Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Zhao Hongming frowned, and deep confusion appeared on his face.

There are descriptions of the fate of the country and longevity both in the ancient tombs of the Yin State and here, but the conclusions of the two are completely different.

Who is right and who is wrong?

Or are both right?
  Zhao Hongming had no way of knowing.

He put away these clueless thoughts, turned to Zongzheng and asked, "I wonder why Master Zongzheng brought me here to tell me this?"

The patriarch explained: "This matter is a legacy left by the previous king. After all the kings of Wei came to the throne, they were required to see him in front of his body, kneel down and offer incense, and perform three prostrations and nine kowtows to receive his protection."

The doubts between Zhao Hongming's brows deepened.

You have obviously worshiped in the ancestral temple, why do you have to worship alone again?
  "The great foresight of the late king is indispensable to our Wei Dynasty today. The legacy he left behind must have profound meaning. Your Majesty, you can rest assured and don't need to think too much," Zong Zheng said enlighteningly.

"Did the previous generations of Wei kings do this?" Zhao Hongming asked, doubts still lingering in his heart.

"Natural." The sect leader said firmly.

Zhao Hongming walked up to the first King of Wei and looked at him carefully.

The body of the first generation king lay flat on the jade bed of ice, and the cold air was restrained on his body.

Even after more than two hundred years, there was no sign of decay on the body of the first King of Wei.

At first glance, it looks like he is asleep.

But with his powerful soul power, he could clearly feel that the first generation King Wei had no heartbeat and breathing, and he was indeed dead.

"The late king's body was well protected, and it didn't show any signs of deterioration for so many years." Zhao Hongming said curiously.

Zong Zheng replied: "The late king was a martial artist in the Wudan realm during his lifetime, and his cultivation was one of the few in the world at that time. Although his cultivation eventually declined, his body was that of a martial artist in the Wudan realm. After countless tempers, his Qi and blood were strong. With the help of Han Yu, we can maintain it till now."

Zhao Hongming was a little surprised: "Please ask Mr. Zongzheng to preside over the ceremony."

Zong Zheng didn't say much, but took out a yellow futon and placed it in front of the body of the first King of Wei.

"Great Ancestor, today the new emperor has ascended the throne, and I have come here to pay homage and receive fragrant food." Zong Zheng knelt down deeply several times, looked at Zhao Hongming and said, "Your Majesty, you can begin."

Zhao Hongming nodded.

Wearing a dragon robe, he faced the body of the first King of Wei with a solemn expression, preparing to perform the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows.

Zhao Hongming clasped his hands together and placed them on his chest, then bowed ninety degrees, then knelt down, put his hands on the ground, and touched his forehead to the ground for the first time to prostrate.

Throughout the process, incense is burned continuously to show respect.

After completing the first prostrations, Zhao Hongming stood up, turned ninety degrees to the left, faced the incense burner again, and performed the second prostrations.

This process is repeated three times for a total of nine knocks.

In total, it is called the Three Bows and Nine Kowtows ceremony.

During the process of prostrating, Zong Zheng lit the special cigarette and gently placed it on the incense burner engraved with the unicorn pattern.

In the incense burner, smoke curled up.

After a while, the aroma overflowed.

The cramped space was filled with the scent of sandalwood.

I don’t know if it was Zhao Hongming’s misunderstanding, but during the worship process, he sensitively discovered that there were special changes in his body.

This change is very slight, not visible to the naked eye, nor is it a physical change.

It's hard to spot if you're not paying attention.

Zhao Hongming silently operated Wu Shijing.

The four ancient seals hidden in his chest sent out a wave of fluctuations, making his heart palpitate.

Then he had strange perceptions.

Somewhere in the dark, Zhao Hongming seemed to find that the national destiny that was pressing on his blood was peeling away, and it was gathering towards the first generation king in front of him.

Just like streams and rivers, eager to merge into the sea.

Zhao Hongming's eyes changed.

Thinking of what he saw in the ancient tomb of Yin State, and the instructions left by the first king, he became alert and quietly used Wu Shi Jing to forcibly take back the stripped national destiny.

Although he still doesn't know what the purpose of the first generation king is, he thinks it's better to be careful.

He maintains the most basic awe of the unknown.

As for the so-called blessing of the first generation king, it had little impact on him.

Zhao Hongming glanced at Zong Zheng.

The old man with the mole between his eyebrows did not notice his little thoughts.

It seems that Zongzheng is unaware of the secrets and is just following the instructions of his ancestors.

Zhao Hongming didn't think any more, and after bowing, he said to Zong Zheng: "Doctor Zong Zheng, is this all right for me?"

Zong Zheng nodded and said, "That's it, Your Majesty."

