Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 520 Cultivation Success
It is said that Zhu Minghuang gained a lot from participating in the master succession ceremony this time, but Wei Yi only came for a while, which can be regarded as gaining some knowledge.

After that, the two returned to the palace safely.

Then, each has its own things to deal with.

Wei Yi knew very well what he had to do, that is to find a way to cultivate his inner strength, and then cultivate the little grass in his room.

This little grass is a baby.

The future is about his plans.

How can not give him to forget.

As for internal strength and the like, he only needs to find a certain amount of time every day and practice hard for an hour, which is enough.

After all, first-class masters are unparalleled in the world.

Originally, he created his own Celestial Silkworm Magic Art when he was in the inner scene state, but in the first-class state, he can be called a master of the school.

Say something rude.

Even in today's world, there are quite a few first-class real masters and master masters, both openly and secretly.

But he felt that he could also rank above the middle.

If it is really hard-hearted.

Ordinary masters at the master level can be boiled to death by him.

After all, he has also visited those old managers in the palace in recent years, and both sides have also communicated.

He also has a clear understanding of himself.

To put it bluntly, he is a master!
Therefore, among people of the same level, when there is little threat to him, he naturally has to take his attention away from cultivation.

After all, no matter how much you cultivate, you can't achieve it overnight, and you have to take your time to achieve immortality.

After all, some things can be obtained without seeking inwardly.

If there are no corresponding resources.

I'm afraid he can only die in his own position at the age of 70 or [-] just like those first-class master masters in the past.

Although they are still unrestrained.

But with enough resources, they could have lived longer.

It can only be said that under such poor resource conditions, most of the masters open and close every day, using their internal strength to fight, and they always die very quickly.

The intake of external nutrients is not timely.

Most of them starved to death.

After all, they only know that their internal energy is depleted, and they can adjust their breathing back through meditation, but they can't feel the source of life that is gradually burning.

Otherwise, compared to the eight sects, look at the old masters inside the Taoist sect.

Look at those old eunuchs in the palace.

Which one didn't live to be 70 years old, 80 years old, and finally stuck before the 90-year-old deadline.

And the heads of these martial arts are relatively miserable. Basically, almost none of them live to be over eighty.

More than 60 to [-] is the average.

In order to prevent himself from repeating the same mistakes, Wei Yi can only work overtime and work hard.

Since external resources are not enough.

Then I will forcefully rely on my own ability to create enough external resources.

Since the underlying masonry is not enough.

Then I will stack it layer by layer for him.

As long as one lives long enough, there will eventually be a time for detachment, and even if one does not detach, one can learn a lot of experience.

Anyway, that's the end goal.

There is no need to discard the scenery on the way, and you can also look at it to increase your own knowledge.

so.

After returning to the palace, Wei Yi found a hundred flower pots, and carefully began to cultivate the grass that he cultivated.

But this is life after all, and it has to go through the cycle of four seasons, so it must not be too fast.

Time is basically counted in years.

Under normal circumstances, it can mature once a quarter or a year.

So he also made up his mind that he must cultivate it year after year. As long as he can succeed this time, the benefits he will get will be great.

Moreover.

Because of the particularity of his research, the old emperor and Zhu Minghuang in the palace also paid close attention to Wei Yi.

Even, a lot of hidden in the deep mountains, the previous generation in the small Po Taoist temple, the Daoist Daoist who protects the country one after another also jumped out.

Good guy, a group of old men are added together, they are almost 1000 years old, so many people surround him with these little grasses.

That really made Wei Yi a little flattered.

After the observation, these old men didn't leave at all, and lived in the Mingxin Palace directly, and each of them was very familiar with the whole palace.

After all, they used to be the masters of this hall, one after another, or they simply practiced together in this hall for several generations.

Suddenly, more than a dozen real-life characters popped up.

Even the old emperor was alarmed.

There is no way, because there are some older real people in the previous generation, and many of them are ancestor-level figures who enlightened the old emperor when he was young.

Even when the old emperor came, he had to be careful, for fear of accidentally knocking these old real people.

After all, these are national treasures.

Looking around, none of these hale and hearty old men with white hair and youthful faces is under 90 years old.

Here, I will name and criticize Master Zixiao.

Because this Daoist Daoist Protector of the previous generation was actually the youngest among the dozen or so old Daeshs.

When all the real people gathered together, he was the one who was in charge of serving tea and pouring water.

This is really frustrating.

After all, he is the youngest among many real people, even though he still has a junior named Wei Yi under him.

