"Holy Son, please take a seat!!!" Meng Kun shouted at the top of his lungs, almost breaking his voice.

"Please take the seat, Holy Son!!!"

Everyone behind him bowed and saluted.

Zhao Xing, who was about to get off the boat, was startled.

Are you going to stop pretending?

In the past, when people talked about the Holy Son, they were mostly joking.

But Meng Kun directly led people to shout it out today!

Why is this happening?

The reason still lies in that imperial edict.

Emperor Jing asked Kunyuan Academy to hold a return ceremony, in which the arrangements for Shennong Hoe and Zhao Xing were clearly stated: "Xing takes charge of Shennong Hoe, makes Lingshan envoy, and annotates the meanings of sages' scriptures."

This means that Zhao Xing can at least initially grasp the power of Shennong's hoe, and arranges for him to go to the Lingxu Blessed Land in charge of Kunyuan Academy as a third-grade Lingshan envoy, so that he can concentrate on studying the scriptures and meanings of the sages Sinong.

Emperor Jing has said so, why is Meng Kun still pretending?

He immediately called the Holy Son.

"Can I get down here?" Zhao Xing was stunned and looked at Li Boqian next to him.

Isn’t it a bit bad to shout like that in public?

Now is not the ancient feudal era, what is Lao Meng doing?

"What do you think I'm doing?" Li Boqian rolled his eyes, "It's you I'm calling, not me."

If it were someone with a weak cultivation level, he would just bring things back and not receive such super treatment.

But who is Zhao Xing? He wrote "Three Yin, Three Yang and Six Qi Great Zhou Tian Lun" and "Annotations to the Two Classics"

and "On the Law of Things".

Compiled "Kun Peng Bian", "Chi Tianya", "Wanfa Cao Ren", "Han Hai Underground Palace"

...

He is the Dharma, he understands all principles, and his realm is high.

Now that people can master Shen Nong's hoe, the meaning is naturally different.

This is not because someone was lucky and came back with Shennong's hoe.

It is inheritance! It is the hidden meaning of the social god! It is the popular symbol of Kunyuan Academy!

While Zhao Xing was in such a daze, the roar of mountains and tsunami greeted him again:

"Please take the seat, Holy Son!"

There is nothing we can do, I have already shouted three times.

If you don't go, it will be just a show.

Helpless, Zhao Xing had no choice but to hold Shennong's hoe in his hand and step by step from the court's gift ship to the cloud road and arrived at the prepared car of Kunyuan Academy.

The vehicle is a treasure-grade Houtu chariot.

It is five meters long and ten meters wide. There is a sacred stone pedestal in the center, and behind the pedestal is the [Di Huangding]. This is another treasure-level artifact.

Such specifications have only been used once when Xuanyuan Qingtian raised the fifteenth Lingshan Mountain [Qingtian Mountain] in the world.

Now, Zhao Xing sat on it.

The roar of the fire phoenix and the clear chant of the heavenly dragon pulled the chariot forward.

The cloud paths were layered, moved to the left and right of the avenue where Zhao Xing was, and began to flow.

"Dong dong dong dong dong!"

After the erection, the Yunmen drum began to beat, and the musicians danced on both sides.

It does not block Zhao Xing's view directly in front of him. If he wants to appreciate it, he can see it at any time from the corner of his eye.

The court officials who saw him off all felt fresh when they saw him.

After all, this kind of scene may not be seen once in a lifetime.

The welcoming ceremony started from Dongshi County, and they walked around Daoyuanzhou for a full three months before returning to Kunyuan Academy.

The entire Daoyuan Continent knows that the peerless treasure, the Sinong Treasure, and one of the social artifacts, the ‘Kunyuan Divine Hoe’, has returned to Kunyuan Academy.

The person who brought it home was the third-grade Lingshan envoy, Shenweihou Zhao Xing!

Back in the academy, it's still not over yet.

There are more people here!

Xuanyuan Qingtian personally led the presidents, vice-presidents, doctors of economics, and basically all the brains from the five colleges to come and stand in front of Kunyuan Palace to wait.

Although it is said to be a social artifact, it is also a Sinong artifact! It is of great significance, so most of the powerful Sinong people from Shangluo Academy and Xuantian Academy also came.

Such as Ling Tianchen, the leader of the Houbian faction, Zhang Tianxing, a doctor of economics, and Hu Yang, the vice president.

Hengyuan of Xuanleiyuan, Geng Shouchang.

Sima Yunhai and Lu Chunhua of Yunzhongyuan.

There are also Wang Tianzhi, Wang Xuanyi and others.

Looking around, the concentration of powerful people in Sinong is simply overwhelming.

"If we send a spark to blow up this place at this time, the Zhou Dynasty will probably collapse in less than a hundred years." Zhao Xing thought boldly.

Doesn't it have to collapse? If this place is blown up, high-quality farmers will almost disappear.

It is impossible for high-level warriors to eat low-level food. Without high-level farmers to cultivate and maintain the stability of the world. In less than a hundred years, the overall strength of other high-level professions will also decline significantly.

"Tianning, when you first accepted a disciple, did you think of today?" Princess Youruo asked with a smile on a royal ship in the viewing area.

"Hahahaha, I, Liu Tianning, am dreaming, but I don't dare to have such a dream." Liu Tianning stood with his hands behind his hands, laughing with a rare heart.

Princess Youruo leaned into Liu Tianning's arms, and Ji Zixuan behind her immediately closed the door and retreated.

She went to another room to watch, and behind her there was a group of painters recording the scenes.

"Senior brother is really the son of luck!"

"I really didn't expect it." Geng Shouchang and Hengyuan were watching from a distance, "When I first discovered him in Canghai Cave, I just thought he had good talent. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would become such a big shot."

Heng Yuan also nodded: "When we went to recruit him, he was only in the fifth level? It has only been twenty-seven years."

"Not only did we gain such a harvest, we even recovered Shennong's hoe."

"Thankfully Sima Yunhai didn't stop it, otherwise he would be a sinner."

Sima Yunhai, who was standing next to him, tilted his beard and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You can talk about deeds without caring about your heart. When it comes to teaching, you Hengyuan didn't touch it at all. I at least taught him the methods of Yunmen!"

"Ah haha, I made a mistake. Brother Yunhai, don't blame me." Heng Yuan said cheerfully.

Sima Yunhai was angry because Pang Yuanzhen betrayed his master and wanted to take revenge on Liu Tianning. Not only did he fail, but he later helped Zhao Xing to do things.

