Chapter 257: Casting the Sky (1)
Shi Xuanying voluntarily gave up her own divine palace and let the Heavenly Dao on the Red Blood Flag take over. Her soul is currently in a very mysterious and dangerous state.
A beam of light fell from above my head, like a "well". It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't tell whether it was the "well wall" or a space that extended infinitely and had no end.
Shi Xuanying tried to move. There was no obstacle in front of her, but the light still fell on her. Nothing around her changed, making it difficult to judge whether she had moved or not.
It’s a bit like the space inside the Phantom Stone.
She sat cross-legged in the center of the light, trying to manipulate her mind power to create illusions, but found that her soul seemed to have lost all power.
No, maybe it’s not that they have lost their power, but rather that they are like a drop in the ocean, unable to cause the slightest ripple.
dong dong——
A dull tremor inflates the eardrums, as if standing in the heart and listening to it beating in the chest.
Red light flickered all around, and countless runes flashed around the light column.
Shi Xuanying stood up suddenly, staring at the nearest rune, and through the bloody trance she saw a blurry figure wearing a white robe embroidered with gold and green patterns.
Shi Xuanying had seen this kind of clothes twice. Once was on the body of the girl trapped in the cursed well in the dream when she first woke up, and the other time was on the body of the spiritual master of Guiyi Building.
Both were wearing white robes with gold and green.
In addition to this time, she had seen the "cursed well" three times before, twice in her dreams, and once when she followed the spiritual master of Guiyi Building into the Chenjie of Xi Nu. The passage from Guiyi Building to the Chenjie was very similar to the cursed well in her dreams.
What is the connection between these?
Shi Xuanying always felt that she was about to get to the bottom of the truth, but it was still difficult to figure out what was going on.
Just as her thoughts were flying away, the figure behind the talisman suddenly became clear.
She was a middle-aged woman with an extraordinary appearance. With tears in her eyes, she raised her hand and pressed on a rune, causing fluctuations in the cursed well.
Shi Xuanying walked closer and came face to face with the woman, only a foot away. She could clearly see the grief and determination in her eyes.
"I have to kill them," she whispered.
"Who to kill?" Shi Xuanying tried to talk to her.
The woman was just an illusion and naturally would not answer.
Shi Xuanying raised her hand and was about to try what would happen if she touched the talisman, when suddenly a sword tip protruded from the woman's chest, and blood flowed out along the sword tip, staining her white robe red.
Someone stabbed her in the heart from behind! But the woman was not surprised at all.
For some reason, Shi Xuanying felt a phantom pain in her heart.
"I have to kill them." As the woman spoke, blood oozed from the corners of her lips. She looked up, as if she was looking at something, then closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and quickly recited a spell.
Shi Xuanying's eyes suddenly changed.
——The secret art of guarding the soul!
This woman is actually using the secret art of guarding the soul!
Why is the family secret skill of Empress Xie in The Dust of the Mountain related to the real world?
Shi Xuanying wished she could turn back time and take a closer look at the Xie family history!
The cursed well suddenly became distorted, and the woman's figure shattered into flying dust.
Shi Xuanying felt a tearing pain all over her body. The cursed well was like a rope twisted into a pretzel. Her soul was trapped inside it. As the "pretzel" gradually tightened, it would be shattered.
She could sense that it was Liu Shuji's sword of evil power that destroyed her divine palace and was about to kill Tiandao.
Her spiritual palace has completely merged with the Heavenly Dao. If she loses the bet, she will die together with the Heavenly Dao, and her soul will also be severely damaged, and may even dissipate directly.
She had done everything she could, and now all she could do was wait.
…Yan Cui rushed to the foot of the mountain and saw Qu Shan wandering around nearby. He asked quickly, “Have you seen General Xiao?”
Qu Shan shivered with fear, turned around and saw that only Yan Cui was there, then he relaxed, "Just now I saw General Xiao leading a thousand assassins up the mountain..."
