Chapter 232 A great harvest
Cao Jie woke up suddenly and saw the moon was at noon, it was exactly three o'clock in the morning.

With brothers protecting me all around and weapons flashing coldly under the moonlight, I feel particularly safe.

Cao Jie quickly reached into his arms and found a dozen date pits. He also felt the aroma of wine in his mouth, which was refreshing and intoxicating.

Liu Tang, who was standing by his side, sniffed a strong smell of alcohol. Seeing his brother wake up, he asked, "When did you drink? The aroma of alcohol is so strong!"

Cao Jie rubbed his brows, stood up and looked at the temple lintel, and said with a smile: "This is the wine given by Xuannv."

"what!"

When everyone looked up, they saw four golden characters engraved on the old plaque: "Temple of Xuannv".

"I have little education, brother, please don't lie to me."

"Brother, did you really meet the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens? This is incredible! I heard that in the previous dynasty there was a Xue Rengui who was given five treasures by the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens: the White Tiger Whip, the Water and Fire Robe, the Heaven-shaking Bow, the Cloud-piercing Arrow, and the Wordless Heavenly Book. Xue Rengui took these five treasures to Goryeo, and after twelve years of fighting, he finally pacified the Eastern Liao. He returned to the court in triumph and was named the King of Ping Liao, enjoying the glory and wealth of the world."

"What's the use of being a king or not? Even if it's the emperor's throne, my brother can sit on it."

Cao Jie smiled but said nothing. He knew that this time he had really robbed Song Jiang of his opportunity, and that the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens had not seen through his identity as a "demon star."

Song Jiang is no longer a concern!
And the immortal wine and immortal dates were not ordinary things. After savoring them carefully, he felt as if an electric current was passing through his sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness that was once not very broad and did not have much talent and foundation was now filled with chaos, with the two energies of Xuan and Huang rising and falling.

The talent of the pregnant god has actually improved by several levels.

With a slight concentration of mind, his spiritual consciousness emerged from the purple palace sea of ​​consciousness, just like the tentacles of nerve endings stretching outward, breaking through the constraints of the physical body.

The divine thought was entangled in the sword he carried with him.

hum!
The sword continued to vibrate, and then with a "whoosh" sound, it soared into the sky.

Flying sword in the air!

"Brother has mastered the art of flying swords?"

"From now on, brother is also a sword immortal."

"What kind of flying sword is this?" Cao Jie said indifferently: "It's just relying on divine consciousness to control objects!"

The sword immortal is still a long way from being able to open his mouth and spit out a sword ball that soars into the ninth heaven, chop off the enemy's head thousands of miles away, and fly the sword with the wind.

At most, he could just fly the sword and kill the enemy, with the sword energy traveling ten feet across.

After all, he hadn’t even refined his own flying sword.

According to Gongsun Sheng, once the natal flying sword is refined, it will be a first-class magic weapon that can be large or small and has terrifying power.

Even if you get a refined flying sword, it is far inferior to your natal flying sword.

What is the natal flying sword?

It is nurtured in the Dantian day and night, and even the soul is integrated into the nurturing. Over time, it gradually transforms into a part of life, and its power is naturally terrifyingly strong.

But a tall building is built from the ground up. Without a solid foundation, no matter how many magical powers you have, they will be useless.

The improvement that these few glasses of wine and a dozen dates can bring to himself is equivalent to decades or even a half century of hard practice for ordinary people. Even if Cao Jie has cheating skills, it is enough to be equivalent to a thousand points of experience points.

The fifth level of the God-Pregnant Realm is already within sight.

Cao Jie grinned, thinking that the trip was not in vain.

This should have been Song Jiang's opportunity!

If he gets these, combined with the three volumes of heavenly books, he will definitely grow into a master of the God Conceiving Realm in the future.

Cao Jie thought about it again. The original book said that Song Jiang was afraid of getting drunk so he only drank three cups, and he was afraid of losing face so he only ate three dates.

It's like going into a mountain of treasures and coming back empty-handed. Giving him a chance is useless.

"Go and call out Brother Song Jiang!" Cao Jie ordered.

Soon, Song Jiang walked out of the Xuannv Temple in a miserable state, bowed down, and said with a bitter face: "I'm sorry to have made you worry again. If you hadn't led the brothers here, Song Jiang would not have survived tonight. Brother, brothers, please accept my greetings." Cao Jie was so happy to have received such a great benefit that he held Song Jiang's hand and helped him up. You are really my lucky star!
"Brother Gongming, we are all family, there is no need to be so formal. We will go and take uncle up the mountain to avoid any more trouble."

