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Yuan Shao's tent.
Sun Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng and the Governor of Changsha, stood up and cupped his hands. I'm willing to be the vanguard."
Yuan Shao, who was sitting in the middle of the main seat, was overjoyed. He shook his red cloak and said in a clear voice,"Wentai is brave and can take on this responsibility."
Sun Jian led his men to kill the enemy at Mushui Pass.
Night fell, at the Prime Minister's Residence in Luoyang.
Dong Zhuo stood in the middle of the hall, wearing a mountain crown, a red cotton armor, and a black robe with tiger patterns. His eyebrows twitched, and his eyes were filled with killing intent as he said angrily,"The scouts have reported that the 18th Vassals are using X Wentai as the vanguard to attack the Lishui Pass."
There was a commotion among the civil and military officials.
" Grand Preceptor, I am willing to behead all the princes and hang their heads at the capital gate." This person was nine feet tall, with a tiger body and wolf waist, a leopard head and ape arms.
Dong Zhuo was delighted to see that it was Huaxiong of Shansi who requested to fight." Good! I'll confer you the title of Lieutenant of the Cavalry and allocate 50,000 cavalry and infantry troops. Together with Li Su, Hu Zhen, and Zhao Cen, we'll go to Mishui Pass at night to meet the enemy."”
The war was about to begin again!
Outside the tent of the Jizhou herdsman.
Han Shang was half-lying and half-sitting on the grass, looking at the stars in the sky.
In ancient times, the sky was clear and full of spiritual energy. A gust of cold wind caressed his body and chilled him to the bone. Han Shang shivered in comfort, and his spiritual altar suddenly became much clearer. Tomorrow, the war would begin. Eighteen vassals would gather at Hulao Pass, and countless heroes in the world would appear on stage. Thinking of this, Han Shang's entire body was filled with inexplicable excitement.
"Hmm?" Han Shang sat up straight and looked into the distance.
A cloud of golden light floated over from the distance and instantly floated behind the high mountain cliff.
"There seems to be someone in the cloud." Han Shang shook his white robe and flew away. He used the ground to change his position and instantly disappeared from sight.
An hour later, Han Shang was on an unknown mountain looking for the golden cloud he had just seen. "Eh, why can't I find it? Could it be that the golden cloud has drifted somewhere else?"
Han Shang stepped on the ground and his body rose into the air. Borrowing the branches and protruding walls, he flew to the peak of the mountain.
Han Shang climbed to the peak of the mountain in one breath and looked around. The stars were shining in the sky, but he could not see the mysterious golden cloud. The wind was strong at the top of the mountain, blowing the brocade robe loudly. When climbing the mountain just now, the white brocade robe was cut in several places by the branches, and the headscarf was also hooked by the branches, making her hair disheveled and disheveled.
Han Shang sighed. After chasing for a long time, he still could not catch up. He had a feeling that if he missed this chance, he would never meet Jin Yun again.
"Little friend, are you looking for me?" Suddenly, an old voice sounded.
Han Shang was shocked and turned around. A golden light flashed on another mountain peak a thousand feet away, and an old man in a white Daoist robe walked out. The old man held a horsetail whisk in his hand. His face was like jade and he was extraordinarily handsome. However, his white hair, eyebrows, and beard were extremely uncoordinated.
The white-robed Daoist stood on the mountain peak and looked at Han Shang with a smile. His footsteps were light as he slowly walked towards Han Shang. The two of them were on two peaks. There was a void between the two peaks. If the two of them wanted to meet, they could only walk around the mountain.
The white-robed Daoist did not stop even when he reached the edge of the mountain peak. He lifted his head and was about to step forward. Han Shang was shocked and shouted,"Be careful! You're going to fall!"
The white-robed Daoist laughed and stepped into the void. Suddenly, a golden light flashed and clouds appeared under his feet.
Han Shang let out a long sigh of relief. He thought to himself that there were indeed immortals in this world. Perhaps he could find out the mystery of his transmigration from him.
The white-robed Daoist flicked his horsetail whisk, and the golden cloud disappeared." Little friend, are you looking for me?" The Daoist's white eyebrows hung down and blended with his white beard. His face was glowing, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
Han Shang nodded and said,"Shang accidentally saw a golden cloud chasing after us."
The white-robed Daoist laughed out loud,"You're the second fated person to see This Penniless Priest."
