Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Tang Ning asked: "How many spiritual stones are left from last year's funds?"

Wei Xian said: "There are still 15,400 spiritual stones, all of which have been distributed."

Lu Guangdao: "According to the previously agreed distribution plan, Junior Brother Wei will account for 50% of the extra spiritual stones. Excluding your and me's share, the rest will be shared equally among the managers."

Tangning nodded: "What about our share of the industry outside the Kezong sect? Isn't it time to talk about it now? The New Year has just passed."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into silence for a while.

Wei Xian glanced at Lu Guang, saw him nodding slightly, and said: "Our department has a total of six external properties, Qingxiao Tower in the south of Jiangxi, and Xiangshan Jifang in the east, west, and north of Jiangxi."

"And a shop in Pingjinjifang and Wanyanshan in southeastern South China."

"There are also Wanxiufang and Qianyuan Shop in the southern part of Beiyuan."

"Each property pays us five thousand spiritual stones every year, for a total of thirty thousand spiritual stones."

Lu Guangdao: "Originally, we had some industries in Qinchuan, Longyou, Beiyuan, and western South China. Since the Demon Sect occupied these places, those lofts, gambling houses, and shops no longer pay us spiritual stones."

Tangning didn't ask much about the cost of the spiritual stone. He had made it very clear before that he just wanted to know the specific finances of the department and had no intention of intervening. Now was not the time to propose a reform plan.

The three of them chatted for a while about the department's financial matters and then dispersed.

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Time flies, and years pass by in a hurry.

At the Middle Finger Peak, in the cave, Tang Ning looked at the abundant clam spitting out crystal tears, feeling overwhelmed with joy.

I saw more than a dozen crystal clear branches growing on the stone shell covered with ancient and vicissitudes of life. One of the branches was three feet long, with a black and white clam shell growing on the top, which was very beautiful.

As the clam shell opens and closes, a water droplet the size of a fine bead will be squeezed out. The water droplet is funnel-shaped, crystal-like in color, crystal clear, like an ice sculpture, and like human tears.

Tang Ning had not closed her eyes for ten days. Finally, she waited for the moment when the clam spit out her beads. As she watched the black and white clam open and close, a drop of crystal tear was squeezed out. He hurriedly caught it with both hands, fearing that it would fall to the ground. , contaminated with dust.

The crystal tears fell between his palms and immediately turned into a puddle of water. They contained extremely pure spiritual power, which was purer than anything he had ever seen before.

Tangning couldn't bear to waste this hard-earned drop of spiritual fluid, so she wiped the water stains from her palms into her eyes. In an instant, she felt a cool air flow straight into her heart, like a heavy rain washing away the mud-covered skin. , indescribably refreshed.

Especially between the eyes, there is an unprecedented refreshing and bright feeling, as if the sun is seen through the clouds, and the rocks are revealed when the water falls.

Like breaking through the golden shackles and tearing apart the jade locks.

Tangning closed her eyes and savored it carefully.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and what he saw became brighter.

The tiny gaps between the surrounding stone walls that he had never noticed before were all visible to him, and the patterns on the leaves on the black vine trees were clearly visible to his eyes.

Those tiny and difficult-to-see details seemed to be magnified several times in his eyes.

Tang Ning was overjoyed. She didn't expect that just a drop of spiritual liquid could have such an effect. It was truly a rare treasure.

This object and the Little White Snake are both sealed in the ancient ruins of Jingbei. Logically speaking, its importance is no less than that of the Little White Snake. It is not known what specific effects this spiritual liquid can have.

Tang Ning believed that this product was not just about clearing the eyes. If she washed her eyes with this spiritual liquid every day, what effect would it have over time?

When he thought of this, he immediately became impatient, wishing that a few years would pass by in a blink of an eye.

On the crystal clear branches, after the Feng Clam spit out a drop of crystal tear, it closed tightly and refused to spit out the spiritual liquid.

The night passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the same hour the next day. The clam opened and closed again and spit out another drop of crystal spirit liquid.

Tangning did not hold it in her hands this time, but took out a black bottle and filled it with the spiritual fluid.

After that, the clam would spit out a drop of spiritual fluid every day until thirty days later, when the clam opened and closed as usual, it squeezed out a drop of crystal tear, which was put into a small bottle by Tang Ning.

Then there was just a "pong" sound, and the white and white clam shells fell from the black wooden branches.

Tang Ning was slightly shocked. How could this perfectly good clam shell fall off for no reason?

He put away the vial, picked up the clam shell that fell to the ground, and looked at it carefully, but found no signs of damage.

He thought for a moment and forcefully opened the clam shell, only to see that the original crystal clear, pearl-sized crystal bead inside had disappeared.

Tang Ning still remembered that when the Feng Clam opened and closed for the first time, he saw a crystal bead inside, but now it has disappeared. Could it be that this crystal spirit liquid was actually transformed by the crystal bead?

For thirty days and nights, the crystal beads melted away, so the clam shell fell off?

In other words, this clam shell can only survive for thirty days and spit out thirty drops of spiritual liquid.

Judging from the current situation, only one rich clam will grow on one branch, with a total of more than ten and five black branches. This means that a pot of fairy pearl clam can only spit out a maximum of 450 drops of crystal liquid.

It can't even fill a big bottle, which is too little.

I just don’t know if this abundant clam will grow again in the future. If it can grow again, it will take a long time, but it will be okay. If it cannot be born, I am afraid that it will only be possible with a bottle of spiritual liquid that is within reach. Not much use.

