Chapter 306: Eighty-two Years of Mountain Cultivation, the Young Emperor Wu (Final Chapter of this Volume)

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

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

Everyone behind him bowed in salute.

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

You just don't want to pretend anymore?

In the past, when we talked about the Son of God, most of the time it was just a joke.

But Meng Kun led people to shout it out today!
Why is this happening?

The reason still lies in that imperial edict.

Emperor Jing asked Kunyuan Academy to hold the Return to the Sacred Scriptures, in which the arrangement of Shennongchu and Zhao Xing was clearly stated: "Xing is in charge of Shennongchu, appointed as the Envoy of Lingshan, and annotates the scriptures of sages."

What this means is that Zhao Xing can at least have a preliminary grasp of the power of the Shennong hoe, and he will be arranged to go to the Lingxu blessed land under the charge of the Kunyuan Academy to serve as a third-rank Lingshan envoy, allowing him to concentrate on studying the scriptures of the Sinong sages.

Emperor Jing has said so, why is Meng Kun still pretending?
He called the Son of God directly.

"Why can't I go down?" Zhao Xing was a little stunned and looked at Li Boqian next to him.

Isn't it a bit inappropriate 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. "It's you they're calling, not me."

If it was someone with weaker cultivation who just brought the things back, he would not have received such super treatment.

But who is Zhao Xing? He wrote "Three Yins, Three Yangs, Six Qis and the Great Circulation of Heaven", "Collection of Commentaries on the Two Classics" and "On the Law of Things".

Cultivate "Kunpeng Transformation", "The World is Close", "The Straw Man of All Laws", "The Underground Palace in the Vast Sea"...

He is well versed in both Dharma and principles, and his realm is also high.

Now that you can master the Shennong hoe, the meaning is naturally different.

There was a person who was lucky enough to pick up the Shennong hoe.

It is a legacy! It is the will of the community god in the dark! It is the symbol of the prosperity of Kunyuan Academy!

While Zhao Xing was in a daze, the thunderous cheers of welcome came again:
"Please take your seat, Holy Son!"

There is nothing we can do about this. I have called you three times already.

If I don't go again, it would be just showing 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 carriage prepared by the Kunyuan Academy.

The chariot is a treasure-level Hou Tu chariot.

It is five meters long and ten meters wide, with a magical stone seat in the center and the [Earth Emperor Summit] behind the seat. This is another treasure-level artifact.

This kind of specification was only used once when Xuanyuan Qingtian cultivated the fifteenth sacred mountain in the world, [Qingtian Mountain].

Now, Zhao Xing sat on it.

The fire phoenix roared and the heavenly dragon hummed, pulling the chariot forward.

The clouds formed layers, moved horizontally to the upper and left sides of the avenue where Zhao Xing was, and began to flow.

"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"

After the performance, the Cloud Gate drums began to beat and the musicians danced on both sides.

It does not block Zhao Xing's view directly in front of him, so if he wants to appreciate it, he can see it with his peripheral vision at any time.

The ceremonial officials from the imperial court who saw him off all found it quite new and interesting.

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

The welcoming ceremony started in Dongshi County and traveled around Daoyuanzhou for three full months before returning to Kunyuan Academy.

The entire Daoyuan Continent knows that the 'Kunyuan Divine Hoe', one of the rarest treasures in the world, the most precious treasure of the Ministry of Agriculture, and one of the sacred artifacts of the community, has returned to the Kunyuan Academy.

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

Back in the academy, it’s still not over.

There are even more people here!

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

Although it is a community artifact, it is also a Sino-Agricultural artifact! It is of extraordinary significance, so most of the Sino-Agricultural masters from Shangluo Academy and Xuantian Academy have also come.

Such as the leader of the Houbian faction Ling Tianchen, Doctor of Economics Zhang Tianxing, and Vice President Hu Yang.

Heng Yuan and Geng Shouchang from Xuan Lei Courtyard.

Sima Yunhai and Lu Chunhua from Yunzhong Courtyard.

There are also Wang Tianzhi, Wang Xuanyi and others.

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

"If we set off a spark to blow this place up now, the Great Zhou will probably collapse in less than a hundred years." Zhao Xing thought boldly.

Wouldn't it be a disaster? If this place is blown up, Gaopin Sinong will almost be wiped out.

It is impossible for high-level warriors to eat low-level food. Without high-level agriculture to maintain the stability of the world, within a hundred years, the overall strength of other high-level professions will also decline significantly.

"Tian Ning, when you first accepted me as a disciple, did you think of this day?" Princess Youruo asked with a smile on a royal ship in the viewing area.

"Hahahaha, even if I, Liu Tianning, were dreaming, I wouldn't dare to have such a dream." Liu Tianning stood with his hands behind his back, laughing heartily, a rare occurrence.

Princess Youruo leaned in Liu Tianning's arms, while Ji Zixuan behind her immediately closed the door and walked out.

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

"Senior Brother is truly a man of luck!"

