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The young man was a puppet that he made casually in the world of immortal cultivation. The materials and production techniques used were not top-notch, and his cultivation was only in the late stage of foundation building, but he had his own wisdom and could learn and handle various affairs. But that was the standard for the world of immortal cultivation. In this ordinary ancient background world, there were no other extraordinary people. Even the first-class masters of martial arts could only fly over the eaves and walk on the walls. The super first-class masters could only release their internal energy to hurt people. (Refer to the martial arts standard of Tian Long Ba Bu)

Then there are innate masters -> martial arts masters -> martial arts grand masters.

And the late stage of foundation building is equivalent to the realm of martial arts grand masters.

In this world, one person is more than enough to fight a country.

However, because there is no spiritual energy in this world, only spiritual stones can be consumed to make the puppets operate, and there is no spiritual energy replenishment.

Spiritual stones are not a problem for him. A puppet in the foundation building period only needs one medium-grade spiritual stone to operate for more than a year, provided that there is no high-intensity battle.

If it is a battle between strong people of the same level, it will take dozens of medium-grade spiritual stones to support a battle.

In this ancient background world with few innate people, a top-notch master is only at the third level of Qi Refining. It is no problem to use one spiritual stone for a year.

Even if the innate strong is only at the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, even if he keeps fighting with the innate strong, it is no problem to operate for eight or nine months.

He even placed a hundred pieces of medium-grade spirit stones in the puppet's body. The puppet was already invincible just by relying on its physical strength, not to mention that the puppet was a demon cultivator who was good at physical cultivation before his death. His physical body had the means of physical cultivation in its instincts. If he was given several martial arts means, it would be enough for him to show his power in front of others.

"From now on, you will be called Lin Yi. Your next task is to develop power in the capital and investigate the various forces in the capital."

"Especially the Sixth Prince and the Ninth Princess."

"Also, investigate a teenager named Shen Yuankai. He should be in Jizhou City and is about seventeen years old now."

Lin Zixuan said in a gentle tone, glanced at Lin Yi and ordered.

"Yes, follow the master's order."

Lin Yi said respectfully.

"This is the start-up capital for you. The rest depends on you."

Lin Zixuan took out a storage ring and gave it to him, and told him.

There are some silver coins and a batch of various types of Qi training pills in the storage ring, such as Qi training pills for increasing cultivation, rejuvenation pills for treating internal injuries, etc., which are all used in the Qi training level, enough to cultivate a group of innate strongmen in martial arts.

"Yes, Master."

After saying that, Lin Yi flashed and disappeared in the grove.

Lin Zixuan sorted out his clothes and set out on the road of travel.

Time flies, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Lin Zixuan walked along the official road, passing through farmland and talking about crops with old farmers, passing through temples and discussing Zen with masters, passing through Taoist temples and discussing Taoism with the temple master, and meeting craftsmen to discuss craftsmanship with them...

He is using his own footsteps to measure the land of Daxia country step by step, seeing high mountains and flowing waters, big rivers, and experiencing the picturesque mountains and rivers and the majestic atmosphere.

He also saw people coming and going at the gathering, the sunrise and sunset in the fields, and experienced the fireworks and delicate human feelings.

More often, I experience the hardships and sufferings of ancient farmers in the farmland.

In an ancient feudal country, although there is a saying of "scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans", the status of farmers is second only to scholars and higher than workers and merchants.

But in reality, it is not like this. The essence of the world is: whoever has the bigger fist is right.

Either you have money, power, or soldiers, and farmers don't have any of the three.

Farmers can only dig for food in the land from generation to generation and rely on God for food. When encountering famine, war, etc., they can only passively flee famine and live in other places. They don't even have basic living security. In serious cases, they may even eat their own children.

Farmers have been tragic since ancient times.

The national strength of Daxia is still strong, and the country has a lot of fertile land, but most of it belongs to the private property of officials, dignitaries, and landlords, and the grain produced does not need to pay taxes.

Its basic national conditions also determine that the economic foundation is a self-sufficient small peasant economy. Agricultural production is crucial to national development and directly related to national security and farmers' lives.

In order to accumulate food and ensure the operation of the country, farmers can only be taxed under various names. In addition, there are difficulties with the lower-level officials. Farmers live a very difficult life, but they can barely survive.

Once a disaster occurs, the taxes to be paid will not be reduced by a penny. If they cannot pay in time or pay less, the best consequence is that they will be dragged to do corvée to pay off their debts. In serious cases, they will be exiled or beheaded.

Daxia is also a centralized feudal social system, so these problems are naturally unavoidable.

In March of the following year, the weather was clear and the climate was warm.

On an ordinary day, a tall boy wearing a gray robe and carrying a bag on his back walked in from outside the city, slowly walked into the main road of the town, and walked towards the direction of Hanchen Academy in the town.

The vendors on the street looked at this outsider curiously. Seeing that he had a handsome face and a lean and strong figure, although his face was dark, an elegant and peaceful scholar temperament burst out from him, which made people feel good.

People can't help but sigh, what a handsome young man.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Knock, knock, knock, knock..."

In front of a small courtyard not far from the academy, a young man stood in front of the door and knocked.

"Who is it?"

Soon, someone in the courtyard answered.

After hearing the voice and thinking for a moment, he knew who it was.

"Brother Hongwen, it's me."

Lin Zixuan answered.

With a creak, the door was opened and a big man poked his head out.

"Brother Hongwen, I'm back from studying abroad!"

Lin Zixuan looked at the majestic man in front of him and felt quite surprised. He didn't expect Li Hongwen to be on vacation at home now.

Li Hongwen is Li Ci's son. He has been taller and stronger than his peers since he was a child. Now he is a full 1.9 meters tall, and with exaggerated tendon meat, he feels very oppressive.

He is a centurion in the army. He is known for his bravery and strength in the army. He is heroic and righteous and very popular.

"It's Zixuan, you're finally back. Your teacher and mistress have been talking about you every day and said that you should come back."

"Look, you've only been gone for a year, how come you're so dark and thin."

Li Hongwen patted his shoulder and shouted happily.

"Mom, it's Zixuan who's back."

Li Hongwen turned around and shouted loudly inside without waiting for him to reply.

It made his ears buzz a little.

Lin Zixuan looked at Li Hongwen helplessly. He was obviously older than him, 21 years old, but he still looked like a child.

But he also knew that this was because Li Hongwen treated him as a family member and his own brother, so he treated him like this. The unrestrained look in front of him was the most real, so why bother to put on a stern face and pretend to be exhausted.

A woman walked quickly from inside and almost couldn't help crying when she saw him.

Looking at his tanned skin and thin body, you can tell that he has suffered a lot this year.

"Xuan'er, you've suffered so much. Come in quickly. I'll ask the cook to make you some food to fill your stomach. You're so thin, like a bamboo pole."

The master's wife said as she pulled him inside without even glancing at her son.

Li Hongwen:......

Such a living person is here, so love will disappear?

Before Zixuan came back, I was a treasure, but after Zixuan came back, I was a weed.

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