Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 263 The Qin army retreats and heads to Tianzong
Before a cup of tea was finished, outside the tent, Li Xin looked excitedly at the Gongshu family's mechanical weapons that were displaying their power, and turned to Wang Jian, who was watching the show from the side, to talk about it.

"General, the mechanical weapons of the Gongshu family are really useful. Ji Yan never expected that we would have such powerful weapons."

Wang Jian nodded and said, "The Gongshu family's domineering mechanical arts are renowned throughout the world. The only ones that can rival them are the Mo family's mechanical arts. But the Mo family is not here now. Even if Ji Yan is a master strategist, he may not be able to break through these mechanical weapons."

After hearing this, Li Xin wiped his hands and said, "Zhang Wu and Jian Sheng have already led their troops in. Once we have Ji Yan's head, we can go straight for the enemy..."

Before Li Xin could finish speaking, golden light flashed in the Yan army camp, and countless sword energies descended from the sky.

However, in an instant, the sounds of fighting in the opposite Yan army camp came to an abrupt halt.

The next moment, a silver full moon appeared in the sky above the Yan army camp.

"not good!"

Wang Jian sensed something was extremely wrong and shouted, "Continue with the catapults..."

Before he could finish speaking, beams of crimson light descended from the sky, blasting all the mechanical weapons in the Qin army camp into pieces.

"not good!"

Wang Jian was greatly alarmed and shouted, "All troops, be on alert! Be careful..."

"Pardon, the heavenly body; severance, the six realms and four forms of life. Heart, holding the death without regret; path, treading on blood."

As the poem ended, Leng Feibai, now in his true form as a shadow, descended from the sky and landed in front of Wang Jian and the others.

Upon seeing Leng Feibai arrive, the surrounding Qin soldiers immediately surged forward.

Leng Feibai sneered, and the Five Elements Force Field crashed down. Wang Jian and the others felt an overwhelming pressure descending from the sky. Ordinary soldiers were even forced to the ground by this pressure.

"Go back and tell Ying Zheng not to consider attacking the Yan state for the next five years."

Leng Feibai calmly said, "Otherwise, the day Qin soldiers set foot in Yan territory will be the day I send him to meet the six previous Qin kings."

After saying that, Leng Feibai raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The characteristics of the True Qi in the Arctic Magnetic Field were activated, and the armor on Wang Jian and other generals was torn apart by the external force, leaving only their close-fitting white underwear on their bodies.

"This is just a formality!"

Leng Feibai calmly smiled and said, "If you don't leave now, you'll all die here!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai took to the air and disappeared from the sight of Wang Jian and the others.

With the pressure gone, Wang Jian and the others struggled to their feet.

Fear flashed in Li Xin's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "General, we..."

"boom"

An explosion rang out, and it was heard from the Qin army's grain storage area.

Not long after, a messenger ran over and said, "General, the grain supply camp has exploded out of nowhere for some unknown reason, and the grain has been burned to ashes in an instant."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jian felt a surge of grief and indignation, and turned to ask, "Of the 300,000 troops, how many are left?"

After hearing this, Li Xin gritted his teeth and said, "Considering the losses from the past few days, and the 30,000 troops that just stormed into the Yan army camp, we probably only have 250,000 left!"

After thinking it over, Wang Jian originally wanted to fight to the death.

But at that moment, a huge fireball fell from the sky, landing between the two military camps and exploding with a roar.

Powerful shockwaves and heat waves erupted to both sides, but before they made contact with the two military camps, the energy fluctuations seemed to be blocked for a moment and dissipated into thin air.

Seeing this, Wang Jian's last shred of fighting spirit was extinguished. He sighed and said, "The entire army shall withdraw and return to the border between Qin and Yan, awaiting the King's decree!"

Meanwhile, inside the Xianyang Palace of the Qin State, Ying Zheng, who had just finished reviewing memorials, put down the bamboo slips in his hand.

But at that moment, Donghuang Taiyi, who had lost an arm, appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

"Master Donghuang!"

Upon seeing Donghuang Taiyi's appearance, Ying Zheng dropped his brush and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what's wrong with your hand?"

"His Majesty!"

Donghuang Taiyi bowed slightly and said, "Wang Jian has been defeated!"

"what!"

Ying Zheng suddenly stood up and said in surprise, "Wang Jian's ability to command troops is unparalleled in the world, how could he possibly lose!"

"The Yan Kingdom also has a master to assist them!"

Donghuang Taiyi calmly said, "I have already divined that Yan will be difficult to conquer within five years. But after five years, Yan will surely be swallowed up by Qin. Your Majesty is currently in your prime and can wait for five years. During these five years, you can prepare to annex Wei and Chu. At that time, no one will be able to stop Your Majesty from conquering Yan!"

