Ask The Dao

Chapter 231: catastrophe

Wuning County.

Inside Fengjun Mansion.

This mansion was built by the first Emperor Wuning. After several generations of repairs and expansion, the courtyard is deep and large in scale, almost comparable to a royal palace.

At the door, the two hordes of elite soldiers stood upright, wearing heavy iron armor, but did not feel the slightest effort.

This is the elite soldier of the ancestor of Wu Ning Jun. "Iron Armored Soldier". After striving for perfection through the ages, he is already one of the best soldiers in the world. With more than 500 people, he is the strongest force under Emperor Wu Ning. Even the King of Chu is afraid of it.

Inside the mansion, there are three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, which are heavily guarded.

When it comes to the inner house, it is peaceful, with very few soldiers.

A plum tree was planted in the garden, and when it was in full bloom, the fragrance was floating, which made people intoxicated.

A valiant young man wearing a white robe with a simple wooden crown on his head picked a bunch of plum blossoms with interest and arranged flowers in the small pavilion.

He is slender, his eyes are like lacquer, and his attitude is astonishing at first sight.

At this time, the white and delicate palms are like butterflies wearing flowers, attending to the flowers, and you can see him picking or reducing, weaving bamboo and wood, and a flower basket gradually emerges, with hundreds of flowers blooming, and there is a plum in the middle. If you look at it from different angles, There are different scenery, which is really interesting.

"Come on!"

The young man smiled and called the maid standing outside the hall.

This maid is only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a pink padded jacket, with a color of five or six points. At this time, she just bowed her head, buried her admiration in her heart, and asked respectfully, "What is your command?"

"Send this flower basket to Madam!"

The person who picks the flowers is naturally Wuning Jun Yuechao, and he ordered.

"Yes!"

The maid immediately took the flower basket and left with small steps. There was a lot of discipline between the actions, obviously with martial arts.

If outsiders think that Wu Ningjun's internal defense is lax, 80% will suffer a big loss.

"My lord is good Yaxing!"

At this time, a scribe came in, with three long beards and an elegant appearance. It was Zhuge Zhong, the military strategist. He saw the flower basket in the distance, and could not help but show the strange color. "The flowers, plants and trees are all spiritual, and they can take their inspiration and make them last forever. , The master’s cultivation base really makes his subordinates admire..."

Ordinary flower arrangement, the survivor is only seven days, it is for the instant blooming.

However, Yue Chao had just used unpredictable methods to intercept the inspiration and sealed the flower basket for at least one month, and even if he continued to sprinkle water, he might still take root.

Moreover, he is not yet a cultivator, but purely martial arts.

This vision, perception, and xinxing have all reached a level of divine clarity.

"Military teacher, don't make fun of me, it's just that you have gained a little bit of self-cultivation over the years..." Yue Chao smiled, his face was flushed, like a shy big boy next door.

He ordered people to serve tea, and sat in the pavilion with Zhuge Zhong.

Zhuge Zhong looked at it secretly, and saw that the Lord’s face was shining brightly, the skin pores were absent, and the skin was smooth, and his heart was shocked again, "reborn, return to the original?" ’

After chatting for a few words, and deliberately leading to martial arts practice, Yue Chao also said, "Military wise eyes are like a torch, but this is my understanding in recent days...Dragon, tiger, dragon, spirit of dragon, body of tiger, so-called To lower the dragon to the tiger, but to reconcile the yin and yang, the **** fits the body, the shape and soul are unified, and the divine power is gradually developed. It is not a great supernatural power."

"The lord is right..." Zhuge Zhong smiled bitterly. "If this is not a great supernatural power, no one in the world can claim a supernatural power..."

This lowers the dragon and the tiger, but it is no better than Taoist internal practice.

The Taoist entry starts from the three-flower gathering, and then the five qi leads to the yuan, internally refining the body, and after the Yin Shen appears, the internal vision damage can be repaired, and there is no leakage of the Taoist body.

But this is nothing more than putting gold on my face, saying that it is a body without leakage, which is actually training the body of an ordinary person to the limit.

At the first level of the military, the body has broken through the limits of ordinary people and entered the transcendent level.

Therefore, if you are close to each other, a master can kill several non-faulty bodies that have not practiced martial arts.

After that, the training of elite soldiers and the development of military psychic powers were all methods used by military strategists to reinforce their wings. When they reached the fourth stage of descending the dragon and the tiger, they broke through the extraordinary limit again, and thus became the dragon and the tiger. Wait a moment.

Such a general, if equipped with a pair of **** armor, will be invincible on the battlefield, and any city wall can be opened with one hammer.

Even in the heyday of the Great Xia, there were not a few of the four strategists, each of them could be the commander of the front army, and any monsters, ghosts, and snakes would bow their heads.

In my heart, there was an indisputable anger.

With such strength, it is really sighing to only think about the wind and the snow.

At the moment, he exhorted a few words.

Yue Chao laughed, "Fifty years of life, such as the fireflies of the rotten grass, living and dying, even if the Taoist spirit is great, it can only be reincarnated for two hundred years at most, what is it?"

