noffsinger Chapter 1090 July 7th Gathering of Saints
Chapter 1090 July 7th Gathering of Saints
Chapter 1090: The Gathering of Saints on July th
Over the next ten days, the Western Expedition was fought in a different style.
The military Nine Palaces Formation is activated.
All battles must be fought at the first opportunity with the best possible timing, location and people.
The 21st Army Corps of the Western Expedition advanced a thousand miles in one day.
Confucian temples were built one after another.
The special envoy of the night watchman, Chang Shiba, also became famous and renowned.
It is certainly a legendary fact that he built a hundred Confucian temples in one day. As soon as he built the Confucian temples, a poem handed down from generation to generation, "Huan Xi Sha", turned into drizzle and merged into the holy light of the Confucian temples, amplifying the killing power of the Confucian temples tenfold and a hundredfold, and cleansing the demons in every hidden corner, which was a godly method.
With the construction of three hundred Confucian temples within ten days, and the eradication of the demons within the ten thousand miles of territory, the iron-blooded methods of the Temple made the demons in the remaining ninety thousand miles of the Demon Realm truly feel the end of the world for the first time.
As the battlefield advanced rapidly, each army left behind a different afterimage of the battlefield.
Among them, there was an army that left a unique afterglow of the battlefield behind it, and that was the Da Cang Legion.
Wherever the Da Cang Army goes, the demon army is annihilated and the people are comforted. If you are injured, the female soldiers from Baihua Valley and Cangshan Navel will treat your wounds; if you have been ill for years, the remaining pain will be wiped out completely; if you have no food, the army will give up its rations to keep you alive.
No army has ever been like them, truly devoting themselves to working for the livelihood of the people.
The local people were stunned, cried, and knelt down...
Piece by piece, city by city...
What is even more unimaginable is that the Da Cang Army specially selected a special force from the army to distribute the land under their feet to the local people, and distributed houses and various resources to the people. Ten days later, the people behind them were no longer the dead souls after the war, but were transformed into happy people with fields, land and property...
A song accompanied by the tears of the people is flying over this land, which is probably the most true portrayal of these people at this moment:
"The spring water in the frontier is clear and pure, and the songs in the frontier warm people's hearts. The clear spring water flows endlessly, and the songs of praise sing of relatives. The Da Cang Army, the soldiers and the people have a deep affection for each other..."
This song was sung in every city, in brothels and restaurants, in poor mountains and bad waters, and in the busy farms where land was distributed to households...
It is an extremely beautiful song with a touching contrast that makes the singer cry while singing.
The listeners laughed with tears in their eyes.
On top of a mountain, Princess Xingyue quietly listened to the beautiful singing coming from the valley on the left, and quietly watched the busy scene of dividing the land to households on the plain below the valley.
She was intoxicated by the beautiful song, but also shocked by the scene before her, which clearly did not belong to a battlefield...
"Your Highness, this song is so beautiful. I have never heard it in my travels around the world. I wonder who created it?" Wei Yu breathed softly.
Princess Xingyue said: "You have traveled the world and probably haven't set foot in the northern border of Da Cang. This song is well-known in the northern border."
"He started it?" Wei Yu's eyes lit up.
"Of course it was him! When he led his troops north to the Great Jin, he sang this divine song. From then on, the song spread throughout the northern land. From the King of Jin and the King of the North to the farmers, everyone knew it."
"Such a wonderful piece of music must have been created by him. Who else in the world could have composed it except him?" Wei Yu sighed, "Every syllable and every turn is so stunning and breathtaking."
Xingyue smiled gently: "You only hear the beauty of the melody of this song? Haven't you heard of a saying - his song is not a song, but a Tao?"
"It's not a song but a Tao?" Wei Yu didn't understand.
Princess Xingyue said: "Singing praises to relatives, singing to relatives, the Da Cang Army, the soldiers and the people have a deep bond... He is using this song to win the hearts of the people outside the Great Wall. Look at these slaves who are listening to the song, look at the tears in their eyes, every tear contains a recognition, and every melody makes the people in the demon-occupied area have a deeper bond with the Da Cang Army. In this case, if the Da Cang Army wants to recruit soldiers, all the people can serve as soldiers. If the Da Cang Army wants supplies, the people will not blink an eye to demolish their houses to fill their ancestral graves... Twenty-one armies went to the West to fight deep into the Demon Realm, with smoke everywhere. Only the Da Cang Army did not suffer the various disasters of entering a foreign land alone. In front and behind them are all the elders and villagers who are closely connected with them."
