“Try it now.” Sun Lingtong was also very excited.
Ning Zhuo closed his eyes and silently sensed his new spleen.
In a trance, he felt like he had entered a temple.
He sat upright on the stage and became a clay god statue worshipped in the temple!
From outside the temple, a large amount of blood, essence, qi, etc. kept drifting in. After falling into the temple, they were illuminated by the earth god statue and were baptized again and again.
The baptism continued, absorbing impurities, settling them down, and enriching the foundation stone soil beneath the temple.
The function of the spleen itself is to transport food, qi and blood, and resist disease. Now, the Earth Spleen Temple, which is built with Ning Zhuo's own spleen as the cornerstone, is even more efficient in this regard! "It can also absorb all impurities and settle them, just like the earth, accepting everything, bearing everything, and transforming everything. After deep accumulation and the erosion of time, it will eventually turn waste into treasure."
This made Ning Zhuo think of the magical stone casting treasure! He began to infuse magic power and activate the earth spleen temple.
Suddenly, a surge of power rose from deep within his spleen, then flowed in all directions, actively participating in the life operations of his entire body.
Ning Zhuo felt as if he had been pushed hard, and an indescribable feeling of comfort gradually emerged throughout his body.
He sat cross-legged and tried to absorb the natural spiritual energy around him.
In an instant, a large amount of earth-based spiritual energy was absorbed and poured into the earth-based spleen temple in his body.
This kind of spiritual energy absorbing effect made Ning Zhu's heart tremble violently.
Even though he was the one who improved this spell, he was still pleasantly surprised by the actual effect of the practice! "This level of spiritual energy absorption is far better than when I used the Tornado Wheel magic weapon."
“No wonder the Five Elements Divine Lord cultivated all five elements back then, and his cultivation speed is still extremely fast.”
The Five Elements Qi Law!
Ning Zhuo quickly absorbed the vast majority of the earth-element spiritual energy and converted it into the other four elements of spiritual energy to maintain the balance of the five elements in the sea of qi in his body.
"In the future, if I can possess a complete Five Elements and Five Organs Temple, my cultivation speed will surely be a huge leap forward."
Ning Zhuo couldn't help but feel his heart beating fast.
"The Five Internal Organs and Temples Spiritual Art that I have designed must use the essence of the five elements and possess spirituality."
Without spirituality, Ning Zhuo would not be able to create external gods.
He sacrificed his organs with blood, and more importantly, used his own spirituality to build temples and control foreign gods.
He had just finished the ritual, and he was almost a statue of God, with the deepest control. But as long as his spirituality could not be replenished all the time in the future, the spirituality from the old monster in the stone would inevitably rise, and even gradually take the lead, and finally control the Earth Spleen Temple.
This is the drawback of the Five Internal Organs Temple Spirit Art!
"Therefore, the Earth Spleen Temple cannot be separated from the body for too long. It must return to its body from time to time to replenish its spirituality and suppress the outer gods."
Ning Zhuo reminded himself secretly.
"The next step is the key!"
Ning Zhuo's mind was mobilized, and his spleen suddenly shook, broke free from its original position, and turned into a ball of earth-yellow light.
Ning Zhuo opened his mouth and spit out a ball of light.
While controlling the ball of light and drilling into the stone ball, he activated the Magic Blood Tendon Technique to form a blood tendon where the spleen was missing as a temporary replacement.
The ball of light followed the tiny hole drilled on the stone ball and went all the way deep into the heart of the stone.
There, the ball of light expanded, filling the hollow stone core, and vaguely transformed into an earthen temple. The temple door was open, and inside sat a statue that looked exactly like Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo was in close touch with his Earth Spleen Temple. He immediately controlled the Earth Spleen Temple and quickly infiltrated the stone ball.
After a moment, it was as if he had grown additional organs.
He mobilized the earth-based magic power within the top-grade spirit crystal in the stone ball, and the magic power spurted out, instantly making the stone ball flip and roll around, becoming extremely flexible.
Ning Zhuo's mind moved, and the Earth Spleen Temple suddenly burst out with a strong suction, immediately sucking back the earth power that had been ejected and storing it in the spirit stone.
Sun Lingtong had been watching from the sidelines. Seeing this, he clapped his hands vigorously and said, "Xiaozhuo, you succeeded!"
Ning Zhuo also smiled brightly: "Boss, with the Earth Spleen Temple, I can control the stone ball as easily as with my own arms."
"But it still needs to be modified internally to become a mechanism so that I can use it better!"
The core layer of the stone ball is a large number of top-grade earth crystals, which contain surging Nascent Soul-level mana. This is a natural mana pool.
Ning Zhuo also plans to make a multi-faceted stone mirror.
The stone mirror originated from the mirror table spiritual communication technique, and it has an alternative amplification effect on spiritual consciousness. When combined with the stone ball, they complement each other.
