Chapter 405: The Art of Ascending to the Gods

Zhang Ziyu's deal was the last straw for Shan Yong, and Shan Yong agreed without hesitation.

After the two had a secret conversation, when they left the hall again, the ministers had been waiting for a long time.

"From now on, Master Zhang will be the national master of Daliang. The people of the country will respect him and enjoy the incense. I decree this."

"I pay my respects to the master."

The courtiers saw that Emperor Shan Yong had made a decision, so they naturally would not refute it at this time.

Although they had just experienced the incident of Master Pudu Cihang's harm to the country, compared with Pudu Cihang, Zhang Ziyu was indeed a person who eliminated evildoers, so naturally they could not be viewed in the same light.

"Get up."

Zhang Ziyu asked everyone to get up, and with a light stroke of his hand, five hundred Taotie beast soldiers, as well as the three people of Blood God Leech, Qilin and Hei Xuan suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Greetings to my lord."

When the mechanical spirits appeared, they knelt down in unison, shouting loudly, which scared everyone.

"Qilin, Hei Xuan, Blood God Leech, the three of you discuss with General Zuo, and help Daliang suppress evil spirits within three months."

"Yes, sir."

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Zhang Ziyu naturally would not work hard for three months to quell such a troublesome matter as the evil spirit disaster, so he directly handed it over to the Mechanical Spirit Clan to do it.

Qilin, Hei Xuan, and Blood God Leech are all third-level, equivalent to the strength of the Refining God. Blood God Leech came later and was equivalent to the ninth level of the Refining God, while Qilin and Hei Xuan's strengths were also steadily improving, both around the seventh level of the Refining God.

Although they are still a little short, they all have special equipment equipped by Zhang Ziyu, and their strength is not bad.

With them taking action, even if there are any hidden evil bosses, they are enough to deal with them.

Zhang Ziyu sat firmly in Zuo Qianhu's house, and did not accept the suggestion of building a new national master's mansion. There are only about three months, what's the point of building this thing?

He traded Daliang's national fortune for three months with the conditions of rebuilding the mountains and rivers and a dragon blood pill.

Within three months, Daliang's national destiny was at his disposal, and he was on par with the monarch as a national teacher.

Of course, these three months were not like Pudu Cihang, which consumed the national destiny, but used the national destiny to comprehend and apply the method.

According to the progress, Jiaolong had his old Taishan Huang Yaoshi to help him, and Huang Rong was behind to arrange it. It would not take long for the entire Condor Heroes Central Plains to be unified.

Once the kingdom of God was established, the condensed destiny would naturally be used by Zhang Ziyu, so there was nothing wrong with getting familiar with it in advance.

Zhang Ziyu sat cross-legged in the room, closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the destiny of Daliang.

Not long after the founding of the Daliang Dynasty, the first generation expanded the territory, the second generation rested and recuperated, and the third generation of Emperor Shan Yong was at its peak.

It's just that the national destiny is now entrenched in Kyoto, just like a dying big yellow python, with slightly horns and a little dragon-like, just like a serious illness.

The luck of a country is no longer in the shape of a dragon. It is conceivable how much it was consumed before Pudu Cihang.

One way to use luck is to exhaust the pond to catch fish, use the qi on firewood, forcibly ignite the luck, and use it for breakthrough or practice some secret techniques.

Another method is to bless, not to exhaust the pond to catch fish, and slowly improve under the blessing of luck. Although the speed is relatively slow, it will not damage the luck, and it is more like the person or thing who controls the luck to suppress the luck.

Zhang Ziyu's mind moved, and immediately attracted the big beam luck to cover his body.

Among the techniques he learned before, the secret technique of the god, the statue of the Great Black Buddha Mother, and the divine seal of the mechanical spirit clan all involved this aspect.

Although it was originally about the power of incense and vows, in terms of luck, the incense and vows from all living beings are one of the branches of luck.

Under the cover of luck, Zhang Ziyu suddenly felt that the speed of cultivation began to increase, and the perception of certain techniques became smoother.

"It feels good."

Zhang Ziyu's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile, but this is not what he wants.

If borrowing Daliang's luck for three months is just for cultivation, it would be better for him to take drugs himself.

