Chapter 177
"This mortal named Qiao is indeed extraordinary. It is indeed true that he can make Senior Brother Daozhen look at him differently."
Daoni landed on the ground and picked up a qi-replenishing pill from the pill bottle to replenish the rapidly depleted mana.
First, he used a paper man to pretend to be himself, and set up a magic array to cover his body. Then he placed quicksand and fire talisman formations around him. Finally, he summoned three hundred bean generals and continued to take Qi-Building Pills to make up for the rapid consumption of mana. .
There are several back-and-forth moves, and each step costs money. It can be said that it is an undefeated fortress made of spiritual stones.
What surprised Dao Ni even more was that he actually used these back-up tricks?
The immortal monks he usually targets cannot usually deceive him with these levels of tricks.
"Without further delay, we must contact the sect immediately and inform these things." Dao Ni was cautious. After confirming that the enemy was dead, he immediately took out two jade slips of summons.
Daoxu's message slip was originally meant to be used by Daoxu to ask for help.
If things are out of control, you can naturally ask for help in time, and the sect's deacons will soon come to help.
Daoni had already won at this time and was not in danger, but he took out two jade slips of summons.
One notification is false and the other is true.
Dao Ni usually informs Dao Xu, but in fact he also has contact with Dao Zhen secretly.
His aptitude for immortality is not very good, and he is far inferior to these elders' disciples who have a bright future, so he can only be a little more cautious than others.
Without him, I just want to be prepared and be prepared, just ask for the word "stable".
But when he finished writing this, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked down at the sand table at his feet.
a moment ago.
On the sandy battlefield in front of the lonely city.
Qiao Jisen's figure was torn into pieces under the attack of more than a dozen giant soldiers. His blood was once again sprinkled on the yellow sand, and his body and soul were extinguished.
Qiao Jisen was the sharpest spear tip in this lone army, but when the spear tip was broken, there were still more than two hundred generals left, which meant that the situation was over.
However, the more than 300 veterans did not stop, but bravely took the lead.
The total number of soldiers was more than three hundred, which was already a little more than the number of generals. However, when the two armies collided head-on, in the blink of an eye, there were casualties on the soldiers' side.
They had not yet developed a restraint strategy against this rough-skinned and thick-bodied general, so they fought rashly, which was almost like hitting an egg with a stone.
Although the veterans did not hesitate, they basically knew that the situation was over.
Qiao Jisen couldn't stop him, and neither could they.
Their lives are coming to an end, and they are coming to an end together with this lonely city that has stood in the desert for forty years.
Captain Hai was covered in blood, raised his sword and shouted:
"Old brothers, I ask you to go to hell with me today."
"We are soldiers of Great Yan, so we must not kneel until we die. If we also kneel, will there still be Great Yan?"
The old soldiers behind him also raised their swords high and charged in blood.
Behind him, on the city gate, the Storyteller Clairvoyant sighed slightly.
The purpose of Tingchao Tower is to only listen to the tide and not interfere with worldly affairs. His clairvoyance was already one of the pillars of the building, but he was used to living a stable life, so he suddenly had a sudden idea to venture into this hundred-mile desert.
This is the first time he has intervened in the tide of the world. Who would have thought that by trying this, he would end up risking his own life.
As expected, Ting Chao Lou's rules cannot be broken casually, even if he is clairvoyant or a strange person with supernatural powers.
As he sighed, a white-haired middle-aged man in Tsing Yi walked slowly behind him. He was not moved by the tragic atmosphere, with only a slight daze on his face.
"Storyteller, tell me, are their deaths worth it? Aren't you very good at speaking?" Jian Banxian asked slowly:
"You come from Jiuzhou, so you naturally know how corrupt the Jiuzhou and Great Yan outside are."
Although Sword Banished Immortal has also been trapped in the city for thirty years, Lu Yanbei is his brother. Although Lu Yanbei kept silent to the veterans in the city, he told Jian Banned Immortal about Jiuzhou.
"The Great Yan Dynasty that these remnants of the Great Yan army are loyal to has long been corrupted and has fallen to its knees." Jian Banxian said calmly:
"The veterans said that if they had knelt down, there would have been no Dayan... So what if Dayan had kneeled down long ago?"
