"If Master doesn't come, I will go to the military mansion again to sacrifice what I gained in the military mansion today."
In Huo Qubing's open hand was the halo of light that was swallowed up by the white tiger when he came out of the military mansion in the afternoon.
This halo is connected to the operation of the military palace, which is equivalent to the hub of the military palace. It is a symbol of Huo Qubing as the chief priest of the military palace.
The ball of light derived from the convergence of the array appeared in his hand, which was no bigger than a fist. In the faint light, the textures formed by countless arrays were interlaced, revealing bursts of killing aura.
He said: "Master, I can probably guess what the purpose of coming here is.
When I enter the military mansion and come out, if I gain something, Master’s request will be defeated without any attack. If I come back empty-handed from the military mansion, it will not be too late for Master to ask again.”
Master Dong took a breath.
He has said before that the Bingfu Jian is called Bingfu Jian because it incorporates the ‘Bingfu’ created by military strategists.
That is a level that military strategists can reach only after they have reached the five realms of heaven and man.
Although Huo Qubing became the chief priest of the Bingfu, because the internal operating system of the Bingfu was majestic and complex, even if he became the chief priest, he would only be recognized by the Bingfu. Without a period of exploration and sacrifice, there was no way he could truly master the Bingfu and discover the secrets behind it.
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So Dong Zhongshu was eager to come over because he was worried about long nights and many dreams.
However, it turns out that Huo Qubing had discovered some of the secrets hidden behind the military mansion in the shortest possible time.
In the afternoon, he went to the military mansion to introduce 100,000 soldiers. At that time, the ancient well where he knew the sea had a rising aura.
And in his mind, the piece corresponding to Wu Qi naturally appeared.
Teng She also opened her eyes, emitting a dark golden light, to see where Wu Qi was.
Later, overlapping formation patterns surged up in the bamboo slips, and after being swallowed by the white tiger, his understanding of the Bingfu further increased, and he realized that Wu Qi's slips contained the secrets of the Bingfu.
At this time, it is ten miles north of Chang'an.
After nightfall, there is still a team of security guards on duty here.
"Captain Zhang, there is an abnormality in the military mansion. The picture of Wu Qi, the military strategist, is exuding a sense of energy, and there are faint sounds of fighting in the military mansion." A soldier on duty came to report to the captain. p>
The captain of the guard in charge of the duty is named Zhang Qing. He is in his early thirties and has a strong build.
He put on his armor and went to the military mansion to check. From a distance, he saw that in front of the military mansion where Wu Qi was, ripples like water were rising in the void.
In the film, there seemed to be shouts of killing, the sound of weapons clashing, and the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground.
The sound of horse hoofbeats became louder and louder, as if they were rushing out of the film.
Zhang Qing was also surprised: "You will be on duty here to keep an eye on the changes. I will report it to the superior officer."
The moment he finished speaking, a cold and clean voice sounded in his ears: "You can perform your duties and ignore the changes in Bingfu Jian. I will go over and deal with it later."
"Lang Zhongling!"
Zhang Qing was surprised and happy. He heard that the voice came from Huo Qubing, and immediately bowed in the direction of Chang'an and saluted: "Wei!"
Then he looked at the people behind him: "You all stand down, the doctor already knows about this, so we can ignore it."
Everyone was surprised.
Huo Qubing has now gradually become the banner of the Han army and is revered by many Han soldiers. Just hearing his name makes these soldiers very excited.
At this time, the piece corresponding to Wu Qi was filled with waves, and the void in front of it seemed to have turned into water.
Chang'an, Cuisine Garden.
"Master, come too."
Huo Qubing said that he used the magical marching method on himself, and derived magical powers, and the mist shrouded his body.
But when he opened his hand just now, the array pattern that appeared melted away, and the texture of the array pattern flickered under his feet.
He was wrapped in mist and formations, blending with the void, and walked silently, without any trace left.
Dong Zhongshu said solemnly: "I want to go to the military mansion. A gentleman walks at night, and the road is smooth and ten miles at a time."
"Master, wait a minute, we will go together." Several clan leaders said.
In an instant, the Confucian energy gathered together, and in front of my eyes, a road that seemed to be written in ancient scrolls and thousands of words flashed past in the hall, connecting the two ends like a long bridge.
Master Dong boarded it, started practicing with all the family heads, chased after Huo Qubing, and disappeared from the house one after another.
Xiong San blinked his eyes with envy on his face: "That old master has such magical powers."
"My old Taoist's magical powers are not bad, how about I teach you a few tricks?" A voice came from the void.
Xiong San's first reaction was to cover his sleeves: "There is nothing left to eat, it's gone."
He reached out a hand out of thin air, grabbed it from the air, and found an extra tangerine fruit in his hand: "There are two left, one for each of us."
