Chapter 292: The Destruction of Heshan Road
Chapter 292: The Destruction of Heshan Road (Part 2)
Xu Qing held the Weiyang Sword tightly in his hand, the sword flashing with cold light, as if telling the mystery and weight of the Zhuge family's thousand-year heritage.
Because he possesses the Weiyang Sword, Xu Qing has a profound understanding of Zhuge's martial arts that is difficult for others to achieve.
His realm is now unfathomable, and he exudes an awe-inspiring aura, as if he has transcended the limits of the mundane world.
During the discussion with Feng Wu, Xu Qing perfectly integrated his understanding of Zhuge's skills with the Xuantian Miaoyin Xisui Dafa.
The two were immersed in a fusion of wisdom and power, repeatedly deducing every possible detail.
In the end, it only took them one night to find a solution.
Feng Wu felt a little unsatisfied.
It was rare for her to have such a profound spiritual connection with her husband!
Xu Qing left the dream under the resentful look of his wife!
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In the military camp.
Xu Qing's demonic body slowly stretched out his Heaven-Mending Tribulation Hand and gently stroked the frost blade of the Weiyang Sword.
In an instant, the cloud pattern on the sword's spine seemed to be given life and moved nimbly. This was the "Rhythm of Heaven" that had been passed down by the Zhuge family for thousands of years.
At the same time, the melody of the Xuantian Miaoyin Xisui Dafa flowed slowly around his body like a flexible silk thread, creating a strange and wonderful resonance with the sword chant.
Until the third sword chant sounded, like a sharp ray of light, piercing the darkness before dawn.
Something amazing happened.
A drop of inky dew slowly condensed at the tip of the sword, and the dew emitted a strange aura. It was the embodiment of the "Thousand Poison Soul Seal" that He Shandao used to control poisonous insects.
"It is true." Xu Qing whispered to himself.
He gently shook the sword, and the dewdrop instantly exploded, transforming into thousands of phantom poisonous insects.
Incomplete runes of the "Heshan Secret" appeared on the abdomen of each poisonous insect. Under the reflection of the clear light emitted by the Bu Tian Jie Hand, they appeared extremely clear, and even the smallest lines were visible.
Xu Qing controlled the sound waves transformed from the sword chant, and swept across the runes carefully like a fine comb.
At the same time, the poisonous snakes and insects inside and outside the military camp seemed to be pulled by some powerful force, especially the poisonous snakes, whose scales suddenly stood up.
Their originally cold-blooded snake eyes were now filled with restlessness, as if they were being called by something more tempting than blood.
It turned out that the music played by Xu Qing using his sword as a piano was reversing Heshan Dao's insect-control spell. The unique melody seemed to have a magical power that made these poisonous snakes involuntarily obey his command.
In the dense jungle in the distance, countless green centipedes seemed to have suddenly gone mad. They turned around and fiercely bit the wrists of the Insect Taming Sect members.
The believers screamed in agony, their faces filled with fear and despair. They could never have imagined that the poisonous insects, which they could control with ease on a normal day, would now turn around and attack them.
When the first ray of morning light pierced through the thick poisonous fog like a sharp sword, Xu Qing was already standing quietly on a platform.
Around the platform, there were many Heshan sentinels whose bodies had been eaten by poisonous insects and turned into bones. These bones looked particularly eerie and terrifying under the morning light.
Xu Qing frowned slightly, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. He flicked his sleeves lightly, and a powerful force surged out instantly. Under the influence of this force, all the bones were instantly turned into powder and drifted in the air with the breeze, as if they had never existed.
Then, as if a miracle had occurred, several extremely powerful purple thunder cannons appeared out of nowhere without any warning.
These purple thunder cannons have unique shapes, and their bodies are engraved with mysterious and complex runes. Each rune emits a faint lightning light, as if telling of their extraordinaryness.
Although the gunners who followed had been reminded by Champion Marquis Xu Liushou long ago, they were still stunned when they saw the cannons appear out of thin air.
Their eyes were filled with shock and awe, and a question arose in their hearts: Can the Marquis really create things out of thin air? This unimaginable scene gave them a deeper understanding of Xu Qing's abilities, and also filled them with confidence in the upcoming battle.
Originally, it was extremely difficult to transport the artillery to this platform successfully.
