Xuanxia

Chapter 809 Entering the game
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A bell rang in the fairy palace above the sea of ​​clouds, which was covered with ice and snow all year round.

Langhuan Mountain, Wuwei Temple.

In the small bell tower on the back mountain far away from the main palace, the huge bronze bell hanging there suddenly swayed from side to side for some unknown reason, making a loud noise.

The next moment, as the breeze blew by, Qingsongzi appeared in front of the big clock with his hands behind his back.

"Wuwei, Wuwei. I have been doing nothing for decades. Am I finally going to break my vow?..."

He sighed and scratched his head in annoyance.

Then he stretched out his hand and closed his eyes.

A gust of wind blew around, dispersing the snow and wind, but also gathering up bursts of spiritual white mist.

After a moment, a ball of bright red light appeared in Qingsongzi's palm. It kept struggling and twisting, as if trying to escape from here, but the ball of light was always connected to Qingsongzi, always pulling it and preventing it from leaving completely.

"It's incredible..."

Qing Songzi looked at the ball of light in his palm, frowning: "Qi Ran, you have been hiding in my body for decades, and I couldn't drive you away no matter what. Now, you actually want to escape by yourself?"

The red ball of light only struggled even harder. Many times, only three or five extremely thin light threads were left connecting to Qingsongzi's skin, as if it was about to escape completely in the next second.

"Is it... Fu Qingzhou? Your power on him is not enough, do you want to help him?"

Qingsongzi stretched out his other hand in confusion, picked his nostrils, flicked off the booger, and his expression became very conflicted.

"This kid hasn't reached the cave yet. If he wakes up like this, we'll all be doomed. But if he takes my share, then his Yi Ran Jue won't be able to suppress Qi Ran no matter what... It will also be a big trouble that will cause a big mess."

“Fuck you, Long Dabei, you really deserve to die! Why the hell don’t you come back to life and let me, the Taoist priest, kill you for three days and three nights?!”

"Well, why not just give it to him?"

"and……"

Qing Songzi looked at the ball of light in his palm and said to himself helplessly: "It seems that I, the Taoist priest, can't stop it."

The moment the words fell, the madly struggling ball of light finally broke free from the last ray of light and suddenly broke free from Qingsongzi's palm!

Once it broke free, it was like a fish that had broken free from a net, soaring away with great joy and rushing into the sky!
Seeing this, Qingsongzi sighed.

"Forget it, forget it. What is coming cannot be stopped, and what is broken cannot be defended."

He turned around and looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside the mountain.

"Perhaps, when I insisted on doing nothing, I was also going against the will of heaven?"

"In that case... let's do something."

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

The next moment, the countless spiritual white mists that filled the Langhuan Mountain suddenly surged up violently and rushed towards him!

Those spiritual powers were drilling into the acupuncture points all over his body like crazy, and the aura on Qingsongzi's body was also rising at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye!
The sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth realms of spiritual awareness...

In the boundless sky, a mysterious aura fell on him.

hum!
The air waves spread out, shattering the wind and snow!
Cave Heaven Realm!
Then, there came the second mysterious energy, the third, the fourth...

But in just a few blinks of an eye, Qingsongzi had opened up the fifth level of the cave!

But, this is not the end yet.

Beyond the distant horizon, stars that are invisible to others are flickering faintly.

But Qing Songzi, who was in the center of the starry sky, seemed to care nothing about it.

He just stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance at the red ball of light flying away.

……

In the capital, the Sword Academy.

Dong Qianran put down the letter in his hand with a serious expression.

After thinking for a moment, she threw the letter into the stove beside her.

The flames quickly devoured the letter, leaving only a corner of it that was blown aside by the wind, revealing the three characters "Fu Qingzhou" inscribed on it.

"It turns out that everything is true."

"He is both the starting point and the end point of this world's chaos."

Dong Qianran stretched out her hand and touched the air, and a long sword appeared in her hand out of nowhere. It looked extremely ordinary, just like an iron sword forged by an apprentice in an ordinary blacksmith shop in two hours.

A true virtuous person does not show off his abilities, but instead has virtues that are inherent, simple on the outside but rich on the inside... This is the Sword of Virtue.

At this moment, the Xian Sword trembled slightly, and a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Dean Dong, King Xishuo has rebelled."

"The Lan family and the Yuan family also rebelled."

"Ning Wuwang... is the same."

"I need you to... wake up the sword master."

Dong Qianran's breathing immediately became rapid.

