Porter's Immortal Cultivation: I Have Level 5 Full Inscriptions

Chapter 301 Nirvana

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Yang Silang immediately called Wang Daniu over.

He explained his guess.

Wang Daniu also became anxious.

According to their predictions, the army's march would be slow now that the weather had turned cold.

The Zhu, Xiong, and Xu families could reach Yidu Prefecture in five or six days by chartered boat, and should be able to enter the city before the rebel army besieged it.

Who knew that those damned bandits would be so fast this time?

"I'll go take a look..."

Wang Daniu hurriedly ran out, mounted Daqing from the stable, and rode towards the city wall.

He left and didn't return until midday.

Actually, it only takes half a day.

Yang Silang only took a stroll around the alley once before he learned from his neighbors that bandit troops were besieging the city.

Of course, opinions vary.

Some say that it was just a small group of bandits who made a surprise advance to the city walls, only to circle the city once as a demonstration.

Some say that a large band of bandits has already surrounded the entire city, and the four city gates are completely blocked.

Some even went so far as to claim, with great detail, that bandits had already scaled the city walls.

When Wang Daniu returned at noon, he brought definite news.

The arrival consisted of tens of thousands of elite cavalrymen and roughly equal numbers of infantry, who were divided into four groups and surrounded the four city walls.

"This is so unlucky..."

"I've run into an acquaintance again... no, a familiar thief."

"Fourth Brother, do you remember when we were forcibly conscripted by that stinking general in Jiangbei Province on our way back from the capital?"

"Back then, the enemy army on the other side was a bunch of worthless bastards."

"Under what banners do they fly: 'Raising 100,000,' 'Sky-Drilling Partridge,' 'A Gust of Wind,' and 'Black Demon God'?"

"You, along with Guo Laogan, Wu Tiechuan, Li Hui, and the others, charge into the river and escape."

Yang Silang nodded.

"Of course I remember."

"No way..." He stroked his chin. "Those four bandit kings have come to Yidu Prefecture?"

Wang Daniu clapped his hands.

"That's right."

"Those four local tyrants."

"It's said that Governor Yuan decisively defeated the bandits and wiped out a bunch of local ruffians."

"Why didn't you put out those four scallions?"

Knowing that Tong Baisui had many connections, Wang Daniu rode his big blue horse to find Tong Baisui first in the morning. The two of them climbed the four city walls together to observe the situation of the bandit army outside the city.

Fortunately, many powerful and wealthy families do the same.

By simply giving the soldiers guarding the city some silver, they were able to easily climb the city wall and observe the strength and weakness of the enemy forces outside.

The rebel army was not very strong; it was likely that only the elite troops capable of rapid marching had arrived first, while the main force lagged behind.

However, the garrison troops of Yidu Prefecture had no will to fight.

The reason is quite simple.

Starting a few years ago, the surrounding provinces became chaotic, and Jiangdong Province has been dispatching troops to provide support in accordance with the imperial court's orders.

Especially after the great turmoil in Jiangbei Province two years ago, Governor Chen, who was beheaded, transferred half of the battalion commanders from Yidu Prefecture.

As a result, Governor Chen's entire army was wiped out.

Nearly half of Yidu Prefecture's elite troops were lost, and even after recruiting a new batch of men to bolster the ranks, it was only enough to fill the numbers on the books.

Officials then took the opportunity to exploit soldiers and embezzle their salaries.

The only fighting force in Yidu Prefecture right now is a battalion of soldiers under General Hei, only five thousand men who are considered elite.

The other deputy generals, guerrillas, and brigadier generals are all just figureheads.

Putting everything else aside, the city can't even muster enough soldiers to fill the city walls, their equipment is subpar, they're owed several months' pay, and they're starving. Who would be willing to fight the bandits?

Wang Daniu sighed.

"I borrowed the telescope to see it."

"The bandits have already blockaded the docks."

"Several ships that were about to dock were so frightened that they stayed away from the shore and dared not come any closer."

"Maybe my father-in-law, Zhu Tong, and Xiong Shan's family are among them."

