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The Five Tones of Kucha: The Great Sound is Rare.
Use the five tones to form a soundproof wall, isolating the sound inside the wall. Although there is only one layer of sound barrier, there is a difference between quiet and noisy.
By the way, the name of this move was given by Gao Gu for Ze Luo before, otherwise Ze Luo himself would not have given it such an elegant name.
Although a few Jingjue warehouse guards managed to escape the sudden attack from Qiuci and the Gao family, they lost all their courage and dropped their weapons which seemed cumbersome when escaping. They did not even dare to look back and stumbled towards the Jingjue military camp.
Gao Yue pulled out an arrow from the carriage, put it on the bow and aimed at the backs of these people.
But before he could shoot the arrow in his hand, those people suddenly fell to the ground without any sign while running, as if their souls were sucked away.
Ze Luo was very familiar with this scene, it was like the moves of an old friend:
"King Yanqi, is that you!?"
"Hehe, Brother Zhe Luo is still so strong and his five senses are sharp. He doesn't look old. His body is already groggy and can't be used anymore."
This person revealed his identity, the King of Yanqi, in his words.
This old man who looked frail and could barely walk properly was actually the King of Yanqi, who was younger than Ze Luo!
In Gao Gu's eyes, King Yanqi was no different from an ordinary old man in his seventies or eighties except for his pair of ink-black eyes. Like a normal old man, he walked in from the main entrance tremblingly, leaning on a cane.
But in the eyes of Zhe Luo and Zu Muretti, there was a dark and evil aura like black smoke lingering around the King of Yanqi. The rich dark and evil aura was no less intense than that of the Jingjue aliens. There was also a snake-like evil spirit and resentment swirling in the eye sockets of the human head on the top of the crutch in his hand.
Although his cultivation was astonishing, his condition was very different from Zhe Luo's. One had muscular body, full of energy, and was a strong man with great vigor when he walked, while the other was already gray-haired, skinny, and even had a hunched back.
Although Ze Luo's Kucha Five Sounds are different from the Central Plains exercises, they are ultimately the same in that they are both righteous methods that aim to preserve both life and death. The exercises practiced by King Yanqi are completely different from these two methods. He practices a more ancient method.
The witchcraft referred to here does not refer to Western magic, but the witchcraft and sacrificial techniques that have been passed down from ancient times in the East.
In ancient times, a wizard was a person who could communicate with the gods of heaven and earth. Witchcraft was also the predecessor of various methods of practice, and was particularly popular during the Xia and Shang dynasties. The method of using the innate qi in the body to communicate and utilize the vital energy between heaven and earth was primitive and barbaric, and the power of witchcraft released was so overbearing and violent that it could almost burn mountains and boil seas.
However, this primitive magic has a big drawback. Witchcraft can only utilize the innate Qi, but does not know how to strengthen and nourish it. Therefore, every time the wizard casts witchcraft, he is destroying himself. This is very similar to the Red Lotus Ninja Technique.
Later, some experts in the Xia and Shang dynasties found a way to cure the problem.
Since the innate Qi becomes less each time it is used, why not just not use your own innate Qi and use other people's innate Qi as a spell material to perform witchcraft. Some people even absorb other people's innate Qi to replenish and restore their own innate Qi.
Therefore, during the Xia and Shang dynasties, sacrifices, especially human sacrifices, became a popular trend. The Xia and Shang nobles vied with each other to use their slaves for sacrifices to replenish the lost innate qi and prolong their lifespans.
But the innate qi of others is not one's own after all. Over time, one's own innate qi will be polluted, and one will become like King Yanqi, neither human nor ghost.
Until the 50th year of Xibo Gai's reign, he was imprisoned in Youli.
During that long period of imprisonment, King Xibo evolved the eight trigrams of the Book of Changes into sixty-four trigrams, and realized the way of the circulation of Qi in the Heavenly Circles. Later, after Lao Tzu's improvement in the Spring and Autumn Period, the Taoist practice method finally came into being and became popular in the world.
However, witchcraft, which was extremely powerful but could not prolong life, took a back seat and was only practiced by a few people in Chu.
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Ze Luo mocked the King of Yanqi: "I heard that you were punished by the Queen of Jingjue."
The King of Yanqi shyly smiled at Ze Luo and said, "I can't help it. I'm getting old, so I have to offer sacrifices more frequently. I accidentally used up some of the offerings prepared for Jingjue, and was unable to gather enough for the annual tribute to Jingjue."
The reason why King Yanqi failed to meet the number of human sacrifices required by Jingjue was not because he was as noble as Hadili. In fact, he was the same kind of person as the Queen of Jingjue. He treated his people like lambs and did not care about the lives of his people at all.
However, last year, something went wrong when King Yanqi was practicing witchcraft, and he became possessed and seriously injured. In order to survive, he killed a large number of people and absorbed their innate qi to heal himself. At first, he was unable to gather the number of people that the Queen of Jingjue wanted.
The Queen of Jingjue asked for half of the people this time, which has already hurt the vitality of the Yanqi Kingdom. The King of Yanqi is already getting older, and more and more sacrifices will be needed to prolong his life and heal his injuries. If he offers all the people to the Queen of Jingjue, will he still have the resources to practice?
