Volume 2 Ghost Flute Chapter 77 Ghost Soldiers, Ghost Generals!
The dawn is creeping up,
The major famous mountains and major sects have been surrounded by thousands of people.
On a flight to Europe, Xiao Su looked at Xi'an City where the yin air was rising, smiled, put on an eye patch, and there were more than ten hours of flight ahead, and the time to come will finally come!
Large snowflakes fell one after another, and the city of Xi'an experienced several hours of tranquility, and the whole city was covered in white snow. The weather was cold, and most of the people who had taken refuge in the formation had fled back to their homes. Since the last news event, the whole world has been paying attention to the situation in Xi'an, and everyone's eyes have been attracted, and many people are silently praying for blessings.
Jiang Qingjiu woke up from a nightmare, covered in a cold sweat, and kept thinking about what had happened in the past few days, first the two of the Huang family came to the bamboo forest to find me, and then there was a rebellion in Ducheng, and then Chen Yi's news emerged, and then came to Xi'an City, and now Xi'an City seems to be facing the same disaster,
At the time of the incident, he ignored it all, thinking about why this happened, and none of the grandmasters of the generation whose strength was at the peak intervened. Whether it is Ducheng or Xi'an, is the reason why such a thing happened just because a certain force can cause it?
Jiang Qingjiu stood up, his mind cleared up a little, it seems that the water on this side of Huaxia is deeper than he imagined, whether it is the high-level change back then, the purge, or the devastating blow to a big city now, no one pays attention to it! What is the unknown purpose behind this.
If it is said that before the accident in Xi'an, Jiang Qingjiu's purpose was only to find the reason why the Jiang family was purged and to find Chen Yi. The purpose now is to find out what hidden purpose is behind these things!
Is the Ayutthaya Rebellion related to the purges of the year?
Jiang Sake washed up briefly, and now it was just a little brighter outside, and everyone else was still asleep.
There was a surge of qi from the courtyard outside the house, and this qi was very soft, with a hint of Buddha nature.
Jiang Qingjiu pushed open the door, and at this time, the senior monk of Xiangji Temple stayed in mid-air, shining with a faint Buddha light, extremely sacred.
He's feeling!
Jiang sake didn't bother the old monk, sat quietly to the side, and watched carefully.
There is a vertical scripture around the old monk, which is completely the old monk's own perception, the scriptures shine with the light of the Buddha, revolving around the old monk, very spiritual, and then a Bodhi son appears behind the old monk, and the head of the old monk shines with the light of the Buddha.
A heavenly sound began to sing, and Jiang Sake sat in the distance, a sea of qi surging, and the aura seemed to resonate with this Buddha sound.
The old monk said: "This is a chance, so I can live and understand!"
Jiang Qingjiu immediately closed his eyes and began to comprehend, and the sound came one after another, with a trace of Buddha nature, and the aura in his body beat and resonated. More and more I can feel the aura like fireflies around me, which is more thorough and clear than any moment of my previous practice!
Jiang sake is already a seven-part cultivation, and in the next step is the eight-part realm, which is also the highest state recognized by this cultivation in the last days.
Jiang sake wants to try it and see if it can be gained.
After about a few minutes, the sound stopped abruptly, and the old monk slowly fell from mid-air, his feet lightly touching the ground, and the whole person looked even more ethereal. One can't help but wonder if it has broken through the eight.
The old monk walked over, his face was kind, and he asked in a low voice, "How is it?
Jiang Qingjiu shook his head, it is very difficult to break through this kind of thing in the last days of cultivation.
The old monk smiled kindly and said with relief: "Don't worry, don't worry." The practice is gradual, and it is necessary to take it slowly. β
Jiang Qingjiu didn't take this matter to heart, and now what he was most worried about was whether that force would do it again, as the monk said.
"Master Jiang Shi, there is still something in my heart. The old monk asked curiously.
Jiang Qingjiu nodded, did not shy away from it, and said bluntly: "I'm worried about whether they will make another move! I'm still wondering if the incident in Xi'an is related to those purges back then." β
The old monk seemed to know something, and when he was at He Lao's residence, his reaction was like this, but they didn't know why they all chose not to say it.
"Many years have passed since the purge, and since Master Jiang can live, it is inevitable, and those who have passed away will be allowed to pass away, and there is no need to worry about it! As for the matter of Ducheng and Xi'an City, it is thought that they were all done by the same force! As long as they are found, everything will be solved. β
The old monk's answer was almost the same as Jiang Qingjiu's expectation, and there was no doubt that everyone was advising him to forget everything! Those things were already in the past! Whether it was the two elders of the Huang family, or this highly respected monk. But the people who have died, they are indeed dead, they are more or less inextricably linked with Jiang sake! If we stop there, stop, these dead people will die quietly, and those who have committed crimes in the shadows will not have to be punished, and they will continue to continue.
