Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh, it is a bidding!" Xiao Hua smiled.

But the difference is to shake the head: "If the predecessors said that they got the news from other places, the younger generation can still believe. But the bidding will be mixed, especially the news, and the many catching and catching shadows are not reliable! Especially this Waiting for the mystery of the destruction of the Three Rivers, all kinds of arguments go!"

"Well..." Xiao Hua nodded. "So I think, the news that the old man did not spend much Yuanshi should not be true?"

"Yes, these things, the predecessors listened to it, don't say more..." When it comes to this, Mo Li is very embarrassed. "I want to come to my predecessors, and the younger generations dare not talk about it." !"

"The old man knows!" Xiao Hua smiled. "What about this second thing?"

"The second thing is a little thought of the younger generation!" Mo Liyi stretched out his hand and took out a one-inch flying sword from the sleeve of his sleeve. He handed it to Xiao Huadao respectfully. "Predecessors, this is The voices of the younger generations are also invited by the predecessors. The younger generation of the Changsheng Town must sue the Zongmen. The predecessors help the younger generation to resist the aquarium. If there is any reward for the Zongmen, the younger generation will think of it to the predecessors! Of course, Xiao’s predecessors It is the teacher of Mo Mou, the younger generation dare not talk about making any friendship, only hope that if the predecessors pass by the river, they can send a voice, and the younger generation will come to see the predecessors!"

"Oh, the old man understands!" Xiao Hua was very impressed with Mo, and when the sword was about to be collected, "If the old man has something, he will trouble you!"

It’s really a big joy to see Xiao Hua so happy, and he said: “Thank you for your predecessors!”

"There is still a third piece?" Xiao Hua waved his hand and asked.

"This third piece..." Mo Shi looked at Zhu Junfeng and said, "Jun Feng, let's talk!"

"Yes, Mr. Mo!" Zhu Junfeng promised, respectful to Xiao Huadao, "Xiao seniors, Changsheng Town today is a big robbery, tomorrow will have a county to send people to the government to ask questions, this matter will also be reported to the river According to the younger generation, the predecessors have contributed to the Changsheng Town. They also have the merits of the Xiguo. The predecessors may wait a few days, and the emissaries who have seen the county guards will not be late!"

“The people of the government?” Xiao Hua glanced at Xiao Jian, who looked away. He said, “I have never seen any official in Changsheng Town. They were not seen when the disaster occurred. So grand? The people of this government... don’t see it!”

"Cough cough..." Zhu Junfeng is obviously very embarrassed, coughing a few channels. "Predecessors may have some misunderstandings! Changsheng Township is a small town, and the county governor of Changsheng Town will not send too many subordinates to come! Town Some of my own rationals and others can be managed. And this county guard... is just another disciple of my Chongyunzong. It is a lot of things in Changsheng Town. The younger generation can be the master! In fact, the last time Jiangchao has ... The cloak to help harass things, isn't it the official appearance? Only the predecessors don't know."

Xiao Hua understood it when he heard it. Some of them were embarrassed: "It turned out that the old man was wrong, sorry, sorry!"

"It doesn't matter!" Zhu Junfeng laughed. "The younger generation failed to make this big robbery invisible. The sin has been a lot! The ambassador of the county guard may come over and ask for sin!"

Speaking of it here. Next to Mo Mo looked up and looked at the distance, smiled bitterly: "The tens of thousands of people in Changsheng Town have escaped from the sky, but... the aquarium will destroy the rice and grass planted along the coast. The town is bound to be unsuccessful. The ambassador of the county guards may punish Junfeng, but it is also important to blame the disaster! If it is not done well, it is common for the villagers to leave their homes!"

"Oddly~" Xiao Hua was very familiar with the sangyu farmer. Hearing this question asked. "He is a villager who usually grows rice and grass. Isn't it farmland or terraced fields in the mountains? How can the villagers of Changsheng Town be able to plant rice and grass that they depend on for their livelihood? The river is easy to flood, and when it comes to flood season... Is it necessary to turn the blood of the year into a stream?"

Hearing Xiao Hua’s statement, not only is Zhu Junfeng stunned, but Mo is also staying. They can't think of Xiao Hua actually knowing this! Unfortunately, they only know about disaster relief, and what do they know about farmland?

"Predecessor..." Xiao Jian opened next door. "The younger generation is in the town of Changsheng for several years, just on the side of Liao Jiang, but there is some understanding of this matter."

"Ah??" Mo is almost vomiting blood. Look at the two monks of Taoism. They are actually called out in the bottom of their hearts. "Do these people... still monks? What are you doing every day!!! These little things are known?"

"You talk about it!" Xiao Hua smiled.

Xiao Jian pointed his hand to Liaojiang Road, which was invisible in the distance: "Good predecessors know that this Liaojiang has risen twice in a year, and each time it covers two miles of Changsheng Town. After the river falls, the water Silt and other things remain on the shore, even the poor land becomes fertile! The rice in Changsheng Town is also cooked twice a year. When the river falls, it is planted. When the river rises, it is harvested. Only the aquarium hits yesterday. In the past 30 years, the tide of the land has not been harvested!"

