"Light three incense, prepare candles, and sacrifice animals—"

The snow in the camp was swept away, and a simple wooden platform two zhang high was erected, Liu Jianwu followed Qu Yuanfeng's instructions, and set up an altar facing the big bucket valley in the distance, lit incense and candles, and presented a sheep with blood.

"General Qu can also spell?"

Looking at the incense candles curling around the smoke, Yang Guang turned his head and looked at Qu Yuanfeng, who had untied his hair and his hair and his hair was scattered, and the latter pursed his lips with both hands and hesitated.

"Yes...... Once. ”

The note sandwiched between my fingertips had the content of Master's advice, and there was only a simple sentence - lay out the picture scroll, pour wine on it, and shoot rockets!

This technique is not for the teacher, remember!

Qu Yuanfeng knew that this was a picture specially prepared for him by the master who understood that he had lost his cultivation, but it was just the last sentence, and he probably understood what it meant.

After standing for a while, he slowly walked up to the wooden platform with the scroll in his hand, turned to the east, bowed in the direction of Chang'an, and then slowly unfolded the scroll in his hand on the altar.

Above, the blue and black ink outlines the thick clouds, cascading and undulating, and the foothills below seem to be hunched over by the wind, and the branches and leaves fall off and float in the wind.

"Bring the wine!" Qu Yuanfeng, who was kneeling in front of the painting, said in a low voice, Liu Jianwu, who was standing on the side, nodded, waved his hand downward, and shouted: "Come on, bring the wine jar by jar to the general!"

When the wine was carried up by the soldiers with a burden, Qu Yuanfeng looked at the painting scroll and gently rubbed the corners, and suddenly spoke: "General, please take someone to Dadou Tugu, prepare rockets, and when you see the rain over there, shoot arrows inside!"

Rain, shoot rockets?

The generals who had been on the horse for half their lives felt a little ridiculous, looked down hesitantly, saw the emperor nodding with his hands, sighed, had to do so, and took people to prepare fire oil, arrows and other utensils when he got off the wooden platform, and after a while, he quietly went out of the camp with more than 3,000 archers and touched the canyon over there.

"General Qu, when will you start doing it?"

Liu Jianwu had been walking with people for a while, Yang Guang was standing in place and walking around with his hands in his hands, the breath that sank under his eyes came up again, and he frowned and looked at the motionless back above.

"Your Majesty, wait a little longer. ”

Qu Yuanfeng looked up at the blue sky, the slightest white cloud wandered away, he didn't have mana in his body now, so he naturally couldn't urge the scroll, but since the master asked the Moon Hazy Sword to send the painting scroll, there must be other ways to trigger it, and the only possibility is the time of day.

At the end of the day, the sky still did not change, and the picture scroll spread on the ground did not move, and the blue ink did not move at all, but moved slightly in the wind.

Yang Guang, who was waiting below, and the soldiers who had been standing behind him for a long time were all a little impatient, and their stomachs were rumbling when they saw that it was approaching noon.

"Master....."

Qu Yuanfeng's knees were numb, his body was stiff and trembling slightly, but he still didn't mean to get up, the next moment he muttered, the moment the sun hanging high in the sky tilted slightly, just after noon!

A gust of wind suddenly hung on the flat ground, and the dust and snow particles on the ground swirled up, sticking to people's robes and faces, and the originally bright sun suddenly overshadowed people's field of vision.

Yang Guang grinned, with an excited smile on his face, and shook off his wide sleeves to watch the clouds gather in the sky, "The national teacher has appeared, and the painting of the national teacher has appeared!"

The wind was blowing, and the banners of the camps were blowing, Qu Yuanfeng looked around excitedly, his hands were a little trembling and stretched out to the wine jar, smashed the mud seal on it with a punch, and then pushed it down!

Large streams of clear wine flowed down the tear and fell onto the canvas, not soaking through the paper, but disappearing in an instant.

Boom –

In the gloomy sky, a thunderclap suddenly sounded, and a blue and white electric light flashed in the tumbling clouds between the dim heaven and earth.

Murong Fuyun, who was standing on the top of the Great Dou Ba Valley, looked at the suddenly changing sky in a panic, and reached out to pull the old monk's empty cuffs, "National Teacher, what's the matter?"

"The Emperor of Sui invited a master. ”

Buddha Lianzun fiddled with the Buddha beads, his face was solemn, there are many masters in the Sui Kingdom, but what he knows is that there is only one Great Sui National Master Lu Liangsheng, that time in the Huangfeng Mountain Monster Cave Mansion, he experienced the other party's cultivation with his own eyes, and he had no chance of winning at all.

It's just that I didn't seem to have come here in person..... Maybe we can delay a bit.

Thinking like this, the old monk shouted a Buddha name.

"Amitabha—"

The Buddha's name was solemn, and at the same time as it spread, a drop of coldness fell on the vertical Dharma seal, and when he raised his eyes, the surging clouds pulled out countless rain lines.

Rushing!

