Ten Capitals, Nine Observations, Eight Poles, Seven Yuans, Six Divisions, Five Elders Compete for Da

Chapter 261 Road to the Wilderness, Wuhou Branch!Who will become the young master of the sky, and who will be the Marquis of Tai Sui?
The former capital of the country is now Loulan County, Liangzhou.

The envoys, represented by Fu Guo, a descendant of Marquis Yiyang, temporarily lived in the county. After collecting enough information, they set off for other countries in the Western Regions to conduct diplomatic affairs.

Their request for rewards and memorials was also handed over to the squad captain early, and he rode a bloody BMW to send it to Yujing City in the starry night.

When the old emperor's next decree arrives, the Qingzhou Army, which is lonely in the Western Regions, will return to the court and embark on the way home.

royal palace.

Inside the hall.

"Warm two jars of wine, order a stack of fennel beans, and then serve some meat."

Jiang Chen ordered Xiao Wu casually, ordering him to bring a table of good wine and food.

Tonight, he needs to have a long talk with Zhang Baisui. After drinking three rounds and eating five flavors, he can really open up the chatterbox and have a detailed chat.

For example, the details of the Liaodong battlefield.

Another example... Old thief Sima, what kind of person is he?

It can also be said that the mysterious disappearance of the son-in-law General Liu Chuanzhi, but the two generals of Marquis Wu were silent about the matter, and there must be something strange about it.

And, most importantly, the fourth realm of the Wilderness Martial Art, the level of Wuhou, the required rituals, spiritual materials and elixir, and the powerful power it possesses!
Practice is very important to be a "dharma and financial partner", the exercises to be practiced, and the resources consumed, although the "Taoist" is ranked third, it is also very important.

Moreover, this term has never specified gender, and good teachers and helpful friends who are groping forward on the same road are also part of the "Taoist couple".

"If there is communication, there will be gains."

After Jiang Chen randomly found a guest room to wash up, he came to the side hall again.

At this moment, Xiao Wu had already placed the wine and food in front of the rosewood table, Zhang Baisui was also a little worried, drinking the wine alone.

Seeing Jiang Chen coming, Zhang Baisui raised his glass and invited, "Drink together?"

Jiang Chen randomly found a willow chair, sat without talking, and drank three glasses of rice wine with Zhang Baisui.

He doesn't like to drink alcohol, he only thinks it is bitter and astringent, but rice wine is better, after a few drinks, it is moist and sweet, not too spicy.

After drinking until he was slightly drunk, Jiang Chen said: "Old village chief, you should have a chat with me, a junior, about the matter of Liaodong, right?"

Zhang Baisui sighed, and finally, under the stimulation of alcohol, he gradually opened up the conversation:

"Thirty years ago, the David Wu Dynasty was as old as it is now. It used the power of the five states to attack Liaodong, trying to cut off an arm of the grassland."

"At that time, the old man had been searching for the "Great Desolation Scripture" for 20 years, but he hadn't found anything, so he planned to join the Qingzhou Army and seek a change of path. Therefore, he also participated in the Battle of Liaodong that year, and killed nine Jurchens one after another on the battlefield. Brutal!"

"All of a sudden, the old man became a hot figure in the Qingzhou army. He was bestowed by the emperor with a bloody horse, and he was only half a step away from becoming a master."

"So, the old man held [Ritual: The weak eat the strong], hoping to help the horse go further. Unexpectedly, it not only attracted the Seven Killers, but also awakened the wilderness spirit that had been dormant for a long time. The two existences beyond the ordinary Marquis fought each other , almost caused chaos in Liaodong."

"I wanted to risk my life to resolve the crisis, but before I could do anything, I was rescued by the old thief Sima and returned to the camp. I wanted to be grateful, but when I turned my head, he disappeared..."

Suddenly, Jiang Chen picked up two fennel beans and judged:

"According to the outspoken statement of the wilderness spirit, the person who traded with it more than [-] years ago was the old thief Sima!"

Zhang Baisui held the gray pottery wine glass tightly, with angry eyes flashing in his eyes:
"good."

"Since the Battle of Liaodong, the old thief Sima seems to have a second spring. He was promoted to three ranks and worshiped as prime minister. How glorious is it?"

"The old man, however, was silent in the classroom, reading some useless books, and spent thirty springs and autumns in a daze!"

Jiang Chen looked at Zhang Baisui's [Crimson Fate: Son of Fallen Qingzhou], and said in a deep voice: "What he took away is not only the "Great Desolation Sutra", but also luck!"

"You and the old thief Sima are also known as Yuliang for a while. Since you are not moving forward, then, the luck and chance of a higher level will naturally all belong to this one!"

Zhang Baisui thought about it carefully, and couldn't help agreeing:
"indeed."

"Seven years after the end of the Liaodong War, I planned to be promoted to Qingtian Qinghou, but at the most critical moment, I accidentally fell off the cliff and was seriously injured..."

The corner of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched.

This really is:
"The heaven and the earth are all in one force, and the hero is not free when transported away!"

Zhang Longxiang fell off the cliff and got the chance to be promoted to Marquis Wu twice.

First came [Dragon Blood Demon Vine, with the most softness in the world, galloping the world to be the most rigid], followed by [Three corpses of green flood dragons, two fates, the worst is the prince after death].

But it was Zhang Baisui's turn to fall off the cliff, but he was seriously injured and missed the timing.

Jiang Chen couldn't help being a little curious:
"Qingtian Qinghou, what kind of power does he have?"

