I'm like this, what about you?
Ksitigarbha asked the same question once before. At that time, he used a drop of Buddha's blood to establish Bodhi, reverse cause and effect, and complete the suppression of Ji Fengzhou.
The outcome of that time was that Ji Fengzhou swallowed the bitter fruit alone, which aggravated the injury.
Now the golden blood beads are flying like a waterfall, like bodhi trees and branches, and Ksitigarbha's scars represent more painful consequences. If Ji Fengzhou is to bear all the consequences, can this emperor's body, which has not recovered from serious injuries and is fighting hard...can still bear it?
Can you live in it?
"Your Majesty!" Chun Yugui, who was in charge of the imperial edict, had been guarding the outside of the central hall. At this moment, he mobilized his army and formed a bright white dragon, with scales and horns, encircling the palace: "The Lord has humiliated me and died.
Why do you ask the demon monk? The last general invites you to fight!"
He is not asking for a fight, but asking for death.
The white dragon is folded, like a jade belt wrapped around the waist. I am willing to die for the emperor!
Chunyu Gui and the imperial army under his command were united and went into danger together.
After so many years of innovation and change, the art of military strategy is no longer the kind of ancient times that relied solely on the self-dedication of warriors to achieve unity.
The ultimate utilization of soldiers' vitality and blood has also increased from 30% to 40% of the strong armies of that era, and now generally exceeds 70% and approaches 80% of the powerful armies of hegemons. The rest are inevitable losses during the operation of the military formation.
On the basis of daily efficient training, with the help of contemporary military formations, formation diagrams, and many weapons including military flags, war drums, etc., it is now possible to integrate the strength of all warriors without being so demanding on the individual will of the warriors.
Of course, returning one's focus from top to bottom and losing military morale are definitely completely different battle performances. This is also a watershed in a general's ability to command troops.
The Imperial Army was an army trained by Nan Tianshi Ying Jianghong himself. Although the new commander was replaced in a short period of time and the adjustment was not enough, Chun Yugui was also a core imperial party, and there was no obstacle to grasping military power. He was also an imperial talent and had experienced the demon world.
General, with support from above and below, can still truly summon the spirit of this army——
As stated in "Nine Essays on Pointing Generals and Eight Methods for Selecting Soldiers": "If you general a hundred thousand people with one heart and one mind, and dare to die for your words, you will be a famous general in the world!"
Chun Yugui had the foundation to become a famous general in the world, he just needed a war of sufficient importance.
On the opposite side is the new Tiandu Marshal Kuang Ming.
Although Kuang Ming himself turned to the imperial family, the Dangxie Army belonged to Yujing Mountain after all. However, the position of leader of Yujingshan was vacant now, and no one could compete with Commander Dangxie for military power. It would take some time for this army to truly return to the imperial party.
time.
As the commander of Dangxie, it is not difficult for Kuang Ming to command his troops to decisively fight against foreign enemies. It is also possible to lead soldiers to risk their lives in pursuit of victory, but it is necessary to lead these elite soldiers, like the imperial army, to line up to die for the emperor... not yet
possible.
The general will be courageous, and the soldiers will restrain the general.
There is no doubt that Kuang Ming was stronger than Chun Yugui, but in this war, he could only station troops to solidify his position and use his military strength to support the country. He did not blindly express his loyalty, but only did what this army should do most.
Chunyu Gui and the 100,000 troops under his command were waiting for orders.
This dazzling white dragon with beards and tails is very agile and agile, but every inch of its scales and beards are like a living warrior condensed with qi and blood.
It is entrenched outside the central hall, and its mission is to protect the emperor, but it is literally at the cost of human life!
But the cruelty of this war is that - even if the imperial army is the strongest army in the world, these one hundred thousand people are willing to die for the king. Before Ksitigarbha's counterattack, it is actually difficult to realize the meaning.
One hundred thousand warriors went to death together, and there was no disturbance in the battle for transcendence.
If you want to say that this jade belt around the waist can have any effect, it is because Ji Fengzhou has such strength, not because they have such weight.
In the history books, it is probably just a sentence: "Chunyu returned to the emperor's imperial edict and led an army of one hundred thousand people to march with the emperor and die."
Some lives are lighter than numbers, while others are heavier than mountains.
It's hard to get a glimpse of it when it's light, but it's hard to get over it when it's serious.
Ji Fengzhou just held his sword there and quietly stared at Ksitigarbha's Buddha eyes that were getting farther and farther away.
