The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

In front of the pottery shop nine streets away, Ding Ning had just touched the clay seams of a new wine jar. The sudden rise of colorful clouds in the southwest sky made him frown - it was clearly a rainbow formed by the vaporization of metal.

He jumped onto the freight wagon and looked out. A mushroom cloud was rising slowly from the top of Liling Mountain. But it was not ordinary smoke. The expanding red-gold color was like cinnabar dripping into clear water, staining the sky of Changling. It was also like the shadow of a broken bronze tripod.

At the moment when the gilded platform melted into a golden red waterfall, the molten metal flowing from the bronze bell wall pulled out thousands of silk threads, which entangled with the vermilion lacquer peeling off the surface of the Dengwen Drum to form a red silk thread.

These molten materials were thrown high into the sky by the shock wave and solidified into translucent emerald-colored threads when they cooled, like the lost necklace of a goddess scattered into the clouds.

When Li Mang's short axe fell to the ground, molten bluestone splashed.

The rough man who had just sworn an oath of loyalty with blood was now staring blankly at the twisted human-shaped charcoal on the gilded platform. He suddenly roared and jumped into the still boiling glass pit. The jade-studded leather boots carbonized the moment they touched the lava, and the exploding sparks covered him with illusory golden armor.

At the top of the corner tower three hundred feet away, the panicked Sixth Realm guard saw clearly: the opponent crawled the last three feet with his elbows, and when the flying iridescent crystals pierced his chest, his broken body was still squirming forward until it was completely swallowed up by the golden-red slurry gushing out of the cracks in the ground.

"The Lord is dead!"

Lu Siche slumped on the ground holding the half-charred "Order of Cenxun", leaving those retainers who first fled far away and then immediately turned around after the task was completed, rushing into the fire scene in the scorching cyclone.

When they returned again, their ragged robes were already covered with colored glass crystals, but they still refused to put down the Lantian jade in their arms.

Wen Houling curled up in the shadow of the screen and coughed up blood.

He looked at the bizarrely tragic scene with an indescribable expression, and then suddenly sighed, his eyes following the half-melted and cracked seal of "The Great Qin King of Chu", and saw it fall on the surface of the pond not far away, and four hundred koi fish competed to turn up their pale bellies.

Did the man from yesterday attack again? Why would he fight against such a terrifying force that could destroy half of the UFO fleet with one strike? If there were no Eight Realms like His Majesty, or the cultivation of the Empress, Xu Sishou, and Mo Shoucheng, I'm afraid it would be in vain.

Ye Celeng stood on the eaves of a teahouse three streets away, analyzing the energy aftermath with the compass in his sleeve.

The impact range was precisely controlled within the walls of the Proton Palace. The clerk in the bookstore next door was still wiping the door panels, and the proprietress of the bun shop opposite had just opened the steamer - the aroma of leek stuffing mixed with the cool fragrance of vaporized elixir drifted over the safe and sound Chuguan and Qinlou.

"Miss Zhao's handwriting... Yuanwu and Zheng Xiu will probably be restless again."

She was thinking about something, and casually took out three copper coins and bought two steaming buns for lunch today: "Zhang Shiwu took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the mansion, should he be able to successfully obtain the 'Xishan Sword Plate'?"

The Xishan Sword Plate is one of the most powerful talisman weapons in the Great Chu Dynasty. It is used by Lord Liling to protect his life. It is made of the elite extracted from millions of kilograms of tin. Its specific effect is that it can allow a master who has just entered the seventh realm to release the power of a sword array of the middle grade of the seventh realm.

It doesn't sound very outstanding, but considering that most of the Seventh Realm Grandmasters want to fight with all their strength, they have to mobilize the vitality of a large area of ​​heaven and earth nearby first, and the "Xishan Sword Plate" itself naturally contains this power, allowing the user to activate it immediately without "moving mountains", and its value is several levels higher.

In the Grandmaster battle at the Seventh Realm Mountain Moving Level, one side possesses the "Xishan Sword Disc" and can suddenly launch a powerful attack without cooldown, which often means seizing the initiative.

