In the main hall of the two-storey mansion, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were gathered in the courtyard. This time, there were a total of 80 disciples who had come down the mountain to help the people. Half of them were young and strong Daoist priests who had experienced the mortal world and half of them were young and talented Daoist priests who were young and inexperienced.
A few months ago, the National Party had appointed the Cao family as the representative to call upon all the righteous sects of the bloodline world to gather in Changsha to defend against the foreign enemies.
For a long time, the voice of resistance against the Japanese had spread throughout China. The zeal of the people of this era to save the country was not something that future generations could fully understand. There had always been stories of people in the Bloodline Realm resisting the Japanese army, whether openly or secretly. There were even people who shouted the slogan "I'd rather be the soul of China than the slave of a subjugated country."
The call of the nation party was answered by the bloodline world. Almost all the major families had sent their core forces over. Among the more than ten thousand blood descendants gathered in Changsha, even a young man like Wangchen was an outstanding talent among his peers.
Xuan Zhen looked like a middle-aged man in his fifties. He used to have a beautiful long beard and looked like an immortal, but before he set off, he cut off the beard that he had been growing for more than ten years.
In the hearts of the disciples, Xuan Zhen had always been a synonym for strictness. Most of the old Taoists in the sect were indifferent and did not like to meddle in matters. Because of this, Xuan Zhen was in charge of Quanzhen's discipline, and almost all of the Taoists present had eaten his ruler.
Wang Chen was a frequent visitor to the office. If he wasn't punished, he would be punished with a ruler, or he would be punished with fetching water and sweeping the floor. He would even be locked up.
"Wang Chen, you've been wandering around all day without seeing anyone. This isn't a Taoist temple, it's a battlefield. It's a soldier's duty to be on standby 24/7," Xuan Zhen scolded Wang Chen, who had arrived late.
He glared fiercely at his Junior Brother Xuan Ji, sparing him some face.
There was a reason why Xuanzhen disliked Wang Chen. The Quanzhen Sect had strict rules and punishments for disciples who broke the rules were severe, ranging from kneeling to burning incense, banishment, and even execution. The commandments that Wangchen had broken in Changsha were enough for him to die once.
However, they were born in troubled times and were on the battlefield. The commandments of the Church could be temporarily set aside and the overall situation was the most important. Furthermore, before they left the mountain, the Sect Leader had already hinted that if the disciples of the sect made a mistake, they could temporarily endure it and deal with it later.
In fact, Xuan Zhen knew very well that out of the 80 disciples who went down the mountain, how many of them would be able to return safely?
Only then did he turn a blind eye to it, enduring it over and over again.
Wang Chen was used to being scolded and quietly joined the ranks.
"The rise and fall of the country is everyone's responsibility. I, Quanzhen, cultivate my nature and life, jump out of the cage and escape from the sea of bitterness. However, the sea of bitterness in life is boundless. If you want to reach the other side, you must first go through the sea of bitterness … "Xuan Zhen's motivational speech was full of nonsense. Li Xianyu was bored listening to it, so he turned to admire the Taoist nun of the Quanzhen Sect.
All of them had delicate features and outstanding temperament. Among them, Junior Sister Apprentice and Senior Sister Apprentice Tai Su were the most outstanding. Junior Sister Apprentice was only fifteen years old and her body was not fully developed yet. Her temperament, looks, and figure were inferior to Senior Sister Apprentice Tai Su.
Senior Sister Tai Su is so beautiful.
In Li Xianyu's mind, Ice Slag was cold and arrogant, Great-grandmother was playful and cute, Thunder Zhanhime was valiant and heroic, San Wu was cute and pure, and Hu Xinyue was enchanting and charming. They were all the best of their kind.
She couldn't be compared to those beauties who relied on makeup and beauty to push their facial features to the pinnacle. Her charm was unique.
Now, he had to add Senior Sister Tai Su to the list.
Li Xianyu didn't become Wang Chen's fan, but Senior Sister Tai Su's fan.
