Xu Chong's eyes sharpened and he slapped his palm down boldly.
Either don't take action or do it with all your strength.
Zhou Ze already knows a lot about him, and even if there is only a slight possibility of it being leaked, that is not something he can accept.
However, his palm hit the air completely, without any feedback from contact with the real thing.
Xu Chong stopped and looked again. Where was the light group?
"Disappeared..."
"I saw it very clearly. It was definitely not an illusion."
"What on earth is that?"
Xu Chong frowned and thought, suddenly his heart moved, and he quickly called up the panel.
[Name: Xu Chong]
[Realm: Ninth Level of Awakening]
[Zhengfa: Zhengyang Jin (Transcendence to Sainthood)]
[Rule: Immortality (expends 10,000 spiritual sources to activate)]
【Lingyuan:3】
After staying at the county office for the past half month, the spiritual source has generated a little more, plus the 1 point that I couldn't use before, it should be two points.
But now it’s 3!
So... the light group as big as a grain of rice just now is the embodiment of the spiritual source!
"Kill the warrior and you can drop the spiritual source!"
Xu Chong's eyes lit up, and then he frowned, "Why is it only 1 o'clock?"
"Zhou Ze is at the eighth level of enlightenment."
"Isn't this too little?"
Xu Chong was unwilling to give in and kicked Zhou Ze, then squatted down and slapped him everywhere, and finally turned Zhou Ze over.
A long time passed, but no new light group floated out.
After thinking for a while, Xu Chong understood and had to accept the reality.
His breakthroughs were all achieved instantly by golden fingers, which saved a lot of time in studying and practicing, and naturally consumed more spiritual resources.
Zhou Ze's cultivation relied more on himself, and he didn't absorb much spiritual energy from the county government, so he naturally dropped less.
This makes sense.
"But then again..."
Xu Chong's heart moved slightly as he thought of another question, "Since the spiritual source can be embodied and plundered, can I in turn extract my own spiritual source?"
Just do it if you think of it.
Immediately, Xu Chong spread his palms in front of him and closed his eyes.
Time passes minute by minute.
Not long after, the same light group the size of a rice grain suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Then came the second and third.
Xu Chong opened his eyes and looked at the three balls of light floating in his palms, filled with surprises.
The spiritual source can be drawn out, which means it can be given to others!
He can completely use this to cultivate dead soldiers and form his own secret force to protect the elusive immortality.
"No...it still lacks a little bit."
Xu Chong shook his head and sighed, "There is no way to avoid the barriers of knowledge and vision."
There is no way to circumvent intellectual barriers, so you can only select a few loyal civilians to train, and mention martial arts when you want to use them. It is similar to the method of raising martial slaves, but it is too limited.
As for selecting people from official households, the risk is too great and cannot be done easily.
"Forget it, let's put this aside for now and talk about it later."
Xu Chongyi clenched his fist and looked at the panel, "At least there is an unexpected surprise."
Coupled with Zhou Ze's drop, Zhengyang Jinhou's plus sign appears again!
This means that as long as he is willing, he can immediately become a Tongmai realm warrior.
Wu Wenjing could not survive the ninth level of awakening in his life, and Zhou Ze could only awaken to the eighth level after half his life. And how long had it been since he traveled through time?
Just over half a year.
"Sure enough, God rewards those who work hard."
"As long as you work hard enough, you will definitely gain more."
"So, add it to me!"
Xu Chong's consciousness condensed into a bundle, and he was about to land on the plus sign.
However, the three words "Zhengyang Jin" made him stop his actions in time.
"No!"
"Cannot add now."
Xu Chong suppressed his impulse and slowly calmed down, "I am already the strongest person in Canglong County. It doesn't make much difference whether I have a breakthrough or not."
In fact, his biggest shortcoming is not his strength at all, but the limitation of his identity.
Without making enough contributions, he will never be able to openly reveal his strength.
No matter how strong you are, it won’t work.
There is another point.
The current ninth level of enlightenment requires him to spend most of his energy to suppress Zhengyang Jin. If he breaks through the Tongmai, he can't guarantee that he can continue to cover up the majesty of Zhengyang Jin.
“The dog is like Daqing, it’s really a headache!”
Xu Chong cursed.
This is compared to the imperial court, where there are restrictions and classes everywhere, making the noble time traveler extremely frustrated.
Helpless, he could only withdraw his thoughts and start cleaning up the traces.
But just rebelling against a thief is not worth spending too much time on.
The blood stains were wiped away, and the body was buried under the loquat tree in the courtyard.
A cup of tea is all it takes.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, 10,000 taels, the bounty of 10,000 taels was used to make fertilizer..."
"You have used such expensive fertilizer. If you don't bear a few more fruits next year, I will chop you down and use them as firewood."
Xu Chong patted the tree trunk, and Shi Shiran returned to the Yamen.
……
……
Two and a half months later.
"Sir, there are a lot of blood-clad guards outside. They are calling the names of those who want to see the chief. Please go out and have a look!"
Si Yan came to report in a panic.
The three words "Xueyiwei" are not secret. After what happened last time, all the yamen staff have remembered this special organization.
"Blood-clad Guard?"
Xu Chong slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm.
In fact, he realized something was wrong as early as a month ago.
Although Canglong County is still so peaceful, it is a bit too peaceful!
The new county magistrate has not yet arrived.
You must know that this is not the ancient times in the previous life. The poor people had to walk for more than half a year just to become an official.
The county magistrate of Daqing is at least the ninth level of enlightenment. Even if he still relies on his legs to take office, he should have arrived long ago.
But it just doesn’t exist.
The imperial court seemed to have completely forgotten the existence of Canglong County. It did not send anyone or issue any documents.
Obviously, something big must have happened.
Unfortunately, there is no one in Xu Chong's court, and there is no information. There is no way to inquire. The only thing that can be done is to send more manpower for city defense and patrol.
Even if it doesn't help, it's better than nothing.
This has always weighed heavily on his heart.
Until now.
Xu Chong stood up from his seat and asked: "How many people are there?"
"There are more than a hundred riders!"
Si Yan's tongue trembled a little.
Xu Chong's heart sank.
One hundred blood-clad guards means that there is at least one hundred households and two general banners inside.
The general banner is connected to the meridians, but what about the hundreds of households?
Damn...it’s time to start acting again.
Xu Chong cursed secretly and walked out quickly.
At the gate of the county government.
More than a hundred soldiers dressed in blood and wearing fresh clothes lined up to block the gate with angry horses and indifferent faces.
One hundred people, plus one hundred horses, didn't make the slightest sound.
Not to mention whispers, not even snorts or horse hooves kicking.
There is a terrifying oppressive force in silence.
All the yamen personnel didn't even have the courage to stand in front of the phalanx, and they all hid aside, feeling uneasy.
Xu Chong came out of the gate, clasped his fists and shouted: "Xu Chong, the official historian of Canglong County, may I ask what you are here for?"
"Are you the current person in charge of the county government?"
A blood-clothed guard in the middle spoke. The pattern on his blood-clothed clothing was exactly the same as that of Fu Yuanlong. It was a general flag.
"Exactly."
Xu Chong nodded.
"We, the Hundred Households, want to see you."
The commander-in-chief glanced at Xu Chong and raised his whip.
Wow.
More than a hundred riders marched in unison and separated to both sides, leaving a trail open.
At the end of the trail, a man turned around and stepped forward slowly.