Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 6 The Second Fate [Jingzhe Master]

100 luck points can condense a red fate.

Fang Heng's mind moved, and the life diagram trembled slightly, vibrating.

A huge airflow swept over.

Converging from all directions, pouring into the center, and condensing into one.

Immediately afterwards, in this air storm.

A dazzling flash of red suddenly jumped out and was clearly visible.

The red light grew stronger and stronger, as if it was going to illuminate the entire night.

In the endless night, it condenses into a red star.

Compared to the golden sun that is as bright as the sun, this red star is obviously much smaller.

The light was also much dimmer, as if it were a planet orbiting a star.

The priorities are clear.

There is a difference between superiority and inferiority.

[Lord of Jingzhe (Red)]: The messenger who controls the vitality of plants and trees, and understands the laws of growth of all things.

A flood of information poured into Fang Heng's mind.

Soon, Fang Heng understood the wonderful use of the fate of [Lord of Jingzhe].

"The fate of the Jingzhe Lord is so great that he can actually control the vitality of plants and trees and transfer them."

Fang Heng blurted out after reading the message from [Lord Jingzhe].

There was an indescribable surprise in his brows.

Although [Lord of the Awakening of Insects] has only a red fate, it cannot compare to the golden fate of [Natural Immortal Seed].

However, the fate of [Lord of Jingzhe] still has endless uses.

The magical effect of [Lord of the Awakening of Insects] is useless for cultivation, but for spiritual farmers, it is a supreme destiny.

Control and transfer the vitality of plants and trees.

This ability is truly magical.

Fang Heng walked out of the house and came to the bamboo forest. He placed his palm on the purple bamboo and activated the power of [Jingzhe Lord].

Green light enveloped Fang Heng's palm.

The next moment, he clearly felt that the vitality in the purple bamboo was being continuously extracted by him.

In less than ten breaths, the lush purple bamboo turned gray, withered and died completely.

In the purple-green ocean of bamboo forest, this grayish-white color is particularly eye-catching.

Fang Heng carefully experienced the whole process.

He completely extracted the vitality of this purple bamboo.

This touch of vitality, full of life, gave Fang Heng a feeling of a spring breeze on his face.

"Pity--"

Fang Heng sighed.

The vitality extracted from the purple bamboo cannot be fed back into itself and can only be transferred to other plants.

Fang Heng walked through the corridor with red tiles and black walls and came to the peach blossom forest in the palace.

It was the coldest time of the year, the peach blossoms had already withered, the leaves had fallen, leaving only bare branches, a bleak look.

Fang Heng walked to a peach tree and placed his palm on the trunk.

The green light appeared again, like flowing water, pouring into the peach tree.

A surprising scene appeared.

The withered peach tree actually grew against the season, sprouting and blooming.

Only less than ten breaths of time.

A touch of delicate pink appeared in front of Fang Heng's eyes.

The trees are full of peach blossoms, vying for beauty.

It seems like in the blink of an eye, it is already March.

"The power of the Lord of Jingzhe is indeed miraculous."

"Divert the vitality of plants, thereby changing the growth trend of plants."

Making plants bloom in the cold winter is something that even a Taoist master can do, so it's not surprising.

However, it is incredible that someone like Fang Heng could master this ability in the Canxia Realm.

Fang Heng nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and then thought of the many wonderful uses of [Lord Jingzhe].

For example, cultivating plants.

It accelerates the growth of plants and is like an artificial version of the little green bottle.

For example, selective breeding.

Hybrid rice, octoploid wheat.

All of these excellent crops can be cultivated.

People eat for food.

The increase in grain yield per mu can greatly enhance Daqian's national strength.

This is true even if Daqian possesses extraordinary power.

These crops are the most basic productive forces.

If hybrid rice and octoploid wheat were promoted to the 72 counties of Daqian, they could feed an additional 100 million people.

the most important is……

His luck is indispensable.

"Let's develop hybrid rice first."

"If we want to cultivate hybrid rice, we definitely need the help of the Ministry of Agriculture."

Fang Heng touched his chin, thinking about his next move.

According to the rules of the Daqian Dynasty, the princes did not receive the title directly after coming of age. The princes had to enter the court to observe government affairs and were promoted to the title based on their achievements.

Logically, Fang Heng should have entered the court to observe government affairs long ago.