Wei Yu's heart skipped a beat: "Your Highness is right! Why don't we do the same as them, record the song, find someone who is good at music to sing it, and spread it behind us. Oh, by the way, just change the 'Da Cang Army' in the lyrics to 'Nanyang Army'."
The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and she almost wanted to take action immediately.
But Xingyue shook her head gently: "It's easy for this song to spread, but it also needs a soil for it to spread. The reason why it can spread in the area occupied by the Da Cang Army is not only because of the beautiful melody and lyrics, but also because the Da Cang Army has really worked hard for the people and made the people truly recognize it. What exactly did they do? We need to understand it in detail... Li Yue!"
"Here!" A figure in red stepped forward. It was Xingyue's personal guard, Li Yue.
"Go, find out how the Da Cang Army governs the occupied areas. Make sure you find out everything."
"Yes!"
Li Yue activated the communication token in his hand and spent an hour contacting dozens of secret agents.
The results were summarized and placed in front of Xingyue.
Princess Xingyue's eyes sparkled. "Wherever the army goes, they leave no one behind. They treat the wounds of the people and relieve their difficulties. More importantly, they distribute land to each household! Distribute land to each household... How could he come up with such a brilliant plan?"
"Your Highness, distributing land to each household, land revolution... this is really a brilliant move." Wei Yu said.
Princess Xingyue nodded gently: "Yes, I also benefited from the shocking change in the royal family that year. I have been walking among the people a lot. I know how obsessed the people are with the land. With land, they have roots. With roots, they have hope. With hope, they don't want anyone to break this hope. From now on, they will fight to defend their homeland. They are like crystal seeds, scattered on this land and mountains... light rain!"
"exist!"
Princess Xingyue said: "Establish a special team and follow the model of the Da Cang Army to comprehensively manage our occupied areas. Whether it is based on military principles or people's livelihood, this time, we will follow his footsteps as soon as possible!"
"Yes!"
In the ancestral land of the military strategists, on the bank of Xian Lake, there is a boat shaped like an arrow.
This is probably the characteristic of military strategists.
The lake is in the shape of a crescent, with a long embankment drawing a beautiful arc like a drawn bowstring.
The boats shuttling across the lake were as slender as arrows.
The lake is the string and the boat is the arrow.
This is called returning to one’s true nature.
The ancestral land of the military strategist has been returned to, and it has changed three times a day. The pavilions, towers, mountains and rivers have changed like a miracle under the power of literature and Taoism. In just over ten days, it is no longer what it was before.
Jiang Yun stayed with Lin Su for more than ten days.
Occasionally, he would visit the ancestral pavilion and casually wipe out a few demon armies in front of the formation. Occasionally, he would enter the ancestral land of the military family and enter the former military lake to appreciate the magic of the military way.
Most of the time, the two of them went boating on Xian Lake, sipping fragrant tea and enjoying Jiang Yun's increasingly blossoming charm. In this brutal battle, Lin Su played out different colors for the two of them.
This is called taking a break from busy work.
Currently, I have the conditions to take a break from my busy schedule.
Because after the Nine Palaces Formation was established, the battle within the formation was a sure win. Even though Lin Su was not present, the Da Cang Legion was still able to sweep the demon army.
What's more, he happened to appear in front of the formation and had insight into the overall battle situation, so he could play his special role much better than if he was in the Da Cang Legion.
No one knows that Lin Su is a man with a busy mind. He looks up at the sky, calculating the time, preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.
This decisive battle has nothing to do with the demons outside the pass.
This decisive battle was the biggest one he had ever faced since he entered this world.
Today is the ninth day of July!
The time is almost up!
"Husband, the Nine Palaces Formation is being rebuilt, and the other party's saint may have noticed it. If the saint comes out in person, is it possible that the formation base will be destroyed again?" Jiang Yun leaned against Lin Su and raised a key question.
"Not likely!" Lin Su said.
"Why are you so sure? You need to know that a thousand years ago, it was the Demon Saint of Moon Lake who personally appeared and destroyed Mount Xumi."
