Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 521 Temptation
Unsurprisingly, the success of the seed this time directly called Zhu Minghuang over.

even.

Even the old emperor, who was already living in the palace and didn't care much, was alarmed.

After all, he understands the importance of this matter.

Looking at the white and silvery seeds in front of him, Zhu Minghuang felt as if he was in a dream.

Look around.

These silver-white seeds, although there are only as many as one jade plate, are only a few hundred.

But it represents hope.

This is the seed of a generation. If the seed of a generation is planted, at least fifteen ginseng-grade spiritual rice will be born.

Centennial ginseng.

This is in the imperial dynasty, and it is definitely a control-level material.

Basically it's limited.

Except for a small amount of [-]-year-old ginseng that flows into the market every year and is used by those wealthy people, most of them are sealed and entered the treasury.

Millennium ginseng is even rarer.

If it's just an ordinary century-old ginseng, Zhu Minghuang doesn't care too much.

but.

The seeds inside are equivalent to tens of times the century-old ginseng, and they can grow down from generation to generation.

Although it is said that one generation is worse than one generation.

The fourth generation may be just ordinary vegetation, with the same effect as ordinary white rice.

But it's also great.

After all, such first-generation seeds, such as century-old ginseng, can be used by first-class masters to ensure their daily practice.

The second-generation seeds can be used by interior scene masters, so that they have plenty of energy and blood, and the internal strength is enough to cleanse the whole body without any worries.

Three generations of seeds can be used by ordinary disciples.

After all, one grain is equivalent to a few-year-old ginseng. Although the medicinal power is not significant, there are a lot of these things.

It is increasing from generation to generation.

When the first generation grows, there are fifteen hundred-year-old ginseng-level seeds. If all fifteen are planted.

That will reappear the squared effect.

Although the vast majority of people should only use one generation of seeds, they will not waste one generation of seeds and cultivate the second generation.

But who knows if they have these ideas?

After all, it's like cheating, like peeping at the secret recipe or something. Many sects in the whole Kyushu, as well as princes and nobles, have long been proficient in doing it.

Unfortunately, this is very difficult to succeed.

After all, Wei Yi had already made some preparations when he was working on this thing.

All the seeds that are taken out are seeds with obvious and hidden characteristics, and it is guaranteed that when the seeds are planted, they will definitely decline from generation to generation.

joke.

They have worked so hard for so many years, and the entire imperial court has exhausted the methods, and the seeds they have cultivated, if they are stolen by others.

That's really a bit of a joke.

Grabbing a silver-white Lingmi on the plate, Zhu Minghuang put it directly in his mouth, grinding it slowly with his teeth.

Because he has already achieved no omissions.

After scrubbing his internal strength, whether it is his teeth or his digestion, it is absolutely incomparable to extraordinary people.

In just a short while, with a few breaths, he had already ground it up and swallowed it into his stomach.

After a few breaths.

Zhu Minghuang slowly opened his eyes, and the whole person couldn't help but nodded slowly:

"Sure enough, the effect is no problem."

"Each seed can have the effect of ordinary common centuries-old ginseng after processing."

"It's really auspicious from heaven!"

When talking about the latter, Zhu Minghuang couldn't help showing a happy expression.

Immediately afterwards, he grinned at Wei Yi with that big mouth, and then said very happily:
"This generation of seeds is a real strategic material."

"For seeds of this strategic level, at least fifteen hundred-year-old ginseng can be planted."

"If you eat this hundred-year-old ginseng-grade Lingmi regularly, then the strength of many first-class masters in today's martial arts will definitely increase greatly."

"At least there will be no lack of internal strength. In this case, the Western Regions strategy will be easier to carry out."

Nowadays, the biggest problem in martial arts is the insufficient resources.

It can be seen from the major leaders.

Although it is said that one by one they have achieved the masters of the flawless level.

But the practice of internal strength is difficult.

Most of the first-class sect masters, that is, they can only put their internal strength outward for a long time, and those who can put their internal strength outward are masters.

Although it is related to their qualifications.

But if you really eat these hundred-year-old ginseng and thousand-year-old ginseng as food, accumulating one by one to the limit of five feet, then there is absolutely no problem.

After all, if you can't even reach the limit of your current internal energy accumulation, how can you progress to the next level?
Moreover.

There are also many masters in the Western Regions.

Although these people in the arena sometimes advocate that the arena and the court are not compatible.

But disputes between countries like Kyushu and the Western Regions, imperial courts, and even large areas of land.

Then they have to agree with the outside world first.

This is well recognized by all.

