There are many peculiarities in the creation of all things.
For example, there are countless purple pulp trees in the Zhenyu Realm alone, at least hundreds of millions.
However, there are so many purple pulp trees, but you can't find any two leaves that are exactly the same.
Similarly, there are millions of monks in the Xu Kingdom alone, and if you include the past thousand years, there are even tens of millions.
But for such a huge number, the spiritual roots of no two monks would be completely the same.
Even if they all have the same attribute of heavenly spirit roots, the remaining one percent will be completely different.
However, there is one exception, and that is the Five Elements Spirit Body.
Since the total length of the five spiritual roots of the Five Elements Spiritual Body is almost one foot, not only are they exactly the same length, they are also two inches long.
what does that mean?
This means that the monk's body not only has the balance of the five elements, but also has a powerful ability to transform the five elements.
What does that mean?
For example, if Liu Rou absorbs a hundred strands of water spiritual energy. In her body, these water auras can be converted into auras of any attribute, including fire auras, gold auras, and auras without attributes, without any hindrance.
She can practice all the techniques of the Five Elements.
This ability is extremely unbelievable.
However, it's of no use.
In ancient times, it was said that each spiritual root of the five elements spirit body was more than one foot, which is equivalent to a single top-quality spiritual root for each attribute. The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, endlessly developing, and possessing various mysteries.
However, nowadays, any spiritual root of the Five Elements Spirit Body is only two inches, which is really too short! The efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy is really too low!
If you practice normally, you will never even think about building a foundation in your life!
What use can a Qi cultivator, no matter how powerful he is, be of any use? Can you beat Zifu?
Yang Zhen sighed slightly, feeling a little pity for Liu Rou.
After reading the letter beads, he took them off, held them in his hands, and rubbed them gently, as if he was holding the girl's catkins.
I haven’t seen the little girl for half a month, um, and the pretty maid Caiyun.
I miss them so much!
After finishing Tiezhu's affairs tomorrow, let's go back to Yunya Town!
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Early the next morning, just after Chen hour, the sound of "dong dong dong" drums suddenly sounded outside the county hall.
This is the sound of the Denwen drum. Its function is the same as that of the ordinary government office, which is used to make people complain.
Of course, most of the cases handled by the county office are disputes related to monks. Mortals, if you can enter the market, swing the two-hundred-pound drumstick, and finally beat the big drum made of iron rhinoceros skin, then it is not impossible to come here and cry out for grievances.
Yang Zhen put on a white shirt that represented the identity of the museum owner, and Shi Shiran came to the main hall of the county museum and sat down at the top.
The county hall handles complaints in the main hall where the owner has a high seat, with six rooms of stewards on both sides, which is somewhat similar to the ordinary world.
After a while, the Liang brothers and sisters, Cheng Yu, Lu Yilong, Hei Tuyue and Lu Sheng all rushed over.
Some people wanted to complain, but when they saw Yang Zhen sitting upright, they didn't dare to say anything.
"In charge, please bring in the drummers," Yang Zhen ordered.
Cheng Yu stood up and obeyed the order, and after a while, a girl was brought in.
It's Caisi.
There were more than a dozen monks following behind, crowding around outside the hall, but they came over to watch the fun.
Since there are only a few hundred monks in a county, and they are not allowed to complain without sufficient reasons. Therefore, throughout the year, the county museum does not encounter such lively scenes a few times.
Monks also have seven emotions and six desires. It is human nature to eat a melon and watch the excitement.
"Who are you and why are you beating the drum?" Yang Zhen asked seriously.
Cai Si had already received the instructions yesterday, and now she didn’t have any stage fright at all, and said openly:
"My little girl, Yan Caisi, is the proprietress of Caiyunjian Store in Fang City. Today she sued Liang Xingling, the manager of the office, for instigating the detention of my husband, Tian Tiezhu, without reason."
"Oh?" Yang Zhen pretended to be curious, and while asking Liang Xingling to explain why he was detained, someone went to bring Tiezhu over.
Liang Xingling looked very unhappy, but under Yang Zhen's pressure, she had to explain. Her explanation was exactly the same as what Caisi reported yesterday.
