noffsinger Chapter 1058: The Appearance of the Military Saint
Chapter 1058: The Appearance of the Military Saint
Chapter 1058: The Appearance of the Military Saint
The Saint Lady gently held her daughter's hand, her eyes moving over her daughter's tender and slightly red face again and again, she said in a breath, accompanied by the endless years and frost: "When I left you, you were only two years and three months old."
Jiang Yun also had tears in his eyes: "Mom, you should have left me earlier. If I were only one year old, I might not understand the joys and sorrows of life, and I would have less sorrow."
"Yes, if I had passed away before you were wise, and the villa had randomly appointed someone to be your mother, you might have had a complete childhood. But, how could I have imagined that your father's tragedy would come at a time when I was the most attached to her? When I followed your father into the human world that day, I really didn't think that I would abandon him and you and come out again. I only wanted to stay with you in this world for a long time..."
"Mom!" Jiang Yun couldn't hold back any longer and hugged his mother. This was a hug that truly spanned twenty years.
When her mother came out of retreat yesterday, the entire spiritual clan's high-level officials were there, interrupting the mother and daughter's true feelings from being expressed, but now, they made up for it.
The daughter's tears wet her mother's clothes, and the mother's tears also wet her white hair.
A breeze blew by the lakeside, and Lin and Su were visible from afar.
Finally, the Saint Lady's eyes slowly turned to him: "Su'er, come and sit down."
The voice was soft and full of maternal radiance.
"Yes! Mother-in-law!" Lin Su stepped to her side and poured three cups of tea.
Jiang Yun also left her mother, gently wiped the tears from her face, and took the teapot from Lin Su...
The Saint Lady said softly, "There were many people around yesterday, so I couldn't have a deep conversation with you. Let's have a good chat today."
"Ok!"
The Saint said, "Yesterday, you held the cloud vine in your hand and said two things. The first thing you said was from the perspective of your human race, telling me that what I did that day was beneficial to the human race. The second thing you said was from the perspective of the spirit race, telling me that what I did was also beneficial to the spirit race. These two things really opened my heart. You really understand me! Today, I want to ask you, how do you interpret the benefit you said to the spirit race?"
Lin Su held up the teacup: "Mother-in-law, what do you think of Wuxin's catastrophe?"
"The Unintentional Great Tribulation is the Tribulation of Heaven. Once it breaks out, the Heaven will temporarily lose its power, and the entire world will temporarily lose order. People from foreign lands will cross the border and attack, and the demons and monsters will also take advantage of the chaos. The human world will face an unprecedented catastrophe."
Lin Su shook his head gently: "The unintentional catastrophe that Lady Yue-mother saw was just a conclusion drawn from past catastrophes. Although history can be used as a reference, we cannot be blinded by it. The unintentional catastrophes in the past were just catastrophes, but this unintentional catastrophe is a 'collapse'!"
The Saint Lady was shocked: "Is the Heavenly Dao about to collapse?"
"This Heavenly Dao has gone through forty-eight calamities and has long been on the verge of death. Forty-nine is the maximum number of Heavenly Daos. This unintentional calamity is the end of the calamity. Moreover, according to my calculations and verification by the Holy Temple and the Three Heavens, the final day of the calamity will be September 19th, three years from now."
The Saint Lady's face turned pale. "In the 49th calamity, the way of heaven will collapse. After three years, there are only three years left... How can this be explained?"
Lin Su said: "Da Yan fifty, Tian Dao forty-nine, one escaped! Today, I will tell my mother-in-law directly about my biggest goal in this life. I just want to find the 'one who escaped' and protect the Dao!"
"Find that one and become his protector forever... Su'er, I deeply respect your aspirations, but how can this... this be possible?"
Lin Su raised his head slowly: "Yes, this matter is as difficult as going to heaven. No, how can it be compared to going to heaven? However, billions of sentient beings are here, my relatives whom I care about are here, and the world I live in is still a long night. In this long night, if I am not the night watchman, if I am not the protector, who else can I be?"
"Night watcher! Protector..." The Saint Lady murmured, "So before the Wuxin catastrophe breaks out, you must clear out the 100,000-mile Demon Realm outside the pass!"
