King Jiang Yuanzhun looked helpless. This great-uncle lived for more than 9,000 years and was of a very high generation. Even some of the supreme beings in the clan were his descendants. This man refused to let go. In addition, there were many particularities in taking the Imperial Pill.
, how dare people force me.
So we could only send him here and ask the emperor to come forward and persuade him to take medicine.
In front of the stone table, Emperor Ming's jasper-like eyes looked at him lightly: "Have you ever seen your nephew giving medicine to your uncle?"
Before King Jiang Yuanzhun could open his mouth, he was blocked by a sentence. He was speechless and speechless. It would be better to let him return to the border and kill people upside down.
"Let's go."
Emperor Ming ** picked up a jar of blood spring and looked at Su Qinian: "Lord Su, please come with us."
"Su has been fascinated by the style of the God of Ceres for a long time."
Su Qinian then stood up and saw King Jiang Yuanzhun stunned for a moment, but then he came back to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as the emperor is willing to go, it will be fine. If the emperor can't persuade him, then this imperial elixir is really good.
There is no way to feed it, and it is impossible to disturb the divine farmers and emperors of the world. What they see and the realm they are in are beyond the imagination of supreme beings like them. If it is not a matter of life and death, they cannot be disturbed lightly.
The location of the God of Ceramics is not deep in Shennong Mountain, but in the northwest corner of Shennong Mountain, in a mountain depression facing north and south.
The undulating hillsides here are covered with golden terraces one after another, with sweet spiritual springs gurgling out from the cracks in the rocks and converging into streams, with criss-crossing paths, winding around one terrace after another.
When seeing this rich pastoral scenery, Su Qinian couldn't help but take a deep breath. Just like in the War Emperor's Palace, what was planted here was Yuan Gu, another type cultivated by the God of Grain based on Ji Valley.
Grain is no longer limited to food and clothing, but begins to try to strengthen the human race's energy and blood to supply the needs for spiritual practice.
Different from ordinary sacred figures, when Su Qinian saw the God of Ceres for the first time, he seemed to see the earth in the future, after full mechanization, it only existed in history books, facing the loess, with his trouser legs rolled up, and his back turned to the sky.
old farmer.
The God of Ceres looks like an ordinary, thin old man. He is not tall and his body is even a little withered. This is a sign of lack of life energy and physical illness.
But at this moment, he was barefoot, stepping in the water of Yuangu ground, one foot deep and one foot shallow, the soles of his feet were dark, and he didn't realize it. He kept pinching and playing with some Yuangu roots, and then he leaned over and stared at them.
After a while, he looked up at the moonlight again, but turned a blind eye to the group of people not far away.
Among this group of people, there were the previous kings of Shennong Valley who had resisted the calamity of pills, as well as descendants like Saint Jiang Ning. There were also many unfamiliar faces, including a middle-aged man in a blue silk robe and cloud boots with a majestic face.
The king of the year is the first.
"I have met the emperor." The middle-aged king in green silk robe nodded to Emperor Ming.
"Clan leader." Emperor Ming also nodded in return.
The middle-aged king in green silk robes in front of him is the patriarch of the Shennong Jiang family, a supreme king who also looks down at the starry sky. In the vast starry sky, he has the name of King of Flame. As early as a thousand years ago, he has been
The king is great. Looking at the kings in the starry sky, it is difficult to resist a peerless king.
"I heard the name of Territory Lord Su a long time ago. He is indeed the pinnacle of the younger generation of our human race. I didn't expect to disturb Territory Lord Su again. The Jiang family is ashamed." The head of the Jiang family immediately looked at the emperor.
Su Qinian, who was traveling with me.
There was a strange color in his eyes. The news from the kings of the Jiang family also shocked him immediately. This young Holy King Locking Heaven was more advanced than anyone imagined, even beyond the imagination of the world. He had advanced with such practice
, it is really hard to imagine what the situation will be like ten or even decades later.
"Senior, you are very polite. If you can do your part, Su Qinian will be obliged to do so."
However, in the eyes of Su Qinian at this moment, these people seemed so incompatible with the God of Valley in the Yuan Valley who was dressed in gray animal robes and had messy hair. The pastoral picture in this mountain col belonged to the world of the God of Valley.
, and they are like the extra words and ink on this picture scroll. If they can be erased, they will become harmonious and natural.
