As the third emperor of Great Xia assumed power, news of his accession to the throne immediately spread from the capital to all directions.
Everyone in the world is amazed that the empress is in power. No one since will not know this, but it must be unprecedented.
In Nanyu Mansion, the cold wind blows.
Compared with the heavy snow in the north, it is more severe cold here, and the only way to keep warm is to burn a coal stove to warm up.
The New Year is approaching, and both monks and ordinary people return to their hometowns to spend time with their families and relatives.
Of course, monks also have families. After all, there are only a few monks who are very old and alone.
Most of them are still young sect disciples.
The sect is also considered humane. During the New Year, sect disciples can go down the mountain to visit their parents and family.
In a pavilion of the Tianwu Guild branch, the aroma of medicine overflowed.
"Yes, that's it. Control the heat."
A slovenly old man opened his eyes slightly and said in a leisurely tone: "Xiantian True Fire is the Dao fire condensed in the body of the foundation-building monks. It can be used to refine elixirs and weapons. You must not underestimate it. It is rumored that Xiantian True Fire is practiced To the extreme, it can be used as a magic to ward off enemies. It is even recorded in classical books that an immortal can burn all living beings in the world with a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire."
"Of course, don't be impatient now. It's extremely difficult to refine the elixir well."
Zhao Huai closed his eyes, sweating on his forehead, making seals with his fingers, focusing his mental energy on the alchemy furnace with orange fire beating in front of him, and the mana in his body surged from time to time.
"Puff puff!"
The heat is boiling, and the lid of the alchemy furnace is turned up and closed again, making a loud sound, like boiling water surging.
You can already smell the strong fragrance.
Soon, Zhao Huai withdrew his strength, and the movement of the alchemy furnace quickly stopped.
He opened his eyes, ready to take a look at the finished product.
When I opened the stove lid, red mist rose and blew all over my face.
Several bright brown pills lay quietly in the stove.
The sloppy old man took a look and commented: "Not bad, it contains seven pills, so it's considered to be excellent."
"After only a few days of learning, I was able to condense the top-grade Qi Gathering Pill."
"Tsk tsk, your comprehension and memory are a bit amazing. It took me three months to study this thick stack of alchemy sutra summaries, but you read it in three days, and you even memorized it backwards. Do you fully understand it?”
When Zhao Huai received the praise, he just smiled slightly. He was not proud, but humbled and said: "It's all my seniors who taught me well. The title of Gu Daozi is indeed well-deserved."
Or the effect brought by the [Tianxin Wisdom Eye] destiny is too real. It took him half a day to read the so-called summary of the Alchemy Sutra.
If it weren't for other things, I wouldn't have to wait three days.
Gu Daozi stroked his white beard depressedly, not believing Zhao Huai's lies, and sighed:
"Hey, you have practiced swordsmanship well, but you have to compete with me for a job. Why bother? Doesn't the sect behind you give you elixirs?"
"Actually, this junior is not a disciple of the sect."
Zhao Huai didn't intend to hide it, so he just said it.
"Aren't you a disciple of Lingshan?"
Gu Daozi said in surprise.
"Yes, this junior is your own gateway to immortality, just like a casual cultivator."
After getting along with Gu Daozi for many days, the relationship was relatively harmonious, and the two of them would have a cooperative relationship in the future, so Zhao Huai directly told the truth.
"It is quite difficult for a casual cultivator to achieve the level of cultivation he has now. Take it, this is the Foundation Building Pill you want."
Gu Daozi said and handed a porcelain bottle to Zhao Huai.
"Thank you, senior."
Zhao Huai was not polite and immediately took the porcelain vase.
A sixth-grade alchemist can completely refine Foundation Establishment Pills. Most of Da Yan's subordinates are stuck in Qi training, and the ones who are poor are Qi Gathering Pills and Foundation Establishment Pills.
Within a year, he would be able to cultivate a large number of foundation-building monks.
This sounds like the foundation building realm has become very simple.