The purpose of this meeting was to support the 20th Division at the New Wall River. This time, the Japanese Army mobilized part of the Kwantung Army to strengthen the strength of the 11th Army stationed in Wuhan. At the end of May, they gathered 200,000 troops and marched south. The headquarters of the Ninth Theater of Operations had previously received information about the frequent movements of the Japanese Army in Northern Hunan. They judged that the enemy had an attempt to invade Changsha for the fourth time and informed the troops to prepare for battle.
Li Xianyu desperately squeezed out his pitiful knowledge of history and found that he knew very little about the war in Changsha. When I was in school, my teacher didn't seem to have taught me about this period of history, right?
He was a little unsure.
Ninety percent of the modern history I was taught in school was about the glorious deeds of our party. Li Xianyu once thought that the War of Resistance against Japan was the result of our Party's efforts to turn the tide.
The shadow of the National Party was infinitely diluted.
Then there were movies and TV dramas. It was the same for movies and TV dramas. As long as it was a war film, the first person's perspective would always be our party. Later on, it became about tearing the Japanese apart with his own hands. As a result, he had always disliked watching movies and dramas related to this period of history.
On the 27th of May of the 33rd year of the Republic of China, the war between China and Japan officially began with the goal of conquering Changsha.
On the 30th, the 20th Army was surrounded by the Japanese Army. The new 20th Division successfully broke out of the encirclement, while the 133rd Division was surrounded by the Japanese Army in the mountains around Pingjiang and was in a desperate situation.
"I'll be responsible for the rear. You guys follow Uncle-Master Xuanzhen to break out of the encirclement." In the midst of the continuous gunfire, Senior Sister Taisu glanced at her fellow disciples. "Who wants to go with me?"
Her gaze fell on Wangqing.
It was as if there was a knife in her eyes. Wangqing subconsciously lowered his head and avoided Senior Sister Taisu's hopeful gaze.
"I'll go with you." Chen Junjie stood up. A few members of the Chen family, led by him, also stood up.
These members of the Chen family were separated by the Japanese Army after the war began. The Quanzhen Sect saved them. The new 20th Division, where the Chen family was, had already broken out of the encirclement. They, the Quanzhen Sect, and the remaining members of the 133rd Division were separated and surrounded. They were in a desperate situation.
"I'll go with Senior Sister Taisu." Wangchen stood up.
"Then I'll go with Senior Brother Wangchen." The disheveled Junior Sister stood up with her chest puffed out. However, she was kicked out of the sect by Wangchen. Junior Sister was too weak. She would only die if she stayed.
"Da da da!"
The light machine gun's firepower rained down on them.
"Go, let's go. Uncle-Master Xuanzhen, bring them back to Changsha. You can't stay behind. "Wangchen growled. He drew his long sword and blocked the dense bullets.
Xuanzhen looked at him deeply and retreated with the remaining members of the Quanzhen Sect.
The remaining people and the remaining members of the 133rd Division faced the pursuit of the Japanese Army. It was a fierce battle. Everyone died. Only Wangchen and Senior Sister Taisu escaped the encirclement. Wangchen was severely injured. Senior Sister Taisu was on the verge of death.
He carried Senior Sister Taisu and turned around. He saw Chen Junjie, who had created an opportunity for them, being beheaded by a Japanese officer.
Li Xianyu knew that Wangchen wouldn't die. Not only would he not die, but he also became an expert at the peak of the Extreme Dao and was recorded in history. If there were protagonists in this era, Wangchen would undoubtedly be the one shrouded in the halo of the protagonist.
"Chen Junjie is here to earn a living," he thought.
Fu Shan had read Wangchen's diary. He remembered that Chen Junjie was the first of Wangchen's good friends to die.
He carried Senior Sister Taisu on his back and traveled day and night. He drank river water when he was thirsty and chewed grass when he was hungry. He fed his remaining dry food to his sweetheart. He didn't sleep for a few days. He didn't eat or drink enough. His eyes were bloodshot and his lips were cracked. He looked even more miserable than a refugee. He didn't look like he used to.
