Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

In the city of Chendu, countless people look up to the depths of the high-altitude palace in the sky.

At this time, the owner of the palace, Chen Wanggong, was lying on the sickbed, his complexion fluctuated, sometimes pale, sometimes red, sometimes shrouded in blackness, and sometimes glowing...

The reason for this situation was because he was poisoned by a strange poison.

Ordinary poisons are of course useless to cultivators, especially those who are late Nascent Soul cultivators like Chen Wanggong.

But there are no absolutes. If a powerful monk like him can be born in the world, there will naturally be a few chances to produce a powerful poison.

Five years ago, when Mr. Chen Wang was on a tour, he was attacked by a group of men in black. Although he beheaded them all, he accidentally caught the road and was poisoned.

Chen Wanggong suppressed the poison for five years by virtue of his profound cultivation. During this period, he searched for countless doctors and medicines, but he still failed to find a solution.

As Chen Wanggong's body was gradually dragged down by the severe poison, the toxin broke out in the past year, and his physical condition became worse and worse. It seemed that he could not survive.

Taking advantage of being barely able to move, Chen Wanggong found various excuses during this period and killed several important subordinates.

Everyone knows that the purpose of this move is nothing more than to eliminate some unstable factors and pave the way for the next successor.

As Chen Wanggong's most important general, Ji Xuanzi naturally made great efforts during this period, helping to sort out some powerful people or forces that might cause harm in Chen State.

At this time, before the sick bed, Ji Xuanzi was paying a daily visit and reporting domestic developments to Chen Wanggong.

My lord, has your health been better recently?

After reporting on his work, Ji Xuanzi carefully asked about Chen Wanggong's physical condition, not forgetting to ask his health.

It can't be done! Time is running out. From now on, Chen Guo will rely on you more and more, and I have to ask you to take care of my unworthy descendants.

Chen Wanggong sighed and was about to ask Ji Xuanzi for his orphanage.

Hearing this, Ji Xuanzi quickly knelt down in front of the couch and touched his head to the ground: My lord, how can my subordinates be able to bear such a heavy responsibility!

The lord's body will definitely return to normal, and the subordinates have heard that there is a secret recipe, which can prolong life, using the heart and liver of a high-ranking monk as a guide.

The subordinates are willing to dedicate their hearts to the Lord!

Ji Xuanzi had already burst into tears, and his loyalty was beyond words.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and then a mana in his hand condensed into a knife, stabbing himself in the chest, blood immediately seeped from the wound, staining the front of his clothes red.

This knife was cut open along with the flesh and ribs, reaching the internal organs.

But Ji Xuanzi still didn't intend to stop, he saw that he was holding one side of the wound with one hand, pulling it to the side as hard as he could.

The wound was opened more than a foot wide, revealing the bloody internal organs inside, a heart was living in it, beating unhurriedly.

The two women standing in front of Chen Wanggong's bed and serving them were so shocked by this scene that their faces paled.

Even Chen Wanggong on the sickbed seemed to be stupefied by fright, staring fixedly at Ji Xuanzi, without saying a word, let alone stopping him.

Ji Xuanzi himself didn't take it seriously, and he didn't even speed up his heartbeat, as if it wasn't his own chest that was cut open at the moment.

He reached into the chest cavity with one hand, took off the beating heart with one hand, and pulled it out.

At this time, Ji Xuanzi's face was pale, but he still smiled reluctantly, and put a still beating heart into a tray.

Then he put his hand into the chest cavity again, and dug out on the lower right side for a while, before he took out a pair of bloody livers and put them on the tray.

Oh! How can you hurt yourself like this? You are my most important leader, and you are the most important person in the Zhu Kingdom. With your current state, what should Chen Guo do?

It was only at this time that Chen Wanggong seemed to have reacted, and hurriedly dissuaded him loudly, heartbroken.

It's just that it's too late to dissuade him at this time. Ji Xuanzi lost his heart and suffered such a big injury. If he doesn't die, his skin will peel off.

After that, the two of them will play another show between a wise king and a loyal minister.

You came to live with me and wept for a while.

At this time, Chen Wanggong remembered that Ji Xuanzi should be sent back to heal his injuries as soon as possible.

Alas, this person has a bad memory once he gets sick.

Ji Xuanzi closed the chest wound and aligned the severed bones on both sides, and then he saluted and left.