"I really didn't expect it." Geng Shouchang and Heng Yuan watched from a distance, "When I first discovered 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 has only been twenty-seven years."

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

"Fortunately Sima Yunhai did not stop it, otherwise he would be a sinner."

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

"Ahaha, I spoke out of turn. Don't blame me, Brother Yunhai." Hengyuan said happily.

Sima Yunhai was angry because Pang Yuanzhen betrayed his master and wanted to take revenge on Liu Tianning, but not only did he fail, but he ended up helping Zhao Xing to do things.

Fate is really wonderful.

"Brother, did you hear that just now?" Hu Yang looked at Zhang Tianxing next to him. "It seems like someone from Kunyuan Academy is calling the Holy Son?"

"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 even sent out Xuanyuan Qingtian's chariots. Even the saints of the ancient times shouldn't sit in the Dihuangding and Houtu chariots."

"How shameless." Zhang Tianxing said sourly. "Zhao Xing wrote the Three Yins, Three Yangs, Six Qis and the Great Circulation of the Heaven 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 telepathy.

Ling Tianchen was too lazy to care about the two of them and just stared at Zhao Xing's figure.

He could feel that some kind of transformation had taken place in Zhao Xing.

Ling Tianchen had mastered the Chiwen Transformation Technique to an extremely high level. He could sense that Zhao Xing had undergone amazing changes.

"Could it be that his transformation method was sublimated in Dragon Court?" Ling Tianchen pondered, "It seems that I have to ask him to return to Wanhua Cave Heaven afterwards."

But this is impossible in the near future. Now is the glorious moment of Kunyuan Underground Palace.

I will be angry with anyone who asks Zhao Xing to leave!

"Luo Hou, you have never experienced this style, right?" King Tian Yan asked with a smile.

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

Ji Mengjun did not come, but she was also a spectator, and she sent her disciple, a Wuyi dancer, to join the ceremonial dancer team.

But this kind of style is something you can never envy. If you want to get a symbolic and unique artifact, it takes more than just physical strength.

"Please ask the Lingshan Envoy to move!"

When he arrived at Kunyuan Academy, Meng Kun finally restrained himself and no longer called himself the Son of God.

If he can't be called the Son of God, then Zhao Xing must be called the greatest and most impressive, and he must hold a position related to Kunyuan Academy.

Originally, Zhao Xing held a position as Si Ye, but this position was no more important than Lingshan Envoy.

Zhao Xing stood up and walked down the ladder.

"Swish, swish, swish~"

Countless eyes were fixed on Zhao Xing, and each look was filled with strong emotions. Most of them were first-rank eyes, after all, first-rank eyes were the closest.

Great attention!

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

But Zhao Xing took every step steadily. He held the Kunyuan Divine Hoe in his hand, looked straight ahead, and walked step by step to Xuanyuan Qingtian.

"I am Zhao Xing, the envoy of Lingshan. I am honored to meet the dean!" Zhao Xing just bowed slightly because he was still holding the Shennong hoe.

Xuanyuan Qingtian was as tall as his name suggested, at least two meters twenty-three inches tall. He had a strong face and did not show any signs of aging. He wore a bright yellow Kunyuan robe and a Diling hat on his head with a hairpin passing through the hat.

He asked loudly, "Zhao Xing, the Lingshan envoy, what do you have in your hand?"

Zhao Xing replied: "The community's sacred weapon, Kunyuan Divine Hoe!"

"What magical uses does it have that it can be called a divine weapon?"

Zhao Xing said loudly:
"Move the spiritual veins of the eight wastelands and fill the four seas with water!"

"Move the nine mountains in the sky and explore the origin of the earth!"

"The Dharma can reach the gods and has infinite magical uses!"

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

"Welcome back the artifact!"

The huge crowd immediately saluted the artifact.

All the Si Nong, regardless of whether they were Si Nong of Kunyuan Academy or not, had tears in their eyes at this moment.

Zhao Xing held high the Kunyuan Divine Hoe, and the endless light of the divine weapon shone on him, making him look like the god of the community in the world.

After three times of worship, there is still a process to follow.

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

The number one mountain in the world, Lingshan, and the number two, Qingshan, are not suitable for demonstration.

The one chosen is [Qingtian Mountain] which is ranked 15th among the sacred mountains in the world.

This is also the sacred mountain where Xuanyuan Qingtian was raised and where his life's achievements lie.

The Qingtian Mountain is thousands of feet high, and its peak is steep and rugged, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

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

Countless ground mirrors broadcast live.

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

The top of the mountain shook, and the next moment, a golden light flashed.

The huge sacred mountain disappeared, leaving only a basin!
"Coax~"

The spectators burst into thunderous cheers.

"The power of the divine weapon is so terrifying!"

"The community's sacred artifact! This is the legendary community's sacred artifact!"

"Move the nine mountains in the sky and explore the origin of the earth!"

"I can witness the power of the divine weapon in this lifetime, and I will die without regrets!"

"What the hell! Such a huge mountain just disappeared like that?"

"Brother, can you be more polite? We warriors are just like shit."

