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"A change of dynasty requires so much bloodshed and so many deaths. But while a change of dynasty is a major event for millions of people, for these soldiers, if they die, then this matter is no longer their concern."
"I am Sikong Changfeng, originally a wanderer in this world. I drifted here and met you heroes, but I did not bring any incense." Sikong Changfeng planted his spear in the ground, bowed, and said, "Then I will use this spear as a stick of incense to pay homage to your heroic spirits."
So Sikong Changfeng waited for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
After an incense stick had burned, Sikong Changfeng sighed, "I forgot to ask that dead scholar what I should do after I find the array's core."
The mountain is shrouded in mist, and thousands of lonely graves lie scattered about.
"I can't exactly dig up all these graves, can I?"
...
the other side.
"Damn it." Xie Xuan suddenly looked up and exclaimed in a low voice.
"What is it?" Baili Dongjun asked.
"I only told Sikong Changfeng where to go, but I didn't tell him what to do there!" Xie Xuan scratched his head.
Baili Dongjun tilted his head, shocked, and exclaimed, "Huh?"
"The key to the formation is that lonely grave in the hundred miles, but we can't just dig up each grave one by one." Xie Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Baili Dongjun smiled wryly: "When you mentioned Baili Gufen, I thought you were talking about some relative of mine."
"This is no time for jokes," Xie Xuan said in a deep voice, wiping the sweat from his brow.
"Although the Yin energy in the core of the formation is extremely heavy, if we want to make use of this Yin energy, besides those few people outside, someone must have already secretly entered this mountain. Sikong Changfeng has to find the person who entered the formation once he gets to the core of the formation."
"Shall we go there now?" Baili Dongjun asked.
"It's too late." Xie Xuan sighed softly. "We have no choice but to trust Sikong Changfeng now."
At this moment, amidst countless lonely graves.
Sikong Changfeng sat down cross-legged, put his spear aside, and said quietly, "I suddenly miss Xin Baicao a little. Although that stinky doctor insisted on taking me as his apprentice and always made me go up the mountain to collect herbs, he saved my life and taught me a lot."
"For example, this grass is called the Lonely Soul Grass. It grows mostly in the mountains and among graves. Although it grows from graves, it has the effect of warding off evil spirits. As long as you light it, all ghosts and demons will be dispersed."
Sikong Changfeng took out a flint and lightly struck it, igniting the Lonely Soul Grass, and then gently waved it away.
A layer of fog in front of us dissipated.
From within the dark spring, a person stood up, dressed in black, with black water flowing over his clothes.
"Oh, a water ghost?" Sikong Changfeng raised an eyebrow. "I knew Xie Xuan didn't send me here to dig up graves. I've spent most of my life wandering the martial world, and the thing I do most is fight. Since Xie Xuan sent me here, it must be to fight. And if it's to fight, then of course there must be someone... or a ghost?"
A lone grave nearby suddenly moved.
"Stop fooling around, stop fooling around." Sikong Changfeng swallowed hard.
A hand broke through the soil and reached out from the grave.
"A water ghost has arrived, and now a zombie?" Sikong Changfeng gripped his spear, staring intently at the grave.
A huge body crawled out of the lonely grave. The person in the grave had been lying there for hundreds of years and should have become a skeleton long ago, but the body was muscular and had a bluish-black complexion, making it more like the zombie that Sikong Changfeng had described.
"It's been so long and he's still not a skeleton?" Sikong Changfeng asked, puzzled.
Then a white skeletal hand emerged from the ground and grabbed Sikong Changfeng's ankle.
"What you say comes true!" Sikong Changfeng kicked the skeletal hand away with force.
"Hahaha, didn't you just say there were no skeletons!" A skeleton stood up from the ground and smiled at Sikong Changfeng.
What kind of scene is it when a skeleton smiles? Sikong Changfeng could never have imagined it before, but he experienced it today.
The skeleton was entirely bright red, its body twisted as if it were an alluring waist, and its voice was soft and seductive; it must have been a beauty in life.
"So this servant has come."
“Water Ghost, Zombie, and Beauty Bone.” Sikong Changfeng stood up, picked up his spear, and asked, “Could you be the legendary Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust?”
The water ghost, the zombie, and even the talkative Yan Gu did not respond to this statement.
