Chapter 99: Furong practices Taoism
A few days later.
The three Lu Ye brothers and Pan Furong gathered in a room.
Wang Hu held a storage bag with swollen eyes and a proud expression on his face.
“Brother, I have abandoned my practice these days.”
"I have been using magic to refine this storage bag day and night, and finally opened it."
"Let's see what good stuff there is."
"Let's see how my old temperament is..."
Wang Hu rubbed his hands, opened the storage bag, and put his hand in to touch it.
Some pink obscene clothes...
His face darkened and he continued to touch.
A few sets of silk Confucian skirts...
Wang Hu’s face turned darker and he touched it again.
This time it was a few pairs of pointed silk shoes.
Wang Hu’s face almost fell to the ground. He still didn’t believe it and continued to explore.
Rouge, gouache, jewelry, jade hairpins, gold and silver...
He was so angry that he cursed.
“What kind of immortality does this Taoist girl have?”
Wang Hu wanted to reach out and touch it again.
Zhang Cunyi was so anxious that he spoke out.
"Second brother, stop touching it. If you touch it again, it will be gone."
"You are so lucky!"
Wang Hu still retains the last of his stubbornness.
"Just once, the last time!"
He held his breath, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and took out something again from the storage bag.
This time it was a book, and everyone gathered around it with a roar.
Wang Hu even blushed with excitement.
"Haha, my hands..."
Before she finished speaking, Pan Furong blushed and turned away.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that the book was about two goblin villains fighting, and it also wrote about the thirty-six postures of combat. It turned out to be an illustrated version of the art of martial arts, but it had nothing to do with cultivating immortals. No.
"...It really stinks..." Wang Hu lowered his face to complete his words.
He finally gave up his position, and everyone looked at Lu Ye. To use the storage bag, you must have magic power. The only candidate left in the field was Lu Ye.
Lu Ye smiled and stretched his hand inside.
First, he took out a pink handkerchief. Under the stimulation of the magic power in Lu Ye's hand, it bloomed with a faint light. At first glance, it was a magic weapon.
Wang Hu was extremely upset and hated himself for not persisting.
The others said "Oh" and became interested.
Especially Pan Furong took the handkerchief over and played with it carefully.
This handkerchief is made of soft cotton and feels comfortable in the hand. It looks like it belongs to a woman, and it fits her aesthetics.
Lu Ye continued to reach into the bag, but this time he pulled out a book.
Pan Furong turned her face sideways first, and then turned around after hearing Lu Ye's surprise sound.
"Madam, this is a skill."
Lu Ye handed the book over and saw several large characters written on it - Three Yin Lotus Technique.
Everyone gathered together to study and found that this is an illusion technique suitable for women. It can also be practiced to perfection, but it lacks powerful attack methods.
Looking at the explanation in the text, this method is a righteous and peaceful way, and it is also good for beauty, especially suitable for Kun Xiu practice.
This explains why the flower-scented Taoist nun dragged a bag of flowers along with the monk to explore the treasure together.
Lu Ye simply turned the storage bag upside down.
This time there are a few more jade slips and bottles.
We have not yet reached the first level of Qi training, and our spiritual sense is not enough to explore the contents of the jade slips, so we can only wait until later.
"Brother, this jade token looks familiar..." Wang Hu took out a gray jade token.
He touched the storage bag at his waist and took out another jade plaque.
It was the people who killed a monk and found an ordinary jade token from a pile of women's obscene clothes he collected.
Wang Hu used to put the two jade tablets together, but there was nothing interesting about them.
He had an idea, and a trace of magic power emitted from his hand. Sure enough, white light flashed through, and the two jade cards merged into one.
He withdrew his mana.
The two jade tablets were separated again.
"Let me use my spiritual sense to take a look..."
Now that he has laid the foundation stone, he is the only person present who can use his spiritual sense to "check" the information retained in the jade slips.
“Hey, it’s so strange, but it looks like a map, but a piece is missing and it’s incomplete.”
“I’ll copy it onto paper another day, maybe it’ll be a treasure.”
So everyone decided to put all the things on the female path, except for the Three-Yin Lotus Technique for Pan Furong to learn, and put all the other things back into the storage bag or bury them in the ground.
Lu Ye has just entered the Tao, has not yet successfully laid the foundation, and does not have that much mana to drive this storage magic weapon.
As for Wang Hu, he already has a storage bag on his waist. Carrying another one on his shoulder is just for the nouveau riche and of no great use.
"Just wait..." Pan Furong was full of confidence, "Isn't it just a Taoist book?"
"I can learn it as soon as I learn it!"
A few days later.
Pan Furong was so proud that she called the three Lu Ye brothers over and held out her finger. "Look..."
"Eh..."
"It was obviously fine last night..." Pan Furong's face changed drastically, "Why is it gone? Well..."
Lu Ye said warmly.
"Madam, don't worry, you will succeed if you try a few more times."
But Pan Furong couldn't mobilize her magic power no matter how hard she tried.
Wang Hu was happy and held his head up quite proudly.
"Madam, this cultivation depends on talent!"
Zhang Cunyi said leisurely with a resentful look on his face.
"Sister-in-law, I was like this at the beginning... It's still like this one year later."
"Don't worry, maybe one day you will get better?"
Pan Furong was really anxious.
"No, I obviously succeeded last night..."
"It shouldn't be, how could this happen?"
Thousands of miles away.
