I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 215: Policies from above, countermeasures from below (two chapters in one)

The five housekeepers spoke one after another.

There are people to help, money to help, and strength to help.

The people watching were all stunned.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jun immediately expressed his willingness to give five pills to each family, but not now, but before the big festival, and then let them come and collect them.

The reason for this is that the elixir is not easy to store and needs to be kept warm in a special gourd, otherwise it will quickly lose its medicinal properties if left outside.

After all, Zhang Jun still didn't believe these so-called princes. If the pills were given out, these thieves would break their promises and get rich in a blink of an eye, or they could just deal with errands. What could he do to them?

As for attending the banquet, Zhang Jun did not refuse, but he also did not agree. Faced with the invitations of the five housekeepers, Zhang Jun directly pushed Qi Dongyang and Brother Han out.

He said that he was busy with official duties, but he could ask the two of them to lead the brothers of the Golden Scale Guard to the banquet.

Anyway, the King of Shu didn't say that he booked the Zuihua Tower for thirteen days, and it would be a waste if he didn't go.

The five butlers were all smiling, and they were probably scolding Zhang Jun for being disrespectful, but how could Zhang Jun care?

As long as the common people can get benefits, their Taiping Sword Intent can be improved.

Zhang Jun accepted all the gifts from the five princes' palaces calmly. After declining the invitations of the five housekeepers again, he led his people back home.

In the morning of the next day, five princes jointly submitted a memorial, claiming that profiteers were hoarding grain and demanding that grain prices be suppressed. At the same time, bamboo charcoal was mobilized from Shu to alleviate the urgent needs of Tianfu.

Subsequently, many ministers spoke in support of the proposal and proposed many strategies to appease the refugees, reduce taxes, etc.

At the same time, on the same day, porridge restaurants were opened one after another at the street entrances of Yingtian Mansion, and some people gave away free cotton-padded clothes.

The Ministry of Household Affairs personally went outside the city to recruit refugees, recruit craftsmen, and take care of food. Each person was paid [-] cents per day to repair the houses of the people.

After a series of policies were issued, the entire Yingtian Mansion became lively.

Everyone is talking about this policy and shouting long live the emperor, but many people are also praising Zhang Jun for selling miracle medicine on the street. Zhang Jun has made a lot of money for charity.

In addition to Zhang Jun's previous incident of causing thunder from the sky and killing the evil god, Master Zhao's reputation among the people is also rising step by step.

"Okay, this is really good."

During lunch, Qi Dongyang learned all kinds of good news from Brother Han and clapped his hands with excitement.

Everyone also nodded in praise, not only because the people could survive the winter safely, but most importantly, as long as fewer people died in the winter, the more peaceful West Street would be.

The more peaceful the West Street is, the more peaceful the East Street will be. When the time comes, Jin Linwei's life will gradually become easier.

"I still have to thank Mr. Zhao. I just gave those bastards a bargain, so I have to share the precious elixir with them."

Brother Han spat in a low voice.

Everyone shook their heads and said nothing after hearing this, and just immersed themselves in eating. Ever since the king of Han allocated 300 million in silver, lunch suddenly became richer.

It used to be dry, hard steamed buns with sweet potatoes, cabbage and tofu.

Today I had a rare opportunity to eat meat.

However, everyone couldn't help but start to quarrel with Xiao Jiujiu. They didn't dare to eat too full, and just waited to go to Wanhua Tower for dinner in the evening.

Wanhua Restaurant is one of the largest restaurants in Yingtian Mansion. It has a famous chef and the price of a dish is higher than their monthly salary.

After eating this meal, it is really more luxurious than eating money.

But everyone also felt somewhat Kante in their hearts. Although Mr. Zhao asked them to go to the banquet on his behalf, they didn't know if doing so would anger the King of Shu.

Thinking of this, the meat in the bowls no longer tasted good to everyone.

"Brother Han, Brother Han!!"

At this time, someone from outside came in.

"Hey, you are here, Qi Boss. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. My master asked me to go see Brother Han and let me pass on a message."

When the other party saw Qi Dongyang, he quickly handed him over.

This person is an old servant of Brother Han's house. He must have something important to come to see him at this time.

Qi Dongyang nodded: "If Lord Han is looking for you, there must be something important. Go quickly. I will explain it to you, Lord Zhao."

"Okay, then I'll go home first."

Brother Han stood up, cupped his hands towards Qi Dongyang, and hurried away with the old servant.

"This is Brother Han."

Qi Dongyang couldn't help but feel envious when he looked at Brother Han's leaving figure.

