Strengthening starts from the county magistrate

Chapter 117 The Old Man, the Rooster, the Tattered Taoist Mass-produced Elixir

Chapter 117 The old man, the rooster, and the tattered Taoist mass-produce the elixir
The appearance of Fengjiang has indeed changed in recent days.

It can be seen from the faces full of joy from door to door that after several bumper harvests, every house has enough food in the yard.

Should be a good year.

In front of the shop on the side of the street, the old man held a cigarette pot and a handful of brown rice in his hand, and threw it weakly forward.

On the wrinkled face, there are two big characters of depression.

The neighbors who passed by all avoided him, and no one dared to go up to say hello to him. The main reason was that the old man had a bad temper, and he didn't know who to provoke.

Anyway, if you open your mouth to scold someone who doesn't go your way, it doesn't matter who you are, if you are a little careless, you will be smashed up when you come up.

I don't want to do the grocery store business either.

Sitting at the door all day with a vicious look.

I don't know, I thought my wife was abducted by someone.

But most people know that this old man is a widow, and she has no other hobbies except poking holes in the wall from time to time to peek at the widow next door.

Not far away,

A fat rooster walked over with its head held high and its chest held high. The pace of its paws was rhythmic and charming, and the fiery red comb on its head was very eye-catching.

After walking a few steps, the rooster looked down at the brown rice that the old man had scattered all over the floor.

As usual, it would have lowered its head and ate it, but today it didn't, and there was even a trace of disgust.

To tell you the truth, how hard it is to crow diligently every morning.

Now that every household has enough food, if they see it coming, they should at least scatter some rice and millet, right?

What's the matter with your whole brown rice, what about the beggar chicken?
Oh~ oh oh!

The cock crowed twice.

In the eyes of the old man, this seemed to be a very disdainful ridicule.

The old man held the pipe and pot and went up with a pestle. The scared rooster ran away, flapped its little wings, and flew straight up to the wall, frightened its feathers all over the place.

The old man below blew his beard and stared: "Okay, you don't want to be stewed, right? How dare a young bastard dare to piss me off?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the rooster turned around and ran away.

The old man sat back in front of the shop angrily.

He lit the pipe pot, took a deep puff, and then squinted to the other side angrily.

A young tattered Taoist priest was looking at the old man with a smile on his face.

"Look at the fart, if you want food, just go away! I don't have this!"

The young Taoist priest was scolded, but he wasn't annoyed at all. He wiped his dirty hands, and his smile was even more mean.

"Tsk tsk, I said old man, anyway, we also rely on craftsmanship to make a living, how come we become beggars? I also want to save face."

"Rely on craftsmanship? Fuck you!" The old man looked disdainful: "When you first came to Fengjiang a few days ago, did I ask you to forget it for me?"

"Yeah, forget it."

"Then I'll ask you again, did I give you any money?"

The Taoist priest pushed his somewhat large Taoist hat and stretched out a finger.

"Hey, yes, yes, the old man was very particular at the time, so he gave me a copper coin."

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Hmph, since you have given the money, then you have to calculate it. What kind of horoscope is it? Didn't it mean that the timing was the best last night? I squatted all night, and I was so lonely!"

The young Taoist priest was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, and pretended to be mysterious to calculate, and then smiled evilly:
"Ouch, old man, it's not your problem. If I'm not wrong, last night was the twelfth lunar month, right?"

"Nonsense, what does it matter?"

The Taoist walked over quietly, squinted at him, and then whispered.

"Why doesn't it matter? It's cold in the twelfth lunar month. Who's still taking a bath in the water room when it's cold? They must have moved to the boudoir."

"..."

"Believe me, I'm right. I figured that your horoscope must have peach blossoms last night, but I never thought that the timing of the feudal border is wrong. How should I put it? Anyway, you don't take advantage of the favorable timing and location, so you just blocked the peach blossoms."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Hey, of course, but it's okay, how about this, you give me another two pennies, and I will help you get through the sky and occupy the best location. If there is no accident, you can have a good time tomorrow night, how about it?"

"Really?"

"Of course! Who am I? Yin-Yang Tianji, Daomen's fortune-telling, living in the north wind."

"Hmph, it's almost the same if you drink the northwest wind."

"What's the matter, don't believe it?"

"Trust you asshole."

"Okay! Since you said so, then I will give you a kit. The so-called looking up at the seven stars of Ziwei, bowing your head to listen to the dragon veins of the earth, the right time and place pay attention to change!"

"speak English."

Xi Beifeng raised his eyebrows: "It's not good to make holes in the wall. If you go to the house and lift the tiles, won't you be able to see it comfortably?"

"piss off!"