While Tang Ning was deep in thought, the storage bag at her waist suddenly trembled.

He flipped his left hand, took out the formation plate, pointed it at it, took the talisman floating in the thick fog into his hand, poured his spiritual consciousness into it, and a rich man's voice sounded, but it was Zhang Zhengyang, a disciple of Xuande Hall's Staff Department.

Tang Ning was a little confused, wondering why Zhang Zhengyang suddenly found her.

He put away the fairy mother-of-pearl clam and fiddled with it slightly on the array plate.

Outside the cave, a round-faced man saw the thick fog dispersing. He flashed and entered the inner room. When he saw Tang Ning in the auxiliary room, he bowed and saluted: "Disciple Zhang Zhengyang pays homage to Master Tang."

"What's the matter with you?" Tangning asked.

"This disciple has been asked by his master to ask Uncle Tang to come over and have a brief talk. Do not refuse."

"Who is your respected master?"

"Master Fang Xiaoyuan."

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Fang. I don't know why Senior Brother Fang condemned you to invite me late at night. Is it Uncle Luo's intention?" Tang Ning asked. This Fang Xiaoyuan is Luo Qingshui's first disciple and is currently the deacon of the Military Staff Department of Xuande Hall.

"Disciple, I don't know. Master only said that he would like to invite Uncle Tang to come over to discuss important matters."

"Okay!" Tangning stood up and left the cave with him.

Zhang Zhengyang said: "Please go ahead, Uncle Tang. I will also invite several other uncles."

Without saying anything, Tang Ning turned into a ray of light and flew away into the sky. After a short while, she came to a cave and handed the talisman into the room with her hand.

Not long after, the thick fog rolled, and a ray of light flashed out from inside, revealing the figure of a tall and broad man. He was Luo Qingshui's second disciple Yang Chang, who was currently serving in the transfer department of Qingxuan Hall.

"Senior Brother Tang, please come in quickly." Yang Chang nodded.

The two of them entered together, and Tang Ning asked, "Senior Brother Fang has always lived in seclusion, focusing only on his spiritual practice. Today, I suddenly summoned Tang here. What's the important matter?"

Yang Chang said: "This is not the place to talk. Senior Brother Tang, let's go in first and we will know when the time comes."

Seeing him like this, Tang Ning felt a little suspicious, but she didn't ask any more questions. The two of them walked into a spacious hall, and saw several people sitting inside. Sitting on the main seat was a tall man with a leopard head and ape arms. A man with gray temples.

It was Fang Xiaoyuan, Luo Qingshui's first disciple and the deacon of the Staff Department.

There were five or six men sitting on both sides, including Ma Ningyuan, the deacon of the Xuande Hall Supervision Department.

Xuande Hall, Prison Department, Deacon Kong Min.

Xuande Hall, town government department, inspector Liu Yuan.

Xuande Hall, Palm Seal Department, Deacon Sun Chaoyang.

Secret Academy, Security Department, Deacon Xue Jing.

Including him, the seven people here are all deacons or inspectors who hold great power in various ministries.

Tangning was slightly shocked when she saw this. Fang Xiaoyuan's purpose in inviting so many people here was obvious. He vaguely guessed the reason for this banquet.

Everyone nodded to him, and Tangning returned the greetings one by one.

"Junior Brother Tang is here, please take a seat quickly." Fang Xiaoyuan said with a smile on his face.

Tang Ning followed her instructions and sat down next to Xue Jing, the deacon of the security department. In front of everyone's stone benches was a desk with some fruit wine on it.

Fang Xiaoyuan said nothing more after inviting him to take a seat. Everyone sat upright without saying a word.

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside, and a man with a tiger body and a bear waist walked into the hall. It was Jia Liang, inspector of the Mountain Protection Section of the Foreign Ministry.

Everyone nodded to him, Fang Xiaoyuan also greeted him to take a seat, and Jia Liang sat down opposite Tang Ning.

As time passed, several more people came to the hall one after another.

They are Qingxuan Hall, where they are appointed to adjust the department and oversee Xu Yuan.

Qingxuan Hall, Audit Department, Deacon Cheng Jianfeng.

Yuan Yidian, External Imperial Department, Deacon Zhang Yu.

Yuan Yidian, Yuan Zi Department, Inspector Xun Tiancheng.

Inspector Xie Baoxuan, Department of Alchemy, Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Department of Internal Affairs, Formation and Flags Department, Deacon Duan Xuan.

Department of Communications, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Deacon Ge Yunhui.

Everyone took their seats, fifteen people in total.

There are five departments under the three halls of Xuanmen, six departments under the three academies, plus the department directly under the Secret Academy, the department directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the department directly under the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the head of the family, there are a total of thirty-seven departments and departments, and the operation of the entire sect , all fell into the hands of these thirty-seven ministerial leaders.

There are about sixty people in actual power in each department, including deacons and inspectors, and there are only fifteen people gathered in this hall.

There is no doubt that those who can be invited here are all people from Luo Qingshui's family.

Fang Xiaoyuan raised his wine glass and said, "Everyone is here. Thank you brothers and sisters for taking the time out of your busy schedules to come to this humble house and make my little temple shine. Please drink this cup together."

After he finished speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, and everyone also raised their glasses and drank it too.

Fang Xiaoyuan filled another glass of wine and said, "All of you are respected and trusted by Master. There are no outsiders here, so I'll get straight to the point. I invite you all to come here today. I really need your help with something."