Emperor Ming ** frowned slightly, apparently aware of this strange atmosphere. There were several disciples of the Valley God in the Yuan Valley. Although their cultivation was not high, and they even had great powers in the Kaitian realm, they
At this moment, he was not distracted. He didn't pay much attention to King Yan and others on the ridge of the field. He only looked slightly sideways after the arrival of Emperor Ming and Su Qinian, especially Su Qinian, who stayed for a few breaths, and then soon
Quickly look away.
This is a group of true human sages.
Su Qinian sighed in his heart. The strength of their thoughts has surpassed the constraints of life levels. They don't care about the eyes of the outside world at all. They go their own way. Although their cultivation realm is in front of Su Qinian,
They appear to be so weak, but Su Qinian believes that they possess a strong Taoist heart that is far inferior to countless people in the world.
Emperor Ming ** and King Yan looked at each other. The head of the Jiang family immediately stepped up and left with a group of people on the field ridge. The God of Grain was stubborn. If they stayed here all the time, it would be counterproductive, so it was better to leave for the time being.
This place was given to Emperor Ming and the young Holy King Suotian. He believed that the God of Grain would not turn a blind eye to those who were kind to him.
In front of Yuangu, it suddenly became much quieter.
The God of Ceres still did not raise his head, but kept walking in the fields, wading in the water, and sometimes even stretched out a hand to grab a handful of winding mountain spring water, took a sip, frowned slightly, and then spit it out gently.
.
But neither Emperor Ming nor Su Qinian spoke or stopped, they just stood quietly on the field ridge, waiting.
Even Emperor Ming dynasty waved his sleeves, and a stone table and several stone tuna emerged. He and Su Qinian sat opposite each other, in this golden countryside, and started drinking together again.
Until the bright moon sets in the west and the morning sun rises again, when the first ray of sunlight shines on this mountain col, a golden spiritual mist rises from the golden Yuan Valley. Although compared to even the most ordinary spiritual stones, this
The spiritual energy contained in the spiritual mist appears to be very mixed, but it comes from the Yuangu planted one after another, and is the real spiritual energy of plants and trees.
Gu Shen sighed, stood up from Yuan Gu, waved, and several disciples gathered in front of him.
"The moonlight is overcast, the timing is close to winter, and there is a lack of sunshine in the sky. Several of the spiritual springs that lead to the source must be cut off, and several springs with shady and sunny sides must be re-selected, as well as the roots of Yuandu, and the compound leaves three inches below must be
All must be removed, otherwise it will compete with Yuan Gu for nutrients. The spiritual mist rising today will be a bit more complex than the previous few days..."
Gu Shen kept talking, while several disciples took pictures with spiritual stones, took notes at the same time, and occasionally raised some questions. In addition to explaining one by one, Gu Shen also showed great interest in some opinions.
"You can try to build a new terrace under the gable wall near the shade to see if the Taoism of Yuan Valley will change, or if it will just get closer..."
"Also, the Yuan Gu seeds in the Xiantian Land over at Butian Palace should be mature and can be retrieved, and then transformed into some Dao Valley seeds. Although this place is not as perfect as the Dao Valley in the Southern Wilderness, it can still be given a try.
, this time, try to accelerate ripening. After all, I don’t have much time, old man. I hope to see another crop grow..."
This opening lasted for half an hour. Half an hour later, the God of Grain waved his hand again, dismissing several disciples, and then stepped up to the field ridge with some difficulty. His bare feet stood on the grassy field ridge.
, leaving behind black footprints one after another. Black and green complement each other, creating an alternative sense of harmony.
"I am old, I have lost all my cultivation. I didn't expect that before I left, I would be able to experience returning to my original nature."
Gu Shen sat down in front of the stone table as if muttering to himself, grabbed a jar of blood spring, poured a full bowl into the stone bowl that had been placed in front of him, drank it in one go, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then
He coughed violently, causing stains of blood to flow from the corners of his mouth, and causing snot and tears to fall from his nose.
"happy!"
The old man didn't care, wiped his nose and tears, and continued pouring into the bowl.
"You are old enough. If you drink more, they should go and invite the emperor." Emperor Ming ** chuckled, "My nephew comes here once in a while, but he is not here to see me off."
"I'll treat you as farewell." Gushen waved his hand and said indifferently, "Birth, old age, illness and death, the reincarnation of heaven, there is nothing to force." (Please subscribe, thank you all for your subscriptions and rewards!)