Lingqing was startled when he saw the fetus, and then murmured: "Cang Jie's writing must be complete!
Is this to build a body with merit? still……"
Watching the shadows in the fetus keep changing, it's just that as time goes by, the turtle shape remains longer and longer.
And there is also a faint sense of mania and competitiveness.
Although Lingqing didn't know the specific situation, he felt that something was not good about it.
The Tao seeks purity, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate to be so competitive.
He didn't care whether he would ruin the chance of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, so he used his innate energy to erase his own mark and penetrate it into the womb.
Reciting merit scriptures with your mouth, a bright light shines in the back of your head.
The sound of merit mottos resounded, the spiritual light shone, and the shape inside the womb slowly transformed into a human form.
A restlessness burned outside the fetus like a flame, and Ling Qing drew the Zhuxian Sword to suppress it.
At this point, a golden light flashed, and the fetal cells were peeled off like petals, revealing a baby girl curled up inside.
The baby girl slowly opened her eyes, and when she stood up, she turned around, and the layers of her afterbirth clothes turned into a robe and skirt and draped over her body.
The foot taps gently, landing on the golden flower formed by merit.
Just as he was about to speak, a green lotus suddenly flew towards the baby girl.
The baby girl didn't have time to speak. She sat cross-legged on the golden flower and flew towards Lingqing.
He sang in his mouth: "Return to the truth and be reborn, seek the Tao again, gather the true spirit number and return to the spirit!"
Walk! "
Lingqing was a little surprised when he saw Qinglian, but when he saw the baby girl doing this, he knew it was not a good idea.
Vibrating the Immortal Sword again, the divine swords merged into one and struck directly at Qinglian.
There was a pop.
The Zhuxian Sword cut off a lotus petal from Qinglian, and an even more severe pain rushed straight into Lingqing's heart.
But he had already been mentally prepared before the attack. He used the force of the counter-shock to hold the baby girl in his arms, and a Qingque portal opened in front of him.
The two crashed into it and disappeared.
When the two disappeared, a black and red light appeared again, crossing the place where the two disappeared.
When Lingqing and Lingqing reappeared, they were already in the main hall of the Zuo Historian Office.
He looked at the baby girl in his arms, and then at the turtle who was still in front of Cangjie but had lost his spirit.
There was no time to be surprised when the green lotus appeared again and covered Lingqing and the others.
The petals that had just been cut off were already intact, and it was unknown whether they had grown back or were replaced after falling.
At the same time, a group of black and red figures rushed from behind Ling Qing.
At this moment, Ling Qing felt that everything in the world had become extremely slow.
But the green lotus and black and red figures were extremely fast.
He was not allowed to think about it at all.
Lingqing subconsciously moved a little closer to her arms, and the Twelfth Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus covered the baby girl in her arms and pushed her.
Falling into the arms of Taoist Lingguan, a Qingque portal opened beside him.
Taoist Lingguan reacted quickly, took the Karma Red Lotus and hugged it with both hands, then jumped into the Qingque Gate.
When Ling Qing sent the baby girl out, Qing Lian and Hei Hong's figures turned around and chased after her.
However, after all, he was a little slow, and the remaining image of Qingque was scratched at that time.
When both of them failed, the green lotus suddenly stood in the air, spinning around.
The black and red figure turned out of thin air and turned into a ray of light and slashed towards Ling Qing.
Then a relic rose up from the paused Qinglian, and white air and golden light also shot towards Lingqing.
After Lingqing sent the baby girl away and opened a portal to send her and Taoist priest Lingguan to Shouyang Mountain, she was already thinking about how to escape.
At this time, seeing that both sides were still unwilling to give in, he simply swung his sword and slashed in front of him.
A sword mark broke through the barrier of the world, revealing the endless river outside and the bubbles in the sky.
As soon as he took a step, he got into it and felt the aura of the Eight Immortals World, which turned into a spiritual light and flew away.
After the relic and the black and red light followed the sword marks, they were stunned.
Then a more powerful idea came across the sky.
The relic swayed and dispersed into little golden lights, outlining a figure.
He is six feet tall, has a round light on his head, wears a long robe, and stands on auspicious clouds with his bare feet.
After he glanced at Ling Qing, who had transformed into a spiritual light, he turned around and disappeared.
And the black and red light also flashed and turned into a bloody figure wearing a black and red robe.
He cast a fearful glance at the disappearing figure before catching up with Ling Qing, who turned into a spiritual light and flew by.
However, at this moment, the innate energy in Lingqing's body vibrated and was submerged in the Zhuxian Sword.
Just when he felt it, he noticed that the Zhuxian Sword flashed past and sliced through the figure.
