When everyone was still immersed in the joy of the New Year, the disaster of demonic obstacles suddenly appeared, or it can be said that disasters always appear when there is no preparation. Along with a sound similar to the sound of broken energy, a huge ferocious bird fell from the sky and descended to the world.

It opened its sharp claws and grabbed a man's shoulder, then tore the man apart like tofu.

Blood and organs exploded.

It splashed on the ground and on the people around.

Emit heat.

Next to him were his parents with graying temples. They had just been talking about the New Year. The man said that he had earned some money this year, and he wanted to buy his parents some nice things for the New Year, such as a bottle of good wine and some cloth to make some fashionable clothes. His parents were reluctant to see their child spend money, and after a few words, the man became a little annoyed and bought things on his own. His parents followed behind him, feeling a little embarrassed.

Enough is enough, the clothes at home can still be worn.

The same goes for drinking wine that costs three or five cents.

This is the time when you should be saving money, so you can't be so lavish.

Then in the blink of an eye he died here.

After his mother was stunned, she almost instinctively pounced on her bloody son. Another ferocious bird swooped down. The old man with a slightly hunched back picked up a stool from a nearby stall and smashed it with a roar, blocking his wife and children. Then he was torn to pieces. The white-haired and wrinkled woman had tears in her eyes, and the third one fell to the ground.

The tragedy happened in an instant, and the entire street went from being festive and joyful at the beginning to a state of terrible panic.

People were pulling their children or running wildly, with panic in their eyes. Such scenes appeared simultaneously in more than 200 markets in the entire Zhongzhou city. The tragic blood color stained such a majestic city. Fierce monsters fell from the sky, tearing people's flesh and blood, and destroying their bodies at will.

People fled in panic and hid in the houses, but they soon discovered that, not to mention the thatched roofs of ordinary poor people, even the houses of rich families with brick and stone structures and crossbeams could not withstand the drilling of these demons. The shivering man who was hiding in the house holding his child looked up and saw cracks in the bricks and stones.

Fear appeared in his eyes, and the child asked: "Daddy, the house is moving..."

"Nothing, it's okay."

He forced a smile, then held the child in his arms and turned around with his back facing outside.

A huge ferocious bird swooped down, and the man's face turned pale. Suddenly, an invisible aura swept over him.

In an instant, the ferocious bird turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

A talisman appeared in the room, and the white-haired old Taoist held a sword and said, "Don't move."

"Stay within the range of the talisman."

"You are..."

The man's eyes were wide open, his face was pale, and before he could ask any questions, the old Taoist from Lianyang Temple rushed out again.

The long sword sweeps across to slay demons and monsters, and the talisman sweeps out to disperse the foul air, ensuring temporary safety.

Before the Taoist innate Qi, the first thing to do is to retrieve the life treasure. Once the three elements are complete, the Taoist's state will always remain at the peak of condensing the innate Qi, and will not decline due to age. But even so, there is still a limit. The old Taoist's talismans are constantly being exhausted, and he knows very well that this is no longer a problem that a Taoist priest with only innate Qi can handle.

Even a real person would not be able to resolve such a disaster that had been planned for a long time to wipe out a city with millions of people.

However, how can we just stand by and watch what is happening in the world and the people in the world?

It can't be done, but it has to be so.

It is worth the two hundred years of practicing Taoism.

"The sky is bright and the foul air is dispersed!"

The old Taoist chopped with his sword.

He tried his best to save people, even though his strength was weak, he was able to save people after all. Cultivation requires cultivation of the mind, and the Tao has never been ruthless.

After discovering that their own houses could not shelter them, more people instinctively chose to run to temples and Taoist temples.

There is a Jueming Temple in the capital of Zhongzhou. The temple is extremely large and quite luxurious. It has Buddhist halls and palaces. Inside, there are thousands of Buddha statues and golden bodies of Buddha, which are extremely exquisite and can be called treasures. At this moment, people are flocking here and want to come in, but at this time, the door of the temple is closed.

People were outside crying and banging on doors.

The door could not be opened, the monks looked miserable, the old abbot sighed, and suddenly a noisy sound was heard.

"What are you arguing about?!"

"Ah, the abbot."

