readx;? Similar to the "flying boat" and other large manned aircraft, the Tianyuan world is not nothing, but the price is 14 expensive, the number is scarce, even the royal family is often hidden in the library, easy not to use, so even Li Yanchao, the son of the West Li, has not learned how to control it before - besides, whether Qingxuan's flying boat and Tianyuan's flying car principle are the same is still unknown. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's easy to use, but if you really want to master it, it's not an overnight effort. Zhang Lu was still slandering these companions at the beginning, don't you talk about airplanes, you haven't even driven a car, don't you know the truth of starting steadily? Feng Ran is the most curious, the most playful, first try to control, but in the face of the power system in the boat, instead of gently injecting true qi, it is just like a battle, bursting out of the whole body's true qi, and then quickly entering the ...... The flying boat jumped out like an arrow, including the wind, and all four of them stumbled, and Zhang Lu was almost thrown out of the board due to inertia......

However, when Zhang Lu grabbed the driver's seat and tried to drive it himself, he knew that this thing was not the same as driving, and he was very particular about the occurrence of power......

After the big guys played for a while, in the end, this control position was still given to Li Yanchao. Li Gongzi has the most calm temperament among his companions, and his use of true qi is also the most delicate, at least the flying boat is in his hand, although the speed is not fast enough, it will not turn the passengers upside down.

In addition, there is a major problem in navigating the flying boat, that is, it is difficult to distinguish the direction. Whether there is a sun in the Qingxuan world, no one knows, because the sky is full of colorful clouds and rainbows, and although the light is strong, it is difficult to detect from which direction it is obliquely shining. Therefore, they did not dare to fly too high, only more than ten zhang from the ground, so that they could roughly judge the direction according to the buildings and roads on the ground, so as not to turn around in place or lose their way.

However, after flying out for hundreds of miles, the sky suddenly and quickly darkened - it turned out that although it was not clear whether there was a rising sun in this Qingxuan world, there was also an alternation of day and night. However, the sky was still the same as day, and there was no reference to guide the way - looking up, there was no moon in sight, and although a few stars were hidden in the gaps of the clouds, they were too sparse to know anything about the starry sky in this world, and it was impossible for them to discern their direction by stargazing.

Leaning down to look down, the mountains, roads, and trees are gradually disappearing into the thick night, and it is impossible to continue flying in such an environment - for fear of deviating from the direction, once the north is the way, it will be very difficult to return to the right path. So the four of them discussed, it is better to find a place to lower the flying boat and rest for the night.

Anyway, if we don't get it, the maze will be difficult to break, and I believe that the Methodist real person will not take it with the wind, and it will not be too late to cause the mission to fail. And as for whether it will be able to come back to watch the tribulation and ascension of the real people of Xiaoshan Mountain...... Then it is only up to providence.

Tang Liyu's eyes were sharp, and she stretched out her hand and pointed into the distance: "There are a few bright lights, it seems to be a village." Li Yanchao said okay, then let's fly there and land, so he gradually slowed down the speed of the flight. Seeing that he was about to reach the top of the light, he suddenly heard someone on the ground calling loudly: "Where is the Taoist friend flying at night? Why don't you press the cloud and talk about it?"

Li Yanchao immediately followed what Hongdao Zhenren taught, restored the flying boat into a wooden Ruyi, and then put it in his sleeve. The four of them resisted the wind out of thin air and slowly fell to the ground.

When they were still in mid-air, they had already discovered that this was indeed a small village, dozens of thatched huts surrounded an empty field, most of the thatched huts were darkly lit, but there were several courtyards burning in the empty field, and a lot of people gathered, divided into two places.

There are more than a bunch, all of them are ordinary people, probably the villagers of this village, men, women, and children, all of all ages, all of them are in tattered clothes, and their faces are full of vegetables; the other pile is a small pile, all of them are wearing wide-sleeved robes and high buns, and their clothes are not luxurious, but they are extremely neat. Zhang Lu and the others happened to fall in the middle of the two piles of people, facing those cultivators, and bowed their hands.

These six cultivators, five men and one woman, look mostly young and middle-aged -- of course, the appearance of intermediate cultivators and above cannot accurately represent their age -- the first man, holding a small blue pennant, took the lead in returning the salute, and signed up: "We are all disciples of the Shangqing Dynasty, I don't know where a few Daoists came from?"

Feng glanced at Zhang Lu, and just saw Zhang Lu glaring at him, he immediately understood, and replied: "The four brothers in the lower division are from Dongxuan. "I've seen Qi Yuanzi's contemptuous eyes before, so he didn't mention that he was a loose cultivator, and only said "from Dongxuan"—we came from the Dongxuan Sect Benshan, and he didn't lie.

The Taoist priest on the other side looked puzzled - it was obvious that Zhang Lu and they were not dressed decently, although the quality of the clothes seemed to be stronger than their own, but the sleeves were not wide enough, and Li Yanchao was even more simply dressed in a black short suit, which was not like the dress of Shuxiu. At the beginning, he thought that these four were the martial cultivators of some small sect.

Zhang Lu observed his words and looked at the situation, and knew what was going on, so he lied to his face: "Because I am an important task in the faction, I am modified to do it." ”

The Taoist priest nodded slightly, as if he agreed with this explanation, and then signed up: "Poor Dao Empty Immortal Son, these are all poor Dao junior disciples......" Zhang Lu heard it, and the name was followed by the word "Zi", which showed that it was not a god, at most Yuanying - although the god would not call himself a "real person", but he could report his name directly, and would not add "Zi" - so he was honest and polite, and he scattered his divine sense.

After exchanging names, Feng Heran said: "We are responsible for the master's mission, so we are traveling on the boat, and it is difficult to distinguish the direction in the dark night, and we are looking for a place to rest." I don't know what this is, and where are the Taoist friends here?"

Kong Mingzi replied: "This place is under the rule of my Shangqing faction, and it is called Juyou Village. ”

As he spoke, he glared at the villagers on the other side: "Why don't you quickly bring out the good wine and delicious food and entertain these immortal elders of the Dongxuan Sect?"

The villagers were led by an old man, and even if he was not seventy or eighty, he must have reached the age of ear smoothness, and when he heard this, he hurriedly bowed down and said: "When a few immortals came to our village, they should have brought good wine and food, but they have already collected all the food in the village, where is there anything else to entertain......?

Kong Mingzi raised his eyebrows: "A few vegetable cakes, a few pots of thin mash just want to send us away?

One of his junior disciples explained to Zhang Lu and them that we had come to collect the tribute this time, and the villagers were cheating and playing tricks, pushing and shoving in every possible way, so that it took us a whole day to collect all the money, and we had just sent someone to escort it on the road, so we had no time to rush to other places, and we were forced to spend the night in the village. I originally wanted to have a few brothers drink a little wine and enjoy the night view of the countryside, but who expected that this unlucky layman only offered a few vegetable cakes, not even a drop of oil and water, and a few pots of village brewed thin mash, not to mention the taste, it was not enough for us to moisten our throats. That's why I asked the village chief to summon all the villagers, and they were waiting to be reprimanded, and just as you were left behind......

Kong Mingzi said, you are perfunctory and we are just waiting for it, and now there are Taoist friends from the Dongxuan faction coming, if you dare to come up with those things that pigs don't eat, you will lose the face of my Shangqing faction, believe it or not, I will slaughter your entire village?!

The village chief led all the villagers to kneel, kowtowing again and again, saying that it was really not that we were reluctant to take out good things - "A few months ago, a dragon was born in the ground, and it spread to our village, and many fields were ravaged, and half of the ripe crops were turned into soil...... Finally gathered the tribute to the immortals, and in the next year, the grain was planted, and even the food of the villagers in this village was not left a few buckets, and it is estimated that the big guys will have to leave their hometowns to beg for food...... It's not that we're hiding secrets, we really don't have anything good to offer, and please ask the immortal lord to a lot, forgive me and wait!"

Feng smiled and said "Look at what you scared them—"I don't need to eat or drink, so I don't have to embarrass these laymen." ”

Besides, don't pity these laity, they must have something to eat and drink, but they are just stingy and refuse to take it out-"When we collected tribute during the day, we dug out several cellars from the village and hid a lot of grain. If you send a beginner disciple to come, you will be deceived by these laymen!"

Let's stand aside first, rest your feet, and wait for me to squeeze out some oil and water, and let's drink and talk, and watch the night.

After all, it was someone else's business, and they didn't want to meddle rashly, so they had to obey their fate and step aside. A sneer appeared on Zhang Lu's lips, and he asked the village chief casually: "Why is your village so poor that you can't even get rid of any meat?"