When he came to the side of Zhangliu's figure, he had already disappeared.
The Zhuxian Sword turned around unwillingly and flew back to Lingqing's side without moving.
He didn't have time to think too much, he put away the Zhuxian Sword and continued to fly towards the world of the Eight Immortals.
A ray of light flew out from the world of the Eight Immortals, merged with his aura, and picked him up.
Only a little red blood was left, suspended above the long river of time.
A wave of water hit, and the air machine pushed the drop of blood upward.
After passing through many bubble worlds, you fall into one of them.
It was the Warring States Period, and the Seven Lords wanted to dominate the world.
The two countries of Qin and Zhao were at odds with each other over the struggle for Shangdang. They had been entangled for more than two years. Both sides had their own plans, and now a war is about to break out.
On the Zhao side, because King Zhao believed the slander and saw the war situation stalemate for a long time, Zhao Kuo, who was known for his strategy, replaced the general Lian Po who only knew how to defend success.
In the Qin army's camp, a group of people was quietly welcomed.
Each one is wearing a bamboo hat, a raincoat, and bare hands without any armor or weapons.
Qin General Wang Lu personally welcomed him into the tent, pushed the golden mountain and knocked down the jade pillar, knelt down on one knee with a plop, and said in a deep voice: "The last general welcomes Lord Wu'an!"
The first person took off his bamboo hat and raincoat, revealing his true face, it was Wu'an Jun Bai Qi.
Bai Qi's golden sword stood in the military tent, and a sergeant beside him who also took off his bamboo hat and raincoat took out a roll of silk cloth from his arms and unfolded it.
If Ling Qing were here, he would be able to recognize that this person is Wu Tiantong.
Wu Tiantong unfolded the silk cloth and read: "Now the King of Zhao changes his generals before the battle and destroys Qiancheng.
Wu'an Jun Bai Qi was appointed as the general, and Wang Lu was appointed as the lieutenant general. "
After reading, he folded the silk cloth and held it in his hands, and said to Wang Lu, "General Wang!"
Wang Lang paused and said, "Here!"
He stretched out his hand to take the silk cloth, unfolded it and looked at it to confirm that the content was correct and the seal was unquestionable. He bowed to Bai Qi again and said, "I will obey the general's orders!"
Bai Qi helped him up and said: "General Wang, please forgive me. This battle is related to the fate of the country. Please be careful, General Wang!"
Wang Lu cupped his hands and said, "I will fight even to the death!"
Bai Qi then conspired with Wang Lu to hide the news of the commander-in-chief change, and everyone followed him as guards to paralyze the Zhao army.
After Zhao Kuo was replaced by Zhao Kuo, the Zhao army changed Lian Po's military strategy and began to attack with determination.
Bai Qi used his plan to lead him to Changping, and surrounded him tightly. He charged and killed him four or five times but still couldn't break out.
A battle lasted for five months. When Zhao Kuo personally led his elite to break through again and was shot to death by random arrows, Zhao Jun surrendered.
Looking at the 200,000 Zhao troops at the end of their rope, Bai Qi pondered in his heart.
Although Zhao Kuo has never fought in a battle, he is not an easy person.
In five months, even if he deliberately faked defeat to lure the enemy deeper, he still killed his own army of 200,000 men.
At this time, the Qin army has reached its limit and is now unable to deploy the 200,000 surrendered troops.
Thinking of this, Bai Qi's eyes flashed with a cold light and shouted: "Wu Tiantong obeys the order!"
Wu Tiantong's heart sank when he heard this, but he still came out of class and responded: "The general is here!"
"The Zhao soldiers are repeating themselves. If we don't kill them all, we might cause chaos. You can order 10,000 elite soldiers and I will kill them all."
Wang Lu led his army to surround all directions, just in case! "
"General, obey the order!" Wang Lu and Wu Tiantong felt the murderous intent on Bai Qi's body, which was as solid as a diamond, and their hearts shivered, and they quickly bowed and responded.
A massacre lasted ten days and ten nights. Except for the 240 young men who were selected first, all the Zhao soldiers were wiped out.
Standing in this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, Wu Tiantong exuded a shocking bloody murderous aura.
Bai Qi, on the other hand, was still wearing a white robe, like an old farmer taking a leisurely walk, looking at the harvest fields.
At this time, a bit of Yanhong suddenly appeared in mid-air, sensing the endless blood below, and fell straight down.
Wu Tiantong, who was just comprehending the way to kill, suddenly felt something in his heart. He stretched out a hand and drew it over with a flash of blood.
"Is this the essence of the blood sea?"
(End of chapter)
