From the fake emperor to the concubine

The doctor stared at Zheng Yi for a long while, making Zheng Yi feel a little embarrassed, and finally said: "Daoyou Zheng Yi, you are a blessed person."

The doctor slowly walked away, and Zheng Yi touched his nose.

He does have the Yin-Yang Mirror.

This is his greatest blessing, and Zheng Yi is happy to admit it.

As a result, the three women in Zheng Yi's mansion all had children.

From now on, he can only keep a clear mind and restrain his desires, and it is impossible for him to act recklessly for his own selfish desires.

Zheng Yi put most of his energy into alchemy, and the progress of alchemy was greatly improved.

In the backyard.

The three women gathered together after dinner.

Seeing that Zheng Yi went directly to the training area and no longer went to any of their yards every night, the girls became worried.

"Thank you for your hard work, sir."

Wang Qing said.

“Sister Wang Yumo, it’s all your fault.

You are not pregnant now, so can't you serve the master more?"

After Wang Xue had a child, she became bolder and spoke in a very aggressive manner.

"Haha, you little brain, you are so brave even though you don't have any brains.

Don’t you two know how powerful the master is?

Besides, I have to take care of the children. Even if I have made some progress in my practice, I cannot serve the master every day."

As soon as Wang Yumo opened her mouth, the other two women were speechless.

How capable is Zheng Yi.

The women in the inner chambers know it best.

"What should I do?"

Wang Xue is stupid and can't think of any ideas.

Wang Qing's eyes flickered, "Then I can only persuade the master to find a few more sisters.

But this time, the master must find someone with spiritual roots."

Wang Qing spoke without hesitation, shocking Wang Yumo and Wang Xue who were standing beside her.

The two of them pursed their lips and finally nodded.

In this short period of one year, Zheng Yi was indeed very good to them.

They can't be too selfish.

On the other side, in the Alchemy Pavilion, Zheng Yi estimated the progress of alchemy and felt that the Ningling Pill was almost ready to be produced.

The next day.

Zheng Yi came to the Alchemy Pavilion and entered a private room.

When he finally came out, he had the scent of Ningling Pill on him, which was like the fragrance of jasmine flowers, which shocked the alchemy apprentices around him again.

The leading alchemy apprentice twitched his lips and looked at Zheng Yi as if he was looking at a natural monster: "Did you succeed in refining the Soul Condensing Pill?"

Zheng Yi smiled modestly: "It was just luck, just a fluke."

The alchemy apprentices nearby looked at each other, and each of them felt shocked.

It's okay to be lucky once, but you can't be lucky all the time.

If you can succeed every time, that is strength.

The alchemy apprentice smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that Junior Brother Zheng Yi's talent in alchemy is even greater than we imagined."

"If Master Zhang knew about this, he would be so happy that he would go crazy again."

……

This time, the news of the Alchemy Pavilion did not spread further within the Wang family.

Zheng Yi's talent for alchemy has been proven many times before. Although his efficiency in alchemy has been slightly improved this time, it is still within everyone's expectations.

Previously.

Master Zhang accepted the mission and went out.

I heard that he used his family contribution points to exchange for a lot of defensive talismans and also spent a lot of his savings, but I don't know what exactly he is going to do.

He had been away from the Wang family for more than half a year.

……

Fortunately, before leaving, Master Zhang had accumulated a large number of elixirs for the Wang family, and this trip had a clear deadline, and he was accompanied by many elders of the Wang family who were in the late stage of Qi training.

So there won't be any danger.

The Wang family has been peaceful and without any accidents.

Half a year later, another three months passed.

The ten-month pregnancy period is over.

These days are the days when Wang Qing, the eldest wife in Zheng Yi's mansion, is due to give birth.

Everyone in the mansion was cautious.

Especially when it comes to Xinghuayuan where Wang Qing is, they dare not slack off at all.

After all, Master Zheng Yi has spiritual roots. If the child born also has spiritual roots, he will be a future cultivator, so naturally he must be given special attention.

The sky was gloomy and the wind was howling.

After a loud thunder, heavy rain poured down.

"Born! Born!"

As the child's crying sounded, everyone, including Wang Yumo and Wang Xue who were waiting outside the room with Zheng Yi, breathed a sigh of relief.

The stage of childbirth for women is like the gate of hell, and there is a high probability that accidents will occur.

But in a cultivation family like the Wang family, with elixirs for nursing, experienced midwives, and the special effects of spiritual power, giving birth still has risks.

But nine times out of ten, everything will be fine.

Moreover, Zheng Yi had previously asked his wives and concubines to practice martial arts and take care of their bodies, which further reduced the risk.

"Congratulations, sir. Congratulations, sir. It's a little prince!"

