lethal arsenal

Chapter 416 The Queen of the Demon God

There were many swords and halberds, surrounded by iron cavalry, and they rode out in black armor.

In front is a lush, lush and towering ancient tree.

Weird rustling sounds were coming from the woods.

"His grandma is a bear, something is wrong. Where did the forest come from on the leather island? Or is it that my army was under someone's spell and went astray? Where is this place?"

Riding first, he passed over a group of soldiers and horses and appeared at the front.

This man stared at Maolin in front of him with a solemn expression.

The general has a black face and silver teeth, a tall forehead and a plump face, and a body that is as tall as a god.

His muscular body was particularly exaggerated, as strong as a mountain rock, and under his seat was a black-haired yak with muscular muscles, like a wall.

Behind him were two large groups of cavalry.

A team uniformly armed with swords and crossbows, well-equipped, and mainly composed of light cavalry and flying cavalry.

The other team was holding halberds and wearing heavy armor. The blades of the halberds were filled with cold air.

The most eye-catching one is this general.

Wearing thick black iron armor, he is holding a blue dragon iron halberd with the divination symbol that is rare in the military camp, and carries a large bag filled with dozens of short halberds. At a glance, it is clear that he is charging on the battlefield and facing thousands of enemies. A kind of fierce Zhang Fei.

"Director Mao is right here. The entire scout team has disappeared. What do you think we should do?"

A general sitting next to him bent down on his horse to ask for instructions.

"This place is weird. There are no birds. We'll take a detour."

The black-faced general said, stroking the short sword-like beard under his chin.

"I've heard for a long time that you, Mao Wenlong, are the commander-in-chief of Pingliao. Why are you so courageous? Or is it that without Yuan Chonghuan, you, Mao Wenlong, have gone from a roaring tiger in the mountains to a golden man raised in a wealthy family?"

The voice paused, and then said: "By the way, General Mao, I heard that you kill people with your halberd, and you never miss a beat. I want to see what you can do."

A clear voice came out melodiously in the dense forest.

"Hmph, knowing my reputation as Mao Wenlong, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

The black-faced general roared loudly, the sound waves vibrated and leaves flew in the dense forest.

This black-faced general was none other than Mao Wenlong, who had risen to the rank of governor.

Speaking of military exploits, Mao Wenlong ranks high among the generals of his generation.

Liaoyang was captured by Nurhachi, and Mao Wenlong escaped from the sea. In the realm of life and death, his martial arts broke into the innate world.

Later, he took 200 people with him to recover Ludao, Changshan and other islands.

He also used Pi Island as his base and often attacked the Jin Kingdom's butt.

Pi Dao originally belonged to the territory of the Jin Kingdom and bordered North Korea and other places. Specifically speaking, using Pi Dao as the title system was a powerful dagger inserted into the interior of the Jin Kingdom.

The situation of the Jin Kingdom was divided by the Ming Dynasty to the south, North Korea to the north, Mongolia to the west, and the Pi Island occupied by Mao Wenlong to the east.

In recent years, whenever Nurhaci dared to raid the south, Mao Wenlong would lead people to sneak attacks into its hinterland, making it impossible for the Jin Kingdom to tighten its fists.

Focus on one thing and lose the other, and carry out effective containment.

And Pidao is on the sea, surrounded by the sea. Mao Wenlong is not afraid of the encirclement and suppression of the Jin Kingdom at all. In addition, Mongolia, North Korea, including the Ming Dynasty have always supported him, sending people, money, food, grass and weapons. A mere innate warrior turned out to be Zha. A poisonous nail that penetrated the body of the Kingdom of Jin.

Even if Mao Wenlong was defeated occasionally, before breaking up with Yuan Chonghuan.

Yuan Chonghuan always supported Mao Wenlong.

However, Mao Wenlong was promoted too quickly and could not control the title of Zuo Dudu. The first-level Dragon Qi of the Ming Dynasty promoted him to the peak of innateness. However, in the past two years, Mao Wenlong has never been able to break through to the realm of martial saint and become a transcendent saint. Hope, but also did not seek a breakthrough opportunity.

"Presumptuous, no, what kind of presumptuousness is this?"

