Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 410
Wang Huai thought about it for a long time, did countless experiments, and finally expressed helplessness...

Nothing.

He now roughly understands True Monarch Blood Sea's idea, which is to use blood energy to mutate plants, and then draw out blood energy to make them return to normal, so as to achieve the purpose of rapid ripening.

However, this process also destroys the structure of the plant itself, causing some very special changes in its taste.

This process involves the essence of the way of blood and energy. If you want to completely reverse it, you need to study the way of blood and energy to an extremely advanced level.

Although it was just a ripening spell, it also made Wang Huai feel a little helpless.

The birth of any spell is not achieved overnight. Behind each spell, there are a large group of monks who study under the leadership of Zhenjun, so as to unearth the potential of various avenues and form rich and colorful spells.

And when the Dao is studied to the extreme, unimaginable supernatural powers will be born, demonstrating the power of the true king.

If you want to go further on the road of being a true king, you need to constantly study your own way.

"If you want to continue to study the way of blood energy, you need a lot of monks. But the current status of the way of blood energy is too low, and letting them practice it will harm them. Where can I get a lot of cute mice for my continuous research Woolen cloth?"

Wang Huai frowned and thought hard, but there was still no good way.

If you use an analogy, Zhenjun is like a postgraduate tutor who has discovered a very important research direction.

It is obviously not enough for Zhenjun alone, a large number of scientific research dogs must be managed, otherwise the research results cannot be obtained.

But his way of blood and energy seems a bit dirty, and it is a new way, with an unknown future, and it is difficult to find useful talents.

"Oh, I can only take one step at a time."

After sighing, Wang Huai took over the work of Blood Sea True Monarch and continued to arrange blood monks to conduct research to see if they could come up with more spells before leaving Licheng.

It turned out that he still thought too much.

No new technique was thought out, but [Agricultural Products Ripening Technique] was resisted.

In Wang Huai's view, although the taste of ripened agricultural products is very strange, it is better than eating nothing.

Licheng was originally a city that survived under the arrangement of Shenmingdao. Now that the gods of Shenmingdao have been killed by themselves, the rest of the people can only accept this kind of food.

And compared with the gods, Wang Huai felt that he was quite kind.

Don't force them to believe in themselves, don't force the other party to pray to themselves, as long as they go to work on time every day, there will be endless ripening vegetables. Such days are not comfortable, but at least they are safe.

But there are always unscrupulous people complaining every day, saying that the vegetables taste wrong, this is the injustice of nature!

Let a woman (Wang Huai said that she hasn't been misunderstood her gender for a long time) manage herself, this is the rooster Sichen!
Letting outsiders manage themselves is like forgetting one's ancestors!

To drive away the gods of the gods, this is the destruction of rituals!
When the other party said this, Wang Huai felt that he had committed a heinous crime, and the most urgent thing to do was to find a place to kill himself, so as not to pollute the air and water.

After discovering that Wang Huai had been hacked systematically, Li Ying immediately found Wang Huai and said nervously, "Master Wang, someone is slandering you."

"I know." Wang Huai said indifferently.

"Then I will send someone immediately to find the center of the rumor and solve this problem."

"No need, let's go."

Li Ying stared at Wang Huai with wide eyes, then clapped his hands and said, "Oh, there is another way."

Patting himself on the head again, Li Ying said with a smile: "I've been here for a long time, and I forgot that this is not our big week."

"Okay, pack your bags and let's go. No matter what the man behind the scenes wants to do, our goal is to go to the capital anyway, and the things here have nothing to do with us."

"Understood, Mr. Wang. I'll pack my luggage now. Do you need to inform us about our departure?"

"Tell the flesh and blood monks and trustworthy people that they are ready to go together. Don't worry about the others. Anyway, the people of the gods will come over when the time comes, so let them continue to mix with the people of the gods."

"Your Excellency is wise. By the way, can we set a fire here?"

"...How much anger did you suffer here before?"

After secretly preparing for three days and preparing enough seeds, Wang Huai and others packed their luggage, moved away from Licheng overnight, and embarked on the road to the capital.

Until the next morning, a group of troublemakers habitually came to Li Ying's house, ready to start complaining today.

But they didn't see the haggard Li Ying, but instead saw the door open and the building was empty.

