Chapter 191: Battle Song
Hundreds of horses were killed at the same time… Splattering blood, tragic neighing… It was as if the sky had turned red in an instant… This was the root of the blooming of this blood flower.
I couldn’t see who started it, maybe it was all those people together… they struck the horses’ necks… and they burst open in an instant… just in time to let out a miserable neigh…
The purest white snow, the most vivid red blood… I never imagined that the first wave of blood on the battlefield would be the blood of these horses…
The blood flowers fell… and covered the black-clad men in a shower of blood… The smell of blood began to spread rapidly in the wind… and soon filled the entire battlefield… Death can inspire infinite compassion and mercy in people’s hearts… but it can also inspire infinite violence and cruelty…
When the blood fell like rain… the group of black-clad men suddenly let out a howl like a wild beast… as if they had been activated by the blood, rising with the infinite resentment of the blood… and bursting with infinite malevolence…
At this time, it seemed that everything had achieved the desired effect for Yang Sheng… He gently lowered his arm… as if doing the most trivial thing in the world.
Then, the black-robed men behind him moved… and also made the sound of footsteps on the thin snow… heading towards the group led by Master Hui…
At first, they walked slowly, then gradually quickened their pace. When the two groups were less than 100 meters apart, the people on both sides suddenly began to run at the same time, and they began to approach each other as fast as thunder.
On this side, the sound of chanting was like the chanting of the Buddha… The light of the wrathful eyes of the Vajra began to gradually become clear… a golden light mixed with a faint blood color.
At that moment, I wanted to close my eyes to escape the inevitable collision… But my feet jumped onto the large stone… My eyes began to focus on the center of the battlefield… Here, no one can escape, and I am the one who should face it… The same fate, the heavy responsibility that falls on my body…
My eyes were calm as I watched the two sides of the battle approach each other quickly, like a black sword and a white spear, finally colliding with each other.
No one screamed, no one shouted… Master Hui, who was in the front line, met a black-clad man from Yang Sheng’s side… Both sides silently raised their fists… and then both landed on each other’s stomachs…
The action was fast… no dodging, no evading, the first collision should be like this… Then, a dull ‘bang bang bang’ sound rang out… like the lowest dirge, finally setting the stage for this battlefield… it was the sound of fists colliding with muscles, fists colliding with fists…
It was silent like a silent drama… but fierce like a volcano finally erupting…
The continuous chanting of sutras accompanied the witch’s sacrifice and became increasingly intense… losing the peace of the Buddhist religion, it was like a battle cry… the old headmaster tore off his cloak… and stood in front of the heavenly punishment formation, shouting loudly: “The person who drew the formation, the blood sacrifice…”
Blood sacrifice, another blood sacrifice… I saw those who were buried in the drawing of the formation, calmly raising their heads… one by one, they raised their hands and silently used a special technique to pinch the jue… then, accompanied by the most intense sound of muscle collision in front, they also emitted a dull sound of “dong dong dong”…
That was the sound of the chest being hit… With each muffled groan, the most vivid red blood flowed from the corners of the mouth… and was then reverently wiped on the hands… and transformed into a strange symbol drawn on the forehead.
“The person who is setting up the formation, please show the heaven the pattern of the formation… here is the blood sacrifice…” The one speaking loudly is Uncle Wang… This is the first time I have seen him, who is always so cynical and always makes a bitter expression, start a sacrifice with such a solemn look…
Everyone’s face fell. A mouthful of blood from the heart… But no one’s face showed any emotion… as calm as a deep, deep pool of water… no wind blowing, it should be quiet like this… the blood sacrifice is also a matter of course without any wind blowing.
