Shennong Daojun

"Please take the seat, Holy Son!!!" Meng Kun shouted at the top of his voice, almost breaking his voice.

"Please take the seat, Holy Son!!!"

The people behind him bowed in unison.

Zhao Xing, who was about to get off the boat, was shocked.

You're not pretending anymore?

In the past, most of the words about Holy Son were jokes.

But Meng Kun directly led people to shout it out today!

Why is this happening?

The reason is still the imperial edict.

Emperor Jing asked Kunyuan Academy to hold the Return to the Holy Scripture, and the arrangement about Shennong Chu and Zhao Xing was very clear: "Xing will hold Shennong Chu, be appointed as Lingshan Envoy, and annotate the scriptures of sages."

This means that Zhao Xing can at least master the power of Shennong Chu, and arrange him to go to Lingxu Blessed Land, which is under the charge of Kunyuan Academy, to be a third-rank Lingshan Envoy, so that he can concentrate on studying the scriptures of Sinong Sages.

Emperor Jing said so, why should Meng Kun pretend?

He directly called the Holy Son.

"Can I go down?" Zhao Xing was a little stunned and looked at Li Boqian next to him.

Isn't it a bit bad to shout like this in public?

This is not the feudal ancient times, what is Lao Meng doing.

"Why are you looking at me?" Li Boqian rolled his eyes, "They are calling you, not me."

If it was someone with weaker cultivation, just bringing things back, he wouldn't have received such super treatment.

But who is Zhao Xing? He wrote "Three Yin Three Yang Six Qi Great Zhoutian Theory", "Two Classics Annotations" and "Object Law Theory".

He practiced "Kunpeng Transformation", "The World is Close", "The Grass Man of Ten Thousand Laws", "The Underground Palace of the Vast Sea"...

He is proficient in both law and reason, and his realm is also high.

Now he can master the Shennong hoe, so the meaning is naturally different.

This is not that someone is lucky and picked up the Shennong hoe.

It is inheritance! It is the meaning of the community god in the dark! It is a symbol of the prosperity of Kunyuan Academy!

While Zhao Xing was in a daze, the overwhelming welcome sounded again:

"Please take the seat, Holy Son!"

There was no other way, as he had been called three times.

If he didn't go, it would be a show-off.

Helplessly, Zhao Xing had to hold the Shennong hoe in his hand, step by step from the court's ceremonial boat, step onto the cloud road, and come to the chariot prepared by Kunyuan Academy.

The chariot was a treasure-level Hou Tu chariot.

It was five meters long and ten meters wide, with a divine stone seat in the center and a [Earth Emperor's Top] behind the seat, which was another treasure-level artifact.

This specification was only used once when Xuanyuan Qingtian cultivated the fifteenth spiritual mountain [Qingtian Mountain] in the world.

Now, Zhao Xing sat on it.

The fire phoenix roared, the sky dragon sang, pulling the chariot forward.

The cloud road was layered, moved horizontally to the left and right above the avenue where Zhao Xing was, and began to flow.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

After the drums were set up, the Yunmen drums began to beat, and the musicians danced on both sides.

It didn't block Zhao Xing's view in front of him. If he wanted to appreciate it, he could see it with his peripheral vision at any time.

The court officials who saw him off felt fresh.

After all, this kind of scene might not be seen once in a lifetime.

The welcoming ceremony started from Dongshi County, and it took three months to go around Daoyuanzhou before returning to Kunyuan Academy.

The whole Daoyuanzhou knew that the 'Kunyuan Divine Hoe', a rare treasure, the treasure of the Ministry of Agriculture, and one of the sacred artifacts of the community, had returned to Kunyuan Academy.

The one who took it home was Zhao Xing, the third-rank Lingshan Envoy and the Marquis of Shenwei!

It's not over yet after returning to the academy.

There are even more people here!

Xuanyuan Qingtian personally led the deans, vice deans, doctors of classics, and basically all the heads of the academy who could come from the five major academies, all of them came out and stood in front of Kunyuan Palace waiting.

Although it is a sacred artifact of the community, it also belongs to the sacred artifact of the Ministry of Agriculture! It is of great significance, so most of the strong Si Nong masters from Shangluo Academy and Xuantian Academy have also come.

Such as Ling Tianchen, the leader of Houbian School, Zhang Tianxing, a doctor of Confucianism, and Hu Yang, the vice president.

Heng Yuan and Geng Shouchang from Xuanlei Academy.

Sima Yunhai and Lu Chunhua from Yunzhong Academy.

There are also Wang Tianzhi, Wang Xuanyi and others.

Looking around, the concentration of Si Nong masters is almost full.

"If a spark is set off to blow this place up at this time, Da Zhou will probably collapse in less than a hundred years." Zhao Xing thought boldly.

Isn't it going to collapse? If this place is blown up, high-quality Si Nong will almost disappear.

High-quality warriors can't eat low-level food. If there is no high-quality Si Nong to plant and maintain the stability of heaven and earth. Within a hundred years, the overall strength of other high-quality professions will also decline significantly.

"Tian Ning, when you first accepted your apprentice, did you think of this day?" Princess Youruo asked with a smile on a king ship in the viewing area.

"Hahaha, I, Liu Tianning, would not dare to dream such a dream even if I were dreaming." Liu Tianning stood with his hands behind his back, laughing heartily.

Princess Youruo leaned on Liu Tianning's arms, and Ji Zixuan behind him immediately closed the door and retreated.

She came to another room to watch, and behind her was a group of painters who were recording scenes.

"Senior brother is really a son of luck!"

"I really didn't expect it." Geng Shouchang and Heng Yuan watched from a distance, "When I found him in Canghai Dongtian, I just thought he had good talent, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would become such a big shot."

Heng Yuan also nodded: "When we went to recruit him, he was only at the fifth level? It's only been 27 years."

"Not only did we get such a gain, but we even found the Shennong hoe."

"Fortunately Sima Yunhai didn't stop it, otherwise he would be a sinner."

Sima Yunhai, who was standing next to him, tilted his beard when he heard this: "What nonsense are you talking about! We judge by deeds instead of intentions. As for teaching, Hengyuan didn't do anything. At least I taught him the Yunmen method!"

"Ahaha, I made a mistake. Don't blame me, brother Yunhai." Hengyuan said happily.

Sima Yunhai was angry because Pang Yuanzhen betrayed his master and wanted to retaliate against Liu Tianning. As a result, he not only failed, but also helped Zhao Xing to do things.

