Chapter 32 The meaning of three

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In fact, there is really no need for Qingcuo to come over and tell him about the secret message. It is most convenient for someone to tell him like this.

However……

Chen Kuang said this at that time, naturally not for convenience.

He wanted to give Qingcuo a step up and a choice to turn back.

If Qingcuo arrives as promised, it means that she still has some hope of survival.

But she didn't come back.

Chen Kuang thought of the old yellowed paper crane and sighed in his heart.

It is difficult to let go of the hatred between the country and the family.

At this moment...she should have arrived at Li Hongling's side.

The practitioner added: "If there are other arrangements, just ask and we will do our best to cooperate."

Chen Kuang looked at him.

Now that he has the cultivation level of a master, it can be seen at a glance that this practitioner's cultivation level is at the tower-climbing level.

The others who are rushing over are also of the same cultivation level, and those with higher cultivation levels should still be fighting against the main force of the Three Tribulations Sect to delay.

Chen Kuang asked: "To what extent can you try your best, make any arrangements, life or death?"

The practitioner was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Although Lingtai Mountain is in the Liang Kingdom, it has never cared about the secular world. Now it has been closed. The head of the mountain has spoken. He will not see anyone or pay attention to anything. He will only allow the disciples to go down the mountain after the external disturbance subsides."

"Those of us who came down the mountain as early as when Zhou declared war are equivalent to being expelled from the mountain gate."

The practitioner sighed:

"The existence or death of secular dynasties has nothing to do with Lingtai Mountain. We can also practice in the mountains and be quiet and comfortable."

Behind him, every practitioner who fell down had the same determined eyes.

"But... we are Liang people, but we cannot give up our blood."

He cupped his fists and said, "Practice is not to become lonely and invincible, but to become enlightened in one thought."

"Now I am alone, just alive and dead."

Chen Kuang understood.

These practitioners may have relatives and families who stayed in the Liang Kingdom and were unfortunately involved in the war.

Maybe not everyone is like this, but being able to leave behind the purity of Lingtai Mountain and come here to save the country means that you have put life and death aside.

"good."

Chen Kuang nodded and said in a deep voice: "I don't need secret words, and I don't need you to open the way, but I need a way to keep in touch with you."

"It's simple. We can hand the life card directly to you and connect your mind with a secret method. You only need to recite it silently in your heart to communicate with all of us."

The practitioners nodded, raised their hands one after another, and sent the life tablet to Chen Kuang's hand, which turned into a brilliant golden rune and landed in the center of his palm.

The practitioner then said with some surprise: "That secret message..."

Chen Kuang said: "This secret message is to control the gunpowder buried in the city. Now the defense in the city is lax. You should seize the time and find all the secret passages where the gunpowder is buried."

The gunpowder Li Hongling buried was naturally not a simple gunpowder, but a magical spiritual treasure called Mountain Breaking Thunder, so it needed a secret word to trigger it.

There is more than one secret passage and more than one sealed node.

If you want to completely loosen the seal, you will have to explode all the nodes.

This much gunpowder is enough to activate the vast spiritual energy covered by the prohibition and blow up the underground seal of the Tianlao.

He glanced at the practitioners present:

"I want you to stay near the secret passage and detonate the gunpowder as soon as you obey my order."

This is cruel.

It is equivalent to ordering these practitioners to commit suicide by detonating bombs at close range.

When he asked Huo Hengxuan before, Huo Hengxuan said that if it were detonated on the spot, the first person to die would be the detonator himself.

The vicious part of this Lingbao's design is that the secret words must be spoken at close range.

In this way, even if someone knows the secret language, they must still be determined to die...

Of course, most people wouldn't think twice about detonating this thing.

I just wish it would malfunction.

Among the practitioners, some actually showed hesitant expressions.

"It's not that I refuse to agree, but what is the purpose of doing this...?"

Chen Kuang shook his head: "I only want to say one thing, I am the person who was entrusted by Huo Hengxuan personally to bring the wife and princess out alive."

If Shen Xingzhu might have slacked off due to arrogance before, now, she must be paying attention to Chen Kuang's words and actions at all times.

She may not care what these practitioners do.

But if she knew what Chen Kuang was going to do, she would definitely stop him.

The practitioners looked at each other and finally chose to believe Chen Kuang.

I also believe in Huo Hengxuan.

What's more, at this moment, Chen Kuang's cultivation is overflowing, and every word he speaks strikes people's hearts like a bell, making people involuntarily impressed.

The practitioners rose up from the ground one after another, turning into streams of light and flying to all parts of the imperial city.

"call……"

Chen Kuang let out a long breath, and then he only had to do one thing——

Get out of the 50,000-strong black-armored army!

Chen Kuang turned to look at Chu Wenruo, who had remained silent: "Let's go, I'll take you out."

Chu Wenruo hugged the little princess tightly and nodded vigorously.

She was speechless and could only be trusted with her whole heart.

Outside the city gate, thousands of miles of black armor are like a tide, and flags are waving.

Practitioners have their own path, and mortals also have their own path.

Mortals are small, but they can unite as one.

The city wall built with collective will is called "formation".

The power of a country's military formation is comparable to that of a master!

"Roar--"

At this moment, a huge formation has been formed. Amidst the roar of war, a shadow condenses in the sky. It is a black-armored general holding a halberd. His body is as towering as a mountain, blocking out the sky and the sun.

"Boom..."

The black-armored general raised his halberd and slammed it down with a sound like thunder.

Tens of thousands of black-armored troops began to charge at the same time, their iron hooves raising vast amounts of dust.

Directly in front, a surge of spiritual energy shook the earth, and blazing white flames bloomed like a lotus, cutting straight through the black tide, like the wind on the grass.

Wherever he passed, people were like grass.



A day had passed, but the sky had not changed at all, and the starry sky above had fallen into a strange stagnation and silence.

The city was already in ruins as far as the eye could see.

"Ahem...poof!"

Li Hongling spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at Huo Hengxuan, who was half-kneeling in front of him, his eyes almost blurred, his vitality weak, and he turned into a bloody man.

Throwing away the broken "Thousand Miles of Smoke" in my hand.

Her face armor has fallen off, and her long hair has spread out, revealing a heroic, sharp, androgynous face. Her pale face is covered with scars of various colors.

Li Hongling turned around and watched her bodyguard pass over her with an expressionless face.

He walked to Huo Hengxuan, squatted down and wiped the blood from his face with his hand.

"Qingcuo."

Qingcuo stood up, hummed, took two steps forward, lowered his eyebrows, and pulled out the long sword from his waist towards Li Hongling.

"So, you came to kill me."

Li Hongling sighed: "You have blood poison in your body. If you kill me, you will die too."

The same pair of scarlet eyes did not mean intimacy, but represented the control of life-connectedness.

Qingcuo smiled and said in a soft voice:

"It doesn't matter."

"As long as you die... it will be fine."

Qingcuo held his sword and moved forward, but suddenly stopped.

Her right arm was held by a bloody hand.

Qingcuo was stunned.

But Li Hongling's face changed wildly, she was extremely frightened, and she shouted almost twistedly:

"No, no...impossible!!! You should be dead!"

The old man who had lost his human form stood up unsteadily, raised his eyes, and said tiredly and hoarsely:

"That day, the boy tested me and asked me what my plan was."

Huo Hengxuan straightened his back like an old sword.

"I told him, three."

He took a deep breath, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said softly.

"I didn't tell him what it meant—I'll tell you."

"Three people are going to die today."