Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 92: The Magical Use of Luck, the Method of Advancing to the Tenth Realm

The moment the Red Blood Spirit Peach appeared.

Lu Zilong and Lu Xiaoyang, father and son, were shocked at the discovery.

The blood and energy in their bodies actually showed signs of restlessness.

As for the source of the restlessness, it was the red spiritual peach in Fang Heng's hand.

Lu Zilong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the Red Blood Spirit Peach with the same gaze as a giant dragon looking at treasure.

He claims to be a martial arts master and a veteran in the army. What kind of martial arts tonic has he not seen?
But he couldn't recognize the origin of this spiritual peach in front of him?
Lu Zilong spoke slowly, his tone filled with deep surprise.

"Heng'er, what is this spiritual peach?"

"Red Blood Spirit Peach."

"I recently cultivated a kind of spiritual peach. Uncle, would you like to try it?"

Fang Heng spoke with a smile, a calm expression.

Hearing this, the surprise on Lu Zilong's face became even more intense.

I have heard for a long time that my nephew is good at cultivating spiritual roots.

How long has it been since the Holy Emperor Rice was cultivated?
A new kind of spiritual peach has been cultivated?
Judging from the appearance, it is quite extraordinary!

At Fang Heng's invitation, Lu Zilong and Lu Xiaoyang took the spiritual peach and swallowed it in one gulp.

The peaches melt in your mouth.

The tender peach flesh melts in your mouth instantly, and the sweet juice bursts out.

It was like nectar, flowing from the twelve-story building into every part of the body.

The abundant blood and energy flowed through the bodies of the two people.

Both of them were accomplished martial artists, and they immediately realized the extraordinary nature of this spiritual peach.

Such pure blood and energy, without a trace of impurities.

It can be transformed into one's own martial arts cultivation with almost no refining required.

This spiritual peach...

I want to eat a hundred of them!

This thought couldn't help but emerge in Lu Xiaoyang's mind.

Although the Lu family is not as prosperous as it was in its heyday, he, the young master of the Lu family, has eaten a lot of good things.

The spiritual peach given by Fang Heng is definitely among the top three among many spiritual fruits.

Moreover, Lingtao has mild medicinal properties and is very suitable for low-level warriors.

For a low-level warrior, Lu Xiaoyang couldn't think of a better spiritual fruit than this spiritual peach.

"Uncle, cousin, what do you think?"

"This spiritual fruit is truly miraculous!"

Lu Zilong sighed, a solemn expression on his face.

He could see at a glance the significance of this spiritual peach to low-level warriors and to their Lu family.

The look he gave Fang Heng was no longer that of a junior.

"Little sister, you gave birth to a good son!"

"Sending my little sister to the palace was truly a stroke of genius!"

A hint of pride flashed through Lu Zilong's heart.

The better Fang Heng performs now, the more it proves the correctness of his decision to send his younger sister into the palace.

Compared with Lu Zilong, Lu Xiaoyang's Qi-cultivation skills are a little worse.

After he had refined the medicinal properties of the Red Blood Spirit Peach, he couldn't wait to ask.

"Your Highness, how effective is this spiritual peach on low-level cultivators?"

"Can it directly assist in breaking through the realm?"

Fang Heng took a sip of the spiritual tea and spoke slowly.

"This peach is called the Red Blood Spirit Peach."

"It can help warriors below the sixth level to break through bottlenecks."

"Each time you take one, the effect is halved."

"From the sixth one onwards, it can only replenish blood and energy!"

After listening to Fang Heng’s introduction to the Red Blood Spirit Peach.

Lu Zilong and Lu Xiaoyang, father and son, couldn't help but gasp.

Can I take five pills?
The sixth one only started to lose its effect!
This drug resistance is amazing!

Not to mention spiritual fruits, even elixirs that can break through bottlenecks.

The same pill, after taking three, has basically no effect.

