one person is right

Chapter 588

Buzz!
Boom!Boom!Boom!

call--

There was a constant buzzing sound coming from the house.

Along with the shaking of the door frame, a gust of wind blew through the crack of the door, making a piercing whistling sound.

Xiang Ran, who was guarding the law outside the door, listened to the movement behind him, felt the terrifying coercion in the room, and doubts arose in his heart.

"According to Master Uncle, he seems to be using a new spell, but I don't know what it's useful for, but there is such a movement, and seeing how solemn he is, this spell must be very important to him! "

Suddenly, she thought of what her master was trying a few years ago.

"Master has traveled around the world over the years, constantly comprehending and creating new spells, in order to improve life, and then integrate what he has seen and heard throughout his life, build a dreamland of Taoyuan, and break the barrier between heaven and man. Could it be that uncle is the same ? After all, he can walk out of the secret realm of Taihua and not be rejected by heaven and earth, at least he has never broken the boundary between heaven and man..."

"...The land spans thousands of miles, there are hundreds of millions of soldiers and horses, constant strength and barbarians, resisting the rites of the Central Plains, lies in the Rongdi, nothing is greater!"

In Dingxiang City, in front of Chen Cuo, a spot of blood flickered indefinitely, and many scenes swarmed out of it, changing endlessly.

Feeling the heavy charm hidden in the illusion, Chen Cuo's mind became more and more clear.

"This sentence is obviously to evaluate the Turkic forces from the perspective of the Central Plains, but this is also normal. After all, in this era, the Central Plains' culture is prosperous and splendid, and its technological level is also the best in the world. It is in a state of strong output of culture and technology. The countries and tribes around the Central Plains, whether friendly or hostile, intentional or unintentional, must accept the influence of the Central Plains culture. In this regard, the rise and fall of culture also has its power , in the future, I will find an opportunity to realize it..."

In a blink of an eye, in the illusion, the long river rushes and flows, bringing countless fragments of the past, like twinkling stars, passing by in a short period of time, falling into Chen Cuo's eyes, intertwined with spiritual consciousness, and into his heart.

Such rapid changes actually contain a historical scene of hundreds or thousands of years!
With so much content roaring into the bottom of my heart, even a sex cultivator who specializes in mind and soul will be too dazzled, and even the mind can't bear the huge torrent of scenes!
But Chen Cuo hand pinched the seal formula, and there were twelve stars twinkling in his heart, outlining the phantom of the long river, exuding a heavy breath, the brilliance intertwined with the long river, outlining the complex lines glowing with light, vividly drawing those from the outside world The fragments of the scenes that come are calm, disassembled, explored, and analyzed one by one!
"The bloodline of this Lifushe is quite pure, and it can be traced back to the source of the rise of the Turkic clan. The historical fragments of the rise of this clan have all been deposited deep in his bloodline, and now they are rushing out..."

Intermittent historical fragments, under the connection of the long river, gradually have a complete context.

After a few breaths, in Chen Cuo's mind, he slowly built a clearer development route——

The tribes nomadic in the Jinshan area of ​​the grassland grew stronger in the turmoil. In the era when the Eastern and Western Weis stood side by side, Tiele was defeated and more than [-] households were taken in. Since then, the foundation of the great clan has been established, and when the Northern Qi Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty replaced the Yuan Wei Dynasty , defeated the original prairie overlord Rouran, and rose completely.

During this whole process, big and small things happened inside and outside the Turkic tribe, like a tributary, scattered in history, separated and combined, but finally gradually gathered and twisted into one strand.

Chen Cuo reached out his hand and grabbed the drop of blood, and a little starlight fell into his hand.

"In this way, the foundation for the prosperity of this family has been built!"

After that, the historical scene changed drastically, like a revolving lantern, moving faster and faster. After the Turks experienced rapid development, under the leadership of Sabolo Khan, the actual land area under their control reached a very astonishing level. !

The drop of blood trembled violently.

Correspondingly, Qi Lifushe covered his head suddenly, and his whole body trembled.

Immediately, the ball of blood began to show signs of collapsing and scattering.

Seeing this scene, Chen Cuo already understood.

"The peak of prosperity is also the beginning of decline, the peak of prosperity and decline, and the desert at dusk."

Sure enough, the historical scene that followed was that the huge nomadic empire split from east to west and turned into two parts.

"puff!"

As soon as Li Fu set a mouthful of blood, he froze.

Along with it, the strong luck that was originally wrapped around him also began to dissipate slowly, and part of it wrapped around the drop of blood.

In the blood, there is a bit more gray color.

At this moment, Chen Cuo stretched out his hand to grab it again, and a bit of darkness flew out of it, and it also landed on his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the fragments of many historical scenes became more and more scattered, but the details and content became more detailed and abundant. Gradually, the luck that was about to dissipate gathered again towards Qi Lifushe, and together with it, Seeing that drop of blood that was already dim, it glowed with brilliance again!

"After the division of the Turks, this Lifushe belonged to the Eastern Turkic Khanate, which occupied the grasslands in the northern part of the Central Plains. Taking advantage of the war in the Central Plains, the influence went south and penetrated the northern part of the Central Plains. The prosperity of the Central Plains is much stronger than that of the Western Regions and the barren grasslands in the river, and it has a large population. It has become less, but the overall strength has risen instead, and it is the eve of another prosperity! The cycle of prosperity and decline is really endless..."

