Chapter 637: Human Disasters
Ning Zhuo listened carefully, murmured, and softly repeated the key points: "The first is to find the key point, and the second is to use Confucian methods to attack the key point."
"OK!"
"How do you find the key point? What is this Confucian method? Can I learn it?"
Ning Zhuo is very curious about new things, and he wants to learn all kinds of arts.
Wen Ruanyu couldn't help but be curious: "My dear Ning Zhuo, you are so serious about this, is there really a festival that needs you to disrupt it?"
"Is it related to the White Paper Immortal City and the Ghost Tide?"
Ning Zhuo smiled slightly: "Senior Wen, thank you for your concern. This is my personal matter, please teach me! If you have any requests, please feel free to ask."
Wen Ruanyu shook her head: "You are the child of Senior Sister Meng. I can't wait to take care of you. Why would I ask you for compensation?"
"Although the contents of this ritual are incomplete, they are of high quality. If you were to deal with it alone, it would be too strenuous and dangerous."
"If you need my help, just ask!"
Ning Zhuo politely declined again.
He has to do this himself!
Wen Runyu seems trustworthy, and the Lord of Baizhi City also has a vested interest in her, but Ning Zhuo does not want to seek their help.
The reason is simple - Meng Yaoyin concealed all of this, not only from the Lord of Baizhi City, but also from the Wanxiang Sect.
"Mother must have her reasons for doing this. I have only been in Baizhi Immortal City for a short time and am still an outsider. So before I find out the reason why mother arranged this, it is safest to follow the rules."
"In fact, even if they knew this secret, they couldn't help much."
"The defense of Baizhixian City alone requires them to go all out."
Seeing Ning Zhuo's attitude, Wen Runyu no longer insisted and began to explain the relevant methods in detail.
"It's actually very simple to find the central position, that is to use the literary energy."
“When literary spirit reaches a certain level, they will attract and compete with each other. This is the mutual respect and competition between literary talents.”
"Here is the literary energy I have accumulated over the years, and I am giving it to you. If you follow its induction, you will be able to find the center."
As she spoke, Wen Ruanyu took out a small storage bag.
The white storage bag was translucent, with a ball of misty literary aura inside, emitting a ball of snowy light that shone through the storage bag and reflected outside.
Wen Ruanyu said with a hint of pride: "This is the Wen Guang Ying Xue Pouch. If the Confucian cultivators are not talented enough in literature, even if they have accumulated literary energy, they will not be able to emit the snow light. Therefore, when Confucian cultivators have literary gatherings, they often take out their Ying Xue Pouches for comparison."
Ning Zhuo immediately praised her with a few words, which made Wenruanyu's face smile.
Ning Zhuo put away the Yingxue bag and asked what Confucian means should be used to destroy the center.
Wen Ruanyu pondered for a moment and said, "I can think of six methods that can destroy the center."
Ning Zhuo: "I can learn everything! But..."
Wen Ruanyu stared at Ning Zhuo deeply: "It's just that you are short of time, right?"
Ning Zhuo nodded calmly.
Wen Ruanyu: "You, like your mother, have the same personality, both want to take on the heaviest responsibility. Well, since time is tight, there is only one thing that suits you best."
"This Confucian art is called [Scholars Meet Soldiers]. Although it is a Confucian art, it uses the military evil spirit to counter other Confucian arts."
Ning Zhuo's pupils shrank slightly, and his scalp felt tingling at this moment!
Wen Ruanyu did not keep him in suspense and immediately taught him this Confucian art: "It is the simplest of all, and the easiest to learn quickly. However, each time you cast a spell, you will consume a lot of military energy, so it is suitable for some Confucian generals."
Ning Zhuo took a quick look and found that what Wen Ruanyu said was absolutely true. He was shocked and thought to himself, "I bought the "Art of Carrying Soldiers and Carrying Evils" earlier, and I have collected many military evil spirits and hidden them in my body."
"Now this Confucian art of [Scholars Meet Soldiers] and [Art of Carrying Soldiers and Carrying Evils] can form a good match!"
"Is this what fate has called for?"
“Whatever I do, it happens naturally and smoothly!”
Hell.
The Fairy City of Wangchuan.
The subordinate came to the study quickly with a serious look on his face.
During this period of time, all kinds of bad news have emerged one after another, causing the entire territory of Wangchuan Underworld to be in a state of turmoil.
The Wangchuan Underworld, which was once immovable and powerful, now gives people a feeling of being precarious.
The subordinate gritted his teeth, stood at the door, and reported in a low voice that an emergency had occurred.
"Come in." Lord Wangchuan said.
After listening to the report, Lord Wangchuan remained calm: "Got it, leave now."
The subordinates retreated respectfully.
Lord Wangchuan fell into deep thought: "This time it was a locust plague, which caused the burning of three million acres of grain."
"Which party is taking action?"
"This method seems to be that of the Master of Ten Thousand Locusts?"
