The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 706: Gift from Yue

Yu Lei Sect, inside the Purple Thunder Tower, the entrance to the third floor.

Pan Chengfeng walked and stopped, and finally arrived here. When people come to the Purple Thunder Pagoda, they can't wait to meditate and enter a state of concentration.

As for Pan Chengfeng, he first beat people up, then coaxed them, and dragged his feet for several days before coming here.

"It's time to practice~" Pan Chengfeng looked at the ninety-nine steps and said, "I wonder if I can bear it?"

Taking a deep breath, Pan Chengfeng lifted his leg and stepped onto the stairs. He took a deep breath and exclaimed in surprise, "It's more than twice as strong as here!!! No wonder even Yang Jing and the others couldn't get up there! Fortunately, my body is strong and my soul is solid!"

Pan Chengfeng stood on the first step, and after getting familiar with the tearing force for a while, he began to walk up slowly, muttering as he walked: "It is said that the third level requires the cultivation of the early stage of fusion to resist, does that mean that I have the strength of the early stage of fusion now?

No, no, it should be that my current body and soul are similar to those of a cultivator in the early stage of fusion, but the difference in magic power is still huge. I don’t know if I can kill Yu Huairen after I advance to the Nascent Soul stage. That old man still owes me a bullet! ! "

Why did Pan Chengfeng keep nagging while walking? It was to divert his attention. That force was not squeezing you, but pulling you from all directions, as if to tear you apart.

Including the soul, although Pan Chengfeng could hold on, this feeling was really uncomfortable, so Pan Chengfeng had to use his own "attention diversion method".

This is what he thought about when he was advancing in the body refining technique. If he thinks about things that he cares about, he will feel less pain.

With every step he climbed, the force became stronger and the pain increased, but Pan Chengfeng was a physical practitioner, and this kind of pain was far from the critical point for him.

"I want to consummate my marriage! I have so many wives, but I can only look at them but not have sex with them. Is there anything more painful in the world than this?" Pan Chengfeng muttered with his head down as he went up one step at a time.

Finally, he missed a step and nearly fell. He looked up and couldn't help laughing, "I made it up?! It's not as hard as I thought! Oh no, the power has increased again!!"

The tearing force increased again. The time flow rate in the third layer was thirty times that of the outside world. Thirty years of cultivation here was only one year outside. Pan Chengfeng hurriedly sat down in meditation and began to adjust his breathing and the magic power in his body.

After an incense stick of time, Pan Chengfeng felt better and said with a smile: "I am somewhat used to this tearing force. Good! I will practice here first and strive to reach the eighth level of Jindan in five years!"

In the imperial palace, in the capital of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

At the grand court meeting, Zhou Zhixiong listened to the officials below slowly reporting on the affairs of the diplomatic mission to Dai Viet.

Lord Qian, the Minister of Rites, took the long gift list and read it for a long time. Finally, he finished reading all the "gifts" on the gift list and waited for Zhou Zhixiong's praise with some complacency.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear Zhou Zhixiong's voice. Lord Qian was wondering, Zhou Zhixiong spoke up and asked, "Where is the food? Where is the cloth?! Where is the iron ore? ! ! And where is the medicine? ! ! ! "

Mr. Qian quickly replied: "The Emperor of Dai Viet said that they are also in short supply of these things, so they are willing to use these treasures to fill the gap..."

"Idiot!" Zhou Zhixiong couldn't bear it any longer and stood up. The anger accumulated over these days could no longer be suppressed!

He actually ran down from the dragon throne and kicked a jade qilin the size of an adult. With a snap, the jade qilin shattered to the ground.

"What do I need these for?! Can they be used to feed the soldiers or to clothe them?" Zhou Zhixiong looked at Mr. Qian with murderous eyes and said, "You have been in Daiyue for more than half a year, and you only asked for these things for me?!"

Lord Qian felt aggrieved and explained, "It's not that I didn't want those things, but Dai Viet insisted that they didn't have them, and I couldn't do anything..."

"Then why did you come back? You won't crash into their hall and die?!" Zhou Zhixiong said angrily: "You old guys, how do you usually force me? Why? You are scared when you are outside?!"

Seeing the emperor lose his composure, the Third Prince quickly stepped forward and said, "Father, calm down. Food, cloth, and iron ore are strategic materials. How could Dai Viet give us these so easily?"

Zhou Zhixiong took a deep breath and sat back on the dragon chair. Seeing the gray-haired Lord Qian kneeling tremblingly, he sighed and said, "I lost my composure just now. Lord Qian, you must have worked hard on this trip. Go back and have a good rest."

The grand court meeting ended in a bad mood. After Zhou Zhixiong returned to the imperial study, he looked at the memorials in a depressed mood. He only flipped through two of them and lost interest in reading any further.

Seeing that the emperor was unhappy, Chaoquan hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the general is here to see you, and he is still waiting in the side hall~"

Zhou Zhixiong was delighted when he heard this, and he scolded: "You dog slave, why didn't you tell me earlier? Hurry up and get the general to come over! I'm almost suffocating!!"

As a veteran of two dynasties, Wei Qing was in a semi-retired state and did not need to attend any court meetings. However, he knew that the emperor must be in a bad mood today, so he came early to wait for the emperor.

After a while, Wei Qing came. Seeing that the emperor looked depressed, Wei Qing wanted to laugh but held it back.

The emperor looked up and said unhappily, "Laugh if you want to. I'm not that stingy!"

Wei Qing couldn't help laughing. Since the emperor didn't care, he didn't need to hold it in. He laughed heartily and said, "Your Majesty, wasn't this expected? Why did you lose your composure in front of the palace? Did you do it on purpose for the Emperor of Yue to see?"

"You're asking even though you already know the answer!" Zhou Zhixiong angrily said, "He's humiliating me!!! Look at what he sent me? Five hundred beauties, jade unicorns, corals, night-shining pearls?!!! Qian Buyuan even came to happily announce the good news to me!! I'm so pissed off!!!"

Wei Qing smiled and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, you can have them sold to earn some money to support the soldiers. The five hundred beauties can also be given to the generals, but you have to carefully select them and do it carefully."

Zhou Zhixiong immediately stood up and shouted, "Zhao Quan! Take those things out of the palace immediately and sell them to those wealthy merchants. Bring me more money in exchange!! I get angry when I see those things!!!"

Wei Qing smiled and shook his head, saying: "Although we have lost one-third of our territory by annexing Great Chu this time, as long as Your Majesty governs well for a few years, our national strength will surely reach a new height.

As for those generals and officials who surrendered, Your Majesty has been under house arrest for more than half a year. Isn't it time to deal with them too?"

Who is Zhou Zhixiong? As soon as Wei Qing mentioned it, he knew what Wei Qing wanted to do, and said calmly: "Marshal Wei is here to plead for Qi Hong?!"