Tiantan six

"This is not the point. The key point is that hundreds of thousands of soldiers died in Jiulianghe. I heard that nothing would happen to soldiers who died in normal battles. But at that time, the generals won by tricks. The nearly 50 troops said No, no, no, the resentment is very deep, and the sound of soldiers and horses roaring can always be heard by the Jiuliang River in the afternoon, and then I managed to suppress it after inviting monks and priests of high morals to chant sutras." Xiaobing said this, teasing In order to satisfy the interest of the soldiers resting next to them, they were tired from the marching journey, and listening to stories and chatting about their daily life became their only thing to relieve their boredom.

"Yes, yes, I have heard and seen it with my own eyes. My old man participated in the battlefield with the general. Because he injured his leg during the battle, he stayed at home for a year after the war. After he recovered from his injury, , I heard that the water in the Jiuliang River was clear. For some reason, people kept clamoring at home to come and have a look. The distance of dozens of miles is far away. In the morning, my father drove the car and prepared dry food and water. The next day Arrived at sunset in the afternoon. Just as the sun was setting, I didn't know what was going on, but I saw the river suddenly churning, bloody water rolling out from the clear bottom of the river, and the sound of the thousands of troops fighting coming from the river. It came from the bottom, at that time Grandpa seemed to be fascinated by a ghost, walking straight to the depths of the river."

Seeing the soldier resting his breath, the soldier asked after a while, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

The soldier nodded: "Yes, I was only ten years old nine years ago, and my dad drove there in a hurry. At that time, there were more than a dozen fishermen fishing near the Jiuliang River, and they were ready to leave before sunset. Yes, if you want to go, you will go with your companions."

Xiao Bing patted him on the shoulder and exclaimed: "Then you are really brave! What happened next?"

"The fisherman was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. When he heard me holding my grandfather and crying that he was a veteran, please save him. Many fishermen turned their heads and came back. Grandpa walked straight into the river. More than a dozen people We couldn't even hug him, we were about to be led into the water by my grandfather alone, my father was the one holding on at the front, and he had already fallen into the water, I saw the blood stained his clothes red, the soldiers and horses in the river It's getting louder."

A group of soldiers were fascinated by this, and asked one after another. Then, the soldier was surprised and said: "Later, a man appeared from nowhere, stepped forward and slapped my grandfather directly, and slapped my father from the ground." Pulled up in the water and said to get out of here quickly, grandpa came to his senses at that time, and asked me why I was in the water? Dad carried grandpa on his back and hurried to the carriage. He picked up a stone, as if he was muttering something, and then threw the stone into the water, the bloody water immediately cleared up, and the sound disappeared."

"But...but..."

As the soldier thought about it, his doubts became heavier, and others asked him in wonder, "But what?"

Before the soldier could answer, Feng Lang spoke first: "Did your grandpa forget this matter when he got home?"

The soldier looked at Feng Lang in surprise: "Yes, only my father and I know, and I also saw the man who rescued us suddenly disappear by the Jiuliang River, no one knows who he is, what's even more strange is that you I just saw his appearance for a moment and then forgot it for a moment, and I vaguely remembered that he was an ordinary but extraordinary person."

Feng Lang confirmed his conjecture, then smiled and said: "Since you can't remember, then forget it, it's not good for you to know too much."

The soldier was puzzled, and approached him and asked, "Why is that?"

"You won't understand even if you say it."

"I don't understand that's why I said it."

The soldier's words attracted everyone's echo: "Yes, yes."

Feng Lang looked at the crowd and sighed helplessly: "Then I'll say it, if you don't understand after I say it, don't blame me."

Everyone nodded, Qi Dao was not surprised.

"Because all appearances in the world have known appearances and unknowable appearances. There are also truths and false appearances. You must understand that the truth is not true, and false appearances are not false. The appearances seen by human eyes are all other appearances. If you don’t reach that level, you won’t be able to know other realms, and once you know it, you will only be delusional, and even terrified all day long.”

Everyone was taken aback after hearing this, and said in unison: "It's extremely subtle, but they don't know its deep meaning."

Xiaobing laughed dumbly, interrupting everyone's thoughts: "It doesn't matter what he looks like, what kind of situation he is in, there will be a war tomorrow, everyone, pack up and get ready to go!"

Feng Lang rubbed his head, and muttered softly: "I don't understand such a simple sentence, probably the king is addicted to drinking and sex, doing nothing, and brought you into this way, no wonder you."

He followed the army wearing stars and wearing the moon to the bank of the Jiuliang River. Before sunrise, the army was fully equipped.

Because Feng Lang is an immortal, he can't kill people casually, and he can't interfere in human wars, otherwise he will be punished by the above, so when he is preparing for a big battle, he can use magic to modify the memory of the soldiers next to him.

He saw the sun slowly rising from the east, and the golden light passed through the purple clouds in the morning one by one, and cast it on the gray-red armor of nearly 80 soldiers. Their expressions were frozen, solemn and solemn.

He seems to have seen the past, when the master passed through the thick clouds, walked past the neatly lined up heavenly soldiers and generals, stood at the forefront, and confronted millions of demon soldiers with a calm smile.