Zhang Baisui has long regarded Jiang Chen as a closed disciple, so he naturally knows everything he can say, and explained: "Qingzhou is one of the ancient nine states, with deep luck and rich blessings. Whenever a Wuhou passes away, there will be There is an opportunity at the Wuhou level."

"For example, the Jianmu Sacred Tree is now alive!"

Hearing the last few words, Jiang Chen immediately recalled General Hongwu's nickname - Optimus Prime, and everyone in the world admired:
"Your body is like a tree, and your strength holds up the sky!"

According to legend, Jianmu is a bridge that supports the two worlds of heaven and earth.

It is about a hundred feet high, with branches, leaves, flowers and fruits, forming a circle of spiritual power circulation. There are birds and animals living on the tree, with a dragon as the manager, and a divine bell hanging on it.

If a mortal ascends to the sky, there must be a warning bell ringing!
Zhang Baisui took a sip of the warm rice wine, savored it for a while, and then continued: "Ordinary Qingzhou soldiers or fighters may be able to secretly collect some Jianmu branches, but the really strong Qingzhou generals , will try to risk promotion!"

"On the day when Jianmu came into this world."

"At least [-] warriors, under the watchful eyes of [-] people, take spiritual materials and elixir, then climb to the top of the sacred tree, prop up a sea of ​​clouds by yourself, and persist for at least one stick of incense!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Baisui couldn't help regretting: "It's a pity that the old man fell off the cliff and was seriously injured. Naturally, he missed the opportunity of Jianmu's life..."

A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes.

In this way, General Hong Wu, who seems to be a sharpshooter, is actually strong enough to support the sea of ​​clouds?
Clouds look light and beautiful, but they actually contain millions of catties of water vapor. If it is a storm-level cumulonimbus cloud, there may be hundreds of millions of rainwater accumulated!
Just imagine:
Any assassin who doesn't have long eyes tries to sneak up on General Hong Wu at close range, then he will enjoy the crushing force enough to prop up the sea of ​​clouds!

Zhang Baisui smiled:
"Even the lightest cloud weighs millions of catties. Although it can float, the strength contained in the occasional floating up and down is almost one hundred thousand catties!"

Jiang Chen understood.

This is a relatively reasonable, but still exaggerated number. Some ordinary generals who are barely promoted may not even be able to reach ten thousand catties of strength.

How easy is it for a Qingzhou general to increase his strength by ten times and last for a stick of incense?

"Is this the difficulty of being promoted to Qingtian Qinghou?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help sighing, and then remembered the content in "The Great Desolation Sutra", and couldn't help but feel troubled, frowning and said:

"Old chief, if we want to be promoted to Marquis Wu, it will be as difficult as ascending to the sky."

Zhang Baisui was as proud as an old man, and said with confidence:
"It's difficult, and it's a thousand times better than being a headless fly. After four or fifty years, the old man has survived. What is there to fear in mere rituals and collecting spiritual materials and elixir?"

Between the words, there is a strong belief that has been suppressed for decades.

Jiang Chen was not immune to the infection, so he lifted his spirits a little, and immediately took out the "Great Desolation Sutra" from the storage bag, and the two studied it together.

Different from ordinary martial arts, there is more than one ritual for being promoted to Marquis Wu. There are two rituals and two options recorded in the book.

【Shaofu Palace】

[Interpretation: Those who are in the sky, the ancient name of the sky, those who are less mansions, tax the mountains, seas, ponds, and lakes, collect local wealth, and take charge of the country's finances! 】

[Spiritual materials needed: When you go to the sky, every year when you are stunned, you will be punished by thunder and thunder; It is edible, every year when it is cold, break the ice of the Yellow River, and take a heart from the cold. 】

"four Seasons!"

Jiang Chen was thoughtful:
"According to the different seasons, do you get different spiritual materials? This is different from the past. You need to take the things of the four seasons separately."

Zhang Baisui looked at the content, pondered for a moment, and said:
"I don't know how to obtain Thunder Qi and Evil Snow Manjing, but every year there is great heat, and Liaodong is not a salty mountain, stimulated by the weather, occasionally erupts and leaks a little, if you can prepare some anti-heat medicines in advance, you may be able to survive. "

"Snakes turn into pythons in 300 years, mature in 500 years, and transform into jiao in [-] years. If it coincides with the winter when the Yellow River freezes, it may become a cold jiao."

"In the valley of the Yellow River, there must be a few cold dragons hidden!"

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement, and then said in a deep voice:

"I remember that hundreds of years ago in the Western Regions, there was an outbreak of severe frost and snow. The weather was extremely cold, and a large number of people died."

"The mouthless hungry ghost I met, as well as Wu Changsheng's ghost general - Folen ghost monk, all seemed to have died in that terrifying snowstorm."

"The evil snow that Lingcai said should be at this time!"

Zhang Baisui has spent 30 years in the teaching room and has read a lot of books. He immediately remembered and said:
"Yes."

"In the period of the false emperor Mang, there was also a record, called, no, it seems that there was also in the period of Emperor Wu..."

talking room.

Zhang Baisui rummaged through the storage bag for a long time before he found an old history book, which contained two lines:

"Xia Siyue, meteor frost kills weeds... People from more than ten counties in the Kanto eat each other."

"Meteor frost kills vegetation... especially at the seaside!"

In other words.

Frost and snow, and when the vegetation withers, the radish that can still survive completely and continue to grow for a hundred years can become a spiritual material!
If you can successfully consume all the spiritual materials of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, and contain the true energy of heaven and earth, you can hold a ceremony and be promoted to the master of the sky!

(End of this chapter)