However, Wei Yiqing is born from blue and is better than blue. Even on the road of practicing longevity, cultivating vegetation, absorbing energy from outside, and cultivating one's own longevity golden elixir, all kinds of strange and thought-provoking theories are simply quack. .

That thought was wild.

All of a sudden, this group of old real people were taken aback for a while, all kinds of fairy secret recipes, this theory, and that theory, either Jindan or corpse dissection, what kind of bitter sea life spring, qi refining building Kei, that's a quick smoke coming out.

It was based on the various novels he had read, dozens of hundreds of cultivation systems, and worldviews all at once.

This group of well-informed and old real people were all stunned one by one.

So when I was in Mingxin Palace, I saw a very surprising scene.

That is, Wei Yi sat there with many old men and discussed the Tao, nourishing the many plants and trees in front of him with internal force from time to time.

As for the Daoist Master of Protecting the Country of the previous generation, Daoist Zixiao poured tea to many Daoist people very hard.

That's enough for real Zixiao's mood.

And there is also an idea of ​​activating yourself and enjoying yourself.

In such a practice of Taoism.

Year after year passed quickly.

During this period, Zhu Minghuang actually came to see the progress of Wei Yi's research.

After all, when it comes to this world, Zhu Minghuang can definitely be ranked in the top three in the degree of caring and caring for this plant.

But after coming a few times, he didn't dare to come.

After all, there is an old man in front of him.

He dared not speak loudly.

Even before he went to serve tea and water, it was Master Zixiao who was in charge of serving the many old masters.

But once he goes.

Then his status dropped directly to No. 1 from the bottom.

After all, he is still young, and he must respect the Daoist Daoist Protecting the Nation, especially the Daoist Zixiao, who is the previous generation of Daoist.

Wei Yi was called by the group of old real people to sit together and discuss the Tao, cultivate plants and trees together, and explore the way of longevity.

He, the young and inexperienced crown prince, could only serve tea and pour water in the crowd.

Don't talk about enjoying yourself.

Here, he felt really tortured.

After all, he really couldn't afford to mess with these old men.

Not to mention him, even his father, the old emperor, would have to bow his head and bow his head in front of these old men, and serve them carefully.

After all, except for Wei Yi, the quasi-true protector of the country, everyone else can be his grandfather at that age.

So after coming here a few times, Zhu Minghuang simply stopped coming.

It's just that Feihu, a spy from Tingfeng Pavilion, is sent over from time to time to investigate the news and see the progress.

Of course, the reason why he didn't want to come was not an absolute factor.

After all, he is the crown prince.

And now he is about to reach the age of more than 40 years old.

The father of the family can be regarded as an old man.

Now is also the age to abdicate and become the Supreme Emperor.

He also has to learn from his father to prepare for government affairs.

Nowadays, every morning when the court is in court, he is listening to the government as the prince.

And the old emperor intends to abdicate.

Therefore, [-]% of the things in the court today are approved by him.

As for the remaining [-]%, it was because the matter was too important, and his little shoulders couldn't carry it for the time being, so the old emperor could only do it.

Of course, he also experienced some things in it. The old emperor also explained the various techniques of manipulating people in the officialdom very thoroughly.

He also benefited a lot.

In a trance, five years have passed.

Today, Wei Yi is 40 years old.

During these five years, many heads of the eight major sects saw that the time was ripe, and one by one gave way to their respective big disciples.

So ever.

The new generation of masters of these sects in their 40s took over the position of head of the sect.

Start to open up their era.

And in the past five years, the old emperor has grown older, and Zhu Minghuang is about to take over all the affairs in the court.

Just at this time.

Just this day.

Just when many old real people are closing their eyes and breathing out the morning sun every morning.

Wei Yi walked out with a smile on his face, even holding something like rice grains in his hand while walking.

Not to mention how beaming the whole person was.

For a while, even if he had practiced for many years, his spiritual stance, which had already been freely retracted, unconsciously began to affect many real people.

Many real people smiled unconsciously.

However, old-timers are old-timers after all.

After feeling the abnormality in oneself, all the abnormal emotions are completely expelled by just breathing in and out.

But it's not too much.

Among them, the 140-year-old Chaoyang real person slowly walked down from the big rock on the ground, and then walked towards Wei Yi:

"Look at how happy you are."

"Could it be that the spiritual seed has been cultivated?"

This Chaoyang real person is the oldest among the many big real people, and he is also a figure from the ancestors.

According to this real person.

His life limit is only 140, so let's take advantage of this rare opportunity to come out and have a look.

