Lu Lingqi, who had just sent Liu Ye away, saw her father standing there blankly when she came back, and came over curiously.
When I saw the poems on the table, I couldn't help but recite aloud:
"The moon is bright in the Qin Dynasty and the pass is in the Han Dynasty.
The people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.
But the flying generals of Dragon City are here,
Don't teach Huma to cross the Yin Mountains. "
boom!
It was like a thunder exploded in my mind!
Even Lu Lingqi, who had no literary attainments, felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart after reading this poem.
There seemed to be a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a domineering figure was fighting bloody battles on the battlefield, killing the barbarians until they cried for their fathers and cried for their mothers, and were completely defeated.
"Is this...written to my father?"
Lu Lingqi came back to her senses and looked at Lu Bu in surprise.
She had indeed grown up listening to her father's legends, but she really didn't know much about Lu Bu's deeds when he was young.
It wasn't until she read this poem that she realized what incredible feats her father had done to the people of Bingzhou and even the entire Han Dynasty!
At the same time, Lu Bu also woke up from his memories at the thought of Lu Lingqi, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
In fact, when he was young, he went to the grasslands to kill barbarians purely to hone his martial arts will. Furthermore, he did enjoy the feeling of being on the battlefield.
But to say that it was to protect the Han people from the barbarians, he really hadn't thought about it.
But after he read this poem, he suddenly understood that maybe he had not been able to break through to the upper three realms for a long time. What he really lacked was a kind of martial arts belief?
Why practice martial arts?
In order to become stronger, to become the best in the world, to become a prince and prime minister?
These can only be regarded as life goals, but they cannot be called martial arts beliefs.
Now, he seems to have found that faith!
Protect your family, protect Bingzhou, and protect the common people of the Han Dynasty!
This is the meaning of his martial arts training!
The brilliance in Lu Bu's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and a milky white light faintly emitted from his body.
…
"I don't know if the magical power of writing and writing can help Lu Bu understand the great righteousness."
Outside Jinyang City, Liu Ye looked back at Lu Bu's mansion.
As the castrated version of Wen Yi Zai Dao, the magical power of writing and writing also has all kinds of incredible power, but the upper limit is not as high as Wen Yi Zai Dao.
The reason why he wrote the poem "Out of the Fortress" by Wang Changling with such brilliance was not to show off, but to use the true meaning contained in the poem to inspire Lu Bu's desire to serve the country and the people.
There is no other way. If you want to step into literary practice now, you must cultivate awe-inspiring righteousness.
Without Haoran's righteousness, Lu Bu could not be enlightened no matter how many books he read from saints and sages. It was useless to ask Ding Yuan for initiation, because the long river of literature did not recognize him at all.
Now I just hope that the song "Out of the Fortress" that has been passed down through the ages can give some strength, and with the blessing of writing brilliantly, as long as Lu Bu is not a treacherous person, the probability of realizing Haoran's righteousness is quite high.
"Let's go."
After finding a deserted place, Liu Ye summoned the Dragonborn, then stood up and rode away in the direction of Yanmen Pass.
However, what Liu Ye didn't know was that just because of this poem, Lu Bu completely changed his future martial arts path and completed his perfect transformation from demon to god!
…
By the time Liu Ye returned to Yanmen Pass, it was already midnight. He went back to his hometown to rest for a night. Early the next morning, Liu Ye came to the military camp.
"Sir, look at this prescription."
After briefly chatting with Li Shanchang about the auction and the Mi family, Liu Ye took out the ancient prescription.
After all, if you want to maximize the effect of this thing, you have to find someone knowledgeable to coordinate the arrangements.
No one is more suitable to do this than Li Shanchang.
Li Shanchang took it and looked at it, his face changed slightly.
As a top strategist, he naturally understands how important such a prescription that can improve one's cultivation qualifications is to a force.
"Master, does he already have a stable channel to obtain centuries-old medicinal materials?"
Li Shanchang looked at Liu Ye.
He didn't think Liu Ye couldn't see the shortcomings of this prescription. Since he chose to take it out, there must be a solution.
Liu Ye nodded: "Sir, don't worry about the medicinal materials. You only need to select a group of soldiers who are suitable to undergo menstrual cleansing and marrow cutting as soon as possible, within 1,000 people."
Even with the time acceleration of the territorial space, Liu Ye couldn't let Yanmen close and thousands of soldiers complete the muscle cleansing and marrow cutting at once, so he could only do it in batches.
After explaining this, Liu Ye got up and went to Meng Lao's courtyard.
In front of Mr. Meng, Liu Ye directly took out two pieces of Thunder Lin Iron and a piece of Red Rock Gold.
"Xumi Mustard Seed, you are lucky."
Obviously, for a third-level boss like Mr. Meng, Xumi Mustard Seed is not an incomprehensible method, but it is just rare.
"Hey, would you like to see if you can use these materials to create a demigod weapon?"
Naturally, he came here this time to let Mr. Meng make a gold-plated phoenix wing.
Mr. Meng reached out and brushed the red rock gold, closed his eyes and felt it for a while before speaking: "It will definitely not work if you just use those two pieces of defective Leilin iron, but adding this piece of red rock gold is not a big problem. What weapon do you want to build? "
"Phoenix wings gilded with gold."
Liu Ye directly told the name of the weapon. Mainly, he only knew the name, but he didn't know any details.
"Phoenix wings gilded with gold?"
Mr. Meng looked strange.
"Uh, what's the problem?" Liu Ye thought Mr. Meng had never heard of this kind of weapon.
"There is no problem, but this kind of weapon cannot be used by ordinary people. If you ask me, you might as well just make a halberd."