"That's right!" Lin Su said, "The 100,000-mile Demon Realm outside the pass will all become dust under my iron cavalry. No matter who it is, anyone who tries to stop this trend will be wiped out by the front of our army! The spirit race in the past faced the biggest choice. If they turned to the human race, their living space would be compressed by the boundless Demon Realm, but they could be preserved in the end. If they turned to the demon race, although they would get the greatest development opportunities in the short term, they would inevitably become cannon fodder in the face of the general trend. It was precisely because of this major trend that your parents were willing to completely block the passage for the spirit race to turn to the demons at the cost of 100,000 heroic spirits in Fanling Mountain. It was also because of the foundation laid by these 100,000 heroic spirits that the spirit race is the spirit race of today and has the only chance of survival!"
The Saint Lady slowly raised her eyes and said, "So, my parents' choice that day actually had nothing to do with my personal inclinations."
Lin Su said: "Didn't they make it clear in the suicide note they left for you? Your choice is their choice! You have always been on the same path, not only in blood ties, but also in the judgment of the general trend. You are inclined to the human race, which is your kindness, and they cut off the retreat, which is the judgment of the general trend. So, mother-in-law, you really don't need to bear the burden of 100,000 heroic spirits in Fanling Mountain. You have all used your own ways to create a bright and clear sky for the spirit race! History will remember you, you are all heroes of the spirit race!"
The saint's white hair fluttered gently in the wind. The lake in front of her seemed to be rippling gently. A ray of light separated from the lake and merged into her hair. Her white hair suddenly had a few more colors, purple. Another ray of light appeared, and her hair had a few more green colors...
For a moment, her hair seemed to change into thousands of colors, and slowly, the color of her hair was fixed, with black as the base, blending with thousands of colors. This is the standard hair of the elves, the spiritual hair.
The spirit is regenerated, the knot in the heart is cleared, the mind is inspired, the ground cracks and the mountains collapse...
"Mom, your Tao realm has been perfected!" Jiang Yun's heart was beating fast.
Her mother's white hair has actually gone astray, and her spiritual hair has not yet recovered, which actually represents her unsatisfied state of mind.
This should have been the beginning of an extremely long recovery for Mother, but her husband only said a few words to her, and while the tea was still warm and the sun was still at its highest point, Mother's heart knot was completely untied, and her spiritual state was fully restored.
This is her husband, the one who always has a way to solve all problems...
The Saint Lady's eyes moved slightly: "Su'er, when I met with the elders last night, I also got to know you. I know that you are outstanding in literature and Taoism. Today, I have seen through your boundless appearance and your astonishing ambition. I must say that my daughter is very lucky!"
Lin Su smiled: "I am really lucky. Other people's journey in the martial arts world is dangerous and cruel, but I always meet... cough, I met Yun'er."
Jiang Yun's heartbeat quickened...
You stinky bastard, you "always encounter"?
You are exposing your romantic faults directly. Hurry up and say, "Mom, you don't know yet, he can also play the flute and sing. Husband, please play a song for mom. My mom loves to listen to music the most..."
Play music?
The Saint was slightly startled. As a spirit, she loved music the most. To her, the sound of the wind in the mountains, the chirping of birds and insects, the falling of snow and flowers, and the flowing of waterfalls were all music. However, she rarely heard the music of the human world. The key point was that when she entered the human world, she spent most of her time in the Guancheng. The killing sounds in the Guancheng were considered normal. How many times had she heard the music of love? This was probably her biggest regret in the three years since she entered the human world.
Today, this son-in-law can actually play music?
It seems that I need to get to know my son-in-law again...
Lin Su Xiaoyao raised his flute and a wave of sound came out...
The Saint was completely stunned...
On the other side of the lake, the three of them were also stunned...
The three of them are Ling Jiuye, Lingzhi and Linglinger...
The wonderful music, centered on this piece of heaven and earth, turned into marvelous music that spread in all directions. Wherever it went, flowers swayed, lakes sparkled, and the wind became incomparably graceful and gentle. The entire Wanling Mountain seemed to have entered the most wonderful human world at the same time. Even in the Yunteng Wilderness, countless vines were blooming with white flowers.
The music stopped, and the Saint Lady slowly opened her eyes: "What a wonderful piece of music, it really subverts all imagination. What is the name of this piece?"
"'It seems like an old friend is coming'!"
