Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 91: The Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, Huangquan Guiding the Way, Gentleman Seeing the Qi, Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body (10,000-word Chapter)

[Emperor Yin (Gold)]: Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, in charge of reincarnation, the supreme being in the underworld.

"Sure enough!"

When he saw the introduction of Yin Tianzi's fate, he was not too surprised. Everything was within his expectations.

With the advancement of the fate of [Iron Pen Judge], he finally achieved this golden fate - the Lord of the Underworld [Emperor Yin].

Immediately afterwards, a huge torrent of information flooded into his mind, giving him a deeper understanding of the abilities of [Yin Tianzi]'s fate.

The fate of [Yin Tianzi] is the lord of the underworld. It has inherited all the abilities of the two fates [Soul Catcher] and [Iron Pen Judge].

In addition, there are two unique abilities of [Yin Tianzi] in the inheritance.

The Yellow Springs Guide and the Seal of Reincarnation.

Huangquan points the way. As the Emperor Yin, he is the supreme being in the underworld, so Huangquan Road is naturally under the control of Emperor Yin.

After being promoted to the [Yin Tianzi] fate, you will be able to summon the Yellow Springs Road out of thin air.

This means that even without the Fengdu Pass, Fang Heng can set foot on the Yellow Springs Road at any time.

More importantly - freedom!
The Yellow Springs Road summoned by [Yin Tianzi] is not like ordinary Yellow Springs Roads. It has a clear destination.

The ordinary Yellow Springs Road is for the souls of the dead and leads to the underworld.

As for the City of Life and Death, it can only be regarded as a middleman, taking a cut of the profits between the world of the living and the underworld.

If the underworld had not been destroyed, middlemen like Life and Death City would definitely be severely punished.

However, with the destruction of the underworld, middlemen like the City of Life and Death were no longer in charge.

With the help of the fate of [Yin Tianzi], Fang Heng can summon the Yellow Springs Road anytime and anywhere.

but……

"We still need a signpost." A faint light flickered in Fang Heng's eyes, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The Yellow Springs Road can be summoned, but where it leads to is another question.

After summoning the Yellow Springs Road, Fang Heng also needs to set signposts to guide the Yellow Springs Road to the end.

This signpost is like the destination in a navigation software.

Without a destination, the navigation software has no idea where to go.

The beacon must be something refined by Fang Heng, otherwise it would be impossible to control and perceive it.

And, it needs to be hidden.

If the signpost is discovered by others, it will easily expose your whereabouts.

After thinking about it for a while, an idea in Fang Heng's mind was gradually perfected.

He took out a chess piece of all living beings, stroked it with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"It's you!"

Fang Heng's gaze fell on the white chess piece in his hand.

The chess piece of all living beings is the signpost chosen by Fang Heng.

On the one hand, the large number of chess pieces of all living beings means that he can leave enough signposts.

On the other hand, the chess pieces of all living beings are small in size and not easy to be discovered. They can also be hidden in the earth veins with the help of the chessboard of heaven and earth.

Unless the whereabouts of the chess piece is known in advance, outsiders will never be able to find it.

"Chessboard of Heaven and Earth, rise!"

Fang Heng pinched his fingers together and summoned the chessboard of heaven and earth.

The chessboard of heaven and earth appeared and spun above his head, transforming into a picture.

A map of the earth's veins slowly unfolded like a scroll.

Yujing City and the surrounding land veins all fell into Fang Heng's eyes.

The mountains, rivers, and the direction of the earth veins are all under Fang Heng's control.

It seemed as if the veins between heaven and earth were clearly visible before his eyes.

"go with!"

Fang Heng shouted softly and threw out a white chess piece.

The white chess piece streaked across the sky like a meteor and landed precisely in the earth veins.

Looking at the geomagnetic map, there is just an extra white dot.

The specific location of this white spot is exactly at the foot of Changqingguan Mountain.

This white chess piece is not only a signpost, but also the key to Fang Heng's layout. It will guide the Yellow Springs Road to this place.

"Huangquan shows the way!"

Fang Heng shouted in his heart and pointed his finger into the air.

The power of [Yin Tianzi]'s destiny was instantly aroused, and invisible waves spread out in the void.

In an instant, a deep, silent, and lifeless Yellow Springs Road appeared before Fang Heng's eyes.

This road is completely different from the ordinary Yellow Springs Road. It is full of intimacy and a sense of control, as if it was tailor-made for Fang Heng.

This is the authority that belongs exclusively to [Emperor Yin].

It only took half a breath to summon the Yellow Springs Road.

Not only is it far less than the half-cup-of-tea time it takes to get a pass to Fengdu, it is also less than a breath of time for Zhou Jueyin.

The speed of its appearance made Fang Heng overjoyed and his eyebrows danced with joy.

Zhou Jueyin escaped through the Yellow Springs Road, a move Fang Heng had been coveting for a long time.

Now, as the Emperor Yin, he has also mastered this move.

Moreover, it is more covert and faster than Zhou Jueyin.

With a flash of his figure, Fang Heng stepped onto the Yellow Springs Road, as if he had crossed the boundary between life and death.

The Yellow Springs Road travels through the void, which is the supreme magical power of the void.

It is deep and silent, as if leading to an endless underworld.

In less than three breaths, Fang Heng arrived at his destination - the foot of Changqing Temple.

"arrive!"

With a sweep of his mind, Fang Heng felt very familiar with the surrounding environment.

He had come to the foot of Changqing Mountain countless times over the years.

However, Fang Heng did not step out of the Yellow Springs Road, but remained hidden in the Yellow Springs Road, wandering in the Changqing Temple.

The Yellow Springs Road seemed to have become his refuge, allowing him to travel freely without being noticed.