Fate is really wonderful.

"Senior brother, did you hear that just now?" Hu Yang looked at Zhang Tianxing next to him. "It seems like people from Kunyuan Academy are calling the Holy Son?"

"I heard, isn't this nonsense?" Zhang Tianxing touched his head, "This is a public place, Kunyuan Academy is too shameless!"

"Who says it's not the case?" Hu Yang said, spreading his hands, "We also sent out Xuanyuan Qingtian's cars.

Even the Holy Son of ancient times should not sit on the Dihuangding and Houtu chariots."

"How shameless." Zhang Tianxing said sourly. "Zhao Xing wrote the Three Yin, Three Yang and Six Qi Great Theory of Heaven in Xuantian Academy Branch."

"No noise." Ling Tianchen glanced at the two of them.

Hu Yang and Zhang Tianxing immediately shut up and switched to sound transmission.

Ling Tianchen didn't bother to care about the two of them and just stared at Zhao Xing's figure.

He could feel that some kind of transformation had taken place in Zhao Xing.

Ling Tianchen had practiced the "Kiss Transformation" technique to an extremely advanced level, and he could feel the amazing changes in Zhao Xing.

"Could it be that his latent transformation method was sublimated in Longting?" Ling Tianchen thought, "It seems that he will have to be asked to go back to Wanhua Cave Heaven afterwards."

But it is impossible these days. Now is the glorious moment of Kunyuan Underground Palace.

Whoever wants to tell Zhao Xing to leave must be jealous!

"Luo, you have never experienced this style, have you?" King Tianyan asked with a smile.

"I have never experienced it." King Luo shook his head: "Your Majesty almost asked the six-price great dancer Ji Mengjun to dance."

Ji Mengjun did not come, but she was also a spectator, and she sent her disciple, a Wuthi Dancer, to join the team of ceremonial dancers.

However, I can't even envy this kind of style. If you want to get back a symbolic and peerless artifact, you don't have to have the strength.

"Please ask the Lingshan envoy to move!"

After arriving at Kunyuan Academy, Meng Kun finally restrained himself and stopped calling himself the Holy Son.

If you don't want to be called the Holy Son, then you have to call Zhao Xing the eldest and most dignified, and you have to hold a position related to Kunyuan Academy.

Originally, Zhao Xing had a position as a secretary, but it was not as big as the Lingshan envoy.

Zhao Xing got up and came down on the ladder.

"Swish, swish, swish~"

Countless eyes were fixed on Zhao Xing, each gaze was full of strong emotions, most of them were gazes from Yipin, after all, Yipin was the closest.

All eyes are on you!

If it were an ordinary person, my legs would probably feel weak.

But Zhao Xing took every step very steadily. He held the Kunyuan Divine Hoe in his hand and walked step by step to Xuanyuan Qingtian without squinting his eyes.

"Zhao Xing, the envoy of Lingshan, has met the dean!" Zhao Xing just bowed slightly, because he was still holding the Shennong hoe.

As his name suggests, Xuanyuan Qingtian is very tall, with a height of two and a half meters. He has a resolute face and shows no sign of aging. He is wearing a bright yellow Kunyuan robe, an earth spirit hat on his head, and a hairpin passing through the hat.

He asked loudly: "Zhao Xing, the envoy of Lingshan, what is in your hand?"

Zhao Xing replied: "The divine weapon of society, the Kunyuan divine hoe!

"What wonderful use does it have? Can it be called a divine weapon?"

Zhao Xing said loudly:

"Move the eight wasteland spiritual veins and fill the four seas with water!"

"Move to the Nine Heavens Mountain and explore the source of the earth!"

"The Dharma can communicate with the gods and has endless wonderful uses!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian fluttered his sleeves and bowed in obeisance: "Xuanyuan Qingtian leads the entire Kunyuan Academy to welcome the return of the artifact!"

"Welcome to the return of the artifact!"

The dark crowd immediately saluted the artifact.

All Si Nong, whether they were Si Nong from Kunyuan Academy or not, had tears in their eyes at this moment.

Zhao Xing raised the Kunyuan Divine Hoe high, and the endless bright light of the divine weapon hit him, as if he was a social god.

After three weeks of worship, there are still procedures to be done.

Xuanyuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing, holding the Kunyuan Divine Hoe together, will move a spiritual mountain on site to show the power of the artifact.

[Lingshan], which ranks first in the world, and [Qingshan], which ranks second, are not suitable for demonstrations.

The one I chose was [Qingtian Mountain], which ranked fifteenth among the spiritual mountains in the world.

This is also the spiritual mountain raised by Xuanyuan Qingtian, and where his lifelong achievements lie.

Qingtian Mountain is a mountain high and dangerous, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

After a complicated ceremony, Xuanyuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing flew to [Qingtian Mountain] together.

Live broadcast on countless ground mirrors.

An old man and a young man held Shennong's hoe together and swung it down on their heads.

The mountaintop shook, and the next moment, golden light flashed.

The huge Lingshan Mountain disappeared directly, leaving only a basin!

"Coax~"

The crowd watching the ceremony burst into thunderous cheers.

"The power of the artifact is so terrifying!"

"The Sacred Artifact of Society! This is the legendary Sacred Artifact of Society!"

"Move to the Nine Heavens Mountain and explore the source of the earth!"

"If I can witness the power of the divine weapon in this life, I will die without regrets!"

"Damn it! Such a huge mountain just disappeared like that?"

"Brother, can you be more polite? It will make us warriors feel like they can only do shit."

"Brother, what do you have to say?"

"Well--forget it, the artifact is awesome!"

In the sky, Zhao Xing felt that the Kunyuan Divine Hoe had become extremely heavy, and his hand sank.

It was Xuanyuan Qingtian's timely exertion that prevented him from falling along with the artifact.

At this time, a miniature mountain peak shone on the hoe blade.

How important is the 10,000-foot-tall spiritual mountain?

Even if the artifact is powerful, Zhao Xing alone cannot handle it.

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Qingtian was beside him to share most of the pressure, so Zhao Xing did not let go.

Xuanyuan Qingtian smiled at Zhao Xing to reassure him, and then together with Zhao Xing, he raised the divine hoe and announced to everyone: "The Kunyuan Divine Hoe is a true divine weapon!"

"Congratulations to the Great Zhou!"

"Congratulations to the Great Zhou Dynasty!" the crowd shouted.

"Congratulations to Si Nong!"

"Congratulations to Sinong!" shouted again.

