Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 110 Zhao Kuo: From today on, I will go crazy!

Of course, Huang Lin would not explain the disadvantages and bad parts of the dynasty.

Just pour chicken soup on the Southern Song emperor opposite!
Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Zhao Kuo toasted and drank, even pretending not to hear the phrase "No Song's Year Coin".

After holding the cup to Huang Lin, he asked with envy in his eyes:

"There is such a dynasty in later generations? How did the Taoist master bring the book of later generations to this dynasty?"

"Huang came here after more than a hundred years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Daoist just said. Soaring?"

Zhao Kuo deeply suspected that he had heard wrong.

"That's right, Feisheng. Huang's original name was Huang Lin. After he became a teacher of Mount Hua, he was also called Huang Bulin. Before Feisheng, he was conferred the title of 'Xuanyuan Puhua Daoist' by the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, so he called himself Xuanyuanzi."

"Sigh~"

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Kuo suddenly frowned and asked:

"Since Ascension, why did you come to Da Song? Shouldn't it be Feisheng Immortal Realm?"

"Hey, on the way to the ascension, I was attacked by a string of Buddhist beads flying from the upper realm. I came here inexplicably. Huang has not yet figured out who did it."

After Huang Lin finished speaking, he shook his head with a wry smile.

"Sigh~~"

The temperature in the gazebo has risen again.

Zhao Kuo had believed in Huang Lin as early as when he produced "Song History".

Seeing him sad at this time, I don't know how to comfort him.

I had to change the topic and ask:

"I don't know how a real person cultivates and can ascend to the sky. Can others learn from it?"

"The officials want to learn?"

Seeing Zhao Kuo nodding hastily, Huang Lin shook his head.

"Before the ascension, the emperor of Ming Dynasty also asked this question. Unfortunately, the time Huang can stay before ascension is too short, and the cultivation method has not been perfected, so it cannot be passed on to others for the time being."

"Why? But because of qualifications?"

"No, it's because the kung fu is quite flawed. People who practice this kung fu are in danger of dying from blood depletion. If Huang hadn't had an adventure in his early years, he might have been a dead bone in the tomb!"

Speaking of this, Huang Lin looked rejoicing, but in his heart he wanted to send himself a statuette.

Zhao Kuo's face was a little disappointed, who wouldn't want to learn the skill of ascension.

He couldn't help asking:
"How can a real person's skills be perfected?"

Good question!

Huang Lin sighed in his heart, "My performance is not in vain. After talking so much, it's finally time for the show!"

"A certain person cultivates the unity of Taoism and martial arts. If he wants to perfect his skills, he needs a lot of martial arts secrets and Taoist classics as resources."

"Then use the fate of the country as a guide to deduce it."

"When it is perfect, officials can practice."

Zhao Kuo's eyes showed surprise, and he couldn't help asking:
"National luck as a guide? But will it reduce the national luck?"

"The officials thought it was wrong. They just connected a trace of national luck with Huang's qi. In my Taoist school, this kind of practice is called Fulongting! After that, Huang and Da Song shared weal and woe."

Zhao Kuo bowed his head solemnly and thought carefully, considering whether the gains and losses were true or false.

After a long time, he raised his head and asked:

"How can the real Qi machine be connected to my Da Song?"

"One official seal is enough."

"How long does it take to perfect the exercises?"

"After the resources are ready, there is a big difference in terms of the strength of the country's luck."

When Huang Lin said this, he got up and walked out of the gazebo, unfolding his momentum, and after raising the true energy all over his body, his face was purple.

Then he raised his eyes and looked north, still pinching and counting in his hands.

After a while, Huang Lin returned to the gazebo after finishing his work.

Zhao Kuo's eyes were full of splendor.

It's not that he has never seen a martial arts master, the two servants just now are.

But Huang Lin's is obviously different, his momentum is like a mountain across the sky, his body is filled with purple energy, and he looks like a fairy.

As expected of a soaring Youdao cultivator!

"Really, how is it?"

"The fortune of the country is thin. If the funds and supplies are in place, it will take about 20 years if the current national fortune of the Song Dynasty is used as a guide."

"Year 20?"

Zhao Kuo just read his own biography, he still has 21 years to live!
Huang Lin knew what he was thinking, so he said:
"If the officials really want to cultivate, they can improve the national strength of the Song Dynasty. A strong national power means a strong national destiny."

"Military, people's livelihood, economy, culture and territory can all increase the country's fortune."

