Chapter 677 Comparable to the sage Wang Yangming [1]
That is the essence and blood of heavenly beings. As powerful beings, many people have a large family of descendants behind them, but there are not many powerful beings who are willing to use their own essence and blood to extend the lives of their descendants.
On the one hand, the essence and blood of celestial beings is too precious, and it is directly related to the background of the strong ones in the celestial realm. You must know that the strong ones in the celestial realm are also divided into strong and weak ones. Needless to say, the strong ones naturally have more essence and blood.
There are tens or even hundreds of drops. For a weak person, the essence and blood may only be a dozen drops.
It can be imagined that the old man Wuliang originally tried to seal the destiny dragon in Zhu Houzhao's body with secret techniques. He just used his own essence and blood. In the end, the essence and blood was absorbed by an old eunuch, but he didn't even have a trace of his most beloved descendants.
Even though I am aging, I am not willing to give up even a drop of my essence and blood.
The old man Wuliang, who was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, stared at Qin An, wishing that he would smash Qin An to pieces right away.
However, no matter how angry he was, Old Man Wuliang did not forget that the most important thing in the way was how to control Zhu Houzhao and seize the majestic destiny of the Ming Dynasty.
That is a divine dragon of great luck at the level of ten thousand feet. Once it can be captured, the majestic luck will be added to it. If nothing else, there will be no problem at least breaking through to the Heavenly Master realm.
Shao Yuanjie's reminder made Zhu Houzhao stunned for a moment. What exactly is the Dragon of Luck? With his connection with the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao more or less understood it, but he didn't know how to use the Dragon of Luck.
Seeing the furious look of old man Wuliang now, even Zhu Houzhao, who was slow to react, knew that there must be something weird about the drop of blood just now. Otherwise, the unscrupulous old man would not have such a big reaction.
Zhu Houzhao, who had no idea that he had escaped death, was naturally wary when he looked at the unscrupulous old man again.
Wang Yangming had just been knocked back by the blow of Old Man Wuliang. However, because of the protection of the Divine Dragon of Luck, Wang Yangming did not suffer much damage, but it made Wang Yangming vaguely aware of some methods of using the Divine Dragon of Luck.
Wang Yangming stood up and strode towards the old man Wuliang, saying at the same time: "Your Majesty, please lend me the power of the Divine Dragon of Luck to kill the enemy!"
Zhu Houzhao's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. Yes, since the Dragon of Luck has the ability to protect others, why can't it help others kill their enemies?
With a thought in his mind, Zhu Houzhao immediately drove the Qi Luck Divine Dragon to pour it into Wang Yangming's body.
Then he saw the ten-thousand-foot-long Divine Dragon of Luck branching out into a body that was a thousand feet tall and turning into a smaller dragon of destiny that roared and sank into Wang Yangming's body.
The moment the Divine Dragon of Luck sank into Wang Yangming's body, Wang Yangming felt as if he was filled with endless power, and at the same time, there was a faint feeling of pain all over his body.
"I've made it!"
A flash of enlightenment flashed through his heart, and Wang Yangming understood that the reason why he felt like he was going to explode was because his own body was not strong enough to support such a huge destiny dragon entering his body.
As the saying goes, if you wear a crown, you must bear its weight. There is a certain amount of water that a bucket can hold. If you forcefully pour it in, there will only be one result, that is, the bucket will burst.
Wang Yangming is in such a state now. Fortunately, Wang Yangming's own realm is extremely profound, almost comparable to that of ancient sages. Therefore, with such majestic Qi entering his body, Wang Yangming can actually survive with his own fate. If it were replaced by
For others, if such a majestic energy entered their bodies, they would be unable to bear it and die on the spot.
There was a bit of disdain on Old Man Wuliang's face. It is true that the power of the Luck Divine Dragon can be used, but not everyone can borrow it. First of all, it depends on whether you have the kind of destiny and ability to withstand huge luck.
Respect the position, otherwise, if the divine dragon of luck enters the body, there is only one way to die.
Secondly, it depends on whether your own realm is sufficient and whether you can control such a huge destiny. Otherwise, there is no problem in using the power of luck to improve one or two realms, but if you cross several realms, it is not.
Too realistic.
All civil and military officials in the Ming Dynasty are in the eyes of old man Wuliang. It can be said that those with the strongest cultivation, such as Wang Yangming, Shao Yuanjie and others, are only at the peak of the innate world. Even if they have a noble destiny and can withstand the divine dragon of luck, they can only use their strength at most.
After being promoted to the realm of Grand Master or Supreme Grand Master, as for the realm of gods and humans, it's not that Old Man Wuliang looks down on everyone present, he really doesn't believe that anyone has such a fate and character.
But at this moment, old man Wuliang opened his mouth wide, with a look of disbelief on his face. He just stared at Wang Yangming as he walked towards him step by step. His aura soared crazily. With every step he took, Wang Yangming's aura started to change.
Earth-shaking changes.
Grandmaster, Grandmaster, Supreme Grandmaster, when Wang Yangming showed pain, but took the last step firmly, his aura seemed to have crossed a barrier, and he was instantly elevated to the realm of heaven and man.
Old Man Wuliang, who took a breath of cold air, stared at Wang Yangming as if he were looking at some monster, and said with great horror: "This is impossible, how could you, a mere mortal, have such an incredible destiny to withstand such a heavy weight?"