After all, we have to look at hope, right?

Of course, the dozens of hundred-year-old real people in front of them also had the same idea in their hearts.

After all, the technique of breathing and exhaling they practice can also harmonize the five qi and make the qi and blood rush.

But now they are too old.

If there is nothing wrong with Wei Yi's research, as long as this is done, then martial arts training should be regarded as a visible way to reach the sky.

So they have to keep an eye on it.

Once they really find out that things are right, then they will make up their minds early and change the morning and evening lessons in many Taoist palaces.

But there is no need to change it now.

After all, the path of breathing and breathing has been walked for generations.

If there is no hope.

If there is no possibility for them to make a decision.

They, a group of old real people and seniors, would never gamble with the inheritance of the Dao Palace for thousands of years.

Looking at the old men one after another in front of him, Wei Yi didn't hold back, but stretched out his palms, showing what was inside.

"Just as the real man said."

"Being poor and fulfilling our mission, we have finally completed our many years of experiments, and we have cultivated something remarkable."

"Nowadays, things are done."

"Why don't you seniors have a taste?"

Looking into his hands.

I only saw dozens of grains in his hand, which were the size of rice grains.

However, compared to white rice.

This is crystal clear, like rice grains, but things of this size are silvery white.

It's like one small iron ball after another.

No fragrance at all.

Hearing what Wei Yi said, many big real people couldn't help being curious one by one:
"Then I'll try."

Although there are many big real people, some have provided some theoretical guidance in agriculture.

But Wei Yi is the one who really handles and nurtures these grass seeds with internal force, so they naturally don't understand as well as Wei Yi.

So ever.

Then I saw this group of old men taking a seed from Wei Yi's hand one by one.

Then, he opened the teeth that hadn't fallen out, and slowly and gently rubbed them to infiltrate with saliva.

During this process, no one spoke.

But the time is a bit long.

It took nearly a quarter of an hour, and Master Zixiao was the first to completely grind up the small thing about the size of a grain of rice in his mouth and swallow it into his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, he uttered a sigh of emotion:
"What a treasure in the world!"

"This kind of Lingmi will improve the situation of the people in the whole rivers and lakes."

Although the grass is just like weeds, they call the mutated grass the spiritual rice.

That seed is called Lingmi.

It can be regarded as an early definition.

Although the seed is only the size of an ordinary grain of rice, that grain of rice is enough to be worth a hundred-year-old ginseng.

It is very precious.

Thinking of this, Master Zixiao couldn't help but ask softly:
"How many seeds can you plant?"

"But can it achieve this effect?"

For these questions, it is better to ask the first-hand source of materials.

heard here.

Many other big real people couldn't help but look at them one by one, and they all froze their ears.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yi couldn't help but smile slightly:
"A primitive seed can cultivate a slightly inferior spiritual rice."

"As for a slightly inferior spiritual straw, there will be at least fifteen more spiritual rice on it."

"And these spiritual rice seeds can also be cultivated for the next generation to produce the same effect as ordinary ginseng."

"The fourth generation is slowly returning to their ancestors and becoming an ordinary plant."

"If we use ginseng as a comparison, the first generation of ginseng has a century-old seed, the second generation of ginseng has a few decades of seed, the third generation of ginseng has a few years of seed, and the fourth generation of ordinary vegetation."

"Moreover, even if the spiritual rice planted from a generation of seeds is planted in good land, it will only mature in a few years."

"If there is more chicken blood, duck blood, and animal blood, this time can be shortened."

"And it's easy to plant, as long as it doesn't hurt the roots, it can be thrown into the ground to grow."

"But it consumes too much land. If it is planted in Kyushu, it will feel like the loss outweighs the gain."

"And if it is planted in the Western Regions, where there are many mountains and rivers, it will be much more comfortable."

When he said this, he just waved his hand and asked the little eunuch who was waiting beside him to announce the good news to Zhu Minghuang.

After all, the seeds are cut for four generations.

As long as the first generation of spiritual rice seeds are under control, the Mingyue Dynasty will not be in chaos.

Naturally, Zhu Minghuang could also rely on these Lingmi to promote the strategy of the entire world to rush to the Western Regions.

After all, he knew that Zhu Minghuang had prepared a lot for the Western Regions in the past few years, and he was just waiting for his spiritual rice seeds to come out.

Today, everything is ready.

Just wait for the crown prince to succeed to the throne, then he can start a big business.

This time it will not be inferior to the big sail!

(End of this chapter)