How could Ding Ning not see his sadness? But he could not help him in such a matter.
After all, martial arts cultivation was not child's play. It could not be improved at will. He was not a god, so he could not help him even if he wanted to …
Eh, something was wrong.
Ding Ning's eyes suddenly brightened, and a bold idea came into his mind.
If Xiahou Weiyang was an Ancient Warrior, he might not be able to help him. But he was a National Warrior. Although he had changed to Ancient Martial Arts, he had a solid foundation in National Martial Arts.
It was this difference that made Ding Ning see a way to help him improve his strength. Of course, this way was only feasible in theory. Whether it would work or not, he had to ask for Xiahou Weiyang's opinion before experimenting.
In the Kunpeng Realm, the master of the Thousand-Eyed Plague God attacked him from a distance and almost sent him to the underworld. But in the end, it was a blessing in disguise. He understood the ultimate path of National Martial Arts and built a body of five elements through internal circulation.
Although the process of building a body of five elements by force was very painful, and those with weak willpower could even have a mental breakdown because they could not bear the pain, who was Xiahou Weiyang?
He was one of the 13 Guardians. He fought on the battlefield all year round and had already honed a will of steel. In terms of willpower, even Ding Ning would have to admit defeat.
Most importantly, Xiahou Weiyang could rely on his own exploration to cultivate to the Martial God Realm. His aptitude and comprehension might not be unparalleled in the world, but they were definitely monstrous.
Although Ding Ning's cultivation speed was heaven-defying and his strength was soaring, to put it bluntly, he had a series of fortuitous encounters and awakened the bloodline of three Venerable Ones, which made him who he was now. If it was purely in terms of aptitude and comprehension, he might not be comparable to Xiahou Weiyang.
Therefore, after this idea flashed in Ding Ning's mind, he immediately deduced. The final conclusion was that if Xiahou Weiyang had his guidance and walked the path of National Martial Arts again, the success rate of building a body of five elements would be more than 70%.
Although a success rate of 70% seemed risky, in martial arts cultivation, sometimes a success rate of 50% was worth risking one's life. A success rate of 70% was already very high.
As he had expected, after Ding Ning asked for Xiahou Weiyang's opinion through telepathy, Xiahou Weiyang only considered for less than a minute before making a firm decision. He would re-cultivate the national martial arts and walk his own path.
Even if he had to dispel his cultivation and reduce his cultivation to the Martial God Realm before that, he would probably stay in the Martial God Realm forever and could not make any progress, he did it without hesitation.
It could be seen that the appearance of these Demigod powerhouses had stimulated him greatly. Becoming stronger was the only choice that he could not afford to waste any time.
During the conversation, Ding Ning finally understood why those experts in the arsenal deliberately targeted Xiahou Weiyang and the National Warrior's Mansion.
The matter wasn't complicated at all. In the end, it was still politics that was at play.
As the saying goes, a new emperor brings his own ministers. It has nothing to do with good or bad, nor does it have anything to do with selfishness. The only thing that matters is one's standpoint. The Thirteen Guardians were Taizu's people.
But the 13 Iron Guards had made outstanding contributions, and no one could erase them, not even Taizong. Therefore, after Taizong ascended to the throne, he was afraid that the National Warrior's Mansion would not be able to deal with it, so he took a cold approach.
He worshiped the National Warrior's Mansion as a religion, but he took away their power. He also specially set up an Arsenal and recruited some good seedlings from Jianghu to cultivate them as the foundation of Shenzhou.
The purpose was actually very obvious. He wanted to replace the National Warrior's Mansion with the Arsenal and gradually weaken the influence of the National Warrior's Mansion.
Although Xiahou Weiyang and the others understood it, they inevitably felt uncomfortable.
But they were people who cared about their country. They knew that Taizong also considered the overall situation and did not deliberately target them. Moreover, they did not have the ambition to dominate.
Therefore, they just let it be.
Although Taizong was talented and resourceful, he was not a martial artist after all. He knew that there was a specialization in a certain field, so he assigned the task of selecting good seedlings from the Arsenal to a special person, but asked the National Warrior's Mansion to help and check on them.
The white-haired old man's name was Yue Qianshan. He was a great bandit who had committed many crimes. When selecting people to enter the armory, Xiahou Weiyang rejected him because of his bad character. He even wanted to investigate the crimes he had committed.
However, Yue Qianshan somehow had a relationship with the person in charge of the Arsenal. For this reason, Xiahou Weiyang had a fierce quarrel with him, and the matter was even brought to Taizong.
After Taizong learned about Yue Qianshan, he knew that although Yue Qianshan had a bad character, he was indeed a good seedling for cultivation. In the end, Taizong made the final decision that Yue Qianshan was a good cat as long as he could catch mice. He would let bygones be bygones, but he must turn over a new leaf and serve the country well.
As a result, Yue Qianshan entered the Arsenal as he wished, but he also formed a feud with Xiahou Weiyang. He spread rumors in the Arsenal and slandered Xiahou Weiyang and the National Warrior's Mansion.
Perhaps this was the situation that Taizong wanted to see, so he did not stop Yue Qianshan, who thought that he had found Taizong's weakness, became more and more unscrupulous, causing the people in the Arsenal to be hostile to the National Warrior's Mansion.
After Ding Ning learned about the cause and effect, he sighed with emotion, but he did not comment.
Taizong was also a great man whom he admired from the bottom of his heart. A qualified leader must have the mind of an emperor and the way to control his subordinates.
In this regard, although he felt it was unfair for the National Warrior's Mansion, he did not think that Taizong had done anything wrong.
