Destiny is ashes

Chapter 470 Decay (33)

At this point, the female manager was quite proud: "This step is very crucial. If the talent of the plant demon spirit is average, and the demon pill cannot reach the level of 'hundreds of qi', then it will not be able to regulate the spiritual field of nature. If the demon spirit fails to control its magic power, and the spirit in the demon pill does not condense according to the 'true spirit method', then the spirit will not be able to merge into one."

"And when the spiritual energy of the ten directions and five grains is condensed into 108 different spiritual plants, and then mixed with the magic pill using the true spirit method, all the spiritual plants and the magic pill are integrated into one, and placed in the 'Dragon Patterned Golden Dish' and left to rest for 72 days, this pot of fine wine can be produced."

"It's a servant's ingenuity. It's interesting, but still dirty."

Having lost interest, the purple-robed man gently swung the wine jug aside. As soon as the wine came out of the jug, it turned into balls of light golden spiritual energy, the quality of which was not inferior to the fundamental spiritual evil of ordinary martial veins.

But he still whispered: "Grains and cereals are not pure in nature. Why don't you use earth vein spirit rice instead of forcing me to eat those pickled things?"

"This……"

Seeing that the distinguished guest was unhappy, the female steward was speechless for a moment. She immediately knelt on the ground with her head pressed tightly to the floor: "I hope you will forgive me, sir!"

The raw material of the Ten Directions Brew, the spiritual juice, requires shiploads of high-quality grains in warehouses, which are already extremely precious. If it were brewed with spiritual rice from the earth veins, even a restaurant like theirs that is famous in the Divine Capital would find it difficult to afford it. Perhaps only the imperial court and the major families can afford such luxury.

"Ha, I won't scare you anymore."

The purple robed man smiled and waved his hand to signal the female steward to stand up. He liked to see other people being respectful to him. "I know you can't do it. You can't be too picky in life... Maybe you have to eat some dirty things occasionally to be healthy."

"The guests are coming soon, you should prepare the dishes."

Soon, the box was filled with the aroma of all kinds of delicacies: fresh shrimps from the North Sea were steamed alive, sparrows from Youxia were roasted into small balls, big fish that swam upstream from Yuyuanli to reach the Dragon Gate were sliced ​​and drizzled with sauce, and spiritual geese that were cooked by burning charcoal with Jiannan fruit wood were cut into pieces with a jade knife and served with sweet berry jam from the Shenjing orchard... Each one was a delicacy that ordinary people would never be able to eat in their lifetime, and each one was a spiritual meal prepared with spiritual plants and beasts.

"You didn't wait for me."

The purple-robed man ate a few bites each, then put down his chopsticks. Opposite him, a shadow of divine consciousness turned from virtual to real, transforming into a man in a dark gold robe, who was extremely noble. "If this were in the imperial court, this would be considered a breach of etiquette before the king. I would have to drag you to the beheading platform and chop off your head."

“Come on, Guangzhong.” The purple-robed man half-closed his eyes and sneered, “The God-Slaying Platform was sealed hundreds of years ago. If you want to scare me, you might as well curse me to be thrown into the army by my family and have to eat this kind of pig food every day.”

"Don't be so honest, Shi Xing."

Xuan Guangzhong, also known as the Zhong Wang, one of the Dachen Protector of the Nation and the Guardian of Youwu, said with a smile: "Don't you Song family want to govern the north? I see the current situation, one day you will have to go to maintain order."

Song Shixing is the eldest son of the great family in Shenjing, the 'Yufeng Song Family'. He seems a little unhappy: "I don't know what's good about that place. Cheng Zhi, that idiot, died there. His father keeps yelling in the clan, but after all, he is an elder and cannot be scolded. It's so annoying."

——Just pretend.

Although he knew what the other party was thinking, Prince Zhong did not say much: "In Minhai, General Weihai is about to retire. You can choose someone to take over."

"Don't mess up the Netherworld. If you mess up my plan, I won't be so easy on you next time."

"Of course." Although the two were old friends, Song Shixing also said seriously at this moment: "The Song family has prepared enough incense and offerings from all spirits, and will not miss the king's important event." The Eight Directions Martial Kings of Dachen are called Eight Directions, but in fact they are 'East, South, West, North, You, Yuan, Sea, and Border'. There are two in each direction, and they have different titles according to the different places they guard.

Prince Zhong Xuan Guangzhong is the 'King of the Netherworld' who guards the netherworld, and the universal currency of ghosts and gods in the netherworld is 'incense', a product of the essence of all spirits' thoughts, which can make ghosts and gods clear-minded and help them concentrate themselves. Even ordinary people can think quickly and gain more wisdom after receiving incense. It is a pure spiritual object and one of the raw materials of dragon energy.

As a great family that shares weal and woe with the country, the Yufeng Song family naturally has responsibilities, and collecting incense from all spirits for the imperial court is one of them.

Theoretically speaking, King Wu's private transaction of such strategic spiritual objects with the noble families was already a heinous crime that could anger the imperial court. But at this time, although both parties would hide in a small restaurant for private talks, they would not take those rules and regulations too seriously.

After quickly resolving the issue of interest exchange between the two parties, Song Shixing planned to leave.

Before leaving, he seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, are you really not going to take care of the divine destiny that killed my Song family?"

"Although Cheng Zhi is a useless person with no destiny, he is still a member of our Song family. If he does nothing, it will hurt people's hearts."

"It's a good thing he died. You should curse him more."

Prince Zhong laughed and said, "If you big families still want to have a little reputation among the people, you have to pick out a few scumbags from time to time to send them to die. Then you can criticize and cut them off among yourselves, which will help you hide your shortcomings."

"Haha, you've seen through all this." Song Shixing shook his head. When Prince Zhong was reminded of this matter, he thought that he hadn't paid much attention to it for a while, so he focused his attention on the situation in the northern border.

“The fight hasn’t started yet.”

After a moment, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's incredible. You can even hold back this?"

In the eyes of Prince Zhong, no matter which side, there are many reasons to fight early. Of course, they also have reasons not to fight, but not fighting will also hinder his plan: "It seems that I have to urge them. It will never end if it keeps dragging on, and it will not be good for An Jing."

Although his focus is not on the northern border, the intensity of the war in the northern border can indeed determine the direction of some hidden veins of the underworld.

Without hesitation, Prince Zhong immediately sent a message to Linjiang City in the name of the provincial government, urging the start of a war and quickly expelling the Chenli people who had invaded the country.

But soon, he showed a strange expression.

"What's going on?" Seeing this, Song Shixing, who was about to leave, stopped and asked, "What did our God say?"

"Hey." Prince Zhong laughed and said, "He said that the bigwigs in the prefecture know nothing about the front line. He is directly under Prince De, and the generals will not obey orders when they are outside, so don't give random orders."

"Also, he asked the provincial government to send reinforcements immediately, and not just sit there and do nothing."

(End of this chapter)