Han Shang was shocked. Could it be that Old Deity Nanhua, who had taught Zhang Jiao the 'Vital Art of Peace'?" The first person is Zhang Jiao from the Road of Peace.
The white-robed Daoist nodded and said,"Little friend, Congying guessed it right."
Han Shang had also read some unofficial history. It was said that this Old Deity Nanhua was the famous sage, Zhuangzi. Old Deity Nanhua sized up Han Shang, stroking his beard as he nodded and smiled,"He's talented and intelligent, his bones are clear and strange, and his body is full of spiritual energy. Little friend, did you accidentally eat the world's spiritual fruit?”
Han Shang secretly laughed in his heart that he had not eaten it by mistake, but he smiled on the surface and said,"Old Immortal Dharma Eye, Shang once ate the dragon eggshell left behind by the divine beast Black Tortoise."
"I see." Old Deity Nanhua smiled and turned around."The Han royal family's dragon vein has been broken, and it is difficult to find a new emperor. I received the mandate of heaven to save the people and passed down the three volumes of the Balance Technique to Zhang Jiao. Who would have thought that Zhang Jiao would betray him and harm the world?”
"The world is in chaos now," the horsetail whisk continued. Originally, the three Emperor Stars were bright and had the power to divide the world. But a few days ago, I found that the heavenly secrets were blocked, and there was a change.”
Nan Hua turned around and sized up Han Shang. He flicked his horsetail whisk and said,"This Penniless Priest has a 'Stigmata' that I wanted to pass on to one of the Three Emperors in the future to help him unify the world. But now, the Emperor Star was unknown, and the General Star had entered the mortal world.”
Han Shang's heart trembled when he heard the name 'Stigmata'. To a fan of the Three Kingdoms, this was not an unfamiliar divine item.
Nanhua held his right hand flat, and a flame burned in his palm. Golden light seemed to shoot out of the flame and flicker." People have three souls and seven spirits. I see that one of your seven spirits, the Central Spirit, is too weak to compete with the heroes in the world. Today, we are fated to meet and pass on the Stigmata to you. I hope you can save the world."”
Han Shang was overjoyed when he heard this. Although the Heavenly Shield of the Dun Jia Heavenly Book was bitter and difficult to understand, after studying it for many days, he had a superficial understanding of the theory of ghosts and gods. Mortals had three souls and seven spirits. One was the Heavenly Soul, the second was the Earth Soul, and the third was the Life Soul. There are seven kinds of spirit, one is the sky, the second is the spirit, the third is the qi, the fourth is the power, the fifth is the center, the sixth is the essence, and the seventh is the hero.
Sun Jian's clan had three souls and eight spirits. The eighth spirit was probably possessed by an ancient divine beast, and the central spirit was the orbit and carrier. The central soul was too weak and the beast soul was too strong. If they were to forcefully combine, their bodies would explode and they would die.
Ordinary people had the same amount of power as the seven spirits, and there was not much difference. (Just like how the total birth value of the characters in the Three Kingdoms depends on how you distribute it) One soul is weak and the other is naturally strong. Han Shang's other six souls are too strong, resulting in the central soul being too weak.‘Stigmata to make up for the central soul. It was equivalent to strengthening one's power.
Old Deity Nanhua slowly extended his right hand, and the flame-like 'Stigmata' flashed with golden light as it entered the middle of Han Shang's forehead.
Han Shang's entire body shook. He felt that the world had changed completely. The colors had become richer. Many subtle situations that he usually ignored were also felt in his heart. Even the subtle changes in the wind that he usually ignored could not be missed by his sensitive hearing.
They could feel the exuberant life of the trees and hear the sound of wild beasts sleeping far away at the foot of the mountain.
Han Shang looked at Old Deity Nanhua excitedly. The old deity's face, which was originally blurry, became extremely clear. Han Shang knelt on one knee and said," Thank you. The old immortal has given me a treasure. I wonder what else this 'Stigmata' can be used for?"”
"It's suitable, really suitable." Nan Hua laughed. You will naturally know in the future that this 'Stigmata' can also be borrowed from the items of the gods. It's getting late. Quickly go down the mountain."
Golden clouds appeared on Nanhua's feet as he floated out,""A day in the mountains is a thousand years in the world. Hurry up and leave the mountain without delay."
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