The terrain here is steep and the mountain roads are rugged, and the transportation process is full of difficulties and obstacles.
However, now Xu Qing has easily solved this biggest problem with his powerful strength and mysterious magical powers.
Moreover, these cannons are all of the latest models, embodying the most advanced firearms manufacturing technology and the essence of Taoism of Dayu Chaotian Institute of Technology, and are extremely powerful.
Before coming, Xu Qing had already informed these skilled gunners of the secrets of the operation in detail.
He used his unique ability, under the cover of the magic sound, to make these gunners engrave the secret firmly in their minds. During that day, they would not be able to forget even a single word.
Moreover, even if the first shot may deviate due to nervousness or other factors, after a few more times, with the experience of the gunners and the excellent performance of these artillery pieces, they will definitely hit the target.
Moreover, the Heshan Dao headquarters is a huge target, almost a living target that cannot be avoided, so there is no need to worry about missing it.
"Release!" Xu Qing gave the order, his voice was firm and powerful, resounding around like a huge bell.
At the moment when the eighteen cannons fired in unison, the entire world seemed to be torn open by a huge gap by an invisible giant hand.
The powerful roar made people's eardrums hurt. The shells dragged blue flames, like meteors streaking across the sky, whizzing towards the Heshan Dao headquarters along a perfect arc trajectory.
When the shells hit the main altar defense formation, something strange happened.
The shell suddenly split. The outer layer was a powerful purple thunder, which instantly burst out with great force, trying to blast open the solid barrier; the inner layer was armor-piercing golden essence that was specifically designed to break the protective qi of the body, like a sharp dagger, piercing the enemy's vital points.
It can be said that these eighteen cannons represent the highest level of combination of firearms and Taoism in the contemporary world.
They embody the wisdom and hard work of countless craftsmen and practitioners, and are the crystallization of the perfect fusion of the technology and practice power of the Dayu Dynasty.
Elder Heshan Dao stood in the main altar, nervously watching the mirror-smooth mountain protection formation rippling. His face turned pale in an instant, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Before he could make hand gestures to strengthen the formation, he heard the most horrifying sound in his life.
The shells that should have been deflected by the formation were now clinging to the surface of the barrier like greedy poisonous insects laying eggs. The thunder seals and the Gu patterns intertwined and blended perfectly, emitting a strange light, corroding the thousand-year formation into honeycomb-like holes.
"Quickly activate the earth veins!" the elder roared in horror, but his voice stopped abruptly before it completely fell.
The second wave of shells was like a flock of angry birds, flying through the corroded holes and landing accurately on the Wan Gu Ding in the center of the altar.
The "Nine-Transformation Corpse Pill" that was being refined in the cauldron was instantly ignited by the thunder and fire. The poisonous fog produced by the violent explosion quickly spread, instantly dyeing half of the sky green.
More than a dozen indigenous priests who were performing seals were turned into a pool of pus and blood in the sudden explosion, without even being able to utter a scream.
Suddenly, in the smoke and dust, there was a loud noise of a chain breaking.
The two demon kings and guardians were like a pair of demons that walked out of hell. They crushed the foundation of the altar and appeared in front of everyone. They were Xu Qing's two demon kings and guardians. They exuded a powerful pressure that made people shudder.
Under the powerful pressure of the two demon kings, the breathing of the Taoist leader of Heshan became more and more rapid, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.
His eyes were filled with fear and despair, knowing that he would not be able to escape today. But his instinct for survival still made him try his best to find a glimmer of hope.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly shook violently, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.
Seeing this, the Taoist leader of Heshan was delighted and took advantage of the situation to perform the art of escaping underground, hoping to escape from here with the help of the earth's cover. His figure instantly sank into the ground, leaving only a deep hole on the ground.
However, Xu Qing had anticipated his move, and he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering something. In an instant, a dull crashing sound and the painful groan of the Heshan Taoist leader came from the ground.
The ground suddenly bulged up like a huge mound of earth, and then the leader of Heshan Dao was blown out from the ground like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the platform. His body was covered with dust and blood, his clothes were tattered, and he looked very embarrassed.
At this time, the imperial army had surrounded the main altar of Heshan Road, leaving no room for escape.