Fate is really wonderful.

"Brother, did you hear it just now?" Hu Yang looked at Zhang Tianxing next to him. "It seems that people from Kunyuan Academy are calling the Son of God?"

"I heard it. Isn't this nonsense?" Zhang Tianxing touched his head, "This is a public place. Kunyuan Academy is too shameless!"

"Who said it wasn't." Hu Yang spread his hands and said, "They also sent out Xuanyuan Qingtian's chariots. The Dihuangding and Houtu chariots are not supposed to be ridden by the Son of God in ancient times."

"How shameless." Zhang Tianxing said sourly. "Zhao Xing wrote the Three Yins, Three Yangs, Six Qis and the Great Zhoutian Theory in the Xuantian Academy Branch."

"No noise." Ling Tianchen glanced at the two of them.

Hu Yang and Zhang Tianxing immediately shut up and switched to voice transmission.

Ling Tianchen didn't bother to care about the two of them, just staring at Zhao Xing's figure.

He could feel that Zhao Xing had undergone some kind of transformation.

Ling Tianchen had cultivated the Houbian method "Chiwen Bian" to a very high level, and he could feel that Zhao Xing had undergone amazing changes.

"Could it be that his Houbian method was sublimated in Longting?" Ling Tianchen pondered, "It seems that he will have to be asked to return to Wanhua Dongtian afterwards."

But it is impossible in the near future, now is the glorious moment of Kunyuan Underground Palace.

Whoever wants Zhao Xing to leave will be angry!

"Luo Hou, you haven't experienced this style, right?" Tianyan Wang asked with a smile.

"I haven't experienced it." King Luohou shook his head: "Your Majesty almost asked the Six-Legged Dancer Ji Mengjun to dance."

Ji Mengjun didn't come, but she was also a spectator, and she sent her own disciple, a Five-Legged Dancer, to join the ceremonial dancers.

But this kind of style is enviable, and if you want to get back a symbolic and peerless artifact, it's not enough to have strength.

"Please ask the Lingshan Envoy to move!"

When he arrived at Kunyuan Academy, Meng Kun finally restrained himself and stopped calling him the Son of God.

If he didn't call him the Son of God, then Zhao Xing would have to be called the biggest and most stylish, and he would have to be in a position related to Kunyuan Academy.

Originally, Zhao Xing had a position as a Dean, but this was no bigger than the Lingshan Envoy.

Zhao Xing stood up and stepped down the cloud ladder.

"Shua shua shua shua~"

Countless eyes were staring at Zhao Xing, and each look was full of strong emotions. Most of them were first-class eyes, after all, the first-class was the closest.

The center of attention!

If it were an ordinary person, his legs would probably go weak.

But Zhao Xing walked steadily with every step. He held the Kunyuan Divine Hoe, looked straight ahead, and came to Xuanyuan Qingtian step by step.

"Zhao Xing, the Lingshan Envoy, greets the dean!" Zhao Xing only bowed slightly, because he was still holding the Shennong Hoe.

Xuanyuan Qingtian was as tall as his name, at least 2.23 meters tall. He had a strong face and did not show any signs of aging. He wore a bright yellow Kunyuan robe, a Diling hat on his head, and a hairpin passed through the hat.

He asked loudly: "Spiritual Mountain Envoy Zhao Xing, what do you have in your hand?"

Zhao Xing replied: "The community artifact, Kunyuan Divine Hoe!"

"What magical use does it have that it can be called a divine artifact?"

Zhao Xing said loudly:

"Move the eight wasteland spiritual veins and fill the water of the four seas!"

"Move the nine heavens and explore the source of the earth!"

"The method can communicate with the gods and has infinite magical uses!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian shook his sleeves and bowed, saying: "Xuanyuan Qingtian leads the entire Kunyuan Academy to welcome the return of the artifact!"

"Welcome the return of the artifact!"

The dark crowd immediately saluted the artifact.

All the Si Nong, whether they were Si Nong of Kunyuan Academy or not, burst into tears at this moment.

Zhao Xing held up the Kunyuan Divine Hoe, and the endless light of the artifact hit him, just like the community god in the world.

After three weeks, there is still a process to do.

Xuanyuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing, holding the Kunyuan Divine Hoe together, will move a sacred mountain on the spot to show the power of the artifact.

The No. 1 [Spiritual Mountain] and No. 2 [Green Mountain] in the world are not suitable for demonstration.

The selected one is [Qingtian Mountain], which ranks 15th among the spiritual mountains in the world.

This is also the spiritual mountain that Xuanyuan Qingtian raised, and it is the place where he made his life's achievements.

Qingtian Mountain is thousands of feet high, and its peak is dangerous, like a sword piercing the sky.

After a complicated ceremony, Xuanyuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing flew to [Qingtian Mountain] together.

Countless ground mirrors broadcast live.

An old man and a young man held the Shennong hoe together and swung it down.

The mountaintop shook, and the next moment, golden light flashed.

The huge spiritual mountain disappeared directly, leaving only a basin!

"Hoo~"

The audience burst into thunderous cheers.

"The power of the artifact is so terrifying!"

"The community artifact! This is the legendary community artifact!"

"Move the nine mountains and explore the source of the earth!"

"I can see the power of the artifact in my life, and I will die without regrets!"

"Fuck! Such a big mountain just disappeared like that?"

"Brother, can you be more polite? We warriors can only say fuck."

"What do you have to say?"

"Uh... forget it, the artifact is awesome!"

"..."

In the sky, Zhao Xing felt that Kunyuan Divine Hoe became extremely heavy, and his hands sank down.

It was Xuanyuan Qingtian's timely exertion that prevented him from falling along with the artifact.

At this time, a miniature mountain peak shimmered on the hoe blade.

How important is the vast spiritual mountain?

Even if the artifact is powerful, Zhao Xing alone cannot handle it.

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Qingtian was beside him to share most of the pressure, so Zhao Xing did not let go.

Xuanyuan Qingtian smiled at Zhao Xing to reassure him, and then together with Zhao Xing, he raised the divine hoe and announced to everyone: "The Kunyuan divine hoe is a true divine weapon!"

"Congratulations to the Great Zhou!"

"Congratulations to the Great Zhou Dynasty!" everyone shouted.

"Congratulations to Si Nong!"

"Congratulations to Sinong!" shouted again.

