The western part of Dashang has many dangerous mountains and rivers, and the terrain is dangerous.
Amid the mountains and rivers, Dashang established many military towns as passes to resist the barbarians.
Qinglong Pass is a city pass that stretches across the vast mountains in the west of Dashang. It is also one of the main passes from the west to Chaoge City, the capital of Dashang.
The commander-in-chief of the Zhenguan Army here is called Zhang Guifang, who just took office not long ago.
Since this new young general came to Qinglong Pass not long ago to take over the post of chief military officer, he must take his soldiers out of the city every day.
Usually I go in the morning and come back in the evening.
And when they come back, they often have many prisoners in custody.
At first, everyone thought he was out to eliminate bandits and praised him greatly.
Later I learned that the prisoners he brought back were actually civilians from the villages near Qinglong Pass.
He led troops out of the city every day not to clear out bandits, but to inspect the villages near Qinglong Pass. Once he found someone spreading Western ways, he was escorted back to Qinglong Pass without saying a word and imprisoned in prison.
Under the rule of Qinglongguan, spreading Western ways was a serious crime.
To be precise, in most areas of Dashang, spreading Western ways is a serious crime.
Because the generals and officials in these areas are more or less related to Jiejiao.
In the Great Shang Dynasty, there were even more people who were related to Jiejiao.
To put it simply, the territory of Dashang is the territory of Jiejiao. If Westerners come to preach here, they have crossed the boundary.
Disciples of Jiejiao in Dashang naturally cannot allow this to happen.
Zhang Guifang is one of them.
In fact, he was just taught a spell by a disciple of the Jie Jiao who passed by him when he was young. He is not really a member of the Jie Jiao. However, thanks to this magic, he was quickly reused after joining the army. Not long ago, he was He was promoted to the rank of commander-in-chief of Qinglong Pass.
Of course all this is because he is indeed outstanding, but another reason is that he has an old relationship with Jie Jiao, and there are many Jie Jiao disciples in high positions in the army of Dashang.
It was precisely because of this relationship that he was able to rise through the ranks. At a young age, he became the commander-in-chief guarding a pass, no different from a feudal official.
Zhang Guifang naturally understood what was going on, so after taking office, she directly made the missionary work of Western Christians under her rule a top priority.
In the early morning of this day, just after dawn, Zhang Guifang was already dressed neatly, mounted a tall horse, held a mortar and pestle gun upside down, and filed out of Qinglong Pass with a large group of soldiers as usual.
Iron hooves clank and dust and smoke rise everywhere!
The people he met along the way retreated to both sides of the road, not daring to take another look at him.
However, not long after Zhang Guifang and his party left Qinglong Pass, they saw a golden light suddenly falling from the sky on the official road ahead and exploding on the road!
The next moment, a huge statue appeared out of thin air, floating in the air supported by billowing dust smoke!
This statue looks mighty and solemn, and its tall and straight body seems to blend with the mountains in the distance. Its face has been carved by wind and frost, with deep wrinkles, revealing the traces of time and wisdom.
"It's the mountain god!"
"Lord Mountain God is here!"
Some people exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Guifang raised her eyebrows and sneered: "How dare you, you evildoer, block the path of my army!"
"boom!"
As if in response to him, the statue crashed down!
The earth trembles!
Suddenly, a dull voice came out.
"General Zhang, you bully the people wantonly, and the prisons in Qinglong Pass are overcrowded. As the mountain god of Qinglong Mountain, I really can't stand it anymore, so I'm here today to seek justice from you..."
"ridiculous!"
Zhang Guifang interrupted the mountain god before he could finish his words, and said coldly: "You must have taken refuge in the Western religion, don't pretend to be a ghost here, otherwise you will not be spared!"
"Kill me? Do you have this ability?"
The mountain god sneered, and purple mist rose up around him.
Zhang Guifang's pupils shrank, she held the mortar and pestle gun in her hand and pointed straight ahead, shouting sternly:
"Array up!"
"kill!"
The statue of the mountain god twisted and expanded in the purple mist, and bursts of golden light radiated from its eyes, but in the blink of an eye it turned into flesh and blood!
He has a green face and fangs, disheveled hair, more than ten feet tall, and extremely strong limbs. He actually has a pair of wings behind his back. With a slight flutter, a strong wind blows, causing pedestrians in the distance to stagger.
at the same time.
Puppet-like objects fell from his body one by one, and after hitting the ground, they turned into hundreds of wild monsters, all of which rushed towards Zhang Guifang and his party with their claws and teeth bared.
Obviously, the mountain god did not act impulsively when he blocked the road, but was well prepared.
The purpose was to kill Zhang Guifang.
"General Zhang, please go on your way with peace of mind!"
The mountain god smiled ferociously, and a crescent shovel about ten feet long appeared in his hand and smashed it towards Zhang Guifang's head.
At this moment, the soldiers of Qinglong Pass had set up a charging formation, but hundreds of wild mountain spirits appeared and rushed in like a pack of hungry wolves, scattering the formation.
Although these mountain spirits and wild monsters have not yet attained enlightenment, mortal soldiers with weapons can kill them, but the question is, who can deal with that mountain god?
