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Text Chapter 295 The drums of war are rising and the storm is stirring

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    When Yu He came to the ruins of Luoyankou City Pass, he saw an incredible scene and could not help but marvel at the miracle created by the combined efforts of the Qi Refiners and ordinary craftsmen.  It was only three days since the tragic battle of guarding the gate. The 26-mile Luoyankou city wall, which had almost completely collapsed, has been re-erected and has become taller and thicker.  The deacons and disciples of the Liangzhou Prefecture¡¯s Consecration Pavilion came out in full force, together with the monks from the two sects of the Dao Demon Sect in the northwest. In the past three days, they spared no effort to help the Northwestern Army Craftsman of Great Yong rebuild Xiongguan.  The monks gathered sand into stone, turned stones into gold, razed the nearby sand dunes to the ground, and then used the magic passage method to turn the soft sand into square iron stones.  The craftsmen went to battle bare-chested and built a dozen furnaces. They stripped off the copper and iron objects on Hu Jun's corpse and smelted copper liquid and molten iron day and night, just waiting for the heavy iron and stone square bricks to fall and be straightened.  Immediately pour copper liquid and molten iron on it to seal the cracks between the bricks.  In ancient times, an unbreakable city was described as "as strong as a golden soup." Although today's Luoyankou Xiongguan does not have a boiling water moat to serve as a "soup," the twenty-six-mile-long city wall is indeed a copper wall and an iron wall.  No matter how close the elder masters of the two Taoist and Demonic Sects in the northwest are, and how they are suspicious of each other, the younger disciples of the lower generation are infected by the majestic momentum of these ten thousand people building the city day and night, and everyone has forgotten the difference between the sects.  , just do your best.  You can often see Taoist disciples taking out Qi-restoring elixirs and giving them to Demon Sect monks. There are also many Demon Sect monks who use the power of dragons and elephants to help ordinary craftsmen carry bricks and stones.  In the hearts of these young Qi practitioners and ordinary craftsmen and soldiers who have not experienced much in the world, there is only one simple and honest idea left, that is, to work together to rebuild Luoyankou Pass and restore this "Desert Iron Wall" to its former appearance.  Block all the ferocious Hu Yi barbarians from the Middle-earth Divine State.  Now the twenty-six-mile city wall has been erected again. The thick copper and iron shell on the wall glowed coldly. The craftsmen climbed to the top of the city and were still working on the carvings.  Some junior monks were still unsatisfied and wanted to put the icing on the cake by blessing some powerful murderous arrays on the outer walls of the city wall, but the masters of various sects stopped.  It should be noted that it is one thing to help build a city, but it is another thing to engrave formations on the city wall.  If the murderous array is left behind, then every life that dies in front of the pass in the future will be entangled with a cause and effect karma for the monks who set up the array and their sect, and will bring about unreasonable retribution, which is really not good.  Looking at the front of the city, there is a party with loud gongs and drums and clouds of smoke.  Today's counterattack on Chihu Tucheng brought not only the deacons enshrined in Liangzhou Prefecture, but also nearly a hundred people from Zhongnan and Kunlun Immortal Sects, and more than a hundred monks from the Northwest Demon Sect Tianshan Chief Commander, as well as  There are more than 600 members of the Northwest Dao Demon Sects such as the Qilian Immortal Sect, the Xiyue Branch of the Five Mountains Immortal Sect, Helan Mountain Baiyan Valley, Liupan Mountain Xiaonanchuan, Dunhuang Crescent Spring Monastery, Xingxiu Sea Wonderland, Lancang River Water Mansion, Tongtian River Tiemuzhou, etc.  The monks, all under the leadership of their masters, wore high crowns, ceremonial robes, and embraced magical instruments. They sat cross-legged in front of the brand-new Luoyankou Xiongguan Pass, closed their eyes, chanted sutras, and prayed to the sky.  The golden scroll of the Liangzhou Prefecture¡¯s Dao Demon Collegial Conference was hung high, fluttering in the wind like a banner.  The six deacons of the Consecration Pavilion personally presided over this Dharma assembly. I saw Master Meng Kunmeng with his hair loose, wearing an apricot yellow Bagua robe, holding a three-foot blue steel sword, and fighting on the altar.  The snowflake-like talisman flew up and down with his magic sword, and the Xihe Yang Fire ignited the talisman, turning into countless rays of various colors that shot straight into the sky.  In the sky above Luoyan Pass, a nine-color blurry cloud formed, stretching for hundreds of miles. The clouds sprinkled pieces of fairy light and aura, illuminating the inside and outside of the pass as if it were a fairyland in Beitianmen.  