"this……"

Many young monks made way, and a tall monk with a greasy face and a greedy face came over. He held a Buddhist bead in his hand, frowned for a long time, raised his hand to push away the monks around him, walked up to the old monk, and said rudely: "Master, what are you doing? Why don't you open the door!"

"You're going to watch someone die without helping?!"

The old host said sadly, "The wing rooms and guest rooms are already packed with people."

"All the monks are here. If they give the houses to the people, demons will fall from the sky."

"The houses in the temple have been contaminated by the aura of incense for a long time, and they can still resist a little. Without the shelter of the houses, the common people who come here will die, and it will attract more demons. In that case, the people hiding in the houses will also die... Zhenjing, do you want to save some people, or arrogantly want to save everyone, but end up killing everyone? Do you understand the choice?"

"The Buddhist disciples still have the strength to fight and will protect those hiding in this temple."

The abbot, Zhen Jing, remained silent, then suddenly cursed, "Stupid bald ass!"

"I have a solution!"

He turned around and suddenly strode forward, actually going directly to the Thousand Buddha Hall. Immediately, there was a sound of shattering, and the sound of Buddha statues shattering could be heard. The monk actually smashed all the Buddha statues that had been enshrined for a thousand years, and then threw them out of the hall like garbage.

In the end, he did not give up and ran straight to the main hall. The old monk was startled, then horrified, and said:

"Ma-jing, what are you going to do?!"

"do what?"

The monk laughed loudly, and many monks were frightened and ran over. They were immediately shocked to see the monk carrying the Buddha statue from the main hall on his back. He walked out step by step with his eyes raised. Because he was carrying the Buddha, no one dared to stop him and let him walk out. He said:

"Practice Buddhism and save the world!"

"Isn't there a house now? Hahahaha, old man, you are still not as smart as me."

"Why don't you let me be the host!"

"The Thousand Buddha Hall has received incense from the common people for thousands of years. Disciples, take the statues of the Buddhas and engrave the Buddhist scriptures to form a great formation!"

"yes!"

The monk Zhenjing laughed loudly: "My disciple, open the door!"

The young monks hurried over to open the gate, and people rushed in, pushing and shoving each other, hoping to squeeze themselves in. It was chaotic and noisy, with people crying, shouting, yelling, and so on. It was extremely chaotic. They all wanted the people in front of them to fall behind them, but suddenly they heard a roar:

"If you make any more trouble, I will throw you all out, smash you to the ground, and grind you into pulp to attract the demons!"

Everyone was so frightened that their hearts seemed to stop beating. They turned around and saw a monk standing there. It was the abbot of the temple.

He raised his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"The Buddhist disciples formed a stick formation, with the youngest going first, then the young people, and finally the old people."

An old man who was drunk said indignantly: "Why?! Isn't it said to respect the elderly and love the young?"

Zhen Jing sneered, "You have already lived for several decades, and you don't have many years left to live. Young people still have several decades to live. Are you going to go in and leave the young people to die outside?"

The old man was startled and angrily asked, "What kind of monk are you!"

The monk cursed back: "I am a monk like this, come or not, if you don't want to come, get out!"

Finally, the people nearby who were able to come here alive were accommodated in the temple. The monks crushed the statues in the Thousand Buddha Hall and used these statues that had absorbed thousands of years of incense to write Buddhist scriptures. They put pen to paper on the walls and pillars of the temple. The dignified Buddhist destiny was upright and honest. Zhen Jing stood outside the temple gate with his eyes closed, his expression calm and his shoulders relaxed.

The Buddha statue in the main hall fell heavily to the ground, blocking the mountain gate.

The Buddha is compassionate and is looking ahead.

Zhen Jing held a long iron staff, with monks, some young and some not so young, behind him. He said:

"Everyone, form a formation."

"yes!"

With so many people making such a loud noise, they attracted many monsters while fleeing. Zhen Jing opened his eyes slightly, roared, and brandished a long stick to kill the monsters. The long stick was swung with great heaviness and domineering power. It was a compassionate Buddhism, but with such a heavy weapon, it was a blunt weapon specially designed to break armor. His martial arts had reached the first-rate level in the world.

The realm of Buddhism is equivalent to the innate qi of Taoism, and one can also be the abbot of a temple.

Even a demon covered in scales would not be able to withstand his full-strength blow and would be beaten into bloody pieces.