Jiang Qingjiu looked at the old monk's eyes, trying to get a glimpse of what he really thought in his heart.
The old monk's heart trembled, his expression was solemn, and he whispered: "I hope you can understand that the reason why you don't say it is not to harm you, but to protect you!"
After the old monk finished saying these meaningful words, he strode forward, suddenly turned around and added: "If one day you are strong enough, maybe there will be nothing behind all this!"
Jiang Qingjiu returned to the house, Qingcheng and his party, although they opened the shackles on their bodies, but the kaleidoscope of their eyes was always a little unstable, and they did not dare to open it at will, but the bursts of sound generated by the old monk when he realized the Tao actually changed this situation, although he could not go further, but the problem of the double kaleidocarpus was completely solved.
The city of Xi'an outside the window seemed to become calmer.
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At this time, in the imperial capital,
"The Desperate Daoist didn't come back. The man said calmly.
Chu Xin'er replied: "Yes, after the news was notified, he disappeared, should we exclude people from touring him?"
The man crossed his hands and supported his chin, looked at the bustling imperial capital outside, people came and went, and the traffic was busy, and he smiled and asked, "What do you say about the imperial capital?" Is it prosperous?"
Chu Xin'er returned: "The imperial capital is one of the most prosperous capitals in the world today, with tens of millions of people living all year round, no matter what aspect there are all kinds of talents, of course prosperous!"
Beauty is just a faΓ§ade after all! More swelling is just hidden under these gorgeous appearances. This is the center of all great conspiracies, this is the source of all evil, and here many disasters are incubated that ordinary people cannot imagine. The man smiled, even if he laughed at Chu Xin'er's ignorance, he laughed at himself.
"Since the Desperate Daoist doesn't come back, he has his own plans, and there is no need to send someone to look for him. The man decided.
Chu Xin'er nodded and returned: "Yes, I know." If there is an existence above the strength of the eight departments on the side of Xi'an City, it is the hidden superlative. Do we need to send someone to deal with it?"
The man didn't reply, as if thinking about something.
After Chu Xin'er came back from Xi'an, she knew a reality that she had to admit, the reason why the new organization chose to cultivate loosely was because these people were better controlled, so that the big people in the imperial capital could do something that was even more disgraceful and could not be brought to power. Although she didn't know what the man was thinking at the moment, Chu Xin'er had already had the idea of escaping from here.
The man seemed to have thought about it, let out a long sigh of relief, and said: "There is no need to send people, Xi'an City has now attracted the attention of the whole world, what we have to do now is to send people to solve the matter of the surrounding mountains of the mountains, and these masters in the mountains will naturally solve the matter of Xi'an." β
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When the dawn comes,
A soft sound came, melodious, desolate, and mournful flute from the center of Xi'an.
At this moment, both cultivators and ordinary people were awakened. The whistle is loud again!
As expected, large new cracks appeared in the ground, and from these cracks crawled out of which even older corpses crawled.
People are panicked and afraid.
Jiang Qingjiu could clearly feel that the current situation was very different from before, at this time, not only dead corpses were released from the cracks on the surface, but also with strong yin qi, which was a hundred times stronger than the dead corpses, like in hell!
Could it be that under the mausoleum of the First Emperor, Zhao Danzhu and they successfully opened the door of Xindifu!
Jiang Sake knew that things might be out of control, got up, and rushed out of the door!
Everyone stood on the high platform of the Liu family's compound, looking at the situation in half of Xi'an City, although the dead bodies had been cleaned up in large quantities in the first few hours, but now there was a steady stream of dead corpses from the ground, as if they were endless, and everyone frowned.
Jiang Qingjiu ran fast, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the bottom of the high platform, the aura in his body surged, he bent his legs and kicked on the wall a few times, and then he went up to the high platform.
"Something's wrong!
Jiang Qingjiu gasped and said intermittently.
Xiao Qingzhen held him and asked patiently: "What happened? What happened? The ghost flute prompted a new wave of dead corpses, and we knew that we were about to go to find the person surnamed Zhao and take the ghost flute." β
Jiang Qingjiu looked solemn and said, "It is very likely that the new land mansion under the tomb of the First Emperor has been opened!"
As soon as Jiang Qingjiu's words fell, all around, ink-colored yin qi visible to the naked eye gushed out of the ground.
Immediately after that, transparent yin spirits floated out of the ground. After that, there were skeletons in armor and helmets who came out, some with crossbow arrows, some with spears, and dozens of dead corpses on horseback with flying spirits, and they led the entire army to slowly drive out, forming a battle formation, and the momentum was violent!
Xiao Qingzhen's expression changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Ghost soldiers, ghost generals!"