Even in a beautiful place like Chang'an, the lights are sparse and the night is dark after dark.
In the Huo Mansion, Dao Zun opened the door and walked into the study.
There is only a low mat in the middle of the wooden floor, surrounded by simple ancient books.
The Taoist Lord took a seat opposite Huo Qubing: "Wu Qi, a military strategist during the Warring States Period, had some connections with our Taoist sect. He once discussed this matter with the Taoist Lord of that generation.
He said that if a military strategist coincides with the destiny of the country, it will be difficult to pursue the path of military sage."
Huo Qubing thought for a while: "The situation in the world is constantly changing. The military experience of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period may not be applicable now."
Tao Zun showed an unexpected expression: "One more thing, the deeper you are involved in the fate of the country, the harder it is to escape your destiny, and your lifespan will also be limited.
This is a shortcoming that famous generals, important ministers and monarchs throughout the ages have struggled to get rid of."
He also said: "There are military strategists, Confucianists, and peasants. If you want to promote spiritual practice, you must rely on the national destiny to make great progress. Otherwise, if the military strategists have no soldiers, the peasants have no farmers, and the Confucianists have no destiny to rely on, it will be difficult for them to go far." p>
"If you can't build a military to defend the enemy from outside, and you can't fight on the battlefield, what do you call a military strategist?"
Huo Qubing said calmly: "The experience of predecessors may not be suitable for me. How could I not carve out my own path to becoming a military strategist?"
Tao Zun nodded.
It's not surprising that Huo Qubing would say that.
I had previously learned from Liu Qing that even the emperor wanted to pass on the art of war written by his military sages, but he refused because he said, "Gu Fanglue is not good at all."
Military strategists are closely aligned with the national destiny. Even if there are some obstacles that are difficult to overcome, Huo Qubing will not be able to change his mind.
After he finished speaking, he opened the jade box in front of him and found an 'elixir' inside.
It looks like a bronze pill, with a big thumb, but it has a military spirit.
This elixir is essentially an elixir used to nourish the soul. It is a spiritual elixir collected in the treasury of the Han Dynasty.
If placed in any sect or clan in the world, this elixir would be worthy of inheritance grade.
Including the long-standing Yinxian Sect, Dao Zun rarely sees things of this level.
What's more, the elixir in front of me was personally blessed by Emperor Wu, and the opportunity to divide the country's destiny rested on it.
The box was opened, and in the faint green light, there was a green dragon-shaped aura transformed by the national destiny, swallowing pills, showing the vision of a dragon playing with a pearl.
Absorbing this pill can help military strategists who have reached the Yin realm to stabilize their realm and improve their practice.
It is most suitable for Huo Qubing to use at this stage.
Tao Zun's eyes were blazing, and he thought that the country of Han, where all the people share the same destiny, is indeed not comparable to any one sect in the world. Although the champion has excellent talents, his resources are far better than others.
Another person would never get help from a soul elixir of this level in his entire life.
When I arrived at Huo Qubing's place, I only regarded it as the icing on the cake. It didn't matter if I didn't have it. It was really a luxury.
While his thoughts were rising and falling, Huo Qubing had already used his military talisman.
The scene in the study room changed. White Tiger and Xuanwu appeared in the form of souls, solid and clear, and shrank to only about a foot in size.
The white tiger's eyebrows came out of the Yin body again.
The three of them breathed at the soul pill, and it immediately turned into three wisps of breath, which were swallowed up by them.
Then the three returned to Huo Qubing's body together.
The dragon-shaped aura formed by Emperor Wu's blessing of the country's destiny also poured into the center of Huo Qubing's eyebrows.
As he practiced, a ray of military force gradually emerged in the inner house of Huo Mansion.
In the direction of Weiyang Palace, a faint purple aura also emerged, which was the national destiny of the Han Dynasty. After its appearance, it quickly became grand and powerful, penetrating the Han Dynasty.
These are phenomena at the spiritual level, which are difficult for ordinary people to see.
But in the eyes of practitioners, the purple energy of Han Chang'an at this moment gathered like pillars, and the area continued to expand, seeming to hold up the entire sky.
Even if you are hundreds of miles away, those who practice profoundly can still see Chang'an's purple energy reaching the sky.
