After Wang Cunye thanked him, he was about to resign, and the Son of Heaven suddenly smiled: "Real person, didn't you say three strategies, why did you just say two strategies?"

Wang Cunye was stunned for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, the third strategy is very simple, it is the Great Road. ”

"We Taoist people or social gods can call the wind and rain, transform the soil, gain growth, and increase the yield per mu, but even so, the best output per mu and a season is only four stones. ”

"Of course, if a Taoist or a god can strive for excellence, he can multiply, and if God can give him a thousand catties of immortal rice per mu, this will greatly increase his luck. ”

The Son of Heaven was stunned, and squirted out a mouthful of tea with a smile: "The avenue that the real person said just now is really admirable, I don't want the real person to joke and say these witty things!"

Wang Cunye sighed: "The minister just said reasonably, although these are witty, but reasoning is still possible, but it is very difficult." ”

This actually implies that, just as "science and technology are the primary productive forces" on the earth, in this world, there is actually a way to reach the way of heaven.

Whether it is a Taoist or a god, it is nothing more than excavating the truth of this world, the difference between technology and cultivation, only the depth of excavation, and the strength of the Great Dao itself.

In the world of Taoist manifestations, a god who is proficient in agriculture can do what modern agriculture does, and even surpasses it.

It's just that Wang Cunye deeply understands a little essential difference.

Scientists are essentially socially raised ospreys, also known as water crows.

They are commonly used in southern China to catch fish, and they need to be tied with a looper around the neck with a green rope or straw to prevent swallowing after fishing, and after each fishing, the owner takes off the big fish and also needs to feed the small fish as a reward, prompting them to fish again.

This is the case with scientists, who can advance society and discover truth. But they don't have truth in themselves, that is, they don't have the power that truth brings. Therefore, they do not have independence and resistance, so that they can continue to exploit their wisdom and strength.

And in this world, whether it is a Taoist or a god, the most crucial difference is that truth and power are in the hands of one person.

Think about how scientists on Earth, for example, Isaac Newton could manipulate gravity, and Albert Einstein could react massively. Marie Curie can nuclear punch, what will happen to the world?

No superior would be willing to be a slave, even if a god skilled in agriculture would be willing to tremble and serve mortals?

The power of science and the separation of research have made the exploitation of scientists a customization and the "primary productive force" of the earth's society!

In this world, in order to develop fundamentally, it is still necessary to explore the avenue. The Great Dao is studied, but the cultivator grasps the power while studying, which cuts off the way to serve the common people.

Therefore. Wang Cunye said vaguely, the Son of Heaven said that he was witty, but he was relieved, he didn't want to talk about productivity, but this world could not exist at all.

The Son of Heaven did not know his thoughts, but he was in a very happy mood at this time, and went back to sit upright, saying: "I heard that you are only twenty years old this year, this is really a genius from heaven, and I despise you as a national treasure." You don't have to go back to the temple, you can go back, and you can come in and meet me at any time!"

"Emperor Xie, the minister retired. Wang Cunye no longer hesitated.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out. At this time, it was actually only afternoon, but the rain continued to "crackle", the sky was very dark, and a gust of wind was blowing in the face, which made people feel refreshed.

Out of the palace gate, I saw a carriage coming up, and smiled flatteringly: "Real person, although this wind and rain is cool, it's not a matter of fighting, come in quickly!"

Wang Cunye was stunned for a moment, smiled, got in the car and sat down, and said, "You go around the street, and then find me a quiet hotel!"

"Yes, real man!" shouted the coachman, and the car moved, the horses' hooves rattling in the water, and the rain sifting on the body of the car. ...,

Only then did Wang Cunye have the heart to feel the luck.

In the spiritual sense, a hint of golden and slightly cyan qi luck came in, this qi luck was a large mass at the beginning, and then it was not a lot, but it was like a dripping tank, constantly coming and rendering to the body.

After Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty on the earth, he named the forty-second generation of the Heavenly Master Zhang Normal as the heir of the Zhengyi Sect Zhenren, and regarded the second grade as the second grade, enjoying the treatment of the second grade, which is the luck of the blue and purple, but in the Qing Dynasty, the official rank was reduced from the second grade to the fifth grade, and in the Daoguang period, he even stopped the pilgrimage and cut off contact with it, and even the five grades of luck could not be obtained......

Thinking of this, Wang Cunye suddenly felt that he was thinking too much, smiled dumbly, and concentrated on his own sea of knowledge.

Essentially, these luck and mana are the same, but that doesn't mean there is no difference, and rice and stones are atoms on earth, but they are completely different.

If it is converted into mana, it is not impossible, but it is a waste, and the more important role of luck is to turn evil into good, while mana can be obtained through other means.

The main hall of Chengping Road

The clear light in the void flashed, and an old Taoist sat on the cloud couch, suddenly opened his eyes, looked into the distance, sighed for a long time, and ordered: "Call Cheng Jing to come over." ”

"Yes!" Someone in the void answered, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and after a while, he saw Cheng Jinzhen's big sleeves fluttering, stepping on the jade steps and bowing solemnly: "I've seen the master, I don't know if the master summoned me, what are the orders?"

