boyutpedia Chapter 339 Nirvana Rebirth
Chapter 339 Nirvana Rebirth
In the spring of the 357th year of the Nanzhao calendar, on the shores of Erhai Lake where the ice and snow had just melted, newly planted magnolia trees sprouted tender buds. Xiao Mingche stood before the newly completed "Twin Saints Shrine," watching the people wash the stone steps in front of the shrine with mugwort water, the air filled with a fresh medicinal fragrance. Lin Henian approached, carrying the newly revised "Compendium of Plague Prevention and Control," with dried specimens of five poisonous herbs tucked between the pages. "Your Majesty," he said, "a new batch of vaccines has been distributed to various prefectures, this time incorporating anti-malarial ingredients from the Western Regions."
Before the words were finished, the nine-tailed cat Xiao Rong suddenly leaped down from the top of the shrine, an urgent secret report wrapped around its tail: "Your Majesty! The remnants of the Netherworld Pavilion have reappeared in Cangwu Mountain. They... they are abducting children!" The vermilion annotations on the report were shocking—the abducted children all had smallpox inoculation scars, and their backs were covered with unfinished Xuanming talismans drawn in blood.
"As expected, their evil intentions are still alive." Xiao Mingche gripped the black iron token tightly, his gaze sweeping over Shen Mingyue's portrait in the shrine. "Issue the decree: all disciples of the Nine Apertures Academy, stand by. This time, we must not only rescue people, but also completely destroy their evil formation!" As he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Bai Zhi playing under a tree with several recovered children. On the children's exposed ankles, the smallpox scars were as faint as crescent moons.
Deep within the Cangwu Mountains, the altar of the Netherworld Pavilion was shrouded in a plague-ridden mist. Thirty children were hung upside down from black iron pillars, black blood seeping from their smallpox scars and dripping into a bronze basin engraved with runes below. The leader, a man in black robes, held up a fragment of the Xuanming Decree, his voice tinged with a morbid piety: "Only the essence and blood of vaccine survivors can awaken the purified spirit of the virus!"
When Xiao Mingche's troops arrived, they saw the black-robed man thrusting a dagger at the child at the front of the line. A golden whip shot out and wrapped around the blade. Shen Nianli's figure fell like a ghost, the nine-aperture runes hanging from the whip tip lighting up, shattering the dagger into dust. "Let them go!" Her voice was chilling, and the Star Wish Bead array behind her had already locked onto the location of the altar.
However, when the vaccine troops prepared to spray the purifying agent, a strange thing happened—the agent turned into toxic smoke upon contact with the mist, rushing back towards the soldiers. Lin Henian, observing through his binoculars, exclaimed in alarm, "They've contaminated the vaccine components with the resentment of children! Ordinary purification is ineffective!"
In the moment of crisis, a clear song suddenly rang out from among the kidnapped children. It was the Nanzhao Kingdom's nursery rhyme, "The Smallpox Rhyme," and the children sang in trembling voices: "Star wish pearl, shining in all directions, the smallpox god retreats and the seedlings grow..." As the song played, the smallpox scars on their ankles glowed faintly, resonating with Shen Nianli's nine-aperture mark.
"Guide by faith!" Xiao Mingche suddenly realized, waving his hand to signal the soldiers to lay down their weapons. "Put aside your fear, and use your protective hearts to transmit the power of purity!" He led the chanting of a nursery rhyme, his voice piercing through the poisonous fog, which gradually thinned out. The man in black robes watched in horror as the talismans on the altar began to crumble, grabbing a fragment of the Xuanming Token and trying to flee.
Shen Nianli lashed out with her soft whip, which wrapped around the man's ankle. The light from the Star Wish Bead spread along the whip, enveloping the black-robed man in pure light. As he screamed and turned to ashes, the parchment scroll that fell from his arms revealed an even more terrifying conspiracy—the Netherworld Pavilion was attempting to use the genes of vaccine survivors to cultivate a "reverse virus" capable of resisting the power of the Nine Apertures.
During the post-war cleanup, Lin Henian discovered a frozen virus repository beneath the altar. Among the virus strains preserved by chaotic energy were samples of the progenitors of smallpox from a century ago and the current mutated virus. "They wanted to create a disease that could never be cured," he said, the smallpox scar on the back of his hand slightly warming as he sealed the samples.
Upon learning of the child's rescue, the people of Nanzhao spontaneously established "Protecting Seedlings Pavilions" throughout the land. Each pavilion was equipped with free vaccines and plague-preventing sachets, and the walls were decorated with colorful paintings depicting the rescue. Xiao Mingche personally inscribed the plaque for the Protecting Seedlings Pavilion on Cangwu Mountain, the four characters "Protecting New Life" written with vigorous strokes, and the wishing bead wind chimes hanging from the eaves tinkled.
