Gao Lanping is skilled in using "Solar God Needle," which is kept in a treasure bag called Hong Hulu, used to fire needles, blind enemies with its strong light, and then slash with the sword.
Is this style very familiar?
Is this style very familiar?
The styles of the two are actually similar, basically who has the first move wins.
You think that's the end? Wrong, this is just the beginning.
Deng Chan Yu died and was placed on the list, dubbed as "Star God of Six Himmats," while Gao Lanping was awarded "Star God of Peach Blossoms."
The former is in charge of marriages, and the latter is also in charge of marriages...
The six directions represent the harmonious meaning of marriage, goodness, beauty, and the implication of yin and yang complementing each other to bring forth all things.
The meaning of peach blossoms in the context of relationships is relatively negative. When people say someone "has a peach blossom fate," it's not a good term. It usually refers to third parties, being aware of infidelity and actually engaging in it, etc., all along these lines.
Deng Chan Yu, the Star God of Six Directions, was responsible for bringing people together in the previous war. On the other hand, Gao Lanping, the Star God of Peach Blossoms, was responsible for causing conflicts in the later war. They both undermined each other, making it impossible for either of them to achieve their goals.
They have a very poor relationship when they are human, and their relationship is even worse when they are not human.
The old ginger god grouped them together in an "office" when he granted them divinity. Is that something a human would do?
Deng Chan Yu has no control over the matters of deification and posthumous affairs. For now, she can only focus her efforts on the human world.
If Gao Lanying is killed, Deng Chan Yu might be able to live until the end of the story.
This has nothing to do with good or evil; she just wants to live.
"Auntie, give me ten bodyguards."
"Is something wrong?"
"Yeah, I had a bit of a dispute with a woman today, and I'm going to give her a hard time."
The yellow concubine, who was busy settling accounts, didn't think much about it. She knew too well the temperament of a general these days. Causing trouble was normal; not doing so was odd. The Deng family was of such stature that as long as they didn't kill the son of King Zhou on the street, there would be no big deal. She immediately allocated ten of her fifty bodyguards to Deng Chan Yu without hesitation.
The Deng family meticulously selected three thousand soldiers from their two hundred thousand army to serve as their personal bodyguards.
These soldiers are fully devoted to training, with no other responsibilities, as long as they train hard. The Deng family is responsible for supporting them and their entire families. The bodyguards are all expert archers and horsemen, capable of fighting ten men with one, which is the foundation of the Deng family's dominance in the south.
When Huang Feihu fled from the Five Passes, he also brought his bodyguards and personal guards with him.
As for how a slave-owning society like the Shang Dynasty could have a system of martial families and bodyguards, this does not require elaboration.
Deng Chan Yu assigned tasks to the ten bodyguards.
I'm not sure if Gao Lanping has concocted the solar needle at this point. She took a cautious approach and needed to purchase some materials for using against enemies.
She said to the few people, "Do you see the five-color stone in my hand?"
The bodyguards all nodded in unison.
"Go and buy materials that can block this strong light. The best choice would be something transparent and lightweight."
The best move to counter the solar punch is to wear sunglasses!
She doesn't understand the principles of polarized glasses or the cancellation of wavelengths, but in a world of mythology, there are many unconventional materials. Let's look for one first.
The bodyguards were perplexed, thinking that Deng Miss was calling them out for a fight. So, this is it?
She sent five of them to gather materials, leaving the other five behind.
"Whose lips are more adept at speaking?"
The four people looked at a thin, tall man in unison.
"What is your name?"
"I am Deng Ai."
Deng Chan Yu: "......Good name. So, I'll give you a task. Go to the yellow concubine's place to get some money."
She assigned the tasks one by one, and then she sent her young servant Hong Xiao back to San Mountain Pass under the excuse of fetching clothes, secretly controlling her clone to follow her to the southern capital.
The fledgling bird is too weak to be left at home, as it's fine there. However, if it's placed in the chaotic southern capital, she worries about her ability to handle two tasks at once.
Now it's a matter of life or death, and I have to be bold.
The clone's ability to mask its aura, its powerful consciousness, and its control over low-intelligence flying birds can all provide assistance for her upcoming battle.
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After obtaining the solar gold, Gao Lanping returned to her mansion in the southern capital.
Her martial family is a rank lower than the Deng family, but it's not like she can't afford a courtyard. Even if it's just a temporary place to stay, the environment, location, and size are all decent.
She held the solar gold and repeatedly verified that it was indeed the kind of material mentioned in ancient books. It was a material produced on earth after the nine suns were shot down by Hou Yi. The sun's blood mixed with some impurities, forming this unique treasure.
Again, it's the same story. In Hou Yi's era, this material was considered garbage, discarded on the ground, and even the grand shamans would not bother to bend down and pick it up. However, in today's world, it is an invaluable rare material.
Gao Lanping, during her childhood, worshipped an extraordinary person as her teacher and learned the method of concocting the Solar God Needle.
Unfortunately, her teacher was an itinerant, and he died early, so he did not teach her much. Fortunately, Gao Lanping had extraordinary intuition. With a few remaining heterodox techniques and her own understanding, she managed to forge her own path.
She forged seventy-seven, forty-nine fine needles as thin as hairs. Normally, they are stored in the red gourd left to her by her master. Now, these things can only be called "God Needles," and only after adding solar gold can they become true "Solar God Needles."
Back at her mansion, she ordered her subordinates not to disturb her, and then she began to seclude herself for refining treasures.
Three days passed, and she had just nurtured the forty-nine "God Needles" with her spiritual consciousness. Not to mention the ritual process, the preparations were not even complete when she was interrupted by an unusually loud noise outside the courtyard, as if hundreds or even thousands of ducks were quarreling outside her yard.
What's going on?
A cultivated Daoist is not afraid of disturbances and can remain calm even in the most adverse environments. She cannot do that.
"What's going on?" Gao Lanping, feeling somewhat exhausted, came out to have a look and found a large group of people outside the door.
"Why didn't you disperse the crowd? How can such a small matter not be handled well?" She sternly asked angrily.
The high family bodyguards knew that this young miss was difficult to please, so they simply shook their heads.
"It's not something that can be explained in a few words. We don't know what's going on either... Miss, you should just take a look yourself."
Gao Lanping was somewhat angry, and her naturally cunning personality made her even more impatient at this moment.
She snorted coldly and pushed open the door. What she saw outside was an absolute bustle!
The crowd was packed, forming layers both inside and outside, shoulder to shoulder, like a market day. The originally spacious street was jammed so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass through.
She carefully inspected the crowd, and found that most of the people in front of her were elderly men and women in their sixties and seventies. The old people had joyous expressions on their faces, as if they had found money outside.
Gao Lanping had come to the southern capital more than once, but she had never known that there were so many elderly people in the city. So the question is, what are these people doing?
