The soul fluctuations spread, and a hoarse voice sounded in Guo Jia's mind.
The moment Guo Jia saw it made him realize the current situation. He closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had regained his composure and could no longer see any tears.
"Lord, why do you look like this?"
Upon hearing this, Cao Cao's soul flame jumped, and the next moment he recounted the events of this period to Guo Jia bit by bit.
Escape, transfer to the Golden Captain, open the small world of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, sacrifice the Golden Man with blood, lose your luck, shatter your destiny, die, resurrect, wake up, until you are awakened by Fang Fan, and then make a deal.
Finally, when it came to Guo Jia's resurrection, Cao Cao was not in a hurry and narrated the objective facts to Guo Jia bit by bit without any emotional bias. He told it completely realistically.
After everything was said, Cao Cao fell silent, and Guo Jia also fell into deep thought, and spoke out after a long time.
"Lord, first of all, your decision is completely correct.
We cannot isolate ourselves from the human race. Under this premise, strangling the mutant beasts is the overall right thing.
There is no problem with this, so my lord, your approach is very good, very good.
Putting aside the hidden benefits brought about by the reversal of reputation in all aspects, when you kill mutant beasts and protect the human race, you can gain the favor of the human race's luck.
This will make up for my lord’s lack of luck. Also, lord, can your fate be reshaped?”
Guo Jia suddenly looked at Cao Cao and said loudly. Cao Cao shook his head after hearing this.
"No, my fate is part of the inheritance. After the luck was absorbed by the seal, it was forcibly stripped out. After being integrated into the seal, it was later broken with the seal."
"Then can the fragments be recovered?"
Guo Jia frowned slightly, but saw Cao Cao shaking his head.
"According to some news and rumors, although it is not certain, the fragments are probably in Ning'an."
After Cao Cao said this, Guo Jia immediately reacted.
"I'm afraid this will cause some trouble."
Guo Jia knew very well that his resurrection would only require Fang Fan's kindness, plus Fang Fan's kindness to awaken his lord.
Although Fang Fan's current perspective on things is mostly from the human level, this does not mean that he will repay evil with kindness.
In other words, Fang Fan was already repaying kindness with kindness, because Cao Cao and Fang Fan were destined to be mortal enemies and would fight each other, but Fang Fan still gave a puppet as a gift in addition to the transaction.
Maybe it was a gift, but Guo Jia and Cao Cao must accept this love.
Under such circumstances, it would seem a bit shameless and overreaching to ask for the fate fragment. Neither Cao Cao nor Guo Jia could do such a thing.
However, Guo Jia still spoke out.
"My lord, you still have to find a way to reunite your destiny, or take back the fragments of your destiny and repair them.
This is important."
Cao Cao looked at Guo Jia. He paid more attention to destiny than Cao Cao imagined, which made Cao Cao a little confused.
"Inheritance cannot be anything more than something external to me. Even if I lose my inheritance, I am still Cao Cao.
Fang Fan once said, I am who I am, I am invincible, no matter how powerful the inheritance is, I will not bother to fuse with it.
And fate is nothing better than this. Do you think you still believe in fate now that you are a filial piety?"
"I didn't believe it before, and now I don't believe it even more after going through so much."
"Then why do you attach so much importance to destiny?"
Seeing Cao Cao's confusion, Guo Jia said with a distant look.
"My lord, fate is just a foreign object to us.
Because even if there is fate, we still believe that we can break it and create our own life and history. There is no doubt about this.
But correspondingly, magic weapons are also foreign objects, and I also need magic weapons.
The principle is the same. The lord is the master of a force. In the future, the lord's destiny will be more and more concentrated in the human race.
At this time, if you use the destiny as the core, you can not only condense the luck, suppress the luck, and prevent the flow of luck, but also use the luck to temper the destiny, improve the destiny, and benefit you, my lord.
not to mention........"
Guo Jia suddenly stopped, and after a long time he sighed and said.
"My lord, I once saw that you looked like a hidden dragon.
But now that the Han Dynasty has been defeated and all the heroes are vying for the throne, it stands to reason that Qianlong should soar into the sky and be unstoppable, but..."
"I have died once, and now I am a skeleton. Can I still see my face?
And what I said just now is that I don’t believe in fate, and now I’m talking about the hidden dragon’s wind.”
Cao Cao exuded a wave of soul energy, as if he didn't take this seriously.
"Oh, my lord, what you are looking at is destiny, and the aspect is just one of the ways to determine destiny.
And it’s not that the subordinates believe in orders.
But this so-called hidden dragon style and kingly style are actually qualifications.
A qualification recognized by the luck of the human race. The so-called destiny does not matter. The world is conquered by fists. If there is no king's destiny, you will become a king if you sit on the throne.
What I value now is this qualification. My lord, is there anything missing from your endless self?"
Upon hearing this, Cao Cao's soul fire beat slowly. He suddenly raised his hand and looked at the hand bones that were half gold and half silver, and fell into silence.
Is there something missing?
Yes, I am missing something.
"Then do you know how to make up for it? I am indeed missing something now."
Cao Cao recalled his demeanor when he first saw Fang Fan. Even if he was from the perspective of an enemy, when he saw Fang Fan, he would feel that he was worthy of the title of King of Humans. This feeling suddenly made him realize something.
"have no idea."
Guo Jia shook his head simply.
"Taoist priests and alchemists may be better at this. Although I know a little and can tell one, two or three things, it's all just what I've heard about, but..."
After speaking, Guo Jia suddenly pondered for a moment, and then continued after a while.
"I heard that the chiefs of hundreds of tribes are called kings. They possess the qualifications of a king and are the king of their tribe.
I think this may be similar to the human king."
"you mean?"
"Rob!"
A trace of cruelty flashed in Guo Jia's eyes.
"For those who are not of my race, there is no need to talk about etiquette and morality. They should be polite first and then attack. They can directly lead the army to conquer, plunder their luck by force, and deprive them of their qualifications as kings."
"good!"
Cao Cao shouted loudly, and slapped his knees with his palms, making a very loud snap.
The sea of bones spread under the command. The Chinese army slowed down and the two wings accelerated. One increase and one decrease. The sea of bones suddenly turned into a semicircle shape and surged toward the depths of the grassland. The deathly clouds in the sky covered the sky and blocked the sun.
The world became dark.
In the middle of the sea of bones, Guo Jia stood on one side of the Bone Throne. Next to him were the bones of his previous body.
Guo Jia, under the flag of the White Bone Broken Flag, looked into the distance, his eyes as deep as the stars in the sky.
In the deep pupils, little stars rise from the dark ocean, as if they are sublimated.
Only by being infinitely close to death can we understand the true meaning of survival.
Born from death, the string in Guo Jia's heart suddenly broke, allowing him to open the door to a new world.
