Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

In Chendu City, countless people look up to the sky palace deep above.

At this time, the owner of the palace, Chen Wanggong, was lying on the bed, his face changing constantly, sometimes pale, sometimes full of red light, sometimes shrouded in black air, sometimes filled with rays of rays of light...

The reason why this happened was because he was poisoned by a strange poison.

Ordinary poisons are naturally of no use to immortal cultivators, especially great cultivators like Chen Wanggong who are in the late Nascent Soul stage.

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

Five years ago, Chen Wanggong was on a patrol and was attacked by a group of men in black. Although he killed them all, he accidentally fell into the trap and was poisoned by a strange poison.

Chen Wanggong relied on his advanced cultivation to suppress this poison for five years. During this period, he searched for countless doctors and medicines, but was unable to find a solution.

As Chen Wanggong's body was gradually worn down by the poison, the toxin broke out in the past year, and his physical condition became worse and worse. It was almost impossible to survive.

Taking advantage of the fact that he could barely move now, Chen Wanggong found various excuses to kill several important men.

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 trusted general, Ji Xuanzi naturally put in a lot of effort during this period to help sort out all the powerful people or forces in the Chen Kingdom that might cause harm.

At this time, in front of the sick bed, Ji Xuanzi was performing his daily courtesy and reporting domestic developments to Chen Wanggong.

"My lord, have you felt better lately?"

After reporting on his work, Ji Xuanzi carefully asked about Chen Wanggong's physical condition and did not forget to express his greetings.

"No! Time is running out. From now on, Chen Guo will have to rely on you more. My unscrupulous descendants must be taken care of by you."

Chen Wanggong sighed sadly and prepared to ask Ji Xuanzi for help.

Hearing this, Ji Xuanzi quickly knelt down in front of the couch and touched his head to the ground: "My lord, how can I be so virtuous and capable as to take on such an important task?

The lord's body will definitely return to normal. His subordinates heard that there is a secret recipe that can extend life by using the heart and liver of a high-level monk.

I am willing to dedicate my heart and soul to my lord! "

Ji Xuanzi had already burst into tears, and his loyalty could not be expressed in words.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, then condensed the mana in his hand into a knife, and stabbed his chest with the knife. Blood immediately seeped out from the wound and dyed the skirt of his clothes red.

This knife cut open the skin, flesh and ribs, reaching straight to the internal organs.

But Ji Xuanzi still had no intention of stopping. He held one side of the wound with one hand and tried his best to pull it to one side.

The wound was opened to a width of more than a foot, revealing the bloody internal organs. A heart was inside, beating slowly.

The two women who were standing in front of Chen Wanggong's bed were so shocked by this scene that their faces turned pale.

Even Chen Wanggong on the hospital bed seemed to be frightened. He stared at Ji Xuanzi without saying a word or stopping him.

Ji Xuanzi himself didn't take it seriously, and his heartbeat never accelerated even half a minute, as if what was being cut open at this moment was not his own chest.

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

At this time, Ji Xuanzi's face was pale, but he still managed to smile and put his still beating heart into a tray.

Then he reached into his chest again and dug around on the lower right side for a while. Then he took out a bloody liver and placed it on the tray.

"Ouch! How could you harm yourself like this? You are my most trusted general and the most important person in the Naizhu Kingdom. If you are like this now, what will the Chen Kingdom do?"

Only then did Chen Wanggong seem to realize what he was doing, and he quickly shouted to dissuade him, heartbroken.

It's just that it's too late to dissuade him at this time. Ji Xuanzi lost his heart and liver. He was so badly injured that his skin will peel off even if he doesn't die. He won't be able to use weapons again for at least one or two years.

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

Only then did Chen Wanggong remember that Ji Xuanzi should be allowed to go back to heal as soon as possible.

Alas, this man has a bad memory once he becomes ill.

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

After Ji Xuanzi left, Chen Wanggong on the hospital bed put away the expression on his face and looked calm.

As the leader 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.

The various expressions have nothing to do with inner emotions, but depend on the needs of the occasion.

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

After all, if you want to make the people of a country surrender, force can only be the final guarantee. Usually, you still need some means to win over people's hearts.

If people are dissatisfied, is it possible that they still have to farm and mine their own land?

Only when you have a group of people who are willing to work for you can you rest peacefully at the top of the pyramid and enjoy life.

"Father! Why not just kill him? Now, he is the only one who is most dangerous in the Chen Kingdom."

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

This was what their father and son had long discussed. They would first use Ji Xuanzi's hands to eliminate most of the dangers and complete the purge of the original forces.

Then Chen and his son worked together to get rid of Ji Xuanzi and successfully completed the power transfer.

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

"He has already damaged his cultivation and will not be able to recover for at least two or three years. After two or three years, your position should be stable.

The most important thing is that I can’t kill anymore! puff…………"

When Chen Wanggong said this, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had been holding on hard before, so as not to reveal any flaws.

"Pfft...pfft..."

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

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

"Father! Father..."

……………………

After Ji Xuanzi flew out of the Sky Palace, he walked slowly along the street. At this moment, his body was almost empty.

However, immortal cultivators have special physiques, especially when they reach the Nascent Soul stage. As long as the Nascent Soul in their body is still there, physical injuries will not kill them.

Even if the heart is dug out, the powerful recovery ability of the Nascent Soul stage can make a new heart grow 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 grow again.

