These mortal soldiers, armed with swords, lined up, shouting and shouting, only when the general gave an order, they clenched in the middle, and they just collided. The formation is like a long snake, like a tiger, like a flowing cloud, like a flying rainbow, countless soldiers fight with their flesh, swords and soldiers meet, shouting and shaking the sky.
Not long after, there was a muffled sound of swords entering the flesh, and the flesh and blood body fell to the ground, and it became a stepping stone for others to be dragged away. The blood was gurgling, flowing into a river on the battlefield, with a strong suffocation, forming a soul of iron and blood.
Some soldiers were killed by the enemy, their eyes were wide open, and their eyes were bleak, and there were people who were seriously injured.
Every time the battlefield intersects, many soldiers will die, but under the command of the flag, more soldiers will grit their teeth and fill them with lives again!
Every soldier wants to win the opponent, they are just mortals, they don't know how to use magic, the only thing that can fight is a passion, a persistence that is not willing to die.
However…
Xu Ziqing's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the monk sitting cross-legged on the high platform that stood up in the two military formations.
All are just the realm of Golden Core, in the great world of Pouring Out, they are just still outstanding young masters, in this great world of Qianyuan, they are even more ordinary.
But even in the fifth grade sect, he is only an acceptable figure, but in this mortal battle formation, he is so high. They saw countless mortals fighting fiercely for that vein, but there was no fluctuation in their eyes, as if they only saw a group of ants, without a trace of shame.
For monks, perhaps mortals are really just ants.
But as far as Xu Ziqing is concerned, monks originally came from mortals. Even though mortals are like ants, ants also have reincarnation. How can they play life and death wantonly
Within Xu Ziqing's eyes, there seemed to be flashes of countless life and death, and the profound meaning of reincarnation, which seemed to give birth to many images.
There are mortals who are humble, diligent and diligent, and finally leap over the dragon gate, and have a life of loyalty for the country and the people, but finally aroused suspicion, so that they were hidden in the bow of birds and never looked down...
Then the spirit overflows, throws into the heaven and earth, reincarnates, becomes the son of the widow, and has worked hard all his life to become the prime minister. However, when he was willing to serve the widow mother, the widow mother died. After he regretted it, he was involved in the dynasty again. Tang, the power was finally poured into the opposition, but when he was conspiring to rebel, he was designed and killed by the wise monarch...
Its soul re-entered the world and turned into a wild beast. This beast was extremely ferocious, swallowing countless numbers, and finally became a monster beast. It was more ferocious, devouring many monks, and was finally killed by a powerful body. Refining...
The soul reincarnates again and becomes the son of a monk. He has spiritual roots and cultivated since he was a child. Later, he was guarded by the sect and the court. Because he wanted to compete with another monk for the treasure, the mortal soldiers of the two countries were allowed to fight. On the way back, he was swallowed by a high-level monster and died...
He was reincarnated again, he was a mortal again, he joined the army since he was a child, and was forced to be involved in a battle among monks. Later, he died on the battlefield, but the country he was in was still a miserable defeat, and all his fellow robes were slaughtered.
Xu Ziqing sighed softly, narrowing the light in his eyes.
He can't bear it, but what if he can't bear it
Within a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, my past life may not necessarily be the current life you.
Since it is unsolvable... then it is puzzled!
Xu Ziqing turned slightly: "Brother, let's go."
Yun Li nodded slightly.
The two looked at each other, and then in a daze, there was no more figure above this peak.
In the hearts of mortals, they all think that monks have the ability to pour the sea, move mountains, and overturn the world. Although this is not the case, if the monks have cultivated to the extreme, they are not far from such an ability.
In the Qianyuan Great World, although there were many mortals, they also gathered into countless countries and forces, but they all knew that monks existed, and those with wealth and power often contacted monks.
Mortals admire monks, but they don't know the existence of monks.
However, even if you know that there are cultivators, apart from those mortals who have connections with them and can use them, no matter how ordinary mortals admire the "sages", it will be difficult for them to be favored.
How vast is the Qianyuan World? Countless regions are among them.
There is a relatively remote place, the area is also extremely vast, and the resources are relatively barren. There are several great mortal nations occupying vast territories, and they are not attached to any sects—they are blocked in this area by a large river that is as wide as the ocean, which cut off the connection with the monks outside the river.
The monks outside with high levels of realm do not look down on this barren land, while those with low levels have difficulty crossing the river. Over time, although the people here know that there are "fairies", the "fairies" are nothing but legends among them. Inside, it is still respected by martial arts, at most it is just an acquired and innate martial artist.
Because of this, there was no way to ask for help at the time of man-made disasters that day.
