I Have a Mythical Tree

The news of the king's assassination was blocked by several important ministers, except for Fang Lu and Jing Ye, the masters of the Pharmacist's Mansion, no one knew about it.

Fortunately, Ji Xia also woke up safely, more energetic than when he was not assassinated, which made all the important officials heave a sigh of relief.

The people of Taicang are also a little worried recently. They know that this year's grain harvest is extremely poor, and they are ready to go hungry. However, when they received grain several times, they found that they received more grain than in previous years when the grain harvest was good.

This is of course a rare good thing in the short term, but the people of Taicang are not thoughtless poultry, so they naturally understand the reason why they eat more now and eat less when the sun is dying.

It is even very possible that there will be a complete food shortage.

So many people spontaneously mobilized the elders of the clan to go to Taicheng Mansion to persuade the royal court to distribute less food in the season when there is no wind, snow and darkness. Only in this way can Tai Cang survive the cold day and silence.

Ji Xia looked at the memorial written by the Master of Taicheng Mansion, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and then his heart became heavy again.

There are still people who are worried because there is too much food distributed?

It is enough to see how hard the people of Taicang had in the past.

"It is still allocated according to the population roster of Tai Cang Mansion. Each person has two meals a day. The standard is one level higher than before. The quota for adults, children and the elderly are all strictly allocated.

By the way, let all the food distribution houses in Taicang post the announcements, and send special personnel to read the announcements, and inform the people that Wang Ting has solved some food supply problems through other channels, so that they can receive the food without worry. "

Ji Xia carefully annotated on the memorial, and after the annotations, he ordered someone to copy the copy and file it, and distributed it to Taicheng Mansion and Cangcheng Mansion for them to implement it.

Jing Ye stood aside and watched Ji Xia's meticulous handling of government affairs, admiring him very much.

"The ruler of the country is not only kind-hearted, but he is also very good at handling government affairs. It is really a blessing for Tai Cang to have such a king." Jing Ye thought to himself.

He went back to Nanqing Street the day before yesterday, and brought a few sets of clothes for his younger sister, some meat, and a bag of tea that Jing Yuqian reminded him before he left the house the last time.

When Jing Yu heard that he was no longer serving as a minister in the Cangshou army, but was serving as a royal in front of the lord, Jing Yu's face was almost overflowing with surprise.

When she heard that the lord was assassinated, she trembled with anger, and kept asking if the lord was okay.

This made Jing Ye a little confused. After being questioned about the King's affairs for two full hours, he returned to the royal court in a daze.

"By the way, did Jing Yu say whether he liked the clothes you brought home just now?" Ji Xia asked while reviewing the memorial.

"Returning to the Lord, Sister She likes it so much that she is reluctant to wear it. After looking at it for a long time, she carefully folded it and put it away."

Ji Xia couldn't help laughing when he heard Jing Yu's childish nature.

"Sister She also asked me to say hello to the lord, and told me to tell the lord that I must be more vigilant about everything in the future."

Ji Xia nodded and said, "Jing Yu is less than eighteen years old, and he cares a lot."

Jing Ye smiled and said, "Now the lord of the country is the hero in Jing Ye's heart. The scene of Zhou Qing's assassination that day, and the scene of your unchanging expression are deeply embedded in Jing Yu's memory."

"Hiding behind the army, just bullying others because of the number of people, your sister doesn't understand, she was deceived by me." A strange color bloomed in Ji Xia's eyes: "If it is now, I can beat Qing Furen with my own hands. died."

Jing Ye thought he heard it wrong, and asked doubtfully, "What?"

Ji Xia laughed: "It's nothing, by the way, is there any news from Jiugou?"

"There is no news from the border. The Dove Dog people are too different from our description, and our people can't sneak into it."

"Probably Jiugou is blocking it on purpose." Ji Xia thoughtfully: "I killed their princess before,

They should be having a funeral now. "

Jing Ye also gloated a little: "I heard that the Jiugou people died, and the corpses will be shared among the Jiugou nobles. The princess's corpse should be more delicious than other common Jiugou meat."

Ji Xia waved her hands in disgust: "Don't mention such weird vulgarity, I'm not in the mood for lunch anymore."

Jing Ye saluted with a smile, and continued to guard at the side.

After lunch, Ji Xia went back to the bedroom to rest, while Jing Ye stood guard outside the palace.

Ji Xia sat cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom, constantly recalling the three killing techniques in the Xingluo Secret Axis in his mind.

The method of hundreds of waves has been practiced by him to perfection, and with a thought, naturally there will be waves of spiritual energy pressing down one layer after another, and one layer is stronger than the other.

The most important thing is that although he is now in the Nine Heavens Realm, he has been able to achieve hundreds of waves and reach the peak of hundreds of waves.

The other two are the Qingjun sword style that Ji Qianqing is very familiar with. Even Ji Qianqing's scarlet saber is named after Qingjun.

The other skill, called Tian Cang Yin, is a palm technique, and there are very few records in the Xingluo Secret Axis. There are only cultivation methods, no detailed explanations, and no analysis and interpretation of the main points of the exercises.

This aroused a lot of interest in Ji Xia, and after careful study, he slowly let out a sigh of relief.

"The difficulty of cultivating the Celestial Cangyin is simply unimaginable. Not only does it require extremely high talent, but it also requires an extremely terrifying amount of spiritual energy to activate it."

"It's no wonder there are no detailed records. I'm afraid that among all the monks who cultivate the Xingluo Secret Axis, there are very few people who have cultivated the Tiancang Seal, or even none."

Ji Xia thought about it carefully for a while, and secretly said: "Maybe I can try to practice this extraordinary skill. The spiritual energy in my snow mountain is almost condensed into essence. When other monks made a mark of the sky, the spiritual energy in my body has almost been exhausted." , and I have no such concerns at all.”

"It's just that this exercise is extremely obscure and difficult to understand, and there are many obstacles in it that I can't understand. I don't know if it can be practiced."

He hesitated, and then smiled again: "My cultivation path is too smooth, let me look forward and backward, I have overcome the biggest restriction of practicing Tiancangyin, if I can't even overcome the remaining obstacles, then how can I ask for help? A higher peak to climb?"

As soon as he thought of this, his thoughts became clear, and his heart felt at ease. The Xingluo Secret Axis started to rotate, and the Dari Zhenling Furnace also began to operate. Countless spirits gathered from all directions, and were instantly refined by the Dari Zhenling Furnace , repression.

The amount of Ji Xia's spirit energy at this time has almost saturated his Daxueshan. If he didn't have more exotic special skills, or break through the supernatural powers to build the spirit wheel, it would be difficult for him to make any progress.

"Da Ri Town Spirit Furnace is really powerful, and the speed of refining spirit essence is unimaginable."

Ji Xia talked to himself, and the Xingluo Secret Scroll quietly turned in his mind, and the secret manual of Tiancangyin's exercises was reflected in his mind. He recited it word by word, and pondered it carefully, lest he miss the slightest detail.

After a long time, his spiritual essence surged out from the snowy mountain and condensed on the palm of his hand, the embryonic form of Tiancang Seal was quietly born.

"Take the first step." Ji Xia thought to himself looking at the thick spirit essence on his palm.