Chapter 633: Dissipation

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The breath dissipated.

In the sky, Lian Xuanxiao slowly stopped flying and looked down at the vast forest sea in the distance.

"Ah."

Lian Xuanxiao couldn't help but laugh. When Jun Qianzi defected from the academy, his best friend Pu Liuxuan was implicated and his cultivation was abolished.

And now he has escaped from his own induction through self-destruction, dissolving the Qi mechanism. What an irony.

That’s all, if you can’t find it, you can’t find it. It's a pity that this sword failed to strike.

He turned around, held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, raised the sword, and carefully observed the metal lines on the sword.

sand--

There was a sudden cracking sound, and the right shoulder turned into flying sand. The right arm, which had lost its connection points and was riddled with holes and all five fingers, fell straight into the forest sea below under the pull of gravity.

Before it hit the ground, it was blown away by the strong wind.

Not only his right hand, but also his legs and ankles were constantly turning to sand. The soles of the feet were connected to the boots and disappeared into the wind, revealing pale bones.

There is no pain, because even the nerve lines responsible for transmitting signals are no longer there.

go home.

Lian Xuanxiao put down his sword, leaned down, and flew through the air.

Cross the desert, climb over the snow-capped mountains, and cross the grassland. The border line of Yu State is getting closer and closer, close enough to see the caravans lined up in front of the checkpoint, preparing to trade across the border.

Although countries are at war with each other, private trade has always been going on.

Those business travelers who were lying in the carriage, drunk, yawning and preparing to go to bed, did not know that on this day, the structure of the countries in the world would be forever changed, and their business plans would also be affected by the turbulent situation. Ended without illness.

Lian Xuanxiao descended slowly and stepped on a hilltop.

The sand caused by the collapse of his soul has spread to his legs and knees. He needs to hold on to the tree trunk to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Right here.

He picked a huge rock that was pleasing to the eye, picked up a long sword, brushed away the fallen leaves and moss accumulated on the rock, and used the sword's edge as a brush to outline the map of the Yu Kingdom.

"Look!"

The people in the academy who were far away on Tianyou in the East China Sea noticed something strange. They boarded the deck and looked up. They saw a magnificent purple energy falling from the sky and spreading towards the west.

The people in Dengzhou Port saw it, the people in Cangzhou saw it, and then Youzhou, Pingzhou, Yingzhou...

The purple air spreads slowly against the border of Yu State. From the cold white mountains and black waters in the east to the vast grasslands in the north,

From Shacheng Hengluosi in the west to Mulzhou in the south where spring and summer are all year round.

With thousands of miles of territory and hundreds of millions of people, everyone can look up at the sky and see purple clouds all over the sky.

The people on the low hill in Taoan Village, Xingzhou, naturally saw it too.

"what is that?!"

Lin Hongbo frowned and asked in a deep voice, but saw that Tantai Leshan, who was the most proficient in Talisman Dao, changed his face several times. Shock, admiration, grief.



"That's a talisman,"

Chen Danqiu looked up at the sky and whispered: "The mountains and rivers guard us."

Thousands of miles away, on the vast border between the Yu Kingdom and the Turks, a group of patrolling cavalry also saw the spectacular purple clouds.

The gorgeous rays of light fell down like light silk, forming a city wall that stretched for unknown miles. Then, it slowly dissipated between heaven and earth, as if it had never existed.

The Turkic soldiers looked at each other in confusion, completely confused about the situation, so they sent one person back to report the situation. The other person drew his saber and carefully explored the area where the Purple Air Great Wall was erected just now.

Nothing happened.

The soldier took courage and rode over, but nothing happened.

Tap tap tap.

The sound of galloping horses comes from far to near,

A group of cavalry wearing heavy armor and with the emblem of the Asted Eagle family engraved on their chests arrived upon hearing the news.

The rough warrior at the head is as tall as a mountain and has strong energy and blood.

The horse under the seat also obviously has the blood of monsters, its eyes are red, and its muscles are strong and tight.

He glanced at the grassland suspiciously and spat on the ground, "Bah, are the Yu people doing tricks?"

Driving the horse forward, "No matter what..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell down from the horse, and his huge body rowed down the hill and ravine.

The Turkic soldiers rushed forward and pushed and pulled him back to the border.

The pale complexion of the Astrid noble warrior then improved. He lay on the ground, coughing up blood and spitting out blood foam.

At the same time, all high-level Xunyun monks who tried to cross the border of Yu State encountered the same situation.

"The guarding of mountains and rivers is a talisman that only existed in ancient books in the past. It was only imagined and never completed by anyone."

Tantai Leshan whispered: "Once completed, all monks outside the border who have a cultivation level higher than a certain level will not be able to cross the border from the outside.

Duration, several years.

He grew up in the mountain and erected a fence for us. "

Continuous fields, winding rivers, and rolling mountains.

Lian Xuanxiao sat on the top of the mountain, holding on to the hilt of his sword, looking greedily at the scenery of Yu Kingdom, as if he would never get tired of it.

Even those workshops built by the river and constantly emitting choking smoke were so cute in his eyes.

Unlike those academic Confucian scholars who criticized the workshops for destroying the landscape and disturbing the pastoral poetry, Lian Xuanxiao could see through the thick smoke the vitality contained in those workshops.

It is a powerful force that is no less powerful than spiritual practice. It can turn decay into magic and enable poor people to afford food, clothing, medical treatment, and housing. It can make luxury appliances that used to belong only to princes and nobles become cheap and easy to obtain.

The people of the Yu Kingdom were so miserable. They were obviously persevering, hardworking, and docile, but they still struggled hard and fought for their lives with the heaven and the earth.

Outside the scope of the achievements of the academy, in the vast mountain villages where the power of the imperial court cannot penetrate, people there are still living the same numb life as they were hundreds of years ago.

If possible, Lian Xuanxiao would really like to see workshops spread across the land of Yu State, with billowing smoke from chimneys covering the sky, and hot molten iron weighing ten thousand tons pouring out of the furnace, poured into molds, and cast into kitchen knives, farm tools. At least the farmers of Yu State who live in the deep mountains no longer need to use wooden hoes.

It's a pity that I couldn't see that scene with my own eyes, but fortunately, I knew that day would definitely come. No matter how tortuous the process is.

call--

The sound of sand melting blends with the sound of wind on the top of the mountain.

...

"Are you ready for the exorcism charm?"

"Everything is ready, head."

"Okay, touch it with me."

Observing the fluctuation of spiritual energy, the soldiers of the nearby state capital town Fusi moved gently, clinging to the bushes, and quietly climbed to the top of the mountain.

When the time came, everyone rushed out of the forest, raised their crossbows and aimed at the clearing on the top of the mountain.

The expected demonic cultivators or monsters did not appear. In the clearing on the top of the mountain, a huge rock with a map of the Yu Kingdom stood silently, with an unpretentious long sword inserted next to it.

There was a jade pendant hanging on the hilt of the long sword, swaying in the wind and making a clanging sound when it lightly collided with the sword body.

Fearing that there was fraud, the captain of the Zhenfu Division did not let his men go up to check the situation, and stood at a distance to observe carefully.

He saw it clearly and read word for word the words on the jade pendant hanging on the hilt of the sword.

The leader of Xuegong Mountain is Lian Xuanxiao.