The soldiers raised their weapons high, and their shouts were deafening, as if they were going to shatter the world. Their eyes were shining with excitement and anticipation, looking forward to the final victory of this battle.
"The destruction of Heshan Dao today is an inevitable trend!" Xu Qing walked towards the leader of Heshan Dao step by step. With every step, the aura emanating from his body became more and more powerful.
The two demon guardians were like loyal guards, blocking the void on both sides. The powerful sense of oppression made it almost impossible for the Taoist leader of Heshan to breathe.
His legs were weak and his body was shaking, as if he was being crushed by an invisible mountain. The leader of Heshan Dao struggled to stand up, his eyes full of unwillingness: "Xu Gongming, my Heshan Dao has been passed down for thousands of years, how can you destroy it so easily!"
His voice was filled with anger, trying to hide his inner fear with words.
Xu Qing looked at him quietly, without saying a word, and waved his hand.
The two demon guardians immediately understood and rushed towards the Taoist leader of Heshan like majestic gods falling from a thousand feet.
The Taoist leader of Heshan tried his best to resist. He waved the magic weapon in his hand, muttered something, and tried to cast spells to resist the attack of the demon king's protectors.
But in front of the powerful strength of the Demon King's protector and Xu Qing, his resistance seemed so weak, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
After a few moves, the leader of Heshan Daoism was suppressed by the demon king. His clothes were tattered, his body was covered with wounds, blood was flowing out, dyeing the ground under his feet red. His eyes were full of despair, and his body became weaker and weaker.
Just as the demon king's guardian was about to deliver the final blow, suddenly, a strange wave came from the sky. A mysterious and distant bell sounded like a spring, flowing slowly, followed by a drum sound, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.
Xu Qing was shocked. He could feel the power and mystery of this force, which was definitely not ordinary.
Before he could react, the leader of Heshan Taoism disappeared in an instant.
"The morning bell and evening drum of the Great Leiyin Temple." The names of the two treasures immediately flashed in Xu Qing's mind. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he secretly sighed in his heart, worthy of being a treasure left by Sakyamuni, such power is really extraordinary.
The four words "Shakyamuni" came to Xu Qing's mind, and he instinctively felt disgusted. There was no way, as a demon, his disgust for Buddha was innate.
This disgust, which stems from the conflict between two completely different power systems and philosophies, is deeply rooted in the bones.
He looked calm. Even if the leader of Heshan Daoism was rescued, he was not helpless. Just now, Xu Qing had used the Taishi Demon Qi to plant a curse on the leader of Heshan Daoism. As long as the other party's resentment did not subside, Xu Qing would have the opportunity to get into the other party's dream sooner or later.
If you keep thinking about something, there will be a response. Unrequited resentment is also a kind of "never forgetting", which is also a manifestation of Xu Qingtian's increasingly profound magic skills.
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At the same time, the defeat and escape of the leader of Heshan Taoism announced the complete loss of the Heshan Taoism headquarters, which also meant the destruction of Heshan Taoism.
The great religion that once stood tall in southern Xinjiang for a thousand years has now become the dust of history.
As for how to deal with the aftermath, Xu Qing already had a detailed plan in mind. However, for now, the main focus should be on cleaning up the battlefield. He systematically directed the soldiers to clean up the debris and poisons on the battlefield to ensure that no danger was missed.
After the army cleared the area, Xu Qing arrived at the secret room of the Heshan Dao headquarters.
The secret room was filled with an old and decayed atmosphere, as if the dust of time had accumulated here for thousands of years. There were various ancient bookshelves and magic tools placed around, which were engraved with mysterious symbols and patterns, exuding an elusive mysterious power, giving Xu Qing an uncomfortable feeling.
"It seems that this southwest region hides far more secrets than I thought." Xu Qing whispered to himself. His eyes flashed with curiosity and vigilance, and he began to carefully examine these ancient books and magic tools.
Xu Qing randomly selected and threw things he thought were useful into the inner world and Qiankun bag.
After finishing these things, Xu Qing came to a secret place.
This place is surrounded by dense forests, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of light. Not long after, a gust of cold wind quietly rises, and a figure slowly emerges.
"The leader's Shura Yin Sha Gong is probably not far from the ninth level. This is cause for celebration." When Xu Qing saw the person coming, he first congratulated him.
