694 A handful of yellow earth to honor myself
Anger and self-blame did not cause Kendo to lose his mind.
Gripping the longsword tightly, the cool, natural wind continued to blow!
Kendoichi gently searched his surroundings and picked up the broken fragments of the Smiling Buddha. At this moment, the fragments had turned into ordinary soil and had no power left.
Information related to the Smiling Buddha inevitably came to mind.
'The immortal Buddha, hoping to be nourished by bright red blood, longs to return once more.'
As long as inner demons persist and desires remain, the smiling Buddha's seduction of people will never cease.
'The Smiling Buddha always appears incomplete and incomplete, bewitching people. If enough people are sacrificed, he can gain great power.'
There are records of a city being tempted to pray sincerely, and within a month, the city's skeletons were left with their devout kneeling before them.
A complete smiling Buddha was born from blood. Its strength was terrifying, reaching the level of Martial Emperor, and it possessed strange and supernatural abilities.
Only after a powerful being intervened was the devastation averted.
What he thought, his hands never stopped.
With a casual swing of his sword, his power was fully displayed, and his sword energy surged like a giant dragon tumbling in the void.
Within the ancient temple, wherever it passed, the ground and air, both tangible and intangible, were torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if an ancient dragon had arrived.
The sword energy erupted suddenly, and the eerie temple collapsed instantly, with rubble flying everywhere and smoke billowing.
The sword energy shattered upon impact, turning into countless fragments and instantly reducing the area to ruins.
His eyes were cold, and his figure appeared and disappeared in the smoke and dust.
Looking again at the villagers kneeling and dying on the ground, I felt a sense of helplessness.
Kendo took a deep breath, and the Taoist true energy within his body surged once more. He gripped his longsword tightly, and with a thought, the longsword seemed to communicate with him, instantly transforming into a stream of light, carrying unparalleled power, and striking once more with a thunderous roar.
The ground, struck by this force, collapsed as if hit by a giant hammer.
Amidst the rising dust, a deep and wide pit suddenly appeared, with the surrounding rocks and soil shattered by the sword energy and scattered all over the ground.
Slowly, the corpses on the ground were gently lowered into the deep pit.
The corpses, placed side by side, seemed to suggest that even in the afterlife, they wouldn't be lonely.
Holding a handful of yellow earth, with a reluctant look in his eyes, Kendo gently picked up a handful of yellow earth, his eyes filled with compassion and determination.
Slowly, they scattered yellow soil into the pit, covering the villagers whose bodies had turned to bones.
A grain of yellow earth conveys sorrow; though strangers, their hatred for evil remains unchanged.
As I sat down quietly, my thoughts drifted to many things. Along the way, I had seen villages where people were starving.
All I can offer is a portion of the game I hunted to temporarily satisfy their hunger; I can't change much.
On the journey, he encountered bandits, robbers, yamen runners, and ghosts. He had a sword in hand, but he could not cut through the injustices of the world.
She whispered softly, "No wonder Master needed me to go on this training trip."
The Holy Emperor is truly magnificent.
While sitting quietly, I close my eyes to rest and let my mind slowly empty itself.
As time passed, the sun was already high in the sky.
The blazing sun dispels the cold and gloom, and peace returns to the world.
A soft clatter of hooves broke the silence of the mountains. Jian Dao turned his head and saw a caravan of about twenty people slowly approaching on the path in the distance.
The caravan members rode horses, carrying heavy loads, clearly having traveled a long distance.
Their faces showed weariness and caution, their eyes looking around with great surprise that no one was there. They moved forward cautiously, afraid of encountering any mishaps.
From afar, the caravan saw a deserted village with no one around. In the middle of the caravan was a middle-aged man dressed in dark, close-fitting clothes, with a sharp long knife weighing about twenty pounds hanging at his waist.
His rough hands, with visible veins, gripped the knife hilt tightly as he stared in astonishment at the village before him.
"Chief镖师 Mu, what's going on here? We walked this path safely three months ago. The village was fine, and we even repaired it once. Now it's completely deserted."
I'm planning to rest here for a bit.
The merchant leader following closely behind was dressed neatly, but his face was full of horror and unease, and his voice trembled slightly.
Chief Mu looked around and saw that the path was still well maintained three months ago and the journey was easy, but now it was overgrown with weeds and dilapidated and no one was repairing it.
It was clear that no one had been there for a long time.
"That's strange indeed. There were people here three months ago," Chief Escort Mu said in a deep voice. "It seems we need to be careful. Everyone, stay alert and don't get separated, lest we encounter any mishaps."
Then, raising his voice slightly, he said, "Everyone, give it your all and get out of here quickly."
Upon hearing this, the accompanying merchants nodded in agreement, and the guards tightened their grip on their weapons with a hint of tension.
Hearing the head镖师 say such a thing is not a good thing.
In chaotic times, familiar routes are the safest for merchants; sudden changes always indicate that something terrible is about to happen.
The group quickened their pace, eager to leave the place immediately.
Chief镖师 Mu said in a deep voice, "Everyone, don't panic. Xiao Si, you choose two people to scout ahead, and the rest of you, stay alert."
After passing this place, it will take another two days to reach the territory of Dalong Prefecture.
Once we get there, we'll have a good rest.
"Yes," came a quick reply. Xiao Si, dressed in a black outfit, was thin and carried a longbow on his back.
Xiao Si skillfully mounted his horse, then chuckled softly and said to Chief Escort Mu with anticipation, "Brother Mu, it would be wonderful if we could settle down in Dalong Prefecture."
I heard that children there can attend school for free.
After hearing this, Chief Escort Mu nodded slightly, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes.
His hope is to have a stable home and a better future for his children.
But he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, never letting go of it, and gazed around, thinking to himself, 'I still need to observe. The changes in Dalong Prefecture have only just begun. After all, it's been too short a time. Unless absolutely necessary, I need to observe for a while longer.'
Moreover, traveling such a long distance, especially with family involved, is not so safe outside the city.
Looking at the hopeful eyes of his young subordinates, he couldn't help but feel a little envious; one person's hunger is all that matters.
Moreover, some families have many brothers, and if one of them is not at home, it might be... better.
Chief镖师 Mu paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Dalong Prefecture is indeed a good place at the moment. Our primary task now is to ensure the safety of this caravan."
Once the caravan has safely reached its destination, you can inquire further and consider the matter carefully.
His gaze swept over several young men with shifty eyes, and he sighed inwardly, offering a subtle reminder.
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