The Great Seminary

Chapter 121 A blessing in disguise
The dust fell.

The blood flowing in Zhang Gui's veins also turned into a red gold color.

And a colorful main god cluster, 'Ming Feng Hui Hei', which evolved from the main god cluster 'Taisui Ru Shen' hidden in his head in a unique way, was born.

In this way, Zhang Gui's extraordinary level broke through the barrier from "Class D" to "Class C".

From then on, the highest level of stone corpse warriors that could be refined was upgraded from 100-stone corpse warriors to 1,000-stone corpse warriors, and the number also increased from 99 to 108.

In other words, if he was working at full capacity, he could refine one hundred and eight thousand stone corpse warriors;

One thousand and eighty hundred-stone corpse soldiers;
10,800 Stone Corpse Soldiers;

One hundred and eight thousand stone corpse soldiers.

On paper, such a number of top-level military forces is already comparable to the total number of special troops possessed by the Ming and Song dynasties, the Flower Dragon Cavalry and the Black-backed Wei.

Of course, the "three major military families" in the Ming and Song dynasties also had their own special family-inherited military forces.

It is said that each family has no more than 10,000 people.

But whether the "surplus" is a few hundred, a few thousand or tens of thousands is a big secret.

But it will definitely not exceed five digits.

Otherwise, at this moment, even if there are many contradictions among them, the three major martial arts families will definitely "show their strengths" and then work together to make suggestions.

We can't allow Emperor Hezheng to continue to act rashly and waste the nation's strength...

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, blocking out the sun as if it were midnight.

The raindrops fell so densely that it was difficult to open one's eyes.

Extraordinary promotion is also a kind of release. Once Zhang Gui is able to control his emotions, he will immediately return to being an ordinary person.

Just when he was about to use his flying kicking skills, he found some clothes to cover his body so that he would not be unable to face others.

A loose straw raincoat lined with soft leather suddenly floated over.

Zhang Gui was shocked.

But after being promoted to a Class C transcendent, his ability to monitor the "homeland" has been further improved.

If you don't investigate carefully, some fish may slip through the net, but as long as you investigate carefully, even the "good luck" will be revealed.

The answer comes with a quick thought.

He put on his raincoat swiftly, raised his head and nodded to the female teacher Shen Shijing from Qingdou Academy floating in the air.
"Thank you, Mr. Shen."

When he opened his mouth, the divine energy in his body began to circulate quietly.

The surrounding rain turned into countless tiny water columns, twisting and spinning, and was sucked into millions of sweat pores around the body.

It no longer prevents people from speaking, but the way it looks may be difficult for people with trypophobia to understand.

"Ancient books all say that 'the ancient gods and demons are like humans but not human'.

The transformation of the divine cluster of the Yangyang Dragon and Tiger is truly vividly displayed."

Shen Shijing looked down and commented softly:

"It's raining and windy outside, let's find a quiet place to talk slowly."

The pouring rain fell on her body as if it were falling on the finest, delicate and flawless porcelain, continuing to slide down without sticking.

A closer look is also quite strange.

It deserves the nickname of 'Exiled Immortal of White Porcelain'.

And this stunning beauty whose behavior is mysterious and obviously begins to show interest in him.

Zhang Gui's consistent attitude from his previous life to this life has been to decline the offer.

"Mr. Shen, now is not the time for small talk.
My fiefdom and your students are in danger.

Let’s go to the pier and take a look.”

Shen Shijing frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Why, you're still so magnanimous? I just took advantage of the invasion of the inner demon of 'anger and anger', and it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. My blood vessels surged, and my divine cluster was revealed.

The extraordinary power breaks through the natural barrier, breaking through the 'D' and entering the 'B'. Now we must go to help His Royal Highness Prince Zhen, the instigator of the culprit."

Hearing the words 'Prince Zhen', Zhang Gui's heart, which had originally calmed down, was stirred again. He interrupted in a deep voice:
"I've already said it's for my own fiefdom, what does it have to do with that Prince Zhen?" "But now Prince Zhen has decided that the position of Chief of the Dragon and Tiger Shogunate in Zhihai Town will be taken over by his own staff member, the former Imperial Academy student Lü Ju.

Just waiting for you, the Dragon and Tiger General who will soon become a puppet, to take the seal."

After hearing this, Zhang Gui finally understood the most important cause of Li Yunbo's death.

He no longer had the heart to play around with Shen Shijing and rushed towards the dock.

At this time, the sea near Zhihai Town was already surging with huge waves, and ships with a weight of less than 1,000 tons were directly rolled up like toys.

It smashed into pieces on the shore.

If the newly built commercial street and market had not been far enough away from the harbour, countless people would have been eaten by the fish.

Of course, even if they are alive now, it would be worse than death for those merchants who have lost all their money.

And outside the rain curtain that the bankrupt businessmen could not see through, next to the berth in the center of the dock.

Mr. Yin, whom King Zhen called "uncle", stood like an ant in front of the raging waves.

But no matter how high or big the waves were, they could not reach him at all when they rushed towards him, and they just "passed" through him.

But Mr. Yin will not stop the raging waves.

Just taking the place where he stood as the base point, all living things in the wind and waves rushing forward a hundred feet towards the Zhihai Town Pier would inexplicably lose their lives.

And go a few hundred feet further.

The wind and rain suddenly died down.

The waves on the sea surface turned into ripples, almost non-existent.

Dozens of thousand-ton warships made of the white ironwood unique to Xianrong Island were lined up in a row.

The ships are connected by thick iron chains.

The sides of the ship were covered with extremely thick wooden planks.

In the center of the fleet stood a giant lotus seat with leaves nine feet long.

From time to time, teams of prisoners with pale faces and tied together by their collarbones with thin ropes made of fish tendons were driven out from the bottom of the warships.

They stumbled across the fleet's long chain of decks and were eventually driven onto the lotus seat.

Wait until the place is almost full of people.

A gentle voice full of compassion sounded melodiously,
"Stay."

The person who spoke was a young man wearing a Yuanshan Wanhuzhang cloak.

The simplified black wolf teeth and white deer antler patterns embroidered on his hat showed that he came from the most noble family in the Yuanshan Empire.

The Bojigin family before Changsheng Tiemu unified the tribes of the prairie and ascended the throne.

The "卍山云纹" on the left side of his chest indicates that all his great military achievements came from the battle against the "Kingdom in the Clouds" - Bonpo Tubo.

The "island pattern" on the right, pierced by an ironwood, indicates that he is currently serving on Xianrong Island.

At present, the only Yuanshan Wanhu in the entire Xianrong Island is the "Military Guard".

That is, he had just participated in the long battle that destroyed the Daxiangxiong Temple, the hub of Tibetan political and religious integration in the Bonpo Tubo Kingdom.

Bojigin Bao Ri'eshen was transferred to Xianrong Island by Changsheng Tiemu himself.

From the highest plateau in Dongshengzhou, we ran to an island ruled by ape wind and crow wind, with distinct cold and hot climates.

The young general's appearance had not changed much.

But his expression and temperament seemed like two different people.

At the Daxiangxiong Temple, he was still a worldly young man with a tanned face, laughing and making bets with his friends and comrades.

But now he looks as majestic as a treasure, with a kind smile always hidden in the corners of his mouth.

Every move of the Buddhist monks carries with it the gentle charm of "sweeping the floor for fear of hurting the lives of ants, and protecting the moths that fly through the lamp with gauze."

(End of this chapter)