Unfortunately, the green and blue dragon was clumsy and slow in movement. He could only stop at the Qiyun Mountain Col and wait and see what happened.
The Qin soldiers and Taoist priest Xiyun faced each other and were ready to go.
The mountains are filled with thick clouds, and the grass and trees under the mountains are all covered with soldiers. Taoist Master Xiyun asked Princess Liehui and her party to evacuate safely. He shouldered the moral responsibility and was determined to save fellow Taoists Qiyun. The entire Qiyun Mountain was immersed in a tense fighting atmosphere.
"Hurry up, hurry up, why are you dawdling?" The leader of the Qin soldiers urged Taoist priest Xiyun, and the soldiers from both sides gathered outside the Taoist temple. Taoist priest Xiyun shook off the Qin Bing leader's hand and stared at him angrily with his eyes wide open. Taoist Master Xiyun is unwilling to let so many innocent disciples accompany him to death, but now that none of the disciples are willing to leave, it is time to come up with a perfect strategy to preserve the power of the entire Qiyun Mountain!
Thousands of mountains stand still, and everyone is still. The soldiers on both sides stood quietly and looked at each other.
Since Taoist Master Xiyun came to this mountain to practice Taoism, he has practiced martial arts, promoted Taoism, solved problems for the people, rescued people in emergencies, and became one with the local people. When they are busy, the fellow Taoists are farmers who help with the harvest; when they are not busy, the farmers are fellow Taoists who go up to the mountains to practice. Up and down the mountain, fish and water depend on each other. However, now, the entire Qiyun Mountain is in trouble. Taoist priest Xiyun was worried and looking for a way to solve the problem.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. Taoist Xiyun thought of the breath-holding technique. Can he use the breath-holding technique to confuse the Qin soldiers and rescue all the disciples in the mountain? Taoist priest Xiyun knew that it was very dangerous, and it might even cost him his life. When a man is born and his righteousness lasts forever, it is better to sacrifice his life to fight for it! The decision has been made, and I will work hard to save Qi Yun!
"Do you want my life? Do you want my head to be handed over to the King of Qin to receive the reward?" Taoist priest Xiyun looked at the leader of the Qin soldiers and said neither humble nor overbearing:
"I can give you my life, but you must agree to let me release all the fellow Taoists and disciples in Qiyun Mountain."
"Stop talking nonsense! Don't ask me to take action." The leading soldier still did not dare to take action, but he seemed to have lost his previous timidity and seemed to have regained his strength.
Taoist priest Xiyun calmed down, closed his lips tightly, and closed his eyes gently. He used the breath-holding technique taught by his master to stop his breathing. Facing the sword of the leader of the Qin soldiers, his face remained unchanged and his heart did not beat. He held his breath and fell suddenly in front of the Qin soldiers and disciples:
"It is the right thing to save the living people,
May the pure energy fill the universe forever!
Mountains and rivers weep for love,
The sky and the earth shine together with the sun and moonlight. "
"Master! Master!" The disciples shouted and swarmed up, fell beside Taoist Xiyun, and cried loudly.
At this time, the heavy rain did not stop, and there was a sound of wind, rain, and crying. The fire at the bottom of the mountain still did not stop, and gradually spread to the top of the mountain.
The leading soldier stretched out the tip of his knife to explore, but there was no movement at all from Taoist Xiyun!
"You faked your death! How could you die so quickly?" The leading soldier was dubious. Then, he squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and probed Taoist Xiyun's nose:
"Ouch! I'm so out of breath. This damn Taoist priest Xiyun is so out of breath! He would actually seek death and kill himself."
"Master!" For a time, hundreds of Taoist priests in the mountain crowded together in a panic and desperately crowded around Taoist Xiyun, their cries shaking the sky.
The Qin soldiers looked at Taoist Priest Xiyun who was lying on the ground, upright and stiff, and looked at each other, dumbfounded. But they were very timid inside and retreated one after another, sliding down the mountain. Taoist priest Xiyun, who was upright and highly capable, confronted Qin Bing like this. Fighting with all your heart to save Qi Yun, only righteousness can remain in the world!
The mountain god of Qiyun Mountain gritted his teeth when he witnessed all this. This is truly an unprecedented disaster in Qiyun Mountain. For a time, the pines roared, the river moaned, and the birds fluttered and flew around, making plaintive calls. They were in a trance singing lamentations for Taoist Priest Xiyun, and in a trance they were praying for the fate of the entire Qiyun Mountain.
