You, a tyrannical ruler, roam the heavens; you cannot understand my joy.

Early morning, Yangxin Hall.

[Missed the morning court session; internal strength +6.]

[Enchanted by beautiful women, internal strength +3.]

[Colluding with the demonic path, Demonic Heart +5.]

[Excessive indulgence in lust, bonus reward: Cultivation +5299.]

[Digging your own grave, bonus reward: Charm skill +50.]

[Leading a rebellion, utterly absurd, Dao Enlightenment +2.]

[Reusing a wicked concubine can bring ruin to a country; calligraphy +10, painting +10, chess +10, musical instrument skills +10.]

"So many?"

Lu Zuo looked at the cultivation level figures before him and paused slightly, "That's not right."

In the past, when I asked Zhang Lihua, Li Qingmei, Bi Xiuxin, and Fan Qinghui to do things for me, I only got a little over three thousand yuan.

But today...

Among these women, has any of them improved their cultivation level?

Lu Zuo narrowed his eyes slightly, instantly thinking of Consort Wan, Li Qingmei.

Of all the people, she was the only one he couldn't see through, and he didn't know her true background.

"I should find some time to confront this Consort Wan..."

Muttering something under his breath, Lu Zuo gave his cheat system the instruction: "Add all your cultivation to the Thousand Blade Flowing Slash Technique."

[Consuming 1121 cultivation points, the Thousand Blade Flowing Slash Technique has reached its ninth level of perfection.]

As the notification sound faded, Lu Zuo felt a cool energy welling up in his dantian, which quickly circulated through his limbs and meridians.

At the same time, he clearly sensed that the internal energy circulating within his body had suddenly become several times stronger, and its flow was smoother and more continuous.

And the muscles and bones throughout the body seemed to be gently combed by a warm force, slightly warm, exuding a sense of solidity ready to be unleashed.

"call……"

"I have finally mastered the entire Thousand Blade Flow Slash Technique."

During this month, Lu Zuo gained more than 3,000 cultivation points every day in the Tang Dynasty world.

In the Qin Dynasty world, the average daily amount was seven or eight thousand.

During this period, more than twenty small temples near Jiankang City were also shut down, resulting in an additional cost of over two hundred thousand.

However, the last two levels of the Thousand Blade Flow Slash Technique consumed too much energy, requiring more than two million points to reach the perfect mastery.

"The Yin Meridian Eight Curses and the Yang Meridian Eight Curses don't significantly boost combat power..."

"Let's practice the Five Elements Yin-Yang Technique first."

With this in mind, Lu Zuo continued to issue instructions: "Add your cultivation to the Yuan Magnetic Golden Light."

[Consuming 4178 cultivation points, the Yuan Magnetic Golden Light has increased to 4179/1000000.]

The Yuan Magnetic Golden Light is not simply about releasing a special energy to manipulate metals.

It can also draw upon the original metallic energy from metal and stone, and transform it for its own use.

It can not only imbue other martial arts with an invincible sharpness, but also nourish oneself and continuously temper the five internal organs.

According to the Yin-Yang school's theory of the correspondence between heaven and man, the five internal organs of the human body correspond to the five elements. Cultivating the art of the five elements and Yin-Yang can stimulate the latent power of the five elements within the body, resulting in a variety of mysterious effects.

Metal, associated with the element of metal (representing metal), corresponds to the lungs and governs killing and warfare.

The metal energy tempers the lungs, and every breath carries a hidden edge.

The deeper one's cultivation, the more ferocious one's attacks become, with each move carrying a chilling aura, defeating the enemy in an instant.

The curves and straightness of wood correspond to the liver, which governs vitality.

Wood nourishes the liver, ensuring a continuous flow of vitality.

It can not only prolong life and heal internal and external injuries, but also endow the body with powerful self-healing abilities in times of crisis.

Water flows downwards, corresponding to the kidneys, and governs internal energy.

Water vapor returns to the kidneys, just as rivers and seas embrace all streams.