"What's your opinion, brother?"

"Uh... never mind, the artifact is awesome!"

"..."

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

Thanks to Xuanyuan Qingtian's timely effort, he did not fall down with the artifact.

At this moment, a miniature mountain was flashing on the hoe blade.

How heavy is the thousand-foot sacred mountain?
Even if the artifact is powerful, Zhao Xing alone cannot lift it.

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

Xuanyuan Qingtian smiled at Zhao Xing, telling him to rest assured. Then, together with Zhao Xing, he raised the divine hoe and announced to all directions: "Kunyuan Divine Hoe is truly a divine weapon!"

"Congratulations to the Great Zhou!"

"Congratulations to the Great Zhou!" everyone cheered.

"Congratulations to Sinong!"

"Congratulations to Sinong!" shouted again.

"Congratulations to the Divine Mighty Marquis!"

"Congratulations to the Divine Mighty Marquis!"

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

Then the two of them flew down and brought the Kunyuan Divine Hoe to the square outside the community temple for worship.

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

The Kunyuan Divine Hoe has not appeared in the world for three hundred thousand years!
The history compiled by the Great Zhou Dynasty is only about 500,000 years.

The legendary artifact has come into reality and returned to the hands of Kunyuan Academy. No matter how much publicity it receives, it is not an exaggeration.

After a full month of worship, it was finally placed in the community temple for enshrinement.

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

It will then be handed over to Zhao Xing for research. Of course, Zhao Xing cannot take it away with him casually.

Unless there is a major project or war, 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 the day comes when Zhao Xing becomes the dean and is invincible.

…………

The grand ceremony started with the welcoming ceremony in July of the 20th year of Dazhi and lasted until the beginning of spring of the 21st year of Dazhi.

"Huh, I can finally take a break." Zhao Xing let out a long sigh.

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

Many people come to see the artifact every day, and many people also come to see Zhao Xing.

I felt a little secretly happy at the beginning, but I couldn’t stand it after a while.

Who can stand being treated like a national treasure all the time?
Especially Meng Kun, he looked like he wanted to rush up to hug and kiss her.

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

It was obvious that what he said were just polite words.

But to Zhao Xing it sounded as if he were saying:

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

Finally, the enthusiasm faded a little.
Zhao Xing thought he could take a break.

As a result, people didn't come, but ghosts came to visit instead.

In the middle of the night, Meng Kun brought a ghost to knock on the door!
The officials of the underworld, including a large number of gods of agriculture, appeared to take a look at him.

I can’t just deal with Master Zhao directly!

After the Si Nong gods left, Zhao Xing quickly grabbed Meng Kun's sleeve and said, "Dean, please don't bring them to me."

Meng Kun said with some regret: "Well, actually there are still some, but... forget it, let's talk about it next time."

Only then did Zhao Xing finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Zhao Xing, come to think of it, I haven't thanked you properly yet."

"Please accept my gift."

Meng Kun brushed off his sleeves and was about to pay his respects.

"Hey, no, no, no, how can this be done?"

Zhao Xing was speechless. Do you really want to kneel?
Seeing that Zhao Xing was trying to stop him, Meng Kun had no choice but to change the big gift into a small one.

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

"You know, if you don't come soon, my position as dean will be ruined by Qin Shanyue's foul mouth!"

Hearing this name, Zhao Xing thought for a moment: "Vice Dean of Xuantu Academy?"

"Who else could it be if not him?" Meng Kun said dissatisfiedly, "This guy has been competing with me for the position for several years. Whenever he gets the chance, he will publicly criticize me."

"But now he has nothing to say. Whoever sees me won't praise me for my wise opinion, right?"

Zhao Xing couldn't help but smile and said, "The dean is indeed wise."

Old Meng's vision is not underestimated. When Xuantian Academy first established it, it only planned to give him the position of a preaching mage.

Meng Kun and his colleagues were really magnanimous. He was appointed as a Doctor of Scriptures at the beginning and then was made the Dean of Ksitigarbha College.

Meng Kun also gave his resources to himself for use. When there was trouble at Xuantian Academy, there was no movement at Kunyuan Academy.

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

"The Dili Faction is closer to us after all. Back then, when I was in Shiyang Cave Heaven, I also obtained a lot of resources from the Dili Institute." Zhao Xing sighed in his heart.

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

"I was thinking, since the dean wants to recruit talented people, I have a few candidates to recommend."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Meng Kun was curious.

"The Pingyuan magistrate of Tongming Prefecture is named Chen Shijie. He is experienced and has a high talent for geomancy."

"He has been in Tongming Prefecture for more than 20 years, and he restored the advantages of the place during the turbulent period very early on."

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

"Oh?" Meng Kun nodded, "I'll go check it out some other day."

"Since the dean is going to Pinghai Prefecture for an inspection, why not take a look? I know a few military ministers..."

After talking with Meng Kun all night, Zhao Xing planned to set off 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 mountains nourish people, and people also nourish the mountains. Once you begin the practice and recuperation in the Tianyun Realm, it will not be easy for you to run away.

