I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 85: Seven Captures of Meng De
"You want to rebel?"

When Cao Cao asked this, he looked at Wang Jing with a solemn and resolute look: "My ancestors have been enjoying the Han Dynasty's salary for generations. If Yuan Xu wants me to repay his kindness in this way, why not just kill me now?"

"Meng De, I know that your lifelong wish is to become the General of the Western Expedition of the Han Dynasty, at least that's the case now. And I don't want to rebel, I just want the people of the Han Dynasty to live with dignity. Do you think it's wrong for me to do this?"

Wang Jing looked indifferent. Cao Cao had not yet experienced the Suanzao League, nor had he fought alone and ultimately suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Xu Rong. So it was obvious that his mind had not yet opened up. He still wanted to be a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty and leave his name in history and be remembered forever.

It’s a pity that Cao Cao ultimately failed to become the Han Dynasty’s General Who Conquers the West.

The passionate Cao Aman eventually became a treacherous hero in troubled times, and the territory of Cao Wei was eventually swallowed up by the aristocratic families, and the Han people also suffered the worst suffering as a result.

Wang Jing wanted to change this destiny: "For me, it doesn't matter who becomes the emperor, but the noble families and powerful clans can no longer continue to expand indefinitely. Meng De, do you know that there are millions or even tens of millions of refugees like them in the world? If the refugees have no food, who will have it?"

Wang Jing pointed to the refugee camp not far away and looked at Cao Cao with burning eyes.

But in Cao Cao's eyes, Wang Jing at this time seemed more rebellious and more dangerous than Dong Zhuo. His attitude of having no respect for the emperor and imperial power was by no means a disguise.

But Wang Jing's words made Cao Cao feel uncomfortable. He had to face the problem directly and replied with difficulty: "The noble families in the county and the wealthy families in various places have all hoarded large amounts of grain."

Wang Jing nodded, and then asked a more pointed question: "Yes, they are the only ones with food. Do you think they are willing to give the food to the refugees and restore peace to the world?"

Cao Cao closed his eyes and once again did not answer.

Because there is no need to answer!

In this world, there are few aristocratic families willing to ruin their homes to help others in need!

Even if the ending is to lead everyone to destruction!
Looking at the quiet Luoshui River, Wang Jing sneered and said, "So what I have to do is to seize power and stand against the aristocratic families and powerful clans. The whole court, whether it is the faction to which Dong Zhuo belongs or the so-called loyal ministers, they all don't take the people seriously. The Han Dynasty has now reached the point where it will die if it does not reform."

After saying this, Wang Jing invited Cao Cao again: "Meng De, come and help me. Together we can overthrow this corrupt world and build a peaceful and prosperous world where everyone can live and work in peace. Isn't that good?"

From the words, Cao Cao could tell that Wang Jing was going to target the noble families and powerful clans in the world.

This was obviously difficult to accept for Cao Cao, who came from a noble family and received orthodox Confucian education since childhood. After all, one cannot betray one's class.

Cao Cao looked at Wang Jing unwillingly, "Is there no other way? Even if the noble families and powerful clans are willing to share the grain, as long as the population continues to grow, there will be a day when the land will not be enough. What should we do then? Kill all the extra people?"

As a member of an aristocratic family and a powerful clan, Cao Cao was obviously unwilling to be abandoned by the times, because the Cao family was, after all, a vested interest holder of the imperial dynasty.

No one can abandon his or her origin.

Cao Cao naturally couldn't do it either, even though he had the world in his heart and had lofty ambitions and ideals.

Wang Jing looked at Cao Cao and said, "Meng De, revolution is not a dinner party. The first step of reform is to redistribute benefits. I want to create a foundation that has never been seen before. The first step is to stabilize the people's hearts, and food is indispensable. So do you want to help me, or watch these refugees die?"

"Or, Meng De, do you think Yuan Shao and others are willing to use up their troops to save Luoyang and the people here?"

The questions that tortured Cao Cao's heart left him unable to answer.

He was full of passion and was willing to sacrifice his life for the Han Empire, but he was not stupid and knew that Yuan Shao and others were not worthy of expectations and trust.

But in the end, Cao Cao still chose to refuse: "If we have different ideals, we cannot make plans together."

He has his own stance and persistence, so he does not agree with Wang Jing's path. More importantly, deep down in his heart, Cao Cao is not a person who is willing to be inferior to others. He longs to walk his own path.

