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Chapter 11 The days of practice in the National Teachers College

A few days later, Ma Ju took Zhang Ying to meet the king of Dongling Kingdom. Such a small country is not qualified to be an emperor, and can only regard himself as a king. There are even small countries that can only be called kings, and there is no chance to be called an lord.

The surname Zhang of Dongling Kingdom is homophonic with Zhang Ying, but has different characters. Lord Zhang is not old and is now in his prime in his 40s. He readily gave Zhang Ying the position of the treasury garrison. Of course, he would not stop such a favorable and easy task.

From that day on, Zhang Ying would practice in the warehouse every morning. The warehouse was built on the ground of the palace and was built with thick stones. It was placed in thousands of tons of silver. The "silver energy" produced by so much silver was all supplied to Zhang Ying for practice. To be honest, the progress of the practice here was faster than that of the mine. Because this was finished silver, the concentration of the "silver energy" was extremely high. Correspondingly, the "geng metal energy" here was much less, but Zhang Ying still made a profit between one plus and one subtraction.

In the morning, after practicing for several hours, the "Silver Qi" became thinner. Zhang Ying patted the tiger's head and immediately stopped the exercise to rest. Although there was a lot of silver Qi, the red tide now breathed the silver Qi very quickly. The silver Qi here is not yet able to support Zhang Ying's continuous practice!

After the practice is completed, Zhang Ying will patrol the warehouse and then lock the door of the warehouse and leave. In addition to Zhang Ying's garrison, there is also a team of 50 soldiers stationed here. The soldiers are responsible for ordinary thieves, and Zhang Ying is responsible for the people who practice. After all, silver is also an important resource for practice.

The yard of the national teacher Ma Jiafu is close to the palace, and Zhang Ying lives in the yard, which is very convenient for traveling.

After leaving Huju Temple, all kinds of convenient measures were gone, such as fasting pills! Now Zhang Ying can only eat food to satisfy his consumption.

The morning practice is fasting, and when the practice is over, Zhang Ying is also hungry. When he returns to the National Normal University Academy, Yiwu Jiuqi will prepare food to deliver it immediately. Now he doesn’t have to do this kind of thing himself. The disciples in the National Normal University will deliver it themselves, but they dare not take the initiative to join Senior Brother Zong’s ghost servant!

Zhang Ying looked at the national disciple who was busy with cooking and suddenly asked, "What's your name? It's been several days since you delivered the food, and I don't know your name."

The disciple looked happy, but he still said a little nervously: "After the words of senior brother, my name is Zhang Jiutian."

"Sit down! Have you eaten? Do you want to eat something together?" Zhang Ying sat down and asked.

"After eating, senior brother, just have to eat by himself." He said humbly, but he still sat upright opposite Zhang Ying. Zhang Ying smiled slightly, this is someone who can seize the opportunity.

"You are all disciples of the national master. What does the national master teach you?" Zhang Ying asked while eating.

"Some, the national teacher teaches common sense of practice on a daily basis and teaches us to swallow and spit out the colorful clouds and purple qi, but I am stupid and have not yet started." Zhang Jiutian said embarrassedly.

The national teacher Ma Ju is an alien cultivator and does not have a Dharma rule in the practice view. He has his own inheritance. However, seeing that he is old and has no foundation building, it can be seen that this inheritance is not very good.

But for outsiders, it is very good to embark on the path of cultivation, and Zhang Ying has no awareness of this at all.

"Your surname is Zhang, who is the king of the country?" Zhang Ying asked again.

"I am the distant subordinate of the current king. The main subject of the country today is my third uncle."

This relationship is terrible! It can be said that except for the connection of a surname, there is almost no connection in blood. Zhang Ying nodded and continued to ask: "I think there are many disciples in the country, what are their strengths?"

"Apart from the senior brother who is on the third level of Qi training and the senior sister who is on the second level of Qi training, there is no other entry!" Zhang Jiutian answered honestly.

"There are only two of them who are in the first place?" Zhang Ying asked in disbelief. There are at least thirty or forty disciples in this country!

Zhang Jiutian smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Shangzong may not understand our situation. We are all people with poor qualifications or some people who are not qualified at all. On the one hand, they are not giving up when they enter the sect of the national master, and on the other hand, they are seeking relationships. If we really need to have qualifications, we have been selected by Shangzong long ago."

Zhang Ying suddenly realized that Dongling Kingdom, as the vegetable field of Huju Temple, would have been taken away long ago if there were seedlings that could practice. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt dazed, and several fragments suddenly appeared in his mind, which were scenes of a rich young master being taken away by an immortal.

It turned out that the original body was taken away in this way! Zhang Ying thought silently.

Zhang Jiutian looked at Zhang Ying suddenly silent, and his heart began to feel uneasy again. He was not leaving or staying, so he could only bow his head and be an ostrich.

"Since you don't have the qualifications to practice, why not do anything else? Is it just a waste of time here?" Zhang Ying suddenly said.

Hearing Zhang Ying speak again, Zhang Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief. He said calmly: "I just don't want to give up and always want to give it a try!"

After a long time, Zhang Jiutian heard Zhang Ying’s “Yeah” sound, and then heard: “I understand, you go back!”

