The immortal warlock smiled on his face, and the movements of his hands were not slow, and the sword technique in his right hand was lightly flicked, and he was a little farther away towards the peach daughter.

The finger urged, and Tao Qianjin gently let out a clear and joyful sound, like a goose falling into Jiangting, like a tired bird returning to the old forest, impartially incorporated into the bamboo sheath on Wei Ye's shoulder.

Sima Ling lay on Wei Ye's shoulder, with a three-petal mouth and a grin, his tail wagging slightly, looking at his uncle to negotiate.

Zuo Ci also knew the temperament of the Taoist friend beside him, where would he easily answer. His eyes looked at the blazing sea of fire in the distance, but he was silent.

After a while, Zuo Ci finally opened his mouth: "Dongyang Sword Zhu is the Taiping Sutra and the true transmission of the method, and the emphasis is on using my true yang, sensing the breath of Dongyang in the world and turning it into a sword to cut evil." Although the "Taiping Technique" inherited by the Taiping Dao is also the true transmission of the Taiping Sutra, this method has been lost for a long time, and Zhang Jiao, the great sage and good teacher of the Taiping Dao, has never really understood the mystery. Unexpectedly, this method has been carried forward in the hands of Taoist friends, and there are more unique opportunities to express and deduce perfections, such talent, such talent, Taoist friends will start a sect in the future, and Xiaosheng can be a prophet. ”

The four words "opening the sect and calling the ancestors" can be said to be the highest level of praise for the Taoist characters in this world. However, Wei Ye let out a "hey" laugh, and did not take this sentence as his meaning: "Learning without getting tired and teaching people tirelessly, this is Kong Zhongni's elegance." I don't get tired of learning and I don't get tired of teaching, but I don't get tired of teaching? These oil bottles around me have not been educated well, let alone the troublesome things such as preaching and preaching, it is better to leave them to the great sages and good teachers and other people to worry about. As for the Dongyang Eight Yan Transformations that my junior brother and I newly realized, they are even more inconsistent with the name, and so far they are only one change, which is nothing to boast about. ”

Hearing Wei Ye being so humble and boastful, Zuo Ci couldn't help but smile, but he pointed to the raging sea of fire in the distance and said: "Daoyou's Dongyang Eight Yan Change, the second change, should also be a little eyebrow-raising, isn't it? From this point of view, the demon god gave the word 'arsonist' to the Taoist friend, and it really deserves its name. ”

“...... Senior brother, after cultivating into a half-immortal body, you actually became full of black water. ”

"Where do you come from? ”

Wei Ye shook his head, once again lowered his gaze to the sea of fire in the distance, and sighed softly: "Senior brother used the magic rune to hook the heavenly thunder, and the junior brother used the magic sword to attract the earth fire, this kind of heaven, thunder, earth and fire combined moves, but it still fell short, but it gave that guy a chance to make a comeback." ”

Listening to Wei Ye's emotion, Zuo Ci snorted lightly: "If Helan Gong was so easy to kill, Emperor Wu attacked the Huns back then, and the famous generals under his command were like clouds, and there were Taizhong doctors Dongfang Shuo, Li Shaojun and other immortal Dao people in the court, and this fang should have been awarded the head a long time ago." How can you let him sit big until today, with your single sword in the lonely city, and face the military disasters he single-handedly provoked?"

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Above the field, the earth is full of fire, and thunder is a net.

In the killing array of arcs and tongues of fire, the air that the creature itself depends on to survive has absorbed too much heat energy, and has become a deadly killer that can burn the alveoli. Not to mention that in this sea of fire, under the violent oxidation reaction, there is not much oxygen to support breathing.

In the face of this catastrophe, even the most fanatical Zoroastrians couldn't help but be shaken and secretly frightened!

In Zoroastrian teachings, light is the deity of the supreme deity, Ahura Mazda, and is the essence of all good forces.

Among the many celestial angels, the god of fire is regarded as the messenger born of the divergence of the divine virtues of Ahuramazda, and is the essence of the Zoroastrian heavenly paradise. Therefore, Zoroastrian believers worship fire, every family makes offerings to the fire altar, and everyone participates in the fire sacrifice.

Therefore, Zoroastrianism is also called Zoroastrianism by countless people, which is a very unpleasant name, implying the inextricable knot in the hearts of those new religions that have risen later.

No matter how much they denigrate, Zoroastrianism is, in fact, the oldest monotheistic religion. The religion of those who came after them, whether they gave the name of the supreme god Jehovah or some "true Lord," the tricks of heaven, angels, saints, and prophets could not go beyond that. Even they themselves admit that the teachings of Zoroastrianism are not very different from theirs, and at best Zoroastrianism is a failure, a degenerate monotheistic religion.