Following this crisis, the Nanzhao Kingdom and modern Earth jointly launched the "Shield of Life" project. Xiao Jingchuan's team developed a portable device capable of analyzing viral genes in real time, sharing the data with Nanzhao's medical officials via the Star Network. Meanwhile, the Nine Apertures Academy established a "Virus Chemistry" discipline to research how to convert chaotic energy into medical power.
In the rehabilitation village on the shores of Erhai Lake, children who had contracted smallpox ran across the grass. Their laughter startled a flock of egrets, whose wings skimmed the water's surface, reflecting the mechanical kites soaring overhead—the disciples of the Nine Apertures Academy, responsible for patrolling the area to monitor the epidemic. Lin Henian, leading his apprentices to gather medicinal herbs, suddenly pointed to the distant green mountains: "Look, those lands once ravaged by the plague are now sprouting the most vigorous medicinal herbs."
As time passed, the smallpox vaccination ceremony in the Nanzhao Kingdom gradually evolved into a grand festival. Every spring, children would have golden nine-aperture star patterns dotted on their foreheads, and carry "exorcising bundles" made of mugwort and magnolia petals, parading through the city with a procession. At the end of the procession, there would always be a blessing ceremony in front of the "Twin Saints Shrine," where Xiao Mingche would personally administer the newly improved vaccine to the children, drawing protective charms on their palms with the phantom of a golden whip.
The threat from the Netherworld Pavilion has never truly disappeared, but the people of Nanzhao Kingdom are no longer afraid.
A Song of Civilization: An Epic of Guardianship Across Time and Space
In the 360th year of the Nanzhao calendar, the "Protecting Seedlings Festival" on the shores of Erhai Lake reached unprecedented heights. Xiao Mingche watched the children in colorful costumes in the square, their ankles adorned with flower-shaped smallpox scars, and the melodious bells jingling from the windmills in their hands. Lin Henian stood before the makeshift vaccination station, handing each child a vaccine syrup made with honey. "This year, we've added sweet orange pulp, so the children won't complain about the bitterness anymore."
Suddenly, Snowball, a descendant of the Nine-Tails Little Fluff, darted onto the altar with an urgent letter in its mouth. The wax seal on the letter came from the Time-Space Café, and Xiao Jingchuan's handwriting carried an unusual urgency: "Dimensional monitoring shows that a new type of virus cloud has appeared in the depths of the universe, and its gene sequence is highly similar to the reverse virus of the Netherworld Pavilion back then!" In the holographic projection, Gu Liuli displayed the images captured by the interstellar telescope—in the pitch-black universe, a cluster of viruses floated like giant jellyfish, each tentacle entwined around an infected planet.
"Activate the Star Network Global Early Warning System!" Xiao Mingche's command caused all the mechanical towers of the Nine Apertures Academy to light up red. The Star Wish Beads of the Nanzhao Kingdom and the quantum monitoring stations on Earth operated in sync, weaving an early warning network at the intersection of space and time. Shen Nianli's mechanical kite team was ready to go; this time, they carried not only vaccines but also "stardust elixirs" that could purify cosmic radiation.
However, the virus cloud spread far faster than expected. Three days later, devastating news came from Wusun, a small kingdom in the Western Regions neighboring Nanzhao: an unknown epidemic had suddenly broken out in its capital, and patients were crystallizing all over their bodies, as if they had been petrified instantly. When Nanzhao's medical team arrived, the entire city had become a silent crystal graveyard, with deadly virus crystals suspended in the air.
“This is a combination of chaotic energy and interstellar virus.” Lin Henian picked up the crystal with specially made radiation-proof tweezers. Through the microscope, he could see the Xuanming runes dancing on the surface of the virus. “They want to turn the entire universe into a breeding ground for viruses!” Xiao Mingche looked at the infected starry sky in the distance, gripped the Xuan Tie sword in his hand, and the two words “Guardian” on the hilt were polished to a shine.
Inside the Time-Space Café, Xiao Jingchuan's team activated their final line of defense—a "Time-Space Filter" created using the principle of black hole collapse. Gu Liuli combined the energy of the Nanzhao Star Wish Bead with a modern antimatter engine, creating an isolation zone along the path the virus cloud was bound to take. However, when the virus cloud touched the filter, it split into countless offspring, clinging to it like greedy parasites.