Zhang Jiutian stood up silently and bowed, then walked out of the door.

After leaving the room, he clenched his fists hard. Did he fail after all? Can't he even win the mercy of the senior brother of Shangzong?

After lunch, Zhang Ying rested on Chi Chao and was sleeping. Yi Wu Jiuqi on the side suddenly said, "There is something to tell the young master that we can't even get the spiritual flesh of Chi Chao after leaving the temple. This is a problem!"

"Huh?" Chi Chao, who was lying down, heard this and suddenly raised his tiger's head and looked at Yiwu Jiuqi. After being spiritually connected for a long time, he can understand human words now.

Yiwujiuqi spread his hands and made an incompetent move to Chi Chao. Chi Chao angrily screamed at him.

"Okay! Don't be angry with him! Let's think of a way!" Zhang Ying immediately comforted Chi Chao, stroked his palm to Hu's head, and Chi Chao narrowed his eyes with pleasure. He forgot to be angry with Yiwu Jiuqi.

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"Is there any solution?" Zhang Ying knew that Yiwujiuqi would not raise this question for no reason. He should be a wise man. As a qualified maid, Yiwujiuqi is not the kind of ghost who asks questions but does not propose solutions to the problem. He is very good at making ghosts.

"One way is to raise spiritual beasts ourselves. This method has a long cycle and is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the advantage is to be done once and for all."

Zhang Ying closed her eyes and waited for Yiwujiuqi's "But". Her smart subordinates always proposed several solutions. Although only one is correct and the others are not reliable at all, this is the way to be the leader. You must always give the leader room for choice.

Sure enough, Yiwu Jiuqi's "but" came out!

"But this method is not good, because we do not have enough people to raise spirit beasts, and the breeding of spirit beasts is also a science, so we do not have this ability for the time being."

"The second method is to buy spiritual flesh through Master Ma. He has been stationed here for many years and should have this kind of channel."

"The last method is to hunt by yourself. Dongling Country is in the eastern part of Songling Mountain. There are still ferocious beasts or monsters full of blood in the mountains. Some of these meats have better effects than spiritual meat, and they are much more dangerous."

I heard Yiwu Jiuqi meant that he tended to the second point. Because he knew that Zhang Ying was rich, before leaving Huju Temple, Zhang Ying sold all the ordinary talismans he made. Now there are nearly one hundred Yuanqi pills. These Yuanqi pills can be eaten for several years by buying spiritual flesh for Chi Chao!

"How much spirit and flesh do we have?" Zhang Ying asked.

"It can only last for a month if it is less than 100 kilograms." Yiwu Jiuqi replied. One hundred kilograms are the food for Red Tide for a month. Although Red Tide grows big, it is actually only three kilograms of meat a day, because these are spiritual meat and contain blood. If it is ordinary animal meat, hundreds of kilograms a day cannot replenish nutrition!

"Okay, I understand!" Zhang Ying did not continue this topic.

In the evening, Zhang Ying walked out of his room and saw the disciples of the national master sitting around a high platform meditating and practicing.

The disciples of the national master practice "Caixia Qi". This colorfulxia Qi only appears when the sun rises and the sunset is at its peak, so this is the time when the disciples of the national master practice quickly.

Among the thirty or forty disciples, only two of them can breathe the "Caixia Qi". This should be what Zhang Jiutian said about the eldest brother and the eldest sister. The other disciples can only work hard to perceive the "Caixia Ziqi" and hope to breathe successfully.

‘Caixia Zi Qi’ is a subcategory of ‘Caixia Qi’. ‘Caixia Qi’ has seven types of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Beginners can choose any of them to breathe, but it is said that purple Qi is the easiest to perceive.

Just when Zhang Ying was thinking of being out of sight, Ma Jun appeared silently behind him.

"What? Are you interested in my "Clouds and Clouds Covering the Sky"? Unfortunately, you have entered the Tao, otherwise you can consider re-education!" Ma Ju said with a smile.

Zhang Ying quickly bowed and said, "I just saw so many people experiencing the energy, and I sighed in my heart."

Ma Ju gently stroked his long beard and said, "There is no way to do this. All qualified people near Songling Mountain were plundered by Hu Juguan. The rest were some naughty people, and a few of the dust pearls were actually some maldeveloped ones!"

What he said was a bit ridiculous, which made Zhang Ying not know how to answer.

"You can only practice more than the foundation building. You can only exert a kind of 'qi' below the foundation building stage. You will not be able to fight the conflict between the cloud and the golden qi! However, there is no way to do this fundamental method. There are a few magics that can still be tried to practice. I will teach you if I have time!"

Zhang Ying looked at him in surprise. This method was not passed on easily. Hu Ju Temple had to take the exam to pass on the Dharma. He had to pass on the Dharma only after he got the master's attention. The national master easily told me that he wanted to pass on the Dharma?

"You don't have to look at me in surprise! My disciples are so stupid, it is unlikely that they can rely on them to highlight the lintel. I'm going to die too. If this magic is not passed on, would you bring it into the coffin? Your master arranged for you to come to me, and this is not without this plan!"
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