Whether it is the historical context of later generations, or the deduction of power in today's world, it all reflects such a trend.

Even vaguely, Chen Cuo was still in the scene around the drop of blood, and saw the scene of Qi Lifu leading the horse across the territory.

But compared to the Turkic Yehu in front of him, he in that clip is older.

Snapped!
With a soft sound, all the hallucinations dissipated.

A moment ago, the room was still full of boiling scenes, but in the blink of an eye, it was calm.

Qi Lifushe straightened up even more, and then slumped on the chair.

Chen Cuo waved his hand, and the drop of blood flew over and landed in front of him.

In the blood, light and shadow flow, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, listen carefully, and you can catch the sound of gold and iron horses.

Just staring at this drop of blood, the aura in Chen Cuo's heart flickered and changed, vaguely sketching out a strange scene.

"Although the Turkic tribe is not as perfect as the Central Plains in terms of state system, since its rise, it has absorbed the essence of the Quartet and improved the law of the tribe. It has more or less a legal system, and there are also leaders and positions in it. It can barely be regarded as One dynasty, so what is contained in this drop of blood is the rise and fall of the dynasty."

With this in mind, he swept away the blood with a wave of his hand.

However, although the blood receded, there was still a little starlight left in the original place, and the light and dark were staggered, which was pinched by Chen Cuo.

"The twelve kinds of road signs are the pillars of the way of rise and fall, but there is no specific thing, and this method of dissociation is to use the power of the road signs to analyze the specific things between heaven and earth, refine the rise and fall, and integrate them into the embryonic form of dreams , to shape the foundation of my own practice, rise and fall is the way, practice is me, and they cannot be confused..."

While speaking, a little bit of starlight also flew up in his other hand, which also changed in brightness and darkness, but there was a faint light of fire revealed in this bit of starlight.

"The rise and fall of Turks, the rise and fall of Zoroastrianism, a dynasty, and a religion, all of which have actually appeared in the present world, can be used for comparison, and can be used to make dreams come true."

As he said that, two starlights suddenly flew up, from his eyes straight into his heart, and fell into a cloud of mist.

Suddenly, Chen Cuo's heart was full of inspiration!

He immediately circulated his thoughts according to the method of Taihua Dreamland, the fog faintly expanded, and the inner scene was ups and downs.

Outside the house, a little thunder shuttled through the clouds!

But soon, the thunder light dissipated.

At the bottom of Chen Cuo's heart, the fog gradually shrank and stagnated in front of the Taoist in his heart.

The Taoist stretched out his hand to grab it, and then surrounded the fog, trying to absorb his own aura.

"It's not enough. The dream of Taoyuan rests on the monk's all-in-one knowledge. These alone are not enough to support it. At least three kinds of rise and fall must be found to reflect the number of the five elements! In addition, the points of the orifice The Dharma is not complete, so my real body cannot be perfected, the three flowers cannot correspond to each other, the three flowers reflect the spirit, the acupoints correspond to the spirit... huh?"

As the mist melted into the spiritual light, Chen Cuo's heart trembled slightly. In the dimness, he seemed to see someone, and he was writing quickly, describing his footprints along the way!

In a trance, the long river roared, and the connection between him and the long river of history became a little closer!
"Who is this person? It seems to have a great relationship with me, and it even involves the way of rise and fall!"

With a heartbeat, Chen Cuo was about to follow the connection to investigate, but suddenly, a bloody light came from the void, shattering this connection!
"Someone is obstructing!"

at the same time.

Outside Dingxiang City, Zhang Lun and his party, more than 50 people, have reached the city gate.

The guards in the city came to greet him one after another.

"You don't have to be so polite." He waved his hand with a haughty look on his face, "I came here on the order of the Great Khan to identify the real and fake disciples of Taihua Mountain. You guys lead the way quickly!"

As he spoke, he looked at the half-destroyed city wall in the distance, frowned, showing disgust.

"The monks, relying on supernatural powers and spells to run amok, do not pay attention to the laws and regulations, it is really hateful, this time to investigate the authenticity of that person, if it is true, it is fine, if it is false, this time It can't be that easy!"

While speaking, their group had already entered the city.

This scene fell into the eyes of the two of them.

The two stood on a hill.

One has a red face, a burly figure, long eyes and beards, and is wearing a frontier battle armor, but there is no sword on his body, but he is holding a cattail fan.

The other person is a little boy, who looks to be only three or four years old. He wears a blue shirt and holds up his fingers. Looking at the group of people, he said in a childlike voice, "This group of people are running towards that standing road." Did the person go there? Why, do you want to follow the past? After all, that person has touched the principle of the long river several times in the past half a month, and he may have found the trick."

"Don't worry." The red-faced man flapped his cattail fan, "wait a minute, you and I have lost our past legends, and our real names have been usurped, so we must get help from this person, but the timing of meeting is very important, otherwise it will be difficult to win trust Because of him. I have some relationship with him, but I have never met him after all.”

(End of this chapter)