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Chapter 422: Feng Po Lu

Wen Zhexue left quietly the next day, and all traces of her in the room were wiped out, as if last night was just a quiet and sweet dream.

Fang Weihan leaned against the railing of the ship and looked at Yun Shu beside him:

"Now that my senior sister is gone, my safety depends on you, Xiaoyun."

Yun Shu turned her head to look at him, her disdain evident in her words: "When will you be able to achieve something?"

"Am I not promising enough?" Fang Weihan was very surprised. "I broke through from the second level to the fifth level in just half a year, and I did it through two different paths. Look at who in the Great Zhou can do this."

"You are so powerful, do you still need my protection?"

"Isn't it because the enemy is too strong?" Fang Weihan sighed, "It's not that my sword is weak, but the enemy's sword is stronger."

"Feel it carefully, your cultivation should have reached the peak of the fifth level of Mingwu." Yun Shu reminded.

Fang Weihan looked inside his meridians and found that it was just as Yun Shu said, there was only one bottleneck blocking his cultivation from the sixth level.

"Could it be possible that Mingwu's cultivation level could be improved through dual cultivation?" Fang Weihan asked in amazement.

I should have kept my senior sister for two more days.

"What are you thinking... Mingwu is the right way to cultivate Qingqi, not some evil way of Hehuan." Yun Shu curled her lips and said, "Pure Qi cultivation must go against the will of heaven. If reproduction and mating and other heavenly actions can produce cultivation out of thin air, wouldn't it be against the rules?"

"Then why did my cultivation level improve?"

"It should be... because the knot in my heart has been finally untied." Yun Shu said.

The river in front of him was rolling with tiny white waves. Fang Weihan couldn't help but recall the day when he and Wen Zhexue danced with swords under the moon. The sound of Mingxiao and Zhaoyuan colliding seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Fang Weihan remained silent. He took off the Zhaoyuan Sword from his waist and placed it horizontally on the railing in front of him, watching the pattern on the hilt glittering.

"Heh... That old fellow Xuanyi actually has such a hidden trick." Yun Shu stared at the long sword in front of him and sneered, "He didn't even tell me. It seems that he really only trusts himself."

Fang Weihan: "What is Linyuan Yuchen's duty?"

"Provide a time and space anchor for Linyuan Pavilion to prevent them from getting lost in the turbulence of time and space." Yun Shu said, "Tianshan is so eager to recall Wen Zhexue this time. I guess they have sensed the impending crisis and are preparing to do their best to resolve it."

"You mean... the end of the world predicted by the instrument?" Fang Weihan asked.

"Yes."

"What exactly is the end of the world?" Fang Weihan asked, "Is it a super typhoon? A zombie virus? Or a global volcanic eruption?"

"Neither." Yun Shu said, "It's the imbalance of the clear and turbid qi."

"In the current world order, the pure air rises above, and the turbid air sinks to the depths, maintaining a situation where the pure air is on top and the turbid air is on the bottom. But..."

Yun Shu paused and said.

“This balance of power is crumbling.”

"The pure air will gradually sink, and the turbid air will gradually rise. The two airs will merge and return to the chaotic state when the world was first created. Under such circumstances, all living things will die. Only pure dead things will remain in the world. This is a new reincarnation."

Fang Weihan: "...what you said is too scary."

"It's just that scary." Yun Shu glanced at him, "If it was just a simple apocalyptic natural disaster, would it be worth it for me to travel for a thousand years?"

"Is there any solution?" Fang Weihan asked after taking a deep breath.

"Yes, but not yet."

Yun Shu turned around and spoke in a low voice, with the faint light of stars floating around him.

"Remember? Before the worst situation of the Pure and Turbid Reincarnation happened, Tianyi had two pre-prophecies, but now only one has come true."

Fang Weihan's heart suddenly sank.

……

……

Bingzhou, Shangyuan City.

If you look inward from the Shangyuan city wall, most of what you see is the ancestral land of the Shangyuan Wang family. With tall towers and high palaces, black bricks and red tiles, the Wang family city is majestic and solemn. The so-called one family, one city, is probably like this.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was established a thousand years ago, but its power has never penetrated into Shangyuan City. The mountains and rivers of Bingzhou formed by the Taihang River are independent of the imperial court and form their own entity.

