Primordial Era: Reborn as Kunpeng, starting by swallowing the Styx River

Chapter 91, Scattering Beans to Create Soldiers

On the banks of the Jiang River, two quasi-saint level powerhouses faced off, ultimately ending with Guang Chengzi's humiliating defeat.

However, this leader of the Chan Sect did not leave.

"Excellent! Excellent, Xuan Turtle Taoist!"

Guang Chengzi struggled to his feet from the mud, brushed the dust off his Taoist robe, and his eyes flashed with resentful anger.

"In a contest of magic, I may be slightly inferior, but in educating the Human Emperor, the key lies in virtue; it's about who can bring greater blessings to the human race!"

"I refuse to believe that your brute force-bound Northern Darkness lineage can have a deeper foundation than my Jade Void Palace!"

Having said that, Guang Chengzi stopped entangled with the Xuan Turtle and went directly into the Lieshan tribe.

At this time, the Lieshan tribe was facing a huge crisis.

As the population grew, the wild animals around the tribe were hunted to near extinction, and food shortages led to many tribesmen becoming weak and even starving to death.

Although the young Shennong, with his naturally crystal-like stomach, tasted all the surrounding plants and trees and identified many wild vegetables that could fill the human race, it was ultimately a drop in the ocean.

Upon seeing this, Guang Chengzi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"You need not worry, for with this humble Taoist priest here, I will ensure you have enough to eat and wear!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he produced a handful of golden magic beans, chanting, "Scatter beans to create soldiers!"

The golden beans fell to the ground and swelled in the wind, transforming into thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals clad in golden armor and wielding sharp blades!

"Go! Sweep away all obstacles and hunt down demonic beasts for this immortal!"

At a command, thousands of golden-armored warriors charged out of the tribe and headed towards the distant deep mountains and forests.

In less than half a day, they dragged back a mountain of monster corpses, enough to feed the entire tribe for several months.

This is not over yet.

Guang Chengzi then took out a jade bottle and poured out countless fragrant pills.

"This is a fasting pill. Although it is not a magic pill, one pill can keep you from hunger for three days and can also strengthen your body."

Upon seeing this, the tribespeople erupted in thunderous cheers.

"A god! This is truly a god descended to earth!"

"Thank you so much, Immortal Master, for saving my life!"

In an instant, Guang Chengzi's reputation reached its peak in the tribe. Countless people surrounded him and worshipped him. Even the young Shennong looked at the mountain of food with eyes full of admiration and gratitude.

In contrast, Xuan Gui Dao Ren simply stood silently to the side, neither stopping nor speaking, as if he were an outsider.

Beiming, Kunpeng Palace.

Looking through the water mirror at Guang Chengzi's smug expression, Kunpeng curled his lips into a cold, mocking smile.

"idiot."

"Using immortal magic to intervene in mortal affairs may seem to solve the immediate problem, but in reality it is like drinking poison to quench thirst."

He sent out a divine thought that traversed billions of miles of void and landed directly in the Xuan Turtle's sea of ​​consciousness: "Disciple, do not be impatient."

"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime."

"Although the elixir is good, the mortal body cannot withstand it. Long-term use will inevitably lead to dependence, severing the foundation and backbone of the human race's self-improvement."

"Go, and sow the seeds that your teacher has given you."

Lieshan Tribe.

Thanks to Guang Chengzi's "relief," the tribe members did indeed live a period of time without worrying about food and clothing.

However, Xuan Gui Dao Ren did something that no one could understand.

He didn't use any supernatural powers; instead, he cultivated a piece of wasteland outside the tribe like an ordinary old farmer.

Then, he took out a handful of golden seeds and carefully buried them in the soil.

These seeds were cultivated by Kunpeng from the side branches of the Five Elements Fruit Tree in his early years. Although they were not innate, they still contained a trace of the original essence of the Five Grains.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui, what are you doing?" Guang Chengzi approached with his hands behind his back, a hint of mockery on his face. "The tribe has plenty of food now, why bother with such mundane actions?"

The black tortoise simply smiled憨厚ly: "Immortal, your supernatural powers are vast, and I am ashamed to admit my inferiority. I merely grow some flowers and plants to amuse myself."

He did not use magic to induce birth, but instead worked at sunrise and rested at sunset.

He personally taught the young Shennong how to distinguish the changes in the four seasons, how to observe the fertility of the soil, how to draw water from the river for irrigation, and how to drive away pests.

Shennong was naturally drawn to plants, and under the tutelage of this kind and honest elder, he quickly became engrossed in them, forgetting all about Guangchengzi's mysterious magic.

Time passed day by day.

The drawbacks of Guang Chengzi's "giving alms and teaching" began to emerge.

Although those golden-armored deities were powerful, they were ultimately rootless duckweed, and would dissipate once their magical power was exhausted.

And the fasting pill is even more of a poison for ordinary people.

Long-term use has caused many members of the tribe to become weak in their limbs, lethargic, and even lose their ability to reproduce.

Even more frightening is that this life of getting something for nothing fostered laziness among humankind, leading to increasing infighting and internal strife within tribes.

Finally, three months later.

On the land cultivated by Xuan Gui Dao Ren, golden waves of wheat rippled in the wind, and heavy ears of rice bent low.

A bumper harvest!

When the first handful of plump grains is ground into flour and cooked into fragrant rice, the rich aroma originating from the earth instantly awakens the most primal desires of humankind.

They discovered that the food they obtained through their own hard work not only filled their stomachs but also strengthened their bodies and boosted their morale.

Blood, and without any side effects!

At that moment, everyone's gaze changed.

They looked at the dark-clad figure still working diligently on the ridge of the field, then glanced at the one beside him who only distributed pills...

Guang Chengzi, high and mighty.

It's obvious which is better and which is worse!

Shennong, carrying a bowl of rice, ran to the Xuan Turtle, knelt down heavily, and his eyes were filled with the light of profound enlightenment.

"teacher!"

"Disciple understands!"

"What Immortal Guangchengzi gives is charity, a castle in the air, which will only make our human race weaker and weaker, ultimately reducing us to mere appendages of the immortals and gods!"

"And what you taught your disciples was self-reliance, the foundation for all ages, the backbone that truly allows our human race to stand firm on this land!"

"Disciple Lieshan wishes to become your disciple, to learn the great principles of agriculture, and to bring benefits to all people!"

"Boom!"

The Heavenly Dao roared once more.

The title of the Earth Emperor's Army was finally settled at this moment!

Guang Chengzi's face turned deathly pale, as if struck by lightning.

He felt an invisible force of fortune draining away from him and converging on the Xuan Turtle and the distant Northern Sea.

"No—this is impossible—"

He couldn't understand why, despite solving the famine of the human race, he ended up being betrayed and abandoned by everyone.

"Let's go, Immortal Master."

The Taoist Xuangui helped Shennong up, a hint of pity appearing on his honest face: "You'll never understand."

"Humans may be weak, but they will never be humble."

"What they want is not charity, but dignity."