The Taoist's voice filtered through the trees.

Mao Wenlong twisted his eyebrows and suddenly turned back.

The rustling, footsteps dragging the ground, and the strange noise became louder and louder, and the shadows of the trees swayed particularly fiercely. People with scarred bodies, pale skin, and no trace of blood emerged from the forest.

These people had mutilated facial features, moved slowly, and raised their arms high, like zombies.

Their eyes were dull, their movements were extremely stiff, and their bodies were covered in blood holes one after another. But the most frightening thing was... those pairs of bloodthirsty eyes, full of malice.

That is the resentment of the dead towards the living.

They stared at the army of swords and halberds, their lips slightly hooked, showing a scary smile.

"Hee hee hee."

"What are these? Living or dead?"

Terrifying laughter echoed, and the sword, halberd, and cavalry murmured in their hearts.

The death aura that burst out from the common people was so strong that it could not be dispersed, wrapped in blood and fishy stench, like an overwhelming wave hitting a group of cavalry.

Some of the war horses were so frightened that their calves became weak.

Thump thump.

One after another, the cavalrymen fell down like dumplings.

"How could this happen? What happened to the people nearby?"

Mao Wenlong muttered.

"These are the living dead refined by poor Taoists,"

In the dense forest, there was a distant voice. After a pause, the chilling Taoist voice said again: "Every living dead will explode, and its power is no less than the thunderbolt of the Zhengyi Sect."

"The living dead? The Human Torch?"

Thoughts were rolling in Mao Wenlong's mind. While feeling fear in his heart, Mao Wenlong no longer hesitated.

He flicked his arm, pulled out the short halberd from the big pouch on his back, and threw it violently.

"The demon's spells are cruel, everyone retreats."

"withdraw!"

Mao Wenlong issued orders at the same time.

The cold halberd blade whirled and suddenly penetrated an old man whose half body was stained with blood.

The old man's already stiff steps paused, his body was pierced, and his arms that were raised high hung down feebly.

But his hanging arms suddenly swelled.

The skinny body swelled up like a balloon.

this moment.

Black flames came out of the old man's nostrils and ears, burning along his hair and clothes.

"Get out, get out."

Mao Wenlong roared, feeling something ominous.

"Humph."

What echoed in the air was the Taoist's cold laughter.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

The living corpses were ignited one after another, and a series of explosions occurred in an instant.

The war horses neighed, frightened, and fled in all directions. The roars of the cavalry, the panicked hoofbeats, and the violent explosions all came at the same time.

"Who is this guy? Who is he?"

Zhengyijiao Celestial Master's thunder talisman is of extremely high quality, and the production process is extremely difficult. It is said that if any talisman explodes, its destructive power will be comparable to that of a red-coated cannonball.

Similarly, this is also the key to the Zhengyi Sect's ability to stand firm in the world and spread its prestige far and wide.

But what is shocking is that the power of these living dead explosions is no less powerful than the Taoist talismans of the Zhengyi Sect.

"how can that be possible?"

"who is it?"

"who are you?"

Mao Wenlong roared.

The fireworks that just happened for a moment ignited most of the dense forest. Smoke, dust and strong fire waves rushed into the sky. The smoke gathered and formed dark clouds, which actually blocked out the purple-red sun.

The diffuse smell of gunpowder smoke filled all directions.

And from time to time, the howls and screams of elite cavalry could be heard all around.

In the fog filled with the smell of sulfur and gunpowder smoke, there was a constant ringing sound.

"The real candidate for the evil guard, the tiger's breath of divine energy, the divine thunder listens to my order, now it is auspicious..."

A Taoist chanted a mantra and slowly passed through the mist.

This man has a flat crown, a yellow turban, and a yellow robe. He is thin and about six feet long, not too short. He has a silver bell in his left hand and a yellow flag in his right hand.

"It's you, are you up to something?"

Mao Wenlong struggled to get up from the ground, and the black armor on his body was blown to pieces.

At the critical moment, Hei Niu stood in front of him and intercepted it for him.

Sacrificing his mount, Mao Wenlong barely escaped this series of explosions. "Ahem."

