Chapter 159: The true use of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi!

"Become...become me?"
Fang Xianzong maintained a dazed expression, and understood after a moment, "Are they fragments of Huanzhentian?"
"The Fang family is indeed an ancient family."
Xu Chong shook his head, "Don't worry, after I become you, I won't take the initiative to provoke anyone, but I won't be beaten without fighting back. If Fang Xianyu doesn't know what's good for him, I won't hesitate to send him to reunite with you."
"Well, that's good... ahem."
Fang Xianzong coughed twice, and then quickly said: "I am usually very withdrawn in front of others. Even in the Sixth Chamber, I am not popular. If you want to completely disguise yourself as me, you only need to pay attention to a few things..."
Blood kept gushing out of his mouth and nose, and Fang Xianzong spoke faster and faster. In just a short moment, he gave a brief introduction to the people in the six rooms and pointed out the possible flaws.
This made Xu Chong frown gradually.
Finally, Fang Xianzong grabbed Xu Chong's hand, his eyes earnest and his tone weak: "My father, my brother, and I all live in humiliation."
"I don't hate the Fang family's rules, I just hate myself for being useless."
"I'll give you Fang Xianzong's identity...all of it."
"I only ask you to let these three words..."
"Resounding throughout... the Fang family..."
After uttering the last few barely audible words, Fang Xianzong lowered his head and fell completely silent.
The formless clothes are activated.
In the blink of an eye, the blood, the body, the clothes, and the entire Fang Xianzong disappeared from the spot.
Only the jade talisman with blood on it fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Xu Chong did not hesitate at all, and at the moment the false appearance was created, he switched to the appearance of Fang Xianzong.
The next moment, a phantom with Fang Xianzong's face walked out from nothingness, walked to the bed, and sat cross-legged.
Xu Chong continued to hide aside, using his Yang Shen to sense good and bad luck.
After a moment, Xu Chong felt relieved.
"The second step of the Spring and Autumn Tomb Project is complete... Let's see how fast the spiritual energy is generated."
A day passed like this in the training hall.
However, Xu Chong's face turned ugly.
Because the spiritual source has not been generated.
"how so?"
Xu Chong frowned and looked at the panel.
From the moment you entered the Spring and Autumn Tomb, the prompt has always been "The concentration of spiritual energy is very high."
It is obvious that as a mid-grade cave, the concentration of spiritual energy in Chunqiu Tomb is higher than that in the seventh-level Imperial Prison.
He is now in the rules. Even if the flow rate of fifty times is only half the strength of the rules, there should be at least a little spiritual source every day. How come there is none at all?
"Could it be that the concentration of spiritual energy is distributed over the accelerated time?"
Xu Chong thought about it and it seemed that this was the only possibility.
It is true that the Spring and Autumn Tomb is a mid-grade cave heaven, and it is also true that the rules can accelerate time.
But while accelerating, it is impossible to make the time after the acceleration have the same spiritual energy concentration.
After all, if that were really the case, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to a hundred times the concentration of spiritual energy, exceeding the concept of a mid-grade cave heaven.
“No wonder Fang Xianzong said that except when they are practicing, the Fang family, regardless of their status, live at the foot of the mountain without being governed by rules.”
"Even the meeting hall of the clan elders can only speed up tenfold."
Xu Chong was slightly disappointed. "It seems that the five years in the training hall still need to be spent on self-cultivation."
"The only thing is that the conditions are too limited..."
The most basic method of practicing the three kinds of Tao, whether it is Zifu, Huangting, or Yuchi, is still to use the continuously generated strength to strengthen and sublimate the Tao seeds.
However, in addition to the basic method, there are additional means to speed up cultivation.
For example, in the Purple Mansion, the Yin God and the Yang God fly high in the sky, baptized by the light of the sun and the moon and the wind of the sky.
For example, practicing Huangting Taoism can help you understand the changes in heaven and earth and strengthen your connection with the power of heaven and earth.
Both of these can only be accomplished in the outside world.
After all, a cave is just a cave. Even if there is the sun, moon, heaven and earth, it is not the real sun, moon, heaven and earth.
Only the Jade Pool Seeding Dao can temper the physical body regardless of time and place, and speed up the fusion of the physical body and the power of the Dao Seed.
As for the method of strengthening the body, it is also very simple, just beat yourself.
It is somewhat similar to the external training in the legends of previous lives, and has the meaning of returning to the essence of human beings.
Perhaps this is why Yu Chi Zhong Dao is called a true man.
In short, given the current conditions in the training hall, this is the only one that applies.
Bang! Bang! Bang…
The sound of metal clashing began to echo in the stone chamber.
Day after day passed.
It was not until the twenty-fifth day that 1 point of spiritual source was generated.
"Twenty-five days is equivalent to six hours in the outside world, which means that two spiritual sources can be generated in one day."
"This ground-level training hall, which is only half the strength of the rules, is comparable to the seventh level of the Imperial Hell!"
"No, it's not just the spiritual source..."
"In these twenty-five days, I have taken a small step towards the second level of Bronze Skin. If converted, it is worth 2 points of spiritual energy! It is more efficient than the panel!"
"Totaling them all, after a full day in the outside world, my total gain is equivalent to 6 points of spiritual energy!"
"So, this is the true use of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?"
Xu Chong was extremely excited, and then naturally, he thought of the middle tomb among the three tombs on the top of the mountain.
According to Fang Xianzong's introduction, the entire Spring and Autumn Tomb is divided into five levels: heaven, earth, black, yellow, and without.
The stepless tomb is used as a place for daily living and storing various supplies, and it does not have any effect of accelerating time.
From the foot of the mountain to near the top of the mountain is the Xuan-level tomb, where time increases tenfold.
It includes training hall, meeting hall, medicine making hall, craftsmanship hall and so on.
The Earth-level Tombs and the Heaven-level Tombs are both on the top of the mountain.
Two training halls and one Spring and Autumn Hall.
Chunqiu Hall is the tomb in the middle, with the words "Chunqiu" engraved on the tombstone.
Only three people can enjoy the effect of the rules at the same time.
The three youngest generations each have one quota.
For example, now there are three generations: Le, Jing, and Xian.
If you want to be qualified to enter Chunqiu Hall, you must either become the strongest among your peers or queue up honestly.
"If it were Chunqiu Hall, my daily income would double..."
"No wonder Fang Xianzong knew he was going to die, but he told me so much. It seems that he is sure that I will definitely participate in the competition."
Xu Chong seemed to be thinking about something.
Originally, he planned to use Fang Xianzong's identity, practice in the training hall, and maintain Lin Kuang's phantom body.
He had no intention of interfering in the Fang family's affairs unless anyone caused trouble.
But now it seems that it is still necessary to fight for it.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”
Xu Chong raised his lips, "It is not a crime to kill one's peers. This rule... is tailor-made for me."
Just like that, a year passed quickly in the training hall.
In the outside world, it is just a week.

Zhanshi Mansion.
After a whole week of sleepless nights, Xu Chong had finished reading all the official history of the Sijing Bureau.
How to say it.
It's a little different from what he thought.
You have to know that he read these historical records with preconceived malice.
However, as he watched, not only did this malice completely disappear, he was even led astray and began to believe that many of the previous Emperors of Qing were wise and virtuous rulers.
Especially the first three thousand years of the five thousand years of records.
Land, rewards and punishments, military service, business, imperial examinations...
All aspects of the system have undergone reform time and again.
The most obvious aspect is land.
From the well-field system, to the equal-field system, to the single-whip system, and finally to the system of allocating land tax to each acre of land, the poll tax was no longer levied.
It seemed as if the efforts of so many dynasties in previous lives were put into one dynasty and completed.
The difference is that there is no change of dynasties, and there is no process of destruction and then reconstruction, which makes the pace of this reform slower.
Don't underestimate this reform.
On the surface, this reform was to protect the court's tax revenue, but more importantly, it was to eliminate official corruption to a greater extent and reduce the burden on the people.
Moreover, basically every time there is a reform, there are interventions from the aristocratic families, who use all kinds of means to exclude, frame, and assassinate those who preside over the reform.
Without exception, these aristocratic families were all confiscated and exterminated by successive emperors in the most tough manner, leaving no room for them at all.
The most exaggerated case was that Emperor Zhongde more than 2,000 years ago, in order to implement the land-based tax system, directly labeled six hereditary dukes and fourteen hereditary marquises as traitors and executed all nine clans.
As a result, more than half of the court was empty, and it took five full years to recover.
The Emperor Zhongde was willing to pay for this and personally took care of everything for five years. His highest record was that he stayed up all night, without eating or drinking, for three consecutive months in the Tianji Palace, handling all major and minor .
For this, Xu Chong couldn't help but admire it.
Even if history books have been beautified, at least the achievements are there.
As for after Emperor Zhongde, as various systems were perfected to the point where there was no room for change, the emperors' appearances gradually became less frequent and the focus of historical records fell on the cabinet.
"It seems that the emperor's position has been problematic for nearly two thousand years."
Xu Chong rubbed his brows and said, "If I want to know exactly when it started, I'm afraid I can only look at the Ministry of Revenue. I wonder if Prime Minister Lou has made any progress..."
The Ministry of Revenue compiles statistics on various data every year, such as the income, expenditure, reserves of various materials, and the population of each province and region.
This includes changes in data before and after disaster relief.
Even if the process of disaster relief is blurred or destroyed, the data in this regard can never be perfectly hidden.
If nothing unexpected happens, Lou Youzhi has already started.
As Xu Chong was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
Dongdong ...
"Excuse me, is Xu Yimai inside?"
A strange voice was heard.
It's not Xu Xima or Lord Xu, but Xu Yimai...
Xu Chong's eyes flashed, and he said loudly: "Come in."
——Squeak.
A man who looked to be about fifty years old walked in.
Xu Chong's pupils shrank sharply.
Because of the way the visitor was dressed.
He wore a black gauze winged hat, a bright red silk robe, and a jade belt around his waist.
The patches on the chest and arms of the uniform...are five-clawed dragon patterns!
So it's obvious.
This is the prince, Jiang Xinghe.
Xu Chong stood up and was about to salute, but unexpectedly Jiang Xinghe spoke first.
"Imperial family Jiang Xinghe, meet Xu Yimai."
Jiang Xinghe smiled and bowed from a distance, his voice was bright and his expression was natural.
What a spring breeze.
"Your humble servant greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Xu Chong left the main case and saluted from a distance.
Jiang Xinghe walked closer, lifted up Xu Chong, and said with a smile: "According to the rules, you have to call me Your Highness the Crown Prince, and I have to call you Xu Yimai, but the problem is that I hate to stick to the rules."
Xu Chong raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness means..."
"Today, there is no crown prince or groom, no royal family or heirs."
Jiang Xinghe's eyes were stern, and he said meaningfully: "There is only one person who doesn't know, and one person who knows."
Xu Chong's heart sank suddenly: "I don't understand what Your Highness means."
"Then I'll be more straightforward."
Jiang Xinghe nodded, "There was a locust plague in Yongzhou. I know it was my father who was obstructing disaster relief."
"Your Highness is worrying too much."
Xu Chong remained calm.
"Don't you know whether you are worrying too much?"
Jiang Xinghe didn't care and walked to the second table and sat down. "Your deeds have been completely tampered with now, but coincidentally, I have been following you for a long time."
"So I know that you were rescued from the Taiping Dao by the Blood-Robed Guards, and halfway to the capital, you left alone and went to Yongzhou."
"I think you have personally experienced what happened in Yongzhou, right?"
Sure enough, even with King Qian covering up the traces for him, he still couldn't be perfect.
Xu Chong opened his mouth and replied, "The events in Yongzhou were all caused by the Taiping Dao."
"Indeed, from destroying granaries in various places before the disaster to luring refugees after the disaster, on the surface, it seems that this was indeed the work of the Taiping Dao."
Jiang Xinghe shook his head and changed the subject: "But I know it's not."
"Why?"
Xu Chong raised his eyebrows.
"Because the royal family's warehouses have a large amount of various supplies, it is easy to provide relief to an entire province. "
"As early as when the news of the locust plague reached the capital, I wrote a letter to the emperor asking him to temporarily use the royal family's property for relief, but it was directly rejected."
"The reason is that it is too complicated and will arouse the dissatisfaction of the royal family and cause complications."
"So I visited all the branches of the royal family overnight and won support from them."
"But what I didn't expect was that just when I was about to submit my second petition, the royal family's warehouse... caught fire."
Jiang Xinghe laughed at himself and said, "It's fine if granaries in various places are destroyed, but even the royal family's warehouse caught fire. Who would believe it if I told them?"
"What caused the fire?"
Xu Chong asked with narrowed eyes.
"There are many theories, including that the weather was hot and the supervisor was not properly supervised, that the eunuchs defected to the Taiping Dao, or that the children were playing around and started the fire... None of them makes sense."
Jiang Xinghe sighed, "There are so many warehouses, but the ones that store food are the ones that are burning, and they are all burned up in an instant. It is impossible to do this unless a celestial being in the Dharma Realm takes action."
“Dharma Realm… who could it be?”
Xu Chong asked calmly.
"I have doubted my father, but he has not left Tianji Palace for three years."
Jiang Xinghe shook his head and said, "Maybe there must be some unknown masters among the eunuchs who died in the sea of ​​fire. There is no way to find out."
Haven’t left Tianji Palace for three years?
What I mean is, you didn’t even go to the harem?
This is a new clue.
Xu Chong secretly remembered this and continued perfunctorily: "All this is just your Highness's speculation. It has been so long. Please don't dwell on this matter anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xinghe's face turned gloomy.
"It's been so long?"
"Is it over after so long?"
"When will the next natural disaster come? What about the one after that?"
"Every time, a province's worth of people die. Even if Daqing has tens of millions of people, how many times can they die?"
After saying that, Jiang Xinghe looked at Xu Chong deeply, his face solemn: "I know, you don't believe me."
"I asked Prime Minister Lou and Commander Dou, and they had the same attitude as you."
"You think that I am the crown prince, and sooner or later I will sit on that position. Maybe by then, I will become the executioner who massacres an entire province."
"To this, I would like to say... the future is the future, and the present is now."
Jiang Xinghe stood up and walked out: "At least now, I am still the prince."
"He is the Crown Prince of Daqing who was taught from childhood to have a broad mind and to benefit the people!"

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