noffsinger Chapter 101 Supernatural Powers
Chapter 101 Supernatural Powers
Chapter 101 Supernatural Powers
That's why the refugee army was conscripting men everywhere, eager to capture Fenggu City.
But Liao Shouyi, the garrison commander of Fenggu City, was simply a madman.
Undeterred by death, he personally led his guards out of the city on several occasions to launch counterattacks, disrupting the siege's rhythm.
Unfortunately, this person was extremely lucky; several times, the arrows grazed his head, only taking a few strands of hair.
Even when surrounded, the knife would inexplicably break, unable to even cut through armor.
Rumors have spread among the refugee army that this man is protected by gods and immortals, a divine general destined by heaven, and cannot be defeated by force.
Among the refugee army, 40% were actually soldiers, while the other 60% were from farming families.
Having always held an innate reverence for ghosts and gods, he was now witnessing firsthand the extraordinary bravery of the Jing Kingdom's general.
Once a rumor starts, it spreads like wildfire and becomes uncontrollable.
This greatly dampened morale.
In contrast, the garrison of Fenggu City consisted of elite soldiers who had fought against the barbarians.
This ebb and flow makes it appear even more formidable.
"This Liao Shouyi, I heard he wants his picture painted on a New Year's picture. Damn it, if we really kill him, we'll let him have his way!"
"If we don't kill him, we'll never be able to take Fenggu City!"
Several militia leaders walked over, cursing and swearing. They were about to ask Huang Qi what to do when they suddenly paused.
They then drew their knives and shouted, "Who are you?!"
Before Huang Qi could turn around, a voice came from behind him: "I have something to say to Huang Qi. Please go out first."
"
Huang Qi turned around and saw the young man he had seen several months ago, who had appeared behind him at some point.
He clenched his fingers, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
So silent and stealthy, if someone had harbored malicious intent, they would probably be dead by now.
Seeing that Chu Xun's expression was calm, Huang Qi took a deep breath and said to everyone in the room, "You all go out first."
The group looked at each other in bewilderment, but still obeyed his orders and left the house.
After the door closed, Huang Qi looked at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice, "When did you hide in here?"
"I didn't hide it before, I just arrived." Chu Xun walked to the sand table, glanced at it, and said, "It's too small."
Huang Qi said, "This sand table is only for temporary use, so it won't be too big."
"I'm referring to the aspirations of the refugee army."
Chu Xun casually waved his hand, and everything on the sand table turned into fine sand that flowed, transforming mountains, rivers, villages, and cities into an incredibly smooth surface, leaving no trace of its previous appearance.
Huang Qi's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously thought, "What amazing kung fu!"
When he first met Chu Xun, he thought he was just a young man with a lot of "style".
He's just too old-fashioned, especially the comments about him, which made me very unhappy.
But now, Huang Qi realizes he was wrong.
This isn't just a young man with "cool" looks; he's also a formidable martial artist!
"What rank of martial artist are you? Second rank?" Huang Qi asked.
To reach the second rank at such a young age is already a testament to extraordinary talent.
Chu Xun didn't answer the question, but only asked, "Did you eat the radish I gave you last time?"
"No," Huang Qi said without any attempt to hide anything. "I gave it to someone else."
Chu Xun wasn't too disappointed. He pulled out another radish from somewhere and handed it over, saying, "Here's another one for you. Try it."
Compared to last time, this radish now has a pitted and uneven surface, with black spots in some places.
It looks extremely ugly.
Huang Qi seemed to understand his meaning, but instead of accepting, he said, "After we take Fenggu City, everything will be alright."
Chu Xun placed the radish on the sand table and shook his head, saying, "We haven't even reached Mingxiu Prefecture yet, and you've already started forcibly conscripting people. Do you think the Jing Kingdom will stop resisting after Fenggu City?"
"He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world; you are doomed to fail."
Huang Qi clenched his fists. He knew, of course, that if things continued like this, and he couldn't break through, it would be a sign of defeat.
But he was unwilling to accept it.
With his talent and learning, he could have become a pillar of the Jing Kingdom.
It was that education official who forced him to become a salt worker.
It was this rotten country that forced him to rise up in rebellion.
Having already conquered half of the Jing Kingdom, he could change history and become the person recorded in history books.
Why did you stop?
"If you really win, what do you want to do?" Chu asked.
Huang Qi said in a deep voice, "Overthrow the Jing Kingdom and establish a better country! Distribute land equally and ensure wealth is distributed equally!"
"This is not the best country." Chu Xun shook his head again: "The best country should still have human rights."
There are no hereditary rulers, only leaders elected by the people themselves.
"If you do a good job, you can continue; if you don't, you can step down at any time. This is a manifestation of human rights."
"If you truly overthrow the Jing Kingdom, can you grant it the same rights as all the people of the land?"
