Cultivate Taoism and farm to make peace in the world

Chapter 224 Leisurely and self-satisfied, coercing the ancestors of the family

"Cool~"

After a while, Jiang Xuan, who was covered in hairs all over his body, let out a breath and shook violently twice.

It feels like taking a sip of iced sour plum soup in the dog days, or letting go of the water after a day of holding back.

Among them, it is sour and refreshing, which is not humane.

After being sour, Jiang Xuan frowned again.

"It's cool, it's cool, but the comprehension has not improved much?"

"Or is it because my comprehension is too high now, and the lotus seeds of Nine Color Lotus can no longer serve me well?"

"According to the information obtained before, the lotus has three to nine colors, and it should be able to produce 33 lotus seeds."

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan didn't hesitate, and directly threw the golden lotus seeds in his hand into his mouth.

Unlike white lotus seeds that need to be chewed by themselves, they seem to be chewing ice.

The golden lotus seeds melted in the mouth, turning into streams of condensed air that melted into Jiang Xuan's body.

And what about Jiang Xuan?

It was as if he had soaked in a hot spring in the winter, and there were three soft Confucian girls beside him who were gently kneading, and his whole body suddenly felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

Confirming that this feeling of laziness can be waved away at any time, Jiang Xuan lay down on the recliner as soon as his body relaxed, and fell into a deep sleep staggeringly.

"I haven't slept for a long time. I'm a little tired. Let's sleep for a while."

Nanke Yimeng must wake up eventually, floating life is like a dream is empty.

It is said that dreamers will not remember what happened to them in their dreams.

So Jiang Xuan, who woke up smelling the smell of chicken, didn't know if he was dreaming.

He only knows that the blanket covering his body is soothing, the lotus seeds are excellent as a snack, and the scent from not far away is tempting.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Jiang Yao, who was dressed like a little cook, saw Jiang Xuan opened her eyes, and immediately ran to Jiang Xuan with a small spoon as if offering a treasure:

"Brother, when I came in the morning, I saw that you were still asleep, and those cocks that crowed every day before dawn wanted to crow again."

"I was afraid that they would disturb your sleep, so I asked Xiaobai to chew them all up, and made you a pot of chicken soup to nourish your body."

Xiaobai is the mirage dragon in Yunmeng Lake, because it looks like white jade, so Jiang Yao named him Xiaobai.

Looking at Jiang Yao who was smiling sweetly in front of him, Jiang Xuan rolled his eyes helplessly:

"I thank you."

"No thanks, no thanks, I'm your sister, I should."

Reaching out and tugging at Jiang Yao's tender cheeks, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

My precious little sister is really getting more and more naughty.

"How many chickens were killed?"

"Not many, only 130 seven."

"Not enough for the little tiger to eat."

Hearing about himself, he squatted in front of the stove and gained weight for more than three laps. The little tiger turned his head:

"Xiao Yao'er is talking nonsense, I'm trying to lose weight recently, and I only eat 99 eggs in one meal."

Seeing this, Jiang Xuan couldn't help laughing out with a 'puchi'.

He really has no choice but to take these two live treasures.

Throwing off the blanket, he stood up and came to the stove to pick up the little tiger.

After tugging at the little tiger's plump cheeks, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but said:

"Have you not cultivated well recently? Why have you gained so much weight?"

The monks who have entered the territory, whether they are ascetics, warriors, or mountain spirits and wild monsters.

Except for those with special talents, the figure basically fits the world, and it looks pleasing to the eye.

The reason why the little tiger became fat like this is because too much aura has accumulated in his body, and he didn't have time to refine it.

The little tiger picked up by Jiang Xuan put its front paws on Jiang Xuan's shoulders and stretched, then found a comfortable position in his arms and got down:

"During the day, Xiao Yao'er will either take me outside to buy ingredients, or take me to the deep mountains and old forests to grab ingredients, and sleep a lot at night. How can I have time to practice?"

"Besides, the little fox is fatter than me, why don't you talk about the little fox, my lord."

Hearing the little tiger's confident words, not only Jiang Xuan was startled, but even the little fox, who had been lying on his shoulder and hadn't moved for a long time, stood up and began to crazily scratch the little tiger with howls.

After shaking his head, he left a tiger and a fox for them to play by themselves. Jiang Xuan looked at Lian Shanxue who had just fed the spirit beast, picked it up in his arms, and led a large group of little guys up the mountain:
"Morning Xueer."

Under the early sun, Lian Shanxue showed a bright smile to Jiang Xuan:

"Morning, Brother Jiang."

After saying that, she put the pick on the ground, took out some ingredients, and added them to the chicken pot.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but cast his gaze on Jiang Yao:

"Didn't you say that you made this chicken soup?"

