I Have a Mythical Tree

In the middle of the night, Ji Xia was cultivating Lingyuan in her room as usual.

Because his bedroom was stuffed with food, the doors and windows were burst, and there was air leakage from all sides, so he couldn't live in it, so he had to move to the bedroom where he lived when he was the prince.

Because of the poverty of Tai Cang, the two palaces are very similar in construction. The only difference is probably the furnishings inside and the size of the palace.

Ji Xia didn't pay much attention to it. Before crossing, he didn't feel uncomfortable living in a house of tens of square meters, and now he doesn't feel any more.

His current cultivation base has already firmly established himself in the realm of the third heaven, and the spiritual energy that the Daxue Mountain can accommodate is already extremely impressive, but relatively, there is also not very good news.

That is, with the increase in the number of spirit yuan and the continuous expansion of Daxue Mountain, the benefits of gathering spirit runes are no longer as great as before. Although compared with any other practitioners, Ji Xia's current cultivation speed is still beyond their reach, but Ji Xia is still not satisfied.

"The Gathering Rune and the Xingluo Secret Axis, my cultivation speed seems to have reached an upper limit. Whether it is the speed of refining the spirit essence or the speed of gathering the spirit essence, they have reached the peak of the third heaven."

"But even so, it will take two months for me to break through to the Fourth Heaven, which is really too slow."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, shook his head secretly, and said to himself: "I'm too greedy, my speed of practice is already the first in Taicang, so I can't ask for too much."

"Cultivate step by step in this way, first save the Immortal God Tree Spirit Seed, it is best to exchange it for the Tiansheng Youwei Barracks, then Tai Cang will have the real capital to survive, and you don't have to worry about the surrounding Jiugou and Zhou Qing gone."

He can perceive that his talent is actually the same as most of the Tai Cang royal family's children, and he is not too outstanding. If the spirit-gathering runes are given to those with outstanding talents, they may not be far from the fourth heaven realm at this time.

Thinking of this, Ji Xia worked harder. He believed that hard work can make up for one's weakness. Apart from dealing with government affairs and reading books to understand the boundless wilderness, he basically spent all his time practicing Xingluo Secret Axis and practicing martial arts.

Now, although his Hundred Waves couldn't stack up to a high level due to the amount of spiritual energy, the sense of obscurity in the past has completely disappeared. He is no longer at a disadvantage in the usual battle with Jing Ye, and what he lacks is only actual combat experience.

"Lord, supper is here." The maid serving his daily life brought a bowl of porridge, and because of the Vase of Ten Thousand Grains, Ji Xia was able to have an extra bowl of rice porridge every night.

The mysteries of the Aquarius of Ten Thousand Grains are far beyond everyone's imagination. At first, they thought that if the vase swallowed a spirit crystal, it should be able to pour out ten thousand catties of grain. Unexpectedly, the price of one spirit crystal would completely dump the vase. Produce rice that fills a sleeping palace.

Because everyone was afraid that the news would leak and be known by some big countries with ulterior motives, they came to snatch this terrifying treasure, and they didn't have time to weigh it with great fanfare.

Instead, it was transported to the granary overnight, and the treasurer was asked to weigh, bag, and store overnight.

The final result was extremely exciting, a single spirit crystal made a full 80,000 catties of grain pour out of the Vase of Ten Thousand Grains! One hundred and thirty-eight spirit crystals can produce eleven million catties of grain.

Counting the original 48 million catties, all the people in Taicang finally got two meals a day.

How can this not be exciting?

So all the important ministers danced happily and burst into tears. They knelt down and yelled, thanking the wind for the gift, and grabbing the ground with their heads, thanking Ji Xia.

In short, that day, Ji Xia spent the whole day surrounded by compliments, and even Ji Qianqing's beautiful eyes did not take her eyes off Ji Xia for a moment.

In the end, Ji Xia had no choice but to drive everyone away on the grounds that he needed to rest.

Later, there was a supper every night. Although it was not much, there was only a bowl of rice porridge with some red dates.

But in the past, it was inevitable that he would be rebuked by the ministers, telling him not to be extravagant and subjugate the country.

Ji Xia readily accepted the important minister's wishes, because the rice produced from the Wanliang vase was finally not as unpalatable as the rice produced from the Taicang grain field.

Moreover, the grains are plump and round, and there is a faint aroma in the mouth after eating, which is a hundred times more delicious than the grown grain.

So Ji Xia decided not to exchange the more than one hundred spirit crystals into rice, but to wait until the sun is dead before exchanging them.

Compared with the terrifying and desolate situation in the silence of the sun, the people of Taicang will definitely be full of confidence that they can eat this delicious rice.

After thinking wildly for a while, he took the bowl of rice porridge from the hand of the maid, and with his right hand picked up a secret book of exercises next to him, intending to read and eat.

Inadvertently, he didn't see the familiar maid beside him, her head was buried deeply, her face was extremely ugly.

Ji Xia finished the porridge in the bowl in two or three mouthfuls, and handed the empty bowl to the maid.

The maid bowed to take it, bowed her head and left quickly.

"By the way, Kong Ying." Ji Xia continued to bury her head in the book, and suddenly said.

The maid's footsteps faltered, her body trembling slightly, she turned around stiffly, and saluted, "Master."

Ji Xia said: "I overheard you talking to Guan Xi last time, your father has some leg problems, right?"

The maid named Kong Ying tremblingly said: "Yes, the king."

"I have informed the Pharmacist's Mansion before that they have prepared the medicine. It is already late today. I will give you a day off tomorrow morning. You go to the Pharmacist's Mansion to get the medicine and send it home."

"What... what..." The maid Kong Ying raised her head, her face was flushed, and beads of sweat kept falling.

Ji Xia finally looked up, saw Kong Ying's maid's face, and couldn't help asking: "What? Are you sick too?"

Kong Ying nodded in a daze.

Ji Xia frowned, and said, "Then go to rest. Didn't you and Guan Xi get along very well in the past? Just let her serve me, so what if it doesn't get serious?"

Kong Ying saluted again and got up to leave.

"You and Guan Xi should pay attention to your health. I'm still not used to other people serving me. Let your father take the medicine from the medicine house first. If it can't be cured, I will ask the pharmacists to take it when I have time later." have a look."

Kong Ying nodded quickly, bowed and left.

Seeing Kong Ying's strange behavior, Ji Xia couldn't help wondering: "What's going on? What's wrong with Kong Ying? It's never been like this before."

Suspicion suddenly arose in his heart, he stood up and wanted to catch up with Kong Ying to ask what happened.

Suddenly, he felt that the prince's bedroom was getting bigger and bigger!

The sky and the earth were spinning, and the ground seemed to be sinking like a tiankeng. The panic in Ji Xia's heart was constantly stimulated. He forced himself to calm down, but found it was useless.

He seemed to want to enter the boundless swamp, he could only keep sinking and being swallowed up.

until he dies!

A cold voice resounded through this strange world: "How dare you kill my daughter? I will let you be buried with me!"