It can continuously refine and increase internal strength. When cultivated to perfection, the true qi circulates like a surging river, endless and virtually inexhaustible.

The fire element, associated with the heart, governs anger.

A fiery temper, usually hidden, can ignite potential once emotions run high and anger rises, causing a sudden surge in combat power, as if divinely aided.

The earth element, associated with agriculture, corresponds to the spleen and governs defense.

Earth nourishes the spleen, and its weight sustains all things.

As cultivation deepens, the aura around the body gradually becomes as stable and solid as the earth, and the defensive power of the physical body and the qi also increases layer by layer.

"Let's try the effect of the magnetic golden light first."

Lu Zuo slowly opened his palm, and as his thoughts flowed, a ray of dazzling, almost tangible golden light rose from his palm.

The light was condensed and did not dissipate, sharp and compelling; it was the sharp golden energy condensed from the primordial magnetic golden light.

Immediately, he took out the Demon Blade Thousand Blades and gently guided the wisp of golden energy in his palm towards the blade.

Golden light flowed in like mercury, and the Demon Blade Thousand Blades trembled slightly. The azure light that had been flowing on the blade seemed to be ignited, suddenly becoming several degrees brighter, with faint golden threads moving within it.

A chilling aura of blade energy then spread out, adding a sharp, unparalleled edge compared to the past, capable of cutting through metal and jade, and defending against anything.

"not bad."

Lu Zuo stood up, sheathed his sword, threw it into his personal space, and then took out the mother-child teleportation pendant to head to Nantong.

.......

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed.

Lu Zuo instantly traveled thousands of miles, from Jiankang City to the bedroom of the Nantong Prefectural Governor's Mansion.

He had just stepped out of the room and left the back hall when he saw Shen Luoyan walking towards him from a distance with a gloomy expression.

"grown ups."

Upon seeing Lu Zuo, she quickened her pace, stopping a few feet beside him. Her tone was grave as she said, "I have just received news."

"Master Wangzheng of Zhisheng Buddhist Temple has arrived in Qingheng Dreamland and is currently rallying Buddhist masters from all over the world with Venerable Qingheng to come and demand an explanation from you, sir."

Exclusive! An exclusive interview about his mental illness showing signs of improvement, and behind-the-scenes details of the creation of "Wandering the Heavens as a Tyrant, You Don't Understand My Joy," available only. Lu Zuo chuckled lightly: "Forget about fighting?"

"Let's leave that aside for now. How's the farmland in Nantong? What's the estimated grain yield of the newly reclaimed land a year from now?"

Shen Luoyan pondered for a moment: "Your Excellency, the newly reclaimed land requires a large amount of base fertilizer, and the estimated yield per mu is only between one and two shi."

"Assuming that one million mu of new land will be reclaimed next year, and that the weather is favorable with no major disasters or calamities."

"The amount of grain obtained is between 1.8 million and 2 million shi, and with the existing cultivated land, it is about 3.5 million shi."

"This is more than three times the total grain production of Nantong last year!"

"If we calculate that each person consumes an average of six shi (a unit of dry measure) of grain per year, the grain produced by Nantong alone could support a population of 580,000!"

"This does not yet take into account the benefits from terraced fields, livestock breeding, vegetable gardens, and pond fish."

"In another year, we will be able to produce about 5.2 million shi of grain, enough to feed more than 800,000 people!"

That's a bit too little...

What Shen Luoyan said was only a conservative estimate; the actual number should be more.

But in Lu Zuo's eyes, this was far from enough!

After all, one shi (石) of grain only amounts to thirty kilograms...

We need to develop ammonia fertilizer as soon as possible, and we also need to find some high-yield crops.

Ammonia fertilizer is the only fertilizer that Lu Zuo can currently produce.

The reason is simple: the process is straightforward, and with the advanced technology of Qin's Moon, it's perfectly feasible to produce it.

Simply dissolve copper sulfate or ferrous sulfate in a ceramic pot, bring it to a boil, and then pipe the gas produced during coking into a large vat containing the copper sulfate solution.

