Uncrowned Evil Emperor

In the small building in the other courtyard outside the city, Feng Jueyu finally got his wish and became a real loner for a time. The upper and lower floors of the building more than a hundred feet away belonged to him alone, and there was no one else within a radius of thousands of feet except him. other people.

This is the best time to practice the magical art of impermanence of life and death...

On the brows of the moon, the yard gradually quieted down, and Feng Jueyu also entered Hongyuan Space. At this time, Hongyuan Space had a large number of miscellaneous items piled up on the ground hundreds of meters around, such as the famous Jian Zhanshang, various miscellaneous medicines, etc. , countless daily necessities, and a wide variety of medicinal materials, the most numerous of which are the medicines used to prepare the first-grade Jinchuang medicine.

This medicine called Sutugen has the same medicinal effect as the male soil turtle in the previous life's traditional Chinese medicine, and it is used to induce the medicinal effect of Jinchuang medicine.The power of the aura of life lies in the fact that it can stimulate the curative effect of all medicinal materials through the medicine of a single medicine. At the same time, with the powerful healing power of Hong Yuanzhi's nascent aura, it is possible to make a very common medicine rare, precious and full of curative effect.

In fact, Feng Jueyu has been considering whether to move the soil in the Hongyuan space to the outside of the Hongyuan space. In this way, young master Feng can plant whatever medicinal materials he wants, and everything will be [-]% older than the original year. Even a thousand years is even more terrifying, but after some careful consideration, he immediately dismissed the idea.

There is indeed a lot of soil in Hongyuan's space, and with the improvement of one's own cultivation, you can continue to expand the palace, but after all, this kind of soil is too rare, and it has never been heard of in previous lives. If you are not afraid of trouble and send someone to steal it, then the gain outweighs the loss.

And if you use the aura of life to cultivate seeds, you don’t need to worry anymore. For this reason, Feng Jueyu tried many times when he was fine, and finally found a way to cultivate seeds, which is to plant the seeds into the Hongyuan space. In the soil, they are not buried. After a short period of time, these seeds can absorb the aura of life, and then take them out to plant outside. Not only can they take root and germinate as soon as possible, but they can also have the unique ability of Yipin Jinchuang Medicine. curative effect.

For this reason, Feng Jueyu had already prepared a large number of soil-absorbing root seeds and threw them in Hong Yuan's space, with ten pockets in full.

Ten pockets of seeds may seem like a lot, but Feng Jueyu knows that once the first-grade golden medicine is sold, it will not be enough.

Therefore, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

Ever since, after sending away Dao Xingkong and Shangguan Ruomeng, Feng Jueyu devoted himself to the high-load work of cultivating seeds. Of course, it is not a problem for mere ten bags of seeds. Just sucking soil roots...

Tiandanxing, Xunlongcao, Aima, Jiku... and other high-quality medicinal materials were all taken from Shangguan's house, because he only took seeds, and no one found them. By the way, he also took Ganoderma lucidum, Ginseng... and other tonic medicinal materials are divided into nine large areas in the Hongyuan space and cultivated one by one.

That night, Killer Fengda stayed up all night, worked hard all night around the palm-sized area, and finally cultivated the ten bags of seeds in the morning of the next day.

The seeds that have inhaled the aura of life waft out a faint fragrance. If the seeds are buried in the ground, even the most common soil can produce excellent soil-absorbing roots.

And cultivating the seeds not only didn't make Feng Jueyu exhausted, but also made him radiant and radiant.

This is the benefit of the Impermanence of Life and Death Divine Art. During the operation of the Divine Art, the two qis of life and death are mutually yin and yang, coordinating the flow of true qi in the meridians of the whole body. Three flowers gather on the top, even if you cultivate soil and plant flowers on the ridge of the field, you can also gather true energy.

After performing exercises overnight, the true qi in the sea of ​​qi in the seven major orifices gathered and flowed, constantly impacting the many orifices in Feng Jueyu's body.

As we all know, there are 361 commonly used acupuncture points in the human body, including meridian points and extra points. If the total points of the human body are counted, there are about 1700 points.If all these 1700 or so acupuncture points are developed into a sea of ​​dantian qi filled with true qi, then even Feng Jueyu can't even imagine how powerful it will be.

After nearly a night of cultivating the seeds of the soil-absorbing root, Feng Jueyu was pleasantly surprised to find that the zhenqi flowing in his body had begun to rush towards the other acupoints, dissatisfied with the status quo.

Martial arts practitioners start with simplicity first, and then get into difficulties. Feng Jueyu understands that although the magical art of life and death is an unrivaled profound art, the more you practice it, the more difficult it will be.The speed of engraving does not mean anything. The seven acupoints of Baiqiao Zhoudan are only the first step in the long march. It is still too early to achieve success and fame.

In the early morning of the second day, Feng Jueyu staggered out of the building. The soil of the empty medicine garden smelled rich and simple. Feng Jueyu took a greedy breath, and immediately shouted to the outside of the courtyard: "Wang Tong..."

As if he knew Feng Jueyu was calling him a long time ago, Wang Tong lowered his straw hat and walked over outside the garden before the voice could be heard far away.

