Fantasy: More Children, More Blessings, Ancestor, Are You Continuing?

In Qingzhou Su Mansion, in the Pill Pavilion, Su Ze, dressed in black, sat cross-legged, with a calm and indifferent expression.

In the air, there was a sense of austerity slowly spreading.

Gradually, the artistic conception can make one's scalp tingle, as if entering the alchemy pavilion, like putting your neck under the blade.

I don't know how long it took before Su Ze opened his eyes and ended this practice.

After some adjustments, he didn't continue to practice, but went out to look for Su Jinfang.

"Recently, the Su family is running well?" Su Ze asked.

Su Jinfang replied respectfully: "The operation of the Su family is still on the right track. I have spread the power of the Su family to the entire Liyang Dynasty. Of course, it will take some time to completely stabilize it."

Su Ze nodded, and said: "Good job. By the way, I have also started planning to march to places other than the Liyang Dynasty."

"Isn't it too early to do this?"

Su Jinfang said "Eight Eighty Zero" with a hesitant expression.

Although the current Su family is functioning well, it is obvious that it does not have the ability to grab benefits from other countries. It is a bit eager for quick success and quick benefits to set foot in other countries rashly.

"Eggs cannot be put in one basket. The Liyang Dynasty is on the verge of collapse. Once a war breaks out, it will be difficult for the Su family to be sure. Let's take another step back."

Su Ze said.

Wang Tengyun's letter was always a thorn in his heart. If fifty years later, the Liyang Dynasty is really in danger of destroying the country, and his strength has improved enough to be able to resist. If not, they can only withdraw from the Liyang Dynasty.

At this moment, it is considered to be planning in advance for the future.

"My son has been educated." Su Jinfang answered respectfully.

"Is there anything else going on in the Su family?" Su Ze thought for a while and continued to ask.

"It's gone. The Su family's development is very good. The fly in the ointment is that the medicine alliance in the northern border may not be able to do business.

Su Jinfang replied.

"Why?"

"The northern military notified us some time ago to suspend the delivery of medicines. It's not that they have new drug suppliers, but they have no money to buy medicines. I heard that their military expenditures are tight. Su Jinfang said with a sigh of relief.

The dignified northern border army suppressed the door of the country for the Liyang Dynasty, and they were able to run out of military expenses. This Liyang Dynasty is really rotten.

"I see." Su Ze nodded.

After pondering for a while, he continued: "Let the Medicine League continue to deliver the medicine."

"But the northern border army has no money..." Su Jinfang was puzzled.

"Let's provide the northern army with the same medicinal materials as before. The Su family has developed well in recent years, and there is still some spare capacity. The northern army guards the border for the people of Liyang. It’s been miserable. Those of us in the rear, let’s do our best for them.”

Su Ze looked serious and said in a deep voice.

"Father is righteous."

In Su Jinfang's eyes, there was a look of admiration.

Although my father is addicted to practice, he has never been flawed in some major issues.

Su Ze finished handling the ordinary affairs of the Su family, returned to the Dan Pavilion, and continued to practice in seclusion.

After a few days of practice, Su Ze showed a bit of anxiety on his face:

"The second form of the God-Slaying Saber Technique has not been practiced yet. The progress is too slow.

The voice revealed helplessness.

It took Su Ze a year to practice the first form of Zhan Shen Dao. Now, he also plans to use the same time to practice the second form, but unfortunately, it is difficult to do it.

The difficulty of the second formula is almost doubled compared to the first formula.

"call!"

Su Ze let out a foul breath.

"Emperor Liyang, you are not a son of man, you are ashamed of your ancestors!" He vented his sulking and cursed a few words before he felt much more at ease.

Su Ze knew that he was actually practicing recently, and he was a little anxious and eager for quick success.

The reason is not only Wang Tengyun's letter, but also because he saw the increasingly dark side of the Liyang Dynasty, which made him feel that the Liyang Dynasty was really going to disappear and a big change was coming. He was full of anxiety, so he became more and more interested in improving his strength. urgent.

After reciting the resolution several times to calm down, Su Ze continued to practice.

In the northern border, another bloody battle broke out.

Many barbarian soldiers and northern soldiers were lying in the yellow sand.

In the end, the fierce barbarian attack was resisted back, and the northern border once again avoided the danger of being captured.

In the sick and wounded battalion, the soldiers were lying on hospital beds with severed limbs and howling.

Northern General Lin Cangsheng inspected the wounded barracks, his face was cloudy like it was about to rain.

"Where's the battalion commander of the wounded and sick battalion, come here!"

Lin Cangsheng erupted with terrifying spiritual power, because he said.

The air was instantly filled with oppression.

Sensing the general's anger, Lin Cangsheng's guards all knelt down in awe.

Soon, the commander of the wounded battalion came over, knelt on one knee and said, "I have seen the general."

"You are so brave."

Lin Cangsheng looked at the other party coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "I have been walking all the way, soldiers were injured, there was no medicine to treat them, so they could only lie on the hospital bed and wait to die... What should you do?"

"General, there is nothing I can do."

Hearing Lin Cangsheng's words, the battalion commander of the wounded battalion, a hulking man, burst into tears like a child.

"what happened?"

Lin Cangsheng asked with a frown.

"The medicinal materials in the wounded barracks are almost exhausted. We can only save the remaining medicinal materials for lightly wounded soldiers so that they can go to the battlefield. We really have no medicinal materials to treat those who are seriously injured. I Battalion Commander, you are incompetent."

The commander of the wounded battalion knelt down on the ground and began to cry bitterly.

Lin Cangsheng couldn't help clenching his fist.

He looked at his staff and asked, "Is our medicine really in such short supply?"

The staff sighed and said: "The military expenditure is less than, and the soldiers are having difficulty eating. How can we have spare money to buy medicine?"

Lin Cangsheng was stunned for a long time when he heard the words.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Gather the seriously injured soldiers together, and I will use spiritual power to heal them. They shed their blood for the northern border, and they cannot be left unhealed."

"General, no!"

Hearing Lin Cangsheng's words, all the staff members knelt down on the ground and loudly dissuaded them.

"General, your spiritual power is extremely precious, if the barbarians happen to attack when it is exhausted, without you to fight, the northern border will be broken.

Everyone tremblingly said.

All the sergeants at the scene knelt down and said loudly: "General, think twice.

Some 5.7 disabled soldiers who were closer and learned about the situation also struggled and knelt down, weeping and said: "General, you don't need to waste your spiritual power, our lives are cheap, it's not worth it. You have more important things to do." Do."

Looking at the black head kneeling on the ground at the scene, Lin Cangsheng could only feel the blood rushing up, and wanted to tear up a few barbarians to discover his inner emotions.

"Get up, everyone. I will listen to you."

Lin Cangsheng said in a trembling voice.

"The general is wise."

Everyone shouted, and then got up one after another.

Lin Cangsheng glanced around, with a deep hatred in his eyes:

"The military expenditure is less than the soldiers suffer, the dignitaries of the Liyang Dynasty really deserve to be cut to death.

"Chen Yang, the national teacher, brought disaster to the country, he should kneel in front of the people forever and admit his mistakes forever."

"Emperor Liyang, stupid and incompetent, ashamed of his ancestors!"

The voice was loud, full of anger and resentment. .