At the moment when Liansheng was born, an extremely exaggerated euphorbia hit Ksitigarbha's forehead.
On top of the halberd where the gods and ghosts howled, was Jiang Shu's single-handed hand.
Bang!
Ksitigarbha's body, which had been torn apart from the heavenly spirit but had not yet been completely separated, knelt down in the dry pit of the underworld!
Wow!
The lotus in his left eye was born and the lotus in his right eye was destroyed, all of which collapsed together with his Buddha body. It turned into waves of golden Buddha blood, twisting and turning in the pits and ravines of the underworld.
And these golden Buddha's blood continued to expand, and the entire Huangquan pit continued to expand. It was originally only a hundred steps square, but suddenly became thousands of feet long, and soon it was impossible to reach the shore!
He swallowed too much suffering from the world. At this moment when he was standing as a mountain, the Buddha's blood mixed with bitter water and spit it out, and the bitter water turned into a sea of ​​suffering——
It is truly a boundless ocean of suffering.
There’s no point of looking back!
The two emperors met and killed Ksitigarbha, and their martial arts were enough to shock the world. However, neither the Central Emperor nor the Eastern Emperor showed a relaxed expression. Instead, they looked at each other, each pulled away, and followed the slit that Ji Fengzhou had cut earlier.
The gap in the sky just passed across the world.
The earth and sky turned upside down and suddenly became silent. A hundred thousand miles away from the battlefield, the dust and smoke dispersed in an instant.
The continuous Netherworld Mountains were just silent.
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"Qin Guang, Qin Guang, the length of life."
"Punishment will eliminate bad karma, and good virtues will be at peace!"
The sea breeze like a knife cuts through the rock gaps, still making people feel the roughness.
Yin Guan stood on the rocks in the mossy gully and suddenly heard such a sound.
The voice sounded like a kind elder caressing his forehead and whispering in his ears, expressing endless love and expectations for him.
He stood quietly with his eyes lowered, expressionless.
In front of him was a towering cliff, with its own pits and grotesque shapes, eroded by the sea into complex shapes.
Yamas in various halls are standing, squatting, or sitting with their legs down, scattered on this cliff.
Everyone is wearing a black robe and a Yama mask representing themselves.
The murderous intention that appears or disappears is sometimes touched or detected, wandering uncertainly, like a spider web, floating on this rarely visited island.
Except for the Wheel-turning King She Disheng who should still be a guest in the central heavenly prison, all the Yamas have arrived. Even King Bian Cheng of the Sixth Hall appeared in a burly image with the head of a bird and the body of a man, wearing black attire.
Everyone was silent, waiting for Yin Guan's instructions, but he knew that only he could hear the voice in his ears.
Qin Guang Qin Guang...
With his level, he didn't know where the voice came from. With his grasp of the power of the spell and his sensitivity to "unexpected things", he didn't know who spoke it.
He just vaguely felt that he had actually heard this voice a long time ago, but he had forgotten it in the past, and it was only now that he heard it clearly!
When was it?
"Who? Who's talking!?" The tall and burly Yan Xiao spoke fiercely, his cruel and chaotic bird eyes scanning the surroundings viciously, as if he wanted to swallow someone at any time to vent his resentment: "Pretend to be a ghost! If you have the guts, stand up and break up with us.
A life or death!"
This immortal Yan Xiao always likes to share life and death with others.
Hell's Gateless Yamas mostly move in pairs, such as the City King and the Wuguan King, the Yama King and Ping Wang, the Qin Guang King and the Chu Jiang King, and even the newly arrived Song Emperor and Taishan King quickly formed a partnership
.
Yan Xiao, the late favorite of the late King Bian Cheng and strictly speaking the third King of Bian Cheng, maintained the mystery of the Sixth Hall and always walked alone.
In the gateless hell where murderers gather, it is also the most ferocious one.
"What did you hear?" Yin Guan looked at him and asked.
No matter how ferocious Yan Xiao was, he could no longer sense his master's existence and still remembered his master's orders. Seeing that it was King Qin Guang who asked the question, he suppressed his murderous intention and said honestly: "You disobey Mingchen Palace and blame Heaven for the sake of your death."
When the king of Bian City was confirmed, the commander shouted."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the Yamas flickered.
It seems that everyone heard different voices, but Judu was worried about the city and was shocked but not confused, and no one showed it. Yan Xiao was the brainless one, still making noises at this time: "I don't know what it means!
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To be continued...