Mythical big man, champion soldier saint

Chapter 135 National Movement Bingfeng 【Ticket Request】

Even in the most benevolent place like Chang'an, the lights are sparse and the night is dark after nightfall.

In Huo's mansion, Dao Zun opened the door and walked into the study.

The wooden floor has only a low mat in the middle, surrounded by ancient books in simple scrolls.

Daoist took a seat opposite Huo Qubing by himself: "Wu Qi, a military strategist during the Warring States Period, has some connections with my Daoist sect, he once talked about this with the Daoist of that generation.

He said that if the strategist is in line with the destiny of the country, it will be difficult to pursue the path of the sage. "

Huo Qubing thought for a while: "The situation in the world is divided and changing constantly. The experience of military strategists in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods may not be applicable now."

Dao Zun showed the expected expression: "There is another point, the more deeply involved with the fate of the country, the harder it is to break free from fate, and the lifespan will also be limited.

This is a disadvantage that famous generals, important ministers, and monarchs of all dynasties can hardly get rid of. "

He also said: "Soldiers, Confucianists, and farmers are the same stream. If you want to promote practice, you must rely on the fate of the country to make great progress. Otherwise, the military has no soldiers, the peasants have no farmers, and the Confucianists have no luck to rely on. It is difficult to go far."

"If Xiu Bing can't defend against the enemy, what kind of soldier can he be called if he can't fight on the battlefield?"

Huo Qubing said calmly: "The experience of the predecessors may not be suitable for me, how can I know that I can't open up my own way to become a military strategist?"

Daozun nodded.

It is not surprising that Huo Qubing would say that.

I learned from Liu Qing before that even the emperor wanted to pass on the art of war written by his military sages, but he also rejected him with "how good is Gu Fanglue".

The strategist and the fate of the country are deeply compatible, even if there are some difficult hurdles, Huo Qubing cannot change his mind because of this.

After he finished speaking, he opened the jade box in front of him, and there was a 'elixir' inside.

It looks like a bronze ball with a big thumb, but it is full of fighting spirit.

This pill is essentially a pill used to nourish the soul, a panacea collected by the Han treasury.

In any sect or clan in the world, this elixir is worthy of inheritance.

Including the Yinxian sect that has survived for a long time, Taoist seldom sees things of this level.

What's more, the elixir in front of him is blessed by Emperor Wu himself, and the fate of dividing the country depends on it.

The box was opened, and in the faint blue light, there was a cyan dragon-shaped aura transformed by the fate of the country, swallowing and spitting out the elixir, showing the vision of a dragon playing with a pearl.

Absorbing this pill can help military strategists who have practiced to the Yin body state, stabilize the state, and improve their cultivation.

It is most suitable for Huo Qubing's current use.

Dao Zun's eyes were burning, and he thought to himself that the country of Han, and the luck of thousands of people gathered together, is indeed unmatched by any family in the world.Although the champion Hou is extremely talented, the resources he obtained are far superior to others.

Another person would not be able to get this level of soul pills to help him in his whole life.

When it comes to Huo Qubing's place, it's just a icing on the cake, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, it's really extravagant.

When his thoughts were fluctuating, Huo Qubing had already sacrificed the military talisman.

The scene in the study changed, the white tiger and Xuanwu manifested in the form of the primordial spirit, solidified and clear, shrunk down to only a few feet in size.

Bai Hu's eyebrows walked out of the shadow body again.

The three swallowed the soul pill, and it immediately turned into three wisps of breath, which were swallowed by them.

Then the three returned to Huo Qubing's body together.

The dragon-shaped aura formed by Emperor Wu's blessing of the fortune of the country also flowed into Huo Qubing's eyebrows.

With his practice, a ray of soldiers gradually rose in the Huo Mansion's inner house.

In the direction of Weiyang Palace, a faint purple energy also emerged, which was the fate of the Great Han Dynasty. After appearing, it quickly became magnificent and powerful, penetrating Xiaohan.

These are all phenomena at the level of the primordial spirit, which are difficult for ordinary people to see.

But in the eyes of practitioners, at this moment, the purple energy of Chang'an, the great Han Dynasty, is gathering like a pillar, and its area is constantly expanding, as if supporting the sky.

