On the way back, Huang Zhong and I started to chat about the Shu, which benefited me a lot. Other than the books and novels, there were actually many other stories hidden within.

I replied, "Actually, there's something that I'm not clear about. It's that regarding Zhuge Liang's usage of servants, why do they feel a little afraid of using their weapons and not the great general? Just like that time when Zhao Yun and his son were all fierce people, Zhuge Liang rarely used them."

I started. "And then?" I asked.

Huang Zhong looked out of the window, with both of his hands on the passenger seat as he said, "I heard of all of this in the Underworld. It makes people sigh that if Zhuge Liang is heavily valued, with just a little bit more authority than Fa Zheng, I think we'll be able to successfully defeat him in the north."

"Reality makes a hero, and it destroys a hero." "No," I said.

Huang Zhong laughed and did not say a word, as though he was immersed in his memories.

I have more respect for this old general in front of me, because no matter what version of the Three Kingdoms it is, the old man is a person of virtue and prestige, a person who practices martial arts with righteousness.

The car jolted all the way back to Mi Zhu's shop. It was already night by the time I got back, so I didn't plan to go back now, and wanted to take this opportunity to exchange some of my experiences with Huang Zhong. This old general's combat experience is too abundant, and there are stories all over her body.

Although we had already eaten at Li Min's home, when Mi Zhu saw that we had returned, he still specially prepared supper. When we ate and drank, it was already late into the night.

However, no one was drunk and each of them had their own thoughts.

Mi Zhu sighed: "I didn't think that Brother Pan would leave us like this. I really liked hearing Brother Pan's vulgar words, and Brother GongShou was also severely injured."

After all, these past few days, the three of them had been angry at the same time. Although the main brain was dictated by Mi Zhu, but she was an honest man, and was willing to spend any effort to get on good terms with Mi Zhu.

An intelligent person would usually like to be friends with an honest person.

"Actually, Pan Feng can't really be considered to have left, his soul is still in the Underworld's summoning pool. Huang Zhong said.

"But after it was summoned, it was no longer our comrade." I sighed.

Mi Zhu laughed: "That might not be the case, do you know, Cao Cao has been summoned?"

"What?" "The tyrant of chaotic times?!"

"Yes, the other party was a level seven Spirit Master, and even managed to revive Cao Cao. What do you think will happen next?" Mi Zhu drank another mouthful of wine and looked at me.

I didn't say anything. I just wanted to hear.

"Cao Mengde killed the Spirit Master and took away his identity as the Spirit Master. Now, he has been reborn," Mi Zhu said.

"How do you know?"

This is also the reason why I heard that Cao Cao has already summoned many Grand Historical Warriors. I don't know how many of these usurpers remain, but if the hegemons of the Three Kingdoms era were to be resurrected, it would be a calamity for the entire world. Right now, all of the cultivators are actually searching for traces of Cao Mengde, because Cao Mengde has changed from his usual dodgy attitude and sent people to assassinate cultivators. Mi Zhu said.

"Why did he kill him?" Guan Yinping was also puzzled.

"Because cultivators have experience, the higher the rank of a Spirit Master, the higher his authority will be. The current Cao Mengde is not only a hero, he is also a Spirit Master, and he is extremely formidable!" Mi Zhu paused for a moment before continuing, "But fortunately, he was several cities away from us, so he temporarily won't come to our place."

"Then those Spirit Master in his city …"

"You know, they're all dead." Mi Zhu said.

Huang Zhong said, "When did he become such an ambitious person? I never thought that he would actually use his power as well, this is in violation of the Ghost King's decree!"

"There is no rule governing the election of the Ghost King. Whether it is a dead person who becomes the Ghost King or a living person, or an ancient person, they are not necessarily modern people." Mi Zhu said.

At this time, Mi Zhu had already revealed his wise and farsighted side, causing us to be extremely surprised.

I took out the Pill Yang Medicinal Technique and asked, "Uncle Mei, do you have any way of learning this book?"

I have yet to attain 90% of Intelligence, but I am not worried, as long as Young Master can summon a general then it will be fine, for example Xu You, Guo Jia, or even a second-rate general like Lu Meng, we can all learn it, but if we were to master this medicine technique, we can indeed gain the ability to survive. Mi Zhu said.

I nodded. "Then Uncle Mei will take care of this book. During this time, I will do my best to complete a mission and gather a thousand Psionic Coin as soon as possible. I will then proceed with my next summon."

"There's no need to rush about the summoning. The reason I mentioned about Cao Mengde, is actually to remind Young Master about it." Mi Zhu said.

"Oh?"

"The weakness of the Spirit Master is that it is just a battle. If the Spirit Master is a strong warrior that is not inferior to a Grand Historical Warrior, do you think she would be afraid of the enemy's attack?" Mi Zhu said.

"You're right, but there's a big premise. You have to level up quickly, but the current tasks are very limited," I said.

"Actually, Young Master, you do not know one thing. If you were to train your body in the ordinary way of life, your stats would also increase. You are a physical body, and your physical body can continuously become stronger. Mi Zhu said.

Mi Zhu's words woke me up. It was already midnight, so I felt a little sleepy and planned to talk about the rest when I had time.

However, just as I was about to find a place to sleep, Guan Yinping sneaked in after me and said, "Young master, you won't be going today, right?"

I smiled. "That's right, I'll go and sleep in Pan Feng's bed. There aren't many people over there anyway, so Uncle Zhong is also in the male dormitory."

Guan Yinping bit her lips as her face blushed. "Actually, my bed is quite big!"

I almost vomited blood. I looked at Guan Xianping in shock. Guan Yinping seemed to realize that she had said something wrong. She corrected me immediately. "I mean, my bed is a double bed. We can sleep together."

"Holy shit, he really can do it?"

"Wrong, wrong, I mean, I don't even know how to say it!" Guan Yinping was so anxious that she couldn't speak anymore.