"Well, when you figure it out one day, I'll be waiting for you."

Seeing that he couldn't convince Cao Cao, Wang Jing had to give up. Prime Minister Zhuge Liang was able to capture Meng Huo seven times, so he should be more patient. At worst, he could capture Meng De seven times in the future.

It's a pity to kill such a talented person.

Before Cao Cao left, he took another look at the gloomy slums and asked in a low voice, "What do you plan to do with these people, Marquis Qi?"

Wang Jing rode on his horse and said in a high-spirited tone: "At midnight tonight, the secret guards will take action."

In the slums, in order to survive, some inhumane things are bound to happen. Such places are naturally a breeding ground for crime. Now, not only the people inside the slums, but many local people in Luoyang in the surrounding areas have also begun to be harassed, and the public security situation is deteriorating.

Cao Cao had once served as the Northern Lieutenant of Luoyang, so he naturally had some understanding of the local security situation, so he said: "Killing people is not a problem, the problem is what to do after killing them? You can't just kill them all, right?"

Wang Jing replied: "After getting rid of some stubborn problems, I will secretly recruit soldiers here, select those with better physiques from the refugees, and train them into an army. Now that the imperial dynasty is in turmoil, only by commanding a strong army can we clear out all the ghosts and monsters and restore peace to the world."

Cao Cao was deeply shocked. At this moment, he believed from the bottom of his heart that only by controlling the military power could he end the chaos and realize his ideals and ambitions.

After all, assassination is just a minor act that cannot be accepted in a high-profile manner. Even if Dong Zhuo was really killed, it would not change anything.

"Been taught a lesson."

Cao Cao bowed in greeting, and his heart was even more eager to return to his hometown Xuchang immediately, recruit soldiers and raise the banner of rebellion.

When Cao Cao rode away, Shi Acai emerged from the shadows holding the Xuan Jian sword, and said with murderous intent: "My lord, Cao Mengde is so ungrateful. He may become your enemy in the future. Why don't you take this opportunity to kill him?"

Wang Jing sighed when he heard this: "I just used my secret technique to observe that this man is a natural hero, with the spirit of dragons and snakes. He is a hero among the Han people. Killing him will destroy the fate of the Han people. If possible, I still want to subdue him, so that I can expand the territory of the Central Plains and expedition to foreign countries in the future."

Wang Jing was also hesitant about whether to kill Cao Cao now.

However, through the secret technique of observing qi in "Purple Star Emperor Qi", Wang Jing also realized that Cao Cao was not destined to die today. Even if he did not come to rescue him, Cao Cao would have escaped in other ways.

Even if he took action by force, he would most likely not succeed because Cao Cao still had some luck.

Another point is that Wang Jing had his eyes on the outstanding talents of the Cao and Xiahou families, and he had spent a lot of effort to establish a good relationship with Cao Ren.

If we can defeat Cao Cao one day in the future, maybe we can recruit powerful generals like Cao Ren to surrender.

Now that Cao Cao has been killed with one sword, these people in the Cao family will probably fight to the death with me. Wouldn't all the favors I have done before be in vain?
Wang Jing admitted that he was very greedy, but if he was not greedy, he would have continued to lie down and be a salted fish. Why would he stand out and compete for the Central Plains?
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The western part of the outer city is the main market of Luoyang.

In an ordinary house, Diao Chan threw herself into Wang Jing's arms like a young swallow returning to its nest: "My dear."

Looking at the crying little girl in his arms, Wang Jing's heart was also warm. He stretched out his fingers to wipe away her tears: "Did Chan'er miss me?"

"did think."

Diao Chan blushed and then nodded her pointed chin.

Jiji~
The noisy little Golden Crow jumped from Diao Chan's shoulder to Wang Jing's head, seeming to be angry. After all, Wang Jing abandoned it and ran to Hedong, leaving it hungry these days.

Wang Jing grabbed the little guy off his head and scolded him with a smile: "You just wanted to eat. You are really eating me out of money. Look at you, you are so fat."

Jiji~
Little Golden Crow was very dissatisfied with this.

It's outrageous that you don't give the bird food and still scold it!

Wang Jing fed Danyu Shengyan a few mouthfuls before asking Diao Chan, "Didn't you feed the little guy at home?"