Walking in, they found that the useful things here had been taken away, and the things that could not be taken away had been smashed to pieces. It seemed that they had made up their minds not to leave anything for them to use.

Not only that, on the walls of the house, Li Ying also asked the bloody monks to leave a lot of words with blood.

"You little XX who don't have XX, you only have XX's XXX in your mind every day. Now I only say one thing, I won't serve you anymore! I took you to drive away the officials of Xinqin, and then endured the humiliation and took refuge in the gods Dao. It’s fine if you guys don’t thank me, now you’re even complaining about what I did wrong!”

"Okay, I have a showdown, I quit! I ran away with Xiruan, you go play on your own!"

The general meaning of the text is these, but it contains a lot of slang words from when Li Ying was in the Jianghu, which looks vulgar and makes the troublemakers feel ashamed.

Seeing the words left by Li Ying, a group of unscrupulous people began to cheer, as if driving Li Ying away was a great event, and Licheng's bright future was just around the corner.

But some smart tricksters are pale.

To bully Li Ying is to think that he has grasped Li Ying's mentality and concluded that the other party will not let him down.

Who would have thought that the other party really put down the stall!
Not only Li Ying, but even the blood-qi monks left completely. Licheng has no way to deal with the blood-qi, and what awaits them is disaster.

Seeing the troublemakers who were still cheering around, the organizer cursed fiercely, then came to the inn resolutely, and respectfully said to a guest in the upper class room of the inn: "Lord Murong, Li Ying is leaving, What do we do next?"

"Li Ying is gone? That guy doesn't seem like someone who would do this. But with one more Wang Huai, the other party should be able to do this."

The door was pushed open, and a young man dressed as a Confucian scholar came out, looking thoughtfully into the distance.

"Lord Murong, we have forced Li Ying away, so next, should Shen Mingdao come here again, and then..."

"There will be no gods, the potential of this place has been almost squeezed by us."

Looking at the top of Licheng, Murong Sheng tapped the fan in his hand, knowing that Licheng was finished.

People have their luck, countries have their luck, and cities have their luck.

The luck of a city is the overall reflection of the temperament, character, and style of the people in the city, and it is a mysterious and mysterious existence.

The original residents of Li City were all criminals and slaves. These temperaments were gray in themselves, and they were even more dilapidated when gathered together.

If it weren't for Xinqin to continue their lives, Licheng would not have survived at all.

Later, Xu Fu dragged Xinqin into the sea of ​​blood. Licheng should have been finished, but it was a pity that Li Ying appeared, and another wave of lives continued.

But now, Li Ying has left, and the entire city of Li is dilapidated again, and its background has been wiped out by the gods, and the whole city is worthless.

Hearing Murong Sheng's words, the organizer's face turned pale, but he still forced himself to ask calmly: "Then, my lord, we are still useful, and we are willing to swear our allegiance to you to the death."

"No, you are useless." Murong Sheng laughed, "You were useful before because I needed you to check and balance Li Ying. Now that Li Ying is gone, you are useless. Alas, you are still boasting that you are a master. Tou, I think I can sell myself for a good price by harming Li Ying. In the end, I don’t even know why I am useful.”

With a mocking laugh, Murong Sheng bypassed the ashen-faced people, and chased in the direction Wang Huai and the others left.

At this time, a secret letter flew in, and a crystal-like god appeared behind Murong Sheng, and said softly: "Master Ye's order, slow down Wang Huai's pace at all costs."

"What does Master Ye want to do?"

"Delay time, find a way to destroy Wang Huai's blood, and let Wang Huai choose a new path."

"Lord Ye really has a deep affection for Wang Huai. Okay, I've done this, wait for my good news, Lord Ye. God of Crystal Nucleus, I happen to be short of a god to help me, so you just stay Come down."

"...I really don't want to work with a lunatic like you, and I still have to deal with Wang Huai. That guy, he killed even a fourth-rank god."

"It's okay, trust me, God of Crystal Nucleus."

With a wave of his hand, the fan in Murong Sheng's hand unfolded, revealing a blank fan surface.

Faced with Murong Sheng's invitation, the God of Crystal Nucleus could only sigh helplessly, then walked onto the fan, and turned into a creature with human facial features, but a huge crystal stone.