"Oh, this is the case!" Xiao Hua said, "One side of the water and soil to raise one person, the old man is not a longevity town, I really don't know about Changsheng Town!"

"This... is also very special in the next!" Zhu Junfeng said a little embarrassed.

"In this case, the disasters that Zhu Xianyou is scrupulous will not be particularly serious." Xiao Hua smiled. "While this season is over, but there will be no food in the villagers' homes? Now that the floods have gone, you can replant them on the shore. Rice Wo, waiting for the second season of this year, the rice is mature, Changsheng Town will no longer be hungry! Of course, there will be some tension in the town during this time, waiting for the county's ambassador to come over, you will only need to transfer food from other places. Or just buy it!"

"Oh..." Mo said in a low voice. "I just know how to cultivate. For these things... things are really... I don't understand. Now, I heard that the previous thoughts are really taken for granted!"

"It’s best for people to worry about it! Even if it’s taken for granted, it’s normal!” Xiao Hua smiled. “It’s better than a vegetarian meal! But since Zhu Xianyou has such anxiety, what can the old man help you?”

Said, Xiao Hua will stretch his hand: "Zhu Xianyou can bring a storage bag or a storage ring?"

"Oh, don't bother with the older generation!" Zhu Junfeng's face was reddish. "I have a silvery two in the Changsheng Academy. After the younger generation returns, I will send the students to the countryside to buy food!"

"Storage bag? Storage ring??" Mo is left alone and is puzzled. After a while, he stretched his hand and asked for a small bag from the sleeve. "The older generation said it was small. What about Qiankun Bag?"

"Small Qiankun bag? Good! This is the thing!" Xiao Hua almost wants to hit his face. I have just thought about it. I don’t know what to say. Now I blurt out what is inside the storage bag and the storage ring. At once, people are seeing it.

"What do the predecessors mean?" Mo Liyi handed Xiao Xiaokun bag to Xiao Hua, but he was puzzled.

"Oh..." Xiao Hua chuckled. At this time, I didn't dare to ask more questions. I released the thoughts. Fortunately, this little Qiankun bag is like a storage bag. God can open it, and then pretend to take it out of his arms. A storage bag, with a wave of hand, is to return the small Qiankun bag to Mo, and said, "The old man is in the town of Changsheng for a few days, it is related to the township of Changsheng Town. This food is given by the old man. The farewell ceremony of the townspeople!"

"Very good!" Mo said that he was overjoyed and reached out. He carefully accepted the respectful words. "The predecessors are not my filial piety, I am worried about the world, I am worried about the people, not only when I am in danger, but also in the nameless. Unprofitable for the benefit of the people, although these foods can not solve the immediate worry, but the predecessors' minds really let the younger generation admire!"

Xiao Hua saw that Mo Zhen was not looking at the amount of food in Xiao Qiankun’s bag. He knew that he was scrupulous about his face. After all, which monk was full and supported to carry a lot of food that he could not use in the storage bag? So I didn't break it. I saw Liu Yi and Yuan Ya, who had already returned. I said, "Mo Xianyou, Zhu Xianyou, I have to send a thousand miles to the end. Xiaomou patted his butt, and you have a lot of Changsheng Town. Trivia, you and I will say goodbye, if you see you later!"

"The younger generation Gong sent Xiao predecessors!" Seeing that he couldn't stay in Xiao Hua, Mo Jianli and Zhu Junfeng said in the mouth, Shi Li sent.

Mo Jianli and Zhu Junfeng were not brought by two people. There were also several disciples riding on the back of the college. When Liu Yi was caught by the cloak to help his disciples find out, it was the cloak of these disciples who killed the disciples. Now Zhu Junfeng saw Xiao Hua actually want to take a carriage, and naturally sent a few horses before he waved.

Looking at Xiao Hua floating on the carriage, Liu Yi drove the carriage, Xiao Jian and Yuan Ya riding a horse, until the four people gradually drifted away, Mo Jianli and Zhu Junfeng turned back to Changsheng Town. The two failed to keep Xiaohua, although it was expected, but also feel depressed, think about the porridge in Changsheng Town, but after all, the disaster has passed, and the people will be quiet as long as they slowly calm down, so Simply not the sword, only the big stepping stars walked on the avenue, and the remaining disciples also led the horses to follow.

Seeing that the cockroach has started, Zhu Junfeng’s face shines a layer of orange. He looks at the sky of the clouds and sighs with emotion: “The scene of today is no different from yesterday’s, only seeing the rising sun and the moon, and turning the stars, this can be What happened to one day and what can be said in a few words? Will there be a disaster that can be thought of today at this moment?"

Mo Mou slowly nodded: "Jun Feng said that it is good. I am waiting for the ordinary things that I see now. It is the future that people who are dying today hope for it; and now all the things you feel are the ones that I can’t go back in the future! ”

Zhu Junfeng’s brows seemed to be awkward. He almost turned his head and looked at the figure of Xiao Hua and others who had not seen it. He said: “Perhaps only Xiao’s predecessors, etc... turned and left, will be bothered. Can you really understand it when you leave behind you?"