Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

When Shen Wuming received the imperial edict, he was still confused. Why did an imperial edict have to be sent in two parts?

He subconsciously thought that one of the two imperial edicts might be forged?

After all, according to the empress's stingy personality, if nothing unexpected happens, she will keep the imperial edict for three months and then send it out using a message talisman.

Otherwise, it's too expensive.

After all, a message token is worth tens of thousands of gold, but on the empress's consumption bill, the currency is calculated in silver.

Sometimes copper plates are used.

How can you be so generous?

“It can’t be fake, right?”

Shen Wuming took the message talisman with suspicion, and only accepted it with half belief and half doubt after feeling the dragon vein energy on it.

"What's wrong? Lord Shen!"

Seeing that he had a strange expression, the big mother dragon couldn't help but ask.

For some reason, ever since her blood was drawn last time, she had an inexplicable feeling for Shen Wuming.

It seemed that without realizing it, this man whom I met for the first time left a very deep impression in my mind.

That is, Shen Wuming didn’t know.

Otherwise, he would be told that the brain had problems reacting due to lack of oxygen.

Then there was a little confusion.

But this is not important, or rather, the big mother dragon herself did not realize that anything was wrong.

Instead, I feel that it is normal to care about Shen Wuming, and it seems that it should be so.

"It's okay, I just might have to stay in Bohai for a few more days. His Majesty asked me to lead the army to go to war."

Shen Wuming shrugged.

When I discussed it with Pei Mao and others, I planned to spend some time and then ask the emperor for permission.

As a result, the Empress was so casual that she directly appointed him as the commander of the detachment.

However, considering his rank and qualifications, it is indeed enough, mainly because his cultivation is enough.

In this world with gods and Buddhas, military tactics cannot be said to be completely useless, but they are certainly not as effective as pure fists.

No matter how capable and skilled a soldier is, it will be useless against a strong man of the eighth or ninth realm.

Unless there is someone strong enough to rival him.

"That's great!"

The big dragon answered excitedly subconsciously, but then felt it was a little inappropriate. What was going on?

Why do I feel happy?

"Maybe this guy is really interesting and I want to stay with him for a while." The dragon comforted herself.

After having a good meal and a good drink, Shen Wuming was about to take a rest when he suddenly remembered the Candle Dragon’s blood.

He took it out from his sleeve, examined it carefully, and found that it indeed contained a very primitive power.

It's not some kind of magic power. In fact, it has a completely different feeling from the various schools of thought.

On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to gods and Buddhas.

But they are not exactly the same.

"Zhulong is an innate god, and one of the most powerful among them. The source of its power points directly to the Great Dao."

"Even his bloodline descendants are not inferior to other innate gods and demons. You can imagine."

"This drop of Candle Dragon blood should contain some Candle Dragon Dao. You have to study it carefully."

The golden cicada flew out at this time, buzzing around the black agate and giving a reminder at the same time.

"I don't intend to study the Candle Dragon Dao. I practice Confucianism and Mohism myself. Why should I neglect one for the other?"

"For me, practicing these two schools is much faster. Why would I bother to get the Candle Dragon Blood?"

Shen Wuming shook his head disinterestedly, "I just want to study and see if I can extract his blood."

"What if it can be separated and then cultivated, or even further, integrated with the blood of other demon races?"

"Maybe I can transform into a super powerful god or demon, even more powerful than Zhulong."

Shen Wuming didn't come up with this idea suddenly, he had always wanted to do this since he learned that Xiao Xiao's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds.

There are just many technical difficulties and the research has not been successful yet.

However, as soon as he told Jin Chanzi his idea, Jin Chanzi was so shocked that he stood still and forgot to flap his wings.

With a "bang", it hit the table and Jin Chanzi actually smashed a hole in it.

"No, do you know what you are talking about?"

The golden cicada that fell to the ground was too lazy to fly now, and instead used its feet to support itself to stand up.

Two eyes stared at Shen Wuming.

"I don't need to tell you how terrifying the Zhulong is, right? All dragons are descendants of him and the Zulong."

"You can imagine."

"No one has ever thought of cultivating a candle dragon. Are you sure you are not kidding me?"

Jin Chanzi felt that all his three views had been overturned. How could someone have such a foolish dream?

Cultivate a candle dragon?

Don’t even mention that these words came from the mouth of Shen Wuming, a little guy in the eighth realm.

Even if a Confucian sage said this, he would probably be laughed at by countless gods and Buddhas.

If people could cultivate Zhulong, then the world would probably be turned upside down.

What other advantages do the innate gods and demons have?

"Don't even mention whether it's possible to do it. Even if it's done, do you know what will happen?"

Jin Chanzi felt a chill on his back, "You will be attacked by all the innate gods and demons."

"Their advantage is that they are born with extremely strong talents."

"If you can replicate Zhulong, it means that you can potentially replicate all the innate gods and demons."

"I dare not even think about how many people will attack you by then!"

Is it that exaggerated?

Shen Wuming was a little confused. According to his understanding, the world before crossing over should also be one of the three thousand worlds!

In theory, that world also has the technology to separate and culture cells, and has even created cloned sheep.

Even the technology for cloning humans has been mastered, but it has not been widely used due to ethical reasons.

Why can’t we clone a Zhulong?

If those innate gods and demons were really angry, they should also attack the world they came from before they traveled through time.

Not yourself!

"You are exaggerating."

Shen Wuming curled his lips, “Don’t talk about these things, think about it for me first, is there any way?”

"I really think that if we work hard, we can train a candle dragon to play with."

"Just think about it, if you return to Buddhism in the future, riding on a candle dragon, how majestic it would be."

Jin Chanzi originally wanted to persuade her, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but feel dazzled.

Even his own master was just riding a peacock, although that peacock was the Peacock King.

But in the end, it's just a peacock.

If I could ride on the Candle Dragon and fly back to Lingshan, the Arhat who subdues the dragon would have to call me "big brother" when he sees me.

"Tsk, don't say that."

Jin Chanzi rubbed his hands like a fly, and really began to think of a way for Shen Wuming.

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