Chapter 796 Triumph

Guigui broke through the second level of the imperial realm, giving Zhao Changhe even greater help in dual cultivation.

The absorption of energy is also efficient. Previously, the energy of faith that was so dense in the secret realm of Changshengtian has not been fully digested by the God of Changsheng for so long. He has a very tragic attribute. The belief of the grassland people is "immortality." "Heaven" is not called "God", so the power of faith is mainly concentrated in this place regarded as the Heaven of Immortality, and he needs to change his hands to benefit himself.

As a result, his recovery efficiency is much slower than that of Poseidon, and so much energy is accumulated here.

Dual cultivation can greatly increase the efficiency of energy absorption and circulation, but Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling Huangfu Qing Sanniang took turns to do dual cultivation here before, and the energy here was not even used up half, after all, the time was only a few days.

Once there is a second-level imperial realm Sanniang as a guide, the efficiency will double again.

The shamans and guards around the temple were shocked to feel that even the external energy was being sucked away by the spiral. They could almost feel how the energy in the Changsheng Heaven was flowing violently across the boundary. The shamans who had sensed the Changsheng Heavenly God digesting and practicing inside They were all shocked.

No wonder the gods died in their hands... If this violent vortex of energy really spilled out to the outside world, it would be swept away thousands of miles and destroyed. How could they withstand it inside...

If they knew that they were suffering through this kind of mobile communication, they would probably doubt their lives even more, wondering what the bodies of these two people were made of.

In just two days, Sanniang's state was completely stable and improved a little. Zhao Changhe's remaining hidden injuries were all eliminated, and his cultivation was directly pushed to the threshold of the second level.

"It seems that I have to wait for an opportunity. It is not a matter of quantitative change to qualitative change." Zhao Changhe turned to look at the thin clouds and mist in the secret area of ​​Changshengtian, and suddenly smiled: "Every time things related to Xuanwu are It is particularly direct. The stones left by ancient Xuanwu contain rich energy crystals. When they are overflowed, they condense like jelly and can be absorbed directly. It gave me a great blessing this time with the current Xuanwu. Absorbing energy and pushing the cultivation of the first level of Yujing to the peak...is this Xuanwu fate?"

Sanniang jumped on his back and let him carry him out comfortably, saying: "Now you are the one who studies the cause and effect of belief in Qi. It is my turn to consult you about your fate. Tell me, what do you think of my cause and effect?" ?”

Zhao Changhe carried Sanniang out of the house with a lot of jolts, and said with a smile: "Who would bother to go see those things when you have nothing to do? Besides..."

"And what?"

"And when you do the things you love to do, you see all kinds of lines and all kinds of breaths flowing around you. What are you doing... Of course it's better to shut down."

Sanniang burst out laughing: "I don't care, tell me my cause and effect."

Zhao Changhe turned his head to look at her pretty face and said with a smile, "You said you would pinch me, or not?"

"You say it first."

"You will be in my hands for the rest of your life, you can't run away..."

"That's what I want to see. What I want to see is how many fat sons I will have."

Zhao Changhe weighed the roundness in his arms and lifted it up: "There will be five, six, seven or eight. Who can have children like my turtle?"

"Hehe." Sanniang kissed him and said charmingly: "Then what you brought in yesterday... turned into dual cultivation energy again, why don't you give it to me~"

"Ahem..." Zhao Changhe quickly changed the subject: "So when it comes to observation... I used to think that when you become more spiritual, the things you see will be more essential and restored. For example, will you see the enlargement of the tiny pores on the face of a beautiful woman? , there are mites crawling inside, so there is no interest at all... Facts have proved that after the cultivation is high, the control is also high, and no one will make himself uncomfortable. "

"Actually, that's true. That's why many people are no longer sexual with women after they have reached a higher level of cultivation. They are just skeletons and bugs." Sanniang curled her lips and said, "I look like bugs, do you want to eat them?"

"Eat." Zhao Changhe turned to look at her, pecked her face abruptly, and laughed: "My best wife in the world, what kind of dirt can get close to you? Your face is as clean and pure as jade. "

Sanniang said: "You are the best in the world, but you have made two people miserable... and now you have to carry them~"

The voice was so seductive that all the shamans around the temple who were bowing to greet them shuddered.

What a peerless monster... Is she really the best in the world? King Zhao said this himself...

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Am I talking about my skills in bed? If you want to talk about this, I am indeed the best in the world."

Shamans: "..."

"Smelly..." Sanniang leaned over and quietly licked the scar on his face: "You could have eliminated this long ago, why do you keep it on purpose?"

"Keep it, remember the time when I was still an ordinary person."

Sanniang tilted her head, smiled slightly, and hugged him tighter.