Three hundred feet away, the three of them looked at each other...
Lingzhi exhaled softly: "It seems like an old friend has come. I'm afraid this old friend of ours has come to the wrong place. With his arrival in the Ling Clan, a wonderful song has taken root from now on. I'm afraid that countless Ling Clan sisters will not be able to sleep tonight."
Ling Ling'er's voice was quietly transmitted to Ling Zhi: "Sister Zhi'er, please help me analyze this. If I try to snatch him away, is there any possibility of success... Oh, it's not snatching him away, I'm just trying it out and I promise not to hurt Sister Yun'er's heart..."
Lingzhi raised his hand and held his forehead.
Ling Linger continued to transmit: "I am not a person without principles, I just have obstacles in my Dao realm. If I don't get close to him, I think there may be big problems in my Dao realm. This is a very serious matter. Why are you pretending to have a toothache?"
"Okay, okay, go ahead! The question is how are you going to do it!" Lingzhi said, "He just did it to Sister Yun last night. As far as I know, the next period of time is their most intimate time. They will probably do it without restraint and without ethics day and night. If you dare to disturb them, not to mention that they will not agree, if you annoy the Saint Aunt, the Saint Aunt will suppress you with just a look!"
That's right. Ling Ling'er thought about it for a long time and finally came up with an idea: "If he can stay here for a month, I will definitely find a way when the 'Tianluo Festival' comes."
Tianluo Festival is the grandest festival in the tribe.
On that day, all the spirits were unprecedentedly open. As long as you were willing, you could come under Yu Tianluo. No status or responsibilities were needed. You could just enjoy the wonder of life at that moment.
But the Tianluo Festival is on May 15th, which is still a whole month away.
Lin Su stayed here.
During the day, he accompanied Jiang Yun to travel around the mountains and rivers of the Spirit Clan.
The night, pressing Jiang Yun, acted as her tour guide in the door she had just opened, taking her to familiarize herself with the wonders of this new area.
Occasionally, he would play a different tune for his mother-in-law.
Sometimes, he would drink a few cups of Baiyunbian brought from his hometown with Ling Jiuye, Lingzhi, and Linglinger. As for legendary products such as perfume, Baiyunbian, and mirrors, he gave a lot of them to the boss. Even the clan leader fell in love with the fragrance of Baiyunbian.
As for perfume, it's even worse.
The spirits are wild elves who are very close to flowers. They were so shocked at first that they couldn't believe that someone could play with flowers in ways they had never heard of before. However, the Lin family perfume forced them to accept it.
So, the tribesmen secretly figured out how to turn their most familiar flowers into this most unfamiliar perfume?
Lin Su knew nothing about this.
He seemed to have completely forgotten the overall situation outside the mountain.
Until the day of April 27th.
On April 27th, the sky of the elves was still the same as yesterday, with clear blue skies and blooming flowers.
In the Saint's courtyard, Lin Su's song "Tea Fragrance Night Rain" made rowing boats appear in the small lake...
At this moment, Muye Villa was more lively, solemn and sacred than ever before.
In the past, a new group of people came to the villa every day.
The people who come here come from all corners of the world and are of all kinds.
The wanderer who traveled thousands of miles away returned home.
The leader of a sect that had been practicing in the mountains far away returned home.
The wanderer who traveled around the world no longer wanders.
The leaders of several well-known forces in Zangzhou came with all their direct subordinates.
In the court, the prime minister appeared in cloth clothes.
A few days later, the Minister of War appeared, the Left Vice Minister of Rites appeared, the senior elders of the academy appeared in groups, the second and third rank officials of the court appeared one after another, and even the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards appeared.
In the past, they wore court robes, and the only place they could appear in a group was probably the Imperial Golden Palace. But today, they all appeared in Muye Villa, taking off all the clothes that symbolized their identity.
They had thousands of identities in the past, but from today on, they have only one common identity: descendants of military strategists.
There were thousands of surnames in the past, but from today on, they will all return to one surname: Jiang.
Over the past thousand years, generation after generation, clan after clan, they have lived in various ways and walked various different paths, but from today on, they will restore their ancestral surnames, restore their original appearance, and return to Muye Villa with their fathers' last regrets before their death and their fathers' dying wills passed down from generation to generation.
Many people cried, many people laughed...