The Jade Emperor looked at everything in Qiyun Mountain in the lower realm in the sky, shook his head, and said to himself: Qiyun Mountain is experiencing disasters one after another. The plague demon changes its face and seeks to cause harm to the world, gathering hatred and resentment to cause harm to all living beings. The hegemony of the Qin State was full of desires, killing everyone and endangering Qi Yun.
After a while, the people on the mountain came to their senses a little, but the fire at the bottom of the mountain became more and more fierce, and the fire was about to burn near the Taoist temple. People were worried, but there was nothing they could do.
The Taoist priests carried Taoist priest Xiyun to the martial arts training platform in the back alley of the Taoist temple. There was silence in the Taoist temple. The fellow Taoists worked quietly, setting up the stage, cutting paper, and writing, with tears in their eyes. The women among the common people were crying but did not dare to speak out. In less than an hour, the mourning hall was decorated. There were about a dozen Taoist priests standing guard in front of the spirit.
The other Taoist priests all held swords and guns and shouted, "Master, we want to avenge you!" and quickly killed them.
"Come on, avenge the master! Don't let the master die in vain!" "Revenge the master! Don't let the master die in vain!"
As the saying goes, the mourning soldiers will win. All the people and Taoist priests in the mountains picked up their weapons and fought forward with all their strength. One of them was worth ten, and they swept across and faced the Qin soldiers. Wherever they went, they were irresistible.
The Qin soldiers were caught off guard and retreated down the mountain one after another.
The scene of putting out a fire suddenly appeared in the green and blue dragon's mind, and he muttered: "Do you want me to put out the fire? But I am as clumsy as an ox, I am fat, and it is difficult to move. How can I save it?" He still stayed on the mountainside to watch what was going on.
For a moment, the Jade Emperor turned into a lark and said in the ear of the green and blue dragon: "My child, you have to put out the fire! I will borrow water from the Yellow River for you!"
"Master!" The green and blue dragon blurted out, whether it was subconsciously or the reappearance of his experience in heaven. Immediately, he flew up to the sky above Qiyun Mountain with a column of water in his mouth. He gathered the power of the water and concentrated it to hover over the Taoist temple of Taoist Master Xiyun. Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the Henan area, strong winds blew, heavy rain poured down, and yellow torrents poured down. The heavy rain over Qiyun Mountain rushed down like the water of the Yellow River. The green and blue dragon ran, jumped, and rolled in the air, and the water waterfall in its mouth kept pouring down. Qiyun Mountain was a blur, like splashing yellow turbidity, diffuse water vapor, soaring fire, and thick black smoke, forming two intertwined streams. The undercurrents are tangled and intertwined. Huge water surged towards Qin Bing.
Qin Bing played with fire and burned himself. Then, a huge torrent spit out from the green and blue dragon's mouth and poured down. First of all, the dry firewood in Qiyun Mountain and the fierce south wind increased the intensity of the fire. Some Qin soldiers were burned to death, some were burned, and some ran desperately and rolled down the mountain, falling to death alive.
Then, there was another huge torrent, rushing down the Qin soldiers. The Qin soldiers were even more unable to guard against it. Some were choked to death by the water, some rolled down the rock edge, and some fell off the cliff...
Water and fire met and surrounded the Qin soldiers. The leader of the Qin soldiers was lucky enough to hide behind a huge rock. He hugged the rock tightly with both hands and looked up at the sky. Huge water columns poured directly on his head, face and body. He watched all the Qin soldiers coming up the mountain. When the army was destroyed, he trembled all over, looked up to the sky and sighed: "God's will is like this! God's will is like this!" He hit his head on this huge rock and died!
Later generations called this huge stone in Qiyun Mountain the "Wei Qin Stone".
After a while, the huge fire in Qiyun Mountain was suppressed by the sudden flood.
After the fire died down and the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed and the wind cleared. After the violent storm and rain, the Taoist priests and the common people looked at the charred tree stumps and the withered and barren hillsides, and looked up to the sky and roared:
"What a sin! These lush and lush vegetation were destroyed in one day."
Looking at the burned-out mountain, the fallen tree trunks were a mess. The mountain god of Qiyun Mountain also closed his eyes in pain: "My living creature!"
The Taoist priests also lost many companions. The Taoist priests who survived gathered together, all of them were gray-headed, panting, and very embarrassed. This cruel and merciless melee dealt a fatal blow to fellow Taoist Qi Yunshan.
"Master! Master!" Suddenly a little Taoist priest burst into tears. "You can keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood! Fortunately, God has the virtue of a good life and didn't take our lives! Why don't we go pay homage to Master!" (To be continued)