At this moment, Zhao Changhe felt that the current situation was changing and he could not stay here forever. In fact, if he still wanted to practice, he could continue to practice for ten days and a half, and then he would decide whether he could accumulate enough to break the second level. But after the injury healed, I didn’t plan to continue. I came out to observe the grassland conditions one last time and then prepared to leave.

Cultivation is not the first priority, there are many things to do... A brief glimpse of the crazy white tiger in ancient times, and the tip of the iceberg of information about the blind man, made Zhao Changhe feel a little worried.

I have been away from the Central Plains for so long, and I wonder if anything has happened... Far away from the Holy Mountain and the vast sea, it is okay to observe the grasslands, but it is slow to receive information from the Central Plains. After all, the strength is not enough, and the Central Plains need to send messages.

While the shamans in the temple were bowing and kneeling, Zhao Changhe just carried Sanniang who didn't want to move and put his hand on the altar of the temple.

There was a change that was not expected before... Although the grassland golden wolf veins had dispersed, there were still remnants in the corners.

During the 20 to 30 years of Timur's rule, the grassland was the most prosperous in history. The army marched straight into the Western Regions and respected all the Khanates. It was inevitable that some people would miss the past and were even more dissatisfied with the current fragmentation. The Han army garrison was like the emperor, and the new Khan had to kneel down and claim to be the son. In the future, the succession would have to be conferred by the Han Dynasty... It was a spineless humiliation.

Just like the previous Daxia, there were still "remnants of the previous dynasty" for many years, and now they have become Chi Chi's personal team, and even Zhuque Tang Wanzhuang can't intervene. Now the golden wolf veins are the same. No matter how much they dissipate, they can't be completely dissipated. Zhao Changhe can be sure that even if the tribes are honest now, someone who claims to be the direct descendant of the golden wolf tribe will stand up in a few years.

However, after seeing the skeleton of the golden wolf in the secret realm of the vast sea the day before yesterday, he did not intend to collect it, but buried it. Suddenly, this energy channel had a subtle change. A strange respect and sigh emerged from all directions. I don’t know if it was some kind of mysterious "dream"... or there were other factors. In short, Zhao Changhe could feel that the cohesion of dissatisfaction was dissipating, and the respect and remembrance for the golden wolf tribe was somewhat transferred to his side.

After all, what Timur hated the most was the vulture fangs instead of him, Zhao Changhe, and he also gave Timur a respectable death, and finally buried the golden wolf totem... Except for the conquerors, the two sides had no private hatred other than public hatred, and they were both worthy of respect for each other.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, there is nothing to say... You respect me, and I respect you more.

Batu's War Lions didn't seem to receive much of the dividends after the collapse of the Golden Horde, but it seemed that more and more tribes were willing to submit to the Han Dynasty. Batu could only be a nominal "leader of the grassland" and could never restore the glory of the Khanate.

In Huangshaji, south of the desert, a new city began to be built. This was a bridgehead for the Han Dynasty to directly send governors to manage and extend its tentacles to the north of the desert step by step.

Sanniang shared Zhao Changhe's observations. She was not surprised by the miracle of the grassland's qi and veins, because she had the same ability at sea. She was particularly interested in the expansion of Huangshaji, where she had been the "jiuchang", into a city. After looking at it for a while, she smiled and said, "What should the city over there be called?"

"It should be called Hohhot... but the location doesn't seem to match. They mean Qingcheng, with Daqing Mountain to the north, and Luanshi Mountain to the north over there... Hey, maybe it will match in the future, it doesn't matter, just call it that."

While talking, a girl arrived at the temple in a dusty manner. She was Sanniang's subordinate who came from the direction of Huangshaji. Seeing Sanniang lying on the man's back without moving, the person twitched his mouth: "Greetings to the Venerable God...Greetings to the Venerable."

Sanniang waved and greeted happily: "Yanzi is here?"

Zhao Changhe took a look and thought to himself, did Yanzi run away by car? He immediately found that her face was familiar. He had seen her many times in Huangshaji.

Sanniang turned to the shamans serving around the temple and introduced: "This is Wei Yueyan, my subordinate. From now on, she will be responsible for the naturalization of Changshengtian to our Four Symbols Sect."

The shamans knew that this would happen, and they all bowed their heads and said: "Meet Bo'e..."

Bo'e originally means shaman, and it is a respectful name. Sanniang waved her hand: "This name is fixed by us as the original Bo'e, so there is no need to call it that. If you respect the traditions of both sides, you can change it to high priest, which has a similar meaning."

"Yes."

Sanniang patted Wei Yueyan's shoulder: "The faith of the grassland must be linked to us. This matter is serious, and I don't trust others. You have been with me in Huangshaji for many years. You are my most trusted right-hand man. Please take care of it in the future... It's actually not difficult. Once you do it, you will know how well the foundation has been laid for you by the Venerable God."

