Mythology

Chapter 210: Three Thousand Years of Great Shang

As night fell, thick fog quickly spread to the Xiqi ghost town.

A cold wind suddenly blew, mixed with low whimpering sounds, which were made by tens of thousands of ghost soldiers as they were dying. It was creepy.

Before they knew it, the four city gates had been surrounded by evil soldiers.

Compared with the minor fights surrounding Xiqi in the present world, only a war of this scale can be called the Battle of the Gods, and the sense of oppression it brings is as real as it gets.

The Xiqi army had a total of no more than 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers, but they were all elite warriors.

Even though there was no ghost in his body, he was still a veteran who had experienced many battles. He did not retreat at all when faced with the strange and bizarre scenes outside the city.

call!
Whoops! !
Huang Tianhua beat the war drum, mobilizing the blood of the soldiers.

Their enemies are not mortals, but half-human, half-ghost Yin soldiers. If the prosperity of Yang Fire cannot be ensured, the soldiers will be vulnerable.

"Master Wen!!!"

Jiang Ziya appeared on the top of the city wall, and his voice echoed within ten miles.

"You can also see what the Great Shang is doing now. How many vulgar people are there in Chaoge? Master Wen, don't you think that the Great Shang has strayed from humanity?"

"Master Wen, I am just like you, we are all for the people of this world!!!"

pat pat pat.

Yang He noticed that in the depths of the thick fog, an old man riding a black unicorn was walking slowly forward, and thunderclouds in the sky were all coming out of his mouth and nose.

Even with spiritual vision, I still can't see the face clearly.

Wen Zhong stood alone in the thick fog, his figure revealed a sense of loneliness, and the groans of the ghost soldiers around him seemed extremely harsh.

The 100,000 ghost soldiers selected for him by Bigan were all on the verge of death.

Not only are they unable to communicate, but they have also revealed characteristics of evil. Even if we don't attack Xiqi, it will be difficult for the ghost soldiers to survive.

"Jiang Ziya is indeed a wise man who can govern the country. You have revitalized Xiqi, which was once a stagnant area, and even gathered 60,000 elite soldiers and generals."

Wen Zhong seemed to be reviewing his own troops, nodding and scanning the distribution of troops at the four city gates.

Huang Tianhua guarded the west gate, Deng Jiugong and his daughter were in charge of the south gate, Jinzha and Muzha were in charge of the north gate, and Lei Zhenzi cooperated with Baihe Sanren, Qingfeng Taoist and other cultivators at the east gate.

"Thunder is coming from all directions."

Wen Zhong groaned, and thunderclouds instantly covered the entire city. The waning moon disappeared, and a giant eyeball opened from the thundercloud.

The supernatural eye swept across the entire city, and the oppressive feeling it brought was as real as a physical object.

Wen Zhong no longer looked old, but rather heroic and majestic. The eight directions of the ghost realm faintly suppressed the Xiqi ghost realm, and for a moment, lightning flashed.

Instead of subsiding, the negative energy became more and more intense.

Wen Zhong controlled the Yin Thunder, which had a terrifying suppression effect on the Yang Fire. Many of the soldiers defending the city had turned pale.

Jiang Ziya said no more, and the apricot yellow flag fell in the center of the city.

Spiritual patterns spread out on the ground, with the apricot yellow flag as the center of the formation. The exorcism formation covered the ghost area of ​​Xiqi, so that the soldiers did not continue to lose their yang energy.

Wen Zhong gently stroked Mo Qilin, calming the uneasy old guy.

"Jiang Ziya."

"You say." Jiang Ziya swept the List of Gods with his spiritual sense, and Wen Zhong's name was prominently on the list. The faint spiritual light leaking out even overwhelmed Yang He.

"Two days. I will only give you two days. If you fail to take my head, it will be God's will."

"it is good!"

Jiang Ziya said nothing more, and quickly sent a message to the three little warriors, asking them to pay attention to the situation at all times and provide support, and that none of the four city gates must be lost.

According to his arrangement, the four city gates were enough to face enemies that far outnumbered them.

