sbdcsierra Chapter 317 The Passage of Ghost Soldiers
Chapter 317 The Passage of Ghost Soldiers
The place hasn't changed much since Cheng Feng last visited. Wang Nuwang's body is already rotten and looks like it has been eaten.
The large characters Cheng Feng left on the coffin are still vivid in my mind. I wonder what Chen Pi and Huo Xiangu thought when they saw them.
"Let's go, let's get this sorted out quickly so we can go back and help Wenjin and the others."
As he spoke, Cheng Feng led Zhang Qiling straight toward the bronze gate.
The black volcanic rocks underfoot were covered with owl droppings, and the smell was as overpowering as ever.
After quickening their pace, the two stood under the bronze gate, which was tens of meters high, in just a few minutes.
"Can I help you with anything?"
Zhang Qiling looked at Cheng Feng and asked.
Cheng Feng did not respond immediately, but instead opened his Boundless Demon Eyes.
Soon a huge stone statue, more than three meters tall, appeared in the void.
The statue is divided into two parts: the lower part is Bixi, one of the nine sons of the dragon, and the upper part carries a two-meter-high blank stele.
After taking out the blank stele that had been specially carved, Cheng Feng personally adjusted the direction of the bixi (a mythical tortoise-like creature).
The tortoise carrying the stele was positioned directly facing the center of the bronze gate, with the two less than three meters apart.
"May I borrow your black gold ancient sword?"
Cheng Feng opened his arms to Zhang Qiling, and the next second Zhang Qiling slapped the scabbard, and the black gold ancient sword instantly sprang up and landed precisely in Cheng Feng's palm.
Cheng Feng gripped the black gold ancient sword, then stepped forward to the Bixi (a mythical tortoise-like creature), and leaped to a height level with the wordless stele.
In the blink of an eye, the black gold ancient sword in his hand turned into a phantom, leaving sword marks on the wordless stele from top to bottom.
Upon landing, Cheng Feng casually twirled his sword and then tossed the Black Gold Ancient Blade to Zhang Qiling.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew across the stone tablet, carrying away the remaining stone dust.
On the side of the stone tablet facing the bronze gate, four large characters in the slender gold script appeared.
'Ultimate Forbidden Zone'
Zhang Qiling looked at Cheng Feng with confusion, not understanding the purpose of his move.
"This time we're really going to go all out. If something still manages to escape, then it can only be said that it's fate."
As he spoke, Cheng Feng raised his hand and placed it on the stone tablet.
A bright red line of blood stretched upwards from Cheng Feng's palm, quickly merging into the four large characters above.
Only after the writing was completely stained blood red did Cheng Feng withdraw his hand.
"My blood has a strong restraining effect on all non-human beings. Unless someone moves this stone statue of the tortoise carrying the stele, it will be virtually impossible for the evil thing inside to get out."
As Cheng Feng spoke, Zhang Qiling looked at Cheng Feng's palm, which had no wounds.
Clenching his fist and feeling the scars remaining on his palm, he wanted to ask Cheng Feng for the first time how he managed to make the blood flow without cutting his hand.
"With the stone tablet here, and our Unloading Ridge disciples guarding it, there shouldn't be any problems for a while."
Let's go back and see if there's anything we can help with up there.
Zhang Qiling nodded, and then the two walked away one after the other.
Just as they stepped off the platform in front of the bronze gate, an ancient horn sounded.
Cheng Feng and Zhang Qiling paused and turned to look at the bronze gate.
The previously tightly closed door began to move slowly, and the gap in the doorway grew wider and wider.
The sound of the horn was also clearer.
Cheng Feng turned his head and saw that the cliff face on the left was now rippling with green waves like the aurora borealis.
"What a coincidence, we just happened to catch the ghost army passing by."
After saying this softly, Cheng Feng walked to the candlesticks on the side, clearing the way for the ghost soldiers' march.
Zhang Qiling silently followed Cheng Feng.
Soon, from the rippling green waves, a group of ghostly soldiers, wielding spears and halberds and dressed in armor from the Shang Dynasty, strode out.
Their purpose was clear: to get behind the bronze door.
One after another, ghostly soldiers emerged from the stone wall. Although their faces were unclear, their tattered armor suggested they were...
It must have been the site of a brutal war.
Cheng Feng took out a cigarette, crossed his arms, and watched the commotion while smoking.
Just as Cheng Feng exhaled his first puff of smoke, the Yin soldiers at the forefront suddenly stopped.
They were truly ghost soldiers, for even though the procession stopped so suddenly, the ranks behind them remained completely orderly.
However, they all stood there blankly, as if there was a bug in the system.
"Zhang Qiling, if the Yin soldiers can't get through the bronze gate, will the gate stay open indefinitely, or will it close automatically after a certain time?"
Looking at the ghostly soldiers whose path was blocked by the blood-written stele he had erected, Cheng Feng asked curiously.
Zhang Qiling shook his head blankly; this was the first time he had ever seen such a scene.
However, his expression quickly returned to normal.
"The bronze doors won't stay open forever; if they miss their turn, they won't be able to get in."
Just as Zhang Qiling said, after only five minutes, the green ripples on the cliff face began to fade.
After the ripples completely disappeared, the ghostly soldiers that were clearly visible also vanished from their original spot, and only then did the bronze door slowly close.
After stubbing out his cigarette and habitually tossing it into the imaginary space, Cheng Feng and Zhang Qiling left.
When the two returned to the main hall beneath Kunlun, it had changed drastically.
Thick felt tents were erected on both sides of the main hall, and the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect were sorting the supplies that Cheng Feng had taken out.
Under Chen Wenjin's direction, they were placed in various parts of the main hall.
Soon, people spotted Cheng Feng and his companion walking out of the passage.
"He's finally come back."
After one of them spoke up to remind them, the three women put down what they were doing and, surrounded by others, went to greet Cheng Feng and his companion.
Upon approaching, Chen Wenjin asked, "Old Cheng, how's everything going?"
Cheng Feng: "Everything is going smoothly. As long as the brothers guard the entrance to the outside world, there won't be any problems down below."
Zhang Qiling, standing nearby, agreed with this point; a stone tablet that could even stop the passing of ghostly soldiers.
The non-human beings inside the bronze gate have virtually no chance of getting out.
Following Cheng Feng's instructions, the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect continued to set up the stronghold.
Cheng Feng led the three women and the blind man and the mute man into a felt tent.
The group sat down around the stove inside the tent, and Cheng Feng then gave a brief account of his arrangements and the encounter with the ghostly soldiers.
Everyone was a little surprised, not expecting that it would be such a coincidence that they happened to be there when the ghostly army was passing by.
Moreover, these ghostly soldiers were quite unlucky, as they were blocked outside the bronze gate by the bixi stone tablet erected by Cheng Feng.
"The communications and logistics of this outpost must be properly arranged. The area is deserted, so if any problems arise, we can dispatch personnel immediately."
Cheng Feng, still somewhat uneasy, gave another instruction.
Yang Xueli nodded seriously and said, "Don't worry, we have prepared several radios. If anything happens, we can contact the outside world through a dedicated frequency."
At this moment, the bear, who was slumped in his chair, spoke:
"It's best to set up radios in several locations nearby, as these things are extremely easy to jam."
It's better to put the eggs in several baskets.