An auspicious time is coming.
The Muye Nine Palaces Formation was activated for the first time, not for protection, but only to feel the aura of the ancestors.
Millions of young men were in the formation, looking at the top, at the end of the yellow holy carpet, where was an altar. In front of the altar, the owner of Muye Villa stood solemnly. Beside him were all the elders of Muye Villa. On the huge square on the left were spectators from all walks of life.
Almost all forces in Zangzhou sent representatives to observe the ceremony.
Even the imperial dynasty had someone here, and the person who came was the Minister of Rites Du Yuange.
Next to him was Li Zhixin, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
The two people's expressions were very strange. Everyone was either excited or curious, but they could only glimpse a hint of joy when they raised their heads. Once they lowered their heads, black lines naturally appeared on their faces.
"Muye Villa, this game is big enough! It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that half of the court is their people, but among the officials in the court, I'm afraid more than one-third of the world is controlled by them!" Li Zhixin's voice transmission penetrated into Du Yuange's ears.
Du Yuange reached out his hand, lifted the teacup in front of him, and brought it to his lips: "But once they are exposed today, they will no longer be able to enter the court. Muye has re-established the military strategist, but has also completely lost control of the dynasty. Your Majesty is both happy and worried."
Li Zhi thought, "It's probably too early to say that they have completely lost it. Muye's tactics are both righteous and strange. At this moment, with one order, 30% of the court officials set out on their journey home. Millions of wanderers have returned home. This appeal and this skill are simply shocking. God knows what kind of leads they have buried? Who can ensure that there are no hidden lines among the remaining court officials?"
Du Yuange said, "You don't have to worry too much about this matter. Your Majesty is in the deep palace at the moment, so he is naturally paying close attention to it. How could Your Majesty not have his own plan after Muye Villa was exposed? In fact, it's not just Your Majesty. Even those in the Three Heavens may be paying close attention to Muye's new appearance today."
"Three Heavens?" Li Zhixin gently swung the teacup in his hand.
Du Yuange cast his eyes over gently: "The military strategist turned into Mu Ye, and has been in obscurity for a thousand years. What is the key reason? The Great Dao Contest! Now that the military strategist is being rebuilt, it is the first round of the Great Dao Contest, where the military strategist turns from defense to offense. How can the saints not be deeply concerned?"
Li Zhixin slowly raised his eyes and looked into the sky: "The fission of wind and cloud buried the state, buried all time and buried the wind! Lord Du, where should we go?"
Du Yuange smiled softly: "Sir Li, what do you think of the matter I mentioned to you before I set out?"
Li Zhi thought to himself: "This matter is of great importance, Your Excellency must allow me to have some time..."
Du Yuange interrupted him: "Lord Li, some things can wait, but some things can't. If you wait until the situation in the capital is over before you show your loyalty, that will be different from following the dragon..."
Li Zhixin's heart was pounding: "Today... Today..."
"Today, all the wise men are in Muye. Muye is not only in Weihu Lake?" Du Yuange said, "Lord Li, send a message!"
"Now?"
"It can only be now!"
Li Zhixin gently stretched out his hand, and in his palm was a communication talisman. He hesitated for a long time, and finally activated it...
A piece of news reached the capital, indicating that a certain power under his control had officially taken that step.
Just as Du Yuange said, all the wise men today are Muye, but Muye is not just in Wei Lake.
Shepherd, shepherd cattle, shepherd sheep, shepherd the world.
There is a kind of herding called herding the world!
Noon!
Three holy incense sticks were lit on the altar, and the whole place was solemn.
Above the sky, a green lotus suddenly blossomed, and a pen pierced through the air. With every drop, it became larger. The pen stood in the void and made a rotation. The two words "Weiyang" shone brightly, covering the three thousand miles of mountains and rivers of Burial State.
The bell of the Confucian Temple rings, ding ding ding...
Nine sounds!
The bells ring nine times, and the saint appears!
Behind the Weiyang pen is an inkstone. Once the inkstone appears, the holy power is infinite!
Outside the city wall, a hundred thousand demon soldiers raised their heads at the same time. A ray of holy light flashed by, and the demon army's flags turned to ashes. All the demon soldiers were frightened and turned around and ran away.