“It shouldn’t be, how could this happen?”
Taoist Master Qingyang stood on a tall and upright lookout car, and he was also confused.
He is in a large camp.
Outside the camp, the two armies faced each other. The core area of the battle alone stretched for more than ten miles. From places beyond sight, the sound of fierce fighting could still be heard.
At this moment, the Chuang flag shook and the Jin flag fell to the ground.
Countless rebel soldiers were shouting and running, high-spirited, chasing and killing the enemy.
The officers and soldiers on the opposite side were completely defeated. Hundreds of thousands of people spread across the entire land and ran for their lives.
Obviously Chuang Po Tiangang achieved a key victory heartily.
This is a key battle taking place in the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Chuang Potian has now become the well-deserved soul of the Northern Refugee Army. Since he led his troops out of the province, he has defeated several anti-kings who are not weaker than him or even far stronger than him.
Like flying on grass, racing thousands of miles, Shi Taisui and others.
After annexing these people's tribes, Chuang Potian's army at this time had as many as 200,000, including tens of thousands of elite horsemen, and it had become a powerful force capable of conquering the world.
In the entire north, apart from the officers and soldiers, no one rebels against the king with such momentum.
Chuang Potian stands out in the north and attracts countless opposition forces to defect to him. His strength rises like a bubble. There are even cities guarded by countless officers and soldiers who look forward to joining his team.
The battle in front of them was exactly the lineup assembled by the Jin State's mobile officers and soldiers from all over the north.
The governor-general Huang Renlong, who has made great achievements in fighting bandits internally and resisting the enemy externally, is joined by five governors, dozens of generals, deputy generals, guerrillas and other generals.
His Majesty the Emperor took out all the gold and silver from the inner treasury, and even sent the elite soldiers who guarded the imperial city to the front of the battle line. It can be said that he had searched for every last copper in the imperial city.
It can be said that the imperial court collected the last bits of wealth and supplied them to the front line for the decisive battle with Chuang Po Tian.
This battle attracted the attention of the whole world.
If Chuang Po Tian wins, the emperor in the capital will be buried up to his neck in the soil and will only be able to survive.
If Chuang Po Tian is defeated, then the Jin Kingdom might be able to breathe a sigh of relief, maybe for another few decades.
However.
When the battle between the two sides began, the officers and soldiers were not under each other's control, and their faults were exposed. Hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers seemed huge, but in fact they were just divided into teams of tens of thousands.
Governor Huang Renlong had no choice but to divide the huge number of officers and soldiers into three groups. He relied on money and food to control more than 100,000 people with the governor as the core to form the middle army. The other governor generals were divided into left and right armies according to their factions. horse.
Huang Renlong also knows the virtues of his colleagues and does not have high requirements for them.
He decided to do the hard work on his own, chasing after Chuang Potian's old camp, and devoted himself to destroying this henchman for the imperial court.
If Chuang Potian continues to develop, the Jin Kingdom will really change its dynasty.
Huang Renlong asked again and again.
“Everyone, charge directly to the opposite military formation, destroy the enemy camp, and kill the rebels. I will do it all together.”
"You just need to build strongholds at key points and send out all your troops. We don't want to defeat the enemy in front of you, but just protect my left and right wings and cover the way back."
"As long as we win. You will not be short of credit for this rebellion, and you will be rewarded by the princes at your fingertips. "
"Everyone, the rise and fall of the Jin Dynasty depends entirely on you!"
Chuang Potian also made corresponding arrangements.
He did not give in, and boldly concentrated the elite of the entire army in the central and rear armies that he personally led. He went straight to the location of the governor-general and attacked head-on.
In addition, a small number of elites were sent to lead the front, left, and right armies to monitor and deal with scattered officers and soldiers.
The result was that the elite officers and soldiers faced off against the core of the rebel army, killing mountains of corpses and blood. There were several times that number of cheerleaders from both sides around, shouting and cheering.
For three days of continuous fierce fighting, Huang Renlong commanded hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers to advance and retreat in a controlled manner. He also handed out the full amount of white reward cash on the spot. The fierce generals and warriors in the army served bravely and beat the world to the breaking point. Defeat and retreat.
In more than ten battles in three days, Chuang Potian barely won a single one, and the best was only a long draw.
But after all, he has more people and more blood, and his style is also tenacious, which also caused a lot of casualties to Huang Renlong's deployment.
However, in the eyes of Huang Renlong, who is experienced on the battlefield, the morale of the old rebel camp is gradually declining. As long as they lose one or two more battles, the opponent will be unable to hold on.
After all, Chuang Po Tian gained momentum too quickly, and even his subordinates were all warriors who had seen blood. However, war was a cruel art, and it was still no match for the elites of the imperial court led by Huang Renlong.
Unexpectedly, news came yesterday.
The other two armies of officers and soldiers were defeated one after another even though the governor's middle army still had the upper hand.
The reason is funny. In a battle that day, the officers and soldiers killed the rebels. Hundreds of thousands of horses and horses were scattered on the plain in chaos. In the chaos, the rebels fled.
There was a rebel army of several hundred men. They were led inadvertently behind the official army by a road idiot who didn't know what to do. Seeing that they could not get through the thick enemy camp and return to the rebel camp, they had no choice but to capture a small county town. There is a defensive place when besieging officers and soldiers.
To put it bluntly, it’s just a struggle to survive in the midst of death.
(End of this chapter)