But soon, she calmed down, pursed her lips, and replied: "I understand."

For such an important matter, she did not dare to hesitate or wait any longer, and immediately stepped out of the house holding the sword.

The sky had become extremely gloomy at some point, but vaguely, one could seem to see stars flashing... and an inexplicable red light streaking across the sky.

...Northern Frontier, military camp, general’s tent.

"Report——"

The curtain was opened, and a soldier rushed into the tent, half-knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and saluted. His eyes were bloodshot and he screamed, "Report to the Marshal! The Northern Barbarians are crazy! All tribes have begun to gather their troops. Tonight, 200,000 soldiers will approach Chongshan Pass!"

"Um……"

A dull response like thunder was heard.

Sitting in the commander's tent, Hong Ruohai slowly opened his eyes.

He is a man as tall as a mountain.

This tall is not a description of his stature. In fact, Hong Ruohai is not even as tall as his son Hong Zhi. Although he has broad shoulders, he is actually quite lean. Because he is not wearing armor, one can even see the marks of his ribs under the thin white clothes that fits tightly to his body.

His hair was grey, his cheeks were sunken, and his beard was a bit messy, making him look like an old man who didn't take care of his appearance.

However, anyone who sees him will feel that he is "tall".

Hong Ruohai just sat there, saying nothing and doing nothing, as if he was a mountain that could support the sky.

Across his knees lay a broad, thick, long, edgeless sword, with blood and rust stains all over the blade. Even from a distance, one could almost smell the scent of iron and blood.

"Pass on my order."

Hong Ruohai said in a deep voice: "Everyone put on armor and assemble in the training ground."

"Understood!" the soldier responded in a loud voice, then stood up and rushed out of the general's tent.

Soon, bursts of loud shouts were heard outside the tent.

"Marshal's order! Everyone put on your armor and assemble on the training ground!"

"Everyone put on your armor and assemble on the training ground!"

The order spread far away, and a loud noise was also heard outside the tent. It was the sound of countless people wearing armor, leading horses, and walking.

Hong Ruohai let out a long breath.

Two personal soldiers had already walked into the commander's tent and began to put armor and helmet on him.

"That kid Zhao Liang actually rebelled..."

Hong Ruohai raised his arms and let his personal soldiers put the armor on him. He just closed his eyes and thought deeply.

"The Beiyi's unusual movements at this time are they colluding with him?"

"...There is no point in overthinking. Let's go to Tiele and Huoyal and ask them in person."

Of course, he also received the news from the emperor.

After putting on his armor, Hong Ruohai picked up the heavy sword beside him and strode forward. His personal soldiers had already opened the tent curtain for him.

Outside the tent, countless soldiers and horses were gathering and heading towards the parade ground.

Hong Ruohai raised his eyes and looked into the distance at the horizon.

There, there seemed to be a hint of red light.

……

There were many other people who also saw this red light.

Outside the big tent of the Beiyi Tianzu tribe, two figures stood side by side.

"Tell me, can we find our ancestors' spirits this time?"

"Yes, He can definitely see our piety."

At the end of the northern desert, at the bottom of the abyss.

A pair of dead, empty eyes without any life slowly raised up and looked up at the sky from the endless darkness.

The sword inserted in its chest was also glowing faintly.

The deep courtyard of Ning’s house in the capital.

Ning Baimei sat in the hut like a statue. There was no breath of life from him. Even his hair and clothes were covered with cobwebs, and there was dust all around.

But just as the red light streaked across the sky, his eyelids finally trembled slightly.

Also in the capital, Jinchan Temple.

Huikong stood on the top of the tower, next to the Jingnian Cloud Platform, looking at the sky in the distance.

When the red light appeared in his eyes, his eyes moved slightly, he clasped his hands together, bowed his head and sighed: "What is coming has finally come... The world will eventually usher in drastic changes, and my mission has finally come."

Looking down from a high place, Jinchan Temple is already empty.

There was not a single monk or pilgrim to be seen in the entire temple, and the mountain gate in the distance had been sealed.

Huikong was the only one left in the entire mountain and the entire temple.

That ball of red light was not the sun or the moon, and it was not supposed to be seen by people from all over the world, but they saw it anyway.

They also saw the red light falling like a meteor.

It broke through the clouds and fell into Luoyi.

At this moment, the light that illuminated everything just lit up on the Xuanmeng - this ball of red light drilled into the dazzling light, accurately found Fu Qingzhou, who was knocked flying and his body was almost broken, and drilled into his body.

(End of this chapter)