Yang Tian looked at Zheng Kai, who had recovered his nature, and smiled slightly.

"The prodigal son will not change his money!" Yang Tian turned around and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, and said leisurely: "I once remembered that there was a monk who made a poem called the Song of Planting Rice.

Holding green seedlings and planting fields all over the field,

Look down and see the sky in the water;

Six pure and quiet squares are rice,

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