These gases contain a small amount of ammonia. When the ammonia comes into contact with dilute sulfuric acid containing copper sulfate pentahydrate and ferrous sulfate, a chemical reaction occurs, forming ammonium sulfate.

After that, ammonium sulfate can be evaporated or burned to obtain ammonia fertilizer.

This is why Lu Zuo was determined to obtain the Shangjun County of Qin.

But there's a problem here.

His personal space is only ten cubic meters, making it too difficult to transport things around.

Ideally, a coal mine should be found within the territory of Chen, but Lu Zuo's pitiful geographical knowledge meant he had no idea where there were coal mines in the south.

The only place I know about is Shangjun, which is only because Shenmu in Shaanxi is too famous.

"Never mind, I'll think about it later."

Thinking to himself, Lu Zuo decided to go to the Qin's Moon world the day after tomorrow to see how things were progressing in Shangjun...

Once we've finished dealing with things in Nantong, we'll have to start suppressing Buddhism and developing things in Dongyang.

Just then, a series of noisy footsteps suddenly came from afar.

Lu Zuo looked up and saw Yin Judge Yang Zhao and Yang Judge Yang Ming leading more than twenty people from a distance.

These people walked steadily, their auras deep, following behind the Yin-Yang Judge while scrutinizing him with suspicion.

"Your subordinate greets Your Excellency the Prefect."

Yang Zhao walked over, first bowing and greeting Lu Zuo, then nodding to Shen Luoyan.

Shen Luoyan looked at him and asked, "Lord Yang, who are these people...?"

"Oh," Yang Zhao explained, "These are all experts I recruited from the martial arts world on Lord Lu's behalf."

……

Outside Nantong city, on the edge of the newly reclaimed area.

Several men dressed in coarse cloth short jackets, with stubble of green hair still on their heads, were wielding hoes to clear away the tangled grass roots in the field.

A still-robust man, panting heavily, wiped the sweat from his face and said resentfully, "Back in the day, I, Huigang, made countless offerings in the temple."

"And now, under this very sun, you're doing such a despicable job?"

A slightly frail-looking but wise monk standing nearby glanced warily at the soldiers overseeing the work in the distance and scoffed, "In the past, we only needed to study Buddhist teachings, with the morning bell and evening drum."

"The temple's fields are cultivated by tenant farmers, and incense and money are piled up like mountains. How dignified it is to receive offerings from all living beings!"

"Unlike now..."

"That corrupt official Lu Zuo has destroyed the foundation of our Buddhist community, seized our temple property, and now he wants to humiliate us like this!"

"To make us do such lowly work is to trample on the dignity of us Buddhist disciples!"

Another person said, "We are ordained monks, we are renuncians, we are detached from worldly affairs!"

"Why should I have to toil in the dirt like those sinners burdened with heavy karma?"

In the eyes of Buddhist disciples in this world, all kinds of suffering in the world are caused by deep karmic obstacles from previous lives.

Those disaster victims and poor people are all sinners who suffer in this life in order to cleanse themselves of their karmic burdens.

Buddhist disciples and scions of noble families are all virtuous people who have accumulated good deeds in their previous lives and are enjoying blessings.

From the moment they are born, sinners are destined to serve them for the rest of their lives, and are destined to suffer and be miserable for all eternity.

Huigang's fists clenched so tightly they cracked: "I am a Buddhist disciple, my Dharma body is precious, how could I have fallen to be associated with such a person!"

"hateful!"

"How annoying!"

Just then, the woman who had been silently following behind them, cutting weeds with a sickle, stopped what she was doing.

She looked up at the overseer in the distance and interrupted the men's complaints in a low voice: "Last night..."

"Senior Sister Miaochang from Qingheng Dreamland has secretly contacted me."

Huigang's eyes widened suddenly, and he nervously scanned his surroundings before eagerly moving closer.

"really?"

The woman nodded: "She wants us..."

A moment later, several monks looked at each other intently, their eyes filled with excitement.

"Amitabha……."

"Our suffering is finally coming to an end."