He walked skillfully towards the cave of his senior brother Lin Yichen and felt a vast sword intent coming towards him.

The sword intent was as bright as the stars and as heavy as the mountains, which made people feel awe.

"Big Brother's Star Wheel Sword Intention is becoming more and more profound, and he is not far from the level of Sword Intention Resonance."

Fang Heng touched his chin and thought secretly in his heart.

At the same time, Pei Qingxuan's figure appeared in my mind.

Who is she?
Senior Brother Lin Yichen is already considered a top swordsman among the younger generation.

But no matter in terms of cultivation of Taoism or level of sword intent, he could only admit defeat in front of Pei Qingxuan.

"Could it be that she is a disciple of the Ten Great Dao Courts?"

"But...if she was a disciple of the Ten Great Dao Courts, how could she be bullied so badly by a governor of Donghai County?"

There was a hint of confusion in Fang Heng's eyes.

Then, this hint of confusion slowly turned into horror.

"Could it be that she is the one?"

"No way!"

Ripples appeared in Fang Heng's calm heart.

If we follow his guess and deduce, he is a disciple of the Ten Great Dao Courts, but he cannot rely on the power of the Ten Great Dao Courts.

Then there is only one candidate - the Sword Pavilion Saint who broke up with Sword Pavilion.

"Wait, she traded me for a magical item related to escape techniques, could it be used to escape marriage?"

The corner of Fang Heng's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that his unintentional action had brought trouble to Jiange, Shenxiao Sect and the Crown Prince.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Fang Heng continued to watch every move of his senior brother Lin Yichen.

After Lin Yichen finished practicing sword, he took out a piece of meteorite cinnabar.

The surface of the cinnabar was sparkling with starlight, as if it contained endless power.

Afterwards, Lin Yichen squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertips, dripped it onto the cinnabar, and began to concentrate on the ritual.

Seeing this, Fang Heng showed a hint of understanding on his face.

He knew that his senior brother had asked Leng Shangyun to complete the blueprint for refining the precious treasure, and he had a copy of this blueprint in his hand.

The main material for refining the precious flying sword is meteorite cinnabar.

"It seems that the materials for refining the precious treasure have been almost prepared by the eldest brother."

Fang Heng thought to himself, feeling pleased with the progress of his senior brother.

After observing his senior brother, Fang Heng did not stay for long, but continued to hide in the Yellow Springs Road and headed towards the cave of his master Taoist Xuanqing.

However, when he arrived at the cave, he found that Taoist Xuanqing was not there.

"Is it with the headmaster uncle?"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, guessed in his mind, and then fled towards the main peak, Qingdi Peak.

Taoist Xuanqing is indeed on the side of his uncle Changqingzi.

The two men sat opposite each other, with a pot of spiritual tea in front of them. The aroma of tea wafted in the air, and it was obvious that they were talking about something.

"Ok?"

Chang Qingzi raised his eyebrows, as if he had sensed something, and looked towards the ground in the southeast.

Fang Heng was shocked when he saw this scene.

He quickly retreated along the Yellow Springs Road.

After Fang Heng left, Chang Qingzi's frown not only did not relax, but became even more depressed.

He just felt a sense of being watched.

However, after careful investigation, nothing was found.

This gave Chang Qingzi a vague sense of foreboding.

Could it be that something went wrong with Changqing Temple’s mountain protection formation?
Taoist Xuanqing noticed that his senior brother was acting strangely and quickly asked.

"Brother, is there any problem in the temple?"

"It's okay, it's just a small matter, Junior Brother, don't worry."

Chang Qingzi shook his head, his expression returned to calm, and said lightly.

He did not tell Taoist Xuanqing what had just happened, but changed the subject and continued.

"Let's continue with the topic we were discussing."

"Luo Yu received a letter mentioning that Heng'er has mastered the Yimu Divine Thunder."

"What do you think about this matter?"

Taoist Xuanqing took a sip of the spiritual tea and spoke calmly, as if he had already prepared something in mind.

"What else can be done?"

"Of course, the old way."

Upon hearing this, Chang Qingzi nodded slightly and a smile appeared on his face.

The old method mentioned by Taoist Xuanqing is considered an old tradition of Changqing Temple.

Many disciples in the temple have their own affinity and have gained many opportunities.

Changqing Temple prides itself on being a prestigious and upright sect, so naturally it would not do something like robbery.

Therefore, since its founder, Changqing Temple has always adopted a conciliatory attitude.

Don't force.

But temptation.

Changqing Temple has many inheritances and treasures, which are exchanged with disciples. Few disciples can withstand such an attack.

After all, no matter how many opportunities a single disciple has, can they be compared with the foundation of the entire Changqing Temple?

Use the rich sect resources to exchange for connections with disciples.

This strategy can not only safeguard the interests of the sect, but also allow disciples to willingly contribute their earnings.

This kind of conciliatory approach is extremely effective.

Almost all the disciples of Changqing Temple in the past were willing to exchange the opportunities they had obtained with the sect.

In this way, the story snowballed, making the foundation of Changqing Temple even more profound.

In terms of power, the Yi Wood Divine Thunder is no less powerful than the Jia Wood Divine Thunder.

Magical spells and supernatural powers can be roughly divided into four levels: Lingshu, Xuanzhang, Dongzhen and Taiyi.

The Four Wonders of Changqing Temple, although they are called the Four Wonders in name, in fact, one of the Four Wonders, the Immortality Dharma, is far superior to the other three.

The three unique skills, Jiamu Divine Thunder, Changqing Danjing and Beidou Tiangang Sword, all belong to the Dongzhen level of magical powers.

Among the magical powers of Dongzhen, it is also the top one.

