Chapter 135: Daily life in the sect, the leader’s adventure, the seventh level of Qi training, my grandson Emperor Wanli is here!
Haifu.
Hai Rui held the black gauze hat on his head in his arms, without changing his official robe, and came to the lobby alone.
As soon as I entered the lobby, I saw my wife Wang sitting in the hall with a smile on her face and doing needlework in her hands.
From Dinghai County to Datong, Hai Rui's official position was promoted again and again, and his family's conditions naturally became better and better.
Before this, Wang had given birth to a pair of daughters for Hai Rui, but unfortunately, they died early.
After arriving in the capital, as Hai Rui was highly regarded, Wang's health got better and better. With the elixirs to remove the lesions and the nourishment of spiritual resources, her health naturally got better and better.
As a result, Wang gave birth to a son and a daughter for Hai Rui. Although both were less than two years old, they were healthy under careful care.
(Note: Hai Rui had three wives, Wang was the third one. For the sake of plot creation, this book assumes one wife.)
"You're back." Seeing Hai Rui, Wang immediately smiled. She shook the robe in her arms, stood up, and walked towards him. "It will be the beginning of autumn soon. I'll make you a robe..."
As she spoke, Wang held up the finished robe and compared it in front of Hai Rui, as if to see if it fit him.
"In a few days, I..." Hai Rui opened his mouth, a hint of guilt flashing across his face.
Hai Rui looked at the smile on his wife's face and felt a little sorry for her. He finally came to the capital and his life was stable, but he had to let his family travel with him again, which made him hesitant.
"What happened to you a few days ago?" Wang held the robe in her arms, tied a knot at the part she was working on, lowered her head and bit the string with her teeth, while looking up at Hai Rui.
"I will go to Ningbo Prefecture to take up my post in a few days." Hai Rui finally said it.
"Ningbo Prefecture?" Wang was stunned, then smiled suddenly, "I know, the former Dinghai County was in Ningbo Prefecture."
"How long will you be gone this time? I'll go get ready," Wang said, taking the black gauze hat from Hai Rui's arm. As she turned around, she said, "The last time you went to Datong, mother missed you very much."
"Let's go together this time." Wang was about to make tea for Hai Rui when she was interrupted by Hai Rui's voice.
"And my mother." Hai Rui moved his lips and said this. After he finished speaking, he looked at his wife who had paused. He wanted to say something apologetic, but in the end he didn't say it and just remained silent.
"You must be tired after just coming back from the palace. Take a rest first. I'll go talk to mother and get ready." Wang smiled and turned around to ask, "By the way, when will Qichen arrive?"
"It should be in the next few days." Hai Rui said slowly.
"Master, Master, the Secretary of Prince Yu's Mansion, Master Wang is here." At this time, the servant's voice broke the atmosphere in the hall. Wang didn't say anything and left quickly.
After a while, Wang Yongji, dressed in a scarlet official robe, hurried into the lobby and saw Hai Rui.
"Brother Gangfeng, you..." Looking at Hai Rui, Wang Yong swallowed the word "confused" that was about to come out of his mouth. He could only take a step forward and let out a heavy sigh.
"I knew you would come." Upon seeing his good friend, Hai Rui smiled.
"How can you still laugh!" Wang Yongji sat on the chair in frustration.
"Why can't I laugh? As a subject, I have done my duty and accepted the responsibility. You should be happy for me!" Hai Rui spread out his hands, looking calm and relaxed.
"You have fulfilled your duties, but do you understand what your advice today means?" Wang Yongji stood up again and slapped his palms with the back of his hands.
"You are going to ruin everyone's...future!" When it came to the word "immortality", Wang Yongji fell silent.
"Once the emperor is influenced by your advice, you will offend the entire cabinet, everyone!"
"The two princes will not say anything. If the Imperial Household Department and the Cabinet join forces to attack you, can you stop them?"
"Even if you don't consider yourself, what about your mother, wife and children at home?" Wang Yongji became more and more anxious. "Now you've been demoted to the prefecture of Ningbo, a full four levels lower!"
Wang Yongji said this, holding up four fingers.
"You and I both know that the Ming Dynasty is growing stronger. Next year will be the time for land reform. Within three years, the country's strength will rise to a higher level, and then the prosperous era will come..."
"The Japanese pirates on the southeast coast are no longer a threat. In the past, the officialdom was corrupt and dark. You might have been able to make achievements in Ningbo Prefecture and return to the capital, but what about now?"
"That's a safe and secure place to retire!"
"Once the prosperous times come and the Immortal Dynasty is established, and everyone is blessed by the Immortal Officials, can you still hold on until then?"
"My Ming Dynasty is full of talented people, and the emperor admires you. Are you really not afraid that someone will replace you in the future?"
Hai Rui felt warm at heart after listening to Wang Yongji's words and seeing his friend looking anxious and worried for him.
"I understand, but I don't regret it." Hai Rui said seriously.
"When a country is about to prosper, there must be loyal counselors; when a family is about to prosper, there must be filial sons. I have implicated my mother today, which is unfilial of me..." Hai Rui took a deep breath, "But I am willing to be a loyal counselor in this world."
Hearing these words, Wang Yongji was shocked, opened his mouth, and then closed it immediately.
He had known this would happen!
If not, would he still be Hai Rui?
The status of an immortal official might be important to others, and it might also be important to Hai Rui, but it was obvious that the status of an immortal official came second to him.
Three days later, the Minister of Personnel Hai Rui was transferred to Ningbo Prefecture as the prefect, causing an uproar in the court.
But soon, all the officials, whether they were those who supported the Yan Party or the Qingliu Party, or those who were neutral, secretly said "good".
When Hai Rui left Beijing, no one saw him off except his good friend Wang Yongji, there were only two horse-drawn carriages.
It was just daybreak, and it was foggy and rainy.
At this time outside the capital, Wang Yongji's mood was as bad as the weather.
