The land of the southern barbarians.

A bloodbath.

The Xia Dynasty has changed from passive defense to active attack. Although it has not yet gained a firm foothold in the land of the southern barbarians, it has completely stopped Tu Jiu's footsteps and won battle after battle.

At the same time, under the suggestion of Meng Junliang, a list of talents was set up to recruit talented people from all over the world to expand the territory.

Such a situation naturally made the human race excited, and countless knowledgeable people came to serve.

Zhou Yunwu has been guarding the front line. At this time, he was in a tent, listening to his men reporting on the battlefields everywhere.

By his side, there was only Meng Junliang. Due to the shortage of manpower, Huo Da had been sent to the front line for support.

Zhou Yunwu held a slightly worn book in his hand, as if he was reading the most precious book in the world, and exclaimed: "The "Tai Gong Military Strategy" that you gave us is really mysterious and invincible. If I can't quell the war with such a military strategy, how can I face you?"

Meng Junliang said in awe: "Your talent is beyond the world, but although we have the military strategy, it is only effective for mortals. We must always pay attention to the changes on the battlefield. The demons have many tricks."

"Of course!" Zhou Yunwu's face darkened, and then said: "Military advisor, how many immortal cultivators have been recruited so far?"

Meng Junliang said: "The demons are fearless of death. After all, the immortal cultivators are selfish, and their combat power is slightly insufficient."

Zhou Yunwu's eyes suddenly condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "Continue to recruit! Announce to the outside world that if a sect joins and makes meritorious deeds on the battlefield, I am willing to share the fate of the country with it!"

He felt heavy in his heart. The master had high hopes for him and was willing to hand over this burden to him. No matter what, he must win!

Meng Junliang said: "My king, there is good news."

"Oh? Tell me quickly." Zhou Yunwu's eyes lit up.

Meng Junliang said, "There is an immortal who calls himself a Bodhisattva of Buddhism. He promotes Buddhism to the outside world. He has profound Buddhist teachings and has attracted many believers. He is at odds with the demons and has also joined the battlefield."

"Hahaha, this is good news indeed!"

"And... this Buddhism seems to be your work!"

"So it was done by you!"

Meng Junliang's words made Zhou Yunwu's heart beat wildly. An ecstatic look suddenly appeared on his face. He trembled and said, "Is this Buddhism the one in Journey to the West?"

He thought of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in Journey to the West, where emperors could talk to the immortals in the heavenly palace on an equal footing. He had always longed for it, and was naturally excited at this moment.

Meng Junliang nodded calmly, "It should be correct!"

Zhou Yunwu said respectfully: "Good! Master must have predicted that the demons would be powerful, so he opened up Buddhism."

"Report--"

At this moment, a soldier rushed in from outside the door, his face covered in blood and his expression panicked.

Zhou Yunwu walked out of the tent and frowned, "What's the matter?"

The soldier hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, a thick fog suddenly arose on the Nanping battlefield, and we can't see. General Chen Guang is dead or alive, and General Huoda is also seriously injured. We urgently need to send troops to support us."

"Demons!" Zhou Yunwu's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he gritted his teeth and growled, and another general was lost.

"Your Majesty, this fog must be a trick of the demons. I'll go take a look."

Meng Junliang looked at the horizon in the distance, pondered for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, I have to leave now."

Zhou Yunwu's face changed slightly, "What do you mean by this, military advisor?"

"Master established Buddhism, and there are Bodhisattvas to spread the Dharma. We have been concentrating on the battlefield, but we have overlooked another deeper meaning of Master."

Meng Junliang paused and said, "The Dharma needs people to spread it! Your Majesty, haven't you noticed that although you have issued a recruitment list, there are very few talented people in the world, resulting in a shortage of manpower? Master also said that he wanted me to preach to the world! Now I am going to open a school and respect your teachings."

Thoughts, military strategies, medical skills, and farming methods, each one is as vast as the ocean of smoke and cannot be mastered overnight. These are the roots of inheritance and must not be cut off!

"It is my fault for neglecting this! These are the treasures bestowed by the master on our human race. We cannot destroy them even if we die!"

Zhou Yunwu nodded and hugged Meng Junliang. "The military advisor will always be my military advisor. This time when we go to the front line, victory or defeat is secondary. The military advisor must protect himself! This is my request!"

"I will." Meng Junliang bowed to Zhou Yunwu, turned around and walked away.

Nanping battlefield.

Mountains are undulating, shouts are deafening, and the sound of weapons colliding is everywhere.

However, if you look up, you will find that several mountain ranges are covered by heavy fog. This fog is extremely strange. It rises at noon and lingers for a long time.

Not far from the mountain range, there were flashes of light, spiritual power, various magic lights flashing, special effects dazzling, and the ceiling falling.