Huang Qi was shocked. In his mind, imperial power was a matter of course.
For the first time in my life, I've heard of having the same rights as all the people under heaven.
But he gritted his teeth and said, "I—"
"Even if we assume you can do it, can your men do it?" Chu asked.
Huang Qi shut his mouth and remained silent.
The answer is yes.
Can't do it.
He knew very well that many generals only wanted to become founding heroes and rise to the ranks of kings, nobles, and high-ranking officials.
To be precise, it means that one's descendants should all strive to be such superior individuals.
Chu Xun said, "It seems you already have the answer in your heart, so stop now. I can guarantee you a peaceful old age, or even if you want to be a carefree wealthy man, that's perfectly fine too."
Huang Qi stared at him and said, "Are you an envoy from the Jing Kingdom?"
"No." Chu Xun looked at him calmly and said, "I am your advocate."
"Huang Qi has done what he was supposed to do; it's time for A Qiao to come back."
Huang Qi trembled slightly as the name A Qiao came into his ears once again.
In a daze, I seemed to see many people and hear many voices.
In his mind, he recalled what an old man had once told him.
"You probably won't be able to get into Kyoto through the exam; it might be easier to break in."
"If you're going to fight, fight hard."
"They'll only feel the pain when they're beaten hard enough."
"You only learn to change when you feel the pain!"
Thirty thousand taels of silver were delivered to him, which laid the foundation for his uprising.
Is Jingguo feeling the pain now?
not yet!
The high-ranking officials and nobles of Kyoto must be cheering and jumping for joy right now.
They haven't felt any pain yet!
At this moment, Huang Qi's state of mind changed.
Even if he can't become emperor, he will still beat the nobles of Jing Kingdom until they jump up in pain!
He looked at Chu Xun, his eyes no longer filled with anger, but gradually calmed down.
"Everyone says that the emperor is ordained by Heaven, but I don't believe in fate."
"If you want to kill me, you can do it now."
Seeing his determined look, Chu Xun sighed softly.
"Fine, since that's how it is, you'd better watch yourself. But forcibly conscripting able-bodied men is unacceptable; don't force me to kill you all."
As they were talking, someone outside spoke up: "General, the men who went to the villages to conscript soldiers have returned. They said they encountered an unknown master and drove them out!"
Huang Qi looked back outside, about to say something.
As if sensing something, I turned around and found the room empty.
Surprised, his gaze slowly shifted to the ugly radish on the sand table.
It was pitted and mottled, covered with mud and sand.
He reached out and picked up the radish, then forcefully broke it in half.
A faint fragrance wafts towards you.
This ugly radish, however, had an interior as translucent as jade, making one irresistibly want to take a bite and taste it.
Huang Qi ignored the pits and dirt on the bottom of the radish, put it to his mouth, and bit down hard.
The outer skin is slightly spicy, and before you can fully savor the spiciness, you'll find an intense sweetness.
He slowly ate the half-eaten carrot, bite after bite, until it was completely gone.
I felt completely relaxed, as if I had inexhaustible energy.
His eyes brightened, and he wrapped the remaining half of the radish in paper and stuffed it into his pocket.
Then they went outside, where many generals were discussing how to fight next.
The military officer who came to report the setback in conscripting men stepped forward and said, "General, should we send men to those two villages to kill one as an example to kill a hundred?"
Splash—
Suddenly, several tiles fell from the eaves and hit the military officer squarely on the head.
The military officer cried out in pain as he was hit, his head bleeding profusely as he fell to the ground.
When others came forward to check, they exclaimed in shock, "She's not breathing!"
Everyone looked at the tiles on the ground. Could just a few tiles really kill someone?
Huang Qi glanced around but didn't see anything.
He waved his hand, ordering his men to take away the officer who had been crushed to death. Then he addressed the other generals, "Pass on my order: abandon the attack on Fenggu City and proceed to the capital to join Qi Songren's forces!"
The generals looked at each other in bewilderment. They had been besieging the city for so long, and now they were just going to stop?
Huang Qi glanced at them and said, "Jing Kingdom's reinforcements are about to arrive; Fenggu City cannot be taken."
"In that case, let's join forces and take Kyoto!"
"Let the emperor and the high-ranking officials know that whether you are a farmer, a salt transporter, or a merchant or a laborer..."
"If you push them too far, we might even fight them right up to their doorstep!"
a few days later.
The refugee army retreated from Fenggu City and, unexpectedly, quickly left Zhangnan County, heading towards the capital city.
In order to mislead Liao Shouyi, Huang Qi also left behind a rearguard army of about a thousand men.
By the time Liao Shouyi realized something was wrong and led his troops out of the city to pursue them, the main force of the refugee army had already gone far away.
"General Hong is in grave danger! Quickly reorganize the troops and march to Hulao Pass!"