"Brother Gangfeng, I'm looking forward to the day we meet again!" Looking at the carriage disappearing into the rain and fog, Wang Yongji bowed deeply.
The carriage drove onto the official road, passing by a stretch of green hills.
Opening the car window and gazing at the vast world in the distance, Hai Rui took a deep breath of the slightly cool air and said in a faint voice: "The king should focus on state affairs, and the minister should focus on speaking frankly. Without frankness, the country will have no good policies; without good policies, the people will have nothing to rely on..."
"I will definitely come back!" He thought as he pinched the secret decree passed to him from the palace last night.
Hai Rui was not defeated, he had unprecedented confidence in his heart. He also knew that the emperor had not given up on him!
His sight slowly shifted away, Jiajing withdrew his gaze from his native Ming Dynasty to Hai Rui's resolute and unyielding face.
It was indeed his arrangement that Hai Rui was in charge of Ningbo Prefecture.
Yan Song was tricked by Xu Jie and misjudged the deployment of Prince Yu's faction, which was something Jiajing had not expected at the beginning.
In order to prevent Prince Yu's faction from becoming too powerful, he had to step in and place a Hai Rui in Ningbo Prefecture, so that both sides would be evenly matched.
Jiajing knew that both Prince Yu and Prince Jing were planning to enter Japan in order to generate income for the Xian Dynasty in the future. However, they both had their own secret plans in secret.
This secret deployment is the channel for each party to obtain spiritual resources in the future.
Everyone thinks that there are immortals above them, and most of the resources of the Immortal Dynasty will be handed over to the immortals in the future.
After they took it, the court took it, and after the court took it, the two kings took it. After the two kings took it, it was their turn, so people like Yan Song wanted to take more.
Jiajing's original intention was to use some small profits to entangle them and let them fight endlessly. When the Ming Dynasty develops bigger and bigger in scale, these small profits will also become bigger.
In this way, they will have greater motivation to contribute to the Immortal Dynasty.
After his consciousness left the sea of knowledge, Jiajing took out the flesh and blood of the "Suanni Bull" and began to practice in seclusion again.
……
The top floor of the Heritage Pavilion.
At this moment, under the cover of the ban, the entire inner space is filled with fire aura, like a huge blazing furnace.
The blazing fire-attributed spiritual energy almost condensed into substance, like a ball of flame fluttering.
"Boom!" Finally, the fire-attributed spiritual energy that was so thick that it was almost condensed into substance began to stir.
The blazing fire aura was originally calm and stable, but now it seemed to be enraged and began to sweep wildly.
Jiajing was at the center of the spiritual storm, letting his long hair fly and his clothes flutter, and he was not moved at all.
The first level of the "Emperor's Scripture" in his body was running faster and faster, and finally the spiritual energy around him suddenly stagnated, then spread out with a bang, and finally all gathered together and entered Jiajing's body.
"Huh." After everything calmed down, Jiajing exhaled lightly, "Sixth level of Qi training, the third fluctuation of Qi..."
"My realm has fluctuated three times in four months, all thanks to this half of the flesh and blood of the 'Suan Niu'!" He thought secretly in his heart as he looked at the two-thirds of the flesh and blood left in front of him.
Four months have passed since the last time the cabinet members were granted the title of immortal official.
During these four months, Jiajing had been in seclusion.
With a thought in mind, Jiajing removed the restrictions and magic array on the top floor of the inheritance pavilion, briefly cleansed his body with the "cleansing talisman", changed his clothes, and walked down the inheritance pavilion.
As soon as I entered the inheritance pavilion, I saw a little fat boy sitting at the desk on the first floor, reading a book seriously.
Dugu Donglai, the eldest son of Dugu Ba, the head of the Dugu family. Jiajing still had a deep impression of this little fat boy.
Although he is only five years old, he doesn't look stupid at all. Instead, his face is full of smartness and alertness.
"Who?!" Jiajing did not deliberately lower his voice while walking, so the little fat man turned around very alertly.
When he saw Jiajing, who was wearing a loose white robe and standing behind him with his hands behind his back, he was stunned at first, then immediately closed the book, hid it behind him, and looked at Jiajing with a little nervousness.
"Mr. is out of quarantine?" A smile was forced out on his fat face, his round eyes rolled around, and then he looked up with a bright smile, "Congratulations, Mr. is out of quarantine!"
"Disciple still has to practice, so I won't bother you any more." He smiled, put his hands behind his back, and moved backwards towards the door.
"Heh!" Jiajing chuckled and raised his hand lightly. A hot and thin spiritual whip, like a fishing line, hooked the book that Xiaopang placed behind him and pulled it. The book jumped from behind him over Xiaopang's head, forming a graceful arc and was caught by Jiajing.
"Hey? Sir!" Seeing that the books he had hidden were taken away by the teacher, Xiaopang suddenly became anxious. He jumped up without thinking and wanted to hug the books, but it was too late and he could only stare blankly.
Looking at the little fat boy with blank eyes and a stiff smile, Jiajing's serious face relaxed slightly, and he chuckled and looked at the book in his hand.
"Illustrated guide to sects?" He looked at the book in his hand, which was actually a book introducing the world of immortal cultivation and the sects of immortal cultivation.
"Well," seeing the book being taken away, the little fat boy's eyes rolled, and then he took a deep breath, and his chubby face showed a mature look like a little adult, "Today, I heard a lot about the Central Plains and various immortal sects from my senior brothers and sisters, and I am curious..."
As he spoke, his eyes were full of response.
"So I looked for this 'Sects Atlas' to look at. Well, it's said that I can learn from the best of all schools, so that I won't make a fool of myself if I encounter it in the future."
Looking at the appearance of this little fat boy, Jiajing suddenly found it interesting. He had been in seclusion for a long time and he had been planning to come out and relax.