"Congratulations to the Divine Power!"

"Congratulations to the Divine Power!"

After three calls, Xuanyuan Qingtian and Zhao Xing reset Lingshan.

Then the two people flew down and took the Kunyuan Divine Hoe to the square outside the shrine to worship.

It mainly praises its achievements and legends and tells its history.

Kunyuan Divine Hoe has not appeared in the world for 300,000 years!

The history compiled by Da Zhou lasted only about 500,000 years.

The legendary artifact has come to reality and returned to the hands of Kunyuan Academy. No amount of publicity can be exaggerated.

After worshiping it for a full month, it was brought to the shrine to be enshrined.

Next, it will be open to tourists and visitors from all over the world for three full years, after which it will be sealed and no longer open to the public.

It will be handed over to Zhao Xing for study later. Of course, Zhao Xing cannot just take it with him.

If there is no big project or big war, the Kunyuan Divine Hoe will basically not be used.

Want to take the Kunyuan Divine Hoe out of the country? That's even more impossible!

Unless Zhao Xing becomes the dean, he will be invincible in the world.

The grand ceremony started from the welcome in July of the 20th year of the Great Reign and lasted until the beginning of spring in the 21st year of the Great Reign.

That's when it came to an end.

"Huh, I can finally take a rest." Zhao Xing let out a sigh of relief.

The grand ceremony went back and forth for more than half a year, and the entire Kunyuan Academy was immersed in a huge carnival.

There are many people who come to see the artifact every day, and there are also many people who see Zhao Xing.

It was a little refreshing at first, but after a while it became unbearable.

Who can bear to be treated like a national treasure all day long?

Especially Meng Kun, with his posture, I wanted to rush up to him and hug him and kiss him.

I come here every day to take a look at Zhao Xing, and even bring guests over.

Obviously what he said were polite remarks for the occasion.

But in Zhao Xing's ears, it sounded like he was saying:

Look, this is the national treasure of our Kunyuan Academy, named Zhao Xing. I dug it out. Isn’t it amazing?

Finally, the enthusiasm subsided a little,

Zhao Xing thought he could take a rest.

As a result, people stopped coming and ghosts came to visit instead.

In the middle of the night, Meng Kun brought a ghost and knocked on the door!

In the land of the underworld, a large number of land-property and agricultural gods appeared and came to see him.

I can't help Mr. Zhao directly!

After the agricultural gods left, Zhao Xing quickly grabbed Meng Kun's sleeve and said, "Dean, please don't bring him to me."

Meng Kun felt a little regretful: "Okay, actually there are still some, but--forget it, let's talk about it next time."

Zhao Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhao Xing, speaking of which, I haven't thanked you properly yet.

"Please accept my great gift."

Meng Kun dusted his sleeves and was about to pay homage.

"Hey, don't, don't, don't, how can this happen?"

Zhao Xing was speechless. Do you really want to kneel down?

Meng Kun saw that Zhao Xing stopped him, so he had no choice but to change the big gift into a small one.

"You don't know that bringing back the artifact this time has helped me a lot!"

"Do you know that if I don't come here again, my position as the dean will be lost to Qin Shanyue's bad mouth!"

Hearing this name, Zhao Xing thought for a moment: "The vice president of Xuantuyuan?"

"If not him, who else?" Meng Kun said dissatisfied, "This guy has been competing with me for several years.

As long as you seize the opportunity, you will criticize me publicly."

"But now he has nothing to say. Who wouldn't praise me for being the dean when he sees me?'

Zhao Xing couldn't help but smile and said, "The dean is indeed very wise."

Lao Meng's vision was not unfounded. At the beginning, Xuantian Academy only planned to give him the position of preaching mage.

Meng Kun and the others were still very generous. He started out as a scholar of economics, and later made him the academic director of Ksitigarbha Academy.

Meng Kun also used his resources for himself. When Xuantian Academy caused trouble, there was no movement at Kunyuan Academy.

He still went to the Lingshan area to study the underground palace and observe the rhythm of the earth's veins as usual.

"After all, the Dili faction is closer. Back in Shiyang Cave, I also obtained a lot of resources from the Dili faction." Zhao Xing sighed in his heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Kun asked.

"I was thinking that since the dean wants to find talents, I have a few candidates to recommend."

"Oh? You should tell me." Meng Kun was curious.

"The Pingyuan Order of Tongming Mansion is named Chen Shijie. He has rich experience and is very talented in geological and legal skills."

"He has been in Tongming Mansion for more than 20 years and has restored the geographical location during the turmoil very early."

"There are many rivers in Tongming Prefecture, and there has not been a single flood or earthquake in more than 20 years."

"Oh?" Meng Kun nodded, "I'll go take a look another day."

"Since the dean is going to Pinghai Prefecture for inspection, why not stop by and have a look? I also know a few military commanders and farmers——"

After talking with Meng Kun all night, Zhao Xing planned to leave for Xuantian Academy Main Campus.

He is now a third-grade Lingshan envoy, and Emperor Jing's intention is to let him go to the blessed land of Lingxu to choose Lingshan to cultivate.

Zhao Xing has not yet learned the Lingshan method.

Mountains nourish people, and people also nourish mountains. Once you start practicing and recuperating in the Tianyun realm, you will not be able to run away easily.

However, the waiting method can only be used by this deity, so he has to explain what he needs to explain before entering the blessed land.

In short, the Kunyuan hoe will not be in his hands for another three years, so there is no rush to practice.

Daoyuanzhou, Qianqing County.

Zhao Xing came to Qianqing County in April of the 21st year of the reign.

Wanhua Cave Heaven, the inheritance place of Houbian Sect.

"I met the dean."

"Zhao Xing." Ling Tianchen's eyes were bright, "You seem to have undergone a big change, but you have gained something in the Dragon Court and practiced the "Kiss Transformation"?"

Zhao Xing previously practiced "Fire Transformation". If he succeeds, he should have reached the height of "Kiss Transformation".

But what Zhao Xing said next shocked Ling Tianchen.

"Dean, when I inherited the Dragon King's code in the Dragon Court, I learned a new method of transformation."

"Oh? What kind of change is it?" Ling Tianchen asked curiously.

"I named it Zulongbian!"

The words "zulongbian" immediately shocked Ling Tianchen.

"let me see."

"yes."

Zhao Xing transformed, and golden clouds surged under his feet.

A dragon shadow soared upward. In the process, the mist spread rapidly and the dragon's body became larger and larger.

"!"