Chengzhen dropped the pen in her hand… and glanced at her solemn master… then slowly wiped away the tears in her eyes… She also walked towards me, and I silently reached out my arm… and took her in my arms, where she cried quietly… and whispered, “Brother, I will persevere, I will…”
I nodded silently… I understood what she was determined to do. It was to accompany me on the road to the end… The snowflakes were like dots in the background, but what I saw in my eyes was the most brutal battlefield…
Dull, silent… falling and getting up… getting up and falling… fists flying… feet intertwining… the purest of wrestling… breaking through and blocking…
No need to shout, saving every ounce of strength… bulging muscles, knotted veins… eyes wide open, the most silent scream…
The first person spits out blood… When his chest is hit by a heavy fist… his fist silently penetrates the enemy’s abdomen in front of him… no blood flows, and the torn flesh turns discolored… the result of Yang Sheng’s transformation under the liquid.
Under the shattered mask… it no longer resembles a human face… the fangs are silently exposed… is this kind of transformation worth it? Why?
The seated doctor’s pulse… a certain person began to silently pinch the hand gestures… quickly chanting the incantation, and then his face quickly turned pale… and the clay figure in front of him silently appeared a crack.
In exchange, the warriors spurt blood and charge forward once again… Endless support. As long as there is life in the medical pulse, these warriors will receive endless support.
At this time, even the most ignorant person can tell… that each person in the medical lineage is responsible for several warriors, as evidenced by the clay sculptures in front of them… When they break, it is the time when the medical lineage uses their lives to pay the price…
Around the heavenly punishment formation… one by one, the huge bronze lamps began to ignite with flames… ‘Boom’ they lit up, and then in the wind, they emitted the sound of burning explosions.
A silent momentum began to flow… accompanied by a blessing of compassion and mercy that could be felt with the eyes closed… that was borrowing luck… using secret methods to borrow the blessings of the heavens… those who walk the righteous path are qualified… to borrow such blessings…
Although I clearly saw that those who had the two meridians of life and death seemed to have aged a little, but to defy the heavens like this was only so much… A good person does not defy the heavens, and this is especially true for a group of warriors who defend the righteous.
Cheng Qing stood in the crowd, looking a little lonely. He looked at the burning copper lamp, his eyes filled with infinite sadness. This time, he turned and walked towards me. His face was tired and weathered.
I looked at him, and he looked at me… Then he said to me, “Chengyi, I didn’t have a master to say goodbye to, but I’m very happy that he’s at peace in the place he wanted to sleep… But this doesn’t mean that he didn’t have something he wanted to do. I brought this… a little of his strength. He was stubborn before he died and asked me to do this. I’ve kept this secret.”
As he spoke, Chengqing opened his clenched fist and in his hand was a precious piece of soul-nourishing wood. I seemed to understand something and my heart suddenly ached so much that I could hardly breathe.
“Uncle Li…” Chengqing suddenly collapsed on the rock… tears kept falling, wanting to shout, but it turned into a mumbled Uncle Li…
My eyes were constantly turning red… I was so sour that I could hardly blink… I seemed to see an old man on his deathbed, passing down the unique secret method of the old Li clan… Just like the secret method of the master, it literally peeled off his own soul…
He may not be able to do that, but he can still peel off a little bit… He forced his apprentices to do this… because, after long-term calculations of the heavens, the earth, and fortune-telling… he predicted that there would be a great battle one day… and he wanted to participate…
This desire is so strong that he is willing to let his broken soul enter the cycle of reincarnation to participate in it again. Once again, he will stand side by side with his fellow apprentices and lead the apprentices and disciples who have grown up.
“Uncle Li… Uncle Li…” I was in a daze. I couldn’t figure out whether I was the Taoist boy or Chen Chengyi again. The pain was so bad that I didn’t dare to speak, because even swallowing would cause pain in my throat!
On the contrary, Chengqing was very quiet. He just stood next to Chengxin and leaned against the big stone like him… standing around me like a guardian…
Over there… the sound of hooves never stopped, and Yang Sheng’s men kept arriving. This time, they were some cultivators… They were busy… They were building something that looked like an altar.
Among those cultivators, I saw a group of lamas… like the legendary evil monk…