So when Gao Gu came to persuade him, he gritted his teeth and joined the rebellion.
Chapter 155: Burning the Essence
In addition, King Yanqi had another reason for participating in the rebellion against Jingjue that he did not reveal.
It is rumored that King Wu Ding of the Shang Dynasty once had a magic pearl in his hand, called the Huochen Pearl. This pearl can transform a person, and can be used to replace the innate Qi, so as to perform witchcraft without loss.
He had coveted this pearl for many years, and the eyeball-shaped totem of the Jingjue Kingdom happened to be very similar to the description of the Zhuchen Pearl. King Yanqi had long suspected that the Zhuchen Pearl had fallen into the hands of the Jingjue Queen, but due to the powerful strength of the Jingjue Queen, he dared not make any move.
If the rebellion against the Queen of Jingjue is successful this time, it will be a good opportunity to enter the Jingjue Palace and find clues about the Zhuchen Pearl.
Ze Luo waved his hand to the King of Yanqi and said, "Where are the weapons prepared for you? Let your people take them away."
King Yanqi would naturally not come to Jingjue City with such a small number of people, so he let Yanqi's army disguise as human sacrifices brought by King Yanqi and enter the city on the pretext of atonement.
But although this excuse allowed the Yanqi army to come in, it did not give them an excuse to carry weapons, so these soldiers were unarmed.
So what Ze Luo said to the Jingjue warehouse clerk just now, that these weapons were not for Jingjue, was not a lie. This batch of weapons was not only a gimmick for Qiuci to enter Jingjue, but also weapons prepared for the Yanqi army.
When the followers behind King Yanqi went to get weapons, Ze Luo asked casually, "How many people did you bring with you?"
King Yanqi laughed and said, "Not as many as King Qiuci, only about a thousand people, but I brought these people with me and have no intention of taking them back, so Brother Zeluo can use them as much as he wants."
His tone was gentle, but there was a coldness and ruthlessness in his words.
The King of Yanqi was proficient in ancient witchcraft and had also obtained the evil technique of creating witch servants from the Yiqu tribe in the pre-Qin period. He could use Yiqu witchcraft to destroy a person's three souls, making the person lose the ability to think and only be able to obey the wizard's orders like a puppet. He could then use herbs to paralyze the person's body so that he felt no pain.
Feeling no pain, fearless of life and death, and possessing immense strength, these puppets created by the evil magic of the ancient Yiqu witches are comparable to the puppets created by the King of Dian using the magic of the Yiqu witches.
However, Yanqi Kingdom was far less powerful than the ancient Dian Kingdom, and the King of Yanqi was not as erudite as King Xian, so these more than a thousand witch servants were the entire assets of Yanqi Kingdom.
Under Ze Luo's cover, the servants brought by King Yanqi silently drove away the carriage loaded with armor.
The rest of the people waited in the warehouse for the signal from Hu Xiuwu.
The King of Yanqi now had time to look around at the people present. He had seen Gao Gu and other Zaklama people before. In his eyes, the Gao family members clearly had marks of sacrifice on them, and they were sacrifices marked by other wizards.
In fact, this was also one of the reasons why King Yanqi finally believed Gao Gu, but the person who attracted his attention the most among the people present was Zumureti, who was wearing a hooded cloak and did not reveal his face.
Zumureti's soul, which was as dazzling and pure as a gem, was the best tonic for him. Especially when consuming such pure innate qi, he didn't have to worry about polluting his soul.
King Yanqi, like the ants that saw the food, came closer to Zumuretti with a sticky and wet smell: "I wonder who this person is? I seem to have never seen him before."
Zumureti took a few steps back. With her telepathic ability, she could sense Yanqi's hidden malice. It was not like the evil intentions of an ordinary person, but more like the greed of a wild wolf when it sees a gazelle.
Ze Luo stood in front of Zumuret. The battle was imminent, and King Yanqi could not afford to mess around. "Don't you know her? She is the wife of Gumo Prince Hadili. Hadili's ability can defeat you."
Ze Luo's words immediately awakened the greedy King Yanqi. After Gao Gu reached a cooperation with King Yanqi, he naturally showed him his own strength to reassure him, so Gao Gu revealed the true situation of Hadili to him.
King Yanqi calmed down and took two steps back, moving away from Zumuredi:
"Oh, she is Gumo's jewel, Zumureidi. I heard that Hadili is actually a congenital extraordinary person. No wonder the princess married him."
Looking at the dying appearance of King Yanqi, one can tell that he is a typical strange person who only cultivates his nature but not his destiny. A dagger can take his life.
The assassin is the nemesis of the mage. Even Hadili before was enough to deal with him, not to mention that now he has obtained the Red Lotus Ninja Technique and his combat power has soared. It is more than enough to deal with the fragile King Yanqi.
But more importantly, King Yanqi remembered Zumureti's identity. She was a devout believer. By absorbing the innate qi of devout believers, it was very likely that her beliefs would distort his mind.
Oh, what a pity that such a tonic food is mixed with poison.
Seeing the slightly disgusted look on King Yanqi's face, Zumuredi was confused.
