This is how immortals are cultivated

Huangfu Gao happened to be outside the range of the cone-shaped sonic boom, so apart from the tinnitus caused by the huge sound, he was still in his position and was not blown away.

He stared blankly at Fang Suichu in front of him.

Without the obstruction of the tent, he could see the scenery outside the tent.

Behind the young man was a long road that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Yes, there is nothing on this straight line except for the dense blood-red mist. If one has good eyesight and can penetrate the blood-red mist, one can even see the scenery outside the camp.

The terrifying air waves created by the sonic boom finally subsided slowly, and the echoing wind blew the sleeves of the person in front of him, forcing him to reach out and smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes.

"You are the head coach, right?"

Fang Suichu spoke.

"What's it called? Never mind...it doesn't matter."

"You don't want to surrender, right? Then die."

Fang Suichu took a step forward, walked towards Huangfu Gao, and pressed his palm towards him.

Huangfu Gao reacted and immediately drew the sword from his waist.

This sword is not simple. It is made of meteorite iron. It can cut hair and chop iron like mud.

He used the sword to slash at the opponent's empty and unprotected palm.

Then there was the sound of metal clashing. In Huangfu Gao's eyes full of doubt about life, the blade of the sword made of meteorite iron from outer space directly shattered, like an egg hitting a stone, and this sword was the fragile egg that overestimated its own strength.

The palm did not even pause, and continued to grab Huangfu Gao until it touched his neck. Then Huangfu Gao's neck, flesh, tendons, spine and bones turned into mud, just like soft mud, and a head fell from the flesh mud.

"Commander!"

About thirty seconds had passed by then.

Huangfu Gao's personal soldiers outside the tent reacted and rushed into the tent.

His personal soldiers can be said to be true veterans of hundreds of battles, and each of them is a military master.

Seeing the commander's head falling to the ground with his eyes wide open as if he had died with his eyes open, the hundreds of personal soldiers suddenly became furious and rushed towards Fang Suichu with their bare hands.

Fang Suichu just continued to stretch out his arm and waved it forward.

His arm seemed to be possessed by a spell that could turn flesh and blood into minced meat.

Whoever it touched was turned into meat paste, and countless limbs were scattered like parts.

The horn was blown in the camp. The urgent horn meant that the commander was under attack. In an instant, the entire camp where the 100,000-strong army was stationed was awakened.

The evil spirit of soldiers and soldiers gathered into the sky.

Seeing this scene, Fang Suichu's eyes turned red and he snorted coldly. In an instant, the evil spirit of war that was as big as mountains and seas was suppressed.

The soldiers who were rushing towards the commander-in-chief from all directions were also stunned. It was as if an invisible heavy hammer had hit their hearts hard, causing their fighting spirit to instantly subside. The boiling blood in their bodies was extinguished as if it were poured with a basin of ice water.

"This is when weapons of mass destruction are used."

Fang Suichu looked at the dark army surrounding him and muttered to himself.

Then he took a deep breath.

The air from all directions rushed into his mouth. With Fang Suichu as the center, it seemed as if a vortex appeared. The air condensed and even turned into a white shape, pouring in continuously.

However, Fang Suichu's lungs were like a bottomless pit and continued to fill up.

The air in his lungs continued to compress until Fang Suichu felt it was enough, then he stopped inhaling and began to exhale.

It took some time to inhale, but it was a split second to exhale.

"Roar!"

Visible air waves gushed out from in front of Fang Suichu. The air was compressed to the extreme, and every wisp of air was like a flying bullet.

The Qing soldiers closest to Fang Suichu turned into bloody mist the moment they came into contact with the air wave.

Circle after circle, it turned from blood mist into minced meat, and then into limbs.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye swept in all directions. In the area covered by the shock wave, people fell down one after another like rice being harvested. Faced with such a lethal shock wave, no ordinary person could withstand it.

With the cushioning of countless human bodies, the shock wave was finally no longer violent enough to tear the human body apart, but it did cause people to cough up blood and their fragile internal organs to bleed.

If you go further away, your head will feel dizzy and you will no longer be able to hear any sound.