It was only because of poor health that my mother declined the offer.

There is only one position for each person in the court.

If Fang Heng missed this opportunity, it would not be easy for him to observe politics again.

"I will be observing the government in the Ministry of Agriculture, and I will need the help of my mother."

"Aunt Yun, follow me into the palace to visit my mother."

……

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

It is located on a white marble base.

The exquisite dragon-shaped stone carvings and vermilion wooden pillars demonstrate the royal majesty and grandeur.

The gilded decorations on the gate sparkled in the sunlight.

Inside the hall, incense curled up and mist lingered.

On the rosewood table, three stacks of memorials were piled up like a small hill.

Emperor Yuanchu lowered his head and looked at the memorial in his hand carefully.

He has been on the throne for twenty years, working day and night without stopping.

Emperor Yuanchu was also famous for his diligence among all the emperors of Daqian.

Eunuch Su, the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Household Department, stood respectfully aside, with his head lowered and his eyes submissive, showing the utmost respect.

After Emperor Yuanchu finished reviewing a memorial, he raised his head slightly and asked.

"Otomo, what's going on?"

"Your Majesty, there's news from Princess Anyang."

"He said he had caught a cold and needed to rest for a few days before setting off for the capital."

The Princess Anyang mentioned by Eunuch Su is actually Shang Hongye, the only daughter of Prince Zhenbei.

As soon as Shang Hongye was born, she was named Princess Anyang by Emperor Yuanchu to reward the King of Zhenbei for his contribution in guarding the northern border.

"Wind chill?"

"How can she, a warrior at the Dragon Elephant Realm, get sick?"

Emperor Yuanchu snorted coldly, with deep dissatisfaction in his eyes.

When one reaches Shang Hongye's level of martial arts, he would be immune to all diseases.

Not to mention the cold, even a deadly poison that is fatal to ordinary people cannot hurt her at all.

The idea of ​​catching a cold is just an excuse for procrastination.

"Your Majesty, Princess Anyang has made great contributions to the country. Now that she has come to the capital, everyone in the world is watching. We must not treat her meritorious officials unfairly."

"Otomo has a point."

"Hongye is my good daughter-in-law, we can't delay her treatment."

"Send the imperial physician north to treat the illness and make sure to take good care of my good daughter-in-law."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Su spoke respectfully, and after receiving the order, he did not leave immediately.

"Anything else?"

"Your Majesty, there were strange movements from the Ninth Prince's side a few days ago."

"Heng'er?"

"The Ten Deadly Poisons have erupted again?"

Emperor Yuanchu's expression changed slightly, and a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.

During the assassination attempt that year, it was Concubine Ning who blocked the palm strike for him.

If not for this, Heng'er would not have been possessed by the ten deadly poisons as soon as he was born.

In the end, he felt guilty towards Concubine Ning and her son.

"Your Majesty, it's a happy occasion."

"Stop keeping me in suspense, you old dog. Come on, tell me."

When Emperor Yuanchu heard that it was good news, he felt relieved and said jokingly.

"promise!"

"A few days ago, hundreds of flowers bloomed in the Ninth Prince's mansion, competing with each other in beauty. It was quite strange."

"Is it Taoist Xuanqing?"

"At first, I also thought it was Taoist Xuanqing's doing, but later I asked the spies from the Black Ice Terrace to go to Changqing Temple to investigate."

"I just found out that Taoist Xuanqing was beaten to a pulp by his wife because of the courtesan."

Upon hearing about the tragedy of Taoist Xuanqing, Emperor Yuanchu smiled knowingly and became angry.

"Go on!"

"I'm curious. If the commotion at the Ninth Prince's Mansion wasn't caused by Taoist Xuanqing, what else could it be?"

"In the past few days, the spies at Black Ice Terrace have been collecting clues and finally have a guess."

"Ninth Prince, he has most likely entered Taoism."

"In the cold winter, hundreds of flowers bloom, which is the vision of the Ninth Prince breaking through the realm and entering the Tao."

Emperor Yuanchu's breathing paused slightly, and two dark rays of divine light bloomed in his bottomless eyes.

"Break through the realm and enter the Tao."

"So, Heng'er has condensed the acquired immortal roots."

"It seems that the methods of Changqing Temple are still somewhat mysterious."

(End of this chapter)