First beat the wolves outside, and then settle accounts with my brothers. My family fights lively, but when outsiders come, they must be the first to be beaten.

Looking at Zhu Minghuang's smiling face.

Wei Yi smiled even more happily. After all, Zhu Minghuang increased his determination to push forward, and the golden age he thought was not far away.

The imperial court promoted the war.

Promote the contention and plunder between the two continents, the East and the West.

This is no less than a great sailing sport.

Among them, there must be countless auras shining.

Absolutely overwhelming.

Perhaps in this, he can also gain something.

After all, his internal strength has been extended to a distance of three feet now, and this is just the result of his emphasis on quality.

When the celestial silkworm's inner strength is displayed, it is really like a silver thread, which is several times, even dozens of times stronger than the inner strength of ordinary first-class experts.

If it's really a fight.

He is not sure about the number one position in the world, but he will definitely not be able to run away from the number two position in the world.

It's just that he is low-key.

After all, he was able to create the Heavenly Silkworm Magical Art, and he was able to combine many martial arts cheats into one unique martial arts character.

Which one is not a genius?

Of course, there is no shortage of geniuses in the arena, what is really lacking are those who are unique and creative.

It doesn't take much.

It only takes a hundred years and a thousand years for a unique and creative character to appear, who can open up a new level of precedent for everyone.

Then the whole world will be full of vitality.

Pity.

The Mingyue Dynasty was 300 years away from the previous dynasty.

But for such a long time, no one has reached the realm of the former martial arts myth.

It can only be said that in the previous dynasty, the style of martial arts in the martial arts and various martial arts in the martial arts had indeed developed to a climax, a peak.

They can't get there just yet.

At this moment, Zhu Minghuang suddenly spoke, and said to Wei Yi in front of him:
"If the imperial court tries its best to develop, it will support it desperately."

"So how many generations of seeds can you produce at most in a year?"

This matter is very serious.

The output must be clarified.

Seeing Zhu Minghuang's appearance, Wei Yi extended a slap:
"Only [-] grains will be produced this year."

"But if it is next year, if there is enough land and mountain cultivation."

"At least I can give five thousand pills."

"And with the development of time, there will only be more and more seeds of this generation."

"In a few years, I will be able to guarantee that the masters in Kyushu will be able to eat a large bowl of first-generation Lingmi for every meal."

First-class masters eat a lot. If ordinary first-class masters really let go of their food, they can eat a whole cow, but a large bowl of rice can only be the bottom of the list.

But no matter how tall he was, he couldn't swallow the dose of hundreds of century-old ginseng in one meal.

This is not nutritional supplementation, this is courting death.

Although the words are exaggerated.

But Wei Yi's meaning is also very clear.

He has broken through the barriers of technology, and the next thing is to accumulate a large number of seeds every year.

If it weren't for this thing, the planting time would be relatively long, and it would be too labor-intensive, he would be sure to spread it all over the world within a hundred years.

Pity.

No matter how he cultivated it.

This thing consumes a lot of nutrients.

If he has no experimental error.

It's like a generation-level spiritual seed, planted on an ordinary fertile field, after only one generation, the field basically can't be planted.

At least it took five, six, seven or eight years to recover and weeds to grow slowly.

To know.

Nowadays, the world has a large population.

Even in some places to eat, you can only eat some wild vegetables, and you can't do it at all. Everyone in the whole Kyushu can eat well.

If he sows this kind of seed.

I'm afraid there must be a big famine, which will make the Kyushu Dynasty turbulent.

After all, sheep cannibalism is no joke.

When thinking about this.

The two couldn't help but looked at each other, and they all saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

Then, they said in unison:
"Western Region!" ×2
After the words fell, the two couldn't help laughing even more happily.

The Western Regions are sparsely populated.

Moreover, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, almost all are places where many mountains gather and accumulate, and the population is small, so it is not suitable for survival.

But if the land of the Western Regions is taken.

Then the medicinal materials needed by Kyushu, as well as this spiritual rice, can be planted in the endless mountains.

It is not necessary to completely win the Western Regions.

It only needs to take half of the land, and that is enough for all the masters above the internal scene in the entire Kyushu to eat a generation of Lingmi to their fullest.

This trip to the Western Regions had to be done.

Thinking of this, Zhu Minghuang couldn't help but patted Wei Yi on the shoulder, and then said very solemnly:
"Then it's time to trouble our Daoist Daoist Protector of the Nation, and you'll be the one to provide the seeds."

"Tell me what you need and what you want, even if I give you these three mountains and five mountains, I can still do it."

"Next year, my father will sit next to me."