Only the immortal Dharma is the most core inheritance of Changqing Temple.

The true Taiyi magical power.

Taiyi magical powers are the most top-level inheritance in the entire Daqian.

Changqing Temple has a Taiyi magical power as its heritage, making it worthy of being a first-class sect second only to the Ten Great Dao Courts.

In fact, most practitioners practice inferior martial arts that are not even as good as Lingshu.

A single Lingshu method is enough to establish a sect or a martial arts school in a remote place.

The Xuan Zhang method has become the mainstay of cultivation in the Daqian Dynasty.

Any sect that possesses the Dongzhen Dharma can be called a first-class sect among the countless sects.

As for the Taiyi magical power, it is not available to anyone except the ten great Taoist courts and the royal family.

Only a sect like Changqingguan, which stands out among the first-rate sects, has such inheritance.

It can be said that for ordinary sects, a Taiyi magical power is the sect's guardian method.

Even if placed in the Ten Great Dao Courts, the Taiyi magical power is less than the amount of a palm and is extremely precious.

Non-core disciples have absolutely no access to it.

How to trade for Taiyi Divine Thunder from Fang Heng?
Chang Qingzi was not too worried. He did not believe that anyone had refused the Taiyi magical power.

Even though Fang Heng was a prince, he had the opportunity to come into contact with the royal family's Taiyi magical powers.

However, no one would think that there are too many magical powers of the level of Taiyi Shentong.

"After a while, I will pass on our sect's immortal method to your precious disciple." Chang Qingzi said with a faint smile.

"Will you teach me now?"

Taoist Xuanqing raised his eyebrows, secretly surprised.

Senior brother is too bold.

Heng'er is only at the third level, and he's already been taught the Immortality Technique?
"Brother, the Immortal Technique is extremely difficult to cultivate. Heng'er is only at the third level. If he rashly cultivates the Immortal Technique, it will probably not only be useless, but also damage his foundation."

"After Heng'er is promoted to the fifth realm, then practicing the Immortal Technique will be safe and sound."

"It's okay. Take this immortality pill. Let Fang Heng take it before practicing."

As he spoke, Changqingzi took out a green jade bottle from the Xumi Ring.

The green jade bottle contains the holy medicine of Changqing Temple - the Pill of Eternal Life.

Taoist Xuanqing quickly took the jade bottle and did not give Changqingzi any chance to regret.

"Hahaha--"

"Junior brother, I will take your place. Thank you, senior brother."

As an elder of Changqing Temple, Taoist Xuanqing knows very well how precious the Pill of Eternal Life is.

It takes a hundred years to refine one furnace, and one furnace can produce as many as five and as few as three pills of the Everlasting Life Pill.

Because it is too precious, the Pill of Eternal Life has always been managed by the head of the sect personally.

Even he, the great elder, did not have any stock.

This time, Chang Qingzi spent a lot of money to trade for the Taiyi Divine Thunder that Fang Heng had comprehended.

"Junior brother, please worry more about the teaching of the Immortal Dharma."

"It's another matter, which is more difficult."

Chang Qingzi frowned and sighed deeply. The worry in his eyes seemed to be solid and could not be dissolved.

Taoist Xuanqing understood what his senior brother meant and naturally knew who this person was.

Shenxiao Sect!
Taiyi Divine Thunder is the unique skill of the Shenxiao Sect.

What would the Shenxiao Sect think if they knew that their Changqing Temple also possessed the Taiyi Divine Thunder?
Will they come to Changqing Temple and force it to hand over the Jiamu Divine Thunder in the name of stealing the unique skills of Shenxiao Sect?
The Shenxiao Sect is also an expert in thunder magic, it is impossible for them not to covet the Jiamu Divine Thunder.

Now that Fang Heng has comprehended the Yimu Divine Thunder, it has undoubtedly given the Shenxiao Sect an excuse.

After the two discussed it for a while, they still had no clue.

"Ugh--"

"We'll discuss this later!"

"If the Shenxiao Sect really comes to force us, the worst that can happen is that we can just give them the Jiamu Divine Thunder."

"Just think of it as a loss."

"If that's all, that would be fine!"

"I'm afraid the Shenxiao Sect's appetite is far more than this."

When Taoist Xuanqing heard what his senior brother said, he was shocked and immediately realized that his idea seemed a bit hasty!

The ten great Dao courts are all birds of a feather, the same kind of jackals and wolves.

If they really come to your house, I'm afraid they won't give up easily.

……

Wangfu.

In an instant, Fang Heng had returned to the palace from Changqing Temple.

The whole process takes only three breaths.

Even an ordinary strong man in the tenth realm cannot perform this kind of escape technique.

Huangquan Guidance, a top-notch escape technique for sure!
After mastering the magical power of Huangquan Guidance, Fang Heng's ability to save his life has undoubtedly improved by several levels.

Theoretically, as long as the chess pieces of heaven and earth can be spread all over China.

He can travel freely in China.

Of course, this is just Fang Heng's ideal.

In fact, reality is far less perfect than ideal.

Spreading the chess pieces of heaven and earth across China is by no means an easy task; it is actually harder than climbing to the sky.

With Fang Heng's current cultivation level, the connection between the chessboard of heaven and earth and the chess pieces of all living beings is only a thousand miles at most.

Beyond a thousand miles, one can no longer use the chessboard of heaven and earth to sense the chess pieces of all living beings.

This means that the chess piece of all living beings has lost its function as a signpost.

Therefore, what Fang Heng could do was to plant a chess piece of living being in the earth veins every thousand miles.

In this way, within the range of all living beings' chess pieces, he can use the Huangquan Guidance, a magical power of escape, infinitely.

