In this world where extraordinary power continues to develop, resurrection from the dead is not uncommon, and physical disability is not an insurmountable problem.
But everything has a price. As the strength of the monks continues to rise, once the powerful body with the power to lift mountains and reclaim seas is damaged,
It’s also getting harder and harder to fill.
For ordinary people, a pill of the lowest quality to open the pulse is enough to get rid of all kinds of diseases. If the body is properly regulated on a daily basis, it is even more possible to become extraordinary, and getting rid of stubborn diseases is just a incidental matter.
As for the damaged limbs of the Shenlin monks, the cost of repairing them as before can be described as "horrible". If an ordinary Shenlin monk has a broken limb, it will take at least two years. Need to run for debt.
Of course, Jiang Wang and Chong Xuanzun are fighting for their country, so Qi Ting is responsible for this part of the resources.
Both of them suffered severe limb injuries, and they both suffered from heart failure and coma after fighting.
The Sleeping Immortal Acupuncture personally administered by the Imperial Physician of Qi not only accelerated physical recovery, but also helped them regulate their Qi and blood and consolidate their cultivation.
As soon as Chong Xuan Sheng and Bao Zhong Qing entered the small courtyard where Chong Xuan Zun was recovering from his injuries, they were stopped by someone.
Wen Lianmu, a talented man in the army, looks more like a scholar than a general. He is standing in front of him with a serious look on his face: "Master Zun has not recovered yet, so it is inconvenient for us to meet our guests. Please forgive me."
Chong Xuan Sheng's face was unreasonable, and his fat fingers almost poked Wen Lianmu's face: "The person lying inside is my direct cousin! Blood is thicker than water, and I am so worried! As soon as I get free, I will immediately I came to see him, and now you tell me not to go in?
If Wang Yiwu hadn't been prohibited from returning to Linzi within three years, he would have blasted Chongxuan Sheng out with an iron fist.
But the one guarding here is Wen Lianmu after all.
His status is not high enough and his fists are not strong enough, so he can only follow the reasoning.
"Mr. Zun's injury is not serious. When he wakes up, you will have more time to get close to each other. I'm sorry, Mr. Sheng. I am also considering Mr. Zun's safety."
"What do you mean by this! Are you saying that the imperial hospital is not safe enough?" Chong Xuansheng immediately shouted: "Who are you doubting? Do you not believe in the imperial doctor's order? Or do you question the ability of the palace guards who specialize in guarding this place? You Tell me clearly today!"
Wen Lianmu stepped back, avoiding his fingers that were poking in excitement: "The Imperial Hospital is extremely safe. The Imperial Physician Ling himself is a real person in this world. I don't expect that many young people would dare to come here to make trouble. But... life Everything is safe, but some things are extremely difficult to avoid. For example, Mr. Xie Baoshu was recovering from his injuries in Tai Hospital and was threatened by others. Mr. Lei Zhanqian was in coma in Tai Hospital and was almost beaten. Mr. Sheng, do you think we are right? Should I pay more attention?"
Bao Zhongqing, who was silent on the side, suddenly remembered what he had overlooked. At that time, he rushed with them to send the injured people back to Linzi for treatment.
There is a Xie Baoshu.
In terms of basic family etiquette, he came to the Tai Hospital to visit the injured and ignored Xie Baoshu. He remembered that he would stop by to see Mr. Xie later, and he heard Chong Xuan Sheng's shocked voice -
"How could this happen? The world is in a declining state, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. I never thought that in a clean place like Taiyuan Hospital, there would be people so wanton!"
As he spoke, his fat body pushed forward, and with the power of Chongxuan, he pushed Wen Lianmu away: "Then I have to go in and protect my brother myself!
It was impossible for Wen Lianmu to fight Zhongxuan Sheng here. Faced with such a arrogant attitude, there was really nothing he could do.
Bao Zhongqing touched his nose and smiled at Wen Lianmu: "In ancient times, in family affairs, beware of gentlemen rather than villains. Does General Wen think so?"
Wen Lianmu glanced at him lightly: "Yes."
After saying that, he turned around and followed in.
The door was wide open, and everyone who entered was a villain, but Bao Zhongqing was scolded as well.
Bao Zhongqing was bored, but he didn't take it seriously.
We are all smart people, so who can really be stirred up by someone else's words?
He walked in with his front and back legs. He also wanted to know Zhongxuan Zun's current condition. Although the imperial doctor had great medical skills and the Sleeping Immortal Needle was mysterious, but... what if?
The future head of the Bao family is naturally very concerned about the future of the Chongxuan family. Even if they have decided to make good friends, the extent of the bend is still open to question, right?
The environment in the Taiyuan Hospital is naturally excellent. The Fushan old osmanthus osmanthus, which is popular among literati and poets, is said to be "hard to find" and forms a shade along the road.