At this moment, he was holding a stick in front to block the demons and blocked most of the attacks. Many disciples were assisting on both sides, but the demons were too fierce. When there was foul air everywhere, there was clear air here, just like a fire in the darkness, extremely obvious. The demons kept killing one layer after another, almost without stopping.

Gradually, casualties occurred among the young monks as well.

A monk screamed, and was caught by the demon while swinging his stick. He was then dragged over and eaten up in an instant. The monks paused, and Zhen Jing shouted angrily, sweeping the round stick in his hand, and his own Buddhist aura surged: "Hold steady!"

"Hold on!"

"Buddhism is happiness in nirvana, no suffering, no suffering..."

真镜咬着牙，掌中那一握的铁棍舞动如龙般将那些妖魔击溃，僧人们抵挡妖魔足足一炷香还要多的时间，但是经文尚且不曾写完，忽有女子的声音传来：“救命，大师，大师，救命啊……”

众多僧人看到一名女子跌跌撞撞跑来，身上伤势极多，几乎已经要死了。

怀中还抱着一个孩子。

她见到那边的僧人们，眼底两出来光，在被一只凶悍妖狼托住之前，手一扬起，那孩子被抛向前面的僧人们，这个时候哪怕心中知道必有所异，真镜还是下意识踏前，掌中兵刃横扫，将几头妖狼的头打碎，左手抓住那孩子，旋即手腕剧痛。

那孩子死死抱住他，用力咬合着他的手腕。

竟然咬破了佛门体魄。

真镜怔怔低下头，看到那孩子身上已经侵染了瘴气魔气，脖子上有伤口露出白骨，显而易见已经被杀了许久，抬起头看到那女子剥开了自己的皮，出现的是有类山魈的模样，真镜身躯微微颤抖，怒吼一声，做狮子吼，声声震退了这些妖魔数步。

后退数步，低下头，看到那孩子的脸上还残留恐惧，却被妖魔寄生，此刻处于非生非死的姿态，仍旧是抬眸看着那僧人，还残留有一丝丝的人性，眼底恐惧流泪。

看到她的手腕上有五色丝线编织的辟邪之物。

真镜神色悲苦，左手被那妖魔咬着，右手抬起，轻柔按在那孩子脸上。

“抱歉……”

佛门光明气机震动。

直接震散了那孩子的气机。

咬着他手腕的那妖魔还不松开，这是专门破他体魄的妖魔，他能感觉到瘴气已自手腕处进入体内，而这一咬极用力，已见筋骨，僧人沉默，忽而自一名弟子手中抢过戒刀，直接一刀将自己的手腕劈下。

众多僧人神色骤变。

真镜右手持刀，以体魄封锁住了血液流淌，怒道：“结阵！”

这一日觉明寺挡住了如山海般袭来的妖魔近乎于一个时辰，最后整个寺庙都被写下了佛经，当阵法成的时候，散发出了温暖的佛门气息，短暂地封闭了瘴气邪气，而在外面阻拦的僧人只剩下了六个还活着。

“走！”

“走！”

真镜右手持刀，左臂推搡着他左右的僧人们，可是他们似乎都已杀红了眼睛，不肯离开，僧人口中怒吼，做狮子吼，震得这些弟子身子一顿，此刻才回过神来，双眼流泪，仍旧才十多岁的少年，道：

“监寺师叔，他们都死了……我们的，我那一个屋子里面的师兄弟，现在就只剩下我一个了……”

真镜回答道：“佛门寂灭为乐。”

“不苦，不哭……”

他用断了手的手臂蹭了蹭这僧人的头，笑了下，忽而一股巨力爆发，直接将这年轻僧人扔入墙后，那年轻僧人反应过来，还要说什么的时候已落下来，真镜旋身，那戒刀抛飞出去的时候，撕扯出大片血色，而后将弟子们一一扔过墙去。

右脚一踹，佛陀塑像直接如同高山滚石一般轰隆隆地砸下去。

真镜大步扑向大门，欲要腾飞起来，但是却身子一沉，却见到两个先前僧人，身死之后，为瘴气所侵，为妖魔所吞，死死抱住他的双脚，让他再不能起来，寺庙的大门打开一条缝隙，里面的僧人着急着让他快些进来。

“关门！关门！”

真境怒吼：“把门关上，老和尚，把阵封住！”