However, the reform method can only be performed by the original body, so he has to explain everything before entering the blessed land.

Anyway, it would take another three years for the Kun Yuan Chu to fall into his hands, so there was no rush to practice.

Daoyuanzhou, Qianqing County.

In April of the 21st year of Dazhi, Zhao Xing arrived in Qianqing County.

Wanhua Cave Heaven is the place where the Houbian School inherits its tradition.

"I met the dean."

"Zhao Xing." Ling Tianchen's eyes were sharp. "You seem to have undergone a big change. Did you gain something in the Dragon Court and master the Chiwen Transformation?"

Zhao Xing had previously practiced "Fire Chi Transformation". If he had made any progress, he should have reached the level of "Chiwen Transformation".

However, what Zhao Xing said next surprised Ling Tianchen.

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

"Oh? What kind of changes?" Ling Tianchen asked curiously.

"I name it Zulong Transformation!"

The three words "Zulong Transformation" suddenly made Ling Tianchen's heart tremble.

"let me see."

"Yes."

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

A dragon shadow rose straight up, and in the process, the fog spread rapidly and the dragon's body became bigger and bigger.

"sound of a bell!"

As a dragon roared, the golden clouds dissipated, and a five-clawed golden dragon that was ten thousand miles long appeared in the sky.

"Ang~"

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

He swam around Zhao Xing like a fish, his eyes full of shock.

"Ancestral Dragon Transformation, how many levels have you cultivated to?" Ling Tianchen asked.

"I can reach the ninth level in Dragon Court, but in the outside world, I can only reach 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."

"If you realize it, it's the eighth level? In the Dragon Court, it's even the ninth level?"

"Yes."

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

"Have you developed the secret skills of Zulong's talents?"

"Yes, but only two have been developed."

"Which two?"

"One is the Ancestral Dragon's Chant, which is performed with the Ancestral Dragon's body. The sound is so loud but silent, and one can enter the Tao through sound. By mastering the rules of sound, the effect is that one can break the rules of the Taoist temple." Zhao Xing explained.

He used this innate secret skill when he dragged the Fuming furnace out of the sea of ​​fire.

"The second innate secret skill is called the Power of the Ancestral Dragon."

"Even in a dangerous place where I cannot use any rules, and without using any of the Five Elements' true meaning, I can easily lift heavy objects like three Ten Thousand Mountains with my strength alone."

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

Move three [Ten Thousand Mountains] with strength alone?
It should be noted that the [Wanchongshan] of the Dili faction is a ninth-level heavy weapon. Why is it divided like this? That is because it is the same as the warship and Dinghai Shenzhen, both of which are ninth-level magic weapons made of extremely large materials.

The materials used to create Wanchongshan can be used to make 100,000 ninth-grade top-grade individual weapons.

This is not all, Wan Chong Shan still needs to refine seven earth veins above level seven.

Therefore, in order to transport Wanzhongshan, they had to drive the [Chedi Shenzhou].

That's not a weapon for a single soldier.

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

However, his magical level is stronger than Zhao Xing!

Zhao Xing can move three mountains with his strength alone after only eight transformations. It's terrifying!
"Come on, hit me!"

Ling Tianchen said excitedly.

"Yes."

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

"Oh!"

The Chiwen transformed by Ling Tianchen was immediately knocked away ten thousand meters.

It was not until three breaths later that Ling Tianchen managed to steady himself.

The attack just now was a showdown based solely on strength.

Ling Tianchen's Chiwen transformation has reached the ultimate level, but in terms of strength, he 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 Ancestral Dragon Transformation can pull away the ultimate transformed self, how terrifying!
"A few more times!"

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

Half an hour later.

The two stopped, still unsatisfied.

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

"You really can't stay in Wanhua Cave Heaven?"

"Your Majesty appointed me as the Envoy of Lingshan, so my true self can only stay in Lingxu Blessed Land." Zhao Xing said. "But don't worry, Dean. I will send a batch of True Dragon Blood every ten years."

He took out a box, and the container inside the box contained the blood that was extracted after he transformed into the Ancestral Dragon.

"You don't need to send it as often as every 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 hospital in June, leaving behind two clones.

One stayed in the waiting room, and the other performed the duties of a doctor of economics, and by the way, also comprehended other top-level time methods.

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

This deity came to Shangluo Academy in July.

In August, Liu Tianning's real 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 Dharma in preparation for taking office.

The person who taught him was Xuanyuan Qingtian.

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

There is a sea of ​​clouds ahead, and no higher peaks can be seen as far as the eye can see.

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

“The place where the destiny of heaven and earth can be best manifested is the sacred mountain.”

“The mountains nourish people, and people nourish the mountains.”

“The interaction between man and nature is mutually beneficial.”

"I try to sense the destiny of heaven and earth, and the destiny of heaven and earth is also affecting my destiny."

"This is what is commonly referred to as destiny is my destiny."

