Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 68 Arrogance!

A new storm has appeared, but Dagu is still eating noodles...

Melody is born from the heart.

Zhu Xiongying looked at the detailed introduction of Fatianxiangdi's cultivation, and couldn't help thinking.

This thing is a bit too perverted.

If it is true as said in the introduction, if you cultivate to the extreme, the primordial spirit will be enraged and become ten thousand feet high.

Then what's the point of tossing about yourself, just practice this method to the extreme, and then stomp down on those vassal kings, sure to be able to step on the duodenum of those uncles.

But one thing is also obvious.

That is this kind of powerful spell, which is more difficult to practice than that of Hu Yishu.

Even reaching entry is a long-term task.

Summing up these years, Zhu Xiongying divided the spells he practiced into two types.

The first one is a one-time practice without advanced.

For example, holding spell, mind reading, breath watching, summoning wind and rain, etc...

As long as you learn this kind, some don't even need to learn, just apply it directly.

The other is long-term practice of spells, which requires continuous practice and advancement, and the more advanced, the stronger.

Such as Yujianshu, Huyishu, and this time Fatianxiangdi and so on.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Xiongying focused his attention on Fatianxiangdi again.

According to the detailed introduction, the main criterion for judging that the practice of Fatianxiangdi reaches the entry stage is to be able to freely control any part of the body and make it double.

Roughly.

Originally eighteen, it can be changed to 36 after reaching the introductory stage of cultivation.

Of course, this is only the length, and the width is the same.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiongying couldn't help but feel eager to try.

This is just an introductory stage. As you continue to practice, the divine will of Fatianxiangdi will become stronger and stronger, and eventually it will reach the rage of the primordial spirit and become infinitely transformed.

The difficulty of the period is obviously high.

After all, Zhu Xiongying has practiced for so long, and he has only reached the stage of proficiency in sword control, which is the next level of entry.

Such as Yujianshu, if you practice it to the extreme, you can control your sword for thousands of miles, and return thousands of swords to your ancestors.

'Oh, it costs gas to drive. '

After driving for three hours in a row, Zhu Xiongying felt a little tired. Hearing the pattering rain outside the building, he slowly fell asleep without knowing it.

………………

Qin land, Qin Wangfu.

In the courtyard where the prince lived, there was constant sound of roaring and smashing things, which scared all the servants outside the courtyard to kneel on the ground and tremble.

At this time, in Zhu Shangbing's room, three concubines with pale faces were kneeling on the ground. The tulle on their bodies was torn to pieces, and there were many bruises on their bodies. They were so painful that they wanted to cry but did not dare to cry.

Facing Zhu Shangbing, who was almost insane, they were too frightened to look up.

Scared to be scared.

I was muttering and complaining in my heart.

You can't do it yourself, why blame us...

Zhu Shangbing opened his chest, and the big X, which symbolized his personal glory, was particularly eye-catching. After he returned to Qin from Mobei, the first thing he wanted to do was release and celebrate.

The reason for the celebration is also very simple. To bring back the news that Beiyuan's [-] cavalry is coming soon, in Zhu Shangbing's view, the rebellion of himself and his father Zhu Xi is about to usher in success.

As long as things are done, Dad will be the emperor, and he himself will be the prince.

When the time comes, he can play however he wants, and he has even dreamed of playing hide-and-seek without clothes in the East Palace.

After congratulating each other with his father Zhu Xi at the banquet, Zhu Shangbing impatiently returned to his courtyard, raised his hand and summoned three concubines, after some entertainment, he found that he was not good enough.

No matter what, they couldn't get into the state, even if the three concubines tried their best, Zhu Shangbing would be listless.

At first he thought it was because he was not in good condition, so he asked someone to fetch a few tiger treasures for making wine. After eating wildly, he changed a few tricks and tried again, but the result was still the same.

Finally, Zhu Shangbing realized something.

He withered.

"why why!"

Zhu Shangbing crazily smashed everything in the house.

This is much more uncomfortable than the eunuch.

Many eunuchs have purified themselves since childhood, and have never tasted that kind of taste, and anyway, they are gone, so they stopped thinking about it.

But those who have tasted thousands of tastes naturally think about it constantly, thinking about it all the time but feeling powerless is too tortured.

Especially for a pervert like Zhu Shangbing, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.

Suddenly, Zhu Shangbing's eyes burst into a fierce light. He looked at the three concubines kneeling on the ground, and all his anger was concentrated on these three concubines.

He broke the chair apart, pulled out a chair leg, and walked up to the three concubines viciously...

That night, the screams resounded throughout the Qin Palace.

………………

Yandi, Yanwang Mansion in Beiping.

Flying pigeons to pass on books, this operation has been around for a long time in ancient times, if the origin can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period.

Although sometimes the pigeons will disappear, such as being shot and caught for stew, but most of the time they are reliable.

Of course, the pigeons that are shot don’t have to worry about leaking secrets. Generally, the information that can be sent by flying pigeons is specially encrypted, and only the two parties in the communication can understand it.

The main features of Feige Chuanshu are convenience and speed.

After all, flying is faster than running.

What happened in Yingtian morning, Zhu Laosi had already learned about it through Anzi who stayed in Yingtian at night.

At this time, the moonlight is quiet, and there is a gazebo by the small pond in the Wangfu.

Zhu Laosi looked sad, sitting on the stone bench, rubbing his forehead, he had been sitting here for more than a quarter of an hour.

When he learned that Li Jinglong was coming to Yandi to supervise the army, he had the urge to commit suicide by jumping into the pool.

Zhu Laosi and Li Jinglong had a very good relationship since they were young. When they were young, they played polo (polo), fought together, and visited Jiaofangsi together.

But a good relationship is a good relationship, who Li Jinglong is, Mr. Zhu knows in his heart.

With deep qualifications, he joined the army since he was a child, and he has been promoted very quickly in recent years.

The background is thick, the father is the founding father Li Wenzhong.

But in the eyes of Mr. Zhu, he is quite a conceited and self-confident trash.

'Zhu Xiongying. '

Zhu Laosi knew with his feet that this was Zhu Xiongying's masterpiece.

'It seems that this king underestimated you. '

From Li Jinglong's entry into Yan, Zhu Di's eyes for Zhu Xiongying's attention have obviously increased a lot.

Moisturizing things silently, this one-handed operation can cause a lot of trouble to oneself, and won't lose the slightest bit of tongue.

"Is Mr. Daoyan here?"

Zhu Di asked in a deep voice.

Ji Gang, who was standing outside the pavilion, bowed and saluted.

"Return to Your Highness, I have already sent people to Qingshou Temple to invite, it should take half an hour."

Fourth Zhu frowned, and spoke again.

"Get the third child to this king immediately."

Zhu Laosi wants to have a good talk with the arrogant layman, especially all the details about Zhu Xiongying that happened in Yingtian some time ago, Zhu Laosi wants to re-evaluate this elder nephew.

After about a quarter of an hour.

Zhu Gaosui, who was having a good time fighting crickets, came to Zhu Laosi, with a look of unfulfilled and absent-mindedness.

"Fighting crickets all day, what else do you do besides fighting crickets?!"

Zhu Laosi was already in a bad mood, seeing Zhu Gaosui's appearance, he sternly scolded him.

Zhu Gaosui, who was already absent-minded, heard the sudden angry rebuke, and blurted it out subconsciously out of oral habits.

"Insanity!"

(End of this chapter)