The 200,000 Dayong Northwest Iron Cavalry gathered at Luoyankou were bathed in the layers of haze. Everyone was surrounded by brilliance, as if they were wearing golden armor, and they really seemed like the heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the fairy palace.  These ordinary soldiers took off their iron helmets, hugged them in their arms, raised their heads and enjoyed the bath of fairy clouds. They felt as if they had been enlightened, and their whole bodies felt comfortable. Every mouthful of fairy light clouds they swallowed made them feel stronger and stronger.  Climbing up, the blood and courage in my chest surge like a tidal wave.  In the past, before armies set off for battle, they would usually invite a large group of monks and Taoists to come and hold a Dharma assembly to pray for victory and triumph.  But wherever you can find real Taoist masters to practice their methods, they are all ordinary monks who do not practice supernatural powers. If there is a half-hearted monk among them who knows a few small magic spells, that is already quite a big deal.  It can directly boost the morale of the army and make it as powerful as a rainbow.  And this time before the war, the method of sending the way is the great deacon of Liangzhou Prefecture's worship pavilion. Below, there are hundreds of true practice of two northwestern monsters.  All 200,000 Dayong soldiers know that these people are all immortal figures who can fly in the clouds and mist and enter and leave Qingming. It is difficult to see one on a normal day, let alone hundreds of people gathered together?  This ritual is by no means a mystique by the magicians, but a real blessing from God.  Many people had forgotten the deadly battle that took place not long after, and they suddenly realizedHe felt that he was already immortal, and with just one leap, he could step onto the clouds and rank among the immortals.  How can the barbarians entrenched in the hinterland of the desert stand up to a single blow from the heavenly soldiers and generals?  What a desert Hu city, what barbarians, weird people and strange beasts, they are nothing more than native chickens and tile dogs, which have brought great military achievements in vain.  An army of 200,000 people, from soldiers to generals, had forgotten their fear and was indulging in the dream of immortality. They condensed a majestic spirit of generously seeking war. Dozens of rainbow lights appeared out of thin air, and they appeared on the military formation.  Intertwined and crossed, this is regarded as a sign of victory.  This ritual lasted for more than half an hour, until the talismans around Deacon Meng Kun burned out.  From the wall of Luoyankou came the sound of the trumpet, and the commander-in-chief gave an order. The war commanders of each battle formation waved their flags, and the 200,000 cavalrymen whipped their horses and marched slowly towards the northwest.  The monks set up their escape lights one after another and flew above the nine-color Qingyun, but the murmuring of chanting could still be heard. The sound of horse hooves, the scraping of soldiers' armor, the sound of horns and the chanting of sutras combined into one, inspiring people.  .  The heavy celestial light under the hundreds of miles of Qingyun shrouded the iron tide of the army, galloping towards the Huyi Tucheng in the depths of the desert.  As soon as Yu He saw the army marching out, he jumped up and stepped onto the Nine Colorful Qingyun.  The monks from all sects lined up following their masters. The leaders of the Demon Sect were naturally the three masters Wei Xingge, Grandma Dixin and Master Luo Xiu. However, Yu He did not want to stand in the ranks of the Demon Sect monks.  , so he followed the deacon disciples of Liangzhou Prefecture's Consecration Pavilion from a distance.  Cheng Lun caught a glimpse of Yu He coming over. He just frowned and neither greeted him nor chased him away.  Wei Xingge nodded at Yu He with a smile. Master Luo Xiu turned his eyes to Yu He and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.  On the other hand, Zhao Nanzi, one of the two immortals of the Red Flower Valley Acacia, looked at Yu He several times with a strange expression on his face.  Yu He did not see Du Banshan among the cultivators of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. He secretly took out the jade talisman for communication and called several times, but there was no response from Senior Brother Banshan.  Yu He guessed that Du Banshan was probably grounded by his master because his Taoist practice was too shallow and he could easily die in the chaos of war.  After all, among the disciples of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, no one is lower than the third level of Dan Huan.  The monks on the cloud remained silent, busy breathing and condensing their Qi so that they could show off their skills later.  The Yong soldiers and horses on the ground were all covered by the nine-color fairy light. The two hundred thousand war horses had wind under their feet, and they could not use up their strength. The army ran all the way, and in just three hours, it crossed 700 kilometers.  Miles of desert.  During this period, they occasionally encountered three or five groups of Chihu scouts, but the light and fast horses could not escape the pursuit of the heavy armored cavalry. In an instant, they were trampled into minced flesh and blood mixed in the sand.  