You can actually take five Red Blood Spirit Peaches.

Absolutely priceless!

Low-level warriors, if they use up five spiritual peaches.

Those with top-level aptitude can at least break through three realms, or even four realms.

Even those with average aptitude can at least break through two realms.

If all of his personal guards took the Red Blood Spirit Peach, their strength would be improved by more than one level.

No wonder Fang Heng dared to say that he could improve the level of Lu family’s personal guards.

As long as the strength of the Lu family's personal guards increases by one level on average.

Then they will have the confidence to stand out in the battle for the divine generals.

Lu Zilong's hands, holding the white porcelain blue and white teacup, trembled slightly.

Even though he was a martial arts expert at the ninth level, he couldn't control his inner excitement.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the heat and excitement in his heart, he asked tentatively.

"Your Highness, how many Red Blood Spirit Peaches do you have?"

Hearing that his uncle had changed the way he addressed him, Fang Heng smiled in his heart.

Changing the name means changing the attitude.

I used to call him Heng'er to show affection as his uncle.

Now calling him Your Highness means talking to him from the perspective of the head of the Lu family.

"A few hundred Red Blood Spirit Peaches, no problem."

"I have used the Scarlet Blood Spirit Peach to train a group of personal guards for the royal palace."

"However, having never seen blood, you are just a rookie after all, and you won't be able to achieve anything!"

Fang Heng sighed, and his tone seemed to be complaining about the uselessness of the palace guards.

He held the teacup in his hand, and the lid tapped lightly against the rim of the cup.

Lu Zilong understood the elegant meaning of the music, his expression changed slightly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to have made some kind of decision.

"The competition for this Divine General is extremely fierce, and it will definitely take several tough battles."

"If Your Highness is interested, you might as well let them follow Yang'er and fight side by side."

"After going through a few bloody battles, you will naturally be able to stand on your own."

"Then I thank you for your kindness, uncle."

Fang Heng remained calm and nodded slightly.

Although Lu Zilong seemed to have not compromised, he actually paid a considerable price.

Let the palace's personal guards and the Lu family's personal guards fight side by side.

This is blatant sand-dipping.

Fang Heng went to the Lu family's personal guards to sow discord.

Of course, the Lu family can also sow discord among the royal guards.

But things like adding sand will definitely benefit the stronger party.

It is clear who is stronger between the Lu family and Fang Heng.

The Lu family used the fact of fighting side by side as a bargaining chip to trade the Red Blood Spirit Peach with Fang Heng.

It also means that Lu Zilong is bold enough and trusts Fang Heng enough.

The personal guards are the lifeblood of every family.

If you change a military general, even if it is Emperor Yuanchu, he will never be able to get involved in the personal guards of various families.

Fang Heng's move not only strengthened the Lu family's strength.

It also increased his influence in the Lu family.

To him, the Lu family is an in-law.

In a sense, in the fight for the throne, the role of the maternal relatives is even more important than that of the royal family.

They are the group least likely to betray the prince.

"Jingyu, come in!"

Lu Zilong called out, and the guards outside the door strode in with solemn expressions.

"Godfather, what are your instructions?"

"Take this peach."

Lu Zilong pointed to the red blood peach on the table.

Lin Jingyu didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even ask what the Red Blood Spirit Peach was. He just swallowed it.

It can be seen that his absolute trust in his adoptive father Lu Zilong has reached an unconditional level.

After Lin Jingyu swallowed the spiritual peach, he immediately sat cross-legged and practiced his skills to refine the medicinal power of the spiritual peach.

Lu Zilong pointed at Lin Jingyu and said to Fang Heng.

"Lin Jingyu is an orphan I adopted. He has excellent martial arts roots, not inferior to Yang'er."

"I adopted him as my adopted son. He has been cultivating his mind diligently over the years, and he hasn't let me down."

Upon hearing this, Fang Heng nodded slightly, activated the power of the [Gentleman Observing Qi] destiny, and secretly observed Lin Jingyu.