It is said that his eldest brother was favored by the prime minister because he had a close investigation of the assassination of King Rui with a group of censors. He was promoted to the third level and is now the imperial censor (full fifth rank).
This is a promising future.

Brother Han has such a good big brother as his backer. If he is willing to work harder and improve his strength, his career prospects in the future will be far better than that of a bachelor.

In addition, Mr. Zhao is taking him seriously this time, and Brother Han's future will probably be bright in the future.

Thinking about himself again, the meat in Qi Dongyang's hands no longer tasted good.

"Always keep your head up!"

Not long after, someone ran in from outside the door.

It was a member of their Golden Scale Guard. He shouted as soon as he entered the door with a panicked look on his face: "Boss, it's not good, come out quickly, someone is looking for trouble."

"what?"

Qi Dongyang was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Quick, go out and take a look."

Everyone quickly picked up their knives and rushed out.

As soon as they went out, they heard a long roar from the clouds in the sky, like rolling thunder, which made their whole bodies boil with energy and blood.

"Zhao Ju, come out and fight me."

The sound was like thunder, and the energy was like tide. I saw the person stepping on the void, and the true energy was like smoke, like a bright sun.

Qi Dongyang's pupils tightened and he quickly pulled the two people running in front back, waving his hands: "Stand back, everyone, stand back."

"Boss, how can you let him be so presumptuous!"

Someone saw that the person who came was dressed in white, opened his mouth and shouted at them, Mr. Zhao, and said angrily.

As a result, Qi Dongyang pushed the person to the ground and scolded him in a cold voice: "You know nothing, this is a master of the Concentration Realm, he can kill us with one finger, let alone us, even if he shouts Black Armor Army, this person can leave if he wants, stay if he wants, and no one can do anything about it."

When it comes to the sixth level of Qi Gathering, Qi Dongyang can be regarded as a first-class master with a name, whether in the military or in the world.

But Qi Dongyang knows very well that his own strength is just enough to play with those in the rivers and lakes. Not to mention that there are top-notch masters among the sects in the rivers and lakes. Their strength is far better than his own. Let’s say that the person in front of him can control Walking in the air, that is the legendary master.

Once you have reached this level of cultivation, you will be like a land god. You can kill people thousands of miles away with just a flick of your finger.

These little bastards are nothing.

Since the other party is looking for Mr. Zhao, it would be best to let Mr. Zhao solve it.

After a while, Zhang Jun jumped up the courtyard wall, looked up and saw that it was the Split Universe of Chunyang Temple.

"If you don't come early, you won't come late. You really know how to find the time."

Seeing Split the World, Zhang Jun knew the purpose of this person's visit. He originally wanted to seize the time to practice before the big ceremony started, but he didn't expect this guy to come to his door so quickly.

"I heard that your swordsmanship is good. I just want to compete with you. Do you dare to fight me for three hundred rounds outside the city? If you lose, I will hand over the elixir in your hand."

It turned out that Splitting the World was heading straight for the [Balad of Resistance to Hate] in Zhang Jun's hand.

Seeing how he spoke so confidently, Zhang Jun was so angry that he laughed and asked, "What if I win?"

Li Qiankun patted the storage bag in his hand, and a silver bottle appeared in his hand. He tossed it casually and threw the silver bottle to him.

Zhang Jun took it with his spirit-tempered hands without touching the bottle directly. He opened the cork and saw a burst of hot pure Yang energy with a strong aroma of wine.

There is also a question mark on this silver bottle.

Zhang Jun glanced away, his heart suddenly filled with joy.

【Chunyang Yugang】(rare)

Treasure wine is brewed by combining the pure yang energy with the eighteen secret herbs of the pure yang concept. Drinking this wine can make a person reborn and strengthen his body. If he drinks enough, there is a chance that he will become an acquired pure yang body.

[Mission: Not drunk after a thousand cups]

Drink a thousand cups of pure Yang wine, draw your sword and ask the sky to laugh at all living beings.

Mission Difficulty: Low
Mission reward: Three wishing stars for Chunyang Sword Technique (Part [-]).

This is a good thing. It just brings me back to reality. I am worried that my physical body is not strong enough in reality. Isn't this just giving me a pillow when I feel sleepy?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun shook the wine bottle in his hand: "Just one bottle?"

"As much as you want, as long as you can beat me."

Split Qiankun said bluntly.

"Okay, one bottle is worth two pills. I will give you as many bottles as you can beat me, and vice versa."

