"Ding~!"

"Please note that the Buddha Gate is about to attack the small vassal states on a large scale, please put the plan to collect the luck and luck dragon on the agenda."

Fang Yan received a reminder, scratched his scalp, smashed two puffs of cigarettes, looked at Zhang Yuanfei and Lian'er who were playing on the side, and replied in his heart: "Do I still need to plan for this situation now?" Isn't it to destroy a vassal state and just collect it? ”

"The host forgot again? You must have local life experience and itinerary, otherwise it is easy to be changed by the long river of fate......"

Fang Yan hurriedly said in his heart: "Okay, I understand, you have to act a full set, that's what it means, right?" ”

"Ding~!"

"The host is smart! Changsheng warmly reminds the host that since the previous storage of Qi Luck was used by Changsheng for upgrades, there will be a period of time as a window period in the future, because there is a large gap in Qi Luck due to upgrades, and I hope that the host will work hard to take the matter of obtaining Qi Luck to heart and implement it. ”

Fang Yan sighed in her heart, she seems to have become a working boy of the Heavenly Dao, busy every day not for herself, specifically for the birth of the Heavenly Dao, if the purple qi is not fused, the Heavenly Dao is not complete, the function is not uniform, many monks in the world will not be able to live forever, the three decays of heaven and man, the alternation of the old and new Tianzun and other things will always exist.

Thinking about this, Fang Yan felt that she seemed to be quite important, and when she thought of this, she smiled and bent her eyes.

Concubine Zhang raised her head, looked at Fang Yan, and asked: "Now that Beitang has accepted Buddhism and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, the establishment of the Xiuzhen Bazaar and the temple is in full swing, and the people of the Immortal Dao Alliance have not said anything, but feel that this is a good thing, what is going on?" ”

Fang Yan smashed his cigarette in confusion, Concubine Zhang Yuan, this little girl, has never cared about these things, and she has always asked what she is doing recently?

"It's just a matter of faith incense, compared to the long-term community of interests, in troubled times, obviously the latter is more important, and our three sects are different from the gate sects like the Donghua Sect, and the incense power needed by the upper realm is as vast as the galaxy, so it doesn't matter, and in this way, the sect behind us can also save a lot of worry......"

Fang Yan knocked on the ashes and leaned on the chair of the True Dragon Palace, now it has been half a year since Lian'er transformed into a place, and the suggestions she put forward at that time were quickly implemented, as the Great Elder of the Ziyuan Sect who stayed in the Beitang Kingdom, Concubine Zhang Yuan asked this, and it seemed reasonable.

"Of course, I think it's true that the sect behind us and the Buddhist Sect Scattered Cultivation Alliance have reached a consensus, after all, the Northwest Zhao Kingdom is currently the number one power in the world, and the Demon Dao is also in full swing."

Concubine Zhang Yuanfei clenched her fists and said, "I thought that after reaching a consensus, the task of being the resident Great Elder would be completed, it seems that there will be repetition in the future, right?" ”

Fang Yan patted her two petals fiercely**, it felt good, and said with a cheap smile: "There is growth." ”

Concubine Zhang Yuan rolled her eyes and said disdainfully: "Hmph~! I used to be a concubine in the palace, and I've seen a lot of this kind of thing, and it's easy to get through it......"

Fang Yan changed a bag of shredded tobacco, took a hard puff, and slowly spit out: "Since everything is done, it must not be repeated in a short time, as for the future, I will talk about it in the future, I will set off tomorrow and leave here." ”

Concubine Zhang got up in surprise, came to her, and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

Fang Yan squinted his eyes and said softly: "How can my things be so easy to take, of course I have to get them back." ”

Concubine Zhang Yuan raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Fang Yan pinched her cheek and teased, "Go steal, do you want to go with me?" ”

Concubine Zhang thought about it seriously, shook her head and sighed: "The master's life is difficult, I have to stay here." ”

Fang Yan shrugged his shoulders and continued to smoke, his eyes looking at Lian'er, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the early morning of the second day, Concubine Zhang Yuanfei came to say goodbye, Fang Yan waved her hand, signaling her not to send it, and walked out of the imperial city with a cigarette stick.

"Hey~!" In the end, it could only turn into a long sigh.

Lian'er, who looked like a girl of only five or six years old, carried the bamboo box on the ground and kept up, the bamboo box was bigger than her own, and from a distance, she would think that the bamboo box was walking by herself.

So, a unicorn beast and a walking bamboo box walked out of the imperial city.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, he was dressed in coarse clothes and coarse cloth wrapped around his head to cover his horn, and held a light flying sword to disguise himself as a charlatan.

"If you want to practice peerless martial arts, you have to endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people, the tea that Mr. likes to drink is called oolong, and he loves to wear Chinese red clothes...... Hey! Master! Whether it's hot summer or cold winter, I yearn for the sky outside the mountain gate......"

On the outskirts of the imperial capital, on the mountain trails, Lian'er carried a bamboo box larger than her, and sang the songs taught to her in dialect by jumping and jumping, the tune was weird, but it was pleasing to the ear.

A down-and-out heroine, a walking bamboo box, a strange combination swayed out of the city and walked on the mountain path.

Thirty miles out of the imperial capital, there is a big river, where many boatmen beg for a living.

Fang Yan thought that it would be better to spend some money on a boat to go by his legs, so he found a black boat docked on the shore, stepped forward and asked, "Boat family, are you going southwest?" ”

The boatman is an old man, with dark skin, yellowed teeth, and a cigarette stick pinned to his waist.

The old man smiled and said, "Southwest, is it Jiangnan West Road?" ”

Fang Yan nodded, ignoring Lian'er who was pouting next to him.

The old man asked again, "I don't know where the woman is going to the west?" ”

Fang Yan squinted at the sky, had an answer in his heart, and said: "The capital of Yuzhou Liguo." ”

The old man nodded and said, "I'll go, I'll go." ”

Fang Yan was about to ask the price, but Lian'er interjected, she grabbed the conversation and said, "Then you go, pay attention to safety on the road, we ...... walking"

The old man looked confused, and opened his mouth slightly speechlessly, not knowing what to say, making fun of the old man!

Fang Yan knocked on the door of her head and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to her, the old man, this kid is afraid of water, I don't know what the price is?" ”

The old man seemed to be honest, but in fact he was shrewd, he glanced at the outfit of the two, stretched out five fingers, and saw that Fang Yan frowned, and immediately quietly hid one: "Four coins of silver." ”

Fang Yan felt that it was not expensive, so he picked up Lian'er with one hand and dragged her onto the boat.

The old man looked at Lian'er and the bamboo box behind her, and then looked at the appearance of the dialect breezy and light, swallowed his saliva fiercely, and praised in his heart, 'Jianghu people are different'.

The boat walks in the water system connecting the south of the Yangtze River in the Central Plains, the scenery is unique, the dialect sits alone in the bow of the boat, smokes and drinks tea, and enjoys the scenery along the way.

It's spring ploughing.

Where the little black boat passed along the way, Fang Yan saw a busy scene.

The fields are irrigated and transplanted, the clear spring water in the canals flows into the paddy fields, the buffalo wags its tail and pulls the wooden plough step by step, the men wave their branches and shout loudly, and the women wear hats and pull up their trouser legs and bend down to skillfully plant a tender green seedling.

Birds chirp and butterflies fly, and the earth and grass are fragrant.