After all, in the practice of cultivation, one should have a proper balance between relaxation and effort, and haste makes waste. This is not only common sense in the practice world, but also a cliché in the Ming Dynasty.
Besides, his current cultivation speed is already fast enough. This is based on the fact that Daming is getting better and better, and his natal life is also getting better and better. It will be even faster in the future when his natal life object is bound!
"Really?" As Jiajing flipped through the 'Illustrated Guide to Sects', he glanced at the fat boy. Seeing the nervous look on his face while he was flipping through the book, Jiajing's mouth twitched slightly.
Finally, Jiajing opened the page of the book that had a deep crease on it.
"Hehuan Sect?" After seeing the sect introduced on the page that the little fat boy had just flipped through, Jiajing's eyes showed a hint of surprise. This little fat boy is only five years old? At most, he is only six years old.
Looking at the exquisite, unobstructed fairy painting above, it can be said that it displays the beauty of the male and female bodies in incredible detail.
Seeing that the gentleman had found the page he had just read, Xiaopang's heart finally settled down.
His chubby face, as delicate as a piece of jade, suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head, looking very uneasy.
The most embarrassing thing for any teenager is to be caught by their elders while watching 'unhealthy' things.
At this moment, Pang Donglai felt that although he was still alive, it was no different from being dead.
No, it's better to die.
"The Hehuan Sect is unique. It is based on dual cultivation and emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang. It seeks help from fellow Taoists to improve its cultivation..."
"The sect's style is unique and quite charming. Anyone who enters the sect must maintain a sincere and respectful heart in order to obtain the profound meaning of the fruit of the Tao..."
Looking at the introduction about the Hehuan Sect, Jiajing read it out with a rather evil taste, which made the little fat boy even more embarrassed.
"Do you want to join the Hehuan Sect?" Jiajing chuckled, closed the book, put his hands behind his back and looked down at the little fat boy.
“No, no!” The little fat man immediately raised his head, met Jiajing’s gaze, and then glanced to the side. “I just heard from my senior brothers that there is a Hehuan Sect in the Central Plains, and I’m curious… I’m a disciple of the Daming Immortal Sect, so I won’t join any Hehuan Sect!”
"Well," Jiajing nodded, and then said, "Do you understand?"
When asked this question, Pang Donglai was also stunned.
He didn't expect the gentleman to ask him this, but when he saw the look in his eyes that seemed to see through his thoughts, he immediately made up his mind and decided to tell the truth: "Well, I know a little bit..."
"Actually, sir, I didn't mean to see these. I overheard my senior brother and sister talking in the grove, and then I took a look out of curiosity, and I saw my senior brother and sister...that..."
Speaking of that, the fat boy felt a little embarrassed, but the meaning was self-evident.
Hearing him say this, Jiajing suddenly understood.
In the Daming Immortal Sect, there are still some Qi Refining cultivators who were originally from the mountain village. These people are now outer disciples.
Of course, the Daming Immortal Sect does not have an inner gate yet.
According to the standards of a medium-sized sect, inner disciples must at least reach the middle stage of Qi training.
In the future, as the overall strength of the sect increases, the threshold for inner disciples will naturally be raised, and building a foundation will no longer be possible.
This fat boy is the most active and clever among the twelve children. Although he is only five or six years old, he is also at the age of curiosity. It is inevitable that he will be curious when he suddenly sees the affairs between men and women.
However, judging from the performance of this little fat boy, he is probably not just curious, but may also be a little precocious.
"Well, you're quite honest." Nodding, Jiajing took out the 'Sects Illustrated Book' and patted the little fat boy on the head, then said: "Take it, it will be helpful to know more about other sects."
“Remember not to get addicted to it!”
Seeing that the master let him go just like that, the fat boy Donglai looked up in surprise and said, "Master, you won't punish me?"
"Why punish me?" Jiajing smiled and gave the book to the little fat boy, then walked out of the inheritance pavilion, looked at the misty green mountains in the distance, and said, "This is not wrong, and you are not wrong either."
"You just saw some things in advance that you should have known. If you have doubts, clarify them. This way you can be open-minded. Some things will naturally become clear after you understand them."
"It's better than always worrying about it." Jiajing turned around and looked at Fat Donglai who had caught up with him, and said, "Since you have read the introduction of the Hehuan Sect and seen the difference between men and women..."
"Now, let me ask you," Jiajing put his hands behind his back and looked at Pang Donglai solemnly, "What are the limits of the harmony of yin and yang?"
Being asked this question suddenly, Fat Donglai was startled, and immediately put aside his shyness and embarrassment, lowered his head and thought for a while, then answered seriously: "Men can practice cultivation at the age of 18 and women at the age of 16."
"How old are you this year?" Jiajing's serious face relaxed slightly. Although he was still serious, he had turned into a strict teacher at this moment. His eyes were not fierce, but only showed earnest teaching and guidance.
"In one month, he will be six years old." Pang Donglai answered seriously with a chubby face.
"Okay," Jiajing nodded, "Do you understand?"
"Well, I understand," Fat Donglai had a good understanding, and said with a tense face, "Master, you want to tell me that now is not the time for me to understand, no, it is time to get in touch with these things!"
"You are a teachable kid." Jiajing smiled and waved his hand, motioning the little guy to come forward. He raised his hand and touched the round head, saying, "Remember, a real man has his own ways and his own ways."
"The key is to know how to restrain yourself!" Jiajing raised a finger and said, "Remember what I taught you today!"
This kid is quick-witted, smart and alert, but the smarter a child is, the easier it is for him to go astray if he is not guided correctly.
Jiajing did not forget that he was also responsible for guiding and enlightening the "youngsters" of the sect.
In the world of immortal cultivation on Arcturus ruled by Confucianism, the more formal the sect, the more importance it places on the training of the next generation.
These are not just about spiritual practice.
There is also the enlightenment and cultivation of the mind.