A soldier on the periphery looked at the camp in front of him in the silence of the world, or in other words, when no sound could be heard anymore.

Soldiers fell one after another in front of him and around him. Looking at these densely packed fallen soldiers, the soldier couldn't help but recall the scene of someone poisoning the fish in the pond, and the pond was filled with countless fish floating on the surface with their stomachs turned upside down. However, this group of "fish" was covered in blood, a dazzling sight.

With a "bang", the spear in the soldier's hand fell to the ground, and the soldier knelt on the ground. There were many soldiers in the same situation as him. They were all staring blankly at the center of the camp, at the figure that looked like a god or a devil, as if he could break through and overturn the world by himself.

Chapter 182: There is another unknown thing

In November, news came from Suizhou, Cangzhou and Jingzhou.

The Qing Dynasty mobilized an army of 300,000, but almost all of them were annihilated, including the army commander Huangfu Gao, who was granted a title of nobility just last month for supporting the enthronement. Many generals were killed.

The three states fell, the Qing Dynasty's Blue Dragon flag was taken down, and the Yellow Sky Peace flag was hung instead.

When this incident happened, the whole world was shocked.

The 300,000-strong army was composed of elite soldiers. Such military strength was enough to destroy a country, but they were defeated in the weak border state of Yongzhou, and it only took a month.

When the remnants of the army that escaped from the three states of Cangjingsui fled to various states, the details of the Qing court's defeat they brought with them shocked the world.

In Cangzhou, five thousand Yellow Turban soldiers faced one hundred thousand Qing soldiers.

In Jingzhou, 3,000 Yellow Turban soldiers faced 50,000 Qing soldiers.

The two battles involved a huge disparity in military strength, but both ended with great victories for the Yellow Turban Army. One must know that achieving such a victory with a smaller force is almost unheard of in the history of the world.

This was a military event destined to be recorded in history and become famous among future generations.

The defeat of the main force of the Qing army led by Huangfu Gao in Suizhou completely changed the significance of this anti-rebellion war.

The 150,000-strong army was not facing a few thousand people, not a few hundred people, but... one person.

Yes, a man who did not use any conspiracy or tricks, but attacked the army openly, broke through the army's formation directly, beheaded the commander and his generals, and then fought a fierce battle with an army of 100,000, resulting in tens of thousands of casualties.

This final battle cannot even be called a 'war'.

Would people call exterminating a large army of insects such as ants and cockroaches "war"?

Not will.

When an individual defeats a huge army head-on, the significance of the event changes completely.

For a time, the words "Taiping Dao" and "Taiping Dao Master" became taboos in the eyes of the aristocratic families in other states.

..........

Capital City, Imperial Palace.

In the residence of the Empress of Qing Dynasty, the palace maids and eunuchs serving here all walked in fear and trepidation, not daring to make any sound, and even tried their best to suppress the sound of their breathing and movements.

Deep in the heavy curtains, a man in Qingyi wearing a heavy crown and robes was sitting here.

If anyone were to meet the empress, they would be shocked by her current appearance.

His eyes were bloodshot, his hair uncombed and disheveled, and he looked extremely haggard. His eye sockets were sunken, and as he sat in the deep palace lit by a single candle, he looked like a demon ready to devour anyone.

He was no longer as high-spirited and energetic as he was a month ago when he was crowned emperor and put on the yellow robe.

Her figure was projected onto the screen wall behind her, and the magnified deep shadow seemed to be flowing within this huge palace, as if some huge creature was twitching in the shadows.

If there is an alchemist who can see the fortune here, he can still see the golden and purple interwoven, the image of incomparable noble fortune. He can still see under the canopy, a majestic five-clawed green dragon swimming, making a majestic roar that makes all things in the world crawl on their knees.

However, at a certain moment, the alchemist will also see an extremely terrifying picture.

The purple-gold canopy became rotten, as if it was covered with corruption for countless years, turning black, and it seemed as if one could smell the stench of decay.

The original True Dragon of Fortune had turned a dark green, more like mold. Its flawless, meticulously crafted scales oozed a slippery, pitch-black slime. Large areas of the scales had been eroded, even corroding the flesh within, leaving a pool of black, bubbling pus. The bubbles continuously surged and exploded, each sound a wailing and a curse.