The soothing aroma floats in the air.
In the hollow window, array plates for purifying vitality are placed.
In the room with the strongest energy, there is a warm jade bed engraved with the formation of life source. The vitality of heaven and earth gathers here to form life source, warming and nourishing vitality.
The famous Chongxuan Fenghua was lying on his back.
The so-called peerless genius, when he is motionless, does not seem to be so radiant.
Especially when Chong Xuan Sheng squeezed beside the bed, holding his hand, wailing, there was an increasing sense of powerlessness after the aura of the statue had faded. It was like a clay-embedded wood sculpture, and had no choice but to be manipulated by others.
"It's a pity that you have suffered such a disaster at such a young age. You have been sleeping for a long time without waking up, and you will sleep here forever..." Chongxuan Sheng sighed repeatedly: "God is really jealous of the talent!"
He lamented and waved to Bao Zhongqing: "Come and see my brother for the last time."
Bao Zhongqing really hopes that this sentence is true.
"Ahem!" Wen Lianmu couldn't help but remind him: "The imperial doctor's order said that Mr. Zun is in good health and will wake up at any time."
"Even if I wake up, I will still be unconscious and go crazy and stupid from now on." Chong Xuansheng continued without any hesitation: "My brother! Is it true that the way of heaven is shaken and will not make the world perfect? This is so big
The family fortune depends on me alone—"
On Wen Yu's bed, Zhong Xuan Zun's eyelids were raised, and the vague sense of dreaminess was washed away, revealing a pair of plump hands with black eyes that had weathered the weather. Zhong Xuan Sheng wiped his eyes calmly, and opened his eyes again.
He closed it and released a sleeping spell, and continued: "I can only bear it barely."
"Take it away." Zhong Xuanzun's plain voice came from under his fat hand.
Chong Xuansheng retracted his hand without embarrassment, with a look of surprise on his face: "Brother, are you awake!? It's really not in vain that I worked hard and flew thousands of miles to carry you back to Qi from Xia Di!"
Chong Xuan Zun was still motionless, but there was a thrilling power flowing through his body lying there quietly.
"You carried me back?" he asked.
"Oh, this is what a foolish brother should do. Speaking of which, hundreds of thousands of Xia troops blocked the road at that time, and they all wanted to skin you and cramp you. How could I give you up? I carried you and rushed forward, with a pair of fists, open
Thousands of miles away…
"Are you flying thousands of miles every day?" Chongxuanzun asked again.
"Of course, this is a relatively exaggerated statement. In fact, there are not so many. You just need to have a rough understanding." Chongxuan Sheng's expression did not change:
"You were already seriously injured and dying. You said a lot of things to me. I wonder if you still remember..."
What did I tell you?" Chongxuan asked.
"You really don't remember!" Chong Xuansheng sighed: "Listen to my foolish brother's advice, your injury this time is not a trivial matter, it is in your brain. If you don't take care of it for three to five years, it will be a disaster."
Chong Xuanzun looked at him quietly.
Chong Xuan Sheng said with a serious face: "You were very sad at that time. You cried and said that you can't do it, and your road ends here. You said that you hope that I can take the lead and inherit the title of Marquis of Bowang! In fact, I don't
Yes. Brother, you know me. I have always been indifferent to fame and wealth.
I don't care about these titles or the position of the head of the family. But you were already dying at the time and said that if I didn't agree, you would die with your eyes open. I felt soft-hearted..."
"Okay." Chong Xuanzun suddenly said.
"I'm really afraid of trouble. How can I take care of such a large number of things? But since I promised you, it's not good... Qin?" Chong Xuansheng said, and was stunned.
He was as eloquent as a river, but for a moment he was at a loss for words.
Chong Xuanzun looked at this fat man who was rarely stuck and laughed softly: "When I think about it, I seem to have said such a thing. So the title of Marquis Bowang is yours."
The sunlight that slipped in through the window was no warmer than the dim light from the warm jade bed.
The three people in the room, except Zhong Xuanzun, were silent for a while.
This is a hereditary and irreplaceable marquis!
He is the most top-ranking nobleman in the Daqi Empire today.
Inheriting this position not only means power, status, and wealth, but also means more, the possibility of breaking through to the Cave Realm!
Did Zhongxuanzun just let go?
Or is it so casual and careless?
Silence spread for a while, and Zhong Xuansheng suddenly stood up and knocked the chair next to the bed away.
"I just pretended I didn't hear anything!"
He strode out, so embarrassed that he even forgot to falsely greet Bao Zhongqing.
In the room, there was only Chong Xuanzun's rather wanton laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha ha…"
When there are crowds of people, the laughter and laughter are like the rising and falling waves.
Some people climbed high and shouted, while others sang wildly.
