Chapter 221 - Zhao Yun and Lyu Bu (1/2)

“Citizens, please note and be careful that a small typhoon is expected to land tonight.”

“And a heavy rain is expected from 8 o’clock tonight to 8 o’clock tomorrow evening.”

“Hurry home. According to the weather forecast, the entire west coast of the Atlantic will suffer a great change of weather which may last for several days.”

“Attention, passengers, this flight will be delayed because of the sudden storm tonight.”

…

For a while, people on the west coast of the Atlantic met with strange weather. The fishermen returned to the shore one after another, and all the people who went out rushed home.

All this was due to Wang Bugui, who was in the sky about thousands of miles high.

“Eh ah!”

Wang Bugui made a shout and exterminated all the surrounding catastrophe with the Emperor Fist. Then, he tried his best to activate the Universal Reversal to the extreme. As a result, the auras around him were constantly compressed.

In the end, the auras and Taoism power integrated into one, which then was refined into another small light ball. It was the natural fresh and turbid air. Wang Bugui carefully retracted it.

Then, he stopped the Universal Reversal, along with which, all the visions disappeared. He had resorted to martial arts this time for more than a dozen hours.

He even used the spiritual power stored in Chiou the puppet, to form an energy ball the size of a ping pong ball. Then, he began to meditate to restore his spiritual power and cure his wounds.

After half an hour, he opened his eyes. All his wounds had disappeared, and the lost spiritual power was completely restored.

“This should be enough. After all, it’s just a ring.” Wang Bugui looked at the light ball and said with a smile.

Then, he began to integrate the light ball with the Yin Yang Ring, and, at the same time, turned his prana power into a pure flame to refine the ring. After a while, he released the essence of his blood vigor to make the second refining fire.

After melting the ring, he carved it with all the pithy formulas of the Eight Limits, the Heaven Mending Incantation, as well as all the other martial arts he had learned.

He never thought about forging his own weapon, instead, he just wanted to smash his enemies with a pair of his magic fists. But as he reached the later stage of cultivation, he found the magic weapons were also important.

Since he got the Yin Yang Ring, he had become familiar with various changing weapons and could use them with great facility. And they were helpful to deal with the geniuses in the catastrophe.

It was more difficult to deal with them empty-handed. After all, they were all the top geniuses of their generations, and no one would lose in the same realm. In addition, their weapons were also treasures rare to see in the world.

Facing these so many unknown strong opponents, with a powerful weapon, he would be more powerful, like a tiger with wings added.

“When the ring is about to be finished, the primordial vital energy can be added.” He pondered.

Then, he controlled the flame quietly, waiting for the completion of casting.

Not far away from the Blood Hunter Manor, everyone had come to an end of their meditation at the cliff.

“This is…”

Zhao Changge fell into a deep sleep, and his primordial spirit came to an ancient battlefield.

“Are you the new owner of the dragon gut silver spear?”

Suddenly, a man’s voice came. Zhao Changge looked in the direction of the voice, finding a man in white armor was looking at him behind also with a bright silver spear.

He immediately thought of this man’s identity, exclaiming, “Are you Senior Zhao Yun?”

“Yes. I’m Zhao Zilong from Mount Chang.” Zhao Yun nodded.

“Where are we now? And why do we meet?” Zhao Changge asked.

Zhao Yun looked around the battlefield and said, “My obsession didn’t disappear before I died. Instead, it became the soul of this spear. As for this place, it’s a battlefield where I fought—Changbanpo.”

“Changbanpo!” Zhao Changge was shocked. He didn’t expect this was the battlefield where Zilong had his peak battle.

“It’s my decision that you come here. I’ll teach you all I’ve learned in my life.” Zhao Yun said slowly.

“It’s my stroke of luck to gain what you’ve learned in your life, General Zhao!” So excited, Zhao Changge was about to kneel down immediately.

However, Zhao Yun stopped him with his spear and said, “There’s gold under a man’s knee. And a man only kneels before the heaven, the earth, and his parents. You don’t have to do this.”

“But since you’ll pass on what you’ve learned all your life to me, you’re my master. One day as a master, one life as a father, I should do that.” Zhao Changge said again.

“I don’t want to pass down my Taoism, but to fulfill my long-cherished wish and leave what I’ve learned to the futurity. I hope you can defend Huaxia with them.”

Zhao Yun shook his head and then scanned the whole desolate battlefield with eyes of vicissitudes.

“General Zhao…” Zhao Changge didn’t know what to say.

Zhao Yun made a long sigh and added, “I only wanted to go out and make a life honor by earning the rivers and mountains for the Lord and the prime minister before I died. But, it wasn’t until the end that I realized it was wrong.”

“The cultivators won’t have a good end if they intervene in the affairs of mortals. The Lord and the prime minister spent their lives to fight against heaven but failed. After their death, the souls of the Han Dynasty dissipated, but the obsessions lasted forever.”

“It was then that I knew, as a cultivator, I was born to protect Huaxia. I was born in Huaxia, and will die a Huaxia soul. So, I’m willing to be a soul in the spear.”

“In order to be able to come out and settle down in the future turmoil, also to leave my Tao Law and understanding to make a modest contribution to the cultivation of you descendants.”