Zhang Ziyu was immersed in his mind, constantly recalling the secret techniques of divine fighting, many classics, and the power of the mechanical spirit clan's divine seal and the statue of the Great Black Buddha Mother's Palace, together with the heavenly book, under this luck, he comprehended the exercises.

Since he will definitely enjoy this luck in the future, if he creates an adaptive exercise now, then he will be able to do things with half the effort.

Zhang Ziyu closed the door to comprehend, and no one dared to disturb him. In Daliang, Zhang Ziyu's mechanical spirit clan began to quell evil disasters in various places.

Shan Yong was also a qualified monarch. He reorganized part of the army at the first time. One was to firmly grasp the military power, and the other was to let Zuo Xiong lead the army to quell the unrest everywhere, especially those rebels.

Two months passed, and with Kyoto as the center, the Mechanical Spirit Clan and the Daliang Army swept across the country with lightning speed, suppressing all the unrest.

Although it cannot be said that the ills of Daliang were cured, such a strong method undoubtedly extended the life of Daliang.

Moreover, as Daliang continued to pacify, the national fortune gradually stabilized, and the luck became stronger.

On Zhang Ziyu's side, the more luck he controlled, the deeper his understanding of luck.

After more than two months, suddenly one day, the mansion of Zuo Qianhu was shining with golden light, and Zhang Ziyu's body was surrounded by golden dragons of luck. Soon, the golden dragon entered his body and appeared in Zhang Ziyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, Zhang Ziyu's sea of ​​consciousness was like a big lake, and his spiritual power was as quiet as the lake water, constantly extending out. On this sea of ​​consciousness, the mechanical spirit clan's divine seal, the Great Black Buddha Mother's Palace statue, and the luck golden dragon surrounded his soul.

The golden dragon let out a long roar, and suddenly a ball of fire was ignited in front of him.

The flame was suspended in the air, just like a flame, but it showed a vigorous vitality, endless.

"I have borrowed you for two months, go, go back to your Daliang."

Zhang Ziyu's soul opened his eyes, and his divine power was magnificent. In an instant, he seemed to be a righteous god, no longer an ordinary soul.

"Roar"

After the golden dragon nodded, it flew out of Zhang Ziyu's sea of ​​consciousness, and its body continued to grow in the golden light, and then it sank into the Daliang Imperial City again, no longer showing up.

Zhang Ziyu's soul waved his hand lightly, and the flame slowly came in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the flame, as if pinching a seed.

"Fire seed golden lotus, luck turns into sea, fall."

The luck fire seed instantly fell into the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and then the golden light radiated under the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness. The fire seed seemed to be like a seed, constantly spreading golden thin thread-like roots, deeply rooted in the sea of ​​consciousness.

For a long time, golden lotus leaves emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness, no more and no less, only less than three pieces, emitting a faint golden light, but a little weak.

But looking at the surface of the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness again, three lotus flowers suddenly emerged, and the middle one bloomed under the soul, as the base of the golden lotus, supporting Zhang Ziyu's soul and nourishing it continuously.

The last two lotus flowers appeared under the divine seal and the statue of the Great Black Buddha Mother, respectively, setting off these two forces and transmitting their feedback energy.

Zhang Ziyu's soul momentum increased sharply, and his own cultivation also improved. Although he did not break through the second level of returning to the void, he had already stabilized in the realm of the first level of returning to the void.

In the room, Zhang Ziyu gradually woke up, feeling the operation of the method of mobilizing luck, and couldn't help but smile.

"The luck of planting golden lotus is called the art of ascending to godhood."

The golden lotus and lotus leaves are the representatives of luck, which are constantly condensed and expanded, spreading throughout the body, so from the spirit to the flesh, they constantly push a person to transcend the mundane world and truly become a god.

Zhang Ziyu created this technique, which is the way of luck and incense, and is no less than the Guiyi Zhenjing that he had previously created, which integrates many classics and secret methods. It is one of the foundations of his own practice.

There are many sects and many skills. Learning is not just for mastery, but also for accumulation, in order to find one's own way.

Zhang Ziyu is doing this step by step at the moment, and every step is safe and smooth.

"It's time to go back. Hmm? Is there anyone coming again?"