Chapter 063: Emperor Shitian, God of War in Zhenbei
Xuanwu City is located behind the ninth line of defense.
Every day, countless military supplies are shipped from the south, and this is also the temporary garrison for rotating troops from various state capitals.
A city of three million people, but there is no city wall.
This is a military city, if it is the center of Zhenbei Army.
At 6:30 in the afternoon, a stream of light came from the north, crossed half of the sky in an instant, and fell in Xuanwu City.
The Air Defense Department received the notification in advance and did not respond.
Inside the city, the soldiers looked up at the stream of light and continued to go about their business.
The fighting on the front is intense, and people often come back from the front. Everyone is used to this situation.
Rumble.
The track of the tank ran over the ground. On the tank, the tall and thin soldier took out a crumpled cigarette, stretched out his upper body, scratched the rune barrel that had not faded away from the heat, lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath.
: "Fat man, how long do you think the sixth line of defense can last?"
The fatter soldier next to him thought for a while, "It must have taken two or three years, after all, the seventh God of War went over there."
The tall and thin warrior shook his head, "I feel quite choked."
The fat warrior looked up at him and said, "Are you looking down on the Seventh God of War?"
"It's not that I look down on it, but..."
The tall and thin soldier paused and took a deep breath from his cigarette. "During this period, more and more troops have been added to the sixth line of defense, but very few have retreated. Those people either died in battle or were stationed on the front line."
It’s over there.”
The fat soldier pushed his helmet with the butt of his gun and looked to the north, "Are the rumors true?"
The tall and thin warrior nodded, "Do you remember my old cousin? He passed the special training and is now a third-level atavist. He told me to prepare for the front line."
The fat warrior lowered his head and looked at his empty right sleeve.
"Cripples like us are going to the battlefield. How cruel is the frontline war?"
The tall and thin soldier dropped his cigarette butt on the ground. The cigarette butt spattered a stream of sparks and was immediately run over by the track next to him.
He patted the alloy left leg and made a banging sound, "I don't know if this thing will work even if I go to the front line."
The fat warrior thought for a moment and said, "I'd better apply for a B-level prosthetic limb. I heard that thing explodes with great force."
The traffic carrying rune weapons slowly drove into Xuanwu City.
This is one of thousands of teams.
Under the setting sun, more torrents of steel are returning from the training ground and entering this city without high walls.
It is more like a huge military camp than a city.
A rough-looking off-road vehicle passed through this torrent of steel.
Qingqiu's expression became solemn as he looked at the disabled warriors on the chariot.
After entering the city, the off-road vehicle went directly to the headquarters.
After getting off the car, we passed through many checkpoints under the leadership of the guards.
Finally, we came to a courtyard with a simple shape.
In the courtyard, there is a huge sand table.
A middle-aged man was standing next to the sand table, meditating.
Qingqiu walked over, came to the man's side, and looked at the sand table.
This sand table is an immortal artifact, a mountain and river plate. You only need to inject immortal power to see things in the world.
The more immortal power you inject, the more and more detailed scenes you see.
With Qingqiu's fourth-level and second-level cultivation level, what can be seen is the vast world of millions of miles.
The mountains and rivers are vast and magnificent.
It's like standing on top of the clouds, overlooking the earth.
However, these are not what he wants to see.
He looked intently towards the north of the sand table.
Three thousand kilometers outside Kyoto, a huge city stands behind the Hengduan Mountains.
The mountain range runs east-west and stretches for more than 800,000 kilometers. To the north is a straight and steep cliff, several thousand meters high, with a smooth surface like a wall.
It's like someone using a sword to cut them all apart.
As one of the top military officials, Qingqiu knew the origin of this wall.
According to legend, ten years ago, the Second Kingdom War God went to the north alone. After returning, with world-shaking cultivation, he cut the mountain range north of Kyoto City with a sword.
Then, the War Command issued an order to build fortifications on this mountain range.
This is also the origin of the ninth line of defense.
Even looking through the mountains and rivers, Qingqiu was deeply shocked by the second god of war's sword that opened the sky.
His sight went north.
Passing through the eighth and seventh lines of defense, we arrived at the sixth line of defense.
Thousands of military camps and millions of soldiers gathered here.
On the other side of the defense line, there is a dark army of monsters that spreads to the end of the earth.
Just looking at it makes people shudder.
"Qingqiu?"
A sudden sentence disrupted Qingqiu's thoughts.
He quickly gathered his thoughts and saluted: "Lord Commander!"
The middle-aged man in front of him was none other than Emperor Shitian, one of the eight great war gods who controlled the country and the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army.
Emperor Shitian waved his hand, "No need to be polite, why did you come to me?"
Qingqiu quickly told him about Li Xiang's third return to his ancestors.
Emperor Shitian pondered for a moment and said: "Yangcheng failed to provide the resources for his third return to his ancestors. The problem with his return to his ancestors this time should be the fragment of the Kuai Fan Tian Seal of Yuan Xuzi."
"I have thought a lot about this matter," Qingqiu frowned, "Although the Fan Tian Seal is broken, it is still an immortal weapon. Li Xiang was still a second-level Qi practitioner at that time. According to common sense, there is no way to use the immortal weapon."
Emperor Shitian glanced at this general and said, "He returned to his ancestor Zhang Zhenren for the first time and was able to fly with a sword using his spiritual consciousness. Is this consistent with common sense?"
Qingqiu was stunned.
Emperor Shitian said again, "The second return to our ancestors, King Fudo, we attribute Tantric Buddhism to the Qi Refining Age, but Tantric Buddhism existed as early as the age of immortals and gods."
"So, strictly speaking, Fudo Myooh-zun is actually a god."
"Is this common sense?"
Qingqiu was speechless.
Emperor Shitian said calmly:
"In my opinion, he advanced too quickly and his foundation is not solid."
"If we work steadily step by step, and when the compatibility reaches 100%, and we have refined the true form of Fudo Ming King, we will be able to reach the second level and defeat all the third level immortal cultivators in Kyushu."
"Even if you meet a fourth-level immortal, you still have the strength to fight."
The muscles at the corners of Qingqiu's mouth twitched.
It will be difficult to fight beyond the level. This is still two levels above.
In history, nothing like this has ever happened.
However, as the Commander-in-Chief said, Fudo Myooh is a god, the same level as the fourth-level immortal.
From this perspective, it makes sense.
However, this guy Li Xiang was clearly at the second level at that time.
Emperor Shitian knew what this general was thinking, but it was not important. What was important was who Li Xiang returned to his ancestors for the third time.
So he asked:
"That little guy, who is the ancestral spirit who returned to his ancestors for the third time?"
Qingqiu shook his head, "He didn't really want to say it, so I didn't embarrass him."
Emperor Shitian sighed: "I'm really curious. I haven't felt this way for many years."
Qingqiu asked: "What position are you going to assign to him, Commander-in-Chief? Should he stay in Xuanwu City for training first, or..."
Emperor Shitian said directly: "If that little guy is not sent to the front line, it will be a waste of resources. Give him Greedy Wolf and let him torment him."
