Raising a Mountain for Eighty-Two Years, the Young Wu Emperor (End of Volume)
"Please take the seat, Holy Son!!!" Meng Kun roared at the top of his lungs, his voice almost cracking.
"Please, Holy Son, take your seat!!!"
The crowd behind him bowed in unison.
Zhao Xing, who was about to disembark, was startled.
So you're just not going to install it at all?
In the past, when people talked about things like "the Holy Son," it was mostly a joke.
But Meng Kun just brought people out to shout it out today!
Why is this happening?
The reason still lies in that imperial edict.
Emperor Jing ordered the Kunyuan Academy to hold Return Holy Ceremony. The arrangements for Shennong Hoe and Zhao Xing were clearly stated. "Xing will be in charge of Shennong Hoe, appointed as the envoy of Spirit Mountain, and annotate the classics of the sages."
This means that Zhao Xing will at least be able to grasp the power of Shennong Hoe, and he will be assigned to the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land under the jurisdiction of the Kunyuan Academy as a Third Grade Spirit Mountain Envoy, so that he can devote himself to studying the classics of the Agricultural Official.
Since Emperor Jing has said so, what is Meng Kun still pretending for?
They directly summoned the Holy Son.
"Am I going to go down or not?" Zhao Xing was a little stunned and looked at Li Boqian next to him.
Is it inappropriate to shout like that in public?
This isn't the feudal ancient times anymore, what is Old Meng doing?
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Li Boqian rolled his eyes. "They're calling you, not me."
If it were someone with weaker cultivation who was just bringing things back, they wouldn't receive such extraordinary treatment.
But who is Zhao Xing? He wrote "On the Great Circuit Treatise the Three Yin, Three Yang, and Six Qi" and "Collected Commentaries on the Two Classics".
And The Object Law Treatise.
Repairing "Kunpeng Transformation", "The Ruler of the Horizon", "The Ten Thousand Laws Straw Puppet", and "The Vast Sea Earth Palace".
He is well-versed in both law and reason, and his understanding is profound.
Now that they can wield the Shennong Hoe, its significance is naturally different.
This is because someone was lucky enough to find Shennong Hoe.
It is a legacy! It is the will of the divine spirit! It is a symbol of the future prosperity of the Kunyuan Academy!
While Zhao Xing was still in a daze, the thunderous cheers of welcome erupted once again:
"Please, Your Majesty, take your seat!"
There's nothing we can do about it; we've already called three times.
If we don't go now, it would be like we're putting on airs.
Helpless, Zhao Xing had no choice but to hold the Shennong Hoe in his hand and step by step, he stepped from the imperial ceremonial boat onto the cloud path and onto the carriage prepared by the Kunyuan Academy.
The chariot is a treasured Houtu War Chariot.
It is five meters long and ten meters wide, with a divine stone seat in the center and the "Earth Emperor Cauldron" behind it. This is another treasure-level artifact.
Such specifications were only used once, when Xuan Yuan Qingtian nurtured the fifteenth most Spirit Mountain in the world, Sky Supporting Mountain.
Now, Zhao Xing sat down.
The Fire Phoenix roared, and the Heavenly Dragon murmured, pulling the chariot forward.
The cloud path layered and shifted to the left and right above the main road where Zhao Xing was located, and began to flow.
"Knock knock knock knock!"
After the frame was set up, the Cloud Gate Drum began to be played, and the musicians danced on both sides.
It doesn't block Zhao Xing's view directly in front of him; if he wants to admire it, he can see it out of the corner of his eye at any time.
The officials from the imperial court who came to see him off found it all quite novel.
After all, you might not see this kind of scene even once in your lifetime.
The grand welcoming procession started in Dongshi County, circled Daoyuan Continent for three whole months, and finally returned to the Kunyuan Academy.
The entire Daoyuan Continent now knows about the peerless treasure, the Agricultural Official treasure, and one of the divine artifacts of the land, the "Kunyuan Divine Hoe," and has returned to the Kunyuan Academy.
The one who brought it home was Zhao Xing, a third-rank official Spirit Mountain Third Grade Envoy and Divine Might Marquis!
Back inside the academy, the matter was not yet over.
There are even more people here!
Xuan Yuan Qingtian personally led the deans, vice deans, Classics Scholar, and basically all the academic leaders who could come from the five academies to stand in front of the Kunyuan Palace and wait.
Although it is called a divine artifact of the state, it also belongs to the Shennong God! It is of extraordinary significance, so Agricultural Official experts from the Shangluo Academy and Mystic Heaven Academy also came.
Such as Ling Tianchen, the leader of the Transformation Faction; Zhang Tianxing, Classics Scholar; Hu Yang, the vice president.
Heng Yuan and Geng Shouchang of Profound Thunder Institute.
Sima Yunhai and Lu Chunhua of Cloud Central Institute.
There are also Wang Tianzhi, Wang Xuanyi, and others.
Looking around, the concentration of powerful Agricultural Official is practically at its maximum.
"If we were to set off a Starfire to blow this place up right now, the Great Zhou would probably collapse in less than a hundred years," Zhao Xing thought recklessly.
Wouldn't it collapse? If this place is blown up, high-ranking Agricultural Official will almost certainly be wiped out.
Even high-level martial artists wouldn't eat low-level food. Without high-level Agricultural Official cultivating crops to maintain the stability of the world, the overall strength of other high-level professions would decline significantly within a century.
"Tianning, when you took on your disciples, did you ever imagine this day would come?" Princess Youruo asked with a smile on a royal ship in the viewing area.
"Hahahaha, even in my wildest dreams, I, Liu Tianning, wouldn't dare to dream of such a thing." Liu Tianning stood with his hands behind his back, laughing heartily, a rare occurrence for him.
Princess Youruo leaned against Liu Tianning's chest, Ji Ziyun behind her immediately closed the door and left.
She went to another room to watch, and behind her was a group of artists who were recording the scenes.
"Senior Brother is truly a chosen one!"
"I really didn't expect this." Geng Shouchang and Heng Yuan watched from a distance. "When we first discovered him in Azure Sea Grotto Heaven, we just thought he had some talent. We never expected that he would become such a big figure in the blink of an eye."
Heng Yuan nodded. "When we went to recruit him, he was only at the Fifth Grade rank. Only twenty-seven years have passed."
"Not only did we achieve such a feat, we even recovered the Shennong Hoe."
"It's fortunate that Sima Yunhai didn't stop it, otherwise he would be a sinner."
Sima Yunhai, standing nearby, straightened his beard and retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting! We judge by actions, not intentions. If we're talking about instruction, Heng Yuan hasn't done a single thing, while I at least taught him the Cloud Gate Method!"
"Haha, I misspoke, Brother Cloudsea, please don't take offense." Heng Yuan cheerfully.
Sima Yunhai was furious because Pang Yuanzhen had betrayed his master and wanted to take revenge on Liu Tianning, but he not only failed, but later he ended up helping Zhao Xing.
