At that moment, Rong Qing no longer hesitated, took out two silver needles, and stabbed them into Hu's left and right fingers respectively. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burn^Text^Library][]. [774] [buy]. Two poisons poured into his body along the cracked meridians, causing his face to begin to be black and red. However, when he reached Hu Crack's current realm, he could naturally easily shake out Chaolong San, but in order to help Rong Qing cultivate the exercises, he relaxed his essence and let the poison swim in his body.

Rong Qing also pierced his hand with a silver needle, and finally faced Hu Crack's four palms, feeling the shock of the essence in Hu Crack's body. In a short time, Rong Qing had already groped for the momentum of Hu Crack's essence, which was completely different from his own, and originated from the momentum of casting! Hu Crack's essence was like self-casting, using a more and more blunt hammer to polish more and more sharp swords. After visualizing the cracked fist intent, Rong Qing reined in his mind and suddenly absorbed it!

Hu Crack still relaxed his essence, allowing Rong Qing to completely absorb it along with the poison. But soon, the essence element in Hu Crack's body reappeared, after all, he was different from the innate grandmaster, although the innate grandmaster had a long history of essence, but the fatigue period was relatively long, and it was not infinite essence. And the Martial Saint is physically strong, so he recovers his speed, and Rong Qing is also the first time to know that the Martial Saint's recovery combat power is so powerful.

After all, the essence is produced by the body, and the stronger the body, the stronger the essence.

But now, Rong Qing didn't care about more things, but closed his eyes and meditated, suppressing the power of the essence absorbed into the body! Although he is also a character who has stepped into the holy realm, the power of Hu Crack's essence is not known how many times stronger than Wang Yang who absorbed it last time, but fortunately, Rong Qing is now a great cultivator, and her current essence power is comparable to the Seven Turns Divine Power, although the realm is not as good as Hu Crack, but it can also be suppressed.

After the face was suppressed, Rong Qing did not imprison it, but let it flow, and at the same time comprehended the cultivation path of Hu Crack. The essence of the half-saint, there is not much difference between strength and weakness, the level is in the magic power of the essence of the transformation of the essence; Hu Crack broke through to the realm of the four turns, and the essence of the transformation is more condensed, so what Rong Qing wants to digest is not only the essence element, but the most important thing is Hu Crack's fist intent.

The cracked essence ran through Rong Qing's body, as if a sword had shattered her, and then re-condensed and formed with a casting sledgehammer.

"Big brother is really a good mood! No wonder I have cultivated so quickly, I have comprehended such a fist intent, not only can the realm go further, but the casting technique can also be improved a lot! In this way, I will be able to build blood pattern weapons with my eldest brother in the near future. Rong Qing felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and felt that the power of the essence in his body gradually subsided, and the huge harvest of this retreat was simply unexpected.

Although he had not yet broken through to the realm of the fourth and half saints, Rong Qing knew that after harvesting the holy rice, it would be a matter of course.

"Huh......" Seeing Rong Qing wake up, Hu Hu on the other side also exhaled lightly, and his face was a little whiter than before. Although the Martial Saint's recovery power was amazing, Rong Qing forcibly absorbed him once, which was also a small loss. But Hu Crack's practice with Rong Qing this time is self-evident, because Rong Qing and his exercises have a casting foundation, the same root and the same origin, as the foundation of Jingyuan, Hu Crack also comprehended a little bit of the essence of the Daji God King Sutra.

That is to say, if Hu Ye can comprehend it, although it is unlikely that he will be able to grow holy rice, he will be able to truly strengthen his cultivation in the essence like Liang Ye did! Liang Ye's essence is nearly twice as strong as that of ordinary generals; Hu Crack's cultivation is not good at this, but it can also be four or five percent stronger. In this way, he is a holy general with a double difference in physique and essence, although his skill is only four turns, but he can compete with the powerhouses of the five turn realm.

"This ......" Sensing his realization, Hu Crack glanced at his hands, almost in disbelief. "Thank you Lord for your understanding, the minister's cultivation has turned the world upside down!" Rong Qing also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Big brother is serious, you and my brother are naturally related to each other. This time, I truly comprehended the realm of the Daji Divine King Sutra, so I depicted it again and showed it to everyone, believing that after the harvest of the holy rice, everyone will be able to improve. ”

After Rong Qing finished speaking, he opened the pen and paper and projected the farming picture in his mind onto the snow paper.

Hu Lian looked at the gradually unfolding ancient farming map, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Good!"

