Chapter 301 Breakthrough, Totem True Dragon [Subscription Request]
The dome is deep.
Cao Cao took out the Xiantai Seal, and then stretched out his hand, and the imperial seal and the sword that guarded the country merged into the void in the official study in the front hall and quietly came in front of him.
Cao Cao then closed his eyes and began to push the power in his body.
This was his first practice after the founding of the country, when he was boosted by national fortune, took the elixir of immortality, and achieved the yin and yang harmony with Diao Chan.
When he closed his eyes, his whole body seemed to be bathed in divine aura.
Every cell in the body is glowing and crystal clear.
This is described in ancient books and is a phenomenon that only ancient sages experienced.
The national seal also emitted wisps of purple, blending in with Cao Cao.
There is also a cool breath in his body, which just neutralizes the majestic energy of the country's destiny like the vast ocean. If yin and yang are combined, they will help each other.
That cool breath is a gift from Diao Chan's physique.
At this moment, all of Cao Cao's past preparations and training were transformed into strength and luck in his body.
In the ink bag, a moon-shaped mirror with ancient mottled charm emerges on its own.
Behind Cao Cao, the dragon of luck plunged into the mirror-like surface of a cold pond of clear water.
On the other side, the heliostat of Tomb No. 4 suddenly glowed, illuminating the darkness.
The dragon of luck actually poked its head out from the daylight mirror, growing from small to large, and entered Tomb No. 4.
Beside Cao Cao, the Immortal Platform Seal was also glowing. Countless spell patterns on the seal surface turned into beams of light, which also pierced into the Moon Shadow Mirror, transmitted to Tomb No. 4 on the other side, and landed on the Dragon of Luck.
Every scale of the dragon of luck is blessed with multiple fairy symbols.
hold head high--
Amid the dragon's roar, the darkness in the tomb surged and rolled like waves in the sea.
The dragon of luck suddenly rushed forward!
Rumble!
It is the light of the Sun Shadow Mirror that guides the Dragon of Destiny.
He carried the national destiny of Cao Wei and crashed into the huge gate as tall as a mountain wall deep in Tomb No. 4.
Above the gate, the ancient characters of "Baxiantai" shine brightly.
The stone gate remained motionless despite the impact.
boom--!
The dragon of luck collided again with a shocking sound.
If someone watches in the night, they will find that the wind and clouds are changing dramatically over the Qinling Mountains, and the sky is undergoing drastic changes.
The snow on the mountain that had not melted for thousands of years collapsed, and the weather was horrific.
Suddenly, after the third impact of the Dragon of Luck, a breath of air emanated from the gap in the middle of the gate of Baxiantai.
Cao Cao on the other side, as if by divine intervention, connected with the will of the dragon of luck and swallowed up the breath in one gulp.
Then, as if time was flowing backwards, the dragon of luck shrank to the size of a mustard seed and sank into the Sun Shadow Mirror.
time flies.
Cao Cao opened his eyes in the quiet room.
He happened to see the last glimmer of light on the Xiantai Seal disappear, and it took back the countless symbols it had spread out and returned to normal.
The experience just now was like a dream, seemingly real but also like a fantasy in the mind.
Cao Cao thought: If it is true, using the national fortune gained from becoming king and founding a country to push the dragon of luck, he only got three chances to hit the door and obtained a wisp of ethereal energy behind the door.
Crashing into the Immortal Gate three times in exchange for a breath of fresh air... Cao Cao thought with some self-mockery.
He felt that the Dragon of Fortune's time in Tomb No. 4 was very short.
However, it was already dawn outside the window.
This practice lasted for two hours.
Cao Cao once again concentrated on his body, trying to stimulate the power within it.
Something wonderful happened.
He held his breath and sat cross-legged. With the circulation of power in his body, his body slowly floated up into the air.
After absorbing the luck of becoming a king and founding a nation, his practice underwent a fundamental change.
Cao Cao lowered his head and looked below himself, and found that he was really hanging in the air.
The Qi flows, and the body falls back to the wooden ground.
Cao Cao seemed to have broken through and entered a realm that countless people dream of.
He recalled the practice he had just had.
Another possibility is that the door was actually something he visualized, representing a barrier in his body.