Fate is truly a wonderful thing.
"Senior Brother, did you hear that just now?" Hu Yang looked at Zhang Tianxing beside him. "It sounded like people from the Kunyuan Academy were calling for the Holy Son?"
"I heard that, isn't this ridiculous?" Zhang Tianxing scratched his head. "This is a public occasion, Kunyuan Academy is really shameless!"
"Who says otherwise?" Hu Yang said, shrugging. "They even dispatched Xuan Yuan Qingtian's personal vehicle."
Even the holy sons of ancient times should not ride on the Earth Emperor Cauldron and the Houtu War Chariot.
"How shameless!" Zhang Tianxing sourly. "Zhao Xing wrote the Great Circuit Treatise at the Mystic Heaven Academy branch."
"No noise." Ling Tianchen glanced at the two of them.
Hu Yang and Zhang Tianxing immediately shut up and switched to telepathic communication.
Ling Tianchen didn't bother with the two of them and just stared at Zhao Xing's figure.
He could sense that Zhao Xing was undergoing some kind of transformation.
Ling Tianchen had cultivated Hou Bianfa's "Kiss Transformation"Transformation of Seasons Art to an extremely profound level, and he could sense that Zhao Xing was undergoing astonishing changes.
"Could it be that his Transformation of Seasons Art were elevated in the Dragon Court?" Ling Tianchen pondered. "It seems I'll have to call him back to the Ten Thousand Transformations Grotto Heaven afterward."
However, that's impossible for now; it's the moment of glory for the Kun Yuan Underground Palace.
Anyone who tries to make Zhao Xing leave will have to face his wrath!
"Luo, you've never experienced such grandeur before, have you?" Heaven Derivation King asked with a smile.
"I've never experienced it." Luo King shook his head. "His Majesty is practically asking the six-valent Grand Dancer Master Ji Mengjun to perform for him."
Ji Mengjun did not come, but she was also an observer, and she sent her disciple, a Five-Talent Dancer Master, to join the ceremonial Dancer Master team.
However, such a style is something that can only be envied. To obtain a symbolic and peerless artifact, it's not enough to just have the strength.
"Please, Envoy of Spirit Mountain, come forward!"
Upon arriving at the Kunyuan Academy, Meng Kun finally restrained himself and stopped referring to himself as the Holy Son.
If he can't be called the Holy Son, then he has to be called the most prestigious and powerful Zhao Xing, and he has to hold a position related to the Kunyuan Academy.
Zhao Xing originally held the position of Director of Studies, but this was no higher than that of the Envoy of Spirit Mountain.
Zhao Xing got up and climbed down the cloud ladder.
"Swish swish swish swish~"
Countless eyes were fixed on Zhao Xing, each gaze filled with intense emotion. Most of them were from the First Rank, since the First Rank was the closest to him.
All eyes are on us!
Most people would probably be too weak to walk.
But Zhao Xing walked steadily with each step. Holding the Kunyuan Divine Hoe, he looked straight ahead and walked step by step to stand in front of Xuan Yuan Qingtian.
"Zhao Xing, Envoy of Spirit Mountain, greets the Dean!" Zhao Xing only bowed slightly, because he was still holding the Shennong Hoe.
Xuan Yuan Qingtian lived up to his name, being extremely tall, standing at 2.23 meters. His face was resolute, showing no signs of aging. He wore a bright yellow Kunyuan Art and Earth Spirit Hat, with a hairpin piercing through the hat.
He asked loudly, "Zhao Xing, Envoy of Spirit Mountain, what is that in your hand?"
Zhao Xing replied, "The divine weapon of the community, the Kunyuan Divine Hoe!"
"What wonderful uses does it have that make it a divine artifact?"
Zhao Xing said loudly:
"Move the spiritual veins of the eight wastelands and fill the waters of the Four Seas!"
"Move the highest peaks of the heavens, and explore the very source of the earth!"
"The law can communicate with the divine and its wondrous uses are boundless!"
Xuan Yuan Qingtian shook his sleeves, bowed deeply, and said, "Xuan Yuan Qingtian, on behalf of the entire Kunyuan Academy, respectfully welcomes the return of the divine artifact!"
"Welcome back to your rightful place, divine artifact!"
The dense crowd immediately bowed to the divine artifact.
All the Agricultural Official, regardless of whether they were from the Kunyuan Academy, were Agricultural Official to tears at this moment.
Zhao Xing raised the Kunyuan Divine Hoe high, and the endless brilliance of the divine weapon shone on him, making him look like a god of the land.
After three weeks, there are still procedures to follow.
Xuan Yuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing, wielding the Kunyuan Divine Hoe, will move a Spirit Mountain on site to demonstrate the power of the divine weapon.
The number one and number two mountains in the world, [Spirit Mountain] and [Green Mountain], are neither suitable for demonstration.
The chosen mountain is Sky Supporting Mountain Spirit Mountain, ranked fifteenth among all sacred mountains in the world.
This is also the Spirit Mountain nurtured by Xuan Yuan Qingtian, the culmination of his life's achievements.
Sky Supporting Mountain is thousands of feet high, its peaks are precipitous, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.
After a series of elaborate ceremonies, Xuan Yuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing flew together towards Sky Supporting Mountain.
Countless Earth Mirror broadcast the event live.
An old man and a young boy wielded Shennong Hoe together, and swung it down.
The mountain trembled, and the next moment, Golden Light flashed.
The vast Spirit Mountain vanished without a trace, leaving only a basin!
"Hoo~"
The crowd erupted in thunderous cheers.
"The power of this divine artifact is terrifying!"
"The sacred artifact of the shrine! This is the legendary sacred artifact of the shrine!"
"Move the highest peaks of the heavens, and explore the very source of the earth!"
"To have witnessed the power of this divine weapon in this lifetime, I can die without regret!"
"Holy crap! Such a huge mountain, just vanished like that?"
"Brother, can you be a little more polite? It makes us Martial Man sound like all we can say is 'fuck'."
"What insightful opinion do you have, brother?"
"Well—oh well, this artifact is awesome!"
In the sky, Zhao Xing felt the Kunyuan Divine Hoe become incredibly heavy, and his hand sank downwards.
It was only thanks to Xuan Yuan Qingtian's timely intervention that he didn't fall down with the divine artifact.
At that moment, a miniature mountain peak shimmered on the blade of the hoe.
How weighty is Mount Spirit Mountain, so imposing!
Even if the artifact is incredibly powerful, Zhao Xing alone could never lift it.
Fortunately, Xuan Yuan Qingtian shared most of the pressure, so Zhao Xing did not let go.
Xuan Yuan Qingtian smiled slightly at Zhao Xing, indicating that he could rest assured. Then, together with Zhao Xing, they raised the divine hoe and proclaimed to the four directions. "The Kunyuan Divine Hoe is True God!"
