SWDnovel Chapter 50: The Pivot of Mountains and Rivers
Chapter 50: The Pivot of Mountains and Rivers
"Sizhang Village, before Xiongzhou was recovered, belonged to Guiyi County of Zhuozhou and was in the hands of the Khitan for about twenty or thirty years."
"It complements the other six strongholds, forming a hidden dragon and elephant formation. When it was in charge before, it must have been discovered that this place contained the dragon vein of the nation's destiny."
"It is evident that these Khitan barbarians are highly skilled in geomancy. This should be the last moment before they attempt to destroy the dragon vein."
When they reached a certain mountainous area, the army stopped, and Liu Baoze muttered to himself beside Wu He.
The latter, using the firelight, looked at the seven locations marked on the map, which, when connected, resembled a winding dragon, with Sizhang Village located at the head of the dragon entering the lake.
The lifeblood of the nation.
Wu He narrowed his eyes slightly, lost in thought.
Then, the army split up and marched quietly, surrounding and blocking the main road within a three-mile radius of Sizhang Village.
Wu He's Hai-character battalion of over two hundred men occupied a narrow passage at the edge of the cliff. Standing on the cliff, they looked out and saw the four villages of Sizhang Village like fireflies in the night, their light faintly shimmering on the lake.
"Sir, the brothers have all made the arrangements," Sun Lin said, panting heavily as he crawled to his side.
"Rest and await further instructions."
"yes!"
……
Sizhang Village, dilapidated ancestral hall.
Nine large ceramic vats were piled up in three sections, forming a triangular shape, with a raging fire burning underneath, and a dark purple liquid bubbling inside.
Around them, nine black-robed shamans, wielding various ritual implements, moved in perfect unison, circling in sacrificial steps, and finally chanting obscure and difficult incantations incessantly.
As they performed their spell, the black mist rising from the jar seemed to be drawn towards the center, converging and solidifying. Occasionally, a little black liquid would seep down and drip into a bronze cauldron below.
Wen Xin, draped in a black robe, stood to the side with his hands behind his back, watching intently. His gaunt face was filled with a fierce and untamed spirit.
After confirming that things were going smoothly, he turned around and walked down from behind the ancestral hall tablets into an underground pit.
The pit had just been dug, torches were stuck in the rock walls, and figures hurried by carrying soil.
Reaching the end.
"grown ups."
A shaman holding a tortoise shell saw him approaching and quickly went to meet him.
"How's it going?"
"The Earthly Branch Dragon Vein has been unearthed, as you can see."
Wen Xin looked in the direction he pointed and saw a small, dark stream, about the size of a bowl, flowing gently at the end.
Its water is incredibly clear, as if there is nothing there, and flows silently.
"Are you sure it's this?" Wen Xin asked coldly.
……
In no time, he rushed into the battlefield. He saw large numbers of Khitan soldiers and shamans pouring out of the village, fighting fiercely.
Wu He took the heavy bow from his back, stood on the eaves of a house, and directly drew the bow and nocked an arrow.
Whoosh whoosh!
Three arrows were fired simultaneously, piercing through the armor of three Khitan soldiers.
[Progress completed (No Return Arrow Mastery): 45/400]
Three early stages of meat refining.
Wu He smiled wryly.
Although shooting those of lower cultivation levels yields little progress, now that his archery skills are highly proficient, his multi-arrow focus has tripled his shooting efficiency.
As long as there are enough enemies, the quantitative change can be astonishing.
He immediately continued to draw his bow and nock arrows; the power of a fifteen-stone bow was enough to pierce any armor, and anyone who touched it would die instantly.
In less than fifteen minutes, his archery skill progress had surged to 150!
His mowing-down-like hunting attracted the attention of several people in the chaos.
Two of them leaped high into the air and charged forward!
It was a man and a woman. The man held a long sword, while the woman was dressed in a black shaman robe and held a blood-red rattle drum in her palm.
"Watch out!"
A clear voice rang in Wu He's ears, and the one waving a whisk and twirling it in the crowd was none other than Zhang Huaiyu from the Celestial Master's Mansion.
At this moment, her obsidian-like eyes were fixed on this place, and the person she spoke to was the female shaman.
The latter grinned maliciously, his gray hand spinning rapidly, the rattle in his hand emitting invisible forces.
Some of the border troops and Khitan soldiers around them froze for a moment, then blood began to flow from their eyes, and their bodies convulsed.
In the darkness, Wu He felt the eaves beneath his feet silently crumbling.
Golden Light Mantra.
A golden light suddenly emanated from his body, shining brightly and making him very conspicuous in the night sky.
As soon as the golden light barrier was revealed, ripples spread across it, capturing the full force of the rattle drum sound.
Inside, Wu He was safe and sound.
The female shaman's face froze, and before she could react, she seemed to hear a series of thunderous booms.
Suddenly, everything went blurry before my eyes!
It was a blade of light as fast as lightning that tore the dark night of war in front of it in two, and then it was stained with blood.
The world began to spin, then froze in the blood-soaked earth, and headless corpses fell from the rooftops.
[Progress completed (Introduction to Thunderclap Saber Technique): 51/100]
A few drops of blood stained Wu He's fair face, and the Plum Blossom Knife was a bewitching scarlet.
On the ground, Zhang Huaiyu stared at the solid, radiant golden light emanating from his body, his eyes suddenly narrowing in astonishment.