All parties are preparing for the future, and Hu Xing is no exception.

Maybe it's because he's getting older, Hu Xing always feels that he's sighed more often lately.

"Where was the Dao Soldier so easily born? If you want me to see it, this is that Yancheng has no choice, so it is deliberately like this. ”

"Our four major Qing clans, each family has only one Dao soldier, and they are all left behind by the ancestors who used up their blood before they died. How many sacrifices have we paid for this army? Where would it be so easy? ”

"Every Taoist soldier has entrusted all the faith and will of the ancestors, all the essence blood and a large number of treasures, and that's it, plus the maintenance of future generations from generation to generation."

"Almost every generation of my Hu clan has sacrificed themselves for the sake of the Dao soldiers, but even so, today, the will of the ancestors in our family's Dao soldiers has begun to become blurred, with no blood and no will, just half-useless Dao soldiers. It's okay to suppress the doctor, but if you really meet the second generation of ministers......"

At this moment, Hu Xing's mind remembered the previous heads of the Hu family.

Almost every family head who dies normally will inject his own essence and blood and will into the family soldiers before he dies.

It seems that only in this way can the new Dao soldiers from generation to generation obtain the bloodline of the Hu family, recognize the will of the Hu family to stay among the Dao soldiers, and then retain the combat power of the entire Dao soldiers.

Thinking about it this way, the news that Yancheng is creating Taoist soldiers will end in failure.

At least, from the old way of thinking, it will definitely fail.

However, Hu Xing couldn't help but recall the days when he studied under Kong Shengmen.

Before seeing the unicorn, Hu Xing would also feel that a fierce beast was a fierce beast, and it was impossible to recover his senses and turn into a rui beast.

Before meeting Senior Brother Zhongyou, Hu Xing would also feel that once a person's bloodline concentration is too high and cannot be tamed, the best result is to be sealed.

Before meeting Kong Sheng, Hu Xing would not really think that people could understand each other.

With a wave of his hand, Hu Xing let his son leave.

A moment later, Hu Xing came to another, more secluded secret room.

At the end of the chamber is a door with a lock on it.

Hu Xing dripped a drop of blood, and the lock opened automatically and the door was automatically pushed open.

With a burst of white light, Hu Xing vanished.

When he reappeared, he was already in another place.

There are a large number of treasures here, and this is also the real heritage of the Hu family.

As he walked, Hu Xing came to a tomb.

Open the mechanism and enter the tomb, and in front of you is a very large red coffin.

There is a large amount of natural Taoism on the surface of the coffin, and there is a small hole at the bottom of the coffin, and a jade bottle under the small hole.

Hu Xing bowed to the coffin three times, then took the jade bottle and put down an empty jade bottle.

"Hu Xing, a descendant of the unscrupulous, visited the ancestor ......"

After worshipping three times, Hu Xing dropped a drop of blood on the sermon on the surface of the coffin, and the whole coffin came to life in an instant, and there was even a wail of a fierce beast inside, like a beast that had stepped on a trap.

"The descendants are incompetent, and now they can only borrow the power of the ancestors."

A moment later, drops of essence blood flowed out of the small hole and entered the jade bottle.

Gently shaking the jade bottle, Hu Xing was a little dissatisfied: "It's been three hundred years, and that's it?" That's too little, isn't it? ”

"I hope Tu'er can surpass me, surpass the ancestors of all generations, and reach the height of the ancestors, otherwise, my Hu clan really won't last too long, at most two thousand years, the bloodline will be exhausted, and at that time it will not even be able to ensure that each generation of family heads has the strength of a doctor."

If this is the case, it is really time for the Hu clan to perish.

Thinking of this, Hu Xing couldn't help but look to the east. It is as if you can pass through thousands of rivers and mountains and see Yancheng directly.

"These qi practitioners are not happy to do things, if they can honestly do research for the Hu family, why is this?"

If you just ask for money, it's not impossible.

If you just want to be a member of the aristocracy, you can actually consider it.

But these qi practitioners are always thinking about changing this and that, who can tolerate it?

Holding the jade bottle in his hand, Hu Xing's footsteps came to another place: "Baby? Where's the babes? I'm ready to go, this time I can have a good meal......"

……

Yancheng is another day of sitting in the Taishou Mansion to deal with government affairs.

Today's Jiang Hua, if he is in the Taishou Mansion, then half a day to deal with government affairs and half a day to fish and leisure.

This morning, he had already dealt with a morning of government affairs, so after lunch, Jiang Hua came to a pond and started fishing.

As early as noon, the guards went to the market to buy a lot of live fish and put it in the pond. This afternoon, the frequency of bites is quite high.

Another fish was caught, and a Taoist came running in small steps.

Jiang Hua glanced at it and recognized this person.

His name is Feng Qingyang, and although he has the same surname, he and Feng Yi are not a family.

Feng Yi and Quwu are both from the Xiuxian family, and Feng Qingyang is an ordinary, ordinary local genius in Yancheng.

Yancheng occupies a radius of hundreds of miles, and the population is only one million, which sounds like a lot, and it is also a county. But if you look at the whole world, it's just a small place with a bigger sesame seed.

Therefore, although Feng Qingyang was already a genius in Yancheng before, his qi training qualifications were just like that.

However, he was born and raised locally, so he was naturally reused. Especially when Fengyi and Quwu were reused, Feng Qingyang also entered Jiang Hua's eyes.

"What's wrong? In such a hurry? Don't rush, speak slowly. ”

If something really urgent happens, it won't be Feng Qingyang who will come over at this time. Therefore, although he was in a hurry, Jiang Hua was still fishing unhurriedly.

"Lord, you have always emphasized the integration of spells into life, and the integration of Taoists into life, just now, a typical case appeared......"

Hearing this, Jiang Huayu stopped fishing, and directly pulled up the fishing rod and put it aside: "What case, let's hear about it?" ”

"Just now, a monk told me that he used spells to help his father smelt, and inadvertently trained a large amount of steel."

"He said that after practicing steel, he took out the rune encyclopedia of the Donghai Academy, and after studying it carefully, he tried to make a simple magic weapon that could control the flames."

"With this magic weapon, you can control the number of flames, cold and heat, and always smelt steel instead of iron."

"In the past, if a blacksmith wanted to smelt steel, he needed to make ordinary iron first, and then smelt it into steel, which was very complex and extremely expensive.

"And this alchemist, at the beginning, only used spells to observe the heat and coldness of the flames, and at the critical moment, helped his father increase the heat and coldness of the flames...... Who knew that in the end, it turned out to be directly made of steel. ”