Murong Bo, who had been stirring up the wind and rain all his life, was burned into a piece of charcoal by the raging flames in ignorance.

Not even a single howl was issued.

"Die well, die well,...... I'm finally getting my revenge on La! ”

Seeing that the enemy was killed, Xiao Yuanshan was relieved, and looked up to the sky and howled.

A group of Shaolin monks who were awakened were a little dumbfounded at this time, but they didn't expect that such a change would occur after reciting the scriptures.

The monk suddenly intervened in the battle without saying anything, and he wanted to kill Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo without saying a word, but he was beaten by Xiao Feng with one move.

Several senior monks of the Xuanzi generation rushed to the old monk's side, and saw that he was already dying, only out of breath and no breath.

Dying.

“…… The internal organs are broken, and they can't be saved! Xuan painstakingly examined, his lips trembled, and he said the results of the examination.

The monks glanced at each other and saw the sad faces on each other's faces.

It was this nameless monk who provoked the trouble, and he was beaten to death, so he could only say that his skills were not as good as others.

Not to mention, if you want to kill your father, others will kill you in anger, and it's no wonder that others are hot.

"Hey, the world is unpredictable. This monk had a nameless anger, and it was no wonder that Xiao Feng's benefactor! Xuan Nan shook his head and sighed.

All the monks didn't know the reason, they all thought that this monk had killed someone, but he was beaten by the angry Xiao Feng and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Huh...... Wow......"

The old monk struggled to speak, but his throat and eyes were blocked by a breath, and he could only make a difficult and weak sound.

"Hey! After years of practice, why did the master become angry and harm others and himself! Seeing this, Xuan Nan sighed again.

The old monk didn't know where he got his strength at this time, and he trembled and raised his intact left hand and pointed at Xuan Nan.

“…… You ......"

His chest rose and fell violently, and he rushed away the blocked airflow in his throat, and as soon as a word popped out of his teeth, a mouthful of old blood gushed out.

Burst!

Blood splattered.

The strength that he had finally lifted was completely exhausted, and his left hand fell and slammed into the ground.

There was no more movement.

Xuan Ku hurriedly stretched out his hand to take the pulse door, and found that there was no pulse at all. Shaking his head, he said miserably: "The monk has passed away!" ”

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The monks chanted the Buddha's name loudly.

He sat down silently and sat around the old monk and read the scriptures.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Feng wanted to make up for the past, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He bowed towards Xuan Ku from afar, and then stepped forward and walked to Xiao Yuanshan's side.

"Daddy...... Let's go! ”

……

Three days later, news came out from Shaolin that the mountain gate was temporarily closed for five years and would not receive pilgrims.

The exact reason for this was not specified.

It's just that everyone's eyes are on the True Martial Hall now, and this news has completely become an after-dinner conversation, and it has not caused much turmoil.

Time passed, and on this day, a thunderbolt broke through the sky and appeared in the sky above the Bianliang Imperial City!

It was soon discovered, and a terrifying cheer rang out below.

"Welcome to the Emperor!"

"Emperor Wan'an!"

“……”

The figure fell to the ground, and the guards with a look of reverence and admiration welcomed it in.

The person who came was Lin Pingzhi, who came back from overseas. After a few months of absence from the Central Plains, he and Zhezong Zhao Xun met again in the imperial study.

No one knows exactly what they discussed, only that the court was bustling with activity in the next few days.

Half a year later!

Three crops that are said to have extremely high yields, as well as cultivation methods, are vigorously promoted all over the world.

The people of the world have little confidence in this, and they can't help but listen to the decisions of the imperial court.

With the mentality of giving it a try, I started to try small-scale planting.

The focus is still on the crops that were once planted, and the people's annual rations are pinned here, so naturally no one dares to gamble with all the fields.

As a result, the harvest was greatly beyond everyone's expectations. The three crops grown on a small scale are actually more productive than those that are carefully cared for.

The people of the world are excited.

Thinking that if we increase our planting efforts in the coming year, won't we never have to go hungry again? Thinking of this, I am full of confidence in my future life.