The Nine Palaces Array is itself a saint-level method. Even if a quasi-saint-level person discovers the array's base and understands its location and mystery, there is no way for him to destroy this great array of heaven and earth that gathers the power of heaven and earth and incorporates the nine bases into one. Only a saint can break through it.
Thousands of years ago, when the Bing family was in danger, the Moon Lake Demon Saint took the opportunity to destroy Mount Xumi, causing the complete collapse of the Nine Palaces Formation. This forced the Bing family to abandon their ancestral land and flee back to the interior of the country overnight, using the corpse of Muye Villa to revive.
The Demon Saint of Moon Lake is still here!
Once the Nine Palace Formation is activated, the information of the demons inside the formation will be cut off, which will inevitably alarm the demons outside the formation. As long as the Demon Saint comes out, he will immediately understand what has happened, and he will definitely go through the same process again as before.
Although the Nine Palaces Formation is not easy to destroy even for a saint himself.
However, if he was able to succeed once a thousand years ago, he can succeed today as well.
Lin Su said: "The situation today is different from that a thousand years ago! A thousand years ago, the Soldier Lord was robbed and the Soldier Palace was destroyed. The Three Heavens had no intention of fighting a decisive battle with the Demon Saint outside the Pass. The Demon Saint and the Monster Saint outside the Pass knew that if they destroyed the Nine Palaces Array, they would not be targeted by the Three Heavens, and would even get help from the Three Heavens. That's why they dared to attack recklessly!"
Jiang Yun's mind calmed down...
She is from the military family, she knows what happened in the past...
Back then, the military strategist was in command, sweeping across the 80,000-mile Demon Realm outside the Great Wall...
However, the situation in the Three Heavens changed drastically, and trouble broke out among the saints. The three thousand Confucian temples built by the human race were not destroyed by the Demon Saints and Monster Saints, but by the regular Painting Saints in the Three Heavens!
Even the saints are capable of doing such shameless things.
Can you still expect them to escort a large military formation?
The saints of the Three Heavens even hope that this magical formation, which symbolizes the military authority, will be destroyed sooner!
Therefore, the Demon Saint and Monster Saint outside the pass destroyed this formation with impunity!
Today the situation is very different.
In the third heaven, there is now him and several more saints beside the ancestor. In this situation, the demon saints and monster saints outside the pass are afraid of him.
They were worried that if they used all their strength to destroy this magical formation of heaven and earth, they would be killed by the saints of the human race.
They were also worried about sneak attacks from other Demon Saints and Monster Saints behind them.
The world of saints has always been turbulent and mysterious.
It cannot be taken away by common sense.
Why?
Because their strength is at the top of this world, their status is also at the top. If the world is likened to a dynasty, they are the emperor.
The mentality of an emperor is not only applicable to the dynasty, but sometimes also to saints.
Do you think that the Demon Saint and Monster Saint, who are both saints from foreign lands, are really so united?
If there is a chance to kill someone, no one will show mercy!
Jiang Yun stood up gently: "So...what about above the third heaven? Will history repeat itself?"
She didn't make her words clear, but Lin Su naturally understood her meaning.
Eight hundred years ago, when the human race was on the Western Expedition, they had conquered 80,000 miles of territory and built 3,000 Confucian temples. However, the bastard Saint of Painting disguised himself as the Demon Saint, transformed himself into a demon eagle, and destroyed the Confucian temples of humanity with his own hands, thus halting the Western Expedition.
Today's Western Expedition is going smoothly.
It is almost exactly the same as the Western Expedition eight hundred years ago.
So, will history repeat itself?
Among all the saints in the Three Heavens, will someone jump out again, disguised as a Demon Saint, and deal a fatal blow to the Western Expedition Army?
This is true military thinking!
Lin Su suddenly raised his head...
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yun also looked up in surprise, but she saw nothing.
"Wife, I have to go!" Lin Su said.
"Are you going back to the Cangshan Legion?" Jiang Yun said, "I'll go with you!"
"No need!" Lin Su hugged her shoulders and said, "You have worked so hard eight times a night these days. I am so distressed, so I will give you a day off."
Jiang Yun's face flushed, and she raised her face and said: "I think I can still hold on for a few more nights..."