There was a faint smile on his face and a hint of admiration in his eyes.
The person who came was the leader of Luo Cult. He exuded a mysterious and strange aura, and the whole person seemed to blend into the surrounding darkness.
"Compared to Xu Liushou, my little bit of Taoism is simply not worth mentioning."
The leader of the Luo Sect sighed. His voice was low and hoarse, as if it was a sigh coming from the darkness.
In just a few years, his former enemy had become a giant in the world that he had to look up to. In the whole world, apart from the Black Mountain Old Monster, it was estimated that only the unfathomable old emperor of the Great Yu Dynasty had the power to suppress Xu Gongming.
It was incredible. This young man was only in his early twenties. It was impossible for a celestial being to be reincarnated and practice so quickly. The leader of the Luo Sect seemed to have witnessed the birth of another Sakyamuni.
In the past, he thought Xu Qing was the second generation of Chongyang Zhenren. But now, in his eyes, Xu Qing's status has been infinitely elevated, catching up with the peerless powerful Sakyamuni from India.
The main reason is that Xu Qing also has the three immortals of meritorious service, words and virtue, which is different from ordinary Taoist geniuses. He has a big vision and is even the leader that Luojiao dreams of.
Xu Qing: "I just walked a few steps faster. I believe that the leader will catch up sooner or later. I won't say much. Now that Heshan Dao has been destroyed, I need the leader's help to replace Heshan Dao's position in southern Xinjiang and help me appease the many Miao natives..."
The governance of southern Xinjiang is an extremely complicated matter, and relying solely on government governance can easily backfire.
Therefore, a new religion is urgently needed to replace Heshan Dao, stabilize the indigenous people of Shiwandashan, and gradually infiltrate and integrate the culture of Middle-earth into the indigenous people.
There is no doubt that Luojiao, with its extremely inclusive doctrine and rich Chinese culture, is a very suitable candidate. Moreover, Luojiao has a certain influence in Miaojiang.
After all, Luojiao has spread to many places and has its own forces and followers in various places.
In his conversation with the leader of the Luo Sect, Xu Qing emphasized the importance of promoting Chinese characters and Mandarin, even to the highest level.
Even if southern Xinjiang rebels again in the future, as long as Chinese characters and Mandarin can be popularized among the indigenous people, even if it is only promoted among the chiefs, it will be a huge achievement in Xu Qing's view.
The leader of the Luo Sect is not an ignorant person and he is well aware of the intention behind Xu Qing's actions.
As long as Chinese characters and Dayu Mandarin can take root among the local people, cultural identity will naturally become stronger and stronger, which will undoubtedly reduce the subsequent governance costs of the Dayu Dynasty in southern Xinjiang.
This is an extremely beneficial thing for the Central Plains dynasty.
"I can help you do these, but the Luo Sect will never submit to the Dayu court." The leader of the Luo Sect looked at Xu Qing deeply, suddenly smiled, and disappeared from Xu Qing's sight with a gust of wind.
Xu Qing stopped for a moment, then returned to the army to meet the chieftains.
Now is the time to divide the spoils. If not handled properly, it will be another trouble.
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When Xu Qing held a meeting to divide the spoils in the southwest, Captain Zuo received a secret order.
The text of his origin was transferred from the inner factory.
Next, Captain Zuo will lead a group of shadow guards to set up a new secret government office - the Monster Catching Department.
The Demon Catching Division, as the name suggests, is responsible for catching demons from all over the place.
However, there are special requirements above.
That is to try to capture it alive. If it is dead, try your best to keep the body of the demon intact.
This matter is not easy.
Zuo Qianhu was also unclear about the specific reason.
But he knew that due to the famine, the number of refugees in the northwest was increasing. The weakening of the imperial court's rule in these places, coupled with the rise and fall of some foreign enemies, led to the emergence of a large number of demons.
The establishment of the Monster Catching Bureau will undoubtedly do something for the people of the world.
Where justice is, even thousands of people will be there!
Captain Zuo did not back down because of difficulties.
However, the Monster Catching Bureau also needs many new magical instruments, mechanisms, and firearms.
The higher-ups sent him out because they valued his friendship with Xu Liushou and hoped that he could get some help!
When the court does things, it always has to deal with human relationships and worldly wisdom.
(End of this chapter)