ushernet Chapter 243 Wen Zhong's Personal Visit
Chapter 243 Wen Zhong's Personal Visit
Yang Jiao took a long time to calm herself down.
Although she is already a deity and has only been here for thirteen years since her transmigration, she was a human for over twenty years in her previous life.
The difference between humans and animals is:
Humans have an instinctive fear of the corpses of their own kind; they experience a fear rooted in their spiritual taboos.
But animals don't do that; they don't have this characteristic, and they might even eat their own kind.
Yang Jiao was already quite used to it; many people had died in front of her, but she had never seen anything like this before.
Beneath the entire grassland, more than 100,000 soldiers from both the Shang and Zhou armies perished in battle.
She could almost hear their painful cries and helpless pleas for help.
The war to become gods has not ended, and these fallen soldiers cannot be reincarnated yet.
It's like starting a battle royale game. As long as the time isn't up, even if you get headshot by an enemy and turn into a loot box, you can only wait for the score to appear in the game's results screen.
"It's alright, let me catch my breath."
As she spoke, she deliberately found a place with stone stools to sit down.
While sitting cross-legged on top, he began to perform the Corpse Transformation Technique with his hands.
From her body, countless fragments of light, invisible to others, surged forth, passing through the grass and the yellow earth, and slowly landed on the corpse.
The moment those corpses came into contact with the light, their bones instantly dissolved.
Yang Jiao's eyes were closed, yet she could sense that countless shackled souls had been freed.
They came together, even though they were once adversaries wielding swords against each other on the battlefield, they have now all risen to the surface.
Mosquito Taoist rubbed his arms and muttered to himself:
Why is it suddenly so cold?
Hundreds of thousands of souls glanced around for a moment, then bowed in the direction where Yang Jiao was meditating.
They then disappeared together.
Finally, the pain is over.
After everything was done, Yang Jiao opened her eyes again.
The fiery clouds had already faded by then.
From the last glimmer of orange-red afterglow, a small amount of merit, about half a fist's size, rushed forth...
Mosquito Taoist scratched his arm and asked in confusion:
"Why is it suddenly not cold again?"
When Yang Jiao tried to sense it again, the painful cries were gone. Instead of feeling relieved, the weight on her heart felt even heavier.
White Bone Demon...
Should we teach her this technique?
The original Corpse Dissolving Technique was actually quite similar to Red Boy's Corpse Disassembly Technique in the original work.
The White Bone Demon transformed three times. Before dying, she disassembled her body and escaped. Sun Wukong carried Red Boy a few steps, and Red Boy disassembled his original form and became a giant rock.
But for some reason, it now seems more like something from later times.
The literal meaning of "decomposing into a corpse".
This kind of magic presents a paradox.
Yang Jiao was conflicted.
He murmured softly:
When in doubt, consult the spring breeze.
Yang Jiao reached out her hand towards Nezha.
Nezha hesitated for two seconds, just about to put his hand over.
Mosquito Taoist, with his sharp eyes, was the first to place his claws on the ground.
"Yang Jiao, let me help you."
Yang Jiao couldn't help but find it amusing. She gently moved the Mosquito Taoist's hand away, then turned to look at Nezha again, smiling as she said:
"May I borrow your Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon)?"
For a moment, Nezha and Mosquito Taoist rolled their eyes in unison.
They originally thought that Yang Jiao's legs were numb from sitting for too long and she couldn't stand up, so she needed someone to help her up!
It turned out that they were just being delusional.
However, Nezha was very straightforward and opened his palm without saying a word.
In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and the Hun Tian Ling appeared in his hand like a lively fire dragon.
Immediately afterwards, Nezha thrust forward, while simultaneously making a hand seal with his other hand, temporarily neutralizing the Hun Tian Ling's offensive capabilities.
He didn't ask Yang Jiao what purpose she had in borrowing this magical artifact; he simply gazed at her quietly.
After receiving the Hun Tian Ling, Yang Jiao stroked it gently as if it were a rare treasure.
The material of this Hun Tian Ling was truly wondrous, as smooth as flowing water, with an excellent tactile feel. Yang Jiao couldn't help but want to caress it a few more times. After satisfying her urge to touch it, she took a deep breath and suddenly threw the Hun Tian Ling forcefully into the sky.
