What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 191 Nezha and Yang Jian

In early spring, the spring plowing in Liujun was in full swing.

Because of the lack of metal, it was extremely inconvenient for the common people to reclaim the land in the past.

Especially land reclamation!
It often takes several years for a family to open up wasteland.

Burn the land the first year and plow the field the second year.

Fathers, sons, brothers, and even wives and daughters have to go to battle, turn over the land little by little, break it into pieces, and then carry water to irrigate to make the land soft.

In the third year, repeat it again.

It takes the fourth year to turn a piece of land into a mature land.

It can be used to sow wheat.

Often when opening up wasteland once, the family would die from exhaustion, or at least several of them would be injured.

But it's different now!

Totally different!

Tens of thousands of monsters are strong and strong. They are not good at farming, but they are very good at plowing.

A bull demon manifested his real body, landed on all fours, and trampled back and forth.

The hard wasteland was trampled into pits and hollows.

Then the pig demon came to an end, drawing out its original shape, with two fangs, deeply embedded in the wasteland.

Dig out the soft soil from the ground.

Then, it is to draw water from the channel.

A barren land has thus become a mature land.

The rest is the responsibility of the Terran farmers.

Take bronze or wooden utensils to the field, break up large pieces of soil, pick up stones and so on and throw them away.

Finally, I bought silt from the aquarium, poured it into the field, and covered the ground with a layer of straw stored last year.

The rest can be left to time.

After two months, the straw rots, and the silt and soil mix with each other under the action of water.

At that time, put on a fire and burn the stalks, and then the next crop of beans can be planted.

Next spring, the land can be planted with wheat.

And, very fertile and very productive!

The farmers looked at the pieces of land that had been reclaimed, and they were all happy.

The three animals that had been slaughtered long ago were placed on the altar one after another, and the monsters who had worked hard for many days were invited to stand in front of the altar, lit incense, and dozens or hundreds of people prayed together.

The incense of humanity rises curlingly.

The monsters opened their mouths wide and sucked them all into their stomachs.

Many monster races, at this time, will choose to give back part of the merits they have obtained to Empress Tai Sutian!
For these monster races who are still far away from transforming themselves.

They don't have as many thoughts as those great saints.

Being able to take shape is their greatest expectation.

Merit is enough.

This scene is everywhere in Liu County at the moment!
All living beings of the three races work together to turn the barren land into fertile soil.

Everywhere is full of vitality, everywhere is thriving.

Ma Sui looked at this scene, he slowly lowered his head.

In his eyes, he could see that the smoldering aura of calamity in Liujun's sky had dissipated a lot.

In a few years, this place may become a paradise in the future catastrophe!
"As expected of a sage in charge!" Ma Sui thought in his heart: "With this holy place, why worry about the failure of morality?"

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Tens of thousands of miles away, among the mountains, the country of Ba has beautiful mountains and rivers, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Dense forests, bad waters, and dangerous slopes are endless.

Nezha stepped on the wind and fire wheel, tied the hunting silk silk, and manifested three heads and six arms, one by one Dharma eyes, shining in all directions.

All traces of aura and all causal trends are seen.

"Don't hide!" He looked at the stones in the stream, at the trees in the mountain, and even at the iron-eating beasts that had changed from holy beasts to bamboos today.

He knew that Yang Jian was hiding in these things.

"Yang Jian, why are you hiding?"

"Why don't you dare to come out and fight me openly?"

"Aren't the members of the Yuding family so courageous?"

"Do I have to turn over stones one by one? Tree after tree?"

"interesting?!"

But Kunshan didn't answer, just kept silent.

Nezha has been looking for Yang Jian here for several years!

It narrowed its hiding area to the current area.

however……

Yang Jian is still missing!

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills are indeed well-deserved!

"Hmph!" Nezha's patience was almost exhausted.

I have to dance the pointed spear in my hand, and simply turn over the mountains and rivers here.

but……

Just as he was about to make a move, the three heads turned together and looked towards the sky.

On the dome of that day, Tai Sutian's shadow loomed.

Na Zha!

Nezha, a member of Taiyi's sect, cut up his flesh to thank his father and eviscerated his bones to repay his kindness during the Conferred God Tribulation.

It is to repay the parents' kindness in childbirth.

Today, there are not many who owe karma.

Teacher Taiyi is a real person, the grace of education and the grace of teaching.

Tai Sutian is the gift of good fortune from the sage and empress.

It is one of the three causes and effects that he cannot give up.

At this moment, Tai Sutian manifested and shed light.

Nezha immediately had a feeling: "The sage empress is ordering Luanfeng to call me with the bead box that I used to live in in the past!"

"What's the matter?" Nezha was thinking.

The saint empress, with compassion in mind, would not have summoned the demon clan if it was not a major event related to the rise and fall of the monster clan, let alone summon him, the former spirit bead.

"Yang Jian, let you go!" Nezha immediately stepped on the hot wheel: "Wait for me to go to Taisu Heaven to worship the saint, and then come back to continue this battle with you!"

The teacher had a decree early on, telling him not to go back to Qianyuan Mountain if he had nothing to do.

Naturally, Nezha knew what it meant.

They are mentors and apprentices who have worked for Chanjiao for many years.

For the face of the sage in charge, there are many things that cannot be denied.

However, it is the purpose of Qianyuan Mountain not to enter into calamity.

His teacher, Master Taiyi, is already planning to kill the three corpses.

At such a critical moment, of course one cannot take the risk of being robbed.

However, Taisutian sages passed on from generation to generation, but they must be followed.

He stepped on the Hot Wheels and flew towards the sky.

…………

Nezha had just left for a while.

On the ground where the Hot Wheels originally stood, a cobblestone suddenly moved.

A Dharma Eye was opened from the stone, and in an instant it turned into a handsome Taoist with an extraordinary expression.

"Fellow Daoist Nezha, you actually recruited him for Tai Sutian's sage's decree..."

"I don't know why?"

Thinking about it, Yang Jian blew a whistle, and a white short-haired puppy ran out of the dense forest immediately, came to him, and became intimate with him.

Yang Jian knelt down, plucked the puppy's hair, and said to it: "You guard before you go to Taisutian, and when Nezha comes out, come and tell me immediately!"

The saints of the demon sect will never tell Nezha about anything.

This must have happened enough for the sage to let go of his reserve and pass on the spiritual beads of the past to the upper realm.

Considering the entanglement of cause and effect in the world today, the picture of the sage Tai Sutian is probably not small!
Wang Wang!

The little dog barked, then hid its figure, and went up to the blue sky vaguely.

It is the roaring dog, an odd number in the world.

Like a monster but not a monster, like a treasure but not a treasure.

When sneaking and tracking, it is inherently blurred.

It can be regarded as Yang Jian's pet, and it can also be regarded as one of his spiritual treasures.

In short, when Yang Jian meets the enemy, what he likes most is: offering sacrifices to the Xiaotian dog.

As long as it is bitten by that puppy, it will be a golden fairy, and it will also suffer!

Yang Jian looked at the shadow of Xiao Tiangou and disappeared into the sky.

He himself squeezed a formula, turned into a swimming fish, and jumped into the stream.

Nezha is not around, he has to play his role well.

Otherwise, it will be bad if the senior uncles find him.

(End of this chapter)