"Congratulations to the Great Zhou!"
"Congratulations to the Great Zhou!" the crowd shouted.
"Congratulations to the Agricultural Official!"
"Congratulations to the Agricultural Official!" the shouts echoed once more.
"Congratulations to Divine Might Marquis!"
"Congratulations to Divine Might Marquis!"
After three calls, Xuan Yuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing restored Spirit Mountain to its original position.
The two then flew down and took the Kunyuan Divine Hoe to the square outside the Community God Hall for worship.
It mainly praises its achievements and legends, and tells its history.
The Kunyuan Divine Hoe has not appeared in the world for 300,000 years!
The history compiled by the Great Zhou Dynasty covers only about 500,000 years.
The legendary artifact has descended into reality and returned to the hands of the Kunyuan Academy. No amount of publicity is too much.
They worshipped it for a full month before finally enshrining it in the Community God Hall.
Next, it will be open to tourists and visitors from all over the world for three years before being sealed off and no longer open to the public.
It will then be handed over to Zhao Xing for research. Of course, Zhao Xing cannot simply take it with him.
Unless there are major projects or wars, the Kunyuan Divine Hoe will basically not be used anymore.
Want to take the Kunyuan Divine Hoe out of the realm? That's even more impossible!
Unless Zhao Xing becomes the dean and becomes invincible.
The grand ceremony began in July of the 20th year of the Great Governance Era and lasted until the beginning of spring in the 21st year of the Great Governance Era.
That was the end of it.
"Phew, finally I can take a break." Zhao Xing let out a long sigh of relief.
The grand ceremony lasted for more than half a year, and the entire Kunyuan Academy was immersed in a huge celebration.
Many people come to see the artifact every day, and many people also come to see Zhao Xing.
At first, I felt a little secretly pleased, but after a while, I couldn't stand it anymore.
Being treated like a national treasure all the time, who could stand that?
Meng Kun, in particular, looked like he wanted to rush over and hug and kiss her.
He would come over every day to glance at Zhao Xing, and even brought guests with him.
He was just saying polite, formal things.
But to Zhao Xing, it sounded as if he were saying:
Look, this is our Kunyuan Academy's national treasure, named Zhao Xing. I dug it up, isn't it amazing?
The initial enthusiasm had finally subsided somewhat.
Zhao Xing thought he could take a rest.
Instead of the actual person, ghosts came to visit.
In the middle of the night, Meng Kun brought a ghost to knock on the door!
The Earth Official Bureau of the Yin Realm, including numerous gods of Earthly Advantage Faction Shennong, all appeared to him, wanting to see him.
They've completely baffled Old Master Zhao!
After the Shennong God left, Zhao Xing hurriedly grabbed Meng Kun's sleeve. "Dean, please don't bring them here."
Meng Kun said with some regret, "Okay, actually there are still some, but—never mind, we'll talk about them next time."
Zhao Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zhao Xing, to be honest, I haven't properly thanked you yet."
"Please accept my great courtesy."
Meng Kun dusted off his sleeves and was about to perform a grand salute.
"Oh, no, no, no, how can you do that?"
Zhao Xing was speechless. You really want to kneel down?
Seeing that Zhao Xing was stopping him, Meng Kun had no choice but to change the large gift to a smaller one.
"You have no idea how much trouble it was for me to bring back this divine artifact!"
"You know what? If I hadn't come soon, Qin Shanyue's foul mouth would have cost me my position as dean!"
Upon hearing the name, Zhao Xing pondered for a moment, "The vice dean of the Mystic Earth Institute?"
"Who else could it be but him?" Meng Kun said discontentedly. "This guy has been vying with me for the position for years."
Whenever they get the chance, they want to publicly criticize me.
"But now he has nothing to say. Everyone who sees me praises my insightful opinion as that of the dean."
Zhao Xing couldn't help but laugh and say, "The Dean's insight is indeed brilliant."
Old Meng's vision is truly remarkable. Back then, Mystic Heaven Academy initially only planned to offer him the position of a Teaching Dharma Master.
Meng Kun and his group were really generous; they immediately appointed him as a scholar of classics, and later made him the Director of Studies of the Earth Treasury Institute.
Meng Kun also gave him his resources to use, and while he was causing trouble at the Mystic Heaven Academy, Kunyuan Academy remained quiet.
He still went to the Spirit Mountain Area to study the Earth Palace and observe the Earth Vein as usual.
"The Earthly Advantage Faction is definitely closer to me. Back in the Ten Yang Grotto-Heaven, I also obtained a lot of resources from the Earthly Advantage Institute." Zhao Xing thought to himself with emotion.
"What are you thinking about?" Meng Kun asked.
"Since the dean wants to find talented people, I have a few candidates I can recommend."
"Oh? Tell me about it." Meng Kun asked curiously.
"The Pingyuan Decree of Tongming Prefecture is named Chen Shijie. He is experienced and has a high aptitude for Earthly Advantage Method."
"He spent more than 20 years in Tongming Prefecture and restored the Earthly Advantage Institute of the terrain during the turmoil 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 take a look another day."
"Since the Dean is going to Pinghai Province for an inspection, why not take the opportunity to visit a few Military Sima Nong— "
After talking with Meng Kun all night, Zhao Xing decided to set off for the main campus of the Mystic Heaven Academy.
He is now Third Grade Spirit Mountain, the Lingshan Envoy, Emperor Jing intends for him to go to the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land to choose a sacred Spirit Mountain for cultivation.
Zhao Xing has not yet studied the Spiritual Mountain Law.
Mountains nurture people, and people nurture mountains. Once one begins the cultivation and recuperation of the Heavenly Luck Realm, it is not easy for the true self to run away.
However, the Transformation of Seasons Art could only be performed by the deity himself, so he had to explain the things he needed to say before entering the blessed land.
In short, the Kun Yuan Hoe will not be in his hands for another three years, so there is no rush to cultivate it.
Daoyuan Continent, Qianqing County.
In April of the twenty-first year of the Great Governance Era, Zhao Xing arrived in Qianqing County.
The Ten Thousand Transformations Grotto Heaven Transformation Faction has been passed down.
"Greetings, Dean."
"Zhao Xing." Ling Tianchen's eyes gleamed. "You seem to have undergone a significant change. Did you gain something in the Dragon Court and master the ' Kiss Transformation ' technique?"
Zhao Xing previously cultivated the "Fire Transformation" technique, and if he has achieved any success, he should have reached the level of the "Kiss Transformation" technique.
However, Zhao Xing's next words greatly surprised Ling Tianchen.
"Dean, when I inherited the Dragon Emperor Codex in the Dragon Court, I comprehended a new Transformation of Seasons Art."
"Oh? What kind of change?" Ling Tianchen asked curiously.
"I'll name it the Ancestral Dragon Transformation!"
The words "Ancestral Dragon Transformation" immediately sent a jolt through Ling Tianchen's heart.
"Let me see."
