Thinking that he would soon become a martial arts master and take the first step towards immortality, Jiajing lay on the cold Bagua-shaped platform and rolled around excitedly.

At the same time, the ceremonial supervision room in the opposite direction of Yuxi Palace was as warm as spring.

The two dolomitic copper fire pots were filled with inch-long silver charcoal, which burned brightly red and reflected the red lanterns hanging from the roof beams.

Next to the north wall, there is a row of five huanghuali wood armchairs. At this moment, the five eunuchs who hold the supreme power of the Chief of Ceremonies are sitting.

But their moods were neither red nor warm, and all of them were silent.

Long live my master, I have issued an edict to all my subjects to fast and pray for snow. It is already the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, and I haven’t seen a single snow yet.

They are so worried!

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew through the thick door curtain, and a eunuch on duty in the outer courtyard rushed in panting and almost stumbling.

As soon as the eunuch entered the room, he knelt down with a plop in front of the gray-haired eunuch sitting in the middle: "Old Ancestor, long live the master calls you forward."

This person is Lu Fang, the eunuch who is called the Prime Minister by the outer court and the ancestor by the inner court.

He stood up quickly, glanced left and right with his deep eyes, glanced at Huang Jin, the eunuch on his right, and strode towards Yuxi Palace.

"Master!"

Lu Fang came in a hurry. She took a deep breath in front of the palace gate to steady her breath, then stepped into the cold Yuxi Palace and paid her respects to Jiajing in a calm and unhurried manner.

"Xue, I am praying to God!"

Jiajing turned his back to everyone and sat cross-legged on the Bagua stage.

The curtains swaying in the cold wind made his back look particularly confusing and unfathomable.

When Lu Fang heard this, although he was very confused in his heart, his expression did not show anything strange at all.

I have just come all the way, but I can't see half a shadow of snow. Regardless of whether it is a report from another province or a secret report from the Jin Yiwei, it must go through the Supervisor of Ceremonies.

So, where is the snow?!

"With sincerity, gold and stone can be opened, not to mention, the master is a virtuous king..."

Balabala, Jiajing felt comfortable hearing it, and then flicked his long sleeves: "Go and prepare three thousand stones of food. I want to sacrifice to heaven and earth."

In Gongdou, the reborn Jiajing is a young man, but being a Riddler is very simple.

"Master!"

Lu Fang blinked. He was a little confused about the answer this time.

Three thousand shi of food is not much, it is just half a month's ration for the palace people, just over a thousand taels of silver.

Even if it is less, it is still a lot. It can be piled up like a hill!

Then again, if we use three thousand shi of grain to sacrifice heaven and earth, do we need rice as a tribute? There is no three thousand shi of rice in the palace! How can we offer sacrifices?

Thousands of thoughts passed by, and he tried to ask: "Shall I ask my servant to prepare three thousand stones of grain to give porridge in the capital?"

Jiajing sat firmly on the Bagua stage: "No, transport it to Yuxi Palace, three thousand stones, no more, no less, do it now."

Lu Fang hesitated for a second and then said: "I will make arrangements now."

Three thousand shi of grain, which is actually about 180 tons, would be less than half the area of ​​a side hall.

Hundreds of eunuchs ran back and forth several times and emptied a small storage granary in the palace, completing the task.

However, from Lu Fang, Chen Hong, and Huang Jin, who were in charge of the ceremony, to the young eunuch who was the rough messenger, everyone was muttering in their hearts, not knowing what the long live master wanted to do.

Why are you making this fuss?

Jiajing naturally has his own considerations. As a young partygoer, his changes cannot be hidden from Lu Fang and others who accompany him day and night.

Therefore, if you are convinced that you have succeeded in cultivating immortality, you will have a lot of room for maneuver and save a lot of trouble.

Asking Lu Fang to guard the gate of the side hall, Jiajing stood in front of baskets of rice as white as jade, his stern face finally showing excitement.

Time waits for no one, let’s get started!

Three thousand stones of grain quickly disappeared without a trace...

In Wang Chongyang’s time and space, the Wanshou Emperor Temple in Zhongnan Mountain, Qinling Mountains.

Because he drank a lot of water during dinner to deceive his stomach, the bearded man couldn't hold it in any longer. He walked out of the ruined temple sleepily, stood on the collapsed masonry behind the temple and faced the heavy snow and took out the old bird.