Just do it!

In Yujing City, the earth veins are under the control of Emperor Yuanchu.

Fang Heng was only able to peek temporarily with the help of the token, and he did not dare to make any big movements for fear of being discovered by Emperor Yuanchu.

Therefore, Fang Heng placed a chess piece of living being every thousand miles with Yujing City as the center.

In this way, the area within a radius of 5,000 miles is within Fang Heng's range of travel.

Moreover, as Fang Heng's strength increases, the sensing distance between the chessboard of heaven and earth and the chess pieces of all living beings can be increased.

This means that the range within which Fang Heng can reach in an instant can be expanded.

Maybe one day, he will be able to reach the entire China in an instant.

[Yin Tianzi]'s fate, in addition to the top-level Taiyi magical power of Huangquan Guidance, also gave Fang Heng the method of refining the Samsara Seal.

The Seal of Reincarnation, a divine artifact from the underworld.

According to legend, it is the foundation for the reincarnation of the underworld.

Through the inheritance of the fate of [Yin Tianzi], Fang Heng learned the method of refining the magical treasure, the Seal of Reincarnation.

The treasure, the Seal of Samsara, had just been refined and was an acquired spiritual treasure.

After the refining is completed, reincarnation is established, merits are accumulated, and it can return from the acquired to the innate, becoming a top-level innate spiritual treasure and suppressing the luck of an area.

Just by reading the introduction of the Samsara Seal, Fang Heng's eyes were burning with excitement, and he couldn't wait to refine the Samsara Seal immediately.

However, refining the Samsara Seal is extremely difficult and complicated.

Just the natural materials and treasures needed for refining gave Fang Heng a headache.

The Samsara Seal is based on the Nine Netherworld fragments. It uses the Tianyi Divine Water to wash away the filth, and then uses the Six Paths of Red Dust Qi as a guide to refine many natural treasures before it can be refined.

In addition, there are extremely strict requirements for the date and location of refining.

It needs to be refined on a pure yang day and in a very yin place.

The entire refining process made Fang Heng dizzy and astonished.

He had never seen such a complicated refining method.

Compared with the precious treasure, the reincarnation seal is nothing but child's play.

Suppressing the idea of ​​refining the reincarnation seal, Fang Heng looked at other destinies.

After promoting [Iron Pen Judge] to [Emperor Yin], Fang Heng still had 5,000 luck points, enough to upgrade the five purple fates.

After thinking about it, Fang Heng chose to advance to [Listening to Music in the Brothel] first.

"Listen to music in the brothel and get promoted!"

Fang Heng muttered to himself.

In the destiny chart, the red star symbolizing [listening to music in a brothel] undergoes drastic changes.

Countless fortunes poured into the red star, and the entire star began to boil in an instant.

A hint of mysterious purple appeared in the center of the red star.

It is like the rising sun, full of vitality.

The entire change lasted for several breaths.

Soon, this purple star stabilized in the fate map.

【Listening to music in the brothel】→【Gentleman observing the aura】

[A Gentleman Looks at Qi (Purple)]: Observe a person's destiny and recognize their talent. Thousand-mile horses are common, but Bole is rare. A true gentleman is someone who knows how to judge people.

A true gentleman?
After seeing the introduction of the fate of [Gentleman Watching Qi], Fang Heng couldn't help but think of the introduction of [Listening to Music in the Brothel].

In other words, listening to music in brothels is also a part of becoming a true gentleman?

However, whether it is [Listening to Music in the Brothel] or [Gentleman Watching the Qi], they both play a supporting role.

The main effect is focused on collecting information.

[A Gentleman Observes Qi] collects the talents of others and their future development prospects.

Identifying and promoting a good horse is the use of the "Gentleman Looking at Qi" destiny.

"call--"

"The selection of personal guards should also be put on the agenda."

"It's a good opportunity to test the effect of a gentleman observing qi."

Fang Heng pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

He had already made an appointment with his uncle Lu Zilong and asked Lu Zilong to train his personal guards.

Naturally, his training methods for personal guards were not as good as those of a military family like the Lu family.

Moreover, the training of the personal guards involves bloodshed.

Without blood, you will always be just a flower in a greenhouse.

Fang Heng came out and gave instructions to Yun Menglan.

"Announce this and select the palace guards in three days."

"All palace guards, servants, and servants, including farmhands, can participate."

Yun Menglan was slightly stunned and quite surprised when she heard Fang Heng's order.

What surprised her was not that Fang Heng wanted to select personal guards.

What surprised her was that Fang Heng's selection of personal guards was so broad.

Even the farm boys from farmhouses can participate in the selection.

For other princes, their personal guards were first selected from among the sons of the family, the collateral branches of wealthy families, or the children of wealthy families who had fallen on hard times.

In Yun Menglan's opinion, the Chu brothers are typical candidates for the royal palace's personal guards.

As for the farmer's son...

It really was a godsend for them.

Fang Heng didn't know what Yun Menglan was thinking.

Even if he knew, he would still choose his personal guards according to his own ideas.

Fang Heng will definitely insist on giving opportunities to children from poor families.

There is no other reason, this is in line with Fang Heng's three views and the knowledge he learned from history textbooks in his previous life.

Even if he is from a farming family, as long as he has outstanding talent, he will cultivate him.

As for resources?

He holds the Red Blood Spirit Peach in his hand, and is perfect for training low-level warriors.

What's more, compared with the children of wealthy families who are from side branches of aristocratic families or those who have fallen on hard times, the children of farmers from poor families, the servants of the royal palace and the children born in the family, their loyalty is more trustworthy.

The news of Fang Heng's selection of personal guards quickly spread throughout the palace.

