Chapter 45: The Red Talisman Armor stopped him in heavy rain, and the old sword god showed his skills
Waves away Lu Qiantang and Yang Qingfeng, and Xu Fengnian squatted in front of the Red Talisman General. The armor on its head had been shattered by a sword, but the text patterns on the seal carved on the red armor were extremely exquisite. What Xu Fengnian is most proud of is naturally not just a novice sword technique, but memory. The Red Armored Man carved with Taoist Three Pure Talismans and Buddhist Sanskrit mantras. Xu Fengnian could understand it at all, thanks to his belief in Buddhism with the princess’s mother. In addition, he often heard Wei Shuyang tell the grievances of the three Taoist Talismans in his early years. Shu Xi plucked up his courage to block His Highness the Crown Prince who was splashed by the rain, but was coldly said by Xu Fengnian, who was facing the red-armored man: “Get out!”
Shu Xi’s face froze.
The big sword Lu Qiantang pulled the corners of his mouth slightly.
Yang Qingfeng walked to an appropriate distance, not far from Xu Fengnian and Fu Jiang Hongjia, and said respectfully, “Your Highness, the prince, the villain knows some talisman mechanisms, can you see them closely?”
Xu Fengnian did not raise up, but just asked bluntly, “You can leave your soul and energy for more time.”
Yang Qingfeng bowed slightly, and said confidently, “Yes.”
“Don’t let me down.” Xu Fengnian pulled out the Spring Thunder Knife, lifted one of the red armored arms, and looked closely at every detail of the red armor on his arm. His chest was blown open by the old man’s finger. Most of them could not be distinguished, but his hands and feet were kept intact.
Yang Qingfeng squatted down carefully, and smiled bitterly after being surprised, “Your Highness, this man of armor seems to be dead long ago.”
Xu Fengnian’s movements on the corpse were flowing, and he was not scared by the fact that Yang Qingfeng revealed it at all. He frowned and said, “It seems.”
Yang Qingfeng’s heart beat for a moment and said in a deep voice: “It’s certain.”
Xu Fengnian did not get entangled in this issue and asked, “What clues do you see?”
Yang Qingfeng stared at the red armored man and slowly said, “It turns out that most of it is written by the great Qi Refiner of the Tianshidao of Longhu Mountain. The so-called water is not deep, and the dragon will be spiritual. The difference between the two schools of Tianshidao and Gezao Mountain is here. Longhu Mountain never cares about whether the talisman has a positive shape, but only seeks to be connected with one qi, and if there is energy, it will be spiritual. Your Highness, look at the ancient seal script style of the arm, the most famous cloud seal script in Longhu Mountain, one repeats and one level, up to seven levels. Unfortunately, it is not the eighth level that cares about the underworld. Zixiaoyun seal, as for the most difficult Nine-level Heavenly Book, it is only stored in the history of Longhu Mountain, and no original works are found. This piece of Nine-Classic Talisman is different. It is the “Lingbao Moving Mountain Sutra” from Gezao Mountain, and the brushwork of Qi Refiners can also be seen. As for the image of the Heavenly Lord on the left leg, it is the unmistakable Maoshan superior talisman, which is both good in shape and in a single line away from the immortals. As for those Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit, the villain dare not make arbitrarily assert. But the villain thinks that there are always clues about the Tianji Tower of Shangyin Xue Palace.”
Xu Fengnian knocked on the armor with spring thunder, and the sound was crisp, stabbed the knife with a sharp edge, and there was no trace. He asked, “The texture of this red armor is”
Yang Qingfeng shook his head and said, “I don’t know, this is the first time I have seen it.”
The corpse inside the red armor gradually turned into ashes, and then it was hit into the mud by raindrops. The talisman on the armor really faded away as the old man said, and in the end there was only an incomplete armor left.
Xu Fengnian stood up and took back the Spring Thunder Knife. After that, Wei Shuyang and Daji Ning Emei all turned over and dismounted. Xu Fengnian found that Ning Emei’s hands were constantly bleeding, and there were only a few short halberds left behind his back. The Wu Dian General knelt heavily in the mud with his knees, and said loudly with red eyes: “Mo General is incompetent. More than 40 people in Fengzi Camp died and injured. He could not keep the red-armored man, but just cut off one arm! Ning Emei only asked the prince to give the thirty light cavalry to the third general and go to chase him! If he couldn’t take the assassin, Ning Emei came to see him!”
Xu Fengnian said in surprise: “General Ning cut off the armoured man.”
Wei Shuyang nodded slightly on the side.
It was a bloody battle. Although Fengzi Camp was a light cavalry, it faced the unfathomable red-armored man of the Talisman, no one was afraid of death and injury. Especially the battle formation that had been polished for many years, it exerted its strength beyond the imagination of Wei Shuyang, who was watching the battle. Ning Emei led the way, and the iron halberd swept across the thousands of troops. In addition, the short halberd behind him was thrown into a whistling wind, and Ning Emei cut off the red-armored man’s arm. Even if Wei Shuyang was born in Taoism, he was still in the world. In the past, he could not help but underestimate the warriors on the battlefield. Today, when he met with his own eyes, he realized how invincible the warriors and soldiers with generals gathered in formation.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said calmly, “General Ning, you bring this team of Fengzi Camp back to Beiliang. I don’t need you to worry so much. Good elites in Beiliang, how can they lose their lives in the world?”
Kuiwu Ning Emei lowered her head, inserted the halberd in her hand into the road and erected it, gritting her teeth and said, “Ning Emei refused! Fengzi Camp refused!”
Xu Fengnian said expressionlessly, “I am not afraid of death.”