The midwife's face was filled with joy as she shouted loudly.

Even in a family of immortal cultivators like the Wang family, there is generally a certain concept of favoring boys over girls.

Although this concept will gradually fade as the child's talent for cultivating immortals becomes apparent, boys are still preferred during childhood.

Have to admit.

When a woman has her period every month, her body is at a disadvantage.

This situation is especially obvious for small families like the Wang family.

"Okay, everyone will be rewarded!"

Zheng Yi showed a look of joy on his face, but his heart was actually as calm as water.

He has many children.

The excitement, strangeness, confusion and hesitation I felt when I first became a father have long disappeared.

"I don't know if it's a boy or a girl in my belly."

Wang Xue breathed a sigh of relief, but then became worried again.

She looked at Zheng Yi timidly and asked, "Master, do you like boys or girls?"

Zheng Yi said seriously with a straight face, "Of course I like girls. It would be best if she is as pretty as her mother. She will definitely grow up to be a tall and graceful young lady, delicate and lovely."

"The master will coax me."

Wang Xue said shyly, and then went into the room to take care of Wang Qing.

A new member was added to the family.

After a few days, follow the process.

The manager of the Kung Fu Hall came to test whether the child had spiritual roots.

As several brilliant lights appeared on the bronze mirror, the steward looked at Zheng Yi with complicated eyes and said with a little doubt: "The foundation is not bad, it is a low-grade spiritual root.

Moreover, it seems that the two kinds of spiritual roots of water and wood have merged very well, and there is not much difference between them and medium-grade spiritual roots.

If it weren’t for the extra golden spiritual roots.

It has some control over the water and wood spiritual roots, and can already be considered a mid-grade spiritual root."

The steward looked at him with a complicated expression, and continued, "It seems that your spiritual roots, Zheng Yi, may have some mystical aspects, and your low-grade spiritual roots are actually very close to medium-grade spiritual roots.

In addition, there should be something special about your physique.

But unfortunately, my Wang family doesn’t have many records about physical constitution, so there is nothing we can do.”

“No problem, Steward.

I am content with the life I live now.”

Zheng Yi said calmly. If someone else said this.

The steward would certainly be suspicious, but from what Zheng Yi said, combined with the fact that he had worked diligently in the Wang family for many years and lived a stable life, neither trying to be aggressive nor provoking others.

It is hard not to believe that he has no resentment towards the Wang family and just practices and refines pills between the two points every day.

“It’s best if you think this way.

This time, Master Zhang went out to find something to repair his spiritual roots.

Your low-grade spiritual roots are extremely close to medium-grade spiritual roots. If they can become medium-grade spiritual roots, even though they are fake medium-grade spiritual roots, they can also break through the bottleneck of the third level of Qi training.

It is even possible for you to reach a high level of Qi training with your special spiritual body.

By then, combined with your alchemy method, the family's attitude towards you in terms of Qi training will probably change a lot, and you may become like the elder, or even go further."

said the steward.

This time.

He said a lot in front of Zheng Yi, which showed his optimism towards Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi bowed again to express his gratitude, named the child, and celebrated with the ladies in his family.

After a few days of joy.

Life returned to normal again.

Zheng Yi left the courtyard and prepared to go to the Alchemy Pavilion.

Now, Wang Miaomiao would probably only study the alchemy method for one day out of ten days.

She has now broken through to the sixth level of Qi training.

As long as she can take one more step forward and reach the seventh level of Qi training, she can achieve this before she is twenty-five years old, which will make her no less capable than the inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect in Baiyun Mountain.

Therefore, she put the matter of alchemy on hold temporarily, and everyone could understand that.

Zheng Yi walked to the Kung Fu Transmission Hall.

When he was about to go to the Alchemy Pavilion, he suddenly saw Wang Xing running towards him.

Zheng Yi smiled slightly and waited there.

"Friend Wang, what happened?"

Zheng Yi asked.

He had no grudge against Wang Xing.

Moreover, based on his understanding of Wang Xing's apparent strength, it was unlikely that Wang Xing would want to provoke him.

Now Zheng Yi is expected to break through to the third level of Qi training, while Wang Xing has just broken through to the second level of Qi training. He has learned only a few techniques and is far from being Zheng Yi's opponent.

His status in the family is incomparable.

"Daoyou Zheng Yi."

Wang Xing's face turned red, and he looked embarrassed.

After sighing a few times, he gritted his teeth and said, "The family has given me a return date. In three months, I will be able to return to the secular world and explain myself to my family. I will also be able to go home to visit my family every year in the future.

So, I want to buy some elixirs from you.

It is too expensive to exchange it with family contribution points.

