The sword was sheathed, and amidst the barely perceptible humming of "hmm", Lu Liangsheng waved his sleeves and shouted, "Send them off!"
The gods who were surrounded and defeated but whose Dharma bodies had not yet dissipated looked over here, struggling and roaring. The silver spears and snake lances on them fell one by one. Yang Ren, the Tai Sui of Jiazi, grabbed a handful of soil and scattered it. Before the divine light turned into stars and dissipated, he shouted hoarsely:
"Lu Liangsheng, these are just our Dharma images. One day in the future, when you succeed in your cultivation and ascend to heaven, we will be waiting for you!!"
"Okay, I'll wait!"
After these calm words, Lu Liangsheng slowly turned around and stopped looking at the remaining Azure Dragon Star Lord. The latter grinned when he saw Guan Yu coming over with a sword in his hand.
"Lu Liangsheng, you won this time, but only here. The Third Prince hasn't come yet, and all of you together may not be..."
"My Lord." Lu Liangsheng tilted his head slightly, the sunlight shining on his old face, and he nodded softly: "Thank you for your trouble."
Over there, before the Azure Dragon Star Lord finished speaking, Guan Yu, who was walking towards him, took a step forward, turned the blade, and looked at him with his phoenix eyes.
"If you want to die, then die. Why are you talking so much?"
The next moment, the heavy blade was raised and chopped off the shoulder and neck of the Azure Dragon Star Lord. He exerted force with both arms, holding the hilt of the blade and suddenly slid it down diagonally, splitting the head and shoulders. The divine light quickly collapsed inward, and with a light bang, it spread outward and turned into spots of starlight and disappeared.
Phew~
In his peripheral vision, watching the last star disappear, Lu Liangsheng let out a long breath, slowly turned around, and sat back on the stool in the carriage. Just like his master, he spread his legs, put the Yuelong Sword aside, put his hands on his knees, and immersed himself in the sunlight, not knowing what he was thinking.
When Guan Yu came over with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, he asked about some of the things that happened next. Lu Liangsheng just nodded and asked them to take the terracotta soldiers and rush to the top of the mountain to do the final cleanup.
This was the first time he participated in a war. Although he did not give any command, he tried to assassinate the enemy, but was defeated and retreated. Suddenly, the scene became an overwhelming battlefield. When all the gods who came down to earth collapsed one by one in front of him and their Dharma images were shattered, the feeling was different. Even though he won the battle, all that was left before his eyes were corpses and broken terracotta warriors.
As for those stars just now, Lu Liangsheng didn't care at all about who said "wait for him in the sky".
… Being an earthly immortal is like that. If you don’t go up, how can you come down
Even though he felt that this was a childish and foolish idea, he couldn't help but smile. Seeing his master looking at him, Lu Liangsheng put away his smile and bowed: "We can win thanks to the timely help of the master!"
"You are my apprentice. Who else should I help if not you?" The toad snorted and turned back with the crown on his head.
"It's a pity for these terracotta warriors." Lu Liangsheng sorted out his random thoughts, got off the carriage, picked up a piece of stone terracotta fragment and spread it on his palm. He looked along the ground, looking at the soldiers who were directly knocked to death or trampled to death by the stone terracotta warriors when they charged into the battle. These were all possessed by the immortal spirits, and they didn't know how they died in the underworld. "As for these people, let Your Majesty collect their bones and bury them somewhere. If you can know their names, hometowns, and families, take them back and bury them."
Some of them were bandits, and some were real soldiers. Later, Lu Liangsheng could only distinguish them. He told the outside world that these soldiers died in the battlefield while resisting the rebel army. If he really said that it was done by gods, few people would believe it among the common people.
The bright morning sun rose to noon and became scorching hot. The smell of blood lingered in the nose. The fighting, weapons, and magic clashes on the distant hills gradually subsided. The stone of the terracotta warrior turned in his hand as he looked towards the foothills over there.
"It's over here."
"Hmm." The Toad Taoist saw that there were no more Yin spirits around him, so he didn't need to tense up anymore. He rubbed his face, stood up, and stretched comfortably. "Being an emperor is really tiring. Just sitting here, I can't stand it."
The frog's webbed feet inserted into its bulging waist, twisted twice from left to right, making a few crisp "cracking" sounds, and then it let out a breath.
"Comfortable!"
Seeing that his disciple didn't respond, he glanced at the broken pieces of stone figurine still turning in his hand and waved his flippers: "There are so many of these things, what's the pity? Pile them together and put them back in the underground mausoleum of Mount Li, and they will be restored later."
Lu Liangsheng slowly turned the broken pieces, looked down, bent over to put them back on the ground, smiled, walked over to the frame and sat on the edge.
"Master, what I'm thinking about... is not this, but these terracotta warriors number in the millions. The ghosts in their bodies are all from those who died while building the imperial mausoleum, those who died while building the Great Wall, and those who died while unifying the six kingdoms... After this, what should Master do? Or should he let them be trapped in their stone bodies and stay in the eternal darkness of the imperial mausoleum?"
If these terracotta warriors were in the hands of someone who was extremely power-hungry, they would be terrifyingly powerful. But if they were in the hands of a cultivator or someone like the Toad Taoist, they would not be of much significance.
Toad listened to these words, nodded, looked at the densely packed terracotta warriors guarding nearby, stretched out his webbed feet to take off the crown on his head, held it in front of him, watched the pearl curtain sway, and fell silent.
"I am both your master and Ying Zheng. Before I came to you, I asked my mother to merge my soul with his. I am worried about how to deal with these terracotta warriors. If I put them back in the imperial tomb, I will waste their treasures. Let's discuss it later."
Seeing his master's silence, Lu Liangsheng didn't know what to say, "Then we'll talk about it later."
As he said this, he stood up and stepped onto the carriage. The fighting at the foot of the mountain over there had ended. The terracotta warriors all over the mountain were carrying bodies that were either unconscious or dead. The sunlight shining on them was still eerie and strange.
"I don't know, what about other places, Master? Let's go and take a look."
Lu Liangsheng retracted his gaze and spoke softly. The bronze chariot slowly moved, turned, and headed north. Thinking about the wars in the other three directions, he couldn't think of anything.
The carriage left in the daylight. The encirclement at the foot of the mountain was completely silent. The last handful of immortal soldiers' souls who resisted stubbornly dissipated at the top of the mountain. The bodies and blood of the dead and the living spread all the way from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Some people gradually regained consciousness after being possessed. They covered the painful area and groaned softly. When they saw the teams of stone-carved terracotta warriors passing by, their minds became confused, their eyes rolled back, and they fainted again...
In the distance, there was a team of knights watching from afar, and then they ran westward with the news, passing through a trail full of people and messy cart shafts, and rushed to the distant Chang'an. Soon, cheers and shouts broke out on the city walls, but as an emperor, Yang Guang knew that it was too early to be happy, and those who were not dead yet needed to be properly resettled.
'I don't know what happened to the other three directions.'
Lu Liangsheng had the same thought in mind. At this time, in the north of Chang'an, the two stars Winged Fire Snake and Black Evil Star were leading their troops to advance slowly after hearing the instructions of the 'Four Heavenly Kings'.
On the way, we walked very slowly and had no idea what was happening in the east.