Chapter 32: Returning to the Spiritual Light

The bright yellow halo melted into the altar, and the group of warriors nearby first felt the difference. A few people subconsciously clenched their fists, feeling as if their bodies were soaking in a hot spring, and it was indescribably smooth.

This is the most distinctive of the three effects of the Returning Spiritual Light - healing. Although it is not as good as the healing ability of the Huaxu witch, it is better without interruption. As long as the altar is still there, the healing effect will not go away.

The most important thing is that as long as they are within the range of the Returning Aura, everyone's recovery ability will be greatly increased, and they can maintain their full physical strength in the upcoming battle.

In addition to healing, this altar also serves as a scout. As long as there is a sacrificial witch sitting on the altar, you can clearly sense the situation near Gu'er Mountain through the altar. Its range is within a hundred miles of the altar as the center, which was prepared to prevent the Kurs from attacking at night.

Finally, it is Zhang Shiping's original intention to establish this altar, to attract and carry the will of Taiyi. With this altar as a support, Taiyi can be regarded as having a foothold in this person. If Taiyi's divine power becomes strong in the future, he can use this altar as a base point to include Gu'er Mountain in the authority of the mountain god.

But it's still too early to say this, after all, Taiyi hasn't even fully condensed the authority of Yin Shan Mountain, let alone Gu'er Mountain, which is thousands of miles away.

After getting off the altar, Zhang Shiping told several witches about the role of the altar, and by the way, he determined the order of several people taking turns on the altar and supervising the Quartet.

As the news spread, more and more people crowded into the altar to feel the power of the gods. Everyone who clearly realized the Guiyuan spiritual light healing ability that was different from the Huaxu witch had the powerful concept of the Tao god Taiyi in their hearts for the first time.

And as this concept was erected, the ability to merge into the altar and return to the aura began to slowly but surely increase.

"It's really a powerful god, even the god of my clan, the 'Sun God Bird', is a little inferior. But it's strange that I haven't heard of this god's name before!"

Looking at the direction of the altar from afar, savoring the subtle changes in its power, Huadu said with emotion.

"Huadu, even you, as a descendant of the Witch, are not allowed to talk about the gods like this. ”

Behind Hua Du, Hua Yi buried half of his body in the shadows and said in a stereotypical tone.

"Ha, Huayi, you're too serious. The 'Sun God Bird' is the ancestor of my Zhu Li clan, a divine bird born in the blazing sun, and a deity who likes fiery emotions. With you like this, it's no wonder that you can't get the blessing of the gods and become a witch. ”

Hua Du waved his hand indifferently, looked at Hua Yi with regret and said.

Hua Yi was silent, but his head sank slightly, and his body was completely buried in the shadows.

"Forget it, you won't understand it anyway. The powerful Tai Yi God, and his extraordinary strength of the witch, my strength is still not enough. I don't know when I'll be able to master the power of the former witch, I'm really looking forward to it!"

Ignoring Hua Yi, who was becoming more and more silent, Hua Du muttered to himself alone. The Fuso wooden spear inserted in his waist also flashed with a golden halo slightly, reflecting the majesty of Huadu's figure like a divine son.

Several other witches also made various exclamations in different places. Ordinary witches and warriors can only feel the power of the gods, but they do not have a clear understanding of how powerful they are. And the witch who can directly communicate with the gods, but through Taiyi's will, he can clearly distinguish the difference between him and the gods of various clans.

As the representative of the earth, the mountain gods are inherently higher than the humane gods, not to mention the gods such as the blue bird and Hua Xu, who are still ignorant of their own consciousness. The difference between them is like the difference between a baby and a strong man.

However, Zhang Shiping doesn't have the time to pay attention to the thoughts of other witches now. After Taiyi's will descended on Gu'er Mountain, he began to get busy. As an earthly god, Taiyi has a strong foundation, which can be compared to the human gods. But he also has limitations, and he can't easily leave his Shinto realm.

If it weren't for Zhang Shiping himself being Taiyi's distraction, there was a mysterious connection between the two, otherwise Taiyi's will would not have been able to reach Gu'er Mountain at all.

However, even with Zhang Shiping's guidance, Taiyi's will to come to Gu'er Mountain was very weak, except for the initial condensation of the six Guiyuan spiritual lights, there was no other ability to take the initiative at all.

Now, he can only rely on Zhang Shiping to lay the leyline structure of the altar and manage the military spirit condensed by Taiyi at the same time. If these things are done by the gods themselves, it is only a matter of minutes, but in the hands of the mortal Zhang Shiping, it will be very cumbersome.

So now Zhang Shiping has no time and mood to care about what those witches think in their hearts, and he really has no time at all.

In Zhang Shiping's hustle and bustle, time passed quickly. According to the experience of other clans in previous years, the North Sea will start to freeze three days after the north wind blows, and after five days it will allow snow wolves to pass. Between the 10th and 15th days, the first contact battle will begin.

