From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 132: Become a disciple of Huang Shigong and learn Qimen Dunjia (Please subscribe~)

In this way, Wu Fengdeng once again endured the extreme pain of his meridians being pulled and tugged. Screams were heard in the tightly closed tent of the deputy general, which made the surrounding soldiers feel pain when they heard them.

This time it lasted shorter than the last time. There was no movement in just three days. When Qingdai lifted the curtain and went in, she saw that Wu Fengdeng had already escaped from the pain.

But he was already sweating profusely and there was blood on his lips.

"Mr. Wu, how do you feel this time?" she stepped forward and asked with concern.

Wu Fengdeng waved his hands, took a long breath, and smiled calmly with bloodshot eyes: "It's much better than last time. Go get a basin of water."

"it is good!"

Seeing that he was not seriously injured, Qingdai walked out with the copper basin.

Wu Fengdeng clenched his fists, and suddenly there was a crisp explosion sound. The energy and blood in his body, which were much more abundant than before, slowly flowed. After many days, he finally broke through the shackles!

"At this moment, the meridians have reached the toughness of the late stage, and the Qi and blood have increased by about four to five times. The next direction of cultivation is to focus on Dantian and open up a place to store spiritual energy."

"The Bingfa Jue can still be used. Yang Jianwen's method is fierce and powerful, and is most suitable for breaking through the realm. It can be used until the late stage of Tuodan."

"Practice is one aspect, and my newly awakened military career as a [Strategist] is also the focus."

Wu Fengdeng wiped the sweat off his face and fell into deep thought: "Advisors are usually well-educated, and they know everything about astronomy, geography, and military tactics."

"I am only marching and fighting now, so I don't need to learn so much for now. I can just learn the most important military tactics first."

"But nowadays, counselors are all educated in the army. There are no military books in the army, so we have to find someone to learn from."

"Perhaps we can try the Jixia Academy. There are military strategists there. It would be best if we can find a senior who has attained enlightenment."

After sorting out his future cultivation ideas, Wu Fengdeng felt clear-headed. With Qingdai's help, he washed and changed his clothes before leaving the tent.

It was noon at this time. After asking Qingdai to go home first, Wu Fengdeng rode to the Jixia Academy outside Xianyang City.

"Brother Fengdeng!"

When I saw Jiang Qiyu again, she seemed taller than a month ago, and her light blue robe was decorated with green bamboo patterns sewn with gold thread.

Wu Fengdeng understood that this was the mark of a direct disciple of the Taoist school, and chuckled, "Did you pass the last training?"

Jiang Qiyu smiled and said, "Master said that there is no standard for training, it depends on one's heart."

After saying that, she stretched out her little hand from her sleeve and waved it in the air. A green shadow flew over from the pond next to her. It was the dragonfly from Qiling Mountain.

"It loves it here! I'm thinking of going out with it to see the mountains and rivers someday."

Wu Fengdeng nodded slightly, rubbed her head, and asked, "Qi Yu, is there any famous military strategist in your academy? I want to learn the art of war from you."

"Senior Military Strategist..."

Jiang Qiyu pursed her lips slightly, and then her eyes lit up: "Yes, there is a senior named Wei Zhe in the military family estate. It is said that he is an old minister of the previous king and is familiar with the art of war. Many generals now have studied under him."

"Can you show me?"

"Yes, yes, but I'm still a junior, and it would be impolite to show up directly. Can I ask the master to talk to him?"

"That's certainly the best!"

Considering the great importance of Master Su, Wu Fengdeng would be more than happy to have her as a lobbyist.

After Jiang Qiyu explained what happened, Yi Su didn't say much and led Wu Fengdeng and the other two to the area where the soldiers' families lived.

The School of Military Science is a relatively special one among the various schools of thought. It has no specific rules and its management is relatively loose. Its disciples are spread all over China, and very few of them stay in the Jixia Academy.

Therefore, the area of ​​the soldiers' families' property here is only a few acres, all with black walls and bricks and tiles, solemn and dignified, quite like the style of a military camp.

There is a three-story wooden building in the center, with flowers and plants, seasonal fruits and vegetables planted around it. Two servants are cleaning up the fallen leaves with brooms.

"Master Yisu!"

Seeing the three people coming, the two of them bowed and saluted, and Yisu nodded calmly: "Is your master here?"

"I am a distinguished guest. Please forgive me for my old age and frailty. Please go upstairs on your own."

An old and hoarse voice came from the third floor of the wooden building, and the two servants bowed and gestured for invitation.

Walking up to the wooden building, Wu Fengdeng suddenly felt a faint breath lingering around his body. He looked up and down at his body, especially the sun-covering on his left arm, which stayed for a moment.

Judging from the exploration with spiritual consciousness, he is obviously a Zhenwu master!

Wu Fengdeng's expression became more respectful as he followed Yi Su up the stairs and reached the open-air room on the third floor.

The room was spacious and simply furnished, with three bookshelves, a tea table, a chessboard, and a rattan armchair.

