The Yuqing Daoist sat in the center of the hall, staring at his blessed land with his eyes like electricity. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under his protection, there were several cities.

The land here is very flat, and surprisingly fertile, swarthy, as if a handful of oil has been grabbed, and under the light, there is a faint trace of aura.

Several large rivers run through the plains and finally meet under the mountains to form a shimmering lake.

Near the lake, there are many squares of farmland that look like lattice windows, and when you look down from the top of the mountain, these farmlands look like sheets of plain white rice paper, which is indescribably beautiful.

Under the supervision of the Taoist, the bronze-skinned, furrow-faced peasants carried a bamboo basket shaped like a fish basket, and under the supervision of the Taoist, they sowed rice grains that were the length of an adult's palm, the thickness of a thumb, and shimmered with ivory in the pit that had been dug long ago, and carefully backfilled the soil.

Lingtian ivory rice.

This is a unique spiritual rice in the blessed land, this kind of rice is as tough as minced meat, which can not only provide a large amount of qi and blood for the warrior, but also after digestion, there is no residue.

But the conditions for the growth of this kind of rice are extremely harsh, even if the blessed land of the Yuqing Dao people has been established for hundreds of years. The scale continues to expand, and now only in terms of land area, it is no less than one state and county.

But the only ones that can produce this kind of spiritual rice are a few spiritual fields close to the lake.

Because of this, this spiritual rice will be extremely precious.

Except for the high-level in the sect, ghost immortals, and innate martial artists, only the disciples who have been trained are eligible to eat.

Therefore, when farmers plant and harvest, there will be special Taoist priests to supervise, and anyone who dares to hide ivory rice will be severely punished.

Adults have long palms and thick thumbs, and the ivory-like spiritual rice falls into the spiritual field, and after being irrigated by spiritual water, it begins to grow wildly.

A sprout emerges from the thick soil and grows rapidly under the gaze of everyone.

A leaf!

Two leaves!

The rhizome is constantly being pulled up.

However, after a short period of effort, a seed grew into a seedling several feet high, and began to draw the seedlings rapidly, growing unusually full grains of rice.

"It's magical. ”

Although the old farmer has long been accustomed to such things, he still sighs silently in his heart.

This piece is the place where the spiritual energy of the whole blessed land is the strongest, and there are many tall, stout, and white rice ears more than a foot long on the spiritual field.

Some ivory rice has matured, the rice has turned yellow, the huge ears of rice are drooping under the action of gravity, and the grains of rice glowing white always exude an attractive fragrance.

Attracted by the rich fragrance, several handsome cranes hovered in the air, salivating at the yellow ears of rice, eager to swoop down in the air.

Fortunately, the Taoists had been prepared for a long time, and kept waving the floating dust. Or let out an angry roar, and those cranes also opened their minds and knew that the Taoist was the master of the blessed land.

Yuqing Daoren, the Earth Immortal Ancestor, is the only deity.

I didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, so I could only hover in the air for a few weeks, like a sharp sword.

When the Taoist saw the crane in the distance, he set his eyes on Lingtian.

The ripe, ivory-like spiritual rice exudes an attractive aroma, and when you sniff it gently, the Taoist feels that she is much more conscious. A trace of impurities is eliminated from the body.

If you eat it regularly, you will definitely be able to wash your muscles and cut the marrow, but this kind of spiritual rice can only be enjoyed by the high-level and genius disciples of the sect.

Although they are also disciples of the Daomen, they can only get a few grains of rice every year and make a tooth sacrifice.

Resisting the urge to swallow ivory rice into their stomachs, the Taoists put a grain of ivory rice in a Qiankun bag with great preciousness and made detailed records.

And the ivory rice that is not ripe is also marked.

After all the things were done, a few Taoists nodded with satisfaction to the old farmer, and rewarded a few coppers, and the happy old farmer thanked him again and again.

This is the blessed land of the earth immortals of Yuqing Road, and it is naturally respected by the Daomen.

Every time a new life is born, those with good qualifications will be adopted by the Dao Palace and trained as a Taoist. Those with slightly inferior qualifications will be kept as sheep in captivity to provide resources and beliefs for Yuqing Dao.

The Taoists all live in the Dao Palace on the high mountain, they are born to be superior, they do not need to engage in production, they only need to practice spells every day, or learn scriptures, or complete the tasks of the sect.

You can get a steady stream of resources.

Ordinary people live in the city at the foot of the mountain.

These cities are built very large, the cyan stone walls are surprisingly strong, and the inner and outer cities are distinct, and the city gates and urn cities are all available, but although the construction style of these cities is similar to that of Daqian, it seems to be more ancient, as if it is a previous dynasty, or a more ancient style.

Countless people wearing the costumes of the former dynasty took to the streets, either buying or selling, and many people were constantly playing and frolicking, looking joyful.

A few old people sat on the side of the road lazily basking in the sun, watching a few young, pigtailed children stumble through the crowd.

From time to time, there was a crisp laugh.

The people they bumped into were not angry, and looked at the childlike and energetic children with a smile on their faces.

Some people even showed a look of remembrance, perhaps thinking of their childhood, or thinking of their children at home.

There were also a few young ladies dressed in fancy clothes who looked like they were from wealthy families, and bought a few strings of rock sugar gourds and handed them to the children who were playing.

Everything seemed so beautiful and harmonious.

The people have multiplied here, and it has been passed down to several generations, or dozens of generations, and they don't know the big trouble, nor do they know the big dry, which makes people think of "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring".

There is no government and no law. There was no heavy labor, and no war banditry.

If Situ was here, he would definitely be tempted to recite Mr. Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring".

In the Jin Dynasty, the Wuling people fished for their business. Walk around the river, forget the distance of the road. Suddenly, the peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps between the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, the fragrant grass is delicious, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the fishermen are very different. Moving forward again, I want to exhaust the forest.

When the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. Drop off the boat and enter from the mouth. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and is happy.

。。。

Although there is no peach blossom forest hundreds of steps across the river here, the yellow hair hangs down here, and it is pleasant.

What a rare hideaway.

Sitting on the throne, you can see the prosperity of the world. Looking at the bustling people below, like ant colonies, the Yuqing Daoist felt as great as a god.

At this moment he is the lord of heaven and earth.

So he likes to sit here quietly every day, with a panoramic view of the whole blessed land. But today, he was in a surprisingly bad mood.

Even the prosperity of the world made him not interested in the slightest.

Because Yuqingguan in Zhibei County was captured by the government, the blessed land of Yujizi sank, the elite were lost, and even the Biqing Daoists of the Yang world were killed.

This is not a small blow to Yuqingdao.

If not handled properly, it can lead to even greater trouble.

Although the Daqian Dynasty has shown its twilight, the tiger is still threatening. Thinking of the possible retribution, the Yuqing Daoist was a headache.

If this matter is not resolved, Yuqing Dao will be completely shrunk in the blessed land, and I am afraid it will be difficult to avoid being attacked and the temple will be attacked.

"Did King Ge reply?"

After thinking for a long time, Yuqing Dao asked faintly.

"Back to the patriarch, the gifts sent by King Ge have been accepted in full, and he will definitely work for the patriarch above the court. ”

A fair-skinned Taoist priest walked out, bowed and saluted, and said in a low voice.

"It's best that way, and it's not in vain that Daomen has invested in him. ”

When the Yuqing Daoist heard that King Ge had promised to help with the situation, the big stone in his heart finally landed.

"But... ”

"Anything else?"

Seeing that the man had an expression of wanting to speak, Yuqing Daoist asked with some curiosity.

King Ge was full of praise for the ivory spirit rice in the blessed land, and hoped that the sect could provide him with more ivory spirit rice. ”

When the Taoist priest saw the patriarch asking, he could only say stubbornly.

"How much is he going to add?"

Yuqing Daoist forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a cold voice.

"The previous number has tripled. ”

The Taoist priest looked confused, but still said truthfully.

"Humph!"

Yuqing Daoist couldn't help but snort coldly, and a cold color appeared in his eyes.

is a good king, and he dares to take the opportunity to threaten. These ivory rice are so precious, even no one in the sect can eat them, and King Ge actually opened his mouth wide and asked for a share.

How is this possible?

"What if you don't agree?"

Biqing's eyes were like electricity, staring at the middle-aged Taoist priest, as if he wanted to see his inner world from his eyes.

"King Ge has been busy lately, and I'm afraid of neglecting the affairs of the sect. ”

The middle-aged Taoist was pale and worried, but King Ge's instructions could not but be relayed, so he could only say it head-on.

Yuqing Daoist closed his eyes, as if it was a volcano about to erupt, giving people an infinite sense of oppression.

The middle-aged Taoist was worried in his heart, and he was afraid of suffering from the fish in the pond. However, Yuqing Daoist was much calmer and more stable than he imagined.

"Tell King Ge that starting next month, the amount of ivory spirit rice will increase. ”

"No!"

Seeing that the patriarch was not angry, the Taoist put his heart in his stomach and said with some dedication.

"Patriarch Qi, King Ge has investigated clearly. It was not someone else who broke through the Yuqing Temple in Zhibei County, it was the student of Zhibei County who was sentenced to death. ”

Seeing that the Taoist Yuqing Daoist was asking, he no longer hesitated and hurriedly said.

"Situ Punishment?"

"I'm still a student who is about to die. ”

Yuqing Daoist's eyes narrowed slightly. The white jade-like fingers tapped lightly on the back of the chair, and after thinking for a long time, he said.

"Now that the spring of Daqian is approaching, the dragon is boiling, and the king of people has issued several orders to let officials and gods from all over the country take care of the students of the imperial examination. ”

"If you kill with a spell, you will definitely be counterattacked by dragon energy. ”

"And Yuqing Dao should be dormant now, and it is not appropriate to clash with Daqian again. ”

"Pass the order!"

Yuqing Daoist said in a clear voice.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

The Taoists on both sides fell to their knees and said loudly.