"Among them, the territory has increased the country's fortune the most. If the Song Dynasty can have the territory of the Tang Dynasty, it will only take half a year!"

Zhao Kuo immediately looked to the north.

There was a plan for the Northern Expedition, and now that he has the reference and comparison of later history books, he is even more confident.

Thinking of Huang Lin's celestial methods, he couldn't help but ask:

"Really, you already know about the Northern Expedition, what advice do you have?"

"The official is asking the wrong person. How does Huang understand these officialdom and military affairs with his heart on cultivation? However, some systems and official functions of the Ming court can be referred to by the official."

With that said, a thin booklet was handed out.

After Zhao Kuo took it, he didn't look through it in a hurry, but said:

"I have decided to suspend the Northern Expedition. After reading this "History of the Song Dynasty", I will clarify the internal problems of the Song Dynasty first!"

"It's up to the officials to decide on these matters. Huang should teach the officials a set of exercises first. The emperor and prince of Ming Dynasty also learned it. Although they can't fly, they can also make people energetic and prolong life!"

"Oh? What technique is it?"

Hearing that there is a way to prolong life, Zhao Kuo's eyes lit up.

"Huashan Mind Method!"

Afterwards, Huang Lin lived in the royal courtyard of Phoenix Mountain.

During this period, Huang Lin spent a lot of energy to dredge Zhao Kuo's meridians and regulate his body.

The snake gall and snake meat of Pu Siqu snake have never stopped.

Because Zhao Kuo is concerned about state affairs, he is busy with government affairs, and he is not young, even after more than three months, he has not yet felt angry.

On this day, he came to the Phoenix Mountain Imperial Court as usual.

After Huang Lin patted a trace of true energy, he silently looked at Zhao Kuo who was sitting cross-legged.

Zhao Kuo changed a lot at this time.

The most obvious thing is that new hair has grown, and the beard has become much thicker.

His face was rosy, and his body was much stronger than before.

It seems that this guy really abstained from sex in order not to perish!

It seems that several of his sons have died, so there are no children now, right? !

Huang Lin exudes thinking, thinking wildly.

These days, Zhao Kuo sent martial arts secrets and Taoist classics collected in the palace, and he gained a lot.

The "Golden Bell Jar" has been deduced several times.

After integrating all the external exercises such as "Iron Body Kung Fu", "Golden Bell Cover" is completely different, because it is a quick part of the first half, and there are no hidden dangers.

It's just that Huang Lin hasn't planned to practice yet.

At present, this skill book is strong, but it has too little effect of purifying bones, so he is not satisfied.

Huh?
Sensing the fluctuation of Zhao Kuo's breath, Huang Lin withdrew his thoughts.

Is this the first trace of inner strength?

"Ha ha ha ha."

Sure enough, Zhao Kuo opened his eyes and laughed out loud. Huang Lin had already described to him in detail what inner strength looked like.

In the past few months, this was the first time Huang Lin saw him smiling so heartily!

Then I heard Zhao Kuo say:

"I feel much better recently. With internal strength, I can handle more political affairs in the future."

"If the officials have such ambitions, the Great Song Dynasty is expected to rise again!"

What's more, he is also the emperor of one dynasty, so I still have to say good things about it.

Huang Lin actually had no idea whether the Southern Song Dynasty could be rejuvenated. This was a drawback that had existed since the founding of the country.

However, this is the fastest way he can think of to obtain a large amount of cultivation resources.

If not, think of another way!It's just going to be a lot slower.

When Zhao Kuo heard Huang Lin's praise, his face did not show color, but became heavy.

"Looking through the "History of the Song Dynasty", I realized that my Great Song Dynasty has been corrupted to this point. I have lived in the palace for a long time, and the farthest I have been is the West Lake. The memorials I received in the past are all polished and polished. I know too little!"

"It needs a big change!"

Speaking of this, his face was a little uncertain, as if there was something difficult to decide.

After a long time, he asked solemnly:
"My safety, can I entrust the real person?"

"Does the official want it?"

Huang Lin had a puzzled look on his face, not wanting to understand what he was going to do.

"If things go on like this, Da Song won't be able to hold on for long even if I repair and fix it. It's better to be ruthless, scrape off the carrion, and use strong medicine!"

"There will definitely be some people who will jump over the wall in a hurry. My death is a small thing, but my last hope in Da Song will not be extinguished."

"so."

　Thanks to "The Steel Egg of the Great Northern Wilderness" for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)