He had barely said half of his words when he saw a figure in white flying past and heading straight up the mountain.
He hesitated for a while, picked up a branch from the side of the road, closed his eyes and muttered to himself for a moment, threw it forward, and carefully opened one eye. He saw that the long side was pointing towards the mountain, and his face changed slightly.
After fooling Liu Shuji, he always had a feeling that a disaster was about to happen, especially today, so he followed his intuition and happened to meet Xiao Hongfan rushing out of the lord's mansion and ordering a thousand death warriors to leave the city.
At that moment, Qu Shan had a strong premonition that only by following Xiao Hongfan could he avoid the disaster, so he followed him out.
When he ran to the foot of the mountain, he suddenly remembered a prophecy that he would die at the hands of Xiao Hongfan one day in the future...
"Forget it, bad things don't work, but good things do!" There was a conflict between the two, and Qu Shan chose to believe the one that was beneficial to him!
He sneaked up the mountain and searched for a long time before he saw a thousand death warriors standing in the cemetery. He couldn't help but wonder: those buried here are all Red Blood Army soldiers who died fighting for the new country. Why did they come here?
Standing halfway up the mountain, you can see more clearly the heavy snow that is advancing from all sides. It is still far away in the east, south, and north, but it is soon approaching the city in the west.
Xiao Hongfan inserted the red blood flag into the soil and rocks in front of him.
"General, you still have to lead the Red Blood Army to conquer the world for the lord, so let us go!" Dong Niang advised.
"Everyone has to die." Xiao Hongfan drew out his sword and looked at the snow-white light from the sword's edge reflecting his own eyes. "And I live because of death. The meaning of my life is to die for someone one day."
Dong Niang didn't understand, but she could feel the sadness in her words.
Yan Cui was about to speak to comfort her, but suddenly he heard her sigh with relief and regret: "Life is doomed to die, and it is a good death, so why should I regret it! It's a pity that I can't see the new life where the Phoenix Fire burned."
She turned around and looked at the soldiers behind her: "If you don't want to, you can leave now."
"I am willing to follow the general!" Dong Niang's voice was sonorous and powerful.
"I will follow the general!"
"I will follow the general!"
Amidst the roar that broke through the sky, everyone knelt on one knee.
The wind whistled and raised the blood-red flag. Xiao Hongfan turned around and knelt on one knee in front of the stele forest: "You have all guarded the world with your lives. Now the lord is in trouble and the sky is about to fall. Please, all the heroic spirits, follow me and guard it!"
The soldiers behind him said in unison: "Please, all the heroes!"
As Xiao Hongfan recited the secret spell of guarding the spirit, an astonishing aura erupted in the cemetery. Tombstones merged into the holy white light and continued to rise higher, rushing straight into the sky. In the blink of an eye, they grew into tree trunks that were wide at the bottom and narrow at the top.
The light softened, like a gentle yet firm invitation.
Xiao Hongfan raised the corner of his lips, raised his sword and stabbed it into his chest.
The soldiers behind him also drew out their swords and stabbed them into the chest without hesitation.
Qu Shan was dumbfounded, his mind in a mess. No one knew what kind of shock this scene was to a person who was trying to survive.
How could this be? How could there be so many fools who would disregard life and death? !
The blood was absorbed by the trees, and branches quickly sprouted from the trunks, growing into a fir forest.
The weather was stormy and the cedar forest was like pillars supporting the crumbling sky.
Loyalty and evil spirit combined into the might of a cedar forest, rushing in all directions.
Yan Cui felt his blood boiling, and he wished he could draw his sword and follow! He suppressed his excitement and watched the fir forest expand rapidly like a well-trained army. Phantoms sprouted from his side like bamboo shoots after rain, advancing into the distance, and soon covered everything he could see.
"To defend life with death." Yan Cui murmured.
Well, there is one more chapter in this volume ==
