He Ping'an retracted his hands and waited calmly for General Silver Helmet to take action, looking calm and relaxed.
Seeing He Ping'an being so generous, General Silver Helmet did not immediately cut off the long sword in his hand.
"Hey..."
General Silver Helmet's chest rose and fell, and he suddenly took a long breath. Suddenly, all the Yin Qi within a ten-mile radius of the formation was sucked into his belly, and his momentum increased by another three points.
"cut!"
With a sharp shout, the long sword in the silver-helmet general's hand slashed out with lightning speed. In the light of the sword, the white cold energy and the black Yin energy complemented each other, forming an almost perfect cycle.
"Good sword skills!"
He Pingan sighed in admiration, his eyes showing a trace of solemnity for the first time.
With just one strike, he was already infinitely close to the half-step transcendence state.
The entire formation trembled under the light of the sword, but it still did not disperse.
He Ping'an's Eighty-nine Mysterious Gong was running, and he raised his golden right hand, fluttering towards the incoming sword light.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the black and white sword light hit the golden hand. It was stagnant for a moment, and then shattered.
The powerful aftermath spread out and rushed around the formation, expanding it several times, but in the end it did not break.
He Pingan stood in the center of the fight, but the strong wind could not even lift the corners of his clothes.
General Silver Helmet slashed out this sword, and all his Yin Qi was exhausted. He had no strength. When he saw He Ping'an taking the sword so easily, he suddenly felt despair in his heart. He stopped with the sword, holding himself up without falling.
"Are you General Wei?"
He Pingan looked at the silver-helmeted general in front of him and asked lightly.
"This general will not change his name in office and his surname in office. He is none other than Wei Jinghuan!"
Even though General Silver Helmet's body was hollowed out at this time, he was still full of energy, and his voice came from far away, showing no fear at all: "If you want to kill or behead him, please do as you please. Please don't hurt the sons under my command anymore."
"General!"
"We fought him!"
Thousands of soldiers were drained of their Yin Qi by the sword strike just now, but when they saw Wei Jinghuan interceding for them, they were still excited and rushed forward with their weapons in hand.
"receive!"
He Ping'an glanced at the tens of thousands of soldiers who were rushing forward. A smile of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes. Then gray light flashed in his hand, and an ancient book appeared. Countless red blood lines stretched out from the book. Thousands of soldiers were involved.
"You...I will fight with you!"
When Wei Jinghuan saw this scene, he didn't know how He Ping'an would deal with these soldiers. Anger suddenly arose in his heart. In his eagerness, some strength came out of nowhere in the already limp ghost body.
The sword was slashed out across the sky, and the power of the sword's light was not weaker than before.
"Congratulations General Wei, you really made a breakthrough!"
He Ping'an had a smile on his face and didn't care at all about the sword light that destroyed everything. He extinguished the sword light with a wave of his sleeves.
"What do you mean?"
Wei Jinghuan felt the majestic Yin Qi in his body and knew that due to the desperation just now, he had stepped from the late First Grade to the peak of the First Grade.
At the same time, I also heard the meaning in He Pingan's words. It seemed that he was not here to catch me, but to help him break through.
It’s just that this method of helping to break through is really unheard of.
It didn't make him feel grateful or angry, so he could only look at He Pingan in confusion.
"General Wei, please introduce yourself first. I am a poor Taoist and a crazy Taoist. Everyone in the world calls me the Dragon Riding Martial Saint!"
He Ping'an narrated the story and told Wei Jinghuan everything about how he found out that someone had captured the souls of the Heroic Soul Valley and sold them to Beimang.
"A bunch of bastards from Beimang, they know how to use some tricks!"
Wei Jinghuan cursed angrily, his eyes almost ready to spit fire.
Those two hundred dead souls were all brothers who had been with him through life and death. How could he not be angry in his heart.
Regarding Daxuan's traitors, he was even more fragrant and displayed the essence of Daxuan's country.
When he was done venting, He Ping'an finally asked: "General Wei, I have something unclear, and I would like to ask the general to clarify his doubts."
"Three Crazy Taoist Priests, just ask!"
