Dafeng’s Night Squad-Chapter 1908

Chapter 1908: One premise, two conditions _1 Chapter 1908: One premise, two conditions _1 In front of the sub-Saint Palace, Zhao Shou tidied his clothes.

Under the gaze of yang Gong, Zhang Shen, Li Mubai, and Chen Tai, he pushed open the hollow Red Door and entered the palace.

Clang!

The palace door closed gently, blocking his view.

The sun shone through the lattice window, and dust floated in the light.

On the base, there was a sculpture wearing a Confucian crown and a Confucian robe, with one hand behind his back and the other on his lower abdomen.

A White Elk stood at the foot of the sculpture.

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This was the wife of a quasi-Saint.

Zhao Shou looked at the statue without saying a word.

His eyes reflected the sunlight.

He remained in the same position for a long time without moving.

Zhao shousheng was born in the 19th year of the Jean d ‘arc and was born in poverty.

He entered the Yunlu Academy at the age of ten and was taught by the cold hut scholar.

The unkempt old Confucian lived in the thatched cottage all year round.

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In his early years, for some reason, he had a lame leg and was depressed.

He liked to drink and when he was drunk, he would write poems that ridiculed the Imperial court and the Emperor.

If it wasn’t for the protection of the Yun Lu Academy, the poems that he wrote would be enough for him to have his head chopped off a hundred times.

She was strict with Zhao Shou and taught him with all her heart, but once she got drunk, she would go crazy and shout, ”

What kind of lousy books would make you useless for life?

it’s better to get drunk and sleep with a courtesan in a brothel.

The young Zhao Shou straightened his neck and said,

Sleeping with a courtesan once cost thirty taels.

If he didn’t study, where would he get the money to sleep with her?

Upon hearing this, the cold hut scholar was furious.

You actually know the market price?

A beating!

Zhao Shou was unconvinced and said,”don’t you know the market price too?”

Another round of beating!

Later on, on a cold winter day, the old scholar fell into a pool of water and drowned after getting drunk, ending his life of poverty.

At the funeral, Zhao Shou learned about his teacher’s past from his teacher’s best friends.

Scholar Han Lu was a talented scholar in the limelight when he was young.

Because he was from Yun Lu Academy, he was disliked by Emperor Zhen de and was eliminated in the court examinations.

He continued to take the test, and he continued to be brushed off.

Three years passed.

From a young scholar to an old scholar with white hair, he had never gotten an official position.

Unable to bear it any longer, he stormed into the palace and berated Emperor Zhen de.

His leg was broken at that time, and if it wasn’t for the protection of the previous dean, he would have been beheaded.

This had always been the current situation of Yun Lu Academy.

Occasionally, a small number of people could find an official position, but most of them were not valued and were sent to the corners.

Most of them didn’t even have an official position.

They studied for half their lives and were still ordinary people.

The young Zhao Shou didn’t say anything at that time, but many years later, the newly-appointed principal made a great wish and gave his order.

He wanted to let the scholars of Yun Lu Institute return to the Imperial court and lead it back to its thousand-year glory.

“Two hundred years ago, the Academy and the royal family were at odds with each other.

The Cheng family took the opportunity to leave the Academy and created the Imperial College to keep the students of the Academy out of the Imperial court.

Two hundred years have passed.

Today, disciple Zhao Shou welcomes the return of the quasi-Sage.”

He didn’t get up.

The quasi-Saint sculpture shot up into the sky and the entire Mount Qingyun started to shake as if it was about to collapse.

However, the students and teachers in the Academy did not panic at all.

Instead, they were so excited that they trembled and cried tears of joy.

After two hundred years, Yun Lu Academy was finally going to produce a second rank great scholar.

He wasn’t the kind of great scholar that people praised, but a second stage great scholar in the Confucian system!

The clear light shot into the clouds, rolling in layers and forming a huge vortex of clear air in the sky.

It could be clearly seen from dozens of miles away from Mount Clear cloud.

It was as if he was telling the world.

Then, the air slowly descended and returned to the quasi-divine Palace, entering Zhao Shou’s body.

Zhao Shou’s eyes shot out a blinding clear light, and his body was bathed in it.

This was the righteous Qi cleansing his body, which not only enhanced his power to command the Dharma but also increased his tolerance to the backlash of the spell.

