Cultivate Taoism and farm to make peace in the world

Chapter 170

When Jing Ji was still thinking about moving, a figure suddenly appeared beside Jiang Xuan.

Seeing the figure suddenly appearing beside him, Jiang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then asked curiously:
"Master, didn't you say you had something to do two days ago, why did you come to my bamboo mountain today?"

Ye Jing glanced at Jiang Xuan unhappily when he heard the words:
"You are my apprentice. I can't come and see you making such a big noise over there."

After the words fell, Ye Jing stretched out his hand and plucked it in front of Jiang Xuan.

A moment later, an illusory incense copper coin appeared in his hand.

Tossing the copper coin in his hand, he asked with some doubts:
"Didn't you say that you brought those foreign barbarians here to study so-called science? Why did you suddenly engage in incense and belief?"

"With your talent, it is possible to peek at the realm above supernatural powers and achieve that unprecedented feat. Do you need to think about the future now?"

"If you really want to calculate, can't you wait until your time is approaching?"

"Or are you planning to make your parents and Yao soldiers under you into gods?"

Seeing Ye Jing stretch out his hand to make a virtual gesture, showing a hair-thick gap between his index finger and thumb, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but sigh:
"Master, do you believe me when I say it was all an accident?"

Seeing that he was still listening to your sophistry, Jiang Xuan explained, "All this is really an accident."

"In foreign countries other than Ming Dynasty, the extraordinary power is controlled by the so-called royal family, nobles, and the Holy See."

"In order to stabilize their rule, these people artificially set up a shackle on the extraordinary power, publicizing that this is the power of the gods and noble blood, and only those who are recognized by the gods and noble blood can have access to this power."

"No matter how much money an ordinary person in Fanbang has, it is difficult to get in touch with extraordinary power. Even if they do, they will be classified as demons and liches, and they will be beaten and killed."

"The same goes for these scientists."

"They have never seen extraordinary power in this life. When they see their disciples rising from the ground, they naturally think that this is something that gods can do."

"In addition, there is advocating the belief in gods, so it is only after being led by the first person that there are all disciples of faith."

Ye Jing showed a dazed expression when he heard the words, and then changed his voice:

"What's the matter with starting a city from the ground?"

"That place covers an area of ​​36 hills. Although they are all small hills, even if you are a teacher, you can't do it even if you step into the realm of supernatural powers."

"how did you do it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan suddenly laughed:
"Master, although you can't pull out a city like your disciples, it's not difficult to destroy it, or even destroy an area ten times larger?"

Seeing Ye Jing's head, Jiang Xuan immediately said:

"This is the so-called specialization in the art industry."

"Master, you enter the Dao with thunder, and thunder is fierce. Naturally, you are not as familiar with these delicate tasks as construction."

Ye Jing was silent again after hearing the words.

It took him a long time before he said, "Have you realized the Dao of Tu Xing?"

"No, I also saw iron bars in those houses, and you also comprehended the golden road?"

Jiang Xuan chuckled:
"Master, you can guess boldly."

After the words fell, Jiang Xuan stretched five fingers in front of Ye Jing, "For example, the five elements?"

Seeing that his cheap master fell into a state of silence and absent-mindedness again, Jiang Xuan thought about it, but still didn't take out the "Leilu" he drew.

He was afraid that his master would be hit too hard all at once.

Take your time, there will be opportunities in the future.

While the thoughts in his heart were turning, Ye Jing asked again:

"Why did you fool those scientists here? To study so-called science?"

"The things they research will be paid up, and there are backups in the door."

"If you want to see it, just ask the door directly. Why do you have to travel all the way to find someone?"

"A disciple naturally has the idea of ​​a disciple."

Ye Jing didn't understand the prospect of science, but Jiang Xuan had to understand it.

In his view, the destructive power that technology can achieve is not weaker than that of monks.

Not to mention all kinds of imaginary technology, the destructive power shown by the "little boy" and "fat man" who exploded on Wajima in their previous lives far surpassed that of ordinary monks in the four realms.

This is still their equivalent.

If the equivalence is enough, the destructive power displayed should not be lower than that of monks of the fifth level, or even the sixth level.

The crazy thing is that this thing can still be mass-produced.

And monks, even those warriors who can be promoted all the way to the fifth realm by relying on great medicine, will have to practice for many years if they want to reach the fifth realm.

And in order to have the power to resist the monks, mushrooms will undoubtedly be researched in the west of this world.