Looking at the junction of heaven and earth in the northwest, a sudden and strange shape appeared.  In the clear and clear sky, above the desert that is cloudless and rainless all year round, there is now a large group of thunderous lead clouds that reach up to the dome and press down on the yellow sand.  There are dozens of tornadoes below the clouds, like giant pillars supporting the sky.  Amidst the billowing dust, there was a vague outline of a large gray-yellow city. If I hadn't known that this gray cloud must have been transformed by the magic of those barbarian strangers, I would have thought that the desert city was experiencing a terrible sandstorm.  natural disaster.  Dayong Iron Cavalry is getting closer and closer to Chihu Tucheng. On one side, there are thousands of rays of sunshine and thousands of auspicious colors, but on the other side, there are dense clouds and howling wind and thunder. The formations on both sides are really completely different.  The monks on Qingyun all opened their eyes and looked at the huge cumulus clouds and Tucheng in the distance, and everyone showed an expression of disbelief.  How could those strange people from barbaric lands use this kind of magic to defend the city?  With such raging sand and dust and terrifying wind and thunder, even if the Dayong cavalry could not rush in, how could the Chihu soldiers survive in the city shrouded in sandstorms?  Could this be a last-ditch fight and die together with the incoming Dayong cavalry?  The closer you get to the land of cumulus clouds, the more violent the energy of heaven and earth in the void becomes. An extremely dangerous aura is transmitted from the earth city, as if it is deep in the earth under the earth city or in the ashes above the city.  In the middle of the clouds, there is this wild beast lurking. It may jump out at any time and devour the world.  There were still sixty or seventy miles away from the earth city, and the storm blew up the sand and dust in our face. When it swept over the armor of Dayong Cavalry, there was already a sound of metal and stone grinding.  The commanding general issued an order, and the 200,000-strong army slowed down and kept their formation stable. The rear formation pushed the front formation, and they slowly approached Chihu Tucheng, which was wrapped in a sandstorm step by step.  Suddenly, from the northwest and southwest of Dayong's army, as well as from the east, west and north, there were high-pitched horn sounds, war drums, and the sound of horse hooves.  In the vast desert, five regiments of Red Hu Cavalry suddenly emerged from the ground. Each regiment had tens of thousands of people. When the five regiments of men and horses joined together, they semi-surrounded the two hundred thousand Dayong Cavalry.  In the middle, only in the southeast direction behind Dayong's army, no Chihu cavalry appeared.  Still can¡¯t see Tucheng clearlyIt turned out that they were heavily surrounded by Chihu's army, but the leading commander on Dayong's side was not panicked at all.  After decades of guarding the desert border, he has long been familiar with the nature of the Chihu people.  The Hu Yi barbarians are fierce and tough. Although they will build tall windproof walls when building cities in the desert, they will never defend the walls to resist foreign enemies.  In the past, when Dayong's defenders sent troops to attack the city, the Hu people would always open the city gates, order their cavalry to surge out, and fight to the death on the sandy plain outside the city.  If Dayong's army could attack the city, there would probably be no soldiers left in the city, only some old, weak, sick and disabled women and craftsmen left.  Two hundred thousand Dayong troops formed a circular formation in an orderly manner, gathering the two most elite tiger and wolf divisions in the southwest and east respectively. Once these two broke the encirclement in terms of orientation, the Dayong troops could open the front line.  , turned the circular formation into a long snake formation, moved over from both wings, and surrounded the Chihu army.  The drums that destroyed the battle rumbled, the swords and guns of the two armies faced each other, and dense rain of arrows crisscrossed each other.  Anyway, there was a language barrier between Hu and Han, so the generals on both sides did not have to shout and call for formation. With a wave of the flag, the cavalry stood out and charged directly towards the opponent's position against the arrows flying in the sky.  A bloody battle breaks out on the ground, and a more dangerous battle between two strange people and strangers in the sky begins with a flying fire meteorite falling from the sky.  The flame monster who played a cruel trick on Zhongnan Qingyanzi rushed out of the cumulus clouds first, as if to taunt the northwest group of cultivators.  This Hu Yi demigod master with a body of fiery lava swung the sledgehammer in his hand. The sky was suddenly filled with dazzling red light, large swaths of fire clouds surged up, and countless burning boulders flew from the sky.  , and fell straight towards the nine-color Qingyun.  "This barbarian is really abominable!" Zhongnan Qingyanzi was furious when he saw this flame monster taking the lead in attacking.  