In fact, this is not the case. How can a normal person afford a Qi Gathering Pill? A low-grade Qi Gathering Pill on the market costs a thousand taels of silver, let alone the hard-to-find Foundation Establishment Pill.
After all, there are only a few people like Zhao Huai who can get to know a sixth-grade alchemist.
In the final analysis, it is still the Medicine King Order.
Zhao Huai also didn’t know Yan Jing’s identity in Medicine King Pill Valley.
What is certain is that he still has hidden clumsiness.
The two of them had agreed to meet again on the immortal road, but they didn't know when they would meet again.
After bidding farewell to Gu Daozi, Zhao Huai quickly returned to Yantang Manor.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Zhishu, dressed in a Confucian shirt, hurried over as if there was something urgent.
"Your Highness, the latest news!"
"The new emperor of Daxia ascends the throne."
Song Zhishu was very polite and bowed with his hands in hand.
Zhao Huai nodded and said, "You acted quickly. Have you found out who it is?"
"Your Highness, you are the princess of Daxia who was famous back then."
"Is she an empress?"
Zhao Huai looked a little surprised.
Sure enough, Yin Nanyu's words came true. Anyone who can become an empress is not an easy person, and she is definitely not an ordinary person.
Is it really like the rumor that a man slaughtered the female Rakshasa?
If this is true, this may be a disaster for Daxia, and this empress may be a tyrant.
Song Zhishu said: "Yes, with her here, the territory of Daxia has basically stabilized, while the Northern Wolf Empire is entrenched in the north and has not moved."
Zhao Huai pondered for a moment and said: "Continue to inquire about Daxia's internal information. The more detailed the better. It is best to find out what kind of person this Empress of Daxia is. I will leave these matters to you. I may have to do it recently. I have started to retreat, and I won’t show up for a long time.”
"This is given to soldiers and ministers who have made contributions, and will be distributed according to demand."
Zhao Huai took out a few bottles of elixirs from Xuanjie and handed them to the other party.
"Understood."
Song Zhishu nodded solemnly and took the porcelain vase with both hands.
With His Highness the Prince's cultivation talent, this retreat will definitely lead to the Golden Core Realm.
This is definitely a great thing for Dayan.
"Then my subordinate will take his leave first."
Zhao Huai saw him leaving and looked at the plum blossoms blooming slowly in the yard.
Seeing things and thinking about people, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Everyone in Dayan regards him as the Lord of Dayan, and they treat him respectfully. The New Year is coming soon, and I don't even have a close friend here.
Is this what it feels like to be cold at high places?
The road is long and long, and the road to immortality is destined to be lonely.
Borrow the ancestral artifact Wheel World Mirror to flow eight times the time.
He needs to break through to the Golden Core Realm as soon as possible.
Thousands of miles away, Wuji Immortal Sect.
The ethereal Lingshan Mountain was also covered with white snow.
Only humming thunder could be heard from the sky from time to time.
An old man in plain robes, with unfathomable energy, looked at the snowy top of the mountain rock and coughed from time to time.
"Headmaster, you don't have much time."
The white-robed elder sitting next to him sighed.
After all, the elder of the Wuji Immortal Sect has at least reached the Nascent Soul realm, but he looks very worried.
Headmaster Wuji waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and said with a faint smile:
"Don't be too pessimistic. I have lived for thousands of years. I have seen all the scenery I should see, and there is nothing worth lingering on."
"Don't worry too much about human affairs at the moment. The red dragon has turned into a phoenix. The national destiny of Daxia has stabilized. I will calculate it later and there is no big problem. The two of them have the same fate but different roots. They are both rare people in the world. They have a sense of proportion. .”
"The master is so contaminated with karma, I'm afraid there will be thunder disasters in the future"
The white-robed elder knew that the headmaster's cultivation had already broken through the transformation of gods, and had reached the latest level, but he had been suppressing it.
Above the transformation of gods, there is the practice of refining the void.
Above refining the void, there is the Mahayana.