“不准再进了！”

“谁都不准再进！”

“你进来我们就封阵，已经准备好了！”

“放屁！”

真镜用尽全力，震开妖魔，然后扑到门前，右脚一提，一根长棍飞起，握在掌心，旋身横扫，将数头妖魔震散，他见到这些妖魔似乎知道了阵法将要成就，越发疯狂，自己若是踏入其中的话，则必然跟着进去了。

一狠心，掌中熟铜棍猛地穿过了这沉重山门外的门钹之上，将门从外面封住。

而后直接以双手合十之姿态，将熟铜棍锁死在自己曲起双肘之中，身躯力量贲起，化作第二重锁链。

“锁阵！”

“师叔……”

“结阵！”

门外僧人怒吼，身躯本来已近极限，忽而身躯一颤，低下头，看到腹部被洞穿，残留不多的力气快速地消散了，脸上的血管涨红，感觉到了邪气侵体，双手，亦或者说一只手和断裂的手腕，仍旧勉强做供佛之姿态，双目微垂。

门内僧人咬着牙，泪流满面，写下了佛经的最后一步。

“一切有为法。”

“如梦幻泡影。”

“如露亦如电。”

“应作如是观。”

真镜念诵最后四句，感觉到温暖的佛光流转，微微笑了下，垂首念诵。

“阿弥陀佛……”

未曾念完。

身躯已被撕裂，粉身碎骨，血肉为妖魔所食，魂魄亦被吞灭。

……

“快跑！”

“快跑！”

城中乱象频发，两百余坊市，数百万人口，纷乱之时，更有癫狂之人在这样的环境下，反而去做些平素不敢做的恶事，卖芝麻饼的小贩推车快速地往家中赶去，一路妖魔袭来，都被他用这其实极沉的车给撞开。

忽而有一只飞鸟扑杀，他身子往前一滚，直接避开的同时，娴熟伸出手臂。

这时候才能发现他手臂其实极长，极类似军中选拔武士的猿臂接飞猱的要求。

直接夹住了这凶禽的脖子，借助它前冲的气势一个翻滚卸力，顺势将匕首插入它的脖子里面，就杀死了这个妖怪，急匆匆地奔赴家中，眼底都红了，回到家中，却发现妻儿都在，这汉子这才松了劲，一下拥住了妻儿，身子颤抖不已。

“是春生观的道长来过，给我们留下了一道符。”

“说，说这符在就还好。”

卖芝麻饼的小贩这才明白，道：“春生观？道长……”

“那两个年纪还小的道长还在我这里买了芝麻饼，之前我染了病，他还来找我来着……不知是哪个道观的，不过，都太好了，太好了……你们没事太好了……”一个才五岁的小姑娘抱着爹爹的腿，也是害怕。

他的妻子轻声祈求道：“我们就躲在这里，道长们会解决这些事情的……”

“……嗯。”

“不要出去了好不好？”

女子声音近乎于哀求。

“……嗯。”

外面传来人们的惨叫声音，这卖芝麻饼的小贩死死咬着牙，身子颤抖，这个在他和少年道人谈论时候说起来，会不眠不休照顾自己的妻子似乎明白了什么，伸出手摸了摸他的脸颊，退后数步，满脸悲怆，转身去取了一个包裹，是个钥匙，递给了那小贩。

“……拿去吧。”

“！！”

男子抿了抿唇，抱了抱妻子，大步转身去了屋子的角落。

外面那卖五色丝线辟邪的老者被一个妖怪扑倒，觉得自己必死无疑，满脸悲怆的时候，忽然听到了一声沉闷声音，有一物横飞而来，直接撞在这妖怪身上，不知是何物，竟然如此沉重，将此妖砸得粉碎，鲜血扑了老人一脸。

此物重重砸在地上。

老者抬起头，看到那男子大步走出，直接飞起抽击在一名妖怪的身上，似乎有暗伤，先前就特别容易染病，这样剧烈的动作更是让他咳嗽不已，但是那妖怪竟然被他打得后退了，那被白色包裹裹挟的东西震颤，似乎猛虎地声咆哮。

