Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 148 Preparation
They did not return to their camp at night, but stayed in the heavy tent.

"Sir Shen, although the treasures in the secret treasury and the enlightenment of the gods are extremely rare, my situation is special. Even if the treasures are very good, I cannot afford them. I wonder if the Three Departments can adapt to the situation and allow me to exchange them for something else?"

Long Sui's delicate hands held the dark gold hand order, her big watery eyes staring at Shen Zhong, her gentle and soft words made it hard for anyone to refuse.

Shen Zhong glanced at the girl and replied in a neutral tone.

"Tell me, what do you want to change?"

"I heard that someone from the Sansi encountered a white dragon at Longdai Rock a few years ago. I would like to exchange the reward for this mission for the files about the white dragon in the Sansi. I wonder if the Sansi can fulfill my wish?"

Long Suinu was a little nervous. Although this was not her first time dealing with the Three Departments, the Three Departments had strict rules. She was not sure whether they would agree to this additional request.

Alas, if the white dragon was not related to the whereabouts of another dragon fire orb, she would not be willing to get into this bad luck.

Thinking about the orders from the clan elders, Long Sui unconsciously exerted force, and the knuckles of her hand holding Xiao Ling turned white.

Shen Zhong narrowed his eyes, and without much hesitation, he hooked his finger at Long Sui, indicating that she should return the warrant.

"Okay, this deal is a win for the three companies."

Shen Zhong had also read the file about the appearance of the white dragon, and there was nothing surprising about it. Afterwards, the three divisions also sent people to investigate the Longdai Rock area many times, but no trace of the white dragon was found.

Seeing that the three officials agreed, Long Sui was overjoyed. She hurriedly returned the order respectfully and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Zhong was playing with the dark gold token, looking at the railway man who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and spoke.

"If you have any concerns, please share them. There is no need to be shy. As long as they are reasonable, the three courts will resolve them one by one."

"Sir, I also want to emulate Miss Long Sui. I want to exchange this reward for an opportunity to hone my skills in one of the three camps. If the three divisions agree, I will do my best until my death!"

The railway man bowed deeply, but received no reply for a long time.

Shen Zhong raised his eyebrows, his eyes stayed on Qin Huai for a while, then shook his head at the railway man.

"No, the Tiger Guards only accept elite soldiers from the Ming Dynasty. Unless you join the Three Divisions and serve the Ming Dynasty for ten years, don't mention this matter again."

The railway man did not stand up, but continued to persist in his speech.

"Dong Di is willing to serve the Ming Dynasty for ten years! I am willing to fight in the north and south, and I only hope that the three officials will approve it!"

Shen Zhong was somewhat surprised by the railway man's decision, but after thinking about it, he gave an ambiguous reply.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. I need to discuss it with several chief officers. If you insist, go and get the job done first; if you don't want to, just withdraw."

"Thank you, Sansi, for your help!"

After thanking Shen Zhong, the railway man slowly stood up with an expressionless face, obviously having made up his mind to go.

Seeing that the others had no similar requests, Shen Zhong pulled a map in his hand and it appeared in front of everyone.

"You will start from Beijiang, pass through Jialin, Nanze, and Xin'an, and arrive at your destination - Jing'an Prefecture. The geomagnetic turmoil between the Jade Mountain and Jade Water in Jing'an Prefecture has been going on for more than a month. According to the master, countless demons and monsters have emerged from the mountains, forests, lakes and seas, and are rampant in broad daylight. If nothing unexpected happens, you will encounter many dangers along the way. If something goes wrong and you encounter demons and monsters, you must eliminate them completely."

A cold murderous intent was fluctuating in the military tent. Qin Huai nodded silently, took a step forward, clasped his fists and spoke loudly.

"Deputy Envoy, rest assured. We will deliver the treasure to you safely! The treasure is here with you!"
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"clang!"

There was a sound of metal clashing and a green dragon shadow flashed by. Without any delay, the block of fine steel used to test weapons in the treasury was split into two, leaving only a smooth cross-section.

"Good knife!"

Qin Huai's eyes lit up, and he stroked the Spring and Autumn sword with a blue dragon in his hand, liking it very much. This Guan Wang sword was more than two meters long, with two red spots on the dragon head, a thick blade spine, and a blue-black blade with a snow-white edge. Compared with the Longdan Bright Silver Spear, it had a different charm.

Spring and Autumn Sword
Category: Weapons

Quality: Rare

Toughness: 80
Sharpness: 100
Own attribute: Righteousness (Convert the first attack of each battle into true damage)

After handing in the two warrants, taking away the Spring and Autumn broadsword that he had earned through military exploits and the white dog military token that no one wanted in the secret vault, Qin Huai walked out of the Sansi government office and hurried towards the Luji shop not far away.

"Manager Lu, ten pounds of mutton, two chickens, a basket of cakes and a jar of wine!"