Even if you are hundreds of miles away, someone with deep cultivation can still see Chang'an's purple air.

This kind of vision quickly attracted the attention of many practitioners from all over the world.

In the purple air of the national fortune, there was also a white tiger manifesting, and the spreading murderous soldiers were intertwined with the national fortune.

And under the foundation of the pillar of national destiny, there is a basalt crouching, as if it is going to carry the national destiny.

This scene is getting clearer and clearer, and the involvement is getting bigger and bigger.

Under the sympathy of Qi and Qi, the Great Han was heading north, and thousands of miles away, Qi Qi was also induced in the direction of the Xiongnu. It was as thick as ink, covering the sky in the north.

To the west of the Han Dynasty, in the land of the Qiang and Di tribes, there are also dozens of qi mechanisms inspired by the fate of the Han Dynasty, and dozens of them emerge on their own.

These qi machines converged and confronted the big man's national soldiers.

"Champion Marquis and the fate of the Han Dynasty are further aligned. With the Xuanwu soldier talisman, he protects the fate of the country, and he flies into the sky with a white tiger, showing the atmosphere of swallowing the world in ten directions. He wants to subdue the four barbarians with his own strength. It's a great courage."

Dao Zun's eyes were blue, and his sight penetrated the obstacles of the room, watching the front of the national movement induced by Huo Qubing.

It is fierce and unparalleled, like a giant pillar of the sky, becoming more and more majestic.

Weiyang Palace.

Liu Che is also watching the process of the national movement's military integration.

"There's such a big commotion..."

Chang'an, Longlihou's Mansion.

Although Princess Longli didn't practice much and couldn't see the visions between heaven and earth, Marquis Longli did practice, and her ancestor was one of the elders who accompanied Gaozu in the army.

"What's the matter?" Princess Longli asked when she saw Longlihou looking up at the night sky.

"The fate of the country suddenly rose, and it was so turbulent."

Chen Yu, the Marquis of Long Wo, frowned and said, "And the fate of the country is soaring, and what matches it is a fierce military atmosphere.

Now in Chang'an, Wei Qing has not returned, so he can only be the champion. The soldiers are so fierce and connected with the national destiny. "

"Huo Qubing."

Princess Longsi said coldly: "Haven't you been paying attention to his expedition? Is there no way to deal with him?"

Chen Yu didn't respond, and was still watching the changes in the sky.

Princess Longli said, "If I can't deal with him, I'll go find the slut who gave birth to him to vent my anger."

Long Wohou said: "If you can find an opportunity, a fatal blow is worth it.

Wei Shaoer, it's not difficult for you to touch her, but have you thought about the consequences? "

Princess Longli said confidently: "Even if we can do nothing to him, how dare he do anything to me?"

Long Luhou shook his head: "You might as well leave Chang'an with me and go back to the fief."

"I'm not leaving."

At this moment, Princess Longli noticed that Longlihou's face was pale and seemed to be shivering, she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Long Wohou's expression changed and he said, "What a magnificent scene..."

But in the sky, Huo Qubing's manifested white tiger was in harmony with the fate of the country, and his body continued to grow, occupying half of the sky, roaring silently towards the north.

At the level of Yuanshen, the murderous aura spit out by the white tiger turned into a storm and swept in the direction of the Xiongnu where the black aura was.

The black energy and the white tiger's murderous energy collided and stirred in the sky, and then collapsed with a bang.

The murderous aura was like a knife, and the sky seemed to be cut open.

The white tiger turned around and spit out soldiers at the Qiang, Di and other foreign settlements on the west side, which also induced a great change in the air in the sky.

Shake the fate of the Siyi nation.

The visions in the sky are sympathetic and constantly changing.

In the study room, Huo Qubing was cultivating with his eyes closed, absorbing the 'nutrients' from the fortune of the nation and the elixir.

After breaking through to the yin body level, his knowledge of the sea and the ancient well have undergone new changes.

When he calmed down to practice, the mist in the ancient well surged, and the book of war also sank into it.

The book of war was undergoing a change, the bamboo slips carrying the strategies and supernatural powers of the military strategists had changed, and their color was warm and moist, as if they had become jade slips.