Although people's minds are changeable, that is their own choice acquired later in life. When we were young, the teachers of the sects all taught us to be good.
The larger the sect, the more it values the character of the "seedlings". After all, the resources of a large sect are relatively more extensive.
Even if one's destiny is not good, as long as one's destiny objects are good, resources can still help one grow. Although the good ones will be better, the bad ones will not be treated too badly, so character is particularly important.
Even if they are independent practitioners, not to mention the big sects, if they have offspring, they will carefully train and educate the next generation.
Guiding the minds of the "seedlings" from an early age, allowing them to think well and understand reason, will be a valuable asset on their future journey to immortality and will help them cope with more unexpected events.
After all, on the road to becoming an immortal, besides cruel competition, there are also tests of human nature, temptations, and other invisible and intangible things.
Some geniuses, who have good destiny and good natal objects, will still fall if they have bad character. Some have fragile character, and their faith will collapse at the slightest setback. Such examples can be found everywhere.
In a world of cultivating immortals that has been passed down for who knows how many years, people naturally have a very thorough understanding of these principles.
"Disciple understands!" Fat Dong said, bowing and handing the book back to Jiajing, "These things are not what I should touch now, and I will not think about them anymore!"
"Go and practice." After taking the 'Sect Illustrated Book', Jiajing waved his hand, signaling the fat boy that he could leave.
"Yes." Fat Donglai smiled and ran out immediately, but then he stopped, looked back at Jiajing, and said awkwardly: "Sir, today's matter..."
"It will be kept secret." Jiajing nodded slightly.
"Thank you, Mr. Xie!" After saying this, Xiaopang immediately ran away.
After the episode with the little fat boy Dugu Donglai, Jiajing leisurely went towards the depths of the sect.
Liu Quan hasn't come for such a long time since he came out of seclusion. It seems that everything has been normal in the sect in the past few months and no trouble has been encountered.
Jiajing first came to the back mountain of the sect and went to the second elder Song Xinchai to ask for some Peiyuan Pills to stabilize his cultivation.
By the way, I picked some spiritual melons and fruits, and learned from Song Xinchai about some of the sect's developments in the past few months.
During the months he was in seclusion, the sect leader took Dugu Xiong, Liu Quan, and several disciples at the second or third level of Qi training to the wasteland near Wuqing Mountain to clean it up.
In addition, the trade route has not yet been opened, so the first batch of shuttles cast by Liu Yuan can only be sold in Sifang City and the wild market.
There are twelve shuttles in total, eight transport types and four small shuttles. The sect received more than 400,000 spiritual sources at one time.
According to Liu Quan's arrangement, this spiritual source was intended to be used to recruit disciples after the trade route was fully opened up.
The Dugu family’s territory in Sifang City is of the seventh rank, which is not too big but not too small either. Many children of casual cultivators in the territory can join in.
In fact, if the children of independent practitioners want to join a sect, in addition to the age limit, if the child brings his skills to become a disciple, he needs to hand over the skills he has practiced and cannot hide anything.
The parents of independent cultivators can pay a deposit to join a sect family and serve as a worshiper. After a certain period of time, they can join the sect as deacons, or become some outer elders.
Everything is just beginning for the Daming Immortal Sect, but the family and sect need to be developed and expanded as quickly as possible, so disciples need to be recruited as soon as possible.
After all, the disciples sent by the family were only Dugu Donglai and his twelve companions, which was still too few for a medium-sized sect.
Afterwards, Jiajing went to visit the third elder Liu Yuan, whose cultivation had broken through to the sixth level of Qi training, which was the same as Jiajing's.
After asking Liu Yuan for some tips on how to make the flying shuttle, Jiajing was not very interested in the craftsmanship of the craftsman and found it boring.
Afterwards, after meeting the other eleven of the twelve little ones, testing them and giving them some enlightenment on how to behave in society, Jiajing returned to the Heritage Pavilion at night and began a new round of retreat.
The cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training has fluctuated three times. With the help of the flesh and blood of 'Suan Niu', Jiajing has a hunch that in another month, he should be able to break through to the seventh level of Qi training and reach the late stage of Qi training!
During the time when Jiajing was in seclusion, Dugu Yingzheng encountered a strange adventure in the wasteland where the "Wuqing Mountain" was located west of Sifang City.
At night, a huge bright moon hangs high in the sky.
The cold moonlight falls in large patches in the deep and quiet forest.
"Ow!"
A loud and high-pitched neighing sounded.
"Boom!" A huge flaming mushroom rose up from the depths of the forest, followed by the figure of a ferocious ancient beast.
The ancient beast is covered in flames, looks like an ancient elephant, with a majestic body and magnificent momentum.
It is about 30 feet tall, with a shoulder height of nearly 20 feet. It weighs more than 10,000 kilograms. When it walks, the earth shakes and flames roll with its hooves, like a moving volcano, with an astonishing power.
Its body is huge, its skin is as thick as iron and covered with blazing flames, like a mythical beast that walked out of purgatory.
"Shua!" The fiery eyes burst out, piercing and emitting a fiery light, which was intimidating. The long fangs were like blades, extremely sharp, able to break hard stone and cut steel. The four hooves were steady and powerful, leaving scorched earth wherever they stepped, showing their unparalleled power.
But the most eye-catching thing was that on the head of the ancient elephant stood a figure nine feet tall, with a burly figure and bulging muscles. The whole person stood on the head of the ancient elephant, like a small mountain.
The slightly ferocious but honest face was now filled with solemnity.
This figure was none other than Dugu Ying. And the ancient elephant under his feet was his natal beast, the ancient beast "Fire Ancient Elephant".
Hundreds of miles away, on another wasteland lawn, a jade mirror was floating in front of Liu Quan's chest.
The brilliant light of command shone upon a wild boar in front of him that was nearly two meters tall and had bloodshot eyes.
"Ao!" The sudden roar of the ancient elephant made Liu Quan's eyes focus and look towards the forest in the west.
