Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 79: Fire Clouds Surge

"Raise the shield,"

Xin Yongfeng shouted, and the surrounding soldiers reacted quickly, raising their wooden shields high and clasping them together. The rain of fire struck the wooden shields with a dull crackling sound, and sparks splashed onto the soldiers, licking their flesh, and the air was filled with the smell of scorched flesh.

The warhorses neighed shrilly, startled. Seeing the army's morale about to fall, Lu Shang pushed aside the guards in front of him, and sparks flew down on him. These dancing flames landed behind the Yanling armor, and the flames instantly condensed, turning into tiny bits of pitch-black ash that fell to the ground.

"It's witchcraft,"

Lu Shang's face was stern. He looked around and shouted, "All soldiers, listen up! Keep your shields in place. I will break his evil magic."

After saying this, he pulled out a mirror from his bosom and pointed it towards the sky. Instantly, the mirror shone brightly, piercing the sky like a whirlwind, scattering the flaming clouds in the sky. As soon as the clouds dispersed, the rain of fire stopped.

Even after the rain of fire subsided, Lü Shang didn't put away his precious mirror. Its light remained dazzling, mingling with the sun's essence in the sky. With the interplay of the mirror's light and the sun's essence, the originally gloomy sky gradually cleared up.

Seeing that the sky had cleared, Lu Shang said loudly: "Order the troops to speed up the march and cross the White Road as soon as possible."

"promise,"

The generals received the order and quickly ran around the army to pass on the message. The soldiers reorganized themselves and marched quickly, with crisp echoes coming from the clashing of their armor.

"How strange,"

In the Western Turkic tent, Kokozhen watched the fire in the pottery jar wan and dissipate, his eyes like wolf stars, cold and chilling. He put down the yarrow and tortoise shell in his hands and picked up the human skin drum. His hands danced like a ghost, producing a low and eerie drumming sound.

The flames of the human-skin candles in the tent also flickered violently to the sound of the drums. As the sound of the human-skin drum in Kokozhen's hand grew more and more eerie, the air in the tent seemed to be disturbed by the drums, becoming sticky and oppressive.

call!call!call!
Finally, the candle flame could not withstand the pressure and split into two, and the two split into four. These split flames, wrapped in several tongues of fire, flew into the pottery jar one after another.

At the same time, on the Baidao Road, Lu Shang, who was leading the army forward, looked solemnly at the sky which suddenly changed color. The red clouds in the sky were like blood, rolling and gathering, like the surging sea of ​​blood.

"The evil magic is here again!" As soon as he opened his mouth, the red clouds turned into countless fire snakes and pounced on the Sui army soldiers below.

"Raise the shield,"

Wei Cheng, Shang Silang and others shouted urgently, and the soldiers pressed their wooden shields together again. The fire snakes hit the wooden shields, making a crackling sound, and the hot air waves burned the soldiers' faces.

Seeing the ferocious fire snakes, Lü Shang held the mirror and shone it upwards again. A brilliant light burst forth, and wherever it passed, the fire snakes were reduced to charred ash. He then shone it onto the crimson clouds in the sky, which dissipated into a red mist that filled the sky and quickly dissipated in the wind.

"Good baby, really good baby,"

Watching the sky clear up again, Lü Shang gently stroked the precious mirror, only to sigh at the infinite wonders of Xuanyuan's possessions. King Yang Lin, the Mountain Guardian, had also foreseen that this journey would be difficult, and had given him the Heart-Reflecting Mirror for self-defense.

Seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, suppress demons and monsters, no matter how vicious their evil methods are, they will all become false in the mirror of your heart.

"How strange,"

In the Western Turkic tent, Kokozhen was surprised to see that his magic spell was broken again. The human-skin drum in his hand stopped unconsciously, and the flickering flame of the human-fat candle illuminated his sinister face.

After thinking about it, Kuo Kuozhen put down the human skin drum and reached for the bone knife.