As a dragon roared, the golden clouds dispersed, and a five-clawed golden dragon that was thousands of miles long appeared in the sky.

"Ang~"

Ling Tianchen immediately turned into a kiss, which also expanded rapidly.

He was like a fish, swimming around Zhao Xing, his eyes full of shock.

"How far have you cultivated the Ancestral Dragon Transformation?" Ling Tianchen asked.

"In the Dragon Court, I can reach the ninth-level realm, but in the outside world, I can only reach the eighth-level level." Zhao Xingdao, "This is because the rules of heaven and earth in the ancient land of Dragon Court are suitable for this method."

"When you realize it, is it the eighth level? In the Dragon Court, is it even the ninth level?"

"yes."

Ling Tianchen couldn't help but said: "This method will lead directly to the ultimate goal. If you perfect it successfully, it will be the most powerful internal training method!"

"Can you develop the secret skills of the Ancestral Dragon?"

"Yes, but only two types have been developed."

"Which two kinds?"

"One is the Ancestral Dragon Yin. It is performed with the body of the Ancestral Dragon. It uses the sound of the great sound to enter the Tao and master the rules of the sound. The effect is that it can break the rules of the Taoist field." Zhao Xing explained.

He used this innate secret skill when he dragged the Fuming Furnace away from the sea of ​​fire.

"The second innate secret skill is called the power of the ancestral dragon."

"Even in a dangerous place where I can't use any rules and regulations, without using any true meaning of the Five Elements, I can easily lift three [Ten Thousand Mountains] as heavy as my strength alone."

When Ling Tianchen heard this, his eyes lit up.

Move three [Ten Thousand Mountains] with strength alone?

It should be noted that the [Wan Zhong Mountain] of the Dili Sect is a ninth-level weapon. Why is it classified in this way? That is because, like the warship and the Dinghai Divine Needle, it is a ninth-level magic weapon that uses extremely large materials.

The materials used to build Wan Zhong Mountain can be used to make 100,000 ninth-level top-grade individual weapons.

This is nothing, Wan Zhong Mountain still needs to refine seven earth veins of level seven or above.

That’s why when transporting Wan Zhong Mountain, you had to watch [Che Di Shen Zhou].

That's not a weapon for individual soldiers.

Ling Tianchen can also easily move three ten thousand heavy mountains by using "Kiss Transformation".

But his magic realm is stronger than Zhao Xing!

Zhao Xing's eighth rank can move three ten-thousand-layer mountains with his own strength, which is simply terrifying!

"Come on, hit me!"

Ling Tianchen said excitedly.

"yes."

Zhao Xing didn't hesitate, flicked the dragon's tail, and moved directly towards the kiss.

"Puff!"

The kiss Ling Tianchen made was immediately blown away ten thousand meters away.

It wasn't until three breaths later that Ling Tianchen stabilized his body.

The attack just now was a duel based on strength alone.

Ling Tianchen's Kiss Transformation was already at the ultimate level, but in terms of strength, he still lost to Zhao Xing.

"It's really good. If it can reach the ultimate level, it can be called the most powerful ultimate method!" Ling Tianchen was very excited after being knocked away.

The top-level eighth-level ancestral dragon transformation can take away the ultimate magic transformation of myself, how terrifying!

"A few more times!"

Ling Tianchen began to fight Zhao Xing in the air.

Half an hour later.

The two of them stopped without knowing what they wanted to say.

"Dean, I plan to keep this method in the waiting hospital." Zhao Xing said. "Please help me perfect this method, dean."

"You really can't stay in Wanhua Cave Heaven?"

"Your Majesty appointed me as the envoy of Lingshan. My true self can only be in the blessed land of Lingxu." Zhao Xing said. "But don't worry, Dean, I will send a batch of true dragon's blood every ten years."

He took out a box, and the blood in the box was exactly the blood drawn after transforming into an ancestral dragon.

"It doesn't have to be as frequent as ten years." Ling Tianchen thought, "There are not many people in the Houbian Institute who can practice this method at the moment. You can give it to me once every twenty years."

"Okay." Zhao Xing nodded.

The original deity left the main hospital in June, leaving behind two clones.

One is staying in the waiting hospital, and the other is performing the duties of a doctor of classics, and also comprehends other top-level laws of heaven and earth.

After leaving Qianqing County, Zhao Xing split into multiple clones and flew to different states.

I came to Shangluo Academy in July.

In August, Liu Tianning's true self began to retreat in secret, while his clone was still dealing with daily affairs.

In September, Zhao Xing returned to Kunyuan County and began to practice Lingshan Dharma in preparation for taking office.

The person who taught him was Xuanyuan Qingtian.

At this time, the two of them were sitting on the top of Lingshan Mountain, the largest mountain in the world, with their backs against a pine tree.

Ahead is a sea of ​​clouds, and as far as the eye can see, there are no higher peaks emerging.

"The beauty of heaven and earth embodies the splendor of mountains and rivers."

"The place where the destiny of heaven and earth can best be embodied is Lingshan."

"The mountains are nourishing people, and people are nourishing the mountains."

"The interaction between man and nature is mutual achievement.

"I feel the destiny of heaven and earth, and the destiny of heaven and earth also affects my destiny."

"This is what is commonly referred to as destiny, my luck.'

Xuanyuan Qingtian said leisurely: "No matter what kind of Lingshan method, in the initial stage, people are responsible for raising the mountain. Chen'an, may you understand?"

Zhao Xing nodded and said, "It's easier to understand if you think of the mountain as a plant. When Lingshan matures, it will bear the beautiful fruits of Lingshan."

"How many feet the mountain rises, so does a person's destiny."

Xuanyuan Qingtian smiled and said: "Yes, you are indeed a genius who can annotate scriptures. You can always explain complex things in an easy-to-understand manner."

Zhao Xing asked: "Dean, how many times have you picked this No. 1 spiritual mountain in the world?"

The first mountain is called Lingshan. What Zhao Xing asked was how many peerless strong men Lingshan has raised.

Xuanyuan Qingtian thought: "He can be called a peerless strong man, and he should have great luck."

"Since recorded history, Lingshan has only had eighty-five great fortunes."

Eighty-five times? Based on a history of 500,000 years, it would only happen once every few thousand years.

This is the fate of mature Lingshan, which is quite long.

And any big mountain like this needs to be divided among many people.

It would be better to choose a small mountain and raise it yourself.