"What the hell is that could force the leader to reveal his life-saving items?!" Liu Quan was surprised.
"Swoosh!" Just as Liu Quan was stunned, a bright sword with a faint purple light came down from a distance, piercing through the wild boar in front of him, and then the sword light turned into a beautiful figure. This was a lonely and arrogant woman holding a long sword and with a cold face.
"More..." Liu Quan was stunned by this sudden change, and was about to raise his hand to thank him, but the other person didn't even look at him. After waving his hand to put away the corpse of the ancient beast, he took a step forward, turned into a sword light and escaped.
"Tsk!" Being ignored, Liu Quan's face turned ugly, and then he spat fiercely, "It's that little bitch from Wuqing Mountain again!"
"Hiss!" Liu Quan took a deep breath of the cold fragrance lingering in the air, and thrust forward fiercely a few times towards the air in front of him. "Why are you so arrogant? Who knows how he got the qualification to clean up the wasteland!"
Originally, Liu Quan thought that after the discussion between the master and Li Changqing, the wasteland around "Wuqing Mountain" would be divided over to the Ming Dynasty for cleanup. It was a foregone conclusion and a foolproof matter.
Unexpectedly, at the last minute, I received a message from Li Changqing, saying that "Wuqing Mountain" had made some connections, and after some discussions, the surrounding wasteland was cleared by the two families together.
This made Liu Quan really disgusted!
These little girls were too arrogant and had bad personalities. He really couldn't stand the way they looked at male monks as if they were a piece of shit, but he also understood the meaning between the lines of Li Changqing's words.
These women from Wuqing Mountain might have connections with the academy, and they were able to make Li Changqing, who was born in the first family of the three veins in the academy, make concessions. I'm afraid the connections behind them came from the upper three veins.
The White Horse Academy is very large, ruling over the endless territory of Arcturus. The Li family, one of the three central veins, is also very powerful.
But at the same time, there are many factions within the family.
These are all pieces of information that the public can buy by simply spending some spiritual energy at the Wind Bell Pavilion.
In short, Liu Quan concluded that Li Changqing was not as relaxed and comfortable as he seemed on the surface.
Not only does he have to deal with the other two of the middle three veins outside the family, but he also has to deal with the suppression of the upper three veins and even the troubles from clan members. Liu Quan only knows the tip of the iceberg.
His head was already aching, and he felt that the sect might be involved in serious trouble this time. However, since things had come to this point, there was no point in thinking too much, and he could only follow Li Changqing.
This "Wuqing Mountain" can make Li Changqing give in. The relationship behind it must be not simple.
So even if Liu Quan was unhappy, he had to endure it.
"Boom!" A loud noise was heard in the distance, and flames shot up into the sky. Liu Quan's eyes focused, "The fight has started. Where is the opponent?"
He wanted to rush over, but when he thought about the clearing of the wasteland and the clear division of labor between the two parties, he didn't want to rush over rashly.
After all, no one is like those little girls in "Wuqing Mountain" who are used to freedom and have no constraints, and can do whatever they want.
Moreover, the fact that he was able to force a sect leader in the Jindan stage to summon his natal object showed that his opponent was probably a "relic from the wasteland"!
The relic species of the wasteland is a name given by the academy to the ancient beasts left in the wasteland, generally referring to the strongest ancient beast in the area.
In the forest, countless towering ancient trees were broken and the ground collapsed into a ruin. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Dugu Ying jumped into the ruins.
"Whoosh!" The huge ancient elephant's trunk behind him blew out a hurricane, blowing away the smoke and dust and revealing the ruins.
"Whee! Whiee! Whiee!"
In the ruins, there was a snow-white horse, the size of a normal horse, with a pair of white shark wings. It was lying among the rocks with blood all over its body, snorting constantly.
The slender and strong neck was rising and falling violently.
What’s strange is that there is a pair of purple fleshy horns on its head, with streams of light floating on them from time to time.
"A 'wasteland relic' of the Jindan period..." Dugu Ying approached, looked at the strange white horse in front of him, waved his palm as big as a palm fan, and a scroll with the words "Ancient Beast Illustrated Book" opened.
"There's no doubt about it, this is the 'Purple Beast' of the 'Purple Beast Clan'!" Dugu Ying looked at the ancient beast in front of him, and after putting away the scroll, a sharp dagger appeared in his hand.
"The cultivation level of an adult 'Purple Beast' is at least at the Nascent Soul stage. I didn't expect to find a juvenile one here. I think it must have been left behind..."
"This 'Purple Beast' is famous because of the pair of fleshy horns on its head. It is said that each horn of a 'Purple Beast' contains a special bloodline power..."
"The key is that this bloodline power, supplemented by medicinal herbs, can be absorbed by the life force and evolve into a special talent!"
Dugu Ying muttered to himself as he slowly approached the "Purple Beast" in front of him that had no power to resist.
Just as the dagger in his hand fell, suddenly a stream of light purple light rushed straight towards him in the darkness.
"Dang!" Dugu Ying reacted quickly. He held the dagger across his front to block the sword energy, and then he retreated explosively.
"Swish!" A two-meter-long and three-inch-wide sword was inserted into the ground. Under the moonlight, a faint purple sword energy was emitted.
"Swish!" At this moment, the long sword slowly floated up, and then the tip of the sword was pointed at Dugu Ying, and there was a faint sword energy covering all directions.
"Spiritual weapon!?" Dugu Ying's face froze when facing the sword, and then he looked at a figure standing on a big tree not far away.
The woman was wearing a dark green robe, with her long hair flying under the moonlight. She faced him sideways, with an indescribable pride in her.
"I want this 'Purple Horse'." A clear and unquestionable female voice sounded.
Hearing this, Dugu Ying frowned.
He naturally recognized who this woman was, the leader of Wuqing Mountain.
He had seen it before when he started the war.
