fifth form

Chapter 1839 A Temporary Small Game
The realm of supernatural powers is a watershed.

This realm cannot be said to be absolutely strong, but many mysterious and important techniques come from the realm of supernatural powers.

The most important thing is that the cultivators in the supernatural power realm begin to have strong enough self-protection ability.

Even if they are not good at fighting, monks can use their realm to intimidate and suppress villains.

Realm deterrence is a nearly lethal ability that can effectively suppress cultivators at the Creation Consciousness Realm and below. When encountering assassination attempts by cultivators of these levels, there is also a higher chance of quickly protecting oneself.

Under the premise of greatly increased survival rate, it is not surprising that cultivators in the supernatural power realm are entrusted with important tasks.

Many positions require wisdom, but wisdom cannot stop the use of force to break through ingenuity. The most important prerequisite for doing anything is not to do it well, but to survive while doing it.

When it comes to vested interests, countless bloody cases are warning the executors that no matter how well they do their job, the dead are worthless.

This also became the iron rule for the court to select important talents.

If wisdom and knowledge are not to the point of defying the heavens, there will be very few small monks in the upper echelons.

"I have seen many wailing lunatics along the way. It seems that they are suppressed by intimidation." The new emperor took the bowl and said, "Congratulations on reaching the level of supernatural power!"

"I am just a fake supernatural power at the moment," Zhang Xuezhou said with a blink of his eyes, "I have the ability to suppress at the supernatural level, but I don't have the magic power at the supernatural level!"

"How is it possible?" the new emperor stared in shock.

"The two bridges between heaven and earth in my head are broken, making it difficult for me to fully reach the realm of supernatural powers. I have become a half-baked one," said Zhang Xuezhou.

He stretched out his hands and clapped them, and deep blue magical light emerged in the palms of his hands, proving that his magical power had not yet undergone a transformation.

This made the new emperor feel a little distressed.

The new emperor witnessed an extremely peculiar realm of cultivation. Zhang Xuezhou had not reached the realm of supernatural powers, but he possessed the ability to intimidate and suppress people in the realm of supernatural powers.

Even Li Guang was shocked by this situation, and felt that Zhang Xuezhou's level of supernatural power was neither good nor bad.

"What about your magical powers?" the new emperor asked tentatively.

"No, my magic power has not evolved, how can I have any magical powers!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands, indicating that he only had the most important deterrent and suppressive ability in the supernatural realm, and he didn't get any of the others.

"Your situation is a bit complicated!"

“If I can repair the Second Bridge of Heaven and Earth, I will definitely be able to enter the realm of supernatural powers!”

If Zhang Xuezhou's magic skills are limited, the new emperor feels that he may be the weakest cultivator in the realm of supernatural powers in history.

When encountering a confrontation of magic, Zhang Xuezhou's magic power is inferior and it is difficult for him to defeat the cultivator in the supernatural power realm.

This is undoubtedly an uncomfortable thing, but the new emperor can understand it when he thinks about the fact that the Imperial Medical Clinic directly opened the patient's head in order to confirm the Empress Dowager's illness.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking that a cultivator as talented as Zhang Xuezhou had to stop here.

He had met Zhang Xuezhou when he was young, and was very clear about the other party's cultivation level. He also knew how much talent such a person needed to reach the realm of supernatural powers in just a few years.

If nothing unexpected happens, he feels that if the conditions are right, there is a high probability that Zhang Xuezhou will reach the state of egocentrism, and even achieve his true self in the future. Unfortunately, there is no if, and things cannot be repeated.

"Make the medicine well, and wait until the Li Shaojun you invited arrives in Chang'an City, then you can make the medicine well." The new emperor urged: "Try to take the medicine and cure the disease!"

"Thank you!"

Zhang Xuezhou clasped his fists in thanks.

He used Li Guang's mouth to inform the new emperor of the poor's affairs, and also took action along the way.

As long as the new emperor still cares about people's livelihood, the other party will definitely find this place, and there will be a high probability of conversation, which will also allow Zhang Xuezhou to make some judgments.

It is difficult to get a group of young people to reach a high level of cultivation and enter the imperial court within half a year, and the current new emperor still lacks talent.

Although a long time has passed, the attitude of the new emperor has not changed. Zhang Xuezhou is an unreliable member of the new emperor's camp, but he is also a cultivator with higher cultivation among the young group of the new emperor, which makes him still have good value.