"But you still want the daughter's red wine?"

"Yes, Shopkeeper Lu has a good memory."

Qin Huai smiled, sat down with his legs spread out, and watched Brother Lu busying around with boredom, his mind empty and in a daze.

After the wine and food were served, Qin Huai waited for a while, and then a tall and thin figure lifted the door curtain and walked in.

Seeing Guan Wei looking around and thinking about something, Qin Huai waved his hand and motioned him to come over.

"I made you wait for so long. I am wrong. I will drink three cups as punishment."

After Guan Wei walked up to Qin Huai and clasped his fists to apologize, he sat on a bench and drank three bowls of wine in a row, looking very heroic.

"Is the injury okay?"

Guan Wei picked up a piece of braised meat with chopsticks, then patted his chest and chuckled.

"The great monk is holding back, brother, don't worry."

Qin Huai handed Guan Wei a bowl of wine and asked casually.

"From what Lord Shen said today, we will face many dangers on this journey. Brother Guan, do you have any good ideas to help us turn danger into safety and return safely?"

Guan Wei shrugged his shoulders, clenched his left fist and stretched it out.

"There are only two options: either convince others with reason or stop the war with force. If we meet someone who can talk nicely, we can persuade them with emotion and reason and make them retreat. But what if we can't do that?"

Qin Huai nodded and continued the conversation.

"It's up to Brother Guan to use his fire fists to eliminate the danger in its infancy."

Guan Wei grinned, revealing a few white teeth, and it was obvious that what Qin Huai said hit the mark.

"Brother, you don't think Guan is only good at fighting in the ring, do you?"

Guan Wei swung the wooden chopsticks, and a rose-red flame ignited on the tip of the chopsticks, separating the petals and sending out the miniature green lotus inside.

"Brother Dao, would you like to try?"

Qin Huai smiled slightly, his palm was covered with green and yellow stripes, and he gently grasped it, and the lotus in the lotus exploded in his palm. Bang!
After a muffled sound, two streams of heat of completely different natures poured out, burning Qin Huai's palms red through the air.

The faint flame dissipated, Qin Huai looked at the intact chopsticks, twisted his fingers, and tasted a few flavors from them.

"Interesting, double fire?"

Guan Wei nodded, picked up a pancake, and swallowed it along with the wine and braised meat.

"It's just a crude use of the power of weather and martial arts energy. It's not a profound method."

Guan Wei nodded lightly and didn't say anything else. Instead, he turned his attention to the meal and continued to eat it with relish.

Qin Huai changed the subject and brought the topic to Potian Pass.

"Brother Guan was born in Wudang and has such a high level of cultivation. This time, you came down the mountain to travel, probably to seek an opportunity to break through the Heavenly Pass, right?"

Guan Wei put down his chopsticks, nodded, and looked a little nostalgic.

"Brother Dao, you have good eyesight. Yes, two years ago, I said goodbye to my master and mixed into this vast world. After traveling through the northern desert and the western regions and seeing the south of the Yangtze River, I have a hunch that this tiny place of Jiaozhi may be where my opportunity lies."

Qin Huai patted Guan Wei's thick shoulders and brought him back to reality.

"I see that you are also following the path of integrating Taoism and martial arts. How about I introduce you to a master so you can hone your skills?"

"Then Wei would like to thank Brother Dao first."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm telling you..."
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Thanh Hoa, Ten Thousand Mountains, Li Family Bamboo Houses
Between the two black coffins, a figure with black patterns all over his body sat cross-legged, with several witch spirits flying around him.

Suddenly, the witch spirit shattered. Li Zhi, who had absorbed most of the witchcraft essence on Li Limo's skin, opened his eyes, feeling a little uneasy.

Li Zhi looked up to the north. He suddenly had an idea, as if something was calling him from nowhere.

Li Zhi did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly took out a Feng Shui compass with fine texture, dark black, and more than ten layers inside and outside. A little blood came out of his fingertips and seeped into the Feng Shui compass.

"The good and bad fortunes of heaven and earth have their own directions. Forty-one good fortunes and forty-one evil fortunes, all obey your orders!"

After the pointer spun around for a while, it finally pointed to the northeast direction with the help of the gray-black airflow.

"The sky is in disarray, the earth is in turmoil, the water is changing drastically, and human disasters are endless. It's a deadly situation that has never been seen before!"

Li Zhi looked solemn. After reading the compass, he still felt something was wrong. After thinking it over, he took a basin of water and pulled out a strand of hair and put it into the water.

The Dharma finger tapped a few times in the air, and the direction calculated by the compass emerged above the water, gradually twisting the hair into a long strip.

boom!
The Flying Yaksha who was waiting outside the door suddenly rushed in, knelt beside the basin, his eyes red and full of desire.

Seeing Feitian Yaksha so excited that he was even a little out of control, Li Zhi frowned, and a human skin book with dark gold characters appeared out of thin air in his hand.