If the predecessors always plant trees and the descendants enjoy the shade, the Lingshan Mountains in the world will gradually disappear, which is not in line with the philosophy of the Lingshan School.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xing asked: "I heard that there is a holy mountain in the Southern Barbarians that can connect the heaven and the earth. I wonder how many times great fortune has happened there?"

When Xuanyuan Qingtian heard this, he sighed and said, "It is said that it has happened a thousand times."

Zhao Xing was slightly startled, the gap was a bit big.

Xuanyuan Qingtian said: "Do you know why I was named Qingtian?"

"Students don't know."

"It's a kind of sustenance. My father is also a farmer from the Dili faction. He just wants to raise the best mountain in the world, surpassing the mountain of the Nanman."

Zhao Xing suddenly realized that the "No. 1 Mountain in the World" mentioned by Zhou actually excluded the Holy Mountain of Nanman.

No wonder the Southern Barbarians are so vigorous in attacking the geographical advantage. The true number one mountain in the world is not in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Si Nong of the Lingshan Sect probably has a lifelong dream of digging back the sacred mountain of the Southern Barbarians.

It doesn’t matter if we don’t dig, or we can occupy the Nanman.

"The Lingshan method has no ultimate method. There are rumors that the ultimate method of Lingshan can only be found on the holy mountain of Nanman." Xuanyuan Qingtian said with great hope, "If one day you get there, remember to help me test it.

Authenticity."

"Yes, students believe that this day will come soon." Zhao Xing said firmly.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye we came to the twenty-fourth year of Dazhi.

At this time, the Kunyuan Divine Hoe was no longer on display and returned to Zhao Xing's hands.

He also practiced the Lingshan method for three years with Xuanyuan Qingtian on Lingshan Mountain.

Although there is no ultimate Lingshan method, there are dozens of top-level ones.

What Xuanyuan Qingtian taught Zhao Xing was the "Qingtian Lingshan Method".

According to him, this method was conceived by his great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather who conceived the foundation of the middle and low-level stages. His grandfather verified it, his father created the high-level stage, and he, Xuanyuan Qingtian, finally perfected it.

It took four generations and more than three thousand years to study the "Qingtian Lingshan Method".

The basic stages of verification and conception alone took two generations and 1,600 years.

After another twelve hundred years, it was finally perfected in Xuanyuan Qingtian's generation.

He created the top and perfect mountain method at the age of four hundred. It was precisely because of this that Xuanyuan Qingtian was able to become the dean, and was rewarded by Emperor Jing with the Dihuangding and riding the Houtu chariot.

Because the Lingshan Mountain raised by Xuanyuan Qingtian ranks fifteenth among the Lingshan Mountains in the world.

This is awesome. How many famous mountains have been passed down in the past? You can raise a spiritual mountain and catch up from behind.

What an achievement it is to surpass many predecessors.

‘The first three floors of Qingtian Lingshan Dharma, start with the magic circle.”

"The shortest expectation is fifty years, and the longest is no number."

"The Qingtian Lingshan Method theoretically has no upper limit on the number of layers and can grow indefinitely."

"But in fact, Xuanyuan Qingtian has only reached the eighteenth level. No matter how he raises it after that, it will not make Qingtian Mountain grow any longer."

"Nursing luck is not just as simple as personal luck. Using the Lingshan method to consolidate the realm of destiny is much more advanced than fighting and killing as a warrior."

"Looks like I'm going to have a long hiatus."

Zhao Xing stood on the Chedi Shenzhou, his thoughts wandering. Behind him was a group of guards. He was now on the way to the Lingxu Blessed Land.

There are twenty-nine small spiritual mountains in the Lingxu Blessed Land, none of them exceed 100 meters. However, the mountains have been specially modified. The mountains are surrounded by water, and there are magic circles to gather the vitality of heaven and earth.

As long as someone from the Tianyun Realm comes to raise the mountain, the magic circle will be activated. Once activated, a large amount of resources will be invested.

Therefore, when Zhao Xing's true self reached the Heavenly Fate Realm and came here to serve as an official, he could not leave easily. Otherwise, not only a "young mountain" would be wasted, but also a lot of resources would be wasted.

"Master Gu, I will choose this one, the hill numbered twenty-nine." Zhao Xing selected one of them.

"Okay, what should Chen An name him?" Gu Changqing asked.

"If I want this mountain to be as high as the sky, I will call it Qitian Mountain." Zhao Xing said.

"The mountains and the sky are equal, which is a good metaphor." Gu Changqing praised.

In June of the 24th year of the Great Reign, Zhao Xing’s deity began a long period of cultivation on the ‘Qitian Mountain’.

As for the clones, they each have their own tasks.

In July of the 25th year of the Great Reign, Zhao Xing sent a clone to Fengjing.

Emperor Jing promised that he could choose three treasures from the palace treasury. He didn't choose them before, so now he has time to come and take a look.

The palace's treasury is rich in treasures, all of which are the royal family's private collection.

After Zhao Xing came in, he browsed carefully and did not find the rare treasure "One Dream World".

After reviewing it later, Zhao Xing guessed that it was not in the royal treasury, but was probably in the national treasury, or was still being studied and tried to be cracked.

As for other treasures, Zhao Xing had no interest in them. Emperor Jing was stingy and hid all the powerful treasures, but he didn't like ordinary treasures, so he randomly selected two treasures and planned to use them as favors.

Since he came to Fengjing again, Zhao Xing went to visit True Lord Tianyang again.

Next is Tai Hospital.

"Li Fuhan, who was rescued in Shiyang Cave, and Wang Zhongjing, who was rescued during Liang Wang's rebellion, have both entered the imperial hospital."

"In the eighteenth year of the Jingxin calendar, Li Fuhan was only an eighth-grade wandering doctor, but now he is a fifth-grade Zhongting Medicine Order."

"Wang Zhongjing was rescued in the thirty-sixth year of the Jingxin calendar. He was a seventh-grade doctor at that time, but now he is only a sixth-grade Han doctor, and he still needs to learn."

Zhao Xing looked through the records.

People who learn medicine are slow, and every step of the way is extremely harsh when it comes to matters of human life and fate.

Over the past few decades, the promotion progress of these two people has only been within the normal range.

Of course, this is just the progress of promotion. In terms of personal cultivation, both of them are very talented in Taiyuan Hospital.

"Li Fuhan entered the Shangshe Courtyard, but Wang Zhongjing is still in the Zhongshe Courtyard."

‘The two have completely different personalities.”

Zhao Xing looked at the records.

Wang Zhongjing is an enthusiastic person with a gentle personality and is good at using medicinal methods.