"These bandits have come at the worst possible time."

Yang Silang comforted him.

"If we can't reach the shore, we can just drive back. It's better than running right into the hands of thieves."

After discussing it, everyone decided that the women should not leave the city for the time being and should stay obediently in the courtyard.

Yang Silang and Wang Daniu went out to run errands when needed.

Yang Silang then instructed Wang Daniu to find a carpenter's workshop and order a long cart frame.

When things truly became hopeless, Yang Silang led the way, and the women and children boarded the cart, which Daqing pulled away to escape.

With Daqing's leg strength, he could run until the wheels flew off and the car broke into pieces.

However, everyone felt that the provincial capital could still be defended.

It wasn't that the officers and soldiers were particularly capable, but rather that the four great families of Huang, Bai, Zhu, and Wu were involved.

In the provincial capital, government officials and aristocratic families each occupied half the area.

Now that the Shun Dynasty is weak... these aristocratic families can easily defend the provincial capital by sending out their best experts and soldiers.

And so it went on for a whole day.

The area outside the yard was a mess.

In the courtyard, She Nu also spent the afternoon in the kitchen making many easy-to-wear fried cakes and fried meatballs.

Some neighbors even brought generous gifts to visit.

Everyone knows that Yang Silang is a martial arts scholar with superb martial arts skills. He only hopes that if something unspeakable happens, he can help everyone.

Yang Silang refused to accept the gifts, and the people were so frightened that they refused to leave.

Helpless, they could only accept the gifts and send them away.

Mo Xinlian, however, was carefree and even dressed up as a man to stroll around the city wall. When she returned, she commented on the bandits.

"They're no good, even though they all have a murderous aura and are clearly seasoned veterans of war."

"But they can't even form a neat formation, and their military discipline doesn't look good."

"They are far inferior to the Ming King's army; no wonder they were pushed to the south."

"If the major clans unite to defend the city, they will not be able to break into it even if they try their hardest."

"I've seen it. The camp of the Grassroots King in the western city, known as 'A Gust of Wind,' is scattered, with disorganized soldiers and few cavalry."

"If you want to break through in the future, head west."

Yang Silang was both amused and exasperated.

"You've thought of everything."

"No, didn't you say you were leaving today?"

"Why aren't you in a hurry to leave?"

Mo Xinlian rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Hey, there's no rush."

"It's not like they're besieging the city with a large army; they don't trust you."

"I'll stay for another day or two."

Yang Silang didn't expose her thoughts; she stayed because of Hu Jiaoniang's matter.

He held Mo Xinlian's hand and said sincerely.

"My wife, I know that your kind heart is more important than your beauty."

"Hu Jiaoniang has taken good care of me in the capital." He counted on his fingers one by one, "For my sake, please lend your husband a hand tonight."

"Please help keep an eye on them."

"You are, after all, a real person. The damage to your soul is so great that all of us combined can't compare to the damage you suffer even with a single finger."

Mo Xinlian was clearly very pleased with the praise. She raised her long neck high and drawled out her words.

"Originally, she and I were sworn enemies."

"But you've gone to such lengths, my husband."

"It's not that we can't help."

"I'm only doing this out of consideration for our relationship..."

She had barely finished speaking when she turned and left, her voice lingering in the air.

"I'll go find Xiao Yue's little grand-disciple right now."

"We need to enter the blessed land first and set up an array."

"This matter cannot be taken lightly."

Seeing her hurried manner, Yang Silang knew she was clearly waiting for him to give her a way out.

Those two crazy women.

He couldn't help but shake his head.

It was evening by then.

Inside the master bedroom.

Xiao Yue removed her earrings from both ears and arranged them in her hands to form a double fish earring. Now that she had cultivated a divine soul, a trace of magical power flowed into it.

hum...

A halo of light immediately appeared on the open ground.

Now that she has opened the blessed land, she no longer needs to shed blood.

With a wave of her hand, Mo Xinlian sent out a gentle stream of magical energy to carefully lift Hu Jiaoniang's body.