"..." Qi Beifeng was speechless, a little resentful, cheating and abducting is not enough, he can only sell it miserably: "Oh, don't get excited, how about you do me a favor? You see, I just came to Fengjiang and I have no place to live. I’ve been hungry for several days, why don’t you credit me with a few copper coins and buy a steamed bun?”

The old man kicked over: "Go as far as you can! Don't you rely on craftsmanship for a living? If you want to steal money, you go to that bastard surnamed Shen, and you'll be cheated to death."

"...!?"

Xi Beifeng dodged sideways, and then ran away in a desperate manner. He could only sigh in his heart, this old guy may have lived too long, which made him lose his sense of humanity and be unkind.

Oh no, to be precise, it's not a person at all.

By the way, who is the surname Shen?
...

...

In the row of large houses.

It was full of Wuliangshan disciples in white clothes.

Some are cultivating, some are practicing martial arts and Taoism, and there are endless talismans in their hands, and magic weapons are flying around, making them dazzled.

"In the past few days, what happened to head teacher Liu Changfeng? I always feel like I'm flattering the magistrate of Fengjiang County?"

"Didn't you see it when you first came here? The magistrate of this county has a lot of knowledge. When our fellow disciple was killed here, it is said that he was the one who found the murderer."

"Hmph, Helan Sword Sect, sooner or later I, Wuliangshan, will get this debt back."

"Don't think about it, it spans a continent, you can talk about it after you get to Guanhai first."

Many disciples were discussing in low voices.

Even though he came to Fengjiang that day, he also saw Shen Mu's strength and the scene of beheading Liu Songren in the end.

But after all, their realm is too low, and many deeper things can't be seen at all.

Even more ignorant of Shen Mu's Infinite Golden Body Art, it has reached the third level.

Regarding this point, Liu Changfeng did not tell anyone, and kept it a secret for the time being.

Most of these Wuliangshan disciples are proficient in talismans and elixirs, and they are the geniuses of Qi practitioners carefully selected by Liu Changfeng.

So it's normal to have a high vision.

Seeing their head teacher compliment a peer of their age very much, they are more or less competitive.

"Senior Sister Liu, if you want me to say that the head teacher has been cheated, why don't you remind me."

"Yeah, I brought our group of people here to practice, but isn't this a waste of time here?"

Liu Yan'er looked at the crowd with helplessness on her pretty face.

Although she was able to talk to Liu Changfeng, she definitely couldn't get in the way when encountering a really big event.

She has long been unhappy with the county magistrate named Shen Mu.

Especially when she first saw her on the first day, the wretched look in her eyes made her want to hit someone a little bit.

I don't know why Liu Changfeng has taken a fancy to him, and he has been talking all day long that he is going to be drawn into Wuliang Mountain to be her father's closed disciple.

Anyway, she is not convinced.

Maybe the headquarters is stronger than the senior brother at the head of the peak, right?

Stretching her proud chest, Liu Yan'er thought about it, and then comforted her:
"Okay, I'll talk about it when I find time, but don't pick and choose, do you know where this is? The entrance to the cave is here. The teacher brought you here, don't you understand what it means? ?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

One by one's eyes became excited.

Just when everyone was talking.

In the room next door.

Liu Changfeng was looking at Shen Mu with a distorted expression.

His eyes looked like he was looking at someone with an abnormal mind.

After pondering for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "Shen Mu, are you sure you are not joking with me? I have come down from Wuliang Mountain this time, and you must have seen my sincerity. You can't play me like this. Sit up and throw up!"

"Who played with you? What do you have to play with?" Shen Mu's face is serious, he is obviously serious about discussing things, how come you are playing with you?

Besides, I would rather play ball with your female apprentice than play with you.

Liu Changfeng took a sip of tea and confirmed again.

"Are you sure you want to mass-produce quenching body pills in Fengjiang County? This thing is not easy to do. Let's not talk about refining, let's talk about medicinal materials. Because there are many peaks in our Wuliang Mountain, the spiritual energy in the mountain is also abundant, so the medicinal materials that need to be refined can be Planting, but do you think it’s okay for you to seal the border? Besides, you’ve already entered the realm, and the Body Tempering Pill is useless to you.”

"Of course not for me." Shen Mu shook his head.

He knows that he can't use that thing anymore, but if he wants to develop his homeland, it can't be a matter of one person. Fifty strong men have already had the effect, so he needs more 'strong men'.

The reconstruction of the academy is only piling the foundation, and there will be other constructions, more advanced constructions, etc. in the future.

These all need people, and they cannot be ordinary people.

"It's not for you, who is it for? Or, are you going to do business with this thing? Nayuandan is okay, and quenching body pill is actually available in any dynasty's counties and counties. As long as the sect is supported, more or less Less is not a problem.”