"If I couldn't beat you, I...I..."
Xiong San stamped his foot, the whole palace seemed to tremble, turned around and strode away.
She returned to the inner house of Yuyuyuan and saw the lamps in the main hall of the inner house. When she got closer, she saw the four maids of Princess Liu Qing standing on the porch.
In the main hall of the inner hall, Liu Qing and his teacher Qin Qingyu were both there.
Liu Qing was wearing a white tunic that she only wore at home. She was curvaceous and leaning on a short couch behind a low mat. A small pair of delicate ankles poked out from under her tunic. Her feet were as white as jade, smooth and small.
Hold the ancient scroll in your hand and read it attentively.
Occasionally, she would be confused about the contents of the ancient scrolls in her hand, and would ask Qin Qingyu beside her.
The atmosphere in the hall is quiet.
"The young master said that he went to the military mansion and will not return to the Culinary Garden today, so that the princess does not have to worry about it."
Xiong San walked in and tried hard to imitate how a serious maid should look. After saying that, she was short and blessed, her movements were unfamiliar, but she felt very happy.
Liu Qing raised his head, his black and white eyes restrained: "You should rest earlier. It's getting late, so there's no need to go back to your home. Otherwise, you'll have to come over in a few days."
Xiong San shook his head firmly: "No, our cook hasn't come here yet." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Liu Qing was stunned for a moment.
Xiong San took two steps, turned around, saluted, and then strode away.
Liu Qing was dumbfounded, thinking that he was very clever in getting rid of diseases, but he found a girl who was careless.
Outside the city, the military mansion.
The night is deep, and the military mansion is filled with gloomy energy after nightfall. It seems that there are really soldiers' souls stationed there, but the aura is not evil. Instead, there is a cold but extremely powerful fighting spirit, washing away in the void.
When Dong Zhongshu and others came, they saw the guards who were responsible for guarding, kneeling on one knee and paying homage to the interior of the military mansion.
And Huo Qubing's back, with criss-crossed formations under his feet, just disappeared outside Wu Qi's military mansion slips, among the ripples like a layer of water curtain.
"Huo Hou ordered before entering that if Master and others come, they can wait patiently." Li Qingdao, the leader of the school captain on duty.
Dong Zhongshu entered the military mansion together with the heads of the families who followed him.
Viewed from the inside, those military palace slips look like mountain peaks and ancient steles. Each one is more than ten feet tall and about ten feet thick, and they are imposing.
The bamboo-like simple surface exudes a dark green halo like ancient jade, with obscure mantras and handwriting flowing out.
Above the inscription are the names and titles of the generals who were selected for the military mansion, as well as their attributes, achievements, representative battles, etc.
The halos of each name are shining, shining in the long river of history. Under the night, they seem to compete with the stars in the sky.
"Master, how many bamboo slips are there in this military mansion?"
"Forty-nine. Not all of them have appeared at this moment. They are hidden in the existing sketches according to the method of the military formation. They need to have the charm of the general blended in and their names to be carved before they can appear." Dong Zhongshu said.
"Several well-known simplified books passed down from ancient times are mostly forty-nine or eighty-one." Li Zhaodao.
Dong Zhongshu thought to himself that this Bingfu slip also had a hidden slip that could not be seen on the surface. It coincided with the forty-nine visible on the surface, which was exactly the number of fifty.
This military mansion is full of mysteries, but unfortunately it has become a thing of the military strategists.
Dong Zhongshu came to the bottom of the bamboo slip corresponding to Wu Qi, and several family heads also followed him.
They originally wanted to discuss the matter with Master Dong, but they did not expect the development of the matter to be unexpected.
Master Dong and Champion Hou seemed to be engaging in a battle of wits based on certain secrets contained in the Bingfu Jane.
We don’t know the outcome yet.
Dong Zhongshu stretched out his hand and touched the slip of Yasheng Wu Qi. There was a buzzing sound, and ripples like water rippled on the slip.
He then stretched out his hand to write.
On the slips emerged strands of incantations, military books, military theory and other chapters that would never appear before.
These scriptures were copied by Dong Zhongshu himself.
He stretched out his hand and stroked it, and countless words were stacked together, forming a hazy picture.
The picture was extremely blurry, stretched out to a size of two feet square, as if it was covered with a layer of fog. You couldn't see clearly what was in it, but you could hear faint shouts of killing.
Wang Qian, the head of the Wang family in Taiyuan, put his hands against his ears, started some kind of spiritual practice, analyzed the sounds of fighting he heard, and said: "Behind this bamboo slip, the sounds of fighting spread.
Judging from the strength and echo of the sound, there is a world of military strategists in it.