Xuanyuan Qingtian said leisurely: "No matter what kind of Lingshan method it is, in the initial stage, it is people who cultivate the mountain. Chen An, do you understand?"

Zhao Xing nodded and said, "It's easier to understand if you think of the mountain as a plant. When the sacred mountain matures, it will produce the beautiful fruits of the sacred mountain."

"As the mountain rises, so does the fortune of the man."

Xuanyuan Qingtian smiled and said, "Yes, you are indeed a genius who can annotate scriptures. You can always make complicated things easy to understand."

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

The first mountain is called Lingshan. Zhao Xing asked how many peerless powerful people Lingshan has nurtured.

Xuanyuan Qingtian pondered and said, "He can be called an unrivaled strong man, so he must have great luck."

"Since the beginning of historical records, Lingshan has only produced great fruits eighty-five times."

Eighty-five times? If we calculate based on a history of 500,000 years, that would only happen once every few thousand years.

This is the period of time for a mature spiritual mountain to bear fruit, which is quite long. And any mountain of this size is shared by many people.

It would be better to choose a small hill to raise it yourself.

If the previous generation plants trees and the next generation enjoys the shade, the sacred mountains in the world will gradually disappear, which is not in line with the philosophy of the Lingshan School.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xing asked, "I heard that there is a holy mountain in the southern barbarians that can connect heaven and earth. I wonder how many great fortunes have been held there?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qingtian sighed and said, "It is said that it has happened over a thousand times."

Zhao Xing was slightly stunned. The gap was quite big.

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

"Students don't know."

"It's a kind of sustenance. My father is also a minister of agriculture for the Dili faction. He just wants to cultivate the best mountain in the world, surpassing the mountain of the Nanman."

Zhao Xing suddenly realized that the No. 1 mountain in the world mentioned by the Great Zhou actually excluded the Holy Mountain of the Southern Barbarians.

No wonder they were so enthusiastic about fighting the Southern Barbarians. It turns out that the real number one mountain in the world is not in the Great Zhou.

Si Nong of Lingshan Sect's lifelong dream is probably to dig back the sacred mountain of Nanman. It doesn't matter if he doesn't dig it back, he can just occupy Nanman.

"There is no ultimate way in Lingshan. Rumor has it that the ultimate way of Lingshan can only be found on the sacred mountain of Nanman." Xuanyuan Qingtian said with hope, "If one day you go there, remember to help me verify its authenticity."

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

…………

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

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

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

Although there is no ultimate Lingshan method, there are dozens of top-level ones.

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

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

Four generations spent more than three thousand years researching and developing the "Qingtian Lingshan Method".

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

After another 1,200 years, it was finally perfected by the generation of Xuanyuan Qingtian.

He created the top-level and perfect mountain method at the age of 400. It was because of this that Xuanyuan Qingtian was able to become the dean and was rewarded by Emperor Jing with the Dihuang Peak and the ability to ride on the Houtu chariot.

Because the sacred mountain nurtured by Xuanyuan Qingtian is among the most sacred mountains in the world, ranking fifteenth.

This is really amazing. How many famous mountains have been passed down before? To be able to nurture a sacred mountain, surpass many predecessors, what a great achievement this is.

"The first three levels of the Sky-lifting Spiritual Mountain Method, combined with the magic array, start."

"The shortest forecast is fifty years, and the longest is indefinite."

"Theoretically, there is no upper limit to the number of levels of the Sky-lifting Spiritual Mountain Method. It can grow indefinitely."

"But in reality, Xuanyuan Qingtian has only reached the eighteenth level. After that, no matter how we nurture it, it will not grow any more."

"Nurturing luck is not as simple as personal luck. Using Lingshan method to consolidate the state of luck is much more advanced than fighting and killing as a warrior."

"It seems that I will have to retreat for a long time."

Zhao Xing stood on the Chedi Divine Ship, his thoughts wandering. A team of guards followed behind him, and they were now on their way to Lingxu blessed land.

There are twenty-nine small sacred mountains in the Lingxu blessed land, none of which is more than a hundred meters high, but the mountains have all 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 someone from the Tianyun Realm comes to cultivate the mountain, the magic circle will be activated. Once it is activated, a large amount of resources will be invested.

Therefore, Zhao Xing's original body reached the Tianyun realm and came here to serve as an official. He could not leave easily, otherwise it would 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 to give him?" Gu Changqing asked.

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

"The mountains are level with the sky, what a good implication." Gu Changqing praised.

…………

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

As for the clones, each has its own mission.

In July of the twenty-fifth year of Dazhi, Zhao Xing sent a clone to Fengjing.

Emperor Jing promised him that he could choose three treasures from the imperial palace treasury. He had not made any choices before, so now that he had time he would come and take a look.

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

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

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

As for other treasures, Zhao Xing had no interest in them. Emperor Jing was stingy and hid all the valuable treasures. He also looked down on ordinary treasures, so he just picked two treasures at random and planned to use them as a favor.

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

The second is the Imperial Medical Service.

