Cao's liquidation did not start immediately, but hibernated for several months, waiting for the best time.
Three months later.
In the south of Jin State, Hejiazhuang is on Xiliuyuan.
The autumn is crisp and the rice is fragrant.
This is the most festive day in Hejiazhuang every five years. The yellow bud rice that can only be harvested once every five years will mature in one day.
At that time, like Hejiazhuang, the yellow-bud rice in thousands of large and small farms distributed in Nanyi will all mature, and the mellow rice fragrance will be more than a hundred times flying thousands of miles, attracting thousands of people in Wanzuling. Hundreds of millions of locusts gathered in disasters and rushed to Lingtian to snatch the fruit of the five-year harvest.
Therefore, guards from the master's house were stationed in Hejiazhuang early to protect the harvest of Hejiazhuang's precious [-] mu of yellow bud rice.
Hejiazhuang, Neifu, in the lobby.
He Feibao, the special envoy of the master's family, sat on the throne with a golden knife. The general manager, He Gui, led the five major stewards in the village, and was at the left.
He Feibao drank a sip of the spiritual tea treasured by Manager He, and frowned slightly. The Hejiazhuang, a branch of the branch, was indeed a "countryside" place, and there was no good tea for entertaining guests. The spiritual energy was so thin, it was no wonder that no one from the main family in the city wanted to come.
He put down the teacup, and He Feibao asked casually:
"He Gui, what is the expected harvest of Hejiazhuang this year?"
He Gui hurriedly bowed his head and said respectfully: "Reporting to the envoy, thanks to the master's blessings, the weather has been good for the past five years, and the village is irrigated with the Lingquan water dispatched from Nanyi City on a monthly basis. In the past five years, the growth of the yellow bud rice has been better than before. All good, the harvest of yellow bud rice is expected to break through a thousand stones!"
He Gui went on to express his merits:
"In addition, the 240-acre spiritual vegetable field newly expanded ten years ago failed to harvest in the first phase five years ago, and the second phase of this year has a slight harvest. A total of more than 510 stones of spiritual vegetables have been harvested..., [-] six young horses have been born in the racecourse in the past five years Horse, an adult..."
"Okay! The most important thing is the yellow bud rice, and you can weigh the rest yourself."
He Feibao interrupted impatiently. Only when a cultivator reaches the alchemy state can he completely indica.
The realm of Qi training requires physical exercise, especially a large amount of spiritual resources to supplement consumption and temper mana.
The effect of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in the foundation building realm has greatly increased, but it cannot make up for the consumption of daily practice. You need to take certain pills to maintain daily practice. Among them, Huangya Dan, which is refined from a large amount of yellow bud rice, has the best effect and is the most effective. Popular with monks.
"Yellow bud rice is cultivated by the ancient sages by hybridizing elixir and wild rice. It contains a lot of spiritual energy and has the reputation of a small elixir.
Those so-called spiritual vegetables are nothing more than thousands of years of agricultural cultivation and imitation of the sages, the failed products of mixing elixir and wild vegetables. The cost of spiritual spring water is high, the yield is low, and the content of spiritual energy is low. How can it be compared with yellow bud rice? Compare? "
He Feibao seems to have his own opinion on this, and he talks a lot about it:
"The yellow-bud rice planted by the ancient sages spreads the leaves, and every effort is reaped. It has its own mysterious principles and principles contained in it. The monks in this world have the wealth of yellow-bud rice. The number of monks is more than that of ancient times. It is more than a hundred times, and the contribution of the yellow bud rice to the prosperity of Xiandao should be one of them."
Where there is a praise, there is a derogation:
"Those spiritual vegetables are nothing more than the flattery of gluttons who are greedy for appetite. If a monk can't resist his own appetite, how can he resist the temptations on the road of cultivation? As for miscellaneous items such as horses and cattle, they are just ordinary things. , it's not worth mentioning."
He Gui doesn't care whether there is any reason or no reason in it. The Envoy of Establishing the Foundation, one of the four heroes of the He family, even if he refers to a deer as a horse, He Gui can flatter him. road:
"The envoy's words are very clear. He Gui has been taught. From now on, he will definitely reduce the number of spiritual vegetables and use the saved spiritual spring water on yellow bud rice to make the best use of everything."
He Feibao was very helpful, and nodded in satisfaction. He was young and ambitious, and he could not listen to different opinions the most. His character was a bit headstrong, so he didn't get along well with the other three of the four handsome men, and he always wanted to overpower the other three.
"The He family has hundreds of farms in Xiliuyuan, but the He family farm is named after the He family and is managed by the descendants of the He family. You have to work hard to set an example for other farms!"
He Gui responded again and again, and offered another set of flattering words.
He Feibao turned his head to look at the instructor Zhao Li and asked:
"How about the newly promoted children this year? There are no outstanding seedlings?"
Zhao Li was not very good at flattery and answered honestly. He Feibao was not interested in asking any more after the disciples who routinely took three cleansing pills and broke through the fourth level of Qi training were sent to the master's house to work.
He Feibao pondered for a moment, then said seriously:
"He Gui, Zhao Li, you have worked hard in the village for so many years, and the master has taken it seriously and rewarded you generously."
They confirmed the cultivation bases of the two with their spiritual consciousness.
"Both of you have stepped into the realm of perfect Qi training. Today, the master will give you both a foundation building pill. After you two sense your respective opportunities, you can directly enter the city master's family spirit land in Nanyi to break through."
"Thank you for the grace of the Lord's family, and thank the emissary for giving Dan."
He Gui and Zhao Li were overjoyed and quickly thanked each other. The Foundation Establishment Pill was worth [-] talismans, and most of the time there was no market for it. When the market was the most ruthless, it could soar to [-] talismans. Only a powerful family like the He family who sits in one side can reward the servants with two Foundation Establishment Pills.
He Feibao thought to himself, if it hadn't been for the quarrel with Mi Jiabao Guangge ten years ago because of the Blood River Collection, which had intensified a few years ago and secretly lost a lot of manpower, urgently needed to replenish, and would not have given a large number of foundations at once Dan, let He Gui and Zhao Li pick up such a big deal.
He Feibao asked casually:
"That's right! Ten years ago, it was rumored that the blood river inheritance purchased by the Mi family was lost in our Nanyi territory. Your He family village was a local snake in Xiliuyuan. Was there anything unusual in Xiliuyuan at that time?"
Back then, He Feibao was the first to report the news of the blood river inheritance to the Patriarch of the He family. Unexpectedly, he had been busy for a whole year and found nothing...
Both the He family and Baoguang Pavilion suspected that the other party had obtained the blood river inheritance secretly, but they kept it secret, and the two sides became enemies because of this...
This blood river inheritance has become a heart disease of He Feibao, so much so that his practice has stagnated for several years.
He Gui recalled for a moment and replied:
"Report to the envoy, there was nothing unusual in Xiliuyuan that year, but during that time in the village, a black water black horse with unawakened blood was lost. The village searched for many days, but found nothing, and reported it to the master in time. ."
He Feibao nodded, closed his eyes and meditated, the lost black water crow's body contained thin blood of the real dragon, and it was probably eaten by the white flood dragon as blood food for healing.
After that, there should be a certain monk who killed Bai Jiao and took away the inheritance...