The presence of the God of War must be the end of the world and their end.

Guarding, sacrificing, and being nameless are not only the portrayal of the life of every general and soldier since ancient times, but also the sky. After the sacrifice of the ancient god of war, his name has long been erased.

Although the immortal can collect the scattered spirits of the god of war after the sacrifice, he is another god of war after all. He only remembers the task of protecting the world and forgets the partners who fought side by side with him in the past and shared life and death.

This is a comrade-in-arms or mentor-student friendship bought with blood, life, and righteousness. They have spent tens of thousands of years, gone through thousands of calamities, and survived many thunders and tribulations. , Standing above the nine heavens with a heart of great love, guarding many worlds and the supreme space.

Give up the practice of the world, in exchange for the happiness of all beings.

In many worlds, in front of countless gods of war, sacrificing and rebirth is the doom that gods of war should go through. Life and death are small things, and protection is the most important thing.

Feng Lang didn't understand, he was very sad that these gods of war sacrificed meaninglessly, heaven and earth did not allow them to spread these deeds, but silently concealed them, and let them leave without a sound.

Feng Lang also knew that his own thinking should not be like this. He should let go of many delusions and greed when he has come to this point, but he and his master have fought side by side and are also teachers and friends. They have been taught by the master for millions of years Grace, how can you just forget it?

In their eyes, the kindness of master and apprentice enlightenment for hundreds of millions of years is a simple effort with a wave of sleeves, and the next task begins.

Because the god of war has done so many things, the mere fate and love seem insignificant in this huge universe and countless spaces, and it is not enough to be lingering in his heart.

The seven emotions and six desires belong to the human beings who have lived for a hundred years. After the separation of life and death, the reincarnation continues to be entangled in the next life, and the reincarnation goes on and on.For nature, in this world, people only need to enjoy a stable environment, and the rest of the disasters will be blocked by gods of war, regardless of whether people know it or remember it.

Feng Lang looked at the square inch of land under his feet, and his mind was extremely clear. In the tens of billions of years he has traveled to every place here, he has seen the changes of yin and yang in life and death one by one, and he once lay down on it for a thousand years of dreams. .

The same is true of human beings. Their bones and blood have fallen into every corner of this land and turned into mud. Their short-sightedness makes them fall into arrogance and burn themselves. Demons disdain and only want to destroy them. Standing at the far end to guard, but refused to reveal a little name and deeds.

Feng Lang can't understand, so he has hatred. His cultivation base will never reach the realm of immortality. Although he is higher than those who practice Buddhism, he can't enter reincarnation when he becomes immortal in the flesh, but he and Hao sing praises to himself, wishing that all human beings would know what he did There is no difference in what he is a Buddhist practitioner. He really wants everyone to know the deeds of his master, and he wants human beings to pass on the praises from generation to generation and sing them forever.

He couldn't do such a simple thing. Immortals are not allowed to leave a name. When he wanted to say this name to humans, he couldn't say it, let alone his deeds.

He just stood there, watching the general on horseback with his head held high, feeling a little ashamed for a moment, he didn't even have the ability to go to the battlefield with him to kill the enemy, although he said that he would rather die in battle than a deserter, But now it must be done.

He hates himself for being a fairy, and even more disdains to protect these people. He has boundless mana but cannot kill. Killing is easier than crushing an ant. All he needs is a look and a thought, that's all.

The sand and rocks in the distance rolled away, and the sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and the uniform army of one million slowly moved over.

General Shi Zhou tightened his horse rope and stopped on the opposite side of the Jiuliang River of General Jun She. He said: "I always thought you were a smart person. I had already seen that the king of the Xuan Dynasty was useless. I didn't expect you to be overestimated." about you."

After hearing this, Jun She had a smile on his lips, and said sarcastically: "I think you Shizhou people have a very good manners, and you can serve the two masters wholeheartedly. Your king is not good, at worst, you can find a better one, right?"

General Shizhou's face immediately turned pale when he heard the words. No matter how good his tongue was, he couldn't refute what he said for a while, so he snorted coldly and stopped talking, turned his horse's head, and waved his hands to give orders.

Millions of troops galloped towards the Jiuliang River. With an order from Jun Amnesty, he clenched his red-tasseled spear tightly and rushed over. Behind him, the soldiers followed the general as they waded through the water. Looking at the fragmented reflections, soldiers and horses are clamoring, and voices are noisy.

The rumbling roar of millions of troops mixed with the cries of horses, which was more thrilling than the thunder and lightning in the sky, and the sound of kicking horseshoes seemed to break the mountains and rivers!

Jun She went to the front of the battle line first and immediately fought with the Lord General Shizhou. The black warriors also rushed to the front of the enemy line desperately.

The author has something to say:

It should be from the third and fourth chapters onwards, that kind of heroic family and country will be emphatically expressed. I feel that I should be able to describe the general spirit of the gold and iron horses on the battlefield. Whether it is a god of war or a general, dare to take the lead and charge!The article is slowly heating up, I hope everyone will stick to it, and it will definitely be exciting later.