Chapter 261 The road to the wilderness, the branch of Wuhou! Who becomes Cangqiong Shaofu, and who becomes Taisui Canghou?

Author: Nanshan Walker

Chapter 261 The road to the wilderness, the branch of Wuhou! Who becomes Cangqiong Shaofu, and who becomes Taisui Canghou?

The former capital of the country is now Loulan County, Liangzhou.

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

Their invitations and memorials were handed over to the squad leader early, and he rode a sweaty horse to Yujing City at starry night.

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

royal palace.

Inside the side hall.

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

Jiang Chen casually ordered Xiao Wu to prepare a table of good wine and food.

Tonight, he needed to have a long talk with Zhang Baisui, drink for three rounds and eat five dishes, before he could really open up the conversation and talk in detail.

For example, the details of the Liaodong battlefield.

Another example...what kind of person is Old Thief Sima?

We can also talk about the mysterious disappearance of the adopted son-in-law, General Liu Chuanzhi, but the two generals of Wuhou remained silent about the matter. There must be something fishy about it.

And, most importantly, the fourth realm of wilderness martial arts, the Wuhou level, the required rituals, spiritual materials and elixirs, and the powerful power it possesses!

Cultivation should pay attention to the "Dharma and Wealth Couple". Although the "Tao Couple" ranks third in the exercises practiced and the resources consumed, it is also very important.

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

"If you have communication, you will gain something."

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

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

Seeing Jiang Chen coming, Zhang Baisui raised his glass and invited with a smile:

"Let's have a drink together?"

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

He didn't like drinking, he just felt it was bitter and astringent, but rice wine was better. After a few drinks, it was smooth, sweet and not too spicy.

After drinking until he was slightly tipsy, Jiang Chen spoke:

"Old Chief, it's time for me, a junior, to talk about Liaodong's affairs, right?"

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

"More than thirty years ago, the David Wu Dynasty was just like this year. It mobilized the power of five states to attack Liaodong, hoping to cut off an arm of the grassland."

"At that time, I had been searching for the "Great Desolation Scripture" for twenty years, but could not get any results, so I planned to join the Qingzhou Army and seek to change my path. Therefore, I participated in the Battle of Liaodong that year and killed nine people on the battlefield one after another.

Jurchen barbarian general!"

"Suddenly, I became a popular figure in the Qingzhou Army. I received a bloody horse gifted by the emperor. I am only half a step away from becoming a spirit."

"So, I planned to hold the [Ritual: The weak can eat the strong], hoping to help the horse go further. Unexpectedly, not only did it attract the Seven Killing Stars, but it also awakened the wilderness spirits that had been dormant for a long time. Two existences that surpassed ordinary Wuhou.

They fought against each other and almost caused chaos in Liaodong."

"I wanted to risk my life to resolve the crisis, but before I could take action, I was rescued by the old thief Sima and returned to the camp. Before I could react and turn around, the old thief disappeared..."

Jiang Chen suddenly realized, picked up two fennel beans, and judged:

"According to what the Wilderness Spirit said, the person who traded with it more than thirty years ago was most likely 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 had a second spring. He was promoted to the third level and became the prime minister. What a glorious sight?"

"But I was silent in the teaching room, reading some useless books, and spent thirty years in a daze!"

Jiang Chen looked at the [Red Fate: Son of the Declined Qingzhou] owned by Zhang Baisui, and said solemnly: "What he took away was not only the Great Desolation Sutra, but also luck!"

"You and the old thief Sima are both known as Yuliang for a while. Since you don't move forward, then all the luck and opportunities at a higher level will naturally belong to you!"

Zhang Baisui thought about it carefully and couldn't help but agree:

"indeed."

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

Jiang Chen's mouth twitched.

This is really true:

"Every time comes, heaven and earth work together, and the heroes are not free!"

Zhang Longxiang fell off the cliff and got two opportunities to be promoted to Marquis of Wu.

First it was [Dragon-Blooded Demonic Vine, with the most tenderness in the world, and the strongest strength in the world], and then there was [Three green dragon corpses, two fates, the worst is to be a prince after death].

