Those who eat qi, live long life

Chapter 6 The Immortal Monument

In the Liang family's Ao Bieyuan, Huang Gang, the guardian who presided over the autumn festival, was drinking tea in the side hall at this time.

He guards a place, holds great power in his hands, has a temperament like a mountain and an ocean, and the city is unfathomable.

The chief steward here in Liangjia'ao was in a hurry to serve, wanting to show his face.

He is reporting the harvest of the past year:
"This year there should be 10 stones of pearl rice, [-] bolts of silk, grain, oil, and wild fruits..."

Thirty catties is a jun, four jun is a stone, and eight thousand stones. Calculated, the yield per mu is a thousand catties, which is worthy of a compliment.

"Thank you." Huang Gang nodded slightly.

The big steward was flattered to hear this: "It's not hard work to share your worries."

"Well, let's go down."

The chief steward hastily withdrew.

There was only one person beside Huang Gang, so he smiled slightly: "Master, this year's golden brook has a good harvest, but our neighbor's harvest is not good. Why don't we visit as guests, one will go up and the other will go up..."

"Mr. Mei, I understand." Huang Gang waved his hand and stopped him from speaking. He frowned, deeply concerned:
"The leader of the country is a talented man, and he made friends with the distant country and attacked the old country. He joined hands with the cold country to restrain the old country. This year will finally bear fruit. After this year, the old cold city will probably belong to our Zhao country. We can't go this year, and there will be accidents."

"Oh, if the old city of Han belongs to our country of Zhao and is connected with Jinxi, it will add up to a county, and our country of Zhao will have a ninth county. We need a county guard to manage it. The only person in this place who is worthy of this position is the master." Mr. Mei said this, without any joy, "But..."

"But what?"

"However, the main family has guarded the border for more than [-] years, and its roots are deeply rooted. I'm afraid some people don't feel at ease."

"Yes." Huang Gang sighed: "I have received news that this time, the Eighth Prince is asking Yingying to guard the old city of Han, with a group of talents. If the eighth prince comes to be the county guard in the old city, I will be controlled by him. "

Mr. Mei pondered: "In this case, we need to go to the capital for a while... In this way, this year's distribution of pearl rice must be cautious."

Huang Gang nodded and said: "That's true. The king's support cannot be less. Next, the nobles and relatives of the king's capital need to establish a good relationship..."

At this time, a voice said loudly: "Why should father look far away?"

While speaking, a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes strode in and bowed to the two people above him: "I have met my father, Mr. Mei."

"Ah! It's the eldest son!" Mr. Mei hurriedly bowed back.

Huang Gang stood up in surprise, his face was no longer majestic: "Tianhua, you have been cultivating in Xieyue Mountain, why did you come back suddenly?"

"Father, I have succeeded in cultivation, and I am about to flex my muscles in Xieyue Mountain. I need the help of my family, so I am coming back."

Huang Gang hurriedly said, "Of course I support my father!"

"Those people in the royal capital, as well as the generals guarding the border, have always been jealous of our family's pearl rice, but their father's management is deep, and they have nothing to do. This time, are they finally going to make a move?" Huang Tianhua said: "I just heard my father's worry. , as long as my son has a firm foothold in Xieyue Mountain and becomes a true disciple of Xieyue Mountain, no matter whether it is the eighth prince or the king, he will not dare to make mistakes against my family. The rights of the world cannot control the gods .”

True disciple?When Huang Gang heard this, he was very pleasantly surprised. He knew the value of a true disciple of Xieyue Mountain. When he sent Huang Tianhua to Xieyue Mountain to practice, he still relied on pearl rice to open the way. Just be an outer disciple.

It was also Huang Tianhua who worked hard on his own, continued to cultivate diligently, became an inner sect disciple a few years ago, and gained a real reputation in Xieyue Mountain, which greatly increased their Huang family's status in Zhao State.

Unexpectedly, after only three years, Huang Tianhua made another breakthrough and was able to compete for the status of true disciple.

Whether as a father or as a prince of Zhao, Huang Gang felt happy.

He understood that if Huang Tianhua really became the true heir of Xieyue Mountain, the immediate predicament would be solved, not to mention the eighth prince's restraint, even the king would have to curry favor with their Huang family, and the plans of the eighth prince and the king behind him all came to nothing , even after Han Laocheng was included, he was able to assume the position of the head of the next county, but he took advantage of it, and the king could only suffer from this dumb loss.

Thinking of this, Huang Gang laughed heartily, let out a breath of sullen breath, and said hello three times!
"Tianhua, if you have any needs, you can tell my father, what my father can give, I will never be stingy!"

"This year I want pearl rice, four thousand shi." Huang Tianhua asked for half of all the pearl rice harvest, the lion opened his mouth.

"...Tianhua, you want so much?" Even though he was prepared, Huang Gang was still taken aback.

Four thousand stones is the amount of support for the king for two years. They declared that the highest yield per mu in Liangjiawa was 500 catties. This has already aroused countless jealousy. If the real yield is revealed, many people will probably grab it.

After a while, Huang Gang calmed down. He is a person who is used to wind and waves, and this still can't scare him: "Four thousand stones, this opportunity is not too much to change. If Tianhua is not enough, there are more here for my father."

Huang Tianhua smiled, and explained: "I'm coming back this time, and I'm going to form a Taoist army."

"Doctors?"

"Yes, a few years ago, I had an adventure and got a strange qi, which is a rare qi, called a soldier commander, and has the magic of a commander. Now that I have achieved success in cultivation and condensed my horoscope, I can use this qi With one piece of qi, form a Taoist soldier who can wield his arms and fingers, and help me compete for supremacy in Xieyue Mountain!"

"Okay!" Huang Gang made a decisive decision: "Tianhua, how many people do you want? You can choose from the elite of the mansion! It is their good fortune to be picked by you!"

