Two years ago, Ning Que took Sangsang to the Lanke Temple to see a doctor and passed by this verdant canyon.
At that time, he thought that since there were countless tactical arrays and talismans set by predecessors in the canyon, if a strong enemy invaded from the south in the future, Talisman Masters only needed to dispel these talismans to collapse the Verdant Canyon. Even if tens of thousands of cavalry came, it would be difficult to pass through the Verdant Canyon and invade the heart of the Tang Empire in a short time.
But he immediately denied this idea. Because even if Master Yan Se came back to life, he could not mobilize so much Qi of Heaven and Earth and trigger the talisman at the same time. As Ye Hongyu thought two years later outside the Verdant Canyon, this kind of earth-changing means was not achievable by human power. Unless the Tang Empire had already done something to these talismans when they opened up the canyon.
Now the Verdant Canyon collapsed instantly, the shaking field that lasted for a long time, and the 20,000 soldiers of the South Jin Kingdom buried under countless boulders all proved Ning Que's original judgment.
Hundreds of years ago, when the Tang Empire opened up the canyon, they did something, and it was a big deal. They directly turned the canyon into a dead land and a tomb.
Since the founding of the Tang Empire, they had been guarding against strong enemies from the south. The strong enemies here were not the warlords of Qinghe County, nor the self-proclaimed powerful South Jin Kingdom, but the West-Hill Divine Palace.
Countless resources and efforts, more than a dozen Divine Talisman Masters, and finally designed by predecessors of the Academy, this important strategic passage was finally turned into an inhuman killing array by the Tang Empire. Then this killing array waited silently for hundreds of years and finally activated, becoming the last barrier of the Tang Empire in the south.
If it were not for the large number of West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army, which was far beyond the original design of the Academy, the length of the Verdant Canyon could directly bury the cultivators behind while swallowing the Papal Cavalrymen of West-Hill.
No one could survive the collapse of the Verdant Canyon except for those martial arts powerhouses.
In the field outside the Verdant Canyon, the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army was dead silent, and their morale was extremely low.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation looked at the green mountain that was still shrouded in dust and fog, and his expression was extremely solemn.
Ye Hongyu's eyelashes fluttered a little faster.
The two noble Great Divine Priests of West-Hill could not help thinking at this time. If they had entered the Verdant Canyon with the South Jin Kingdom cavalry, would they have survived?
Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would definitely be seriously injured and forced to leave the war against Tang.
The methods of the Tang were far too vicious.
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In the Divine Hall coalition army, a voice suddenly rang out in the quiet carriage.
"Huang He, Mu Chu … I'm sure they're in the mountain now. This is the significance of a Divine Talisman Master to the war. If the old guy Yan Se is still alive, the Tang Empire's odds of winning this time will at least increase by one point. "
There were six disciples of the Sword Garret beside the carriage. One of them had covered his eyes with a white cloth. It seemed that he had a bad eyesight, but he listened to his master's instruction respectfully. Thinking of the terrible scene he had seen, he thought that it was indeed the case.
The blind disciple from the Sword Garret suddenly said, "The Sage of Calligraphy and his disciple are both Divine Talisman Masters."
The man said, "The whole world is against the Tang Empire, but the Great River Kingdom did not participate. The Divine Hall did not punish them for the time being, which is to give them some face. Of course, this master and disciple together are not worthy to be mentioned in the same breath as Yan Se."
The smoke and dust in the Verdant Canyon gradually covered the sky and the light dimmed. After entering the carriage, it became even darker. When the light fell on the eyebrows of the person in the carriage, it revealed a hidden injury under the skin.
The hidden injury looked more like a handwriting.
It was the handwriting of Master Yan Se many years ago.
There was only one person in the world who had a Divine Talisman drawn on his face by Master Yan Se and was still alive.
That person was Liu Bai.
In the earth-shattering battle by the East Sea of the Kingdom of Song, Yan Se erased half of Liu Bai's eyebrows, and Liu Bai pierced through Yan Se's arm with his sword. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but in fact, Liu Bai won.
Liu Bai, the visiting professor of the Divine Hall who had been hidden for many years, the most powerful Sage of Sword in the world, finally came.
Sure enough, he came.
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"Huang He and Mu Chu are in the mountain now. Send someone to kill them." Ye Hongyu said.
If Liu Bai could think of this, so could the West-Hill Divine Palace.
The deacon of the Judicial Department said in a low voice, "It could also be Ning Que."
Ye Hongyu said, "That guy doesn't have this ability."
The deacon in black took the order and left.
Several Martial Arts powerhouses of the Divine Hall led a dozen Papal Cavalrymen and galloped toward the canyon.
The Verdant Canyon was a killing array built by the Tang Empire with countless manpower. Even if the Divine Talisman Masters could activate the array, their Psyche Power would be exhausted. This was their weakest moment.