"Congratulations to Shenwei Hou!"

"Congratulations to Shenwei Hou!"

After three calls, Xuanyuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing reset Lingshan.

Then the two people flew down and took the Kunyuan Divine Hoe to the square outside the shrine to worship.

It mainly praises its achievements and legends and tells its history.

Kunyuan Divine Hoe has not appeared in the world for 300,000 years!

The history compiled by Dazhou only lasts about 500,000 years.

The legendary artifact has come to reality and returned to the hands of Kunyuan Academy. No amount of publicity can be exaggerated.

After worshiping it for a full month, it was invited to the shrine for worship.

Next, it will be available for tourists and visitors from all over the world to observe the ceremony for three full years, after which it will be sealed and no longer open to the public.

It will be handed over to Zhao Xing for study later. Of course, Zhao Xing cannot just take it with him.

There are no big projects or big wars, and the Kunyuan Divine Hoe will basically not be used.

Want to take the Kunyuan Divine Hoe out of the country? That’s even more impossible!

Unless Zhao Xing becomes the dean, he will be invincible in the world.

…………

The grand ceremony started from the welcome in July of the 20th year of the Great Reign and lasted until the beginning of spring in the 21st year of the Great Reign before it came to an end.

"Huh, I can finally take a rest." Zhao Xing let out a sigh of relief.

The grand ceremony came and went for more than half a year, and the entire Kunyuan Academy was immersed in a huge carnival.

There are many people who come to see the artifact every day, and there are also many people who see Zhao Xing.

It was a little refreshing at first, but after a while it became unbearable.

Who can bear to be treated like a national treasure all day long?

Especially Meng Kun, with his posture, he wanted to rush up to hug and kiss them.

I come here every day to take a look at Zhao Xing, and even bring guests over.

Obviously what he said were polite remarks for the occasion.

But in Zhao Xing's ears, it sounded like he was saying:

Look, this is the national treasure of our Kunyuan Academy, named Zhao Xing. I dug it out. Isn’t it awesome?

Finally, the enthusiasm subsided a little,

Zhao Xing thought he could take a rest.

As a result, people stopped coming and ghosts came to visit instead.

In the middle of the night, Meng Kun brought a ghost and knocked on the door!

In the underworld, a large number of land officials and agricultural gods appeared and wanted to take a look at him.

I can't help Mr. Zhao directly!

After those Si Nongshen left, Zhao Xing quickly grabbed Meng Kun's sleeve: "Dean, please don't bring him to me."

Meng Kun felt a little regretful: "Okay, actually there are still some, but... forget it, let's talk about it next time."

Zhao Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhao Xing, speaking of which, I haven't thanked you properly yet."

"Please accept my great gift."

Meng Kun dusted his sleeves and was about to pay homage.

"Hey, don't, don't, don't, how do you do this?"

Zhao Xing was speechless. Do you really want to kneel down?

When Meng Kun saw Zhao Xing stopping him, he had no choice but to change the big gift into a small one.

"You don't know that bringing back the artifact this time has helped me a lot!"

"Do you know that if I don't come here again, my position as the dean will be destroyed by Qin Shanyue's foul mouth!"

Hearing this name, Zhao Xing thought for a moment: "The vice president of Xuantuyuan?"

"If not him, who else?" Meng Kun said dissatisfied, "This guy has been competing with me for several years. As long as he seizes the opportunity, he will criticize me publicly."

"But now he has nothing to say. Who wouldn't praise me as the dean when he sees me?"

Zhao Xing couldn't help but smile and said: "The dean is indeed very thoughtful."

Lao Meng's vision was unfounded. At the beginning, Xuantian Academy only planned to give him the position of preaching mage.

Meng Kun and the others were still very generous. He was a doctor of economics at first, and later he was promoted to be the Dean of the Ksitigarbha Academy.

Meng Kun also used his resources for himself. When Xuantian Academy made a fuss, there was no movement at Kunyuan Academy.

He went to the Lingshan area as usual to study the underground palace and observe the rhythm of the earth's veins.

"After all, the Dili Sect is closer. I also obtained a lot of resources from the Dili School in the Shiyang Cave Heaven." Zhao Xing sighed in his heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Kun asked.

"I was thinking that since the dean wants to find talents, I have a few candidates to recommend."

"Oh? You should tell me." Meng Kun was curious.

"The Pingyuan Order of Tongming Mansion is named Chen Shijie. He has rich experience and is very talented in geological law."

"He has been in Tongming Mansion for more than 20 years and has restored the geographical location during the turmoil very early."

"There are many rivers in Tongming Prefecture, and there has not been a single flood or earthquake in more than 20 years."

"Oh?" Meng Kun nodded, "I'll go take a look another day."

"Since the dean is going to Pinghai Prefecture for inspection, why not stop by and have a look? I also know a few military commanders and farmers..."

After talking with Meng Kun all night, Zhao Xing planned to leave for the main campus of Xuantian Academy.

He is now a third-rank Lingshan Envoy. Emperor Jing wants him to go to Lingxu Blessed Land and choose a Lingshan to practice.

Zhao Xing has never learned Lingshan Method.

The mountain nourishes people, and people also nourish the mountain. Once I start practicing and recuperating in the Tianyun Realm, I can't run away easily.

The Houbian Method can only be performed by me, so he has to take advantage of the opportunity to explain what should be explained before entering the blessed land.

In short, Kunyuan Chu will not be in his hands for another three years, so he is not in a hurry to practice.

Daoyuanzhou, Qianqing County.

Zhao Xing came to Qianqing County in April of the 21st year of Dazhi.

Wanhua Dongtian, the inheritance place of Houbian School.

"Meet the dean."

"Zhao Xing." Ling Tianchen's eyes were bright, "You seem to have a big change, but have you gained something in Longting and practiced "Chiwen Bian"? "

Zhao Xing had practiced "Huo Chi Bian" before. If he has achieved something, he should have reached the level of "Chiwen Bian".

However, Zhao Xing's next words surprised Ling Tianchen.

"Dean, when I inherited the Dragon King Code in the Dragon Court, I realized a new transformation method."

"Oh? What kind of transformation is it?" Ling Tianchen asked curiously.

"I named it Zulong Transformation!"

The three words Zulong Transformation immediately shocked Ling Tianchen's heart.

"Let me see."

"Yes."

Zhao Xing transformed himself, and golden clouds surged under his feet.