Holding a small spoon, Jiang Yao with her hands behind her back is confident:
"I added the firewood."

After talking arrogantly, Jiang Yao picked up the pick-up, rushed into a group of playful spirit beasts, and became the king of the mountain.

Looking at the scene in front of him of people making soup, children playing, and spirit beasts being cute, Jiang Xuan couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

This kind of leisurely feeling like a wild crane in the clouds is really good.

However, the heart is toward the fields, but there are concerns in the world.

The leisurely time lasted only one morning, and the tail fire tiger guarding the mountain came to Jiang Xuan who was watching the spirit beasts frolicking.

"Master, Xu Luo, the patriarch of the Xu family, came to worship the mountain and said that all the members of the White Lotus Sect have gathered, and now he is waiting in the courtyard at the foot of the mountain."

Hearing Tail Fire Tiger's report, Jiang Xuan immediately frowned.

He remembered the old man Xu Luo clearly.

He had sent his heir before, and wanted to use a beauty trick to seduce himself.

He even targeted his father for the beauty trick at one point, wanting to have multiple girls of his own.

If he hadn't given up on this idea in the end, he would have suffered a few thunders anyway.

But thinking that he came here this time because of the members of the White Lotus Sect, Jiang Xuan thought for a while and separated out a clone, and controlled the clone to walk towards the courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

After a while, when he came to the courtyard, Xu Luo, who was tasting tea, immediately stood up when he saw Jiang Xuan:

"Meet Daoist Jiang."

Looking at Xu Luo who kept his attitude extremely low, Jiang Xuan nodded, and then without speaking, he directly used the power of the formation to move Xu Luo to the place where the White Lotus Sect congregation gathered.

Feeling the terrified emotions exuded by Xu Luo, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but secretly smiled.

It's okay to get off the horse, at least Xu Luo must have been frightened.

Thoughts turned in his mind, Jiang Xuan then turned his attention to the disciples of the White Lotus Sect, and frowned involuntarily.

Seeing Jiang Xuan's displeasure, Xu Luo who was standing beside him hurriedly said:

"There are many fanatics in the White Lotus Sect who are not born mothers. After we brought the White Lotus Sect members here, they secretly linked up with the various forces of the White Lotus Sect and caused a lot of trouble."

"Besides, there are also members of the White Lotus Sect who committed suicide one after another when they learned that the old mother of Wusheng had left them and left Shenzhou, saying that they wanted to go after the old mother of Wusheng."

"Out of desperation, we used secret techniques to put them all into a deep sleep."

"Don't worry, Daoist, our secret techniques are harmless, and we guarantee that they won't cause any problems."

Jiang Xuan nodded after learning what was going on, and then first sent a message to Jiang Wen, and then stepped lightly, and the figures of Baidao appeared in midair out of thin air.

After splitting into a hundred clones, Jiang Xuan did not hesitate to control the clones and came to the heads of the people.

After each avatar had chosen his own target, he pressed down with one hand again, using his supernatural powers.

There is no roar of dragons and tigers, and no golden lotus falling from the sky.

After a press, there seemed to be no strangeness in the world.

But the lotus flower between the eyebrows of the millions of White Lotus Sect members chosen by Jiang Xuan's avatar shrank into a lotus seed, and disappeared as if melting after a while, turning into the original essence and blending into the bodies of the people.

With the incorporation of the essence, the aura of those who were originally practitioners became stronger.

And this increased aura is extremely stable, without any sense of vanity.

If they had never practiced, the common people would not benefit as much as monks, but it would still be enough to keep them free from disease and disaster for more than ten years, or even decades.

About two quarters of an hour later, all the white lotuses between the eyebrows of the Million White Lotus Sect members were completely dissolved.

Jiang Xuan put away his magical powers and was about to untie the white lotus between the eyebrows for the second group of congregants, but suddenly paused again.

There are both good and bad people in the White Lotus Sect.

Desperate, they are still ordinary people after joining the religion, and there are quite a few people with conscience.

But other than that, there are also many people who use the power of the White Lotus Sect to do evil.

Thinking of this, the eyes of Jiang Xuan's clones suddenly darkened, and then the endless nightmare energy suddenly erupted from Jiang Xuan's body and fell on millions of people.

"Kill, kill, kill."

"Silent old mother, God loves the world."

"Little lady, you can call, your husband is outside, but he can't come in."

"Mother, the child has avenged you."

The endless noise suddenly came from the mouths of those White Lotus Cultists after the Nightmare Qi fell.

When Jiang Xuan saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning.

Of the millions of White Lotus followers, at least [-]% have committed crimes.