This vision soon attracted the attention of many practitioners from all over the world.
In the purple aura of the national destiny, there is also a white tiger manifested, and the murderous front is intertwined with the national destiny.
Under the foundation of the pillar of national destiny, there lies a Xuanwu, which seems to be carrying the national destiny.
This scene is getting clearer and clearer, and the implications are getting bigger and bigger.
Under the interaction of Qi and Qi, Qi was directly north of the Han Dynasty, thousands of miles away, in the direction of the Xiongnu. Qi was also induced, as thick as ink, covering the northern sky. It was obviously tit for tat with the Purple Qi of the Han Dynasty, but the weather was obviously weaker.
To the west of the Han Dynasty, in the land of the Qiang and Di people, there are also channels of qi inspired by the fate of the Han Dynasty. There are dozens of them, and they emerge on their own.
These qi and machines converged and faced off against the Han Dynasty's national transport troops in the air.
"The champion prince is further in line with the national destiny of the Han Dynasty. He uses the Xuanwu military talisman to protect the national destiny. He also uses the white tiger to soar into the sky, showing the appearance of swallowing up the heaven and earth in all directions. He wants to subdue the barbarians with one person. It is so courageous."
Dao Zun's eyes were filled with green light, his sight penetrated the obstacles of the room, and he was watching the front of the National Games soldiers induced by Huo Qubing.
It is fierce and unrivaled, like a giant pillar holding up the sky, becoming more and more majestic.
Weiyang Palace.
Liu Che is also watching the process of the integration of national military forces.
"Making such a big fuss..."
Chang'an, Longluhou Mansion.
Although Princess Longlu didn't have much spiritual practice and couldn't see the visions between heaven and earth, Hou Longlu had some practice. Her ancestor was one of the several elders who accompanied the Emperor Gaozu in the army.
"What's wrong?" Princess Longli asked when she saw Marquis Longli looking up at the night sky.
"The national destiny suddenly gained momentum and was so exciting."
Longluhou Chen Xiang frowned and said: "The national destiny is in the sky, and what matches it is a fierce military aura.
Now in Chang'an, Wei Qing has not returned, so he can only be the champion. The military front is so fierce that it is connected with the national destiny."
"Huo Qubing."
Princess Longlu said coldly: "Aren't you always paying attention to his expedition? Isn't there any way to deal with him?"
Chen Xi did not respond, still looking at the changes in the sky.
Princess Longlu muttered: "If I can't deal with him, I will go find the cheap maid who gave birth to him to vent my anger."
Long Luhou said: "If you can find an opportunity, a fatal blow is worth taking.
Wei Shao'er, it's not difficult for you to touch her, but have you thought about the consequences?"
Princess Longlu said confidently: "Even if we can't do anything to him, how dare he do anything to me?"
Longluhou shook his head: "Why don't you leave Chang'an with me first and go back to your fiefdom."
"I'm not leaving."
At this moment, Princess Longlu noticed that Hou Longlu looked pale and seemed to be trembling, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"
Longluhou changed his expression and said: "What a magnificent scene..."
But in the sky, Huo Qubing's White Tiger manifested in harmony with the fate of the country. Its body continued to grow, occupying half of the sky, and roared silently towards the north.
At the level of the soul, the killing energy breathed out by the white tiger turned into a storm and swept in the direction of the Xiongnu where the black energy was.
The black energy and the white tiger's murderous energy collided and stirred in the sky, and then collapsed.
The murderous aura is like a knife, and the sky seems to be cut open.
The white tiger with its military power turned around and launched its military power at the Qiang, Di and other foreign settlements to the west, which also caused a great change in the air in the sky.
Shaking the national destiny of Siyi.
There are a lot of strange phenomena in the sky, and they are constantly changing.
In the study, Huo Qubing was practicing with his eyes closed, absorbing the 'nutrients' in the national destiny and the elixir.
After his breakthrough to the level of the Yin body, his knowledge of sea warfare and ancient wells indeed underwent new changes.
When he calmed down to practice, the mist surged in the ancient well, and the art of war sank into it.
The book of war is undergoing changes. Several bamboo slips that carry the military strategist's magical powers are undergoing transformation, with a warm color, as if they have turned into jade slips.