It was a temporary small game, which demonstrated Zhang Xuezhou's strength and saved him from having to rely on guesswork to figure out the new emperor's thoughts.

He had a clear idea in his mind and knew that he should still be valued by the new emperor.

"It's a good thing that you care about the disaster victims, but sending food and meat is not something that can be done in the long run. Let me ask you, where will they get their next meal after this one?"

The new emperor blinked slightly, and after understanding it, he did not ask too many questions, but chose a question to ask.

"Is it time for another assessment?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.

"Yes," the new emperor nodded and said, "You haven't answered for half a year, it's time to start taking more!"

"Your question really stumped me," Zhang Xuezhou said, "They are old and frail, and they speak the dialect of the northern border. Only a few of them can communicate normally in Chang'an City. They have no clothes, no houses, no tools, no 'festival', and no money. It is difficult for them to do anything, and it is also difficult for them to have their next meal!"

"Is there no solution to this problem?" the new emperor asked doubtfully.

"For some people, they may be able to use their power to arrange things for others to make a living, but it would be very difficult to let them be self-reliant." Zhang Xuezhou nodded and said, "I still can't think of any way!"

"Oh, can't they cultivate the land and make a living?" asked the new emperor.

"Reclaiming wasteland and planting crops seems feasible. They have reclaimed more than 50 mu of land," Zhang Xuezhou nodded. "But reclaiming wasteland requires a lot of physical energy, and it also requires continuous investment in farm tools and seeds. It takes a very long time to get a harvest. They don't have any surplus food. If they encounter a bad harvest, they will have no food to eat!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the field beyond the thorns.

The fields reclaimed by the people of Zhangjiazhuang cannot be said to be good. Due to the lack of a large number of tools such as digging tools, the weeds in these fields are extremely difficult to uproot and remove. Usually, they will grow again after being pulled out, and they will be pulled out again. Today, the fields are still overgrown with weeds.

The harvest from this kind of field will be mediocre, and even the guidance of Xu Yuan and Xu Ji will be useless.

If the people of Zhangjiazhuang had not been in a mountainous area with abundant wild animals, they would have been almost trapped in a dead end.

If not for this, Zhang Xuezhou would not have to rely on money for long-term support.

"Having lived to this age, don't they have any other skills to make a living?" asked the new emperor.

"Some of them are veterans of the Northern Border Military Region," Zhang Xuezhou said. "They have learned some basic martial arts and can do some hunting, but there are few wild animals around here, so it is very difficult to feed yourself by hunting!"

"A veteran from the North?"

While the new emperor was also thinking, Li Guang's heart was slightly moved.

"I am also a veteran from the northern border. Where are you from?" Li Guang turned his head and asked Zhang Baojia, who was in the lead.

"I used to patrol under Li Su, the Fenwu Captain of Shanggu County. I served as a sergeant for a while by killing two barbarians from a vicious country. But as I got older and weaker, I retreated back to the village," Zhang Baojia replied cautiously.

"You were able to serve as a sergeant until your retirement. When you retired, you had at least ten strings of cash. You could have lived a good life even if you went to the city. How did you end up like this?"

"Ten strings of cash? Isn't the layoff only worth five hundred and a half taels of cash?"

"Ok?"

Li Guang asked a few questions and his face turned ugly.

"When a sergeant retires, he is given 500 and a half taels of silver," Zhang Baojia said, "We all get it this way. An ordinary soldier without a position gets 100 and a half taels of silver when he retires. Zhang Houtu's leg was broken, so wounded soldiers like him can get an extra 50 and a half taels of silver as severance pay!"

"absurd!"

Li Guang didn't say anything yet. The new emperor, who was discussing with Zhang Xuezhou, listened to the conversation and felt that the Northern Border Military Region under Li Guang's jurisdiction had very serious problems.

The standards are set from above, but implementation at the bottom is obviously another matter.

If after several years of military service one is only given one hundred and a half taels of silver, it is only the cost of a meal for some people in Chang'an City. No ordinary person would be willing to fight for it and kill the enemy.

The imperial court supplies the Northern Border Military Region with huge amounts of money every year, but it is clear that the money is not put to good use.

The new emperor felt that Li Guang had serious problems.