Great luck."
Wang Yangming endured the pain that was about to explode all over his body, but his eyes were calm. Wang Yangming, who had already established a sect and established a doctrine, was in a state of mind comparable to that of a sage. It was naturally beyond the imagination of old man Wuliang, so he could withstand such a huge fortune and even
You can also control this surge of power.
Wang Yangming was a man of literary and military skills. He could rule the world with his pen and rule the world with his sword. Before King Ning's Rebellion, who could have imagined that a seemingly weak scholar like Wang Yangming could dispatch troops and generals to put down the rebellion easily?
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Wang Yangming, who was blessed by the Dragon of Luck and whose strength skyrocketed, looked at the old man Wuliang as if he were an ordinary person. He sighed softly and chanted: "There is no good or disgusting body, and there are good and evil actions. Know good and know evil.
It is conscience, doing good and avoiding evil is the pursuit of things."
As he spoke, Wang Yangming punched the old man Wuliang lightly and said, "Let's take the Wang Xinxin punch."
Wang Yangming carried forward the lineage of Xin Xue, and the Xin Fist he casually mentioned was actually just a punch of his own free will, but under the blessing of his state of mind comparable to that of a sage, that punch was extraordinary.
Especially now that Wang Yangming has reached the realm of heaven and man in terms of strength and state of mind, even a casual punch is naturally extraordinary. At least in the eyes of old man Wuliang, Wang Yangming's light punch seems to be acting.
The great road between heaven and earth is universal.
"Ah, this is impossible..."
With a scream, Old Man Wuliang subconsciously punched out to meet Wang Yangming's punch. This shows how much Wang Yangming's changes shocked Old Man Wuliang.
With a bang, old man Wuliang groaned and stepped back several steps, looking at Wang Yangming with a look of disbelief on his face.
Wang Yangming just paused for a moment, then took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and saw the big red copper cauldron standing in the middle of the altar suddenly flying towards Wang Yangming.
"Shanhe Sheji, town!"
With Wang Yangming's current strength and state, he can naturally feel the extraordinary quality of such a large red copper cauldron on the altar.
After being refined by luck, when Zhu Houzhao offered sacrifices to heaven, the cauldron, which had special symbolic significance, naturally absorbed the luck and underwent miraculous changes.
Nowadays, this big cauldron can be said to be connected with the luck of the Ming Dynasty, and it can almost be regarded as an artifact of luck.
At this moment, Wang Yangming was holding the big red copper cauldron with one hand and smashed it towards the old man Wuliang with one foot. The scene seemed a bit inconsistent, but the old man Wuliang gritted his teeth in anger.
This cauldron turned out to be an artifact of luck. Where the hell did this dynasty of luck come from? How could a new dynasty of luck have such majestic luck, and even the artifact of luck?
It can all happen, which is too abnormal.
"Damn it!"
With an angry curse, a large flag appeared in old man Wuliang's hand. Azure light was rippling on this large flag. When it shook slightly, it was as if he could hear the sound of the boundless lake swaying.
"Infinite banners, floods will destroy the world!"
I heard old man Wuliang shouting loudly and violently shaking the flag in his hand towards Wang Yangming and others. Immediately, he saw boundless water flowing out from the big flag, as if the Milky Way was pouring down.
Boundless water fell from the sky, and it looked like it could flood the entire Ming Dynasty.
Although Zhu Houzhao, Yang Yiqing and others who were watching the battle were shocked by the tyranny of Wang Yangming's strength, they were really stunned at this moment.
The boundless flood was surging forward, which was really scary.
With a slight frown on his brow, Wang Yangming held the red copper cauldron with one hand, glanced at the old man Wuliang, reached out and threw the red copper cauldron, and shouted in his mouth: "Shanhe Sheji, take it away!"
Suddenly, the Ming Dynasty Territory Map cast on the big cauldron suddenly burst out with immeasurable divine light. The mouth of the big cauldron was radiating light. The red copper cauldron rising in the air seemed to have turned into a black hole.
The pouring flood was completely absorbed into the cauldron.
"What!"
The old man Wuliang who exclaimed obviously did not expect that such a big cauldron could have such a function.
At the moment when old man Wuliang was surprised, Wang Yangming held a sword and pointed at old man Wuliang, and at the same time said to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Majesty, please borrow the Ming territory map for use!"
Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing, reached out and threw out the map of the territory of the Ming Dynasty and said, "Just take it, Mr. An Guo."
Wang Yangming laughed heartily and proudly. He stretched out his hand to grab it and saw that the map of the Ming Dynasty fell into his hands.
For some reason, old man Wuliang had a somewhat bad feeling in his heart at this moment. The Ming dynasty was really so mysterious that he couldn't see through it at all, as if a surprising existence appeared inadvertently.
First there was the ten-thousand-foot-level luck dragon, then there was a monster like Wang Yangming that could withstand such majestic luck, and then there was a luck artifact like the red copper cauldron.
Now such a volume of territory map appeared again, but he couldn't understand the territory map of the Ming Dynasty, but seeing how solemn Wang Yangming was about it, I'm afraid this is also a great rare treasure.
Looking at the map of the Ming Dynasty in Wang Yangming's hand, old man Wuliang put away the flags in his hands and put on a protective posture. It was obvious that Wang Yangming's series of methods had suppressed old man Wuliang.
