My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 158 People change, right?
The female general was very young, at least she must have been young before she died.

Although she was wearing iron armor, she was not tall and slender but rather lean. At the moment, she was standing upright on the edge of the cliff. Feeling Ye Wuyou's sudden respectful gaze, the young female general had a hint of pride between her brows.

The phantom of a zither and sword? A heart of sword and a heart of zither?
A giant in golden armor? A dragon and snake?
Everything changed in Ye Wuyou's heart.

It seems that there is no need to restrict the existence of Dharma to some worldly things.

His words were instantly filled with a hint of respect, and he coughed lightly and clasped his fists.

"General, I would like to know what kind of power your Dharma image has, and perhaps what kind of magical powers you have?"

There was anticipation in his words.

As for the fact that the two have no affinity, how can they comprehend the Dharma?
Who says I can’t understand it?

My "Heart Sutra of No Form"!

Just imagine, when you are promoted to the fourth realm and fight against others, the other practitioners are nothing more than swords, guns, sticks or human-shaped Dharma images...

It would be even better if we fight the enemy at night.

He opened his Dharma image, and the blazing light instantly washed away all the darkness. The night dissipated, and endless light emanated from behind him and slowly rose up, and he stood in front of the scorching sun.

[You stand in front of the scorching sun, your eyes full of contempt, your hands behind your back looking at the trembling figures at your feet who are about to kneel down, but your heart does not have the slightest pity. After all, they are just ants. The gap between them and you is not in realm, but in the essence of life.]

Well, stop yelling…it’s not that exaggerated.

But then, facing Ye Wuyou's question, the pride in the female general's brow froze for a moment, and then her eyes looked towards the cliff aimlessly, and she spoke casually.

"Magic power, don't worry about it."

Ye Wuyou nodded. As expected, the powerful Dharma image had nothing to do with supernatural powers!
"What did you say? The function of my Dharma image? Didn't you see that it was very bright in the sky? It illuminated all directions."

There was yearning in Ye Wuyou's eyes. Yes, the scorching sun dispels the darkness!
"Hmm... I know what you said may make sense, but this Dharma image is very imposing."

Ye Wuyou was stunned... It was indeed very imposing and intimidating.

Ye Wuyou gradually felt something was wrong.

The female general had changed from her previous heroic demeanor. She now looked around and talked about other things, praising her own appearance again and again.

But it didn’t mention the effect, the magical power, or the might?

The female general was speaking casually at this moment.

"Look at this sun, it's so big and round..."

Ye Wuyou fell silent and didn't speak again.

The female general was silent for a while, and finally she sighed softly and spoke in a leisurely and echoing voice.

"In fact, this general's Dharma image has no effect."

"I don't have powerful magical powers, nor do I have terrifying might. Perhaps... but this general was only at the fourth realm when he died. It's ridiculous to say that I also realized this Dharma image in a flash of thought. I just felt that it should be like this."

There was silence for a moment, and after thinking for a while, the female general suddenly spoke, and her voice became very refreshing again.

"It's not completely useless. At least the appearance of this Dharma image has given this general a sense of hope."

"Hope?" Ye Wuyou was puzzled.

"Yes, hope. The darkness is dispelled by the sun, and the light shines in all directions. Isn't that where hope lies? Back then, this general was trapped in a siege, and saw the dawn in the darkness. It was like a blessing from heaven. I broke through the four sieges and broke out of the siege."

The female general suddenly thought of something and chuckled.

"Are you confused as to why I can be as clear-headed as a normal person, when only this trace of my spiritual charm remains?"

"Perhaps this is the mystery of my Dharma. After all, the remaining people here, no matter how powerful their Dharma powers are, will have to face the scenes before their death over and over again, whether it is a powerful enemy or the end of their lifespan... As time passes, there may be some remaining consciousness at the beginning, but at most ten years later, their minds will collapse and disappear."

"But this general never felt anything was wrong. Instead, I was full of hope. Although I don't know where this hope comes from or what I'm hoping for."

Hope?
It was the first time that Ye Wuyou encountered such a... unique Dharma image.

There is no magical power or might, all that is given to people is endless hope.

The female general suddenly stood up straight, and with a slight flick of her hand, the red tasseled spear was already in her hand.

Ye Wuyou glanced at him briefly, but then looked forward again.

Dense crowds of figures, combined into a military formation, suddenly appeared before our eyes.

Is this the scene that this female general once experienced, an unparalleled scene?
The female general laughed very heroically at this moment.

"Whatever you say, it will happen. This general has faced this countless times, but no matter how many times, this general still feels that he can break it all."

"As for you, kid, just stand aside and watch me break the formation."

Ye Wuyou stepped aside, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. Perhaps this was the hope of Fashang?
and many more.