"Senior Wang, isn't your kung fu weak?" Feng Jueyu praised with rare interest.

Wang Tong, however, had a cold face as if he didn't hear: "My lord, what's your order?"

"It's boring." Feng Jueyu curled his lips resentfully, and didn't talk about the truth, and asked: "Everyone will live in the garden from now on, and we are all a family. I know you are by the old man's side, so don't be cold face."

"Grandpa... how do you know..."

When Wang Tong came, Shangguan Lingyun didn't ask Shangguan Ruomeng to tell Feng Jueyu his identity, because he was afraid that he would take care of it. He never expected that Feng Jueyu would be able to guess his identity without anyone mentioning it. Identity, this shock was really big, but when he raised his head and looked at Feng Jueyu in surprise, Wang Tong suddenly smiled wryly and shook his head, alas, he was tricked out by this kid.

In fact, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to confirm Wang Tong's identity, but his guess was almost inseparable. He said this on purpose to make Wang Tong admit it.Wang Tong wouldn't be wary of a waste at all, so he got tricked.

"Grandpa, you already know..." Wang Tong was speechless for a while, his old face flushed darkly, thinking that he had been by the master's side for decades, but he didn't expect to be told by a young man, the boat capsized in the gutter.

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly, and said very frankly: "It's not difficult to guess, it's the first time I've seen you in Shangguan's house for eight years, but sister Ruomeng is very familiar with you, isn't it easy for people to understand?"

Wang Tong smiled wryly, and suddenly felt that he had underestimated Feng Jueyu before. Eight years was not a short period of time. He followed Shangguan Lingyun and watched Feng Jueyu grow up with his own eyes. There is such a scheming.

Just as Wang Tong was thinking wildly, Feng Jueyu changed the subject: "Okay, don't think about it, anyway, do your duty, don't put on a sullen face in the future, it's good to smile more, smile, ten years less."

Feng Jueyu said, and ordered: "Wang Tong, go and call those farmers who are weeding medicine, and I will assign work to them..."

Wang Tong responded, and hurriedly retreated to the medicine garden. After a while, Wang Tong called nearly a hundred people, all of them were dark-skinned, strong and vicissitudes of life, and they were the pharmacists that Shangguan Ruomeng assigned Feng Jueyu. In fact, they are farmers transferred from Shangguan's family medicine garden. They have experience in planting and cultivating medicinal materials, and they can share Feng Jueyu's work pressure as much as possible.

After a hundred or so people stood up, Feng Jueyu asked a few young and strong people to follow him into the room and took out the ten bags of soil-sucking root seeds and threw them on the ground, before Feng Jueyu clapped his hands Said: "Here are the seeds of the soil-absorbing roots. Plant them in the ground for me. Remember two points. First, each time the seeds are sprinkled, there are three seeds in total. The distance between each ridge is six feet, which cannot be less than this distance; second, Within three days, water here every morning, noon, and midnight. Do not miss the morning. After three days, everyone can leave the garden, do you understand?"

A group of farmers scratched their heads, and one of them, an experienced old farmer, leaned on a shovel and asked, "My lord, when the soil-absorbing root grows, it will be as long as a palm. Is the distance left wide enough?"

Ordinary soil-absorbing roots grow to be as tall as a palm from the ground, but Fengjueyu's species are not ordinary soil-absorbing roots. Under the cultivation of the spiritual power of life, the truly mature soil-absorbing roots are probably stronger than small trees. Still high, how could they understand.

Feng Jueyu smiled without explaining, and said: "Everyone just do as you want." Then, he said to Wang Tong: "These days, we need to add meat to their meals, so that they can work harder. It’s going to be a tough day for sure.”

Wang Tong didn't understand at all, and thought, how tiring it is to uproot grass, even though the place is a bit bigger and there are many people.These farmers are still veterans, and a garden of several thousand feet can be done in two days.

Although he didn't understand, Wang Tong was not used to talking too much, so he ordered his servants to prepare meals.

Feng Jueyu is a person who can't hold back his temper. He is concerned about Jishifang in his heart, and after he has done everything, he plans to go back to the city to have a look.

When Feng Jueyu just came out of the courtyard, Tonger and Shangguan Ruofan came galloping from afar from the official road, Tonger was sitting on a carriage, and next to the driver was his brother-in-law Shangguan Ruofan.

Seeing that it was Feng Jueyu, Shangguan Ruofan stood up in surprise and waved at Feng Jueyu: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law..."

"Brother Feng..." Tong'er also walked out of the carriage, ignoring the bumps of the carriage, and waved vigorously at Feng Jueyu.

Feng Jueyu smiled, and just about to speak, at this moment, he suddenly found that the curtain behind the carriage was blown up by the wind, behind the curtain, a ghostly figure flashed away, and at the same time that figure disappeared , a letter with a blood book printed on it flew towards Feng Jueyu from between Shangguan Ruofan and Tong'er like a hidden weapon...

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ps: I came back late, I must write more tonight, and I will write all night, everyone read it in the early morning.