Jingguo, the early spring of the 146th year of Anping in the new calendar.
At this time, it has been nearly two years since Hu Hanmei, the 100,000 Dashan Heavenly Demon, transformed Jiuming City into the Jiuming Demon City. Two years ago, the humanitarian reinforcements were concealed by heavenly secrets, and they misjudged the strength of the Qingchuan Mountain Mansion. In the process of exiting Jiuming City, Le Shu, the only direct disciple at that time, held the broken blade and watched helplessly as the only frontier defense line in the south fell into the beast tide.
Afterwards, the national teacher Yu Jingdu launched a blood sacrifice, using the blood essence injected into the holy pool by the five hundred inner disciples before as a medium, and using the Huabiao laid down by the national teacher's mansion in Ci'an City as the base, to summon human spirits to come to the world. Disciples of humanity were continuously transferred to Ci'an City from all over Jingguo, where they recast the line of defense of humanity.
About half a year ago, Qingchuan Mountain Mansion and Lutian Temple were bounded by the Liulian River in Xianhuacheng, one south and one north, and they were deadlocked. In the land to the south, human life is as insignificant as grass, corpses are strewn all over the field, and there is no trace of life. In the north, many young generals of humanity rose up, vowing to fight to the last drop of blood for humanity, and Xie Yao was one of them.
In the early winter of Anping 145 in the new calendar, the surface of the Liulian River began to freeze, and the humanitarian army tried to cross the river to fight back, but was defeated. At this time, there were nearly 100,000 casualties among Lu Tiantan disciples.
But in the winter of that year, the national teacher Yu Jingdu used one hundred thousand heroic spirits and millions of souls as sacrifices, and dismantled the Lutian altar with the method of blood sacrifice.
On the first day of the 146th year of Anping in the new calendar, almost overnight, the Lutian Holy Altar appeared above Ci'an City. The expedition ceremony was held in Ci'an City, the holy ring was lifted into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and all the dead disciples of humanity no longer turned into ghosts and returned to Fengdu City, but turned into heroic spirits into the altar of Lutian, and cast their bodies into beams of light to support them. With the expansion of the holy ring, you will live forever and never enter reincarnation.
In the place shrouded in the halo of the Heavenly Altar, all the tribes were fearless of death, and their fighting spirit was boiling. This indomitable momentum made the monster tribes who had been fighting in different places fall into the quagmire, unable to move forward or retreat.
This started to become a war of attrition.
There are millions of demons in the Qingchuan Mountain Mansion, including a peak sky demon. But because the altar of Lutian was moved to Ci'an City, in order to avoid the direct attack of the altar, Hu Hanmei could no longer personally attack the murderers. At the same time, the Shi Yao army has penetrated into the hinterland of Jingguo, and it is too far away from the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The demon army that has been depleted for a while cannot be replenished, and every death is one less. Therefore, Qingchuan Mountain Mansion chose to shrink and expand, and firmly guarded Jiuming City. Based on this, it gradually gained a firm foothold and then slowly invaded to the north.
Fengdu City is everywhere, and the Ghost Dao didn't make any big moves in the first place, only some scattered disciples manipulated the dead monsters and human races to seize power from it and wait for opportunities to expand. But after the national teacher moved the altar to Ci'an City, all the people no longer turned into ghosts and belonged to Fengdu City, so the strength of Fengdu City was greatly weakened. It is rumored that this year, a direct disciple of the Ghost Dao will be sent to the war-torn land to reorganize the Ghost Dao army. During the war, Uncle Cha never showed up in person, and no one knew whether the news was true or not.