This person is a Gu cultivator, at the level of God Transformation, and has a personal grudge against the Lord of Wangchuan Mansion. It is unknown whether he was persuaded by others or took the initiative to attack after seeing that Wangchuan Mansion was at a critical moment.
"Very good, Lord Wanhuang, I will remember this grudge and take revenge someday." Even the Lord of Wangchuan Mansion felt distressed for his family's loss at this moment.
Three million acres of fertile fields are a major resource point in the Wangchuan underworld.
In order to manage this place, Lord Wangchuan buried more than a dozen land gods, which made the fields fertile.
The land in the underworld is usually very barren and it is difficult to grow anything.
The Lord of Wangchuan Mansion painstakingly cultivated three million acres of fertile land, set up a magic array to make the yin extreme and the yang give birth, and then planted crops.
These fire grains are all masculine in nature. They may not be rare in the world of the living, but they are rare in the world of the dead.
Even if ghosts are practicing, they cannot just seek the Yin element. They also need the Yang element to neutralize and balance the Yin and Yang.
Therefore, these fire grains are often in short supply. After Wangchuan Hell has met its own needs, the remaining 30% is sold, and the profit obtained can account for 15% of the entire Hell's income.
Now the Locust Lord has attracted billions of locusts, which are eating the food grains and causing fires everywhere, causing the economic pillar of the Wangchuan Underworld to be destroyed.
Lord Wangchuan did not choose to retaliate, as he had already dispatched a lot of forces during this period of time.
Since all the food and fire had been lost, there was no need to save them. The only worry was that the fire would spread and cause more damage in the surrounding areas.
"We must send a capable minister to help with the disaster relief. Otherwise, if we completely abandon the matter, we will lose the support of the people and fall into the hands of the enemy."
Lord Wangchuan frowned slightly when he thought of this.
The capable ministers under his command, who were originally able to guard Tiangui Huasheng Fengjieli tightly, had to be withdrawn at this moment to maintain the overall stability.
Just as Lord Wangchuan made the difficult decision, selected the candidate, and issued the order, another urgent report came.
"Lord Tie Hai!" Lord Wangchuan was no longer calm this time. He slapped the desk with his palm, causing the pen and ink to scatter.
Lord Tieke was an old minister of the former state. Before the previous Lord passed away, he passed the position to Lord Wangchuan and asked him to treat the most meritorious official well, Lord Tieke.
Lord Wangchuan agreed to this condition and indeed treated Lord Tiehai well, gradually marginalizing him, keeping him away from the central government and allowing him to retire and return home.
Of course, Lord Wangchuan did not forget to dispatch people to keep an eye on Lord Tieke's daily activities. This was because this person had a long career and was carrying the red book and iron certificate bestowed by the previous Lord.
Now, Lord Tie Hai suddenly rioted, killed the surveillance team sent by Lord Wangchuan nearby, and made a call to gather his old subordinates, raising the banner of restoring order.
If this matter is not handled properly and this rebel force gains the upper hand, the position of Lord Wangchuan will be seriously shaken.
"We must send a general to fight!"
After much deliberation, Lord Wangchuan decided to send out his most trusted and beloved general.
This person has the merit of following the dragon. He followed the Lord of Wangchuan step by step to ascend to the throne of the Lord. He has great military talent.
But his military talent is not as good as Lord Tie Hai's.
The latter's battle record is unattainable by anyone under Lord Wangchuan.
"You are to defend the city and tie down the rebels until I come back to support you!" Lord Wangchuan gave strict instructions in his order.
In the afternoon, the subordinates came to report anxiously: "It's bad, Master! Gunniwan suddenly woke up and appeared in the northwest direction. He is currently moving towards Jiuyou Mountain."
Lord Wangchuan’s expression froze.
Get lost!
This is a mountain monster, very old. At first, he was just a mountain, but through continuous devouring, he grew larger.
Now, he has become a mountain range.
Even so, he was still not satisfied and wanted to devour other mountains to increase his own foundation.
Obviously, its target this time is Jiuyou Mountain.
There are few mountains in the Wangchuan Underworld, and the mineral veins in Jiuyou Mountain are very rich. It is the largest source of minerals in the Wangchuan Underworld, accounting for 80% of the total mining volume!
If this mineral is swallowed by the Rolling Mud Pill, the Wangchuan Underworld will inevitably be extremely passive in the future. If it wants large quantities of minerals, it can only purchase them from outside.
"They want me to take out the White Tiger Golden Light Seal."
This magic weapon is one of the signature items of Lord Wangchuan and is a well-deserved treasure.
Only by using this treasure and cooperating with the great formation in Jiuyou Mountain can we draw out the boundless golden energy in the mineral veins, form a sharp attack, break open the mountain body of Gunniwan, hurt him, and make him retreat.
Lord Wangchuan has seen through the enemy's tricks, but he has no choice but to surrender.
At night, another subordinate came to report that a business card suddenly appeared in the court of the City Lord's Mansion.
The famous business card comes from Zeng Jide.
This person was very famous. He was a monk of the Bukong Sect during his lifetime. After his death, he became a soul cultivator and became a thief in the underworld.