"Is this considered a kind of foolish loyalty?"
"The greatest pursuit of many civil servants and generals of the Great Yan Dynasty in the past was to be remembered in history."
"Although you are dead, can your name go down in history?"
"No, these veterans are facing a more severe situation." Jian Banxian said slowly:
"The imperial court has long forgotten them. They died without a name. No matter how heroic their death was, their names will not be recorded in the history books..."
The storyteller was startled for a moment, then turned back.
"Foolish loyalty?" Clairvoyant said deeply:
"Now that things have happened, do you still think that they are loyal to the Great Yan Dynasty that has ignored the isolated city for forty years?"
"If you look at it from the perspective of today's people and the perspective of foreigners, this may be regarded as a kind of 'foolishness'."
"Knowing that you are weak, you risk your life, die for the safety of the people behind you, and die for the so-called integrity of the human race. This is indeed a kind of 'foolishness'."
"But if everyone is smart and self-interested, forgets his righteousness when he sees small gains, and cherishes his own life when doing big things...then the people of Jiuzhou are destined to live under strangers forever." The storyteller said with clairvoyance:
"The best and brightest people don't have to resist the aliens, because it's the best choice to join the aliens if they can't beat them. Why should they risk their lives for the lives of others?"
"There have always been many smart people, but after all, there are still some endless fools in this world. This has always been the case from ancient times to the present." The clairvoyant said no more, just quietly looking down at the battlefield.
He wanted to witness the last battle in the lives of these fools who tried to move mountains.
Jian Banxian was suddenly speechless, just leaning on the railing on the city gate tower and looking into the distance.
Under the city wall, the battle situation was already in danger.
Lu Yanbei was also on the battlefield, rushing to the front line like the other veterans.
As a rare martial arts star and a master ranked 30 on the skill list, Lu Yanbei's inner strength skills are much better than those of the veterans, so he is in a slightly better situation.
Under the long sword, several bean generals were pierced by his sword edge, and they collapsed to the ground due to the explosion of internal energy.
Lu Yanbei is already old, at the age of eighty-seven, and has lost a lot of energy and blood, but the inner energy gained from years of hard training is still there.
Although it is far inferior to Qiao Mu's more than a hundred years of skill, it is still much better than the old soldiers.
Just squandering his inner energy like Qiao Mu was not a long-term solution at all. However, in a short while, he had exhausted a lot of his inner energy, sweating profusely and panting.
He is also dying.
Such a realization flashed through the old Jiang Hu Ke's mind.
Eighty-seven years of long life flowed through my mind like a revolving lantern.
When they were young, the two brothers were scorned by the Lu family in the imperial capital, so they ran away from home to support each other for decades.
Lu Yanbei is a good-natured man who talks a lot. Whenever outsiders say that Jian Banxian is wrong, he always likes to defend his younger brother, saying that his younger brother has a cold nature because his biological father and mother are sanctimonious people in name only. I have never felt the emotion of licking a calf since I was a child.
Not to mention the affectionate licking... The father who was the Minister of Rites at the time, in order to prevent the deeds of their two illegitimate children from being exposed, he even hired experts to hunt them down...
The two brothers had the same experiences in their early years. Why is it that the younger brother has a cold nature and he is a good guy?
Just because Lu Yanbei thought in his heart that as an elder brother, he had to set an example. Even if he had to act, he had to act like a good person to show his younger brother.
He is the elder brother. He first practices swordsmanship and martial arts. He teaches the banished swordsman to become enlightened in the art of swordsmanship. He learns to act as a good person.
It started with acting.
But gradually, he gradually lost himself in the "heroes" called "heroes" by the people he helped.
As I continue to act, I will act until I reach old age, and that’s it.
Lu Yanbei was not a soldier of Dayan, and he did not have the sentiments and righteousness of Captain Hai and others.
In the past year, he has fought side by side with the old soldiers of this city. At first, it was just because he wanted to wipe his younger brother's butt.
He has no great awareness and no vision of the overall situation.
When he was at his peak, he broke through to the first level, and in his later years, his swordsmanship was enough to rank among the top ten in the world. Naturally, there was also the reason why the sword banished the immortal to teach him in turn.