Zhang Jun was overjoyed, not only because of this Chunyang Yugang, but also because he had a master like Splitting Qiankun to hone his sword skills for him.

"good!"

Zhang Jun immediately called out the Flying Cloud Gourd and flew into the sky.

Split Qiankun followed closely behind, stepping on the flying sword to escape into a ray of silver light.

The two of them disappeared above the clouds for a moment.

Everyone in Qi Dongyang below was stunned for a while. It was really a magical method that made them ashamed.

The battle between Zhang Jun and Splitting Qiankun naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Some people in the arena even started betting on the pair again.

As for the competitive world, although Huang Mao and others really wanted to go and see it, Zhang Jun and Splitting Qiankun seemed to have a tacit understanding. In order to prevent sneak attacks by villains, they flew far away.

Splitting the Universe keeps leaving pure Yang Qi in the air, with a mantra infused into it. If anyone dares to follow him, once the two of them find out, they will work together to kill him.

This made Huang Mao and others avoid it, and they did not dare to follow rashly to watch the battle.

The two came to an uninhabited valley one after another.

Zhang Jun summoned the [Bi Luo Sword] and stood with the sword behind his back. Before the sword was drawn out, the Taiping Sword Intent was radiating out.

Splitting Qiankun is a rare genius in kendo, and Chunyang Kendo is ranked No. 1 among his peers in kendo. He could detect Zhang Jun's scattered sword intent at a glance.

"It is indeed extraordinary. You, a disciple of the Demonic Way, can actually understand such a vast sword intention. My junior brother was defeated by you, and it is not unjust."

"Being from the same school, the gap between your junior brother and you is a bit big."

"Hmph, there is a difference between good and evil. You can only blur it by changing your methods."

After splitting the world, he summoned his Pure Yang Sword and jumped down to kill him. The blade of the sword was sharpened, and the vast pure Yang energy turned into a silver rainbow and slashed down.

Zhang Jun's eyes lit up when he saw this, and Evergreen Qi surged in his body. His Yuan Shen controlled the Biluo Sword, and instantly evolved the seven moves of the Seven Pigs Sword Technique at the same time.

In an instant, the sword energy was like a forest, erupting into a harsh roar on the top of the mountain.In the arena, everyone watched with cold eyes, and many kendo masters frowned.

Among them, the Sword Sect disciples are probably the most worried.

Because the swordsmanship used by these two people was actually many times more than what they used when they were in the same realm.

The former's sword moves are infinitely varied, and the seven sword moves are both offensive and defensive. The latter's sword moves are simple and unpretentious. With the blessing of the terrifying pure Yang Qi, the sword comes out of pure Yang and can defeat all kinds of magic.

"Master, Split the World is too strong."

In an inconspicuous corner of the auditorium, the Purple Jade Lord was lying on his side on a couch, while a Taoist boy beside him shook his fan while staring intently at the scene in front of him.

True Lord Purple Jade nodded: "No wonder they say he is the best among his peers. If he can break through to the Dao realm, there are really not many people who can beat him."

"Then Master, your plan..."

The Taoist boy looked at True Lord Purple Jade cautiously.

"It doesn't matter. The two of them are just fighting swords, not a life and death contest. Although it is not easy for Zhao Ju to win, breaking the world can't hurt him."

True Lord Purple Jade looked lazy, not worried at all that his plan would change due to this sword fight.

It's just that he is curious about how long this Zhao Ju can last in the hands of Qiankun.

Twenty moves?Ten moves?Five moves...oh, three moves.

"its not bad, right."

True Lord Purple Jade narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Jun who was knocked away by his long sword in the picture.

"Ten pills, bring them!"

Splitting Qiankun stretched out his hand towards Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun had no choice but to call out the gourd and send out ten [Hate-Repelling Boluo Pills].

At the same time, he stared at the sword in Split Qiankun's hand: "You're such a bully. With the Pure Yang Qi and your Pure Yang Sword, no one in the same realm can beat you."

Zhang Jun rubbed his wrist and was convinced.

He was completely unable to fight. His Qi Gathering Technique and his sword moves were wonderful, but he didn’t want to encounter someone like Splitting Qiankun who could defeat all forms of magic with one sword.

Coupled with the sword in his hand, it seemed to be able to enhance the power of pure Yang. With the cooperation of the two, the opponent's sword strike was struck down, and his own sword move was instantly defeated.

Zhang Jun could only go three rounds with his exquisite sword moves, and then he couldn't hold on any longer.

Splitting Qiankun waved his hand and threw the flying Biluo Sword to Zhang Jun: "I'll give you a chance. You can use the blessing of the sword tomorrow."

