"Ugh!"

Shi Lei in the back didn't pay attention, and suddenly hit his back head-on, squeaking in pain.

"Your Highness, your bones are so hard that they seem to be wrapped in a layer of qi, and you have to fight with Xiang and General Xiang."

When it comes to Xiang Hong, Shi Lei is now only left with regrets.

Of course, he was more frightened at this time.

I think that General Xiang said that Prince Zhang only had the peak of the sixth order, but why did he feel the same way when he bumped into General Xiang before?

Before colliding with it, he couldn't detect Prince Zhang's breath at all, but after colliding with it, it was like a boulder hit by gravity.

General Xiang once said that this is a characteristic that can only be possessed when entering the realm of "non-human" in the upper third order!

"Your Highness, you won't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, obviously a seventh-order martial artist, but you deliberately show weakness and pretend to be a sixth-order, right?"

Shi Lei rubbed the swollen pimple on his forehead, half-jokingly and half-seriously probing the truth and reality.

Zhang Junlin felt an unprecedented surge of energy pouring into his body from the soles of his feet.

It is no longer a simple superposition of forces, but a qualitative change.

For example, he could hear the sound of pigs in the mountains and forests in the distance.

And as long as he wants, he can also hear the breathing of anyone present, even the croaking of frogs underground.

Through the rain curtain, you can see your surroundings as clearly as if you were wearing a telescope.

Within a radius of two miles, this small world seemed to be integrated with his body.

There is a kind of delusional confidence that if he wants to, everything in the meantime can be used by him.

"You don't have to be limited to paying in the moment and getting back in the moment, as long as you continue to work hard, you will have a harvest in the future."

Zhang Junlin slowly spit out a sentence that he had just realized the deeper way of farming.

I also understand why he was able to have an unexpected breakthrough.

Although the effect of manure is not immediate, it has a far-reaching impact and can be regarded as a new milestone in farming technology.

And after breaking through to the seventh order, he finally understood why his previous experience was wrong.

The lower third order is to accumulate energy by simply increasing the cultivated land, while the middle third order relies on the results of the cultivated land to increase the strength.

The cultivation path of the upper third order is a contribution to farming.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?"

Shi Lei faced Prince Zhang, who answered the question.

I always felt that these words were very meaningful, but he couldn't understand it.

"It's nothing, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future."

After breaking through the seventh order, Zhang Junlin's body did not change on the surface, but under the washing of the Heaven and Earth Dao Law, there had already been a reborn change.

The increase in strength has made his whole person from the previous calmness to add a sense of chic.

"Your Highness, let's go hunting."

Shi Lei still didn't understand.

Seeing that Prince Zhang had no intention of answering, he knew that the other party might want to keep it secret and avoid revealing his true strength, so he no longer dwelled on this issue.

"You go and make a fire and prepare the materials, I'll go alone."

"Your Highness, even if you are a total of one hundred and eight people, unless you hunt a wild boar, otherwise one person and one pound of meat, when will you hunt?"

As soon as the words fell.

The afterimage flashed in front of Shi Lei's eyes, and an invisible but substantial-like energy rushed to his face.

It smashed into his face like countless hard gravel, making him grin in pain.

finally relieved himself to open his eyes, but he didn't care about crying out in pain, and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Others were stunned and didn't know how to describe their feelings.

"Is this wild boar enough to eat? Not enough for me to take its nest, and there were six stronger wild boars in it. ”

Zhang Junlin was carrying a 200-pound black-haired pig and stood in front of them with a relaxed face.

Coming and going in the blink of an eye, the speed of performing light skills is faster than that of General Xiang!

What's even more terrifying.

Looking at the moss on the feet of the black-haired pigs, it should be in the deep forest, two miles away from them.

Such strength proves one thing beyond a doubt.

"Your Highness, you have indeed become a seventh-order martial artist."

Shi Lei rubbed his swollen face, and his gaze became dark.

When Prince Zhang left just now, it was obvious that he didn't control his strength to hurt him.

General Xiang's judgment was correct.

"This palace is the pinnacle of the sixth order, isn't it normal to step into the seventh order?"

"However, Your Highness hasn't been with us all the time, when did you break through?"

Shi Lei's question is also a question in everyone's minds.

They all looked at Prince Zhang who did not hide his strength expectantly, hoping that Prince Zhang could give them a pointer.

"Who will kill a pig?"

Zhang Junlin was not generous enough to share his cultivation experience with the generals of the enemy country.

deliberately showed his current strength, but also to prevent these people who were in harmony with him from despising his majesty and doing things that were not conducive to Jinling again.

“……”

Touching a soft nail, everyone laughed, but they didn't force it.