Li Fuhan has a withdrawn personality, is not good at getting along with his classmates, and is good at acupuncture.

“Let’s make an additional wave of investment.

Zhao Xing's plan needs to be adjusted, and investment in these talents must be appropriately increased.

He closed his book and called over a boss.

"I've seen Zhang She, the official, and I've met Marquis Shenwei."

"Zhang She, I heard that the salary of the medical officers who are studying in the Tai Hospital is very low. The lower salary is only 6 taels per month.

The middle society is 60 taels, the upper society is 600 taels, and you only have two meals?”

"Yes." Zhang She nodded, "This is decided by the imperial court."

Zhao Xing didn't want to restructure or anything, so where did he get the qualifications? He was just looking for an excuse.

"I would like to make a private donation to reward some outstanding doctors to repay Your Majesty's kindness."

Zhang She listened quietly, Zhao Xing was not the first to donate, there were people who had done this all the time.

Especially during the reign of Emperor Da Zhi, the number of dignitaries donating suddenly increased, and I don’t know why.

"You can draw up a list, but these two people must be on the list. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, thank you Lord Shenwei."

Yuanshou Prefecture, Baibing Daoyuan.

On the underground magma lake, next to the No. 19 Earth Fire Furnace.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of intensive hammer hammering was heard, and the shirtless Yue Lingzhi swung the black iron hammer in his hand and hit a piece of material that looked like a door panel.

He waved the afterimage with his hand, and the energy of fire gathered around him. There were sixteen copper vessels around him like conduits, which sucked away the surrounding impurities and formed an independent forging space.

"clang!"

With the last hammer fall, the material the size of a door panel becomes the size of a palm.

"Hiha~ Siha~"

Yue Lingzhi's face flushed and she ran out of the space, entered another light mask, and breathed in the air greedily.

Sweat poured down from his body, and hunger swept over him.

Just when he wanted to wipe his sweat and eat something.

Suddenly a hand, carrying a box, reached into the barrier.

"You are too desperate. How can Xuan Huo Jing fight like you? Every time you enter the Fire Jing forging world, you must not kill yourself."

Yue Lingzhi looked up in confusion, and then a look of joy appeared on his face: "Master Hou? Why are you here?" Zhao Xing smiled and said, "I came to see you, but I didn't expect to see you almost kill yourself when you came."

"Hey, I'm preparing for the [Vulcan Forging]. If I want to go in there and forge, I have to persist long enough." Yue Lingzhi took the food and ate it in no hurry.

"Eat first, and talk while eating." Zhao Xing slid over to sit on a stool and said with a smile, "You write a letter every year to report what you have learned, so I came here specially to see how you are doing."

"Okay, very good!" Yue Lingzhi patted his chest and said, "With the help of the Marquis, I am now a fourth-level fire weapon user!"

Zhao Xing smiled. Over the years, he has never lost contact with Yue Lingzhi, who was the first to support him, nor has he stopped funding him.

In short, for him, it was just a small amount of money, but for Yue Lingzhi, it was a huge sum of money.

Zhao Xing also invested the most in Yue Lingzhi.

There is no way, his profession is quite expensive.

"What's the matter with the wound on your body?" Zhao Xing's eyes narrowed and he grabbed Yue Lingzhi's wrist.

There is a healed scar on it. "Have you started practicing blood forging? Do you want to serve the soldiers with your body and become a weapon spirit?"

"No, no, no, Lord Marquis, you misunderstood." Yue Lingzhi waved his hands quickly, "This is not a blood forging method.

It is a process in the art of fire warfare, which uses blood to condense the soul of the soldier."

Zhao Xing was stunned: "Isn't this still a blood forging method?"

Seeing that Yue Lingzhi still wanted to explain, he interrupted: "Don't think about taking any shortcuts. The only way to shorten your life by sacrificing your hard work is zero or countless times."

The blood forging method is addictive. Just a little bit of life each time can make the weapon forging a great success.

How tempting is this?

He was afraid that Yue Lingzhi would go astray, and if he quit too early, his investment would be in vain.

"Yes, Lord Marquis, I remember it." Yue Lingzhi vowed. "I will never touch that kind of method!"

Pinghai Prefecture, Yulong County, Yuefu.

"Zheng~"

A purple guqin emits the sound of swords, and those who hear its sound feel as if they are on the battlefield of gold and iron.

Qin Qingqiu pulled the string, and then a group of sword cultivators appeared in the square and rushed towards the other end of the square.

"!"

There was also a musician playing there, and when he saw the light and shadow of swords breaking through his sonic defense, he suddenly panicked and his rhythm became chaotic.

"Pfft~"

The musician, who was also playing the guqin, was thrown away and the guqin was broken.

"Qin Qingqiu, wins!" A great musician announced the results of this war music officer selection.

"Process." Qin Qingqiu picked up Qin and bowed, then floated down the high platform square.

Just as she was about to leave, a voice stopped her.

"Qingqiu, wait a minute."

"Teacher." Qin Qingqiu stopped immediately.

"A big shot has sent you a gift to celebrate your promotion to a fifth-level war musician."

"Big shot? I don't want it." Qin Qingqiu had some bad associations and shook her head immediately.

"You don't want to hear who sent it?" Qin Qingqiu's teacher said, "His name is Zhao Xing, and he is a first-class Shenweihou."

"Zhao Xing?" A hint of excitement suddenly appeared on Qin Qingqiu's face, "Teacher, where is he? Is he here?"

"No, there are only gifts and a letter. Do you want it?"

"Yes, I want it!"

Pinghaizhou, Anpingfu, Fujun Palace.

A figure was speaking impassionedly:

"It has been 2,700 years since the founding of our dynasty, and the Anping Mansion has entrusted more than one million Yin gods, big and small!"

"The number of ancestral halls and temples established exceeds hundreds of millions?"

"Not to mention the extravagant expenses caused by the sacrifices, just the area enclosed by the establishment of the ancestral hall is an astonishing figure!"

"Your Majesty, my subordinates believe that we should write to the imperial court and carry out the policy of destroying the clan and abandoning the temple—"

"Wei Xuancheng, that's enough! I don't want to hear your nonsense here!"

"Fujun——"

"Get out of here! You don't have to come to participate in government meetings for the past three months!"

"Humph, you mediocre official! Why don't you ban me from participating in government meetings? I don't need this hairpin top!"

After saying that, Wei Xuancheng took off his hat, threw it on the ground, and walked directly out of the palace.