But the way of science and technology is also the way, since it has sprouted, there is no need to kill it.

But although it doesn't kill it, it's more reassuring to keep some things in your own hands.

So Jiang Xuan expressed his plan:

"Master, now those foreign countries have created something, and then they will offer these things."

"But the disciples feel that this is not acceptable."

"The disciples think that what we have, what we give them, and then they can have something."

"The initiative should be in our hands."

Looking at Jiang Xuan in surprise, Ye Jing couldn't help asking, "Are you very optimistic about the so-called technology?"

"The disciple is very optimistic."

Jiang Xuan didn't say the reason, but he believed that his master would support him.

The result was not as Jiang Xuan expected.

Seeing that Jiang Xuan made up his mind to develop technology, Ye Jing didn't say anything, he just told Jiang Xuan not to underestimate his cultivation and don't waste everything, and then he left Zhushan after giving some instructions.

Not long after Ye Jing left, the little tiger came to the mountain in a flash.

Then he sniffed east and west, and finally floated to Jiang Xuan's side:

"Little master, has the master been here?"

"He must have been here, right? I can already smell his breath."

Looking at the little tiger with a slumped face, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but hugged him into his arms and smoothed his fur:
"Your master, the big master, and the old master have something to do, it's very important."

"So your master won't have time to visit you until July [-]th."

Hearing what Jiang Xuan said, the little tiger's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Really?"

"real."

Jiang Xuan nodded firmly.

"I can rest assured that."

The little tiger rubbed Jiang Xuan's hand:
"Master hasn't come to see me for so long, I thought he didn't want me anymore."

Jiang Xuan didn't speak, just scratched the little tiger's chin.

After a long time, seeing that Jiang Yao, who was almost inseparable from the little tiger, did not catch up, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but curiously said:
"Where's my sister?"

"Aren't you playing together? Why didn't you bring her with you when you came here?"

The little tiger was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately flew out of Jiang Xuan's arms:
"It's over, I'm playing hide-and-seek with Xiao Yaoer, if Xiao Yaoer doesn't find me for too long, she will cry."

"She cried for a long time last time."

"Master, I'm going first."

Seeing the little tiger rushing down the mountain again, Jiang Xuan let out a laugh and then walked down the mountain.

It's just that the little tiger went to the back mountain of Zhushan Mountain, in the direction of Cangwu Mountain Range.

And Jiang Xuan is just walking to the front mountain.

Stopping along the road repaired by Tuyao soldiers, when Jiang Xuan came to a village full of ginkgo trees, the time had come to enter the curtain.

Looking up at the setting sun on the horizon, and then at the golden ginkgo trees all over the village, Jiang Xuan immediately turned his attention to the figure who was drinking alone at the entrance of the village:

"Fellow Daoist Shen is really in a good mood to drink alone under the tree at the entrance of the village."

Shen Xuzi sighed when he heard the words:

"I don't want to either, but if something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and I can't leave."

After saying that, he took out another wine glass and filled it up, and motioned to Jiang Xuan.

He reached out to take the wine glass in Shen Xuzi's hand and drank it all. Looking at the golden leaves on the ginkgo tree, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but nodded:

"In Sixi County, the apricot leaves usually turn yellow in November. Now that July is still very hot, the apricot leaves turn yellow like this. It is indeed abnormal."

Having said that, Jiang Xuan turned his attention to Shen Xuzi again:
"You can stay in Ginkgo Village, fellow Taoist, it's not that you can't leave."

Shen Xuzi laughed and didn't explain.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuan couldn't help asking:
"This ginkgo leaf has also turned yellow for almost half a month, fellow daoists, have you found anything?"

Shen Xuzi nodded:
"The ginkgo trees in this ginkgo village have turned yellow for no reason 5 times, 17 years ago, seven years ago, the year before last, and twice this year."

"As for whether there is any abnormality when the ginkgo leaves should be yellow, then I don't know."

"It's just that the previous few times it was yellow for a day or two before returning to its original state, but now it's been yellow for half a month."

Stretching out his hand to pick off an apricot leaf that fell in the wind, Shen Xuzi exhaled and said:

"Although the apricot leaves turned yellow a few times ago, they did not fall."

"This time, apart from the fact that the apricot leaves turned yellow much longer than the previous few times, the apricot leaves also started to fall."

"I can feel that the state of these apricot trees seems to have really come to winter, and they are really ready to lose all their leaves."

