-scale Nightmare Disaster breaks out, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Zhong Wuye was about to step forward to stop the two armies from continuing to kill each other, but she saw a gust of wind rolled up, and a powerful energy airflow suddenly rose from the two armies, imprisoning the raging power of the Nightmare Disaster in it.
The energy airflow turned into a hurricane, sweeping through the center of the two armies, blowing away countless corpses and wailing warriors, and dividing out an empty battlefield center again.
The terrifying power instantly shocked the crazy soldiers of the two armies.
Everyone was forcibly suppressed by this force, and it was difficult to continue killing. At this moment, a figure in a white robe stepped onto the empty field that had been shaken, holding a short wooden staff, with a calm face.
I saw that person's long hair elegant, standing in the air, and there was an extraordinary majesty between his eyebrows.
The white robe with blue dark patterns flew, as if deducing some kind of Buddhist magic.
When he gently made a starting gesture, a halo rose from under his feet, wrapping his body in it. It seemed that there were countless Buddha statues appearing in the halo, with peaceful and solemn expressions.
The next moment, the halo suddenly exploded, and thousands of incarnations suddenly appeared around.
These incarnations had different forms, some were in the image of Buddha, some were dressed as warrior monks, some were ferocious guardian statues, some were petite nuns, some were young girls.
Thousands of incarnations instantly spread out, each of them firmly locking the Nightmare Wave energy in the palm of their hand. That kind of power was as turbulent as the waves of the sea, but it was forcibly suppressed by these incarnations.
"Amitabha! Give up the small for the big, and stop the war to rest!"
The person in the white robe muttered the Buddhist mantra and kept forming hand seals with his hands.
His figure was like ethereal, constantly changing forms with the Buddhist name, and each forming hand seals would suddenly strengthen the incarnations around him, making the Nightmare Wave force tighter and tighter.
Zhong Wuye only saw that the last person shouted, and the aura of all the incarnations suddenly broke out, swallowing the Nightmare Wave within a hundred miles like a tide!
Those crazy soldiers were also all shrouded in this powerful magic power, and their lost consciousness was recalled, and their eyes gradually regained clarity. After all the Nightmare Waves were suppressed, the person in the white robe stopped, and thousands of incarnations also returned to the Dharma body.
"Thank you, eminent monk, for your help!" Zhong Wuye stepped forward and bowed.
"Amitabha, benefactor, you are welcome."
The person was still standing in place, nodding slightly to Zhong Wuye:
" This humble monk Jiekong, a lay disciple, is a monk from Ciji Temple in the northern suburbs of Chang'an City. I just happened to pass by here, so I suppressed the Nightmare Wave. Now that the Nightmare Disaster is raging, This humble monk is walking around for the Ciji Temple abbot these days to inquire about news."
Zhong Wuye stood up and looked at this young monk: although the clothes on his body were temple monk attire, he had a head of green hair that reached his waist.
Just as she was looking at him, the monk suddenly turned his head, and Zhong Wuye was immediately shocked by his face:
It turned out that this person had two white ears protruding from his forehead, and fox-like hair grew on both sides of his temples! Zhong Wuye was shocked, thinking that he seemed to be half human and half demon.
Jiekong seemed to see Zhong Wuye's doubts, and smiled indifferently: "Benefactor, don't be surprised. I was adopted by my master from the mountains since I was a child. Although I am a demon clan physique, I have always been taught by the compassion of Buddhism. These characteristics on my body are just the characteristics of my innate fox clan."
Zhong Wuye was relieved and smiled friendly: "So that's how it is. That monk is not only highly skilled in magic power, but also humble and polite in dealing with people. I am really grateful for your help."
Hearing this, Jiekong gracefully put palms together and bowed: " This humble monk has been traveling outside for a long time and has long been accustomed to the eyes of ordinary people. But in Jiekong's opinion, everyone has their own unique characteristics, and it is not people of different principles cannot work together. As long as the heart is pure and kind, you will eventually see good knowledge, and you will not be disturbed by appearance. The benefactor must also be this kind of open-minded person."
Hearing this, Zhong Wuye couldn't help but feel good impression for this monk. She briefly introduced herself and the origins of her group to Jiekong, as well as their purpose of going to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Jiekong nodded after hearing this, and suddenly showed a gleam in his eyes: "In that case, the benefactor also has some kind of origin with the Nightmare Disaster back then."
Seeing Zhong Wuye's puzzled face, Jiekong continued to explain:
"The Nightmare Disaster is an abnormal phenomenon caused by the balance of the essence of heaven and earth being disrupted. ordinary people think that monsters are causing trouble, but it is not. The Nightmare Disaster is related to the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, which will cause thunder and fire from the sky to rise, and spiritual power will be disordered. The Nightmare Wave that This humble monk resisted just now is only a precursor to this disaster."
"Then what can we do to solve it?" Hearing Jiekong say this, Zhong Wuye also felt the seriousness of the matter.
Jiekong pondered for a moment and said: "This time the Nightmare Disaster abnormal phenomenon is because something happened in the Soul Severing Realm area of the East China Sea.
According to Ciji Temple news, the sealing power that locks the monsters in the Soul Severing Realm may have loosened. Therefore, the next step is to immediately go to the East China Sea to explore the truth of the Soul Severing Realm. Only by finding the source can we curb this fire of ignorance."
Zhong Wuye suddenly felt a headache. Originally, they were going to the Northern Zhou Dynasty to remove the seal on Tana's body, but now suddenly such a big trouble has emerged.
Jiekong saw her hesitation and patted her on the shoulder:
"Benefactor, if the Nightmare Disaster completely breaks out, all living things will fall into madness, and even suffer. You and I have paid the price, so how can we be willing to see this catastrophe happen? It is better to go to the Soul Severing Realm as soon as possible to investigate and find the crux of the problem, otherwise it is no different from throwing yourself into the net."
Zhong Wuye remembered the past, and her master's last words rang in her ears, and she couldn't help but feel a firm will. She took a step towards Jiekong and said resolutely: "Okay! Then let's go to the Soul Severing Realm in the East China Sea to find out. After this is over, I will go to the Northern Zhou Dynasty to seek a solution. Master Jiekong, please give me more guidance!"
Jiekong nodded with a smile. In this way, the Liuli party, which was originally simply going to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, was involved in an event related to the essence of the entire world.
Zhong Wuye prayed in her heart, hoping that everything would go smoothly......