In fact, he noticed this spiritual sword when it appeared.
It was really that this woman was too dazzling at the time. With the cultivation level of the late foundation building period, she relied on a top-grade spiritual weapon to possess the combat power of the golden elixir period. The most important thing was that she seemed to be one with the sword spirit, and the person and the sword were one.
This situation is absolutely impossible in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
There is only one possibility, that is, the sword spirit actively cooperates!
Among the many spirit weapons, the sword spirit is the most arrogant and unyielding, and can make the spirit of a top-grade spirit sword actively cooperate.
There is so much hidden information here!
But Dugu Ying was born a bandit after all, and he believed in the law of the jungle. It was impossible for him to give up the priceless "Purple Horse Beast" at the words of the other party.
"It must be the Wuqing Fairy from Wuqing Mountain..." Dugu Ying decided to use courtesy before force, and said with a salutation: "I am the head of the Daming Immortal Sect, Dugu Ying, I..."
"A pair of horns of an adult 'purple beast' once appeared in the Central Plains." However, before Dugu Ying could speak, the woman continued:
"The highest auction price at that time was five million taels of spiritual energy. I will offer double the price for this young 'Purple Horse Beast'." As she spoke, the woman finally turned around and looked at Dugu Ying.
Double, 10 million taels of spiritual energy? !
Hearing this, Dugu Ying's huge body trembled.
"This, Fairy Wuqing..." Dugu Ying wanted to say something, but the other party said indifferently: "Twelve million!"
"No, what I mean is, are you really..." Seeing that the other party directly added another two million, Dugu Ying was about to explain immediately. He actually wanted to ask if it was true.
"Fifteen million." However, before he could finish, another three million was added.
"Oh, should I be reserved a little longer? Will she continue to raise the price?" Dugu Ying thought in his heart.
A pair of honest and simple eyes looked expectantly at the cold fairy on the treetop under the moon.
"Men, don't be greedy." Seeing Dugu Ying didn't say anything, the woman frowned slightly, with impatience in her voice.
"I saw this 'Purple Beast' just now, but you captured it first. If we really count it, we have to divide it equally."
"I don't want to argue with you or engage in a meaningless fight. Please don't push your luck."
"Fifteen million, deal!" Dugu Ying said immediately.
Fifteen million taels of spiritual energy! The entire Daming Immortal Sect, if sold as a package, would only be worth five hundred thousand, enough to buy thirty Damings.
At this moment, the unhappiness in Dugu Ying's heart caused by the other party's arrogant attitude instantly disappeared.
Fifteen million, let alone being arrogant, he would have to endure it even if he was hit a few times.
"Hmph," the Merciless Fairy snorted coldly, turned around and took a step forward, her dark green robe fluttering, making a "rustling" sound, she slowly walked up to the 'Purple Horse' and grasped the sword.
"Fairy, this 'Purple Beast' has already reached the Golden Core stage..." Dugu Ying wanted to say that he could help remove the pair of flesh horns to prevent the 'Purple Beast' from counterattacking before dying, but was interrupted directly, "There are 15 million spiritual sources in it."
"Pah!" He subconsciously caught the flying object. Judging from the quality, it was probably a third-grade storage bag. Dugu Ying was completely convinced.
"Okay, please come in, Fairy." Dugu Ying suppressed his excitement, raised his hand, and stepped back respectfully.
The flames in the eyes of the huge and ferocious natal creature behind him, the Ancient Fire Elephant, also dissipated completely as its master humbled himself, becoming extremely clear, and its raised head also lowered and slightly retreated.
A pair of straight and strong elephant legs that seem to hold up the sky, but there are also signs of bending.
Well, if humans become cowardly, then the animals will become cowardly as well.
Where is the dignity of a great cultivator in the Jindan stage? Haha, 15 million is thrown in the face, and even a Yuanying stage cultivator is confused.
How many Qi trainings can be produced with 15 million spiritual sources? How many foundation-building cultivators can be produced?
Standardically speaking, if nothing unexpected happens, that is, the cultivator is okay in all aspects, such as having a good natal chart and good qualifications, this amount of money is enough for a foundation-building cultivator to break through to the golden elixir stage!
Holding the storage bag, Dugu Ying felt a sense of unreality.
In the early years, he had also heard of some prosperous places in the Central Plains, where some rich second-generations could spend millions in a certain immortal cultivation city in one night.
Some super-large shuttle companies, any limited edition shuttle, is worth millions or even tens of millions of spiritual resources.
Thinking about how he had worked so hard to earn a few tens of thousands of spiritual sources in hiring fees, and that the entire Daming sect is now only estimated to be worth 500,000 taels, and looking at the storage bag in his hand... he couldn't help feeling bitter.
The ring on the slender index finger of the Merciless Fairy is the legendary storage ring! Judging from its appearance, it is probably of high quality.
What he is using now is just a sixth-grade storage bag.
Oh, so what if I'm a Jindan cultivator? I still can't live with much dignity in front of rich people.
What happened to this world where the strong are respected?
Shouldn't it be that the stronger you are, the richer you are? What's the problem? Oh, it's this damn peaceful world!
How good would this world be if there were no academy rules to suppress it? Resources should belong to the strong. The stronger you are, the richer you are. You have a lot of resources, and I am stronger than you, so I will take yours. How about that?
This is the imagined world of cultivating immortals, but the reality is so different from imagination!
Under the rules of the academy, having strength is not enough, you also need brains.
Even if he is a Yuanying ancestor, so what? Why don't you try to rob a rich man? Haha, someone will teach you a lesson in a minute!
No matter how strong a person is, can he be stronger than a group of people of the same level?
"Ah!" Just when Dugu Ying was knocked unconscious by the "money", suddenly a woman's scream brought him back to his senses.
"Roar!" The 'Purple Horse Beast', which should have been breathing out more than breathing in and was about to die, suddenly jumped up, with the spiritual sword shining with a cold light stuck on its head.