Mao Wenlong couldn't help coughing and vomiting blood in his mouth. There were small wounds between the gaps in his armor, and the wounds were still mixed with blood drops.

And all of this is the result of Mao Wenlong using his innate true energy to build an air wall for defense.

The high temperature that swept through it at that moment burned the loess into the color of glass.

Thick smoke billowed, and flames shot into the sky in the lush forest.

"What on earth is this guy thinking? Is he an expert from the Kingdom of Jin?"

Mao Wenlong clutched the iron halberd tightly and thought to himself.

"General Mao, don't be afraid. If I want to kill you, it will be as easy as squeezing a grasshopper to death. You said that I am an expert, which is not bad, but I have nothing to do with the Kingdom of Jin. I am dedicated to heaven. Give the order to destroy the Ming Dynasty!"

After a pause, the yellow-robed Taoist said again: "I have seen the general."

"Destroy the Ming Dynasty? Empress?"

Taoist Houqing's words suddenly shocked Mao Wenlong.

"I will never be a traitor to the Ming Dynasty. If you want to..."

Halfway through his words, Mao Wenlong didn't even have time to finish the rest.

"It's impossible to be a traitor? That's funny."

"On the Skin Island, you gathered the tribes and defeated the remaining troops. The total number of people in total was just over 20,000. You reported it to the court and claimed that it was an army of 200,000. You colluded with Wei Zhongxian and Yuan Keli and took away dozens of troops. A military salary of ten thousand taels? Who do you think you can hide from?"

"What? Don't you want to be the King of Joseon?"

Hou Qing held the flag in his hand, and behind him was the billowing smoke, which continued to condense, like the phantom of a terrifying demon god.

The demon was looking down at Mao Wenlong, who hadn't gotten up from the ground for a long time.

"You know everything?"

Mao Wenlong cried out, his head was dripping with sweat, and his dark face was red.

……

"Human Torch?"

Lin Dong said in surprise.

"Yes, I will use this talisman as the basis, and then directly blow up the mountain gate of Chilong Island."

The ugly-looking Li Ruolian said with great certainty that he was planning his next target in his heart.

"I'm looking at Xuan."

Lin Dong rubbed his brows and said to Li Ruolian.

This place is Chaishan Jiaozhong Palace.

Hu Wanyu was willing to surrender, and this great sect, which had been inherited for more than three hundred years, would no longer set up defenses against Li Ruolian's Shenwu Army.

Even the Daomen atrium was occupied by rough military men.

Ancient books describe the Daomen Cave as a house with gold as the house, sapphire as the bed, haze and mist, and red colors lingering around it.

There is no difference, Chaishan Sect is really such a beautiful scenery.

Especially the current main hall, with glazed tiles, purple gold eaves, white jade floors, and waterside pavilions filled with smoke.

The Ming Dynasty court was so poor that it could not uncover the pot. The generals who guarded the border were only paid twenty or thirty taels.

This palace can support the entire Ming Dynasty and the expenditure of hundreds of thousands of troops for two to three months.

Many exotic flowers and trees are planted in the courtyard, and mountain birds are cherished.

Lin Dong was so greedy when he saw such scenery, let alone a court that was so poor and crazy.

The horse rides the rivers and lakes well!

With this step, won’t military spending come out?

"This main palace of yours is really a fairy palace in the sky."

Lin Dong said with a smile.

Hu Wanyu, who was sitting below, straightened out the jade crown, cupped his hands, and bent down to reply: "Your Majesty, this is just a show of love from a believer."

"You are devouring the wealth of the people, colluding with wealthy families, not paying taxes, not paying wages, and ignoring the laws of the emperor. You really deserve to be punished."

Li Ruolian couldn't help but scolded.

"Okay, haven't people already corrected their evil ways?"

Lin Dong waved his hand.

"Brother Wanyu, let me ask you, have all the treasures been registered?"

Lin Dong said with a smile, and there was no domineering arrogance at all on his face.

Hu Wanyu slowly raised his head and said: "Zhenjun, all the treasures have been recorded in the book, but..."

"Just what? Hesitating?"

Lin Dong's eyes were slightly cold.