The supernatural powers of military strategies that carry records on Jane, the fluctuations have increased significantly, and it seems to have entered a new stage.

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To the north of the King's Court of the Huns, in a distant distance, there is a large and icy lake.

And there is a mountain range at the northern end of the lake, with white snow and black cliffs, high and steep.

The temperature here is extremely cold and everything is frozen.

The great shaman stood stooped on the mountainside, looking back to the south.

He also found visions in the firmament.

"Han general Huo Qubing finally became a catastrophe, and it took only ten months... Back then on the Han-Hungarian battlefield, we should have killed him with all our strength."

The great shaman sighed: "He has shaken our foundation so quickly."

He faltered, looked back at the mountain top, and walked slowly.

He has been climbing this mountain for three days, and it seems that he will never reach the top of the mountain.

But at this moment, the fortunes of the Han and Hungarian nations collided on the sky, and the vision was thousands of miles away. The great shaman suddenly felt that a wave of energy covering the mountain disappeared.

He took a step, as if he had stepped into another world.

The mountain peak that was difficult to climb for several days was reached in an instant.

"I've been on this mountain for a few days, but you've always covered the top of the mountain with Qi, and you refused to see me." The great shaman said to the void.

Following his words, an extra person appeared out of nowhere not far in front of him.

Under the misty moonlight, the man stood on a big rock protruding from the top of the mountain.

The next step was a cliff, and the cold wind was blowing. The man was carrying his back with one hand, with a relaxed expression, exuding a powerful and inexplicable aura.

He has a particularly tall and strong figure, with thick and powerful legs, and stalwart and broad shoulders.

From a certain angle, it seems that the entire starry sky is supported by it.

He seemed to be a god and demon who ruled the vast grassland and hundreds of millions of living beings, and suddenly came to the world.

He looked only 35 or [-] years old, with a perfect body, and under his bronze skin, there seemed to be a strange luster.

The linen robe on his body fluttered in the wind, and his figure was like a giant compared with the crooked big shaman.

The most shocking thing is that there is an aura around him, like a sea full of dark currents, undulating invisible, moving in the stillness, making people unpredictable, but giving birth to a kind of perception, if you approach him without authorization, you will be killed. Destroyed by the power around him.

His black hair was braided behind his head, and his face was as square as a cast of bronze. A pair of dark eyes were embedded in the eye sockets, full of indifference and menacing expression.

If they look at each other, everyone will be terrified and fearful, and quickly look away.

When this man saw the great shaman, his face was not disturbed at all, as if everything was dying in front of him, he would not be moved in the slightest.

"You come to me."

He didn't see him speak, but the great shaman heard a thunderous sound in his ears, and his soul was in turmoil.

"I want you to go back and regain control of hundreds of soldiers and horses, conquer the Han people, the Western Regions, and even the area east of the grassland, and create an unprecedentedly powerful grassland country." The great shaman said.

"Yi Zhixie wanted me to leave back then, and you helped him behind the scenes to let me leave the grassland, and now you invite me back?" The indifferent voice was neither happy nor sad, and it was a flat narrative tone.

"It was my mistake to let you go back then."

The great shaman coughed lightly, choked blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice:
"The Han people produced a brilliant general, who is invincible. He can defeat the elite of our royal court by commanding all the troops. He is much stronger than you when you were seventeen or eight years old, and it has shaken our national destiny.

Da Shanyu was also injured by him.

If you look at the south, the soldiers of the Han generals, together with the fate of the Han people, are invincible, how crazy it is for one person to try to overwhelm the surrounding ministries. "

"Enchi, the way you want me to go out, but you learned it from the Han people, it's so crude."

The great shaman said to himself: "You just have the heart to sit and watch the Han destroy everything on the grassland?
If you don't reunite the Heavenly Soul tribe right now, all the tribes in our grassland will fall into chaos.

Back then, your clansmen regarded you as a calamity. If the old Shang Shanyu hadn't saved you, would you have had a chance of surviving?Do you want to watch the hard work of the old Shang Shanyu being taken away by the Han people? "

That man was the general of the Huns, who was regarded as a god by countless Huns.

He looked up at the southern night sky.

There, the white tiger has the potential to swallow the sky, and its aura sweeps all directions!

(End of this chapter)