With hope, the people's mental outlook has changed greatly.

It will be dark.

Ordinary people have already begun to prepare meals.

They all had three kinds of food on their tables that they had never seen before. Corn cobs with full grains, and red sweet potatoes, round potatoes.

Once boiled with water and a little coarse salt, it becomes a family's food for the day.

As the man started eating, the half-grown man grabbed a corn cob and a sweet potato in one hand, and took a big bite of it.

"Mother...... This corn cob is so sweet. The child's voice exclaimed in amazement.

"Sweet potatoes are also sweet."

The family laughed and laughed.

The man looked at this scene, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, and he felt that the hard days he had been living were about to pass. I also opened my mouth to take a bite and chewed slowly, and the expression on my face gradually turned into satisfaction.

"This day, there is finally hope."

The hostess cried with joy: "Master, I heard that these grains were all found by the Immortal Emperor in order to keep our people from starving and go to overseas places. ”

"Yes, my Great Song Dynasty not only produced an Immortal Emperor, but also a Saint Monarch! There is hope for the days to come. ”

"The emperor not only brought back food for us, but also taught us how to grow edible ...... What a great man! ”

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

The man corrected: "What a good person, that is a saint who helps the world and saves the people, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." That's right...... Have you noticed that according to the planting method handed down by the emperor, the posture of hoeing the ground seems to be able to grow strength? In the past, at the end of a day's work, I always felt that I didn't have much strength in my body and didn't want to move. Now I feel very energetic, and I even feel that I am about to compete with a ploughing ox. ”

Poof!

The hostess couldn't help but laugh when she heard what he said funny.

“…… You mean those weird postures that the village chief taught us to dig in? ”

"Hmm. I heard that this was taught to the village chief by the county lord when he distributed the grain, and said that the emperor and the official family told us to follow it. I thought that since it was the emperor and the official family who asked me to learn, then I would learn. During this time, I continued to hoe the ground, and I felt that the more I dried, the more energetic I became. ”

“…… Don't you think you're hungry very quickly after you learn? I thought about saving a little food, but I didn't learn much after that. ”

"It seems like a little, but I'm not afraid. This year we don't have to worry about food. You have to learn, since the emperor and the official family let us learn, it must be good for us. ”

"Okay then."

"Let a few boys also learn, and if you grow your strength, you can help more in the future. Next year I'm going to use all my land to grow these three crops, and we're sure we'll have a lot of food in the end of the year. ”

The hostess nodded and said, "We have to dig a cellar as soon as possible and store these grains according to the storage method." ”

"Hmm."

The same conversation resounded in thousands of households.

Night!

Bianliang Palace.

Zhezong Zhao Xun sat in the imperial study and looked at the secret report from the shadows, which recorded the private conversations of the people, and his expression was excited.

"The teacher really didn't lie to me, the prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty is coming!"

"I made the right choice, and now the people regard me as a holy king. If the expectations are met in the future, the Great Song Dynasty will prosper in my hands for eternity! ”

Zhezong, who was only nineteen years old, was full of spirit.

He wanted to build a powerful and powerful Great Song Dynasty and open up an unprecedented era of prosperity through the ages.

"Everything is developing in the expected direction, at most three or two years, the Great Song Dynasty will be able to achieve an invincible army in the world, sweep away the Western Xia, and eradicate the Great Liao is just around the corner."

Zhezong wrote in a book, and after a while, a carrier pigeon flew out of the palace.

In a flash, it's two years.

In the past two years, Lin Pingzhi has not taken another step out of Huashan, and every day he is either teaching apprentices, or talking about martial arts with Wu Yazi, Wu Xingyun and others, and compiling all kinds of martial arts.

The accumulation in his mind gradually became a new martial arts thought, especially with the help of Wu Yazi, an all-rounder, the martial arts of all industries made rapid progress.

It's more than half done.

With the continuous achievement of these martial arts thoughts, his realm has continued to rise, and he has gone farther and farther on the road, becoming a true martial arts master of the past and the present.