Above the head, there is pure green aura, like a canopy, extremely rich.

He has a top-notch martial arts aptitude, on par with Lu Xiaoyang.

Among the people Fang Heng had seen using [Gentleman's Observation of Qi], he was second only to Fang Chongyue.

Fang Heng nodded and said with a smile.

"Uncle, you are so lucky to have adopted a good adopted son."

"I first met Jingyu in the Health Hall."

"Heng'er, if you want to cultivate confidants, you might as well go to the Health Preservation Hall when you have time. The people in the Health Preservation Hall are all orphans, trained since childhood, and their loyalty is beyond reproach."

"It's just that the effects are slow to show. You won't see results in a short while."

Lu Zilong patiently explained to Fang Heng how to cultivate confidants, and Fang Heng listened with great interest.

Some concepts and methods are still worth learning from.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Lin Jingyu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly felt his blood boiling.

It was like the underground magma breaking free from its restraints and gushing out.

The blood and energy broke through the body and turned into a thick blood mist, spreading in the void.

Tens of thousands of pores all over his body were open.

It seems like it is swallowing and exhaling rich blood.

Faintly, a large blood-colored cocoon formed, wrapping Lin Jingyu inside.

The surface of the cocoon was glowing with a strange luster, as if it contained infinite power.

Lin Jingyu's aura was rising steadily as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

This strange phenomenon lasted for a full cup of tea.

A roar!
A loud bang echoed throughout the study.

The blood-colored cocoon shattered and turned into countless points of light that dissipated into the void.

A powerful aura swept out like a tide, filling the entire study, as if even the walls were shaking slightly.

An extremely condensed aura burst out from Lin Jingyu's body.

The silver energy was so condensed and pure that it seemed as if it was about to turn into substance.

One look at it and you'll feel like you're facing a sharp divine weapon or sword.

The sixth realm of martial arts—Zhen Gang!
Reward!

Although he had just achieved a breakthrough, Lin Jingyu remained calm and composed, showing no joy. He possessed an experience that was unbelievable for someone his age. "Thank you, foster father, for the gift of the treasure!"

"No need to thank me!"

"This is His Highness's spiritual fruit."

Lu Zilong stroked his long beard and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingyu hurriedly bowed to Fang Heng.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

After witnessing the miraculous effect of the Red Blood Spirit Peach in helping low-level warriors break through bottlenecks, Lu Zilong could no longer hold back and hurried to the Xuanjia Army camp east of Yujing City.

Lu Zilong is the lieutenant general of the Xuanjia Army, commanding 20,000 to 30,000 Xuanjia soldiers.

The Lu family's personal guards also practiced in the Xuanjia Army's barracks for many years.

Arriving at the Xuanjia Army's camp, Fang Heng immediately felt a solemn and chilling atmosphere.

Even the magic power in his body was slightly stagnant because of this solemn and sharp atmosphere, and the speed of its operation was slowed down.

As soon as I walked into the military camp, I saw nine huge black tortoise mechanical beasts lined up in a mysterious formation and training in the military camp.

Seeing these black tortoise mechanical beasts, Fang Heng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and reveal a curious look.

"Is this the Mohist mechanical beast?"

"Your Highness is right. This is the Mohist mechanical beast, the Myriad Spirit Turtle."

"The Myriad Spirit Turtle is good at defense and is indestructible. Cultivators below the eighth realm have no way to deal with it."

"The nine-headed myriad spiritual turtles can form a formation and cast the Kunyuan barrier, which is enough to withstand the attacks of the tenth-level cultivators and protect the entire military camp."

Lu Zilong introduced the mechanical beast, the Wanxiang Spirit Turtle, to Fang Heng.

Since the end of the ancient era of various schools of thought, the mechanical beasts of the Mohist school were absorbed by the Taoist school and became the puppet school.

Since then, pure mechanical beasts have become rare.

Only in the military can one see these bulky but powerful mechanical beasts.

The Wanxiang Spirit Turtle in the Xuanjia Army camp is thirty feet tall.

Each Universal Spirit Turtle requires the cooperation of ten veteran soldiers to operate.

Take action and the earth will shake.

On the battlefield, if there is no martial arts expert to protect them, for low-level martial artists, the All-Essence Spirit Turtle is like a killing god and cannot be resisted at all.

This is a mechanical beast that is more defensive in nature. It is a mechanical beast that specializes in killing and its power is even more astonishing.

Fang Heng watched the training of the Wanxiang Spirit Turtle with great interest for a while before following Lu Zilong to the camp of the Lu family's personal guards.

There were more than 300 personal guards of the Lu family, and Fang Heng took out 350 Red Blood Spirit Peaches in one breath.

It's like emptying the inventory.

If you want more Red Blood Spirit Peach, you can only wait for Taoyao to continue cultivating it.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Breakthroughs appeared one after another in the military camp.

Fortunately, Lu Zilong activated the formation in advance to isolate the inside and the outside.

Therefore, the noise of the breakthrough did not alarm others.

Otherwise, the other deputy generals, lieutenant generals and even divine generals of the Xuanjia Army would be envious.

Lu Zilong and Lu Xiaoyang's faces flushed red and they clenched their fists in excitement.

With the Red Blood Spirit Peach, their Lu family finally has the confidence to compete for the position of divine general.

Fang Heng, on the other hand, was no longer surprised.

He had seen a similar scene in the palace.

After waiting for an hour.

Among the Lu family's personal guards, one hundred people completed the breakthrough.

The overall strength has been improved to a higher level.

Fang Heng estimated that the remaining two hundred people should be able to break through if they take the Red Blood Spirit Peach again.

"Uncle, you have been stuck in the bottleneck of the tenth realm for many years."

"If you become a divine general, how likely are you to make a breakthrough?" Fang Heng's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zilong pondered for a moment.

"At least, there's a 70% chance of success."

Of course, this was Lu Zilong's humble words, and he didn't dare to say too much.

In his mind, if he could be selected as a divine general and break through the tenth realm, it would not be a sure thing, but at least he would have a 90% chance of success.

Why is the position of divine general so attractive to veteran generals in the army?
In addition to power and the treatment of being in charge of an army.

For martial arts masters, the greatest temptation is to be promoted to the tenth realm, which is the opportunity to reach the eleventh realm.

When Emperor Taizu of Daqian founded the country, he discovered a problem.

Those who are good at governing a country may not be good at cultivation.

Those who are good at cultivation may not be proficient in governing the country.

There are very few people who are proficient in both.

Such people are often extremely ambitious and may not be willing to work for Daqian.

Therefore, in order to resolve this conflict.

The Great Qian Taizu refined official seals and granted officials with the country's destiny as a guide to their cultivation.

A divine general is at least at the tenth level.

Because the moment the divine general obtains the tiger talisman, the national destiny in the tiger talisman can directly increase the divine general's strength to the tenth level.

For example, Lu Zilong, who was at the peak of the ninth realm, was stuck at the bottleneck of the tenth realm for many years and could not break through.

If you can become a divine general, you will be able to feel the mystery of the tenth realm in advance.

There is a high probability that this will be an opportunity to break through the bottleneck.

This opportunity to realize a higher level of realm in advance is a great opportunity for every practitioner.

This is also why there is such a high voice for Wang Fuzhi to be promoted to a divine general.

Because he himself is a warrior of the tenth realm, and his martial arts realm is far superior to that of his opponents.

A warrior like him who can be promoted to the tenth level without the Divine General Tiger Talisman obviously has greater potential.

He is also a candidate to become one of the Four Heavenly Marquises in the future.

The fourth heavenly marquis, the tiger talisman will grant the power of the eleventh realm.