Time was very tight, so Ning Zhuo worked without sleep for two days and two nights before achieving the expected goal.
He returned to the Three Generals' Camp with a pale face and two quite obvious dark circles under his eyes.
While the three generals were training the new recruits, they were also concerned about Ning Zhuo.
After all, Ning Zhuo took away a considerable amount of military funds, and there was no news of him since he left.
Upon learning that Ning Zhuo had returned, Liu Er laughed out loud and went out of the camp to greet him personally.
When he saw Ning Zhuo, he was stunned.
In the past, Ning Zhuo was dressed in white, with bright eyes and fair skin, and a radiant spirit. Now, the young man looks haggard, pale, with puffy eyes and dark circles under his eyes, as if most of his yang energy had been sucked away by the female ghost.
Liu Er took a deep breath and held Ning Zhuo's arms: "Military Advisor has done too much for our army, and he is so exhausted!"
"Go to the barracks and rest for a few days. Take care of yourself and don't work so hard any more."
He only cared about Ning Zhuo and didn't even mention the matter of divination.
Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, Ning Zhuo also felt secretly warm at this moment.
Ning Zhuo immediately shook his head and sent a message to Liu Er: "General, I have been lucky enough to fulfill your mission this time. I have succeeded in my divination and have figured out a prophetic poem."
"The content of the poem is so thrilling that I dare not rest for even a second and rush back to tell the general."
"This prophetic poem is——"
"Horse hooves trample on fallen flowers,"
"The wind rises and the shadows sink into the sand."
"Who can keep the moon bright?"
"Who buried Yanxia again?"
Liu Er frowned when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Ning Zhuo and said with his spiritual consciousness, "Military Advisor, what is the meaning of this poem?"
Ning Zhuo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I can't fully understand it either. Just by looking at this poem, I feel that the future is full of dangers."
"The saying 'horse hooves trampling fallen flowers' seems to indicate that my army is about to set out."
"The word 'fallen flowers' makes me tremble with fear. As the saying goes, 'flowers fall and water flows'. I'm afraid the army's progress will be worrying."
Liu Er shook his head: "Horse hooves trample falling flowers, if I understand it, doesn't it mean that my army marches out, trampling the enemy along the way and defeating them?"
Ning Zhuo was slightly stunned: "This prophetic poem cannot be interpreted in a single sentence, General."
"Because next, 'The wind rises and the shadows sink into the sand' indicates that the situation will take a sharp turn for the worse, the enemy will rise like the wind, and the situation will become confusing and dangerous."
"'Who can keep the moon bright', the bright moon represents hope."
"'Who buried the smoke and haze', the smoke and haze represent the clouds and smoke of war."
"These two sentences mean that some people will die in the crisis that will come soon, while others will survive until the second night and see hope of survival. This means that our army itself is not completely wiped out, and there is still hope."
Liu Er listened carefully and shook his head again: "Military Advisor, you are too pessimistic."
"In my opinion, the last two sentences clearly mean that there were casualties on both sides of the battlefield. Some people survived, while others lost their lives."
"We need to be careful of enemies who are good at using smoke and haze spells."
"But in my opinion, our Fire Cloud Battalion can stir up fire clouds and cover the battlefield. Isn't that 'mist and haze'?"
"Hahaha."
Ning Zhuo was speechless.
He was indeed in a hurry when he came, and only conceived this prophetic poem halfway through.
As a result, he came to persuade Liu Er, but the latter was unexpectedly optimistic.
Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and said, "General, I have personally calculated and experienced it, and I have my own inspiration and touch."
"General, please don't be complacent."
Liu Er nodded repeatedly and continued to comfort Ning Zhuo, and even sent him to the military advisor's tent to rest.
Zhang Hei and Guan Hong learned that Ning Zhuo had returned to the camp, so they both came to find him during a break in training.
On the way, the three of them ran into each other.
Liu Er waved his hand and said, "The military advisor must have been exhausted from this divination. Let's go back and don't disturb him to rest."
Zhang Hei smiled and said, "Hey, I knew the military advisor was trustworthy!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Guan Hong
Guan Hong stroked his beard: "I am just stating that everything is possible."
He also asked Liu Er about the result of his divination.
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Liu Er told the prophetic poem.
Zhang Hei was dumbfounded, while Guan Hong pondered: "The interpretations of the military advisor and elder brother both make sense. The prophetic poem has this ambiguous tone."
As they were speaking, a military messenger came running into the camp on a fast horse, carrying a military order.
Seeing the three Jindan generals, the military envoy still rode on his horse, without any greeting, and just raised the military order: "Order the three generals' camps to prepare to set off early tomorrow morning and march to the front line with the army!"
Liu Er, Guan Hong and Zhang Hei all stared at once, and Zhang Hei even took a breath.
Such a strange reaction actually scared the messenger.
"Why don't you accept the order? Do you want to disobey?!" the military messenger shouted.
