Chapter 333 The First Rainy Day (Additional Update 13)


Chapter 333 The First Rainy Day (Additional Update 13)

Looking at the majestic figure standing between heaven and earth, the old man in green behaved humbly and showed reverence in his eyes.

"No need to pay attention, just keep the gate behind closed doors."

If the sound echoes in the empty valley, it is clearly right in front of you, but it seems to come from the very far end of the world, which is unpredictable.

The old man in green lowered his head slightly and said: "It's a pity that Xuanhua Dao did not listen to the Taoist master's advice and insisted on going to Kyoto City, but was ambushed by the Heavenly Prison Formation. Otherwise, the two great gates would shake the world, even if there were millions of frontier troops. , and dare not act rashly.”

"Now Emperor Shun has issued a second imperial edict. If you still stay behind closed doors, I'm afraid it won't be long before the border troops come to kill you."

The old man in green clothes was quite complaining in his words.

He is one of the mountain masters of Xujian Dao. He has an eighth-level cultivation in the Xuanwu Realm. He can be considered a top master no matter where he is placed.

A mere 10,000-man army formation can be destroyed with the wave of a hand.

The runes thousands of meters high around it flickered slightly and kept changing, like the suspended sacred mountains further out.

A voice as gentle as jade reached my ears.

"All living things are like chess pieces."

"You are, I am, and so is Emperor Shun."

"The chess game is about to start, so there is no need to worry. Tell the other mountain owners that they don't need to pay attention to Daqian's provocation, just sit back and watch the chess game."

The old man in green said respectfully: "I will obey the order of the Taoist Master."

He turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the thick clouds.

In this mysterious world that is like a fairyland, only that majestic figure seems to have existed forever.

After a long time, he raised a finger and tapped it gently.

In the void, little ripples appeared, touching the huge runes around it.

The runes flickered more intensely, and after a moment, one of the runes disappeared.

The clear voice sounded again in this world.

"White clouds and blue dogs, blue sea and mulberry fields."

"Emperor Shun...why bother."

The sound of faint sighs caused the clouds and mist to swirl and stir, gradually covering the figure, making it unclear and unclear.

From this day on, the forty-nine mountain gates of Xujian Road were closed tightly, and in front of each mountain gate, there were tens of thousands of troops in formation, watching eagerly.

……

Daqian northwest frontier.

Mountains stand in the distance, and there are cliffs everywhere.

The sea of ​​clouds fell under the cliff, and it was hard to see how deep it was, like a bottomless abyss.

This is a natural moat that cuts off the connection between Daqian and the further northwest.

According to legend, the bottomless abyss here was cut open by Emperor Taizu with a magic weapon. The cliff is smooth and bright, just like cutting with a sharp weapon.

The abyss, which is hundreds of feet wide, has become a dead end that no one can cross.

Even the Daqian border army is not stationed here, but is thousands of meters away, with an occasional patrol.

At this time, on the northwest cliff, the trees were green and rustling sounds could be heard.

Not long after, figures emerged from the dense woods.

They were dressed in linen and had dark yellow skin, looking like they were malnourished.

But everyone exudes an extremely powerful aura and carries a bow and arrow.

The leader, with nine colorful feathers of different colors on his shoulders, swayed slightly in the wind, but never fell off.

His eyes are as sharp as the sharpest arrows in the world.

His eyes swept across the cliffs on the opposite side, and there was no unnecessary expression on his resolute face, he just waved his hand.

Behind him, dozens of men in linen clothes with at least five colorful feathers hanging on their shoulders came forward, took off their bows and arrows, and aimed towards the opposite side.

Behind each arrow is a long rope.

The long bow was fully drawn, and with a "clang" sound, the arrows shot towards the opposite side with the rope.

In an instant, he was nailed to the cliff.

These dozens of people kept retreating, wrapping the rope around their bodies, tensing their muscles, and kept retreating until the rope was pulled straight.

Wow!——

Thousands of men in linen clothes emerged from the woods, jumped up, and moved quickly toward the other side on ropes.

The man with nine colorful feathers hanging on his shoulders did not move forward on the rope, but flew up and soared like an eagle in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, they crossed hundreds of feet of cliff.

After landing, when thousands of men in sackcloth followed him, he looked towards the direction of Daqian's territory and his voice was like thunder.

"It's time to take back what's ours."

No one responded, only figures who lowered their bodies slightly and then quickly ran out.

It was like a rain of arrows shot out quickly, rushing towards the Daqian border.

Not long after, they crossed a few hundred meters of buffer zone, and then encountered the first large force of border troops.

"Who!" The border troops have been stationed here for many years and have never encountered an enemy.

Their strength is not strong, their numbers are not large enough, and most importantly, they have no time to react.

A stream of arrows struck like lightning, piercing their hearts, throats, heads and other vital organs.

Even if the military formation is strong, there is no opportunity to form an formation.

Line after line of linen figures passed by them without stopping, pulling out their feather arrows and bringing up a bunch of blood flowers.

The border soldier fell down angrily and unwillingly, and quickly lost his life.

This place is very close to the frontier army camp. In the Chinese army's tent, Hong Shuai, one of the seven generals of Dagan, is sitting here.

What he is waiting for is the virtual prison road where he may escape.