Hearing what Mr. Meng said, Liu Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, Mr. Meng, just feel free to build it."
He didn't know if others could use it, but Yuwen Chengdu would definitely be fine.
Just kidding, this is Yuwen Chengdu's exclusive artifact. Even if it comes from time travel, as long as the true spirit has not changed, Liu Ye believes that this is the divine weapon that best suits him.
"Okay, come back in seven days."
Seeing Liu Ye's persistence, Mr. Meng shook his head and stopped trying to persuade him.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Meng."
After settling the matter of weapons, Liu Ye didn't wait much longer.
As for the casting fee, given the relationship between him and Mr. Meng, there is no need for processing fees. When the time comes, he will send a few more pots of Immortal Drunk, and Mr. Meng will be happy to keep it.
Liu Ye took the time to go to Mijia Bookstore to check out the book distribution, and the sales volume was extremely gratifying.
In just three days, thousands of copies have been sold.
Although there are factors in this that Mijia Bookstore vigorously promotes, the key is that the content of the book is excellent.
Although it is not as lively and interesting as a novel, in terms of Qiling, it is comparable to the handwriting of a great Confucian scholar. This is the awesomeness of Haoran Zhengqi.
In a sense, the threshold for practicing his new path is even lower than before.
As long as you are not a person with a cold nature and are infected by those poems and articles, you will have a high probability of developing a strong and upright spirit and embarking on literary practice.
"No wonder Haoran's righteousness has inexplicably increased in recent days."
As the originator of the new way, Liu Ye can get a certain degree of feedback as long as someone cultivates a righteous spirit.
Although it does not look like much on its own, it is said that accumulation of sand forms a tower and accumulation of water forms a river.
As more and more people enter the new path, Liu Ye can rush all the way to Great Confucianism just by relying on Haoran Zhengqi's feedback, even if he sits and does nothing.
Of course, the most that can be achieved is a great Confucian. As for the semi-saints and even the sub-saints who are higher up, Haoran's righteousness alone is definitely not enough. There must be other conditions.
Take Confucian practice as an example. Only by condensing the literary mind can one become a great Confucian, by condensing the literary bones one can become a semi-sage, and by forging a literary palace one can become a sub-sage.
The practice of the upper three realms can be said to be one step at a time, and it is no longer just a collection of literary skills.
However, these are still too far for Liu Ye. His main focus now is on martial arts practice.
For a whole day, Liu Ye refined his blood energy in the territorial space.
With the help of 1,000 times the time flow rate, his total blood energy reached 2,358 strands. He crossed the threshold of Qi Gathering in one fell swoop and began to move towards the realm of perfection.
…
"Lord, 1,000 people have been selected."
Early the next morning, when Liu Ye arrived at the military camp, he was dragged to the school grounds by Li Shanchang.
At this time, there were a thousand strong soldiers arrayed in order, and there was an air of chilling invisibly.
"What a fine soldier!"
Liu Ye couldn't help but praise.
There are many factors that affect the combat effectiveness of an army, such as equipment, quantity, coordination, etc., but the most important factor is will!
A legion with a strong enough fighting will, even if it is weak in other aspects, is enough to be called an iron-blooded army!
And the 1,000 people selected by Li Shanchang obviously all have this rare characteristic.
Liu Ye scanned it with his eye of truth and found that the loyalty points were basically above 90 points.
There is no problem in cultivating this kind of loyalty as a personal soldier.
He is worthy of being called Li Shanchang. His ability to recognize people makes him worthy of being a top counselor.
"As long as your lord is satisfied."
Hearing Liu Ye's praise, Li Shanchang couldn't help but stroke his beard.
God knows how much effort he put into selecting the most suitable soldiers. Now that he can be recognized by Liu Ye, all the hard work has been in vain.
"However, in order to experience the cleansing and marrow removal, they still need to pass a test."
Liu Ye said, and a murderous formation diagram appeared in his hand, which was the [Four Elephant Battle Formation: Geng Golden White Tiger] that he had drawn before.
Enter the fighting spirit, and the array suddenly shines brightly.
Liu Ye tossed it casually, and the formation diagram rose in the wind, and soon it completely covered the thousand people.
At this moment, all the soldiers felt an extreme killing intent, and there was a faint tingling sensation on their skin.
As time went by, the killing intent became stronger and stronger, almost turning into reality.
Ten minutes...twenty minutes...
Plop!
Finally, someone couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
The strange thing is that once he fell to the ground, the murderous intention dissipated instantly.
The first one was followed by the second. Until an hour later, only 500 people were left standing in the audience.
"Okay, let's arrange medicinal baths for those who are still standing."
Liu Ye waved his hand and took back the formation diagram.
Soon, under Li Shanchang's arrangement, these five hundred soldiers officially began their journey of purifying scriptures and cutting marrow.
To this end, Liu Ye paid nearly 500 century-old medicinal herbs.
If converted into silver taels, it’s almost 500,000 taels!
This is Liu Ye, otherwise no second-rate or lower aristocratic family would be so generous.
Three days later, when the five hundred soldiers reunited at the school grounds, great changes had taken place in each of them.
It can’t be said that they are completely reborn, but they are all full of energy and high morale!
When Liu Ye's figure appeared on the high platform, everyone looked at him enthusiastically.
These soldiers knew very well that it was Liu Ye who brought them this amazing fortune and gave them the qualifications to enter cultivation.
Although it is just a qualification, it is still unclear whether they can obtain the practice skills, but it also makes them no longer ordinary!
(I am about to enter the plot of the Yellow Turban Uprising. I need to think about it carefully. Today I will use one chapter to transition. Please forgive me!)
