Valkyrie

Chapter 475 Closing
The sky is gloomy.

The mountains and rivers are bloodied.

Between the black mountains and the white waters of the East Spirit Realm, 50 troops dressed in plain clothes and holding black banners meandered for hundreds of miles.

In the vast Mianshan Mountain, the Sixth Army wept bitterly.The beating of war drums is no longer the sound of the bloody and indomitable charge, it is more like praying to the mountains, praying to the heaven and the earth.

The sound of Mingjin was long and long, and it was no longer the sound of triumph after the great victory and returning to the dynasty, after opening up the territory.The long voice sounded extraordinarily desolate and sad at the moment.

At the forefront of the army, Lu Han walked alone in white clothes, holding the flag of the Xuanyuan clan.The slightly dark face is now pale, the cheeks are sunken and thin, and the blood is climbing in the eyes, as if he has lost his soul.

Behind him, there are dozens of cavalry, all of whom are the highest rulers of the entire Xuanyuan army.Dozens of riders were carrying a stretcher, looking lonely and desolate.

On the stretcher, a bloody sun and moon embroidered dragon flag covered Xuanyuan Tibing's body.

Surrounding the advancing Xuanyuan army, there were many warriors accompanying the army, with sighs on their faces.

The battle of Yin Yang Valley is finally over, and it is completely over.

Perhaps after this, Dong Ling warriors will not be awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, and everything will be left undone.What's more, before Xuanyuan Tibing died, he used the realm of the Martial Emperor to guide everyone, and there was a god-like existence like Qin Changsheng.Perhaps in a few decades, the East Spirit Realm will usher in a prosperous era of martial arts.

However, a generation of myths has finally come to an end.It is extremely regrettable that he came generously and died grandly.

"How high is the sky, how dim is the earth. How majestic are the mountains, and how majestic is the wind!"

Among the mountains and ravines, the voice of the Sixth Army's wailing suddenly sounded.A series of solemn voices resounded in the heaven and earth, majestic and mighty, but full of desolation, as if comforting the souls who died in battle.

"Stand on top of me and the high mountains, and look at my hometown. Only the mountains and rivers are sad, and the sky and the earth are blue!"

"Hide my bones in the loess, and my soul returns to the four directions. Only to see Qianqiu die, and the world is boundless!"

Between the heaven and the earth, there are mourning sounds everywhere, as if there are thousands of lonely souls weeping together, it is truly desolate.

"The body is dead, and it will be buried on the battlefield. The soul is back, and the reeds are green!"

"The body is dead, and it will be buried in the mountains and rivers. The soul returns, to look after the family!"

"The body is gone, and it will be buried in heaven and earth. The soul will return, and protect the common people!"

……

"The living fight in all directions, and the lords return to their hometowns. Flesh and blood guard the mountains and rivers, and heroic souls protect the relatives. The spring and autumn cycles, life and death fight together, yin and yang join hands, to protect the world!"

"May the mountains and rivers be free from beacon smoke!"

"May my hometown be green!"

"May relatives, peace as usual!"

"May the world be peaceful forever!"

……

A song "Funeral Song" was so soul-stirring, it was sobbing and desolate.How can a few words describe the countless bloody men who died, and how can they engrave the blood and tears on the history books of thousands of years.

Above the sky, Lin Huang felt a lot in his heart.The so-called battle on the great road, in the real world of martial arts, there is no longer a majestic scene of thousands of armies confronting each other, and naturally there are no passionate men who shed their blood for the homes, relatives, and dynasties behind them.But Lin Huang came from the Eastern Spirit Realm, and was born in the Mansion of the Divine General. Compared with the outside world, this place is more like a secular world.

The heart of fist is especially valuable.

Fighting on the battlefield is especially bloody.

The horse leather shroud is particularly heroic.

Beside Lin Huang, Qin Changsheng just forgot to glance at the 50 army and then turned his head. His expression didn't change at all, but his eyes were obviously moist, his brows were slightly condensed, and there was a hint of murderous intent.

Back then, the Zuojia Mingjiao did more than shed their blood for the sake of the Dao of the human race and for the sake of the common people in the world. It was thousands of miles of red land, and it was bleeding and drifting, with bones like mountains.But in the end, so what, the word 'Demon Cult' was just an understatement, and all achievements were wiped out.

"Senior brother accompany you for a walk?"

Qin Changsheng suddenly spoke.

Lin Huang nodded, and after forgetting to glance at Xuanyuan's army, he followed Qin Changsheng away.It was said that Qin Changsheng accompanied him for a walk, but it was Lin Huang who accompanied Qin Changsheng.

……

In the sky above the East Spirit Realm, there are two figures, sometimes walking like a dragon, sometimes moving slowly like a breeze.All the way through the mountains and rivers, across the dynasty city.

"Little brother, I don't know how you view this world?"

In the void, Qin Changsheng in front suddenly asked.

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "I don't think much of it! I don't care about it, so I don't think about it."

"Then why did you participate in the Battle of Yin Yang Valley?"

Qin Changsheng asked.

"Because the Yin-Yang Valley was sealed and imprisoned by eight paths, and I took away the relics of the Buddha God imprisoned by one of them!"

Lin Huang replied.

"Buddha god relic... This is a good thing. At that time, senior brother wanted to search for it so that he could make a string of Buddhist beads and give it to you, Senior Sister Xiaoxiao!"

Qin Changsheng suddenly said, "It's just that Li Baiyi found out about this and made fun of me for three years. Women in the world love beauty, so why would they like such ugly things?"

Inside Lin Huang's body, Tian Shura suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp.

When Qin Changsheng turned his head, Shura closed his eyes immediately that day.

Afterwards, Qin Changsheng uncovered the topic of Buddha and God's relics, and continued: "As for your explanation just now, it makes sense. Besides, you look at the world in the same way as I do, which is great!"

"Brother, what you said... is a bit confusing!"

Lin Huang suddenly said.

Ok?
Qin Changsheng turned his head and forgot to look at Lin Huang, and then said, "Young junior brother, you are not smart enough. Your brain is not fast enough, how can senior brother have so much time to give you advice!"

Lin Huang's face was covered with black lines.

Then the two landed on a hill and sat opposite each other.

"Actually, senior brother is just asking casually!"

Qin Changsheng continued, "Brother just wanted to say, if you haven't seen this world before, you should take a good look at it if you can!"

Lin Huang sat upright, and bowed to Qin Changsheng, "Brother, please preach!"

Qin Changsheng frowned suddenly, and cupped his hands, "I'm tired of living, why don't you be so serious! No wine?"

Lin Huang immediately smiled, and took out the best wine from the storage ring.

"Brother, you are in a soul state now, can you drink?"

Lin Huang asked.

"Can I pretend to drink? At most, the wine is spilled on the ground along my mouth!"

Qin Changsheng said with a dark face, this little melon-danzi junior brother really does not open any pot and carry any pot.

Lin Huang immediately toasted with a glass of wine.

"The word preaching is too heavy, and if you want to become a real martial artist, other people's Taoism can't come. Senior brother can only tell you some of my views on this world and martial arts, but whether it is helpful to you is up to you." It's up to you!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Changsheng paused slightly, and then continued: "If it really doesn't help you at all...then you have to figure out where to find a hole to bury yourself in!"

Lin Huang laughed. Since Qin Changsheng was willing to preach, he was naturally very grateful.

The latter's understanding of martial arts or the world, whether it is the Martial Saint Bei Linhuang, or the current him, is far behind...

(End of this chapter)