He stood up with his sleeves raised and his body proclaimed the decree. The Zhongnan disciples on Qingyun simultaneously mobilized their true energy and raised their palms to the sky.  Qing Yanzi made a circle with both hands, and nearly a hundred golden talismans merged into a Taiyi golden light forbidden talisman with a radius of 300 feet, blocking the rain of fire meteorites that hit his head and face.  Cang Mingzi opened his mouth and spat out, and the Kunlun Mirror showed its true shape. The bronze mirror turned in the air, and a black and yellow mirror light was aimed at the chest of the flame monster.  But the flaming monster on the opposite side was not willing to fight. Before the Kunlun Mirror's light could reach his body, he transformed into a long river of flames and dived back into the gray cloud, disappearing again.  The Kunlun mirror light fell on the gray clouds, and could only penetrate a few tens of feet away. Beyond that, there was a mass of chaos, and I didn't know what the mystery was.  The Taiyi Golden Light Forbidden Talisman flying in the opposite direction shook the thousands of flying fire meteorites and exploded into pieces in the air.  Qing Yanzi's intention was still not finished. He raised the Jiuli Demon Refining Pot to protect his body. He pushed forward with both arms and the 300-foot Taiyi Golden Light Forbidden Talisman turned over and printed on the gray clouds.  .  Kunlun Cangmingzi understood this and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the Kunlun Mirror. This innate treasure mirror instantly expanded to a radius of five feet. The sky suddenly darkened and the stars shone, as if the light of the Sun's Harmony filled the bright universe.  All gathered on the Kunlun Mirror, and a vast red-gold light rushed out of the mirror, shining straight towards the gray clouds.  The six deacons of Liangzhou Prefecture¡¯s Consecration Pavilion waved their hands in unison, and the nine-colored Qingyun went against the wind and crashed into the thousands of feet of gray clouds.  The monks on the clouds all performed their magic, and for a while countless precious lights and fairy clouds rose into the sky, like fireflies flowing in the sky, pounced on the dark clouds in the sky above the Huyi Tucheng.  Yu He pressed his sword without moving, staring at the cumulus clouds thirty miles away.  A wisp of spiritual thought dispersed into the void, carefully searching for the location of the remaining 19 puppet monks.  When his mind was wandering outside the gray cloud, unable to find its way in, he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the cloud, which seemed like the sound of boulders striking, thunder or drums.  Yu He's eyes were dazzled, and the out-of-body spiritual thoughts suddenly shattered.  Master Qingyan's Taiyi Golden Light Forbidden Talisman trembled violently and was shattered to pieces by the invisible force. The shoulders of all the Zhongnan monks on Qingyun shook.  Looking at Kunlun Immortal Sect's master Cang Ming, he seemed to have suffered a little loss. The Kunlun Mirror's blazing sun light disappeared, and it returned to the shape of a palm-sized round mirror, and the sky was bright again.  The magic weapons of the other group cultivators flew back one by one, and looking at their faces, they were all quite shocked.  "What kind of existence is hidden in the gray cloud that can actually withstand the combined attack of hundreds of monks and an innate treasure, and yet inflicts a loss on the demon cultivators?"  Seeing the majestic gray clouds, thousands of lightning bolts suddenly rushed out, but instead of hitting Jiucai Qingyun, they fell into the Chihu Tucheng below.  In the blink of an eye, the earth city with a radius of dozens of miles was chopped into powder by thunder.  The lightning fell on the sand and melted the gravel into a large pool of magma. The red lava boiled and gushed out, rising and falling, as if there was something huge hidden underneath and was about to rise out of the ground.  The gray clouds filling the sky also rolled violently, and the storm overflowed from the middle of the clouds, gradually scattering the dense thunderclouds.  A powerful and trembling aura swept out from the clouds, shocking the universe and becoming as huge as a mountain range.A large shadow loomed in the center of the clouds.  The six deacons of Liangzhou Prefecture's Consecration Pavilion hurriedly held down Yun Tou, and monks from various sects gathered around their masters, forming a formation of gathering elements.  The three innate treasures emitted layers of fairy light in the sky, but they could not suppress the nine-color Qingyun, which was torn apart by the storm, leaving only a ten-mile radius.  Master Luo Xiu's voice transmission sounded quietly in Yu He's ears: "It seems that this situation is not good. If there is danger later, just run away as far away as possible!" Yu He nodded, silently.  Yun Zhenyuan travels all over the body, and the Nandi Eternal Life White Lotus moves backwards through the twelve layers of the tower, hiding it under the tongue and ready to breathe out.  The demon cultivators of the Northwest Dao, who had been so high-spirited just now and did not pay attention to the Chihu strangers, all turned pale at this time, their brows were furrowed, showing solemn expressions, and their hearts were uneasy.
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