Diao Chan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Why didn't you feed it? My lord, I haven't forgotten your previous instructions. I have been secretly looking for spiritual food containing fire elemental qi. But Xiao Jin's mouth seems to have been spoiled by you, my lord. He won't eat anything other than spiritual fire, and he even dislikes it if the quality is low." Wang Jing pretended to be angry when he heard this, flattened Xiao Jinwu's head and rounded it, and scolded him, "Okay, you still dare to be picky about food at home, right?"

Chirp~chirp~
Little Golden Crow protested loudly.

It was obviously the low-quality spiritual fire that tasted so bad, how could it be blamed on it?

This shit shoveler is simply unreasonable!
Lower your head!

After laughing for a while, Diao Chan couldn't help asking, "My dear, you really won't tell the master about your return to Luoyang?"

In the bedroom, Wang Jing rested his head on Diao Chan's thighs, letting her clean his ears while he said, "It's better not to tell my father for now. The news of my return to Luoyang will be kept secret for now. If Dong Zhuo knows about it, it will inevitably cause trouble."

"Ah."

Diao Chan was overjoyed when she heard this.

Even Wang Yun didn't know the news of Wang Jing's return, but she knew it, which shows how much Wang Jing trusts her.

"By the way, your indenture is still with your father, right?"

"Ah."

"I'll go get it back for you some other day and change it back to your original place of origin."

Wang Jing said this casually, but Diao Chan paused with both hands and her eyes drooped, "My lord, are you going to chase me away?"

Seeing the little girl crying, Wang Jing felt distressed. He touched her increasingly beautiful face and said, "What are you thinking about? I just want to end your slavery first. How can I bear to let a beauty like Chan'er leave?"

Hearing that Wang Jing was willing to cancel her slavery, Diao Chan was immediately moved. Her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and she said affectionately: "My dear, you treat me so well."

"That's good to know. Don't let your mind wander to other things anymore, okay?"

"Ah."

Looking at Diao Chan's pink lips, Wang Jing couldn't help but kiss her.

"My dear, um..."

Diao Chan was shy at first, but then she was intoxicated by this passionate kiss. She couldn't help but recall the time a few years ago when she followed her mother to escape famine and had not eaten or drunk for three days. When she was starving to death, she opened her eyes and saw the handsome face of her lover and half a cake in his hand.

Afterwards, she was sold to the Wang family by her mother. Although she became a slave, she had no worries about food and clothing. Moreover, Wang Jing had always been very good to her. Not only did he never beat or scold her, but his food and clothing were no worse than those of ordinary rich girls.

However, their tenderness did not last long and was soon interrupted by the Little Golden Crow.

Jiji~
The little golden crow flapped its wings and insisted on staying on Wang Jing's head, rubbing against him and couldn't be driven away.

It seemed that because of the promotion of his official position and title, and part of the luck of Hedong and Taiyuan began to gather on Wang Jing, which made Xiao Jinwu feel very close to him.

It must be said that Wang Jing could already be regarded as a local lord at this time, with the fortune of two counties. If Zhang Liao could gain a foothold in Bingzhou and open up the situation, perhaps the fortune of the entire Bingzhou would converge on Wang Jing and bless his fortune.

Now that he has temporarily left military duties and does not have to worry about foreign affairs, Wang Jing has time to sort out his own cultivation.

In the quiet room, the incense was curling from the inlaid gold Boshan furnace. Wang Jingwu sat with his heart facing the sky. The little golden crow on his head also curled up into a ball, resting with its eyes closed and not moving.

Wang Jing seemed to be meditating, but in fact, the muscles and fascia all over his body were moving regularly. He silently said in his heart: "The methods of physical training used by military strategists in the world are nothing more than training the tendons, bones and skin on the outside, and the breath on the inside. When martial arts in the world reach a high level, they either train the Qi or the evil."

"Now, for the method of strengthening the tendons, I have the 'Six Wings Riding the Wind' created by Wang Jian. This is not only a martial art of body movement, but also a method of strengthening the tendons. After mastering it, one can be as fast as a wild goose, riding the wind. As for the method of strengthening the bones, I have the Golden Armor Yuan Gong. After being transformed by the Danyu Holy Flame, it seems to have the trend of breaking through and then standing up, breaking through the Hundred Forgings. I think it must be a good thing."