A steaming water column spread out one meter away. The big man couldn't help but shuddered, then rubbed his eyes hard and opened his mouth wide.

"This...this...this..."

"Boss, boss, what the hell! What the hell!"

Wang Chongyang quickly gathered his inner strength, returned to his dantian, and rushed out in one stride.

The remaining big men in the temple were also awakened. One by one, they quickly picked up the weapons under their heads and followed them silently.

"..."

"Food..."

"Rice! So much rice! I can't be dreaming!"

"Why did you hit me?"

"I wonder if you are dreaming...this XX is real...really..."

"The gods have appeared..."

Even though Wang Chongyang had extraordinary concentration, he was still in deep shock. He made a visual inspection and found that the rice contained in the basket in the snow would definitely not be less than three thousand shi.

"Is there really a god in the world?!"

Without anyone's arrangement, these big men had already moved the grain into the ruined temple on their own initiative. Wang Chongyang came to the statue of Emperor Wanshou without leaving his home, and his thoughts fell into chaos.

His worldview, outlook on life, and values ​​were shattered to pieces.

Then, he prostrated himself before the emperor devoutly.

【Wang Chongyang!!!】

[Three thousand stones of food have been reached, help you fight against the gold!]

In an instant, Wang Chongyang's whole body trembled, and he threw himself into the ground and said: "Disciple Wang Chongyang pays homage to Emperor Wanshou...disciple...disciple..."

For a moment, he became incoherent.

And Jiajing, who attached his mind to the statue of Emperor Wanshou, was so excited that his whole body was numb.

[Wang Chongyang: Light Believer]

[Faith value: 108]

After establishing a faith connection, Goldfinger opens up an important ability.

That is to look through the memories of believers.

And as the faith value increases, from shallow believers to true believers, and even devout believers, fanatic believers, Jiajing has more power in this world.

Immediately, Jiajing took action against Wang Chongyang.

External skills such as Jin Yan Gong and swordsmanship are all put aside.

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Jiajing directly watched the memories related to "Innate Skills", which was the basis for Wang Chongyang to win the first place in "Huashan Sword Theory".

It is also an internal skill and mental method that can definitely be ranked among the two hands in Jin Yong’s martial arts.

At this glance, Jiajing discovered that the famous Xiantian Kung Fu was completely an internal martial arts that belonged exclusively to Wang Chongyang.

It turned out that when Wang Chongyang was young, he got an ancient and incomplete Taoist breathing method. As his skills gradually deepened and his attainments in martial arts became more thorough, he tried to gradually complete this book with his own understanding.

Law.

Today, the thirty-year-old Wang Chongyang has not fully developed his innate skills, but he has also developed the internal strength of a top-notch master in the world.

Quanzhen Patriarch, the first of the Five Ultimate Skills, is naturally a first-rate martial arts wizard along with Bodhidharma and Jiuyin Huangshang.

Xiantian Gong is neutral and peaceful, and has all-encompassing power. This is why Wang Chongyang can use the internal power of Xiantian Gong to display a Yang Finger.

However, this internal skill has a fatal flaw. Wang Chongyang focused on resisting the Jin Dynasty and developing innate skills to enhance his own strength. Naturally, he did not consider the issue of passing it on to others.

Therefore, cultivation is extremely difficult, just like primary school students learning advanced mathematics.

Later, after Wang Chongyang failed to fight against Jin, he re-created the Quanzhen Mental Technique and put the innate skills on the shelf. This is the reason.

Jiajing naturally doesn't understand this obscure Taoist internal skill, but he can copy it from memory, which is as difficult as plagiarism.

Immediately, he returned to the Bagua stage of Jinshen Jingshe in Yuxi Palace and started practicing.

Holding one in your arms to protect the yuan, your body is like a virgin, motionless like a mountain.

The essence fills the kung fu tools, and the spiritual light shines all over the divine capital. The secret whisperer teaches the origin of enlightenment, and there is nothing left behind when you come. The spirit is guarded, and the body is guarded, so as to eliminate all diseases and adjust the deficiency and excess...

"Long live the Lord... He has really become an immortal..."

I returned to Yuxi Palace in a state of confusion all the way, repeating the action of wiping the copperware in the main hall, and the eunuch, Lu Fang, the ancestor of the eunuchs, still felt like I was dreaming.

Three thousand shi of grain!
To be continued...