Huang Tianhua laughed: "The Taoist soldiers should not be too old. I only want those under the age of 16. They also need to have a certain foundation, genuine energy, and martial arts. They also need to be talented and keep improving. Otherwise, I will wait until my cultivation base is advanced , and have to be re-cultivated.”

"It's not easy to choose, but you can choose anyone who is qualified enough in the mansion."

"Don't worry, Dao soldiers are my important help, and they should be carefully selected. During this period of time, I will first inspect the Huang family's children and servants in the mansion. If the qualifications are qualified, even slaves can be promoted."

"Oh, qualifications." Hearing this, Huang Gang's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of a person, and he said:

"Five years ago, at my invitation, the immortals from Xieyue Mountain came to Jinxi to gather and travel. In fact, they came to inspect your qualifications."

Huang Tianhua knew about this, when the people of Xieyue Mountain found out that he had excellent aptitude, they agreed to admit him to the mountain gate for inspection, and it wasn't all due to Pearl Rice.

"The immortals of Xieyue Mountain not only inspected you, but also entrusted you to set up a stele for viewing energy for your father, organize a talent test in the territory, and select talents. However, immortals don't eat fireworks, so I will do it for you and report to the immortals. "Huang Gang recalled: "Back then, when you held the Guanqi Monument in your hand and a blue light came out, the immortal believed that you had excellent aptitude."

"That's right, Guanqi Monument can roughly measure a person's aptitude. The younger the age, the more accurate the test is. After the age of 8, the acquired will cover the innate, and the test will be inaccurate."

"This stele of viewing qi can be grasped by those with stupid qualifications as if holding a stubborn stone. For those with a little talent, it can emit white light when grasped. Such people have the opportunity to condense their fate charts and become Qi trainers. Green light, the fate chart has the potential to be promoted to the second level, and can use the equivalent life soul, which has all kinds of magic."

"Those who emit blue light like me are one in a million, and their horoscope has been promoted to the third level. They have the potential to turn into innate and become innate." Huang Tianhua was not lacking in pride, revealing some secrets of Qi practitioners.

Huang Gang was silent for a moment, and then revealed a secret: "Back then, there was a person holding the Guanqi stele in his hand, which emitted a black light."

"...What?" Huang Tianhua almost jumped up when he heard this: "Father, I've never heard of a black light! Above the blue light is a golden light, which is innate and invaluable, and above that is purple, purple Qi Donglai, the master of one party. What is the black light? Who is this person?"

Huang Gang said: "Back then I was afraid that this person's talent would overwhelm you, so I concealed it. I was afraid that the immortal would suspect it, so I didn't ask the immortal what the black light is. I didn't expect that even you didn't know."

"I really don't know." Huang Tianhua calmed down and asked the root cause: "Heiqi, I've never heard of it, maybe something went wrong during the test... Who is this person, is he still alive?"

He was skeptical. Back then, his father directly killed the man in order to conceal the truth and eliminate future troubles. He gradually understood a lot about such things.

Huang Gang shook his head: "That person was just a child back then, ignorant and ignorant... Mr. Mei, where did this person go?"

Mr. Mei is well-read and knowledgeable, and he was also a witness to this incident back then. He remembers it very clearly and said word by word: "Master, this person's name is Ding Niu, and his family has been farming for generations. The talent was tested that time. It's a pity that Ding's father doesn't have much knowledge. When I told him that he thought it was profitable, he took Ding Niu to visit famous people in the town every day to get some meager property and fame, but he neglected to train him. With some means, Ding Niu was taken to the mansion to be strictly guarded."

When Mr. Mei talked about this, he chatted and laughed happily: "It's strange to say, the stele of Guanqi left by the immortal, we will use it to test later, select talents to fill in the town guard mansion, and use it for our own use. Most of them show their talents later, which is really good. "

"I didn't forget Ding Niu either. I took it for testing for several years. The test light of Ding Niu weakened year by year, and I was nothing special. In the end, there was only a little white light left. I know this one. It’s not bad, so I’ll put this person into the lowest class of servants, and then arrange him to farm to get rid of his wildness, and when the time comes to use him, he can be used with confidence.”

Huang Gang nodded: "Good job."

Huang Tianhua let out a breath, and said with some regret: "Even if you are talented, if you don't temper yourself, you will lose your talent and lose it to everyone. This little bull...it's a pity."

Huang Gang laughed: "It's nothing. Even if Ding Niu has qualifications, he can't be cultivated due to his family background. He is different from you. He grew up with rich clothes and fine food, nourished with various ginseng and antler, and pearl rice every day. You can eat what you want in one day, and the money you spend can be spent by those grassroots for several years or more than ten years. Only with this foundation can you be physically strong, practice martial arts, and exercise your true energy, and then you will make rapid progress. You practiced at the age of five. Infuriating, you entered the middle grade at the age of eight, these years, you are about to break through the middle grade, right?"

"Yes, father."

Huang Gang inadvertently revealed the domineering arrogance of life and death: "Ding Niu, how do you compare? If I didn't cherish talents, he wouldn't be able to live until now and work for my Huang family."

Mr. Mei laughed and said, "That's right, Ding Niu should be grateful to Ding Niu. The master's family told him to give him meat every day. This is a treatment that other low-level servants dare not imagine. The master's family treats Ding Niu well."

Huang Tianhua groaned after hearing this, and didn't think it was a big deal in his heart.

However, he paid a little attention to this little bull. The Taoist soldiers he plans to train are naturally Qi trainers. Those who can make the Qi Observation Monument glow white can meet the lowest standard of Qi trainers. The age is also suitable. If he is really qualified, he might as well be promoted to be a Taoist soldier. These are all indifferent things.

(End of this chapter)