Today, Wang Jing relies on his incarnation to cultivate his body every day. He refines his essence and blood, cleanses his meridians and marrow, and strengthens his tendons and bones almost day and night.

Therefore, the distance to reaching the state of great perfection with a physique as white as iron and stone from the inside out is not far away.

You know, ordinary military commanders usually have to be forty years old before they can hope to strengthen their physique to this level. Those who can develop skin of steel and bones at the age of thirty can be called peerless warriors.

For example, both Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo entered this realm after they were thirty years old. Although Lu Bu was more talented than Dong Zhuo, he also spent twelve full years to build up his body.

Dong Zhuo achieved this when he was almost forty years old.

"The path of cultivation is nothing more than refining essence, refining qi and refining spirit. It is difficult for ordinary people to practice simultaneously. Being able to practice two of them at the same time is already considered amazing. But I am different. I refine essence with my incarnation, qi with my dharma body and spirit with my retribution body. I can practice all three meridians at the same time, which is a huge advantage."

Wang Jing secretly sighed in his heart. He had to practice the "Three Body Technique" in order to practice the ancestral magical skill "Nine Refinements of True Yang".

Looking back on the past now, it was the Three Body Technique and the Three Corpse Technique that became his fundamental methods, while the "Nine Refinements of True Yang" became a pure method of refining Qi.

"My martial arts has entered the fourth realm of perfection. My sword and knife skills are both perfect and harmonious. Combined with the "Nine Refinements of True Yang" at the sixth level, my swords are like blazing fire. I can dominate among second-rate generals. Even if I face a first-rate general, I am not completely defenseless."

"If I can use the Chunjun Sword to activate the White Ape Sword Evil, I will dare to fight even a strong man like Lu Bu. The only thing I lack now is the progress in refining the spirit. Baoshen has been unable to analyze the contents of the Book of Changes, and the Purple Star Emperor Qi Chapter is not a method of refining the spirit that can be used for killing."

Wang Jing seemed to be thinking about something, and obviously wanted to make up for this shortcoming.

Unfortunately, the way of refining the spirit has been the most powerful and mysterious method of practice from ancient times to the present. In ancient times, gods all achieved enlightenment through this method. In the Middle Ages, all saints and sages used it to preach.

There are so many scholars in the world, but only a few of them can really read with magical powers.

But even so, after Confucianism became the only school of thought, it still dominated all other schools of thought and became the only one. This was the method of refining spirits and gathering people, and it was the most powerful.

"Golden Armor Yuan Gong", "Six Wings Riding the Wind", "Nine Refinements of True Yang", "Divine Feather Sword Sutra", "Purple Star Emperor Qi Chapter", and "A Hundred Battles Sword Techniques".

Thinking back to the unique skills he had already mastered, Wang Jing suddenly had a premonition that as long as he could make up for his shortcomings in spirit refining, he would be able to join the ranks of peerless masters.

While Wang Jing was immersed in cultivation, Shi A suddenly came to report: "My lord, the lieutenant Xuan Fan of the Sili Army was investigating the assassination of Dong Zhuo, and somehow he found us."

Wang Jing was not surprised by this: "The secret guards secretly recruited the core members of the former Sili Xiaowei, and left too many clues. It is normal for them to be found."

"My Lord, do you want the gecko to cut off its tail?"

Shi A was also a ruthless person. His words were full of murderous intent, and it was obvious that he was planning to abandon some of his pawns.

Wang Jing shook his head: "If we really do this, it will be difficult to lead the team. Since we made the promise in the first place, we must do it well and not compromise. Otherwise, the morale of the people will be scattered, and how can we get the people below to work hard in the future?"

"But Xuan Fan received Dong Zhuo's order and is now refusing to give up. I'm afraid he will find out about it."

Shi A was a little worried. He didn't care about the life or death of the secret guards, he was only worried about Wang Jing's safety.

But now that Wang Jing's magical power is about to be perfected, his worries are much less. He smiled and ordered Shi A: "Since he doesn't know whether to live or die, let's send him on his way. Send someone to spread the news and trick Xuan Fan into the White Horse Temple. This time I will personally take action and make sure he dies without a burial place."

"Yes!"

Shi A was also very excited when he heard this. He had long been very unhappy with Xuan Fan, Dong Zhuo's lackey, and wished to kill him as soon as possible.

Now that Wang Jing is taking action personally, it will be foolproof.

(End of this chapter)