I am willing to exchange the spiritual herbs I have accumulated with you, so that we can save a little."

Zheng Yi chose the path of alchemy, while Wang Xing’s family had been farmers in Wangjia Village for generations, so he chose the path of spiritual plants, which he was more proficient in.

these years.

He took good care of the spiritual plants, and it was interesting that he could come up with the idea of ​​exchanging spiritual plants for spiritual pills to save spiritual stones.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi, do you think this should work?"

Wang Xing asked.

Zheng Yi smiled calmly and said, "Of course it's fine."

He took out the elixirs one by one and exchanged them with Wang Xing.

The spiritual plants that Wang Xing took out were of very good quality. Although they were not top quality, they were also top quality. This showed that Wang Xing was a pretty good person.

Wang Xing turned around and took a few steps, then turned back again, looking at Zheng Yi with a hint of hope in his eyes, and asked, "Daoist Fellow Zheng Yi, do you have any plans to return to the village together?"

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "It is enough for Fellow Daoist Wang to go back."

However, having said that, Zheng Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

He walked up to Wang Xing and took out some things from his arms, including some gold, silver, treasures, and a few elixirs.

"Please give these things to the village chief, along with this communication jade slip.

If the village chief encounters difficulties in the future.

This object can be smashed to pieces.

The village chief once saved my life, and now I should repay him.

As for returning to the village, there is no need for that. I am not from the village and I don’t have any deep connection with it.”

Zheng Yi smiled carefreely, with a sense of carefreeness between his figures.

Wang Xing nodded his head to show his understanding and said, "Please rest assured, Brother Zheng Yi, I will definitely hand these things over to the village chief."

Although they have now become immortal cultivators, their identities are very different.

But we haven't forgotten our old friends, which is really great.

Zheng Yi came to the Alchemy Pavilion, with the events of Wangjia Village still lingering in his mind.

But after a few breaths.

It’s nothing but the past, and the cause and effect that should be ended ends here.

then.

He raised the earth fire and began to refine the elixir.

After the alchemy was completed, Zheng Yi looked at the extremely high-quality Yunling Pill, his mind became clear, and the aura on his body suddenly rose, like a stone falling into a lake and causing ripples.

He took a step and broke through from the second level of Qi training to the third level of Qi training.

Now I have reached the peak of the initial stage of Qi training, which is just right, neither too far nor too low.

Zheng Yi smiled faintly.

At this time, Master Zhang had not returned yet.

But the time has come for Wang Xing and other immortal seedlings to return to the village.

after this period of time.

They have already learned several magic skills and have families and children in the Wang family, so the Wang family no longer needs to supervise them strictly.

If they are willing to come back, they are naturally welcome; if they are unwilling to come back, they have already continued the Wang family's lineage, so the Wang family does not suffer a loss in this deal.

Moreover, the Wang family has always attached great importance to reputation.

Wang Xing left Piaomiao Mountain.

After flying on the sword in the air for a while, he felt that it consumed too much spiritual energy, so he attached the spiritual energy to his legs and continued on his journey as if he was taking care of spiritual plants on a daily basis.

This can save a lot of spiritual energy.

The mountains in front of him were steep, but to him, it was as easy as walking on flat ground.

After leaving Piaomiao Mountain and a large area around it, the spiritual energy gradually became sparse.

The world is vast.

However, there are very few places with spiritual energy, let alone places with spiritual veins.

Most of these places are hidden by families or sects using formations and have little contact with the secular outside world.

Even if there is any connection, they are mostly big figures in the sect and have nothing to do with ordinary people.

In the world.

The common people know about the existence of immortal cultivators, but if they want to seek immortality and ask for the way, they still need a certain opportunity.

Zheng Yi and Wang Xing happened to encounter the opportunity, and there was also Zheng Yi's deliberate guidance, otherwise, it would not be easy for the salted fish to turn over.

It will still be the norm.

At this time in Wangjia Village, it was time to pay taxes during the autumn harvest.

The county yamen runners had ferocious looks on their faces, with sticks in their hands, and they called the three elders and the village chief over in a hurry.

"Those who cannot pay taxes must either serve as soldiers or do labor to build the city walls. This is a rule that has been established for thousands of years. Who dares to defy it?"

The yamen runners shouted loudly and searched every house.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief after paying their taxes.

After all, hard work like serving in the army and fighting in wars and building city walls can really result in death.

Some of the villagers who cannot pay taxes have fled to the mountains and forests, where their lives or deaths are unknown; others plan to survive the winter and come back next year.

Continuing to be an illegal resident in the village and barely making a living is definitely better than losing your life.

"Sir, please help me. I don't even have food at home, so how can I pay taxes?" (End of this chapter)