17 times refine and transform the body to nourish the soldiers

  Wu Song thought of this, and suddenly he couldn't help but laugh at himself. If he were to tell Yang Zongbao about his ambition to become a powerful official, he was afraid that the future great traitor would surely scold him and try to lead him onto the right path with earnest teachings.

  Yang Jian was laughed at by him, shook his head, found a quiet room, and sat down to cultivate his true self. The eunuch's heart method could not be seen by others, and he never practiced in front of people. If someone saw it, the eunuch would often kill them to silence them, and Wu Song also did not dare to disturb him.

  Compared to each other, the cultivation methods of esoteric and exoteric gates are distinctly different. Esoteric gates often involve heretical demonic paths, with a wide variety of strange and bizarre practices, whereas exoteric gates are mostly orthodox, even if they have been transformed into demonic gates by the righteous path, their cultivation methods are still upright and glorious.

  Wu Song walked in the midst of Wuyan City, his true energy being stirred by a faint and imperceptible killing aura, automatically opening the Baihui point to guide the heavenly injury star power. The advantage of military heart method is that no matter whether sitting, lying down, standing or walking, eating, drinking, urinating or defecating, the heart method runs continuously without stopping, without worrying about going crazy, but the disadvantage is also very obvious, can only cultivate in a place full of killing and fighting energy, or Fulongting, relying on the power of dragon pulse to improve cultivation.

  If it's somewhere else, even with abundant spiritual energy, the growth of one's own cultivation is not very obvious.

  That day, the heavenly star power was invisible to ordinary people, and even Yang Zhen couldn't detect the situation of Wu Song guiding the heavenly star power. Only Wu Song himself could see through introspection a fine, milky white star power falling from the sky and entering his body through the Baihui acupoint.

  This star force and true energy are not compatible, upon closer inspection, it is a multitude of tiny bright spots, like stars scattered throughout the entire body, merging into muscles and bones.

  His muscles and bones were nourished by this star power, becoming even more robust. His whole body was full of energy, his tendons and meridians flexing and extending. As he walked, his footsteps were light as if flying, without stirring up any dust.

  This is the difference between the military and Taoist families. The Taoist family builds its foundation by refining essence and transforming it into energy, enhancing spiritual cultivation, so many people in the Taoist school have magical powers. The military family builds its foundation by refining essence and transforming it into bone, enhancing physical cultivation, forging an indestructible body, but when it comes to magic, they are not very proficient.

  Therefore, people in Taoism often have a strong yuan-shen, but their physical body cannot keep up, leading to the death of the physical body. If the physical body dies, the yuan-shen also cannot last long.

  The soldier's gate is the physical body that does not die, but the yuan Shen collapses first. When the yuan Shen dies, the physical body is often controlled by the killing energy and becomes a zombie, which is exactly this principle.

  Wu Song gradually enjoyed the feeling of strolling, and when he passed by the military camp, he suddenly walked in. He couldn't use magical treasures, but the military had its own unique method of refining equipment, Wu Song was thinking of choosing a precious sword to refine with the secret method of nourishing soldiers with his body.

  The military officer at the arsenal knew Wu Song and hastily asked, "General, what kind of soldiers do you want to select?"

  Wu Song had no love for other weapons, only liking to use a sword. He said: "Is there a precious sword for close combat? The heavier the better."

  The officer smiled and said, "In infantry battles, knives are used. There are short knives, nine-ring knives, chopping knives, horse-cutting knives, single knives, linked ring knives, wooden knives, straight-back knives, and ghost-head knives. Which one does the general excel at?"

  Wu Song's head grew bigger as he listened, and he hastily said: "Bring out the top-notch treasured swords, I'll choose one myself." The officer summoned the soldiers to bring out dozens of good swords from the warehouse. These swords were all shapes and sizes, with some being over two meters long, others less than two feet, some had blades as thick as two inches, while others were thin as a cicada's wing.

  Wu Song had only used a pair of short-handled knives and a wooden sword before, his eyes were dazzled by the array of weapons, when he suddenly saw a slender, precious sword lying beside him. The hilt was one foot long, the blade nearly six feet long, its color like rosy clouds. He hastily asked: "What is this sword?"