What's going on? I haven't even started to dislike you yet, why do you dislike me first?
Without the interference of King Yanqi, several people in the warehouse were nervously waiting for the signal from Hadili. The Queen of Jingjue had been dominating the Western Regions for a long time, and her godlike image had long been imprinted in the minds of the people in the Western Regions.
Even if one has made full preparations, one cannot help but feel a little nervous when the time comes. This is true even for someone as strong as Zhe Luo or as wise as Gao Gu. Li Shimin was also nervous before launching the Xuanwu Gate Incident. All emperors were like this, so how could they be the same?
Fortunately, after waiting for a few minutes, Zumurerti raised his head and said to Zeluo in a crisp voice:
"Hadili sent me a message that they have already taken action."
"Okay, let's get started! Good men of Kucha, start training."
Under the control of the five tones of Kucha, Zhe Luo's voice seemed to have life, and it only penetrated the ears of the people present, and not a single sound was transmitted to the military camp next door.
Hearing Ze Luo's order, the Kucha soldiers broke the mud seal on the wine jar, took out the pottery jar that sank into the wine jar, then untied the hand guards tied to their arms and turned them into a strange short leather rope.
This strange rope is half a person's length and is made up of two leather ropes of the same length. A leather bag is used to connect the two ropes at the bottom of the rope, making it like a small swing. The leather bag at the bottom is just enough to hold the pottery jar containing the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil.
Ze Luo no longer trusted Gao Gu as much as he did before, and Gao Gu was really good at keeping secrets, so Gao Gu only now knew about this weapon that seemed to be compatible with the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil.
Seeing Gao Gu's strange and surprised expression, Zhe Luo was very satisfied and sneered:
"Gao Gu, do you really think I don't know the shortcomings of the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil? The reason why I received its formula is that I am confident that I can turn a bad thing into an excellent one!"
The Kucha soldiers were seen skillfully putting the pottery jars into leather bags and spinning the ropes vigorously, one circle, two circles, and the speed was getting faster and faster, even leaving an afterimage of a disc above their heads.
When the speed reaches its limit, the soldier seizes the opportunity to release a belt, and the pottery jar in the leather bag is thrown out along the direction of the tangent.
It drew a perfect parabola in the air, and in front of everyone's astonished eyes, it easily leaped fifty feet, passed over the high walls and barriers, and entered the Jingjue military camp.
Gao Gu was speechless: "Cannon rope?"
The slingshot, one of mankind's oldest throwing weapons, naturally also existed in the Central Plains, but with a different name.
After the invention of the trebuchet, which had a longer range and stronger throwing ability, the slingshot gradually took a backseat. This thing was rarely seen in the Central Plains anymore, so Gao Gu didn't think of it for a while.
But Ze Luo was different. He had been in the Western Regions for so many years and had seen people from Sindhu use slingshots to throw boulders a hundred or two hundred meters away.
So when he heard Hu Xiuwu's words that night, he immediately thought that the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil could be used in conjunction with the slingshot.
A hundred people from Kucha attacked in groups, and the sound of breaking wind was continuous, like thousands of bullets being fired at the same time, and hundreds of pottery jars were thrown into the Jingjue camp.
The clay pot touched the ground, and in an instant, the military camp turned into a raging sea of fire. The hot air rolled up and rose, and the flames pierced the sky. Countless wails of pain were mixed in the flames.
The war has officially begun!
Chapter 156 Humanoid Infrasound
The Kucha soldiers were divided into several teams, and they used slingshots to throw the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil into the Jingjue camp without stopping.
The fire in the military camp became more and more fierce. The sea of fire was like an arrogant tourist, wearing bright red clothes, but painting everywhere it went into charred black. Many Jingjue soldiers were resting in the tent when the fire broke out, and they fell directly into the fire, being licked by the flames and sucking out the water in their bodies.
The aliens transformed by the Queen of Jingjue are also divided into different levels, just like the reliefs outside the palace. The levels are strictly defined and the differences between aliens of different levels are huge.
For example, in the Eluohai City, Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo could easily deal with a group of ordinary followers of the Samsara Sect, but for the Doji who looked more like a snake monster than a human, Hu Xiuwu had to use the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash and the blessing of Gengjin's evil spirit to be able to chop him down.
Ordinary Jingjue people are still afraid of fire, high temperatures and poisonous smoke.
The Fire Dragon Oil from the Western Region will burn as soon as it comes into contact with air. One of its raw materials is the last famous chemical fuel in later generations, petroleum. Once petroleum burns, it will naturally produce deadly poisonous smoke.
In the fire scene, many people did not die directly from the flames, but mostly from suffocation and poisonous smoke. Even a non-human monster like Doji still needed to breathe.
Bang, bang,
Many Jingjue Yiren's faces turned red, veins bulged, their eyes were bloodshot from the poisonous flames, and they fell to the ground, strangling their necks with both hands. The tender respiratory tract in their necks had been burned, causing them unbearable pain.
In just this period of time, dozens of Jingjue soldiers died forever in the fire and became nutrients for the sea of fire.
But not all the Jingjue people just sit there and wait for death.