The purple blood flowed, staining its originally sacred and noble body with purple blood, making it look unyielding and hideous.
Of course, these are not the key points. The key point is that the pair of purple fleshy horns on its head emit a dazzling and enchanting purple light, turning into purple silk threads that actually pierce through the body of the ruthless fairy.
"Not good!" Dugu Ying said inwardly when he saw this scene. Something really happened. Then, without having time to think about it, he put away the storage bag and turned into a ray of rainbow light and rushed forward.
"You evil beast, please stop being so arrogant!"
Well, this ruthless fairy has a rather important background, so we should save her if we can, and she is also very generous. Maybe she will reward us with a few hundred thousand or something for saving her life, so we will make a profit.
Mr. Liu's twelve shuttles only cost four hundred thousand...
"Boom!" Dugu Ying's entire body was like a monster. As his skills were running, golden flames surged around him. His original nine-foot-tall, nearly three hundred-kilogram body swelled again.
"Swish!" He took a step forward and stood between the Merciless Fairy and the Purple Horse Beast like a mountain.
"Don't be afraid, fairy. I will definitely protect you!" Dugu Ying didn't even turn his head. Flames surged above his hands as he spoke. He reached out with his big and fierce hand to grab the 'Purple Horse Beast' fiercely.
However, what was strange was that the purple light seemed to be unaffected and directly penetrated Dugu Ying's body. He only felt a needle-like pain in his body.
But this little pain was nothing to him.
"Bang!" The iron fist hit the neck of the 'Purple Beast' hard. The terrifying attack force directly smashed the neck of the 'Purple Beast', and blood-red and purple hot blood splashed.
"Don't kill it!" At this time, the ruthless fairy, who was frightened back to her senses by the sudden change, shouted, but her voice was ultimately a step too late.
Dugu Ying grabbed the neck of the Purple Beast with both hands, his arm muscles bulged, and then he exerted force suddenly. With a "bang", the neck, which was as thick as a man's waist, was torn off.
"Oh no!" Fairy Wuqing looked at the Purple Beast being killed, and her clear and generous face suddenly turned pale.
"Fairy, what did you just say?" Dugu Ying turned around and asked in a muffled voice.
Not far away, the huge ancient fire elephant stomped its hooves on the ground, making a rumbling sound, and the elephant raised its head as if cheering for its master.
"Wow!" However, at this moment, a terrifying purple light burst out from the horns of the "Purple Horse Beast", instantly blocking the entire space, and everything in sight was purple.
"What is this?!" Dugu Ying exclaimed, "Aman!" he shouted.
"Ah!" The ancient fire elephant, the natal creature, let out a loud roar, and flames rose like a volcano. The scorching and terrifying flames directly dispersed the purple light, and everything seemed to have returned to normal.
"Nothing happened?" Dugu Ying looked at the dead body of the 'Purple Beast' in the distance, as well as the pair of dull purple flesh horns, looked himself up and down, and then looked at the Merciless Fairy.
"Fairy, what happened just now?" His instinct told him that things might not be that simple. Fairy Wuqing seemed to have discovered something just now.
"Idiot!" The crisp and cold shout made Dugu Ying stunned, because the voice sounded in his heart.
But the ruthless fairy in front of him did not open her mouth.
Voice transmission? Dugu Ying's silly eyes showed a puzzled look.
"It's so disgusting, this stinky man is so stupid and dumb, he's going to be killed this time!" The disgusting voice sounded in his heart again.
Listening to the very unpleasant cursing voice in his heart, Dugu Ying scratched his head, still not understanding why he was being scolded.
"This is the curse of the Purple Beast," looking at this simple-minded and foolish man in front of her, the Merciless Fairy suppressed her discomfort and disgust and said coldly:
"Don't you know that every 'Purple Beast' will curse at the cost of burning its soul before it dies?!"
"Curse, curse?" Dugu Ying's eyes suddenly widened.
"The death curse of each 'Purple Beast' is different. You must find a way to deal with it as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you are a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, you will definitely die!"
"Also, haven't you noticed that our destinies are bound together, and we understand each other's minds!"
Fairy Wuqing said more in one go than she had in her entire life.
"Buzz!" Hearing this, Dugu Ying's mind was confused on the spot, "So, what was in your heart just now was your voice? Fairy, can you also hear my voice?"
"Nonsense!" Fairy Wuqing rolled her eyes, feeling that she was suffering from stupidity. She took a step forward and drew out her sword spirit.
Dugu Ying was about to turn around when a sharp sword suddenly pressed against his throat. With a cold look in his eyes, he said, "From today on, if you dare to think of me or have any evil thoughts, I will kill you!"
"Anyway, I will find a solution as soon as possible..." After saying that, he took a step forward, turned into a sky full of sword lights and fled away. Dugu Ying was left standing there alone, at a loss.
How can I not think about it? It's better if you don't say it, but once you say it, you will think about it.
"Dugu Ying, if you miss me again, I will not let anyone from your Daming Immortal Sect go!" At this moment, a hateful voice sounded in his heart.
Dugu Ying couldn't help but think of the figure of the ruthless fairy, especially the figure on the treetops and under the moon before.
"Dugu Ying!" There was an almost crazy tone in the violent and cold voice.
Dugu Ying immediately put away his thoughts and forced himself not to think about it. The other party has a strong background, so he can't afford to offend him! There's no need to provoke him!
"It's good that you know!" The cold voice sounded again.
Dugu Ying: “…”
"Whoosh!" At this moment, a sound of breaking air came from afar, and Liu Quan's voice rang out, "Master!"
"Big Liu!" Dugu Ying looked up and saw Liu Quan landing from the flying carpet. He said anxiously, "I just saw the purple light covering this place and was worried that something had happened to the Sect Master, so I came here. Did something happen to the Sect Master?"