A dragon shadow soared straight up, and in the process, the mist spread rapidly, and the dragon's body became larger and larger.

"Ying!"

With a dragon roar, the golden clouds dissipated, and a five-clawed golden dragon with a length of ten thousand miles appeared in the sky.

"Ang~"

Ling Tianchen suddenly turned into a Chiwen, and also expanded rapidly.

He swam around Zhao Xing like a fish, with shock in his eyes.

"Zulong Transformation, how many turns have you cultivated it?" Ling Tianchen asked.

"I can reach the ninth level in the Dragon Court, but in the outside world, it is only the eighth level." Zhao Xing said, "This is because the rules of heaven and earth in the ancient Dragon Court are suitable for this method."

"Is it the eighth level after enlightenment? In the Dragon Court, it is even the ninth level?"

"Yes."

Ling Tianchen couldn't help but said: "This method will go straight to the ultimate. If you succeed in perfecting it, it will be the strongest internal training method!"

"Can you develop the innate secret skills of the Ancestral Dragon?"

"Yes, but only two."

"Which two?"

"One is the Ancestral Dragon's Chant, performed with the body of the Ancestral Dragon, the great sound is silent, and the sound is used to enter the Tao. Mastering the sound rules, the effect is to break the rules of the Dojo." Zhao Xing explained.

He used this innate secret skill to drag the Fuming furnace away from the sea of ​​fire.

"The second innate secret skill is called the power of the ancestor dragon."

"Even in a dangerous place where I can't use any rules, without using any five elements, I can easily lift three heavy weapons like the [Wanzhong Mountain] with strength alone."

Ling Tianchen's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Moving three [Wanzhong Mountain] with strength alone?

It should be noted that the [Wanzhong Mountain] of the Dili School is a ninth-level heavy weapon. Why is it divided like this? That's because it is a ninth-level magic weapon with extremely high materials, just like the warship and Dinghai Shenzhen.

The materials used to build Wanzhong Mountain can make 100,000 ninth-level top-grade individual weapons.

This is not a big deal. Wanzhong Mountain also needs to refine seven seventh-level or higher ground veins.

So when transporting Wanzhong Mountain, you have to drive the [Chedi Shenzhou].

That's not a weapon for a single soldier.

Ling Tianchen can easily move three Wanzhong Mountains by performing "Chiwen Transformation".

But his magic realm is stronger than Zhao Xing!

Zhao Xing can move three ten thousand mountains with his eight transformations alone, it's terrifying!

"Come, hit me!"

Ling Tianchen said excitedly.

"Yes."

Zhao Xing did not hesitate, and swung his dragon tail, directly hitting Chiwen.

"Bang!"

Ling Tianchen's Chiwen was immediately knocked away ten thousand meters.

It was not until three breaths later that Ling Tianchen stabilized his body.

The previous attack was a duel of strength alone.

Ling Tianchen's Chiwen transformation is already the ultimate level, but in terms of strength, it still loses to Zhao Xing.

"It's really good. If it can reach the ultimate, it can be called the strongest ultimate method!" Ling Tianchen was knocked away, but he was very excited.

The top eight transformations of Zulong Transformation can knock away the ultimate method transformed self, how terrifying!

"Come a few more times!"

Ling Tianchen began to fight with Zhao Xing in the air.

Half an hour later.

The two stopped with unsatisfied intentions.

"Dean, I plan to leave this method in the Houbian Academy." Zhao Xing said. "Please help me perfect this method."

"You really can't stay in Wanhua Dongtian?"

"Your Majesty appointed me as the Lingshan Envoy, and my original body can only be in Lingxu Blessed Land." Zhao Xing said. "But don't worry, Dean, I will send a batch of real dragon blood every ten years."

He took out a box, and the utensils in the box were the blood extracted after the incarnation of Zulong.

"Not as frequent as ten years." Ling Tianchen thought, "There are not many people in the Houbian Academy who can practice this method now, you can send it once every twenty years."

"Okay." Zhao Xing nodded.

…………

The original body left the main academy in June, leaving two clones.

One stayed in the Houbian Academy, and the other performed the duties of the Doctor of Scriptures, and also comprehended other top-level time methods.

After leaving Qianqing County, Zhao Xing split several clones and flew to different states.

The original body came to Shangluo Academy in July.

In August, Liu Tianning's original body began to retreat in secret, while his clone continued to handle daily affairs.

In September, Zhao Xing returned to Kunyuan County and began to practice Lingshan Law to prepare for taking office.

The person who taught him was Xuanyuan Qingtian.

At this time, the two were sitting together on the top of Lingshan, the world's number one mountain, with their backs against a pine tree.

There was a sea of ​​clouds in front of them, and no higher peaks could be seen.

"It contains the spirit of heaven and earth, and the splendor of mountains and rivers."

"The destiny of heaven and earth is best embodied in the sacred mountain."

"The mountain nourishes people, and people also nourish the mountain."

"The interaction between man and nature is a mutual achievement."

"I sense the destiny of heaven and earth, and the destiny of heaven and earth also affects my destiny."

"This is what is usually said that the destiny of heaven is my destiny."

Xuanyuan Qingtian said leisurely: "No matter which kind of sacred mountain method, in the initial stage, it is people who nourish the mountain. Chen An, you may understand?"

Zhao Xing nodded and said: "It is easy to understand if you think of the mountain as a plant. When the sacred mountain matures, it can bear the beautiful fruits of the sacred mountain."

"When the mountain grows a few feet, the destiny of people will grow a few feet."

Xuanyuan Qingtian smiled and said: "Yes, you are worthy of being a genius who can annotate scriptures. You can always make complex things easy to understand."

Zhao Xing asked: "Dean, how many times have you picked the number one sacred mountain in the world?"

The number one mountain is called the sacred mountain. Zhao Xing asked how many peerless strong people the sacred mountain has nurtured.

Xuanyuan Qingtian pondered, "He can be called a peerless strong man, so he must have great luck."

"Since the beginning of historical records, Lingshan has only produced great luck and fruit 85 times."

Eighty-five times? According to the history of 500,000 years, it would take thousands of years to see it.

This is the luck period for a mature Lingshan to bear fruit, which is quite long.

And any such big mountain is shared by many people.

It would be better to choose a small mountain to cultivate.

