Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 11 Aunt Yun, the hermit has a clever plan

"not good!"

"Canxia mid-stage can't stop it!"

Taoist Xuanqing was like a frightened beast, with the hair on his back standing on end, and his calm expression disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, two brilliant rays of light burst out from the dark and deep eyes.

In an instant, Taoist Xuanqing quickly released his suppressed cultivation.

But it's still too late!

A deafening thunderstorm exploded in the backyard.

It was like a bolt of thunder out of the blue.

Another example is the first Waking of Insects in early spring.

boom!
The sound, like the clashing of bells, spread out in all directions.

A terrifying air wave, mixed with green thunder, swept away.

Wherever he passed, there was thunder.

At this moment, the area within a hundred steps turned into a pool of thunder.

The ground beneath Taoist Xuanqing's feet collapsed as if it had been plowed by a cannonball, and the ground was covered in charred black.

further away.

The rugged rockery collapsed in an instant.

The pool burst and filled with mist.

The flowers, plants and trees that the gardener had carefully cared for were now reduced to broken branches and ruins, leaving the ground in a mess.

"It's thundering?"

"It's Your Highness!"

In the study, Yun Menglan, who was sorting books, suddenly raised her head and looked out the window.

A hint of surprise and suspicion rose in her bright eyes.

In this thunder, she sensed the breath of His Highness.

"When did Your Highness learn thunder magic?"

Yun Menglan opened her red lips slightly and let out a cry of surprise.

Fang Heng's Jiamu divine thunder.

As quickly as it comes, it goes as quickly as it comes.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder dissipated.

The sky in the backyard returned to normal.

Taoist Xuanqing stood with his hands behind his back, still maintaining the appearance of a master.

Only his right hand, located behind his back, was shaking uncontrollably and looked charred.

"This talent..."

Taoist Xuanqing took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty.

Fang Heng was a little frightened when he saw the backyard which was almost reduced to ruins.

It was also the first time for him to use the Jiamu Divine Thunder, and he didn't take it lightly. He never expected that it would cause such a commotion.

"Master, how is my practice of Jiamu Divine Thunder going?"

"My disciple, you are extremely talented and have already reached the state of perfection."

"But...you can't be proud."

"My lineage has always had experience in cultivating the Jiamu Divine Thunder."

"Thinking back to the time when I received the teachings from my master and practiced the Jiamu Divine Thunder, I also achieved perfection in it." Taoist Xuanqing lied without blushing. He had good intentions in order to prevent Fang Heng from becoming too complacent.

"My disciple, you are worthy of being my successor. You have not brought shame upon the reputation of our lineage."

"You should consolidate your cultivation for now. Next month, I will teach you the other three unique skills."

After saying that, he didn't give Fang Heng a chance to ask any more questions.

Taoist Xuanqing transformed into a streak of green light and disappeared into the Ninth Prince's mansion.

Until leaving Yujing City.

Taoist Xuanqing stopped and raised his right hand.

There was a charred area on his right hand.

Like a burnt pig's trotter.

There is a faint aroma of meat.

Such injuries are considered serious even for warriors, not to mention ordinary people.

But for Taoist Xuanqing, it was not a big deal.

Activate the supreme skill of Changqing Temple [Evergreen Immortal Body].

I saw a green light flashing on my right hand, and vitality emerged.

In less than three breaths, his right hand recovered.

After healing his wounds, Taoist Xuanqing let out a long breath.

Recalling the time when he practiced the Jiamu Divine Thunder.

After ten days of mastery, he was called a genius who appeared once in a thousand years by his master, and the most gifted person in the history of their lineage.

Therefore, Taoist Xuanqing has always been proud of his talent in practicing Taoism.

He considered himself to be the most talented person in Daqian.

Occasionally, I hear rumors that there are geniuses in cultivating immortals who can learn it at a glance and achieve perfection in one day.

He has always scoffed at these rumors.

How could there be such a genius in the world?
To this day, he is considered to have had his butt pulled by a knife - his eyes have been opened!

There was satisfaction, praise and even burning excitement in the eyes looking towards Yujing City.

"Such a beautiful jade should be my disciple." "Without my guidance, your talent would be wasted."

……

Fang Heng watched his master leave in a hurry and shook his head.

Jiamu Divine Thunder is complete?

No!

He just cultivated to the state of flawlessness.

Because of the blessing of the [Jiamu Thunder Body], the power of the Jiamu Divine Thunder is three times that of an ordinary cultivator, which is why it was misunderstood by Taoist Xuanqing.

However, Fang Heng did not correct Taoist Xuanqing.

With his understanding of Jiamu Leifa, he can reach the perfect state within one month.

Yun Menglan walked up to Fang Heng holding a pile of books.

Her steps are graceful and slender, which has a unique and attractive charm.

"Your Highness, this is the file of all the officials in the Seed Selection Department."

"Aunt Yun, thank you for helping me sort it out."

"This is what a servant should do."

Yun Menglan bowed.

Her every move, self-discipline and courtesy perfectly demonstrated what it meant to be a lady in public.

It would be nice if she could have a charming side.

Fang Heng sighed inwardly, collected his thoughts, and began to look at the files of the officials from the Seed Selection Department.

As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy and you will be victorious in any battle.

Fang Heng went to the Seed Selection Department not to gild himself or to slack off.

He was planning to make a career.

A major event that benefits the country and the people.

Therefore, it is essential to understand the officials of the Seed Selection Department.

Especially the backgrounds of these officials.

Who is standing behind them?

Which prince? Or which prime minister? Which minister?
These are all things that need to be clarified.

Yun Menglan sorted the files properly and classified them into different categories according to their grade.

At the top is the doctor of the Seed Selection Department - Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi, a fifth-rank official, was the chief official of the Seed Selection Department.

He is also Fang Heng's nominal superior.

Fang Heng was a little surprised when he saw the evaluation on Xu Xingzhi's file.

He is an honest and upright official.

It turned out to be a person like Hai Rui.

This is really strange.

In feudal dynasties, it was even rarer than giant pandas.

As for the background...

No background at all.

After reading Xu Xingzhi's file, Fang Heng's evaluation of him was limited to eight words.

He has more virtue than ability.

He served as an official for twenty years and was incorruptible, so much so that his wife often complained about him.

On the other hand, Xu Xingzhi spent ten years in the Seed Selection Department.

The Seed Selection Department has not produced any results.

This shows his ability, even the word "moderate" is considered a compliment.

Putting down Xu Xingzhi's file, Fang Heng began to look at the files of other officials.

The more he looked, the more surprised Fang Heng became.

All the officials in the Seed Selection Department have no background.

"Aunt Yun, are you sure there are no omissions in the file?"

"Are all the officials in the Seed Selection Department without any background?"

Fang Heng frowned and asked.

Yun Menglan nodded her delicate head and slightly opened her red lips.

"Your Highness, the Seed Selection Department is a low-paying job. It doesn't pay well, and it requires traveling through mountains and rivers, which is very hard work."

"If they had any background, they would have been transferred to other departments long ago."

"I see!"

After listening to Yun Menglan's explanation, Fang Heng touched his chin.

Then, he curled his lips and sighed.

"It won't be long before the seed selection department becomes so profitable that people will be bloated."

Curiosity flashed across Yun Menglan's beautiful face.

"Your Highness, what kind of benefits can the Seed Selection Department bring?"

"The mountain man has a clever plan!"

"Auntie Yun, you'll know after a while."

Fang Heng smiled mysteriously without further explanation.

Fang Heng knew too well how huge profits seed companies like Monsanto made in later generations.

(End of this chapter)