"Yes."
Zhao Xing transformed himself, and golden clouds surged beneath his feet.
A dragon's shadow soared upwards, and as it did so, the mist rapidly expanded, and the dragon's body grew larger and larger.
"!"
As a Dragon's Cry was uttered, the golden clouds dispersed, and a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, appeared in the sky.
"Ugh~"
Ling Tianchen instantly transformed into a kiss, which also expanded rapidly.
He swam around Zhao Xing like a fish, his eyes filled with shock.
"The Ancestral Dragon Transformation, how many stages have you cultivated it to?" Ling Tianchen asked.
"Within the Dragon Court, I can reach the Nine Turns, but outside, I can only reach the Eighth-Turn Rank," Zhao Xing said. "This is because the rules of heaven and earth in the Dragon Court Ancient Land are suitable for performing this technique."
"To comprehend it is to Eighth-Turn? In the Dragon Court, it might even be at the Nine Turns level?"
"Yes."
Ling Tianchen couldn't help but say, "This method will lead directly to the ultimate goal. If you successfully perfect it, it will Transformation of Seasons Art!"
"Can you develop the Progenitor Dragon's innate secret technique?"
"Yes, but only two types have been developed."
Which two?
"The first is the Ancestral Dragon Chant, which is performed using the body of the Progenitor Dragon. It is a great sound that is silent, and it is a way to enter the Dao through sound. By mastering the rules of sound, it can break through the rules of the Dao field," Zhao Xing explained.
He used this very innate skill to drag the Fu Ming Furnace out of the inferno.
"The second innate secret technique is called the Progenitor Dragon's Power."
"Even in dangerous places where I cannot use any rules or principles, without relying on any of the Five Elements' true meaning, I can easily lift three heavy objects like the ' Ten Thousand Layer Mountain ' using only my strength."
Upon hearing this, Ling Tianchen's eyes practically lit up.
Can you move three Ten Thousand Layer Mountain by sheer force?
It should be noted that the "Ten Thousand Layer Mountain" of the Earthly Advantage Faction is a Ninth Order heavy weapon. Why is it classified this way? It is because, like warships and the Sea Stabilizing Divine Needle, it is a Ninth Order Divine Soldier made with extremely large materials.
The materials used to forge the Ten Thousand Layer Mountain can be used to create 100,000 top -Ninth Order individual weapons.
That's not all; Ten Thousand Layer Mountain also needs to refine seven Earth Vein of level seven or higher.
Therefore, when transporting the Ten Thousand Layer Mountain, they had to use the "Earth Piercing Divine Boat).
That's not a weapon used by a single soldier.
Ling Tianchen can easily move three Ten Thousand Layer Mountain by using the "Kiss Transformation" technique.
However, his magical abilities are stronger than Zhao Xing's!
Zhao Xing, at the Eighth-Turn, could move three Ten Thousand Layer Mountain with his own strength—it's terrifying!
"Come on, hit me!"
Ling Tianchen said excitedly.
"Yes."
Without hesitation, Zhao Xing flicked his dragon tail and lashed out at Kiss.
"Boom!"
The kiss that Ling Tianchen had transformed into was instantly blasted away to a distance of ten thousand meters.
It took Ling Tianchen three breaths to regain his balance.
That last attack was a contest of pure strength.
Ling Tianchen's Kiss Transformation had reached the ultimate level, but in terms of power, he still lost to Zhao Xing.
"Indeed excellent. If it can reach the ultimate level, it can be called the strongest Ultimate Law!" Ling Tianchen was sent flying, but he was actually very excited.
The top-tier, Eighth-Turn Ancestral Dragon Transformation can blast away Ultimate Law transformation of himself—how terrifying is that!
"A few more times!"
Ling Tianchen began his battle with Zhao Xing in the air.
Half an hour later.
The two stopped, still wanting more.
"Dean, I intend to leave this method in the Transformation Institute," Zhao Xing said. "Please help me perfect this method, Dean."
"You really can't stay in the Ten Thousand Transformations Grotto Heaven?"
"His Majesty appointed me as the Envoy of Spirit Mountain, so my true form can only reside in the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land," Zhao Xing said. "However, Dean, rest assured, I will send a batch of True Dragon Blood over every ten years."
He took out a box containing the blood extracted after he transformed into the Progenitor Dragon.
"No need for such a frequent frequency of ten years," Ling Tianchen pondered. "There aren't many people in the Transformation Institute who can practice this technique right now, so you can just send it once every twenty years."
"Okay." Zhao Xing nodded.
The original body left the main hospital in June, leaving behind two clones.
One body remained at the Transformation Institute, while the other fulfilled the duties of Classics Scholar, and also studied other top-level Time Law.
After leaving Qianqing County, Zhao Xing created multiple clones that flew to different states.
The deity arrived at the Shangluo Academy in July.
In August, Liu Tianning's main body began a secret retreat, while his clone continued to handle daily affairs.
In September, Zhao Xing returned to Kunyuan County and began practicing the Spiritual Mountain Law in preparation for taking office.
His teacher was Xuan Yuan Qingtian.
At this moment, the two were sitting together with their backs against a pine tree atop the most famous Spirit Mountain in the world.
Ahead lay a Cloudsea, and as far as the eye could see, no higher peaks appeared.
"It embodies the beauty and spirit of heaven and earth, and the splendor and elegance of mountains and rivers."
"The place where the workings of heaven and earth are most manifested is Spirit Mountain."
"The mountains nurture people, and people nurture the mountains in turn."
"The interaction between humans and nature is one of mutual achievement."
"I go to perceive the workings of heaven and earth, and the workings of heaven and earth also influence my own."
"This is what is commonly referred to as destiny being one's own destiny."
Xuan Yuan Qingtian said leisurely, "Regardless of the type of Spiritual Mountain Law, in the initial stage, it is people who nurture the mountain. Chen'an, do you understand?"
Zhao Xing nodded and said, "If you think of the mountain as a kind of plant, it's easier to understand. When the Spirit Mountain matures, it can bear the beautiful fruit of the Spirit Mountain."
"As the mountain rises by a few feet, so too does a person's fortune."
Xuan Yuan Qingtian laughed and said, "Not bad, you truly deserve to be called a genius who can annotate scriptures. You can always explain complex things in a simple and easy-to-understand way."
Zhao Xing asked, "Dean, how many times has this 'First Spirit Mountain Under Heaven ' been claimed?"
The first mountain is called Spirit Mountain. Zhao Xing asked how many peerless experts Spirit Mountain has nurtured.
Xuan Yuan Qingtian pondered, "He can be called an unparalleled expert; he must have great fortune."
"Since the beginning of recorded history, Spirit Mountain has only experienced eighty-five major harvests of fruit."
Eighty-five times? Considering a history of 500,000 years, that would be once every few thousand years.
This is the time it takes for the mature Spirit Mountain to bear fruit, and it is quite long.