If the predecessors always plant trees and the descendants enjoy the shade, the Lingshan in the world will gradually disappear, which is not in line with the concept of Lingshan School.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xing asked, "I heard that there is a holy mountain in Nanman that can connect heaven and earth. I wonder how many times it has produced great luck?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qingtian sighed and said, "It is said that it has been more than a thousand times."

Zhao Xing was slightly stunned. This gap is a bit big.

Xuanyuan Qingtian said: "Do you know why I named myself Qingtian?"

"I don't know."

"A kind of sustenance. My father is also a Si Nong of the Dili Sect. He just wants to cultivate the world's number one mountain, surpassing the Nanman Mountain."

Zhao Xing suddenly realized that the world's number one mountain mentioned by Da Zhou actually excluded the Nanman Holy Mountain.

No wonder the Nanman Dili Sect was so enthusiastic about fighting the Nanman Dili Sect. It turned out that the real world's number one mountain was not in Da Zhou.

A correct version in 1619 Book Bar!

The Si Nong of Lingshan Sect, who has spent his whole life dreaming, is probably to dig back the Nanman Holy Mountain. It doesn't matter if he doesn't dig it, or he can occupy Nanman.

"There is no ultimate method in Lingshan. It is rumored that the ultimate way of Lingshan can only be found on the Nanman Holy Mountain." Xuanyuan Qingtian said with hope, "If one day, you go there, remember to help me verify the authenticity."

"Yes, I believe that day will come soon." Zhao Xing said firmly.

…………

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was the 24th year of Dazhi.

At this time, Kunyuan Divine Hoe was no longer on display, and returned to Zhao Xing's hands.

He was also on Lingshan Mountain, following Xuanyuan Qingtian, and practiced Lingshan Method for three years.

Although there is no ultimate Lingshan Method, there are dozens of top-level methods.

Xuanyuan Qingtian taught Zhao Xing the "Qingtian Lingshan Method".

According to him, this method was conceived by his great grandfather in the middle and low stages, verified by his grandfather, and created by his father in the high-level stage, and finally perfected by him, Xuanyuan Qingtian.

Four generations, after more than 3,000 years, studied the "Qingtian Lingshan Method".

It took two generations 1,600 years to verify and conceive the basic stage alone.

After another 1,200 years, it was finally perfected in Xuanyuan Qingtian's generation.

He created the top-level and perfect mountain method at the age of 400, and it was precisely because of this that Xuanyuan Qingtian was able to become the dean, and was rewarded by Emperor Jing with the Dihuangding and riding the Houtu chariot.

Because the Lingshan raised by Xuanyuan Qingtian is ranked fifteenth among the Lingshan mountains in the world.

This is very impressive. How many famous mountains have been passed down before? Being able to raise a Lingshan, surpass many predecessors, what a great achievement.

"The first three levels of the Qingtian Lingshan method, start with the array."

"The shortest expected time is fifty years, and the longest is endless."

"Theoretically, there is no upper limit to the number of levels of the Qingtian Lingshan method, and it can grow infinitely."

"But in fact, Xuanyuan Qingtian has only reached the eighteenth level. No matter how he raises it, he can't make the Qingtian Mountain grow any longer."

"Raising luck is not just as simple as personal luck. Using the Lingshan method to consolidate the Tianyun realm is much more advanced than fighting and killing for warriors."

"It seems that I will have a long time to practice in seclusion."

Zhao Xing stood on the Chedi Shenzhou, his thoughts wandering, followed by a team of guards, and now he is on the way to Lingxu Fudi.

There are 29 small sacred mountains in Lingxu blessed land, none of which is more than 100 meters, but the mountains have been specially transformed. The mountains are surrounded by water and there are magic arrays to gather the vitality of heaven and earth.

As long as there are people in the Tianyun realm to cultivate the mountains, the magic array will be activated. Once it is activated, a large amount of resources will be invested.

Therefore, Zhao Xing's original body has reached the Tianyun realm and came here to serve as an official. He cannot leave easily, otherwise it will not only waste a "young mountain", but also a lot of resources.

"Master Gu, I'll choose this one, the young mountain numbered 29." Zhao Xing picked one of them.

"Okay, what name do you want Chen An to give it?" Gu Changqing asked.

"I want this mountain to be as high as the sky, so I'll call it Qitian Mountain." Zhao Xing said.

"The mountain is as high as the sky, a good meaning." Gu Changqing praised.

…………

In June of the 24th year of Dazhi, Zhao Xing's original body began a long practice on "Qitian Mountain".

As for the clones, they each had their own tasks.

In July of the 25th year of Dazhi, Zhao Xing sent a clone to Fengjing.

Emperor Jing promised him that he could choose three treasures from the inner treasury of the palace. He didn't choose before, so he came to see it when he had time.

The inner treasury of the palace is rich in treasures, all of which are private collections of the royal family.

After Zhao Xing came in, he browsed carefully and did not find the rare treasure "A Dream of Heaven and Earth".

After reviewing the situation, Zhao Xing guessed that it was not in the royal treasury, but was probably in the national treasury, or was still being studied and cracked.

As for other treasures, Zhao Xing was not interested. Emperor Jing was stingy and hid all the powerful treasures. He did not like ordinary treasures, so he randomly selected two treasures to do favors.

Since he came to Fengjing again, Zhao Xing went to visit Tianyang Zhenjun again.

The second is the Imperial Hospital.

"Li Fuhan, who was rescued in Shiyang Cave Heaven, and Wang Zhongjing, who was rescued in the rebellion of King Liang, have both entered the Imperial Hospital."

"In the eighteenth year of Jingxinli, Li Fuhan was only an eighth-rank wandering doctor, but now he is a fifth-rank Zhongting Medicine Order."

"Wang Zhongjing was rescued in the thirty-sixth year of Jingxinli. He was a seventh-rank doctor at that time, but now he is only a sixth-rank cold doctor. There is still a lot to learn."

Zhao Xing flipped through the records.

Learning medicine is slow, and every step of advancement in matters involving human lives is extremely demanding.

Decades have passed, and the promotion progress of these two people is just within the normal range.

Of course, this is just the progress of promotion. In terms of personal cultivation, both of them are talented in the Imperial Hospital.

"Li Fuhan entered the Shangshe Hospital, and Wang Zhongjing is still in the Zhongshe Hospital."

"The two have completely different personalities."

Zhao Xing looked at the records.

Wang Zhongjing is enthusiastic, gentle, and good at using medicine.

Li Fuhan is withdrawn, not good at dealing with classmates, and good at acupuncture.