Kong Mingzi interjected: "The tribute is not heavy at all, only one-tenth of the tax. ”

As soon as this tax rate was exported, even Li Yanchao and Tang Liyu couldn't help frowning, saying that the ten taxes and one is indeed not heavy, and it is still in the Qingxuan world where the vitality is so abundant, I believe that the crops of the dealer will inevitably grow luxuriantly and bear fruit. This has to be left in the Tianyuan world, and the county government generally collects two percent of the agricultural tax, one percent of the commercial tax, and one percent of the agricultural tax, which is a proper moral policy. In this way, you are still so poor that you can't even serve a meal of hospitality and food? Unless you see that there are cultivators who are eating here......

There are really people everywhere!

I heard the village chief hurriedly argue: "Although it is ten taxes and one, it will not be pardoned in the famine year, and because the immortals want to repair the palace, it is increased every year, saying that the tax in the future will be temporarily collected, and in the future, when the palace is completed, it will be exempted together." But this crop is a year-on-year crop, and it is impossible to produce anything in advance......"

Zhang Lu asked, "What year has it been received?"

"It's ten years away!"

Originally, Zhang Lu looked at the golden splendor of the Dongxuan Sect's main mountain, and then looked at the people who lost tribute, and knew that the gap between the rich and the poor in this Qingxuan world was very large, and the class exploitation was very heavy, but he didn't expect that in the peaceful season, the dragon was only a matter of the past few years, and the disaster was not too fierce, and he would also collect taxes in advance. This kind of thing was not uncommon in the Republic of China, but what kind of social situation was that? The warlords were divided, and the soldiers were in trouble, and they hated to squeeze oil directly from the common people in order to fight a war. I can't imagine that even this seemingly flowery Qingxuan world has such evil deeds.

When Li Yanchao heard this, he stopped doing it on the spot: "It's too much to leash taxes like this...... "Taking a step forward, he wanted to theorize with the empty underworld, or to intercede for the villagers, who wanted to be grabbed by Zhang Lu's arm: "Why should we get involved in the affairs of their Shangqing faction?"

When I wanted to fly close to the Dongxuan Sect's main mountain during the day and saw the endless flow of tribute losers on the mountain road, Feng Ran took it for granted: "This side is full of vitality, presumably the land can also be abundant, and the laity can have food and clothing." At that time, he said to himself that you are too naïve, so at this time, he specially asked about the tax rate of the Shangqing faction, and wanted to pour cold water on the wind - don't think that as long as you are full of vitality, this world is a paradise. However, after all, this is only a certain stop on the mission, and I don't plan to stay for a long time, even if people receive the taxes in advance for hundreds of years, what does it matter to me?

Li Yanchao turned his head to look at Zhang Lu: "Since you see injustice, how can you not care?"

Zhang Lu said with a smile: "What's the injustice? Ploughing people's fields and losing people and paying taxes are justified, don't you have a family that peels off the peasants?" "Just you, you, and you, you all belong to the feudal landlord class, and you all live by exploiting and oppressing the peasants, do you still think how noble you are? Why do you have to laugh at 50 steps and take 100 steps?

It's a pity that the pretty eyebrows are shown to the blind, although the companions are smart, after all, the historical limitations are there, and they lack the understanding of social relations at all, and Feng Heran still argues in a low voice: "Although my Liuyun Sect levies taxes of seventy or eight, I will never ask for the prepayment of annual tribute...... "Zhang Lu sneered": "You raise fish to eat, they dry up and fish, and in the end they must break their own foundation, but what does this have to do with us? People want to die, why are you holding you back?"

Tang Li said: "Brother Zhang's words are wrong. If the cultivators of this world are to die on their own, we naturally don't have to worry about it, but those peasants don't want to die, but they can't be exempt from hunger, so how can we ignore them?"

A few people were chatting privately with the next child, and they heard the village chief kowtow and mourn: "The villain's grandson tried out the four products of Huigen the year before last, and he has also entered the Shangqing faction, and please see the incense in this incense and spare the village......"

Kong Mingzi sneered: "That's his own blessing, what's the matter with you, an old man? Do you see that since he entered my door, has he ever come back to visit his parents? But when he enters the path of cultivation, he is separated from you and other laypeople, and there is no connection from then on--it seems that if you don't talk about imposing light punishments and great precepts, you will inevitably despise Xiuzhen in the end!" As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and made a gesture of his hand, and the old village chief was like a thunderbolt, and his body was slightly shocked, and then smoke came out of his mouth and nose......

All the disciples of the Shangqing faction applauded: "Senior brother is good at internal combustion technique!"

Zhang Lu: They were all shocked...... (To be continued.) )