Qingqiu was silent for a long time before he said: "If the Sanskrit Pure Land comes forward to mediate and persuade the Ming and Han countries to sell grain to Dachu, how about it?" ”

Fan thought it was funny.

Sanskrit Pure Land, really put yourself very high!

"What if the Pure Land mediation fails?"

Qingqiu Holy Lord frowned: "How can it be invalid?" As long as the people can be saved from famine and war, all the holy lords of the Sanskrit Pure Land are willing to intervene. ”

"Nine Holy Masters, nine Mahayana realms, are you here to mediate or to fight?" Fan Li said sarcastically.

Qingqiu was speechless.

Fan Li said again: "If the Ming and Han countries don't even give the face of the Nine Great Holy Lords, what then? ”

"This ...... If the two emperors sit idly by and watch innocent people starve to death, it means that they are cruel and immoral, and they are not worthy of reigning in the world. The Pure Land can capture the two emperors, so that the virtuous and virtuous people can be selected to inherit the throne. ”

"Hahahahaha!!!!ha

Fan Li listened to Qingqiu's words, and laughed directly.

He made no secret of the sarcasm in his laughter and his contempt for the Sanskrit Pure Land!

"Where did I say something wrong?"

Qingqiu has an indifferent temperament, even if he is ridiculed by Fan Li, he will not be angry, and he will not attack him out of personal anger.

Fan Li laughed for a long time before stopping.

"What if the people of the two countries support their emperor and are not willing to sell their grain?"

Qingqiu shook his head again and again after hearing this: "Human nature is good, I don't believe that the people of the two countries can be so selfish." Even if there were, it was only a small number of people, and most of them would definitely be willing to help the innocent people of Chu State. ”

"Human nature is good?"

Fan Li smiled and shook his head, he had no interest in debating this false proposition.

"Sage Cloud, if you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world!"

"When the people of the Ming and Han dynasties saw the disaster in Chu, they must have been worried that the disaster would spread to their own country. The people must hoard a lot of grain, so that the two countries have no grain to sell, so what?! ”

Qingqiu opened his mouth, and only one word came out for a long time: "This ......"

The people are stockpiling grain?

This was just Fan Li's assumption, but Qingqiu thought about it and couldn't refute it at all.

Fan Li also knew that it was impossible for her to refute herself.

What about the Holy Lord of the Sanskrit Pure Land?

No matter how high she is, she is still human, and it is impossible to completely get rid of human nature.

Fan Li's speculation about the people's grain storage is a conclusion based on human nature.

This is not evil, nor is it a shortcoming, just because of a simplest and most simple truth:

Survival is the first need of life.

The Holy Lord of Qingqiu was silent.

She maintains a detached state of mind with no desires and no desires all year round, but after all, she is high and noble.

Grain?

In the Sanskrit Pure Land, even low-level cultivators who have not reached the level of Bigu never need to worry about food.

Why did this kind of trivial matter, which was never noticed, actually become a tool for Fan Li to gag his mouth?

Qingqiu rarely showed a hint of annoyance.

She looked at Fan Li angrily and asked, "Are you deliberately alarmist and make things difficult for me?" ”

Fan Li shook his head, turned around and left.

He didn't greet Qingqiu either, anyway, wherever he went, Qingqiu would inevitably follow.

Jiangshan Pavilion.

There is a floor where many books and materials are stored, which is used by Fan Li as a study.

He rummaged through the stacks of books, Qingqiu's eyebrows twisted slightly, waiting for him to answer his question.

"Found it!"

Fan Li flipped out something that looked like an account book, and Qingqiu saw three words on the book cover: Taiping Book.

He turned the book to a page and introduced.

"This is the "Book of Peace", which records all the information of my Great Chu since the founding of the country in the order of heaven, earth, people, and events."

Qingqiu nodded silently and motioned for Fan Li to continue.

"Take the first emperor as an example."