Just as Kuo Kuozhen's hand was about to touch the handle of the bone knife, a Buddhist chant suddenly sounded in the tent.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddhist chant was as powerful as a bell, and it actually diluted the gloomy and oppressive atmosphere in the tent. Kokozhen turned around suddenly and saw that the curtain had been opened at some point. A tall and thin foreign monk in a reddish-brown robe stepped steadily into the tent.

With a cold gaze, Kuokuozhen revealed the foreign monk's identity and said softly, "Why are you here in my camp when you're not translating scriptures at your Daxingshan Temple?"

Jianajuduo clasped his hands together and said, "I was originally sent by Master Tanyan to come to Turkestan to meet some old friends. However, when I passed through Yinshan Mountain, I saw someone performing witchcraft and sorcery. I was inspired and followed the energy to come here."

“I didn’t expect that it was the master who was performing the spell here!”

Kuo Kuo Zhen's five fingers suddenly clenched the bone knife, and a chilling wind suddenly rose in the tent. He said, "You monk, you came at the right time. You didn't come earlier or later, but you showed up just when I was about to strike hard."

Jianajuta said, "Perhaps this is Heaven's will, sparing the Master from committing further murder. However, by using magic twice against the Sui army, you have already violated Heaven's laws. Although Heaven has not yet sent down its soldiers, the gods cannot be deceived. Has the Master thought of a plan to deal with this?"

The "Law of Female Justice" strictly prohibits those with supernatural powers above the level of earthly immortals from interfering in human warfare, and they will be severely punished once discovered.

Because he was afraid of the might of Heaven, he did not dare to cast his spell with all his strength, fearing that the spell would be too powerful and alert the clairvoyant and clairaudient generals of the upper realm.

If these two gods report to the North Pole Exorcism Court, the Tiancao Siwei Palace, the Doubu Sifei Palace, the Leibu Fire Palace and other places, even if Kuokuzhen flees far away to the Northern Continent, he will not be able to escape the punishment from heaven.

It was also because Kuo Kuo was too careful and left some spare strength, so the two generals, Qianliyan and Shunfenger, did not notice anything wrong.

"..."

Kokozhen was speechless. He knew in his heart that what Janajuta said was true, but if he stopped now, his most valued disciple Bayegu would have died in vain.

However, when Kokozhen saw Janakupta's peaceful expression, his heart sank.

With Jnanajuta by his side, unless Kokozhen cultivates himself into a divine wizard, he will not be a match for Jnanajuta, who has already attained the fruit of Srotapanna, based on his current level of cultivation.

Jnanagupta stayed in the Turkic region for thirteen years, and who would dare to disrespect his Buddhist practice?

The reason why Tubo Khan of the Turkic empire at that time respected Janajuta and venerated the Three Jewels was because Janajuta’s Buddhist practice surpassed many masters of witchcraft. The Turkic people were afraid of his strength and therefore followed Janajuta.

You should know that there are four fruits of Arhat: the first fruit is Sotapanna, the second fruit is Sakadagami, the third fruit is Anagami, and the fourth fruit is Arhat. Among them, Arhat is the highest realm of Theravada Buddhism.

After attaining the fruit of Sakadagami, Jnanagupta has distanced himself from ordinary earthly immortals and arhats.

Just as Kuo Kuo Zhen was struggling with his conscience, Lu Shang on the white road was holding a mirror and looking up, waiting for the sky to change.

"It's finally over,"

He waited for a long time, but the vision did not appear again, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Heart-Reflecting Mirror was powerful, Lu Shang still felt quite pressured when being targeted by a witch cult master who could summon fire rain and fire snakes.

This is also the drawback of the martial arts of the immortal way. It is invincible in close combat, but it is somewhat lacking in means to deal with long-range attacks from magic spells and supernatural powers.

Even though Lü Shang had the Heart Mirror and the Goose Antelope Armor to protect him, and his skin was thick and tough, these spells could hardly hurt him. But the soldiers under his command did not have his ability.

If the evil magic comes again, even if Lu Shang can break it, after a few times, his morale will be completely worn out before he can even confront the Turks head-on.

(End of this chapter)