Zhao Hongming stood up, looked at the body of the First King thoughtfully, and turned to leave.

Worshiping the ancestral temple was the last step after the new emperor ascended the throne. After doing so, Zhao Hongming devoted himself to cultivation and preparations to destroy Han.

At the enthronement ceremony, Zhao Hongming showed that his cultivation was enough to suppress the officials in the court.

Coupled with the wish stone he handed over from Zhengyimen, the national treasury is temporarily rich.

The reason is that after he issued the order to destroy Han, there was not even a voice of objection from the upper and lower court.

The entire Wei State quickly implemented his will.

The war machine begins to stir.

The most excited about this was Wu Qi and his [-] subordinates.

Most of them are martial artists, without the guidance of famous teachers, and their cultivation foundation is not solid.

Not long ago, after systematic training in the Zhengyi Sect, many martial artists with better understanding have gained a lot and their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

The current group of Wei soldiers are no longer satisfied with their current status and are eager to make contributions on the battlefield.

However, there were only [-] Wei soldiers, who could only be regarded as elites. It was still not enough to destroy Han's army of [-] to [-] soldiers.

These Wei soldiers were all created by Zhao Hongming. It would be a waste if they were thrown into the Korean battlefield to take the lead.

So Zhao Hongming negotiated with the court ministers for a few days, and mobilized another [-] Chinese troops, and another [-] from major martial arts forces and civilians. The Eastern Army and the Northern Army each had [-], and a total of [-] troops were destroyed. Han.

After the beginning of spring, when the weather warmed up, Zhao Hongming chose an auspicious day and appointed Wu Qi as the general to conquer South Korea, with Cen Xiu as his deputy, and sent troops to attack South Korea.

This is the first time since the founding of the Wei State that it has launched so many troops to attack a country.

In the past, the impression given by the Wei State has been that its national strength is inferior to that of Chu, its military strength is inferior to that of Zhao, its financial resources are inferior to that of Qi, its armor is inferior to that of Han, and its horses are inferior to that of Yan.

Among the six countries, there are not many places worthy of praise from the world.

Otherwise, Chu would not have taken the lead in uniting South Korea and Zhao to attack Wei.

Now that Zhao Hongming has ascended the throne, the accumulated national power of the six generations of Wei kings has completely exploded in his hands.

All countries in the world were shocked.

Countless people turned their attention to Wei.

All of a sudden there was a storm.

Just when Zhao Hongming sent troops to attack South Korea, Zhang Yizheng was leisurely enjoying the songs and dances of Chu in the beautiful spring palace.

Chu State is a neighboring country with South Korea and Wei State, and has an alliance with South Korea. Although Zhao Hongming said that if anyone supports South Korea, Wei will treat them equally and attack them all.

But in the eyes of the ministers in the court, they should not open two fronts if possible.

Just focus on conquering South Korea first.

Therefore, it is necessary to stabilize Chu State.

Zhao Hongming knew that Zhang Yi was good at making suggestions and lobbying, so he sent him as an envoy to Chu to ask the King of Chu to remain neutral.

Zhang Yi did not refuse, and immediately accepted the order happily. He had already arrived in Chu State before Zhao Hongming sent troops to attack South Korea.

Chu State is located in the south, with a good red air and a mild climate.

Just after the first lunar month, Yingdu was already extremely bright and could not feel the slightest chill.

Zhang Yi, who is already twenty years old, has a slender figure and sharp eyes. He is admiring the dance with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

"Your Majesty is here."

Zhang Yi's eyes moved, and he knew that his mission was coming.

After staying for a few days, he finally met the king of Chu.

Following the voice of the palace attendant, King Chu Lie, the king of Chu, appeared in the main hall of the palace.

King Chu Lie has a powerful face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and sharp eyes, revealing a domineering air.

He was wearing red brocade clothes, trimmed with gold thread, and a jade pendant on the lapel, shining with red light, looking noble and gorgeous.

Under Zhang Yi's gaze, King Chu Lie sat on the dark red dragon chair.

"See His Majesty the King of Chu!"

Zhang Yi hurriedly stood up and knelt down to a Chu Lie King.

King Chu Lie said solemnly: "Envoy, please get up. I don't know why your envoy came here this time."

Zhang Yi raised his head and looked at King Chu Lie.

In his eyes, this is an energetic, arrogant king, but also a fool full of greed and easy to be exploited.

The Crimson Palace Master has reached the realm of creation, but he has no sense of crisis. He even regards the Chihe Palace Master's breakthrough as his own credit.

It is really stupid, far inferior to His Majesty's literary, Taoist and military strategies.

His appearance is also not comparable to that of his Majesty.

"Your Majesty, my Majesty sent me here to discuss a major matter." Zhang Yi stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "We, the State of Wei, are willing to make a bloody alliance with the State of Chu to resist together. Other countries.”