No matter how strange the ghost soldiers are, they will have no problem holding out for at least ten days or half a month. At the same time, the exorcism formation can prevent the ghost realm from affecting the real world.

The only uncertain factor is Wen Zhong.

Tongtian Sect Master has four great disciples. Wen Zhong is the disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother. Among the three generations of disciples of Jiejiao, he is the closest to becoming an immortal.

If Wen Zhong had not insisted on going down the mountain to assist Emperor Xin who had just ascended the throne, he might have become an immortal.

"Yang He, the three of you should not rashly interfere with the fight between me and Wen Zhong. Next, remember to guard the defense lines of the four city gates."

Jiang Ziya was unsure, but fortunately Wen Zhong's body had decayed due to his long years in the mortal world, and he did not have the immortal souls of the second generation disciples of Jiejiao, so he was able to fight with the help of his treasure.

The ghost realm of Xiqi fell into silence, and the smell of gunpowder became increasingly unpleasant.

Nezha was already accumulating karmic fire, "Wen Zhong is stubborn and unyielding. Haha, I will use my karmic fire to burn away the arrogance of the ghost soldiers later."

Yang Jian could sense Wen Zhong's complicated mood, "He must have his own difficulties."

"You deserve it!"

Yang He was confused. The plot of the Thirty-Six Armies Attacking Xiqi in the world of allusions was completely different. Wasn't the Shang Dynasty targeting Wen Zhong to eliminate dissidents?

This alien person is clearly Wen Zhong.

The four generals of the Mo family were beheaded, Deng Jiugong and his daughter rebelled, and the subordinates who had followed Wen Zhong for many years were even killed at Caishikou.

Da Shang is gradually consuming Wen Zhong's power.

As a minister entrusted with the care of the young emperor, Wen Zhong's loyalty was unquestionable. He had just quelled a rebellion in Donghai not long ago, but ended up with all his subordinates killed or wounded.

Wen Zhong's constant tolerance seemed a little unbelievable to Yang He.

It is normal for the Shang Dynasty to eliminate dissidents. After all, they know the existence of the List of Gods and understand that the essence of the Shang-Zhou War was to recruit immortals and gods, so it is impossible for them to destroy Xiqi in a short period of time.

It is just taking the opportunity to reduce Wen Zhong's voice.

But... Wen Zhong, ah Wen Zhong, do you have to attend this class?

"kindness?"

Yang He raised his eyebrows, and murderous intent inadvertently revealed between his brows.

He sensed a familiar aura beside Wen Zhong. If he was not mistaken, it was Shen Gongbao who had died in his hands not long ago.

"Shen Gongbao still has the guts to return to Xiqi Ghost Domain?" "Is he afraid that Wen Zhong will defect?"

Yang He suppressed his distracting thoughts, and the guardian god transformed by the pupil ghost appeared eyes all over his body. Wen Zhong's figure became clearly visible in the thick fog.

He found that Wen Zhong had been repeating the fortune-telling behavior.

He was not calculating the good or bad fortune of this trip, but the destiny of the Shang Dynasty. Every time the hexagram appeared, Wen Zhong's expression would be unable to conceal his distraction.

"The country is prosperous! Why is the Great Shang becoming more prosperous?"

Wen Zhong had never received such a strange hexagram. It seemed that a country that was clearly in trouble had a chance to escape destruction.

Even the country's destiny can continue for two or three thousand years.

"I don't understand. I don't understand."

Looking around the Shang Dynasty, there are evil spirits everywhere, and even hundreds of thousands of soldiers are half human and half ghost. Isn't such behavior extremely unscrupulous?
How can the country be prosperous? ! !

Wen Zhong closed his eyes for a few breaths and heard the breathing of the wild beast.

"Shen Gongbao, I should have said that you don't need to interfere, right?"

"My friend, I have no ill intentions."

Wen Zhong didn't bother to pay attention to Shen Gongbao, who had half a head, and shouted: "Jiang Ziya, you come with the Investiture of the Gods to take my soul!!"

boom! ! !
The thunder struck the top of the wall of the west city gate, creating a half-meter-deep hole.

Wen Zhong's actions had already shown that there was no room for easing the situation. Immediately, tens of thousands of ghost soldiers set off and rushed towards the city gate with roars.