Ji Xuanzi was stroking his chest with one hand at this time, his face was pale, but if you look closer, you might find that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, hiding a trace of a smile.

He has lived for seven or eight hundred years, but he still doesn't understand the principle of a cunning rabbit dying and being cooked by a lackey.

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

Just before the hospital bed, there were several hidden qi forces that were locked on him, and he had sensed them a long time ago.

That's why he shows his loyalty with all his heart. If others say "to heart and soul," it's just an adjective, but here it's a verb, with a purely literal meaning.

If his own trick just now could not pass the test, he had no choice but to resort to the backup plan he had prepared. Fortunately, things did not develop to that point.

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

When necessary, he would become ruthless and even stab himself. Even his parents, wife, children, and anyone who stood in his way would be killed.

………………

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

Today is already the 15th. Everyone had a good meal during the day and then waited boredly for night to fall.

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

In these 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, what is now in front of Zhang He and others is an undefended Tingjing County.

After nightfall, the three moons in the sky rarely lit up at the same time. Zhang He led his 50 men to remove the guards outside the city lord's palace without disturbing anyone.

Because among these guards, none of them cared about their own safety, and no one had dared to offend the majesty of the City Lord's Mansion for tens of thousands of years.

Zhang He's consciousness spread out, like a radar scan, covering the entire city lord's mansion, knowing everything in the mansion.

The Qi family monks in the mansion, including the two Jindan, were not aware of Zhang He's investigation.

Zhang He took out a structural diagram of the city lord's mansion that he had already drawn, marked it with a pen, and asked Fat Hu to arrange for people to clear these points.

Then he walked directly to the center of the city lord's mansion, where the two Jindan monks of the Qi family lived.

Two Jindan monks, one was fast asleep, the other was not sleeping, and was doing some inappropriate sports with a group of women.

These two people were really not alert at all in their own homes, and they didn't even set up a warning formation outside.

Zhang He first touched the sleeping Jindan monk's room. He raised the knife and dropped it. His body and head were immediately separated, and blood splashed all over Zhang He's body.

This should be the most useless Golden Elixir monk to die. After hundreds of years of practice, he died without even a splash.

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

Zhang He is a moral person. He didn't want to disturb the other party at this time. No matter what, he had to let him finish his work before going in.

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

Zhang He's forceful intrusion scared the more than 20 women inside and screamed.

The golden elixir's good deeds were interrupted, and he became angry with shame. He immediately did not bother to put on his robe, but a magical flying sword with rising flames appeared and slashed at Zhang He.

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

But it's not over yet. A river as white as white water poured down from the hill, wrapping the flaming flying sword. Water defeated fire. Five Elements Mountain quickly suppressed the power of the flaming flying sword and suppressed it in the mountain. .

The Qi family monk had a look of horror on his face.

Although he has never fought with anyone since he refined his natal flying sword, this sword is made of high quality and has been maintained in the body for two hundred years. It shouldn't be so weak!

After only one round, someone suppressed his natal magic weapon, which made him a little distracted. He could only cast a defensive spell in a hurry to form a protective shield outside his body to save his life first.

Zhang He is not like the monks of the Qi family who have not had to fight with others for hundreds of years. He has only had a few days of peace in these years and has extremely rich combat experience.

He immediately controlled the Five Elements Mountain and threw it at the opponent. At the same time, he already held a rocket launcher in his hand, ready to blast it out at any time.

"boom!"

The ground trembled slightly, and Five Elements Mountain smashed a big hole into the ground. The Qi family's golden elixir monk had been smashed into a thin piece of flesh, and he should be hopeless.

While Zhang He killed the Qi family monk, Pang Hu and the others also achieved complete success in their spiritual consciousness. Since then, Ningjing County has completely fallen into Zhang He's hands.

The whole process was almost effortless and he did not injure a single soldier. This was the easiest battle Zhang He had ever fought.

"Sir, the mission has been successfully completed."

Fat Tiger was now carrying his big ring knife to report to Zhang He.

"Let the first team go to the military camp to prevent the army from mutiny and riots. The second team goes to the government office to control people in the government office from entering and exiting. The third team and the fourth team go to the city wall to control the city wall defenders and take over the city wall defense."

Zhang He quickly sent out his four ten-man teams. These places were key positions and must be strictly controlled.

He had too few manpower, so he had to control the situation in the city overnight, otherwise it would be difficult to control once the 100,000 people in the city started to riot.

After the four ten-man teams were dispatched, Zhang He released ten ugly-looking puppets and used his spiritual consciousness to control the remaining ten-man teams to guard the city lord's palace.

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

The Qi family guards the treasure land of Ningjing County, and there has been no consumption of war or the like in these years, so they are indeed very fat.

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

Fire obsidian is a reasonably priced weapon refining material, and can be sold for one or two hundred spirit stones per pound.

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

This obsidian should be produced from the mine controlled by the Qi family, and it is probably inventory that has not yet been sold.

Next, Zhang He found a warehouse of spiritual grains, half a warehouse of spiritual stones, a small library, a spiritual medicine garden, and a large spiritual field where spiritual grains were planted, but they were not yet planted at this time. Heading.

After a little inventory of the loot, Zhang He discovered that the Central Plains was indeed extremely rich. A noble from a county town could actually accumulate such a huge amount of wealth.

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

Now that the whole city belongs to him, he naturally doesn't have to worry.