Ying Zheng, his face showing resentment, couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly is that expert from Yan who managed to make Wang Jian return empty-handed? Couldn't we send someone to eliminate him?"

Donghuang Taiyi shook his head and said, "My arm was severed by that man. In the world today, I'm afraid no one can kill him. Even a thousand armies are nothing more than insects to him."

After saying this, Donghuang Taiyi bowed slightly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with resentment. He immediately ordered his eunuchs to send someone to the border between Qin and Yan to inquire about what had happened to Wang Jian.

As for punishing Wang Jian, there are few military generals in Qin who can match his seniority. Let's spare that old man's life for now.

Inside the Yan army's main tent, Ji Yan quickly received news that Wang Jian had led his troops away.

In an instant, cheers erupted throughout the Yan army camp, from generals to soldiers.

Inside the tent, Leng Feibai stared at Ji Yan in disbelief.

"Brother, do you know what you're saying?"

Seeing Leng Feibai's incredulous expression, Ji Yan sighed and said, "Feibai, it's not suitable for you to stay in Yan Kingdom right now. Listen to your brother, you should go to Tianzong immediately. Otherwise, staying in Yan Kingdom might not end well!"

Leng Feibai did not refute after hearing this. After all, he had exposed too much of his strength this time. If he stayed in Yan, those incompetent nobles in Yan would definitely cause trouble for him.

Even Yan Dan would hide his talents and refuse to serve in the assassination attempt on Ying Zheng, which made him resentful of him.

"But, brother!"

Leng Feibai couldn't help but ask, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry! After all, I'm the Marquis of Pingnan and the top military leader. That guy Ji Dan wouldn't dare to mess with me easily!"

Ji Yan comforted him, "If fate allows, we will have the chance to meet again in the future!"

"I threatened Wang Jian!"

Leng Feibai calmly stated, "If Qin dares to cause trouble for Yan again within five years, I will go to Xianyang and kill Ying Zheng. As for after five years, I will no longer interfere in the affairs between Qin and Yan!"

Ji Yan nodded and patted Leng Feibai on the shoulder.

Leng Feibai sighed and turned to walk out of the tent.

"Brother, take care!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai vanished into the tent in a flash of light.

Upon seeing this, Ji Yan's face showed a hint of sadness, and he sat down on the ground.

"Thank you for buying me five years!"

Ji Yan rubbed his head. "But whether Ying Zheng will agree in these five years is another matter!" At the same time, twenty miles west of the Yan army camp, Leng Feibai raised his hand and drew three clones that remained in place.

"I'm leaving the Yan Kingdom in your care!"

Leng Feibai calmly said, "If the Qin army dares to come again within five years, kill them all. After five years, if Ji Yan has any intention of fighting to the death, you must bring him back to Tianzong."

The three clones nodded, transformed into birds, and disappeared.

Leng Feibai sighed, then arranged for enough clones to return to the alchemy and weapon-refining rooms of the Twelve-Story Tower to continue doing what needed to be done.

"Let's go check out the Taoist Heavenly Sect over there."

After confirming that there was no one around, Leng Feibai muttered to himself, "Perfect timing to go and see how powerful those Taoist martial arts, which are no different from immortal techniques, really are."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the Taoist stronghold, Mount Taiyi.

For several days, Leng Feibai flew slowly and finally arrived at the foot of Mount Taiyi.

It wasn't until Leng Feibai arrived at Taiyi Mountain that he suddenly felt unwell.

Taiyi Mountain is none other than Zhongnan Mountain, as it is known to later generations.

Not far to the north of Mount Taiyi lies Xianyang, the present-day capital of the Qin state.

Leng Feibai was very glad that he had changed his expression when he met Wang Jian and the others.

Otherwise, there might be a lot of trouble.

Looking at Zhongnan Mountain, which was no different from the world of Tianlong, Leng Feibai couldn't help but shake his head.

Last time in Tianlong, he simply wandered around Zhongnan Mountain and didn't encounter any famous people.

Zhongnan Mountain is a place where many frustrated scholars in later generations chose to live in seclusion.

Some of those who saw through the illusions of the world even went so far as to become monks and enter the Taoist sect here.

Leng Feibai glanced at the mountain road, then took out the letter Ji Yan had given him, along with the accompanying map, and began to study it.

According to Ji Yan's letter, the Heavenly Sect opens its gates to accept disciples every April.

In addition, disciples traveling in the martial arts world would also write letters recommending promising young talents they encountered.