“At this rate, the filter will burst!” Xiao Jingchuan’s voice trembled. At the critical moment, Xiao Mingche’s holographic projection appeared in the laboratory: “Use the inherited power of the Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart!” He displayed a fragment of an ancient text, on which an ancient guardian had used his own soul as the universe’s “immune cells.” “We are not the first civilization to face this crisis, nor will we be the last.”
The entire military and civilian population of Nanzhao Kingdom gathered once again before the Qiankun Mirror Memorial Monument. Xiao Mingche, Shen Nianli, Lin Henian, and others held Star Wish Beads, their nine-aperture marks on their foreheads resonating with the mirror's surface. As the power of faith from millions flowed into the spacetime filter, cracks finally appeared in the virus cloud. Shen Nianli piloted the mechanical mothership, laden with "Stardust Potion," charging towards the core of the virus cloud.
In the depths of the universe, Shen Nianli's consciousness was connected with the guardians of past generations. She saw the unwavering resolve of Xiao Jingchuan and his wife as they traversed time and space, Shen Mingyue's figure rushing through the plague, and countless ordinary medical workers burning the midnight oil in their laboratories. "So, guardianship is never a one-person battle," she murmured, channeling the last wisp of energy from the Star Wish Bead into the virus cloud.
In the intense light, the virus cloud transformed into stardust, and the planets that had been infected began to revive. The spacetime filter gradually dissipated, replaced by a "civilization protection belt" formed by the energy of the Star Wish Beads, preventing any malicious virus from crossing this dazzling galaxy.
At the post-battle victory banquet, Xiao Mingche presented Xiao Jingchuan with a Star Wish Bead pendant engraved with the words "Civilizational Coexistence." "This is a medal that transcends time and space," he said with a smile. Gu Liuli reciprocated by gifting him a miniature quantum computer, saying, "I hope it can help you crack the new virus faster."
Many years later, when the children of the Nanzhao Kingdom looked up at the starry sky, they would always see a soft band of light stretching across the heavens. The elders would point to the band of light and tell the story of vaccines, courage, and protection across time and space. The story would always end with the words: "In every corner of the universe, there are civilizations like ours, weaving an inextinguishable light of life with wisdom and love."
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Iron Horses and Icy Rivers: The Union of Two Nations Shakes the Eight Desolations
In the 362nd year of the Nanzhao calendar, the late autumn wind swept across the border of the Western Jing Kingdom, carrying with it fallen leaves like scattered gold. Frost clung to the armor of the border guards. Suddenly, a sentry on the watchtower rang the bronze bell, its sound filled with barely concealed terror: "Report! Foreign cavalry, blotting out the sky, has appeared thirty li away!"
When the news reached the Xijing Palace, the young King Jiang Chengyu was polishing his ancestral black armor. This armor, which had accompanied his ancestors in their conquests, still bore the sword marks from the alliance with Nanzhao. He gazed at the falling snowflakes outside the palace, his fingertips tracing the character "Jing" on the breastplate—a testament to the brotherly relationship between Xijing and Nanzhao.
Meanwhile, inside the Xianyang Palace of the Nanzhao Kingdom, Xiao Mingche frowned, clutching an urgent military report. The declaration of war sent by the foreign envoy, written in blood, "Crush Nanzhao, seize all its treasures," stung his eyes. The nine-tailed fox, Snowball, crouched before the map, its tail pointing towards the Xijing Kingdom: "Your Majesty, the foreign army is advancing in two columns. One is heading straight for Nanzhao, and the other... seems to be seeking revenge for the annihilation of our race a century ago."
Late at night, a carrier pigeon from Xijing Kingdom pierced the night sky, bringing Jiang Chengyu's secret letter: "The foreign power is immense; their royal court keeps shamans who can control sandstorms. Only by joining forces can we break this deadlock." Xiao Mingche unfurled a map, showing the mechanical beasts of Nanzhao and the iron cavalry of Xijing forming a pincer movement. He picked up his pen and replied: "On the day of the full moon, on the shores of Erhai Lake, let us discuss strategies to defeat the enemy."
The moonlight over Erhai Lake shrouded the council tent like a silver chain. Jiang Chengyu touched the Star Wish Bead on the table, his eyes filled with emotion: "Our ancestors formed an alliance here with His Majesty Xiao Jingchuan back then, and now it's our turn to fight side by side." He unfolded the secret reports from Xijing's scouts, which depicted the formation of foreign armies—cavalry in front, shamans in the center, and logistics troops pushing hundreds of mysterious bronze statues.
“Those colossal statues are key,” Xiao Mingche said, pointing to the portraits. “The mechanical arts of Nanzhao recorded an ancient ‘Sand-Swallowing Beast,’ capable of turning sand into sharp blades. It’s likely that the foreign shamans resurrected this evil creature using chaotic energy.” He turned to Jiang Chengyu, “The Xijing cavalry excels at rapid attacks; could we disrupt their formation before the sandstorm begins?”