Although it was not realistic for everyone to comprehend a treasure book like the Daji God King Sutra, Rong Qing knew that it could make them realize one or two levels of cultivation in a flash of inspiration. This is enough, since listening to Wang Tao's words, Rong Qing decided to really follow the example of Emperor Gaozu of the previous dynasty, and develop his power to the limit and then try to achieve great things. Although it is impossible to reach the point of one million soldiers, thousands of generals, and surrounded by martial saints, it cannot be overwhelmed by Zuomeng's 50,000 military horses as before.

The one who can set the world must be the king, and the king's master must have the demeanor of the king.

In the middle of summer, the climate is hot on the Jiangdong Plain. Julu, Guangyun and Guangyun counties, the army is complete, after Chuyang Zuomeng and Chuzhou Zhen Heng joined forces, he and Feng Yuan retreated for more than two months, and both of them stepped into the next realm of semi-saints. Feng Yuan was depressed in his state of mind, so he couldn't cultivate enough, but after this retreat, he had steadily stepped into the realm of the Half-Saint Five Transformations, sweeping away the previous decadence! Because even if Chuzhou didn't reuse him, Feng Yuan had finally found his own place to use.

And Zuo Meng finally broke through to the level of the Half-Saint Eight Turns! Stepping into the realm of martial arts, there was only one step away.

Looking at the neatly lined 30,000 troops outside the county, Zuo Meng's face regained the confidence he had just come to Xianxian. Eight turns and a half saint, that is, in the Warring States period when there were many princes, it was also a real hero who could be named, although Rong Qing gave Zuo Meng one blow after another, but Zuo Meng believed that she would not have the opportunity to turn the tables from her own hands again.

"Rong Qing, what a genius. But she is young, and the time for practicing the exercises is too short, even if the martial arts go further, it is only a third-turn level, and I still hold her down! In the two confrontations, her tricks have been exhausted, and today is the battle to recover Dongpingling on behalf of my lord!" Zuo Meng pondered his thoughts while walking in the barracks. The 30,000 troops were borrowed by him from Zhen Heng in Chuzhou, but Zuo Meng believed that he could win this battle.

"Report!" At this time, a soldier flashed into the camp and knelt down to report. "Marshal Qiyu, General Feng Yuan of Guangyun County has already led 10,000 troops to attack Wupanting!"

"Oh, how's the battle going?" Zuo Meng turned around, and the pawn reported: "The guard of the Wupan Pavilion seems to be in retreat, so General Feng will take down this pavilion in just one day." Now that the garrison is repaired, it is ready to wait for the commander to send troops, and then attack Taoyuan County in a two-pronged manner!" Zuo Meng's face lit up and said: "Okay, Rong Qing and the others are in retreat, and the two pavilions must not be heavily defended." Order, the whole army will go out and take the street pavilion first!"

"No!"

The midsummer season is the time when the early rice in the south of the Yangtze River is ripe. Only in Taoyuan and Guanshui counties, there are countless Jingyuan rice harvested in ten miles and eight townships, whether it is a military general or a common people, they are busy back and forth, harvesting grain and grass. After Rong Qing came to Dongpingling, he gave Jingyuan rice, and the grain and rice planting increased the harvest by two or three times.

The bran of Jingyuan rice is used to feed pigs and chickens, which can be used to the fullest.

"Hurry up, harvest the grain and rice into storage, don't delay!" Chen Kuo led a group of civil and military officials to store this year's military rations, and everyone's faces were flushed. "This Dongpingling harvest, the lord can be said to be a high achievement! Those people all say that she is a fairy descending to earth, Pudu is born, so Dongpingling foundation, why worry about instability!"

"yes, yes......"

"Lord County Commander, something is wrong!" At this moment, a group of people suddenly ran outside the barracks and scrambled at the door. Chen Kuo was taken aback, and saw an old man and said, "Lord Chen, then Chuyang Zuomeng and Chuzhou Feng Yuan sent another 50,000 troops to attack our Dongpingling. Wupan Pavilion and Street Pavilion have been lost, and I hope that the adults will quickly send troops to defend the city!"

"Yes, my lord, they may be calling in a few days!"

"What?" Chen Kuo was suddenly shocked, and Qin Ji said: "Come on, first invite a few villagers to return to their hometowns to rest." Then he turned around and said to Chen Kuo: "The lord and the others are in retreat, and I heard from Lord Kang that the holy rice has begun to be harvested, and I also ask the lord to rectify the military defense." I went to the street pavilion to meet Zuo Meng! Since he had already surrendered, how could he raise troops to attack and go back on his word, making the people of the world laugh at him!"

"Qin Taishou, you are slow!" Wang Tao stopped in front of him, "Zuo Meng is in the limelight, if you go again, I am afraid that you will be killed!"