She said in a deep voice with a solemn expression:
"If this Chaos Ribbon drifts towards Xiqi, then I will obey the will of Heaven and not teach her this completely different magic."
"However, if the Hun Tian Ling falls towards Chaoge, it means that we should go against the norm and teach this spell to Xiao Bai."
The Hun Tian Ling is a magical artifact.
Yang Jiao threw it high into the air.
All three of them looked up.
Just then, a sudden gust of wind arose!
A strong gust of wind howled in, swirling menacingly, and suddenly swept up that vivid, blood-red color, sending it soaring into the air.
Yang Jiao stared intently at the crimson hue billowing in the air, not daring to blink for fear of missing any subtle change. In that instant, she felt a surge of anxiety.
This feeling is like flipping a coin. When the two sides of the coin represent completely different meanings, the scales in your heart have already begun to tip the moment the coin is tossed into the air.
She thought of how Xiaobai had always felt inferior since following her, and how she had been so cautious because the spider demon had jumped over the dragon gate while she hadn't.
timid,
The White Bone Demon was the one among the two sisters who resolutely advised the Spider Demon not to rashly go out to seek opportunities, but instead to stay in the cave and wait for their young master to arrive.
But later,
Their thoughts changed after they jumped over the dragon gate.
The spider demon, whose constitution had been altered, chose to remain in her cave and dedicate herself to cultivation.
However, the White Bone Demon, who has always been gentle, kind, and cautious, has developed the idea of going out to explore and seek opportunities.
Yang Jiao suddenly made a decision at that moment.
Just as he was about to wave his hand to take back the Hun Tian Ling,
The powerful gust of wind, like a wild horse, suddenly blew the Hun Tian Ling away from her.
The Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) danced in the air, as if it had come to life, and flew straight towards the treetops in the distance, where it clung firmly.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing the treetops to sway softly, and that dazzling red color also fluttered in the wind, drifting directly towards Chaoge City.
Yang Jiao smiled contentedly:
"The will of Heaven and the will of the heart are in harmony."
Nezha watched as she emerged from her emotional turmoil, his gaze also falling on the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), his fingertips slightly curling.
The Hun Tian Ling flew straight back like an arrow released from a bow.
The soft red light was even brighter than the fiery sunset clouds, illuminating the mountain road all the way.
also……
They saw the 100,000-strong army in the forest!
They were all dressed in Shang Dynasty armor. The tall and majestic man sitting on the black Qilin in front of them, with eyes like torches, was none other than Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor, a veteran minister of three dynasties!
Yang Jiao was momentarily stunned by his resolute face.
Mosquito Taoist stood in front of Yang Jiao without the slightest fear. Ultimately:
"He's just a lowly immortal, what are you afraid of?"
Yang Jiao wasn't afraid, she respected him.
Wen Zhong pacified the seventy-two princes of Beihai, and then pacified King Ling of Donghai. He then came here to pacify Xi without stopping.
His loyalty and courage in becoming a disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother, and his being bestowed the title of Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder God Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable, are absolutely genuine.
Looking at the 100,000-strong Shang army, led by Grand Tutor Wen himself, Nezha said in a deep voice:
"Uncle-Master is probably in for a tough battle."
Two centurions, interspersed among the 100,000-strong army, kept a close watch on Yang Jiao.
He shook his ears wildly in excitement and said:
"It's my little aunt! It's my little aunt!"
"My little aunt is in Xiqi! We're finally going to meet!"
Shunfeng'er was equally excited; the two brothers were almost moved to tears. Shunfeng'er immediately made up his mind:
"We can't let our little aunt down, we two brothers have to die in a spectacular way!"
"Good! A death that shook the heavens and earth!"
Yang Jiao, who knew nothing about such a thing, had never seen an army of 100,000 before. This was far more shocking than the corpse-transforming ritual she had just performed.
One hundred thousand soldiers!
She murmured:
"A lot of people."
At the same moment,
In the underworld, King Yama watched as 100,000 souls suddenly poured in.
He murmured:
"There are so many ghosts."