Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 1312 New Farmer and Snake

what?
All the beings present, the creatures on the mainland, heard the words of the farmer's lord,

I didn't expect that the farmer's holy master would be such a good person,
you want to win
I surrender and give you the victory.

"You" Daoyuan didn't expect that the farmer's holy master would be like this,

"My farm is just a group of farmers. What is it to unify the continent? Hehe, is it rare to turn all the people in the continent into farmers? It is enough for the people of my farm to bear this kind of suffering." The Lord of the Farm , the voice is old, but it makes people feel emotional,

The creatures in the holy land of the farmhouse shouted one by one,
"Plant one grain of millet in spring, and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn. There is no idle land in the world, and farmers still starve to death."

Sow the next seed in the spring, and you can harvest a lot of food in the fall.There is not a field in the world that is not being plowed, but some farmers still starve to death.

"At noon on the day of hoeing, sweat drips down to the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard work?"

Farmers are hoeing under the scorching sun at noon, and sweat drips from their bodies on the land where the seedlings grow.

And who knows that every grain of the food on the plate is exchanged for the hard work of the farmers?
This is the fairy emperor's favorite poem of the farmers,
The righteousness of the peasant family is very touching.

"Remember, as the son of the Taoist school, you must be kind to others." After the farmer's holy master said this, he wanted to leave the void battlefield. He surrendered and didn't want to fight anymore.
Rather than fighting with others, he felt that farming was more joyful and comfortable.

He likes to see the happy look of others when they eat the food he grows.

"Stop for me!"Daoyuan called out to the farmer's lord,

such a victory,
What kind of?
It will make Ye Qingxian think that I did it by luck.

What I want is to beat you upright.

"I've given you the victory you want, what else do you want?"

The holy master of the farm family has a kind face. The farmer is a giver. What does Dao Yuan want to do?
Just promise as much as you can.

Taoism,

powerful,
Daoyuan, the holy son of Taoism, will definitely be the holy master of Taoism in the future,

The farmer's lord hoped that the Taoist lord would help more people in the future, so it would be worthwhile for him to surrender today.

"I want you to die"!The holy son of Taoism also knew that his request was too much, and he dared not say it in front of others, so he forced his voice into a line: "I want you to die by my sword. This kind of victory is what I want."

"This"

The farmer's holy master was stunned. He still wanted to go back to plant the land for a few more years, and he also wanted to see more happy people who ate the food they had grown.

How could he die now?
The holy master of the peasant family didn't want to say it out loud, so as to embarrass the holy son of Taoism, and he also forced his voice into a line: "Little baby, this request is too difficult, otherwise, I will let you hurt me. If I end up like this, you will win." .”

"No"!The Taoist saint forced his voice into a line, and he was very unwilling: "Since you don't care about the outcome so much, then let me kill you."

The holy master of the peasant family was stunned, with a pair of old eyes, looking deeply at the holy son of Taoism,

he was disappointed

I thought he had abstained,
If he surrenders,

Let this Taoist saint know how to be grateful.Be a good person in the future and treat everything with kindness.

But now it seems that this Taoist holy son seems hopeless.

The farmer's lord sighed, and said directly: "Come and fight."

what?
The holy son of Taoism didn't understand what the words meant, so he forced his voice into a line: "Didn't you want to surrender? Didn't you say you wanted to lose to me?"

The holy master of the peasant family didn't want to say any more whispers, so he said directly, with a helpless voice: "Old man, I can't lose to someone like you."

living beings present,

The sentient beings on the mainland looked at the picture on the sky, they were all stunned, what does the farmer's holy master mean by this?
Taoist saint,

What kind of person is he?
Daoyuan, the holy son of Taoism, did not expect the holy master of the peasant family to slander himself so much,
What kind of person are you?

Isn't it good for yourself?
In Dao Yuan's heart, there will be no more perfect person than him,
Now, the words of the farmer's lord made Daoyuan feel that his personality had been insulted, so he rushed forward and struck out with the wooden sword,

Another day-level martial skill,

When a sword falls, it seems to have monstrous power, breaking the waves and splitting the gold, it is not a problem, even if it cuts the mountain, it is enough.

The holy master of the peasant family, the honor of the nine secluded worlds, the fifth heaven!
The old palm, picks up the hoe casually,

"Chong"!
It simply blocked Dao Yuan's sword, and there was a crisp sound, and a wave of air waved out.

Seeing this, the farmer's lord hurriedly waved his palm,
blast,

disappeared without a trace.

"Rain, wind, even the wind, may cause damage to the crops." The farmer's lord said very compassionately: "I think everyone in the world can hear the old man's words. As a person in the field, we must Love the crops."

Outside the void battlefield, the farm disciples nodded one by one.

on the mainland,
Many farmers,

The same is true, with a serious face.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Dao Yuan was furious,
fight with me,

Dare to preach to farmers all over the world?
Those farmers,

Is it important to have a fight with this Son?

What is a farmer?
Isn't he just a pariah who grows crops?
Care what the untouchables do?
When Daoyuan thought of the eyes of the farmer's sage, he, the Taoist sage, was not as good as a group of untouchables who only knew how to farm.

Angrily, he struck with his sword again,
The farmer's holy master shook his head: "You are too impatient and have such a temper, which is definitely not a good thing."

Daoyuan gritted his teeth, and another sword followed another, each sword was stronger than the other,
"Clang clang clang"!
Daoyuan is in a hurry,

No matter how he chops, how many heaven-level martial arts he uses, he still can't stop chopping with this hoe?
"Why? Why can't you keep chopping this hoe? The wooden sword of Immortal Emperor Wutian is too blunt?" Daoyuan hated this wooden sword in his heart,
I feel that the sharp sword of the Confucian saint son is extremely sharp. If the sword is in his hands, the broken hoe of the farmer saint master should have been finished long ago.

"Looking at your eyes, you seem to be complaining about this wooden sword?"

"Wrong, wrong."

The old farmer likes to teach children. The Holy Master murmured: "The profound meaning of the wooden sword is not to cut something, but to bypass the opponent's edge. Do you understand? Just like the heavy sword, it is not used to cut people to death, but to kill people." Yes. You, it seems that you haven’t studied your wooden sword properly.”

The farmer's lord moved the hoe casually while talking,
"Bang",
Dao Yuan was thrown out directly,

But the Holy Master of the farm family did not strike too hard, and Daoyuan still landed steadily,

But the kindness of the farmer's lord,

Daoyuan couldn't see it,
Daoyuan just knew the Holy Master of the farm family and made himself ashamed.

Wu Tian, ​​how easy was it to kill the holy master of a famous family?
Can't you obediently let me kill you, the holy master of the farm?
Daoyuan charged fiercely at the farmer's holy master again,

"Don't be in a hurry." The farmer's lord shook his head, then casually raised his hoe,
But when the holy son of Taoism approached, something unexpected happened to the holy master of the peasant family.

(End of this chapter)