Putting the fan away, Murong Sheng calculated the route of Wang Huai and others, and immediately went to the city on their only way to prepare for a new layout.

Murong Sheng, Ye Zhongzhe's subordinate, is one of the few mental talents in the Tao of Gods.

Because he was traveling alone, he was seven days earlier than Wang Huai and others, and he arrived at Lingcheng, the place Wang Huai must pass through first.

Lingcheng is backed by a high mountain, and the mountain peak soars into the clouds, as if a giant is sleeping soundly here, so it is named Lying Holy Mountain.

Wosheng Mountain was originally just an ordinary mountain, but because it is the highest mountain in Qinzhou, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, golden light falls every New Year, which looks quite sacred.

The Qin emperors of the new Qin Dynasty will also come here to worship. The dual status of nature and politics has allowed a large number of people's beliefs to gather in Wosheng Mountain, and primitive and natural gods were born from it.

Afterwards, Xu Fu activated the beacon to send Qinzhou to the sea of ​​blood, but Lingcheng was not affected because it was backed by the holy mountain and was protected by the gods on the holy mountain.

Not only that, the blood energy of the sea of ​​blood was also purified by the gods here, turning it into harmless rain and dew, making this place one of the few paradises in the new Qin Dynasty.

Entering Lingcheng, Murong Sheng found that this place was indeed the same as a normal city, or more prosperous.

Every household seems to have no worries about food and clothing, and there are statues of natural gods in front of each house, which fully demonstrates the local residents' respect for the natural gods.

The shrines of the gods of nature can be seen everywhere, and every shrine, no matter how big or small, has a temple in it, and the incense burns every day to worship the god of nature.

And this incense wish power will in turn strengthen the power of the natural gods, making them more powerful to deal with the erosion of the blood sea and protect this land.

"This is a beautiful scene. Humans and gods coexist harmoniously. It's so beautiful that it makes people want to cry." Murong Sheng said with emotion.

At this time, a cold snort sounded from his fan: "Come on. You are clearly thinking about how to destroy this place."

"Have you been seen through?"

"It's not that you see through, but that's just your nature. You don't believe that humans and gods can coexist harmoniously. Either humans dominate gods, or gods are only suitable for humans. You can't see other ways."

"It seems that my acting skills are not good enough. Forget it, let's think about how to do it."

Without the restrictions of the New Qin Dynasty, Lingcheng, like other places in the New Qin Dynasty, gradually appeared a little bit of freedom.

People have not completely abandoned the previous service requirements, but they have also slightly changed the cuffs and inner lining of the clothes, making the details of the clothes change.

There has also been some development in culture. Some books have become popular, most of which introduce the origin of Wosheng Mountain and the great achievements of that natural god. The language is simple, but the sales volume is actually not bad.

After walking around the city, Murong Sheng made a new discovery.

I thought that Xinqin's influence on this place had disappeared, but I didn't expect that there was still a government here.

The official here is nominally the Jiedushi of the new Qin Dynasty, but he is already the little emperor here.

He himself is a son of Emperor Qin, surnamed Duan Mingheng.

The name looks elegant, but he is a warrior himself, but he likes to be arty, so he often makes jokes.

He is a very good man, and he is also a worthless guy among Qin Huang's sons. He should have been lucky enough to get the position of Jiedushi after the transfer of Xinqin.

Observing the city's luck, Murong Sheng saw that Lingcheng's luck was like a wall of light, and the mighty power of the natural gods tightly protected it from foreign enemies.

But inside, there is a black crack, like an ant nest on a dam, tiny but deadly.

At this point, Murong Sheng immediately understood the location of this black crack, and immediately conceived various schemes in his mind.

"God of Crystal Nucleus, I need to ask you."

"Okay. You guys are really a disgusting thing."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"...She's also super thick-skinned."

"Thank you for the compliment!"

The next moment, a lot of words flew out of Murong Sheng's fan, and the lines of words wrapped around Murong Sheng's body, making his aura long and vast, as ethereal as a real fairy.

Smiling and shaking his sleeves, Murong Sheng cast his spell and walked towards Jiedu Envoy Duan Heng's place with colorful streamers.

(End of this chapter)