Take the earth to enshrine the gods

Chapter 55

Night, Qingqiu Palace.

In the quiet room, Qian Yuan sacrificially refined the Fortune Cauldron and Jinghong Sword as usual.

In the short term, the Jinghong Sword can only be played coolly, and cannot display its real lethality, but it still needs to be sacrificed, and one day, it will bloom the brilliance that should belong to it.

Fortunately, there is Barrett.

After sacrificing the two ritual instruments, it was late at night, and everything was silent. Qianyuan began to adjust his breath and meditate.

There was an incense burner in front of him, three sticks of high-quality sandalwood were lit on it, and wisps of green smoke rose from it.

Under the effect of sandalwood, Qianyuan quickly entered into a samadhi, and his mind was immersed in the unspeakable wonderland of practice. The bright moon was like a wheel, turning slowly, transforming a trace of vitality into the power of the soul, like rain falling into the world.

This is the joy of practice.

Years ago, Qian Yuan had already consolidated his cultivation in the early stage of the strong soul, and after nearly four months of hard work, his cultivation even showed signs of loosening.

Such an astonishing speed of practice is probably only comparable to the ancient monks.

Among them, in addition to the remnants of the dark and yellow energy of merit in the body and the sacrifice of the natal magic weapon, what is more important is the mysterious yellow energy of merit that has just poured in.

like now.

When Qian Yuan was meditating, wisps of black and yellow energy of merit and virtue would appear out of thin air above his head, like smoke and illusion, pouring in from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, absorbed and transformed into soul power.

Such a unique condition is beyond the envy of other monks.

Contributing to the heaven and earth, and being virtuous to the world can be called merit and virtue. The same is true for the governance of Yingshui, the implementation of the New Deal, the construction of roads, the construction of water conservancy, and the purge of officialdom.

As Qianyuan said before, equality is a virtue, duty is a virtue, and responsibility is also a virtue.

Since the Zhang family was swept away, Yize County has a clean and bright government, the county government has worked hard, business has become more and more prosperous, and it has done a lot of practical things for the people.

Among them, although there are civil and military officials who have worked hard, Qianyuan, as the vassal king of Yize County, is in charge of the overall situation, with the heaviest burden on his shoulders, and naturally he has gained the most merit.

The way of heaven is fair.

Although these merits and virtues were not concentrated, they accumulated over time, and over time, they were still very considerable, which greatly pushed Qianyuan's cultivation base forward.

In addition, we have to mention the cement formula dedicated to Shendu by Qianyuan.

The formula was finally handed over to the Ministry of Industry, and three cement factories were built in one go on the outskirts of Shendu for road repairs, water conservancy facilities and other projects.

As the "inventor" of cement, Qianyuan can also get a share of it.

Although the proportion is not high, it cannot hold up to a large quantity. It is foreseeable that with the promotion of cement in Dagan, Qianyuan will continuously gain merits.

With this kind of merit, Qianyuan's cultivation base can't be the same as riding a rocket.

Make an inappropriate analogy.

If the virtuous qi is compared to the pure, directly absorbable aura of heaven and earth, then Qianyuan is now doing the things of the strong soul period with the cultivation method of the qi-entraining period.

High-level fights against low-level, even if you are not fast.

If you compare the capacity of the cultivation base in the strong soul stage to a pond, practice is to add water to the pond with a ladle, one ladle a day, accumulating over time, and the pond can always be filled.

This requires patience, and it takes ten years of work.

But now Qianyuan is directly pouring water into the pond with a bucket, one day is equivalent to half a month for ordinary people, just like cheating, it is logical that his cultivation base will improve by leaps and bounds.

This is why the monks are dedicated to being an official.

In Shendu, although Qian Yuan is the king of Qin, he can't participate in political affairs, can't gain merits, and his qualifications are extremely poor, so his cultivation is naturally like a snail crawling.

When I arrived in Yize County, I felt a sense of the vastness of the sea.

