郃, this is an extremely terrifying monster in the world.
As soon as Wuzi was born, it would cause changes in the heaven and earth, and the earth would be thousands of miles away.
Such existences can be said to be legendary evil beings, and every appearance of one will cause huge disasters.
Zhang Jian originally wanted to see the excitement of Yang Shen.
The yin god has transformed into a yang god, and he can already appear during the day, so there is no need to worry about being unable to withstand the vicious sun fire and various customs in the void.
But he glanced at Qi Yuhua, who was a little tired next to him, and his heart moved, so he simply stopped joining in the fun.
Sometimes a little less curiosity can save a lot of unnecessary trouble!
However, Zhang Jian's huge spiritual consciousness could clearly sense the wisps of divine light speeding past high in the sky. It was a cultivator who came to join in the fun.
…
In Haojing City, in the imperial city, the Yin Eclipse real person Chao Mu also appeared in the sky as if his buttocks were on fire.
The corpse evil rising into the sky accompanied by the red light in the sky was like a 'shit stirring stick' violently stirring up the relatively peaceful spiritual airport between heaven and earth.
The ferocious, fiery corpse aura was like a boulder falling onto the calm water, causing countless ripples!
In the consciousness of Chao Mu Yuan Shen, there is no way to hide.
His eyes darkened.
Like Zhang Jian, the thought of '郃' flashed through his mind instantly.
That is a kind of monster beyond the flying corpse.
Among the zombie clan, it is an existence that stands at the top of the food chain. It is a strange existence on the same level as Feitian Yaksha, Blood Corpse King, and Corpse God.
"Looks like I'm in trouble again!"
There was a hint of gloom in Chao Mu's eyes.
The appearance of a monster of the same level as Hanba is naturally not something ordinary Taoists from Qin Tiantai can deal with. It is best to be dealt with by them, the real people of Zhenguo.
Several other Zhenguo real people have important positions, and only he can move around.
At this time, Chao Mu was very suspicious that some sects were causing trouble for him, or it was simply a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!
But even if it was a conspiracy, he had to hold his nose and admit it.
…
Deep within the dragon's veins
Yuan Geng was sitting cross-legged in the praying bureau. He saw Chao Mu coming in from the outside. Seeing this, he felt helpless. He guessed Chao Mu's intention and waved his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Chao, you can see now that I am very busy!"
Chao Mu sighed.
"Brother Yuan Dao, I am also very busy, but the safety of Haojing City can only be entrusted to you!"
Hearing this, Taoist Yuan Geng also knew that he would not be able to stand it any longer this time, so he had to say:
"Brother Chaodao, I will never see you again next time!"
Chao Mu didn't take it seriously and said calmly:
"As for the one deep in the dragon's veins, don't disturb him unless necessary. We will make sure that he can successfully become a treasure!"
After a slight pause, he added: "Otherwise, I would have offended people in vain!"
Taoist Yuan Geng sneered when he heard this: "It's okay for you. At least you can still run around. I haven't been out for hundreds of years!"
Hearing this, Chao Mu shook his head and said.
"Who asked you to steal the treasures of the Zhengdao Sect? You asked for it!"
Hearing this, Taoist Yuan Geng raised his brows and wanted to refute, but when it came to the words on his lips, he couldn't say them out.
There was also some helplessness in his eyes.
You can't blame him for some things.
Taoist Yuan Geng finally became impatient and waved his hand.
"Okay, you go in, don't be nagging here!"
Hearing this, Chao Mu glanced at Yuan Geng and stepped into the dragon's veins.
Half an hour later, the terrifying evil energy escaping from the depths of the dragon's veins was gradually dissipated, and the wisps of red light were extinguished.
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In Haojing City, Prince Zheng's Mansion, a graceful figure looked in the direction of Dongling with wonderful eyes. He saw an inexplicable and evil force gradually shrinking in the depths of the void, and there was a trace of ripples in the depths of his eyes.
"What kind of things are the Daqian royal family refining?"
The golden saint's eyes were deep in thought.
Her eyes flickered, and the information collected by the Jinniang Cult over the years flashed through her mind. Many clues emerged, but she was still unable to grasp that glimmer of light.
After a moment, she suppressed her thoughts.
As a cultivator, she has plenty of time and patience to wait, and she is getting closer to the truth!
She frowned and kept checking and filling in the gaps. Ever since Zhao Cheng was exposed half a year ago, she had decisively stopped trying to tamper with many beautiful girls.
The three evil seeds in his hand fell on the other three alternative hosts.
She was indeed a little regretful that she couldn't penetrate the palace, but she didn't care.
The other three alternative hosts are also extremely superior. If controlled, they can also produce miraculous effects in the future.