Although the Zoroastrianism in the realm of Liangzhou has been mixed in by more than one force, its appearance has also become extremely strange, almost changing from Zoroastrianism to Helan Catholicism. But nominally, the Qiang people who believe in Zoroastrianism still worship Ahura Mazda as the supreme god, and fire offerings and fire sacrifices are still a necessary daily religious activity for every Qiang person. Even if you don't have a deep understanding of the high-ranking "Lord of Flames and Good Deeds" Ordi Behersht - can you still be as big as the "Lord of the Wind and the Eagle"?, but a god is a god after all, and offending a god is never a good thing!

The people who reached the edge of the fire looked panicked, and some tried to run into the fire, and then they were quickly engulfed in flames. More people wanted to extinguish the fire, but they couldn't find enough water and were in a hurry.

The flames devoured their god, and in the flames of purification, the figure of the great god who led them to rebel against the Han court was no longer visible. If the charism is no more, what awaits you?

An inexplicable fear spread in the hearts of these rebels.

More Qiang people finally knelt down in front of this fire.

The sound of prayers was chanting Ahura Mazda and the celestial angels of Zoroastrianism.

"Eternal Gift, Father of all, Ahura Mazda!"

"O protector of good deeds, O land of heaven!

"O Conveyor of the Divine Will, Divine Ruler, protect us!"

"O Lord of War, Direction of Victory, Mighty Wind and Eagle! Show your strength!

With the sound of congratulations, the Qiang generals led by Mehanid looked at each other, and then knelt down.

The Zoroastrian priests, with their heads wrapped in headcloths and parchment in their hands, began to kneel down and chant the hymns of the Zoroastrian god of war.

More than 10,000 Zoroastrian soldiers, no matter which Qiang tribe they came from, now all bowed down reverently and prayed to the god they believed in the most.

Tens of thousands of people have congratulated them, and the versions of the prayers are always different, and the accents of the recitations are always different from region, so at first, the voice seemed so noisy and confusing.

Soon, however, the sound became more and more neat, and the sound became louder and louder, and the sound of thousands of people became a huge sound wave, faintly shaking the field.

The Qiang army is wishing Helan Gong his safety, looking forward to Helan Gong's strength, and looking forward to the return of their gods.

Above the canopy, among the clouds, the thunder gradually dimmed.

As the thunder dissipated, the inky clouds began to roll and roll wildly, and a chill came out of the clouds, and snowflakes fell down.

Under the field, in the frozen soil, there is a trace of water vapor seeping out of the mud that has become unusually dry and brittle by the fire of the earth.

An awe-inspiring but cold breath quickly emerged from the sea of fire, echoing and combining with the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Above the clouds, a silver river suddenly flowed down, and it was an unknown billion grains of ice, surging to the earth. It is like the richest king in mythology, who suddenly opens the treasury and makes sacrifices to the gods he believes in.

Billions of ice chips fell to the ground.

Frost crystals arise from the earth.

The rift that had originally spewed fire on the earth was instantly cooled, revealing an ominous iron gray.

On the iron-gray earth, covered with layers of white crystal clusters, they gathered like lotus flowers, and from the sea of fire extended into a sea of silver-white flowers.

In the sea of flowers, on top of the largest ice crystal lotus, there is a crystal throne. The throne was not empty, a man spread out a pair of huge eagle wings and leaned crookedly against the crystal throne, looking like a scoundrel who had not made a living.

Above his neck, there were three different faces. The head on the left is an eagle's head, with an indigo sheen and a faint corpse-green glow in its eyes, a simple face on the right, with a cruel and indifferent smile at the corners of its mouth, and the real face in the middle is perfect—even the iconic hooked nose has a sacred and solemn taste.

This is the source of the plague, the master of the grave, the Lord of the Corpse.

This is the herdsman's nightmare in winter, the demon king who controls the wind and snow, and the white tent master.

This is the god of war in the mouth of the Zoroastrians, who is known as the invincible king who can fight with one of his feathers, Bahram.

This is the fear of the ghosts and gods in the mountains and rivers of Liangzhou, the black hand that shelters the Qiang rebels, and makes the corpse monsters walk in the daylight, Helan Gong.

The god of three phases, the god of three phases with different names, finally revealed his true face here.

Raising his arms with Yingluo arms, Helan Gong thought for a moment, and put the heavy gold crown resting next to the throne on his head.

The face that represented the white tent owner showed a slightly disappointed look, but it quickly calmed down.

The face of Helan Gong, who was wearing a golden crown, and the face of Corpse Lin Jun, both closed their eyes, and only the eyes of the white tent master were still open.

He looked at the Qiang people who kept bowing, seemed to be sad and joyful, and shouted wildly, and said, "You ask for miracles, and I will answer your miracles." Go, prepare your swords and armor, and repay me and your gods with the blood of those who practice witchcraft."

This oracle shook the wilderness for a long time.