The breeze is blowing, it's very leisurely, quiet and calm.

"Master Yisu, long time no see."

The voice came from the chessboard. It came from a short old man in his seventies, with snow-white hair and beard, sharp eyes, and dressed in simple gray linen clothes. His dry palm was twisting a chess piece, which was hanging in the air and did not fall for a long time.

"Brother Wei, how are you these days?"

"That's great. I have your Taoist temple here to provide me with shelter. It's very nourishing."

"I have recently raised some green bamboos. Although they are not as good as the Xiangfei bamboos of the Yin-Yang School, they can also prolong life and nourish the spirit. I will send some back later."

Yi Su smiled slightly, and sat opposite him with her gray hair fluttering.

Wei Zhe said slowly, "Master, you are thoughtful. Please feel free to tell me why you came here this time."

Seeing that he took the initiative to talk about it, Yi Su said straight to the point: "Wu Fengdeng, I haven't met Brother Wei yet."

"Junior Fire Armor Army Wu Fengdeng, greets Senior Wei!"

He bowed respectfully and spoke in a loud voice. Even though he knew that Wei Zhe had seen through him, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Jiang Qiyu beside him also saluted.

"It's General Wu. I've heard a little about him recently. Today I see that he is indeed a young talent."

Wei Zhe stroked his beard and spoke, but the chess piece in his hand still couldn't be put down. It took Yi Su to help him press down the black piece, and the whole chessboard came alive in an instant.

He finally smiled and said slowly: "Since Yisu brought you here personally, just tell me what you want to say."

Wu Fengdeng looked determined, knelt on his knees, and said loudly: "I have long admired the name of Senior Wei, and today I come to you to be your disciple. If you don't mind, I would like to take care of you in your old age!"

"hehe."

Wei Zhe smiled and said, "General Wu, do you know who broke the Sun-covering Sword among the Eight Soldiers of the King of Yue?"

"Junior doesn't know."

"It's me." Wu Fengdeng's heart was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Wei Zhe had such a connection with the Eight Soldiers of King Yue. If so, if he got Yanri, wouldn't he be standing on the opposite side of him in terms of inheritance?
He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Senior, you have unparalleled magical powers. It is an honor for the Sunshade to be shattered in your hands. I am an expert in Sunshade, and today I am even more fortunate to meet you."

"Stop talking nonsense. Get up first. I have already retired and closed my door. I no longer accept disciples."

"Brother Wei."

Yi Su chuckled and said, "Back then, when you fought against the Kingdom of Yue, you intimidated all directions. Among the eight soldiers of the King of Yue, only Yanri could be compared with you. I also know a thing or two about that grudge."

"So many years have passed, Yanri is dead, and the person who inherited his weapon is worshipping you as his master today. Isn't that another victory over that old guy Yanri?"

"Although Wu Fengdeng is young, he is quite capable and loyal. Besides, you have no children, so it would be nice to take him in as your disciple or adopted son."

Wu Fengdeng lowered his head and dared not raise it. He felt a little warm in his heart as he listened to Yi Su pleading for him.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, she heard Wei Zhe laugh: "Master Yisu really loves you, his good disciple!"

"Since you've said so, it would be ungrateful for me to refuse. General Wu, please stand up. I can't stand being kneeled on the ground for so long."

Wu Fengdeng raised his head slightly and stood up only after catching Yi Su's gaze.

Wei Zhe looked him up and down, and then said, "I only accept disciples based on talent. You are naturally gifted in cultivation, and you have also inherited Yang Jianwen's true teachings of the Taixuan Bingfa Jue, which is quite rare."

Hearing this, Wu Fengdeng was shocked again. He didn't expect that he could actually directly see what kind of martial arts he was practicing!
Taixuan Bingfa Jue was originally called this name.

Then I heard Wei Zhe say: "Your talent for cultivation is acceptable, but I don't know how good your writing is. I have a volume of "Qi Men Jian Shi" here. You can take it back and study it carefully."

"If you can master the shallow level of Qimen within five days, I will take you in as my adopted son."

Looking at the scroll the old man took out from his wide sleeves, Wu Fengdeng's breathing suddenly became rapid and he quickly took it with both hands.

"Yes, I will do my best to learn it!"

Although he did not become Wei Zhe's disciple directly, it was extremely rare to have an opportunity to be connected. This was also the best result that Yi Su could strive for for him.

After all, he is Huang Shi Gong, a powerful being who later became an immortal. I should be thankful for this opportunity.

The three of them then said goodbye. Before leaving, Wu Fengdeng bowed deeply to Yisu and said gratefully, "Thank you very much, Master, for your support today. I will do my best to repay you in the future!"

Jiang Qiyu beside him also smiled and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Yi Su swept the whisk calmly and said slowly: "You are also my Taoist son-in-law, so there is no need to be polite. I just hope you can learn the art of war well and don't embarrass me."

"Yes! Junior will keep this in mind!"