After Ji Xuanzi left, Chen Wanggong on the sickbed put away the expression on his face, looking calm in the ancient well.

As the lord of a country, after thousands of years of experience, his acting skills have long been perfected. He laughs when he needs to laugh, and cries when he needs to cry.

All kinds of expressions have nothing to do with inner emotions, but only depend on the needs of the occasion.

Even when he was chatting with the other party, what he was thinking about was how to stab a knife in the back.

After all, if you want to make the people of a country surrender, force can only be the last guarantee, and you still need some means to subdue people's hearts.

If people's hearts are not convinced, is it possible that they have to farm and mine by themselves?

Only when a group of people are willing to work for you can you lie on the top of the pyramid and enjoy life with peace of mind.

Father! Why don't you just kill him? He is the only one left who is the most dangerous in the Chen Kingdom.

A young man opened the curtain behind the sick bed and walked out. He was the next successor of Chen Wanggong.

This is what their father and son had discussed a long time ago. First, use Ji Xuanzi's hands to eradicate most of the dangers and complete the cleansing of the original forces.

Then Chen's father and son got rid of Ji Xuanzi together, and successfully completed the transition of power.

He hid behind the curtain and waited for Chen Wanggong to throw a cup as a sign, but he saw that everyone left, and his father did not send a message.

He has damaged his cultivation, and he won't be able to recover for at least two or three years. After two or three years, your position should be stable.

Most importantly, I can't kill it anymore! puff…………

When Chen Wanggong said this, he already spat out a big mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had been holding on all the time before, so he didn't show his flaws.

Puff... puff...

Chen Wanggong vomited a bucket of blood, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was weak.

After my death, if someone rebels, you can go north...

Father! Father...

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After Ji Xuanzi flew out of the air palace, he walked slowly along the street. At this moment, his body was almost hollowed out.

However, immortal cultivators have special physiques, especially in the realm of the Nascent Soul stage, as long as the Nascent Soul is still in the body, the physical injuries will be fatal.

Even if the heart is dug out, the strong recovery ability of the Nascent Soul stage can make the body grow a new heart like a peach.

The same is true for the liver and other internal organs, it just takes some time and resources to grow back.

At this moment, Ji Xuanzi was stroking his chest with one hand, and his face was pale, but if you looked closely, you might find that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, hiding a hint of a smile.

He has lived for seven or eight hundred years, so he doesn't understand the truth of the cunning rabbit's dead dog cooking.

He had worked hard before to complete the big cleaning for Chen Wanggong, and he was also cleaning for himself, taking the opportunity to clear some obstacles.

Just before the sick bed, there were several hidden auras that had locked on to him, and he had already sensed it.

That's why he expressed his loyalty with all his heart. If others say to heart and all is just an adjective, but here he is a verb, purely literal.

If he couldn't pass the test just now, he had no choice but to resort to the backhand he had prepared. Fortunately, the matter did not develop to that point.

Ji Xuanzi is a ruthless person, he is ruthless to himself and even more ruthless to others.

When necessary, he became ruthless and even stabbed himself. Even his parents, wives and children, anyone who stood in his way could be killed.

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In Ningjing City, Zhang He and his party have been here for three days. During these three days, they have thoroughly familiarized themselves with the city.

Today is already the 15th day, everyone had a full meal during the day, and then waited boredly for night to come.

The Qi family has controlled Ningjing County since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It has been tens of thousands of years, and it has long been deeply rooted in Ningjing County.

In the tens of thousands of years of stability, the Qi family has long forgotten about external dangers, except for some internal struggles, because there is really no one around that can threaten their own safety.

Therefore, in front of Zhang He and the others is an undefended Ningjing County.

After nightfall, the three moons in the sky were rarely lit up at the same time. Zhang He led 50 people under his command to touch down the guards outside the city lord's mansion without disturbing anyone.

Because of these guards, no one cared about their own safety, and no one dared to offend the majesty of the City Lord's Mansion for tens of thousands of years.

Zhang He's spiritual consciousness spread out, like a radar scan, covering the entire city lord's mansion, and he knew everything in the mansion like the back of his hand.

The monks of the Qi family in the mansion, including the two golden cores, were unaware of Zhang He's investigation.

Zhang He took out a structural map of the City Lord's Mansion that had already been drawn, marked it with a pen, and asked Fat Tiger to arrange for people to clear these points.