The five claws of the real dragon changed from golden claws to bulging pustules, and there seemed to be transparent tentacles overflowing from the pustules. The original dragon head was even more twisted and was wrapped in white fluff similar to fungi.

The majestic roar of the real dragon turned into screams and wails, and the majestic movements turned into convulsions.

Unstable qi and form represent the risk of losing control.

If she was full of vigor and vitality before, she was as depressed and dejected now.

The smoother the road of destiny is when things are going well, the more terrifying the backlash will be when things are going badly.

This kind of terror is different from other paths. The filth of the body, the distortion of the true spirit, and the loss of control of the treacherous path of fate represent one's own distorted fate and a deeper level of depravity.

Before the battle report from Yongzhou arrived, she already knew the outcome the moment Huangfu Gao died.

The 300,000 troops she sent out, an extension of her luck and will, when they were deployed into the Yellow Sky Land, were like pouring a pot of oil on a raging fire, causing the fire to explode instantly, so that the Yellow Sky Qi instantly engulfed the three states.

The surge in Huang Tian's fortune represents the shrinkage and severe damage of Qing Tian, ​​which she represents.

The luck and true dragon she had achieved by ascending the throne, founding the country and offering sacrifices to heaven was about to collapse instantly at that moment. If it were not for her master's secret technique, she would have no chance of winning now.

However, even so, the subsequent chain reactions are extremely serious.

The reality reflects her own destiny.

The 300,000-strong army and all the troops sent out were her foundation.

And now that her entire army has been annihilated, it means that her foundation in Kyushu is crumbling.

But what was even harder for her to accept was the way the enemy had affected reality to hurt her.

"The Book of Destiny failed to block the power of Taoist Master Fang Xian!"

Yes, when the details of the frontline battle report fell into her hands, and when she saw that the character that Taoist Master Fang Xian had replaced in the book defeated the army alone, she understood what was going on.

Logically speaking, this kind of thing would not happen and would never happen.

Because this is the world of the Book of Destiny. As long as you are here, you must abide by the rules of the Book of Destiny, and you are absolutely not allowed to use any magical powers other than luck.

Unless, unless the other party's essence is far superior to the Simian Book. Unless... the other party's essence has surpassed the Simian Book's true level of fate manipulation.

Is the other party's inheritance and the essence of his immortal martial arts still above the realm of true disaster?

Is the essence of the immortal martial arts comparable to the true realm of holiness?

No....

“There’s still a chance…”

Since the other party was forcibly brought in by the Book of Destiny, it means that it can still interfere with and influence the other party.

Yes, if fate at this level cannot interfere with the other party, then use a greater destiny to interfere.

As for where this huge destiny comes from...naturally it is to overdraw the future destiny.

The previous dynasty lasted three hundred years. If she could break through the True Disaster, the dynasty she had established would naturally be eternal, a divine dynasty that would last forever. Even if she didn't advance, she would still have at least three hundred years of dynasty energy as a bargaining chip.

Yes, she still has these chips. Even if the dynasty collapses within a year, she can still put these chips on the line.

When one side of a gambling game only has the most basic capital left, the only way and the only possibility to turn things around is to go all-in.

Win it all...or nothing.

However, before she could use her sect's secret life technique to overdraw everything and exchange it for a greater gathering of destiny, time was needed. What she feared even more now was that the Taoist Master Fang Xian, who still possessed the power of reality, would come and kill her directly.

But before he could gather enough huge destiny to influence the other party, this level of destiny would not be able to stop the other party.

Yes, even if God helps and creates various "accidents" to stop the opponent, such as mountain torrents blocking the road, robbers blocking the road, etc., it is still impossible to stop the opponent.

Qing Yi was silently calculating, calculating how he could create time for himself and the opportunity to make the final equal bet.

She soon found the opportunity.

When you encounter a tiger in the mountains, what you need to do is not to run faster than the tiger, but to run faster than your companions.

Zhan Li, the Shaoyang General of the White Lotus Sect.