Behind the main gate of the Shangyuan Wang family's ancestral land, there is a horizontal stele called "Wang Gong Stele". This stele is made of a whole piece of steel rock taken from the top of Mount Tai. The steel rock is 200 feet long, and each foot is inscribed with the life and merits of a Wang family leader. When the steel rock is finished, the Wang family has ruled for thousands of years.

In front of the Wang Gong Monument, many members of the Shangyuan Wang family stood in silence. Wang Boguang stood at the front of the crowd, waving a spiritual pattern engraving pen in his hand.

He wrote the name of his father Wang Tun at the end of the long stele.

"At my father's request, I will carve his name on the monument of merit, but not record his merits or demerits."

Wang Boguang said calmly.

Wang Tun's secret letter was sent from Changming to Shangyuan. Just yesterday, he had passed the position of clan leader to his eldest son Wang Boguang.

It was not just a change in status and title. Behind this simple action, it represented that Wang Tun had already recognized Wang Boguang's courage and ability, and decided to hand over the future of the Shangyuan Wang family, the world's number one family, to him.

Wang Boguang will take over all the political resources left by his father, including his disciples and former officials all over the country, as well as court officials who are loyal to the Wang family.

The Heshuo forces that span states and counties will be used by him, and the soldiers and cavalry of the twelve counties of Bingzhou will obey his command.

This is a powerful force that is enough to confront the Great Zhou Dynasty, but now it is in the hands of a 25-year-old young man. Such a risky and radical strategy has never been seen before and will never be seen again.

But even so, this matter would become insignificant compared to what Wang Boguang is going to do next.

The wind in Uehara was dry and violent, tearing the royal flag apart. It was like a sharp blade floating in the air, piercing people's throats.

"The Fang family is tyrannical and cruel, and they abuse their power and do whatever they want. They have no strategy for peace, and they lack the power to control the people. They rely on their thousand-year-old clan as a strong support. In every crisis, wasn't it the power of our Wang family that helped them?"

Wang Boguang shouted loudly.

"Without the King of Shangyuan, the country will no longer exist!" an elder shouted.

"If there is no Wang family, how can the country survive?" another elder said excitedly.

The Wang family members stood in silence. The Shangyuan Wang family was founded on literature, and they all wore gray scholar robes. Now standing together, it was like a thick fog covering the mountains.

The silent crowd is like the silent sea. Although the sea is silent, its meaning is clear.

"The Emperor of Zhou has imprisoned my father and sent his minions to drive me out of the capital where I have lived for a thousand years. He has wantonly plundered the wealth and prestige of my clan and trampled upon the dignity of the Wang family! He demolished the bridges of those crossing the river and slaughtered the animals on the road. The stability of the Zhou court was all due to the efforts of my Wang family, but now he has reversed his actions and abandoned the bows after the birds are gone and abandoned the dogs after the rabbits are dead. How can we endure such humiliation?"

Wang Boguang's expression gradually became ferocious, like an evil ghost suppressing hatred.

Thinking of the process of being driven out of Changming by Xuan Zhongwei like a stray dog, many members of the Wang family felt the same way and were outraged.

"The clan leader is right. We have done the most for the world. Why do we want an emperor to ride on our heads?"

"Fang Zun doesn't deserve it, and the royal family doesn't deserve it!"

"The Shangyuan Wang family's territory is forever secure, and we should be the masters of this world!"

In front of the horizontal monument, the emotions of the Wang family members were aroused, and the mood became high and fanatical.

Wang Boguang saw that the time was right and said loudly:

"Even birds know to choose phoenix trees to roost in, let alone the nobles of the Wang family. The Great Zhou court is incompetent and unjust, how can we sit back and watch the country fall and the mountains and rivers fall into dust?"

“We should raise our arms and wield our weapons to restore the glory of our country and reassure the people of the world!”

"Wave your sword and raise your arm to reorganize the world!"

"Wave your sword and raise your arm to reorganize the world!"

Loud shouts echoed throughout Uehara Castle, dark clouds gathered, and muffled thunder rumbled, like the roar of heaven.

Wang Boguang turned around and used the spiritual pattern engraving pen in his hand to carve his own name at the end of the monument, alongside the name of his father Wang Tun.

"My merits and demerits will be judged by future generations, and I do not bother to defend myself."

He said contemptuously.

