After the Chao clan agreed, the two people came in, and they saw that the two of them were holding a handful of rice ears in their hands, and they said to him excitedly: "Patriarch, patriarch, we just met a Shangxian, he taught us how to grow this kind of rice, as long as the seeds are planted in the soil, we can harvest a lot of grain after a while!"

Hearing this, Youchao's heart jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly grabbed the rice ear in the hands of the two of them, and looked at it carefully.

"Patriarch, please come, we can make a demonstration!" The two of them were very excited, and they came outside with the Youchao clan, first grinding off the husk of the rice with a stone, separating the husk, and then taking a stone jar, putting the rice into the stone jar, and then ...... I don't know what to do.

Originally, it was supposed to be cooked with fire, but now the Terrans don't know how to make fire, ordinary mortal fire can't be used, and divine fire is not something that mortals like them can touch.

The two of them suddenly stopped, scratched their heads, looked up at Youchao and said, "Patriarch, the two of us have forgotten how that Shangxian cooked this rice, but Shangxian is outside, let's go and ask him to come and demonstrate!"

"Yes!" nodded Youchao.

The two hurriedly went to ask Zhun Ti, and they came to Zhun Ti: "Shangxian, the two of us don't know how to get this rice cooked, and ask Shangxian to demonstrate it in front of the patriarch!"

Zhun Ti Yele helped and nodded, because the bigger the noise he made, the greater the help to the human race, and when the time comes, won't he receive a soft hand to collect merit?

Zhun Ti came to Youchao and bowed, "I've seen Daoyou!"

"I've seen the immortals!" Youchao hurriedly returned the salute.

He looked at Zhun Ti, such a tonnage, no one would doubt that he was the god of food.

Zhun Ti collected a pile of firewood, placed the stone pot on the firewood, and then a flame appeared on his fingertips, and the flame floated to the firewood, and the firewood immediately burned, and soon the rice and water in the stone pot boiled, wafting an enticing fragrance.

After the rice was cooked, Zhun Ti opened the stone jar and brought it to Youchao, who looked at the crystal clear rice grains inside, grabbed a ball and put it in his mouth, and chewed it happily.

"Okay, good! The kindness of the immortals will never be forgotten by my human race, and I will immediately let people spread it throughout the whole clan, and worship the tablets of the immortals and the Taiqing immortals day and night!"

Lao Tzu, who was lecturing to the teenagers in the distance, glanced at Zhun Ti very unhappily, just by finding a kind of edible food, he could be compared to a preacher like him, and they could also enjoy the worship together.

Lao Tzu was a little envious, he decided to wait until he finished speaking, and also went to see if he could help the development of the human race, for example, today's human race is built with thatched houses, and some even dig a hole in the ground to live, you can teach them to build wooden houses, stone houses, these are small things for Lao Tzu.

Zhun Ti looked proud, he waved his hand to take a large number of rice seeds, Youchao selected a thousand strong men, came to a large flat land, under the command of Zhun Ti, first renovated the land with a stone hoe, used soil to make a field to enclose thousands of farmland, and then poured a large amount of fresh water, but also personally demonstrated the seeds into the farmland, and then began to wait for the rice to grow, mature.

Zhun Ti and a thousand strong men waited day and night by the farmland, watching the rice in this farmland sprout, grow, panicle, and then ripen.

Today's flood is full of aura, the yield of rice is very high, and the growth cycle is relatively long, reaching one crop in three years.

Just when the rice is about to ripen, Lao Tzu's ten-year sermon has also ended, the former teenagers have become young people, all of them have cultivation, and the poor talent now has the cultivation of Yudan, Shou Yuan has increased to one hundred and fifty years, and the best talent has reached the integration period, and Shou Yuan has reached thousands of years!

Lao Tzu was quite satisfied, and it was not in vain that he tried so hard to teach.

Thundered!

A large golden cloud of merit floated from afar, only one-tenth the size of when Nuwa created the human being.

The merit fell, and Lao Tzu's momentum gradually climbed, and finally fell into the semi-saint realm.

Zhun Ti glanced at Lao Tzu, envy in his heart, but when he saw his achievements, he was a little complacent, Lao Tzu, what can you do as a senior brother? After the rice harvest here in the poor road, merit will fall from the sky, and the realm of the poor road is not weaker than you.

Eventually, after three years, the rice of thousands of fields was ripe.

Hongyun and Nuwa observed what Lao Tzu and Zhun Ti were doing in the Lotus Palace, and when they saw that Lao Tzu had reaped a lot of merit and Zhun Ti was about to reap it.

"Husband, is it so easy to gain merit for helping the human race? You see that Senior Brother Lao Tzu is about to become holy, and Zhun Ti is about to reap the merits, and if Zhun Ti reaps the merits, if the hearts of the human race are also taken away, then the two of us Holy Father and Our Mother will be in an awkward position!" Nuwa expressed the worry in her heart.

Now the biggest difficulty of the Terrans is the problem of eating, and now Zhun Ti has solved their food and clothing problems, and it is unimaginable to gain prestige, after all, the two of them have not taken care of the Terrans on the coast of the East China Sea.

"Don't worry, look quietly! What doesn't belong to you is not so easy to take!" Hongyun looked calm.

The fields are filled with the aroma of earth and grain.

Zhun Ti was overjoyed and waved his hand for the thousand strong men to come over and prepare for the harvest.

Hahaha, after the poor Dao is harvested, the poor Dao will gain a lot of merit and the prestige of the human race, and then the poor Dao is relying on the prestige to spread my Western teachings in the human race, who can stop me from rising in the West at that time?

Zhun Ti is lustful in his heart.

Everyone prepared stone knives and ropes, came to harvest the rice, and looked at the large heavy ears of grain, and everyone's faces were full of joy.

"Let's go, let's harvest the rice!" Zhun Ti waved his hand.

"Let's go!" a thousand strong men each went to a rice field and began to cut rice.

At this time, he just wanted to show off to the flood wilderness, and he would also be able to obtain great merits! Let the creatures of the flood not underestimate him in the west.

For this reason, he also specially declared to the Heavenly Dao: "The Heavenly Dao is above, now I am allowed to educate the human race, plant rice, and let the human race no longer suffer from famine!"

Thundered!

As soon as Zhun Ti's voice spread throughout the wilderness, he remembered with a thunderclap.

Merit is coming!

Ecstasy welled up on Zhun Ti's face, but his eyes were full of fear!

Because what floated from afar was not the golden cloud of merit, but a huge black cloud!

Endless black clouds quickly drifted in, hanging over the nine heavens above Zhun Ti's head.

Isn't merit a golden cloud? Why is it black? Black is a thunderstorm!

Crackling, a black thunderbolt with monstrous karma slashed at Zhun Ti's fat body, directly splitting him out of his original form.

Zhun Ti, who had a sallow face and a thin body, looked incredulous.

At the same time, the black thunder rolled, turning into a thousand small thunderbolts and falling into a thousand rice fields!

The freshly ripened rice was instantly turned into a raging fire, and in the blink of an eye, it was burned to ashes.

At this time, Hongyun made a timely move to protect the thousands of young people who were harvesting rice, otherwise they would also turn into ashes.