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Chapter 73: The Long River of Air Transport

Jiao Jiaoguo in Wang Dalu's Zi Mansion kept her promise and promised that the Three Emperors' Seal would be usable, and it was actually refined on the third day.

It just took a drop of Wang Dalu's painstaking efforts in the end before it could be used by him.

Wang Dalu's consciousness was communicating with Jiaojiao, who transformed into a cold and glamorous beauty, in the Zi Mansion.

Looking at the black imperial seal held in Jiaojiao's hand, Wang Dalu held his breath and stared at it for a long time before taking it into his hand.

There was a cold texture in the hand, and soon there were fluorescent lights all around, and a warm current returned to the palm of my hand, as if what I was holding in my hand was not a dead thing but an intimate living thing that I had not seen for many years.

"here it is?"

Wang Dalu suddenly came to an ocean space from his purple mansion.

It is also boundless, the water is blue and clear and there are no fish, but there is a huge whirlpool in the center of the water.

Wang Dalu looked intently at the whirlpool from above. The seawater around the whirlpool was black, and there was a faint blue and black water merging lightly on the outer edge of the black water.

Under the black swirling water, a figure seemed to be reflected, appearing from time to time.

He watched for a moment, vaguely guessing something.

If there is no mistake, this thousand-foot-long black whirlpool water is the result of one-third of the dynasty luck left by the previous Chu Dynasty, and there are two thousand feet of mixed water around it that should be revealed when the Chu Dynasty was at its most powerful.

traces of luck.

Jiaojiao had told him before that enfeoffing ministers would cost some of the people's luck.

It is estimated that such a large area of ​​black sea water should be enough for everyone to use.

I just don’t know if this black water has something to do with the color of my imperial seal.

If it is relevant, wouldn't it mean that the red seal of the Hou dynasty, the cyan seal of the Duke dynasty, and the purple seal of the dynasty each have different rivers of destiny for their people in this sea of ​​seals.

But how these rivers of luck are formed is unknown.

After staying for a while, there was no longer any sign. With the pulling of Wang Dalu's consciousness, he exited the seal space and returned to the Zi Mansion in the blink of an eye.

There was a look of impatience on her pretty face, and when she saw Wang Dalu was a little confused after coming out, she said to him.

"You have seen Pianxihai now. If there is anything you don't understand, please ask."

When Wang Dalu heard what Jiaojiao said, he knew that she knew a lot, and he hurriedly told her what he was worried about, as if he wanted to explain it to him.

After a while, I just heard Jiaojiao say.

"The seal is something that can only be created and mastered by people with good fortune. Its main function is to gather and control the good fortune of the people. In addition to suppressing evil spirits, it can also obtain part of the good fortune from it to benefit oneself and entrust ministers."

Speaking of this, Jiaojiao paused and pointed at Wang Dalu.

"I believe you have already realized it. Your current cultivation speed is astonishingly fast because of the effect of this imperial seal. Without its help, how could you have me appear in this Zifu space in such a short time?"

Yes, I have been waiting for eight thousand years."

Wang Dalu was shocked when he heard this and couldn't believe it.

"Wait, you mean you have been conscious since you were placed in the crystal box eight thousand years ago?"

After Wang Dalu finished speaking, he saw Jiaojiao looking at him like a fool.

That look seemed to be mocking him for how he could be so stupid that he didn't realize the obvious fact.

But Wang Dalu clearly remembers that the Huangdan in Zifu, the monk who has now achieved the Huangdan Dao, only became conscious when the monk advanced to the embryonic building, and then continued to activate the combat skills he had in ancient times and practiced with his master.

The delicate existence in front of him was really contrary to ancient common sense, and Wang Dalu didn't know how to explain all this to him.

Jiaojiao had rich experience and was extremely intelligent. She noticed Wang Dalu's abnormality and asked.

"Aren't the others of my kind always conscious?"

Jiaojiao's words made Wang Dalu want to laugh very much. What do you mean by his kind? Even if there are people like her who can transform into adults in the entire ancient continent, they are probably rare and special existences, which are obviously different from other wild pills.

When she learned the truth, Jiaojiao was silent for a while.

I waited for a long time before hearing what she said.

"You know that I am actually derived from the aggregation of two wild pills. All the strange things today are related to this. In the past eight thousand years, I have always doubted whether my current body is just a part of the original one, maybe five years ago.

Only when the Huangdan Dan gathers together can one truly regain his original identity."