"Yes." Wei Yueyan glanced at the "Venerable God". This Zhu Bajie is carrying his wife... Can't you be a little more dignified? With this look, I would believe you if you said this is a room fire pig... Oh, by the way, he is really a room fire pig.

Sanniang didn't care what others were saying, she just said: "The conditions here are good, the high priest of the temple is highly respected, it's much better than eating sand before."

Wei Yueyan knew that this was Sanniang's promotion, and bowed her head devoutly: "I will not let you down."

"That's fine." Sanniang patted the fire pig in the riding room with satisfaction: "Go back?"

Zhao Changhe smiled: "Go back."

"Whoa!" The horse neighed loudly, and the black horse flew to the temple. Zhao Changhe carried his wife on the black horse, flew away, and disappeared in a flash.

The shamans all looked up and saw their backs, and then looked at each other, with strange expressions.

Who conquered such a large piece of heaven and earth, did not show off, did not enjoy happiness, did not plunder treasures, did not whip slaves, did not play with beauties... and really stayed in the secret realm with his beauty for a few days, and left without any nostalgia after recovering from the injury.

To be honest, even the various divisions of the Han army had some acts of looting and rape, but since the upper level had such an attitude, the lower level would not go too far, and the overall control was relatively good. Many old people recalled the army of this era for half a lifetime, and felt that they really couldn't find such a serious one.

He said that he had to remember that he was an ordinary person, but the people on the grassland thought that this was like a god... The patron saint of the Han Dynasty existed only to protect that country.

Maybe he will be the patron saint of the grassland in the future?

Maybe as long as he doesn't betray, that is.

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Although Huangfu Qing and Yue Hongling returned to the capital first, the distance was so far that they were not even halfway there. In the end, Huangfu Qing was really impatient to waste time on the road, so he left a soul to lead the troops and horses, and flew back to the capital with Yue Hongling first.

Tang Wanzhuang had just finished the court and returned to the prime minister's residence a little tired.

During this period, she only went on one expedition, guarding Yanmen and chasing Feng Yin away. She was injured in this battle. Later, she led the people to recover southern and northern Shanxi, and eliminated the troubles left by Zhuque's unreliable way of so-called "jianghu means" one by one, and established a new standardized governance.

This was also a slow and steady job. When the grassland war was over, she hadn't finished her tail...

And she was still worried about the logistics problem. Although the logistics model changed, the army only had a few military supplies, and they still needed to be sent to the front line in an endless stream, especially artillery, which could be transported as many as they were produced. Tang Wanzhuang ran between the Three Jins and the capital, and was so busy that she didn't even take care of her injuries.

When reading the book of chaotic times, Tang Wanzhuang was almost exhausted, and sighed in her heart. This time, Zhuque came back and was afraid that she would be praised by her bird's tail, because it seemed that she did not do enough, at least not as brilliant as Zhuque.

But how can these things be done quickly, especially the affairs of the Three Jins and the Yanmen Incident, which were not the stinky tails left by you Zhuque.

But Zhuque could not be blamed for that, and he could only do that at that time.

In any case, it would be good to win this battle. Today, everyone was in high spirits at the court meeting, discussing how to reward the three armies, how to confer merits, and how to celebrate festivals. Tang Wanzhuang was naturally happy, even if she was mocked to death by the stupid bird, it didn't matter, winning was important.

From then on, the Han Dynasty had no more external troubles, and the affairs of Longyou alone were no longer a problem for the Han Dynasty today. After so many years of hard work, they could finally usher in a good result.

Tang Wanzhuang was smiling like a flower when she went to court. When she saw Cui Wenjing, who appeared in the court for the first time, her heart skipped a beat and her smile froze.

The battle report of the Battle of Hangu had been sent before, and the book of chaotic times also said the victory and defeat. But Cui Wenjing still went to court in person, and his expression was not to seek credit, but very serious. It was obvious that something big must have happened. What happened?

Cui Wenjing was not rude, and bowed solemnly, saying seriously: "My daughter's cultivation suddenly increased sharply, and she killed Huang Yan in one blow, and participated in the battle between two demons with similar appearances. Afterwards, she left hand in hand with him, and I don't know where she went."

The whole court changed color.

Cui Yuanyang disappeared?

Xia Chichi was asking: "Two demon gods with similar appearances, which one is..."

"They fought in the extremely high void, and the aura was extremely strong. I can't hear or see well, so I don't know the details, but..." Cui Wenjing's face was livid, and he said word by word: "Before Huang Yan died, the name he called to Yang Yang was... Piao Miao."

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PS: I wish you all a happy Valentine's Day, wear it well... uh, don't wear it, you can't wear that to welcome the God of Wealth!

There have been few updates recently, please bear with me, there are many things to do, and I spend almost every day in various social activities, I am so tired that I am almost lying down. I guess there is only one day tomorrow, and it will be better after returning to Fuzhou the day after tomorrow.

I'm sticking my butt out to everyone. or2