Stopping a piece of ginkgo leaf falling towards the wine glass and holding it in front of him, looking at the apricot leaf like a golden fan, Jiang Xuan showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes:
"Other than that? Fellow Daoist, do you have any other discoveries?"

"Naturally there is."

Putting away his glass of wine with a flick of his sleeves, Shen Xuzi immediately stood up holding the lantern.

"I found that every time the ginkgo withered and turned yellow, it seemed to be related to the old lady of the Huang family."

"Every time the old lady of Huang's family gets seriously ill, these ginkgo trees will become extremely withered and yellow."

"It's just that after looking at it, the old lady of the Huang family is just an ordinary person, there is nothing special about it."

"So fellow daoist, do you want to go and have a look?"

Looking at Shen Xuzi who said he was asking a question but was already walking towards the village with a lantern, Jiang Xuan smiled helplessly:
"You have already led the way ahead, and you asked me if I want to go and have a look, isn't it superfluous?"

Shen Xuzi also laughed when he heard the words:

"It seems to be a bit unnecessary."

Walked into the village while laughing and talking.

Not long after, Jiang Xuan saw a yard that was slightly larger than other yards in the village.

Stepping on the golden ginkgo leaves and approaching the yard, Jiang Xuan could clearly feel that the closer he was to the yard, the thicker the ginkgo leaves piled up under his feet.

It is strange that although the apricot leaves underground are piled up thickly, the apricot leaves on the tree have no signs of withering.

It seems that these apricot leaves are extra for no reason.

"This is the yard where the old lady of the Huang family lives."

Shen Xuzi led Jiang Xuan to the familiar way, pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard. The next moment, three men with red eyes greeted him.

"Daoist Shen, are you here? Who is this?"

"This is a poor friend of mine. I came here to check after hearing about your village and Lingtang."

Hearing what Shen Xuzi said, the three of them were about to kneel down, but they were stopped by Jiang Xuan and the others.

"Troubled the Taoist priest to come to the humble house many times because of my mother's affairs, and the three brothers and I..."

After waving his hands to signal that there is no need to be polite, Jiang Xuan then entered the house with Shen Xuzi, and found the old lady of the Huang family in the house.

Walking through the path made by the old lady's grandchildren, and walking to the bed and seeing the old lady of Huang's family for the first time, Jiang Xuan frowned immediately, and then looked at each other with Shen Xuzi.

"Friend Daoist, but what did you see?"

Hearing Shen Xuzi's voice transmission inquiry, Jiang Xuan looked at the bony old man on the bed and nodded:

"If Pindao is not mistaken, the old lady of the Huang family has died a long time ago. At this moment, she is just holding on with one breath."

"Whenever the anger dies, the person will leave."

Shen Xuzi followed and nodded:

"The old lady was like this when I came here, and she is still like this now."

"That's the tone, she lasted at least seven days."

"If I keep going, I'm afraid that she will turn into a dead body."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but look at Mrs. Huang's eldest son:

"Do you know about your mother's situation?"

Huang Ya nodded with red eyes:

"I have called many doctors to see it, and the doctors said that my mother is hanging on her breath now."

"The doctor also said that my mother had already run out of fuel, and it was a miracle that she could survive until now, but every moment she was lying on the bed, my mother was suffering."

Having said that, he touched the corner of his eyes again:

"The doctor said, it's better to let her go down earlier."

Feeling the sadness that didn't seem to be fake, Jiang Xuan asked again after thinking about it:
"What do you think?"

Huang Ya opened his mouth and didn't speak, but Jiang Xuan already knew it.

So without waiting for his reply, after taking a strand of old lady Huang's hair, she greeted Shen Xuzi and walked outside the house.

"Fellow Daoist has a solution?"

When he came outside, Shen Xuzi couldn't help looking at Jiang Xuan curiously.

As soon as his words fell, the eyes of the three Huangya brothers who followed behind the two of them raised expectations.

Jiang Xuan nodded slightly, "It is possible, and it should be possible."

"It's just that what I did may be different from what you think."

After seeing Mrs. Huang, he used "Number of Stars" to calculate.

So he knew the cause and effect, he also knew why Mrs. Huang kept such a low tone, and he also knew why the ginkgo leaves turned yellow.

Everything can only be said as "love", and there are indeed infinite possibilities.

While thinking, Jiang Xuan led the crowd to the dry well outside the yard, looked at the moon in the east and the sunset in the west, and nodded.

"The time is just right."