"Add a wave of investment."

Zhao Xing's plan needs to be adjusted, and the investment in these talents must be appropriately increased.

He closed the book and called a Shangshe Siye.

"The humble official Zhang She, meet the Marquis of Shenwei."

"Zhang She, I heard that the salaries of the medical officers in the Imperial Hospital are very low. The lower society is only 6 taels per month, the middle society is 60 taels, and the upper society is 600 taels. And they only provide two meals?"

"Yes." Zhang She nodded, "This is decided by the court."

Zhao Xing didn't want to reform or anything, so where did he get the qualifications? It's just an excuse.

"This Marquis wants to make a private donation to reward some excellent doctors to repay your majesty's kindness."

Zhang She listened quietly. Zhao Xing was not the first to donate. People have always done this.

Especially during the Dazhi period, the number of dignitaries who donated suddenly increased. No one knew what was going on.

"You can draw up a list, but these two people must be on the list. Do you understand what this Marquis means?"

"I understand. Thank you, Marquis Shenwei."

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Yuanpinzhou, Baibing Daoyuan.

On the underground magma lake, next to the 19th earth fire furnace.

"Dangdangdang!"

The sound of dense hammers hitting rang out. Yue Lingzhi, who was shirtless, waved the black iron hammer in his hand and smashed it at a piece of material that looked like a door panel.

His hand left an afterimage, and the fire energy gathered around him. There were also sixteen copper vessels around him like conduits, which drew away the surrounding miscellaneous air and formed an independent forging space.

"Dang!"

The last hammer fell, and the door-sized material became the size of a palm.

"Hiss~ Siha~"

Yue Lingzhi ran out of the space with a flushed face and entered another light shield, breathing the air greedily. He was sweating profusely and felt hungry.

Just when he wanted to wipe the sweat off and eat something.

Suddenly, a hand holding a box reached into the barrier.

"You are too desperate. How can the Xuanhuojing fight like you? You must suffocate yourself to death every time you enter the fire spirit forging world."

Yue Lingzhi looked up in surprise, and then a look of joy appeared on his face: "My Lord? Why are you here?"

Zhao Xing smiled and said, "I came to see you. I didn't expect to see you almost suffocating yourself to death as soon as I arrived."

"Hehe, I am preparing for [Vulcan Forging Weapons]. If I want to forge there, I have to persist long enough." Yue Lingzhi took the food and didn't eat it in a hurry.

"Eat first, and talk while you eat." Zhao Xing brought a stool over and sat down, smiling, "You write to me every year to report what you have learned, so I came to see if you are doing well."

"Good, very good!" Yue Lingzhi patted her chest and said, "With the help of the Marquis, I am now a fourth-rank fire soldier!"

Zhao Xing smiled. He has never lost contact with Yue Lingzhi, the first sponsor, and has never stopped supporting her.

In short, for him, it is just a small amount of money, but for Yue Lingzhi, it is a huge sum of money.

Zhao Xing also invested the most in Yue Lingzhi.

There is no way, his profession is more expensive.

"What's the matter with the wound on your body?" Zhao Xing's eyes narrowed and he grabbed Yue Lingzhi's wrist. There was a healed scar on it. "Have you started practicing blood forging? Do you want to serve as a soldier and become a weapon spirit?"

"No, no, no, Lord Marquis, you misunderstood." Yue Lingzhi waved his hand quickly, "This is not a blood forging method, but a process in the fire weapon method, which uses blood to attract and condense the soul of the soldier."

Zhao Xing was stunned: "Isn't this still a blood forging method?"

Seeing that Yue Lingzhi still wanted to explain, he interrupted: "Don't think about taking any shortcuts. The only way to shorten your life by sacrificing your hard work is zero or countless times."

The blood forging method is addictive. Just a little bit of life each time can make the weapon forging a great success. How tempting is this?

He was afraid that Yue Lingzhi would go astray. If he burped prematurely, his investment would be in vain.

"Yes, Lord Marquis, I remember it." Yue Lingzhi vowed. "I will never touch that kind of method!"

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Pinghai Prefecture, Yulong County, Yuefu.

"Zheng~"

A purple guqin makes the sound of swords, and those who hear its sound feel as if they are on a battlefield of gold and iron.

Qin Qingqiu pulled the string, and then a group of sword cultivators appeared in the square and rushed towards the other end of the square.

"Bang!"

There was also a musician playing there, and when he saw the light and shadow of swords breaking through his sonic defense, he suddenly panicked and his rhythm became chaotic.

"Pfft~"

The musician, who was also playing the guqin, was thrown away and his guqin was broken.

"Qin Qingqiu, wins!" A great musician announced the results of this war music officer selection.

"I accept." Qin Qingqiu picked up Qin and bowed, then floated down to the high platform square.

Just as she was about to leave, a voice stopped her.

"Qingqiu, wait a minute."

"Teacher." Qin Qingqiu stopped immediately.

"A big shot has sent you a gift to celebrate your promotion to a fifth-level war musician."

"Big shot? I don't want it." Qin Qingqiu had some bad associations and shook his head immediately.

"You don't want to hear who sent it?" Qin Qingqiu's teacher said, "His name is Zhao Xing, and he is a first-class Shenweihou."

"Zhao Xing?" A hint of excitement suddenly appeared on Qin Qingqiu's face, "Teacher, where is he? Is he here?"

"No, there are only gifts and a letter. Do you want it?"

"Yes, I want it!"

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Pinghaizhou, Anpingfu, Fujun Palace.

A figure was speaking impassionedly:

"It has been 2,700 years since the founding of our dynasty, and the Anping Mansion has entrusted more than one million Yin gods, big and small!"

"The number of ancestral halls and temples established exceeds hundreds of millions?"

"Not to mention the extravagant expenses caused by the sacrifices, just the area enclosed by the establishment of the ancestral hall is an astonishing figure!"

"My lord, I think you should write to the imperial court and implement the policy of destroying the clan and abandoning the temple..."

"Wei Xuancheng, that's enough! I don't want to hear your nonsense here!"

"Master Fu..."

"Get out of here! You don't have to come to participate in government meetings for the past three months!"

"Hmph, you mediocre official! Why don't you ban me from participating in government meetings? I don't want this hairpin!"

After saying that, Wei Xuancheng took off his hat, threw it on the ground, and walked out of the palace.

As soon as I came out, I met a strange yet familiar figure.