Behind the inkstone, there is a huge lotus with layers upon layers of lotus slowly opening up, and a white-haired old man is sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform.
"Greetings, ancestor!" In front of the altar of Muye, Jiang Ye cried out loudly and knelt down with a thump.
"Greetings, ancestor!" Millions of young men from the entire Muye Villa knelt down at the same time, and their shouts reached the sky.
“Greetings to the Lord of Arms!” Countless people knelt down across the three thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
The lotus platform of the Military Saint slowly descended from the sky and landed on the altar, and he slowly stood up.
When he stood up, he was like a towering sky, then a giant peak, and finally a standard human figure. His eyes slowly turned downwards. This one glance seemed to be a picture of the world for thousands of years...
"Ancestor, you are finally back!" Jiang Ye burst into tears.
The Military Saint slowly stepped down from the lotus platform and chanted: "A phoenix flew over the Phoenix Terrace. The phoenix left and the terrace was empty, and the river flowed on its own. Flowers and grass covered the secluded paths in the Shepherd's Palace, and the clothing of eight generations has become an ancient mound... For a thousand years, you have suffered!"
"We are not suffering! With our ancestors here, we are a family of military strategists that stand proudly in the sky and never complain!" A man from below shouted. It was the former prime minister Li Lie. He was the former prime minister because on the day the information from Muye Villa was sent out, he left the prime minister's residence, met his majesty, resigned from his official position, and restored his ancestral surname. He is now Jiang Lie.
The Military Saint cast his eyes towards the millions of excited and tearful faces below: "Well said, the Military Family stands proudly in the sky and never complains! Since I don't complain, you shouldn't complain either. Today, Muye Mountain Villa will re-establish the Military Family!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Lake changed completely. Holy light filled the lake. The thousand-mile jungle behind Wei Lake was filled with magical beasts and monsters that exploded all at once. A long bridge appeared out of nothing, connecting Wei Lake.
That jungle is extremely dangerous, a true no-man's land.
However, with just one glance from the Military Saint, all the monsters and demons in the no-man's land turned into blood mist, directly connecting with Wei Lake and becoming the military strategist's backyard. Muye Villa also changed from a small village to a thousand-mile area.
This is the first step in rebuilding the military.
Expand the territory and define the boundaries.
Millions of young people were excited.
The Sage of Soldiers slowly raised his eyes and asked, "Where is the Holy Temple Tianxia Pavilion?"
An echo came from deep in the clouds: "Yes!"
"The military strategists have returned. Have the quotas for the Jinshi, the great scholars, the Wenshan, and the literary world been set?"
Above the clouds, he hesitated slightly: "Report to the Soldier! This matter is of great importance and needs to be decided by the Temple Elders Council, and then reported to the Saints for review. Now..."
"Is it still difficult to decide right now?" the Military Saint said in a deep voice.
"Please forgive me, my subordinate..."
The Military Saint waved his hand and said, "Alright! This year, all quotas for all Saint Families will be suspended. We will make a decision after the quota for the Military Families is reviewed. If you dare to grant a family a literary title privately, I will sacrifice you to the Tianxia Pavilion!"
As soon as the voice fell, all heavens heard it.
The sound deep in the clouds suddenly stopped, and the clouds seemed to be shaking.
In the burial state, almost everyone was petrified.
The reconstruction of the military strategist is the standard holy family.
If you are a member of the Holy Family, you must simultaneously allocate the quota for Holy Family qualifications.
Tianxia Pavilion said that the issue of military quotas needs to be decided by the Council of Elders and then reported to the Saints for approval. This sounds reasonable and there is nothing wrong with it.
But what the Military Saint said is reasonable.
Since we are all from the Holy Family, we should be treated equally. The quotas for military strategists need to be reviewed, and the same applies to the other Holy Families.
Let's stop first, everyone.
When the quotas for the military strategists are determined, other holy families will be allowed to have quotas.
If you dare to grant any literary title to any holy family again, the Military Saint will destroy it!
This move is extremely powerful.
Who dares to respond to this move?
Tianxia Pavilion has been granting academic titles every day and has never stopped, but from now on, it is not allowed!
Above the Third Heaven, several phantoms suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the Confucian Sage...
The saint of wisdom, the saint of painting, the saint of poetry, the saint of strategy...
(End of this chapter)