Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

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Outside Duli Town, Fuxi, Bai Yuanxing, and Tai Hao are resting in the pavilion. It didn't take long, and a flash of light came quickly.

"coming."

The three of them were shocked, and quickly stood up.

The escape light stopped instantly, and a man dressed in linen, with a height of nearly ten feet, a majestic physique, a rough face, but a deep gaze appeared in front of everyone.

The breath of Yuanzhu Yuezhi and the restrained and tyrannical aura revealed Bufan in front of him.

Bai Yuanxing hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to salute.

"Bai Yuanxing, the twenty-third generation disciple of Chongshan, pays respects to the deacon of Zangshan."

Since the establishment of Chongshan Academy, seven deacons have been in charge of the general affairs of the Academy.

Thirty million years down.

Of the first seven deacons, two fell under Heavenly Tribulation.

The remaining five were promoted all the way from Celestial Immortals to Celestial Immortals.

Fangfengzang Mountain is one of them.

After waving his hand to indicate that he didn't need to be polite, he looked directly at the middle-aged man in yellow linen and luxurious temperament.

A gift of cupped fist.

"Fangfengzangshan, I have seen the Emperor."

Although Fuxi has not yet received the emperor, but he has obtained the Hetu Luoshu, and he who has made a breakthrough in the Golden Fairy of Da Luo Jinxian is almost certain that he will become the emperor of the human race.

Call it this in advance, and there is a compliment in the middle.

"Fuxi has seen the deacon of windbreak."

Although I don't understand this person's status in Chongshan, the Cultivation Base of the middle stage of the opponent, Daluo Jinxian, has already explained many problems.

"You are polite, the teacher asked me to take the emperor to watch it freely in Chongshan. In the end, he will wait for your visit in Buzhou Mountain."

"Then bother to deacon against the wind."

Fangfengzangshan nodded with a smile.

"Please."

"Please."

The two walked in front, Tai Hao and Bai Yuanxing followed behind, and a group of four walked towards the west.

After leaving the town of Duli, not long ago, a golden color appeared in the distance.

Not yet near, an elegant fragrance permeates my lungs.

Fuxi stopped in an instant.

Observing carefully, this is a kind of Spiritual Roots with a height of three feet, wide leaves, and three feet long ears.

Although the level of this Spiritual Roots is not high, it is the first time he has seen such a large area of ​​Spiritual Roots.

"Wind-proof deacon, what is this?"

"This is Huangliang Lingmi."

"But something in the belly?"

"Exactly."

Fuxi's eyes lit up instantly.

Huaxu also has internal planting, but it is not systematic, and the fruit belly still relies on hunting and gathering.

"Will I have a taste of this Huangliang Lingmi?"

"The holy emperor wants to taste it, of course, it's okay. But the yellow beam rice here is something of a master. We won't be too late to enjoy it in the restaurant in the county seat."

"Let the windproof deacon tell you."

"Please."

Fuxi followed, looking at the surrounding Huangliang Lingmi along the way.

It looks neat and tidy. Obviously, there are strict rules when planting.

The weeds in the fields are sparse, if it is not specially cleaned up, it will definitely not reach this level.

This is a field that is often taken care of.

The meaning behind it is that the Buzhoushan people have given up the life style of fishing and hunting, and turned to farming instead.

Compared with fishing and hunting, farming is less dangerous and the harvest is relatively stable.

This stability can bring about rapid population growth.

Under the leadership of Fangfengzang Mountain, it was not long before a square city of ninety li appeared in front of him.

Building a strong city to resist enemies or beasts is almost a gene carved into the bones of the human race. Although Xu Junming didn't emphasize it, the tribes of the Buzhoushan human race still built tall and strong cities in the gathering places of the human races.

Fuxi looked at it briefly, and judging from the dressing and looks of the people at the gates of the city, they were very rich in life.

And, out of his expectation, everyone has a Cultivation Base, but it's not very tall. Compared with the tribesmen of the Huaxu clan, he was much weaker.

"Did you slacken the Cultivation Base because of a comfortable life?" Fuxi said in his heart.

Entering the county seat, everything around, to Xu Junming, who has experienced modern life, the ancient style and charm are equivalent to the Qin and Han Dynasties.

But for Fuxi, who is accustomed to tribal life, it reveals an unspeakable advanced nature.

In fact, although the current human race is a tribal system, it is not surprising that they are primitive.

After all, the human race has developed for hundreds of millions of years in ancient times and has established a civilization.

Although they were all destroyed by the Yaozu later, some of them remained.

This is also the reason why Fuxi was able to establish the official system of the'three positives and six things'.

"The house is much more sophisticated than the Huaxu family."

The four randomly found a restaurant and walked in.

Because it is not a meal, there are not many diners around.

I ordered some food at random, and Fangfengzangshan pinched a trick to isolate the inside and outside.

"Holy Emperor, please."

After nodding slightly, he looked at the yellowish, fragrant food in the bowl.

"This is Huangliang Lingmi?"

"Yes, it's good to cook for a quarter of an hour with water and fire." Fangfengzangshan smiled.

Back then, before he practiced with his teacher, he also planted yellow beam rice in his clan. So, I am familiar with it.

Fuxi picked up the chopsticks and quickly learned how to use it.

"This thing is so good that it can avoid the entrance of immune diseases."

"The holy emperor really, Bufan, can see the beauty of this thing at a glance." Fangfengzangshan praised.

