Chapter 674 Snow Mountain Secret, Mahakala

The array was separated, solemn and majestic.

Fu Baolang rolled up the yellow scarf and spread out the precious seal.

The sun was shining brightly, and white clouds with shining golden edges floated by, casting faint shadows. The flags of Dashun were as numerous as a dense forest, with a pole every ten steps and a row every five steps, with swords pointing to the sky. Occasionally, someone passed by under the flag, and the corner of the flag flipped gently.

The envoys from various countries were discussing the matter, their eyes jumping from Dashun Liangqu in the east to Beiting Harukhan in the west, and then back again, arguing over who won and who lost, who was stronger and who was weaker, until their faces turned red.

Noisy room.

An old man as skinny as iron walked out of the hall and stood at a corner of the cloth. It seemed that some gray light flashed across the gauze.

Mr. Mo?
Liang Qu recognized the old man. He was traveling from Pingyang to the imperial capital, and it was Mr. Mo who was looking after the golden leaf boat.

Reach out and tap slightly.

"Commander Meng, what does this mean?"

"What?" Meng Qiang looked over and said, "Oh, Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo has a magical power called 'pointing at the ground to turn it into steel'. That is, where your feet stand, the ground will not be damaged if you are not damaged. However, the ground needs to be a whole, so a layer of wet gauze should be covered on the bricks and stones."

“It’s a bit dangerous.”

When one's martial arts practice reaches the tiger hunting realm, ordinary bricks, stones and soil surfaces have long become buffer zones. Without the ability to deform and absorb impacts, all damage is real and will be borne by the person.

"What, are you scared?"

“I feel a little emotional.”

Meng Qiang patted his shoulder and said, "The northern border has been snowing for three years, and the morale of the enemy and us is crucial. Beiting is a wolf, a ferocious beast. If Dashun shows any sign of weakness, it will pounce on you and bite your throat!

Lieutenant Liang Heng, you are the first to lead the battle today. It is not only for the reputation of the two countries, but also for the peace of the border and the people of the world!"

again!

This was the first time Meng Qiang came here to make such remarks, and he really likes to intensify his remarks.

Liang Qu didn't take it as a complete joke.

Senior Brother Yang Xu once said that the northern border had heavy snow for years, so thick that it could submerge a horse's chest, and the city gates could not be opened after one night of accumulation. If not for this, his home visit leave could be longer and he could leave after the New Year.

"Master Liang! The big guns are coming!"

The eunuchs carried Fu Bo on their shoulders and walked out of the small path like shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Liang Qu raised his hand and grasped it. He did not have the privilege of "not having to walk in the court and wearing a sword and shoes into the palace", so Fu Bo naturally leaned on Chishan.

The Tianyu Guards also took out their own weapons and warmed up on the spot.

"What a vicious knife!"

Harukhan waved his arms, and the wind from his sword caused the nearby flags to flutter. His weapon was a meat-saw knife with a peculiar handle that meandered from the blade to the back, covering the entire back of the blade. It could be held with both hands, with hideous teeth and a dark red blade like dried blood plasma.

A ten-foot-tall body and a five-foot-long sword.

Liang Qu always felt that he looked familiar. After thinking for a long time, the three words "Latan" popped up in his mind.

"He looks honest and simple, but his weapon is fierce. He is definitely not a good person!"

Meng Qiang said: "We have the weapons, it's almost time to go into battle."

The Tianyu Guards looked at Liang Qu and gave him words of encouragement.

"Master Liang, we all came out of the sword and gun, so don't lose face!"

"Yes, be energetic!"

"Beiting is a bitter cold wasteland. You are a stray dog that has lost its territory. You can't poop without tea leaves, and you can't sleep without gold. Why do you show off your power here?"

"Don't worry, everyone! Liang will definitely win the first victory!"

Liang Qu turned his wrist and made a gun flower, which immediately drew waves of cheers. After a little noise, he was ready to stride forward.

Batu, the envoy from Beiting in the west, suddenly made some unusual movements. He ran before the Holy Emperor and pointed at Liang Qu and the others. Then the eunuch came running over to deliver the message.

Seeing something was wrong, Meng Qiang stepped forward and asked, "Eunuch Li, what's going on? Did Beiting change his mind again? Do you want to change the schedule?"

Eunuch Li held the red velvet tray in his hand and said, "No, the Batu envoy said that Dashun is a vast land with abundant resources and many skilled craftsmen. It would be unfair to compare the two. So I suggest that Liang Hengwei take off his cloud thunder robe and arm guards so that everyone can go into battle lightly."

"Row!"

Liang Qu turned around without saying a word, took off his Yunlei clothes and Longling silk, took off his arm guards and belt and placed them on the tray. Awei also meandered down along the clothes, with only his blue head poking out.

