Achieving the Dao from the Hundred Schools of Thought

Zhang Zezhong stepped forward, grabbed a handful of soil to examine it, and his expression gradually turned grim.

"Holding a position without doing any work! Holding a position without doing any work! Damn it! This place has not been refined for a long time and will soon turn into sand. At that time, the public fields will also cease to exist!"

What was the previous Grand Master Sui doing? And what was Minister Zhao doing?!

Zhuang Weiyang had studied political classics for a year and also knew a little about agriculture.

Zhuang Weiyang deeply sympathized with Zhang Zezhong's anger—how could anyone allow the land to lie fallow? The land is the foundation of human life!

Zhong Bai, unaware of these things, immediately stepped forward and covered Zhang Zezhong's mouth, then looked around to make sure no one else had heard what had just been said.

In the empty field, only a young child was groping around.

Zhong Bai finally relaxed and released his grip. "If there's any problem, don't involve Second Realm Zhao Situ. Just ask this child!"

Zhong Bai turned around and beckoned to the boy, inviting him to come forward and answer.

"Little boy, come here! Come here!"

The child, who looked about four or five years old, was somewhat incredulous when someone addressed him.

The boy looked the three people up and down, his wary expression slowly turning into a conflicted look.

Zhang Zezhong was dressed in an official robe; his father had said he was an important figure and should be bowed to. Zhuang Weiyang was dressed in a white robe, the attire of someone from the city; it was best to keep your distance. Zhong Bai's clothes were stained with blood, and he looked just like his father returning from hunting; he must be one of their own.

The question then arises: if you listen to your own people and go over to chat, you might even get some food.

Or should we kneel and stay away?

The young child was momentarily confused, and his little mind went blank.

Zhuang Weiyang used her wind magic to gently pull the child towards her, a warm smile appearing on her face:

"Don't be afraid, little boy. I am not a bad person. It's just that this gentleman has some questions he would like to ask you."

Zhang Zezhong forced a smile onto his ugly face: "Little boy, are there any people dressed like me this year, refining private fields to consolidate fertility?"

The boy looked cautiously around, searching for something that had brought him there. When Zhang Zezhong asked him a question, the boy hesitated for a moment before replying:

"What is a ritual...refinement?"

Zhang Zezhong stretched out his hand and gestured, then gathered a ray of light at his fingertips.

"It is people dressed like me who emit golden light, and the land becomes fertile!"

Although government officials were not as capable as farmers in managing land, they still had their own methods for doing so.

Human fortune determines feng shui, and techniques gather the essence.

To put it bluntly, it is about using magic to summon the essence of distant, desolate lands to nourish the fields.

This technique is generally performed in the four corners of public fields, but it can also benefit private fields to some extent.

"No, there's only light in the public fields!" The child shook his head rapidly.

"Little boy..."

"Stop asking, Brother Zezhong!" Zhuang Weiyang stepped forward to interrupt. At this moment, Zhang Zezhong looked anxious, and the little boy was so frightened that he lowered his head and kept silent.

"This technique must have been used by the previous official who was lazy and only performed it in the public fields. The technique plundered all the essence of the surrounding land."

Zhang Zezhong couldn't believe it and couldn't help but curse, "A mere figurehead..."

"Vegetarian meals, huh? Brother Zezhong, I'm tired of hearing about it. What kind of magic is this? Why don't you just perform it again?" Zhong Bai asked curiously.

Zhang Zezhong shook his head with a wry smile, kicking up a clump of yellow earth with his toe: "There's no time! Nourishing the fields with vital energy takes at least a season. Now that planting is imminent, what will the wild people eat in the winter?"

Although the land of Wu and Yue does not freeze in winter, the cold fog seeps into the clothes of the wild people, requiring a large amount of food to sustain their physical activities and prevent them from freezing to death in the winter.

"I know! You can eat insects! When the summer harvest was poor, I would look for insects to eat in the fields, and my mother praised me for it!"

The child answered excitedly, while Zhuang Weiyang looked reluctant.

How can people in this extraordinary world be in such a miserable state?

As she pondered, Zhuang Weiyang looked up and saw several bird demons still circling around, as if they were ready to swoop down and capture Zhuang Weiyang and her group at any moment.