Songguo Village.
Chu Xun stood in front of the anvil, the clanging sounds continuing.
Collecting gold essence and incorporating it into meteorite iron for forging has become one of the daily tasks.
In addition, the repair of the deformed iron hammer caused the blacksmithing skill to skyrocket.
This speed is much faster than the improvement of water and earth magic techniques back then.
Even the art of starting a fire is the same.
There wasn't as much charcoal left in the stove as before.
Most of the flames were actually sustained by Chu Xun's spiritual energy.
Fire Control 3829/30000: Can generate a considerable flame and has a certain ability to control the flame temperature. The flame generated by spiritual energy is no less hot than charcoal.
It can be made large or small, and is very easy to adjust.
Li Guangmao had been puzzled lately; why was Chu Chen's stove fire never going out, yet he was using less and less charcoal?
That left him nowhere to drink.
With the hammer raised high in his hand, Chu Xun paused slightly before bringing it down.
[Cleric Rank 2/30000: Unconferred as a scattered god, gains the following supernatural powers: Dream of the Yellow Millet, Concealment, and Observation of Qi (can be used once a year as a pseudo-god), remaining time for concealment each year: 1089 (can gain the supernatural powers of a true god after conferment, and can possess a soul to die in place of another)]
Chu Xun put down the hammer and carefully looked at the information in front of him.
As expected, Huang Qi withdrew his troops and left Zhangnan County, receiving a large amount of incense points in one go.
This allowed him to possess the status of a false god and corresponding supernatural powers, even though he was not officially appointed.
It is merely a "fake" and is ultimately inferior to a true god.
The supernatural power can only be used once a year.
The phrase "a dream of wealth and glory" literally means something like entering a dream or being entrusted with a dream.
According to "The Pillow Book", Lu Sheng met the Taoist priest Lü Weng at an inn in Handan and lamented his poverty.
Lu Weng gave Lu Sheng a celadon pillow to sleep on, while the shopkeeper was cooking millet porridge.
Lu Sheng enjoyed all the riches and honors in his dream, but when he woke up, the shopkeeper's millet rice was not yet cooked.
To put it simply, stealth is the art of invisibility.
Observing the qi (vital energy) to discern fortune is a means of understanding human nature and predicting good or bad fortune.
None of the three supernatural powers are related to the Five Elements.
Chu Xun guessed that the paths of cultivators and incense gods should be different.
That's why when Wu Pan was beheaded, he exclaimed in surprise, "You are not an ordinary evil god, but also have physical cultivation."
This is an anomaly that has never been seen before.
The gods of incense have no physical body and rely on incense offerings for survival.
Completely different from cultivators.
With a thought, Chu Xun's figure vanished without a trace in the courtyard.
Several weasels ran over, looking around anxiously and howling.
Even the crows flew down, but they couldn't find anything.
Chu Xun smiled faintly as he watched the livestock search around.
This supernatural power is quite useful; it makes many things easier to do.
As for the dream of wealth and fortune and the ability to discern opportunities through divination—
Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside.
Immediately afterwards, someone leaped off their horse and pushed open the courtyard gate.
He was a general dressed in armor, looking travel-worn.
His face was imposing, and he exuded a fierce aura of battle.
There were only crows and weasels in the yard, and a few field mice hopping around in the vegetable garden.
Not seeing the person he longed to see, the general couldn't help but shout, "Xun-ge'er!"
Chu Xun could see clearly that although the man's appearance had changed slightly, he was none other than Shi Tou, who had been away from home for many years.
There was no response, and Liao Shouyi was somewhat disappointed.
The generals and soldiers following him were all taken aback when they saw the crows in the courtyard.
"How did you manage to feed such a big crow?"
"Who knows how Xun-ge'er was fed? He's the kind of person who can do things that others can't," Liao Shouyi said.
He shook his head in disappointment and turned to leave.
After they left, Chu De revealed himself.
It's a good thing that Stone has returned home safely after being away for many years.
The image of the ribbon in my mind, which had turned from white to blue, slowly faded into a phantom and disappeared.
This implies that the vision has already been realized.
Chu Xun smiled, then remembered the supernatural power he had just acquired.
He then began to use his skills, looking towards Liao Shouyi.
Upon seeing this, he was immediately stunned.
Three distinct auras emanated from Liao Shouyi's body, like three-colored clouds swirling together.
His shoulders emanated a fierce aura, a blend of crimson and black, the might of a warrior forged in the crucible of thousands.
Beneath the menacing aura lay a layer of pale yellow, brocade-like official air, like auspicious clouds covering the top, gentle and lingering.
But above his head and on his chest, a deathly aura as dark as ink swirled, interspersed with a few streaks of scarlet blood light, like sharp blades piercing his heart, revealing an omen of a violent death.
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