"It's just that our Chaishan sect also has a sword pond, which is the blessed land of the mountain gate. It contains divine swords. It depends on the opportunity of the disciples to find them. We don't know how many swords there are? There is no other way. Just register them."

Hu Wanyu and Lin Dong complained.

Lin Dong chuckled, "Okay, then, I'll go and see for myself."

Speaking of which, the origin of Chaishan Sect is related to the real person Huang Dongyuan.

Shangqing lineage, Maoshan real person.

Tang Dezong once awarded Huang Dongyuan the title of Mr. Dongzhen.

Hundreds of years ago, there was a woodcutter who was collecting firewood at the foot of Maoshan Mountain. One day, the woodcutter picked up an ancient book with more than ten pages in an ancient cave in the mountain. But he couldn't read, so he went to Huang Yuandong, a veteran practitioner in Maoshan Mountain, to teach him scriptures.

The old Taoist accepted the woodcutter as his disciple, and there were a series of ups and downs in the process, so I won’t go into details.

Anyway, the woodcutter finally came down from the mountain after completing his studies, but completely broke away from the Maoshan Dharma lineage and founded the Chaishan Sect.

As for the Chaishan Sect, the most powerful thing is observing the sky, knowing geography, traveling through the sky and the earth, and having extensive knowledge, followed by the way of swordsmanship.

The first seven chapters of Chaishan Heart Sutra are consistent with the "Seven Techniques of Guiguzi Ben Jing Yin Fu Shu".

As for the first leader of Chaishan, his Taoist name was Master Qinglang, and he claimed to be the boy under Xuan Weizi.

Xuanweizi was the former Taoist name of Guigu.

By manipulating the pivot position, Lin Dong was able to have some connection with the Chaishan Sect.

His previous affix [Zhushu Style·Reverse Sword of Life and Death] is inseparable from the Guigu lineage.

Therefore, Lin Dong was also somewhat curious about Chaishan Sword Pond.

The Chaishan sect emphasizes weapons but neglects techniques. One sword is passed down to three generations. A good sword can make ordinary disciples become masters in the world in a very short time, and even become innate in a very short period of time, within twenty or thirty years.

It is precisely for various reasons that at its peak, the Chaishan Sect was known as the Eight Hundred Sword Masters - that is, it was expected that there would be eight hundred sword masters who could practice to an innate level.

Of course, this is just the most beautiful way of saying it.

However, Chaishan's two major sword formations, the "Ten Thousand Swords Formation" and the "Juntian Formation" are really something.

Ten thousand sword formation, ten thousand swords fired together.

In Juntian Formation, ten thousand swords merge into one.

The two formation diagrams were now in Lin Dong's hands.

There is a cave on top of Chaishan Mountain, and there is the extremely wealthy Wanfu Palace, and there is a sword array. Six of the eight major Shanxi merchants in the world have invested in Wanfu Palace. There are also a group of monsters on the mountain. If Hu Wanyu hadn't been too timid, it wouldn't have been that easy. Attack in.

That sword pool is known as "gathering chivalry from all over the world!" It has a shocking reputation, and it is said that every sword is the backbone of a martial artist, scribe, or knight. It would rather break than bend, blah blah blah...

With such a great reputation, Lin Dong naturally wanted to take a look.

If the rumors in the world were true, he would take the sword pool away.

It just so happened that all the soldiers who were not members of the family still lacked weapons and equipment.

If you encounter a powerful monster in the future, just activate the Ten Thousand Sword Formation!

Then receive the magical power of the military master to explode the gold.

All monsters and monsters can be blown to ashes.

"Tianxiong, Gu Yue, come with me."

Lin Dong left the main hall and shouted towards the bamboo forest in the distance.

Yin Ling'er couldn't accept that she and Gu Yue were soaking in the same pool, especially when there was a bad man in the pool.

Gu Yue went to comfort that little girl.

Regarding Lin Dong's shameless behavior, Xu Tianxiong said that he had to calm down and calm down even though he knew that he had no choice but to do so at that time, so the three women spread out in the bamboo forest to soothe their minds.

Lin, who wanted to enjoy the blessings of everyone, could not let the three of them think nonsense.

A thought came to his mind, and he took advantage of the sword pool to completely calm down the three women.

(End of this chapter)