When the hundred-man frontier army was wiped out, Hong Shuai suddenly opened his eyes.

He was at least two meters tall, powerful and powerful, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"How brave! How dare you attack and kill our border troops!" Before everyone in the tent could react, Hong Shuai had already smashed the seats under him, broke through the tent and jumped into the air.

However, the moment he flew away, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

An arrow has been shot in front of me.

It was as if the arrow was there, waiting for him to jump up.

So perfect, yet so fast and dangerous.

Hong Shuai punched out without thinking and collided hard with the arrow.

Bang——

Amidst the loud noise, Hong Shuai's figure was shot back hundreds of meters by the arrow.

The dozen or so border army commanders and lieutenants who took off at the same time were all astonished.

Hong Shuai's revealed cultivation level is already at the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm. He is the only one among the seven commanders who fights with two fists.

Those fists can break almost anything in the world!

But now, they were horrified to see that Hong Shuai's fist was bleeding.

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Not only was he repelled, but he was also injured?

How is that possible!

Hong Shuai looked solemnly and looked far to the northwest. The countless figures in linen clothes were not in his eyes.

In his eyes, there was only a tall figure holding a bow and arrow, walking slowly towards this side.

Hong Shuai's heart sank when he caught a glimpse of the nine colorful feathers on the opponent's shoulders.

"Xiyi, the nine-feathered archer!"

Xiyi, an ancient dynasty that was chased by Daqian for nearly three thousand miles and driven out of this territory.

They are best at archery, and among them, the Nine-Feathered Divine Archer is equivalent to the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm!

Emperor Taizu personally drove them to the other side of the cliff and ordered them to never set foot in Daqian territory forever, otherwise they would be exterminated!

In the past hundreds of years, Xiyi has never crossed the Leichi.

They suddenly appeared today and attacked and killed the border troops. Even the Nine Feathered Archers came.

Hong Shuai couldn't help but take a deep breath. Although he didn't know why Xiyi was acting like this suddenly, since he was here, there was nothing to say.

He raised his fist and glanced at the traces of blood on it.

Hong Shuai's eyes became even colder, and he struck with his fists, making a loud sound like gold and iron.

The aura continued to rise from the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm, and in the blink of an eye it passed the seventh level of the Divine Martial Realm, then the eighth level of the Divine Martial Realm, and then the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm...

As his cultivation level continued to improve, Commander Hong's voice was like rolling thunder, echoing over the border troops.

"The whole army forms an array!"

"Meet the enemy!"

The frontier army, no matter which commander they belong to, all have the same thought, the same action, and the same voice regarding this kind of matter.

Countless weapons were drawn out, their blades flashing with dangerous light.

The sergeants with resolute expressions set up their military formations.

They all spoke together, converging into a rumbling thunder that seemed to shake the entire sky.

"Fight!"

This sound penetrated the clouds and was as powerful as a rainbow.

Frontier troops never retreat!

……

At midnight, the children have not yet woken up.

Jiang Lin came outside the house and saw Tian Daheng who had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Sir." Tian Daheng bowed and said in a low voice: "According to the rules, it's time to take them to worship."

In this world, there are no rules like the first seven and five seven that Jiang Lin is familiar with. Instead, he worships on the first rainy day after the burial.

At this time, drizzle was already falling in the sky. Jiang Lin nodded slightly and said, "I'll take them with me."

"My subordinates are waiting here." Tian Daheng said.

Jiang Lin hummed and didn't go back to the house, just waiting there.

It wasn't until the lights came on in Sheng Yingchun's house that Jiang Lin walked over and stood at the door waiting.

He could feel that Sheng Yingchun came to the window, seemed to be listening to something, and then went back.

After a while, Sheng Yingchun, who was dressed, walked out and was startled when she saw Jiang Lin standing there.

Jiang Lin's voice was soft and he said, "I won't practice today. I'm going to pay homage to your parents."

Sheng Yingchun lowered her head slightly and said, "I know."

Only then did Jiang Lin notice that she was holding a bouquet of flowers.

It is made of white paper.

Sheng Yingchun lowered her head, but she could also detect Jiang Lin's gaze.

"Aunt Jiang taught me how to fold it."

Jiang Lin fell silent, and then realized that she had actually been prepared and had been waiting for this rainy day.

They were said to be adoptive parents, no matter how estranged they were, they would eventually raise her from infancy.

Then, Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan also came out of the house. The two children were not as attentive as Sheng Yingchun. When they came out and saw Jiang Lin and the white flowers in Sheng Yingchun's hand, they were stunned.

They didn't seem to understand the rules very well, so Jiang Lin walked over and said, "I won't practice today. I'm going to pay homage to your father."

Tian Daheng also came over and explained: "It is the rule to worship on the first rainy day."

When Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan came out, they were still smiling. After hearing these words, their expressions darkened.

Although they don't understand the rules, they still understand what worship means.

Song Ziyan said with some anxiety: "Master, we didn't fold the flowers, can I fold them now?"

Jiang Lin looked at Tian Daheng, who nodded slightly.

"Okay." Jiang Lin said.

Song Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly ran to Sheng Yingchun, and whispered: "Sister Yingchun, can you teach me how to fold this flower?"

(End of chapter)

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