The cheers reached their loudest. Wang Boguang dropped the pen in his hand, jumped off the platform, and strode through the crowd.

Everyone looked back and saw his brocade clothes dancing wildly in the wind.

Outside the ancestral land, the sound of armor and weapons clashing continued.

On February 25th of the first year of Taikang in the Great Zhou Dynasty, a warning order was issued from Shangyuan, and all counties in Bingzhou entered a state of full alert.

……

...Youzhou, Liaoxi County, Yumen Pass.

Yuguan, which crosses the mountains and meets the sea, is the only way from the Central Plains to Liaodong, and the terrain is extremely dangerous. During the reign of Emperor Wu Fang Qianyi, the Changyuan Army once defeated the alien Murong tribe at Yuguan, making Yuguan known as the "Eastern Hero Pass".

This is the eastern starting point of the Changyuan defense system. The Guancheng is connected to the town city behind it by a convex corridor. The town city is Dongning Town, the easternmost side of the nine borders of the Great Zhou.

Teams of torches were moving on the city gate. It was now the hour of Xu, the time for the iron guards to change shifts.

The Iron Guard Battalion on duty today was about to go up to the city gate, but was stopped by a soldier.

"Wait, you don't need to go up." He stretched out his hand to signal the leading army to stop.

"Whose orders are these? Why haven't we received any news?" Dian Jun asked.

"Whose order?" The soldier sneered, "Master Zong's order!"

General Pingdong, the Dongning Garrison Commander Zongfu, was a third-rank official in the imperial court, and had 40,000 Dongning Iron Guards under his command.

After hearing what the officer said, Dianjun did not dare to neglect him, but he was still a little hesitant:

"If we don't go up to change the guard, what will happen to the defense of Yuguan?"

"No need to guard." said the soldier.

"No need to defend?" Dian Jun frowned, "What does Master Zong mean by this?"

"You just obey my orders if I tell you to. How could I lie to you? Why are you asking so many questions?" the soldier said impatiently.

Just when Dian Jun wanted to ask more, a little fire lit up at the city gate in the distance.

The fire was as small as a firefly at first, then gradually expanded and became huge, and finally the entire city gate and the city wall turned into a huge fireball!

"boom!"

The explosion followed, like the roar of thunder.

Bricks and stone chips flew everywhere, and many Changyuan Iron Guard soldiers were blown back by the powerful shock wave. The originally neat military formation instantly became a mess.

Dianjun was in charge of a battalion of 500 people, and his cultivation was at the third level of Mingwu. He relied on his cultivation to stand still, staring at the collapsed city wall.

Under the ruins of the city, in the smoke and dust, he heard the heavy sound of horse hooves!

Dian Jun drew his long sword, feeling horrified and uncertain.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and a huge cavalry unit suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The foreign light cavalry in brown and black armor led the way, the diamond cavalry in red armor was in the middle, and the prairie wolf's flag looked like an evil ghost seeking revenge.

It's a foreign race! Thousands of foreign cavalry!
"Enemy attack!" Dian Jun roared miserably. He was ready to command the Changyuan soldiers who were unable to react in time to fight to the death and block the gap in the city gate.

"Don't move!" The soldier immediately held him down and shouted in a low voice, "These are your distinguished guests, not enemies!"

"What did you say?!" Dian Jun looked at him in horror, his eyes bloodshot.

"Mind your own business! Don't meddle in other people's business, or you might lose your life in vain!" the soldier said word by word.

He stretched out his hand, slowly put Dianjun's unsheathed long sword back into the sheath, and pointed forward:

"Master Zong came out to greet you personally, don't you understand?"

Dianjun twisted his neck mechanically and saw his immediate superior, the Dongning garrison commander Zongfu, rushing over surrounded by generals, and greeting the foreign general on horseback warmly.

"Are you crazy? They are a foreign race!" Dian Jun shouted angrily, "This is treason! This is treason!"

"It's an order from above, what can we do?" The soldier said helplessly, "I came to stop you because of our friendship, otherwise you would have been killed by the explosion just now."

"What were those things that exploded just now?" Dian Jun asked.

"We received a batch of military supplies and weapons a month ago and stored them in a warehouse in Guancheng. There should be some explosive spirit arrays mixed in there." The soldier replied.

