Regarding the matter of cultivation, Zhu Sheng has seen hope many times, but also encountered disappointment.
So much so that when the day she had been looking forward to for a long time finally came, she couldn't be excited.
She stood quietly in the ancestral aperture, feeling the aura from the outside world seeping into her skin, condensing from the diffuse white mist into white silk threads, wisps running in her body, and finally entering the sea of qi.
The dry and empty sea of qi began to have spiritual power.
Although it was still very little, those spiritual powers finally stayed quietly in the sea of qi and never dissipated.
In addition to the white spiritual power, she also saw countless white points of light scattered throughout her body, like the night sky was full of fireflies.
But if you look closely at each small firefly and look at it infinitely magnified, you will find that it is a tiny flame cluster.
Countless tiny flames of these were scattered throughout her body.
But these flames are not terrible at all, because they belong to her.
Once upon a time, when she didn't feel their presence, they parasitized her.
Now, she clearly felt the presence of every tiny cluster of flame, which had melted into her body and become a part of her flesh and blood.
Quiet burning, slow tempering.
Zhu Sheng could feel the terrifying power contained in every tiny cluster of flames, but she couldn't master those powers for a while.
She needs to take her time.
She opened her eyes, and the night was almost over.
She suddenly felt something, and her consciousness swept outside the tent, got up in her clothes, and pushed open the back door of the bed.
The man who had been guarding the door of the big tent didn't know when he was here.
The back of his sitting on the ground looked like a statue, and he did not perceive the slightest fluctuation of life when he felt it with his divine sense.
But the moment Zhusheng pushed the door open, he came back to life.
From an inorganic puppet, he became a man with a soul.
His consciousness swept across his face, brushing Takesheng's cheeks.
Zhusheng paused slightly and walked over slowly.
They camped on the high ground, and in the daytime they could see far into the distance.
But now it's not dawn, and the night is endless in the distance.
Zhusheng walked up to Cangtong and looked up at the starry sky.
"Winter is almost over," she said, "and spring is coming." ” The pupils were silent.
His vocal organs were damaged, and he would not speak unless necessary.
Takesheng asked, "At that time, how did you know how to save me?"
Hitomi didn't answer.
Zhusheng thought for a while and changed the question: "What realm were you in the past?"
Cangtong replied, "It's still empty." ” Zhu Sheng was surprised.
She had seen several Jin Dan and two Yuan Babies in Changtian Sect.
There is only one one in the virtual realm, that is, Chong Qi, who has used killing intent against her.
And Chong Qi is the head of the Changtian Sect, the head of the four major sects.
If the virtual realm is in the Great Nine Huan, not to mention invincible, it can also walk sideways.
But the eyes of the pupils were very calm, without a bit of arrogance, as if there was nothing remarkable in the realm.
Takesheng has some yearning.
She still remembered that night, the coercion after Chong Qi broke through the pass suppressed the entire Changtian Sect.
She was crushed on her back and couldn't get up at all.
She longs for that power, for that power.
She actually liked the monks, who were in retreat, meditating, and seeking to transcend their own limits.
This has some similarities with martial arts.
But what she is doing now is the opposite of that.
"I've just been able to cultivate."
She said, "I don't know how far I can cultivate in my life. ” How many people have been stumped in the step of refining qi, how many people can't build a foundation in their lives, and how many people have stopped Jin Dan Zhusheng has a harder time than them, she has gone from not knowing anything to the present, and the experience in the middle is not enough for outsiders.
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But right now, cultivation is not the most important thing for her.
She came to this little Jiuhuan and can never go back to the big Jiuhuan, how to live well here is the most important thing.
"The direction of my march now is the capital of this country."
She looked into the distance and told Cangtong, "The emperor and the magnates have fled, and it will not be difficult to take that city."
I'm just going to spend a little more time. ” Cangtong looked up at her and said, "Then" "I'll get this country before the summer solstice."
Takesheng's pupils were as dark as night, "Then, I'll get a lot of countries."
In the Nine Continents, I am always bullied, and this mortal world is very suitable for me. ” Her voice sounded calm, but the word "bullied" implied a lot of content.
She was reincarnated here, is she not having a good time In Cangtong's memory, she is a gentle and forgiving woman, soft but resilient.
What kind of experience would make her say the word "bullied"?
Cang Tong clenched his fists.
He stood up and said in a voice like gold and stone, "I'll accompany you."
There are all kinds of legends about Zhujun in the Han army, some of them say that she is the princess of a certain country, and there are also those who think that she is a demon girl who came to trouble the world.
There are no less than 100 versions of the love-hate entanglement between Zhujun and her first seven generals.
Later, a new character appeared in these legends.
The man's name was Cangtong, he was dressed in black, and he never showed his face.
A pair of eyes are as strange as a monster's dark green.
On the battlefield, he led the horse for Zhujun.
Accompanied by her like a shadow.
Legend has it that the reason why he covered his face was actually because he was a demon and not a human at all, and he actually had a blue face and fangs, which was terrifying Seven knives lost a battle.
