Blood-sealed spiritual seal!?
Countless fragments flashed through Shui Han's mind, including Sister Yuxian, Xiaoli, broken bottles, blood, iron gates, seals...
Why, isn't this Sister Yuxian's trick? Why does King Yan know this?
The sealing technique passed down from generation to generation in the Yan Kingdom to seal the burning flames, could it be this blood-seal spirit seal! ?
It’s so messy, everything is so messy.
Shui Han's mind was buzzing. These seemingly unrelated people and things were suddenly connected, leaving him at a loss for a moment.
However, there was obviously no time to let him know what to do now.
Because the changes in his body quickly covered up Shui Han's thoughts.
The complex, round, blood-red curse seal that revealed an ancient aura gradually faded and disappeared in King Yan's palm, but it fully appeared on Shui Han's right arm. The red light emitted from the curse seal gradually enveloped Shui Han. At the same time, the scars all over Shui Han's body were gradually healing, and even the terrible wounds on his ankles that were tearing to the bone were being repaired and restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Shui Han felt that a powerful, diverse, indescribable magical power was continuously flowing into his body through the curse mark on his right arm. At this moment, he seemed to see a snow mountain, Although Shui Han saw this snow mountain for the first time, he was very familiar with it, as if he had climbed it countless times. He could clearly feel that it was a snow mountain that he had never successfully climbed.
He practiced hard and practiced eighteen techniques to build his body. He successfully achieved enlightenment with the help of Zhiwu. He continued to fight with wild beasts. He was beaten wildly by Zhongqiu in Qijunziping. All these efforts seemed to be for the purpose of transcending. This snow mountain in front of you.
In the previous state of mind, martial arts cultivation entered the pseudo realm of bone tempering, and Dharma cultivation on Qijunziping entered the upper realm of Bagua. The feeling given to Shuihan was extremely weak. If I had to say that I felt anything, it would be on the way to the top of the mountain. It's just a few steps, and these few steps are nothing more than trivial matters when it comes to mountain climbing.
Now, the top of the snow-capped mountain that was originally out of reach felt so close to Shui Han, as if he could cross the mountain and reach the peak of his dream as long as he took a step forward.
Shui Han took a step forward.
He had to step forward because he felt that there was a force behind him pushing him forward. The force was like several pairs of hands, yes, several pairs of hands. Although he was not sure how many pairs it was, he could be sure that it was definitely more than one pair.
King Yan, who had all white beard and hair, fell to the ground and almost stumbled. Qin Wuyang's eyes quickly caught him with his hands. King Yan managed to stand still under the support, but he immediately focused his eyes on Qin Wuyang's palm. King Yan had grown up watching the Goting Guard Interrogator. There was a medium-deep wound on his palm that was bleeding. It was obvious that Qin Wuyang had just cut the wound himself.
Just now, when Shui Han's whole body was emitting red light and attracting everyone's attention, no one noticed that the same blood-red curse seal appeared out of thin air in front of Qin Wuyang, but the curse seal did not look physical, but like It was a phantom. When the phantom of the cursed seal appeared, Qin Wuyang immediately cut his palm with a knife and let the blood flow out without any reason. The blood that flowed out was actually sucked into it by the phantom of the cursed seal in the air. , and immediately, the shadow disappeared and turned into a faint light, flying into the body of the curse seal on Shui Han's right arm.
The name Blood-Sealing Spiritual Seal sounds like a simple sealing technique. In fact, it is indeed a sealing technique, but this seal is not simple.
The Blood-Sealing Spirit Seal can not only be opened with the blood of two people, but can be opened with the blood of any number of people. In other words, three, five, ten or even a hundred people can open the Blood-Sealing Spirit Seal. The essence of this seal is , rather than using the blood as a guide to open the effectiveness of the seal formation, it is better to say that the blood is used as a guide to transmit the blood master's own magic into the curse seal, and the gathered mana is used to maintain the effectiveness of the seal.
The mana transmitted by a person donating blood is equivalent to half of his own mana, and the mana donated in this form belongs to the original law. The original law is related to the essence of life. The person donating blood may be injured if he falls into a situation. In severe cases, it will directly damage the Dharma channels of the whole body, and it will be difficult to recover for life.
The former is Qin Wuyang, and the latter is Yan Xi. At this time, Yan Xi's whole body has been damaged, and the dead leaves are falling.
At this time, at the same time that Qin Wuyang cut his palm, at the head of the east gate of Jicheng, on the Great Wall of Northern Xinjiang, in the western border of Yulu Pass, and in the Gongshu's mechanism box, Major General Gao Jianli, a disciple of the Fragrant Sword God, , the fourth prince of the Yan Kingdom rejected the Northern General Yan Gui, the current commander-in-chief of the Xiao Family Army, the General of the Western Expedition Lu Yanbin, and the third prince of the Yan Kingdom Yan Ting, Prime Minister and Langzhong Ling Yan Fu, all had a red-light cursed seal in front of them. , and they all unanimously used various methods to cut somewhere on their bodies and donated their blood without any hesitation.
The same phantom also appeared in front of some members of the Gotei Guard, and they did not hesitate at all.
Because these people were prepared for this day. They usually scattered among the eight Gotei Guards to complete their work, but when the Blood-Sealing Spirit Seal was opened, their mission was only one, and that was to sacrifice their lives. own blood.
All of these people who donated blood were the ninth division of the Gotei Guard that had never been made public, the Skeleton Division.
Yes, what the Jieyi Hall symbolizes is not Yanxi and Xiaoting, but everyone in the Jieyi Department.
The blood, which represents half of the donor's mana, is continuously gathered through the phantom of the cursed seal. This gathered mana can be used to maintain the seal, but it can also be used in another way, such as attaching the seal to someone. As long as the seal is opened, the mana will gather into the person's body. As long as there are enough people and the mana is strong enough, this method of gathering the power of many people plus one person can theoretically make the person with the seal instantly stronger. skyrocketing, or even breaking through.
The premise is that that person's body can support this sudden surge in mana.
The old Yan King Yanxi sighed lightly, the truth behind Bailongyin of Juuluguan defeating the four major elephants of the Snow Kingdom with the realm of five elements was this blood-sealing spirit seal.
Yan Xi's eyes were cloudy and his white hair was messy. He had just forcibly passed the Blood-Sealing Spirit Seal to Shui Han. Firstly, he knew very well that with his physical condition, it was impossible to withstand the gathered spells. Secondly, as Xiaoting, His grandson, it was really fate that this young man in front of him came to save the country of Yan.
"Why--"
The old man sighed again. He had owed many people in his life, but these debts were temporary. Only Xiaojia, the man who stood at the pinnacle of power in the Yan Kingdom, owed him a lifetime of debt.
Qing'er just misunderstood him because of Xiaoting's affairs, and the relationship between father and daughter was a little indifferent. One day she would understand that he was not in pain; when Sixi's father-in-law exchanged identities with him, he himself was already terminally ill and had died soon. This eunuch who had grown up with him died for his country, which was considered his best ending, and he felt no pain.
But Xiaoting is his brother, his eldest brother, the Yan Kingdom's general who conquers the west, and the spiritual symbol of the iron-blooded Yan. He has guarded the western border for the Yan Kingdom for twenty years. Breaking the border caused great damage to his vitality, and he died soon. He dedicated his whole life to the Yan Kingdom, but he could not die well. His brother, the king of the Yan Kingdom, personally cut off his head and sent it to the Snow Kingdom as a bargaining chip for peace. Yan Xi owes him twenty more years of peace in the Western Region, and the entire Yan Kingdom owes him.
Yan Xi's eyes were blurry. He was in pain. He was in pain. Some long-standing and heavy memories kept intruding into his mind. They also invaded into the mind of Shui Han who had taken away half of his mana.
…
In the Jieyi Hall, a man in white clothes stood upright, with a resolute face but a haggard look. He was Xiaoting, and opposite him stood Yan Xi, a man with black hair in his prime.
Xiao Ting's voice was accompanied by a slight cough, but it was firm. He said:
"Your Majesty, I forcibly opened the Blood-Sealing Spirit Seal during the battle at Zhulu Pass. Now my body is no longer what it used to be. The people in the Snow Country don't know about it yet. It's not a pity for me to die with my broken body. But if the Snow Country knows about it, I will die." In this situation, the Western Territory will be in danger. At this moment, there is only one way to save Baima City."