The atmosphere of the entire palace seemed to be brand new, full of vitality and enthusiasm.

Even the old maids became more and more agile.

Even if I don't have the chance to be a personal guard, my son does!
As for the guards of the palace, they were ready to fight a big battle.

There seems to be only one word difference between guards and personal guards, but the treatment is very different.

The personal guards are his absolute confidants.

For these small people, becoming a royal guard would mean rapid advancement and bringing honor to their family.

The farms outside Yujing City also received Fang Heng's orders and selected strong young men from their own farms.

If someone is lucky enough to be selected, it will be a great thing for the entire farm.

This means that from now on, their farm will no longer be afraid of being bullied.

Even if you are oppressed, you still have the opportunity to reach the heaven of the "Ninth Prince".

……

East Palace, study.

The lights are bright and the atmosphere is solemn.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the prince's gloomy face.

The prince sat upright behind his desk, tightly gripping the letter from Chen Mu, the prefect of Donghai County. His knuckles turned white from the force, as if he was about to crush the thin piece of paper.

The eight words in the letter - "The orphan of the Huo family has come to Beijing to file a complaint"

It pierced his eyes like a sharp knife, making his face as gloomy as iron.

There was an unbreakable chill between his brows.

At the beginning, he sent the leader of the East Palace guards Xiao Juefeng and the guest official Liu Qi to Jiangnan to win over the descendants of the Huo family.

However, Xiao Juefeng messed up this matter.

After being rejected by the descendants of the Huo family, he became furious and wiped out the entire Huo family.

After the prince learned about this, although he was unhappy, he also tacitly approved of Xiao Juefeng's actions.

After all, cutting the grass at its roots and eliminating future troubles can save a lot of trouble.

But I never expected that the Huo family actually had an orphan.

Moreover, this orphan of the Huo family is so stubborn that he wants to go to the capital to file a complaint with the emperor.

This made the prince furious, and he smashed three of his favorite vases in a row.

Once the orphan of the Huo family is allowed to enter Beijing, it will definitely cause an uproar.

After all, Huo Polu was a founding general, so it would be better for him to enter the Yuntai Pavilion than not to do so.

What would the descendants of the twenty-four generals of Yuntai Pavilion think if they learned the fate of Huo Polu's descendants?
The rabbit is dead and the fox is sad?

They would certainly think that he, the prince, was cruel, mean and ungrateful.

If he becomes the emperor, what good life will these meritorious officials have?

He will certainly add fuel to the fire and collude with my restless brothers and secretly connect with them.

Even my father, facing such pressure, would probably not stand on my side.

"The Huo family must not be allowed to enter Beijing."

The prince gritted his teeth and said viciously.

His face was so hideous, like a demon from the underworld, enough to make children cry at night and keep silent.

"Your Highness, this matter was caused by me, so let me summarize it."

"The orphan of the Huo family? Pah!" "If she disappears and lingers on, I won't bother to pay attention to her."

"Since she has come forward, I will definitely take her head and reunite her with her parents in the afterlife."

Xiao Juefeng took a step forward, a cold light flashing in his tiger eyes.

It's like a sharp sword, emitting a deep and cold light.

This time, he won't make the same mistake again.

When the prince heard Xiao Juefeng volunteer, he nodded slightly.

As for the other people in the study, they remained silent.

Xiao Juefeng did not handle this matter properly, leaving some unfinished business.

However, considering Xiao Juefeng's identity, they were reluctant to say more.

As the prince's confidants, they knew that Xiao Juefeng's identity was definitely not just the leader of the guards of the Eastern Palace.

Xiao Juefeng, his father is a powerful elder of the Shenxiao Sect.

My mother and the prince's biological mother, Concubine Zhuang, are sisters of the same clan. Although they are five generations apart, they had a very good relationship before Concubine Zhuang entered the palace.

It can be said that Xiao Juefeng is a complete princeling.

It also represents the Shenxiao faction's support for the prince.

Such a person is not someone that ordinary guests like them can provoke.

"Juefeng, I'll leave this matter to you."

"Don't let me down again."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. This time, I won't show mercy."

Xiao Juefeng said in a cold voice with a flash of cold light.

"Where is the orphan of the Huo family now?"

"According to Chen Mu, the orphan of the Huo family is accompanied by a sword cultivator as a guard, and the two have already left Donghai County."

"Now, probably near Guide."

"The governor of Guide County is my confidant. I have written a letter for you to take with you."

"After arriving in Guide, ask him for help and make sure to eradicate the weeds completely."

Xiao Juefeng took the prince's letter and headed to Guide without stopping.

……

Time flies, and three days are gone in the blink of an eye.

The day for the Ninth Prince's Palace to select his personal guards arrived as scheduled.

The palace was filled with noise and bustle.

Many young men with simple faces looked at everything in the palace with curiosity.

The palace was magnificent, solemn and majestic, a scene they had never seen in their entire lives.

There are also maids in the palace. Even the lowest-ranking maid is a hundred times more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in their village.

Each one of them looks like a fairy.

However, before they could take a few glances, they were scolded by the servants and told not to look around and disturb the nobleman.

In the martial arts arena.

Fang Heng changed into a set of silver armor today and came to the scene in person, like an ever-victorious general, his eyes flashing across the young men.

At the same time, Fang Heng secretly activated the [Gentleman's Observation of Qi] destiny and observed everyone's luck and talent.

"Black luck represents bad luck."

"Gray luck represents bad luck."

"White luck is the luck of ordinary people."

"Red luck signifies great wealth and honor."

"Green luck is a sign of rapid advancement."

"Purple luck is only possessed by important civil and military officials such as the Three Prime Ministers and the Chancellor."

"As for the golden luck..."