Jiang Chengyu drew his sword, the wolf head totem on the scabbard gleaming coldly in the moonlight: "Men of Xijing should die on the battlefield. But we need the cooperation of Nanzhao's mechanical kites to destroy the shaman's altar with catapults; otherwise, when the sandstorm rises, even a thousand troops will be in vain."
Five days later, the foreign army entered Nanzhao territory. Amidst the swirling yellow sand, the bronze sand-swallowing beast opened its massive maw, spewing forth sand blades like a torrential downpour. For the first time, cracks appeared in Nanzhao's mechanical shield formation. The soldiers watched in horror as their shields were sliced into dust, only to see hundreds of improved "earth-shaking crossbows" emerge from behind the shield formation—the crossbow bolts were fitted with explosive shells specially made by Lin Henian.
"Release!" With Xiao Mingche's command, the explosive shells detonated among the sand beast horde. In the dazzling flames, cracks appeared on the bronze bodies of the sand beasts, revealing the writhing chaotic energy cores within. Taking advantage of the moment, Jiang Chengyu waved his command flag, and the Xijing Iron Cavalry plunged into the enemy ranks like a black wave, their hooves shattering the incantation sand table of the shamans.
However, the foreign king's personal guards suddenly attacked. These soldiers were covered in armor made of meteorite iron, which ordinary swords could not harm them in the slightest. Xiao Mingche swung his golden silk whip and entangled one of them, but found that the nine-aperture runes on the tip of the whip could not purify the evil aura on the armor.
“They are remnants of the Netherworld Pavilion!” Jiang Chengyu’s sword struck the meteorite iron, sparks flying. “They really did collude with foreign powers!” Before he finished speaking, the foreign king ascended the high platform, holding a fragment of the Xuanming Token in his hand. Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, and a blizzard began to fall at noon.
"Oh no! This is a climate spell triggered by chaotic energy!" Xiao Mingche was extremely anxious as he looked at the frozen mechanical beast. At the critical moment, Shen Nianli piloted the latest "Sun Chaser" mechanical kite, soaring through the air. The Star Wish Bead heater on the fuselage emitted a strong light, melting the ice crystals in the air.
"Cheng Yu, lead the iron cavalry to attack their supplies!" Xiao Mingche ordered at the same time. "Lin Henian, use vaccine shells to attack the shamans!" When the shells loaded with purification vaccines exploded among the shamans, the foreign mages who relied on chaotic energy screamed and their bodies rapidly aged into withered bones.
Seeing the situation was dire, the foreign king attempted to summon the phantom of the evil god using the fragment of the Xuanming Decree. Xiao Mingche and Jiang Chengyu exchanged a glance and simultaneously channeled their spiritual power into their respective imperial seals. The "Star Wish Seal" of Nanzhao and the "Wolf Head Seal" of Xijing resonated, forming a massive sealing array in the air that suppressed the phantom of the evil god in place.
"Today, I will show you the power of our two nations!" Jiang Chengyu's iron cavalry and Xiao Mingche's mechanical beasts launched a simultaneous all-out attack. As the foreign king's head rolled to the ground, his eyes reflected the banners of Nanzhao and Xijing intertwined in the wind—banners of victory, and symbols of coexistence of civilizations.
After the war, the two nations held a grand oath-taking ceremony on the shores of Erhai Lake. Xiao Mingche embedded a Star Wish Bead into the wolf-head military flag of Xijing, while Jiang Chengyu presented Nanzhao with a "United Shield" engraved with the totems of both nations. As children from both countries planted the "Twin Trees" symbolizing friendship, sunlight pierced through the clouds atop the distant snow-capped mountains, painting a beautiful rainbow across the border between the two nations.
After this battle, Nanzhao and Xijing established the "Iron Wall Alliance," setting up a joint military academy on the border and exchanging mechanical arts and cavalry tactics. Whenever foreign tribes invaded, the military flags of the two nations would always appear on the battlefield simultaneously. Their legends, like an inextinguishable spark, illuminated every corner of the continent, striking fear into the hearts of all foreign enemies who dared to invade civilization.
In the ruins of the Netherworld Pavilion, the black-robed man looked at the battle report and sneered: "Nanzhao and Xijing are only temporary victories. When the Chaos Tide comes again, all alliances will collapse like sandcastles..." Before he finished speaking, the fragment of the Xuanming Token in his hand suddenly shattered, as if foreshadowing some irreversible fate.