"Huang Juemu!"

Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he looked at the ordinary wood.

After the fall of the Han Dynasty, it is the one that can retain half of the country's destiny?

Really?

I don't believe it!

At least except that it is slippery like soap, Zhao Hao did not feel any magic at all.

He rubbed his hands on his knees for a while and asked, "Sister Huang He, what's the use of this Huang Jue?"

Huang He smiled: "Actually, Huangjue Wood was not originally called Huangjue Wood. It was originally a big tree in the center of the Great Han Palace. It was named Zhenjiang Shen Tree. It grew before the Jiuzhou Ding and was the hub of the national destiny of the entire Great Han Dynasty. It mobilized the national destiny of the entire Great Han Dynasty.

Later, the Han Dynasty was destroyed, the national fortune collapsed, the Jiuzhou tripod disappeared, and the sacred tree in the border was gone without wind. Everyone thought that the national fortune would disappear completely. However, someone escaped into the void by chance and discovered another sacred tree in the border, and had formed a dark vein in the void, spreading throughout the Central Plains. This is why the countries in the Central Plains can still have national fortunes."

Zhao Hao was quite surprised: "This sacred tree in the border town actually has this effect?"

He wrote Huang Juemu's name on rice paper, stared at it for a while, and immediately slapped his forehead.

Jue!

The original meaning is two pieces of jade that are combined together.

He couldn't help asking: "So, the two sacred trees in the border are actually twins. The one in the palace mobilizes the national destiny on the surface, and the one in the void forms a dark vein and nourishes the entire Central Plains?"

"right!"

Huang He nodded and continued, "After the collapse, the two sacred trees in the border areas collapsed, and soon they turned into dust, completely blocking half of the national fortune into the dark veins, directly connecting people or things that are bound by national fortune. The pressure on the sect demons on the surface has indeed become smaller, allowing them to enter the Central Plains, but it also makes it difficult for them to have the opportunity to get involved.

Most people think that the sacred tree in the border has completely disappeared, but I heard that someone has used the great magical powers to retain a few sections of the tree heart wood, which is the Huangjue wood in your hand. As long as this Huangjue wood is taken from the same part of the two sacred tree in the border, it can communicate with each other and then share the national destiny evenly."

Zhao Hao: "..."

I have to say.

There are very few things in this world that can actively absorb national destiny.

In addition to filial sons and grandchildren like Qin Mo, they have always used the skull left by their ancestors to get a hole.

Or it may be that Fairy Langhuan uses outrageous means to practice national destiny.

The rest... It seems that I have never heard of anything else that steals the country's fortune.

But this Huang Juemu is obviously the official partner of the country's destiny.

Because its predecessor, Zhenjiang Shenshu, was originally a hub for mobilizing national destiny, and it was normal to absorb national destiny.

Equalize national destiny!

No wonder some time ago, Nan Ziling, Qin Mo and Fairy Lang Huan were almost out of their way to seize national fortune.

The Chu State, a great country with a profound heritage, did not even show its face from beginning to end.

It turned out that the wishful thinking had hit me.

I paid a piece of Huangjue Wood.

I got half of the national destiny you got.

Isn't this just a free sex?

Huang He carefully observed the patterns on Huangjue wood with the light, and it seemed that he was very precious: "If you study these patterns thoroughly, maybe this could create a formation that plunders the country's fortunes, it would be a pity..."

Unfortunately, the pattern is obviously three-dimensional.

If you want to see all the patterns, you have to scrape off the Huangjue wood layer by layer, but in this way, the Huangjue wood will be ruined.

If you can't find it out in one study, it will be a pure blood loss.

Zhao Hao couldn't help laughing: "This Mi Lan is really a thief. She really plans to make a fortune. I think I have been in the brothel for more than ten years, and I have always been the only one who can get a job for others. It's the first time I have seen me for free when I come here to get a job for me so blatantly. It's a shame!"

Huang He gave him a blank look and even had a strange desire to win or lose in such a thing.

Zhao Hao was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet: "What's even more embarrassing is that I really want to be prostituted by him this time!"

Huanghe: "..."

Can you not think about this?

Huang Juemu is an official partner with the authentic national fortune. The speed of absorbing national fortune is at least not worse than Qin Mo's Luo Shizi's Heavenly Spirit Gallery.

Even if he is on the same stage, he will not be vain at all.

But this thing is to be divided into half with Chu State.

These dogs are really trying to get a chance to poke them when they encounter holes.

Zhao Hao smacked his lips: "The Chu State should have a master who accompanied him this time. They must have sensed the incident at Yanhui Peak a few nights ago. In addition, Qin Mo and Nan Ziling have been strange to me these days, so it is not difficult to guess another convenience that night.

The State of Chu must have known some inside information, so he believes that we also want to get involved in the national destiny and have the strength to shock these two people. The piano robe completely crushed and the poetry has the opportunity to win the championship. Now, we are completely angel investors.

Although this kid Mi Lan is a bit gambler, I have to say that his eyes are still a bit toxic."

Judging from Huang He’s meaning, this Huangjue Wood seems to have no other effect except for the national destiny.

Chu State hid it in his hand, probably thinking it was too slippery to wipe his butt.

It's better to take it out.

Pick it up for nothing!

Huang He asked, "Will we use it?"

Zhao Hao nodded: "Use it! Why not? Anyway, our side is mainly to find the imperial seal and add more national destiny, which is actually just a big deal. The little emperor of Chu is really lucky, and he won the game with all his strength."

He was originally worried that under the power of the Mi family, Chu might have completely turned to Buddhism.

But now it seems that there are still many strange people in the Royalist Party.

The struggle between the sect and the royal family is far from over.

Huang He yawned: "Don't worry about this, first sort out the coordinates you sensed today, and we will eliminate a few formations!"

"good!"

Zhao Hao nodded and analyzed the formation with Huang He.

Although at his current level, he is far from the level of setting up a formation.

But from a theoretical perspective alone, he is not inferior to Huanghe. Anyway, he just lists all the variations of various formations and is just a hard screen here, but it is better to just this hard screen than to think about it there.

Huang He was amazed, thinking that he was worthy of his uncle's bloodline, and he was indeed gifted.

If that black-faced man had not been poisoned in the abdomen, he might be a genius now, right?

After half an hour, the screening is completed.

Zhao Hao slowly fell asleep in a state of suffocation.

...

The next morning.

Zhao Hao was woken up by Qin Zhili's anxious sound of beating the wall.

“Woo woo…”

He made a painful voice.

Huang He hummed twice in dissatisfaction, feeling a little numb.

Not that kind of stinginess.

It's a physical stingy.

My good brother seems to have said that sound is generated by the vibration of an object.

His voice was a little loud and he was shocked more violently, so he was irritated.

However, she still put Zhao Hao's head out and then turned her back to sleep.

After breaking free from the cage, Zhao Hao felt relieved and took a long breath.

"Hiss...ha..."

He suddenly wanted to laugh.

Because when talking about the dragon blood phoenix marrow at the beginning, Jiang Zhiyu insisted on saying that Huang He's identity might be strange.

She is so convinced that she can find Fengzhi, and it is very likely that she is a Fenghuang herself.

Now look...

hehe!

Who doesn’t know that phoenixes are egg animals?

Huang He's figure is clearly a mammal.

What a joke!

"Bang!"
To be continued...