Chapter 195: Dark clouds cover the sky

Memories are too many… but they have been frozen in time for a long time… Now, they are already walking in the snow, leaving us with their backs and tears… perhaps another eternal memory.

The younger generation is about to stand together again, from the ghost village to the border, to foreign countries… all these people who have been through so much are finally going to embark on a final journey together.

Over there, Lushan had already finished some things, embraced Tao Bai, smiled at me lightly, and then walked towards us.

They don’t have to face a farewell, but they have to face it again… Those lamas must be the lamas from the Lagan Monastery. At this point, their identities have been revealed, so there is no need to keep them a secret.

“Chengyi, you and I had a three-year pact, but now it seems unnecessary… because I can feel that they are all here,” said Lushan, standing next to me and speaking softly.

“What about the drum about Pema?” I knew that was the knot in Lushan’s heart.

“They will definitely bring it, and Tao Bai and I will accompany you on that road…” At this point, Lushan pointed to the winding path to the temple. It was really that path.

“I remember this place. My sister once brought me here…” Tao Bai, who had always been shy and not very talkative, finally spoke up at this time, looking at the lonely temple with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

“What’s inside?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“There’s nothing there, not even a statue to worship… just four walls to keep out the wind, and a mat in the middle,” Tao Bai said in a low voice, but she was smiling. That year in that simple temple, there may have been nothing, but there was the warmest love from my sister.

An elder sister is like a mother!

Without warning, Lushan gave me a big hug and punched me in the back with his fist. “Chengyi, let’s work together! This battle is my hope. Even if it’s a dead end, it’s a complete road… You know what I want, and maybe I can’t accomplish it. But with you, I believe you will definitely help me accomplish it to the end.”

“You will live to see that.” I let go of Lushan and said seriously… In fact, I wasn’t sure, I was just talking about my own hopes.

They surrounded me, and I stood on the big rock again… The old master was still standing there, unmoving, with snowflakes flying around him, covering his hair and beard. He said softly, “You are the ones who can go up. I don’t know why the heavens have arranged it this way, but there must be a deep meaning… The battle is coming soon. There have been enough deaths. How many more can there be?”

I don’t want to think about why our group can go up… All I see in my eyes is the figure of Master Hui… He was fighting while laughing to the fullest… The blood had completely covered his tattoos… He was like a Shura from hell punishing the wicked, and he was like the most heroic and dashing general on the battlefield.

I couldn’t tell if he was injured… All I could tell was that he was on the battlefield, as if he never knew fatigue… maintaining the same rhythm, one enemy after another fell at his side.

Is this Master Hui? In my earliest memories, my parents told me that Master Hui was like an old cadre, arguing with the master over who was the second eldest brother.

He is so heroic at the moment, who would have known that he had this image?

Just like every war… the heroes on the battlefield are also ordinary people. They have their own loved ones, their own concerns, their own little problems, and the most ordinary and common side… There are only two things that make a person extraordinary: one is a dream, and the other is a belief…

This dream can be ordinary, and this belief can be as simple as just protecting your heart, or maybe just a little kindness and a bottom line.

The number of people on the battlefield is gradually decreasing… Yang Sheng’s side has suffered heavy casualties… and nearly half of our warriors have also died… in terms of numbers, we are not in an advantageous position… but in terms of the balance of victory, we have already held out until the first encounter, and the balance of victory is tilting in our favor.

The sad tears of the Vajra have already appeared to be cracked… The chanters below have one by one turned pale, with blood at the corners of their mouths… The exaggeration is that they are bleeding from all seven orifices…

The old master had already whispered before that these people who help the people in front communicate their power are also overdrawing their mental power…using their lives to sustain the power of the warriors in front?

Excessive consumption of mental power can be fatal… There are naturally secret methods to repeatedly force mental power out… But the result is no better than overdrawing mental power…

At this time, the mysterious symbol on the forehead of the person who drew the formation had completely disappeared. Originally, above their heads, the red sky… actually projected golden lines on the large formation below…

“God bless the righteous.” The old headmaster’s expression remained calm, but he made a light comment.

But over there, Uncle Wang suddenly burst into laughter… and then shouted, “The heavenly patterns have fallen, so hurry up and follow the pattern!”

In the meantime, the array masters had gone crazy… They all picked up the array materials and array pens, and the speed suddenly increased by a lot… After all, with the guidance of the heavens, what could be faster than this?

I actually knew what was going on in my heart… Even if there is a diagram for a top-level formation, it still needs the spiritual power of the formation master to maintain it… and even more experience to draw each formation, for a slight mistake can lead to a huge difference… this saying is most applicable to the task of drawing the formation.

But today, the formation patterns are descending from the heavens… and they also carry the mysterious power of heaven and earth, which saves the people who draw the patterns too much effort… and their speed will naturally become incredibly fast.

This is the biggest turning point in stabilizing the situation below… I have to say that the old headmaster is a very courageous person. After observing Yang Sheng’s people, he immediately chose the blood sacrifice… The reason why he didn’t choose it before was because the blood of his heart represented too many things, and he couldn’t bear to do it.

Although the battlefield does not speak of mercy, it does not mean extreme cruelty.

I thought it was this… but I didn’t expect the old master to sigh and say, “The heavenly pattern is perfect, and it can exert the greatest power of the heavenly punishment formation… but the heavens don’t allow perfection, so when these patterns fall, the person who draws the pattern naturally has to bear some consequences… this time the heavens bless the righteous and have sent down so many patterns.”

The old master was silent… I saw the formation almost complete at a speed visible to the naked eye… one by one, the lines of the formation, one by one, the shouts.

“191th position…”

“206 positions…”

Almost every minute, there are 3 or 4 people entering the formation… At this rate, the formation of heavenly punishment will be completely finished in half an hour… Then the warriors in front can retreat, right?

Master and the others can also enter the formation… or get the protection of the formation and hide in the back… and strike when necessary!

I am more than anyone looking forward to the completion of this great array… my heart is completely focused… but I also painfully discovered that every time a pattern was drawn, the face of the array master would show signs of pain… some had already spat out blood… some held the array pattern brush and forced it to draw… but the whole body was trembling, and beads of sweat were flowing down…

Some even had white hair appear all at once… mixed with black hair…

Xiaobei was also among them… but he was still holding on relatively well… They all knew how important every second was now…

But is this the end of the story? Far from it. From over there, a sneer came through Wu Tian’s roar.

Then, a cold voice appeared on the battlefield: “Since they are all a group of desperate soldiers to be abandoned… why don’t I add a little more fuel to the fire…”

The magic practitioner is finally going to fight!

While Wu Tian was speaking… a black whirlwind suddenly rose up on his side… ordinary people may not necessarily see it, they may only hear the wind howling… but I clearly saw that it was the aura he had extracted… all of a sudden, it was like a dark cloud covering the sky, rushing towards the group of so-called dead soldiers…

When the black clouds passed, the death warriors were completely insane. If they had any human emotions before, they would have been burdened by the game of power. Now they would really become fearless!

Because they have been completely driven mad by the negative energy field!

The consequences of their charge are self-evident…

In front of him, Master Hui seemed to sigh… and suddenly turned his head to look over here… he was looking at Master!