The temples of the Taoist Master of Chengping Dao were slightly pale, and his expression was calm, only a little regretful, but this look flashed and said: "Your disciple Xuan Shang is subtle in his Taoism, and he has been sealed by the Son of Heaven, but the world is not a place for Taoists to stay for a long time, and the cultivation seedlings cannot be polluted by the world, so you should immediately issue an order to call him back." ”

Cheng Jinzhen heard this order, and did not dare to slack off, and immediately responded: "Master, the disciple will go back to Feifu to summon Xuan Shang back to the island." ”

Lao Dao smiled slightly: "Your disciple has increased the face of my Daomen, and after he comes back, he can be promoted to the Cave Mansion and rank among the descendants, but the descendants must be earth immortals, so that Xuan Shang has made great contributions, and other assessments do not have to be carried out, you can immediately give the Chiyang Victory Pill, so that it can survive the catastrophe of the sun and the sea of fire, and achieve the name of the omniscient real person." ”

Cheng Jinzhen listened, and was overjoyed, the so-called heirloom is a person who is qualified to inherit the Taoist system, which is equivalent to one of the secular grandsons, well, and grandsons!

This is undoubtedly to further affirm his status as a Dao Prince, but he is a little hesitant: "Master, it's just a matter of this calamity, although there is a spiritual elixir, it also depends on the nature of Taoism, although Xuan Shang is talented and has profound enlightenment, but he is only twenty years old, and his foundation seems to be a little insufficient, is it any longer?"

This is not the end of life, at least about a hundred years of life, so why worry.

Lao Dao smiled when he heard this, and said: "Xuan Shang can win this Son of Heaven argument, the foundation is already solid, it is not a problem to take the Chiyang Welcoming Pill, and it is a heavenly opportunity for the teacher, but this son is the best to take this Pill as soon as possible, and there will be unexpected changes once delayed." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Jinzhen understood, and thought: "It turns out that the master has budgeted for heavenly opportunities, and he must have known some chances or calamities, so he hurriedly asked Xuan Shang to take this pill to enter Jin, which is really a great favor from the master." ”

Thinking about it, he nodded, and immediately responded, leaning over and bowing: "Yes, it all depends on your will, Master! I will give this pill as soon as possible to let Xuan Shang survive the catastrophe of the sea of fire!"

After saying that he was done, he looked up again, and found that the whereabouts on the cloud couch were insignificant, and he didn't care at the moment, turned around and left, out of the cave, just silent for a moment, with a wave of his hand, a spell with golden light, he rose to the sky, broke through the barrier of Lianyun Dao, and flew into the distance.

This kind of golden light can travel thousands of miles a day, even if it arrives in the imperial capital, it is only half a day, presumably at night, Xuan Shang can receive it.

"I don't want the master to value Xuan Shang so much, I can reach the immortal realm, and I have more certainty. ”...,

Just when Cheng Jin Zhenren was thinking, the old Tao who was originally missing on the cloud couch reappeared, glanced at it from afar with some regret, and sighed: "Moreover, this is the meaning above, even I can't disobey it, there is this Taoism, why not discuss it in the Daomen, but in front of the Son of Heaven?"

"Young people just don't know the general situation, and you have become a Dan seed by yourself, and if you don't sharpen it, you are afraid that you will lose the Dharma in the future and go to awe, which is irremediable. ”

"With this pill to sharpen your mind, although you have slowed down a few steps, you can have a more solid foundation, this is for your future, I hope you can understand this painstaking work. ”

Talking to himself, Lao Dao closed his eyes, and a trace of clear air was permeated, mysterious and mysterious.

The streets of the imperial capital are drizzling

As soon as a carriage stopped, the coachman asked respectfully, "What do you command, real man?"

Wang Cunye's expression was a little dazed, his eyes glanced over, and he said, "Just find me a quiet room!"

The coachman didn't know his mood at the moment, and said: "The Pingshan Building on the opposite side is good, the courtyard is deep, the pavilion is fine, you can go inside to have some fun!"

At this time, Wang Cunye had palpitations, broke out in a cold sweat, frowned and smashed out a piece of silver: "Don't nag, go and prepare!"

After saying that, he went inside, the coachman hurriedly picked up, and hurried forward, I don't know what he said, Wang Cunye entered the inside, and saw a boss with a smile on his face, and saluted and said: "Oh......!

Wang Cunye waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, what about the quiet room?"

The boss hurriedly led him to a courtyard inside, which was very quiet, and said, "What do you think of this?"

"Not bad!" Wang Cunye palpitated for a while at this time, and threw down a silver ticket: "Don't bother!"

So saying, he stepped in and closed the door.

When he got inside, he saw that there was no one around, Wang Cunye's expression was gloomy, so he immediately calmed down and used the turtle shell silently, only to see a flash of black light, the turtle shell rose and fell in the sea of knowledge, and a breath of essence sprayed up, silently reciting the things to be counted.

The tortoise shell was already "buzzing" to warn, and at this time, the luck disk suddenly appeared.

Wang Cunye stared at it, only to see that he was a red star, at this time, there was a trace of gold and green luck circling, and there was a trace of light green qi hanging down, but this was a favor.

But almost at the same time, a golden light turned into a straight rush, shaped like a plowshare, and there was a trace of purple air behind it.

Seeing this golden plowshare, the cold light was shining, and as it kept approaching, Wang Cunye's face suddenly turned pale. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )