I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 103 116, After the Yin attack!
Sui Daye seven years, early winter.

Until this year, the Sui Dynasty was still a peaceful and prosperous age.

Emperor Wen Yang Jian saved an extremely rich inheritance for Yang Guang with his stinginess and the rule of Kaihuang.

Although Yang Guang has shown the extraordinary characteristics of a peerless big player since he ascended the throne, he built canals and built dragon boats in the first year of his ascension, and took a super fleet of more than 5000 ships to cruise around Jiangdu. Exotic materials and stones were used to build the imperial garden, and rare birds and animals, exotic flowers and herbs were collected to enrich the imperial garden.

But if it's just a good parade, good ostentation, good extravagance, good beauty, good construction, good treatment of foreign guests, Yang Guang actually can't defeat Da Sui Jiangshan.

After all, the history of Kaihuang's rule is too rich.

Given the great national strength of the Great Sui at this time, no one could imagine that the Huanghuang Great Sui was less than seven years away from his sudden death.

In just a few years, the great Sui Dynasty, the prosperous celestial dynasty, made the people miserable, bandits and bandits were everywhere, and rebels swarmed up.

On the banks of the Weishui River, light snow falls.

Murong Fu, in a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, sits on a bamboo stool, fishing leisurely.

Dugufeng was dressed in a black dress and a flaming red cloak, standing beside him, and said happily:

"Your Majesty has issued a decree to call up soldiers and horses from all over the world, gather them in Zhuojun County, repair war equipment, and prepare food and grass. In the spring of next year, the army will be dispatched to conquer Goguryeo! Master, do you know how many soldiers and horses His Majesty will gather this time? Water, land The total number of troops is one million! It is a real number of 110 troops, not a claim!"

"Oh." Murong Fu responded lightly.

Seeing Master's calm expression, Dugufeng couldn't help pouting, and asked:
"Master, Your Majesty led an army of one million to conquer Goguryeo. This is an unprecedented event in history. Why do you look so lacking in interest?"

Murong Fu said lightly:

"How many soldiers can Han Xin lead?"

Dugufeng didn't hesitate:

"Han Xin ordered more soldiers, of course the more the better."

"Where is Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty?"

"Han Xin commented that Gao Zu could lead one hundred thousand troops."

"Do you think the current emperor is stronger than Han Gaozu Liu Bang?"

"This one……"

"Gaozu Liu Bang, after the mastery of war, no one was his opponent except Xiang Yu and Han Xin. He was the third commander in the world at that time. But even so, he could only effectively command an army of 50. The current emperor, when he destroyed Nanchen , although he commanded 50 troops in name, but was he really commanding and dispatching the [-] troops in person?"

"This……"

"In order to supply this million army, how many civilians need to be recruited, have you calculated it?"

"200?"

"It's a minimum of 200 million."

Murong Fu said lightly:

"Scheduling more than 300 million people...Han Xin is alive, he alone may not be able to play well. Let alone the current emperor?"

Dugu Feng said: "Your Majesty's advisers are like rain, and generals are like clouds..."

Murong Fu smiled slightly: "That depends on whether the emperor will accept the opinions of the advisers and generals..."

Will Yang Guang accept the opinion?

Will not.

Although this world is a parallel world that is very different from the real history, some major events in this world are still roughly consistent with the real history.

For example, Yang Guang conquered Goguryeo three times.

Murong Fu's original memory is not very clear about some historical details.

But in the world of Xiaoao, he has been a serious scholar, and he once obtained the fame of childhood by virtue of his ability.

As a "true scholar" with both civil and military skills, Murong Fu didn't just read books related to stereotyped imperial examinations, he had read a lot of various history books, military books, and even miscellaneous studies.

So he knew very well that Guang Guangdi's move was for show.

Not counting the navy, just talking about the land division, the main force of the hundreds of thousands of land divisions is divided into [-] armies.

In addition to the six armies of the Son of Heaven who defended Yang Guang, there were 24 other armies.

According to the normal laws of war, these 24 armies should be divided into several group armies, such as front, back, left, and right, and each group army must have a general as its commander.

However, Yang Guang was ingenious. All the 24 armies were at the same level, and each army was an independent unit. There was no group commander. In case of trouble, the generals of each army were not allowed to specialize.

The vast emperor wants to be greedy for the merits of destroying the country.

On the battlefield, the situation is changing rapidly, and the frontline generals do not have the right to make decisions in front of the battle, and they have to go back and ask Yang Guang for instructions...

Later generations Kaishen used the telegram to engage in micro-manipulation, and beat his own generals to the point of shame. What's more, these days, he has to rely on horses to ask for instructions back and forth?

Guang Guangdi also asked the frontline generals to treat the prisoners preferentially. Once the enemy army said they would surrender, no matter whether it was a real surrender or a false surrender, and no matter whether our army was occupying an absolute advantage, they had to stop attacking immediately and accept the opponent's surrender.

This is a decree and strict order, and no general shall violate it.