Not to mention that the manufacturing method of this talisman weapon has been lost, and there is only one left in the world, which is why it is extremely rare.

The Emperor of Chu originally gave it to Li Lingjun, the hostage sent to Qin, not because he valued him or had high hopes for him, but because he did not want the "representative" sent by the Great Chu Dynasty to appear too weak in the Qin capital Changling, so as to avoid tarnishing the reputation of the Great Chu, losing face, and being looked down upon by the Qin people.

In addition, there was also Concubine Zhao Xiang's plan. She originally planned to promote the transaction between Li Lingjun and Lian Houfu through Lu Siche, so that this talisman weapon would fall into the hands of a more suitable person, and at the same time secretly exchange some useful conditions from Daqin. Unexpectedly, Li Lingjun actually chose to completely side with Yuanwu.

Therefore, whether it was to recover the talisman weapon and the wealth purchased with the Lu family's ancestral treasury, or to crack Yuan Wu's plan to split the Great Chu Dynasty in the name of the Chu hostage, Lord Liling had to die.

Ye Celeng took a bite of the bun and found it delicious. The aroma of leek stuffing mixed with lard spread on the tip of her tongue. The mist rising from the steamer flowed over her white sleeves, dyeing the red-gold glow rising into the sky in the distance like splashed ink.

The old man selling salt and pepper biscuits on the east side of the teahouse suddenly put down his shovel and pointed his sesame-covered fingers toward the southwest sky: "See? Smoke is coming out of Chu Manzi's mansion!"

Three sweaty heads popped out from behind the steamer.

"Where is the green smoke?" The woman selling sugar paintings knocked the copper spoon against the stone slab, and the phoenix tail feathers pulled out by the sugar syrup suddenly broke apart: "It is clearly the red gold color of burning flames! That Chu hostage is always showing off his power, he must be punished by heaven!"

"That's right!" The porter who was squatting in the corner of the teahouse chewing on sheep's hooves suddenly jumped up, the front of his greasy shorts rustling in the wind. "The Great Qin Dynasty, the emperor is wise, how could he allow such foreign barbarians to run wild in my capital? It must be that God is moved and sent down fire from heaven as punishment."

There was a sudden silence in the teahouse.

The fat woman selling buns opened the seventh steamer, and the fresh aroma of leeks and eggs gushed out, mixed with gloating: "It's deserved! Last month, the Chu merchants deliberately drove up the price of white flour, wasn't it because of Li Lingjun's support?" She poked the bamboo plaque with her shiny fingers, "God has eyes!"

"It may not be a natural disaster." The silk merchant who was leaning against the door frame and eating melon seeds narrowed his eyes, thinking of the officials of the Tianshi Division who had been parading in the streets and knocking on the government office to question their crimes in the morning, as well as the public opinion crisis that was resolved by Liling Jun's friendly performance: "It may also be the game of the bigwigs in the court..."

"No matter whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, the Chu people are in trouble, and we Qin people feel relieved!"

The porter grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and waved the sheep's hoof in the air, as if he was celebrating some grand festival. The white banner in front of the fortune-telling stall fluttered in the wind, and the blind fortune-teller fumbled to roll up the cloth canopy with "iron mouth and straight prediction", and tapped the fortune-telling coins on the ground with a bamboo stick: "Li fire burns gold, Dui Ze brings about changes..."

His hoarse chanting blended into the suddenly noisy city sounds, "In three days there will be auspicious snow washing the streets, everyone should prepare wooden basins to receive the blessing!"

The silk merchant suddenly laughed: "What good fortune! The Chu people have received a lot of bad luck!" He threw a silver coin on the fortune-telling stall, "Calculate for me how many bones are left of Li Lingjun?"

Ye Celeng wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth, and the bronze compass silently turned in her sleeve. She saw that in the bamboo basket carried by the flower girl, the jasmine flowers that had not yet dried in the morning dew suddenly bloomed with a strange fragrance; the white towel on the shoulder of the tea doctor was stained with blue-gray lines for no reason - these were the spiritual brilliance emitted by the "Taixu Qi".