Wu Xiang, twelfth realm!

The same is true for the civil servants.

The two aspects on the left and right are both the twelve realms.

Seven ministers and eleven realms.

Assistant Minister of Seven Ministries, the tenth realm.

The governor of the seventy-two counties, the ninth realm.

Of course, Daqian’s national destiny is not unlimited.

Only important officials of the imperial court or high-ranking officials in a certain region could enjoy such treatment.

The official seals of ordinary officials were not made by Taizu himself, so they could not store a large amount of national fortune, and therefore had no ability to improve their cultivation.

This is also why, in the Daqian court, thirty-six divine generals are a fixed number.

This is also why the Daqian court has a fixed number of seventy-two counties.

The county magistrate in the secret realm is lower than the local county magistrate.

Only Taizu could make this special official seal, and later generations could not imitate it.

This is also why Fang Heng was shocked when he learned that the Sword Pavilion Saint had suffered a great loss at the hands of the Donghai County Magistrate.

According to common sense, the strength of the seventy-two county governors is generally that of the eighth level strong men.

After taking charge of the county magistrate's official seal, he attained the ninth realm.

This kind of ninth realm can only be regarded as a pseudo ninth realm.

It is far from Pei Qingxuan, a ninth-level swordsman who is famous for his combat power.

Even so, it was not only Chen Mu who took action, but also other guest officials from the county magistrate's office.

But this record is still amazing.

Even……

Chen Mu's strength is so strong that it's a little weird.

There seems to be another hidden agenda.

"Then I would like to congratulate my uncle in advance on his advancement to the tenth realm." Fang Heng said with a smile.

He also knew his uncle's temperament, he was always steady.

Seventy percent is just a conservative estimate.

"Thank you for your kind words, Your Highness!"

Lu Zilong smiled modestly, with a hint of elegance.

If he could become a divine general and be promoted to the tenth realm.

Then their Lu family would have successfully revived.

The efforts of three generations have not been in vain.

When Lu Zilong was dreaming of reviving his family, Fang Heng was thinking of the tiger talisman of the divine general.

The Divine General Tiger Talisman can enhance the strength of its holder.

This is a wonderful use of luck.

Since I can control my own destiny, can I also refine treasures such as official seals and tiger talismans?

Fang Heng secretly thought that when his uncle became a divine general, he would borrow his tiger talisman to take a look, which might give him some inspiration.

Just now.

A loud roar sounded in the camp of the Xuanjia Army.

The sound was so loud that it reached the sky.

It was like the sound of a huge bell or a thunderclap.

Another example is rivers drying up and mountains collapsing.

Fang Heng perked up and looked in the direction where the loud noise came from.

I saw that the Universal Spirit Turtle Mechanical Beast, which was just in training, suddenly fell down.

Landed with a loud bang!

A thick cloud of dust was raised.

Then, amidst the thick dust, a commotion was heard.

Faintly, one could still hear the soldiers' cries of surprise.

"Possessed!"

"Wang Wu, he's possessed by a demon!"

The noise and clamor came one after another, becoming clearer and clearer.

When Lu Zilong heard this, his expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, and a deep frown formed on his face.

"Someone is possessed again?"

"Third time this month!"

Seeing Lu Zilong's terrifyingly ashen face, Fang Heng was curious about what the term "possessed" meant.

Lu Zilong's expression changed several times, his eyes darkened, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"In ancient times, there were hundreds of schools of thought all over the world, and a hundred schools of thought contended with each other."

“But later on, everything became lonely!”

"Your Highness, do you know why?"

"Isn't it said that the cultivation systems of the various schools of thought cannot compete with the three schools of martial arts and Buddhism?" Fang Heng said the next moment.

Lu Zilong shook his head and spoke earnestly.

"It's not that simple."

"This matter involves the mystery of the disappearance of various schools of thought."

(End of this chapter)