Taisu woke up a few times. Her injuries were getting more and more serious. The officer from the Aoki Family had amazing swordsmanship. It was almost impossible to avoid the Dao-Drawing Slash. Taisu's heart would have been cut open and she would have died on the spot.
She knew that her injuries were severe. She told Wangchen to run for his life. But her Junior Brother, who had always been a yes-man in front of her, only gritted his teeth stubbornly. When she pushed him, he would scold, "Shut up."
It's over!
Her eyes became gentler and gentler as the days went by. Her eyes were sometimes filled with pity. She was sleeping soundly on Wangchen's shoulder.
Li Xianyu knew that Senior Sister Taisu was suffering from myocardial infarction. It was a heart-wrenching feeling to see a goddess fall in love with another man.
At the same time, he felt sorry for her. He didn't know what would happen between them in the future. But he knew the ending. The evil path was good now. But in the future, he would turn to the Japanese. He would choose to betray his sect and his motherland.
Senior Sister Taisu wouldn't be able to escape from a heart-wrenching love.
Four days later, they finally returned to Changsha. The national army on the city wall opened the gate to welcome them. Wangchen's nerves, which had been tense for a few days, finally relaxed. Fatigue overwhelmed him and he fainted.
He woke up the next day. When he opened his eyes, he saw his Junior Sister lying on the bed. She was sleeping peacefully.
Wangchen's mouth was dry. He didn't want to disturb her, so he struggled to get up.
Noticing the movement, his Junior Sister woke up immediately. She smiled in surprise, "Senior Brother Wangchen, you're awake."
He drank some water under his Junior Sister's careful care. Wangchen asked, "How is Senior Sister Taisu?"
His Junior Sister pouted and her attitude became colder, "She won't die."
Wangchen heaved a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he felt hot tears dripping on the back of his palm. His Junior Sister lowered her head and her face was covered in tears.
"What's wrong?"
"I thought you wouldn't come back." Little Junior Sister burst into tears.
"Don't cry. A scourge lives for a thousand years. Didn't you always say that I'm a bad guy? I won't die so easily. "Wang Chen hugged his little junior sister in his arms and comforted her with gentle words.
They hugged each other tightly and showed off their affection in front of Li Xianyu.
"Where's your bracelet?" Wangchen touched his Junior Sister's soft wrist and realized that it was empty.
His Junior Sister pouted, "Senior Sister Taisu took it away."
"Ah?"
"Senior Sister Taisu said that it was originally hers and wanted me to return it to her." His Junior Sister looked very sad, "She was lying on the bed pretending to be pitiful. Uncle Xuan Zhen was biased towards her and wanted me to take the bracelet off and give it to her."
"Nonsense. That was a gift from me." Wangchen said sweetly, "Don't argue with Senior Sister Taisu about this. I'll buy you a more expensive and newer one later."
"This is obviously a gift from you to Senior Sister Taisu. She didn't want it, so you gave it to his Junior Sister …" Li Xianyu complained in his heart.
"Yes, yes." With just a few words, he made his Junior Sister smile through her tears.
"Where's Uncle Xuan Zhen?"
"He went to discuss some matters with the big families and the Buddhists."
The battle for Changsha had already begun. With Changsha as the center, both sides spread out their battle formation and fought fiercely. Although the number of Blood Descendants was small, it was a powerful 'troop'. They mixed in the main force and fought on behalf of the national army.
Wangchen's injury was not serious. It was just that he had used up too much energy and was tired. When he woke up, he could get off the bed and walk.
In the courtyard house of Noda, it was quiet. His fellow disciples were either meditating in their rooms, sitting on the doorsill in a daze, or quietly doing their own things. The lively atmosphere of the past was not as noisy and lively.
Wangchen stood at the door, stupefied.