For a long time, Li Zhi looked at the ancient coffin in the Black Corpse Code, which was almost exactly the same shape as the hair in the basin, and his heart was filled with horror.

"How is it possible that this thing actually exists..."

Li Zhi stood up quickly and opened the two black coffins in the room. Then, the magic formula in his hand changed, and the gray-black airflow filling the bones and flesh of the two corpses slowly dissipated, revealing the faces of Li Li and Ma Qi, who had grown white hair.

Seeing that the corpse refining process had been interrupted, Li Zhi waved his hand, and the black coffin and the corpse were put away and placed into the Five Ghosts Space.

"Fourth brother, I have something important to go out for. This hairy zombie will stay here to protect you. I'm leaving now."

"Don't worry, second brother. I will take good care of the clan land. Don't worry."

Hearing that Li Cai, whose injuries had mostly healed, replied, Li Zhi nodded.

The Flying Yaksha spread its flesh wings and grabbed Li Zhi. After a while, the two of them turned into black dots and disappeared into the sunset sky.
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Jade Mountain, Jade Water

On top of a strange peak near the sea, Huineng stood in the storm, staring at the waterspout that reached the sky and the blue-purple thunderstorm that was brewing in the dark clouds in the distance, his body standing firm like a towering diamond.

Behind him, a Shuiyi who was three times more muscular than Yuan shouted at him.

"Master, this time the dragon's water absorption is far greater than before, and human power is unmatched. Why don't we stay out of the limelight!"

Huineng, with a golden glow on his forehead, chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice, and his brows suddenly raised.

"Escape? Where can we escape to?"

Huineng took off his reddish-brown monk's robe, and the heat evenly distributed among his limbs and bones seemed to have heard some call, and it peeled off and gathered together to become streams of flowing water.

The stream of heat and yang energy continued to gather, approaching and leaving the indestructible flesh and blood frame. Suddenly, Huineng's whole body turned golden red, and the violent wind and rain evaporated before they could get close to his body, and could not hinder this Buddhist Vajra in the slightest.

The golden patterns crawled all over Huineng's back, showing the majestic and majestic appearance of the Buddha's light. The surging rivers formed by the convergence of the Yang Qi and the heat flow were continuously compressed by Huineng, spreading along the dragon of the spine to the top of the head.

"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

As the six-syllable mantra was recited, the yang energy essence that was compressed to the extreme and the rising five-knotted bodhisattva image expanded and transformed into a lion-bodied Buddha image that was dozens of feet tall, facing the slowly approaching waterspout from a distance.

Looking at the dragon sucking water that was wreaking havoc with its wind blade and lightning spear, the golden-bodied Bodhisattva, wearing a crown, a necklace, long ears and a wide forehead, sitting on a lion, emitted a vast Buddhist light from his eyes, illuminating the dark hell with incomparable clarity.

Far away from the shore, hundreds and thousands of offshore water dwellers looked at the golden statue of the Bodhisattva on the mountain in the water. Their original panic and fear disappeared, and their moods inexplicably calmed down.

Suddenly, a ten-foot-long sword appeared in the hand of the golden-bodied Bodhisattva. The sword light extended infinitely until it shattered a piece of the clouds and lightning in the sky, and then slowly stopped.

Huineng carried the heavy mountain on his own, his body and soul screaming together, breaking free from the heavy shackles imposed by heaven and earth, and a dazzling sword light slashed down like a water tornado.

The dark clouds in the sky revealed a sword mark that stretched as far as the eye could see, and the pale golden Buddha cloud was clearly visible...

boom!
A white lightning pillar as thick as a beam struck the Bodhisattva's forehead, crooking the crown and causing Huineng's blood to surge, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood with golden light.

"Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

As Huineng chanted the scriptures, bursts of Buddha's light emanated from the body of the golden Bodhisattva, which not only stopped all the white lightning lava like rain, but also forced the strong wind to stop and the heavy rain to deflect.

Another sword slashed across, and the Buddhist sound overwhelmed the wind and thunder, and the water tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth was split into two, split in half horizontally.

Just as the water tornado was about to dissipate, a gust of evil wind blew up and mixed the remaining white lightning lava and the blue-black tornado together. The dragon-sucking water emitting a strange color was brought to Huineng's feet in a few breaths.

The rocks were shattered and the peaks were shaking, but Huineng remained unafraid. He gave a loud shout and all the Buddha images behind him were thrown into the golden body of Bodhisattva.

The figure of the Bodhisattva shattered into a giant hand, and the yang lion rose up and turned into an airflow. The golden flow of the Buddha's hand, which was in a completely opposite trajectory to the strange tornado, collided with it violently, causing a series of aftereffects.

boom!
The wind stopped and the rain stopped. Huineng stared at the dark sea for a long time in silence.

(End of this chapter)