It's hard to define the size inside, and it's very foggy. There are two armies fighting, each with about three thousand soldiers. They are fighting on foot. The clanging of weapons and armor is very regular. It's two armies confronting each other, but it's not a head-on fight.
What is contested is the way to change the military formation..."
Bai Yu next to Dong Zhongshu was a little surprised and glanced at Wang Qian.
These clan leaders can take charge of a whole family, so they are not simple people. It's just that they met a champion prince and an emperor before, so they were suppressed very hard, and they seemed to have no power to fight back.
Dong Zhongshu said: "That's right, there is a military strategist's scenic spot hidden in this military mansion slip, and the source is the military strategist Yasheng Wu Qi.
He once built a military mansion to pass down to the next generation.
I acquired this military mansion and sacrificed it together with the military mansion slips, so the current military mansion came into being."
"Then what are Master and Huo Hou doing right now..." Bai Yu said.
"Wu Qi's military palace contains many magical military skills of military strategists. It can form thousands of armies, practice military formations, and deduce the confrontation between soldiers.
If a military strategist enters and comes into contact with Wu Qi's legacy of battle formations, tactics, and military strategies, it will be like two military strategists competing for supremacy. Once they win, they are likely to obtain something passed down by Wu Qi, or inherit Wu Qi's military strategies and experience...
…I don’t know what it is specifically.”
"Master, are you saying that the champion went in and tried to get something passed down by Ya Sheng Wu Qi?"
Li Zhao frowned slightly. The champion was already so difficult to deal with. If he could get something handed down by Ya Sheng Wu Qi, it would be a big deal.
"Master, how sure are you of being the champion?"
Dong Zhongshu: "I have tried it before. After entering the military mansion, you will be suppressed by a kind of military front.
I stayed there for half a day, and the military front continued to rise as time went on, eventually approaching the semi-saint level, and even I had to quit.
If the champion gains something from it, he will completely control the foundation of this military palace."
Li Zhongdao, the leader of the Li family in Zhao County: "No matter how talented the champion is, he is still not able to compete with Ya Sheng.
Even the master can only stay for half a day, and the champion will probably come out in less than half a day."
The others nodded slightly.
It is true that Huo Qubing has not yet risen to the level of becoming a god and can rival Wu Qi.
"Is there a possibility that the power left by Ya Sheng Wu Qi in the military mansion is aimed at other strategists and will not be too aggressive against the military strategists?" Li Zhaodao.
"No, the aura inside is more powerful to soldiers. The longer you stay, the greater the pressure will be. In half a day at most, it will accumulate to a point that cannot be resisted by human beings.
That is the power of the true semi-saint level." Dong Zhongshu said.
Li Zhao and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Dong Zhongshu's practice has reached the Confucian realm, and the next step is to become a Confucian semi-sage.
His judgment on the level of power within the military mansion will never be wrong.
No matter how powerful Huo Qubing is, he cannot resist the power of the semi-saint level.
In other words, it would be difficult for him to enter the military palace as he wished. Although I don’t know what he and Dong Zhongshu were arguing about through the military palace, it was clear that Master Dong still had the upper hand.
"In this simple film, the sounds of the confrontation are fading, and it should be almost over." Wang Qian said.
Dong Zhongshu said calmly: "No, the art of war, formations and other techniques are layered and connected. It is truly a combination of yin and yang, and the changes are almost endless.
What you heard was just the end of a military confrontation. With the military talents of the champion, they will not come out in a short time.
This military mansion is really a very important place for military strategists. It is the legacy of the sub-sanctuary. I originally wanted to use it as one of the conditions to convince the champion, but I didn't expect that he would discover it first.
It’s also good to wait until he loses his spirit in it and then talk to him after he comes out.”
The night is getting darker.
According to Dong Zhongshu's judgment, it would take less than half a day, and Huo Qubing would appear when the moon moves to the mid-heaven.
But these few people did not expect that Huo Qubing still did not come out after they waited until dawn.
It is very clear that he cannot resist the power of the Semi-Saint. Then why did he stay in the military mansion for so long?
The sound of fighting within the battle formation was uninterrupted, rising and falling at times.
Huo Qubing's experience inside is extremely curious.
After daybreak, Master Dong once again put his hand on Wu Qi's Bingfu slip.
The military mansion was shaken, and the foggy scene was magnified.
Master Dong brought his face up, his eyes shimmering, as if countless words were flowing and emerging, gaining insight into the true knowledge. Finally, he put his face directly into the world behind the picture to check the details inside.
However, there was a military front pressing in front of him, as heavy as a mountain, and extremely majestic... At the semi-saint level, an ancient scroll flashed in front of Master Dong to resist the pressure of the military front.
He quickly exited the screen, still getting nothing and seeing nothing clearly.