"Yes, yes. Song Jiang will follow my brother's arrangements this time."

Before leaving, Song Jiang turned his head to glance at the Xuannv Temple under the moonlight. He felt as if he had lost something important. His heart was empty and he felt very uncomfortable.

And the real Xuannv Temple hidden deep in unknown time and space, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady herself, who resides high above the Thirty-three Heavens, would not care about such subtle changes in the lower world.

Everyone picked up Song Taigong and "Iron Fan" Song Qing and arranged for them to go up the mountain, needless to say.

After getting such a great benefit, Cao Jie walked briskly towards Yuncheng.

Compared with Shi Wenbin, the newly appointed magistrate of Yuncheng County, Zhao, had a very ugly way of eating.

Wu Da Restaurant, the current major shareholder is no longer Wu Dalang.

But his surname is Zhao.

The prefect who exterminated the entire family, the county magistrate who ruined the family!
Since he wants to get fat in one bite, just put the food in front of his mouth and let him eat it.

Wu Dalang followed Cao Jie's words: If someone bullies you, don't argue with him, wait for me to arrive and then argue with him yourself.

After all, what good would that money do?
And you can’t take it away from Shandong.

On the contrary, not only will the money obtained from the restaurant be lost, but also the money squeezed from the people will be lost.

Liangshan has a lot of experience in this kind of robbery on the road.

Moreover, County Magistrate Zhao was so full that he was willing to work for us.

What is this called?
It's called a win-win situation, I win twice.

"Brother, take a seat!"

Wu Dalang was still managing the hotel, and said with a smile: "Brother, you haven't been to Yuncheng for a long time, and it seems that the restaurant has expanded again. With the participation of the county magistrate, my restaurant is becoming more and more prosperous."

Cao Jie originally wanted to support Wu Da, but after hearing what he said, he asked, "Does Dalang feel resentful?"

"Why complain? It's just the title of a big shopkeeper. No matter how much he eats, I will make him spit out the money with interest."

"Haha, then we have come here for nothing."

"It's not a wasted trip. Brother hasn't been here for a long time. Let me cook some delicious food for him to taste."

At this time, an old man wearing a turban, a brown silk shirt, a black sash, and holding a fan came up and said, "I am from Tokyo, Bai Yuqiao. Now that I am old, I rely on my daughter Xiuying to sing, dance, and play musical instruments to serve the audience all over the world."

When the gong sounded, Bai Xiuying went on stage.

Cao Jie looked up.

Wu Dalang explained, "This girl is a new prostitute from Tokyo. She is both beautiful and talented. Her name is Bai Xiuying. She is now performing various kinds of music in my restaurant. Every day there are performances, such as dancing, playing musical instruments, or singing. There are huge crowds of people coming to watch. There is only one thing, this girl is the lover of Magistrate Zhao..."

"Oh!" Cao Jie nodded.

The woman was seen worshipping the four directions, picking up the gong stick, tapping it like casting beans, clapping the boundary square, reciting four lines of seven-character poem, and then saying:
"Today, the story is clearly written on Xiuying's signboard. It is a romantic and elegant story called "Yuzhang City Shuangjian Chasing Su Qing."

He started talking and then singing, then sang and then talked, and everyone in the restaurant cheered continuously.

When Cao Jie sat there and looked at the woman, he saw that she was indeed a beauty with both beauty and talent.

But see:

The silk dress is as white as snow, and the hair is as beautiful as clouds. The mouth is like a cherry, the face is like an apricot, the waist is like a willow, and the heart is like an orchid. The voice is melodious, the sound is like the cry of an oriole on a branch; the dance is graceful, the shadow is like a phoenix among flowers. The tune is in accordance with the ancient tune, the sound is natural, the high and low, the tight and slow are in accordance with the palace and business, the light and heavy, the fast and slow are in accordance with the style. The flute plays the purple bamboo, and the clapboard beats the red teeth, and the words are new.

Not inferior to Yan Poxi at all.

Unfortunately, this woman has evil intentions and is the lover of the county magistrate.

As he played various instruments and sang, Cao Jie's fingers tapped the table rhythmically. He already had a plan for the new Magistrate of Zhao County.

(End of this chapter)