"Master, please forgive me for not agreeing with this!"

Zhuge Zhong immediately retorted, "Although mortals cannot live forever, if they are the great ancestors of a dynasty, they can regain the Dragon Court, illuminate the Yincao, and enjoy great blessings, but they are not bad... Besides, even if there is no dynasty for a thousand years, if you correct Current malpractices, rest with the people, accumulate merits and luck, even if the sun perishes, the dragon court of the underworld will be able to continue for thousands of years...how is the dragon court for five thousand years compared to fifty years?"

In this life, the ancestor's incense and post-mortem sacrifices are very important, not without reason.

"Shen Dao?" Yue Chao smiled bitterly, "Without the body, after receiving the incense offering, am I still me?"

Although the gods can live forever in the world, they are closely related to the belief in incense. Once they don't, they just sit in the mountains and sky, and die out after hundreds or thousands of years.

And how strong is the willingness of the people to incense? How can the spirit without physical defense be able to sustain it and not be polluted? It will definitely be changed slowly!

Specifically, it moves with faith.

For example, a god, even though it was originally a male, but if the person who worshipped her believed that she was a female and built a god-like temple to worship, after decades, hundreds of years, the **** would really become a female image.

This is not a secret, so even those who practice Taoism do not want to follow the Shinto Tao until there is no other way to survive.

Zhugezhong was silent and sighed secretly.

This was not the case when the lord was young. He really fell into the situation of Qingluan trapped in the dragon.

The matter involves the tombs of the ancestors of the Lord's dynasties, and it is not allowed. Even if a Taoist is invited, there is no way.

In fact, the lord knew this matter more or less, but he couldn't make a decision because he couldn't wield the sword of wisdom and cut the love silk.

In a word, he just couldn't let go of feelings, and was afraid that once the Feng Shui situation was broken, Mrs. Luo would be damaged.

...

"Madam... The Lord ordered the maidservant to send this flower basket!"

In the bedroom, the previous maid walked to give a ceremony and gently put down the flower basket.

Sitting at the front end of a bronze mirror indoors is a woman with long hair and shawl, jade bone and ice muscle, holding a jasper comb, combing her hair carelessly, and turning around when he hears this, showing a face of Yixiyi anger. Allure, it's no wonder Yue Chao doesn't love Jiangshan and beauty.

"I received the flower basket. I like it very much. Go down!"

"Here!"

The maid was a little strange, but she retreated.

"Madam, you see how much the Lord cherishes you. I only said yesterday that the plum blossoms are beautiful, and I picked them up personally today and sent them into the room..." said a servant who had been on the side for many years.

Normally, this kind of flattering words can always make the lady smile, but at this time Luo Ji is frowning, "I'm tired, you go down, don't order, don't come in!"

"Yes!"

The waiter saluted and retired and brought the door to the room.

Luo Ji smiled bitterly and looked at the flower basket.

The fragrance of the flower basket is far and clear, and the whole room becomes vibrant.

She couldn't put it down, watched greedily, and stretched out her hands several times, but finally dropped.

In my heart, it was thought of the physicist who had seen incense for a few days.

‘Madam with a peach blossom on her face, Qingluan is full of vigor, but she is suspected of Koff... The lord has good luck and can’t take off! ’

If it was just these, she would have been used to it. She was forced to marry and enter the door as a trivial girl. She didn't know how many people were heartbroken and called her a ‘devil’ or a ‘disaster’.

But as long as he likes her and she likes him, everything is enough.

Sure enough, after marriage, the husband and wife are in harmony, and they have a son, but they are also gradually graceful. These things are not in mind.

But the next words of the Xiangshi made her tremble. She couldn't sleep at night. "If it's peaceful, that's all right, but in troubled times, like a boat against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!" But there is a sign of family destruction! ’

Then he said, "If the lady doesn't believe me, she can ask others!"

...

Of course she would not easily believe such words, and she would secretly investigate after returning.

The result is true.

Jun Wu Ning originally raised some feng shui magicians, all of whom were born in the family for several generations. The family's farms and houses are all there, and the luck is connected. How can they deceive?

"Peng'er..."

"Husband..."

Thinking of her growing son and her wise husband, Luo Ji shed tears in two lines.

I wrote a long letter at the moment, "...The concubine will die, but she can't stop her husband's great cause. Only in the underworld, pray for her husband Peng'er..."

With tears on the letter paper, he drew the sword again and twitched it against his neck.

puff!

The drop of blood splashed down on the flower basket, like red pearls.

...

At the same moment, the nurse who was not far away ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly saw the little son crying.

And Yue Chao, who was making tea in the small pavilion, stood up suddenly, clutching his heart.

Click! Click!

He stomped his foot suddenly, the floor shattered and turned into a gust of wind, rushing to the room where Luo Ji was.

Snapped!

The door was broken, showing blood in it.

"Ahhh!!!"

It didn't take long for a wailing cry to come, with a strong sense of hurt.