This was their first time participating in a war. They were filled with passion for the country and the people and the determination to defeat the Japanese. However, the reality was always crueler than they imagined. When they came into contact with the Japanese army for the first time, they were defeated and fled like stray dogs.
The war taught them the cruelty of the world. The burning patriotism was coldly swatted down by the ocean.
"You're awake." There was a hint of gentleness in the coldness.
Wangchen turned his head and saw Senior Sister Taisu standing under the eaves. Her plain Taoist robe could not hide her good figure. Her beautiful face was slightly pale, which did not affect her beauty. Instead, it added to her delicate and sickly beauty.
Wangchen's eyes fell on her left wrist. The green bracelet contrasted with her fair skin.
Senior Sister Taisu blushed slightly. She quietly rolled up her sleeves and hid the bracelet.
The two of them left the courtyard and walked on the desolate street. There were very few pedestrians, and there were soldiers fighting for the nuclear bombs everywhere.
After the war resumed, the people in the city fled and a large number of officers left their posts. This city, which had experienced three defense wars, was full of holes and desolate.
The two climbed up the city wall and looked into the distance silently.
The guards on the city wall did not stop them. The status of the blood descendants was very high. Even low-ranking officers had to be respectful when they saw them.
"I just dreamed about Chen Junjie. I dreamed that he was beheaded by the Japanese army and his head flew very high." Wangchen supported himself on the wall. "He sacrificed himself to save us. I don't even have the ability to collect his corpse. When we were drinking, he always said that he wanted to achieve something and return to the Chen family with glory. He is a bastard son. His biological mother is just a servant girl that his father bought with ten dollars. Therefore, he wants to stand out even in his dreams and tell the people in the family who looked down on him that the child of a servant girl is also promising. This world is so cruel. "
"My brothers and sisters are afraid. They are afraid that they will be the next one to die. This is not the human world. This is hell. A hell made of bones. Maybe I will be the next one. But I am not afraid. People in troubled times should die. "
"On the way back, I have been thinking that maybe we are much stronger than ordinary people, but we still can't change the times and the fate of this country. Senior Sister, how can we save the country? "
The big boy's eyes were filled with confusion and sorrow that could not be dispelled.
Li Xianyu thought of the famous traitor Wang Zhaoming in the history of the country. This person used the name of saving the country to negotiate peace with Japan. He cut himself off from the nation and the party.
Did the Demon Dao follow in that guy's footsteps?
Maybe it was because of what happened during this period of time that his attitude gradually changed and he went astray.
Senior Sister Taisu held his hand gently and said softly, "Just do your job."
She looked at the young man in front of her and felt a little sorry for him. The two of them grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. Wang Chen had always been a naughty and playful boy. He had never behaved like this before.
Wang Chen nodded and his expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Senior Sister Taisu's wrist and smiled cheekily, "Senior Sister, didn't you not want my bracelet? Why did you force it from Junior Sister? "
Senior Sister Taisu's face turned serious, "If you are not happy, I will return it to her."
"I am happy, I am very happy." Wang Chen looked around and saw that there was no one around. He hugged Senior Sister Taisu's body and kissed her lips.
"Mmm …" Senior Sister Taisu's eyes widened and she pushed him away. But how could she resist Wang Chen as she had not recovered from her injuries? The cold and pure Senior Sister Apprentice Sister fell into Wang Chen's arms. Her long eyelashes trembled, and a blush crept up on her pale face.
Damn it, can you let go of this Senior Sister and let me do it?
Li Xianyu's heart ached so much that he could hardly breathe.
He was hugging Junior Sister Taisu just now and kissing Senior Sister Taisu now.
Pfft, scumbag.
The Evil Dao had not risen yet and he was already hugging women. He was simply a winner in life.
Although Li Xianyu had been a frequent customer of the express motel these past few years and would frequently give others a reason to use him as a weapon in the dead of night, the stick made of iron and the abalone that flowed out of water were only the entertainment of a wanderer.
How could he be compared to the two confidantes of the Evil Dao?
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