Honghuang: At the beginning, he brought three thousand gods and demons to Yuxu Palace!

The Great Shang Dynasty.

Bishui Pass.

After the strangulation of the Coalition of Nations, the land was once again occupied by the Great Shang army.

The rebuilt city is slightly inferior to the original.

However, the promotion of university primary schools, the craze for cultivating immortals for all people is higher than in other places.

A young man who looked like a scholar set foot on the land.

Mai was fluttering, with a fishing drum and a purple electric hammer pinned to his waist.

"This is not the case with the big businessmen I've seen before. "

The Tongtian Sect Master wandered around the outskirts of Bishui Pass, puzzled.

Since Hongjun Ancestor lifted the ban, the Tongtian Sect Master returned to Jinao Island.

As a result, Jinao Island was empty, and there were only a few unsuccessful little Taoist children.

When I asked, I learned that Our Lady of Wudang was busy preaching and teaching in Dashang.

The Tongtian Sect Master had the heart to see the idle chess he had played, and he set foot on the land of Dashang.

Of course, the most important thing is to ask for the Qingping Sword from the Holy Mother of Wudang.

Where do you know that the customs and customs of the Great Shang God Dynasty are very different from the original.

The Tongtian Sect Master saw an ambiguous aura on the head of an old farmer in the suburbs, and immediately saw through that the old farmer was a Qi cultivation period cultivator.

I saw the old farmer casting a spell to divert water to irrigate the world.

In a blink of an eye.

Dozens of acres of land have been irrigated.

"Interesting, interesting. "

The Tongtian Sect Master was secretly a little puzzled.

Immortals have different paths.

But all monks who have mana in their bodies feel superior to others, where can they do such miscellaneous things as farm work.

If it was changed to the past, at least the position of an immortal official would not be able to run.

"Uncle, who are you?"

The Tongtian Sect Master came to be interested.

The old farmer laughed

"I don't deserve it. The second child is called Zhang Laosan, and he is just a farmer. "

"My husband has practiced spells, who did he learn from?".

Tongtian Sect Master and Yan Yue said.

The old farmer used a spell to weed the farmland and said:

"How can the little second child have a teacher. It's just the practice of qi and weeding and irrigation taught by the officials in the yamen every year during the agricultural season. "

"To tell you the truth, since learning this spell, the little second child could only plant two acres of land, but now one person can plant dozens of acres of land. "

In a blink of an eye.

The weeds in the field will be cleaned.

The Tongtian Sect Master continued

"Uncle, are you really willing to plant for the rest of your life?"

"You've learned the spell, where can't you mix up and enjoy all the glory and wealth?"

The old farmer laughed and looked at the Tongtian Sect Master

"Little brother, you're not a businessman, are you?"

The Tongtian Sect Master was stunned for a moment, and his face became extremely strange.

He has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and he is called little brother.

Fortunately, I didn't let my apprentice see it, otherwise there would be no place for the old face to rest.

The Tongtian Sect Master nodded.

I saw the old farmer say in high spirits

"Your Majesty said that the way of a saint lies in the daily use of the people. "

"In the future, no one will be able to stand tall and get something for nothing. "

"The gods are also to serve the Terrans. "

"We work to survive, to build a better home. "

"If you refuse to work and want to get good food, you are the moth of the great merchants, and such a person must not be kept. "

The face of the Tongtian Sect Master became more and more strange.

What a strange human emperor!

Which saint said this?

That's when it happened.

The Tongtian Sect Master's gaze fell on the crops in the farmland.

A very strange plant, like wheat, retains a faint aura.

The old farmer explained:

"This is called Lingmi, and it is a crop that has been cultivated by the Wudang National Teacher after research. "

"Not only does it yield thousands of catties per mu, but it also contains a profound aura. "

"Giving it to children from an early age can also improve children's qualifications. "

"I don't know how many times stronger than the original rice and wheat. "

The Tongtian Sect Master peeled back the outer shell, revealing a crystal clear grain of rice.

A faint aroma lingers in the nasal passages.

It's fragrant!

"Young man, if you want to eat my family's spiritual rice, you have to work for my family for a day. "

The old farmer added.

The Tongtian Sect Master laughed and stretched out his hand.

Infinite rain suddenly fell into the heavens and the earth.

He waited for the old farmer to cook rice for him.

The old farmer jumped to his feet and scolded

"What's the matter with you, do you want to douse my family's spiritual rice?"

He grabbed the collar of the Tongtian Sect Master and shouted.

Less.

The officials of the yamen arrived soon.

"My lord, it's this kid who cast a spell to douse my family's Lingmi. "

The old farmer is full of confidence.

The official frowned slightly, turned his head and asked, "Why did you want to pour his family's spiritual rice to death?"

The Tongtian Sect Master said with a look of grievance

"I'm watering Lingmi, isn't it better to have more?"

The servant and the old farmer looked at each other.

The official patted his forehead depressedly, and a hint of ridicule appeared on his face

"Where are you the Immortal Master?".

"Only you extraterrestrial immortals who are not diligent and do not distinguish between grains and grains can do such a thing. "

The Lord of the Tongtian Sect:

"I am a disciple of Jinao Island. "

"Jinao Island. "

The official was slightly surprised, and bowed his head.

"It turned out to be a fellow of the national teacher. The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so please forgive the immortal master. "

Our Lady of Wudang is now in high esteem in the Great Merchants.

Planting spiritual rice, training and Xi, spreading interception teachings, cultivating sword cultivation, calling for wind and rain....

Everything benefits people's livelihoods.

Although there are few people who stay in the big business, all of them are the elite of the elite.

The Tongtian Sect Master smiled faintly and quietly watched the reaction of the servants.

The old peasant seemed to know that the Tongtian Sect Master was a big man, and he cowered and didn't dare to speak.

The official said:

"Uncle, this immortal master is a fellow of the national teacher, and I don't know the rules when I first arrive, I hope you will forgive me. "

"All losses are compensated by small packages. "

The old farmer said timidly

"How dare you bother the adults, and the little ones dare not accept it. "

The official said with a straight face:

"How can that be?".

"Your Majesty implements a new policy, even if the prince beats someone, he must compensate for the damage. "

When the old peasant heard the words His Majesty, his waist straightened.

The official was about to take out the copper coin from the money bag.

With a wave of his hand, the Tongtian Sect Master fell into the hands of the old farmer.

Gold!

The old peasant's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be a little hot.

His eyes swayed between the Tongtian Sect Master and the officials, as if he didn't know whether to accept it or not.

The official was a little surprised:

"Immortal Master, what are you?"

The Tongtian Sect Master laughed, extremely satisfied.

The customs and customs of the Great Shang are like this, and the king must also have a Daoming monarch.

He strode out without looking back, disappearing like a puff of smoke.

Only the astonished officials and old peasants were left in place.

"This immortal master is really open-minded!".

The official muttered to himself.

How fast the saint is gone.

The figure of the Tongtian Sect Master fell to Lutai in Chaoge City.

A huge amount of divine consciousness covered the entire sky like a tidal wave.

The dynamics of the entire Chaoge City came to the mind of the Tongtian Sect Master.

"There is no Taoist temple. "

The next moment.

The figure of the Tongtian Sect Master faded away like the ink of an ink painting.

The Xuanhuang Emperor sitting in Lutaizhong suddenly opened his eyes and released two rays of light.

"Which saint is it?"

Emperor Xuanhuang frowned slightly.

Now that the city of Chaoge is empty, it can't stop the destruction of a saint.

The saint came and went so fast that he couldn't catch any traces at all.

"It seems that we can only wait for the deity to get out. "