Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 701 The soul returns, dressed in red and overwhelming the royal city!

The veteran general died in battle and Songzhou was victorious.

On the battlefield filled with corpses and bones, the blood is soaring and the heroic spirits are immortal.

If another hundred years pass, this place will become an ancient battlefield, and various legends may be left behind. In addition to the bloody battles of the Tang Dynasty soldiers, there is also an eternal famous general.

Taking off his hat to retreat from the enemy, and killing the general with white hair, the 78-year-old Xue Rengui lived up to expectations in the final battle and left a touching legend.

With the blessing of the ancient battlefield, his fighting spirit may become a ghost king. If he is lucky, he can also follow the path of Shinto like Guan Yu.

But the premise is that there is a powerful person willing to take action to awaken his soul.

Fortunately, Xue Rengui has such a noble person beside him.

"The soul returns..."

A sound echoed across the ancient battlefield, inaudible to the living, but particularly noticeable to the dead.

The Taoist sect is called Soul Technique!
Ordinary soul-calling techniques are used to summon lost souls or lonely ghosts. For those ghosts that are the incarnations of elite soldiers and warriors, let alone awakening them, they may get themselves into trouble.

Especially on the ancient battlefield, it is most taboo to use this technique. Who knows what ghosts you are calling?

But Li Daoxuan's voice was like a jade bell, flowing quietly like a stream under the moonlit night, easily washing away the murderous intent of the ancient battlefield with great magic power, and awakening the heroic spirits one by one.

The bright moon illuminates the banner, and the horse murmurs in the wind.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the people in the city seemed to hear the neighing of war horses again.

An old woman sat in the room, holding a candle, kneeling devoutly in front of the statue and praying to bless her son from the battlefield for his safe return.

Just then, she heard familiar footsteps.

The old woman was overjoyed, thinking that her son was back, and quickly opened the door and went out.

The door was empty, and the cold wind blew out the candles.

An invisible figure was kneeling in front of her, kowtowing three times. He had handsome features and a gentle temperament. His armor was broken and bruised, but his eyes were particularly determined.

"Mom, my child is unfilial and cannot support you until the end of his life."

"But don't be sad. The child is not a lonely ghost, but has become a shadowy soldier of the underworld. After death, he still joins General Xue to fight for the country!"

"You always scold me for being cowardly, and you often teach your children that a man's head may be cut off and his blood may be shed, but he must not forget his family and country."

"In the last battle, the child did not retreat."

With tears in his eyes, he took one last deep look at the old lady with gray temples. He blew a whistle, and a ghost war horse galloped towards her, its eyes burning with light blue will-o'-the-wisps, as fast as the wind.

He got on his horse, didn't look back, walked through the wall and left in a certain direction.

Yin and Yang were separated, so the old woman couldn't see him or hear him speak, but mother and son were connected. She seemed to have a premonition and tremblingly chased her son in the direction he left.

Tonight, things like the old woman are not uncommon in Songzhou.

Those men of the Tang Dynasty who died on the battlefield protecting their family and country, after seeing their relatives for the last time, like rivers flowing into the sea and wild geese returning, protected their relatives and country in another way.

Someone chased them out of the city. In a daze, they seemed to hear the thundering sound of horse hooves and saw the resolute backs of each one.

On the commander's flag, the character "Xue" is like a leaping dragon and a leaping tiger, bold and bold, full of iron-blooded spirit.

Since then, a saying has spread in Songzhou and has endured for a long time.

After the death of General Xue, his heroic spirit was immortal. He was enlightened by the national master and became the general of the underworld. He continued to fight in all directions and wiped out the evil spirits. The six thousand cavalry who followed him into the battle and defeated Tubo also followed General Xue to the underworld.

What's more, it is said that Xue Rengui not only became the general of the underworld, but also the king of the wheel and the prince of hell.

……

In the void, Xue Rengui rides a white jade horse and rides in the wind. He is no longer white-haired and a hero in his twilight years, but looks middle-aged.

He looked at Li Daoxuan, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you sir!"

Li Dao

Luck is not everything. Those who rely too much on luck may even experience backlash once they are frustrated.

Li Daoxuan laughed loudly, patted Xue Rengui on the shoulder, and said: "Brother Xue was so brave in this battle, he will be famous forever!"

The two chatted for a while, and Xue Rengui suddenly asked: "Sir, I am no longer a person in the world. What should I do if Tubo raises troops again?"

After his death, the generals of the Tang Dynasty withered, and the army's combat strength was on the decline. Another great victory in Songzhou may not be possible.

Since ancient times, yin and yang have been separated, and people in the underworld cannot interfere with the affairs of the yang world. He doesn't know whether he can continue to protect the Tang Dynasty.

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, saying: "Brother Xue, maybe Tubo is no longer here at this moment."

Xue Rengui was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding this sentence.

"Brother Xue, please take your soldiers and horses back to the underworld to garrison. When my wife comes back, I will formally canonize you."

Hearing this, an idea flashed in Xue Rengui's mind, and an astonishing guess emerged in his mind.

He suddenly remembered something. Previously in the underworld, his wife had said that she would personally lead a hundred thousand Yin soldiers to enter the human world and crush the Tubo royal court.

Difficult...isn't...

He looked at Li Daoxuan in disbelief, and saw the gentleman nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and a hint of pride in his voice.

"Once my wife becomes fierce, even I can't control her."

"Oh, my husband is weak."...

On the plateau, there is Luoxie City.

The night is dark.

The lights are still bright in the Gar family.