For example, in these days of heavy rain, the rain poured down and gathered between the houses on the ground, gradually accumulating, and drowning people's feet. The top of the mountain was washed down by heavy rain, and it caused flash floods. It rushed down from the mountain, like dragons. It is necessary to swallow this area, countless cities and cities, and all of them into a vast ocean!
At that moment, countless houses were washed down by the flood, and countless mortals were lifted up by the water waves, floating up and down in the flood. Some quickly turned into floating corpses, and some despite struggling hard, it was still difficult to escape and could only wait for death in despair.
Many people have died, many people want to live, and many people are crying for help... The thirst for life, the thirst for survival, the countless thirst, like this flood, also turned into a torrent, Cheng Jiang's cry for help from countless people, and the longing of countless people, became the last hope that I don't know if there will be any.
The desire to survive, what a strong desire to survive.
Under this natural disaster, in the endless death, the unwillingness of life was brewing!
In mid-air, a young man in Tsing Yi stood in the void, and there was a man in white beside him, quietly accompanying him.
When the Tsing Yi man looked down, he frowned slightly.
He noticed the endless vitality coming, but when he got closer, he realized that what attracted him was the survival of countless mortals, the last trace of extravagance before despair.
The flood was so strong that even many acquired martial artists were swept away. And the number of innate warriors is small, even if they can float in the air to avoid the torrent, many of them are also submerged by the waves after exhaustion. Although there are warriors who want to save people, under such a powerful natural disaster, it is actually difficult to save themselves.
Xu Ziqing's expression changed slightly.
At the moment he arrived, he saw thousands of people being lifted up by the rushing water wave, and then plunged into the depths of the flood by another water wave. Most of the deaths... This kind of natural disaster, to mortals, is not heaven. It's a disaster!
The life and death of countless people should be part of the cycle of reincarnation, for Xu Ziqing's visualization and enlightenment.
He should also look down on the world like a god, visualize life and death, and try his best to enter the Tao.
But if he doesn't make a move, it goes against his original intention, and if he comprehends in this way, it is a wrong way for him.
Xu Ziqing did not hesitate.
In just a turn of his mind, there were a handful of leaves in his hand, and then a breeze blew up, and the leaves were scattered, falling into the torrent one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the leaves rose as quickly as visible to the naked eye, and turned into countless crystal clear blue boats, floating firmly on the surface of the water.
Xu Ziqing's heart moved again.
These blue boats swam instantly, like swimming fish, rushing towards the drowning mortal! At this moment, they are like many spoons, as long as they spot the living people in the water, they flip one over, scoop them up into the boat, and float away. And they seem to be vast inside, with more than a dozen people and more than twenty people sitting together, and they don't feel the slightest crowded, and they are very wide.
The mortals in the flood cried with joy.
"Heaven descends the god ship, we are saved!"
"Is the immortal going to the world for help? Thanks to the immortal, thanks to the immortal!"
"Where is the fairy? I beg the fairy to show up and save my parents too!"
"Thanks to the immortal for saving! Thank you to the immortal for saving..."
There are countless mortal heart sounds, turning into a billowing torrent, rushing straight up.
Xu Ziqing became more compassionate when she heard it.
—This matter is solvable, why not understand it
At his fingertips, there was a moment of blue light, and it fell straight into the torrent.
Suddenly, the water wave separated and withdrew in all directions, just like a deep ravine suddenly appeared on the earth, engulfing countless currents.
The mortals who were rescued by Qingzhou were already dumbfounded.
Such a miracle, as expected, only a fairy can do it!
When the flood receded, Qingzhou sent many mortals to the ground.
But above the sky, there was no more half figure.
At the same time, outside a state capital of the disaster-stricken countries, two young people appeared out of thin air.
After the flood, countless creatures died.
Although many victims escaped from the dead, they either soaked their bodies or developed a high fever because of the flood, and even worsened by the bad water, they gave birth to epidemics.
Various countries sent officials to rescue the disaster, but the victims were still killed and wounded.
Xu Ziqing looked at Yunxun: "Brother, I feel it in my heart."
Yun Li looked back quietly.
Xu Ziqing smiled slightly: "From today on, I am afraid that I will stay in this mortal realm for a while longer."
Yun Li nodded slightly: "It depends on what you said."
Xu Ziqing's body flashed with blue light, and soon he changed his outfit.
At this time, he was holding a large banner and wrote the word "hanging pot". It was still a Tsing Yi, but it was not as "seamlessly" as before, but slightly old, clean and tidy.
Afterwards, Xu Ziqing smiled at Yunyi again.
Yun Yu's expression remained unchanged, and after a black gold light flashed, he was plain and his aura seemed to be suppressed a bit.
Just like the same young swordsman, guarding the side of the medical practitioner.