As soon as I came out, I met a strange yet familiar figure.

"Your brother Zhao?"

"Brother Wei." Zhao Xing took off his bamboo hat and showed a smile.

"Why are you here?"

"I sense that Brother Wei, you seem to be troubled, so I came here to have a drink with you. I wonder if Brother Wei is free?"

"Hahahaha, yes, yes!" Wei Xuancheng laughed and said, "You came just in time, go to my house!"

Xi'er County, Xiaochang.

"Please keep your spirits up!" Liao Rulong roared, "The Southern Barbarians are still evil and harass me towards the border from time to time. Sooner or later, our Shenwei Army will come in handy."

"You are all generals! Every soldier is like a raging army, and a general is like a raging nest!"

"If you don't sweat today, you will bleed tomorrow! Practice for me, practice hard!"

"Drink!" He was answered with an excited shout.

Liao Rulong turned around with satisfaction, then froze on the spot.

"Liao Dutong, you are so majestic~"

"Master Hou!"

The sun rose and the moon set, and before he knew it, Zhao Xing had been practicing on Qitian Mountain for thirty-five years.

The Qitian Mountain where he is located has also risen from a height of 100 meters to a height of 1,000 meters.

On this day, Zhao Xing suddenly opened his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him.

"It is now the fifty-ninth year of the Great Reign, and next year it will enter the Eternal Reign period."

"My soul of cause and effect has sensed that a line of cause and effect is about to break."

A picture appeared in Zhao Xing's mind. In a spring courtyard with flowers blooming, an old man could see clouds moving in his palm. The young man was looking at the three-foot thunder in his palm.

On the Spring Equinox of Great Zhi, Zhao Xing's clone accompanied his family back to his hometown in Gucheng, Nanyang County to visit relatives.

Zhao Xing came to Xue Mansion and was greeted by Xue Bai.

"Common people see you Lord Marquis, see you Master Zong." Xue Bai was about to kneel down.

"No gift." Zhao Xing waved his hand, "I heard that old Sinong was not in good health, so I came here to visit with Mr. Zong. You don't have to be restrained."

"Yes, please come in. Grandpa is basking in the sun in the yard." Xue Bai led Zhao Xing and Zong Shichang into the house.

As people get older, they all seem to like to bask in the sun.

When Zhao Xing came over, Xue Wenzhong was lying on a lounge chair under the locust tree and taking a nap.

Zhao Xing took a look and saw that Xue Wenzhong was indeed very old. His hair was completely gray and his skin was full of wrinkles and spots.

The two of them watched quietly on the veranda without disturbing each other, waiting for Xue Wenzhong to wake up naturally.

"Old Si Nong retired from the eighth rank in the fifteenth year of the Great Governance. After returning home, he has been raising flowers and plants at home and taking care of his grandson." Zong Shichang said in a low voice.

"He has always been in good physical and mental health, but until this year he didn't go out much, and he couldn't even cast spells."

"How many times did the imperial court extend the life of old Sinong?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Four times." Zong Shichang said, "But Lao Si Nong only started from the eighth grade, not many each time."

"You come back every few years and you should know that Nanyang County's officialdom is now a backwater.

"There are no opportunities for promotion at all."

"He is one hundred and ninety years old this year, and he will be leaving for just a few days. I originally wanted to inform you, but you just came back—..."

Zhao Xing nodded. Without the luck of the country, two hundred years at the eighth level is the limit. However, not everyone can reach this limit.

Xue Wenzhong was able to reach the age of 190 because Zhao Xing had given him many life-extending treasures of corresponding levels before.

A normal eighth-grade official has to be busy with official duties every day, so how can he live to the theoretical age?

Emperor Jing's cleansing of Jiazi was not without cost.

He affected the enthusiasm of officials to do things. It was difficult to get promoted in the past, but it was even more difficult to get promoted during the Dazhi period.

"He's awake, let's go over there."

The two came to Xue Wenzhong and squatted down.

"Mr. Xue, open your eyes and see, who is here to see you?" Zong Shichang shouted in Xue Wenzhong's ear.

"Who~?" Xue Wenzhong opened his eyes.

Zhao Xing held his hand: "Teacher."

Xue Wenzhong's smile spread like a tide: "It's you, Chen An, are you back again?"

"Yes." Zhao Xing held Old Sinong's hand and a ray of vitality entered Xue Wenzhong's body, "Are you okay?"

Xue Wenzhong became more energetic and his face turned rosy: "I'm fine, I can still eat and sleep, but I'm a little lazy, hahaha."

"How are you doing outside?"

"I'm fine too." Zhao Xing smiled.

Xue Wenzhong held Zhao Xing's hand and said, "There is no need to waste your energy. I am not sick or in trouble. It's just that the time has come."

Zhao Xing nodded slightly: "Do you have any other wishes?"

Xue Wenzhong nodded, then shook his head.

Zong Shichang was anxious: "Old man, tell me, it's been so many years, why are you still showing off like you did during the lecture?"

"Yes, teacher, don't be too pretentious this time." Zhao Xing also smiled.

Xue Wenzhong smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you guys have grown up and have no patience at all. Can't I take a breather?"

Zong Shichang was speechless. I was afraid that you would just pass away with this breath.

Xue Wenzhong smiled and said: "Actually, you have helped Xue Bai a lot. He is incompetent on his own and has not made a name for himself in so many years."

"I have already helped my grandson, why should I care about my great-grandson's wealth?"

"I'm content to see you two before I leave. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so just let them be."

"I want to continue sleeping, please don't disturb me."

Xue Wenzhong drove them away.

Zhao Xing and Zong Shichang left the yard helplessly.

Although Xue Wenzhong didn't say anything, Zhao Xing still walked towards Xue Bai who was waiting outside the hall.

"What's his name?" Zhao Xing looked at a young child next to Xue Bai.

Xue Bai immediately pushed the shoulder of a seven-year-old child in front of him.

"Xue Ren, whose nickname is Rong'er, hurry up and kowtow to your uncle.'

Well, Zhao Xing has been upgraded to a senior now.

However, Xue Wenzhong was his teacher, and Xue Bai was Xue Wenzhong's grandson. There was nothing wrong with Xue Ren calling him Uncle Zhao Xing.

"Uncle." Xue Ren came over eagerly, knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhao Xingfeng held up Xue Ren, and then nodded to Xue Ren: "I will hire a teacher for him and go to the Taoist Academy to be a Taoist boy. How successful he can be depends on his luck."