Moreover, such large mountains are always shared by many people.
It would be better to choose a small mountain to raise them yourself.
If it's always a case of predecessors planting trees so that successors can enjoy the shade, then the Spirit Mountain of the world will gradually disappear, which doesn't align with the philosophy of the Spirit Mountain Sect.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xing asked, "I've heard that there's a Sacred Mountain in the Southern Barbarians that connects heaven and earth. I wonder how many great calamities have passed there?"
Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuan Qingtian sighed and said, "It is said that it has been over a thousand times."
Zhao Xing was slightly taken aback; the difference was quite significant.
Xuan Yuan Qingtian asked, "Do you know why I was named Qingtian?"
"The student does not know."
"It's a kind of hope. My father was also Earthly Advantage Faction Shennong. He wanted to cultivate the First Mountain Under Heaven, surpassing the mountain of the Southern Barbarians."
Zhao Xing suddenly realized that the Great Zhou's claim of "the First Mountain Under Heaven" actually excluded the Southern Barbarian Holy Mountain.
No wonder they were so enthusiastic about attacking the Southern Barbarians Earthly Advantage Faction; it turns out the real First Mountain Under Heaven isn't in the Great Zhou.
The Agricultural Official of the Spirit Mountain Sect, through his entire life, probably dreamed of digging back that Sacred Mountain from the Southern Barbarians.
It's fine if we don't dig, we can just occupy the Southern Barbarians.
"The Spiritual Mountain Law has no Ultimate Law. There are rumors that the ultimate path to Spirit Mountain can only be found on that Sacred Mountain in the Southern Barbarians Lands," Xuan Yuan Qingtian said with great hope. "If you ever get there, remember to verify its authenticity for me."
"Yes, the students believe that day will come soon," Zhao Xing said firmly.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the twenty-fourth year of the Great Governance Era.
At this time, the Kunyuan Divine Hoe was no longer on public display and returned to Zhao Xing's hands.
He also stayed on Spirit Mountain, following Xuan Yuan Qingtian, and cultivated the Spiritual Mountain Law for three years.
Although the Spiritual Mountain Law has no ultimate end, there are dozens of top-level methods.
The technique that Xuan Yuan Qingtian taught Zhao Xing was the "Sky-Supporting Spirit Mountain Art".
According to him, this method was conceived by his great-grandfather as the foundation of the lower and middle stages, verified by his grandfather, created by his father as the advanced stage, and finally perfected by him Xuan Yuan Qingtian.
The "Sky-Supporting Spirit Mountain Art" was developed by four generations of researchers over three thousand years.
It took two generations and sixteen hundred years just to verify and conceive the basic concepts.
After another twelve hundred years, it was finally perfected in the generation of Xuan Yuan Qingtian.
He created the ultimate and perfect Mountain Art at the age of four hundred, which is why Xuan Yuan Qingtian was able to become the dean and be rewarded by Emperor Jing with the Earth Emperor Cauldron and the Houtu War Chariot.
Because the Spirit Mountain nurtured by Xuan Yuan Qingtian is ranked fifteenth among all the sacred Spirit Mountain in the world.
That's really impressive. How many famous mountains have been passed down through generations? To nurture a Spirit Mountain that has surpassed them all...
Surpassing so many predecessors, what an achievement!
"The first three levels of the Sky-Supporting Spirit Mountain Art can be mastered by using the Magic Array."
"The shortest expected timeframe is fifty years, but the longest is unpredictable."
"The Sky-Supporting Spirit Mountain Art Technique has no upper limit on the number of layers; it can grow indefinitely."
"However, in reality, Xuan Yuan Qingtian only reached the eighteenth level. After that, no matter how he nurtured it, he could not make Sky Supporting Mountain grow any longer."
"Cultivating one's luck is not just a matter of personal fortune. Using the Spiritual Mountain Law to consolidate one's Heavenly Luck Realm is far more advanced than martial arts fighting and killing."
"It seems I'll be going to have a long period of seclusion."
Zhao Xing stood on the Earth Piercing Divine Boat, his thoughts drifting. Behind him was a team of guards, and they were on their way to the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land.
There are twenty-nine small Spirit Mountain in the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land, none of which are more than 100 meters high. However, the mountains have been specially modified. They are surrounded by water and have Magic Array that gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
As long as a Heavenly Luck Realm comes to nurture the mountain, the Magic Array will be activated, and once activated, a large amount of resources will be invested.
Therefore, once Zhao Xing's true form reaches the Heavenly Luck Realm and he comes here to serve as an official, he cannot leave easily, otherwise it would not only waste a "young mountain" but also a large amount of resources.
"Lord Gu, I'll choose this one, number twenty-nine, Youshan." Zhao Xing selected one of them.
"Okay, what name should Chen'an give him?" Gu Changqing asked.
"I want this mountain to be as high as the sky, so I'll call it Heaven Equaling Mountain," Zhao Xing said.
"Mountains reaching the sky, what a wonderful meaning!" Gu Changqing praised.
In June of the twenty-fourth year of the Great Governance Era, Zhao Xing's true form began a long period of cultivation on Heaven Equaling Mountain.
As for the clones, each has its own mission.
In July of the twenty-fifth year of the Great Governance Era, Zhao Xing sent an avatar to Abundance Capital.
Emperor Jing promised him that he could choose three treasures from the imperial treasury. He hadn't made any choices before, but now that he had some free time, he naturally came to take a look.
The palace treasury is rich in treasures, all of which are the royal family's private collections.
After Zhao Xing entered, he carefully looked through the items but did not find the rare treasure "One Dream World".
In retrospect, Zhao Xing guessed that it was not in the royal treasury, but probably in the national treasury, or perhaps it was still being studied and deciphered.
As for the other treasures, Zhao Xing had little interest in them. Emperor Jing was stingy and had hidden away the most valuable treasures, while he looked down on the ordinary ones. So he just randomly picked two treasures to use as a favor.
Since he had come to Abundance Capital again, Zhao Xing went to visit Heavenly Yang True Lord once more.
Secondly, there was the Imperial Medical Academy.
"Li Fuhan, whom we saved in the Ten Yang Grotto-Heaven, Wang Zhongjing, whom we saved during the Liang King's rebellion, have both entered the Imperial Medical Academy."
"In the eighteenth year of the Jingxin Calendar, Li Fuhan was merely Eighth Grade Traveling Doctor, but now he is Fifth Grade imperial pharmacist."
"Wang Zhongjing was saved in the thirty-sixth year of the Jingxin Calendar. At that time, he was Seventh Grade, but now he is only Sixth Rank doctor from a poor family. He still has a lot to learn."
Zhao Xing flipped through the records.
The path to medical expertise is slow; every step forward in matters of life and death is extremely demanding.
Decades later, both of their promotions have been within the normal range.
Of course, this only refers to the progress of promotion. In terms of personal cultivation, both of them were exceptionally talented in the Imperial Medical Academy.