Or stealing and pickpocketing, or cutting the path to attack people, or taking advantage of the situation to force people, or filling their private pockets.

All in all, the evil in the world seems to be seen in these people.

As if aware of Jiang Xuan's hesitation, the Patriarch of the Wang family who had just come over couldn't help but said:

"Master Daoist, as the saying goes, you don't blame the people, as long as the people of the White Lotus Sect can change their past mistakes, maybe you don't need to worry so much?"

Glancing at Wang Fei, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but see a glint of darkness flashing through his eyes.

"According to what you say, how is that different from the Buddhist saying that you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately?"

After choking on Wang Fei, Jiang Xuan then looked at Jiang Wen who was hurrying and finally reached the scene:

"Send soldiers and servants to take away the white lotus cult members who are glowing red, no matter they are men, women or children."

"In addition, the more evil you do, the more red light you will have on your body. If the red light turns black and purple, then you can basically get Fa-rectification on the spot."

"Also, petty thieves are sent to the mine to be reformed through labor, and the murderer pays with his life."

"But if the reason for killing is to avenge parents, children, wives and children, and they have done no evil other than revenge, then they are not guilty."

Hearing this, Jiang Wen immediately nodded his head in agreement, and then said:

"What if it is because you want to save your parents, wife and children to steal, rob, or even kill?

Jiang Xuan immediately replied:

"Do unto others, do not impose on others."

"The thief digs coal, and the same goes for the one who robs without hurting anyone. If he kills, he will pay for his life."

"Of course, if what they robbed and killed were bandits and rich businessmen, then it's as if your brother didn't say the above sentence."

Jiang Wen nodded again when he heard the words, "Understood, brother."

"But I don't have enough manpower, even if I borrow my classmates and master from the academy, it's far from enough."

As soon as Jiang Wen's words fell, Wang Fei, who had just slapped the horse's ass on the horse's leg, immediately said:

"My royal family is willing to send three hundred cultivators, seven hundred cultural cultivators, two thousand military cultivators, and two thousand military cultivators to be dispatched by the Master."

As soon as Wang Fei finished speaking, other families followed suit:

"My Xu family is willing to send Wenxiu [-] and Bingxiu [-] for my master to dispatch."

"My Bai family has [-] soldiers who have entered the army, all of them are masters above the second level, and they can belong to the Tiandi Academy."

Glancing at the ancestor of the aristocratic family who was getting more and more talkative, Jiang Xuan couldn't help feeling secretly.

This is because the situation is inferior to others.

After sighing with emotion, Jiang Xuan just wanted to untie the white lotus between the brows of the second group of people, when suddenly he heard someone say again.

"In Zhao and Song Dynasties, there was one Taoist cultivator of the six realms, one thousand cultivators of Daoism, one Confucian cultivator of the six realms, four thousand Confucian scholars, one warrior of the six realms, five thousand warriors, one soldier of the six realms, fifty thousand warriors, and sent by the Shenxiao sect. .”

As Zhao Guangzeng's voice fell, the originally noisy midair suddenly fell into silence.

Even the patriarchs of the other aristocratic families did not expect that the Zhao family would be willing to use such knowledge to surrender.

But Jiang Xuan's attention was on the first two words Zhao Guangzeng said.

"Zhao Song, which Zhao Song?"

Hearing Jiang Xuan's question, Zhao Guangzeng clasped his fists and bowed to Jiang Xuan:
"Zhao Guangzeng, the No.20 ninth grandson of Huizong, has met Daoist Jiang of the Shenxiao School."

As soon as he heard the word Huizong, Jiang Xuan had already moved away from Zhao Guangzeng, stood aside and looked at him with a complicated expression.

The Shenxiao School and the Song Dynasty, or Song Huizong, can be said to be inseparable words.

The two ancestors of the Shenxiao School, Chong and his son Wang Wenqing, and Mr. Yuan Miao's Lin Lingsu, both served as officials under Song Huizong.

In addition, Huizong proclaimed himself "the leader of Taoism, the emperor of Taoism", and even followed Lin Lingsu's words, and issued a decree for monks to be bearded, wear Taoist robes, and call themselves poor Taoists.

All in all, the Shenxiao faction has a very close relationship with Zhao Song, especially Song Huizong Zhao Ji.

But others say it, but whether it is true or not, we have to forget it.

After a while, Jiang Xuan stopped the hand formula, and the complexion on his face became even more complicated.

Zhao Guangzeng really didn't lie.

He is indeed Huizong's No. 20 ninth grandson. Although it is only a collateral line, he is not fake.

At this point, Jiang Xuan let out a sigh of relief, then waved his whisk, and replied to Zhao Guangzeng:

"Jiang Daoxuan, the second generation disciple of Shenxiao Sect, has met Patriarch Zhao."