"You...Brother Zhao?"

"Brother Wei." Zhao Xing took off his hat and showed a smile.

"Why are you here?"

"I sense that Brother Wei, you seem to be troubled, so I came here to have a drink with you. I wonder if Brother Wei is free?"

"Hahahaha, yes, yes!" Wei Xuancheng laughed and said, "You came just in time, let's go to my house!"

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Xi'er County, school field.

"Please keep your spirits up!" Liao Rulong roared, "The Southern Barbarians are persistent and harass me towards the border from time to time. Sooner or later, our Shenwei Army will come in handy."

"You are all generals! One soldier is a raging enemy, and a den of generals is raging!"

"If you don't sweat today, you will bleed tomorrow! Practice for me, practice hard!"

"Drink!" He responded with an excited shout.

Liao Rulong turned around with satisfaction, then froze on the spot.

"Liao Dutong, you are so majestic~"

"Master Hou!"

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The sun rose and the moon set, and before he knew it, Zhao Xing had been practicing on Qitian Mountain for thirty-five years.

The Qitian Mountain where he is located has also risen from a hundred meters to a thousand meters.

On this day, Zhao Xing suddenly opened his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the sea of ​​clouds ahead.

"It is now the fifty-ninth year of the Great Reign, and next year it will enter the Eternal Reign period."

"My causal soul senses something, and a causal thread is about to break."

A picture appeared in Zhao Xing's mind. In a spring courtyard with flowers blooming, an old man could see clouds moving in his palm. The young man was looking at the three-foot thunder in his palm.

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On the Spring Equinox of Great Zhi, Zhao Xing's clone accompanied his family back to his hometown in Gucheng, Nanyang County to visit relatives.

Zhao Xing came to Xue Mansion and was greeted by Xue Bai.

"Common people see you Lord Marquis, see you Master Zong." Xue Bai was about to kneel down.

"No courtesy." Zhao Xing waved his hand, "I heard that old Sinong was not in good health, so I came here to visit with Mr. Zong. You don't have to be restrained."

"Yes, please come in. Grandpa is basking in the sun in the yard." Xue Bai led Zhao Xing and Zong Shichang into the house.

As people get older, they all seem to like to bask in the sun.

When Zhao Xing came over, Xue Wenzhong was lying on a lounge chair under the locust tree and taking a nap.

Zhao Xing took a look and saw that Xue Wenzhong was indeed very old. His hair was completely gray and his skin was full of wrinkles and spots.

The two of them watched quietly on the veranda without disturbing each other, waiting for Xue Wenzhong to wake up naturally.

"Old Si Nong retired from the eighth rank in the fifteenth year of the Great Governance. After returning home, he has been raising flowers and plants at home and taking care of his grandson." Zong Shichang said in a low voice.

"He has always been in good physical and mental health, but until this year he didn't go out much, and he couldn't even cast spells."

"How many times did the imperial court extend the life of old Sinong?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Four times." Zong Shichang said, "But Lao Si Nong only started from the eighth grade, not many each time."

"You come back every few years and you should know that Nanyang County's officialdom is now a backwater."

"There are no opportunities for promotion at all."

"He is one hundred and ninety years old this year, and he will be leaving for a few days. I originally wanted to inform you, but you just came back..."

Zhao Xing nodded. Without the luck of the country, two hundred years at the eighth level is the limit. However, not everyone can reach this limit.

Xue Wenzhong was able to reach the age of 190 because Zhao Xing had given him many life-extending treasures of corresponding levels before.

A normal eighth-grade official has to be busy with official duties and work hard every day. How can he live to the theoretical age?

Emperor Jing's cleansing was not without cost.

He affected the enthusiasm of officials to do things. It was difficult to get promoted before, but it was even more difficult to get promoted during the reign of Emperor Da Zhi.

"He's awake, let's go over there."

The two came to Xue Wenzhong and squatted down.

"Mr. Xue, open your eyes and take a look. Who is here to see you?" Zong Shichang shouted in Xue Wenzhong's ear.

"Who~?" Xue Wenzhong opened his eyes.

Zhao Xing held his hand: "Teacher."

Xue Wenzhong's smile spread like a tide: "It's you, Chen An, are you back again?"

"Yes." Zhao Xing held Old Sinong's hand, and a ray of vitality entered Xue Wenzhong's body, "Are you okay?"

Xue Wenzhong became more energetic and his face turned rosy: "I'm fine, I can still eat and sleep, but I'm a little lazy, hahaha."

"How are you doing outside?"

"I'm fine too." Zhao Xing smiled.

Xue Wenzhong held Zhao Xing's hand and said, "There is no need to waste your energy. I am not sick or in trouble. It's just that the time has come."

Zhao Xing nodded slightly: "Do you have any other wishes?"

Xue Wenzhong nodded and shook his head.

Zong Shichang was anxious: "Old man, tell me, it's been so many years, why are you still showing off like you did during the lecture?"

"Yes, teacher, don't show off this time." Zhao Xing also smiled.

Xue Wenzhong smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you guys have grown up and have no patience at all. Can't I take a breather?"

Zong Shichang was speechless, I was afraid that you would just pass away with this breath.

Xue Wenzhong smiled and said: "Actually, you have helped Xue Bai a lot. He is incompetent on his own and has not made a name for himself in so many years."

"I have already helped my grandson, why should I care about my great-grandson's wealth?"

"I'm content to see you two before I leave. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so just let them be."

"I want to continue sleeping, please don't disturb me."

Xue Wenzhong drove them away.

Zhao Xing and Zong Shichang left the yard helplessly.

Although Xue Wenzhong didn't say anything, Zhao Xing still walked towards Xue Bai who was waiting outside the hall.

"What's his name?" Zhao Xing looked at a young child next to Xue Bai.

Xue Bai immediately pushed the shoulder of a seven-year-old child in front of him.

"Xue Ren, whose nickname is Rong'er, hurry up and kowtow to your uncle."

Well, Zhao Xing has now been upgraded to a senior.

However, Xue Wenzhong was his teacher, and Xue Bai was Xue Wenzhong's grandson. There was nothing wrong with Xue Ren calling him Uncle Zhao Xing.

"Uncle." Xue Ren came over eagerly, knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhao Xingfeng held up Xue Ren, and then nodded to Xue Ren: "I will hire a teacher for him and go to the Taoist Academy to be a Taoist boy. How successful he can be depends on his luck."