He was very arrogant. Every time he wanted to steal something, he would hand the owner a letter in advance, stating when and what he would steal.
"Okay, even a well-known independent cultivator is bullying me." Lord Wangchuan took a deep breath, knowing that his energy had inevitably been drawn away.
Such bad news has drawn out most of the forces around him, including his capable men and his signature magic weapons.
"Fortunately, these are not natural disasters, but man-made disasters."
"These can all be dealt with, or not dealt with for now. They are just pawns used to tie up my strength."
"The ones who really want to make things difficult for me... Yin Jiuzhu will be the first, followed by Beigu and Wuyin. I just don't know if Painted Skin Rakshasa is traveling outside and won't be able to come back in time."
"Most of these human disasters should be caused by these three or four people."
Lord Wangchuan knew very well who were the people who had a mortal feud with him that could not be resolved at all and who posed a threat to him.
This is the real powerful enemy he has to face.
"No, these are all opponents from the underworld. There should also be a man-made disaster from the world of the living."
Thinking of this, Lord Wangchuan suddenly felt his scalp tingling.
He woke up immediately, knowing that this was a warning from the king!
The fact that he can serve as the Lord of the Underworld naturally means he has the king’s order.
"This time I performed the ritual of offering robbery, serving the heavens of the underworld and angering the world of the living."
"Therefore, the only things that hinder my path in the underworld are man-made disasters, not natural disasters."
"But it's different in the world of the living."
"But if the heavens in the mortal world want to deal with me, natural disasters and earth disasters will not affect me, so it can only evolve into man-made disasters."
"Now it seems that this man-made disaster is of great significance!"
After a moment of silence, Lord Wangchuan made up his mind: "Go ask the old man with gray bones, promise him a big reward, no matter what, I have to let him figure out the human disasters in the world of the living!"
The world of the living.
White Paper Fairy City.
Li Xiangshang was awakened by Ning Zhuo.
He walked out of the fetal breathing spirit boat and patted the hull gratefully: "Good baby."
"Master Jiao Ma, this treasure needs to be repaired."
There were cracks all over the hull of the Taixi Lingge.
Ning Zhuo said: "It needs to be repaired. But I can't find an excellent weapon refiner at the moment, and I'm afraid I'll fail if I try."
Li Xiangshang suddenly took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo was surprised for a moment, then waved his hand to refuse: "I told you, Senior Li, I'm giving you this fetal breathing spirit boat as a thank you for using your talent to help build the army."
Li Xiangshang said: "Now that the Qingjiao Army has been established, you still let me practice with the Fetal Breathing Spirit Boat."
"Honestly, this helps me so much!"
"I was originally a mortal fish, with limited talent for cultivation and insufficient physical foundation, which hindered my cultivation of the Rising Dragon Transformation. But this time of cultivation has made up for the shortcomings of my physical body."
"So you have done me a great favor, and I must thank you!"
Ning Zhuo laughed and refused again.
Unexpectedly, Li Xiangshang said seriously: "Friend Jiao Ma, this jade pendant is of great significance. You must keep it well."
He went on to say, "I am traveling this time under the order of the Dragon Lord. But before I left, Prime Minister Turtle stopped me and wanted to do me a favor, so he did some divination for me."
"He told me that this trip to Baizhi Xiancheng is an opportunity for me to practice. If I do things well, I can meet a noble person who can make up for my shortcomings in practice."
"At the same time, he told me that in order to maintain this good fortune, I have to be willing to give up."
"He suggested that I give the most precious treasure I have to the noble man."
"After much thought, I think the most valuable thing I have is this dragon jade pendant given to me by the Lord."
"I hope you'll accept it!"
At this point, Li Xiangshang, a dignified Jindan, actually bowed to Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo has recently become more and more aware of the mystery of fate. When he heard that Prime Minister Gui was fortune-telling, he couldn't help but become very interested and took it seriously: "What is the use of this jade pendant?"
Li Xiangshang spoke truthfully: "A strand of dragon energy from my master is sealed in it, so that I can be influenced by it and have a specific reference when practicing the "Rising Dragon Transformation"."
"As for what other functions it has, I don't know."
After hearing this, Ning Zhuo quickly refused: "This is your most precious treasure for achieving enlightenment, how can I take away what others like?"
But Li Xiangshang's attitude was even more resolute, and he tried his best to get Ning Zhuo to accept it: "Prime Minister Gui is a good man, I don't think he will harm me. If I want to maintain my good fortune, then the things I give away must be what the noble person needs. Otherwise, how can I maintain my good fortune?"
"This jade pendant, Jiao Ma, you should need it!"
Ning Zhuo hesitated, and the mechanical ring shrank slightly.
His scalp suddenly went numb. He wanted to refuse, but the ring began to contract. He wanted to agree, but the ring also relaxed.
Ning Zhuo understood immediately: "This is the destiny of heaven helping me, it's really amazing!"
He nodded slightly and finally put the dragon jade pendant into his arms.
(End of this chapter)
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