"Madam, give me two more buns with coriander filling." She handed over the coins and glanced across the street.

There, a short and strong gardener in sackcloth was carrying a basket with scissors on his back. A few withered chrysanthemums in the basket were pointing upwards, indicating that the mission had been successfully completed.

In the white mist raised by the steamer, the sunset glow in the direction of the proton palace gradually collapsed into dark clouds, as if someone had poured a bowl of stale egg drop soup on the sky. The old woman selling candy figures suddenly pointed at the sky and screamed: "Look! The wronged souls of the Chu people have turned into crows!"

Hundreds of black birds were circling among the clouds, scattering stardust-like ashes every time they flapped their wings.

The porters took off their bamboo hats to receive the gifts, saying that it could dispel bad luck. However, the silk merchants took out silk handkerchiefs to cover their mouths and noses, saying, "Bad luck? Isn't this the gold lacquer and jade powder burned in the palace of Lord Liling? Breathe it into your lungs or you'll shorten your life!"

"Bah! If it shortens the lifespan of the Chu people, it will be the same! I wish I could scatter the ashes of these barbarians into the Wei River!"

Following the porter's vicious curse, a burst of delighted laughter suddenly broke out in the street. In the distance, the remnants of Wu Nuo sacrificial songs floated over. Ye Celeng knew that it was the Chu people's followers collecting the corpses, but the Qin people on the street had already heard the funeral bells as a song of victory.

Whether it was the vendors or the passers-by, they all seemed to have gained some kind of indescribable satisfaction and pleasure from this sudden heavenly fire - after all, since Li Lingjun entered Qin, there has never been a moment that made them feel so proud.

Ye Celeng swallowed the last bite of the bun, and out of the corner of his eye he saw that the gardener had taken advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd and was walking away. Suddenly, a barefoot child ran past holding a charred jade ring, followed by seven or eight idlers shouting "Whoever sees it gets a share" behind him.

She knew that Li Lingjun's death was just the beginning, and the turmoil in Changling was far from over. When Zhao Qing's plan continued, everything that stood in the way would be completely overturned.

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Almost at the same time, on a desolate hill a hundred miles away, Zhao Qing took back the fireflies flowing between his fingers. With a slight movement of his mind, silver mycelium broke out of the ground and grew rapidly, naturally interweaving into the beginning chapter of the second level of "Taixu Jade Planting Technique".

The demon seed was originally a replica of the soul created by the accidental mistake of the creator of the law, the demon Cang Que, and the first evil emperor Xie Tiao in the "Dao Heart Demon Planting Method". It is actually a high-level vital energy life formed by artificial editing, and has the mechanism of "transcription" and "reverse transcription" of the three souls of heaven, earth and man after being embedded in the Dao Heart.

It can reshape the three souls separated from a powerful practitioner after reincarnation into the same complete self, realize the continuous division and proliferation of consciousness, and eventually make the world everyone "one person", all top geniuses with lofty ambitions, realizing the Mohist ideal of "universal love".

After discovering the truth about the demon species, Zhao Qing realized that it was actually a great invention that could change countless worlds. Because of its innate vitality, it could easily harness the power of vitality and become a top producer in society. It also developed a secret method to directly generate low, medium and high-level demon species.

This type of companion demon species can be implanted into the body of an ordinary person, usually located where multiple main meridians converge and where the yin and yang, life and death energies are transformed. After complete fusion, it can greatly increase the implantee's cultivation speed and talent, which is equivalent to the so-called "spiritual root."

Now, "Taixu Jade Seeding Secret" is her latest achievement in promoting the "Magic Seed Pan-Bionics" plan after she was inspired by "cellular automata", artificial intelligence programming, and the Yin Shen Gui Qi Gong method of this world, and deeply analyzed the genetic sequences of many mortal creatures and fully understood the energy operation framework inside cells.