After a light smile, he put a chopsticks Huangliang Lingmi into his mouth, chewed a little, and nodded.

"Sweet and delicious, not bad."

Tai Hao also took a bite without much joy on his face.

Also, in his capacity, there is no shortage of treasures around him.

Huangliang Lingmi is a good thing for ordinary people, but for those who have become Cultivation Base, Spiritual Qi is too indifferent.

But the other dishes on the table taste good.

"Wind-proof deacon, I don't know what the output of this material is?"

As the holy emperor of the human race, Fuxi manages countless tribes, including the Huaxu clan, how the taste is second, the key is output.

Only high yields can feed people.

With more people, more talents can be produced, the tribe can grow, and the human race can grow.

"A year, one acre of field can produce nine stones."

It has to be said that the original Spiritual Qi is rich, and the output of yellow beams has increased sharply.

Even if the Zhoushan people are big-bellied men who practice martial arts, they can still eat well.

"One mu? Nine stones?"

Fuxi was puzzled.

The Huaxu family still focuses on fishing and hunting, supplemented by gathering, and a small amount of planting. Naturally, there is no such measurement unit from later generations.

"Three hundred steps for an adult is about one acre. For Shi."

Fangfeng Zangshan pointed to the bowl in Fuxi's hand.

"This bowl is about one catty, ten catties are one bucket, ten buckets are one hun, and ten hun is one stone."

"In that case, one stone is one thousand catties."

"Of course."

Fuxi was shocked when he looked at the porcelain bowl one foot wide and half a palm high on the table.

This bowl of Huangliang Lingmi is only half full, but it is enough for a strong man who has never cultivated.

Calculated according to the most common family of five in the Huaxu family, five catties a day is enough, and no more than ten catties.

Even if it is counted as ten catties, it is less than four thousand catties in a year.

But three hundred steps of land yields nine thousand catties a year.

"No wonder this place is so rich, it turns out that there is such a fetish." Fuxi was excited.

Can't wait to introduce this yellow rice to Huaxu's.

"Wind-proof deacon, can I bring this thing back to Huaxu's?"

Tai Hao's eyes widened at this moment. He followed his father to manage the tribe. Of course, he knew the concept of a one-stone yield with a 300-step field in one year.

Looking at the two of them, Fangfengzangshan smiled.

"This item was given by the teacher. If the holy emperor wants to bring it back to the Fangfeng clan, he still needs the teacher's permission."

Fuxi stood up.

"I will go to visit the saint now."

"The holy emperor doesn't continue to travel?"

"This thing can be called a divine thing to my human race. If I can't get it, I don't have the mind to travel." Fuxi shook his head.

Fangfengzangshan nodded.

"These foods can't be wasted, I will wait until I finish eating them."

Fuxi did not refuse either.

The four of them finished their meal and went downstairs to check out.

A total of nine yellow bud pills.

Looking at Fangfengzangshan paying the bill with Medicine Pill, Fuxi also found it strange. But at this moment, he was full of Huangliang Lingmi, and he didn't delve into it.

This is the edge of the Buzhou Mountain region.

From here to Buzhou Mountain, the straight-line distance exceeds a trillion trillion li. If you urge Escape to fly over, even if all four of them are in the Great Luojing, it will take hundreds of years.

This is too long.

Fortunately, because of Xu Junming's proficient pot, Heavenly Dao, there is a teleportation array in every county in the entire Buzhou Mountain area.

However, the teleportation array in the county town could not be directly teleported to Buzhoushan.

You must first go to the county or provincial capital.

With the leadership of Fangfengzangshan, the four of them went unimpeded all the way.

The next moment, in the center of Bu Zhoushan's huge teleportation formation, the figures of four people emerged from the rich aura.

"Wind-proof deacon, does your faction rely solely on the teleportation array to connect the various ministries?"

"No." Fangfeng Zangshan shook his head, "It takes a lot of Spiritual Qi to open the teleportation array. Over time, under the huge amount of Spiritual Qi scouring, the materials of the array are easy to wear and need timely maintenance and replacement, which is extremely costly. When encountering major events, we rarely use them."

After Fuxi nodded, he secretly paid attention.

Although the teleportation array is costly, this instantaneous speed is really too convenient.

If it can be placed in the tribal alliance under the Huaxu clan, then Wanqiu's rule will be countless times stronger.

"Please follow me."

Under the leadership of Fangfengzang Mountain, the four urged Escape and went straight to the Great Hall of Chongshan, the core of Buzhou Mountain.

This Great Hall of Chongshan is not the Great Hall of Chongshan in the cave of Zhoushan.

The latter is the meeting place of Chongshan disciples.

And here is the place to entertain foreign guests.

The majestic and majestic Great Hall, Fuxi did not move at all. The splendor and luxury of the Yaozu Ling Xiao Hall was a hundred times that of this place.

Looking longitudinally, at the end of the Great Hall, a god pattern with the word "Tao" dancing in the air comes into view.

Below the god pattern of the word, a blue cloth futon floats and sinks.

Sitting on the futon, there is a young Daoist wearing linen clothes with a green Calabash hanging from his waist, with long hair hanging behind his head, with a calm look and slightly closed eyes.

As if sensing the look in his eyes, Daoist slowly opened his eyes.

Two gloomy lights flashed away, and there was a clear scrutiny in the deep eyes.

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