"What is the state of your cultivation now?" Wu Daotian asked strangely.

"I don't know the specifics! The cultivation methods of our Heavenly Remnant Sect don't seem to be cultivating the Natal Pill and Huang Tingdan. The blind man said.

Wu Daotian nodded, as far as he knew, except for pure scholars, they did not cultivate the Natal Pill and Huang Tingdan. Some sects with a long heritage, their cultivation methods are self-contained, and they do not cultivate the Life Pill and Huang Ting Dan, these sects only cultivate supernatural powers, and do not cultivate the realm at all, but I didn't expect that this day is the same.

A cultivator with a clear mind and ears was almost starved to death, and finally reduced to fortune-telling.

"After you go down the mountain, will you eat once in a few days?" Wu Daotian asked in surprise.

"When I first came down the mountain, I hadn't eaten for more than ten days, and I was really hungry, so I secretly picked up a sweet potato in a farmland, and an old farmer took a wooden fork and drove me for more than a mile. The blind man said ashamedly.

A cultivator with supernatural powers, who can't even eat, and asks an old farmer to hold a fork, it's too embarrassing to say it, it seems that this lord has lived in the mountains for a hundred and ten years, and he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world at all!

The people on the mountain do not eat the fireworks of the world, only seek the road of eternal life, and are free like immortals, but hundreds of years later, it is still difficult to escape a handful of loess.

The people under the mountain, profit and profit, flies and dogs, just to satisfy their inner desires, less than a hundred years to hang old, with a smile on their grandchildren, to complete their lives.

Each has its own life to end, and the truth in this may only be understood by a reader.

At this moment, in a academy, an old man in Tsing Yi said to the disciples gathered around: "Cultivators are all parasites in this heaven and earth, absorbing blood to support themselves, even the legendary three immortal sects that are not born are vassal sects and vassal families in this mortal world to support them, if it is not for the offerings of these sect families, how can they be high, as if they do not eat the fireworks of the world." But there are also some sects that have not been in contact with the outside world, and now there are only three or two disciples left, and sooner or later the inheritance will be broken. ”

A scholar asked, "Teacher, according to legend, aren't all immortals who are not born immortals?"

The old man in Tsing Yi said: "They are just standing tall, they are not immortals, just see how to compare, there are those who are highly cultivated, they can not eat for a year and a half, but if they eat something once, they will be converted into gold and silver to calculate tens of thousands of taels of gold, and how many mortals are needed to feed." ”

"A sect family with a little strength will establish its own affiliated dynasty, let's just say two relatively large dynasties, the Great Shang Dynasty and the Great Yin Dynasty, to put it bluntly, they are just two major sects, it is worth mentioning that Langya County, hidden deeper, hidden in the world, Langya County seems to belong to the Great Shang Dynasty, but in fact belongs to the Langya Wang family. ”

"To put it bluntly, cultivation is a battle for resources, the people under the mountain are a lot of resources, and the establishment of various dynasties is to shepherd the people, and the people are the greatest resources, so to speak, this Great Shang Dynasty was just a family hundreds of years ago. With the dawn of the people of the world, there is a foundation for cultivation. ”

A disciple bowed down and asked, "Teacher, what about us scholars? We experience the truth of the world, perceive the truth between heaven and earth, and we rarely compete for resources, what are we?"

"What are we? We are parasites, but we are also the spokesmen of the heavens and the earth. Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. It's up to you to get there?"

"You disperse, give me a copy of your own answer sheet in half a year, we scholars are also fighting for resources, fighting for the dawn of the world, how to make all the people respect the morality and etiquette stipulated by our Confucianism from the heart, this is the homework you need to do. ”

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On the second day, Wu Daotian was meditating and practicing qi in the house, and Zuo Banxia opened the curtain and came in, and said with a smile: "My lord, the person who sent the money is here." ”

"What is sending money?" Wu Daotian was stunned.

"Zhou Grain Merchant," Zuo Banxia said, presenting a gilded invitation card, "He came to deliver an invitation to the adults." ”

"Nothing to do. Wu Daotian glanced at it, and the place where he was invited was Xiao Qinhuai, and said, "I'm going home for dinner tonight." ”

"Then I'll reply to him. "Wu Daotian is now the boss of the house, so naturally not everyone can see him.

