Begin with inverse training to ward off evil spirits

Chapter 194 Prelude to the Prosperity, Martial Arts Master

Murong Bo, who has stirred up wind and rain all his life, was burned into a piece of coke by the raging flame without knowing it.

Not even a howl came out.

"It's a good death, a good death... I finally have my revenge!"

Seeing the death of the enemy, Xiao Yuanshan was relieved, he raised his head to the sky and howled continuously.

All the eminent Shaolin monks who were awakened were a little dumbfounded at this moment, they didn't expect such an accident to happen after reading the scriptures for a while.

That divine monk suddenly intervened in the fight, even if there was a disagreement, he wanted to kill Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, but in the end he himself was beaten by Xiao Feng's blow, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Several eminent monks of the Xuan family rushed to the side of the old monk, and saw that he was already dying, only breathing out but not breathing in.

Life is at stake.

"...The viscera are broken, it can't be saved!" Xuan Ku checked again, his lips trembling, and said the result of the test.

The monks looked at each other, and they all saw the sorrow on each other's faces.

It was this unnamed divine monk who provoked the incident. He was beaten to death, and it can only be said that his skills are not as good as others.

Not to mention, if you want to kill your father, if someone kills you in a fit of rage, it's no wonder that others are so cruel.

"Hey, the world is unpredictable. This divine monk is angry with no name, no wonder Xiao Feng benefactor!" XuanNan shook his head and sighed.

The monks didn't know the reason, they all thought it was the god monk who killed the man, but he was beaten to death by the enraged Xiao Feng.

"Ho... ho..."

The old monk struggled to speak, but his throat was blocked by a breath, and he could only make a weak voice.

"Hey! Master practiced for many years, why did he become angry and hurt others and himself!" Seeing this situation, Xuannan sighed again.

The old monk didn't know where the strength came from at this time, tremblingly raised his intact left hand, pointing at Xuannan.

"……you……"

His chest heaved violently, and he actually broke through the blocked airflow in his throat. Just as he uttered a word, a mouthful of old blood gushed out.

puff!
Blood splattered.

The strength to lift it up was completely exhausted, and the left hand dropped heavily to the ground.

There was no more movement.

Xuan Ku hastily stretched out his hand to tap the pulse gate, but found that there was no pulse at all.Shaking his head, he said sadly, "The divine monk passed away!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The monks chanted the Buddha's name loudly.

He sat down silently, sitting around the old monk and reciting scriptures.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Feng wanted to move forward, but after thinking about it, he gave up.He bowed towards Xuan Ku far away, then stepped forward and walked to Xiao Yuanshan's side.

"Father... let's go!"

……

Three days later, news came out from Shaolin that the temple gate was temporarily closed for five years, and that they would no longer receive fellow pilgrims from all walks of life.

As for the specific reasons but did not specify.

It's just that everyone's eyes are now on the Zhenwu Hall, and this news has been completely reduced to an anecdote after dinner, and it has not caused much disturbance.

Time passed, and today a rainbow of surprises broke through the sky and appeared over the Bianliang Imperial City!
It was soon discovered, and there was a shocking shout from below.

"Welcome to the Emperor Master!"

"Emperor Master Wanan!"

"..."

The figure fell to the ground, and the guards with a face of respect and admiration welcomed it into the room.

The person who came was Lin Pingzhi who came back from overseas.After several months away from the Central Plains, he and Zhezong Zhao Xun met again in the imperial study.

No one knew what they discussed in detail, only that the court hall in the next few days was very lively.

After half a year!

Three crops that are said to have extremely high yields, as well as their cultivation methods, were vigorously promoted in the world.

The people of the world lack confidence in this, and they have to listen to the imperial court's decision.

With the mentality of giving it a try, I began to try small-scale planting.

The focus is still on the crops that have been planted, and the people's annual rations are entrusted here. Naturally, no one dares to take out all the fields to gamble.

The result ushered in the harvest, but far beyond everyone's expectations.The three crops grown on a small scale actually had higher yields than the crops that were carefully tended to.

The people all over the world are excited.

