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April is fragrant and spring moistens the earth.
Yanliang was lying on a sunny hillside, humming a tune from the earth, quietly enjoying the beauty of another world.
I counted with my fingernails, it has been seven days since I traveled here.
He is almost used to life here.
As a great young man in the 21st century, his greatest strength is that he has the heart to win my life regardless of whether I win or not.
"Well, I almost forgot."
Yanliang fiddled with it for a long time before taking out a crumpled paper egg from the lining.
Other people's methods of communication in the world of cultivation are either flying swords to send messages, or jade slips to send messages, and some people use sound transmission arrays. When it comes to Yunhua Immortal Sect, it's just a letter sealed with fire paint.
[The Immortal Sect is so cool and cute? Don’t be ridiculous.]
He unfolded the letter and placed it in the sun.
Yanliang thought that this was not peeping into other people's privacy. He was doing a good deed. If the unlucky child he had traveled through time had an unfulfilled wish, such as being unable to let go of his childhood sweetheart or letting go of his unmarried wife, he would have to bear this burden.
ah……
A true man stands upright and does what he does and what he does not do.
【Look at how awesome I am, how righteous and kind I am.】
Snapped!
A black line fell on his face, which felt a little cold.
Yanliang wiped it with his hand and found that it was bird droppings.
"Silly bird, don't let me catch you if you have the guts."
He glanced around with his eyes wide open, but found no suspicious target, so he could only lie back angrily and read the contents of the letter aloud.
Yes, not reciting silently, but reading, reading aloud!
"My brother Yanliang."
Yanliang's heart dropped when he saw the letter's title.
"The letter has been received. My eldest brother expresses regret for your experience at the foot of the mountain. My father and mother are now in seclusion to attack the middle stage of foundation building. Depending on the situation, they will not be released for a few years. Now I am handling all family matters. I hope you don't
Mind if my eldest brother writes the reply letter on behalf of my father.
The decision to release you as a Taoist official in Jiangning County was decided by the Immortal Sect Deacon Hall. Even if your father and mother did not retreat, they would not be able to change the sect's rules. My eldest brother thinks that if you can go to the world of mortals, it will be an experience, and you may be able to get an opportunity.
There is no telling what will happen next, but one day my younger brother will become famous in Han Dynasty and be worshiped as a national advisor, and my elder brother will surely be decorated with brocades reaching to the ground and walking backwards to greet me."
After reading the content of the letter, Yan Liang crumpled the piece of paper into a ball.
He thought to himself that this little monk from the Yunhua Immortal Sect who had the same name as him was really a master whose grandma did not care for his uncle. He had no childhood sweethearts and an unmarried wife. What the hell, his brother was bullied in the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain.
The eldest brother dismissed it with "an experience".
I really don’t know what kind of immortality they are cultivating, are they too supreme to forget their feelings?
When Yanliang was sixteen years old, he was judged by the Deacon Hall as a disciple with no hope of building a foundation in his life.
According to the rules of the Yunhua Immortal Sect, such outer disciples who have no hope of establishing a foundation will be sent to the secular world to serve as Taoist officials, firstly to find malleable talents for the Yunhua Immortal Sect, and secondly to stabilize the Immortal Sect's influence on the court.
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Normally, the age of Taoist officials who join the world is in their twenties, but Yanliang was driven down the mountain at the age of sixteen and became a Taoist official at Baiyun Temple in Jiangning County.
This is of course a very embarrassing thing.
But for the Earthlings occupying his body, this is not aggrieved at all, it is a very exciting thing.
[That shit, Yunhua Mountain has a better view. In addition to the food, the soup is clear and watery, and there is no oily smell at all. The people up there retreat for at least ten and a half days, so they have to read the almanac in advance to find someone to talk to.
There are no young ladies in cool clothes there. I don’t even want to pay for this kind of life.】
It's better to go down the mountain. The Taoist priests of the Immortal Sect don't have to sit in court or deal with mundane affairs. They just visit nearby villages and towns every six months, pretend to be Taoist immortals, and see if there are any mortals suitable for extradition.
What do you want to do with the remaining time?
Of course, he spent his time drinking and drinking with the money issued by the imperial court.
As for the national master mentioned in eldest brother Yanbin's letter, it's okay to think about it in a dream.
As far as he knew, the imperial master at that time was already 75 years old, and his parents had to respectfully call him senior brother when they saw him.
The most important thing is that in order to be a national advisor of the Southern Han Kingdom, you must at least have a basic level of cultivation.
What about him?
It’s Qi training period! I’m still a dropout from a small class.
[Others are already college students, but I am still playing in the mud and trying to become a national teacher.]
………………
After reading the letter and squinting for a while, Yan Liang came down from the mountain and walked close to the front door of Baiyun Temple. Before he could turn the corner, he heard a burst of noisy voices.
[Hey, there are so many people coming to pray today. Yunjin was able to defraud someone out of sesame oil money again. 】
He straightened his clothes, straightened his back, and walked toward the crowd as if he were an outsider who was unmoved by external objects.