It's almost a month into winter after the north wind blows. There have been several battles between the warriors of the clans and the Kurs. Zhang Shiping, as one of the few witches on Gu'er Mountain, also led the team to participate in several battles.

No, this can no longer be described as a battle. If I had to describe it in one word, it would be, war!

The snow wolf is bigger than the wind wolf. Their masters, the Kurs, do not look like a dwarf like the Wind Wolf Hunters, but look like big men with sideburns on their backs.

After seeing those Kurs for the first time, Zhang Shiping's first feeling was that this group of people would not be apes who had not fully evolved!

Holding a bone club made of the tibia of an unknown giant beast, with a layer of fine body hair all over his body, large scarlet eyes, and a strange roar in his mouth.

Unlike the maverick of the wind wolf, the snow wolf is at least a team of five heads. Their speed is much worse than that of the Wind Wolf, but they are still faster than normal people, even with a Kur on their backs.

The snow wolf can understand the simple commands of the Kur people, and relay messages to their companions through long, deep wolf howls. Their movements are sharp and rhythmic, and they can be called tactical.

Most of the battles with the Kurs will be in the hills below Gu'er Mountain, and although the agility of the snow wolves will not be bothered by such terrain, it will at least reduce their speed and allow the warriors to have more reaction time.

In this wolf howl one after another, the warriors of the clans centered on the warriors of the Shiratori clan and the witches repelled the snow wolves that came forward to attack again and again.

Zhang Shiping, who was on the battlefield, had no way to show the secret method of the Daomen that he was proud of, so he could only rely on his relatively excellent body and palm thunder method to swing his spear over and over again and fight.

Blood!

There are enemies, and there are also their own people.

In less than a month, hundreds of corpses have been buried at the foot of Gu'er Mountain. If it weren't for the assistance of the Guiyuan aura on the Taiyi altar, the dead might have to add nearly a hundred people.

However, the number of deaths of the snow wolf pack on the opposite side will not be less than the sacrifices of the four major clans. After nearly hundreds of years of fighting, both sides know each other as well as their own hands and feet, and they can send attacks to each other's fatal places with their eyes closed.

Fortunately, this kind of battle will not last long, and the experience of previous years will only last for two months at most. Because the snow wolves must leave here and return to the cold north before the east wind blows, spring arrives, and the snow melts on the sea. Otherwise, there is no need for the warriors to take action, and the thick and tight fur on the snow wolf's body alone is enough to kill them alive in the warm sun.

Zhang Shiping, who had been baptized by several flesh and blood killing scenes, began to have a clear aura unique to a cultivator on his body, and there was no evil aura in his eyes.

This is not a good phenomenon, but now Zhang Shiping has no time to care. After all, surviving is all that matters. And this kind of mentality will make him adapt to the rhythm of war.

Today is Zhang Shiping's rotating altar, but it is still daytime, and there is no need for a witch to keep an eye on it all the time, just leave a few witches to pay attention to it.

However, this does not mean that Zhang Shiping can be idle now, he has other jobs, such as helping with treatment in Hua Xu's camp.

When the altar was first established, Zhang Shiping deliberately chose a place near the Huaxu camp, in order to assist in the treatment of the Huaxu witch. With the assistance of the Returning Spiritual Light on the altar, the healing ability of the Huaxu Clan's witch has been increased by at least half. Basically, as long as you don't die directly in battle, you will survive at the hands of the witch of the Huaxu clan.

Walking into the camp, Zhang Shiping subconsciously frowned. Because of Hua Xu's happy character, even though they don't understand the truth of bacterial infection, their camp is always kept quite clean.

However, when Zhang Shiping was on Earth, he hated going to a place like a hospital. When people are physically weak, their spirits will naturally become bald, and in such places, there is always a feeling of twilight. This made Zhang Shiping, who has a keen sense of acumen, quite annoying.

But even if you hate it, you can't help it, Zhang Shiping is the only person on Gu'er Mountain who has healing ability except for the witch of the Huaxu clan. Although it can't compare to the magic healing effect of Huaxu's witch full of life. However, with the theory of traditional Chinese medicine that he has practiced since childhood, and the subtle grasp of the five qi in the practice of the "Five Directions and Five Old Spirits Sutra", Zhang Shiping's healing ability is also relatively outstanding among the witches.

"You're here? Huadu is injured over there, and the others don't want to go, so you can help clean up." ”

Qingluo walked over with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but there was a tiredness in her expression that could not be concealed. Compared with Zhang Shiping, the witch of the Huaxu clan, who has the most direct feeling of life force, should not like this kind of twilight place even more.

"Huadu is hurt, who can hurt him?"

However, compared with this, Zhang Shiping felt even more incredible about the news in Huadu's hands. With that 'Fusang Wooden Spear', his physical strength is endless, and his attacks are even more invincible, such a Huadu is completely insoluble in battle. Who can get him hurt?