The soldiers were already prepared and coordinated with each other to shoot arrows.

Whoosh whoosh.

The ghost soldiers were greeted by a rain of arrows.

There is a ghost-repelling talisman on the arrow body. Although it is just an ordinary innate realm talisman, it can only cause slight disorder of the Yin Qi, but it is no problem to restrain the Yin soldiers with a faint Yin Qi in their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made your scalp tingle appeared.

Some of the ghost soldiers had ropes wrapped around their necks, as if they would suffocate at any time.

He hadn't taken a few steps when the talisman arrow shot directly into his forehead, extinguishing the already dim yang fire and causing his body to fall heavily to the ground.

Not long after the corpse died, the rope around its neck suddenly tightened.

He was clearly killed by a talisman arrow, but he showed signs of being hanged. His skin was swollen and purple, his eyes were bloodshot and bulging, and his limbs were stiff...

Click click click.

The spine was bent and a crack in the flesh was stretched.

The hanged ghost crawled out and scaled the city wall with incredible agility. His twisted neck made his head shake wildly. He rushed madly towards the soldiers who had killed him earlier, wishing he could eat their flesh and blood.

The evil spirits bred by the ghost soldiers are of all kinds, and the city gates on all four sides are filled with ghosts and monsters.

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost!!!"

It was inevitable that the soldiers would panic. Facing evil spirits was not facing ghost soldiers. The fact that they did not flee was a sign of good psychological quality.

"Master Wen, what do you think? When a living person dies, a ghost is born immediately. Although they will suffer torture after death, the good thing is that they have no consciousness and do not have to worry about the danger of evil spirits during their lifetime."

"Sideways."

Shen Gongbao smiled but said nothing, speaking vaguely.

dong dong dong.

The negative energy in the city surged, and a large number of evil spirits were born in the streets and alleys.

After two days of clearing, the evil spirits hidden in the city no longer existed, and even the bodies of the four generals of the Demon Family were sealed underground.

As a result, all efforts became meaningless as the negative energy in the ghost realm intensified.

Roar! ! !
The bodies of the four generals of the Demon Family broke the seal, and the exorcism formation showed a flaw. At one time, dozens of evil spirits appeared in Xiqi.

"Shen Gongbao, can't you hear me clearly?"

Wen Zhong's eyes turned red, and he opened his mouth and spit out thunder, which hit Shen Gongbao. Before the latter could explain, he was reduced to ashes again.

The situation has become intense at this point. The evil spirits that are born are gradually mixed with evil spirits and fierce ghosts. The sounds of fighting between humans and ghosts resound through the sky.

"open."

Yang Jian nodded and turned into golden light, pointing directly at the four generals of the Demon Family.

Nezha went to the present world without hesitation.

Upon seeing this, Yang He opened the door, and two guardian gods stepped out of the Taoist Temple of Flesh and Blood to eliminate the evil spirits that appeared from nowhere.

He was slightly embarrassed as the Flesh and Blood Taoist Temple was unable to display its full strength.

If I play the role of a corpse Taoist boy, I'm afraid something unexpected will happen to the Flesh and Blood Taoist Temple. Seeing that the Blood Pit Ghost is about to be completed, it's a pity to waste a special profession.

When he was struggling, he received a message from Jiang Ziya.

"Yang He, can you complete the exorcism formation?"

"Try it."

Yang He showed an intention on his face, and controlled the blood vessels to extend towards the damaged part of the magic circle. After the blood vessels replaced the spiritual patterns, the speed of damage to the magic circle slowed down.

Jiang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the exorcism formation was still there, it would be fine.

Once the exorcism formation can no longer hold up, evil spirits will inevitably appear in the world. Even if millions of Xiqi people are evacuated, it may be too late.

"Master Yang He, do not send out your statue again. Protect your own temple and wait for the soldiers to deliver the corpse of the evil spirit."

"Junior understands."

Yang He immediately agreed. He could slack off openly, and everyone would be grateful to him. All the good things would be mine.

The guardian gods returned to the gate of the Taoist temple, one on the left and one on the right.

(End of this chapter)