"Li Fuhan, who was saved in Shiyang Cave Heaven, and Wang Zhongjing, who was saved during the Liang Wang rebellion, have both been admitted to the Imperial Hospital."

"In the eighteenth year of the Jingxin calendar, Li Fuhan was only an eighth-rank wandering doctor, but now he has become a fifth-rank Zhongting medicine commander."

"Wang Zhongjing was saved in the 36th year of the Jingxin calendar. He was a seventh-rank doctor at that time, but now he is only a sixth-rank cold doctor. He still has a lot to learn."

Zhao Xing looked through the records.

Studying medicine is a slow process, and every step in a matter involving human life 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 the most talented in the Imperial Hospital.

"Li Fuhan entered the Upper Society Institute, and Wang Zhongjing remained in the Middle Society Institute."

“The two have completely different personalities.”

Zhao Xing looked at the records.

Wang Zhongjing was a warm and gentle person, and was good at using medicine.

Li Fuhan is a loner, not good at interacting with classmates, but is good at acupuncture.

“Let’s make additional investments.”

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 member of the upper society.

"Your humble servant Zhang She greets Marquis Shenwei."

"Mr. Zhang, I heard that the salaries of the medical students in the Imperial Hospital are very low. The lower commune only gets 6 taels per month, the middle commune 60 taels, and the upper commune 600 taels. And they only provide two meals a day?"

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

Zhao Xing didn't want to reform the system or anything. How could he have the qualifications? He was just looking for an excuse.

"I would like to make a personal donation to reward some outstanding doctors in return for your majesty's kindness."

Zhang She listened quietly. Zhao Xing was not the first person to donate. People had always done so.

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

"You can draw up a list, but these two people must be on it. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood. Thank you, Lord Shenwei."

…………

Yuanpin Prefecture, Baibing Taoist Temple.

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

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of intensive hammering was heard, and Yue Lingzhi, with his bare chest, swung the black iron hammer in his hand and smashed it at a material that looked like a door panel.

He waved his hand and left an afterimage. The fire energy gathered around him. There were also sixteen bronze objects around him that acted like conduits, drawing away the surrounding impurities and forming an independent forging space.

"clang!"

When the last hammer fell, the door-panel-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. Sweat was pouring down his body and hunger was sweeping over him.

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

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

"You are trying too hard. How can the Black Fire Spirit fight like you? Every time you enter the Fire Spirit Forging Realm, you will suffocate yourself to death."

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

Zhao Xing smiled and said, "I came to see you, but I didn't expect that I would almost suffocate myself to death when I saw you as soon as I arrived."

"Hehe, I'm preparing this for the [God of Fire Forging]. If I want to go in there to forge, I have to persist long enough." Yue Lingzhi took the food but didn't rush to eat it.

"Eat first, and we'll talk while we eat." Zhao Xing pulled the stool over and sat down, smiling, "You write to me every year to report what you've learned, so I came here specially to see how you're doing."

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

Zhao Xing smiled. He had always kept in touch with Yue Lingzhi, his earliest sponsor, and had never stopped supporting her over the years.

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

Zhao Xing also invested the most in Yue Lingzhi.

There's no way, his job is quite expensive.

"What's wrong with the wound on your body?" Zhao Xing's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed Yue Lingzhi's wrist, which had a healed scar. "You kid are using the blood forging method? Do you want to serve the soldiers and become a weapon spirit?"

“No, no, no, Lord, you misunderstood.” Yue Lingzhi waved her hands quickly, “This is not the Blood Forging Method, but a process in the Fire Weapon Method, using blood to condense the soldier’s soul.”

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

Seeing that Yue Lingzhi wanted to explain, he interrupted and said, "Don't think of taking any shortcuts. There are only zero and countless times to reduce your lifespan by sacrificing your heart and blood."

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 and die prematurely, then his investment would be wasted.

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

…………

Pinghaizhou, Yulong County, Yuefu.

"Zheng~"

A purple guqin makes the sound of a sword, and those who hear the sound feel as if they are on a battlefield with swords and horses.

Qin Qingqiu plucked the strings and a team of sword cultivators appeared in the square, rushing to the other end of the square.

"Oh!"

There was also a musician playing there, but when he saw the flashing of swords and sabers breaking through his sonic defense, he immediately panicked and his rhythm became messed up.

"Pfft~"

The musician who was also playing the guqin was blown away and the guqin was broken.

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

"Thank you." Qin Qingqiu picked up the piano and bowed, then floated down the high platform.

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

"Qingqiu, wait a minute."

"Teacher." Qin Qingqiu stopped immediately.

"An important person has sent you a gift to celebrate your promotion to a fifth-rank war musician."

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

"You didn't even listen to who sent it?" Qin Qingqiu's teacher said, "His name is Zhao Xing, and he is a first-class Divine Marquis."

"Zhao Xing?" Qin Qingqiu's face suddenly showed a trace of excitement, "Teacher, where is he? Is he here?"

"No, there's only a gift and a letter. Do you want any?"

"Yes, I want it!"

…………

Pinghai Prefecture, Anping Prefecture, and the Palace of the Lord.