Thinking that if we increase our efforts in planting in the coming year, wouldn't we not have to starve in the future?Thinking of this, I am full of confidence in my future life.

With hope, the spiritual outlook of the people has been greatly improved.

It's going to be dark.

Ordinary people have already started preparing meals.

They all had three never-before-seen foods on their tables.Full-grained corn cobs, red sweet potatoes, round potatoes.

Boil it with water and add a little coarse salt, and it becomes a family's food for a day.

As soon as the host started to eat, the half-sized boy grabbed a corn cob and a sweet potato with one hand, and took a big bite.

"Mother... these corn cobs are really sweet." The childish voice exclaimed in surprise.

"Sweet potatoes are sweet too."

The family laughed and laughed.

Looking at this scene, the host couldn't hide the smile on his face, and felt that the hard days were about to pass.He also opened his mouth and took a bite, chewing slowly, the expression on his face gradually became satisfied.

"This day, I finally have something to look forward to."

The hostess wept with joy: "The head of the family, I heard that these grains were hard-earned by the immortal emperors who went to overseas places in order to keep our people from starving."

"That's right, my Great Song Dynasty not only produced an immortal emperor teacher, but also a sage king! There will be hope in the days to come."

"The emperor not only brought back food for us, but also taught us how to grow and eat it... What a good man!"

The male host corrected: "What a good man, he is a saint who helps the world and saves the people. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. By the way... Have you noticed that following the planting method passed down by the emperor master, the posture of hoeing seems to be able to grow Strength? I used to feel that I had no strength and didn’t want to move after a day’s work. Now I feel very energetic, and I even feel that I’m going to be better than a farm ox.”

Pfft!

The hostess couldn't help laughing when she heard what he said was interesting.

"...You mean those weird postures that the village chief taught us to dig?"

"Well. I heard that this is what the master of the county taught the village chief when he distributed grain seeds. He said that the emperor and officials asked us to follow suit. I thought that since the emperor and officials asked me to learn , then I will learn. During this period of time, I have been hoeing the ground, and I feel that the more I work, the more energetic I am."

"...Don't you think that after learning, you get hungry very quickly? I thought about saving a little food, but I didn't learn much after that."

"It seems to be a little bit, but don't be afraid. We don't have to worry about food this year. You have to learn. Since the emperor and the officials let us learn, it must be good for us."

"OK then."

"Let a few boys follow suit, and if they gain strength, they will be able to help us a little more in future work. Next year, I plan to use all the land to grow these three crops. After a year, we will definitely be able to save a lot of food. .”

The hostess nodded and said, "We need to dig a cellar as soon as possible, and store these grains according to the storage method."

"Ah."

The same dialogue resounds in thousands of households.

Late at night!

Bianliang Palace.

Zhe Zong Zhao Xun sat in the imperial study and looked at the secret report from Anzi, which recorded the private conversations of the common people, looking excited.

"The teacher really didn't lie to me, the prosperous age of Song Dynasty is coming!"

"Sure enough, I made an extremely correct choice. Now the people regard me as a holy king. If the future is fulfilled as expected, the Great Song Dynasty will be extremely prosperous in my hands, and will last forever!"

Zhezong, who is only 19 years old, is full of vigor.

He wants to create an extremely powerful Song Dynasty and open up an unprecedented prosperous age through the ages.

"Everything is developing in the expected direction. In at least three or two years, the Great Song Dynasty will be able to become an invincible soldier in the world, wipe out Xixia, and eradicate Daliao just around the corner."

Zhezong wrote at his desk, and after a while a carrier pigeon flew out of the palace.

Time flies, that is two years.

In the past two years, Lin Pingzhi hasn't left Mount Hua, and every day he is not teaching apprentices, or discussing martial arts with Wu Yazi, Wu Xingyun and others, and compiling all kinds of martial arts.

The accumulation in my mind has gradually become a new martial arts thought, especially with the help of Wu Yazi, an all-rounder, Baiye's martial arts progressed extremely fast.

It's more than half done.

With the continuous achievement of these martial arts thoughts, his realm has been continuously elevated, and he has gone further and further on the road, becoming a truly ancient and modern martial arts master.

(End of this chapter)