Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 876: The Soul Spell under the Tongyin Monument
There is a lone figure standing on the gray and defeated land. The monks passing back and forth range from curiosity to ignorance. She has been standing here for three days, and from the eyes of the monks who fought on the battlefield early in the morning, she has been standing for two It’s month!
She is so lonely. From the time she came to Jijiao battlefield to now, except when she goes out to fight, she will stand here without talking to anyone, eating or drinking. No one knows what she is thinking. Some people think she is. Enlightenment, but is this how Tao is enlightened?
It would be too easy to achieve enlightenment just by standing there.
Gradually, everyone began to think that she was sick, lonely and seriously ill.
There have been too many things happening in Rune Continent recently. The long war in the Jijiao Battlefield has made people here a little numb. Many people don’t understand why they have to fight to the end with the evil insects. Even the evil insects don’t understand why they have to fight with the evil insects. Humans have fought for thousands of years.
All they know is that if they don't fight, they will die.
Is it the evil insects’ refusal to give up that forces the human race to not give up? Or will the evil insects be destroyed by the human race if they don't fight?
I don’t know
In the distance, a ray of light fell, and a monk walked toward the camp carrying the corpse of his companion with dull and lonely eyes.
This is a scout arranged by the big alliance. Several people die every day. Except for their companions, no one cares about who dies today. There are many people who make sarcastic remarks that only the weak will die.
"Why aren't you the ones who died?"
The scout looked at the sarcastic person with a sullen face.
Everyone kept silent, ignored and retreated.
The scout put down the body, walked into the camp, and informed the superiors of the discovery of the evil insect base.
Not long after, another clearing operation will be organized.
This time, Gu Qing is also among them.
Monks have their own fighting styles. They are not from the same sect or Taoist friends who have been together for a long time. They will not cooperate with others at all. Preventing stabbings in the back has always been a passive skill that monks must master, even when facing alien wars. I don’t take it lightly, and letting go of prejudices is not something that can be done so easily.
Gu Qing still fights alone, her sword is very sharp, and none of the armors currently appearing in the You tribe can withstand her sword.
At this time, Guqing, who is rejected by others thousands of miles away, can always attract a group of followers to fight with her and protect her. Everyone has never cooperated, but they always have a tacit understanding.
Looking at the army of evil insects that had abandoned the base and dispersed like a tide, Gu Qing stood outside the base and looked into the depths of the Jijiao battlefield. He sat cross-legged and wiped the iron sword as if in a daze.
Although it was only a small-scale victory, the monk camp was able to advance again, which played a crucial step in the layout of the battle line and planning and operation.
Of the corpses in the base, the human ones were taken away by their companions, and the dead ones of the You clan were reanimated on the spot. Because the armor was seriously damaged, those who were not a threat became prisoners.
However, no one went back to torture this kind of captive. Its final fate would be to be transported to the rear and executed near the Tongyin Monument.
"Hey, why are there so many this time?" complained a monk in charge of being the executioner.
"From the Baxiaomen Camp."
"No wonder." The executioner monk smiled understandingly.
"What kind of big force is Baxiaomen Camp? It seems to be quite powerful." A new executioner asked curiously.
"It's not a big force, but a combination of small and medium forces in the big alliance. The eight small sects and seven are mediocre, but there are quite a lot of people, but they are all fourth and fifth realm monks. Only one person from the Wushan sect comes. So, I heard that this person’s sword is very powerful.”
Another old bird said: "Not only is he powerful, my master said that this person's swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation. If he hadn't been unable to control it due to insufficient cultivation, he would have become famous all over the world."
"Is it such an exaggeration?" Mengxin didn't believe it.
"Look at these damaged armors, the cuts should be neat and smooth and should reach her hands. If you are a sword cultivator, you should be able to feel the remaining sword intent on them. Unfortunately, she has been merciless. It seems that she has not killed anyone so far. The evil insects have destroyed their armor, which makes them even more ruthless. They will die early and be born again!" The old executioner smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Old Bird said: "What do you know? It is the most benevolent and righteous thing to be sent here for execution. The Tongyin Monument is a portal to the underworld. Behind this is a city in the underworld. Only by dying here can you be reincarnated earlier." ." With that said, Lao Niao executed one evil insect with one blow, then silently recited his eulogy before drawing his sword and walking towards the other evil insect.
"Waste of time." The old executioner obviously couldn't stand this. As soon as he took action, he controlled the flying sword to instantly kill ten insects. This was efficiency.
"Hope, I will be a human in the next life." The old bird finished reciting the words of condolences, glanced sideways at the old executioner and said dissatisfied: "I'm afraid that one day, no one will respect your death."
"Yes, yes, I am very sad." The old executioner smiled, waved his hand and killed a few more evil insects and said: "You who respect life, if you also die like an ant, would that be more sad?"
The old bird ignored him and said to the newcomer: "I hope you won't imitate him."
The old executioner was not happy, and said to the newcomer: "I hope they can die early and be born early, but he just made some red tape, stabbed the knife in the stomach of the person for a long time and was reluctant to pull it out, and kept talking about it, you comment, what do you think? Which of us did it right?"
The newcomer is speechless.
How to say this?
It feels right, but it feels wrong.
Think about it, everyone has their own way of dealing with the world, so just let them argue without participating.
Looking around, the newcomer was very emotional.
No wonder so few people take up such a well-paying job.
Many people cannot adapt to the work here, because after they came here, they found that corpses were being cremated every day near the Tongyin Monument. There were not only evil insects, but also people who died in the war, as if it would never end.
He came here to sharpen his state of mind. The master said that he was too kind and not suitable for the battlefield. The road to the end of the world will also be difficult to travel in the future. This is a rare opportunity. He will pass this level and keep his heart as solid as stone. If you can't survive, go back and guard the mountain gate.
But when he came here, he discovered that there are indeed many kinds of kindness!
Although the two seniors in his group had different ways of dealing with the world, he felt that they were both kind. The senior from the Kiriyama Sect on the front line must also be kind!
The newcomer did not execute the evil insects, but was responsible for cremating the corpses. His fire spells were extremely proficient, and he turned the corpses into ashes in a matter of seconds.
"Senior, your soul-sending spell is very special." The newcomer looked at the old bird beside him who closed his eyes and praised him.
After the old bird paid his condolences, he opened his eyes, looked at him and said with a smile: "This is the tradition of my hometown, do you want to learn it?"
"Hmm, how do you pronounce it?"
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"Do you feel that your mood is different?" the old bird said with a smile.
The newcomer opened his eyes with a slightly complicated look and said: "Well, I seem to feel a kind of relief! But I don't know whether they are relieved or I am relieved?"
Just as the old bird was about to answer, the old executioner curled his lips and said: "It's work, if you do it like this, you will never finish it!"
"Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to earth. I hope that the dead will find peace, that the living will regain liberation, and that all evil in the world will end in our generation!" After the old bird chanted, he raised his knife and left.
The newcomer has a very complicated mood. He initially felt that this kind of job was very suitable for him because it required him to hone his mind. But after he actually did it, he felt that it was not training, but a new way of looking at the world. know!
"Senior, I..."
After following the old bird for a few steps, the newcomer suddenly noticed that the senior turned his head. He followed the senior's gaze and found an old man with white hair standing on the six-foot-tall Tongyin Monument, holding a black sword.