King Chu Lie frowned.

In fact, South Korea had sent an envoy not long ago, promising huge profits to help him.

The ministers of the DPRK and China also advised him to kill Wei's envoys and form an alliance with South Korea to protect South Korea.

However, he didn't like a country like South Korea where assassins were rampant, and he didn't want to be an enemy of the powerful Wei State.

Zhang Yi saw King Chu Lie's hesitation and continued: "If Chu can form an alliance with Wei and not support South Korea, we, Wei, are willing to dedicate the [-] miles of land that captured South Korea to Chu."

Zhang Yi's tone was full of temptation.

His words made King Chu Lie feel moved.

King Chu Lie's eyes couldn't help but light up.

He wanted the eight hundred miles of land.

Expanding territory is an irresistible temptation for any emperor.

If we can take over the [-] miles of land that Wei conquered Korea, it will make Chu's territory even wider.

But he also understood that if he stood idly by, South Korea might not be able to survive Wei's crusade.

Chu will lose an ally.

"I need time to think about it." King Chu Lie said in a deep voice.

"Okay, then the foreign minister will wait for news from the king in Yingdu."

Zhang Yi left the hall with a smile.

He knew he had successfully sown the seeds of greed, and all he had to do was wait for the results.

A few days later, Zhang Yi appeared again in the palace of King Chu.

He brought a document, which was Wei's commitment document.

It clearly says: As long as Chu and Wei form an alliance and jointly attack South Korea, Wei will unconditionally donate half of the land that destroyed Han, totaling [-] miles, to Chu.

King Chu Lie looked at this commitment letter and his heart was filled with joy.

He decided to believe Zhang Yi's words.

But he alone couldn't quite make up his mind.

He can still make up his mind in the court, but Chu State also has Chihe Palace.

This martial arts force, which is considered to be the best in the world, has the only Creation Realm martial artist in the world.

If he wants to do such a big thing, he must get the consent of the Lord of Chihe Palace.

King Chu Lie hesitated and said: "Messenger of the State of Wei, please wait a little while Rong Gu thinks about it again."

Zhang Yi said with a smile: "Your Majesty, are you waiting for news from the Palace Master of Chihe Palace?"

"This matter is very involved. I just need to think about it carefully." King Chu Lie did not admit it in order to maintain his dignity as the leader of the country.

Zhang Yi saw the disguised expression on King Chu Li's face, and he could see into his psychology at a glance, and said: "Your Majesty, during the time when the foreign ministers came to Yingdu, they have never seen the Lord of Chihe Palace. I heard about Chihe Palace. The Lord is the best warrior in the world. I wonder if your Majesty can make a recommendation and let the foreign ministers honor him for a while? It just so happens that the foreign ministers also want to hear the views of the Lord of Chihe Palace on the alliance with Wei. "

A trace of imperceptible joy flashed in King Chu Lie's eyes, and he said, "Well, since the envoy has such an idea, I should fulfill my duties as the host and guest."

"Then there's King Lao."

The next day.

In the main hall of Yingdu Palace, Hai Chaosheng, the master of Chihe Palace, arrived as promised.

When he first entered the palace, Zhang Yi was startled, and his whole body seemed to be under great pressure.

This martial artist who has been promoted to the Creation Realm has red hair, a tall figure, and stands as tall as a pine tree.

Hai Chaosheng's face was profound and his eyes were so sharp that no one dared to look directly at him.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are balls of flames burning in its pupils.

The energy and blood in his body was like an ocean. Standing in front of him was like standing in front of the sun, and even the air became hot.

Obviously, as a warrior in the Creation Realm, Hai Chaosheng's cultivation has reached an unbelievable level, and there is a profound aura wafting around his body, which makes people feel awe.

Hai Chaosheng looked at Zhang Yi and said, "I heard that your Wei State wants to form an alliance with the Chu State. After destroying South Korea, are you willing to share South Korea's [-]-mile territory?"

Zhang Yi quickly calmed down and said, "That's right. As long as Chu State is willing to agree, we are willing to offer it unconditionally."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Hai Chaosheng said with a sneer.

Zhang Yi said under pressure: "Palace Master, your cultivation is extremely powerful. No one in the world can compare with you. Do you think our Wei State is willing to take such a risk to deceive you? If I deceive you, I will I will definitely die without a burial place. I will not joke with my life."

Hai Chaosheng couldn't help but nodded.

Zhang Yi struck while the iron was hot and gritted his teeth and said: "Palace Master, Your Majesty, if you are still worried, you can do this. As long as the Chu State does not support South Korea, I will offer you eight hundred miles of land. How about it?" (End of Chapter)