Hearing the five desolate pills gathered together, Wang Dalu couldn't help but think of the ancient secrets that his ancestor Emperor Chu told him when he was undergoing transformation. Somehow he remembered the pair of beast eyes with a radius of several feet staring at him.

Seeing the scene, I instantly broke into a cold sweat, and casually said something incomprehensible to Jiaojiao.

"Perhaps it doesn't take five wild pills to gather together. There is someone on this continent who must know."

Jiaojiao came to ask.

Wang Dalu suddenly realized that his words were a bit ridiculous.

That behemoth was obviously the supreme being on this continent.

I guess if it is it, it should be able to know the origin of this ancient secret and solve the mystery surrounding Jiaojiao.

It's just that that behemoth is not a human being, but the most powerful beast in ancient times, the true beast Qilin.

After the two people chatted a lot, they brought the topic back to the black imperial seal.

This Imperial Seal was inherited by Wang Dalu from his ancestors. Although it can be used now, it has not yet opened a court. It cannot be used to ennoble others except for self-interest.

If he wanted to ennoble his generals like the previous dynasty of Li Guang, Wang Dalu would need to establish a dynasty first before he could take action.

Wang Dalu, who holds the Imperial Seal, can be said to be intimidated by the conveniences he possesses compared to the Hou Se held by Li Ziguang, the current leader of the Hou Dynasty.

However, the establishment of a dynasty can only be based on the destiny of heaven. It must be established from the beginning of the Hou Dynasty. Only by accumulating luck step by step can the color of the river of luck be slowly transformed, so that the court level can be improved and then have a higher official position.

and a lot of edicts to the ministers around him.

After understanding this, Wang Dalu couldn't wait to let Jiaojiao teach him the method of opening up the Hou Dynasty.

It is the simplest to open the path to the Hou court. Unlike the subsequent dynasties, which require the river of luck to gather and transform on its own, the seal holder can directly worship the sky in the seal space and say a mantra from his mouth.

After silently reciting a few mantras told by Jiaojiao, Wang Dalu entered the sea of ​​seals again.

He took a deep breath, faced the east, knelt down and bowed three times and spoke eloquently.

"The King of Desolate People of the Mainland worships the heaven, the majestic and majestic holy land of the vast sky. I wish to open a holy dynasty and establish the Huangting Palace. Then people are willing to gather in Yingqiong, a safe and pure land, and a virtuous and respectful heaven!"

This sentence caused a strange scene when he said it.

Wang Dalu seemed to hear the continuous sound of Sanskrit sounds throughout the sea of ​​luck. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, only to see wisps of red light floating down from the sky and falling into the black vortex below, causing a flash of red within a hundred feet in radius.

Now that his dynasty has been established, Wang Dalu already knows that this trace of red aura is the luck brought to him by the people and soldiers under his rule as the lord of Nanshan.

The red light appearing hundreds of feet around the black vortex below should be the size of the long river of luck that Hou Chao needs to nourish now.

When the day comes when the upper layer of the hundred-foot river of luck is filled with red luck, then it is estimated that the red luck will turn into cyan, and then expand to a cyan vortex boundary ranging from several hundred feet.

Now the heads of each court are accumulating the luck of their people and at the same time allocating part of the luck to entrust ministers to enhance the strength of the court.

For Wang Dalu, he only needs to focus on conceiving and cultivating his luck, and the luck needed for ennobling ministers can be extracted from the dynasty luck left by his ancestors.

Li Guanghou, who had already passed away at the time, was considered a strong man and had great courage. Before he died, he even unlocked the imperial seals on his father and everyone else.

If you want to transfer the official position of the departed person to another person, you need to consume part of your luck again, which is a waste of decades of accumulated luck.

At the moment when the Hou Dynasty was opened, Wang Dalu felt that there were a few more blood-red seal characters below the black imperial seal. It said "Ji is received by heaven", which meant that he had received the favor of heaven and founded the Hou Dynasty.

Now, all those who respect him as the Lord of Nanshan in the entire Nanshan are regarded by Heaven as their subjects of the Hou Dynasty, and red luck enters the Xihai every day.

Just when he was enlightened, the space suddenly distorted in front of him, and he returned to Zi Mansion.

Jiaojiao stared at the several seal characters below the black imperial seal hanging beside her.

Before she could open her mouth, Wang Dalu made a deep and sincere gesture to her.

"Junior Wang Dalu thanks senior Jiaojiao!"

Jiaojiao looked like she was enjoying herself, so she followed the tone of those seniors.

"Well, children can be taught."


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