He had seen the door in Tomb No. 4, and during his practice, he naturally developed the visualization of that door.
When the dragon of luck hit the stone gate, it was actually hitting the barrier inside its body.
When the door opens a crack, the barrier itself will also loosen, thus touching another realm.
Cao Cao closed his eyes again and thought in his mind.
All the miraculous things that I had seen when the country was founded reappeared in my consciousness in every detail.
At that time, at the level of luck, he saw a black dragon lying deep in the Qin Emperor’s mausoleum.
Also, inside Emperor Wu's mausoleum, a strong aura rose into the sky and the mausoleum was cracked. It seemed that a strong aura was carrying a coffin and breaking through the air.
There is also energy rising from the depths of the Yellow River, bathing it in the mysterious yellow.
Within the territory of Mount Tai, there is a five-colored divine light.
The combined effect of these geomantic omen has brought about changes in the land of China and increased its fortune.
This should be what the entry says, the first tide of luck.
If you push your luck and look at the ocean, you will see a completely different world.
Cao Cao recalled the situation at that time and thought about it over and over again.
The energy centers of these Chinese land veins seem to contain the mysteries of the operation of heaven and earth.
In ancient times, some great men were buried there after their death. Was it in order to try to be reborn with the help of the luck of heaven and earth?
Or maybe there are some special secrets hidden in it... When Cao Cao withdrew his thoughts, the entry gave a new hint.
[You are the master of Caoying, and have established a country. You are in charge of the Nine Provinces, and have become the king. The dragon of destiny is transforming.]
The entries are pushed continuously at an astonishing speed.
【你的气运值正在递增…97…98…99…1…2…9…27…48…气运之龙等级提升,为丙等……气运之龙,为乙等……为甲等……】
[Your dragon of luck has gained the support of millions of people, transforming luck into national destiny, and transforming from a dragon of luck into a totem dragon]
[Your reputation has reached tens of millions, and your luck has become a tide. You have gathered people's attention and are touching the door of mythology]
Cao Cao stood up and took a step forward.
There seemed to be an invisible staircase in the void before him, carrying him forward, allowing him to take one step at a time, six steps in a row, and finally stand in mid-air.
Then he felt the breath flowing, and his connection with the void was severed, and he slowly fell to the ground.
Cao Cao looked back at his own dragon of destiny. It had turned dark purple, no longer the same destiny as before, but somewhere between nothingness and reality.
After one's luck rises and breaks through, even ordinary people can see this real dragon.
Its size, length, reality and emptiness can all be changed according to one's wishes. It can be dark or bright, huge or small. It is the best symbol of monarchy and imperial power, just like a totem.
If viewed from an ordinary person's perspective, He is a real dragon, a mythical being.
From the bottom of his heart, Cao Cao felt a sense of joy and satisfaction that his long-cherished wish had come true.
It was as if he had lifted the fog, seen the truth of the world, and taken control of his own destiny.
Perhaps the saints of ancient and modern times have had similar experiences.
For example, Lao Tzu, touching the avenue, riding a green bull and leaving the dust behind.
For example, Confucius cried loudly before his death and said that he had a dream. He left a last message and died without speaking for seven days.
Cao Cao also had a feeling of returning to his roots and embarking on a certain path.
“But I should have only touched the mythical realm, not actually entered it.
The true mythical realm is more difficult than imagined.
Perhaps only the Qin Emperor, who created the world and unified the country, had truly stepped into the mythical realm. After that, only Emperor Wu had touched the same realm. I think to truly break through the mythical realm, at least a great unification is needed..."
Cao Cao calmed down and went to the front hall to deal with the matter.
His thoughts diverged and he sensed a large bird flying in the sky hundreds of miles away.
There is a figure below, it is Shati, the preacher who had met Cao Cao.
He was walking on foot, heading southeast of Yecheng.
Cao Cao withdrew the idea of differentiating into the big bird's body, went to the study in the front hall, and summoned his close civil and military officials.
It is October, and the sun is shining brightly.
Cao Cao asked: "What is the current situation in Jiangdong, Jingzhou, and Yizhou?"
