Chapter 313: The situation of change, the war festival, everyone has their own thoughts, and the situation is turbulent!

Ji Qiu listened silently.

What the Taoist in green shirt said was basically not much different from what he had seen and heard in the simulation.

The calculations made by Dong Jun, who came from the Yin Yang family and inherited the Xuan Shang witchcraft tradition, were actually accurate and could even be said to be extremely accurate.

Because if nothing unexpected happens.

The child he calls "Zheng" will indeed become the king of Western Qin in the future.

From now on, he won't know.

"Do you want me to get in touch with that child?"

The vision of breaking through the Dharma gradually faded away.

Ji Qiu spoke out at the right time.

He looked at Zhuang Zhou in front of him, nodded slightly, and said nothing. After a moment, he said:

"It's better to see these things in person before making a decision."

"It just so happens that I also want to see the young man mentioned by my Taoist friend. By the way, I can meet the greatest craftsman of the Zhao Kingdom again."

"When I came to Zhao, I heard that the craftsmen in the royal capital are all the best, and they are not descendants of divine blood."

"I just don't know."

A young man in white robe looked towards the direction of King Zhao's capital:

"Such a big commotion has been caused in the territory of Zhao State."

"Can I still enter the capital of King Zhao?"

Breaking through the Dharma, the movement caused by Ji Qiu, under intentional control, was actually relatively small.

But even so, it is probably not an exaggeration to say that the last sentence affected a small half of Zhao's land.

In addition, whether King Zhao is close to here or not, it is definitely not far away.

Those ancient people in the Zhao Kingdom, and even the king of the Zhao family.

If you were stationed within the territory, you would have already seen everything clearly.

If you can't notice it, you are truly blind.

Zhuang Zhou was not surprised by the scruples in Ji Qiu's words.

But, he just smiled:

"Of course you can enter the capital of King Zhao, and there are also people who want to see you enter."

"But something unexpected happened after all. That is, fellow Taoist, your strength has become too strong."

"It's possible that he will get involved in the incident we are planning, but thinking about it, it doesn't hurt."

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry, just keep moving forward."

"You will get your answer at the end of the road."

"At the same time, you'll get what you need."

"Let's meet again at the end of the road."

Zhuang Zhou cupped his hands towards Ji Qiu, indicating that he was about to leave.

Sure enough, just after he finished speaking these paradoxical words.

His figure was the same as when he came, turned into a wisp of breeze, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Only Ji Qiu was left, twitching his lips in the dusk and looking in the direction of the capital of King Zhao:

"If you have something to say, can't you finish it directly?"

"never mind."

His eyes were deep, and there was a vague shadow of a picture scroll transformed from the peaceful world, slowly flowing behind the young man.

The Taoist meaning contained in it is enough to crush anyone who is inferior to him.

Although the Yuzhou Cauldron was sacrificed and refined by him, it is not a Taoist killer after all. Its effect is more about the blessing of Qi.

What's even more embarrassing is that eight of the Nine Cauldrons are now scattered, leaving only the central cauldron that looks like a polished commander. Although its defense is amazing, Xuan Shang's energy, which has long since declined, can't actually achieve any great effect.

Therefore, the pair of sacred black bird bones that Ji Qiu is holding now is particularly important.

It can be forged and tempered into a Taoist killing weapon, and it can also have considerable lethality against divine blood and even the divine.

No matter what, you have to hire a master craftsman to forge it.

Then again.

Now Ji Qiu has taken a step further. Looking at the current world, even if there are people who cannot defeat him, he is still considered to be the best. He is more than enough to defeat the ordinary ancients with divine blood.

It's just a matter of entering a city, meeting some people, and forging weapons.

It's that simple.

If you don't want to, the worst thing you can do is have a fight and then leave!

Although this world is ruled by the blood of gods and ordinary people are like ants, no matter where they go, those who possess authority and strength will still be respected!

Make a fist in your hand and you will have courage in your heart!

No matter which world, the truth is like this!

With this thought in mind, the young man calmed down his mind and walked slowly down from the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back in the dusk light.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, and he was not in any hurry.

However, the breakthrough was just now when I realized the mystery of the Dharma.

After traveling hundreds or thousands of miles, I think it will be enough to digest it.

If in the end, a big war breaks out

What's there to be afraid of?

Just as soon as he was born,

Then he became famous all over the world!

Ji Qiu broke through the Dharma, and the brilliant meaning of peace almost enveloped half of Zhaotu.

The capital of Zhao Wang is naturally within this range.

The sky was already dark and sunset was approaching.

The ancient city walls are illuminated by bright golden light, creating a somewhat epic feel.

The entire royal capital was in a state of excitement over this incident.

The king of the Zhao Kingdom has not shown up for nearly a year, and the current political power in the royal capital is controlled by the three most powerful ancient figures in the Zhao Kingdom.

The general, the chief minister, and Wu Mujun, who came from the same origin as the king.

After the events of the night, King Wu of Zhao, as the strongest prince, led his divine blood tribes to build stone walls here and established a rule called the 'Zhao' clan.

He was originally a character who came out of the vast desert in the north.

The blood of "fighting" in the sky flows through his body, and he is in charge of killing and war, and is extremely powerful.

After coming out of repeated battles and dangerous territory, thousands of years have passed, and the ancients who still swear allegiance to him are different from the peaceful evolution of Qi. The remaining ones are all the most loyal generals to him.

Even if the king asked them to sacrifice their lives.

These tyrannical beings may not even blink an eye.

On this day, dusk fell.

The aftermath of Ji Qiu's breakthrough in the Dharma has not receded a bit, but still remains a heart-stopping and majestic power.

At this time.

There was a giant who was more than a foot tall, carrying a blood-stained heavy hammer, and stepped out of the vicissitudes of the ancient door of the royal capital.

The dry and cracked earth trembled as he stepped forward, stirring up patches of dust.

His body was stained with blood, and there were dozens of horrific scars crisscrossing it.

The giant's upper body was naked, and he wore a skirt armor and a pair of mottled iron boots from the abdomen down.

His eyes were like obsidian, looking into the distance.

There is the direction where Ji Qiu attained the Dharma.

When the giant walked out, the mortals and gods coming and going at the ancient city gate of the royal capital had long since stayed away and hurried away.

Before they walked away, their eyes were still mixed with awe, looking at the majestic giant figure.

That’s Zhao’s general—Zhao Wuling!

At the beginning, Zhao Wuling was not a descendant of divine blood, he was just a mortal like an ant.

It is precisely because of his birth.

So on this land, he is like a legend.

He started as a humble horseman and accompanied King Zhao step by step, conquering the south and the north.
To be continued...