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand to pick up the strand of white hair and drew it out of thin air in front of him.

"There are nine heavens above, and nine secluded places below;

The soul ascends to the nine heavens, and the spirit passes through Zhuling;
The order of the divine talisman, general notice to Fengdu;
Yilong welcomes and extradites Huangquan;
The soul is back~"

After finishing speaking, suddenly there was a gust of wind for no reason, rolling up golden apricot leaves all over the sky.

There are black clouds in the sky with low pressure for no reason, which makes people feel depressed for no reason.

With the sound of water gushing from the dry well, Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Xuzi:

"Use the light."

A flash of understanding flashed in Shen Xuzi's eyes, and then lightly shook the lantern in his hand.

The next moment, the sky and the earth became pitch black, but the thousand-meter land around the small courtyard was as bright as day under the light.

"The darkness is bright and dark, who can do it to the extreme;

The light is a guide, why don't you come back? "

Jiang Xuan's words fell, and the bone-eating wind gushed out from the dry well.

Pale arms protruded from the well, picked up wisps of dim yellow well water and pushed it to the edge of the well, the veins on the hands were bulging, as if struggling to get out of the miserable place and come to this prosperous place. Yang world.

"Humph."

Before the three brothers of the Huang family could express their panic, another cold snort came from the bottom of the well.

With the sound of a cold snort, those arms also turned into blue smoke and lingered on the well.

After another moment, a slightly illusory figure wearing a Confucian robe took shape in the green smoke. After looking around nostalgicly, he bowed to Jiang Xuan and Shen Xuzi, and made a deep salute.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuan and Shen Xuzi looked at each other with a smile and moved away, revealing the yard full of apricot leaves behind them.

It also revealed the little figure sitting on the threshold wearing a big padded jacket and braided shofars, looking forward to it.

Like the figure in the Confucian robe that appeared on the well, that small figure also stood at attention and had an illusory figure.

Seeing Jiang Xuan and the others get out of the way, Inoue Yingying saluted them again, then nodded to the three brothers of the Huang family and walked towards the yard.

When he landed, the apricot leaves all over the ground circled and danced with him, turning the sky and the earth into a golden color.

The moment he walked into the yard, the little figure who was sitting on the threshold immediately stood up with a big smile on his face.

Even though there was no sound at the moment, Jiang Xuan still seemed to hear joyous laughter ringing in his ears.

The young child pulls his clothes and asks: Why is it too late to come back?
Who will fight for the years and win the sideburns?
Family love is always one of the most beautiful things in this world.

Seeing two figures, one big and one small holding hands, and watching them return to the well with a sky full of apricot leaves, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but wave his whisk:

"Since the yang affairs are over, it's better to return to the netherworld as soon as possible."

As his words fell, the figure in the Confucian robe bowed to him again, and the little girl who was holding his hand waved to him.

Not long after, the rising sun from the east broke through the dark mist, and amidst the sound of trickling water, the two figures on the dry well also disappeared.

Only one blue Bana flower was left swaying by the well.

Reaching out to pick off the blue "ideal" flower, Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment before looking at Shen Xuzi.

But Shen Xuzi seemed unable to see the flower in Jiang Xuan's hand.

"Why are fellow daoists looking at me with this expression?"

Seeing that the doubts emanating from Shen Xuzi did not seem to be fake, Jiang Xuan felt puzzled:

"Fellow Daoist, can't you see the blue Bana flower in my hand?"

Glancing at Jiang Xuan's hand, Shen Xuzi then shook his head:
"can not see."

Looking down at the "ideal" flower swaying in the morning sun, Jiang Xuan thoughtfully put it away, then took out a yang bead, crushed it, and sent the yang energy to the three brothers of the Huang family.

Ordinary people see Yin and Ming, and their later life will not be more than nine.

Huang Quan Yinming was brought up by himself, so Jiang Xuan naturally wouldn't just pat his butt and leave.

With the yang energy entering their bodies, the three brothers of the Huang family finally came back to their senses after being stunned.

"Dao Daochang, it was just now"

Seeing that several people were hesitating and unable to speak, Jiang Xuan continued their words:

"Your grandfather came up just now."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the room hurried out.

"Father, it's not good, grandma, grandma, her."

Before the words were finished, the three brothers of the Huang family ran towards the house without looking back.

After a while, there was the sound of crying in the house.

When the crying stopped and the Huang family brothers went out again, what Taoists were there outside?
(End of this chapter)