Chapter 187 Come to this magic altar, the talisman of God's will
The western pass of Chang'an Zhucheng, even if it was not in a state of war in the past, was always open day and night, and there were people on duty within twelve hours.
Since the zombie army attacked the city, in the past few months, more troops have been gathered in the city gate, and the rotation time has been divided into more detailed and precise periods to ensure that each wave of soldiers is on the city wall as much as possible. When he is responsible for defense, he is always 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.
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 green and black corpses pouring out from the mountains, he just knocked on the gong beside him. As a messenger.
Not only him, but 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 were still particularly excited because of such scenes, which were more or less mixed with panic and stimulated their bodies and minds. Brace yourself.
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 have been very skilled in preparing to go down the city wall as the first line of defense. After fighting until they feel a little tired, they return to the city wall. rotation.
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 liquor that smells like 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. Looking around, the earth All 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.
With a look that makes people irritated just by looking at it, it is eroding and destroying the cold frost-white landscape.
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 soldiers who control the living corpses, did not hide far away out of reach this time, but mixed in among the living corpses?!"
Zhang Anshou He 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 zombies, Du Wentong and others had already realized that those zombies were still brainless and would suddenly undergo large-scale changes. It must be controlled by someone behind the scenes. Several scouts were sent out to investigate, but to no avail.
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 Burning Sky Baoyu directly to the rescue, he might not have been able to return.
However, so far, this is the first time that they have captured 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 galloped over 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. What's more, when there was already a fierce battle under the city gate, these chariots did not continue to approach, but turned their horses around. heads, gathered together.
What is even more eye-catching is that after the chariots approached a certain distance, the driver cut off the ropes directly, letting the horses gallop away, and the chariots tilted and slid to the ground.
The shape and structure of the chariot are carefully calculated. After the wheels are removed and flattened, every four chariots are 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 corpse demons with bloody eyes and blue skin, wearing general armor, will soon have to do it themselves, carrying heavy chariots, running to high places, and adding chariots layer by layer.
Cang! 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 have been waiting for this day to arrive, waiting for the day when these chariots are 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 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 the Burning Sky Baoyu falls here."
Prince Bai waved his hand, and Bai Dingchen, who was responsible for building the high platform, and the eight high towers were separated from each other. All the corpse demon soldiers and generals were ordered to retreat.
Whether the Burning Sky Baoyu in Chang'an City has been used up is still uncertain, 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 sorrow. The prime of life passes by in a hurry, and the time cannot be saved. Without peace in the suburbs, the elderly cannot be at ease. The centenarian teeth are gone, and the bone marrow is dry.”
< br>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 can't 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 coming across the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. At this time, it can only serve as a foil for this 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 mantra in the world. It is the most effective mantra among the 84,000 speech tones.
"Cold and heat are like knives and axes, destroying them day and night. The seven emotions cannot be let go, for fear that they will damage the liver and gallbladder. The mountains and seas are shallow, and death is difficult to cross. 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 The calamity and pressure far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Zhang Anshou, who was originally watching the battlefield situation, 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 pours from an unknown place and inserts 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 white 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 resting on the city wall have been involuntarily sunk into the wall bricks, and his fingers Bend and lie down, scratch it into pieces like powder.
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 of the devil's altar!!!"
Prince Bai's voice continued to come, and the last sentence was 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. The black electric current flickered, 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 earth, now reflected by the blood-colored sky, seemed to have turned into red frost flowers, trembling and cracking with the thunder. Under the frost, what is seen is not land and vegetation, but corpses, corpses stretching as far as the eye can see.
For several months, on this battlefield, living corpses 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 or cause plague. There is no need to worry about it in winter.
Besides, there are not so many manpower in the city to clean up, so these corpses are laid out on the battlefield. Day after day, there are more and more corpses.
Tonight, during this sacrifice, among the piles of corpses that no longer pose any threat, tens of thousands of gray-black airflows rose up in strands.
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 particularly excited. They climbed up the city wall on top of 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 Burning Sky Baoyu, he felt that the entire city wall was shaking slightly.
“King Wu De!”
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 exposed his position unscrupulously. 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 is Hanshan?"
Yang Baifa turned his head and said, "How come he woke up later than us and hasn't arrived yet?!"< br>
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 city of Xiongguan 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 common 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 the sky and has established a stable connection with the Five Zang Temple. The impact of the heart palpitations is slower than that of everyone else.
At this moment, Su Hanshan had a strange perspective.
His consciousness seems to have returned to his body, and he is rushing towards the city at top speed, but another figure that also belongs to him is still between the dreamland of the sky and the desert sand on the seabed, staring at the sky on the back of his hand. eyes.
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 are floating wider and wider, and they are still increasing in number in the process of floating. They are as light as nothing and are 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, allowing him to still have his silhouette in the dream after returning to reality, 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 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 that is refined from the source of the 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.
If you want to fight against the source of zombies in this completely unfamiliar field, you will probably get twice the result with half the effort.
Yang Baifa and others all saw something was wrong with his expression.
Seeing that the 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 figures filled the streets, houses, attics, River surface.
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, 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 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 have no weight or substance, floating in the air and moving in various directions throughout the city, forming countless overlapping wheels of various sizes, rotating slowly.
In the night sky, there are colorless and blurry outlines, vaguely emerging, like a canyon cut by a heavenly sword, like a swamp with rising geothermal heat, like the six faces of the human heart, like the Xuanyin Ice Moon, and the surrounding six stars.
There are even 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 Fu Feng Shui, the Six Tao Formation, and the Xuanyin Scripture.
The records of all living beings in the past dynasties are all in the sea of dreams of all living beings, and they are all illuminated by the will of heaven.
Every experience Su Hanshan had 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 God’s Will reverses the Six Evil Feng Shui Formation!
Transform evil spirits into elements, and use Qi to fight Qi!
Similarly in the field of vitality, counteract the corpse demon's energy.
"Although the will of heaven is ignorant due to its vastness, it also has the great advantage of being all-encompassing..."
Su Hanshan withdrew his eyes from those formations and looked outside the city, "Unfortunately, all the people in Chang'an In the city, less than half of the population has entered the Cangtian Dreamland. If there is more time, the situation will be better. "
Now, Cangtian Will is only more on the defensive.
There are too many living corpses piled up outside the city. After the black lightning is guided into the ground, the corpse demon energy continues to be generated. At the same time, in the eight towers that serve as media, many bloody and black lightning corpse energy appear outside the surface. The gathering mass beats like a heart.
The energy of the zombie demon surged more and more violently, and like a tsunami, it shot towards 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? ”
“You can’t throw a spear accurately here. It must have fallen on the high platform five miles away."
Su Hanshan looked at the altar, and the figure on the high platform, hidden by the black lightning, also looked back at him accurately, his blood-colored eyes curved. They seemed to have a good idea of what would happen after spending time with each other.
"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, "What we can do now is This is the only thing... get out of the city and kill him!"
(End of this chapter)