包裹散开，里面是一个巨大的铁匣子，那男子翻身来此，打开了匣子。

伸手探入其中。

刹那之间，仿佛烈酒洒落刀锋，在这地方讨生活的男人眉毛扬起，他抬起手，那东西被取出，是一柄剑，宽厚有一掌，极沉重，呈现出玄色，散发森森的杀机，拔剑，冲阵！

有许许多多类似的人出现了，他们最终都本能地选择冲到一个地方。

中州府城的军械库。

藏在库房里面的军械官被抓出来，看着眼前这些男子，他身子不断颤抖。

“妖魔爪利，我们需要甲胄。”

“只需要护住要害就行。”

军械官脸色苍白：“私自打开军械库，是大罪啊，要抄斩的！！”

他咽了口口水，取出了钥匙，道：“所以，能请诸位把我打晕吗？”

“那样的话，我最多只是被流放，不至于死在刑场。”

他取出钥匙，指了指不远处道：“这个屋子里面是中州白晖军的备用甲胄。”

“那另外一边呢？”

“那边？那边都是旧甲了，所有祖籍中州，从军伍上退下来的兵士甲胄都放在那里，若是有需要会被调走……嗯？你们要那些旧甲？新甲各个体型都有，旧甲的话，未必有适合诸位的啊，成建制的军队甲胄是流通的，这里放着的，都是那些被废掉兵团名号的废……”

军械官似乎明白了什么，身躯微微颤抖。

男子回答道：

“不，会有的。”

……

“顶着，全给我顶住！副城主他们已经杀去寻找能重新启动气运阵法的法子了，这城里面的阵法现在已经恢复部分了，至少这帮杂种没法从天上落下，但是他们还能从城门杀进来……”

"Before activating the Humane Luck Formation, everyone must die here and cannot retreat!"

The defenders of Zhongzhou City widened their eyes and roared. A group of soldiers had already died here, but because they were inside Zhongzhou, they had withstood the pressure here and had not collapsed. However, these Zhongzhou soldiers had no experience in fighting against monsters and paid a heavy price. Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

A huge hole was opened on one side of the city gate, and a demon that was as big as a tiger and three meters long came rushing in.

Without the luck of humanity, the effectiveness of the military formation would be reduced and it would be impossible to cope with it.

The defender made a subconscious decision and wanted to retreat, but then he thought of what he had said, his face became ferocious and he said angrily: "Damn it, if a man dies, the birds will fly to the sky. If he can't live for thousands of years, I will fight you to the death!!!" The blood rushed to his head, and he was desperate to die in the performance of his duty, but suddenly he heard a fierce sound of breaking through the air, and it suddenly became louder.

In an instant, the ink-black spear broke through the air and directly nailed the demon to death!

The demon wailed several times, and stopped bleeding, but the end of the spear was still vibrating, which showed how powerful it was.

"Ink-colored spear..."

The guard murmured, and suddenly remembered a group of people he was ordered to keep a close eye on, and remembered the criminal army that was scolded by the masses. He raised his head, turned around, and saw that the road ahead was dark, all the demons were killed, and the people who came here were all wearing old armor, and the sound of the armor was solemn and murderous. Only this heavy armor could fight against the demons.

They were wearing ink-colored armor, heavy armor, helmets, and visors.

The strong waist is swallowed by the tiger's mouth.

There are delicate patterns on the shoulders of the armor.

There is a token hanging on one side of the waist and a long sword on the other side.

Their expressions were cold and murderous. They held swords, with shields and knives on the outermost side, and then formed a battle array with spears. Everything was just as recorded in the history books. They smashed the monsters and broke through the rain. It was as if they had walked out of the dim history again. That history was only seven years later. The guard murmured: "The Divine Martial Black Armor Army..."

The leader drew his spear and replied indifferently:

"The former Iron Cavalry Captain of the Third Army of the Shenwu Black Armor Army is leading his troops to come to our aid."

"Get out of the way, you are no match for them."

His expression softened and he said, "You have done very well."

The defending army retreated, and a torrent of inky steel took over the battlefield.

After being abandoned for seven years and bearing the world's infamy for seven years.

The Xuanjia Army of the Shenwu Dynasty once again stepped onto the battlefield.

Wearing black armor and a dark cloak, he called out to the army to come to the rescue, to support the good and punish the evil, to protect the country and the people.

The nine states are brave and valiant, with divine and powerful black armor.

"Form a formation!"

Human affairs should be managed by human beings.