After all, since ancient times, too many people had lost their nature under the temptation of power. As the supreme leader, if Taizong did not find a way to check and balance the National Warrior's Mansion, who could guarantee that they would not lose themselves in the desire of power?
From Taizong's point of view, although it seemed a little unfair to the National Warrior's Mansion, in fact, he did not do anything wrong. He considered the overall situation without any personal feelings.
But if he looked at this problem from the point of view of the National Warrior's Mansion, he would feel wronged. He had a kind of grievance like "I have always been loyal to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."
This also made Ding Ning feel alarmed and reflect on his recent actions. He was a famous figure in the Chinese Medicine circle, a professor of Ninghai University, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the dean of a traditional medical college, the director of the Ninghai Seventeenth Bureau, the special consultant of the Ninghai National Security Bureau, the consultant of the Ninghai Criminal Police Team, and the top of the Martial Roll …
These series of positions and halos brought him not only glory, but also suspicion and suppression.
In particular, after he learned from Xiahou Weiyang that the higher-ups wanted to grant him the rank of Major General and the idea of serving as the Deputy Chief Guard of the Yulin Guards, he was even more worried.
Was it really a good thing for a twenty-three-year-old major general to have a halo that many ordinary people could only dream of in their entire lives?
In this regard, Ding Ning realized for the first time that he had shown off too much. Once he aroused the suspicion of his superiors, his days would not be good.
In this way, his joy of obtaining the rank of Major General immediately vanished. Not only did he not feel excited, but he also felt that this rank was simply a hot potato.
Xiahou Weiyang, as a senior who had experienced many ups and downs, knew what he was thinking. He patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You have to accept this military rank."
"Why?"
Ding Ning looked at him in confusion. Although he had a high IQ and EQ, he still couldn't see through the key point.
"Because this is the Deputy Chief of the Featherwood Guard."
Xiahou
How could Ding Ning compare to Wei Yang's life experience? Her words revealed the secrets of heaven, causing Ding Ning to come to a sudden realization. A bitter smile appeared on his lips.
Yes, if it were any other military rank, he would certainly find a way to refuse it tactfully, but he could not and could not refuse the military rank of the Deputy Chief of the Featherwood Guard.
Because he held a position in the National Warrior's Mansion, and the Featherwood Guard was the department created by the superiors to balance the power in the hands of the National Warrior's Mansion. This itself was a means of balance. If he did not accept it, it would be easier for him to arouse the suspicion of his superiors.
Ding Ning rubbed his temples in distress and sighed. "It seems that the superiors have already suspected me."
"Not necessarily. The current head of state is broad-minded, and his thoughts are as deep as the sea. No one knows what he is thinking, but I think there is another purpose in letting you serve as the Deputy Chief of the Featherwood Guard. But I can't guess the specific purpose."
Xiahou Wei Yang's evaluation of the current head of state was quite high. This person was bold and daring, knew how to use people well, and was not afraid of power. His style of doing things was extremely tough and upright, and his courage and insight were extraordinary. He did not like to stick to the rules, was good at breaking old rules and bad habits, and was brave in reform and innovation. He was an extremely charismatic person and a good leader who did practical things for the people wholeheartedly. He was deeply respected and loved by the people.
In this regard, Ding Ning had a deep understanding of this. If it were not for the unique style of doing things, how could he dare to give him a certificate of permission for polygamy? This was a "handle" that would leave a serious stain on his ruling career.
Thinking of this, his anxious heart returned to his stomach. Perhaps, he had thought too much. With the breadth of mind of the head of state, he should not have any fear of a young "panda" like him. It was purely to thank him for winning glory for the country at the medical summit, so he gave him the rank of Major General as a reward.
Of course, if he knew that the Head of state who was highly praised by Xiahou Wei Yang, after listening to the report of the Wu family in Shu Du City with a smile yesterday, he replied with "no reply, wait and see", and then laughed and said, "This is really a favor from the heavens." Perhaps he would not be so naive.
Boom!
The earth shook and the mountains shook. The gravel splashed, and the tragic sound of fighting resounded through the sky.
It was different from the street scuffle between hooligans. Both parties involved in the battle were Demigod Level Experts. They could easily unleash devastating attacks. In a short period of time, the Rain Prayer Platform was beaten beyond recognition and turned into a pile of ruins.
The realm of the people in the arsenal was not weaker than that of the three Sacred Halls. However, they were all built in seclusion and lacked the baptism of blood and fire. Their combat power was not on the same level as those experts from the Sacred Halls who had experienced life and death situations.
Moreover, in terms of numbers, the powerhouses from the arsenal didn't have the upper hand. Those divine sons didn't even need to make a move. Just the hundreds of god slaves alone were enough to utterly defeat the people from the arsenal and make them wet their pants in terror. As soon as they started fighting, they suffered heavy casualties.
If it was not for Yue Qianshan organizing people to form a battle formation to support them, perhaps they would have been completely annihilated. But even so, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.
After all, none of those Divine Sons had taken action. They were calm and unruffled. Moreover, every Divine Son was protected by a Divine Guard hidden in the dark.
Although he did not like the people in the arsenal, they were after all the foundation of the Divine Prefecture. From a certain perspective, they could be considered as comrades in the trench with Ding Ning. Of course, he could not really sit and watch them be completely annihilated.
"Stop."
Ding Ning took a step forward and appeared in the battlefield. He said in a calm tone.
"Get lost!"
One of the God Slaves was enjoying killing. When he saw a bearded man who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth jump out and ask them to stop, he shouted angrily and casually swatted at Ding Ning.
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