Chapter 676
At night, Zhu Ping was called to take over the night watch.
These days, the morale of the people from the Three Sects was not high. After all, they had always been defeated. In addition, the battles of the Three Sects in the past were all internal battles. There were rarely such miserable situations.
He followed the leader on night patrol to prevent people from sneaking into the army during the day and causing trouble at night.
Zhu Ping, who was working quietly, memorized the location of the captive camp.
Although the name of the captive camp was not written, the screams of torture made it easy for passersby to understand where this place was.
At this time, there was no such thing as a convention. The Interstellar Colonization War was unscrupulous, and information was also extremely important. It was extremely normal for people to be tortured to the point of inhumanity for this bit of information.
Zhu Ping memorized the location and continued his patrol without much action.
Time passed in this boring patrol. On the second and third day, the Federation did not launch an attack. Both sides were quickly recovering.
Zhu Ping was sent to transport supplies. However, the lack of fighting did not make the soldiers in the barracks in the city feel happy. In fact, they even felt a little annoyed.
It was as if waiting for the execution was the most torturous part of it all.
On the third night, the atmosphere in the barracks became even more different. Both sides were probably ready. It was estimated that another siege would occur the next day. It was Zhu Ping's turn to keep watch again.
In the military camp at night, apart from the howling of the cold wind, there were only the snoring of the soldiers and the occasional wails and cries.
Only those who were seriously injured would be sent to the rear for treatment. Those who were lightly injured could only stay in the barracks.
The cold wind accompanied those voices, and a sense of despair mixed with an inexplicable chill appeared in Zhu Ping's heart.
Was there still hope in this world? Could the three sects continue to exist?
Zhu Ping could even imagine the three religions retreating and hiding in the Tianyuan Mystic Realm. However, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the Tianyuan Mystic Realm was far inferior to the Sky Beyond Avalon. Hence, the martial artists of the three religions were getting weaker with each generation.
After the death of a few old experts, the new generation could not even guard the Realm Gate, and the entire world fell into the hands of the Federation.
Wouldn't it be better to die in such a hopeless future?
Zhu Ping immediately sensed that something was amiss the moment he thought of this.
If the three religions died, then so be it. What despair could he have? The thought he had before was not normal.
Zhu Ping quickly broke free from the despair that almost engulfed him, and then a pool of hot blood splashed on his face.
The soldier in front of him fell to the ground with a look of despair on his face. The podao in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Some of the soldiers were engaged in a suicidal battle, the kind where they would stab each other and slash each other.
Zhu Ping did not stop them. Instead, he immediately turned around, sounded the alarm, and then quietly went to the captive camp.
Along the way, there were cries of despair coming from many camps. The despair that made people want to commit suicide was quickly spreading.
Zhu Ping raised his head, and a trace of fire flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.
There was a thin layer of green fog shrouding the entire military camp. As the fog continued to distort, it formed a mysterious creature with hundreds of centipede-like appendages and a body that resembled a spherical brain.
Large amounts of green smoke were still coming out from the crevice in the creature's brain. After the soldiers committed suicide in despair, more green smoke poured into the creature's body, making it more solid.
"A God-level existence?" Zhu Ping felt as if his head had been hammered by something. His ears buzzed, and an extremely disgusting feeling appeared in his mind.
At the same time, there was also a deep sense of despair. In front of this God-level existence, there was no possibility of me surviving. If that was the case, why not die? It would be good if I died, at least I would not have to face this existence.
This kind of despair was transmitted through the tinnitus. When one's logical thinking ability could not keep up, the probability of them following their thoughts was very high.
Some of the strong-willed soldiers of the three religions had not been defeated by despair, but when they saw the huge monster in the sky above the military camp, their hearts were broken, and they chose to commit suicide in despair.
Zhu Ping shook his head and expelled these feelings of despair from his mind. He lowered his head and walked to the captive camp.
At the same time, a clear sound of a flute rang out in the military camp. A huge wave of inner force mixed with the sound of the flute stirred up the surrounding essence of the world. It dispersed the twisting green smoke, and also woke up some people who were wrapped in despair.
"Seems like the experts in the military have finally reacted." Zhu Ping silently thought, "If it's the sound of the flute, it should be the Three Absolutes of Confucianism."
"He fused the Confucian mythological martial art, the Bell, Cauldron Study Scripture into his flute technique, forming a mythological martial art that belongs to him. In addition, he is fond of calligraphy and painting. Hence, he called himself the Three Absolutes."
This kind of public information would occasionally be spread in the military camp during breaks to boast about their martial god and raise their morale.
The mythological martial art, the Bell, Cauldron Study Scripture was a martial art that spanned across a wide range. From the words' Bell and Cauldron ', one could tell that the Bell and Cauldron had the functions of a ritual tool, a sacrificial tool, a wine tool, a container, or a daily necessities.
This piece of mythological martial art was engraved on a huge cauldron.
Even if ordinary people obtained the Bell, Cauldron Study Scripture, they would be able to learn the four arts or various etiquettes from it.
The knowledge inside was too complicated, and people without comprehension wouldn't be able to obtain any power from this mythological martial art.
It could be said that every generation of the Bell, Cauldron Study Scripture would display a different situation.
Back then, when the Three Absolutes struck the huge cauldron, they comprehended the true essence of the divine art from the sound of the cauldron. They summarized the knowledge and finally formed their own musical ability.
He communicated with heaven and earth through music and released all kinds of supernatural abilities.
Zhu Ping could be considered to have seen some Mythological Martial Arts. After hearing the sound of the flute, he began to ponder. Where was the truth behind the sound of the flute?
But after that, Zhu Ping couldn't find anything special about the flute's music.
It was very pleasant to the ears, and it could attract the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Other than that, Zhu Ping did not gain anything else.
"Maybe I'll have to see the original to understand, but I probably won't have the chance in the future." It was impossible for the three religions to bring the original copy of their Mythological Martial Arts out of the Tianyuan Mystic Realm.
He stealthily entered the captive camp. There were already a large number of dead and injured people. A large number of captives had lost their will to resist under the aura of despair.
After searching for a while, Zhu Ping finally found a captive who was still alive.
Grabbing this captive, Zhu Ping activated the Illusionary Heaven Technique. With himself as Yang and his hands as Yin, he brought the captive into a state of cultivation. Then, he invaded the captive's consciousness and began to read his memories.
When it was about time for the Yin and Yang Transformation inner force to surge, the other party's body exploded into a bloody mist. Within the bloody mist, Zhu Ping's body rapidly changed into the other party's appearance.
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