Jia Xu, who was in charge of intelligence, said: "We received urgent news last night that there were signs of troop movements in Jiangdong.
This morning, an elite force from Jiangdong set out, with a vanguard of 3,000 men heading towards Jingzhou."
"In Yizhou, Zhang Lu, a former subordinate of Liu Yan, occupied Hanzhong and attempted to establish independence.
Liu Zhang was sending troops to quell the rebellion, and at the same time, he was also watching the changes in Jingzhou from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.
"In Jingzhou, Changsha Governor Zhang Xian led Guiyang and Lingling counties and joined forces with Zhang Jin of Jiaozhou to rebel, and the war has not stopped until now."
Cao Cao quickly distilled the key points from a series of messages.
Jiangdong was preparing to launch an attack on Jingzhou, and Yizhou was also coveting Jingzhou.
There is an ongoing rebellion in Jingzhou.
Liu Biao was now in a state of panic, with enemies everywhere.
Everyone wanted to pounce and bite Jingzhou.
Logically, Cao's army should have struck back at this time and dealt them a fatal blow.
But after hearing the news, Cao Cao remained silent.
He saw Guo Jia take a sip of the medicine soup, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Does Fengxiao have any good ideas?" Cao Cao asked.
"We should withdraw our troops."
Guo Jia said: "Jiangdong and Yizhou both want to use military force against Jingzhou. Internally, the three counties of Changsha are in rebellion.
Liu Biao was attacked from three sides.
If our Wei army gets involved, it will disrupt the plans of all parties. Because we are the strongest, it is likely to deepen their sense of crisis, and they may even unite to fight against us first. "
"But if we withdraw, Jiangdong will lose its scruples and will seize the time to attack Jingzhou with all its strength. The situation will be more favorable to us."
Guo Jia's military strategy and ability to control people's hearts are indeed a natural talent.
Cao Cao himself had the same idea when making judgments from the perspective of grand strategy.
He sent a message to Cao Ren, who was in Nanyang County and commanded his troops stationed north of Jingzhou, asking him to lead his troops to retreat.
The army moved north and waited and saw what would happen.
After the discussion, everyone dispersed and Cao Cao kept Huang Zhong.
"Han Sheng, how is your son's condition now?"
Huang Zhong took a seat on the wing.
He joined Cao's camp in his early years, and it was Cao Cao who promised to provide medicinal materials for his son.
"Replying to King Wei, my boy has learned medicine from Zhongjing. It is good for him to keep company with medicinal herbs. Zhongjing has also been regulating his health in the past few years, and he is getting better day by day."
Cao Cao: "I have something that may help your son recover better.
You can ask Zhongjing how to use it. "
Cao Cao took out a small bottle, which was the remaining essence of the elixir wood from the bottle that Emperor Wu used to store the elixir of immortality.
Cao Cao took out a small portion and gave it to Huang Zhong.
This thing is priceless, second only to the Qilin fruit.
It has the same effect, it can cure chronic diseases, warm and replenish Qi and blood, and should be suitable for the severe typhoid fever that Huang Zhong's son suffered.
Huang Zhong did not refuse.
He is most concerned about his son's condition.
He would fight bravely on the battlefield and would not hesitate to sacrifice his life to repay Cao Cao's rewards.
"Han Sheng, I plan to let you rest for a few months, what do you think?"
"I'm used to fighting abroad, why do you want me to take a few months off?"
Huang Zhong was unhappy: "King Wei thinks that I am getting old and no longer suitable for fighting on the front line?"
Huang Zhong is forty-eight years old this year.
Cao Cao thought to himself that you have a very long standby time. According to history, you haven’t made your debut at the age of 48, you are just a young man.
"I'm letting you rest for a while because we can't bear the burden of taxes and supplies from years of fighting. Now that there's no war, I'm letting you stay at home for the winter!"
Huang Zhong said: "I am afraid that I cannot fight for the King of Wei, and I am ashamed of your grace!"
Cao Cao smiled and said, "Well, it's a rare opportunity to rest. Go back and spend time with your son, wife and daughter."
Huang Zhong saluted and strode away.
In the study, Cao Cao turned his head and looked outside.
At the other end of the corridor, a woman was walking slowly towards them.
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