Zhang Guifang took a deep breath and shouted: "God of Qinglong Mountain, why don't you kneel down and pray for surrender!"
The mountain god's tall body immediately froze.
In full view of everyone, he actually bent his knees and slowly bowed to Zhang Guifang.
Zhang Guifang's expression calmed down a little. It seemed that even the mountain god couldn't resist the Jiejiao spell he had practiced.
But before he could be happy, he saw a golden light falling from the sky, covering the mountain god.
Although the golden light only lasted for a short moment, Zhang Guifang shouted that something was wrong in her heart.
Sure enough, as the golden light dissipated, the mountain god who was about to prostrate himself suddenly straightened his back and stared at Zhang Guifang angrily, his eyes seeming to spit fire.
"hateful!"
The mountain god roared angrily and swung the crescent shovel towards Zhang Guifang.
"Do you think you can stop me with these treacherous techniques? You are dead today!"
"Left path?"
Before he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
As if the mountain god of Qinglong Mountain was struck by lightning, not only did the crescent shovel come out of his hand, but even his huge body that was ten feet tall also fell back one after another.
When he stabilized his body, he saw a fat young Taoist between him and Zhang Guifang. He was wearing a Taoist robe as white as clouds, and his round and honest face was full of harmlessness. His kind smile is very pleasing to the eye.
At this moment, the young Taoist looked at the mountain god of Qinglong Mountain, "You just said that Jiejiao is a leftist way? What you have cultivated is just a path of incense, and you dare to use an ax in the orthodox front of Xuanmen. Who gave you the courage?"
The mountain god of Qinglong Mountain was shocked and angry. He subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the sky, then looked at the young Taoist and shouted with some sternness, "Are you also a member of the Jie Cult?"
"Hmph, you are worthy of asking about my origins?"
The young Taoist snorted coldly and waved his hand gently, and a divine light seemed to flash in his palm.
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and then the tall figure of the Qinglong Mountain Mountain God and the numerous mountain spirits and wild monsters began to quickly dissipate, and in an instant, only a pile of fly ash was left.
The wind blew away the ashes, leaving only a peaceful mountain top.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Guifang and others were all turned to stone.
They stared at the young Taoist with their mouths open.
The power displayed by the other party gave them a sense of awe as if they were looking up at a high mountain. The seemingly harmless thing also made people sincerely feel insignificant and awe-inspiring.
Zhang Guifang swallowed, looked at the young Taoist and said respectfully: "Jie Jiao disciple Zhang Guifang would like to thank the Immortal for his help. Are you brave enough to ask for the Immortal's title?"
"I...cough cough!"
The young Taoist cleared his throat and said with a smile, "I'm just a passing swordsman."
After a pause, he looked at Zhang Guifang again and said: "You did very well before, but your skills are a bit lacking. It seems that you have practiced the art of calling names to shake gods, so I will teach you the soul-falling art."
Zhang Guifang was overjoyed and quickly bowed and saluted, "Thank you so much for the gift of this skill!"
The young Taoist stretched out his hand and waved towards him gently, saying "Okay", and then it turned into a white light that shot up into the sky.
Faintly, a hearty laugh came, "The Western Taoist friends in front of me should not run away again. Let's sit down and talk."
A surprised voice sounded from the sky, "Who are you?"
The young Taoist's voice came: "As I said just now, I am just a passing swordsman."
"Sword Immortal?"
The clouds and mist were rolling in the sky, and the figure of the Western disciple could not be seen clearly, but Zhang Guifang could imagine his confusion and surprise.
"good!"
"It's the Sword Immortal!"
"If I get the Qingfeng Three-foot Sword, I can kill all the sword immortals who fall into the rainbow in the west!"
Along with the words, there seemed to be a sword light slashing down.
The sharp sword light swept across the sky and the earth!
The clouds and mist above the nine heavens were cut in half and separated to both sides, revealing the blue sky and the bright sun.
"puff!"
A rain of blood fell from the sky, which represented the death of a certain god from the west.
"What a free and unrestrained swordsman who can cut through the rainbow in the west with the Qingfeng Three-foot Sword. He must be the senior of my Jie Jiao!"
Zhang Guifang was so excited that she bowed to the sky and saluted repeatedly.
But the young Taoist has long since disappeared.
What he didn't know was that hundreds of miles away at the southern foot of Qinglong Mountain, a young Taoist landed on the top of the mountain, reached out and took out a scroll of silk books, and slowly unfolded them in front of him.
I saw that the silk book was filled with densely packed poems.
And they are full of more wanton and wild poems such as "Holding the sun and moon and picking stars, there is no one like me in the world", "At present, I am the only young man who dares to ask the heaven and earth to test his edge".
The young Taoist found the sentence he just said, "If you get the three-foot sword from the breeze, you can cut off the western sky and the rainbow falls." He used a pen to write a "" on the back, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, I really like these poems written with the help of my nephew Yu Yuan!"
"The identity of this Sword Immortal is also very suitable."
"Perhaps, this attempt can help me break through the obsession in my heart, and maybe I can truly cross that threshold..."
(End of chapter)