"Li Fuhan entered the Upper Academy of Sociology, while Wang Zhongjing remained at the Central Academy of Sociology."
"Their personalities are completely different."
Zhao Xing looked at the record.
Wang Zhongjing was a warm-hearted and gentle man who was skilled in the use of medicine.
Li Fuhan was aloof and not good at interacting with his classmates, but he was skilled in acupuncture.
"Let's make another round of investment."
Zhao Xing's plan needs to be adjusted, and the investment in these talents also needs to be appropriately increased.
He closed the book and called over a Director of Studies.
"Your humble servant Zhang She greets Divine Might Marquis."
"Zhang She, I've heard that the salaries of medical officers in the Imperial Medical Academy are very low; those in the lower rank only receive six taels of silver per month."
"60 taels for the middle-level commune, 600 taels for the upper-level commune, and that only covers two meals?"
"Yes," Zhang She nodded. "This was decided by the imperial court."
Zhao Xing wasn't trying to reform anything; what right did he have? He was just making an excuse.
"I wish to make a private donation to reward a number of outstanding physicians, in order to repay Your Majesty's kindness."
Zhang She listened quietly. Zhao Xing wasn't the first to make a donation; people had done this before.
Especially during the Great Governance Era era, the number of high-ranking officials and nobles who made donations suddenly increased, and no one knew why.
"You may draft a list, but these two must be on it. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Understood, thank you, Divine Might Marquis."
Yuanxue Province, Hundred Weapons Daoist Academy.
Above the underground magma lake, next to the nineteenth underground volcanic furnace.
"Clang clang clang!"
A series of hammer blows rang out as Yue Lingzhi, shirtless, swung his Mystic Iron at a piece of material that resembled a door panel.
His hand left afterimages as fire energy gathered around him. Sixteen bronze artifacts, like conduits, drew away the surrounding impurities, creating a separate forging space.
"Clang!"
With the final hammer blow, the material the size of a door panel was reduced to the size of a palm.
"Hiss~ Hiss~"
Yue Lingzhi, her face flushed, ran out of the space and into another light barrier, greedily inhaling the air.
He was drenched in sweat, and hunger overwhelmed him.
Just as he was about to wipe his sweat and eat something,
Suddenly, a hand carrying a box reached into the barrier.
"You're pushing yourself too hard! How can you fight Xuanhuo Essence like that? You always enter the Fire Essence Forging Realm; you're going to kill yourself!"
Yue Lingzhi looked up in surprise, then a look of joy appeared on her face. "Marquis? What brings you here?" Zhao Xing smiled and said, "I came to see you, but I didn't expect to find you almost killed yourself."
"Hehe, I'm preparing this for the [Fire God Forging. To be forged there, I need to persevere for a long enough time." Yue Lingzhi took the food but didn't rush to eat it.
"Eat first, we can talk while we eat." Zhao Xing pulled up a stool and sat down, smiling slightly. "You write to me every year to report on what you've learned, so I came here specifically to see how you're doing."
"Excellent, excellent!" Yue Lingzhi patted her chest and said, "With the Marquis's help, I am now Fourth Grade fire soldier!"
Zhao Xing smiled. Over the years, he had maintained contact with Yue Lingzhi, the earliest person he had sponsored, and had continued to provide her with financial assistance.
In short, it was just a small amount of money for him, but for Yue Lingzhi, it was a huge sum of money.
Zhao Xing also invested the most in Yue Lingzhi.
Unfortunately, his profession is quite expensive.
"What happened to these wounds on your body?" Zhao Xing's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed Yue Lingzhi's wrist.
There was a healed scar on it. "You've gotten into Blood Forging Art, kid? Do you intend to sacrifice yourself as a weapon spirit?"
"No, no, no, my Marquis, you've misunderstood." Yue Lingzhi quickly waved her hands. "This isn't the Blood Forging Art."
Rather, it is a step in the art of Fire Soldier Art, using blood to solidify the soul of the soldier.
Zhao Xing was taken aback. "Isn't this still the Blood Forging Art?"
Seeing that Yue Lingzhi was about to explain, he interrupted her, saying, "Don't even think about taking any Shortcut. Sacrificing your lifeblood will shorten your lifespan; there are only zero times or countless times."
Blood Forging Art is addictive; each time, only a tiny bit of lifespan is needed to achieve a great success in weapon forging.
What a temptation!
He was afraid that Yue Lingzhi would go astray, and if she died too soon, his investment would be wasted.
"Yes, My Marquis, I understand," Yue Lingzhi declared confidently. "I will never touch that kind of magic!"
Pinghai Province, Yulong County, Music Office.
"Zheng~"
A purple zither emitted the sound of swords clashing, and those who heard it felt as if they were on a battlefield filled with the clash of swords and the roar of horses.
Qin Qingqiu plucked the strings, and a group of sword cultivators appeared in the square, rushing towards the other side of the square.
"!"
There was also a musician playing there, but when he saw the flashing swords breaking through his sonic defenses, he panicked and his rhythm became disordered.
"Pfft~"
The musician who was also playing the zither was thrown into the air, and his zither was broken.
"Qin Qingqiu wins!" A master musician announced the results of the selection of the war music officer.
"You flatter me." Qin Qingqiu picked up the zither and bowed, then gracefully descended from the high platform square.
Just as she was about to leave, a voice stopped her.
"Qingqiu, wait a moment."
"Teacher." Qin Qingqiu stopped in her tracks.
"A great man has sent you a gift to celebrate your promotion to the Fifth Grade of War Musician."
"A big shot? I don't want that." Qin Qingqiu had some unpleasant thoughts and immediately shook her head.
"Didn't you even listen to who sent it?" Qin Qingqiu's teacher said. "His name is Zhao Xing, and he is a First-Class Divine Might Marquis."
"Zhao Xing?" Qin Qingqiu's face immediately lit up with excitement. "Teacher, where is he? Has he arrived?"
"No, there's only a gift and a letter. Do you want it?"
"Yes, I want it!"
Pinghai Province, Anping Prefecture, Fujun Hall.
A figure was speaking passionately:
"Our dynasty has existed for 2,700 years, and the number of Yin Spirit, both large and small, enfeoffed in Anping Prefecture exceeds one million!"
"The number of ancestral halls and branch temples established far exceeds hundreds of millions."
"Leaving aside the extravagance of the sacrificial rites, the land occupied by building the ancestral hall alone is an astonishing figure!"
"Your Excellency, I believe we should submit a memorial to the court and implement the policy of Destroying Sects and Abandoning Temples— "
"Wei Xuancheng, that's enough! I don't want to hear your nonsense!"
"Fujun——"
"Get out! You don't need to attend any council meetings for the next three months!"
"Hmph, you incompetent official! Why did you forbid me from participating in government meetings? I don't need this Hairpin Flower Cap anymore!"
After saying that, Wei Xuancheng took off his hat, threw it on the ground, and left the main hall of the prefectural government.