As far as Guangdadi's operation is concerned, how can the battle be fought?
"Master, are you not optimistic about His Majesty's personal conquest?"

"Not good."

"This……"

Dugufeng was a little confused:

"However, Goguryeo is only a small country in Liaodong, so it is impossible to stop a million-strong army! Even if there is a great master, Cai Lin, in charge, our army is like a cloud of masters... A great master can fight against a thousand with one, but it is impossible to fight against a thousand with one... ..."

Murong Fu said indifferently: "Just wait and see."

Saying that, he looked at Dugu Feng sideways again:
"Why, you also want to fight with the army?"

Dugufeng has turned 15 years old and has grown into a slim and beautiful girl.

After practicing with Murong Fu for two years, his martial arts also advanced by leaps and bounds. Not only did he reach the second level of Tianjian Jue, but he also became very proficient in Lingboweibu and Douzhuanxingyi. road.

With Dugufeng's current martial arts and her ambition, it is not surprising that she intends to participate in the war of destroying the country and make contributions.

"I...Feng'er just want to go to Liaodong, and experience the swordsmanship of master Cailin..."

"Your current martial arts might be better than your grandma's?"

"Uh, it's still a little bit... Mainly because of my skill, I'm still young, far less than grandma's decades of pure and profound skill."

"You can't even beat your grandma. Why should you compete with Fu Cailin? On the battlefield, he must not hold back because of your youth. When the time comes, you will be sealed by Fu Cailin with a sword, and your junior sister will be the first disciple of the Tianmen. Take the top seat. Don't worry, I will send your junior sister to avenge you when your junior sister achieves great martial arts."

"..."

Dugufeng was speechless, complaining:

"So if I was killed by Fu Cailin, Master, you didn't intend to avenge me personally, did you?"

Murong Fu said lightly:

"My disciples overestimated themselves and sought their own death. I don't have the face to seek revenge, do I?"

Dugu Feng pouted and complained:

"Master, you are too ruthless..."

Murong Fu said lightly:

"If the sky has love, the sky will also grow old. People who are passionate will not be able to walk the road of longevity."

"..."

Dugufeng was speechless for a while, looked at the empty fish bucket next to the master, and decided to hit the ruthless master a little:
"Master, you have been fishing for a long time, but you still haven't caught a single fish. Would you like Feng'er to help you cast a couple of shots?"

Murong Fu snorted softly and said lightly:
"Fishing for the teacher is artistic conception, not fishing for fish..."

Just as he was speaking, the float suddenly sank, and Murong Fu suddenly said in surprise:

"Hey, it's fish!"

Seeing Master's surprised look, Dugufeng let out a click, overjoyed.

After fishing until evening, Murong Fu just collected his fishing tackle and returned to Lishan Palace leisurely.

Dugufeng was carrying the fish bucket, looking at the five or six inch long carp inside, couldn't help laughing again.

After practicing with Master for two years, she certainly knows that Master's greatest hobby is fishing.

But luck is always bad, nine out of ten times I return empty-handed.

The times when there were occasional catches, most of them were like today, and they caught a small fish all day.

For such a small fish, the master looked satisfied, as if returning home with a full load, it was really hard for Lonely Phoenix to hold back his laughter.

Back at the Lishan Palace, before the palace where the master usually lives, a woman in a red shirt came forward and bowed to Murong Fu:
"Master."

Then he bowed to Dugu Feng Yingying:
"Elder Sister."

This woman in red shirt looks seventeen or eighteen years old, she is older than Dugufeng, she has a slender waist and long legs, a full chest, and a very good figure. Although her expression is a little cold and her eyes are a little sharp, she is also an out-and-out person beauty.

She is Murong Fu's second disciple, Hong Fu Nu, who was originally a singer in Yang Su's house. After Yang Su's death, his son Yang Xuangan wanted to take her as a concubine. By coincidence, he joined Murong Fu's family.

Hongfu girl also has a good foundation in martial arts, and her martial arts talent is also excellent. She practiced under Murong Fu's school for nearly two years, and her martial arts are already on par with Dugufeng.

In addition to these two female disciples, Murong Fu has also recruited many disciples in the past two years, most of them are from Chang'an local commoners, both male and female.Several disciples who are like Hong Fu girls, who are alone and careless, are all living in the Lishan Palace now.

Taking the Royal Palace as the residence of his own sect, this move is simply audacious.Even if the emperor abandoned Chang'an, he never came to Lishan Palace, but the Chang'an government could not turn a blind eye to such arrogance.

Although Murong Fu is not afraid of being targeted by the government, not even afraid of being attacked by the army, but after all, it is a bit troublesome.At this time, the usefulness of the Dugu valve is reflected.

With the help of the Dugu Clan, the Tianmen disciples who live and practice in the Lishan Palace are all palace servants and servants in the Lishan Palace in name.Even if someone finds something wrong, due to the power of the Dugu Clan, there is nothing they can do.