Sikong Changfeng scratched his head: "You ghosts and monsters wouldn't understand such lame jokes from wandering the martial world."
"In my past life, I was a courtesan. What a pity! If I had met a young man like you back then, I would have certainly had a good, good time." The beautiful woman let out a giggle, like two pieces of bone colliding, which sent chills down one's spine.
"Although I have met the Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust, I still have to say that I do not believe in ghosts!" Sikong Changfeng said proudly, "I have a set of spear techniques called the Startling Dragon Transformation, which was passed down by my master Li Changsheng. The Startling Dragon Transformation can kill a saint, but I will not use it today."
"I have another spear technique called 'Turning Clouds and Overturning Rain,' where the spear rises and turns clouds, and falls and overturns rain, but I will not use it today."
"My most famous spear technique in recent years is called 'A Hundred Birds Startled to Sing, the Spear Resounds, Like a Flock of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix,' but I will not use it today."
"The spear technique I'm about to use is one I recently created. I've been forgetting to tell Baili Dongjun about it lately. I'm married now, and I know my mother, Baili, though she insisted on changing her name to Luo after entering Snow Moon City because she thought it sounded better. I also have a daughter. She has a very beautiful name, Sikong Qianluo. I've missed her a lot these past few months, so I created a new spear technique called Qianluo. Watch closely."
The words just fell.
The "Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust" suddenly sprang up and pounced on Sikong Changfeng.
Sikong Changfeng suddenly closed his eyes.
The skeleton zombie vanished into nothingness in my mind.
The lonely graves stretching for miles remain just that—lonely graves, shrouded in thick fog, desolate and cold.
There are no zombies, no water ghosts, and no beautiful bones.
Only overgrown weeds and a desolate wind...
However, there should be no wind in the isolated formation.
"I said so much not only because I really miss my precious daughter, but also because I wanted to find you." Sikong Changfeng raised his spear.
Within a radius of three miles, the thick fog dissipated.
Sikong Changfeng, the leader of the long spear, was accompanied by a fierce wind.
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Among the solitary graves, an old man in a gray shirt raised his head, his gaze fierce: "You are Sikong Changfeng!"
"Fall!" Sikong Changfeng fired a shot.
The old man in the gray shirt was a hundred paces away, yet he was still bent over by the shot.
"Fall!" Sikong Changfeng fired another shot.
With a "crack," the old man in the gray shirt broke his leg and knelt on the ground.
"Fall!" Sikong Changfeng fired another shot.
"fall!"
"fall!"
……
"fall!"
"fall!"
"fall!"
The shout was repeated a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine times, and the spear force fell nine hundred and ninety-nine times in total. The old man in gray robes died before he could withstand nine spear strikes, but the remaining nine hundred and ninety spear strikes completely dispersed the gloomy aura of Baili Gufen.
"My lords, today Sikong Changfeng will send you off to your homeland!" Sikong Changfeng fired his last shot, and the thick fog covering the mountain finally dissipated at that moment.
This solitary ghost formation, stretching for hundreds of miles, was finally broken.
Sikong Changfeng's spear fell to the ground, and he collapsed against a large tree, panting heavily: "What a mess, what a mess. When I get back and see Baili Dongjun and Xie Xuan, I must tell them that I only used one spear to break this damned Lone Void Formation. I can't say that I used a thousand spears!"
"Sikong Changfeng!"
Someone was calling out in the mountains and forests; it was the voice of Baili Dongjun.
"Still alive! My mission is complete, don't let me down!" Sikong Changfeng shouted with his last strength.
........ .. .......
"I will not disappoint you!" Baili Dongjun declared loudly.
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Tianqi City (37.)
Qin Tianjian.
After seven days of seclusion, Imperial Preceptor Qi Tianchen emerged from the Star Gazing Pavilion, gazed westward, and said in a deep voice, "Enter the palace."
“His Majesty the Emperor has not issued a summons,” a Taoist priest stepped forward and said.
“A strong malevolent aura is coming from the west, which could endanger the fate of the Northern Li Kingdom. We must go to the palace.” Qi Tianchen casually flicked his whisk, and with a light tap of his toes, he headed straight for the palace without waiting for a moment.
royal palace.
