Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 320: Difficult to Define

The old patriarch sighed and said, "Can't we get in?"

It was his wish to enter the Huawai Taoist temple and take a look.

"Who said we can't get in?" Liu Weizi said in surprise.

"Can we go in?" the old patriarch asked in surprise.

"It was impossible to get in before, but now Liang Shan is a mysterious spirit, the Mountain and River Seal is also seventh-grade, and you, Old Brother Yi, are also sixth-grade. As long as the three parties work hard, we can still get in. It's just that there are risks. Forget it, it's better not to go in, lest the soul leave the body."

Shang Liangshan nodded and said, "Those with a seventh-grade spirit body protection and a bloodline combat body that locks the soul can enter. It is better not to enter if the soul is separated from the body. If you get lost in the void, you will be dead."

"The old man won't come in, so you don't have to worry about him, Liangshan." The old patriarch decisively suppressed the desire in his heart.

Because he knew that if something happened to him, Shang Liangshan would save him at all costs, and the consequences would be unpredictable.

"The human body is mysterious. It consists of three parts: essence, energy and spirit. Only a seventh-grade cultivator can barely control the three." Liu Weizi said leisurely.

The higher your cultivation, the more you know, but at the same time, there are also thick fogs.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk business. Tomorrow we have to trouble Taoist Liu to perform a ritual for the fallen soldiers and civilians..." The old patriarch paused and asked in confusion, "Are the fallen soldiers really dead? And is the ritual useful?"

These two questions made Liu Weizi scratch his head. After thinking for a while, he finally spoke up to explain: "Dead or not, this topic is very complicated."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that the soldiers and civilians died in the battle, because they did die, but they were not really killed in the battle, because they only died physically, and their souls did not return to the underworld. They became spirits, and they are spirits that retain some spiritual intelligence."

“That’s hard to define.”

"As for the ritual, it is definitely useful. It sends the souls of the deceased to the underworld and prevents them from becoming wandering ghosts."

"It's a bit complicated." The old patriarch and Xiaocao said in unison.

Taoist Priest Liu was speechless and thought, "My explanation is not straightforward enough."

"Let's do this. Tomorrow morning, we will inform the families of the fallen militiamen about Xin Ling's situation. They will not be too sad. Xin Ling and the Fourth Rank have a chance to meet. As for the ceremony, it is still necessary. After the ceremony, the body will be cremated and the ashes will be sent to the cremation temple so that Xin Ling can have a home." Shang Liangshan made the decision.

"Liangshan, how do you know that the soul can be contained in one's own ashes?" Liu Weizi asked curiously.

Shang Liangshan almost blurted out: "That's how it's played out in the movies."

He looked puzzled and said, "The soul attaches itself to Yin objects to cultivate, and the spirit can also attach itself to Yin objects in the same way."

"Yeah, that makes sense. I was overthinking it. Liangshan, your idea is very good." Liu Weizi nodded, looked at the old patriarch and said, "Brother Yi, remember to use a pottery jar to collect the ashes. The more complete the collection, the better. Well, don't let the ashes of the warriors be mixed together."

The old patriarch was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he suddenly realized and nodded vigorously, giving Liu Weizi a grateful look.

"I'm a bit exhausted tonight, I need to take a nap." Liu Weizi said and closed his eyes to rest.

Shang Liangshan, the old patriarch and Xiaocao were left exchanging glances.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" is Heizi leading the Eagle Guards back to the Forgotten Temple and back to the Huawai Dojo.

They are all full and need to rest and digest their food.

This cannot be blamed on their greed. If you have to blame someone, blame it on the fact that eating the corpses of ghost beasts is addictive. They smell so good.

After retreating twenty miles, the ghost beast army stopped to rest. They had suffered heavy losses and were obviously unable to launch another attack.

This gave Forgotten Township time to treat the wounded and rest.

Both sides are entering a period of licking their wounds.

On the rock wall, Yifeng felt a little heavy when he received the preliminary casualty report.

There were 274 killed, 1673 seriously injured, 2563 moderately injured, and those with minor injuries were not counted because there were too many of them.

"More than 4 people have lost the strength to fight again. The defensive force has been reduced by one-third. It is a dangerous situation. Fortunately, we have the Eagle Guards, otherwise the ghost beasts will attack again and the battle will be very tragic." Yifeng sighed and put away the battle report.

The next day, it was cloudy and rainy, and the sky was gray, as if even the sky was mourning the passing of the hero.

In the empty fields, soldiers and civilians gathered together silently, their faces filled with grief and respect.

The remains of the brave warriors were placed on a makeshift altar, covered with a hastily made forgotten army flag, symbolizing all they had done for their village and its people.

Flowers and candles were placed around, emitting a faint fragrance, adding a touch of solemnity to this solemn occasion.

The ceremony officially began with the sound of low and melodious music.

The soldiers and civilians walked to the altar one by one, presented the bouquets in their hands, and bowed deeply in tribute.

Their eyes were firm and respectful, as if conveying their respect and determination to the deceased warriors.

Afterwards, the old tribesman walked to the stage and delivered a moving eulogy.

He recounted the heroic deeds and selfless dedication of the heroes during their lifetime and expressed his highest respect and deep condolences to them.

Although his voice was trembling, it was full of power and deeply moved everyone present.

Sorrow rose in the sparks and turned into crying in front of the urn.

Even though the families of the fallen soldiers and civilians know that their loved ones have become intelligent spirits and are not truly separated from them forever and that there is hope for them to see them again, they cannot help but feel sad, and crying is undoubtedly the best way to vent their emotions.

A sigh came from Yihuo's mouth. He learned from Xiaocao, who came to convey the order for tomorrow's attack, how brutal the battle in the village was.

"I want revenge!" Hanzi said with clenched fist.

"You can take revenge, but you can't break through the suppression and you can't use your sixth-grade strength." Yihuo warned.

Xiaocao asked Hanzi if he wanted to go back to his hometown, but he refused outright.

After Shang Liangshan learned about it, his spiritual consciousness manifested and sealed Hanzi's sixth-grade strength.

Of course, there is a way out. If there are level six ghost beasts joining the ghost beast army, Hanzi can break the seal.

"I understand." Hanzi nodded vigorously.

"Fifth Elder, how do you think we can use the Eagle Guards to maximize their lethality?" Yibao said murderously.

Along with Xiaocao came 86 Eagle Guards, who were under the command of Yihuo and provided intelligence and air strike power to the Wolf Riders.

In order to allow the leader of the Eagle Guard Ye Yi to break through to the fourth level and be able to communicate with the legacy fire spiritually, Shang Liangshan invested a huge amount of money and mobilized dozens of lanterns from thousands of families to devour it and upgrade it to the fourth level.

In Wanghuai Village, the wall of the village is glowing golden. It is the blocks that are repairing the wall.

In Forgotten Village, the wall also glows golden, as the soil layer is repairing the wall.

Outside the village wall, green light rose, and the thorn forest that was originally broken was growing rapidly.

This was Liu Weizi's personal action, showing his talent.

The military and civilians all went out to set traps and prepare to fight against the army of ghost beasts.

In the mountains and forests to the north, soldiers and civilians were cutting grass and feeding cattle, sheep and horses.