"In the tenth year of the first emperor, there was a great drought, and there was no harvest of acres of land, and more than one million people were hungry. The first emperor opened the Hanjia warehouse, exhausted the grain in the warehouse, and still did not relieve the suffering of the hungry people. ”

"In the twenty-second year of the first emperor, locusts arose, the fields were destroyed, and people were cannibalistic."

"In the forty-fifth year of the first emperor, the earth moved ......"

Fan Li read the "Taiping Book" page by page, Qingqiu listened quietly, but felt a chill in his back!

Where is this Book of Peace?

It's a book of natural disasters!

Qingqiu seemed to see that every time Fan Li turned the page, he thought that hundreds of thousands, millions of victims were struggling in suffering.

She finally couldn't help but ask, "The common people are suffering, why don't they cultivate?" As long as the Jindan Realm can open the valley, there is no need to be tortured by hunger and cold. ”

When Fan Li heard this, he stopped turning the book in his hand.

He laughed again.

Qingqiu was a little afraid of his laughter!?

It seems that every time Fan Li laughs, he is laughing at himself, and it also indicates that he is wrong again?

"Am I not right? Cultivation can increase longevity, remove diseases, clear valleys, and get rid of mundane ......"

As he spoke, Qingqiu stopped.

Fan Li saw her shut up before he said, "Does the Holy Lord know how much a [Gathering Spirit Pill] is worth?" ”

Gathering elixir?

Qingqiu struggled to recall for a long time before he remembered that the [Gathering Spirit Pill] was the most basic elixir, which was reserved for early stage cultivators to condense spiritual energy and start the path of cultivation.

As the most basic elixir, the cost is naturally not high.

"The Gathering Spirit Pill is very cheap, use a [Dotting Spirit Grass] to squeeze out the juice and remove its impurities, and you can refine a Gathering Spirit Pill."

Qingqiu said, and he also had some confidence.

In the Sanskrit Pure Land, low-level medicinal herbs like the Dotting Spirit Grass were almost worthless, no different from roadside weeds.

"If the emperors of Chu, Han, and Ming are all generous and give each of the people of the country a pill of Gathering Spirit, then everyone in the country can cultivate."

"Just wait for them to cultivate into Jindan, where will they be afraid of drought and insect plagues......

Before Qingqiu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fan Li.

"I have registered in Dachu, and there are about 300 million people with household registration."

"There are about 270 million people in Dahan."

"Daming has the largest population, with a population of nearly 400 million."

Fan Li smiled and spread his hands.

"If everyone cultivates, they need close to a billion spirit pills. Qingqiu, tell me, is there so much spiritual grass in the world? ”

Qingqiu opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

"Besides, let the Son of Heaven of the Three Kingdoms give away a billion Gathering Spirit Pill for nothing, do you think the Son of Heaven has such financial resources?"

Qingqiu gritted his teeth and said, "What about normal trading?" All of you three countries are refining as many Gathering Spirit Pills as possible, so that more people can embark on the path of cultivation. The people were afflicted, and one was saved. ”

Fan Li nodded and shook his head again.

It is still the way of thinking of the Pure Land, the childish kindness, and the shallow ideal.

"The people of the Han and Ming dynasties, the average annual income of a household is only enough to buy a little spiritual grass."

"I'm richer, and a family's annual income can buy one and a half plants."

"One pill of Gathering Spirit Pill can allow one person to enter the Body Refining Realm."

"You tell me, how much does it take to upgrade from the first grade of refining the body to the first grade of Jindan and reach the goal of Bigu, how many heavenly and earthly treasures will it take during this period?"

Let the numbers speak.

Who is Fan Li?

The first minister of Great Chu?

No!

To be precise, the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea of the Great Chu Kingdom, as well as the stitches and threads needed for the people's lives, are all in his mind!

"I ...... Wrong? Qingqiu finally asked.

A tear slipped from her beautiful, expressionless, indifferent cheeks.

Even when he was crying, Qingqiu was still expressionless.

Fan Li replied in one sentence.

"Why don't you eat minced meat?"