Chapter 350: New Trees Are Hard to Bully

After the Xiang Marquis left, it took Little Wei Yuan a long time to calm down.

Since parting in the capital, it had indeed been a while, but Little Wei Yuan subconsciously felt that everything seemed to have happened yesterday. Regarding Concubine Yuan's message, Little Wei Yuan could only decline. There were too many complicated matters within the domain, and he really had no time to go to the capital. Besides, if Little Wei Yuan wanted to go to the capital, he had to have a suitable reason.

Little Wei Yuan chose a location on the vast land of the ten thousand li of rivers and mountains, dug a small pond several zhang square and two zhang deep, then cast a small rain, and put the water-vat-sized seed down, watching the rainwater gather and slowly submerge the seed.

The rainwater was permeated with a distinct smell of decay and fishiness. Since the battle with the Xu family, the national fortune of Xijin had obviously declined.

The rainwater was yellowish-green, but this seed seemed to like it very much and began to absorb water at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, a point of vitality sprouted in the center, spraying out a wisp of spiritual energy.

Not far from Yushan, the Bingli Shenmu stood quietly, with snowflakes drifting within dozens of zhang, and a thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground.

The Laurel Immortal Tree stood at the edge of the ice and snow, a wisp of pale red sword Qi flew over slowly and poked the Bingli Shenmu lightly. Seeing no movement from the Bingli Shenmu after a while, it poked it lightly again.

After testing several times like this, the Bingli Shenmu had no reaction, so the power of that pale red sword Qi increased, slashing toward the outermost pale blue leaf.

A layer of ice crystals suddenly appeared on the surface of the leaf, blocking the sword Qi.

This single exchange made a huge sound that resounded for a hundred li, immediately attracting Little Wei Yuan, who was observing the seed in the pond in the distance.

The Laurel Immortal Tree never expected that one slash would sound like an ancient bell ringing for ten thousand years, scaring it so much that it wanted to run away, but its tree body shook, and it actually stopped in place!

Only then did it discover that a layer of thin ice had covered the ground at some point, freezing all its roots into the ground.

It struggled several times but couldn't break free, and saw Little Wei Yuan already standing beside it, looking at it expressionlessly. Little Wei Yuan didn't speak, just pointed at the Bingli Shenmu.

I saw a clear sword mark on one of the leaves of the Bingli Shenmu, the wound had reached the tendons, and there was a bit of pale red sword Qi flickering on it.

The Laurel Immortal Tree's branches shook desperately, wanting to say that its sword just now didn't hurt it at all, and this wound was clearly cut by this bitch tree itself!

Unfortunately, this passage was too complicated, it couldn't shake it out no matter what, and Little Wei Yuan didn't seem to want to listen, just reached out to it.

The Laurel Immortal Tree put a flower in Little Wei Yuan's palm.

Little Wei Yuan remained unmoved.

The two sides stalemated for a long time, and the Laurel Immortal Tree finally reluctantly put the pale red sword Qi into Little Wei Yuan's hand. Little Wei Yuan came to the girl Yin-Yang and wrapped the sword Qi around her wrist.

The hundred zhang around the girl Yin-Yang was a forbidden area, and no immortal plant was willing to approach.

After doing this, Little Wei Yuan picked up a stone, slowly refined the true meaning of the tripod, and then started to make parts.

Seeing that Little Wei Yuan was no longer paying attention here, the Laurel Immortal Tree became angrier the more it thought about it. It popped a new branch from its tree body, with a new, thin sword Qi on the tip, shaking it in front of the Bingli Shenmu as if to demonstrate.

The Bingli Shenmu suddenly raised its branches, slashed at one of its own leaves, and opened another wound for itself!

The Laurel Immortal Tree knew something was wrong and wanted to stop it but didn't know how to do it. At this moment, the Bingli Shenmu knocked two leaves together, immediately making another huge, loud, and crisp sound of a sword slashing steel!

Little Wei Yuan appeared instantly, first looking at the new wound on the Bingli Shenmu, then looking at the Laurel Immortal Tree, expressionless, and reached out his hand again.