As he spoke, Liu Quan noticed the corpse of the Purple Beast on the ground, and quickly stepped forward, saying in surprise: "Purple Beast?!"
"Huh? How come this meat horn is damaged!" Liu Quan squatted on the ground, holding the meat horn, and immediately looked at Dugu Ying with a painful expression on his face, "Master, this is the horn of the 'Purple Beast'!"
"It's worth at least millions if you sell it. Why are you just..."
"It's a long story," Dugu Ying waved his hand and said, "Let's continue cleaning up the Great Wasteland. The remaining species in the wasteland have been dealt with."
"Next, we will work with the people from Wuqing Mountain to quickly clean up the wasteland, and then submit the documents to the academy."
"Yes!" Liu Quan looked at Dugu Ying and saw that he seemed to be worried about something, but the straightforward man didn't tell him, and there was surprise in his eyes.
This doesn't fit the leader's character.
But he didn't think much about it. He waved his hand to collect the body of the "Purple Beast", jumped onto the flying carpet, and flew away.
"Alas!" Dugu Ying sighed softly as he looked at the mess on the ground. He then looked at the Ancient Fire Elephant that came in front of him and gently patted his shoulder with its trunk, as if to comfort him. He said:
"Ah Man, I seem to be in trouble."
"Ah!" The ancient elephant let out a low growl and bumped Dugu Ying with its big head in comfort.
"Oh, thank you, I understand!" Dugu Ying laughed, jumped up, jumped onto the head of the ancient elephant, and said, "Let's go, let's solve the trouble in front of us first!"
"Ow!"
As the academy's edict was issued, all the sects in the entire southeast region began to clear the wasteland.
Battles take place every day, and even secret realms appear, as well as precious medicines, inherited treasures, and so on.
For several months, all the sects in the Great Wilderness were busy clearing the Great Wilderness.
Many ancient beasts were killed, which boosted the flow of people in Sifang City and Wild Market, with independent cultivators flying everywhere every day.
The scene was as grand as that during the initial war.
None of this had anything to do with Jiajing. Time passed quickly and another month had passed. Jiajing was still concentrating on his practice, preparing to break through to the seventh level of Qi training.
"Wow!" The hot spiritual energy fluctuated violently, and the entire inheritance pavilion was filled with fire-attributed spiritual energy.
"Boom!" Finally, the invisible barrier of realm seemed to be broken, and Jiajing felt his mind was clear.
At this moment, the whole person fell into a mysterious state, feeling light and weightless.
The whole world, in his eyes, seemed to have changed again, and he even felt that his skin had changed.
I don’t know how long it took, but the mysterious feeling finally dissipated.
"The seventh level of Qi training. Is the feeling just now the feeling of the late stage of Qi training?" Jiajing recalled that moment, the mysterious feeling as if his soul was leaving his body.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he raised his hand and a mirror appeared.
In the mirror, his skin began to become tight and fair, and he still had that solemn and resolute face of an emperor. But it was obvious that he seemed to have become much younger.
"The maximum lifespan for mortals is 100 years, and the upper limit for the Qi training stage is 150 years," Jiajing recalled the upper limits of lifespans for each realm described in the Basic Qi Induction Technique, "300 years for the foundation building stage..."
"I have made a breakthrough to the late stage of Qi training, so my body has undergone some changes. This is a transformation of my life level..."
As Jiajing thought about it, a hint of joy appeared on his face.
Cultivating immortality and achieving longevity, at this moment he once again intuitively experienced it.
Is there anything that can help you understand the meaning of immortality better than watching yourself getting younger? Nothing!
"Huh." After a long while, Jiajing calmed down and slowly stood up. After casting a 'cleansing talisman' on himself, he changed into a loose green robe. "In the 41st year of Jiajing, on June 20th, after being conferred the title of Immortal Official, I have been in seclusion for four months, and my realm has fluctuated three times..."
"In the 41st year of Jiajing, on October 20th, I went into seclusion again. It lasted for a month and I broke through to the seventh level of Qi training!"
"I entered the world of immortal cultivation on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month in the forty-first year of the Jiajing reign," Jiajing thought to himself, calculating silently, "It is now the end of November in the forty-first year of the Jiajing reign..."
"It's been nearly a year, and I've broken through to the seventh level of Qi training. It's not slow..." Thinking of this, Jiajing's heart moved, and his consciousness entered the sea of consciousness and came to his natal Ming Dynasty.
Such a long time has passed, we need to see if any changes have occurred in the Ming Dynasty.
As soon as my sight reached Yuxi Palace, I heard Lu Fang's prayer.
"Your servant Lu Fang, respectfully reports to the Supreme Great Luo Celestial Being/Purple Extreme Immortal/Holy Wisdom/In charge of the Three Origins/Certified by Yuxu/General Manager of the Five Thunders/Xuandu Realm/Emperor Wanshou, Your Majesty..."
"The Prince Yu's Mansion has good news. On the ninth day of the eleventh month of the forty-first year of the Jiajing reign, Prince Yu's concubine Li is pregnant. His Highness Prince Yu wants to ask the immortals for blessings and to calculate whether the baby is a boy..."
Prince Yu's concubine Li is pregnant? Upon hearing Lu Fang's prayer, Jiajing's eyes flashed.
"Ms. Li, I remember that in the future, her son will be my grandson and the successor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yijun..."
"Zhu Yijun seems to have been born in September of the 42nd year of the Jiajing reign. According to the normal pregnancy period of women, the pregnancy time can be calculated backwards..." Jiajing calculated secretly in his mind, his face relaxed, and he thought to himself:
"It should be in the early November of the 41st year of Jiajing."
"Emperor Wanli?" Thinking of the reign title of his grandson Zhu Yijun in the future, Jiajing's face flickered with joy.
My grandson is coming!
"..."
This chapter has over words. I'll see if I can finish another chapter. I think there's one more chapter, but it might be later...
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