After a few steps he was confused.
When Wang Yin, the little follower, saw him showing his head, he was scornful.
At this time, a Taoist priest standing on the front steps pointed in the direction he came from and said loudly: "The person you are looking for is here, and that pretty boy is Yan Liang."
As soon as Taoist Yan heard this, he knew he was going to suffer.
He wanted to run, but it was too late.
The people who gathered around the entrance of the Taoist temple came over and wrapped three layers of wontons inside and outside.
【This is to beat him!】
The guy who identified him was one of the culprits who sent the body's original owner a letter asking his parents for help ------ Wang Fu.
Wang Fu also had an older brother, Wang Shou, who, like Yan Liang, was a disciple of the Immortal Sect who was sent down by the Deacon Hall and entered old age early.
These two guys are ten years older than Yanliang and can be considered as big brother figures, but they are so fucked up that they always treat him as their younger brother.
Yanliang was alone, unable to defeat four others with his fists, and his brothers and sisters were indifferent to his situation at the foot of the mountain. Talking about his life for more than a year, it was really a bitter tear, filled with sorrow of separation.
"Senior Brother Wang, although I know that I am a bit handsome and have enviable black hair, can you stop advertising for me? The host has always taught us to be humble. If you do this, I can't even keep a low profile.
of."
Yanliang held his hands behind his back and held his chest out, his long robe fluttering in the wind, as if he had come out of the world, "I am really worried to death."
Wang Fu touched the few sparse hairs on his forehead with his hand, and his greasy face turned the color of pig liver.
That little bastard was clearly calling him a bald man.
Although he is indeed bald.
"You have been bitten by the ambition of a leopard recently. Your cultivation has not improved, and your mouth is getting meaner every day." Wang Fu said bitterly: "I won't deal with you today, someone will deal with you."
The people Wang Fu mentioned were the dozens of people standing in front of him.
There were powerful men, there were fierce women with arms thicker than his thighs, there were old men holding hoes and rolling up their trouser legs, and he also saw a girl carrying a basket and a bag, like a young daughter-in-law who had just returned home.
, hiding behind the crowd and looking at him shyly.
Obviously, they are not pilgrims.
【What a shame, I want to make my young master the scapegoat.】
While talking to Wang Fu, Yan Liang was also sifting through information and roughly understood the purpose of the dozens of people in front of him.
In the world of cultivation, there is a common spiritual plant called cloud saliva grass. Its fruit is used as the main medicine to refine the cloud saliva pill, which is an essential elixir used by disciples in the Qi training stage to assist their cultivation.
Cloudy grass does not have to grow in the spiritual fields of fairy mountains. It can also be grown in the secular world, but the yield is very low and it rarely bears fruit.
For the disciples on the mountain, Yunshu Pill is distributed regularly by the sect's deacon hall. It is a bit cruel to the disciples who are transferred to the lower levels - the sect will no longer ration the pill. As compensation, these people can take grass seeds with them when they leave.
Plant them at the foot of the mountain and provide cloud saliva fruits to the sect in exchange for elixirs and even spiritual stone fragments needed for cultivation.
[Well, the disciples on the mountain are civil servants, and the disciples at the bottom are the career editors. No wonder that kid is acting like a fool and doesn’t want to leave the mountain gate. 】
Back to the problem of villagers.
Two years ago, the Imperial Preceptor of the current dynasty came up with a so-called fairy prescription. When ordinary people take it, it has the effect of strengthening the body, strengthening the body, and prolonging life.
News spread from the palace that His Majesty the Emperor hoped that the Imperial Master could refine this medicine in large quantities and supply it to princes, nobles and loyal ministers and good generals.
One of the main ingredients in the fairy prescription is the stems and leaves of cloudy grass.
In order to please the emperor, the magistrate of Jiangning County hit it off with the master of Baiyun Temple who wanted to flatter the imperial master. He chose a village outside the county town with its back to the mountains to conduct an experiment and mobilized the villagers to plant cloud grass in a large area.
The county magistrate promised that regardless of whether the cloud grass bears fruit or not, the county will buy it back at a high price.
The villagers believed his words and uprooted the wheat seedlings in the fields and replaced them with cloudsweed.
However, when the harvest season came, there was no movement in the county. The county magistrate seemed to have forgotten about it and did not mention a word about the repurchase.
The villagers went to look for them, but the county magistrate either hid away or asked the county magistrate and the chief clerk to do Tai Chi, which means "drag".
Put it off and on until the end of the year.
The villagers had suffered a huge loss, so naturally they would not plant any more clouds and would return to wheat.
The villagers went to look for them, but the county magistrate either hid away or asked the county magistrate and the chief clerk to do Tai Chi, which means "drag".
Put it off and on until the end of the year.
The villagers had suffered a huge loss, so naturally they would not plant any more clouds and would return to wheat.
Chapter completed!