Fang Heng's eyes narrowed and his gaze flickered.

He had only seen pure golden luck on himself until now.

According to Fang Heng's estimation, the prince's luck was at most purple with a hint of gold.

He has pure golden luck because he is blessed with a golden fate.

As for Emperor Yuanchu.

Fang Heng looked towards the direction of the imperial palace and saw a pure golden five-clawed dragon hovering in the sky.

It is magnificent. Every time Fang Heng sees it, he can feel the majesty and grandeur of the five-clawed golden dragon.

This kind of luck is simply not comparable to that of an ordinary prince.

Of course, luck only plays a part in a person's achievements.

A truly strong person can completely ignore luck.

Even bad luck can be transformed into good fortune with extraordinary strength.

In addition to luck, Fang Heng also noticed the talents of everyone present.

Fang Heng had to admit that it was difficult for a talented person to emerge from a poor family.

Luck is mostly white or gray.

Among the fifty, only one person has a hint of red in his aura.

As for those whose luck is completely red, there are very few of them.

As for talents, most of them are mediocre, just like ordinary people.

Of course, Fang Heng was prepared for this.

The advantage of poor families has never been a high proportion of geniuses.

The advantage of poor families is that they have more people.

Even if there is only one genius among ten thousand, he can still defeat the upper class through sheer numbers.

Even in the Daqian Dynasty, when spiritual practice was prevalent, this could not be changed.

"what?"

"This person's luck is green with a hint of purple!"

Suddenly, Fang Heng's eyes fixed, as if he saw something incredible.

There are actually such talents in the farm.

With the fate of "Gentleman Observes Qi", Fang Heng can clearly see the other person's physique, which is astonishingly strong.

The rich blood and energy, like a furnace, want to be released from the body.

"A top-notch martial arts talent!"

"It's actually the Dragon Elephant Tyrant Body!"

Fang Heng's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing considerable satisfaction.

I didn't expect that when selecting my personal guards, I would actually find a young tiger.

If the personal guards had not been selected from the farm this time, perhaps this person would never have had the chance to appear in front of Fang Heng in his life.

This person has a dragon-elephant body and top-level martial arts talent.

His physique is as strong as a dragon and a tiger, and his practice of horizontal training method makes rapid progress.

If he joins the army and practices military tactics, he will definitely become a peerless general.

"What's your name?"

Fang Heng pointed at the big guy.

The big guy was stunned, as if he didn't expect Fang Heng to call him by name, and he suddenly became nervous.

He stuttered and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"I...I am a commoner, my name is...Tian...Dashan...I live in...Tianjiazhuang..."

Tian Dashan?
Um--

It fits the style of a farmer's family very well.

"Tian Dashan, this name doesn't sound steady enough. How can you be the commander of my personal guards in the future?"

"I'm not going to reveal my name just to be laughed at."

"From now on, you will be called Fang Zhongyue."

Fang Heng said in a resounding voice.

When these words fell into the ears of Fang Zhongyue, a simple and foolish big man, he was stunned.

For a moment, I was completely unable to react.

It was only with the help of a servant from the palace that he finally came to his senses.

"Why don't you thank the prince for the name!"

The servants and guards in the palace all showed expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

square!
This is the national surname!

How noble!
This big fool was so lucky that he was given the royal surname by His Highness.

As for why Fang Heng values ​​this silly boy so much.

Judging from his physique, he is obviously a potential martial artist.

Today, in front of everyone, he bestowed the surname of the country on you, probably with the intention of buying the horse's bones for a huge sum of money.

There are also many maids with watery eyes, which are alluring and charming, like fairies, and their minds are full of thoughts about how to eat chicken.

After a moment, Fang Zhongyue finally came to his senses.

He has become rich!

Bring honor to the family!

Not only was he given the royal surname, he also became the commander of the royal guards.

"Fang Zhongyue, thank you for your promotion, Your Highness."

boom--

boom--

boom--

The sound of Fang Zhongyue's heavy kowtow echoed in the martial arts arena.

His treatment made everyone present jealous.

Everyone hopes that they can become the second Fang Zhongyue.

Especially the young man who came from Tianjiazhuang like Fang Chongyue, his eyes were as red as an angry mad bull.

If Fang Zhongyue can do it, why can't they?

With the example of Fang Zhongyue, everyone knew that Fang Heng was serious and not just talking.

The following selections became more lively and intense.

The young men present tried their best and exerted all their might.

As the sun sets, the sunset glow dyes the sky red.

On the martial arts field, the young men were sweating.

The slightly warm sunlight stretched their shadows long and slanted.

"Next, I will announce the candidates for my personal guards."

Fang Zhongyue stood in the martial arts arena with the list that Fang Heng had marked, and spoke to everyone.

Status and treatment have a really big impact on a person.

After becoming the leader of the personal guards for just half a day, Fang Zhongyue's aura became much more calm.

Most of the youthfulness and immaturity on his face had faded away.

"Su Xin, you are the captain of Team One."

"Gu An, you are the captain of the second team."

"Shen Lang, you are the captain of team three."

"..."

When they heard who they had chosen, they would either cry with joy or hug each other in ecstasy.

As for those who were not selected, they all cried bitterly and watched their chance to rise to prominence slip away from their hands.

Fang Heng saw all the various states of being, and could not help but sigh.

How similar is this scene to the announcement of the imperial examination results in ancient China?
"Pity……"

"The number of people selected is not large enough!"

Fang Heng shook his head, slightly disappointed.

Among the personal guards selected this time, only Fang Chongyue can be considered a great talent.

The Dragon Elephant Tyrant Body is a top-level martial arts talent. If it is well cultivated, it is expected to become a strong man of the tenth realm in the future.