"Will he die?"

There seemed to be something wrong with these words. After all, the other party had died a long time ago, otherwise he would not be in Luo River.

But Ye Wuyou didn't want the charm of the person in front of him to disappear for any reason, at least at this moment.

The female general spoke calmly.

"I died a long time ago. I don't even know what I am now. This so-called Luo River is actually just a cage."

“But here, no matter how many times you fail, it never fades away.”

Ye Wuyou nodded slightly, and the female general passed him by.

"So you're going to lose?"

The female general stood proudly on the top of the cliff alone. Her slender figure seemed to turn into a pine tree on the cliff at this moment. Her long black hair was piled up high, and the ends of her hair fluttered in the wind. She held the red tasseled spear in one hand, with the tip of the spear pointing diagonally to the ground. She stood upright, facing thousands of troops alone, frozen in place, with only her back left in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

"We will win." The female general said calmly, with a look of extreme confidence.

The next moment, that figure actually rushed out on his own initiative. It was just a simple move, without any energy.

After all, everything in this place is related to the soul, including Ye Wuyou, so naturally there is no energy.

The Dharmakāya could not provide any help either, and could not achieve the harmony of the zither and sword like Hanyue and the swordsman did.

This female general is just like an ordinary person at this moment.

An ordinary person who knows some martial arts.

Ok?
Ye Wuyou suddenly widened his eyes.

It seems that it is not just a few...

Dragon, tiger, bear, snake, taekwondo, monkey, pheasant, swallow, crocodile, kite and eagle.

Countless martial arts that Ye Wuyou had never seen were displayed by this female general with her mastery. The long spear with a red tassel was like a bolt from the blue in the army formation. She was so subtle that it seemed like a thunderbolt came out of nowhere.

This doesn't seem to be a martial art anymore.

But martial arts.

Ye Wuyou even saw the shadow of Zhao Changhe's martial arts in this female general.

After a while...

Everything is settled.

This is a battle without suspense.

A practitioner has no Qi and relies only on his spirit and soul, and his Dharma form does not have any magical powers. How can he fight the enemy?

The female general's figure was beaten into pieces.

She lost.

However, it did not have much impact. The female general just walked back unsteadily and then sat on the cliff. Her body was no longer straight but looked a little tired.

As if she noticed Ye Wuyou's gaze, the female general turned around and smiled indifferently.

"If you lose, you lose. You will definitely win next time."

Ye Wuyou thought about it and spoke with a smile on his face.

"I think I understand your Dharma image, General...but what if I lose again next time?"

The female general looked open-minded.

"That can't be helped. After all, hope often loses to reality, right? Otherwise, would I have died in the first place?"

Ye Wuyou was stunned, but the woman's melodious voice came.

"But it doesn't matter, there will never be despair, there will always be hope."

Ye Wuyou blinked and said, "General, you are right, but you are already dead."

But Ye Wuyou seemed to understand the Dharma image of the person in front of him.

But apart from [Hope], are there any other Dharma images similar to this general?
Ye Wuyou glanced over.

The female general leaned aside, picked up the emperor's uncle's book again, turned the pages, and began to read with relish.

She didn't look back, "Why? Do you like watching these too?"

Ye Wuyou shook his head. Why would he read these things?
"I have a friend... who is my master, and he also likes to watch these."

"Tsk tsk, why don't you just say that you are incompetent? You are throwing dirty water on the master." The female general said disdainfully.

Ye Wuyou was anxious, and his innocence could not be insulted.

"No, I really have a master. General, you are also from Dayan, so perhaps you know him."

"My master is Lu Qingshan, a scholar who looks... and likes to read these books."

Ye Wuyou described Lu Qingshan's appearance.

When the female general heard this, her fingertips suddenly paused and she turned back to look at Ye Wuyou with a strange look in her eyes.

"What a coincidence, I happen to know the Lu Qingshan you mentioned, so please don't throw dirty water on him."

Throw dirty water?
What a joke.

"I'm telling the truth. I'm his apprentice, and I know everything about him..."

"I am his senior sister!" A clear voice came, and the female general had a strange expression, but there was reminiscence in her eyes.

"Boy, if the Lu Qingshan you are talking about is indeed the same person I know, then you must be throwing dirty water on him."

Ye Wuyou was stunned when he heard this.

The next words from the female general came.

"The Lu Qingshan that this general knows never touches these books. Haha, every time I show them to him, he just turns his head away."

"Maybe he watched it privately and didn't tell... you." Ye Wuyou speculated.

The female general shook her head slightly.

"No, he sneers at these things. He usually only reads the books of saints that I can't finish reading, and he enjoys reading them. This is his character."

but.

The female general raised her head, looked up at her own image, and murmured.

“But people change.”

(End of this chapter)