Liu Er quickly took the military token.
As soon as the military envoy left, Zhang Hei couldn't help but say, "Big Brother, Second Brother, the military advisor is worthy of being a military advisor. He is really capable."
"He actually predicted that our army would march out."
"Does this... mean that our future is bleak?"
Guan Hong pondered in silence.
Liu Er took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Second brother, third brother, I actually trust the military advisor more."
"After all, the military advisor is good at divination, and I am a complete layman."
"But why should I comfort the military advisor like this?"
At this point, Liu Er said solemnly: "My two brothers, if the future is full of dangers and there are life-threatening dangers, will we retreat?"
"I won't!"
Liu Er took a deep breath, his eyes reddened: "Although I killed the royal family, so what?"
"Who would look up to me because of this identity?"
"More people denounce me as a shemale bastard!"
“I want to stand out.”
"I want to very much!"
"But in today's world of cultivation, it's hard for a cultivator like me to be recognized."
"The two nations' expedition to the Thousand Peaks Forest is an opportunity that I must seize!"
"So, no matter how dangerous it is, I will go on."
Liu Er's words were sincere and powerful.
Zhang Hei was moved and said immediately: "Brother, I understand you!"
"I moved to Canglin Immortal City with some of my people, hoping to grow and develop with the resources near Qianfeng Forest. But when we finally moved there, we found that all the important positions were occupied by others."
"Although Canglin Immortal City is large, there is too little space for outsiders to develop!"
"Only by participating in the crusade can I achieve merit, avoid being excluded, and truly grow and develop."
"So don't worry, big brother. I, Lao Hei, will always be at the forefront on the battlefield!"
Guan Hong also said: "I have traveled all over the world and have seen that this prosperous era is like a raging fire boiling oil, and the number of monks is as numerous as locusts."
“I believe that the era of great strife is bound to come!”
"As men of our generation, we should follow the trend and ride the wave at the forefront of the times."
"Big Brother, Third Brother, Guan will never flee without a fight."
Seeing the two men express their feelings, Liu Er was overjoyed and grabbed their arms with his left and right hands: "Great! You are worthy of being my sworn brothers. From now on, the three of us will advance and retreat together, help each other, and we will surely make a difference in this world!"
"Big brother!"
"Second brother, third brother!"
"Big brother!"
"Second brother, third brother!"
The three generals share the same goal and their friendship deepens.
The three generals began to dispatch soldiers and make preparations for marching out to the camp early the next morning.
The next day.
Heavy fog.
Thick fog covered the mountains, rivers, and vegetation. The peaks in the distance were looming, and the outlines of the tops were unclear, as if they would be completely swallowed up by the fog at any time.
The grass and trees by the roadside drooped, with moist dew hanging on the branches and leaves, swaying gently like silent whispers.
In the fog, even the rising sunlight seemed pale and powerless, as if everything had fallen into endless silence, empty and confused.
As the leader of the Golden Halberd Army and an important general of the two states, Sun Gan was in charge of this march.
The messenger came to report: "Sir, General Liu Er of the Third Battalion sent someone to ask, today is a very thick fog, should we stop marching?"
Sun Gan was sitting upright in the commander's seat. He was stunned when he heard this, and then he sneered: "How can a mere fog stop the march? It's ridiculous!"
After a while, Sun Gan asked, "Why haven't the three generals' battalions, as the vanguard, moved yet?"
Immediately, someone else reported that the three generals' camp had not yet dismantled their tents.
Sun Gan snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied: "A bunch of trash!"
The deputy general next to him said disdainfully: "The three general camps are just a mob. Fortunately, Xu Dali, the general of the Barbarian Demon Camp, is still a soldier and specializes in military tactics. What are Liu Er, Guan Hong and Zhang Hei? They have learned some military tactics and think they can lead troops to fight. It's ridiculous!"
Sun Gan: "Pass the order down. The three generals' camps are marching too slowly, violating military orders. The chief general Liu Er will be punished with thirty strokes of the cane. Remember this first, and we will enforce military law when we reach Mulun Town."
"Order the Barbarian Demon Camp to lead the way and serve as the vanguard!"
"The White Jade Camp will follow."
"My Golden Halberd Army is in the center."
"After our army, it's the Red Flower Camp."
"Three generals will guard the rear."
"The whole army is on the march!"
Sun Gan's punishment and reprimand were immediately reported to the three generals' camp.
Ning Zhuo said with guilt: "According to my plan, I caused the general to be beaten with thirty sticks. It's my fault."
Liu Er immediately waved his hand and said, "It's just thirty lashes. I can handle it. It's no problem."
"The military advisor is thinking about our three generals' camps. We all know that."
"Let's not talk about that anymore. Pass the order down. Have the whole army be well prepared and alert at all times. No carelessness or negligence is allowed. Those who violate the order will be severely punished with sixty strokes of the cane!"
(End of this chapter)