Royal study room.
Emperor Tai'an lay half-reclined in his chair. He was no longer the majestic man he once was. His hair was gray, and his body was hunched over. He looked like an old man on his deathbed, exuding a strong sense of decay.
He casually flipped through the book in his hand, but had no interest in reading it. He simply asked in a hoarse voice, "Zhuoqing, have all the military reports arrived today?"
"They were just brought in from outside the palace," said Zhuo Qing, a chief eunuch dressed in a purple python robe, bowing his head.
"Read it aloud." Emperor Tai'an put down the scroll in his hand.
"The rebellious people in the western regions have been suppressed. Occasionally, there are still bandits causing trouble, but they are no longer a threat. It can be considered a victory." Zhuo Qing opened a silver military report with a tattered flag drawn on it.
"Sending the Broken Wind Army out to suppress these bandits is truly a waste," Emperor Tai'an said, shaking his head.
"As for the north." Zhuo Qing opened another military report, on which was written the character "Lei".
Emperor Tai'an looked a little nervous and couldn't help but emphasize, "Make a long story short."
Zhuo Qing nodded: "General Lei said that the Northern Barbarian army is the most terrifying army he has ever seen, far surpassing other armies by more than ten times. They are truly a tiger and wolf army. But fortunately, the entire army is brave and has received help from noble people. No matter how brave the Northern Barbarian army is, from the day it set out until today, it has not set foot on the territory of Beili. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."
"A distinguished person?" Emperor Tai'an asked in confusion.
"The military report says that the noble person's name is Junyu. Although he has never been to the capital, he is a student of the academy and is the first in line under Master Li." Zhuoqing paused slightly when he read the words "Master Li".
"So it was him." Emperor Tai'an said in a deep voice, "That Mr. Li, who is the number one in the world, has disappeared for so long, but his influence is still there. But this time, will anyone be able to single-handedly stop the Demonic Sect's eastern expedition like they did decades ago?"
"Tell me about that place in the northwest."
This is the real focus.
"A message has also come from the northwest." After taking out two exquisite military reports, Zhuo Qing took out a crumpled letter for the third time. The handwriting on it was so illegible that it was difficult to decipher.
"Martial arts figures from all over the world gathered in the northwest, and with the help of various armies, they managed to hold off the Demonic Sect's army. However, five of them broke through and are heading towards Tianqi City. They want us to guard the imperial city and ensure the safety of His Majesty the Emperor."
“Among the five, there is one named Ye Dingzhi,” Zhuo Qing said in a deep voice.
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Chapter 63 One Man Against Eight Major Forces! One Demon Guards the Pass, Ten Thousand Cannot Pass!
Apocalypse City, Imperial Palace.
"Report! The Imperial Preceptor requests an audience." A eunuch outside called out, and Qi Tianchen, holding a whisk, entered the study without waiting for any response.
"Your Majesty," Qi Tianchen bowed slightly.
"The Imperial Preceptor's arrival must be due to some divine revelation; someone is coming to this imperial city to kill me." Emperor Tai'an seemed to have already anticipated the reason for the Imperial Preceptor's visit.
"Yes, Your Majesty, please enter the Heavenly Sword Pavilion for temporary closure," Qi Tianchen said.
Tai An shook his head: "No."
Qi Tianchen and Zhuo Qing were both slightly taken aback.
"Could the Imperial Advisor have calculated how long it will take for him to come to the capital and take my life?" Emperor Tai'an asked.
“Today,” Qi Tianchen replied.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Tai'an stood up and lightly flicked his long sleeves: "Come with me to Qingyun Terrace to wait for him. Since he wants to kill me, let him try!"
Qi Tianchen shook his head and said, "Your Majesty must not be willful; that person's martial arts are unparalleled."
Emperor Tai'an said hoarsely, "Half a year ago, he single-handedly stormed Tianqi City, turning the city upside down and wiping out the entire Xiao royal family."
"Even the Grand Tutor couldn't stop him. Now his strength has probably reached a new level."
"He came here only to kill me. What if I hide in the Sword Guard Pavilion? If someone can stop him, I will be fine on Qingyun Platform."
“But if no one can stop him, even if I hide in the highest level of the Sword Guardian Pavilion, it will be of no use.”