The heavens and the earth were filled with the sound of rain falling.

"It's raining?"

Murong Fuyun touched the coolness on his face, his beard stretched in panic, he grinned, and turned his head to look at the old monk: "National Teacher, the Sui people want to fill the canyon with water?"

"Hmm......" Buddha Lianzun did not answer, his eyes looked at the flickering electric light, the rain curtain that fell into the bottom of his eyes, this is the afterglow faintly seemed to see the fire, subconsciously looked in the direction of the valley mouth, what caught his eye was a dense fire lit up in the distance.

Murong Fuyun stepped forward and laughed even louder.

"Rockets are like heavy rain, and rockets are still used?! The Sui people know that we are in short supply of arrows, so they send rockets to me? haha!"

However, the khan suddenly wrinkled his nose, and the rain accumulated from his outstretched palms was specially put under his nose and smelled, and the smile gradually froze on his face.

The rain that was originally unremarkable gave out a smell of wine, even more intense than the spirits that were usually drunk.

"Wine ....."

muttering suspiciously, when Murong Fuyun looked back at his own national teacher, on the side of the Deep Valley Palace, there were Tuyuhun soldiers holding torches out, and the falling rain touched the torches, and with a bang, the whole person instantly burned into a flame.

"Ahhh

A series of screams came out violently, and the chaotic running crashed to the edge of the cliff, stumbling and falling to the bottom of the valley, and a dull movement was heard in the distance.

Not good!

Immediately understanding what the master invited by the Sui people was going to do, Buddha Lianzun pulled Murong Fuyun for a few breaths, flew down the valley, ignoring the guards waiting below, and flew frantically on the rocks at the same moment.

Outside the big fight, Liu Jianwu rode forward, looked at the rain curtain over there with a pleasing eye, slowly pulled out his sword, and raised his arm above his head.

Then, cut off a sword light of Sen Han!

"Put!"

The next moment, the strings sounded one by one, and the dense fire points rose into the sky, dragging the burning black smoke, crossing the sky, and covering the canyon, the burning arrows were nailed to the rocks and fell to the ground, and more with the flames nailed to the bottom of the valley, the moment the flames touched the wet mud, the light blue flames burst out, and spread rapidly in all directions along the flowing wine.

At a certain moment, the bright flames roared for several feet, the snow melted and the precipitation of the wine formed a flow, burning the entire valley floor, the towering flames licked the cliffs, bluestones burned up, on the wet mountain wall, Buddha Lianzun pulled Murong Fuyun and rushed into the palace gate, the cliff behind him has been covered by fire, forming a sea of fire, and the soldiers who had no time to escape were swept inside.

"Close the door of the temple quickly!" Murong Fuyun lost his previous spirit, such a big sea of fire, he also saw it for the first time, and shouted loudly for the soldiers who stayed in the hall to close the temple door, and some soldiers rushed to the door with a basin of water and threw themselves into the fire.

Rumble!

The clear water that was thrown out fell into the sea of fire, and instantly burst into a fire and fell on the soldier, and the whole person suddenly turned into a ball of fireball and shouted hysterically, and was kicked out by others, and the door of the temple slammed shut.

Outside, at this time, a large number of Tuyuhun soldiers ran in the sea of fire, their extremely flammable leather jackets shrouded in flames, making terrible burning sounds, and heart-rending screams, falling to the ground and rolling wildly, and then gradually lost their breath, and their bodies were curled up by the flames until they were charred black.

The gloomy sky was lit up by the light of a huge fire, and the entire valley was reduced to a burning mountain, and the scorching skin of the group could be felt in the air for miles, and the occasional terrifying scream or two was heard from within, which made everyone's hearts tremble.

Far away in the military village more than ten miles away, Yang Guang ran up to the sentry tower, looked at the sky-high fire, his hand clenched to the fence, and his open mouth was difficult to close for a long time.

...... This is the spell of the national teacher.

After a few hours, the gloomy clouds gradually dispersed, the rain of wine stopped, and the flames all over the mountains were extinguished, and soon, Yang Guang stepped into this charred valley with his soldiers and horses, and the hot ground made it impossible for people to get close, until the night was deep and the cold air hit, and he did not dare to enter.

The Sui soldiers climbed the building built against the mountain, and saw countless charred skeletons, poked with their weapons, shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Everyone slammed open the heavy stone temple door, entered carefully, and then ran out with their mouths and noses covered, and in the main hall, the lights were still burning, and the place where it was illuminated was full of corpses piled up all over the place, like a pile of steamed meat, emitting a disgusting smell.

Murong Fuyun, the Tuyuhun Khan sitting in the first place, drooped down and led the bones that exposed Bai Sensen, and there was a one-armed monk on the side who was intact, but he was silent. 、

"Won ......"

Looking at the extremely terrifying picture, the long sword in Liu Jianwu's hand was almost unable to hold it, and soon, the news of Murong Fuyun's ambush spread back, and it was also spread to Chang'an, which was farther to the east.