At this moment, she glanced at the pavilion corridor and saw a girl dressed as a messenger hurried over and bowed slightly.
"Princess, the king is calling you!"
"I know it!"
She nodded lightly, wearing luxurious palace attire, turned around and returned to the palace.
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In Haojing City, with the arrival of the first snow of winter, the entire Haojing City was filled with a heavy layer of moisture.
However, the surroundings of Haojing City were in full swing.
There was a long queue in front of Danong Temple, and many people were looking forward to it.
In addition, there are many people "fully armed" shoveling snow.
The fundamental reason why they are queuing up here is that Danong Temple is holding an event today where they shovel snow and give away free vegetable and fruit seeds.
The random gift of various vegetable seeds naturally made the people in Haojing very enthusiastic.
"We have them all! Don't rush, everyone. Those who cause trouble or receive duplicates will have their distributed seeds taken back!"
In the distance, at the entrance of Danong Temple, someone was shouting.
That was the yamen servant of the Danong Temple yamen.
More than a dozen government officials were responsible for maintaining order, but it was obvious that the manpower was still insufficient. Zhang Fu, who was beside Zhang Jian, and a few servants also participated.
Qian Pan, the chief minister of Danong Temple, was standing next to Zhang Jian, and on the right was Zhou Song, a commissioned official with a respectful look.
The commissioned official is the warehouse manager.
Although Zhou Song was beaten by Zhang Jian, he was respectful at this time.
Qian Pan, the prime minister of Danong Temple, saw this scene in front of his eyes, but he was secretly alert in his heart.
Seeing more and more people coming forward, Qian Pan couldn't help but ask.
"Da Nong Ling, since you want to distribute these experimental seeds, why don't you send them out directly? Wouldn't it be faster?!"
Zhang Jian saw his expression in his eyes and said casually.
"Free things are always more despicable. If these seeds are given to these people for free, they may still be suspicious and even refuse to set aside part of their precious land for planting!"
After a slight pause, he said calmly.
"Now these seeds are obtained with their own morning's labor. Naturally, they cherish them very much, and they will not have any doubts. When they find out that these seeds are useful, they will slowly eliminate those with low yields and those that are not cold and disease resistant in the coming year. Seeds, this way our Danong Temple can save a lot of publicity efforts, and it will be more convenient if we continue to develop new seeds in the future!"
Hearing this, Qian Pan's face was filled with admiration.
"I see!"
"But the official didn't think carefully enough. Da Nong Ling not only cares about the people of the world, but he is also so skillful in doing things, which is admirable!"
Zhang Jian glanced at the official.
Qian Pan and others are old and mature, how could they not know the tricks?
This old man was asking deliberately, and then took this opportunity to flatter him, and then create "show off" capital for his superior officer.
But to be honest, most people would not reject this kind of routine.
Zhang Jian was too lazy to argue with Qian Pan, and all his attention was focused on the people at the door.
This time, after the snow in Haojing City, he distributed many seeds he researched.
There should be results by the time spring comes.
He didn't improve seeds entirely out of selfish desires.
In Zhang Jian's view, he would not begrudge what he could do if he could change the fate of some poor people with just a casual move despite his long life.
These vegetable seeds are the first batch. Most of these vegetable seeds are optimized to be cold-resistant, drought-resistant, or insect-resistant.
The next step is to find ways to directly help them increase production.
It has even penetrated into other varieties of fruits and vegetables, as well as cereals and grains that are the staple food of the people.
Zhang Jian felt that this was his virtue and meritorious service.
Perhaps such a move would not be recognized by mainstream scholars, but it was enough that he felt it was right.
Of course, maybe people will still remember him a hundred years from now, but even if they can't, it doesn't matter.
At this time, beside Danong Temple, many scholars heard the news and came to help, including some students who usually listened to Zhang Jian's lectures.
The students in these colleges are full of energy and are not afraid of the cold.
Seeing this, Zhang Jian, after distributing the seeds, called many students into the official office of Danong Temple to warm themselves by the fire to dispel the cold.
At this time, the official office was full of vegetables of all kinds. Although many of the students were from noble backgrounds and did not live in the world, some of them clearly found that the vegetables in the official office were obviously more expensive than the vegetables sold by the villagers. Bigger.
One of the scholars in cloth shirt saw this scene and couldn't help asking.
"Teacher, are these fruits and vegetables sent as tribute from various places?"
This is a scholar named Kou, whose name is Kou Huaisheng. He is also a scholar from a poor family. Although he comes from a poor family, his talent is very outstanding, and his articles are also colorful. He is now studying at Xitan Academy in Haojing City. , among the students, he is also an outstanding existence.