A figure was narrating passionately:

"Our dynasty has been established for 2,700 years, and the number of Yin Gods, both large and small, who have been conferred in Anping Prefecture exceeds one million!"

"The ancestral temples and sub-temples built by us are worth more than hundreds of millions."

"Not to mention the expense of the sacrifices, the land used to build the ancestral temple is an astonishing figure!"

"My Lord, I think we should write to the court and promote the policy of destroying the clan and abandoning the temple..."

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

"Master Fu..."

"Get out! You don't have to attend the government meetings in the next three months!"

"Hmph, you mediocre official! Why do you have to forbid me from participating in government meetings? You don't even need this flower-pinched hat of mine!"

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

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 smiled.

"How did you come?"

"I sensed that you seemed to be troubled, so I came to have a drink with you. I wonder if you are free?"

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, yes!" Wei Xuancheng laughed, "You've come at the right time. Let's go to my house!"

…………

Xi'er County, parade ground.

"Everyone, pay attention!" Liao Rulong roared, "The southern barbarians are still harassing our border from time to time. Sooner or later, my Divine Might Army will be put to use."

"You are all generals! If a soldier is a bad one, the general will be a bad one too!"

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

"Hah!" He was responded with an enthusiastic shout.

Liao Rulong turned around with satisfaction, then stood there in a daze.

"General Liao, you are so majestic~"

"Master Hou!"

…………

As the sun rose and the moon set, Zhao Xing had been practicing on Mount Qitian for thirty-five years without realizing it.

The Qitian Mountain where he was located also rose from a hundred meters to a thousand meters.

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

"It is now the 59th year of the Great Reign, and next year we will enter the Eternal Reign."

"My causal soul has sensed that a causal thread is about to break."

A picture emerged in Zhao Xing's mind: in a courtyard full of blooming spring flowers, an old man was watching clouds moving in his palm, and a young man was looking at the three-foot-high thunderbolt in his palm.

…………

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

Zhao Xing arrived at Xue's house and was greeted by Xue Bai.

"I pay my respects to the Marquis and Lord Zong." Xue Bai was about to kneel down.

"No need to be polite." Zhao Xing waved his hand. "I heard that the old Si Nong was not in good health, so I came with Master Zong to visit him. 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 mansion.

When people get older, they seem to like basking in the sun.

When Zhao Xing came over, Xue Wenzhong was taking a nap on a recliner under a locust tree.

Zhao Xing took a look and found that Xue Wenzhong was indeed very old, with completely gray hair and skin full of wrinkles and spots.

The two of them did not disturb him, but just watched quietly on the corridor, waiting for Xue Wenzhong to wake up naturally.

"The old Minister of Agriculture retired with the eighth rank in the fifteenth year of Dazhi. After returning home, he has been growing flowers and plants at home and taking care of the crown prince." Zong Shichang whispered.

"He was in good health and spirits until this year when he seldom went out and could not even cast spells."

"How many times has the court extended the life of the old Minister of Agriculture?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Four times." Zong Shichang said, "But the old Minister of Agriculture is only an eighth-rank official, so each time is not much."

"You come back every few years, and you should know that the officialdom in Nanyang County is now stagnant."

“There is no chance of advancement.”

"He is already 190 years old this year. He will be leaving in the next few days. I wanted to inform you, but you just happened to come back..."

Zhao Xing nodded. Without the baptism of the country's luck, two hundred years for the eighth rank would be the limit. However, not everyone could reach this limit.

Xue Wenzhong was able to live to be 190 years old because Zhao Xing had given him a lot of longevity treasures of corresponding levels.

A normal official of the eighth rank is busy with official duties and worries every day. How can he live to the theoretical age?

Emperor Jing's Jiazi cleansing was not without cost.

He affected the officials' enthusiasm for work. It was difficult to get promoted in the past, and it became even more difficult during the Dazhi period.

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

The two men came and squatted beside Xue Wenzhong.

"Mr. Xue, open your eyes and 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, you're back again?"

"Yes." Zhao Xing held the old Si Nong's hand and passed a wisp of vitality into Xue Wenzhong's body. "Are you okay?"

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

"How are you doing out there?"

"I'm fine too." Zhao Xing said with a smile.

Xue Wenzhong held Zhao Xing's hand in his own: "Don't waste your energy. I am healthy and have no problems. It's just that the time has come."

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

Xue Wenzhong nodded, then shook his head.

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

"Yes, teacher, don't keep us in suspense this time." Zhao Xing also smiled.

Xue Wenzhong smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you guys have become so capable and have no patience at all. Can't I take a break?"

Zong Shichang was speechless and said, "I'm afraid you will die from this breath."

Xue Wenzhong smiled and said, "In fact, you have helped Xue Bai a lot. He is useless and has not made any achievements in all these years."

"I have already helped my grandson, do I still have to care about the wealth of the crown prince?"

"Before I leave, I am already very satisfied to see you two. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so let them go."