So for the past two years, Murong Fu practiced in this Lishan Palace with peace of mind, trained his disciples, even opened up gardens and planted elixir.

Hong Funu is in charge of managing the elixir garden, and has also learned alchemy from Murong Fu, and now she is able to refine some common qi-invigorating and healing pills.

"Master, this disciple has newly refined a batch of qi invigorating pills, please check it with master."

Hong Fu Nu saluted to the Master and Senior Sister, took out a porcelain vase, and presented it to Murong Fu with both hands.

Murong Fu took the porcelain bottle, uncorked the bottle, sniffed lightly, nodded and praised:

"That's right, this pill is of high quality. With Hongfu's and Feng'er's skills, taking one pill can replenish [-]% of your true energy in an instant. Hongfu's alchemy skills have improved again."

The red-haired girl smiled sweetly, her cold face was as if the spring breeze had thawed, and she was charming and charming:

"This disciple is able to achieve today's achievement, thanks to Master's careful teaching."

"It's your own heart." Murong Fu said with a smile, and then told Dugu Feng: "Give the fish to your junior sister, and have fish soup tonight."

Dugufeng smiled and handed the fish bucket to Hong Funu:
"Junior Sister, I'll leave the fish soup to you!"

Hong Fu Nu took the fish bucket and looked at it, and saw a small carp five or six inches long inside, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

She is good at cooking, but it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. With just such a small fish, who can make enough soup?

Later, I can only go to the Weihe River again to catch a few fish to make soup.

When Hong Fu Nu was preparing dinner, Murong Fu went to the medicine garden again, and used magic medicine to make her fat.

When Murong Fu performed the "Spiritual Rain Technique", waved his hands to form clouds, pointed at the rain, even though he had seen it many times, Dugu's phoenix eyes were still shining brightly, looking dazzled and fascinated.

Seeing a garden of medicinal materials continuously sprouting branches and leaves in the spiritual rain, Dugufeng couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Murong Fu's clothes, and begged softly:

"Master, Feng'er has been a beginner for two years, it's time to teach me the magic of immortality!"

Murong Fu smiled:

"You don't have enough skill right now. I'll teach you an immortal technique when your true energy returns to your innate nature."

In the world of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, acquired zhenqi can only be obtained from oneself, while congenital zhenqi can be borrowed from the power of heaven and earth.

Of course, this does not mean that warriors who cultivate innate qi are necessarily better than warriors who only have acquired zhenqi.

The advantage of innate zhenqi lies in its extremely keen sense of spirit, extremely quick recovery of qi, and it is better at using the environment to fight. As for the strength of actual combat, it depends on the accumulation of skill, the depth of martial arts, and the reaction to the battle.

Like the Jue of Longevity, you can absorb the power of heaven and earth to cultivate your true qi from the very beginning, and you will be born with innate true qi at the beginning, but beginners who are not deep in skills and martial skills can only be regarded as low-level warriors.

However, if the true qi is acquired and returned to the innate, and can borrow the power of heaven and earth, then naturally one can practice spells.

……

After nightfall, the snow fell more and more.

Amidst the flying snow all over the sky, a white figure appeared in front of the main entrance of the Lishan Palace, as if riding the wind.

This is a woman.

She was wearing a long snow-white dress, slender and tall, with high temples and heavy veils covering her face, revealing only a pair of lacquered pupils that were extremely radiant and possessed a strange charm.

She raised her head and stared at the main entrance of the palace, walked a few steps forward, and white clouds flew up, directly crossed the palace wall, and landed on the gate tower.

The woman in white stood silently on the gate tower, staring around, and flew towards a hot spring palace with lanterns hanging on it.

In the hot spring palace, inside the soup pool.

Murong Fu's eyes were half closed, and he leaned against the pool wall, enjoying the hot spring comfortably.

suddenly.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the door delicately.

In the direction of the door, there is a screen, blocking the line of sight.

Through the screen, one can only vaguely see a slender and tall figure walking straight towards Tangchi.

But Murong Fu seemed to have seen through the screen and saw the true face of that slender figure, he pulled a bath towel and tied it around his waist without compromising, and asked lazily, still in the posture of sitting in the bath:
"Who?"

Behind the screen, there was a chuckle.

The laughter was gentle and soft, implying a certain strange charm, making one feel as if there was a soft and boneless jade hand gently brushing the skin with fingertips, stirring the heartstrings and arousing desire.

Murong Fu's eyes were hazy for a while, and he seemed to be unable to restrain himself from letting out a light sigh, and his breath fluctuated and became confused.

Just at this moment.

The figure behind the screen flew up steeply, crossed the screen in the air, and when the skirt was flying, it was like a flying fairy from the sky, flying towards Murong Fu in the pool.

At the same time, the blue light in her pupils was shining brightly, and her lacquered pupils turned into a deep blue. A slender jade hand that seemed to be carved from flawless white jade slowly protruded from her sleeve, and pointed like a knife, stabbing down at Murong Fu's heart. !

(End of this chapter)