The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

In Lingtian Continent, three dynasties confronted each other.

Although the impact of the depletion of spiritual energy on mortals is not as profound as that on cultivators, it still exists.

The most obvious thing is that in the past, spiritual fruits could be found everywhere. Even if one did not farm or work, but only picked fruits to eat, one could live well, weighing more than 100 kilograms, and a hundred years old was not considered old.

Now, the situation has changed drastically.

After Li Shanhe of the Lingtian Dynasty gave up power, he did not just concentrate on enjoying his retirement and ignore worldly affairs.

Actually.

The most majestic eyes in the world have been watching the operation of the dynasty.

The assassination that day dealt him a heavy blow, but most importantly, it made him realize that times have changed.

Every era has its own rules.

The future monarch of the Lingtian Dynasty must be a young man, because they can adapt to the new rules better.

This man, dressed in imperial robes and with slightly gray hair at the temples, but still with an aura of majestic power, would often watch the competitions between the princes under him.

Some are a bit childish, some are quite commendable.

Not all of the more than four hundred princes are smart. Some are only suitable for cultivation, while others only like to be brave and fight.

Over the years.

Although he didn't have a clear idea of ​​what kind of person was more suitable to be the emperor, he already had a general direction and candidate.

"The fifth prince, Li Tianyu."

"Princess Taiping Li Tianxia."

Li Shanhe tapped the dragon throne with his fingers. Among the more than four hundred princes, these two were the most outstanding.

Not only did he adapt to the new rules quickly, but he also managed it quite well.

In addition, there were several other princes who were also within his field of vision, but they were not as dazzling as the two of them.

These two people repeatedly made suggestions and their analysis of the difficulties faced by the Xian Dynasty was quite reasonable.

What these two princes said were not empty words, they were actually speaking frankly that in the future, the Lingtian Dynasty would face a shortage of resources, whether it was food, minerals, salt, etc.

It is expected that this peace agreement will be torn apart within ten years.

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After being struck by lightning, the swordsman, whose body was somewhat charred, walked into a small town named "Zhao Yu", which means having more than enough every year. As the name suggests, the town is quite wealthy.

The swordsman walked into the tailor shop and said he wanted to choose fabric and have a piece of clothing custom-made. The style didn't have to be too complicated, just the same as what he was wearing now.

The owner of the tailor shop was a woman, a famous pretty widow in the area. She twisted her waist when she walked, and hung a sachet on her waist with a seductive fragrance. She attracted a lot of bad peaches, but her red lips were very smart, and she managed to deal with all the bad luck without getting involved. Her business even grew because of this.

Seeing the tall swordsman with an indescribable handsomeness, he was moved and picked up a ruler to measure his body.

It seemed normal at first, but as I measured it, I became excited.

This swordsman has an enviable figure. She has been running a tailor shop for so many years that she has gained some fame. She has received many orders from passing wanderers, local natives, officials in the court, and wealthy businessmen.

Although he is no longer in the underworld, he has come into contact with all kinds of people in the underworld. He has personally measured the burly men and slim women.

But she had never seen someone like the swordsman before, and when she was measuring his body, she thought that the best clothing for a figure like this would be to have no clothes.

What a pity, she can't tell her guests not to wear it.

The proprietress was skilled at her work, but in her heart she was complaining about her husband who had died long ago. If he were still alive, she wouldn't have to just tease men verbally to relieve her boredom.

When the boss lady was measuring clothes, she would always chat about random things, talking about underworld topics and telling dirty jokes, trying her best to make the other party feel uneasy.

Li Changxiao was amazed in his heart, thinking that every profession has its top talent. He felt that the proprietress was a person who could be compared with the chef Ding, just as the chef measured the size of an ox and the widow measured the size of clothes.

Soon, the proprietress finished measuring the size, dipped the brush into ink, wrote something on the paper, and finally took out the seal and stamped it. The order was then finalized.

There are many steps in making clothes. Cutting is only the first step. You also have to choose the fabric and so on.

The proprietress said that a batch of new goods had arrived in the store recently, which came from the Western Regions. They felt very silky and smooth. Clothes made of this kind of fabric must be comfortable to wear.

However, Li Changxiao didn't like it, so the proprietress introduced a few more items, with prices ranging from low to expensive.

Li Changxiao finally decided on a piece of expensive cloth, which made the proprietress' eyes light up. She thought that this swordsman was actually a rich man.

After paying the deposit, Li Changxiao asked when he could get it at the earliest. The proprietress smiled and said that if he paid more money, he would have priority and it could be delivered as soon as tomorrow.

Li Changxiao chose to add money without saying a word. He was still not short of money now, although he had not been able to change his habit of sleeping on the ground. The silver he carried on his body was often coveted by others.

However, in the end, they were all driven away by Rakshasas.

After purchasing the clothes, Li Changxiao left the tailor shop, followed the smell, went to the wine alley on West Street, got two taels of wine, and filled two wine gourds.

His white clothes were damaged by the lightning, and the gourd should have been turned into powder by the thunder, but Li Changxiao protected it with his spiritual energy.

After filling the bottle with wine, the shopkeeper wanted to give change, but the swordsman waved his hand, said it was not necessary, and walked away.

Passing by a restaurant.

The aroma of braised chicken legs wafts out.

The swordsman was tempted by the temptation and had a lot of loose change on him, so he grabbed a handful and bought two delicious duck legs in a sauce-flavored sauce.

The store wrapped it with oil paper.

The swordsman took out a duck leg and ate it while walking, attracting many children along the way to stop and stare at the juicy and delicious duck leg.

The world today.

Even the adults couldn't eat enough, let alone the children. They swallowed their saliva and wondered what the duck legs tasted like. It should be salty, not sweet, right? But how salty was it?

Li Changxiao saw that more and more children were coming, each of them swallowing their saliva and looking extremely greedy. Helplessly, he took out some more money from his pocket and threw it into the air.

The money fell into the hands of each child. It was not much, just enough to buy a chicken leg to try.

What surprised Li Changxiao was.

These children were obviously drooling over the duck legs, but when they got the money, they did not buy chicken legs. Instead, they ran home and gave the windfall to their elders.

Li Changxiao ignored it and walked straight out of Zhaoyu Town. There was a stone tablet at the entrance of the town. It was quite old. Under the polishing of wind and sun, the surface of the stone tablet was very round, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Once upon a time, people from the neighboring town hired a group of robbers at a large sum of money to steal the stone tablet in the middle of the night when no one was around. Later, their plot was exposed, and a large-scale fight broke out between the two towns.

The people of Zhaoyu Town worship this stone tablet as a god, because in these chaotic times, Zhaoyu Town has always lived a relatively stable life. Compared with other places, it can even be called a paradise.

The source of all this was that the mayor picked up a huge stone engraved with "Zhao Yu" from a river, moved it back to the town and placed it at the entrance of the town. From then on, everyone's life got better and better.

People in the town believed that it was this huge rock that suppressed bad luck and protected this place.

However, they are not wrong to think so.

Because this huge stone engraved with "Zhao Yu" once belonged to the Panlong Sect. Although it has lost its original magic due to the depletion of spiritual energy, it may really have the mysterious effect of suppressing luck.