Deep in the mountains, Professor Huang He and Professor Mu Chu, who had lived in seclusion for many years, were walking weakly toward the mountain peak with the help of several technical officials of the Ministry of Works.
It was difficult to walk in the Green Mountain, so they could only temporarily hide in the fortifications set by the Tang Empire under a mountain peak.
The Martial Arts powerhouses of the West-Hill Divine Palace chased after them over the mountain, while the dozen Papal Cavalrymen galloped to the exit of the canyon, ready to clear the blocked entrance so that the Divine Talisman Masters could open the way later.
The Divine Talisman Masters were the rarest resources in the world. Even big countries like the South Jin Kingdom and the Yuelun Kingdom did not have a Divine Talisman Master. In fact, most of the Divine Talisman Masters were in the Academy and Taoism.
The Academy had Divine Talisman Masters, and so did the West-Hill Divine Palace.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation's peaceful voice came from the sacred sedan, "Senior Brothers, thank you very much."
An old voice rang out from a luxurious carriage.
"The Academy and the Divine Hall have always been equal in Talisman Taoism. But after the death of Senior Brother Yan Se, we are not as good as them. It is easy to destroy, but difficult to build. It will take some time to open a passage."
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation said, "We only need a small path to pass."
The Divine Talisman Master said, "Why not let the army take a detour?"
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation said, "We don't have time."
There was silence.
The Divine Talisman Master said, "Then the four of us will die here."
After a moment of silence, the Great Divine Priest of Revelation said, "Haotian will definitely praise you for your virtues. I will reunite with you in the Divine Kingdom in a few days."
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While the West-Hill Divine Palace was thinking about how to reopen the Verdant Canyon, the dozen Papal Cavalrymen responsible for the early cleaning work had arrived at the entrance of the canyon and rode into the dust.
A moment later, a whistling sound was heard. A Papal Cavalryman was shaken out of the dust and fell from a high place like a piece of earth. He fell heavily to the ground and died with broken bones.
Then, the whistling sound was heard. More than a dozen Papal Cavalrymen who entered the exit of the Verdant Canyon were all shaken out and fell to the hard ground, making muffled sounds. They all fell to their deaths.
Then, several Martial Arts masters who had chased the Divine Talisman Master of the Academy over the mountain also turned into corpses and were shaken out.
The ground outside the Verdant Canyon was covered with blood and corpses.
The West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army was shocked by this strange scene. Everyone looked at the entrance of the canyon.
The exit of the Verdant Canyon was still full of dust and was extremely dark. It was like the thickest fog in winter or the wettest clouds in summer. It poured out of the canyon like night and filled the field.
Suddenly, a melodious sound of a zither sounded in the dust.
A moment later, a low sound of a flute joined in.
Someone sang along with the sound of the zither and flute.
"The bright moon rises above the mountains, between the boundless sea of clouds."
"The wind blows tens of thousands of miles, blowing across the Nanyang Pass."
"Heaven blocks the way of the human world, people peep at the bend of the Sishui River."
"From the battlefield, no one returns."
The song was not euphemistic, but flat and straight, repeating these sentences.
"The bright moon rises above the mountains … The wind blows tens of thousands of miles … The heaven blocks the way of the human world …"
"From the battlefield, no one returns."
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From the battlefield, no one returns.
The song echoed in the field. The simple words were sung with the magnificence of the bright moon shining on the battlefield.
The song was melodious and gentle, but it was played with a heroic murderous aura.
A tall crown appeared amidst the night dust and sand.
The night lost its color.
A man with a high hat and a broad belt slowly walked out of the sandstorm.
His hands were naturally behind his back, and his wide sleeves hung down like clouds.
He looked serious and upright, and his bearing was impeccable.
Every step he took was carefully taken, so the distance of each step was exactly the same.
A beautiful woman in a pomegranate-red dress followed the man out. She held an embroidery frame in her hand and carried a bag on her shoulder. She looked curiously at the mighty army opposite.
It was the Seventh Sister of the Academy, Mu You.
Beigong Weiyang walked out with a zither in his arms, his right fingers stroking the strings from time to time.
Ximen Buhuo walked out with a flute in his hand, frowning deeply.
The Fourth Brother followed behind with a sand table in his hand, frowning from time to time. He did not like the music to affect his calculation.
Walking at the back was the Sixth Senior Brother, who carried a load on his shoulder.
At one end of the pole was a burning iron stove, and at the other end was a heavy cabinet. Judging from the bending of the pole, there must be a lot of things in the cabinet.
The man who walked out of the mountains like the bright moon, illuminating the dark field.
Of course, it was the Second Brother of the Academy.
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(This chapter is about 2,800 words, so I can only stop here. The disciples of the Academy walk out of the Verdant Canyon. I have been waiting for this scene for half a year. I thought I could stimulate myself, but I really can't. I have to lie down for a while and write after I get up. It's the last three hours. I need the monthly vote. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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