The Laurel Immortal Tree felt that it was a tree and couldn't move at this moment.

But Little Wei Yuan had his own way, pointing at the girl Yin-Yang. The Laurel Immortal Tree had no choice, its bark cracked a seam, and a new branch stretched out from inside, slowly putting the sword Qi into Little Wei Yuan's hand.

After Little Wei Yuan left, the Laurel Immortal Tree had nowhere to vent its anger, so it threw a flower at the Bingli Shenmu, and then saw the Bingli Shenmu's branches and leaves shaking, making a very obscene gesture of insulting a tree in the immortal plant world!

The Laurel Immortal Tree was dumbfounded, its worldview shattered.

Then Little Wei Yuan appeared in front of it again. This time, the Laurel Immortal Tree really didn't know where it went wrong.

Little Wei Yuan came out of the ten thousand li of rivers and mountains, opened the newly exchanged medicine cabinet, and put a roll of fresh immortal tree cinnamon into it. In the Kunyuan Longevity Pill prescription he had just learned, one of the auxiliary medicines was immortal tree cinnamon.

The Laurel Immortal Tree's bark had long since cracked and fallen off, but it was still used by it to wrap its body, which was discovered by Little Wei Yuan, so there was another roll of cinnamon in the collection.

After putting away the immortal medicine, Little Wei Yuan re-checked his cultivation progress. With two new immortal plants, the progress each year advanced by one small grid. But the biggest gain in the immortal plant area was the Dragon Blood Wood; this borrowed tree had already borne fruit five times.

At this moment, it was very weak, almost falling out of the immortal rank, and it was unlikely to bear fruit for the sixth time in the short term.

Five Dragon Blood Wood sprouts could contribute two more grids of progress, followed by the one hundred and thirty thousand people newly added to the domain. After the final inventory, Little Wei Yuan didn't have to do anything at this time, and the spiritual energy could reach twenty-one grids of progress each year, and the time to finish the mid-stage of Dao Foundation was already under five years.

In terms of single contribution, the biggest was actually not spiritual plants, but ordinary rice.

Fifty thousand mu of ordinary rice usually produced only one grid of spiritual energy, but every time it matured, it could contribute an extra portion of spiritual energy. The key is that it matures every two months, so it can produce six extra portions of spiritual energy a year!

Little Wei Yuan made up his mind to open another fifty thousand mu of new fields.

In the brief silence, the fourth batch of people from the Cui family came again. This time the number was five hundred, of which two hundred were old people. The agreed time had arrived, so Little Wei Yuan returned the Dragon Blood Wood, which was taken back by the Cui family Dharma Form cultivator. But just as the Cui family flying boat left, the flying boat of the Li family of Zhao Guo arrived. This time, the one representing Zhao Li was still Xiang Marquis Wang Gan. The Li family of Zhao Guo was actually the royal family, and this time they sent two hundred Body Forging Great Success disciples, with requirements similar to the Cui family, but there was no limit on the death rate.

Zhao Li started with horses and troops, and is now a powerful country among the nine countries, with a national style of valuing martial arts and not fearing casualties.

And the reward for Little Wei Yuan, besides immortal silver, was Zhao Guo's guarantee of smooth trade routes.

With the start of the fourth Dao Foundation class, Little Wei Yuan also screened one thousand Body Forging Great Success cultivators in the domain to build foundations with this batch. Now the domain had supplemented a large number of people in a short time, and there were more than five thousand Body Forging Great Success cultivators among the offerings, refugees, and surrendered soldiers combined.

After this battle, the number of cultivators defecting to the domain gradually increased, and there were enough Fire-element cultivators. So Little Wei Yuan built multiple blast furnaces in one go, producing two hundred thousand jin of molten steel daily.

Little Wei Yuan seized the rare quiet time, desperately opening fields and forging iron, striving to raise combat power in the shortest time.

However, Little Wei Yuan did not know at this time that the impact of completely annihilating the Xu family's three hundred thousand-strong army far exceeded his expectations.

In the Xijin Palace, the King of Jin held a steel pipe gun, somewhat clumsily loading ammunition into the gun, and then fired a shot at the rockery not far away.

Amidst the roar, a corner of the rockery collapsed, and gravel flew everywhere.

"Is this the firearm Qingming made? The power is okay, but the accuracy is worrying." The King of Jin commented while loading ammunition inside, but it wouldn't go in no matter what.

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Beside him, Zhao Tong looked at a piece of jade paper and reminded: "You must first use Dao power to clean the gun barrel."

The King of Jin spat out Dao power, blowing a large amount of black ash out of the gun barrel, and this time the ammunition could indeed be loaded. Zhao Tong compared the shooting process written on the jade paper and said: "You also have to suck the ammunition to the bottom."

The King of Jin urged Dao power, sucking the ammunition to the deepest part of the gun barrel, while the air was discharged from a small hole on the gun barrel. After being ready, the King of Jin fired another shot, this time blowing a large piece of the rockery.

After firing several shots in a row, the King of Jin lost interest, put down the firearm, and said: "It's equivalent to a casual strike by a Dao Foundation cultivator, but there is no accuracy beyond thirty zhang. Is this what Little Wei Yuan relied on to wipe out the Xu family's three hundred thousand-strong army?"

Zhao Tong said: "Little Wei Yuan's guns are not one or two, but tens of thousands! Tens of thousands of guns fired together, and at that time, three or four thousand of the Xu family's cavalry charging at the front were gone directly."

"They couldn't fire many shots before the cavalry reached them, right?" The King of Jin asked.

"Holy King, that is indeed the case. The slow ones fired three or four shots, the fast ones five or six. Little Wei Yuan set up obstacles in front of the position in advance, so the cavalry speed was a bit slow when charging."

The King of Jin said: "Then why didn't the Xu family bypass to the flank, but had to charge the front?"

Zhao Tong said: "Actually, at that time, this old servant observed the military Qi of both sides, and Little Wei Yuan was obviously weaker. One side was infantry, the other was cavalry, even if the military Qi was equal, if this old servant were to command the army, I'm afraid I would also charge the front. As long as the charge is successful, the battle is won."

The King of Jin nodded and said: "Send some of these guns and ammunition to the Ministry of Works and order them to imitate them as soon as possible. Send some more to the King of England, let him first form a ten-thousand-man firearm battalion to see if it is useful."

Seeing Zhao Tong hesitant to speak, the King of Jin asked: "If you have anything to say, just say it, why are you hiding it!"

Zhao Tong said: "Forming a new battalion of troops, the cost is probably not small. There is no silver in the national treasury this year, this old servant is afraid that those civil officials will make trouble again."

"Then take it from my inner treasury."

"Holy King, there is no silver left in the inner treasury either."

The King of Jin was stunned, then frowned and said: "Then form five thousand, no, three thousand people first!"

The King of Jin picked up a tube of ammunition sealed with oil paper, played with it in his hand, and said: "Those officials, big and small, are all fat and greasy, can't you let them donate some military expenses?"

Zhao Tong lowered his head and said: "Since this year, the officials in the capital and various places have donated silver three times, totaling 410,000 taels."

The King of Jin suddenly felt irritable in his heart and threw the ammunition heavily on the ground. With a bang, the ammunition exploded!

In the fire and smoke, the King of Jin's voice was like cold ice: "Little Wei Yuan occupied a piece of white land, and within a year he could equip tens of thousands of people! How come when it gets to me, even equipping three thousand people is difficult?!"

Zhao Tong trembled all over, not daring to speak.

At this time, Concubine Yuan's pleasant voice came from the side: "The silver produced on Little Wei Yuan's land is only five taels, and all five taels are obtained by him. The silver produced on your land, Great King, is one hundred taels, but only one tael reaches your hands. This is the reason."

A flash of light appeared in the King of Jin's eyes, and he said slowly: "The aristocratic families are truly damned!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 351 =====