The group entered the blessed land together.

next moment.

Yang Silang and his entourage appeared directly inside Princess Yue'an's residence.

Now that Xiao Yue has mastered the Blessed Land of Refinement, she can directly and accurately send everyone to the Princess's residence.

Inside the main courtyard.

The huge room had been emptied of all its furniture.

on the roof.

A red veil hung in the air, covered with many flowing runes that moved as nimbly as fish in a pond.

on the ground.

A dense array of runes appeared, with three layers inside and out. Some runes were even carved into the stone floor.

There are also more than a dozen recesses, in which spirit stones are placed.

Mo Xinlian proudly pointed to the ground.

"The Mohists were skilled in mechanisms and formations."

"This is a profound and secret array passed down within our clan to protect the heart and spirit."

"It is most suitable for use when healing the soul, as it can ward off external evil, remove inner demons, and protect the soul."

"Time is a bit tight, but luckily I brought the array plate with me," she pointed to the red veil above, "with this array, I can guarantee that she will not be disturbed by the outside world."

Hu Jiaoniang had already opened her eyes at some point, and after scanning the formation, she softly said something.

"You're so thoughtful..."

"Hmph..." Mo Xinlian gave a haughty snort.

Hu Jiaoniang suddenly turned to look at her.

"It is said that to be reborn in Nirvana is to have died once."

"If I am reborn from the ashes, let's wipe the slate clean of all our past grievances."

"From now on, let's pretend we're strangers if we meet again."

Mo Xinlian was so surprised that she couldn't say a word for a moment.

Without hesitation, Hu Jiaoniang stepped into the formation.

She sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, looking at Yang Silang and the others outside the formation, including Mo Xinlian, and simply nodded peacefully.

next interest.

She closed her eyes and entered a meditative state.

boom!

Suddenly, a flame rose from its body, its light resembling glass, seven colors, and shaped like a gracefully dancing phoenix.

Circle around her body a few times.

Hu Jiaoniang's body burned intensely from the inside out.

In the flames, its skin, flesh, and bones instantly melted away.

All that remained in the air was a spinning inner core, which was also being consumed by flames and continuously disintegrating.

A palm-sized, five-tailed white fox appeared, its four feet sinking into the decaying, foul-smelling, petrified dragon's body, from which countless black iron chains extended and pierced the fox's body.

In addition, a strange green light was spinning inside its body, corroding a hole in the white fox's abdomen, which was still expanding outwards and devouring its flesh, blood, and soul power.

Another star chart covered her back, its brightness fluctuating, with stars shining brightly, drawing magical power from the acupoints on her body.

Yang Silang could see it clearly.

This is precisely the triple injury that Hu Jiaoniang suffered: first, the backlash from the dragon's energy; then, the Taichu Guixu Curse from the Taichu Palace; and finally, the Xingyao Yantian Technique from the Tianyan Sect.

However, the phoenix fire burned and in the blink of an eye, it engulfed the white fox figure in the air and its inner core, making the flames even stronger.

Three-colored vapors floated up from above the flames in the formation.

One was a putrid, foul-smelling black aura; another was a dazzling, brilliant starlight; and the third was a beautiful, crystalline green flame that exuded a terrifying aura.

Mo Xinlian waved her hand, controlling the formation.

Three colors, light, and flames rising upwards.

The roof of the princess's residence was constructed with the finest hardwood and tribute bricks and tiles, making it sturdy enough.

However, the three-colored energy rose upwards and instantly burned out three large holes, directly tearing open the skylight, dissipating and vanishing into the blessed land, returning to heaven and earth.

Everyone's expression changed. If they were even slightly touched by the three-colored flames, they would probably die on the spot.

Within the formation, the seven-colored flames changed color again, gradually turning pure white.

Then the flames shrank, moved inward, and condensed.

A tiny, glittering golden dot, the size of a grain of rice, emerged from the flame. It then absorbed the flame's power and gradually grew into an inner core the size of a fist.

Another white fox, about the size of a thumb, appeared. At first, it only had one tail, but then tails grew out from its rump...

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