After saying that, he split the world and left with his sword.

Zhang Jun was not in a hurry to leave, and sat on the mountain overlooking the undulating sea of ​​clouds in front of him.

If he uses the blessing of the Taiping Sword Intent, how long can he fight against the Splitting Universe?

He stared ahead, his eyes shining brightly.

Then he called Da Fei out and held him in his arms. After a while, his whole body was flooded by Buddha's light. After closing his eyes for a long time, Zhang Jun let Da Fei go.

"Thirteen moves, this is your limit, not the limit of the Taiping Sword Intent. If you can understand the Taiping Sword Intent to another level, you may be able to fight against the Splitting Universe. If you can understand Doumu thoroughly. With swordsmanship, you have a [-]% chance of winning."

Of course, the results calculated above are all the results of the two people's fair sword fight.

If you let go of your methods, you have a [-]% chance of winning.

But when it comes to killing the universe, I'm afraid it can't be done.

The other party's Pure Yang Qi was too terrifying, compared to Song Guangming's Pure Yang Qi, it was simply not worth mentioning.

"Let's wait until tomorrow and try the Taiping Sword Intent again."

Ten pills at a time were a drop in the bucket for me. In comparison, being able to get Rift Qiankun to hone his swordsmanship for me was not a very cost-effective deal.

In fact, splitting the world is not a loss either. The elixir given by Zhang Jun is a great convenience for splitting the world.

Now this thing is incredibly valuable.

The 25 pills given by Zhang Jun were not enough for those princes, far from enough.

A grand ceremony will determine the future imperial power and throne. They can't just bring four people in.

Besides, this elixir can only last for one stick of incense at a time. What can five pills be enough for?
Not even enough time to roll around in bed with the beauty.

Splitting Qiankun can completely rely on this medicine to quickly get close to a prince and become his confidant. In that case, his status will immediately rise.

If this were not the case, why would Ri Qiankun use the slogan of revenge for his junior brother to hone his sword skills?

It seems like the two of them are fighting each other, but in fact this is more of a deal.

Therefore, despite his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks honest and honest, but he is no less clever than himself.

When we got back, it was already dark.

Zhang Jun glanced at Brother Han's room and didn't think much when he saw that he was not there. He went back to the room, called out Da Fei, stuffed an animal food pill into him, and let him lie on his body, closing his eyes. Let’s take a look at what we gained from this battle.

In the following days, Zhang Jun would receive calls to break up the world on time every day.

Zhang Junhui yelled and cursed as he and Li Qiankun headed outside the city.

Over time, everyone has become accustomed to it.

With Splitting the Universe as a whetstone, Zhang Jun's swordsmanship progressed faster and faster.

From the first three moves, they made rapid progress. In just half a month, without using the Taiping Sword Intent, the two of them were able to fight for more than ten rounds without losing.

I saw that Zhang Jun's Seven Pigs sword technique became more and more perfect. The seven sword moves had been completely broken up and reorganized. His sword skills were no longer limited to the original sword move framework.

Even Zhang Jun integrated the nameless boxing skills taught to him by Xue Haitang into his sword moves, so that his sword skills began to become agile and changeable. Sometimes they seemed like a violent storm, and suddenly they became gentle and continuous, with one sword thrusting out in several ways. Change is elusive.

In the audience, everyone was numb as they watched the two performers quietly.

Especially Song Guangming, every time Rift Qiankun took action under the pretext of avenging his junior brother, no matter how he looked at it afterwards, it seemed like he was siding with the enemy.

At first, the younger junior sister could follow the advice and explain to Split Qiankun, but gradually she couldn't explain it either.

If you say you win, then you win. Every time you win, you will smugly give some pointers to the other party, for fear that the devil will not make any progress.

Could it be any more obvious?

The only problem is that everyone can see that Rift Qiankun is siding with the enemy.

But splitting Qiankun every time he scolded Zhang Jun bloody, he was so righteous, and coupled with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, even if the righteous people wanted to accuse him of having an affair with the devil, they couldn't find any reason for it.

In fact, Zhang Jun also realized that Split Qiankun was helping him.

This kind of help has long exceeded the bet between the two of them. It is Li Qiankun's sincere help, even if he looks like he needs a beating every time.

After only half a month had passed, Splitting Qiankun seemed to realize that if he continued his behavior, he was afraid that it would be difficult to deal with him after he returned, so the two of them gave it a go for the last time. Splitting Qiankun no longer left any room for a crazy attack. Zhang Jun was a little out of breath.