Another scholar in a blue shirt saw this, took a look, and also laughed.
"I think it was sent from Guanzhuang or Huangzhuang in the suburbs of Beijing. It seems to be in good quality. It is much better than the woks and radishes purchased by our old servant. The teacher is the minister of Danong Temple after all. These vegetables, melons and fruits, There is really no shortage!”
The silk and satin on his body is made of the most expensive northern silk brocade. The workmanship is exquisite, and one look at it shows that he is of extraordinary origin.
In fact, he came from a prominent family, and his father was one of the nine ministers of the dynasty.
He is Wang Xiao, and his father is Dai Tingwei Wang Wan!
Hearing that Zhang Jian didn't speak, Zhang Fu said quickly next to him.
"Kou Langjun, Wang Langjun, you two have guessed wrong. These vegetables and fruits were planted by our Lord this autumn. Not only are these seasonal vegetables, but there are also various crops from other small countries. , all you gentlemen are blessed today!"
Hearing this, a dozen scholars were a little surprised.
At this time, Zhou Song also walked in and smiled when he heard the words.
"You gentlemen may not know that these are crop seeds that our Nong Ling personally improved. You gentlemen are also blessed. Apart from some of these vegetables that our Nong Ling sent to the palace, most of them are in the palace. Here!"
Wang Xiao's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"Then let's give it a try today!"
Next to him, a tall and handsome young man was slightly thoughtful and couldn't help but ask.
"Teacher, could it be that what we just distributed are these improved vegetable seeds!"
Zhang Jian stood aside, he just smiled and said nothing.
After listening to the words of several bachelors, he waved slightly, and Zhou Song followed him into the back hall.
Many students were somewhat moved.
Although Zhang Jian did not take the opportunity to show his merit, they could all imagine the impact this move would have on the common people.
These improved crops are significantly larger and plumper, which is a real benefit.
The tall boy couldn't help but sigh.
"Teacher, you are merciful. This move has saved the lives of many people!"
He was Song Yingzhen, the concubine of the Marquis of Dingyuan. His status was not high, but he was equally talented in literature.
The expressions of many young scholars obviously changed.
After a while, they saw that Zhou Song and several young men from the Zhang family had fetched several large pots from the backyard. At this time, the large pots were filled with several large pots of broth, and there was a strong aroma all over the inside. fragrance.
“It smells so good!”
Smelling the strong aroma at this time, everyone couldn't help but gather around. As a few boys opened the lid of the pot, they saw a strong meat aroma filling the air, but the soup was filled with red waves.
Just smelling it slightly, there seemed to be a spicy smell rushing into the nasal cavity, which surprised everyone and made some salivating at the same time.
Song Yingzhen looked at this scene with some surprise in his eyes.
He had another strange encounter during this period, which could be regarded as stepping into the door of practice. He smelled the energy of fire-attributed spiritual beings from within.
Zhang Jian smiled and said: "This is hot pot, a new type of dish. The weather is cold. It is more suitable to eat hot pot to keep away the cold at this time, especially this mutton!"
Zhang Jian was not polite at that moment. He then took a pair of bamboo baskets, put some vegetables into the big pot, boiled them for a few times, and then put them into his mouth.
Zhang Jian's eyes were slightly filled with memories at this time.
This already has the taste of 70% to 80% of what he remembered.
"Very good!"
Zhang Jian did not find chili peppers, but he found a similar substitute in the spiritual world. It can also produce a spicy taste, and it contains some of the magical power of fire-attribute herbs, which is extremely warming.
The other scholars were not polite when they saw this, and quickly gathered around several large pots. Wang Xiao was the most generous, and his eyes suddenly lit up after taking a small taste.
This spicy smell was quite to his liking.
But Song Yingzhen knew what he was buying. After realizing that the several fiery red herbs in the pot seemed to be elixirs, he simply scooped them into the bowl and refined them into his body regardless of their spicy taste.
Kou Huaisheng next to him saw this and quickly took one, but soon his face turned red and he shook his head: "Ying Zhen, you have such a strong taste!"
His blushing look caught the eyes of the other scholars, who immediately made everyone laugh.
Zhang Jian also smiled a little.
His eyes fell on these students, and he looked somewhat relieved. These dozen students could be said to be the backbone of his future 'Zhang School'.
Although not all of them are gifted, if they are cultivated well, they will surely become seeds in the future and take root in Daqian Shilin.
His eyes mainly fell on Kou Huaisheng, Wang Xiao, and Song Yingzhen.
Two of these three are talented and have the potential to gain a foothold in the imperial court in the future.
Another one, Zhang Jian, is more important, and he has the destiny of the stars.
And it is a very special star destiny.
