At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 257 Confucian Destiny
"I dare to ask a question."

The smile on Master Xun's face faded, and his bright eyes looked at him, as if he wanted to see through Xiao Han's thoughts.

After a moment, Master Xun bowed and asked, "My Lord, are you trying to quell the chaos or to gain power?"

"If you want to pacify a chaotic world, you must first gain power."

He pondered for a moment and answered.

"it is good."

Xunzi stroked his palms, grinning from ear to ear, and seemed quite satisfied with the answer.

"Master, are you willing to stay?"

Xiao Han spoke respectfully.

"The answer to this question will only be known after I visit the three counties of Xiliang."

Master Xun shook his head, stretched out his right hand and grabbed into the void. It seemed that he grabbed something, but it also seemed that he grabbed nothing.

His eyes were wide open, he felt his heart pounding, there was a gleam in his eyes, and he seemed to see a vague power.

That power is in the hands of Master Xun, invisible, intangible, mysterious and illusory.

In Xiao Han's perception, this power did not seem like the power of heaven and earth, but it was somewhat similar to the power of heaven and earth.

Master Xun waved his hand, and this mysterious power submerged Xiao Han and entered into his forehead.

"Master."

Xiao Han spoke in a deep voice.

"I have fought for this Confucian fortune after spending decades in the academy. I will consider it as a gift to you, Lord Marquis."

Master Xun stroked his beard and said, "This thing is useless to me. It's a pity to throw it away if it's not tasty enough."

One-tenth of Confucian destiny.

How precious.

Perhaps others do not know the significance of this gift, but Xiao Han is very clear that luck is an intangible thing that cannot be seen, touched, traced or repaired.

"Thank you, Master."

He performed the salute respectfully as a disciple, but before he could bow, Master Xu raised his hand to stop him.

Master Xun smiled and said, "We have been staying in the academy, studying the books of sages, hoping to educate the world. Today, after coming to Xiliang, I finally understand why reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles."

"This Confucian fortune was earned for you by the people of the eight counties of Xiliang."

"Please stay, Master."

Xiao Han spoke.

"Let's talk after we finish walking."

Master Xun shook his head, got on the carriage, and said loudly: "My Lord, the road ahead is difficult, you must be more careful."

After saying that, Chen Li waved the whip, and the carriage started slowly, passing by Xiao Han's carriage, wrapped in the glow of the setting sun, and gradually going farther and farther away.

"Master Xun, are you really like a dragon?"

Xiao Han sighed and asked himself, his realm was already high enough, so high that he almost stood at the pinnacle of human martial arts.

But he couldn't see through this Master Xun. His move was a Confucian move, and it was even more generous.

This gift is too precious.

"Husband, don't think about it."

Ning Xi got off the car and said softly, "Master Xun has given you 10% of his earned Confucian spirit as a reward for you as his successor. After you travel the remaining three counties, you will definitely stay."

"The first time we met, you gave me 10% of Confucian luck."

Xiao Han scratched his head, "It makes me a little overwhelmed."

On horseback, Qingyao burst into laughter. She had never seen such an embarrassed expression on this man's face before.

"The Master is like a dragon, with a sharp gaze, so he will not make the mistake of misjudging people."

Ning Xi frowned slightly, "But Master Xun's last sentence seemed to have a hidden meaning, as if he was giving my husband some advice." "Is there a hidden meaning?"

Xiao Han muttered to himself, then shook his head: "Let's talk about it later."

He had a rough guess in his mind, but did not tell them. The carriage continued on the road. A few days later, it arrived at Changshan County. After reviewing the training of the Northern Army, it slowly turned back.

When we returned to Shuiyun Mountain, it was already July.

In the war between Jizhou and Northern Wei, several major battles broke out intermittently. Envoys from Jizhou came to Shuiyunshan every now and then to urge Xiliang to send troops, and imperial edicts came one after another.

Wanwan was the eunuch who came in front to deliver the imperial edict, and the eunuch who came behind to deliver the imperial edict had just left.

Even though Jizhou and the imperial court urged them so much, the Xiliang Cavalry remained motionless.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

On Shuiyun Mountain, there were dark clouds, lightning, thunder, and strong winds.

The seventh floor of the Knife Sharpening Hall.

In the center of Yin-Yang Tai Chi, Xiao Han sat cross-legged. Today, he was preparing to break through to the land fairyland.

Long before.

His cultivation had already reached the great perfection of the celestial realm, and he was only one step away from entering the immortal realm on land.

However, many martial arts such as the Three Points Return to Origin Qi, the Tyrant Sword, and the Three Storm Swords have already reached perfection, and it is rare to improve them.

Later, he switched to practicing the Six Elements True Art and made rapid progress. Now, he has made some progress in the Wind Controlling Technique, Cloud Flipping Hand, Molten Gold Fingers, Sky Thunder Palm, Sky Frost Force, White Tiger Killing Sword and other martial arts.

In addition, he had received 10% of Confucian luck from Master Xun, and the five energies in his chest were complete. The three flowers on the top of his head could bloom at any time, and it was natural for him to set foot in the fairyland on land.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, pinching his hands together, his robe fluttering slightly, while practicing the Six Yuan True Art and the thirteenth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

Mobilizing the surging energy and blood to flow through the limbs and bones, every tendon, every bone, and every muscle swells up like a dragon.

His already muscular body looked even more muscular, his blood was boiling, and his cheeks were slightly red.

"buzzing"

His body vibrated in an extremely strange rhythm, making a low roar, and his spirit platform was shaking, with a thousand-foot-tall divine beast suppressing the heaven and earth.

The Qi and blood on his body condensed and turned into a coiled dragon. It opened its bloody mouth and let out a dragon's roar, which echoed in the Shuiyun Mountain and caused the dark clouds to surge.

"Such a surging blood and energy."

Outside the knife-grinding hall.

Miyano raised his head, looked at the seven-story stone tower, and felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from it. Even though he had cultivated his Vajra Indestructible Art to perfection and forged a Vajra physique, he still felt a little frightened.

"The Marquis's Nine Yang Divine Art is indeed powerful."

The undefeated Jiangnan murmured to himself, with turbulent waves in his heart.

Xiao Han’s strength was like a mystery that could never be fully understood, back when he was still in the Celestial Realm.

Miyano always thought that his master was unfathomable, but he didn't expect that he would still have the same feeling after entering the fairyland on earth.

Can't see through.

Can't see through at all.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

There were flashes of lightning and thunder, and thick streaks of lightning roared at the end of the sky, tearing through the dark clouds, stirring up strong winds, making the heaven and earth tremble, and thousands of feet of electric snakes entangled together.

Waves of pale light shone on Guanyu Lake, and the waves rolled and hit the old willow trees by the lake.

Less than half an hour later, heavy rain fell, covering the sky and the earth. The endless gray rain curtain came from the sky, even the dark clouds were submerged.

First, sparse raindrops fell, like beans, hitting the banana tree, making crackling sounds.

The quaint brick, wood and stone tower stands at the highest point of Shuiyun Mountain, overlooking the entire Xiliang City. In the distance is the towering city wall. On the four streets in the east, south, west and north, there is a constant stream of traffic and people jostling each other. You can even hear the voices of passers-by from a long distance away.

(End of this chapter)