This is not an ordinary defeat, he entered someone else's puppet and was used as a bait by others to trap and kill Zhusheng.
The most important thing is that the other party is almost about to succeed.
This is a great shame in life.
During the few days he lived in Du Cheng's tent, Du Cheng was always awakened by a creepy voice in the middle of the night.
When he woke up, Qidao was still gritting his teeth in a dream.
Du Cheng was speechless for a long time, pulled the quilt for him, lay down and continued to sleep.
Seven Blades was awakened by him.
"I'm arguing with you again," he asked.
Ah Cheng was helpless: "Don't keep thinking about it, what has happened is what has happened."
Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and who of us who has not suffered defeat has not suffered defeat in our army."
It is precisely because of the constant victory that the seven knives have arrogance.
This time, he fell hard and broke his head and bleed, which was not a good thing for him.
His father-in-law told him so, and told him to enlighten the Seven Swords.
But Seven Knife was so painful that he couldn't sleep.
Ah Cheng told him to turn over and die of annoyance.
He scolded angrily: "Isn't it just a defeat, as for you, look at Brother Han, you can be considered a complete defeat in the hands of Zhusheng."
Isn't it okay now, don't keep drilling the horns?"
After speaking, he heard the seven swords say faintly: "I almost killed Zhusheng with my own hands." ” Ah Cheng almost rolled off the bed, he rolled over and sat up, his eyes widened, and said, "What did you say?"
Ah Cheng also watched him grow up, and he was a gentle and generous big brother.
Seven Blades told him about the situation.
"She was born like this, and she was in a coma.
You know, the Fang family regards her as a thorn in their side.
He said, "If she falls into the hands of that man, she will be dishonored." ” Seven Knife's teeth rattled: "I—I can't let my sister suffer such humiliation, so I'm determined to kill her and follow her."
It almost popped out of thin air."
He almost killed Zhusheng.
It is true that if Cangtong does not appear, he and Zhusheng will die there.
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But as long as Seven Swords remembered that he had been forced to kill Takesheng with his own hands, he hated it so much.
"You, you" Ah Cheng grew up, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.
He patted his face, sorted out his messy thoughts, and asked, "Does anyone else know about this?"
"Nope.
They were all dead.
Seven Knife lay there, staring at the roof of the tent.
"Don't mention this matter in the future, don't tell anyone," Ah Cheng kicked him hard.
Qidao said, "I've already told my sister." ” Ah Cheng almost fell out of bed again.
"Zhusheng didn't kill you," Ah Cheng was shocked.
"She's not angry" Qidao sat up and looked at Ah Cheng.
"She was angry, but she didn't lose her temper with me.
She said something strange.
He said.
Zhusheng said to him, with what you know and think, it may be a good choice, but for me, it is not.
So, don't make decisions for me in the future.
Ah Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease: "You don't care what she says, as long as she doesn't get angry with you."
"Think about how Seven Blades and Takebu are lovers, and they are different from others.
I always feel that if others dare to have the idea of killing Zhusheng, they will definitely be killed by Zhusheng in turn.
Thinking about it like this, I feel that Seven Swords is really a real warrior.
"If you're good with her, you're not afraid of her, aren't you?"
He teased Seven Knives.
Qidao glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid." ” "But my life is hers, and if she wants to take it, she will take it."
He said.
Ah Cheng was dumbfounded.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to say it to Seven Blades.
The two of them lay down again, each with their own thoughts.
Seven Blades was still thinking about what Takesheng said.
You are mine, but I am not yours.
There is no second time to make a life-and-death decision for me.
He turned over a few times, and listening to Ah Cheng's breathing, it didn't look like he was asleep, so he called him: "Ah Cheng" Ah Cheng said in a loud voice: "Call brother" "Brother Ah Cheng," Qidao said, "I must kill that guy" "Okay, you go and ask Zhusheng to fight."
Ah Cheng said, "Sleep, sleep" Seven Swords really asked Zhusheng to fight.
Zhusheng allowed him to wear the crime and make meritorious service, and redeemed the punishment with merit.
This defeat calmed down the young victorious general Qidao's swollen and feverish mind.
Heaven blessed him with talent, so that he was born to be a martial arts practitioner and a general who led troops.
A defeat is even more than a victory has taught him more.
Two months later, when the spring flowers bloomed, he defeated the general surnamed Fang and beheaded him in front of the battle.
According to the previous agreement to redeem the punishment by merit, his hundred military sticks were exempted.
But in the end he received fifty sticks. for he slain and surrendered.
In the opposing army, all the generals and officers above the rank of lieutenant were executed by him.
Everyone pleaded for the Seven Blades.
Even an old and respectful person like Han Yi said to Zhu Sheng in private: "All the people he and the past are there."
None of his closest relatives survived.
In such a situation, if he does not avenge his brothers, he is afraid that it will be difficult to convince everyone. ” "This is the case in the army, sometimes you have to be strict with military law, and sometimes you have to talk about some righteousness."
Han Yi said: "The world of men is like this. ”gd1806102: