"Hahaha …" The pillar of light that fell from the sky had disappeared, but Zhou Qingfeng's laughter still continued. This guy could finally laugh, the problem that had been troubling him for a long time was solved.
Light, this was Zhou Qingfeng's bone type that was different from metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. He pretentiously called his special characteristic the "Light of the Sky", after all, when he awakened his true essence, it was a pillar of light that fell from the sky. After obtaining the true essence that matched his bone type, Zhou Qingfeng's spirit energy began to circulate normally, his cultivation was temporarily at the first level.
Normal cultivators would choose one of the three development paths of 'bone type', 'blood type', and 'soul type' as their main specialty, and specialize in one type of spell. This way, the main spell's power could be maximized. If the other two types had extra spirit energy, they would selectively train them, but most people didn't have extra spirit energy.
As for which one to choose as his main, Zhou Qingfeng still didn't know. Because he still knew nothing about the path of cultivation, he could only rely on blind guesses.
The amount of spells a cultivator could cast was related to the amount of spirit energy. People with a good bone type and strong true essence could naturally produce and store more spirit energy. But because of the existence of spirit energy storage magic tools, talismans, and pills, a low level cultivator could also cast a large number of spells.
But usually, once a person reached a certain level of cultivation, they could only cast spells of that level, the higher the level of the spell, the more powerful and the stronger the effect. Of course, there were exceptions, such as using some powerful magic tools, they could cast spells of a higher level. For example, Zhou Qingfeng used the "Sun Tablet" on his chest to cast the incomplete "Heaven's Eye", and the normal "Heaven's Eye" was a genuine level nine spell.
A level one spell consumed '1' unit of spirit energy, and with each increase in level, the spirit energy consumption doubled. Casting spells of a higher level was very rare, and the magic tools that could allow a cultivator to cast spells of a higher level were extremely precious, often causing all kinds of bloodshed. The highest level items like the "Sun Tablet" were usually hidden in the palace, never known to outsiders.
Currently, Zhou Qingfeng had two magical items on him. One was the 'Wind Listening Stone' that He Zhuo had given him, and the other was the 'Heaven Repairing Stone' that Yuan Qingying had appraised. Originally, this thing could only improve the user's ability to recognize sounds. However, Yuan Qingying had activated the effect of Vitality Wood, which could help the user heal.
The other one was the Transformation Wand that Zhou Qingfeng had randomly created. This wand had evolved when Zhou Qingfeng awakened his True Essence. It was originally a small pink cane with a heart-shaped top. But now, the pink had turned black, and its shape had changed from a cute heart shape to a simple wooden stick. There seemed to be some dark patterns on the outside of the wooden stick.
"What pattern is this?" Zhou Qingfeng couldn't figure out the meaning of the dark lines no matter how hard he tried. He tried to instill spirit energy into it, but found that the original "transformation" ability had disappeared. After instilling spirit energy, a Light Saber appeared in his hand.
Oh oh … Zhou Qingfeng swung the saber a few times, and found that it was abnormally sharp. It was different from other people using it. The saber formed by his Light Attribute spirit energy was bright and tangible. It was a tangible object that could be used to fight with people. "Holy sh * t, I can really become a Sith Warrior now."
After playing with the Light Saber for a few times, Zhou Qingfeng looked around again. At this moment, the valley of the mass grave was quiet. The original hundred or so ghosts had all been purified, and the rotten smell that permeated the valley had disappeared. Instead, the grass and trees had become denser.
Zhou Qingfeng's bone structure was different from others, and his True Essence was much stronger than normal practitioners. His spirit energy recovered quickly, and the amount of spirit energy that could be stored in his body was also much more than a beginner. However, his starting point was still low. Other people's spirit energy was at '1' after they started, but he was only at '2'. To put it bluntly, his strength was still low.
Hearing that there was no one in the valley, Zhou Qingfeng was hungry again. Having just gained spirit energy, he opened the dimensional door and entered the Temporal Oasis to look for food. The little store in the Temporal Oasis still had a lot of food in stock. He ate some ham sausages and instant noodles, and drank a bellyful of water.
With food, his spirit energy could be produced continuously. Zhou Qingfeng thought that he still needed to escape back to Fu Shun, so it was necessary to get a means of transportation.
"If only I had a paper crane like Gu Yuanwei's." The road from Hetuala to Fu Shun was difficult to travel, and there were many checkpoints along the way. Normal means of transportation could not be used at all. Zhou Qingfeng thought that flying back to Fu Shun would be the fastest way. "But I only have bicycles, electric scooters, cars, pickup trucks, and armored vehicles in front of me."
There was even a helicopter in the void outside the Temporal Oasis. It was sent by the police when Uncle Zhou first stirred up trouble. There seemed to be something further away in the void, but it could not be seen clearly.
The main body of the Temporal Oasis was Zhou Qingfeng's original technical school. The students in the school had left a large number of bicycles in the shed, and there were hundreds of them densely packed together. With Zhou Qingfeng's current spirit energy, he could definitely get one out, but he did not want to ride it to escape — who knew what would happen to this thing at the end of the Ming Dynasty?
Zhou Qingfeng wanted to get a motorcycle. Unfortunately, this bike was too heavy, and he did not have enough spirit energy to transport it out. After tossing and turning, Zhou Qingfeng could only choose an electric scooter. It was the kind of light type that housewives used to buy groceries on the street. It was not domineering at all, but the advantage was that it was light.
"I wonder what this thing will become at the end of the Ming Dynasty?" Zhou Qingfeng pushed an electric scooter into the dimensional door and returned to four hundred years ago. He went back, and the scooter … "F * ck, it turned into a goat?!"
It was a puppet goat, the kind with horns. It was good at climbing hills, and it was especially small, suitable for passing through forests and rivers. Moreover, there was a full set of saddles and pedals on the back of the goat. It was completely designed for the eight-year-old version of Zhou Qingfeng.
Master Zhou held the saddle, stepped on the pedals, and rode on it easily. He pulled the reins with both hands and injected some spirit energy into it, and the puppet goat actually began to move according to his will. "Haha … This thing can actually be ridden."
It did not consume much spirit energy, so Zhou Qingfeng could ride it for a long time. The puppet goat was quite stable when it ran. The ground in the valley was uneven, but the feeling of shaking was not obvious. This goat could also run and jump between large rocks and ravines. It was very agile, and its speed was especially fast.
"Hahaha … This goat is not bad, not bad at all." Originally, Zhou Qingfeng's biggest problem was that he could not escape. Now that he had this puppet goat, he could completely avoid the main road and climb over the mountains. With the food in the Temporal Oasis as logistical support, he could directly reach Fu Shun.
"Giddy, giddy, giddy …" Zhou Qingfeng grinned from ear to ear. Riding on the puppet goat, he easily climbed to the top of the valley. He wanted to choose a direction and begin his escape.
But he was happy for less than three seconds. Before Zhou Qingfeng could figure out which direction he was in, he suddenly heard the sound of clothes fluttering from Su Zihe's direction. Immediately after, a gust of wind rushed towards him from the darkness. A tall figure crashed in front of him with a thud.
Zhou Qingfeng was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled the puppet goat to dodge. He then saw the figure straighten his back after landing, and a strange laugh came from his mouth. Zhou Qingfeng's "Heaven's Eye" had not dissipated yet. He saw a guy in flames of spirit energy in front of him — wasn't that Chu Ying? This bastard was not causing trouble in the city, so why did he come looking for him?
"Kid, I thought you had already run away." Chu Ying was overjoyed. He was tall and had long arms. He took a few steps forward and grabbed Zhou Qingfeng from the back of the puppet goat. "Hahaha … Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm not here to kill you. I'm here to recruit you."
Chu Ying seemed to want to show his sincerity. He put Zhou Qingfeng back on the puppet goat and said in a low voice, "I heard from Abahai that you are from the Ming Kingdom's Brocade Guard. She said you want to kill Nurhachi and make me the ruler of Jianzhou, right? "
Here comes trouble!
As soon as he heard Chu Ying mention Abahai, Zhou Qingfeng knew that something bad was going to happen. In theory, he should have run away with Yuan Qingying and Ye Na. Who knew that the two women would leave him behind halfway. Zhou Qingfeng had wandered into the mass grave at night and was lucky enough to awaken his True Essence, officially embarking on the path of cultivation.
However, as the saying goes, 'Good fortune is accompanied by misfortune, and misfortune is accompanied by blessings'. That night, both good and bad luck fell on Zhou Qingfeng. After going around in circles, he ended up in Chu Ying's hands again.
Hearing Chu Ying talk about the Brocade Guard and the ruler of Jianzhou, Zhou Qingfeng could imagine Abahai being caught by Chu Ying and having no choice but to lie. And Chu Ying had been locked up alive for two years. There was something wrong with his brain. He was obviously abnormal. This guy could only be appeased and not acted recklessly.
"Big Bei Lei, I'm going to criticize you. If you accept my advice humbly, we can still talk. Otherwise, even if you kill me, our Emperor Daming won't support you to be the ruler of Jianzhou. "Zhou Qingfeng rode on the back of the goat puppet. He looked like an unyielding man who would rather die than submit.
It was unknown what Abahai had bewitched Chu Ying, but Zhou Qingfeng's serious expression made Chu Ying believe that the kid in front of him was not fooling him. He hurriedly squatted down, lowered his posture, and said solemnly, "Say it. If you have anything unpleasant to say, just say it. I won't be angry."
Chu Ying's shortcomings were too obvious. He was narrow-minded, hot-tempered, and most importantly, he had no subtlety. He was not cut out to be a leader. But a dog can't stop eating shit, and there was no way to change Chu Ying's shortcomings. If Zhou Qingfeng said these things, it would be strange if Chu Ying would listen. He might tear Zhou Qingfeng apart in a fit of anger.
"I came to Hetuala this time because I was ordered by the emperor to choose a new ruler of Jianzhou for Daming. I originally wanted to promote you to the position, Big Bei Lei, but you have too few loyal subordinates. Not being able to treat your subordinates well is a big mistake. Look at Nurhachi, he is different. He is more tolerant and can listen to harsh advice. Don't you think so? "Zhou Qingfeng said sincerely.
In the early and middle period of Nurhachi's rule, he was both cruel and tolerant. He would massacre cities at the slightest provocation, but he would also win over the people who pledged allegiance to him. This was very useful in strengthening the Jianzhou division. But in the five or six years before his death, his brain became bad. He indiscriminately killed innocent people and was extremely cruel. Houjin was almost finished.
Chu Ying deeply agreed with this point. He really had too few loyal subordinates. Otherwise, how could the dignified White Flag Banner Master, the crown prince of Jianzhou, be easily locked up in a prison with high walls? But Zhou Qingfeng would not say that Chu Ying had few subordinates because he had a bad temper and was too unpopular.
"Kid, you're right. After I was stripped of all my positions, no one interceded for me. Usually, those servants show their loyalty every day, but in the blink of an eye, they followed a new master. "
"Big Bei Lei, you have few subordinates because you don't know how to give favors and win them over. Naturally, no one is willing to work with you if there are no benefits," Zhou Qingfeng said again.
"I usually treat those servants well. I have always been willing to give gold, silver, women, and land."
"Gold, silver, women, and land, you can give them, and others can also give them. Can you give more than your father? You have to give something that others can't. For example, if you use your true essence to help me tonight, I will free you from the prison. This is something that others can't give. But now, you want my help. What can you give me that others can't give? "
At first glance, this sounded very reasonable. Chu Ying had been imprisoned for two years and finally obtained freedom before he was executed. He was still a little grateful to Zhou Qingfeng. "You're right, you're very right. What do you want? Tell me quickly. As long as I have it, I will give it all to you.
Abahai said that you are smart and resourceful. He said that in order to seize the position of Jianzhou's lord, he must have your assistance. That's why I rushed out to capture you. Now, I feel that you are indeed very unusual. "
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