As soon as I came out, I encountered a figure that was both unfamiliar and familiar.
"Your brother Zhao?"
"Brother Wei." Zhao Xing took off his bamboo hat, revealing a slight smile.
"Why are you here?"
"I sensed that you seemed troubled, Brother Wei, so I came to ask you for a drink. I wonder if you have time?"
"Hahaha, yes, yes, yes!" Wei Xuancheng laughed loudly. "You've come at the perfect time! Come, let's go to my residence!"
Xier County, drill ground.
"Get your act together, all of you!" Liao Rulong roared. "The Southern Barbarians are still up to no good, constantly harassing our borders. Our Divine Might Army will be put to use one day."
"You are all officers! A cowardly soldier is just one coward, but a cowardly general makes a whole army cowardly!"
"If you don't sweat today, you'll bleed tomorrow! Train hard, train like crazy!"
"Drink!" came the enthusiastic shout in response.
Liao Rulong turned around with satisfaction, then stood there stunned.
"Commander Liao, what a magnificent sight!"
"My Marquis!"
As the sun rose and set, Zhao Xing had unknowingly cultivated on Heaven Equaling Mountain for thirty-five years.
Heaven Equaling Mountain, where he was located, also rose from a height of 100 meters to a height of 1,000 meters.
On this day, Zhao Xing suddenly opened his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the Cloudsea in front of him.
"It is now the fifty-ninth year of the Great Governance Era, and next year we will enter the Eternal Governance Era period."
"My Karma Soul senses something; a Karma Thread is about to break."
A scene flashed through Zhao Xing's mind: in a courtyard where spring was in full bloom, an old man Palm Cloud Movement, while a young man was examining the Three Feet Heavenly Thunder in his hand.
On the Vernal Equinox of the Great Governance Era, Zhao Xing's clone accompanied his family back to their ancestral home in Gucheng, Nanyang County, to visit relatives.
When Zhao Xing arrived at the Xue Residence, he was greeted by Xue Bai.
"This humble subject greets Your Marquis, and Lord Zong." Xue Bai was about to kneel down.
"No need for formalities." Zhao Xing waved his hand. "I heard that the Old Sima Nong is not in good health, so I came with Lord Zong to visit him. You don't need to be so formal."
"Yes, please come in. Grandpa Solar Yang in the courtyard." Xue Bai led Zhao Xing and Zong Shichang into the mansion.
As people get older, they seem to enjoy Solar Yang.
When Zhao Xing arrived, Xue Wenzhong was taking a nap on a recliner under the locust tree.
Zhao Xing glanced at him and saw that Xue Wenzhong was indeed very old; his hair was completely white, and his skin was full of wrinkles and spots.
The two did not disturb him, but quietly watched from the veranda, waiting for Xue Wenzhong to wake up naturally.
"In the fifteenth year of the Great Governance Era, the Old Sima Nong retired with honors as an Eighth Grade. After returning home, he spent his time tending to flowers and plants and taking care of the grandson of the emperor," Zong Shichang said in a low voice.
"He had always been in good health and spirits, but this year he hasn't been going out much, and he can't even cast spells anymore."
"How many times has the imperial court extended the lifespan of the Old Sima Nong?" Zhao Xing asked.
"Four times," Zong Shichang said. "However, the Old Sima Nong is only an Eighth Grade, so each time is not much."
"If you come back to visit every few years, you should know that the officialdom in Nanyang County is now stagnant."
"There's practically no chance of promotion."
"He's 190 years old this year, and he'll be gone in the next few days. I was going to let you know, but you just happened to come back—..."
Zhao Xing nodded. Without the National Dynasty Luck Cleansing, the limit for Eighth Grade is two hundred years. However, not everyone can reach this limit.
Xue Wenzhong was able to live to be 190 years old because Zhao Xing had given him many longevity treasures of the corresponding rank.
A normal Eighth Grade official is busy with official duties every day, which is mentally and physically exhausting. How could he possibly live to his theoretical age?
Emperor Jing's Jiazi Purge did not come without a price.
He dampened the enthusiasm of officials, making promotions difficult even when they were already difficult, and even more so during the Great Governance Era years.
"He's awake, let's go over there."
The two squatted down next to Xue Wenzhong.
"Old Xue, open your eyes and look, who has come to see you?" Zong Shichang called out in Xue Wenzhong's ear.
"Who is it?" Xue Wenzhong opened his eyes.
Zhao Xing grasped his hand. "Teacher."
Xue Wenzhong's smile spread like a tidal wave, "It's you, Chen'an, you're back again?"
"Yes." Zhao Xing grasped the Old Sima Nong's hand, channeling a wisp of vital energy into Xue Wenzhong's body. "Are you alright?"
Xue Wenzhong energetic, and his complexion became rosy. "I'm fine, I can still eat and sleep, I'm just a little lazy, hahaha."
"How are you doing out there?"
"I'm fine too," Zhao Xing said with a smile.
Xue Wenzhong grasped Zhao Xing's hand in return. "No need to waste your energy. I am healthy and have no illness or disaster. It's just that my time has come."
Zhao Xing nodded slightly. "Is there anything else you wish for?"
Xue Wenzhong nodded, then shook his head.
Zong Shichang grew impatient. "Old man, just tell us! It's been so many years, why are you still keeping us in suspense like you are when you're lecturing?"
"Yes, teacher, let's not keep you in suspense this time," Zhao Xing said with a smile.
Xue Wenzhong and said, "Very well, you lot have all grown quite capable, with no patience at all. Can't this old man even catch his breath?"
Zong Shichang was speechless. "I'm afraid you'll just pass out with that last breath."
Xue Wenzhong smiled and said, "Actually, you have already helped Xue Bai a lot. He himself is useless and has not made a name for himself over the years."
"I've already helped my grandson, why should I concern myself with the wealth and status of my great-grandson?"
"I'm already very content to have seen both of you before I go. My children and grandchildren will have their own lives to live, so let them be."
"I want to continue sleeping, please don't disturb me."
Xue Wenzhong drove the two away.
Zhao Xing and Zong Shichang left the courtyard with no other choice.
Although Xue Wenzhong didn't say anything, Zhao Xing still walked towards Xue Bai was waiting in the outer hall.
"What's his name?" Zhao Xing asked, looking at a young child next to Xue Bai.
Xue Bai immediately nudged the shoulder of a seven-year-old child in front of him.
"Xue Ren, nickname Rong'er, hurry up and kowtow to your uncle."
Well, Zhao Xing has now become a grandfather.
However, Xue Wenzhong was his teacher, Xue Bai was Xue Wenzhong's grandson, so it wasn't wrong for Xue Ren to call Zhao Xing" Uncle".
"Uncle." Xue Ren walked over earnestly, knelt down and kowtowed.