"Thank you!" Xue Bai immediately knelt down.

One month later, in Guyu, the 59th year of the Great Reign, Xue Wenzhong passed away.

In the 60th year of the Great Ruler's reign, two old friends passed away.

Fan Zhaoli, the dean of the Dili Academy, died in Shiyang Cave.

The owner of the Ten Thousand Shapes Underground Palace, ‘Gong Tiansi’, passed away. His Ten Thousand Shapes Underground Palace method once allowed Zhao Xing to realize the ‘divine protection’.

Some people grow old, and some people are reborn.

At the end of December in the 60th year of the reign of Emperor Jing, Emperor Jing gave birth to a daughter named Ji Yingluo.

Ji Yingluo was favored by Emperor Jing, and Emperor Jing seemed to favor her more than Princess Youruo.

As soon as she was born, she was given the title of Princess Yingluo.

In the Xuanhuang calendar, in the 13th year of the 4417th era, Emperor Jing changed his reign name to Yongzhi.

The birth of Princess Yingluo also made many civil and military ministers happy.

Because Emperor Jing's purge also ended after her birth.

Qitian Mountain, the top of the mountain.

Zhao Xing couldn't help but open his eyes after hearing the news.

"Similar to the previous life, Princess Yingluo was also born at this time."

Logically speaking, the birth of a princess would not be remembered by Zhao Xing.

But Ji Yingluo is different. She seems to be very favored by Emperor Jing. This can be seen from the fact that she was given the title of princess since she was born.

She was granted the title of princess earlier than Princess Youruo.

Princess Youruo was granted the title of princess three years after she was born.

"Ji Yingluo also has a nickname, 'Thousand-year-old Princess'."

"Because she lived for a full thousand years, even longer than Princess Youruo."

"The reason for this, in addition to the tide of vitality during the Emperor Wu period, is also related to her becoming a core member of the Creation Dao Academy."

The reason why Zhao Xing remembered her was mainly because Ji Yingluo did some perverted research in the Creation Dao Academy.

She wanted to build an immortal army for the Emperor Wu, so she captured many strong men and strange beasts to do experiments, and joined forces with the perverted doctors of the Creation Dao Academy, and finally came up with a parasite called "Ba Chong".

Ba Chong is a twin worm of soul and spirit. After parasitizing the human body, even if the soul is destroyed, it can still drive the body of the strong to fight.

Even if the body is gone, it can still parasitize in the ghost and continue to control the battle, and can even restore Xi to Xiao and Xiao to ghost.

Because one of the materials she used to make the "Ba Chong" was the "Heavenly Soul Fruit" of the Shangluo Academy!

The insect witches of the southern barbarians all called themselves experts.

"It is a case of learning from the barbarians to defeat them." Zhao Xing recalled his past life memories. The Ba insects were a killer weapon when they fought against the Corpse Puppet Sect. Because the Corpse Puppet Sect liked to take away a perfect body.

"But later this research got out of control, and even their own people were killed, causing terrible damage."

Zhao Xing couldn't help but shook his head: "Why is there no normal princess in the royal family?"

…………

Since the first year of Yongzhi, Emperor Jing has had children more frequently, but the princes are not announced, only the princesses are announced to the world.

"If I remember correctly, Emperor Jing has a total of 17 descendants, and I don't know where they were born."

"Has a prince already started the inheritance training?"

Zhao Xing pondered.

But he didn't think too much, because he had done all the preparations he should make.

"Emperor Wu will definitely come to Princess Youruo's mansion in the East China Sea to spend his childhood."

"Now I just need to wait quietly." Zhao Xing said secretly.

Then he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

His mind continued to spread, as if he had become a part of Mount Qitian. Every grain of sand was under his control, and every plant and tree was under his control.

In the process of the growth of flowers and plants, they will also experience the changes of wind, rain, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The vitality substances were constantly absorbed, and the mountains became thicker and thicker.

In the tenth year of Yongzhi, the height of Mount Qitian finally exceeded four thousand meters, and Zhao Xing also entered the middle stage of Tianyun.

In the twentieth year of Yongzhi, the height of the mountain exceeded seven thousand meters, and Zhao Xing came to the late stage of Tianyun.

In the thirtieth year of Yongzhi, the height of the mountain reached 9999 meters, and he could not go any further, and he also came to the perfection of Tianyun.

At this time, Zhao Xing fell into a bottleneck period. At this time, everything on the mountain was barren, everything withered, and snowflakes fell.

Zhao Xing sat on the top of the mountain, and the whole person was covered by stones and snowflakes, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

There is no shortcut to nourish Tianyun in the mountain method, and he can only endure it now.

In the forty-sixth year of Yongzhi, Donghai, Bixian County.

Princess Mansion, Tianma Beiyuan

Zhao Xing's clone was staring at the Pegasus in the lake.

Since Shanfa entered a bottleneck, his thinking seemed to slow down, and his clone's activities became less frequent. This clone at home often looked at the lake quietly, maintaining a state similar to the original body.

"Chen An, Chen An wake up." Suddenly Zhao Xing felt someone patting his shoulder.

"Who is calling me?" Zhao Xing's clone's thinking gradually recovered and looked back.

"It's me." Liu Wanliang said. He is the Sicheng of the Princess's Mansion and the chief steward of Princess Youruo.

"Liu Sicheng." Zhao Xing hurriedly stood up. He saw a child about three or four years old next to Liu Wanliang, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Liu Sicheng, who is this?"

The child bowed to Zhao Xing in a serious manner.

"A relative of mine." Liu Wanliang held the child's hand, "Come and stay at the mansion for a while."

"Oh oh." Zhao Xing ignored the little child, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The child stretched out his tender finger, pointed at Zhao Xing, and said in a baby voice: "You are so rude."

"I just bowed to you, you should also bow to me."

Zhao Xing was stunned, and looked at the child a second time. The original body, who was thousands of miles away, was shocked.

"It's my fault." Zhao Xing straightened his clothes and bowed to the child. "My name is Zhao Xing, what's your name?"

"Humph, I'm angry, I won't tell you." After that, the child ran away.

He was not slow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhao Xing didn't know how he ran so fast.

He looked at Liu Wanliang, who smiled and said, "My relative's child doesn't have a real name yet, but he has a nickname called 'Zhi'er'."

"Oh." Zhao Xing smiled and nodded, "He does look a bit like a pig when he runs."

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