However, there is a big difference between the two. After passing the test of the Heavenly Sect disciples, the former will be brought into the Heavenly Sect as an outer disciple.

The latter requires navigating the Langhuan Mountain Path set up by the Heavenly Sect and passing the trials along the way before one can join the Heavenly Sect.

Looking at the stone steps leading up the mountain, Leng Feibai compared them with the map and then walked straight up the steps.

Zhongnan Mountain is majestic and towering, shrouded in clouds and mist, truly deserving of its reputation as one of the famous Taoist mountains.

Its mountains rise and fall, with layers of peaks and ridges, covered with evergreen pines and cypresses, and white cranes occasionally fly over the mountain streams.

The cries of cranes echoed through the valley, adding to the ethereal atmosphere.

"Having cultivated a form like a crane, I sit beneath a thousand pines with two volumes of scriptures. I come to inquire about the Dao, but there is nothing more to say; the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle."

Leng Feibai muttered a few words to himself and walked straight up the stone steps.

But before Leng Feibai could take a few steps, a wisp of white mist drifted by, obscuring his path.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai didn't pay any attention. While secretly using the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique to spy, the Rat Bead also flew out at the same time to investigate the surrounding situation.

But just then, a figure appeared in his perception.

Upon seeing that person, Leng Feibai's face showed a look of disbelief.

"How is this possible? How could she be here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai was about to quicken his pace, but he quickly realized something.

"No, unless Xiaoxue has encountered a time-traveling opportunity like me, there's no way she could be here!"

As Leng Feibai finished speaking, he stared intently at his surroundings.

Alchemy, artifact crafting, talismans, and formations—the four arts of the Xuanmen (mystical sects). The fact that I can see my sister Leng Xue'er from my first life here suggests that someone has set up a bewitching formation to test my heart.

Thinking of this, Leng Feibai quickly formed hand seals, and a cyan halo immediately appeared around him.

Suppressing Spirit Technique - Formless Dharma Ring
The halo flew out, and the surrounding mist vanished in an instant, with Leng Xue'er's figure disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai simply maintained the spell and continued walking forward.

At this moment, two old men stood on a distant hillside, watching Leng Feibai's actions.

As soon as Leng Feibai stepped onto the mountain path, the two of them were attracted by the signal transmitted by the formation.

"I was right after all!"

The older of the two stroked his beard and said, "Ji Yan's younger brother has finally arrived!"

Seeing this, Danyangzi, who was standing to the side, showed a helpless expression.

He had originally chosen the disciple first, but unexpectedly, his own uncle had snatched him away.

"Uncle-Master, do you think this kid can pass the illusion array test?"

Bei Mingzi looked over after hearing this and said calmly, "What, you have so little confidence in the child your disciple taught?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai in the formation suddenly changed his hands, and a faint halo emanated from his whole body.

Wherever the halo reached, the illusionary array on the Langhuan Mountain path seemed to lose its effect and could no longer exert its influence.

Seeing this, Bei Mingzi also became interested. He raised his hand and pointed at the mountain path, immediately manipulating the maze on the mountain path.

The changes in the maze naturally did not escape Leng Feibai's notice.

Soon, figures that captivated his attention appeared all around him.

Among those figures are Fan's family from Joy of Life, his wife and children, his fellow disciples and lover from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Ji Yan who raised him with all his heart in this world, and his good drinking buddy Jing Ke.

Seeing them reappear, Leng Feibai smiled.

Although he knew these people were fake, Leng Feibai really wanted to see them one more time.

Then, a few more figures appeared in front of him.

As soon as these people came out, Leng Feibai's calm face fell, followed by an angry expression.

"Why are you all out here too? I really don't want to see you!"

After speaking, Leng Feibai joined his index and middle fingers together, amplifying the power of the Formless Dharma Ring. Soon, all the figures were dispersed.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai also took a deep breath and said, "Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, it was just a little illusion, did you really think it could trap me?"

After saying this, Leng Feibai sat down cross-legged, placed his hands on his knees, and silently recited in his heart, "The human path is insignificant, the immortal path is boundless, and the ghost path is joyful! When the human path is opened, the immortal path values ​​life, and the ghost path values ​​death... The heavens are vast and boundless, and my path prospers day by day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai released a burst of energy from between his hands. As the energy burst, the illusion array on the mountain path temporarily lost its effect, revealing the true nature of the mountain path.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai transformed into a streak of light and rushed out, arriving at the interior of a pavilion at the end of the mountain path.

Two elderly men dressed in Taoist robes were already standing in the pavilion waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)