"Insect poison?" Meng Qiang was surprised. "Liang Hengwei has a wide range of interests."

"A small trick that is not worthy of being shown on the stage."

Liang Qu turned around and asked, "Is this all right now?"

"Thank you, sir, for changing this dress."

The eunuch put down the tray, and the maid beside him handed over the new clothes, an ordinary black hunting suit, tough and considerate.

……

The clouds float slowly and the shadows change.

The big flags occasionally fluttered in the breeze, the mythical beasts soared into the clouds, the Taiyue Ling ordered the Huangzhong to be struck, and the Xielü Lang bowed down and raised his flag, beat the drums and clappers, and played the great music to break the formation!
Dust swirled. Mr. Mo, dressed in a gray robe, with his hands in his sleeves, stood alone in a corner, as still as iron.

Center.

Both sides held a worship meeting.

"The Naiman tribe of the Golden Royal Court, Narhesh Harukhan!"

"Dashun Pingyang, Liangqu!"

"please!"

Woo~
The trombones sounded and the drums roared to the sky.

The two sides looked at each other and each retreated fifteen steps, but when they had taken fifteen steps, their feet touched the ground.

Boom!
The drums beat and the dust rose slightly.

The music of breaking the formation reached its climax, the two armies clashed, swords clashed, murderous intent was everywhere, there was no boring waiting and confrontation, the two men's emotions interacted, their eyes changed instantly, their blood rushed, their ankles twisted, and they rushed forward with all their might!
boom!
A tornado rose from the ground and white mist dispersed.

There was no collapse or deformation on the ground, and all the force was completely rolled back upwards!

boom!
A black light flashed.

The blades collided and sparks flew.

call!
A surging wave of air exploded in a circle, thousands of flags fluttered wildly, and countless officials' hats were blown into the sky, and everyone tried to pick them up in a panic.

Two black shadows, one big and one small, flew backwards!

Batu and Meng Qiang stood up suddenly.

"What a fierce and strange power!"

Ever since I was born, no one has ever been able to compete with me in strength!
They were both surprised.

The long wind howled.

Liang Qu pointed his spear sideways, and it floated down to the ground with the wind.

Harukhan staggered a few steps and then stood firm.

Their eyes met again.

The golden-eyed white ape, the coiled dragon pillar, and the flowing cloud fairy island all appeared.

The black god closed his eyes, wind and thunder were lingering, and a surging sea of blood followed closely.

Everyone was stunned.

Harukhan's true energy manifested in a human form, his body was pitch black, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyes were closed, his arms were raised high as if holding up the sky, in one hand he held a blue knife, with lightning and strong winds swirling around him, in the other hand he held a red knife, with blood flowing and shining, just like a majestic statue.

What is this true power?
"Quick, quick, is there anyone who understands?" Meng Qiang turned around, "Where are the people from the Sutra Repository? Is there anyone from the Sutra Repository?"

"The secret of the Great Snow Mountain - "Black Bie Tian Fa"!"

"Mr. Lan?"

Lan Jicai from the Imperial Observatory appeared at some point, with his hands behind his back and a frown on his face.

Zhang Shaofan asked: "Mr. Lan, what is the Black Bie Tian Fa? What is unique about it?"

Awei's head is standing on the tray.

Lan Jicai shook his head: "I don't know the details, but I know that there are three levels of true energy forged by this method.

One-headed, two-armed Black Heaven Guard; two-headed, four-armed Black Heaven General; three-headed, six-armed Black Heaven King.

With each additional arm, there is no need to comprehend. When you see a strange phenomenon in the world, you can copy it and turn it into a weapon in your hand. Six arms can contain six kinds of strange phenomena and six kinds of weapons!"

Everyone looked back and saw a head, two arms, and two large swords.

"Harukhan's is the Black Sky Guard?"

"No, this is the fourth-class Mahakala! Three heads and six arms manifested as one!"

Meng Qiang was stunned: "Didn't we agree on three levels?"

Lan Jicai glanced at it and said, "Because Black God can't cultivate it at all, no matter how talented you are, it's useless! It is said that only those who are recognized by Black God can obtain it."

Meng Qiang was stunned: "Are there really gods in the world?"

"Isn't the Dragon King the god of rivers and water? He can call the wind and rain, block the river and stop the flow of water. Gods are humans, and humans are gods." Lan Jicai stared for a long time, thinking deeply, "The exchanges between Daxue Mountain and Beiting are quite frequent..."

"in this case……"

Meng Qiang looked back at Lord Mahakala holding two swords, and counted the strange phenomena in the sky and earth that were often seen in Beiting.

Wind and Thunder Pillar!

The long river of blood!
They are all symbols of killing and ferocity!

(End of this chapter)

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