There are still opportunities in the eleventh and twelfth realms.

As for the ten captains, three of them have superior root bones and seven have medium root bones.

These seven captains with average physique are considered to be the tallest among the short ones and can barely become captains.

There was no significant difference between him and the other twenty guards who also had medium physique.

As for whether they can hold on to the captain's position, it depends on their own efforts.

Fang Heng will also promote other ordinary guards as long as they perform well.

Under his rule, apart from loyalty, the most important principle is that the capable are promoted and the incompetent are demoted.

Under each captain, there are ten ordinary guards.

In total, Fang Heng recruited 111 personal guards this time.

With Fang Heng's current financial resources, he can still afford to support these personal guards.

"It would be great if we could hold an imperial examination!"

"All the world's talents are within my reach."

Of course, Fang Heng could only talk big.

The establishment of the imperial examination system, a major event that affected the entire world, was not something he could promote at all.

If you force it, the only outcome will be destruction.

He still remembers Emperor Li’s lessons clearly!

It was naturally no problem for Fang Heng to conduct this kind of selection that ignored all identities in his own palace and farm.

Anyway, the palace and the farm are his private property, so he can do whatever he wants with them.

Apart from the royal palace, even if this were done within one's own fiefdom, it would cause considerable backlash, let alone extending it to the seventy-two counties of Daqian.

After confirming the candidates for the personal guards, Fang Heng invited an old guard from the palace to serve as an instructor for everyone and teach them martial arts techniques.

Seven days later.

Under the guidance of the old guard, this group of young men have finally gotten started.

This is also the advantage of martial arts.

The threshold is low.

It can be accomplished quickly in the early stages.

Compared with Taoism, it requires much fewer resources.

"Greetings to Your Highness!"

Fang Zhongyue came to pay his respects with a group of personal guards, shouting loudly, interrupting Fang Heng's thoughts.

"Yeah! You look in good spirits!" Fang Heng nodded with satisfaction.

The mental outlook of these people cannot be described with just the word "good". They are simply as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

For them, these few days have been a complete transformation.

They were still immersed in joy and had not yet come to their senses.

Fang Heng nodded slightly and took out the Red Blood Spirit Peach from the Sumeru Ring.

Pure blood energy is condensed in the red blood peach.

Everyone present couldn't help but breathe faster the moment they saw the Red Blood Spirit Peach.

The way he looked at the Red Blood Spirit Peach was as if an old pervert had seen a peerless beauty.

The Red Blood Spirit Peach has such a terrifying attraction to low-level warriors.

Under everyone's eager gaze, Fang Heng distributed the Red Blood Spirit Peaches to everyone.

"Chongyue, you have four spiritual peaches."

"Su Xin, Gu An, Shen Lang, three of you."

"...Two spiritual peaches for the twenty of you, and one for the rest."

Fang Heng’s distribution is very fair.

It is distributed according to one’s root bones. Those with strong root bones will receive more, while those with poor root bones will receive less.

If you treat everything equally, no one will be able to find fault.

Especially those dozen or so young men who have average aptitude but have not become captains. They are even more ambitious and want to bring down the captain.

"This time, the distribution of spiritual peaches will be based on your aptitude."

"Of course, this kind of good opportunity only comes once."

"From now on, all natural treasures will be distributed according to merit."

"This includes your captaincy. If someone under you surpasses you, you must step down and let someone else take over."

Fang Heng's meaningful voice echoed in everyone's ears.

It instantly aroused everyone's fighting spirit.

In the martial arts arena, more than a hundred people sat cross-legged and practiced together, which was a spectacular sight.

The rich blood energy gathered above the martial arts field and soared into the sky like a wolf smoke.

Among them, Fang Zhongyue's blood energy is the most concentrated.

As expected of the Dragon Elephant Overlord Body, his martial arts talent is truly terrifying.

In just a few days, he had already opened up a gap with others.

After swallowing the red blood peach, everyone practiced their skills and tried their best to refine the pure blood energy in the peach.

The blood and energy in the martial arts arena became increasingly intense.

It's like a furnace of blood.

It's like a storm of energy and blood.

boom--

In just less than ten breaths, Fang Zhongyue, who had taken the continuous spiritual peach, broke through to the second level of martial arts.

Skin grinding, blood transfusion, bone sacrifice, meridian unblocking, and orifice opening.

These are the first five realms of the martial arts training system.

After the enlightenment, the next step is to condense the true energy.

A warrior who has condensed the true energy in the sixth realm can take the Yuan Gang Zhu Tao.

With the blessing of Yuan Gang Zhu Tao, within a short period of time, he could compete with warriors at the seventh level of Dragon Elephant Realm.

boom--

boom--

boom--

After Fang Zhongyue’s breakthrough, his personal guards began to break through one after another.

The roar caused by the breakthrough, like frying beans, echoed in the air continuously.

boom--

The aura emanating from Fang Zhongyue erupted once again.

It's like breaking some kind of shackles.

Breakthrough again!

In less than a quarter of an hour, he broke through two realms.

The dragon-elephant tyrant body is so terrifying.

However, Fang Zhongyue's training has not yet ended.

After he swallowed all four Red Blood Spirit Peaches, the blood and energy in his body became so rich that it pulled his breath up like a wild bull, rising steadily.

Half an hour later.

The aura of the Tongmai realm emanates.

Breaking through three realms in a row is such a feat that is shocking and astonishing.

The other guards' eyes all changed when they looked at Fang Zhongyue.

If anyone was still unconvinced before, now everyone is convinced.

There's no other reason. Jealousy only occurs when the gap between them is not that big.

When there is a huge difference, you will only envy me.