Simply put, thanks to microscopic research in modern biological fields such as genomics, proteomics, epigenetics, and quantum biology, she tried to break away from the original mechanism based on soul transcription and uncontrollable black box, and fully mastered all aspects of the generation of demon species, thus:
The "bionics" of the demon species are no longer limited to human models. The bionic process relies on the precise control and cooperation of high-level practitioners, and it can simulate and replicate almost all living things, including those plants and microorganisms without souls and wisdom, giving birth to demonic spiritual plants, demonic bacteria, and fungi;
Their characteristics are programmed and constrained with the Yuan Qi genome (called Yin-Yang Marrow), so that the demon species truly possess the ability to reproduce efficiently, and can naturally grow from tiny Yuan Qi spores into adults. The tiny spores store all the necessary guidance and control information;
The basic unit of the demon species is no longer the ultra-microscopic vital energy life - demon energy, but has evolved into a more complex standard psychic cell, with the "Yin Yang Tangled Marrow", "Qi Whirlpool", "Xuqiao Zuqi" in the Xuanpin Nucleus, the "Qingyang Upper Pool", "Zhuoyin Lower Abyss", "Zhonghe Xuan Marsh" in the Lingshu Plasma, and the "Nursing and Guarding Network", "Opening and Closing Pivot", "Yingxiang Lingwen" and other vital energy structures on the Taixu Membrane;
There are also self-consistent physiological mechanisms such as Ziwu Liuzhu, Five Gods Controlling Commands, Qi Jiao Bian Method, Fetal Breath Fission, Qi Spore Transmission, Micro-worm Awakening of the Spirit, and Shengfu Regulation. It can also "secrete" specific "true Qi proteins" on demand, such as Lihuo Helicase, Xunfeng Transporter, Yimu Tuoyue Pump, etc., to catalyze specific Yuan Qi reactions or perform certain special functions.

Therefore, they are no longer simply "demon species", but have become "Taixu spiritual species", a new form of life.

These "Taixu Spirit Seeds" completely abide by the principles of "Yin Ping Yang Mi" and the idea of ​​"Qi combines to form, and changes to give correct names". In essence, they are living Taoist talismans carrying the innate Qi map. Their growth is the process of the operation of Yin and Yang Qi, and is also the concrete manifestation of Zhao Qing's understanding of the fundamental mystery of "form and spirit together".

"In fact, from a certain perspective, the silkworms and silk produced by the 'Nine Deaths Silkworm Divine Art' should also be similar to the 'Great Void Spiritual Seed' and 'True Qi Protein', that is, a collection of runes with true spirituality... Although it lacks the ability to reproduce and control outside the body, it has the spatial attribute of the Eight Realms of Enlightenment."

Zhao Qing had a thousand thoughts in his mind as his fingertips lightly brushed across the meridian map woven by silver mycelium. The grass leaves on the barren hills suddenly began to glow with rainbow colors. Seven black jade Ganoderma lucidum instantly bloomed on the dead tree three meters away, and the surface of each mushroom cap showed a crystal-like and lustrous color.

This is the effect of the fourteenth level "Sclerotium Tongxuan" of "Taixu Zhongyu Jue". The fast-growing Ganoderma lucidum not only has considerable medicinal power, but also has the adaptability to match the true essence of the user.

When her spiritual sense probed into the gills of one of the Ganoderma lucidum, hundreds of millions of vital energy spores were rapidly self-programming and growing from the "Taixu Mustard Seed State". The double helix structure composed of the yin and yang six qi lines was reconstructed at a high speed again and again, and the miasma in the barren hills was transforming into "Netherworld True Water" of astonishing purity.

"The Nine Palaces shift, and all things return to their hiding places."

She chanted the spell softly, and the black jade Ganoderma suddenly exploded into silver-grey mist. Countless invisible nano-scale "responsive spiritual patterns" were operating in the mist, resonating naturally with the surrounding heaven and earth energy, and slowly flew away into the distance while wrapping the roll of fungus silk that incorporated the second level of skills.

...(End of chapter)