"Do you think this token is fake?" Yang Zhen pretended to play with the two tokens for a while and handed them to Steward Liang. At this time, Tiezhu had already been brought onto the stage. He received instructions from Yang Zhen through a message transmission and pretended not to recognize the other party.
"This," Liang Xingsong considered his words: "I haven't found out whether it is true or false for the time being, but the resumes of these two people are incomplete, so my subordinates have made this guess."
"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not," Yang Zhen said: "If you think it is fake, send the token's message to the Sect Affairs Hall and ask, what's the point of detaining the person?"
"Yes, yes." Liang Xingsong responded repeatedly.
"I'll give you three days, and you can ask the Affairs Hall for details. Let them go first, and temporarily restrict them from leaving the market for the next few days. If it turns out that the token is correct, you, and Steward Xiaoliang, will ask this person You two apologize."
"Yes, sir." The Liang brothers and sisters responded in unison, not daring to disobey in the slightest.
Yang Zhen's handling of this was also the result of deep thinking last night.
Although the Liang family's actions made him very angry, but under their power, they found high-sounding reasons. He didn't have enough reasons to touch the other party, so it was better to downplay the matter and understand the matter.
The matter was settled in a few sentences, and the audience let out a disappointed sigh. Caisi and Tiezhu thanked Yang Zhen and left together.
The six stewards also stood up one after another, but Yang Zhen called them back:
"Both Manager Liang and Manager Cheng, please stay here for a while."
Then he ordered Liang Xingsong: "Go and get Jiang Cheng's information."
Because the disciples stationed in the hometown often choose from casual practitioners, their information is also managed by the Xuanwei Office.
Liang Xingsong hugged his fists and left. Yang Zhen glanced at the remaining two people casually, and suddenly noticed that Liang Xingling's face was slightly pale, and she couldn't help but feel moved.
"Yesterday I went to Bailing Village and took a look at the place where Jiang Cheng died," he explained, while asking Cheng Yu: "Why did Jiang Zhuxiang appear there? Has the reason been found out? His death was finally counted as a cause of death. Public or private?"
"The reason is unclear, but it is normal for the disciples stationed in the hometown to wander around in the hometown." Cheng Yu answered while guessing the reason why Yang Zhen returned to the city last night. Could it be because of Jiang Cheng's death?
"When he was killed, the search for the children with spiritual roots was over, and it was not seen that he had any other official duties. Therefore, it can only be regarded as a personal matter."
"Well, is there any pension, and how much is it?" Yang Zhen asked Liang Xingling this question.
"Ah?" Liang Xingling was a little nervous: "Yes, yes, for personal reasons, I should be given twenty spirit stones based on one year's salary."
"Have you given it?"
"not yet."
"Why?" Yang Zhen raised her voice slightly.
"This..." Liang Xingling hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
At this time, Liang Xingsong happened to return. Seeing this, he intervened: "To inform the museum owner, the pension needs to be signed and approved by the museum owner. Some time ago, the museum owner had not yet taken office, so there was no time to process it."
"I've been here for more than ten days," Yang Zhen said with a straight face, "The procedures will be prepared later and handed over to me for signature."
"Yes." Liang Xingling responded softly.
While talking, Yang Zhen had already taken the information from Liang Xingsong, placed it on the table and looked through it.
The first page is a portrait of Jiang Cheng from ten years ago. The man in the portrait has good facial features, a majestic air, and a talented person.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was an easy-to-get-together person.
Yang Zhen looked at the portrait without blinking and remained silent.
The three people in the hall were so angry that they didn't dare to breathe. They didn't know what the hall owner was thinking.
Yang Zhen looked at the text introduction below, which included Jiang Cheng's birth date.
"Jiang Cheng was born in the year Jiachen," he calculated silently: "By this year, he will be thirty years old in real life and around twenty-nine in real life. Twenty-nine years old..."
Suddenly, he turned his gaze to Liang Xingling and asked suddenly: "Liang Xingling! In what year did you go to Junguan Academy?"
"Yi, Yimao year."
"Are you and Jiang Cheng classmates?"
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