How many more nights?
Wife, your charm is beginning to spill out...
Lin Su was somewhat speechless...
Jiang Yun chuckled: "Don't lie to me, you clearly heard the call of a young wife, I won't get in your way, just go..."
"Wife, you are so reasonable. I love you so much! Next time we meet, I will love you to death..." Lin Su's lips fell and he followed hers. Dayan took a step and disappeared into thin air.
Jiang Yun slowly opened his eyes and looked around...
Who on earth is it?
Dark Night or the Nine-tailed Fox?
Being able to avoid her detection, this method is quite extraordinary...
Who is she?
She was originally a cultivator who had already broken into the source heaven. At the same time, after the military family re-erected the Saint Family signboard, she enjoyed the configuration of the Saint Family Wen Xin. She was also one of the first people to receive Wen Xin. Now, she is a wonder in the world, practicing both literature and Taoism! And all of them are advanced configurations. Compared with the day when she followed Lin Su out of the pass, her strength is no longer at the same level.
Yes, ordinary people are not worth mentioning in front of Jiang Yun, but the one who came to summon Lin Su today is obviously an exception.
Who is she?
Above the clouds, black and white colors interweave, setting off someone's face with a dreamlike beauty.
Destiny is the face of heaven.
Ming Tianyan smiled softly: "I'm sorry, I caused you to hurt her to death."
"It doesn't matter. It's the same even if I hurt you to death!" Lin Su said.
Ming Tianyan said: "I finally know where your strongest point is. It is that you switch between several women so easily and naturally. You walk through a sea of flowers without getting a single leaf on you. In this world, who else can be compared to Lin Lang? ... Promise to love me and give me a flower!"
Lin Su raised his hand slightly and handed over a small flower of Wendao. As soon as it touched Ming Tianyan's fingertips, it made a slight buzzing sound and turned into the holy light of Wendao around them.
The cultural path is blocked.
The relaxed look on Ming Tianyan's face disappeared instantly: "In three days, it will be July 15th. Are you ready?"
Lin Su said: "I have not been idle in the past ten days."
"Oh?" Ming Tianyan glanced at him: "Don't tell me you have some new trump card?"
Lin Su laughed: "I once said to a beautiful woman, you are studying the enemy, and the enemy is also studying you. Don't bet that the enemy won't know your trump card. What you need to do is to refresh your trump card from time to time, so that the enemy knows your past self, but will be at a loss in front of you today!"
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July 15th!
Outside the Tianwai Tianle City!
There is an unnamed mountain with extraordinary terrain and clouds and mist that never disappear all year round. Just based on the grandeur of this mountain, if it existed in the world, it would be a great place for wise men to hide away.
However, this mountain is so desolate that not only is there no human presence, there are not even any wild animals.
Because this mountain is the middle area where the two forces compete.
The power of the temple could not cover the mountain.
The forces outside of Heaven and Earth do not dare to cover this mountain.
This mountain, which cannot be completely covered on both sides but has some radiation, is a "no man's land" in the secular sense, and has become the place where the saints of the three heavens and the saints of the heavens beyond the heavens hold talks.
The location of the talks is selective.
The saints from foreign lands have been carrying the shackles of Heaven for three thousand years and are not allowed to cross the triple defense line built by eighteen cities. Once they cross it, they will be killed by Heaven.
Therefore, the meeting place must not be chosen within the eighteen cities.
(Although there are ways to circumvent the Heavenly Dao, which can allow foreign saints to cross the line without being punished by Heaven, but do foreign saints dare to rely on the other party to be righteous and keep their promises to maintain their lives?)
At the same time, places that are too deep beyond the sky are not suitable.
After all, the saints from foreign lands have been operating for three thousand years. Who knows how many tricks they have laid?
If they blindly stepped into the heartland of this group of saints, the Saints of the Three Heavens would also bear great risks.
Therefore, the two parties chose such a place - there was no sign of any business, and it was not too far from the boundaries of both parties. In case of any crisis, both sides could just go back to their own homes.
This is the necessary defensive mentality that has been formed after three thousand years of confrontation between the two sides.
The hour is coming.
The wind and clouds are moving together.
With a loud bang, a golden bridge appeared out of thin air. On the golden bridge, the Confucian sage led the way, and the sixteen saints arrived together.