  "General, this is a horse-beheading sword. It's too long and wasn't made by our army's craftsmen. Originally, it belonged to an officer named Zhou Dang, but when he resigned and returned to his hometown, he left the precious sword in the army. The sword is too long and heavy, no one can wield it properly, but because it's extremely sharp, able to cut through iron like mud, that's why it was kept."

  "Zhou Tong's sword? That old man was also in the army?" Wu Song's eyes lit up, and he picked up the horse-slaying knife. As soon as it fit into his hand, it felt a bit heavy, more than twice as heavy as the Liuliuzun Sword, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

  As soon as he held the knife in his hand, a burst of murderous aura surged into his body from the blade, connecting with his true energy. Next, he saw the power of Tian Shang Xing flowing into the knife along his arm, and Wu Song felt that this heavy two-hundred-jin horse-killing knife was getting lighter and lighter, finally feeling as light as nothing, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "So this is what it means to nourish one's body with a weapon, military families really have their own set of skills!"

  The soldiers of the arsenal saw him effortlessly lift the beheading knife and couldn't help but cheer loudly, saying: "General, you are indeed the bravest warrior in the army!"

  "That officer said: 'This beheading horse knife also has a name, called Hanzhang. Zhou Lao left behind a long gun, which is too heavy and no one can use it. Does the general want to take a look?'"

  "As long as it's Zhou Tong's doing, this official will take full responsibility!"

  Finally, Wu Song returned to the camp with only the Huan Zhang knife. As for Zhou Tong's long gun, he no longer had any hope of lifting it. The gun was over 10 feet long and required more than a dozen strong men to lift, yet Wu Song couldn't even budge it.

  He tried to control the eight-foot-long spear with the military's self-cultivation method, but a surge of crimson killing intent burst into his body, almost being controlled by this weapon, so that when he returned to the barracks, his forehead was still throbbing with pain, wanting to kill a few people for fun.

  "Zhou Cong that old pervert, his strength is also too strong, he actually raised the soldier to become a fierce soldier..."

  Wu Song had just returned to the military camp, his buttocks hadn't even sat down yet, when he heard the sound of war drums rumbling loudly in the sky. He hastily rushed out of the tent and happened to see Yang Zhen poking his head out, scolding and cursing: "It's that Lu Da again, almost making our family go crazy!"

  Wu Song suddenly realized that since Lu Da had obtained the small drum, he had been beating it non-stop every day, making the two of them suspicious and fearful. Just as Wu Song was about to return to his tent, he saw Lu Da running over with a crescent-shaped shovel, shouting: "The Xia people are launching a surprise attack! The drumbeat is the signal for assembly!"

  Wu Song and Yang Zong were both military fools, who didn't understand the drumming at all. Upon hearing this, they hastily put on their armor, but had only managed to put on two layers when Lu Da grabbed one of them and said: "Hurry up! Commander Zhang's orders are strict, if we're late, our heads will be chopped off!"

  "Wait, I'll also take a fine iron helmet!"

  "Our family also needs a large shield..."

  Three people arrived at the scene of the battle, only to see that Zhao Kuo's infantry had already climbed up onto the city wall. The artillerymen, halberdiers, archers and musketeers were all shouting and killing, while the catapults, cannons and crossbow carts were firing arrows and stones in all directions. Zhao Kuo was standing on the city wall directing the battle. Meanwhile, Guo Cheng's cavalry was lined up neatly in front of the city gate, ready to charge out at any moment.

  Only 5,000 elite soldiers of Zhang Jiao and Zuo Shi were left on the school grounds. Wu Song said in a daze: "What about our third army? Why isn't there a single person?"

  In the Battle of Wusong Gorge, the third army of the right wing was annihilated except for Wu Song's three men. After the battle, Zhong Shidao replenished 7,000 troops to the third army. Wu Song and Lu Da were promoted to officials, becoming Yu Hou, also known as Jun Zhu, and Jun Du Zhihui Shi, each commanding 2,500 soldiers. The three almost grasped half of the infantry's military power, and they were on an equal footing with Zhou Kao.

  Yang Jian and Lu Da turned back to look, but all they saw was emptiness behind them, not a single soldier in sight, nor even a ghostly shadow.

  Zhang Jue and Zhong Shisheng exchanged a glance, smiling: "Three military leaders, Shisheng has an important task, which cannot be accomplished without brave warriors..."

  Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine and muttered, "Last time when you tricked our family into signing the military order, sir had this same smile on your face... definitely no good thing is going to happen this time..."