In the end, after holding on for 130 moves, the Biluo Sword was split apart by Qiankun.

"Trash, you haven't made any progress for so long. If I try harder, you'll lose. It's really boring. I won't come again. I've got enough pills."

After Li Qiankun put his hands on his hips and raised his head, he stood up and left with his flying sword without saying another word of nonsense.

Zhang Jun got up and took two pills to regain his breath.

I couldn't help but feel a little grateful in my heart. Although Splitting Qiankun didn't give any instructions on swordsmanship this time, he suddenly changed his approach during the sword fight this time and attacked crazily. He was constantly feeding himself with moves.

These moves are very subtle, and I am afraid it will take a long time to digest them before I can fully understand them.

In order to prevent omissions, Zhang Jun simply did not go back. He sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and called Da Fei to lie in his arms, studying the sword skills carefully.

It took three days to thoroughly analyze the sword technique of Splitting the Universe.

My mood immediately improved, so I rode back on the big fly and wandered back.

Every time I come and go in a hurry, I fail to take a closer look at the beautiful scenery of this competitive world.

Treat today as a day off for yourself and walk back slowly.

There is nothing interesting to see in the mountains and forests at this season. It is just gray as far as the eye can see, and the leaves of the trees on the mountains have long withered.

Riding on the village roads, there is a different scenery.

Just waiting for Zhang Jun to swing back to Yingtian Mansion on his big fly, before he could enter the door, he saw several officials on the roadside escorting a group of refugees towards the city gate.

Zhang Jun didn't care at all. There were porridge shops, cotton-padded clothes, and a place to live in the city. He could also work for the Ministry of Household Affairs to earn some money to spend the winter. It was always better than freezing to death outside.

But when he moved his ears, he heard the begging for mercy from the team in the distance.

"My lord, my lord! Please be merciful and let me go. My mother can't survive alone in this ice and snow. Please be merciful, my lord."

A 40-year-old man fell on the officer's lap, crying and begging for mercy.

Instead, he was whipped to the ground by the officer. The officer touched the knife on his waist and said, "I asked you to work in the city and gave you food and clothing. You still don't know what to do. It's not up to you whether you go or not today!"

When the man saw this, he gritted his teeth and wanted to run away.

However, the officer quickly kicked him to the ground with quick eyes and hands, and pulled out the long knife from his waist: "You don't know how to behave, I will chop off your head first."

After saying that, he raised the long knife and started to chop. However, just when the long knife was about to fall on his neck, a sword light emerged from Zhang Jun's fingertips.

"Bang!" The officer's sword flew away with a sound.

Before the official came to his senses, Zhang Jun jumped down from the cloud with a dark face, frowning and said: "Bold, Lang Lang Qiankun, you dare to kill people randomly!"

The officer was startled, but when he saw Zhang Jun's fourth-grade official uniform clearly, he couldn't help but be shocked and quickly knelt down on the ground and explained: "Your Majesty, I am just trying to scare him because of my humble position. I have no intention of committing murder. Please don't misunderstand me."

"Is it a misunderstanding? You think I can't see it?"

After Zhang Jun finished speaking, he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned around and helped the man on the ground up. He was still wearing new cotton clothes, but his face was horribly pale.

"Uncle, why don't you go to the city? There is a porridge shop in the city, and the Ministry of Revenue will build you a house and give you money."

The other party looked at Zhang Jun tremblingly. When he heard this, he looked him up and down. Seeing Zhang Jun's young appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head and squeeze out a smile.

"It's not that we don't want to go, it's that we can't go. My mother is still in the dirt cave outside. If I go, I will starve to death."

"It's easy. Just take the old lady with you to the city."

The man shook his head and did not dare to speak.

When one of the other refugees saw this, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "You idiot, don't you dare say anything, I'll tell you."

"To shut up!"

The officer's expression suddenly changed and he immediately scolded the other party.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jun slapped him and flew him away. Looking at these refugees, he suddenly felt an extremely bad feeling in his heart.

"You guys, tell me everything you know."

The courageous refugee took two steps forward and said, "It's a dead end when you enter the city. The Ministry of Household Affairs arrests people everywhere. They say nice things, but they go to work for the adults to repair their houses for free without paying them. That's all. Let’s eat the rancid porridge and water, and we’re talking about sending cotton-padded clothes. Look, is there any cotton in these cotton-padded clothes?”

As the refugee spoke, he tore open his brand-new cotton-padded clothes. When Zhang Jun took a look, he was immediately stunned. It was actually filled with black straw...

(End of this chapter)