"Don't worry," Wu Daotian asked, "Why do you say that he is here to deliver money?"

"He should have come to beg the Lord to sell him the Spirit Valley from the previous years in the warehouse. Zuo Banxia said: "Every year when the new grain is harvested, a batch of spirit grains will be disposed of, and a batch of new spirit grains will be replaced into the warehouse. He comes here once a year. Hehe, there's a lot of cats here. "Zuo Banxia now considers himself Wu Daotian's confidant, so he naturally knows everything. "The spiritual valley in the granary is not allowed to open the warehouse to release grain unless it encounters a famine. ”

The gold rice handed over to the daimyo government this year was 1.3 million jin on the account, and the government set aside 500,000 jin for the county government, that is, 5,000 jin.

"The yamen can sell five thousand old spirit valleys every year, which is the previous rule. Zuo Banxia continued: "My lord will report it, and when it is approved, you can sell Linggu." ”

"That's right. Wu Daotian understood, there are indeed a lot of flowers here, and there is a lot of room for profit!

"At this time in previous years, several grain merchants in the county were scrambling to supply Lin Mao, and when they were done, they had a large amount of money, and they didn't have to share it with the people below. Zuo Banxia said: "The key is safety, adults may wish to follow the rules." Obviously, he heard about Wu Daotian's debt, so he said this.

"Hehe......" Wu Daotian was quite moved by Xiao Gui Cao's method. But thinking about it carefully, at the end of autumn, there was a white filament worm in Linggu, and he still remembered it vividly. Then he was shocked again: "I'd better go to the warehouse to check it, and I will bear what Bei Lin Mao did in the end." ”

"In case of a famine, I will have to carry this black cauldron. ”

"There hasn't been a disaster for many years. Zuo Banxia said with a smile: "I heard my father say that many years ago there was a locust plague, and the locusts were overwhelming, and even the real people of Huang Ting Realm were unable to deal with it. ”

As he was talking, he saw Wu Daotian pondering. Wu Daotian instructed Zuo Banxia to take out the records of natural disasters in the last hundred years, look through them one by one, and combined with the natural disasters he had experienced before, he wrote and drew on the paper, and an hour passed, and his face was a little ugly.

"Let me tell you, I feel the need to go to the granary. Wu Daotian frowned slightly and said: "Money can be earned, but don't make evil in my predecessor, I will suffer, it will be too cowardly." ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it. Zuo Banxia said after a while: "My lord, if you have free time tomorrow, you can go over." ”

Wu Daotian nodded and said, "Bring more people tomorrow, I want to take inventory." ”

He called the blind man and asked, "What is the level of divination in your Heavenly Remnant Gate?"

The blind man said: "My master is accurate in his fortune telling, when I was a child, he could figure out what I ate secretly." ”

"And how is your divination technique?"

"It should be average, several times I told others hexagrams, and people chased and beat them. The blind man said ashamedly.

"What kind of hexagram are they?" Wu Daotian asked curiously.

"Once, there was a man surnamed Wang with his daughter-in-law to the child to tell the hexagram, I was very careful to calculate, according to the child's birth date, I deduced that the child should not be surnamed Wang, at that time the woman's eyes were green, a slap on my face, knocked over my hexagram stall。。。。。。 ”

Wu Daotian's eyes rolled up, this blind man is really good, he can calculate anything.

"Another time, an old woman came to me to tell her fortune, and I calculated that her life expectancy was only half a year, but the old woman picked up a cane and knocked me on the head. Another time... ”

"Alright, alright, don't say it. Wu Daotian interrupted the blind man's chatter, and combined with the hexagram that the blind man had calculated for Wu Er, he knew that the blind man's hexagram was very powerful. "I generally know your level, so you can calculate whether there have been major disasters in the past two years. ”

"Then you have to give me half a day, deducing the heavenly chances, but it is very laborious. ”

Wu Daotian nodded, and sat next to the blind man to meditate and practice.

The blind man took out a few copper coins and kept fiddling.

'Ah!' screamed and woke Wu Daotian from his meditation.

"I... I see a lot of fog in my heart ... The blind man was a little puzzled, and after a while he said, "But I can't figure out what is going to happen, maybe my hexagram has not been repaired! The fog is related to water, and it is very likely to be related to floods." ”