Chapter 469

On the land of the human domain, spring passed and summer came, while the Western Regions began to rain continuously, entering the rainy season.

Wei Yuan braved the drizzling rain, hung a breastplate on the warrior in front of him, and then personally tightened the armor belt for him. This was Qingming's 100,000th heavy-armored warrior; now there were a total of 10,000 cavalry, 40,000 mounted infantry, and 50,000 heavy infantry in Qingming.

Qingming's heavy infantry was somewhat different from Western Jin's heavy infantry; thanks to the mass production of forged steel plates, the quality of Qingming's breastplates was quite high, and the weight was actually lighter than multi-layered chain mail or fish-scale armor. In addition, the infantry mainly used flying sword spears, paying more attention to mobility, so the armor on the arms and legs was also appropriately reduced.

In the end, Qingming's heavy-armored warrior's armor weighed eighty catties, far from Western Jin's 120-catty heavy armor.

All heavy infantry had the cultivation of the Blood Merging Realm and could still walk like flying while carrying several hundred catties. And according to what Wei Yuan knew, the Anbei Military Governor Xu Tongshou had 150,000 troops, but only 10,000 cavalry and 20,000 heavy soldiers. The Yunxiang Military Governor Lu Wenbai had 120,000 troops, with 20,000 cavalry and 20,000 heavy soldiers.

Measured by heavy-armored soldiers, Wei Yuan had already exceeded the sum of the other two military governors, only the cavalry was still insufficient.

Wei Yuan put the armor on the warrior in front of him and patted him; the officer next to him said loudly: "Turn right, run, return to camp!"

This thousand-man heavy-armored unit ran back to the military camp in front of Wei Yuan, their heavy but uniform footsteps shaking the earth.

At this time, Cui Yu flew over and landed beside Wei Yuan, the twelve Six Ren Heavenly Soldiers around his body returning to his body one by one.

Cui Yu handed over a list and said: "This is the list of people proposed to be promoted to Dao Foundation this period; my family sent another 500 people, there are 1,100 civilians within the domain who have accumulated enough military merit and are preparing to be promoted, and 2,000 people who were originally offerings in the 'New City' and have completed their body forging."

Wei Yuan scanned the list and said: "Okay, after preparing these few days, we can arrange the promotion. Has your Dharma Form consolidated?"

Cui Yu said: "Basically consolidated; twelve heavenly soldiers are fewer than expected, and Uncle Xu and Uncle Sun are still analyzing the possible reasons. In addition, several friends in the 'Fighting Saint Hall' are also studying this matter; according to the Hall Master, it may be because the Dharma Form cultivated in advance in the 'Human World Renjian Yanhuo' is the most ideal state, and once it reaches the outside, it will be interfered with by various factors, especially by the physical body's root bone, which will definitely be a bit worse than the ideal state."

Wei Yuan was startled: "You have become friends with people in the 'Fighting Saint Hall'?"

Cui Yu said as a matter of course: "Yes! In the 'Human World Renjian Yanhuo', they are no different from normal people; I occasionally discovered that I could chat very well with them, and the Hall Master and Deputy Hall Master are both very thoughtful people with unique insights. It's just that the two of them don't get along and often have conflicts. Now they have each gathered a group of people and often argue."

Wei Yuan thought of the first two people among the mortals who cultivated to the Dao Foundation; one had ordinary aptitude, and the other was a genius. It was just that hearing Cui Yu say that the two of them were still having conflicts, Wei Yuan's feeling was a bit strange.

At this time, Cui Yu had already successfully broken through to the Dharma Form; a twenty-year-old Dharma Form, the cultivation progress was considered quite rare. Although the heavenly soldiers in the final Dharma Form were not sixteen, only twelve remained. But Cui Yu could simultaneously distract himself to control twelve heavenly soldiers, each of whom could act and fight independently, which made his Dharma Form completely different from other cultivators' multi-soldier Dharma Forms, greatly increasing its power, and it could still be rated as heaven-rank.

"By the way, Uncle Xu asked me to tell you that he needs five of each of the Five-Element Spirit Ginseng over a hundred years old to dispense medicine, which can slightly increase the probability of forming a Dao Foundation."

"Okay, I'll go to the medicine garden to get them now."

Five-Element Spirit Ginseng is a basic spiritual plant; Wei Yuan had exchanged for quite a few over the years, all of which were placed in the medicine garden for planting. Now the growth rate of spiritual medicine in Qingming's medicine garden was more than ten times that of the outside world; in the past two years, many spiritual medicines had increased their age by thirty or forty years, and their value had greatly increased. And the spiritual energy of the best piece of medicine garden was extremely abundant, already comparable to the upper-rank medicine garden of the Tai Chu Palace.

Now Qingming was growing larger and larger, and the throughput of materials was huge, so it could no longer be taken at will as before. Important materials now all needed to be taken through Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan stood up and flew away, walking into the medicine garden a moment later.

The house built by the old Daoist Chuhe on the edge of the medicine garden had been rebuilt many times and was now quite large, not only including a piece of upper-rank medicine garden of several dozen mu, but also three ponds and two deep wells dug in the courtyard, and more than ten fruit trees transplanted, turning it into a small orchard.

As soon as Wei Yuan walked into the small courtyard, waves of fragrance rushed toward him. This fragrance was a peculiar meat fragrance, mixed with the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, which also lifted Wei Yuan's spirit and greatly whetted his appetite.

He pushed open the door and saw an Eight Immortals table set up in the main hall, with a copper hot pot supported in the center of the table; the charcoal was inch-gold charcoal burned from spiritual wood, and the pot was made of fire-crystal red copper. The water in the pot was already boiling, and the old Daoist Chuhe was holding a piece of fresh meat, using an immortal sword to slice thin-as-cicada-wing slices of meat into the pot.

The meat changed color as soon as it entered the water, and then a small white claw reached into the pot, fished out this piece of meat, dipped it in some seasoning, and ate it with a 'slurp'.

The old Daoist operated his sword like flying, slices of meat falling into the pot like snowflakes, and a sable, a cat, and a snake surrounded the pot, fishing for meat to eat without stopping, all eating with 'slurps'.

The snake's way of eating was slightly unrefined, often sticking out its snake tongue, taking a big mouthful of meat and soup; at this time, the sable would go over and pat the snake's head, warning it that eating meat is eating meat, don't drink the soup, and if it let it drink a few more mouthfuls, the clear soup in the pot with many medicinal herbs added would be gone. The room was steaming with heat, warm and cozy, and the fragrance floated everywhere. The old Daoist Chuhe was also glowing with health, constantly cutting meat and adding vegetables, eating at the same table with the three spiritual pets, not distinguishing between each other, climbing to the peak of life.

Seeing Wei Yuan enter the room, the old Daoist greeted Wei Yuan with a smile and asked him to take a seat, then said: "This is a nest of spiritual bamboo pigs found underground by Brother Sable; the meat is fresh and sweet, truly a supreme delicacy in the world! This is usually not easy to eat; I have already raised them, and it won't be long before there will be endless bamboo pig meat. These spiritual bamboo pigs usually inhabit a hundred zhang deep underground, addicted to eating spiritual bamboo roots and bamboo shoots; if it weren't for Brother Sable being amazing, we wouldn't be able to catch such good things!"

Wei Yuan took his seat happily. This meat smelled fragrant, so naturally, he couldn't miss it.

It was just that the flying sable looked at the old Daoist in confusion, not understanding why he had suddenly dropped two generations.

Wei Yuan ate a few slices of meat, roughly tasted the flavor, and put down his chopsticks. He now had a huge appetite, and his physical body needed a large amount of spiritual food to nourish, so naturally, this little meat couldn't fill him up. Usually, what his physical body needed mainly relied on spiritual rice. So now he didn't compete with the three spiritual pets for food.

Wei Yuan asked about the situation of the medicine garden, and the old Daoist naturally knew everything about the medicine garden like the back of his hand.

There were more than a hundred of each of the Five-Element Spirit Ginseng that Xu Henshui wanted that could be used; in addition, in the outer medicine gardens with not-so-good quality, the old Daoist planted thousands of each kind of spirit ginseng, and replanted five hundred each year, preparing to use them as the foundation of the Qingming medicine garden. After more than ten years, when these medicines had a hundred years of medicinal power, ordinary elixir ingredients could all be self-produced and self-sufficient.

An unexpected surprise was the original Dark Star Tianxing Longkui, which had become more and more obviously mutated under the old Daoist's care during this period, absorbing a large amount of Shaman earth, and had now turned into a Nether Shadow Dragonkui, which was an upper-rank spiritual plant, only one step away from an immortal plant. Along with it, the red jade lanterns on its body were also upgraded, and were also about to become upper-rank spiritual plants.

Based on this, the old Daoist Chuhe had an extra piece of dark forest in his Dharma Form, and had taken another big step forward in the Wan Hua Realm, and his combat power had greatly improved. It was just because the original base was not high, so although the increase was amazing, the old Daoist's combat power ranking was still very stable, and there was no possibility of being surpassed by anyone at all.

The medicine garden affected not only the ground but also the underground part. According to the results of the communication between the old Daoist Chuhe and the flying sable, the medicine garden's influence on the underground had now exceeded a hundred zhang, second only to the three hundred zhang underground at the Qingming boundary stone. And the average in other places in Qingming was only ten zhang.

Within a hundred zhang under the medicine garden, many species that had never appeared before began to appear, and even several kinds of spiritual beasts. The spiritual bamboo pig caught by the flying sable was one of them. This kind of low-level spiritual beast had delicious meat and grew extremely fast, with a nest capable of giving birth to dozens of cubs, and several nests a year.

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Relying on his experience in animal husbandry, the old Daoist Chuhe prepared to start raising bamboo pigs, and there would be no shortage of spiritual meat after a year.

In addition, the direction of the spiritual veins underground in the medicine garden also changed, and some tiny spiritual veins appeared. Wei Yuan took the spirit ginseng and was patrolling the medicine garden when his spiritual sense suddenly moved, and he received several military reports one after another.

At this time, in the northwest of the domain, a team of scouts galloped into Ding'an City and arrived at the camp in the city. Many people in this team of scouts were injured, obviously having gone through a bloody battle.

After the captain entered the military camp, he arrived in front of a military tent. As soon as he entered the military tent, he saw a warrior sitting behind the desk, expressionless. The captain was also a person who had seen many bloody storms on the battlefield, but at this moment, he was actually a bit uneasy in front of this Dao Foundation warrior.

Regarding this military tent and the mysterious warrior in the military tent, many legends circulated throughout the scout camp. He appeared here a month ago, and then didn't leave the military tent for a whole month, nor was he seen eating or drinking. No matter when the scouts returned, he was always there.

This captain suppressed the unease in his heart and began to report the military intelligence obtained from this reconnaissance, and the Dao Foundation warrior began to record it.

After the Dao Foundation warrior finished recording, a piece of military intelligence appeared synchronously in Wei Yuan's spiritual sense. This military intelligence, together with the military intelligence aggregated in the last few days, suddenly made Wei Yuan smell a different taste.

In the last ten days or so, the conflicts between the scouts of both sides had obviously increased, and there were dozens of casualties every day. The Shaman tribe had obviously strengthened the hunting of Qingming scouts.

The commander of the Qingming scouts, Sun Lie, was just a small, unknown figure before, but he had already grown into a ruthless character in the bloody storms. He immediately sent out a large number of anti-hunting troops, and even organized a hunting troop of 50 full cavalry, following behind his own small scout teams, specifically to encircle and kill the Shaman tribe's hunting troops.

After several hunting teams of more than a hundred Shaman scouts were killed in return, they also sent out hunting teams of several hundred cavalry.

Scouts were the most elite troops in the Qingming army, and their numbers were not large. The strangulation and anti-strangulation of both sides became more and more intense, and the Shaman tribe ignored their own tragic losses and continued to upgrade their actions.

After reading all the military reports, Wei Yuan keenly sensed that the Shaman tribe wanted to compress his field of vision.

He immediately issued an order with his spiritual sense. Subsequently, the Dao Foundation warrior in the scout camp left the military tent, arrived at Sun Lie's big tent, and said: "The Domain Lord has ordered: at all costs, scout forward five hundred li."

(End of chapter)