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

Jiang Chen couldn't help but be a little curious:

"What kind of power does Qingtian Qinghou possess?"

Zhang Baisui had already regarded Jiang Chen as a close disciple, so he naturally knew everything he could say, and explained: "Qingzhou is one of the nine ancient states, with deep luck and rich blessings. Whenever a Wuhou dies, there will be

An opportunity arises at the Wuhou level."

"For example, the Jianmu Sacred Tree appears!"

Hearing the last few words, Jiang Chen immediately recalled General Hongwu's nickname - Optimus Prime, and everyone praised him:

"The body is like a building tree, and the strength holds up the sky!"

According to legend, Jianmu is the bridge that supports the world of heaven and earth.

It is about a hundred feet high, with branches, leaves, flowers and fruits, forming a self-contained realm of spiritual power circulation. Birds and beasts live on the tree, with a dragon as its administrator, and a divine bell hangs on it.

If any mortal ascends to heaven, a warning bell will ring!

Zhang Baisui took a sip of warm rice wine, savored it for a while, and then continued: "An ordinary Qingzhou soldier or fighter may secretly collect some tree branches, which is already the limit, but a truly powerful Qingzhou fighter general

, you will try to risk promotion!"

"On the day Jianmu appeared."

"At least three thousand warriors, under the watchful eyes of fifty thousand people, take spiritual materials and elixirs, then climb to the top of the sacred tree, hold up a sea of ​​clouds by themselves, and hold on for at least one stick of incense!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Baisui couldn't help but regret: "It's a pity that I fell off the cliff and was seriously injured. Naturally, I missed the opportunity for Jianmu to appear..."

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

If you put it this way, is General Hongwu, who seems to be a marksman, actually strong enough to support the sea of ​​clouds?

Clouds may seem light and beautiful, but they actually contain millions of kilograms of water vapor. If they are storm-level cumulonimbus clouds, they may contain hundreds of millions of rainwater!

Just imagine:

If any assassin with no eyesight tries to sneak up on General Hongwu at close range, he will enjoy the crushing force that is enough to hold up the sea of ​​clouds!

Zhang Baisui chuckled:

"Even the lightest cloud weighs millions of kilograms. Although it can float, the force contained in its occasional ups and downs is nearly one hundred thousand kilograms!"

Jiang Chen understood.

This is a relatively reasonable number, but it still feels exaggerated. Some ordinary generals who are barely promoted may not even be able to reach the strength of 10,000 kilograms.

How easy is it for a Qingzhou fighter general to increase his strength tenfold and last as long as a stick of incense?

"Is this how difficult it is to be promoted to Qingtian Qinghou?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh, and then he remembered the content in "The Book of Desolation", and couldn't help but feel troubled, frowning and saying:

"Old village chief, if we want to be promoted to Wuhou, it will be difficult for us to ascend to heaven."

Zhang was a hundred years old, but he was as proud as an old man, and said with confidence:

"It's difficult, but it's a thousand times better than being a headless fly. I've survived it for forty or fifty years, so there's nothing to fear about mere rituals and collecting spiritual materials and elixirs."

His words were filled with a strong belief that had been suppressed for decades.

Jiang Chen was not immune to the infection and became a little more energetic. He immediately took out the "Great Desolation Sutra" from the storage bag and the two of them studied it carefully.

What is different from ordinary martial arts is that there is more than one ritual for promotion to Wuhou. The book records a total of two rituals and two options.

【Cangqiong Shaofu】

[Interpretation: The sky is the ancient name for the sky, and the Shaofu is responsible for collecting taxes from mountains, seas, and ponds, storing local wealth, and taking charge of national finances!]

[Spiritual materials needed: When the heaven is above, every year when we are awakened by the stings, we gather thunder and punishment; every year when there is a great heat, we swallow the earth dragon and turn over the hot rock and enter the body; every year when there is frost, we cook the vines grown in the snow year, which have been accumulated for hundreds of years.
To be continued...