The potential and talent displayed by Fang Zhongyue were indeed far beyond theirs.

No wonder Your Highness gave him a surname but not us.

Fang Heng watched Fang Zhongyue break through three realms in a row, nodded slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

He not only laughed at Fang Zhongyue's extraordinary talent, but also laughed at the extraordinary effect of the Red Blood Spirit Peach.

Although martial arts have a low threshold and consume little resources, they can be mastered quickly compared to Taoism.

However, the effect of the Red Blood Spirit Fruit completely exceeded Fang Heng's expectations.

Fang Heng was even more excited about what kind of magical peaches Taoyao would produce after she grew up.

"The strength has improved."

"But we are still far from being elite!"

Fang Heng touched his chin and thought secretly in his heart.

Only those who have gone through real combat, seen blood, and killed people can be considered elite.

"Next, I have to ask my uncle to help me train him."

Fang Heng had already made a decision in his mind.

If you want your personal guards to grow quickly, the fastest way is to follow the Lu family and participate in this battle for the divine general.

As long as you can come back alive, you will definitely be reborn.

……

Lu Mansion.

The Lu family seems to be very busy recently.

Especially the housekeeper of the Lu family, his hair turned white with worry.

In order to support Lu Zilong in his fight for the position of divine general, the Lu family spared no expense in training personal guards.

Money is spent like water every day, and the Lu family’s wealth is almost drained out.

The Lu Mansion's treasure house was so empty that a mouse could run through it.

It can be said to be stretched to the limit.

However, now that he has gotten involved in the battle between the divine generals, there is only one way forward and no way back.

Fortunately, there are two vacancies for the positions of generals this time.

The chances are twice as great as before.

Fang Heng came to the Lu Mansion in a carriage, wearing a solid mink fur coat that was very valuable.

The fur collar is soft and fluffy, trembling slightly in the cold winter wind.

It makes him look more elegant and graceful, and adds a touch of nobility between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Greetings to Your Highness!"

Lu Zilong brought Lu Xiaoyang to the gate to greet Fang Heng.

"Uncle, you are too polite."

"Let's go in first."

Lu Zilong brought Fang Heng to the study.

The three of them sat down, and after the maid made tea, she politely left.

Fang Heng took a sip of the spiritual tea carefully, warmed himself up, and then asked slowly.

"Uncle, how confident are you in this battle of divine generals?"

Hearing this, Lu Zilong showed a bitter smile on his face.

"Heng'er, to be honest, I'm not sure at all."

"The Lu family's foundation is not as good as the Cui family, not as good as the Gu family, let alone compared with the Wang family."

"Wang Fuzhi himself is a powerful person in the tenth realm, although we elders will not do it ourselves this time."

"But the level of the personal guards he personally trained is undoubtedly the highest among the ten families."

"What's more, the Wang family's foundation is one of the deepest among the ten families."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Fuzhi will definitely occupy a position as a Divine General."

"As for the other Divine General spot, both Gu Yunhe and Cui Heng have a chance, as their strengths are comparable."

"As for the other seven, their chances are slim. We can only try our best to fight for them."

Lu Zilong sighed. The current battle for the divine general was very pessimistic to him.

On the contrary, Lu Xiaoyang had the attitude of a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"Dad, don't be discouraged."

"As long as I'm here, I'll definitely earn you a divine general."

"In terms of strength, none of the younger generations from these ten families can surpass me."

"Most of them were defeated by me."

Seeing Lu Xiaoyang full of energy, Lu Zilong showed a gratified expression on his face.

Lu Zilong is very satisfied with his son, and he can be said to be his pride.

The Lu family has been in decline for a long time, but Lu Xiaoyang can still rely on his talent to become famous among the younger generation in Yujing.

If the Lu family was at its peak, Lu Xiaoyang would have soared to fame long ago.

"Ugh--"

"It's because the Lu family lacks foundation that you are holding back."

"The average strength of the personal guards is inferior to others!"

Fang Heng listened quietly to the conversation between the Lu family father and son, smiling without saying a word.

Only after he understood the Lu family's difficulties did he clear his throat and ask.

"Uncle, what is the strength of your Lu family's personal guards?"

This issue is very sensitive.

The personal guards are the lifeblood of every family.

If anyone else dared to ask this question, they would be kicked out by Lu Zilong.

However, Fang Heng didn't care.

Lu Zilong did not hide anything and spoke frankly.

"The Lu family's personal guards are generally at the third level, the captain is at the fourth level, the centurion is at the fifth level, and the sixth level is only for the personal guard commander."

Fang Heng nodded slightly when he heard this.

The strength of the Lu family's personal guards is indeed a bit shabby.

Judging from the top combat power of the Royal Guard, it's actually pretty good.

Lu Xiaoyang has the strength of the seventh realm, which is already quite good among the younger generation.

The guard commander is in the sixth realm, so-so.

But from the centurions to the captains, to the ordinary guards, it is not worth watching.

If the strength of the Lu family's personal guards can be improved to the average fourth level, they will not be a burden.

If he could recover to his peak state and reach the fifth level on average, he would be able to easily defeat the Gu and Cui families and secure a spot as a Divine General.

"Uncle, I have a method that can improve the strength of the Lu family's personal guards in a short period of time."

The voice just fell.

Lu Zilong and Lu Xiaoyang both looked at Fang Heng.

His eyes were full of anticipation and curiosity.

The Lu family exhausted all their resources, but still could not raise the average strength of the Lu family's personal guards to the fourth level.

What mysterious methods does His Highness the Ninth Prince have?

Under the expectant gazes of the two, Fang Heng slowly took out the Red Blood Spirit Peach and said with a smile.

"Please have some peaches, uncle."

(End of this chapter)