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Chapter 16 of the Immortal Master: Aboriginal Fighting with Weapons

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    The author Jun's new book "Practitioner of the Infinite World" has been released, please support it Although this tribe is the largest tribe nearby, it only has a total population of one or two thousand, and there are not as many soldiers as the city-state. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out????????????????? for Wen Da Tianshi, more like a group fight, without the beauty of war at all.  There is no formation of troops between the two sides, and even in the rain forest, there is no place for you to form a formation.  Just rush together and fight each other.  The weapons used by both sides were made of wood and stone. In the eyes of Master Wen, they could not even be called fighting with weapons. ??????????????????????????????????????????? Most of the people fighting with weapons are armed with steel pipe machetes and the like, and maybe there are ruthless characters with trolls in their hands.  The only thing that moved Heavenly Master Wen was that in the battle here, the souls of the dead did not enter the underworld.  You must know that not everyone¡¯s soul will exist after death.  Most people are mediocre and lingering on the bed. Before death, the seven souls dissipate first, and finally the three souls disperse, disappear between heaven and earth, and return to the sea of ??Haotian vitality.  A large piece of Yunyun returns to its roots and is restored to life.  For ancient Taoists, this is the only way to understand all the mysteries of the Tao.  However, there are many people who have a breath in their chests when they die and cannot spit it out, but their souls will not dissipate so easily after death.  In the future world, there will be an underworld.  Most of those who have spirits after death transfer to the underworld and continue to exist.  However, as this place is wild and very similar to the ancient times of Middle-earth, these souls have nowhere to go.  However, this battlefield is filled with bloody killings.  Often the deceased is angry or harboring injustice.  Either unfair or proud But he is the one with the most souls in this battlefield.  After just a large-scale battle, dozens of souls left their bodies and floated in the air.  Some of those who were too close to the place where the two sides were fighting were dashed by the blood and courage of both sides, and their souls suddenly disappeared.  Some have a little bit of instinct.  Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, they drifted around.  These souls have no physical body to protect them and are naturally extremely fragile. If no one takes care of them, they will be exposed to wind, rain, lightning and scorching sun, and they will not survive for many days.  So these souls instinctively start looking for hiding places.  Often placed in stones and vegetation.  "Yes, this is the natural spirit." Wen Fei suddenly realized that it was the so-called mountain spirit wild monster in China.  There are many natural spirits. Although most of them are fragile, even if they have a hiding place, they still cannot persist for too long.  It will dissipate, but it will only linger for a while.  But as time goes by and the number of them increases, some of them will be transformed into spiritual mountain spirits and wild monsters.  If something strange appears.  Being offered incense by nearby people, it can be said that he will gradually achieve success.  Become a god like a landowner totem.  But now it is in the hands of Heavenly Master Wen Da.  It is naturally impossible for these souls to have this kind of creation.  "Take it" Celestial Master Wen made a gesture, and all the dead souls around him were restrained, and each one of them stood beside Celestial Master Wen in a daze, without any reaction.  On the contrary, there were warriors from several city-states who believed in the sun god Wen Da Celestial Master. After death, they turned into souls, but were spontaneously attracted to Wen Da Celestial Master.  The soul of the dead has no consciousness just after death. It will only take about seven days for consciousness and memory to regenerate.  But most of the souls had already dissipated within seven days.  "You are lucky to have met this Celestial Master, and now you have transcended the world!" Wen Fei Celestial Master thought to himself, and then let out a piece of light in his hand.  The tribe resisted very tenaciously at first, but then they were defeated faster.  He was still resisting at first, but he saw Heavenly Master Wen reaching out and throwing out white light. Dozens of figures appeared in the light.  Those shadows originally looked quite confused.  As soon as I was baptized by this light, I began to regain consciousness, as if I had just awakened from a big dream.  In just a blink of an eye, the warriors of the tribe who were still resisting tenaciously saw such a miraculous scene, and their courage immediately disappeared, and they began to kneel on the ground and surrender.  They have the courage and courage to fight against the invaders who invade their homes, but they do not have the slightest courage to disobey the gods.  The warriors of Kapak began to cheer, wave their weapons, and kowtow to the location of Master Wen.  But it made Wen Da Celestial Master feel extremely boring. Damn it, this Celestial Master has really reached the Stone Age to play the game of empire conquest!  Fortunately, we have harvested dozens of ghost soldiers, which can be of some use.  "Hehe, if the clone hadn't sent a magic weapon, these guys would be really hard to greet!" Wen Fei chuckled and said,There is already a small ball with mottled colors in it. It looks virtual and real, but it is neither virtual nor real.  The ball of color spread out in Wen Fei's hand, and it actually looked like a picture scroll.  