But refining the void is just a transitional stage, and the monks will not stay there for too long.
Refining the void is a realm that requires overcoming tribulations.
Thunder Tribulation, Heart Tribulation, Dao Tribulation
The more a monk fears a calamity, the more calamity will come.
This calamity does not just refer to a thunder that will disappear after it strikes, but a period of time, a period of overcoming the calamity.
If you can survive it, you will be powerful. If you cannot survive it, you will disappear and die. Thousands of years of hard work will be ruined in one day.
And after the breakthrough is the Mahayana realm.
Mahayana is also known as the semi-immortal, which can be reborn, condense the immortal bones, and breathe out the immortal energy.
You can ascend directly.
You can also say it after you have passed through the immortal tribulation, but only after you have experienced the immortal tribulation can you say that you have attained the immortal way and become an immortal.
After the Immortal Tribulation, you will be the real immortal.
But since the path to immortality was cut off eight hundred years ago, no one has ascended.
The Mahayana realm is already a semi-immortal. If one does not ascend for a long time and remains in the earth realm without the nourishment of immortal energy, the vitality in the body will decline and the realm will regress.
Therefore, in the hundreds of years after the immortal road was cut off, many great powers died.
At the same time, the spiritual energy gradually became thinner, and the monks became worse with each generation.
So much so that even the mighty ones in the God Transformation Realm dare not break through.
Because this is simply a state of death.
Monks have to bear the risk of breakthrough. At the same time, even if they break through to the Great Vehicle of Refining the Void, their lifespan will not be improved, but the risk will be greater.
After the monks broke through and became gods, they all made a tacit agreement to stop practicing and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests to avoid encountering thunder disasters and being entangled in karma.
Since the immortal road was cut off, no one can break this law except Yanzu.
As a result, everyone in the world of immortality felt that the immortals of Yanzu descended to earth instead of ascending.
Right now, Master Wuji is facing this dilemma.
His cultivation has been accumulated for too long, and he has already broken through to become a god early, but he has not transcended the tribulation. He has only used secret techniques to suppress it and maintain a delicate balance.
There were too many causes and effects a while ago, and now this balance can no longer be maintained.
The secret still locked onto him.
"Headmaster, without you, the people of the Demon Sect are afraid of another commotion."
"The disciples who traveled to Beizhou haven't come back either. I'm afraid something bad will happen."
The white-robed elder expressed his worries.
The world of cultivating immortals is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface.
The current peace is maintained by the Immortal Sect, or in other words, it was maintained by Yanzu's suppression five hundred years ago.
Now that Yanzu has been away for too long, some things still cannot be suppressed.
The leader's strength is the strongest among the many ancestors of the immortal sect.
Only he can take charge of Lingshan.
Headmaster Wuji said: "The Demon Lord was seriously injured by Yanzu. He will not come out for at least a hundred years. Let the sect's genius grow up as soon as possible. This is the real way to deal with the Demon Sect."
"Elder Hai has been sitting alone in the False South Sea for five hundred years, fishing for spiritual objects, and making every effort. If I am no longer here, let him take my place."
Summer capital.
Above the imperial court, hundreds of civil and military officials were on the left and right, which was different from the decadent style of the young ruler's reign.
Many young ministers were full of energy and looked at the empress on the dragon throne with hope in their eyes.
Of course, there are also ministers with hidden malicious intentions who feel that it is inappropriate for a woman to be the emperor, but they cannot speak out because of this person's prestige.
"I have made up my mind about the restoration of the old ministers and the restructuring of the army. If we don't make drastic reforms, we will have no choice but to wait for destruction."
"Your Majesty, the policy of civil administration and national policy was formulated by the late emperor. If we change it day by day, wouldn't we damage our prestige?"
"Yes, besides, if an old minister retires from office, how can he go to court again?"
Several old ministers below came out and loudly exhorted.