In the 146th year of Anping in the new calendar, the Lutian Temple promulgated the new policy of the Dajing Kingdom, and all ethnic groups can accept the inheritance of the Lutian Temple at the Dharma Temple. As soon as this method came out, the whole world was shocked. This is the first holy place in history to teach the law without threshold. From this year onwards, Humanity officially entered into a prosperous age of spells practiced by the whole people, and also entered into a war-torn era in which all people are united to defend against foreign enemies. Under the circumstances that the combat power of the demon and ghost realms cannot be replenished in time, the combat power of the human realm is soaring at an incredible speed, and the entire human race has become the reserve army of the Temple of Heaven.
Inheritance of humanity unexpectedly entered the most prosperous era in this war that came unexpectedly and was calculated sinisterly.
But all of this has not affected Yun Qing who is in the snowy mountains in the far northwest for the time being.
In the site selection of Jieshan two years ago, Mianfenglang, who proposed the fighting method, began to challenge the disciples of Guiling Temple one by one. First, a disciple of Mianfenglang will compete with a disciple of Guiling Temple. Regardless of life or death, the winner can continue to challenge others until he loses.
It was rare for Zheng Zhenzhen to be smart once. She picked Yun Qing at the beginning, and after being defeated by "serious injuries", she stopped participating in the ensuing melee.
Yun Qing fell into a hard fight in the next challenge.
Both being a holy place of immortality, the inheritance of Shenyinmen is mainly based on the way of the Supreme, but the inheritance of Mianfenglang is different. They mostly enter the way with the meaning of leisure. Although they are all women, there is no lack of openness and closeness in the fighting style, and wanton swaying. Generally, before Yun Qing is ready at the beginning of the game, the opponent's spells will pour out like a torrential rain. If the first wave of outbreaks can be well resisted or avoided, then Yun Qing can take advantage of the old momentum to go. Before the new power was born, he approached him in one fell swoop, and used pure physical attack methods to destroy his meridians and cut off his vitality.
But if the first wave of attacks is not completely avoided, or if it is not survived, then most of the next will have to be controlled by it, and it will be a dead end.
The worst thing is that there are so many techniques in Mianfenglang, there is no similarity between three or four people in a row, and it is difficult for Yun Qing to find a flaw, let alone targeted tactics. Moreover, the disciples of the Holy Land were more or less carefully selected, with a firm heart, and it was difficult to shake her heart with her illusion skills. Coupled with the fact that the strongest Da Ri Hei Tian Lun True Qi cannot be used so far, and Fang Cun Zhan cannot use it because he hides Aman, Yun Qing is at a natural disadvantage from the beginning.
Basically, she is relying on the method of washing the marrow to resist the spell with her body. If she resists, she will win, and if she can't hold it, she will die.
When it was about the fifth person's turn, Yun Qing had to pretend that his injuries had accumulated too much and he was exhausted, and left the battle.
The final result was a difference of one victory, Mianfenglang was defeated by Guiling Temple, and the boundary mountain was moved southward by three mountains with the snow mountain where they were located as the boundary.
Except for Yuan and Jiu Huan, there were only four people in Mianfenglang and three people in Guiling Temple who returned alive.
After returning to the temple, Yun Qingan practiced the Sutra of Washing the Marrow peacefully, chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha every morning and evening classes, never breaking the rules, and no longer spying on the Sutra Pavilion.
About a year later, in the early spring of the 146th year of Anping in the new calendar, there was a severe snowstorm in the northwest grassland, and countless herdsmen were affected by it and it was difficult to survive. Some pilgrims found the gate of Guiling Temple when the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, hoping for the blessing of Buddha to protect them from this difficult time.
Soon after, there were more missions in the temple to help the grassland herdsmen.
Yun Qing asked to go to rescue the suffering herdsmen, take this opportunity to stay away from Guiling Temple for a while, downplay her sense of existence, and wait for a suitable opportunity before going back.
The next time I go back, it may be time to leave.
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"Thank you very much, thank you very much, if it weren't for you, I would have already..." The skinny herdsman covered in blood knelt in front of a young man.