"Okay, I know big brother has a solution, tell me quickly."
"The king will kill me because of his superior achievements, and then send my head to Jinghong City as a peace bargaining chip in exchange for peace in the west of Yan Kingdom."
"What..., no! Brother, how can you be so stupid? If you die, Xue Country will no longer care about you. How can Xue Jinghong be so old-fashioned and agree to our request for peace just because of your death? Moreover, even if it is really possible, It’s impossible for me to do this!”
"No, she will. The Snow Country has been fighting fiercely with our Yanxi Army for several years, and the country has long been exhausted. Xue Jinghong also knows that the country needs to recuperate and recuperate. The reason why he does not withdraw his troops now is because the resentment towards me in the army cannot be overcome. Calm down, secondly, she is not sure whether you are the king and whether you are a king who will pose a threat to the Snow Kingdom.
As long as the king kills me at this time, firstly, the resentment in the Xueguo army will subside, and secondly, the king can hide his clumsiness. Xue Jinghong will definitely think that the king is short-sighted, and even if you let you develop, you will not pose a threat to her, so he will feel at ease. The land will retreat, and we, the Yan State, can also take a breather.
The ministers have repeatedly deduced that if everything goes well, the peace of Baima City can be guaranteed for at least twenty years. During these twenty years, the king must learn from King Goujian of Yue, work hard to govern, and secretly recharge his batteries. When the time is right, he will seal the city with a sword. Throat, it took a lot of painstaking efforts. "
"Brother, you..., no, absolutely not, there must be other ways!"
"Your Majesty, we have known each other for many years and we are like brothers. You know me and I know you. Now even if I am not dead now, I am just a half-wasted person. What I just said is right in your heart. This is the best way. I beg your Majesty to make it happen!”
"No! Yi'er is still so young, Qing'er admires you so much, and the people believe in you so much, how could I..."
"So! This method will not only sacrifice my life, but also your reputation for the rest of your life. My son, your children, and even the entire country of Yan will hate you, and your reputation will become very bad. You You will be spurned by countless people, but you must desecrate yourself so much that Xue Jinghong will despise you and give Yan State time to recharge.
Hi, for the sake of this country, we brothers are destined to sacrifice. Are you willing to join us? "
Xiaoting stretched out his hand to Yanxi.
"me……"
Tears blurred Yan Xi's vision. He is the king, the king of a country. Since he took power, no matter what happens, he has been calm and composed. Not to mention crying, he rarely even changes his face. But today, here In the Jieyi Palace, facing the person he trusted most, facing his brother, he cried like a child.
He knew that Xiaoting's decision was right and was the most beneficial to Yan State, but he also knew that he could not do this. In addition to being a king, he was also a human being, a flesh and blood man!
"Fool, when you sit in this position, you are no longer Yan Xi. You are King Yan. Everything you do must put the interests of this country first. After tonight, you will be a real widower."
Xiaoting touched Yan Xi's head and drank the wine in his hand with a smile. It was a cup of poisonous wine that he had brought over and prepared for himself.
Bailongyin Xiaoting, the general of Yan State's expedition to the west and commander of the Yanxi army, died.
"From now on, the Yan Kingdom will be entrusted to you."
Hehe, he is such a selfish person. Once he dies, he will become a true widower.
That day, there was a man wailing alone in the Jieyi Hall. The wailing lasted all night, but no one noticed because the wailing man deliberately restrained his voice. He covered his face with his clothes and kept twitching his body. Just like that, Until dawn.
It’s so hard. When you become a king, you can’t even cry.
That was Yan Xi's last cry.
…
A tear fell down his cheek, it was Shui Han's tear. Countless mana gathered into his body through the curse mark on his left arm, and countless memory fragments also gathered into his mind. After a period of physical and mental confusion, his consciousness finally gradually regained consciousness. , he opened his eyes, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life and pity, a look he could only possess after having gone through endless years and seen all the ups and downs of the world.
The red light covering his whole body gradually dissipated, and Shui Han's body had completely recovered, without even a single flaw. He slowly landed on the ground and said slowly:
"Next, leave it to me."
