Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

In the city of Chendu, countless people looked up, deep in the sky palace.

At this time, the owner of this palace, Duke Chen Wang, was lying on the sickbed, his complexion changing, sometimes pale, sometimes red, sometimes shrouded in darkness, and sometimes glowing with radiance...

The reason why this happened was because he was infected with a strange poison.

Ordinary poisons are naturally useless to immortal cultivators, especially Chen Wanggong, a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul.

But nothing is absolute. If the world can give birth to a powerful cultivator like him, there are naturally a few opportunities to give birth to powerful poisons.

Five years ago, when Duke Chen Wang was on a tour, he was attacked by a group of men in black. Although he beheaded them all, he accidentally said that he was poisoned.

Chen Wanggong, relying on his advanced cultivation, suppressed this poison for five years. During this period, he searched for countless doctors and medicines, but he has not been able to find a solution.

As Chen Wanggong's body was gradually overwhelmed by the poison, the toxin broke out in the last year, and his physical condition was getting worse and worse, and he could not survive.

Taking advantage of the fact that he was barely able to move, Chen Wanggong made various excuses and killed several important men.

Everyone knows that the purpose of this move is to eliminate some unstable factors and pave the way for the next successor.

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

At this time, before the sickbed, Ji Xuanzi was doing his daily visits and reporting domestic developments to Chen Wanggong.

"My lord, have you been feeling better recently?"

After reporting the work, Ji Xuanzi carefully greeted Chen Wanggong's physical condition, and did not forget to greet him.

"No way! Time is running out. In the future, Chen Guo will rely on you a lot. I have to ask you to take care of my unworthy descendants."

Chen Wanggong sighed and prepared to ask Ji Xuanzi to ask the orphan.

When Ji Xuanzi heard the words, he knelt down in front of the couch and touched the ground with his head: "My lord, my subordinates, He De He Neng, how can they take on such an important task!

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

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 a handful of tears, and then a mana in his hand condensed into a knife, and stabbed him in the chest with a knife, and blood immediately seeped out of the wound, staining the front of his clothes.

This knife, along with the flesh and ribs, was cut open to the insides.

But Ji Xuanzi still didn't want to stop, he saw that he grabbed the wound with one hand and tried his best to pull it to the side.

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

The two women who were serving in front of Chen Wanggong's couch were shocked by this scene.

Even Chen Wanggong, who was on the sickbed, seemed to be frightened and dumbfounded, his eyes fixed on Ji Xuanzi, without saying a word, let alone blocking.

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

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

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

Then he put his hand into his chest again, and took out a while on the lower right side. Then he took out a **** liver and put it on the tray.

"Aiya! How can you self-mutilate like this? You are my most important cadre, and you are a giant of the Zhu Kingdom. If you are like this now, what should you do with the Chen Kingdom?"

It was only at this point that Chen Wanggong seemed to have reacted, and hurriedly shouted to discourage him, grief-stricken.

It's just that it's too late to dissuade him at this time. Ji Xuanzi lost his heart and liver, and he was severely injured by this. He would have to peel off his skin if he died.

Next, the two of them had another drama between a wise ruler and a loyal minister. You came to live with me and cried for a while.

At this time, Duke Chen Wang remembered that he should let Ji Xuanzi go back to heal his injuries as soon as possible.

Alas, once this person gets sick, his memory will be poor.

Ji Xuanzi closed the wound in the chest cavity, aligning the two sides of the severed bones, and then gave a salute and left.

After Ji Xuanzi left, Chen Wanggong, who was on the sickbed, put away the expression on his face, and it seemed that there was no wave in the ancient well.

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

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

Even when he was greeting the other party, he was thinking about how to stab him in the back.

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

If people are unconvinced, is it possible that they have to farm and mine by themselves?

There are a group of people who are willing to work for you, so that you can lie on the top of the pyramid and enjoy life in peace.

"Father! Why don't you just kill him? Now, in the Chen Kingdom, he is the only one left in the most danger."

A young man pulled the curtain behind the sickbed and walked out. He was the next successor of Chen Wanggong.

This is what their father and son have negotiated for a long time. First, use Ji Xuanzi's hands to eradicate most of the dangers and complete the cleanup 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 the cup, but he saw that everyone had left, and his father did not send a message.

"He has already damaged his cultivation base, and he cannot recover in 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 had already spit out a mouthful of blood. Obviously, he had been holding on all the time before, so he didn't show any flaws.

"Pfft... pfft..."

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

"After I die, if someone rebels, you can go north..."

"Father! Father..."

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

However, immortal cultivators have a special physique, especially when they reach the Nascent Soul stage, as long as the Nascent Soul is still in their bodies, their physical injuries will be fatal.

Even if the heart is dug out, the powerful recovery ability of the Nascent Soul can make a heart grow again in the body like a peach.

The same is true for the liver and other internal organs, except that it takes some time and resources to regenerate.

Ji Xuanzi was stroking his chest with one hand at this time, his face pale, but if he looks closer, he may find that the corners of his mouth rise slightly, hiding a hint of a smile.

He has lived for seven or eight hundred years, and he doesn't understand the truth of how a cunning rabbit dies and a running dog cooks.

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

Before the sickbed just now, there were several obscure qi forces locked on him, and he had already sensed it.

That's why he showed his loyalty by digging his heart out. If others say digging out his heart and digging out his lungs, it's just an adjective, but he is a verb here, which means literally.

If he couldn't pass the test just now, as a last resort, he could only use the backhand he had prepared for a long time. Fortunately, things did not develop to that stage.

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

When necessary, he even stabs himself when he gets up, even if his parents, wife and children, anyone who gets in his way, can kill him.

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In the city of Ningjing, 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 the fifteenth day. During the day, everyone has a full meal, and then they are bored and wait for the night to come.

The Qi family has been in control of Ningjing County since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, and it has been entrenched in Ningjing County for tens of thousands of years.

In the past ten thousand years of stability, apart from some internal struggles, the Qi family has long forgotten the external dangers, because there is really no existence in the surrounding area that can threaten their own safety.

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

After nightfall, the three moons in the sky rarely lit up at the same time. Zhang He and his 50 men touched the guards outside the City Lord's Mansion without disturbing anyone.

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

Zhang He's divine sense radiated out, like a radar scan, covering the entire city lord's mansion, and he knew everything in the mansion like the back of the hand.

The Qi family cultivators in the mansion, including the two golden cores, were not aware of Zhang He's investigation.

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

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

Two Jindan cultivators, one was sleeping soundly, the other was not sleeping, and was doing some sports with a group of women that were not suitable for children.

The two were in their own homes, and they really didn't have the slightest vigilance, and they didn't even set up an early warning formation outside.

Zhang He first touched the sleeping Jindan cultivator's house, raised his hand and dropped the knife, and immediately separated his head, blood splashing all over Zhang He.

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

After exiting this room, Zhang He walked to another room, and when he was still outside the door, he heard the unscrupulous voices of several women inside.

Zhang He is a virtuous person. He didn't want to disturb the other party at this time. No matter what, let people go in after finishing their work.

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

Zhang He's forceful intrusion made more than 20 women inside scream in shock.

When Jin Dan's repair work was interrupted, he was so embarrassed that he was so angry that he didn't even bother to wear his robes.

At the same time, a hill appeared in front of Zhang He, and a crisp "ding" blocked the flaming flying sword.

But this is not over yet. A river like Bailian pours down from the hill, wrapping the flaming flying sword. Water overcomes fire. The Five Elements Mountain quickly suppresses the power of this flaming flying sword and suppresses it in the mountains. .

The Qi family cultivator had a horrified look on his face.

Since he made the flying sword of life, although he has not yet fought against others, the material of this sword is excellent, and it has been warmed in the body for two hundred years, so it shouldn't be so weak!

In just one round, he was suppressed by the natal magic weapon, which made him a little absent-minded. In a hurry, he could only cast a defensive spell to form a shield outside the body, save his life first.

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

Immediately controlling the Five Elements Mountain, he slammed it down at the opponent. At the same time, he had a bazooka in his hand, ready to blast it out at any time.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled slightly, and the Five Elements Mountain smashed a big hole into the ground. The Qi family Jindan cultivator had already been smashed into a thin piece of meat, and he should have been helpless.

At the same time when Zhang He killed the Qi family cultivator, in his spiritual sense, Fat Tiger and the others also achieved a complete success, and since then Ningjing 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.

"Sir, you have successfully completed the task."

At this moment, Fat Hu was carrying his big ring saber to report to Zhang He.

"Let the first team go to the barracks to prevent the army from mutiny and riot, the second team goes to the yamen, and the people in the yamen are not allowed to enter or leave. The third team and the fourth team go to the city wall, 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~www.wuxiahere.com~ 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 whole city is in turmoil, it will be difficult to control.

After the four ten-man teams were dispatched, Zhang He released ten ugly-looking puppets and used his divine sense to control and control the remaining ten-man team to guard the City Lord's Mansion.

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

The Qi family guards this treasured land in Ningjing County, and they have not suffered from war or the like these years, and they are indeed very fat.

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

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

The obsidian in this warehouse must be at least 200,000 kilograms.

This obsidian should be produced by the ore vein controlled by the Qi family, and it is estimated that it is an inventory that has not yet been sold.

Next, Zhang He found a warehouse Linggu, half of the warehouse's Lingshi, a small library, and a spiritual medicine garden. There is still a Linggu planted in a large Lingtian, but it has not yet been planted. Heading.

After a little inventory of the spoils, Zhang He found that the Central Plains was indeed extremely rich, and a noble from a county town could actually save such a huge amount of wealth.

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

Now that the entire city belongs to him, he naturally doesn't need to worry.