Since the death of Songtsen Gampo, the power of Tubo has been controlled by the Prime Minister Lu Dongtsen, and his family, the Gar family, has become the most powerful force in Tubo.

The so-called Zanpu is just a mascot fostered by his family in the palace, which is equivalent to Emperor Xian of Han Dynasty controlled by Cao Cao.

Ludongzan passed away 25 years ago, but his sons were all quite talented and continued to tightly control the power of Tubo.

Qin Ling was his second son and was in charge of the Tubo military power. His eldest son Zan Xiruo inherited his father's position as prime minister and took charge of the political power.

Today, a grand banquet is being held in the Gar family.

There were not only Tubo officials present, but also many strange men from the Western Regions recruited by the Gar family. They had skills and more or less had enmity with the Tang Dynasty.

For example, one of the old men who has cultivated to the realm of Yangshen is said to be a descendant of the evil five elders. His father was killed in Chang'an by Li Daoxuan. He also became a street rat and fled to the Western Regions. Now that he has cultivated to the realm of Yangshen, naturally Have a desire for revenge.

If you praise and greet them, there are many compliments in your words.

"Fellow immortals, my second brother is invincible. He must have captured Songzhou at this moment, and his troops are heading towards the Central Plains. I will ask for your help when the time comes."

Although Ming Chongyan kept saying that the Tang Dynasty would fall into civil war and that bad guys and Hidden Dragons would suffer heavy casualties, Zan Xiruo knew that eggs could never be placed in a cage, so he spent a lot of effort to win over this group of strangers.

"I heard that Taoist Master Ming set up a large formation, swallowed the luck of the Tang Dynasty, and dropped meteorites on the battlefield. Such magical powers are beyond our reach!"

Some people were worried: "I heard that Xue Rengui is not dead yet. This man is good at fighting and brave in the world. He also has a close relationship with Li Daoxuan. Will anything happen?"

Hearing the name Li Daoxuan, the fiery atmosphere in the venue suddenly dropped. Many monks were excited and their drunkenness disappeared.

Although that person has not appeared for more than 40 years, who knows when he will come back?
Zan Xiruo smiled quickly and said: "Don't panic, everyone. Master Ming has calculated that Li Daoxuan has fallen into some kind of disaster. Although he has not died, he is trapped in it and cannot escape. When he comes out, it will probably be hundreds of years later." Something happened!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"And that Xue Rengui, don't worry, everyone, he will definitely die!"

Someone asked out of curiosity. In order to awe them, Zan Xiruo did not hide anything and said with a smile: "Everyone must have heard of the Wheel-turning King in the underworld. He has surrendered to us in Tubo. Xue Rengui's soul is probably being tortured in the underworld at the moment. .”

Everyone laughed when they heard this and praised the prime minister for his greatness. Even the king of hell served him.

At this time, a voice sounded, full of worry.

"The current owner of the underworld is Li Daoxuan's wife. If she knew about this, would she turn her anger on Tubo? I heard that she is famous for being decisive and ruthless in killing."

Zan Xiruo laughed loudly, waved his hands and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Not to mention that the Ghost Emperor has been in seclusion all year round. Even if she knew about it, she would not dare to blatantly interfere in the affairs of the Yang world. After all, from ancient times to the present, the Yin world cannot directly interfere with the Yang world. This is called the difference between Yin and Yang!"

After a pause, he smiled, burped, and showed an expression that every man would understand.

"I heard that Chen Ziyu, dressed in red, conquered the country and the city. She was a woman and could become the emperor of the underworld. If she could ride this rouge horse under her, I really don't know what it would be like..."

Drunk and lustful, he actually lusted after the legendary Empress of the Netherworld in public.

Some people in the audience began to change their expressions, and advised him to stop talking, after all, there is a god in his head.

Unexpectedly, Zan Xiruo drank more and more wine, and his tone became more and more crazier. At this moment, he seemed to regard himself as the lord of the world, annexing the Tang Dynasty and taking charge of the world.

"If I give her ten more courage, she will never dare to come to our capital of Tubo. Haha, treat me as a powerful soldier of Tubo... is it just a decoration?"

He was about to say something more, but suddenly, the ground shook violently, and the candles in the room were instantly extinguished, plunging him into darkness.

The bright moon outside the house had been obscured by clouds at some point, and an undercurrent swept across the world.

The howling wind blew through the city, bringing a chilling chill that made the windows open and ring.

"So... such a heavy Yin Qi!"

"That's not a dark cloud, it's... a Yin soldier!"

Someone exclaimed, trembling all over.

Everyone looked intently and gasped.

I saw that the undercurrent covering the sky and the moon was not a cloud, but an army of dark soldiers that was densely packed and mighty, like a stormy sea!

A pair of pupils burning with green flames were like stars in the sky, looking down at them from above.

And in front of Wangui, there was a figure in red.

She is riding a white jade snow dragon colt with four hooves on the moon. She is wearing red armor and her long hair is tied up with a red rope. She looks down at the world with cold and arrogant eyebrows. There is a bright fairy light flowing around her body, which is so awe-inspiring that it cannot be looked directly at.

Someone looked at her with his magical eyes, but screamed, and his body spontaneously ignited, turning into ashes within a few breaths.

The body of a god cannot be desecrated by mortals.

Chen Ziyu lowered his eyes like an abyss, raised his jade hand lightly, and behind him, hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers drew their swords, their eyes revealed a fierce light, Yin energy shot straight into the sky, and murderous intent swept across the royal city.

"Tonight, Tubo will be washed with blood."

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