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With the help of the two venerables, Ping He and Shui Jing, Yi Jun formulated a more complete reward and punishment system and a more scientific and reasonable training method. Doing experiments and pushing out the basic kung fu line of the Mavericks, I am very embarrassed.

Ning Miao listened to the water mirror with her head sideways, and lamented the terrible consequences of severing the meridians if the activation point of Yuanli was mistaken. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. My Ayi and Brother Bing are really geniuses.

The enthusiasm of the Yi Army for training has been unprecedentedly high recently, because the Ministry of War has held a monthly exam, and the top [-] each month can get different amounts of primordial stones for cultivation. Don't forget to practice breathing out energy.

Shui Jing taught Ning Miao a serious and detailed lesson. Unfortunately, Ning Miao's eyes were darkened. He didn't understand what kind of spiritual sea or vitality activation point. In short, he can't learn a little bit, Xiongdan's most unskilled ram can advance to the late stage of black blindness, and the chief priest of Chiyue City still can't touch any cultivation methods.

Everyone is an apple bitten by God, but Ning Miao is not entangled, he can use the natural Tianyuan technique, sleep can absorb energy to strengthen the body, these two alone are already against the sky, balanced.

After breakfast, Ning Miao asked Xiong Er and Hong Hong to send the newly compiled textbooks to Chiyue College, and went out, followed by the beetle, big foot, little foot, Ermao, bear egg and other guards, huh la la to the meeting hall direction to go.

"Brother Ning." Bai Feng slammed into Ning Miao's arms like a calf, "Tomorrow is Chinese New Year, what gift does Brother Ning want?"

Xiao Hei probably won't be able to leave the conference hall, but Heiwei, who just became an adult a few days ago, is standing by the side. The experience of the "City Lord's Office" has made this shy and shy antelope boy calm down day by day, and he speaks generously, "Lord Ning , we will pick you up."

When he first entered the realm of inspiration, the little guy Baifeng became stronger and stronger. Ning Miao couldn't bear the enthusiastic hug of this guy, pulled Baifeng away, and stretched out a finger to tap the little guy's forehead. Let Dashan take you to practice well." Turning to Black Tail again, "Well, let's go there."

Bai Feng refused, and was already half a head taller than Ning Miao, but relying on his status as a minor, he shook Ning Miao's arm and acted coquettishly, "Brother Ning, Brother Ning, you haven't told me what gift you want?" Woolen cloth."

Ning Miao was so annoyed, but a smile rarely appeared on his face, "Well, I want to raise a little pterosaur, but I can't find it, so you can get along with it."

Bai Feng drooped the two round ears on his head, pursed his mouth in grievance, "Brother Ning..."

Ning Miao patted Bai Feng's shoulder and said earnestly: "Come on, boy, I am optimistic about you."

The conference hall held an enlarged meeting today. All members of the Yuanlao Pavilion attended. Venerable Shui Jing attended as a special guest. All the heads of ministries and bureaus were present. Ning Miao sat down at the main seat. When he came in, his face was red, gray and green, as if he had just come out of a kiln.

Holding something in the needle, she unwrapped the coarse cloth layer by layer. When Ning Miao saw the new porcelain in the coarse cloth, her eyes lit up suddenly.

Needle carefully took out the porcelain from the coarse cloth, and presented it to his clan witch, "Master Ning, this piece of divine porcelain is the result of the whole snowy moon of the Pottery Bureau. We present it to Lord Ning as a New Year's gift, and I wish Lord Ning a healthy body." Be healthy and be happy."

Ning Miao took it and watched it carefully. I don't know how the pottery bureau mastered the secondary firing technology. It can only be attributed to the endless creativity and imagination of people. The ingenuity of primitive orcs is amazing. The vase-shaped porcelain is one foot high, with fine and smooth enamel, mottled and gorgeous glaze color, just like the Tang Sancai.

"Do you have a name?" Ning Miao asked.

Needle couldn't hide his excitement, "Master Ning, please give me a name."

"Okay." Ning Miao directly put the colored porcelain into the space ring, and said loudly, "The carcass is white and greasy, the enamel is smooth and clean, and the colors are gorgeous. Red, yellow, green, and blue are intertwined and dense. It is dreamlike and beautiful. Chiyue City The colored porcelain produced by Yiyan Clan is the only one, so let’s call it Yueyan Porcelain.”

Yueyan Porcelain was later exported to the north and south, and the legend that the great priest Ning Miao named Yueyan Porcelain was widely circulated, which made this national idol countless fans.

Then Tiger Spirit put forward the plan for the New Year's Day, offering sacrifices in the morning, reporting the year's points, celebrating in the afternoon, having a dinner in the evening, and sending fire after the meal. According to last year's practice, a winged army competition was added to the celebration.

Hu Ling said with some embarrassment, "Lord Ning, this year's rice seedlings are limited, and rice cakes cannot be made."

Ning Miao expressed her understanding and said comfortingly, "Saving the seeds is the priority, and I will manage enough in the coming year."

The situation in Chiyue City is not the same as it used to be in Yihu's garrison. Bai Huo brought the issue of [-] beast slaves and [-] remaining war slaves to the table, and consulted the elders and various ministries for their opinions.

Xing Bulai: "The guard team is short of manpower. I am worried that someone will use the New Year's Eve to create chaos and ask the Wing Army to support some soldiers."

Elder Yao Ling: "The last time the beast slaves rioted and got out of control, we haven't found out yet. I agree with Lai's request."

Spear from the Urban Construction Department of the Ministry of Industry: "The residence of the beast slaves has been reinforced. Just in case, I suggest not to let them out."

Elder Wei Ya: "They are not beasts. Patriarch Yi and Master Ning agreed and acknowledged their joining. Then, why can't they participate in the annual festival of the Yiyan tribe?"

White fire from the military department: "War slaves can be imprisoned, but when sending fire at night, the defense forces in the city may not be able to cope with emergencies."

Yuan Laohuhe: "The pharmacy has developed a new drug, which will not be able to gather energy after taking it. Ah Ning, why don't you try the drug?"

……

There were different opinions, but Ning Miao did not express his opinion.

After everyone had finished expressing their opinions, Ning Miao first decided on the emergency of the manned line on duty, and then slowly said:

"Weiya is right. The five hundred beast-shaped people also belong to our Yiyan clan. Of course, they have to celebrate the New Year with us. Last time it was an accident, or someone planned it. That's good, let each family claim one As a new family member, the beast-shaped people can stop it in time even if something happens."

"The matter of medicine is suspended, and the war slaves can participate, and bring the fire. This matter is handed over to the military department. Yes, some of the war slaves may really be planning something behind the scenes, so we will make a fire for them." Stage, some things should be exposed earlier. Baihuo, Dashan, Qian, Duwa, you call the military department to draw up the details, and send them to me in the afternoon."

"Master Ping, you need to pay more attention to this matter."

Afterwards, they discussed for a long time about drainage, land reclamation and other matters in the clan. Ning Miao hadn't used his voice so hard for many days, and finally everything was finalized. The little clan witch stood up, his voice a little hoarse, but his tone was very casual , "Oh, by the way, the election of a new city lord and a new patriarch should also be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

No one really dared to mention this, but now that Mr. Ning brought it up himself, everyone was silent.

The chamber was as quiet as a chicken.

Bai Feng was the first to break the silence: "Brother Ning, who said there must be a new city lord, a new patriarch?"