After coming out of the Jixia Academy, Wu Fengdeng went straight to the barracks with "Qi Men Jian Jian" in his hand. After briefly explaining the situation to Li Qun and others, he went into seclusion.

Under the candlelight, the letter slowly unfolded, revealing large pieces of tiny handwriting.

Similar to the history of Blue Star in his previous life, this Qimen art was also based on the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams, and included astrology and calendar, astronomy and geography, the Eight Gates and Nine Stars, Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, the Three Wonders and Six Instruments, and other contents. It was extremely complicated and obscure.

This volume is simply an entry-level guide to hexagram identification, with 4,320 games, which is really overwhelming.

"Five days, this really requires a lot of talent."

Wu Fengdeng smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt like he was cramming before the final exam in his previous life.

"Learning never ends, keep learning..."

Fortunately, he has now achieved some success in [Concentration]. After entering the state, his thinking ability has been greatly improved, and learning is easy for him.

He was so absorbed in it that he didn't know how much time had passed. It was not until the fifth day when Qingdai came in to remind him that Wu Fengdeng realized that five days had passed.

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"I have been maintaining the state of [Concentration] for five days, which has almost exhausted all my energy and blood. Fortunately, I have mastered the entry-level hexagram reading, and should be able to meet Wei Zhe's requirements."

He slowly closed the letter, sat up from the cushion with the help of Qingdai, ate something simple and took a short rest, then went straight to the Jixia Academy.

Golden glow in the evening.

"Qi Men Dun Jia, San Qi Liu Yi, Jia is the first, then what is San Qi Liu Yi?"

"The three wonders are Yi, Bing and Ding, also known as the Sun Wonder, the Moon Wonder and the Star Wonder. The six instruments are Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui."

"How can the six instruments hide?"

"Jia Zi is hidden in Wu, Jia Xu is hidden in Ji, Jia Shen is hidden in Geng, Jia Wu is hidden in Xin, Jia Chen is hidden in Ren, Jia Yin is hidden in Gui, and they never change."

"What does it mean that the six instruments are controlled?"

"The evil pattern is Xiu plus Lishang, Du plus Kungen, Jing plus Qiandui, Shengsi plus Kan, Kaijing plus Zhenxun."

"The eight gates are Rest, Life, Injury, Du, Scenery, Death, Surprise, and Open. What does Du mean?"

"Du Men is the god of wood. When it is in the second or eighth palace, it is ominous. It means idleness, obstruction, and stagnation. It is ominous but it is a normal door. You can go out and visit dignitaries, but it is suitable for hiding."

……

Wei Zhe stroked his long beard and discussed the brief details of Qimen with Wu Fengdeng, either by asking and answering him or describing them on paper. Wu Fengdeng was always able to answer fluently. Regardless of whether he understood it thoroughly or not, Wei Zhe was already quite satisfied with his memory alone.

When night fell, the test was over. Wei Zhe looked at him approvingly and said with a smile: "In just five days, you were able to memorize this brief. You are very talented and intelligent."

"In this case, I will make an exception and accept you as my adopted son, and pass on all my life's learning to you."

Wu Fengdeng was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately knelt on both knees and kowtowed: "Godfather, I, Wu Fengdeng, pay my respects to you!"

"My parents passed away early. In the future, I will do my best to repay my adoptive father for his kindness in raising me!"

"Get up. Your father doesn't like these red tapes. It's great that you can remember them in your heart."

Wei Zhe waved his hand casually, and a gentle force lifted him up. Looking at the handsome and tall adopted son in front of him, his brows relaxed and his expression was happy.

"Since you have cultivated the Taixuan Bingfa Jue, the fierce force is just right for you. You don't need to change your technique before you reach the Qi Conservation Stage."

"Father has a military book here. You can practice diligently every day. If you can learn well, you can become a victorious general."

Wu Fengdeng took the thick scroll handed to him by Wei Zhe. The four characters "Tai Gong Bing Fa" were written on it in powerful strokes, showing the style of a great master.

"Foster father, I have only just started learning Qimen. Wouldn't it be a bit too hasty for me to learn this military strategy?"

Wei Zhe waved his hands, slowly stood up with the help of a cane, and Wu Fengdeng hurried forward to support him.

The two walked to the window, and he slowly spoke: "Tonight's celestial phenomena are extraordinary. There may be a tremor in Shenzhou soon. It is probably that the King of Qin sent troops to attack Zhao."

"This is something that can affect the fate of Shenzhou. As the deputy commander of the vanguard, you will definitely be deeply involved in it. You can no longer learn step by step."

"First, learn the art of war. Your father will teach you the art of Qimen when you are free. My son, you will be busy in the future."

There was a slight chill in the air and a gentle breeze at night. The chill of an autumn night had already begun to set in. The stars in the sky were reflected in Wei Zhe's clear eyes. He seemed to be able to see something from them. He stroked his beard and remained silent, deep in thought.

"I am not afraid of hardship, I am only afraid of not having enough ability."

(End of this chapter)