"At that time, I will have interviews with many real masters. Within five years at most, the Western Regions Project will start, please!"

Seeing Zhu Minghuang's expression, Wei Yi waved his hands involuntarily, and said indifferently:
"Small problem, small problem~"

"Isn't that what Daoist Daoist Protector of the Nation does? The imperial court's food can't be eaten for nothing."

For a moment, everyone including a dozen real people laughed.

After all, they also ate meals from the court.

……

Five years passed.

Wei Yi is 45 years old this year.

And within these five years, one of them has become the current emperor, and the other has become the current Daoist Protector of the country.

It can be said that they cooperate seamlessly.

As for the old emperor, who is now the Supreme Emperor, he built a palace by himself, and retired in peace of mind.

After all, this is an old lover.

I have liked this queen all my life, of course, she is already a queen mother now.

Naturally, you can't indulge in the time before your death like your wife, the emperor.

Just at this time.

I only saw people flickering outside the capital from time to time.

Each one is several feet long.

Everyone has the lightness kung fu like a ghost.

Walking, like a land fairy.

Unrestrained and unrestrained, it is enviable.

Finally, nowadays, many heads of the eight sects on the surface are slowly gathering in a Huangzhuang Exchange near the capital.

Stop.

Looking at the acquaintance in front of them, several people couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Especially Dugu Chaoyun of Qiyun Mountain.

Looking at the seven old friends in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh:
"You all must have gained something. I don't know what kind of decision each of you has?"

Listening to Dugu Chaoyun's question.

Abbot Wu Hsing of Bodhi Meditation took a few steps forward, and then chanted the Buddha's name:
"Namo Amitabha~"

"My Bodhi Temple has received a reward from His Majesty's spiritual seed, and now it has achieved initial results, and the effect is extremely significant."

"I came here this time to repay Your Majesty. Your Majesty En Gao Deguang will definitely be a generation of Holy Emperor in the future."

"Such a king, how can I, the Bodhi Temple, not actively come to serve?"

Hearing the bragging of Abbot Wuxing, the other heads couldn't help but take a few steps back.

What a bald old donkey.

I didn't learn any martial arts.

The skill of flattering in the Bodhi Temple has been practiced to perfection.

But people didn't say much.

After all, they came here for one purpose.

That is the spiritual seed!
Three years ago, the emperor ascended the throne, and then called the heads of their eight sects for an interview.

Afterwards, each person was given twenty spiritual seeds.

Now that three years have passed, they have cultivated and cared for them carefully.

Many spiritual seeds have already been familiarized once.

After their experiments, each of these three hundred spiritual seeds is equivalent to a century-old ginseng.

This effect stunned them.

For a time, the resources of the disciples and elders of the various sects that have obtained the spiritual seeds have also increased a lot.

In the past two years, the sect has also produced a few geniuses.

Originally, they wanted to use this as a seed to grow more Lingmi, but they didn't expect the seeds to grow, but the effect was getting worse and worse.

In addition, the court's actions are getting bigger and bigger.

Naturally, the group of them had to come here first to find out the news, but no matter what, they couldn't run away as the vanguard of the Western Regions.

Take people's money and people to eliminate disasters.

They asked for nothing else.

As long as the current emperor opens up the channel for exchanging spiritual seeds, they can fight for the court.

If one is planted, it will be fifteen hundred-year-old ginseng.

No one can bear this temptation!

Even because of the sufficient resources, each of these masters has greatly improved their internal strength, and they all have an attitude of being better than blue.

Of course.

The reason why the Bodhi Temple was excluded among the crowd was entirely because of the eight sects, and he was the only one who belonged to the Buddhist sect.

Although other sects are not Daoist.

But more or less borrowed some Confucianism and Taoism.

So, naturally, I don't like bald donkeys very much.

It is an old custom to crowd out Bodhi Meditation together when you have nothing to do.

However, this Bodhi Temple is indeed tough.

The temples built in various places are also full of incense, especially the imperial court is also supporting this Bodhi Temple.

For a while, it was also incomparable in power and influence. It can be seen that it has a profound foundation if it can compete with Zhenwuzong for the leaders of these eight sects.

At this moment, only seeing the gate of Huangzhuang in the distance, an old eunuch in a brocade robe suddenly walked over.

And saw this old eunuch.

Many master masters couldn't help but become much quieter one by one.

Take a closer look.

If this old eunuch is not the old manager next to Zhu Minghuang, who is it?
It's just that Zhu Minghuang has become the emperor now, and the boss has naturally risen, becoming one of the few old ancestors in the palace.

Very senior.

(End of this chapter)