Dugu Pocheng has been trapped in a fighting room for the past twenty years, even if he is too lazy to use his brain, he has thought through everything he can think about, he smiled and said, "Do you know how many spirit crystals are needed for cultivation during the refining period?" ”

It took tens of thousands of spirit crystals to hit the level from the seventh to the eighth layer of soul refining, Zhong Zhen shook his head and said, "I really can't guess." ”

"Actually, I can't guess, but the sheer number is not what you want to get. If you want to use it justifiably, you must have absolute power. Take all the spiritual crystals of all the cultivators in the world into your own hands, do you say that the benefits of being an emperor are great? ”

Zhong Zhen nodded, but with her understanding, the goal of Dugu Pocheng's life is to practice, to constantly surpass himself, not to rely on external forces, and not to pay attention to the struggle for power.

"It sounds very good, why don't you just accept it, and in the future, you don't make all those things about handing over your sons and grandchildren to others to raise."

Dugu Pocheng couldn't help but sigh, "If I agree to be this heir, I will have to participate in those messy things." Let's put it this way, the number of spirit crystal mines in the swamp is indeed not small, but it can be seen that so many people really need to die. But in the end, there were thirty percent fewer cultivators in the entire continent, do you know why?

Zhong Zhen has never understood this, she once asked Yue Meishan, guessing that it was probably to take these people to refine the elixir.

"Why?"

"There are two reasons for this. First, because the number of cultivators is too large, the consumption of spirit crystals is too huge. The second reason is even more chilling. Rendan, have you heard of it? The blood of many cultivators has been refined into elixirs. My father felt that it was better to let these mediocre people die sooner than to let them spend their spirit crystal cultivation. After dying and still having some value, after refining into an elixir, sell it to the remaining cultivators, and the spirit crystals in everyone's hands will return to his hands. ”

It turned out to be to collect money, Zhong Zhen was stunned, he didn't expect that the emperor would also lack money to spend.

Dugu Pocheng continued: "A person's strength is limited, even if it is a refining ancestor. There is no way to mine an entire spirit crystal mine and kill close to thirty percent of cultivators in the name of it, but if he has a powerful army in his hands, this problem is not a problem. No matter how powerful the sect is. It is better to treat a whole country as a big sect and be above everyone. ”

Zhong Zhen suddenly thought of those big families in Ning Kingdom, King Lu Cheng and Deng or something, compared to their Bai family. It's like a child playing in the mud.

The largest family is the Bai family, which selects the best heirs and uses all the resources to pile up the most powerful cultivators.

The old emperor would definitely not take these pills, and the master said that the mixed soul breath is not good for cultivation, and it will definitely affect the advancement.

In addition to the high-quality spirit fruit with pure breath, the best cultivation thing is the spirit crystal.

Look at the scene and use an entire continent's spirit crystals to feed one person. The funny thing is that even with so many resources, it can't impact the late stage of body refining or the spirit refining stage.

"Uncle Dugu. Someone is watching, and someone is listening, right? ”

Dugu Pocheng glanced at Zhong Zhen and thought to himself, aren't you talking nonsense?

Zhong Zhen picked up the cushion, moved his buttocks, squeezed to Dugu Pocheng's side, put his head to his ear, and said in a very soft voice: "It's okay to talk like this, even the Refining Ancestor will definitely not be able to hear it." ”

"Don't get so close, your ears itch."

"Oh...... Good. Is this okay? Zhong Zhen moved her head away a little more.

Dugu Pocheng's voice was also extremely small, and the two of them staggered their heads. Talk in a whisper.

Zhong Zhen has a lot of questions in her heart, but most of them are curiosity, she has to figure it out, otherwise her heart is like being caught by a crab's pincers.

All doubts. Finally dawned on.

She remembered that when she was in the army, she asked Dugu Pocheng a question, just such a place, everyone can't go anywhere, surrounded by the vast sea and snowy mountains, why there are two countries. It is better to merge together, so as not to fight all the time.

At that time, Dugu Pocheng's explanation was: A country must have an enemy, and if there is no enemy, everyone will live too comfortably, and there will be infighting.

However, now Zhong Zhen doesn't think so.

The old emperor's possession did not occupy Ningguo, not to prevent internal strife at all. Because there are at least two countries, they can justifiably build up armies, provoke wars, and rob the cultivation resources of the people of the world.

For the sake of a spirit crystal mine that killed thirty percent of the cultivators, this war was fought inexplicably.

Two countries, in fact, are one country. I'm afraid that Ning Guo has long been in the hands of the old emperor of Mengguo, even if he does not control it completely, he must have controlled some important people.

Ling Xiao Ancestor was the old emperor's person at all, and Ling Xiao Ancestor gave Dugu Pocheng such an important thing as the soul nourishing wood casually, because that burning stick was not originally a thing of Zixia Palace.

Therefore, the battle for this spirit crystal mine was actually just a one-man show sung by the old emperor alone, and the purpose was purely to kill more cultivators, in order to put all the spirit crystals in his pocket.

It seems that a lot of spirit crystals were taken to pay those sects, but in fact, in the end, the money in these people's pockets would eventually be taken out to buy pills.

Zhong Zhen thought to himself, the human pill sold by the old emperor must not look like a human pill at all, and the alchemists under him must not be so lame.

The two depressed people discussed all the doubts in their hearts with each other, and all that was left was to look at each other.

"Uncle, I think it's better for you to be the emperor than for someone else."

Dugu Pocheng shook his head so much that he was about to fall off, "I'm only in the early stage of soul refining now, and there is still a little distance from the middle stage, that father should have two hundred years to live, and he may not die if I die." If you really want to be made as the successor, you will have to work for him for the next countless years, and do those things that seek power and profit, if you really want to live like this, it is better to simply be locked up for the rest of your life. ”

Zhong Zhen was also extremely upset, obviously Zhu Ziling was more suitable to sit in this position, what did the old emperor think.

"Your brother Zhu is probably going to die of anger, why didn't your father pick him, or other descendants?"

"You ask me, who do I ask? The man had lived too long, and his brain had already gone bad. According to him, he was also raised by the previous emperor in this way, and was raised by a certain family. “

"I think it's because your mind and cultivation qualifications are better, if it were me, I would also pick you to be my son."

Dugu Pocheng glared at Zhong Zhen angrily, is there such a thing as taking advantage of others, when it comes to the age of the two, they can be her father.

Zhong Zhen smiled hesitantly, she is a big girl with yellow flowers, and she is the mother of others, this kind of joke doesn't seem to be appropriate, and it is another beating for grandma to hear.

Dugu Pocheng suddenly said, "In fact, there is an even more fatal reason, I refuse to be the emperor even if I die." ”

"What is the reason?" Zhong Zhen's eyes lit up, and there was something she hadn't guessed. (To be continued.) )