On the other side, there was also a golden bridge, and above the holy light, thirty-six people appeared together.
There are three people standing in the front. The one in the middle is as beautiful as a virgin. She has a phoenix feather in her hair and her hair is tied up high. To her left is a bald monk, and to her right is a child who looks like a baby.
At first glance, it looks like a young mother taking her child out for an outing, burning incense and praying to Buddha.
But all the saints in the Three Heavens know that these three people are the leaders among the Thirty-Six Saints.
In the middle is Feng Sheng.
On the left is the secret saint.
On the right is the Infant Saint.
If the Phoenix Saint represents grandeur and splendor, the Secret Saint represents the glory of Buddhism and Taoism, and the Infant Saint represents mystery.
"Greetings to the saints of the Three Heavens!" Feng Sheng bowed slightly.
"Greetings to the saints from beyond the heavens!" On the Confucian saint's side, all the saints bowed at the same time.
"How about taking a seat?" Feng Sheng asked.
"Very good!" The Confucian saint waved his hand lightly, and the appearance of the mountain suddenly changed.
On top of the barren mountain, the rocks turned into a high pavilion, rising out of thin air.
The square in front of me has been transformed into a jade platform, majestic and magnificent.
Feng Sheng smiled gently: "The mountain is the pavilion, the stone is the platform, the road is open, it doesn't matter where you are, it's wonderful! This saint adds a little color to the Confucian saint!"
The phoenix feather on her head flew up and turned into a colorful phoenix, flying around the high platform. The surrounding area was covered with green phoenix trees.
The entire mountain has completely changed its appearance.
If there were outsiders present, they would probably immediately think of the "Praise of the Humble House" written by Lin Su: "A mountain is not famous because of its height, but because of the immortals living there; a river is not famous because of its depth, but because of the dragons living there."
This unknown and desolate mountain is where all the saints gather, and it will surely become a holy place on earth in the future.
The Saint of Chess glanced at the Wutong trees on the periphery, and a holy voice reached the Saint of Arms' ears: "Soldier Lord, this is the True Phoenix Feather of the Saint of True Phoenix. It forms an encirclement on the periphery, but it carries a sense of blockade."
"It's okay!" The voice of the Military Saint came back.
The chess master nodded slightly. That was true. The pavilion was built by the Confucian Sage, and it also had the meaning of blockade. The other party was not a fool, so he would naturally not fall into your blockade without having his own blockade.
Only when both sides are blocked can parity be achieved.
The next negotiations will be normal negotiations.
He could see that the Military Saint had been through hundreds of battles, so he could see it even better.
Since the Military Saint didn't take it seriously, it must not be a big deal.
In the huge pavilion, the two parties sat opposite each other. Although there were fifty-two people in total, the methods of the saints were beyond the imagination of mortals.
This pavilion seems to be above the starry sky, with boundless vast space all around.
"Saints of the Three Heavens, you and I have been enemies for three thousand years, and our men are still fighting on the battlefield. It would be a good story in history if we sit down and talk now!" Saint Feng said, "How about being frank?"
The Confucian Sage nodded gently: "The Phoenix Sage has just said that the Great Way is universal, no matter where you stand! You and I have been hostile to each other for three thousand years, and the lives of the people have been suffering day by day. The saints of the Three Heavens have the holy way in their hearts and take benevolence as their foundation, so they intend to put down their butcher knives and live in peace from now on."
"Amitabha!" Secret Saint chanted a Buddhist name: "I am deeply pleased that the saints of the Three Heavens have such benevolent thoughts. However, I also know that the Three Heavens have not started to rule the world with benevolence today. There has been no peace talks for three thousand years. The fundamental reason for today's peace talks is that the Wuxin Great Catastrophe is approaching, and the saints of the Three Heavens cannot fight on two fronts, so they pretend to be benevolent to escape from difficulties."
His words were gentle and calm, but they were also extremely sharp.
You saints in the Three Heavens always talk about benevolence, but where has your benevolence been demonstrated in the past three thousand years?
Do we have to wait until today to attach importance to the word "benevolence"?
You are not valuing the Holy Way, but are forced by the situation.
This is called tearing off the other person's clothes with just one sentence.
(End of this chapter)