He carefully felt the changes in his body and comprehended the power of the second stage.

This was mainly divided into two aspects.

One was that the power of absolute command had been greatly improved, and the modified rules would continue for a long time.

For example, he could say,”this place is barren.”

The vegetation in this area had withered and could last for months or even longer.

It was not like before, where the effect of the command of the law was short-lived.

Most importantly, a second rank scholar could manipulate fate to a certain extent.

He could gather it or destroy it.

Although he wasn’t as good as a Warlock, Zhao Shou had the ability to influence the rise and fall of a dynasty.

Of course, this required a great price to be paid.

For example, Qian Zhong sacrificed himself during the Zhou Dynasty and shattered the last fate energy of the Zhou Dynasty.

With a flash of light, yang Gong and the other three entered the sub-Saint Palace, their faces full of joy.

“Dean, can you help the carving knife unseal the seal?”

Zhang Shen asked.

“You’ll know once you try.”

Zhao Shou opened his palm, and a carving knife appeared in his hand.

Immediately after, the quasi-Sage Confucian crown was also put on his head.

Zhao Shou stared at the carving knife and muttered, ”

“Break the seal!”

He suddenly clenched his fist.

Instantly, a clear light shot out from his palm.

It was as if he was not holding a carving knife, but a big light bulb.

The Confucian crown on his head also bloomed with a dazzling clear light.

This clear light flowed along his arm and rushed like a carving knife.

The quasi-Saint sculpture flickered with clear light and shone on the carving knife.

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Buzz Buzz …

* The carving knife hummed and trembled in Zhao Shou’s palm.

His arms and body trembled as well.

Bang!

Bang!

The clear light on the carving knife suddenly exploded, setting off a strong wind in the hall, blowing out the candles and shaking the doors and windows.

Zhao Shou couldn’t hold the carving knife, but he didn’t want to.

He let go and let it float in the air, circling around the hall.

“I can finally speak.

The damned Confucian Saint actually sealed me for more than 1200 years.

He didn’t even allow people to say that his novel was trash?

If it was me, I would definitely write better than him.

on account of our friendship, I guided him in his writing, but he didn’t appreciate it.

He even found me annoying and sealed me.

Bah!

The cursing and grumbling of the carving knife could be heard clearly by Zhao Shou and the others.

This made Zhao Shou and the others a little embarrassed.

They didn’t know if they should agree or refute, so they chose to remain silent and pretend that they didn’t hear anything.

“Cough, cough!”

Zhao Shou coughed hard to interrupt the carving knife’s cursing.

He bowed and said, ”

“Greetings, senior.”

Yang Gong and the other three followed suit,

“Greetings, senior!”

The carving knife flew in front of Zhao Shou and stopped between his eyebrows.

“Heh, the supervisor said that I would unseal it in this generation, and he didn’t lie to me.

The disciples of the scholarly faction worship that old thing, the Confucian Saint, like a god, and all the great Confucians of the past generations have refused to unseal me.

“Why do you want to help me break the seal?”

Zhao Shou bowed again.

“I have something to ask.”

Yang Gong immediately pulled up his sleeves to prevent the ruler from flying out.

The spirit of the carving knife asked, ”

“What’s the matter?”

Zhao Shou said in a deep voice, ”

“On behalf of the people of the world, I would like to ask, How do I become a martial God?”

The carving knife didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, it fell into a long silence.

In the silence, Zhao Shou’s heart slowly sank to the bottom.

“Senior, you don’t know either?”

“Don’t be so noisy!” The carving knife retorted, and then said, ”

I remember that the Confucius Saint mentioned the God of War when he was reviewing the martial arts system.

Well, it’s been more than 1200 years, after all.

I can’t remember it at the moment.

Then hurry up and think …

Yang Gong and the others were anxious.

However, Zhao Shou noticed a detail.

He had to recall the carving knife, which meant that no one had been talking about becoming a martial God recently.

If it wasn’t for the carving knife, how would the supervisor know about the method to become a martial God?

Ten seconds later, the carving knife suddenly said, ”

“I remember now.

Mm, one premise and two conditions!

“The prerequisite is that you have to gather your luck.

the condition is to be recognized by the world.

To be recognized by the heavens and earth!

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