This is the battlefield of immortal cultivators, where cultivators fight with demons. It is gorgeous and far more tragic than that of mortals.

Because if you are not careful, you will be killed. If your cultivation is not good enough, the aftermath can shock you to death.

Among the countless figures, a beautiful figure is not eye-catching. There are flames around her body. The red flames reflect her face, which makes her look particularly resolute.

It is Luo Shiyu.

She felt a pull on her hand, and the flames around her body suddenly turned into a fire dragon, which surrounded the surrounding enemies.

However, such a big move attracted more demons.

Luo Shiyu's face froze, and she took a step forward, her figure floating, as if she had turned into a breeze. In the blink of an eye, she fled dozens of miles away, heading straight in one direction.

There, four demons stood separately, holding various magic tools, casting spells.

The fog was caused by them.

"Haha, little girl, your magic is special. Who taught you?"

With a chuckle, two demons in black robes came like ghosts.

One was in the early stage of the Out-of-the-Way period, and the other was in the middle stage of the Out-of-the-Way period.

With the momentum building up, she raised her hand and grabbed Luo Shiyu. Suddenly, a black chain entangled Luo Shiyu.

Luo Shiyu's face darkened slightly.

She had just entered the late Yuanying stage and had crossed a great realm.

However, there was no fear on her face. She turned her wrist and a fiery red sword appeared in her hand.

The sword trembled slightly in the air, and it turned into seven, circling around her, and immediately formed a flaming tornado with a huge momentum.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong!"

The black chain touched the flame shield and trembled violently. She was so frightened that she couldn't raise her head.

Not only that, the flames had the aura of the Dao, like the fire of heaven and earth. The chain actually showed signs of melting, and black gas was evaporating.

With the cultivation of a Yuanying, he was fighting against a cultivator in the Out-of-Imperial Stage, and he was fighting two enemies at once, but he was not at all inferior.

It made people look at him sideways.

"Very powerful, but with the cultivation of a Yuanying, his understanding of the Dao is so profound. He must be a genius among the cultivators." The black-robed man's eyes glowed red, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, "Kill him quickly!"

"Humph!"

Luo Shiyu snorted coldly, her face was cold, and when she raised her hand, the flames danced wildly, mixed with the sharp sword intent.

At this time, what she was thinking about was every bit with Li Nianfan.

Being with a master is like talking to the Tao. Every word and action is in line with the Tao. Even if the master has not taught her deliberately, she can understand it even if she is a pig.

Moreover, she has also gained many opportunities from the master.

Originally, all of this was buried in her heart, but since she entered the battlefield, these things finally burst out with tremendous energy, making her grow very fast!

Countless Tao rhymes flowed through her body, and many things that she didn't understand before gradually became clear.

She benefited a lot from fighting for so long.

"My talent is not enough, and everything I have is mediocre. It is a blessing to be favored by a master. Only in this way can I understand the master's teachings and share the master's worries!"

Her mind was blank, and her vision was much higher than that of ordinary people, as if she had overlooked the world from the shoulders of a giant.

Everything she had seen and heard before condensed into one point, and the figure of the master writing began to become clear in her mind.

"Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"

Her eyes suddenly burst into an amazing light, and a sharp momentum rose to the sky. The strong murderous aura condensed into blood red around her body and mixed with the flames.

With a lift of the wrist, the seven red long swords made a long sound, and a flash of red fire was seen. The two out-of-the-world monks were instantly covered by the sword intent and flames, leaving nothing behind!

Luo Shiyu was panting heavily, and a string of blood was stained on her beautiful face, which made her look a little weird.

If it were in the past, such an achievement would be enough for her to brag about for the rest of her life, but now her face was calm and simple.

This alone is not enough, and I am still ashamed of the teachings of the master.

She blamed herself, her eyes locked on the place where the spell was cast, revealing a firm look, and rushed forward with the escape light.

A demon jumped out and acted as a temporary leader, pointing at Luo Shiyu and saying, "She is a genius in cultivating immortals, kill her!"

"Amitabha!"

Accompanied by a Buddhist chant, several bald men wearing cassocks suddenly appeared, riding on the Buddha's light.

The golden light was dazzling, and the bald heads were even brighter, and they immediately became the most handsome guys in the audience.

"Female donor, you should not fight anymore, retreat."

Luo Shiyu said anxiously, "We must break their fog array, otherwise there is no chance of winning in the mortal battlefield!"

"Don't worry, donor, our Buddhist sect will naturally not let the demons do whatever they want."

As soon as he finished speaking, another round of Buddhist chanting came.

"Amitabha!"

On the mortal battlefield, golden light shone brightly, forcing the fog back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On a distant mountain, several dark shadows sneered, "The Buddhist bald donkey is finally here!"