The boy was wearing a loose red monk robe, his face was a bit feminine, his eyes were closed, and he stood barefoot in the pale snow. He is holding a fine steel Zen stick, which he used to drive away several extremely ferocious snow wolves just now.
The young monk just nodded, and then walked towards the populated place without saying a word.
The herdsman looked up and saw the winter sun shining on the man's bleak back, feeling an indescribable coldness.
Yun Qing came out of Guiling Temple and walked for a whole day and night before seeing a person, but this person was almost eaten by several snow wolves, which shows the severity of the snow disaster in the northwest. But now that she has seen people, it is easy to find the herdsmen's settlement for her who has the heavenly book.
The closest ranch to here is Xinshui Ranch. When she just crossed the thirteen barriers two years ago, she joined a caravan of evil cultivators. At that time, the ranch she casually talked about was also this. As if there was a destiny somewhere, she would finally come here today to have a life.
Although Yun Qing was barefoot and had her eyes closed, walking was not a problem at all. After losing sight of her eyes, she became more and more dependent on her mind. But her mind is not born, but her eyes are acquired, so no matter how you use it, it feels a bit like walking in the dark with a lamp, which is not as natural as real eyes. Fortunately, over the years, she has gradually adapted to the feeling of walking in the dark.
With the gradual practice of the penance method in the Marrow Washing Sutra, she became more and more used to the harsh environment.
"Woo woo woo..."
A faint sobbing sound came from a distance, Yun Qing walked unhurriedly, it took a while to reach the place where the sound came from.
A child in thin cloth was squatting in the snow. The child was curled up in a ball, motionless in the snow, occasionally whimpering slightly. Yun Qing saw that the child was only three or four years old, his face was blue and skinny, and it seemed that he was only breathing out but not in.
It is not uncommon for such abandoned children to appear in disasters.
The Northwest Grasslands originally had relatively primitive folk customs. When encountering such disasters, children with poor health were usually discarded, so as to ensure that most members of the family could survive.
Yun Qing bent down and hugged the child in her arms, her warm breath wrapped around the child. Now that we met, it's okay to save him, it's no different from the herdsman just now.
The child's face looked better, but he still couldn't open his eyes, his face turned from blue to red, it seemed that he had a fever.
Yun Qing doesn't know medical skills, and her true energy can only be used to kill people, but she doesn't care, so she hangs the child's life and walks towards Xinshui Ranch.
It was evening at this time, and the people who were grazing outside came back to the pasture one after another. Many people looked at this blind, barefoot young monk curiously and in awe. The snow in the pasture has been swept away, and piles are separated, and some buried cattle and sheep carcasses can still be seen in the snow. In such a cold day, there is less and less forage, and the cattle and sheep either freeze to death or starve to death. In addition, there are fewer and fewer animals in the snow, and from time to time, hungry and fainting snow wolves break into the pasture to catch sheep, so the losses are quite serious.
"Sonny!!"
Yun Qing was about to walk into the pasture when she heard a woman's mournful cry behind her.
When she turned her head, an old woman in a dirty cotton jacket was looking at her in astonishment, or at the child in her hand.
The old woman ran over like she was crazy, her kerchief fell to the ground, and her white hair was messed up. She rushed towards Yun Qing straightly, Yun Qing took a step back, she fell to the ground, holding on to the corner of Yun Qing's robe.
"Please! Give me back my sonny!" Tears ran down the wrinkled face. "My sonny isn't dead! God, you brought him to me!"
Many herdsmen stopped to watch this scene, wondering what the young monk would do with this crazy old woman. When the old woman was young, there was also a heavy snowstorm on the grassland. At that time, her child was frozen to death. Since then, the old woman has suffered from heart disease. She looks quite normal on weekdays, but whenever it snows, she hugs a pillow and says, "This is my son." If she sees a child from another family, she must say that her son is back.
Yun Qing turned the rosary silently, and there was an unreal compassion on that slightly pale face.
"Please stand up, old man... This is not your child."