After all, the powerful enlightenment and cultivation exercises are not passed on.

What's more, it's Queen Mo, a peerless technique that can be cultivated to the peak of the ninth order.

"Xiao Li will kill the New Year's pig."

Shi Lei pointed to the versatile Li Da.

There is a specialization in the art industry.

Zhang Junlin handed over to Xiao Li the black-haired pig that smashed the meridians of his body with one punch and died.

I went to the warehouse to make spices.

Inject the perfect soul into the next barbecue.

……

North of Jinling City.

Bai Zhi was five miles away from the city gate and found that the South Vietnamese troops were stationed and could only walk in the rain.

On the way here, you can see many people wading through mountains and rivers in the rain, but the closer you get to Jinling City, the more you can't see this scene.

"The gate is open, and there are no refugees outside the city who are dying of hunger and disease, which is not the same as the Jinling we imagined."

Bai Zhi muttered and walked to the bottom of the gatehouse.

After carefully inspecting her guide, the soldiers guarding the city pointed to a simple shack made of oilcloth in the middle of the city.

"If the girl has no place to stay, go there to register for food and shelter."

Bai Zhi found that there were many refugees besides her who were treated in the same way, and her fleshy little face was full of confusion.

The people of Jinling ran away, and the houses were.

But wasn't all the grain swept away by the royal family?

The soldiers and civilians stationed in the garrison did not have enough to eat, and they were actually distributed to refugees?

Is it a swollen face to make a fat man?

"No matter, let's go to the medical center in the east of the city first and do what the young lady explained."

Bai Zhi entered the city, saw the bleak and deserted streets, as if entering a ghost town, and suddenly realized that he was wrong.

Where is this slapping a swollen face and filling a fat man.

This is clearly a reputation for fame.

"The refugees who came in from outside must have pretended to be distributed, saying that they were distributing food, but there was not a single refugee in this shack, and they didn't need to give back a single or two grains to pick up the good name of 'Fumin'."

Bai Zhi thought of the second prince and the eighth prince who were doing the same thing.

I feel that the Nanyue royal family is hopeless.

When she went back, she suggested that the young lady change the route to the north and go to the Northern Qi Dynasty, the South Vietnamese royal family didn't care about the life or death of the people of South Vietnam, why should they worry about salty radishes?

Bai Zhi saw that ten rooms were empty, and only some frail women and children were left standing at the door of the house.

As if he was still waiting for the savior to come, he didn't feel good in his heart, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

Behold.

As soon as I turned the corner, the smell of feces wafted in.

She subconsciously raised her feet, only to find that although the water on the street was not clear, it was not mixed with feces.

Only then did I find that there was no accumulation of filth in the city, whether it was on the main road, in the alleys or in front of the people's homes.

"Also, there are no people, where did the come from."

It seems that the young lady is overthinking this time.

As soon as the words were finished.

Bai Zhi's ears moved, and she heard the sound of laughter not far away.

"My family has a lot of dung hoarded by horses, and I changed fifty catties of grain last night!"

"My children picked up a lot of dung, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't dislike their little urine buckets, just four children for four catties. Hahaha......"

"It happened to be raining today, so we don't have to brave the rain to get food and put it in the pot."

"That's right, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has given us grain openly and secretly, and we must also be able to save it."

Adults pushing dung carts and children carrying dung buckets happily recounted the results of last night's battle in the rain.

Bai Zhi stared straight at these people coming from the street, and her whole body was covered with an unreal white mist covered by rain.

It's like a ghost, and it's like a dream, and it's so frightened that it lifts its breath and gathers its strength.

"Girl, are you a new refugee?"

"Big sister, there are two hundred meters forward or two hundred meters back of the soup kitchen's shack, do you want me to take you there?"

When the group walked in front of Bai Zhi, the hot breath exhaled from talking made her breathe a sigh of relief.

It's dangerous.

It's a living person!

Scared her to death.

"Thank you, I'm not a refugee."

Bai Zhi saw these war-torn but helpful people of Jinling, and silently apologized in her heart for her lack of virtue decision to change the route to Northern Qi just now.

"Big sister, isn't she a refugee, she's from the city? Do you want Huangzhuang to exchange dung for grain? But now it's too late, and there's no dung to pick up in the city. ”

"What nonsense is a child, is this girl dressed like she is picking up dung?"

Adults educate the child, and after apologizing, they will leave.

Bai Zhi hurriedly flashed in front of them.

"Uncle, how do you exchange dung for food?"

If Bai Zhi wasn't afraid of pain, she really wanted to give herself a mouthful.

Prove that you are dreaming.

Otherwise, how could there be such an absurd thing in the world as exchanging dung for food?