Although his martial arts is not the best in the world, he has become a famous figure in the martial arts world. Even earlier, the name of Zhongzhou Hero was spread to the world.
In his later years, his brother Jian Banxian, who had been missing for thirty years, was also found.
Although his eighty-seven years of long life were full of twists and turns and hardships, looking back at the past, he thought to himself...
"I have no regrets in my life."
The corners of Lu Yan's mouth raised slightly, and the Xuanji sword that had been with him for many years was unsheathed little by little.
"The Technique of Cutting the Sky and Drawing the Sword..."
Lu Yanbei was the first teacher of swordsmanship in Jianbanxian, but Jianbanxian was a latecomer and in turn taught Lu Yanbei his swordsmanship.
This was a sword that was about to burn out his life. The remaining inner energy in his body gathered at the tip of the sword. The vitality and blood in this old man's body were rapidly drying up.
The sword has not yet come out, but it is already shining like a bright star, and the sharp sword light is unparalleled.
The surrounding generals seemed to be vaguely aware of the threat and were approaching quickly.
However, his sword was not completely drawn out, and the sharp edge that had just appeared was restrained uncontrollably.
Because there is one more person in front of him.
"In front of me, use my swordsmanship?" A faint voice said:
"It's better to avoid things like self-sacrifice that move you."
The Sword Banished Immortal has no sword in his hand, and his aura is not fierce. He is still as old as before, with a sense of decadence and laziness.
It's just that Lu Yanbei's sword light, which was so full of momentum, was restrained unconsciously.
Even the bean generals who were not living creatures around him seemed to be frightened by the invisible momentum and stood there frozen.
"Yan Nan?" Lu Yanbei looked surprised, and unconsciously looked back at the ancient gate tower of the isolated city.
In so many years, this should be the first time that Jian Banxian has left this city gate and set foot on this battlefield soaked in blood and tears.
"Yan Nan, are you finally enlightened? I knew you----" Lu Yanbei had a lot to say, but he was interrupted impatiently by Jian Banxian before he was halfway through speaking:
"Stop being so sentimental, Third Brother."
"....What did you call me?"
Jian Banxian ignored his brother's questions and said to himself:
"Whether it was forty years ago or now forty years later, I don't care about the life and death of the people, the justice of the world, whether the women, children, old and young in the city are well fed and clothed, whether they can still live, and how long they can live. ..."
"So, I'm just here to save your life, that's all." Jian Banxian said slowly.
He stood in the middle of the battlefield, but his eyes were slightly confused, like a lost traveler.
His biological father was a high-ranking official in Dayan and a great Confucian, so he had no sense of belonging to the Dayan Dynasty and scorned the Confucian teachings of benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust.
His biological mother is a chivalrous woman, so he has no good impression of so-called chivalry.
The reverse journey of heaven and earth, the passer-by of time and generations. From life to death, you are alone, and others are only temporary travelers.
No one in this world must be nice to you, not even your biological father and mother.
Just like when he was seriously ill and about to die, his confidantes left one after another, and Wudang also expelled him from his school.
Only his brother Lu Yanbei would never leave him, watching him life and death.
Jian Banxian still doesn't understand the so-called righteousness, but he probably knows why these old soldiers sacrificed themselves regardless of their own lives.
"I have repeatedly asked what is the meaning of sacrificing for others... This question is too broad. No wonder I am trapped." Jian Banxian secretly shook his head.
"It turns out I just can't bear to see him die."
Jian Banxian is neither a soldier nor a chivalrous person. He has no concept of his family and country, and has no pursuit of chivalry. He seems to have no airs and is easy-going, but in fact he is ruthless.
But in this world, he is not completely alone after all.
Therefore, even if he has been in ruins for thirty years, he will not sit back and watch his brother die in front of his eyes.
"I can't bear to see him die, so I'm willing to fight for others, that's all." He said silently in his heart.
He loves a specific family, an individual person.
The old soldiers in the isolated city had a larger pattern than the two generations of Qiao family he had seen. What they had in their hearts was not only their own families, but also the families of the old, young, women and children in the city, and perhaps Kyushu outside. ..
Although he can't do it, he can roughly understand it now.