Then he himself walked directly to the center of the City Lord's Mansion, where the two Jindan monks of the Qi family lived.

Two Golden Core cultivators, one was fast asleep, the other was not asleep, and they were doing some unsuitable exercises with a group of women.

These two people really didn't have any vigilance in their own home, and they didn't even set up an early warning formation around them.

Zhang He first touched the sleeping Golden Core cultivator's room, raised the knife and dropped it, and immediately separated his body and head, blood splashed all over Zhang He.

This should be the most useless Jindan cultivator who died. After hundreds of years of practice, he died without even a splash.

After exiting this room, Zhang He went to another room, and when he returned the door, he heard the unscrupulous voices of several women from inside.

Zhang He is a moral person, and he didn't want to disturb the other party at this time, so let him finish his work before going in anyway.

However, the cultivator's physical strength is really good. Zhang He listened outside the window for a long time, but there was still no end in it, so he could only push the door and walk in.

Zhang He's forceful intrusion scared more than twenty women inside and screamed.

Jin Dan's good work was interrupted, and he became angry from embarrassment. He didn't even bother to put on his robes. A flying sword with rising flames emerged and slashed at Zhang He.

At the same time, a small mountain appeared in front of Zhang He, and the flaming flying sword was blocked with a crisp ding.

But this is not over yet, a white river poured down from the hill, enveloping the flaming flying sword, water conquering fire, the Five Elements Mountain quickly suppressed the power of the flaming flying sword, and suppressed it in the mountain .

A horrified look appeared on the face of the monks of the Qi family.

Since he refined the Flying Sword of Fate, although he has not fought against others, the material of this sword is high-quality, and it has been warmed in the body for two hundred years. It shouldn't be so weak!

In just one round, someone suppressed his talisman, which made him a little distracted, and he could only cast a defensive spell in a hurry, forming a shield outside his body, to save his life first.

Unlike the monks of the Qi family, Zhang He has not had to fight with others for hundreds of years. He has only had a few days of peace in these years, and he has extremely rich fighting experience.

Immediately controlling the Five Elements Mountain, he smashed it down at the opponent, and at the same time held a rocket launcher in his hand, ready to blast out at any time.

boom!

The ground trembled slightly, and the Five Elements Mountain smashed a big hole in the ground. The golden core monk of the Qi family had been smashed into a thin piece of meat, and it should be impossible to save.

At the same time that Zhang He killed the monk from the Qi family, Fat Tiger and the others also achieved complete success in his spiritual consciousness, and since then Ningping County has completely fallen into Zhang He's hands.

The whole process was almost effortless, and he didn't hurt a single soldier. This was the easiest battle Zhang He had ever fought.

My lord, the mission has been successfully completed.

Fat Tiger reported to Zhang He with his Dahuan Dao at the moment.

Let the first brigade go to the barracks to prevent the army from mutinying and rioting. The second brigade goes to the yamen to control the people in the yamen from entering and leaving. The third and fourth brigades go to the city wall to control the defenders of the city wall and take over the defense of the city wall.

Zhang He quickly dispatched the four ten-man teams in his hand. These places are key positions and must be strictly controlled.

I have too few people, so I have to control the situation in the city overnight, otherwise, once the 100,000 people in the city are in turmoil, it will be difficult to control.

After the four ten-member teams were dispatched, Zhang He released ten ugly puppets to control the remaining ten-member team with his spiritual sense to guard the City Lord's Mansion.

After Zhang He assigned the task, he began to search for the loot.

The Qi family guarded the treasured land of Ningjing County, and they had no war or other consumption in these years, so they were indeed well fed.

When Zhang He opened a warehouse, he saw a warehouse full of fire obsidian.

Fire obsidian is a kind of refining material with a relatively good price, and the price can be sold for one or two hundred spirit stones per catty.

The fire obsidian in this warehouse must be at least more than 200,000 catties.

This fire obsidian should be produced by the mine controlled by the Qi family, and it is probably a stock that has not been sold in time.

Next, Zhang He found a warehouse of spiritual valleys, half a warehouse of spiritual stones, a small library building, and an elixir garden. heading.

After counting the loot for a while, Zhang He found that the Central Plains was really rich. A nobleman in a county could save such a huge amount of wealth.

He only took away some valuables, as well as the warehouse of fire obsidian and Linggu Lingshi, and left the rest in the city lord's mansion.

Now that the whole city is his, he naturally doesn't need to worry.