Seeing that he was staring at the foreigners in the distance with his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, the soldier couldn't help but be surprised:
"Don't do anything stupid! Think about your mother at home! What would she do if you died?"

Dian Jun's movements paused.

Suddenly, he felt someone patting his shoulder. Dian Jun turned his bloodshot eyes and saw that it was a centurion under his command.

"Brother Wu, what should we do?" he asked in a low voice.

Looking back over the centurion's body, Dian Jun saw many bewildered Changyuan Iron Guard soldiers.

They didn't know why their gate was suddenly blown open, they didn't understand why the foreign cavalry suddenly appeared here, and they didn't understand why Lord Zong was having such a good conversation with those foreigners.

"Wu Yuanzhen! Don't do anything stupid!" The military officer grabbed his arm and said in an almost pleading tone, "Master Zong didn't give any orders. You are just a minor official of the seventh rank. There is no need to go and die!"

“Think about your mother!”

Dianjun took his hand away, patted his shoulder and said:

"If I don't do something today, I'm afraid my mother won't recognize me as her son anymore."

He gathered his blood and energy, struck the soldier in the chest with a palm, and knocked him away with a soft force.

"You just got married, there's no need to be like me," he said.

The soldier who flew backwards stretched out his hand in his direction and watched Dian Jun take out the whistle arrow from his waist and shoot it into the sky.

The Changyuan Iron Guards, who are at the military level, carry three types of whistle arrows.

If it is blue, it means the place is safe.

If it is yellow, it means that the enemy has been spotted and reinforcements are needed.

If it is blood red, it means that the place is extremely dangerous and the entire army must defend the camp and no rescue is allowed.

"Fuck!"

The flaming whistle arrow made a sharp, piercing sound, and turned into a blood-red meteor that streaked across the sky.

"Kill!" He threw down the whistle arrow and shouted loudly.

Dian Jun drew his long sword and rushed towards the cavalry in the distance.

"kill!"

Hundreds of Changyuan Iron Guards roared in unison. They followed behind him, raised their spears and shields, and launched a desperate charge.

Zong Fu, who was happily conversing with the foreign general, noticed the commotion here and couldn't help but frown.

"What's going on over there? Bring someone to deal with it."

"Yes!"

The foreign general on horseback spoke fluent Da Zhou official language:

"and many more."

"Commander Murong, what you mean is..." Zong Fu immediately put on a smiling face.

Murong Wei, the patriarch of the alien Murong tribe, has reached the peak of the sixth level of cultivation.

Murong Wei didn't even look at Zong Fu. He waved to the guards behind him, and the King Kong Cavalry immediately formed a battle cone formation.

"The men of the grassland are eager to kill the enemy. Let us fight them fair and square."

Zong Fu's face looked very ugly. How could he not hear that Murong Wei was implicitly mocking his act of treason and surrendering to the enemy?

But Lord Zong has always been tolerant and doesn't bother with foreign barbarians.

The King Kong Iron Cavalry roared in an incomprehensible grassland language, turned into a red torrent and collided with the Great Zhou infantry, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in an instant.

The infantry confronted the alien King Kong head-on, which was a one-sided massacre.

The wailing of countless people, the blood of countless people, ultimately could not exchange for even a corner of Yuguan.

On February 29, the first year of Taikang, Yuguan was breached and Dongning Town fell. On the same day, the garrisons of Xuanfu and Changping surrendered, and the three eastern towns of the nine frontiers of the Great Zhou collapsed.

As soon as the news came out, the whole world was shocked and horrified, as if they were watching the sky collapse.

Changyuan... was breached!
The foreign cavalry marched in at a speed of hundreds of miles a day. They did not attack Fanyang City in the front, but bypassed the sphere of influence of the Fanyang Lu family and headed straight for the southern part of Jizhou, the heart of the Great Zhou.

The Wang family of Bingzhou locked themselves up, the Iron Guard surrendered and defected, and the Lu family stood by and watched. The Northeastern defense line carefully constructed by Emperor Wu Fang Qianyi was reduced to a pile of dry bones almost overnight.

At this time, there was only one army of the Great Zhou that could stop the aliens from advancing:
The 120,000 Northern Ya Imperial Guards, commanded by Fang Zun himself, were stationed outside Pingqiu City, 50 miles north of Ye City.

(End of this chapter)