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

Xue Wenzhong drove the two men 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 in the outer 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, nicknamed Rong'er, go and kowtow to your uncle."

Well, Zhao Xing has now become a grandfather.

However, Xue Wenzhong was his teacher, and Xue Bai was Xue Wenzhong's grandson, so there was nothing wrong with Xue Ren calling Zhao Xing uncle.

"Uncle." Xue Ren walked over and knelt down to kowtow.

Zhao Xingfeng lifted Xue Ren up, then nodded to him and said, "I will find a teacher for him and send him to the Taoist temple as a Taoist boy. How much he can achieve depends on his luck."

"Thank you!" Xue Bai knelt down immediately.

A month later, on the Grain Rain day of the 59th year of Dazhi, Xue Wenzhong passed away.

In the sixty years of Dazhi, two more old friends passed away.

Fan Zhaoli, who was once the dean of Dili Academy in Shiyang Dongtian, died of old age.

The owner of the Wanxing Underground Palace, 'Gong Tiansi', passed away. His Wanxing Underground Palace technique had allowed Zhao Xing to comprehend the 'Divine Guardian'.

As some people grow old, others are born.

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

Ji Yingluo was quite favored by Emperor Jing, and his favor for her seemed to be even greater than that for Princess Youruo.

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

In the 4417th year of the 13th era of the Xuanhuang calendar, Emperor Jingdi changed the reign title to Yongzhi.

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

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

Qitian Mountain, top of the mountain.

Zhao Xing couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the news.

"Just like in the previous life, Princess Yingluo was also born at this time."

Logically, Zhao Xing would not take the birth of a princess to heart.

But Ji Yingluo is different. She seems to be very favored by Emperor Jing, as can be seen from the fact that she was named a princess at birth.

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

Princess Youruo was conferred the title of princess three years after her birth.

"Ji Yingluo also has a nickname, 'The 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 vitality tide during the Emperor Wu period, is also related to her becoming a core member of the Creation Dao Academy."

The main reason why Zhao Xing remembered her was because Ji Yingluo had done some perverted research in the Creation Taoist Academy.

She wanted to build an immortal army for Emperor Wu, so she captured many powerful men and exotic beasts for experiments, and joined forces with the perverted doctors in the Creation Taoist Academy, and finally created a parasite called "Ba Chong".

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

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

Because one of the materials she used to make the 'Ba Chong' was the 'Tian Hun Fruit' from the Shangluo Academy!
The insect wizards of the southern barbarians all called him an expert after seeing this.

"It's like learning from the barbarians to defeat them." Zhao Xing recalled his past life, when the Ba Chong was fighting the Corpse Puppet Sect, it was a killer weapon. Because the Corpse Puppet Sect liked to take away a perfect body.

"But later on, this research got out of control, and even the people themselves were sent, causing terrible harm."

Zhao Xing couldn't help but shake his head: "Why isn't there a normal princess in the royal family?"

…………

Starting from the first year of Yongzhi, Emperor Jing had children more frequently, but the births of princes were not announced, only princesses were announced to the world.

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

"Has any prince already started the inheritance training?"

Zhao Xing was thinking.

But he didn't think too much about it because he had already made all the necessary preparations.

"Emperor Wu will definitely spend his childhood at Princess Youruo's residence in the East China Sea."

"Now all I have to do is wait quietly." Zhao Xing said secretly.

Then he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

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

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

Vital energy was continuously 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 Realm.

In the 20th year of Yongzhi, the mountain was over 7,000 meters high, and Zhao Xing entered the late Tianyun period.

In the 9999th year of Yongzhi, the mountain reached meters high and could not go any higher, so he also reached the perfection of Tianyun Realm.

At this time, Zhao Xing fell into a bottleneck period. Everything on the mountain had become desolate, all things withered, and snowflakes were falling.

Zhao Xing sat on the top of the mountain, his entire body covered by rocks and snow, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

There is no shortcut to mountain cultivation, so he can only endure the hardship now.

In the 46th year of Yongzhi, Donghai, Bixian County.

Princess's Mansion, Tianma North Garden.

Zhao Xing's clone was standing by the Tianma Lake, staring at the Tianma in the lake in a daze.

Ever since Shanfa reached a bottleneck, his thinking seemed to become slow and his clone's activities became less frequent. The clone at home often stared 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 mind gradually came back to life and he looked back.

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

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

The young child bowed to Zhao Xing in a very formal manner.

"One of my relatives." Liu Wanliang held the child's hand and said, "He came to live in your house for a while."

"Oh." Zhao Xing ignored the little kid and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

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

"I just bowed to you, you should bow to me in return."

Zhao Xing was stunned, then he looked at the child a second time. His heart was shocked even though he was thousands of miles away.

"My fault." Zhao Xing straightened his clothes and bowed to the child. "My name is Zhao Xing. What's your name, little brother?"

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

His speed was quite fast and he 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 full name yet, but he does have a nickname called 'Zhi'er'."

"Oh." Zhao Xing nodded with a smile, "It does look a bit like a pig when it runs."

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