Seeing Jiang Xuan return the gift, Zhao Guangzeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He guessed right.

The Shenxiao faction is nostalgic enough.

As Zhao Guangzeng breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Luo, Wang Fei and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

The meaning in their eyes is obvious, that is, 'be humble and exhausted, not as good as others'.

Zhao Guangzeng ignored Xu Luo and the others.

After seeing Jiang Xuan recognized his identity, he saluted Jiang Xuan again:
"This time four six-level disciples and [-] disciples are sent by the noble sect. In fact, Zhao still has something to ask the noble sect."

Jiang Xuan nodded upon hearing the words.

These aristocratic families wanted something from him, he had already guessed it.

He probably knows what to ask for himself.

So he directly signaled Zhao Guangzeng to speak.

When Zhao Guangzeng saw Jiang Xuan's appearance, he also thought about it:

"I also ask the Taoist priest to know that before the Heavenly Master's Dao caused chaos in China, countless city gods' lands were controlled by the Heavenly Master's way of restraining the gods and dispatching generals, and finally fell into the netherworld."

"Many of these city god's lands are my siblings and friends."

"So I would like to ask your faction, can you release my family and me back to the world of mortals?"

After hearing what Zhao Guangzeng said, Jiang Xuan nodded slightly.

What Zhao Guangzeng said was not what he expected.

And he knew even better that after returning to those City God's lands, it was time to talk about the issue of the City God's lands being kept.

This is a division of interests.

For Jiang Xuan, the love of the ancestors must be recognized.

But for the current interests, we have to fight.

So he responded very simply:
"The Zhao family has an old relationship with my Shenxiao sect. Now I ask the poor Taoist priest for the land, and the poor Taoist priest will naturally let the Fengdu ghosts and gods release the Zhao family's land to the Yang world."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xuan saw that all the ancestors of other aristocratic families were moved, and then he said:

"However, the position of the land is limited and weighty, and those with virtue should live there."

"Before, the Heavenly Master Dao made great efforts to confer gods, and even conferred some disciples who caused disasters in the village as righteous gods."

"This is a big mistake."

During the conversation, seeing that the faces of the ancestors of these families all became serious, he changed his voice again:
"So, Pindao feels that the Zhao family's former land needs to be cut off by one level."

"After returning to the yang world, the government city god will be the county town god, the county town god will be the town land, and the town land will be the village land."

"As for the land in the village, other villages will be leveled."

"Afterwards, according to the function of the land, the capable will go up and the mediocre will go down. If you can't even protect a village, the place of the land will be cut off."

Seeing Jiang Xuan say these words with a deadpan face, especially after accentuating the word Zhao's family, Zhao Guangzeng immediately complied.

"The capable go up and the mediocre go down, as it should be."

"My Zhao family is willing to obey the decree of Shenxiao."

As soon as Zhao Guangzeng finished speaking, most of the patriarchs of the aristocratic families looked at each other, as if they had thought of something, they all showed helplessness.

But helplessness is helplessness, but they still spoke with a little luck:

"We are also willing to obey the decree of Shenxiao."

Seeing that the ancestors of these aristocratic families were willing to obey orders, Jiang Xuan was not happy.

This is different from what he discussed with his ancestors before.

So he lowered his eyebrows and said in a cold voice:

"You guys are thinking too much."

"What Pindao said just now was just talking too much to the Zhao family."

"If you want your family to become gods, relatives and friends Guiyang, naturally you can."

"However, all the land and positions are cut off by two ranks, and the government city god becomes the land of the town, and the rest are all the land of the village."

As soon as Jiang Xuan finished speaking, Xu Luo and Wang Fei immediately looked at each other, and then smiled wryly.

They knew something was wrong after hearing what Jiang Xuan said just now, but they really guessed it.

But the situation is stronger than others, and now that the Shenxiao faction has become a big trend, what other choice do they have besides accepting their fate?

But before they opened their mouths to agree, some people did not go astray:

"Isn't it said that the land only goes up to the capable, down to the mediocre, and to the virtuous?"

"Why is his Zhao family's land only reduced by one level?"

Looking up at the person who made the sound, Jiang Xuan suddenly sneered:
"My Shenxiao faction says that the Zhao family has virtue, so his Zhao family has virtue."

"Why, my Shenxiao faction hasn't taken action against small forces in the past few years, so have you forgotten my methods?"

"Pindao said that the Zhao family is virtuous and can occupy a high position, do you think so?"

As soon as the words fell, the phantoms of the four images and five luminaries appeared behind Jiang Xuan, and the overbearing aura oppressed the world into silence.

(End of this chapter)