"Thank you!" Xue Bai immediately knelt down.

One month later, in the Guyu period of the 59th year of the Great Reign, Xue Wenzhong passed away.

In the 60th year of the Great Ruler's reign, two more old friends passed away.

Fan Zhaoli, who was the dean of the Dili Academy in Shiyang Cave, passed away.

The owner of the Ten Thousand Shapes Underground Palace, Gong Tiansi, passed away. His Ten Thousand Shapes Underground Palace method allowed Zhao Xing to realize the "divine protection".

Some people grow old, and some people are reborn.

At the end of December in the 60th year of the reign of Emperor Jing, Emperor Jing gave birth to a daughter named Ji Yingluo.

Ji Yingluo was quite favored by Emperor Jing, and Emperor Jing seemed to favor her more than Princess Youruo.

As soon as she was born, she was given the title of Princess Yingluo.

In the 13th year of the Xuanhuang calendar, 4417, Emperor Jing changed his reign name to Yongzhi.

The birth of Princess Yingluo also made many civil and military ministers happy.

Because Emperor Jing's purge also ended after her birth.

Qitian Mountain, the top of the mountain.

Zhao Xing couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the news.

"Similar to the previous life, Princess Yingluo was also born at this time."

Logically speaking, the birth of a princess would not be remembered by Zhao Xing.

But Ji Yingluo is different. She seems to be very favored by Emperor Jing. This can be seen from the fact that she was given the title of princess since she was born.

She was granted the title of princess earlier than Princess Youruo.

Princess Youruo was granted the title of princess three years after she was born.

"Ji Yingluo also has a nickname, 'Thousand-year-old Princess'.

"Because she has lived for a full thousand years, even longer than Princess Youruo."

"The reason for this, in addition to the tide of vitality during Emperor Wu's period, is also related to her becoming a core member of the Creation Taoist Academy."

The main reason why Zhao Xing remembers her is because Ji Yingluo did some perverted research in the Creation Taoist Academy.

She wanted to build an immortal army for Emperor Wu, so she captured many strong men and strange beasts for experimentation, and combined with the perverted doctors from the Creation Taoist Academy, they finally created a parasite called a "worm".

Insects are soul twins. After parasitizing the human body, even if the soul is destroyed, it can still drive the strong body to fight.

Even if the physical body is gone, it can still parasitize in ghosts, continue to control the battle, and even turn Xi into a ghost again.

Because one of the materials she used to make "worms" was the "Sky Soul Fruit" from Shangluo Academy!

The insect wizards of the Southern Barbarians called him an expert after seeing it.

"It's time to learn skills from the barbarians so that they can defeat the barbarians." Zhao Xing recalled the memory of his past life. When the insects were fighting against the Corpse Puppet Sect, they were a powerful weapon. Because the Corpse Puppet Sect likes to carry a perfect body with them.

"But later this research got out of control, even our own people were sent, causing horrific harm."

Zhao Xing couldn't help but shook his head: "How come there is no normal princess in the royal family?"

Starting from the first year of Yongzhi, Emperor Jing gave birth to children more frequently, but the princes did not announce it, and only the princess and his daughter were announced to the world.

"If I remember correctly, Emperor Jing had seventeen descendants in total, and I don't know where they were born."

"Has any prince already started inheritance training?"

Zhao Xing thought.

But he didn't think too much because he had made all the preparations he should do.

"Emperor Wu will definitely come to Princess Youruo's house in the East China Sea to spend his childhood."

"I just need to wait quietly now." Zhao Xing said secretly.

Then he closed his eyes and continued practicing.

His mind continued to spread, and he seemed to have become a part of Qitian Mountain. Every grain of gravel was under his control, and every flower, grass and tree was under his control.

As flowers and plants grow, they will also experience wind and rain, as well as the changes in the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

As vitality substances continue to be absorbed, the mountains become thicker and thicker.

In the tenth year of Yongzhi, the height of Qitian Mountain finally exceeded four thousand meters, and Zhao Xing also entered the middle stage of Tianyun Realm.

In the 20th year of Yongzhi's reign, the mountain was more than 7,000 meters high, and Zhao Xing arrived at the late stage of Tianyun.

In the 30th year of Yongzhi, the mountain reached 9999 meters and could not go any further. He also reached the consummation of Tianyun Realm. At this time, Zhao Xing fell into a bottleneck period. At this time, everything on the mountain was barren, everything withered, and snowflakes fell.

Zhao Xing was sitting on the top of the mountain. His whole body was covered with stones and snowflakes, with only one pair of clear eyes exposed.

There is no shortcut to mountain methods to support destiny, so he can only endure hardship now.

In the forty-sixth year of Yongzhi's reign, Donghai, Bixian County.

Princess Mansion, Tianma Beiyuan.

Zhao Xing's clone was watching Tianma in the lake in a daze,

Since Shanfa entered a bottleneck, his thinking seemed to have slowed down, and his clone's activities had also become less frequent. The clone at home often looked at the lake quietly here, maintaining a similar state to the original body.

"Chen'an, Chen'an, wake up." Suddenly Zhao Xing felt someone tapping his shoulder.

"Who is calling me?" Zhao Xing's clone's mind gradually recovered and he looked back.

"It's me," Liu Wanliang said. He is the Sicheng of the Princess Mansion and the chief steward of Princess Youruo.

"Liu Sicheng." Zhao Xing stood up quickly. When he saw a child of about three or four years old next to Liu Wanliang, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Liu Sicheng, who is this?"

The young child bowed his hand towards Zhao Xing in a decent manner.

"A relative of mine." Liu Wanliang took the young boy in his hand and "came to live in my house for a while.

"Oh." Zhao Xing ignored the little toddler, "What do you want from me?"

But the child stretched out his tender fingers and pointed at Zhao Xing, saying in a sweet voice: "You are so rude. I just saluted you, you should return the salute to me."

Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment and took a second look at the young boy. His heart was shocked as he was thousands of miles away.

"It's my fault." Zhao Xing straightened his clothes and cupped his hands towards the toddler. "My name is Zhao Xing.

I wonder what your little brother’s name is?”

"Huh, I'm angry, so I won't tell you." After saying that, the toddler ran away.

His speed was not slow, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Zhao Xing didn't know how he ran so fast.

He looked at Liu Wanliang, who smiled and said: "My relative's child doesn't have a big name yet, but he has a nickname called 'Er'."

"Oh." Zhao Xing smiled and nodded, "It does run a bit like a little pig.'
Chapter completed!