Wei Jinghuan did not call He Pingan his senior, because he was almost 1,600 years old even when he was alive. Although He Pingan's cultivation level was higher than his, he did not want to call him his senior.
Apart from Taizu Daxuan and Emperor Xuanming, Wei Jinghuan has not yet served a third person.
"Why are you trapped in this formation, and why have you not been reincarnated for thousands of years?"
He Ping'an asked his doubts. In Yi Dan Pavilion, he could roughly see Dan Yao's life, but it was detailed. For example, he was not clear about these questions.
"Well, it's a long story..."
Wei Jinghuan sighed and was about to speak.
But He Pingan interrupted: "Then let's make a long story short, I understand all the previous things."
"???"
Wei Jinghuan glared at He Ping'an, and was about to show off in front of this man and brag about how awesome he was back then, but this three crazy Taoist didn't seem to want to give him this chance.
I can only keep the story short and focus on the key points to tell He Pingan.
It turns out that after Wei Jinghuan and others died and fell into the netherworld, waiting for reincarnation, they suddenly felt a call from the world. All the soldiers were summoned by a mysterious force and returned to the place where they died.
Afterwards, Wei Jinghuan speculated based on the time that Taizu Daxuan should have communicated with heaven and earth when he wrote the three characters of Heroic Soul Valley, and then summoned them back.
But whether Taizu Daxuan did this intentionally or unintentionally, Wei Jinghuan was not sure.
Because Taizu Daxuan did not meet him, it is said that he was seriously injured during the battle in Beimang and needed urgent treatment.
It just so happened that Wei Jinghuan and the ghost soldiers under his command had been marching and fighting all their lives, so they were a little reluctant to be reincarnated.
So he stayed in the Valley of Heroes.
Until hundreds of years later, the ghost soldiers under his command were infiltrated by Yin Qi all year round, and their hostility secretly grew. Although Wei Jinghuan tried his best to restrain them, sporadic ghost soldiers still violated the rules repeatedly.
Even during the reign of Emperor Xuanming, a tragedy occurred. Dozens of ghost soldiers took advantage of Wei Jinghuan's retreat to secretly go out and consume more than twenty strangers in a village.
As soon as this case came out, the whole world was shocked, and even Emperor Xuanming was alarmed.
After all, he was the founding father of Daxuan. He carried swords, shed blood, and died for Daxuan. Even Emperor Xuanming was really in a bit of trouble.
In the end, it was Wei Jinghuan who took the initiative and asked Emperor Xuanming to take action to seal himself and all the soldiers in the Valley of Heroes.
He can only move within the formation. Unless Wei Jinghuan breaks through the transcendence realm, he can break through the formation.
At the same time, Wei Jinghuan personally dispersed the souls of dozens of ghost soldiers and drove them into the netherworld.
Emperor Xuanming not only took action to seal them, but also arranged many methods such as the Qingxin Curse to dissipate the hostility in the formation.
In this way, there will no longer be the trouble of dead souls invading the people in the Heroic Soul Valley.
On the contrary, in the past hundred years, the hostility of these ghost soldiers under Wei Jinghuan has been smoothed away by the formation, and their cultivation has improved to a certain extent.
As for Wei Jinghuan, his cultivation level also gradually increased, reaching the late first-level stage.
Until the end, he encountered the soul of his dead man being captured and taken away by Tan Guardi's large formation.
"Thank you, General Wei, for clearing up the confusion."
He Ping'an cupped his hands and thanked him.
If Emperor Xuanming had set up the formation, there would be no problem. After all, he was the only Martial Saint of Daxuan.
"Now that you know everything, release my sons quickly."
Wei Jinghuan said.
"Pindao is about to discuss this matter with the general."
"General, have you ever thought about leaving the Valley of Heroes and finding another spiritual place?"
He Ping'an was smiling all over his face, like a trafficker holding a lollipop to kidnap a child.
"Change the place? Don't mention this matter!"
When Wei Jinghuan heard this, he immediately refused.
His habit of living here is a trivial matter. The most important thing is that there are inscriptions written by Taizu himself and the formations arranged by Emperor Xuanming.
These two men were kind to him, and they were also the two people he admired the most.
Even now, he often misses their smiles, their shirts, their white robes, and their smell...