"neither."

"Neither?" Liu Changfeng wondered: "Then why do you want so much? Those who need a large amount of body quenching are only in the military camp. You are not from the military, so it is possible that you still want to feed the people in Fengjiang, so that they can eat all of them." Cheng... no, you!"

Halfway through Liu Changfeng's words, he suddenly realized and looked at Shen Mu in surprise.

Does this kid really want to quench the bodies of all the people in the city?

Want to engage in the army?
Shen Mu smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I just want to let the people in Fengjiang simply improve their physical fitness, and let you come, the main thing is not to do these things, this is just the beginning, don't worry, take it step by step slowly."

"What else are you going to do?" Liu Changfeng didn't know what Shen Mu had in mind now.

"There are a lot of things to do, but the first step is to get the Body Tempering Pill, which improves the physique of the frontier people, which is equivalent to improving the labor force."

Liu Changfeng: "???"

"In short, don't worry about the herbs you need. There are fields in Fengjiang, so just plant them. Then, for the specific alchemy, you need your team. Oh no, I need the help of these geniuses from Wuliang Mountain. Don't worry, the reward is good. I will give it to you first. How do you feel about a sage article?"

"..." Liu Changfeng was speechless: "Why do you always feel that you are unreliable? The sage teaches, give it if you say it!"

Shen Mu looked at him calmly, then nodded.

"Yes, of course I will give it to you if I say it, otherwise what?"

"You..." Liu Changfeng didn't know what to say.

Isn't this just a joke?

The saint article is a treasure, not to mention the quenching body pill, even if you give you incense money, you may not be able to get it.

And the point is, he really needs this kind of chance encounter now.

After all, I've been stuck at the peak of the Sea Viewing Realm for so long, and I've always wanted to try to break through, but it's always too late.

If he could be baptized by the sage's article, he would have an immediate epiphany, maybe he would be able to break through the sea view and enter the Longmen realm in one fell swoop.

If it wasn't for Shen Mu's Flying Sword message that mentioned this, it would be impossible for him to come here.

Thinking of trying his luck, even if Shen Mu lied to him, at least he could continue to investigate the opening location of the cave when he came to Fengjiang.

He also brought the 'tile', but it was sealed in a space object to avoid being spied on.

We're done talking about business.

Shen Mu is going to take Liu Changfeng out for a walk.

It happened that Liu Yan'er came with another handsome female disciple.

The two whispered, as if they were talking about the boudoir.

Well, this is Shen Mu's guess, because when the two of them talked shyly, they always felt a little faintly excited.

At this time, Liu Yan'er saw Shen Mu, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she glared at him.

Shen Mu seemed to have never heard of it, just staring at the snow-white skirt on her chest, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional: "Liu Changfeng, what kind of fabric do you use for the clothes of your Wuliangshan disciples?"

Liu Changfeng didn't bother to expose him.

After all, I am also someone who has been there before, and when he was young, he always just stared at one place like this, but now he is already quiet and inactive, and he has cultivated to the sage.

"It's just an ordinary brocade, but after being blessed by Wuliang Mountain's Taoism, it has the effect of warming in winter and cooling in summer."

"Damn, there are such good things, why don't you get me one?"

Liu Changfeng: "..."

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...

Wenjiang ancestral hall.

Although the weather is getting colder, the rhythm of starting work on the construction site cannot be stopped.

There was no need to work on the field, so Li Tieniu brought fifty strong men over here to build together.

Everyone thought it was not difficult at first, just build a foundation, then put up piles, and build it up bit by bit according to the ordinary house yard method.

But almost everyone was wrong.

Because the goal of building here, or the standard, is to be an academy handpicked by the Palace of Literature and Daoism, with the inheritance of literature and Daoism.

So naturally it cannot be a very common construction method.

Including the choice of some materials, it is also quite particular.

Not to mention Shen Mu, even Cao Zhengxiang was wrong about this.

Originally, the two of them thought that the construction materials did not need to cost a lot of money, but now it seems that is not the case.

And who would have thought that Gu Shouzhi, a scholar, would be more difficult to deal with than ordinary people.

Li Tieniu's stupidity is stubbornness.

And his kind is a super obsessive-compulsive disorder that no one can shake.

At the beginning, he said he was not interested in it, but now, even the wood of a ground pile has to compete with the sunken wood.

Gu Shouzhi stood with his hands behind his back while holding the construction drawings.

Looking over there, Shen Mu walked forward with Liu Changfeng and others wandering around.

"Shen Mu, it's just in time to come, I have to tell you about the academy's problems."

Shen Mu: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)

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