“It’s such a dark night that I can’t see my fingers, it’s useless to go there!”
"I can identify the location by listening to the voice!"
Dong Zhongshu immediately lost his composure when Wen Weng explained the efficacy of Ba Snake's Gallbladder.
There were thousands of well-known monks in the realm of supernatural powers in the Han Dynasty, but the number of those who entered the realm of solipsism was only a few hundred.
The solitary state is a threshold that separates the outstanding from the top level.
Even if Dong Zhongshu can defeat some great monks in the solipsistic realm, the world's prejudices are overwhelming, and the requirements of this realm will not change because of Dong Zhongshu's strength.
The imperial court did not specify that a certain level was required to hold a certain position, but it was acquiesced in this situation.
For example, the governor who maintains a place, or the county guard, or the positions above the court such as Taichang, Guangluxun, Weiwei, Taipu, Tingwei, Dahonglu, Zongzheng, Dasinong, Shaofu, etc.
These positions are at least held by solipsistic monks.
As for the prime minister, censor, and lieutenant who are involved in the Three Dukes, they must be chosen from the True Self Realm monks.
Even if these people are aging, their actual combat power is not as strong as the realm shows.
For example, Wen Weng, who is the governor of the Shu region, has an early stage level of self-reliance, but Wen Weng's actual combat effectiveness is inferior to Dong Zhongshu's.
But Wen Weng's official position obviously surpassed Dong Zhongshu's.
This news made Dong Zhongshu impatient and wanted to kill the snake immediately to get its courage and swallow it.
"The Naba Snake has probably become a monster. The strength brought by the copper tendons and iron bones in its body is no less than that of you and me." Wen Weng warned: "If Zhongshu can show his power, I am willing to lead the way in the dark!"
"Becoming a monster? This snake's guts..."
Any treasures of heaven, materials and earth that reach a high level are rare and can be exchanged for others even if they are not used.
When Wen Weng explained again, Dong Zhongshu fully understood the reason for the concession.
This is obviously a great medicine that only leaves trouble in the future.
It is difficult for normal monks in the magical power realm to withstand this kind of influence, and great monks in the magical power realm with good foundation will not choose such a medicine with a slightly lower efficacy.
Only a powerful but poor monk like Dong Zhongshu would choose the courage of the snake.
"This snake gallbladder is a bit difficult to handle," Dong Zhongshu said with a frown.
Killing monsters is difficult, and the consequences of swallowing snake gall are even more troublesome.
But the opportunity for self-reliance was right in front of him, and Dong Zhongshu felt that he couldn't miss it.
Even though this was a flawed thing that impacted the realm, it was one of the few things Dong Zhongshu had come into contact with in more than ten years.
He suddenly thought of the spiritual jade that Zhang Xuezhou once owned, and felt the sting in his heart a little more.
As long as he has Zhang Xuezhou's good luck, he will forcefully push upward on the day he gets the spiritual jade.
Some people have average strength but good luck, but he is the opposite.
Looking back on his life experiences, Dong Zhongshu felt that if he had half the luck of others, he would not still be in the realm of supernatural powers.
"Brother Zhongshu?"
"Go, must go!"
When Weng Weng's voice asked again, Dong Zhongshu didn't hesitate at all.
But he didn't act as anxious as before, and his whole person became normal.
"Do you still have the fan I paid you for?"
Thinking that Wen Weng mentioned that the snake turned into a demon, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but be a little more cautious and asked Zhang Xuezhou.
"I'm still here, but why are you asking?" Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Borrow me a treasure!"
Dong Zhongshu sighed at his hard-earned precious fan, and then thought about how the precious fan was gone. He felt his liver hurt badly.
"Do you still have a storage bag?"
When Zhang Xuezhou cast a spell to get the fan, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
He was short of this and that, even the magic weapon he had in hand had to be borrowed, but Zhang Xuezhou had already used the storage bag after not seeing him for two years.
He originally thought that Zhang Xuezhou had been having a hard time in the past two years, but now it seemed that he was probably the only one suffering.
"You have to tell me about that matter," Zhang Xuezhou said, holding a treasure fan in his hand: "I am also planning to go to Chang'an City to find His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"If you believe me, don't rush this matter, it will be better if you wait patiently!"
Dong Zhongshu couldn't tell what he was thinking.
But if his guess is correct, major changes in the imperial court may occur in the next two years.
The trip to Lingnan involved some issues. When guarding against the random spread of information, whenever Zhang Xuezhou went to Chang'an City to ask for an audience with the prince, the best outcome for Zhang Xuezhou would be to be locked in prison.
"Never go to Chang'an City," Dong Zhongshu warned.
"I'm a little confused and didn't understand the problem!"
"It's better to be confused!"
Dong Zhongshu waved his hand.
This is the limit of what he can describe, and his words can only go so far.
If Dong Zhongshu was allowed to talk nonsense, or even tell the speculation in his mind, Dong Zhongshu felt that it would be acceptable for him to catch the snake with his bare hands.
He abided by the rules and waited until Zhang Xuezhou muttered several times but did not respond.
"It's the worst thing to say half-hiding and half-covering something!"
Zhang Xuezhou kept mumbling, but finally handed the fan back to Dong Zhongshu's hands.
"What did you slap with this fan? Why do I feel like this fan is poisoned?"
The familiar control came into being in response to the magic power. When a wind and wave blew out, Dong Zhongshu only felt that there was a faint smell in the wind and wave.
"Light it up!"
When the wind and waves rolled out, Dong Zhongshu didn't recognize the poisonous gas mixed in the wind and waves. Wen Weng succeeded in igniting the fire by rubbing flint and burning cotton wool.
The torch quickly lit up the light, and Wen Weng's face also gained a touch of red.
"Zhang Shu, Zhao Liang!"
Wen Weng shouted and saw two strong men in coarse cloth running quickly from the wooden shed on one side.
"grown ups!"
The two shouted in unison, their bronzed faces full of solemnity.
The conversation between Wen Weng and Dong Zhongshu was partially obscured by the sound of heavy rain, but as warriors, their listening skills were not weak and they also heard part of it.
"Go prepare fishing nets, bows and arrows, mounts, raincoats, and pig blood!"
As expected, the order came, and the two of them had no choice but to comply.
Wen Weng wanted to get rid of Ba Snake more than once or twice, but Wen Weng never dared to take action until Dong Zhongshu came to Chang'an City.
The two of them looked at each other, then looked at Dong Zhongshu who was shaking his fan, and had no choice but to quickly return to the governor's house to make arrangements.
"Brother Zhongshu please!"
Wen Weng held a torch and pointed in the direction of the ride.
"You come with me and take a look?"
The aura of mana flows on the surface of the body. Compared with two years ago, Zhang Xuezhou's state has obviously improved significantly, and he has achieved two consecutive jumps.
Even if the benefits of Lingyu exist in Zhang Xuezhou's body, the opponent's speed of breaking through the realm is still astonishing, not inferior to top geniuses.
But being able to survive the battlefield where His Majesty and Emperor Jing were fighting, and even being able to live well without everyone in Chang'an City, Dong Zhongshu felt that Zhang Xuezhou was indeed a malleable talent.
The other party may even have the possibility to assist them.
Dong Zhongshu paid attention to Zhang Xuezhou. He felt that Zhang Xuezhou was at least better than Zhang Shu and Zhao Liang under Wen Weng.
"I won't follow you!"
Zhang Xuezhou's voice of rejection came, and Dong Zhongshu smiled.
"You can avoid a lot of detours by following me," Dong Zhongshu said.
"You've already taken a detour yourself!"
"Don't talk about such sad things!"
Zhang Xuezhou's venomous voice came out, and Dong Zhongshu shook his head repeatedly.
He is very unlucky, but he can indeed guide Zhang Xuezhou to avoid detours.
Whether it is on Zhang Xuezhou's entry into the capital or on Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation, he has sufficient qualifications to give guidance.
"The realm technique you practice has an imbalance of yin and yang. It has no realm but lacks the power to kill. If you could come with us for a walk, you might be able to hear some good words," Dong Zhongshu said.
"I'm practicing well!"
"Aren't you afraid that I won't return the fan to you after I get it back?"
Seeing that it was difficult to convince Zhang Xuezhou, Dong Zhongshu made a joke.
But he didn't expect that Zhang Xuezhou would actually get up and follow him.
This made him feel that not only did he have a low reputation for teaching, but his credibility was even lower.