Chapter 523: The More Suffering the World, the More Incense Will Become
At this level, Jin Ting Daxian no longer found it difficult to see the qi. With the King of Wu leading the army in person, the fate was concealed, and with the soldiers and horses surrounding him, the military morale was magnificent. King Tongji was hiding in the army and could not be seen at all.
When a few people gather together to form a large number, human power is stronger than ghosts and gods.
In this formation, if Wutong had not been allied with the King of Wu and was originally a part of this army, it would probably be difficult for him to practice Taoism.
The power of Taoism depends on the spirits of heaven and earth, the gods of heaven and earth, and the thoughts of heaven and earth.
But on the battlefield, human power, human thoughts, and human gods have obscured everything. Only by overcoming this human power can the power of heaven and earth be leveraged.
But if one could overcome this human power, there would be no need to borrow the power of heaven and earth.
If one cannot borrow the power of heaven and earth, then relying solely on one's own cultivation, no matter if one is an immortal or a god, will be like water without a source and a tree without roots.
The Great Immortal Jin Ting's gaze passed through the military formation and saw the scene inside Xuanzhou City.
The King of Wu traveled thousands of miles to personally lead an expedition to Xuanzhou City. His troops had already arrived at the city, but this military town only just began to react.
There are not enough soldiers and horses in the city, so it is wishful thinking to want to defend Xuanzhou.
However, Jin Ting Daxian did not come to participate in the war, but to pick fruits. How the war went had nothing to do with him.
He led the Chi Shen to stop in the distance and watched the troops of both sides quietly.
The Xuanzhou Censor stood on the city wall, facing the King of Wu across the wall. His voice could no longer be transmitted on the battlefield, but his hatred could.
The King of Wu's troops drove the refugees and civilians forward to attract the firepower of the soldiers defending the city, and filled the trenches with corpses. Then the soldiers who were attached to the rampant gods became the heavenly generals and divine soldiers.
Set up ladders, climb walls and kill people, one against a hundred.
Flesh and blood, pierced by weapons, yet unflinching, unfazed by pain or death. Unless their heads were chopped off or their sternums broken, they would continue to charge forward, bearing the wounds like ghosts and demons.
The difference in momentum between the attackers and the defenders was too great, and with the advent of such a magical weapon, the soldiers defending the city quickly lost their fighting spirit.
The soldiers possessed by the rampant god found an opportunity to storm the city and opened the gates without even using siege equipment.
The King of Wu's troops marched into the city and killed all those who stubbornly resisted.
Flames and the sound of chopping and killing shot up into the sky. The Xuanzhou Censor jumped off the city wall and died in the city.
The flames went all the way into the city, and the soldiers and horses killed their way to the Censorate and the government offices, completely capturing Xuanzhou City.
At this time, the rescue troops from Xuanzhou City finally arrived, but the royal flag of Xuanzhou City had already been changed.
They turned their troops around and attacked the reinforcements, achieving a great victory.
After a day of rest on the spot, the King of Wu's army marched southwest on the second day. At this time, Xuanzhou had changed its owner, and soon, there would be no second voice in the entire Xuanshe.
The Immortal Jin Ting watched this power transition silently.
The victory was already established before the war began. The King of Wu's personal expedition was more like an inspection tour than a campaign.
Outside Xuanzhou City, corpses piled up and blood flowed like a river.
The blood of refugees, the blood of nearby civilians, the blood of soldiers on both sides, and even the blood of ghosts and gods.
As the army left, demons and monsters attracted by death and blood gathered together.
The City God of Xuanzhou has not made any movement, and there should be no more movement.
Jin Ting Daxian exhaled and said, "Let's go, it's our turn."
The Water God followed behind the Great Immortal Jin Ting, whistling and stirring up a dark wind, sweeping across the bloody battlefield, scaring away the beasts that devoured corpses and disturbing the ghosts that stole souls and gathered evil spirits.
The smoke from incense makes ghosts salivate, but the might of ghosts and gods makes them afraid.
The cold wind swept into Xuanzhou City with smoke and clouds. The monsters and ghosts that rashly blocked the way of the rampant god were swallowed up silently and never came out again.
After the powerful dragon passed by, the remaining big fish and small shrimps began to search for their own food on the bloody battlefield.
When they arrived at Xuanzhou City, the soldiers and the people in charge had been replaced.
The officers and soldiers were searching for the remnants of the provincial governor in the city and were also on guard against any disturbance.
When these ghosts and gods landed in the city, they created fog out of thin air, hiding the surrounding houses from the sight of the patrolling officers and soldiers.
The Immortal Jin Ting asked, "Di Jia, how do we build a temple?"
Dijia said, "Great Immortal, after we brothers have measured the area, we can choose a location and build a temple in Xuanzhou City. Using this as a base, we can then send people to the counties under Xuanzhou to recruit or train shamans, and then we can gather incense."
"Xuanzhou has undergone great changes, and anything can happen. We brothers are good at defending the city and know how to collect incense, but we are not proficient in fighting. We still need the help of our colleagues in the water department."
Jin Ting Daxian put his hands behind his back and called out, "General."
When the Water Department General came forward, he heard the Immortal Jin Ting say, "You will cooperate with Di Jia. First, build a temple in Xuanzhou City and find a place to stay."
The Water Department General bowed his head and said, "As you command."
Then the general of the water department divided his troops into groups, and ten teams of the earth department gods followed the orders of Dijia and began to measure the city of Xuanzhou.
The three thousand water gods split up into small groups and followed the ten teams of earth gods, cooperating with them in performing rituals.
Dijia and the Water General naturally would not do it themselves, and followed the Immortal Jinting to wander around the city.
After the rampant gods were broken into pieces, the fog dissipated again, and the place where they stood finally became populated again.
The patrolling officers and soldiers were so frightened when they saw the fog gathering and dispersing that their legs went weak and they ran away crying.
Even in broad daylight, the entire Xuanzhou City was shrouded in deathly silence, with cries of grief everywhere, and despair and fear spreading throughout the city.
It wasn't just the Xuanzhou Censorate's troops who died at the hands of the King of Wu. After entering the city, countless people were killed and wounded wherever the troops went.
There is no distinction between soldiers and bandits at this time as they plunder wealth, release hatred, and vent fear.
The King of Wu's troops rested in Xuanzhou City for a night. Although they tried to exercise restraint, they were unable to enforce discipline and caused numerous disturbances to the people.
Xuanzhou City survived, but the hearts of the people had become ruins.
Seeing this tragic scene, the Immortal Jin Ting asked, "If we build a temple at this time, will we be able to attract incense?"
Dijia laughed and said, "It is at this time that it is easy to attract incense. The more difficult life is, the more prosperous the incense will be. It has always been like this."
Jin Ting Daxian sighed softly and said, "Poor thing."
Houses were charred by the fire, relatives died in the war, wives and daughters were bullied, and property was looted. Order was destroyed and people had nowhere to put their hopes.
Dijia echoed, "Of course they are pitiful. They are just like ants in troubled times."
The Water Department General said, "Fortunately, we have long since left the mundane world behind and have become spirits who can enjoy offerings."
The Great Immortal Jin Ting did not speak.
The labor was confiscated by the court, the wealth was seized by the rebel army, the body was left with nothing, and the mind was eaten by ghosts and gods.
Generation after generation, reincarnation after reincarnation, when will it end?
Just as the Immortal Jin Ting was about to speak, he suddenly saw a five-colored treasure wheel rising in the city, shining brightly.
The water general was startled and said, "We've encountered the enemy!"
He reported to the Immortal Jin Ting, then jumped away and flew towards the place where the treasure wheel rose.
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