There are mountains, rivers, and thousands of ravines in the scroll. However, among the majestic mountains and rivers, a military camp is revealed, with turrets standing and cold flags. It seems that thousands of armored soldiers are vaguely hidden.  Wen Fei casually took a photo and threw the dozens of fighting souls at hand into it.  Even if these souls who died in battle regained consciousness, they were not well-informed or intelligent people when they were alive.  Suddenly appearing in the military camp, I was stunned by the countless arrays of enemy towers, and I was at a loss for a while.  "These guys are just a small isolated city-state in the jungle. Even in terms of population, they are at most as big as a county in Middle-earth.  If other people talk about wealth and prosperity, there is no comparison at all.  Where have you ever seen such a neat and solemn military camp?  But I saw a general coming over with several guards.  All of them are wearing metal armor, with steel swords at their waists and halberds in their hands.  Such power first made these natives look dumbfounded.  After a long time, the general said coldly: "They seem to be just a few aliens. Since my great lord accepts you, you will be your soldiers and you must be honest and obedient. Do you understand?"  When these souls talk to each other, there is naturally no language barrier, and words will not hinder their meaning.  The natives all looked at these nobles with fear, and said so.  Even these armors and weapons are beyond the imagination of these natives holding stone and wooden knives.  The general said something, then ignored these natives and just went on his own.  A guard was left behind and led them into the military camp. They registered all the way and handed out weapons and armor. Before these guys could put it down, they took a second look.  He was taken to the school field and started training.  Even distinguishing between left and right does not happen overnight.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  It¡¯s almost March in early spring. The river used by Empress Dowager Xiao to transport grain has thawed, and the willow trees by the river have begun to sprout buds.  It¡¯s just that at this time of year, not a single grain of food shipped from Liaoyang Prefecture in Tokyo has been seen.  No one was seen cultivating the crops on both sides of the river, they were all abandoned.  Youzhou City, which was originally a prosperous city with 300,000 residents, now has a larger population, at least 450,000 people, but it has become extremely depressed.  Whether they are Han, Khitan, Xi, Bohai, Jurchen or other ethnic groups, a large number of refugees are now pouring into the city.  The gates of the 26 squares in the city were all closed.  Unlike the Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty had already abolished the neighborhood system since ancient times, but the Youzhou City of the Liao Kingdom still remained.  Each village has a wall and a gate, with the name of the village on the gate, to manage the residents in the city.  Once the gate is closed, it becomes an independent fortress that can resist intruders with its walls.  It¡¯s just that although the gate of this workshop is closed, there is no one guarding the workshop.  Even the soldiers guarding the city defenses were all lost and their morale was extremely low.  Just a long defeat, the Emperor Tianli of the Liao Kingdom gathered the country's millions of soldiers and horses, and a decisive battle with the heroes of the female real people.  As a result, no one expected that the internal strife in Liao at the critical moment allowed the Jurchens to take advantage of it and defeated hundreds of thousands of Liao's troops in one fell swoop.  Now no one knows the life and death of Emperor Tianzuo, the Lord of Liao. Some say that he died in the rebellion, some say that he escaped, and some even say that Emperor Tianzuo has been captured by the Jin Fan  All kinds of rumors are spreading everywhere in Xijin Mansion, Nanjing, making everyone panic and not knowing what to do.  Now, in Youzhou City, there are simply three shocks in one night. As long as someone calls a Jurchen on the street and calls him, it will definitely make the entire Youzhou City panic and run for their lives.  ¡° This kind of thing happened once yesterday, causing people all over the street to run for their lives and trample them, and even the soldiers guarding the city collapsed.  The chaos lasted for a long time, and finally it was realized that it was a misunderstanding. Hundreds of people had been killed and injured, most of them being trampled to death when they were running for their lives.  It was during such a chaotic time that a yellow-robed Taoist priest walked into Youzhou City with a whisk in his hand.  The people in the Liao Dynasty believed in Buddhism, but they didn¡¯t believe in it very much.  This Taoist priest is not numerous and is rarely seen.  Nowadays, there is such a Taoist walking among the refugees on the street, and he stands out more and more.  I saw that this Taoist priest had nothing, not even a package.  But when I see some hungry refugees, I can always take out a piece and a half of bread to give to them.  ? ?These refugees were afraid of the ferocious Jurchens, so they left their hometown and took refuge in Youzhou City. Naturally, most of them had nothing to offer.  No matter food or accommodation, there is no settlement at all.  ??If the powerful and prosperous Song Dynasty could still arrange relief for hundreds of thousands of refugees.  So the Liao Kingdom, which was much poorer than the Song Dynasty, did not have this ability.  Especially at times like this.  These refugees were even more hungry people. Seeing the Taoist priest¡¯s kindness, they all surrounded him and asked for food.  In the blink of an eye, there were countless refugees surrounding the Taoist priest.
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