According to this progress, it is estimated that it will not take many years for Qian Yuan's cultivation to catch up. Even if he compares with his amazingly talented Thirteenth Sister, it is not impossible.

If you want to achieve supremacy, personal strength is also an indispensable part.

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March twenty-seventh, cloudy.

After refining the natal magic weapon, Qianyuan only stayed in the county for one day, and then went straight to Yizeguan with his personal guards. Seeing that the battle was imminent, he was going to the front to supervise the battle.

The county government has Uncle Zhong sitting in charge, Qianyuan is very relieved.

In fact, if it is just to maintain the status quo, the county government, even the government government, is usually very idle, and there is no official business that is piled up like a mountain and can never be finished.

Otherwise, Qing monks can't play well.

Yize county government is busy, that's only relative, there is no need for Qianyuan to do everything by himself.

Walking on the newly built official road, the horseshoes with iron palms are in close contact with the concrete road, making a crisp and rhythmic sound of "Gada, Gada".

Qian Yuan didn't ride in a car this time, but rode a bay red dragon horse, wearing a Qianlong armor specially designed for the royal family, with a scarlet cloak flapping around, and a Jinghong sword on his back, just like a general going to war.

Added a bit of iron and blood out of thin air.

As the ice and snow melted, the earth returned to spring, and the sides of the road were already full of greenery. The willows sprouted new buds and drifted with the wind. Unknown flowers quietly bloomed against the sun and dew.

In the fields farther away, farmers in white coats hold plows in one hand and wave whips in the other, driving big buffaloes to plow the fields and prepare for the upcoming spring sowing.

The shepherd boy passed by riding a bull, and the melodious sound of the flute sounded.

Seeing the prince's frame, everyone stopped their work and saluted respectfully. There was love from the heart on their dark, honest, and simple faces.

This is the will of the people.

Similarly, with Qian Yuan's keen perception, it is not difficult to catch the anxiety and fear on the farmer's face, which is the fear of war and the monster race.

This kind of fear has been accumulated for thousands of years, and it has already penetrated into the bones of Dagan people and can't get rid of it.

When we arrived at Border Town, this feeling became more and more intense.

Compared with the last time, there were significantly fewer pedestrians on the street. They were sparse, everyone was in a hurry, and said little, and some shops had even closed their doors.

In history, there was a tragedy where the monster army broke through Yize pass and entered the pass.

Once Yizeguan falls, Bianguan Town will bear the brunt. The most recent incident occurred 33 years ago, when the entire town was razed to the ground and turned into scorched earth.

Yaozu is brutal.

Once they entered the territory, they burned, killed, looted, and committed all sorts of crimes.

The old man in the town still remembers this vividly. Those monsters have no sense of being a soldier, and they enjoy killing people. They will not live in peace after death, and they are thrown to the little monsters as food, leaving only bones in the end.

Women were raped, and most of the half-demons in Yize County were born in this way.

Monsters are not only bloodthirsty and brutal, but what's more, they still retain a keen sense of smell for animals. No matter where people hide, they can be found by these beasts, and they will be picked out and killed.

An old man who survived by hiding in a cesspit said tremblingly, "That was a nightmare."

Therefore, whenever a war comes, the residents of the town will temporarily hide in the county seat for refuge, and some people hide in the countryside to temporarily avoid the limelight.

The once bustling town suddenly became deserted.

Only those merchants who sell war supplies will take the risk and flock to Border Town from other places, and some even set up small stalls outside the barracks.

Apart from pedestrians on the street, soldiers can also be seen. They are the soldiers of the new barracks responsible for escorting food and grass. Bianguan Town is the closest war supply point to the front line.

The granary of Yizeguan was built in Bianguan Town.

In previous years, the county magistrate was in Bianguan Town and was responsible for the mobilization of grain and supplies, but Qian Yuan did not stay in Bianguan Town much, and directly led his troops to Yizeguan to garrison.

He is confident of winning this battle.

(End of this chapter)