But, have they ever thought about dying on the battlefield? The battlefield has always been a slaughterhouse. How many people have died in battle?
Soldiers die in a hundred battles, and brave men return after ten years. History praises those who defend their country, but does anyone remember the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for victory?
Wu Daosheng felt touched, as if he knew what he should do for them!
Seeing this situation, he was filled with compassion and wanted to enlighten the world with the secret techniques of Taoism.
Under the strange gazes of tens of thousands of people, Wu Daosheng gathered his fingers together and quickly formed seals. The magic power in his body instantly surged and spread rapidly to the surrounding civilian soldiers.
Everyone felt that something suddenly appeared in their body, but they didn't know what it was. They felt a strange feeling.
Suddenly, a golden light appeared, and Wu Daosheng summoned his Nascent Soul body, floating in the air and sitting cross-legged, overlooking the group of rebel alliance members below.
"A god! He is a god!"
"Kneel down quickly to greet the gods! He has come to save us poor people!"
"Pray to the gods to save me from suffering, destroy those demons, and return my home to me..."
There was a commotion among the people, and they knelt down one after another, praying to the gods to bless them to rebuild their homes and return to a peaceful life.
The group of people around Wu Daosheng were all shocked! They could never have imagined that this gentleman could have such great magical powers, as if he were a true god descending to the world, shining with golden light!
At this moment, the true body floating in the air had its eyes open, its face solemn and dignified, and it was muttering something that sounded like the sound of the great Dao. It was the formula for the magic of the cultivation world!
"Illusions arise from the mind, and scenes arise from thoughts. The sky and earth are dark yellow, and all things are revealed.
Dreams weave illusions, wishing them to be real, the netherworld of yin and yang, true and false cannot be distinguished.
Where the heart desires, where hope lies, with the way of Tao, the connection will continue and rekindle."
As the magic formulas were slowly uttered, the surging magic power intertwined into a painting, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed, presenting a beautiful world!
This group of civilian soldiers stared intently at the surrounding scenery. The mountains and rivers were intact, and birds were singing. It seemed as if the psychological haze of the past was dispelled by a mysterious force, and replaced by bountiful rice fields and joyful village banquets!
They stepped into this dream bubble without realizing it, and the pressure in their hearts gradually eased. They felt the long-lost peace and joy.
Children chased and played on the green grass, and every household opened their doors and windows, filled with laughter. The young men toiled in the fields, yet they no longer felt tired or desperate!
In this fantasy world, people seem to have forgotten the troubles of the world and have found the goals and direction of life again!
Even Qi Tai and Qiu Hengshan, the senior cadres of the Rebel Alliance, were immersed in the illusion, as if they saw the hope after the war, with smiles and peace on their faces.
Wu Daosheng did not stop, but continued to make hand seals and began to preach in this illusion!
The golden light of the Nascent Soul's true body was even more dazzling, like the rising sun, casting golden light on everyone's face!
Wu Daosheng used his magical power to bless and began to silently recite the Taixuan Heart Sutra. The solemn Taoist sound sounded again, as if the rootless pure water cleansed everyone's soul.
"Before the beginning of the universe, when the universe was just beginning, before the boundless, existence and non-existence coexisted.
The Yi contains Taiji, which gives rise to the two opposites. The interaction of the two opposites gives rise to all things. The Dao is hidden and nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth; it can be named, but it is not an eternal name.
Wonderful existence and nothingness, mysterious and profound, the door to all wonders..."
Zhuang Wei's great voice was like nectar, nourishing their hearts, and it was like a seed of hope sprouting and growing vigorously!
After a long time, Wu Daosheng stopped preaching and sat cross-legged, waiting for everyone to wake up.
In the entire base, everyone was smiling, and some were crying with joy, as if they had found the true meaning of life in the illusion.
When the illusion disappeared, everyone woke up, with a strong sense of reluctance in their eyes. They had no reluctance, only a yearning for that kind of life.
After everyone woke up, they suddenly felt different in their bodies, as if the burden in their hearts had been quietly put down, and their bodies felt relaxed, without the usual heavy mood.
Some people were surprised to find that they were much more flexible. Even the elderly who needed help felt stronger and felt more powerful after moving their arms.
"What...what's going on?! I feel better than ever!"
"Yes! I also feel warm all over, and it's so comfortable!"
"Grandma, please don't move around, or you'll fall!"
"My dear grandson, grandma feels much younger. Her thin arms are strong now!"
Everyone suddenly thought of something, and their eyes suddenly turned to the young man in the center, with a pious emotion filling their eyes.
"It's the gods! It's the gods' blessing!"
They no longer doubted the young man's identity at this moment!
He is God!
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