"Run! Run! The bird demon eclipses five people, hurry and run with me!" The boy ran towards the nearby woods without looking back.

Wild men have their own way of life. This place is near Zhuli, where only flying monsters appear. If you hide in the forest and the bird monsters can't see you, you can survive.

Unfortunately, the child only knew one side of the story.

Bird demons love to catch prey that is on the run!

"Hey——!"

The bird demon flapped its wings in the sky and swooped down into the field. Zhuang Weiyang gave Zhong Bai a wink, and Zhong Bai, spear in hand, charged forward.

A few breaths later, blood rained down, the bird demon was beheaded, and the yellow earth beneath its body quickly turned dark red.

Looking at the bird demon's corpse, Zhuang Weiyang suddenly remembered a game she played in her past life.

The Immortal Landlord, a self-proclaimed divine being who supposedly cultivated a Great Luo Golden Immortal, developed the "Demon Fattening Method!"

If it weren't for the pursuit and interception by Lingshan back then, this kid would have really succeeded!

The Immortal Landlord, whose real name is unknown, owns 2,000 acres of blueberries in southern Yunnan and is a well-known planting tycoon.

Even in the game, I don't want to give up my old skills.

Who says immortals can't farm? I'll just farm my own sky!

Thus, this person began to study ancient farming methods from the mortal realm, and in one step stepped into the path of immortality, from which point there was no turning back.

Having reached the third realm, he could have ascended to immortality, but he refused, saying, "There are no demons in the immortal realm! What will I do if my grotto-heaven doesn't have enough resources?"

The "Demon Fat Method" was only then made public!

The Demon Fertilizer Method involves using human power to flush away the evil energy of demons, then planting the demon's flesh and blood in the field, and finally using magic to make it evaporate quickly.

This method is extremely difficult to implement in later versions!

Li Shimin, who captured two kings in one battle, would not allow you to abuse your luck!

So this great god made a deal with a small country outside the realm, granting it protection in exchange for human resources to cleanse his demonic body.

It's just a pity that he ultimately messed things up.

The Demon Fat Technique was too effective; ordinary demons could not satisfy him. So, on a dark and windy night... Little Drill Wind disappeared, leaving behind a few monkey hairs on the ground.

From then on, the three demon kings of Lion Camel Ridge and Sun Wukong fought fiercely.

He then pretended to be a good person and stepped forward to help Sun Wukong, wanting to kill the three great demon kings in one fell swoop...

Unfortunately, in the end, all their efforts were in vain, and the people from Lingshan overturned the table.

After being converted to baldness, this great master could not bear the humiliation, deleted his account and reopened it, and even boasted that he would develop a "Buddha Fat Method".

I just don't know how the progress is now.

"Weiyang, do you have a good idea?"

Zhong Bai's shout interrupted Zhuang Weiyang's memories. Zhuang Weiyang turned her head and saw Zhong Bai looking at her with bright eyes and an expectant look on his face.

Do you really trust me that much...?

Zhuang Weiyang coughed twice, drawing Zhang Zezhong's attention to herself.

Amidst their puzzled gazes, Zhuang Weiyang pointed to the demon corpse on the ground and said, "Brother Zezhong, if we use the purified demon body as fertilizer, this land..."

"Brother Weiyang, I'm afraid this is not feasible. The demon's body is tough, and the land cannot absorb it."

Zhuang Weiyang smiled slightly and pointed to the bird demon's wound, asking, "What if it's demon blood?"

Zhang Zezhong pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly:

"It's feasible! Demon blood contains the essence of demons; if sprinkled into the fields, it can quickly restore the vitality of the land! However..."

Zhong Bai patted Zhuang Weiyang on the shoulder and said casually, "What other questions do you have? Tell me quickly, my brother-in-law can handle anything!"

Zhuang Weiyang: ?

Zhang Zezhong chuckled, looking embarrassed. "It's just that I'll have to trouble you two brothers. There are tens of thousands of wild people and countless fields in these two counties. The shortage of demon blood is quite significant."

How big is it?

"That depends on the situation with the private land," Zhang Zezhong shook his head, then added, "At least a hundred are needed."

Zhong Bai's confident smile froze instantly.

Hundreds?

Would it be so bad if I beheaded Ao Guang and sent him to you?