The giant city of Linzi, which is three hundred miles away, has been filled with an atmosphere of joy.
Almost all restaurants had running tables open for everyone to eat and drink. After a few days of feasting, someone from the government came to pay the bill.
The whole city was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and the flames reached high into the sky.
There is also an illusion created by Taoism, like a fairyland changing in the sky.
People were singing and dancing, and the beautiful music was melodious.
The common people helped the old and young and welcomed them out of the city ten miles away...
And it’s not just Linzi like this?
It extends to Zhuhe and Daze in the north, to Shimen and Xuansha in the south, to Hengyang and Chiwei in the east, to Linhai County in the west, and even Jueming Island! Even the Mystery Realm, and even the city occupied by the Qi State behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons,
Wherever the Emperor's flag flutters in the middle of the sky, everyone is bathed in the mighty power of the country, and everyone celebrates!
The famous Confucian scholar Feng Ming wrote an article: "In ancient times, there is no wiser person than the Holy Son of Heaven; no one in the world is as good at fighting as Cao Donglai. So he spread his power in all directions, running through the southeast, building the cause of Qianqiu, and setting the foundation for eternity!"
Cao Jie was from Donglai County in the Qi Dynasty, so he was respectfully referred to as Cao Donglai in the article.
In the history of Qi State, this county produced many famous figures, but since then, when people mention Donglai County, they will definitely think of Cao Jie first.
In the fifty-seventh year of Yuanfeng's reign in the Qi Dynasty, Cao Du destroyed the Xia Kingdom and returned in triumph. He captured the Xia Emperor Si Cheng and presented it to the Imperial Ancestral Temple!
A big country that was once qualified to compete for hegemony has withdrawn from the stage of history. Such achievements in conquering the country are difficult to match in the world.
According to the date determined by the ritual officials, the official day of offering gifts in the Ancestral Temple was the 21st of the first lunar month.
Cao Du led three thousand soldiers representing the victorious army and entered through Jimen. On this day, the teachers and students in Jixia Academy relaxed their legal restrictions and welcomed him outside the academy!
These three thousand soldiers came from a variety of sources, including the Nine Soldiers and Three Armies, Daqi County soldiers, allied forces from the Eastern Regions, and some Xia troops who actively fought after surrendering. They were recruited and assembled according to a certain proportion.
Those who can be selected into this army are all soldiers who have made outstanding contributions in the war against Xia. At the same time, the feelings of all parties have been taken into consideration as much as possible and the interests of each department have been weighed.
Among the million-strong army, only these three thousand people were able to follow Marshal Cao Jiu into the city in armor and even go to the Ancestral Temple. What an honor is this?
Every soldier who is selected regards this as a lifelong honor.
And marching all the way across the vast land of Qi, bathed in flowers and applause, such an army appeared in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and the soldiers among them were naturally high-spirited.
Jiang Wang was summoned out of the house before dawn, burned incense and bathed, had his clothes tied up, and was taught etiquette before he was taken to the Ancestral Temple in a sedan chair.
Along the way, whether they were palace maids, eunuchs or guards, they all looked at him as if they were appreciating some rare jade, and took a few peeks at him whenever they had the chance...
Little did he know how clear the weight of his gaze was to him.
All these things made him feel more like a sacrifice in the ceremony, presented exclusively for worship, rather than a person participating in the ceremony.
Fortunately, he is not the only one enjoying such treatment.
The white-clothed young master of the Chongxuan family, who is said to be the most elegant among his peers, is sitting next to him right now.
There were only two people sitting in this large side hall, so they could be considered companions.
Unlike Jiang Wang, who sat down and stared for a moment before starting to practice, Zhong Xuanzun sat casually and half-relying, holding a book in his hand and reading slowly.
He read it very carefully, turning back a few pages from time to time, as if he was studying some wonderful Taoism.
The sound of turning pages was too frequent, making it difficult for Jiang Wang, who was really studying Taoism, to concentrate.
When the two of them were fighting against each other in Xia Di Sang Mansion, they had a tacit understanding that was as natural as nature, trusting each other in life and death, and finally achieved incredible results. Even though they were just killing each other, they still had some friendship after leaving the battlefield.
Zhong Xuanzun turned back another page, and while he was reading it carefully, he said casually: "How come you are so restless when practicing? This is not the attitude Jiang Qingyang should have in practice."
Jiang Wang felt annoyed for a while, so he simply stopped practicing, looked at him and said, "Master Zun is really diligent in his studies. I wonder what book he is reading?" "Illustrated Book of Grain Planting." Chongxuan Zun said without raising his head.
Jiang Wang remained calm: "I also brought a illustrated book."
Chong Xuanzun said casually: "Farming cannot be careless. All details must be clarified."
Jiang Wang looked at him quietly for a while, then Xuan Zun raised his head inexplicably.