Yu Qinghan glanced at them lightly with his phoenix eyes and said:
"Bei Lang has already hit the head. Do you want me to hold another imperial examination? Let the old ministers fill the vacant positions."
"Since ancient times, all kings who have been appointed to the throne and resurgence rule the world together with virtuous gentlemen."
"Sage, I would rather grow up. What's wrong with old age? As long as you can use it, it's only the talent that can be used. I will use it."
"On the other hand, you are creating difficulties in every possible way, turning a blind eye to my orders, and refuting them back and forth. Are you really serving the country and the people, or do you have selfish motives?"
When asked by Yu Qinghan, several veterans suddenly choked up and could not speak.
Naturally, they don't want their status to be shaken.
Especially the founding ministers led by Fan Yan.
Seeing the newly ascended empress making such overbearing and decisive decisions.
Many young officials looked sideways with admiration in their eyes.
A good "sage would rather grow up" and "a wise man should be promoted only by his talents".
In their view, Yu Qinghan combined all the advantages of the previous two emperors, with both martial arts and cultural governance. He was an emperor worthy of assistance.
This is undoubtedly good news for these young scholars.
Sudden.
Yu Qinghan covered his mouth with his beautiful hand and frowned.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
A minister expressed concern.
Yu Qinghan's expression soon returned to normal, he shook his head and said calmly:
"It's nothing, I just rested a little late last night."
"Your Majesty, pay attention to the dragon body."
Yu Qinghan glanced at the ministers and said calmly: "The heavy snow indicates a good year, and the coming spring will definitely be a good harvest year. The impact of the severe drought should also be over. After the New Year, the government will issue an order for farm tools, cattle, and seeds to be distributed to the lower levels. Arrange the people well and ensure a good harvest next year."
"As you command!"
Many officials nodded after hearing this, feeling that it made sense.
"Next, if there's nothing else to do, let's retreat from the court."
"yes!"
All the ministers kowtowed.
After leaving the court, all the officials dispersed one after another.
The scene just now caught the eye of an official with sinister eyes, remembered it in his heart, and then walked towards the Changning Palace.
After going to court, Yu Qinghan took off his fierce red imperial robe, put on ordinary people's clothes, and put on a veil.
A man went to a doctor's shop in the capital to seek consultation.
The doctor is an old man over sixty years old and seems to be experienced.
He checked Yu Qinghan's pulse, quickly made a judgment, and said with a smile: "Madam, you are pregnant."
Yu Qinghan's eyes were filled with joy at first, and then he smiled helplessly. His eyes were inexplicably tangled, and he bit his lip and asked:
"Approximately how long."
"Two months." The doctor said, holding out his finger.
"It stands to reason that within two months, nausea and vomiting should start to appear. Do you have any symptoms, madam?"
"some."
"That's not wrong. Next, the abdomen will swell, which is normal. Madam, you can prepare your Majesty to raise the fetus. I can prescribe a few anti-fetal medicines here to relieve the symptoms."
"etc."
Yu Qinghan interrupted the doctor's writing with a wolf-hair brush.
The doctor stopped, stared at her, and frowned: "Is it possible that Madam doesn't want to have a baby? Or she said she doesn't want this child."
He has seen many similar examples.
They were all women from good families who were deceived by land gangsters, and then secretly came to him to have an abortion without telling their families.
Hearing this, Yu Qinghan gritted his teeth and hesitated.
The reason why she came to the people was because she didn't want the imperial doctor in the palace to know about this.
If the minister found out, how could she lose face?
The best way is, of course, to use medication to abort the baby.
But this is the husband's flesh and blood, perhaps the only flesh and blood.
She is alone, her brother and father have left, and her husband is also missing.
In other words, now only this child can depend on her.
The air was quiet for a long time.
Yu Qinghan was thinking quietly, and the doctor was also waiting for her answer.
Finally, I struggled for a long time.
She raised her eyes, looked at the doctor, took a deep breath and said:
"Excuse me, doctor, please prescribe some anti-fetal medicine."
ps: Do you want a son or a daughter?
