The lame man asked, "What is it?"
Qin Mu stroked his chin and plucked out a sturdy beard, saying, "I think the cultivation technique in this book might be the method to connect the Divine Bridge."
The lame man didn't hear clearly: "What bridge?"
"The Divine Bridge."
Qin Mu continued to measure, saying, "Because the Divine Treasuries are not like the meridians and channels of the human body. The meridians and channels of the human body are just there; you can try to activate the technique after seeing the cultivation diagram once. The Divine Treasuries are an empty space. When the Primordial Qi runs through this empty space, every fraction of its movement involves different spatial dimensions. Therefore, it's necessary to measure the specific spatial dimensions. It's difficult to determine coordinates in space; if there's any negligence, errors may occur."
The lame man's expression became blank, somewhat dazed, staring as Qin Mu changed the scale and continued to measure the patterns on the golden book.
Qin Mu took paper and a brush to record the data he had measured, and without lifting his head, said, "When making errors in spatial dimensions, even a slight blur can lead to a vast difference. I need to measure accurately and calculate to the digits beyond the blur. Moreover, the size of the divine body in the painting is different from that of a real person, and the size of the divine body's Divine Treasuries in the painting is also different from that of a real person. I first need to calculate the base values. Everyone's Divine Bridge and Divine Treasuries differ in size, but with the base values, one can cultivate according to spatial proportions. This way, one can master the Magpie Bridge Technique..."
The lame man was stunned for a moment: "What bridge?"
Qin Mu felt puzzled and smiled, "The Magpie Bridge. Grandpa Lame, you seem a bit distracted. I won't talk to you anymore; measuring here is quite troublesome and the calculations are difficult. It will take a long time..."
Suddenly, the Village Chief's head poked out from the carriage, asking excitedly, "What bridge?"
Qin Mu felt even more puzzled: "Village Chief, are you also distracted? The Magpie Bridge!"
"That's not right!"
The Yan Kingdom's Teacher twisted his head backward and said quickly, "That's not right! Just before the Magpie Bridge, you clearly said the Divine Bridge!"
"That's correct!"
The lame man quickly added, "I also heard Divine Bridge!"
The Village Chief nodded repeatedly: "It's the Divine Bridge!"
Qin Mu suddenly realized and smiled, "The Divine Bridge of the person in this painting is broken. The technique in the painting is called the Magpie Bridge Technique, which is for repairing the Divine Bridge. I was just calculating the mathematics needed for the Magpie Bridge Technique. This technique is very difficult to cultivate; there are too many things to measure..."
"A technique for repairing the Divine Bridge!"
The three in the carriage suddenly had their auras surge. The flying treasure carriage in the air was instantly shattered by their imposing manner, then crumbled into powder by their terrifying aura!
Qin Mu quickly leaped into the air, clutching the golden book and the data he had calculated, his clothes also stained with ink.
The Yan Kingdom's Teacher, the Village Chief, and the lame man almost simultaneously reached for the golden book. Seeing Qin Mu clutching it to his chest, they quickly stopped and withdrew their hands, their excitement beyond words.
Qin Mu complained, "Fortunately, this is a golden book and not easily damaged by ink. Otherwise, your sin would be great."
The Village Chief quickly said, "Let's land first!"
The four descended. Around them were corpses, and in some places, flames still burned with thick smoke billowing. These were traces left by fire-element techniques. Ahead of them, the defeated Di Kingdom army was chaotically fleeing and crashing into Helan Pass. The defending general of Helan Pass was determined to hold the city gates, unwilling to open them to let the defeated troops in, for fear that the Yan Kingdom's army would seize the opportunity to break through.
These defeated troops were crazily attacking Helan Pass. The towering walls were constantly collapsing under the bombardment of numerous powerful experts, with debris flying everywhere. Fortunately, the walls were wide enough. What they broke was the outer wall; the inner wall remained intact. The defending soldiers, regardless of friend or foe, unleashed techniques and spiritual weapons outward and downward, killing their former comrades. Curses and insults from below were vulgar and harsh, making the scene even more tragic. Corpses piled up like mountains below the city.
Before Helan Pass, the fleet led by the Sword Hall Master and Yuyuan Chuyun stopped sixty li away, not attacking. The True Essence Cannons continued to fire, shattering the city towers and gates.
Immediately, countless fleeing soldiers poured into the city like a tide.
Inside the city, Bango Cuo felt his hands and feet go cold.
With the city gates breached and the defeated troops rushing in, Helan Pass had no hope of resisting the enemy's attack. The defeated troops crashed into the defenders, who also couldn't form ranks and joined the rout. The enemy took the opportunity to pour in, conducting systematic slaughter. The grasslands were doomed to defeat!
"Get me out of here immediately!"
Bango Cuo hardened his heart and ordered the Witch King beside him, shouting, "Abandon the city! Retreat from Helan Pass!"
The Witch King quickly took him away, flying out of Helan Pass. Bango Cuo shouted sternly, "Order all disciples of my Golden Palace to evacuate the battlefield!"
The Witch King's heart trembled, and he said in a shaky voice, "Great Lord, if our Golden Palace disciples evacuate, the armies of the grassland tribes will have no way out!"
"But the Golden Palace still has a way out."
Bango Cuo was extremely calm, saying, "Forcing resistance will only result in the deaths of my Golden Palace disciples in this city. We must preserve strength for the Golden Palace. The true battlefield is on the grasslands. The prestige of my Golden Palace was not gained through the worship and flattery of various tribes. If the Yan Kingdom's Teacher wants to occupy the grasslands, he must pay a sufficient price!"
The Witch King quickly gathered his Primordial Qi and turned it into earth-shaking shouts that spread across the battlefield, ordering the Golden...