The magical power of military strategy recorded on the slip has increased significantly and seems to have entered a new stage.
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To the north of the Xiongnu Royal Court, far away, there is a large, cold lake.
There is a mountain range further north by the lake, with white snow and black cliffs, tall and steep.
The temperature here is extremely cold and everything is frozen.
The Great Shaman stood hunched on the mountainside, looking back to the south.
He also discovered visions in the sky.
"The Han general Huo Qubing eventually became a catastrophe, and it only took less than ten months... We should have killed him with all our strength on the Han-Hungarian battlefield."
The great shaman sighed: "He has shaken our foundation so quickly."
His steps faltered, then he looked back at the top of the mountain and walked slowly away.
He has been climbing this mountain for three days, and it feels like he will never reach the top.
But at this moment, the fate of the Han and Hungarian nations collided in the sky, and the vision was thousands of miles away. The great shaman suddenly felt that the energy shrouding the top of the mountain disappeared.
When he took a step, it was like stepping into another world.
The mountain top that has been difficult to reach for several days is reached in an instant.
"I have been here on this mountain for several days, but you have always covered the top of the mountain with your energy and refused to see me." The great shaman said to the void.
Following his words, not far in front of him, an extra person appeared out of thin air.
Under the misty moonlight, the man stood on a large rock protruding from the top of the mountain.
There is a cliff at the bottom, and the cold wind is blowing. The man is carrying it with one hand, his expression is leisurely and at ease, and his whole body exudes a powerful and inexplicable aura.
He is extremely tall and strong, with strong legs and broad shoulders.
From a certain angle, it seems as if the entire starry sky is held up by it.
He was like a god and demon who ruled the vast grassland and hundreds of millions of creatures and suddenly came to the world.
He looked to be only in his mid-thirties, with a perfect physique, and his bronze skin seemed to contain a strange luster.
The linen robe he wore was fluttering in the wind, and his figure looked like a giant compared with the rickety Shaman.
The most shocking thing is that there is an air of energy around him, like a sea full of undercurrents, invisible rises and falls, but still moving, making it elusive, but it also gives rise to a sense that if you approach him without permission, you will be killed.
Destroyed by the power around him.
His jet-black hair is braided on the back of his head, just like his face made of bronze. A pair of dark eyes are embedded in the eye sockets, full of cold and intimidating expression.
Anyone who looks at him will be frightened and fearful and quickly look away.
When this man saw the great shaman, his face showed no emotion at all, as if all things perished in front of him, and he would not be moved at all.
"You come to me."
Before he could speak, the great shaman heard a thunderous voice in his ears, and his soul was in turmoil.
"I would like to ask you to go back and regain control of hundreds of soldiers and horses, conquer the Han people, the Western Regions, and even the areas east of the grassland, and create an unprecedentedly powerful grassland country." The great shaman said.
"Back then, Yi Zhixie wanted me to leave. You helped him behind the scenes to get me to leave the grassland, and now you come to invite me back?" The indifferent voice, neither happy nor sad, was a plain narrative tone.
"I was wrong when I let you go."
The great shaman coughed slightly, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice:
"The Han people have a great general who is invincible. He can defeat the elite of our royal court by commanding thousands of troops. He is much stronger than you were when you were seventeen or eight years old, and has shaken our national destiny.
The Great Chanyu was also injured by it.
Look at the south. The Han generals' military front and the Han people's national destiny are invincible. It is so arrogant for one person to want to overwhelm the surrounding tribes."
"The method you used to get me out, Enchi, was learned from the Han people and is so crude."
The great shaman thought to himself: "Can you bear to sit back and watch the Han destroy everything on the grassland?
If you don't reunite the Tianhun tribe now, all the tribes in our grassland will fall into chaos.
Back then, your tribe regarded you as a disaster. If the old Shanyu hadn't saved you, would you have had a chance to survive? Do you want to watch the old Shanyu's hard work be taken away by the Han people?"
That man was none other than the Xiongnu god general, Judu, who was regarded as a god by countless Huns.
He raised his head and glanced at the southern night sky.
There, the white tiger has the potential to swallow the sky, and its energy sweeps across all directions!