Zhao Xing lifted Xue Ren up with Rising Wind, then nodded to Xue Ren: "I will find him a teacher to be a Daoist novice at the Dao Academy. How much he can achieve depends on his own destiny."
"Thank you!" Xue Bai immediately knelt down.
A month later, on Grain Rain in the fifty-ninth year of the Great Governance Era, Xue Wenzhong passed away.
Sixty years into the Great Governance Era, two more old friends passed away.
Fan Zhaoli, who once served as the dean of the Earthly Advantage Institute in Ten Yang Grotto-Heaven, died peacefully in his old age.
The master of the Myriad Forms Underground Palace, Gong Tiansi, passed away. His Myriad Forms Underground Palace Art once enabled Zhao Xing to comprehend "Divine Swift Guard".
As some people grow old, others are born.
At the end of December in the sixtieth year of the Great Governance Era, Emperor Jing gave birth to a daughter, named Ji Yingluo.
Ji Yingluo was greatly favored by Emperor Jing, and it seemed that Emperor Jing's favor towards her even exceeded that towards Princess Youruo.
She was bestowed the title of Princess Yingluo immediately after her birth.
In the 13th year of the Profound Yellow Calendar, 4417th year, Emperor Jing changed the era name to Eternal Governance Era.
The birth of Princess Yingluo brought joy to many civil and military officials.
Because Emperor Jing's purge ended after her birth.
Heaven Equaling Mountain, at its summit.
Upon hearing this news, Zhao Xing couldn't help but open his eyes.
"Just like in her previous life, Princess Yingluo was born at this point in time."
The birth of a princess should not have been something Zhao Xing would have remembered.
But Ji Yingluo was different. She seemed to be favored by Emperor Jing, as evidenced by the fact that she was granted the title of princess at birth.
She was granted the title of princess earlier than Princess Youruo.
Princess Youruo was only granted the title of princess three years after her birth.
Ji Yingluo also has a nickname, "Thousand Year Princess".
"Because she lived for a full thousand years, even longer than Princess Youruo."
"The reason for this is not only the Vitality Tide during the reign of Wu Emperor, but also because she became a core member of the Creation Daoist Academy."
The reason Zhao Xing remembered her was mainly because Ji Yingluo had conducted some perverse research at the Creation Daoist Academy.
She wanted to create an immortal army for Wu Emperor, so she captured many powerful beings and strange beasts to experiment on. Together with the perverted doctors of the Creation Daoist Academy, she eventually created a parasite called "worm".
The insect is Soul Twin Parasite. After parasitizing a human body, even if the soul is destroyed, it can still drive the body of a strong person to fight.
Even if the physical body is gone, it can still parasitize the ghost, continue to control the battle, and even restore hope to the form of a ghost.
Because one of the materials she used to create the "insect" was the "Soul Heaven Fruit" from the Shangluo Academy!
Even the Insect Witch of the Southern Barbarians were impressed and called it an expert's work.
"It's a case of learning from the barbarians to subdue them." Zhao Xing recalled his memories from his previous life; the insects were a devastating weapon when fighting the Corpse Puppet Sect. This was because the Corpse Puppet Sect liked to take a perfect physical body with them.
"However, the research later got out of control, and even its own people were infected, causing horrific harm."
Zhao Xing couldn't help but shake his head. "How come there isn't a single normal princess in the royal family?"
Starting from the first year of the Eternal Governance Era, Emperor Jing began to have children more frequently, but the princes were not announced; only the princesses were announced to the world.
"If I remember correctly, Di Yi had a total of seventeen descendants, but I don't know where they ended up."
"Has any prince already begun his inheritance training?"
Zhao Xing pondered.
However, he didn't think too much about it, because he had already done all the necessary preparations.
"Wu Emperor will definitely spend his childhood at Princess Youruo's residence in the East Sea."
"All I need to do now is wait quietly," Zhao Xing thought to himself.
He then closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.
His mind continued to expand, and he seemed to become a part of Heaven Equaling Mountain. Every grain of sand was under his control, and every flower, grass, and tree was within his grasp.
During the growth of flowers and plants, they will also experience wind and rain, and the changes of the four seasons.
As vital energy is continuously absorbed, the mountain range becomes increasingly thick and solid.
In the tenth year of Eternal Governance Era, the height of Heaven Equaling Mountain finally exceeded four thousand meters, and Zhao Xing also entered the mid-stage of the Heavenly Luck Realm.
In the twentieth year of Eternal Governance Era, the mountain was over seven thousand meters high, Zhao Xing arrived at the late stage of the Tianyun era.
In the thirtieth year of Eternal Governance Era, the mountain reached a height of 9999 meters, and he could not advance any further. He also reached the peak of the Heavenly Luck Realm. At this time, Zhao Xing was stuck in a bottleneck period. Everything on the mountain was desolate, all things withered, and snowflakes were falling.
Zhao Xing sat atop the mountain, his entire body covered by stones and snowflakes, with only his eyes showing.
There are no Shortcut to nurturing one's destiny through the Mountain Art; he can only endure hardship now.
In the 46th year of the Eternal Governance Era, in Bixian County, East Sea.
Princess's Residence, Celestial Horse Northern Garden.
Zhao Xing's clone was staring blankly at the Celestial Horse in the lake by the Celestial Horse Lake.
Since Mountain Art reached a bottleneck, his thinking seemed to slow down, and his clones became less active. This clone at home often quietly gazed at the lake, maintaining a state similar to that of the original.
"Chen'an, Chen'an, wake up." Suddenly Zhao Xing felt someone patting his shoulder.
"Who's calling me?" Zhao Xing's clone's thoughts gradually returned, and he turned around to look.
"It's me," Liu Wanliang said. He was the Princess's Residence steward of Princess Youruo's residence.
"Liu Sicheng." Zhao Xing quickly stood up. He noticed a child of about three or four years old next to Liu Wanliang, and his gaze narrowed slightly. "Liu Sicheng, who is this?"
The young child bowed to Zhao Xing in a very serious manner.
"A relative of mine," Liu Wanliang said, leading the toddler, "Is coming to stay at our house for a while."
"Oh, okay." Zhao Xing completely ignored the toddler. "What do you need me for?"
The toddler pointed a tiny finger at Zhao Xing and said in a childish voice, "You're so rude! I just bowed to you, you should have returned the bow!"
Zhao Xing was taken aback. He took a second look at the child, and his true self, who was thousands of miles away, felt a jolt in his heart.
"It was my rudeness." Zhao Xing straightened his clothes and bowed slightly to the child. "My name is Zhao Xing."
What's your name, little brother?
"Hmph, I'm angry, I'm not telling you." With that, the child ran off in a flash.
He was fast; he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Xing had no idea how he ran so fast.
He looked at Liu Wanliang, who smiled and said, "My relative's child doesn't have a formal name yet, but he does have a nickname, 'Er' (meaning 'child')."
"Oh." Zhao Xing nodded with a smile, "When you run, you do look a bit like a little pig."
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