Under the force of Zhang Dongyun's hands, the clam shell could no longer be closed.
There was mussel meat exposed inside, as well as a bright pearl.
The pearl appeared, and its light flashed, suddenly making everyone's eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog again, and the scene and things became unreal again.
Li Jie and Tang She Meteorite were refreshed and their eyesight immediately returned to clarity.
Lin Ying's recovery will be slower.
As soon as Li Jie patted him on the shoulder, he immediately woke up, secretly alert in his heart.
He has a companion who can wake him up immediately.
But if the other party had companions and took the opportunity to attack just now, he might be severely injured on the spot.
Zhang Dongyun's mind was clear and clear under the movement of the heart seal of the earth.
He stared at the giant clam in front of him: "Do you want to continue to attack?"
The clam trembled and gradually changed, revealing the figure of a woman.
The mirage demon saluted Zhang Dongyun: "I have no intention of becoming your enemy, but I am just protecting myself."
"The Ninth Level Demon King can kill many people even if he only protects himself."
Zhang Dongyun said casually, and at the same time put his hands together in the middle.
The mirage was sealed again in the clam shell.
Zhang Dongyun casually picked up the huge clam shell and handed it to Li Jie.
While Li Jie took it, the Snake Meteorite on the other side, together with Lin Ying, held up the huge undersea mysterious jade.
The Mysterious Jade is heavy and extremely large, which means that the Snake Meteorite has already transformed into the body of the Demon Emperor, otherwise it would be impossible to take away such a large piece of Mysterious Jade completely.
When everyone returned to Chang'an, Zhang Dongyun pretended to be a mirage and handed the mirage to Mr. Wu Yun, the person he projected, and temporarily imprisoned it in the Palace of Heavenly Punishment.
After discovering that the other party was a mirage, Zhang Dongyun had an idea in his mind.
After Ao Kong comes out of seclusion, you can chat with him.
As for the undersea mysterious jade, it was naturally dedicated to the city lord.
...Well, okay, actually it’s just the left hand passing over the right hand.
Undersea black jade is extremely huge, but compared to mountain god rock, turquoise crystal and other mineral veins, the amount is still slightly smaller.
Of course, this thing is extremely rare, so to find such a large piece can be regarded as an anomaly.
However, because the number is somewhat scarce compared to Shanshenyan, you still need to plan your use.
First of all, of course, City Lord Zhang must use it himself to ensure that he can achieve the status of the Martial Emperor in the shortest possible time.
Then, you can consider continuing to reward the meritorious people in the city.
In the Daming Palace, a whole piece of undersea jade appeared in the main hall where Zhang Dongyun rested daily.
The space inside the hall seems limited, but with the huge mountain-like undersea jade stuffed into it, it still looks extremely spacious without feeling cramped.
Zhang Dongyun came to the black jade, then stretched out a palm and pressed it on the surface of the jade.
On the other side of his body, a mountain god rock appeared.
So Zhang Dongyun pressed his other hand on the mountain rock.
Next, I saw the black jade and the surface of the mountain god rock on the side, all of which were constantly flashing with light.
And Zhang Dongyun's royal and domineering aura has become more condensed and pure.
Gradually, his cultivation began to undergo a qualitative change to some extent.
On the surface of the black jade, cold air kept pouring out, and then it was breathed by Zhang Dongyun, inhaled into his body, and then slowly exhaled.
The entire hall was slowly shrouded in clouds and mist.
In the days that followed, Zhang Dongyun focused on his own training while focusing on his construction tasks.
With the efforts of a large number of Confucian practitioners and even more ordinary scholars, the illiteracy rate in Chang'an City continues to decline.
More and more ordinary people are beginning to learn to read and write.
Following this, their lives began to undergo some seemingly insignificant changes, but in fact they had far-reaching consequences.
After Zhang Dongyun was practicing, he was sitting in the Daming Palace, scanning the entire Invincible City, nodding with joy every time.
He suddenly remembered something and glanced at Tingshan Academy again.
This time, he could no longer see Li Jun.
As his thoughts moved, the whereabouts of the young scholar unfolded before Zhang Dongyun's eyes.
Sure enough, Li Jun responded to the call of Chang'an City, took the initiative to leave the academy, came to the countryside, and founded his own private school to teach and educate people.
He is a Confucian practitioner in the fourth realm. Although his lectures are not as effective as the enlightenment of great Confucian scholars, they are still very effective.
Everyone who listened to his lectures was attentive and fascinated.
The teaching effect is also quite good.
Mr. Li's name spread throughout the country.
After staying in one place for the most part and teaching most of the local people how to read and write, Li Jun said goodbye to them and headed to the next village.
Every time he leaves, there are children who are reluctant to leave, and there are also adults who thank Mr. Li for his virtue and see him off all the way out of the village, or even directly to his next destination.
While Li Jun taught and educated people, he also organized his own knowledge.
One day, after saying goodbye to his fellow villagers, he was walking in the fields when suddenly there was a sound of thunder above his head.
Li Jun stood in the mountains, looking up at the thunderclouds in the sky, with lightning flashing from time to time, and suddenly there was emotion in his heart that wanted to burst out.
His literary talent suddenly soared into the sky. Although it was only a faint ray, its brilliance lasted forever.
The next moment, he felt that the literary talents were settling in him, and finally condensed together to form his own literary courage.
Li Jun shouted loudly, and his voice was like thunder in the sky, full of masculine power, shocking ghosts, gods and demons.
He took one step forward, kept his foot firmly in the air, and then continued forward, rising into the sky step by step.
Literary talents condensed at his feet and turned into blue clouds.
The tongue bursts with spring thunder, and the rapid progress is the characteristic of the fifth realm of Confucian practice, the realm of literary courage.
As Li Jun taught, he felt something in his heart, broke through his own bottleneck, and his level of Confucian cultivation suddenly rose.
He stood in mid-air, a little lost for a moment.
After staying for a while, he turned around and bowed three times in the direction of Tingshan:
"Dad, I will definitely inherit your character and will."
After three prayers, the clouds under Li Jun's feet dispersed, and he landed on the ground again. Then he walked forward with his feet on the ground and continued on his way.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun watched this scene quietly and nodded slightly.
His eyes continued to scan all directions in the city.
After looking at it for a moment, City Lord Zhang suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.
Therefore, in the Tang Dynasty, at the junction of Yangning County and Yinning County, there was a big river named Ninghe River.
The south of Ninghe River is Yangning County, and the north of Ninghe River is Yinning County.
At this moment, the Ninghe River was swollen, and the river suddenly overflowed in one place, breaking down the dam and about to submerge the villages along the river.
When someone in the village saw it, they quickly shouted a warning and told everyone to leave quickly.
But the flood was so fast that the villagers had no time to escape.
Zhang Dongyun watched this scene without taking action because he saw someone else passing by.
These two people will definitely help and will not sit idly by.
Sure enough, a little man rushed out, and the golden Buddha light surged, blocking the rushing flood in front of him.
The Buddha's light stretched and changed, and soon turned into bodhi trees, like a forest, blocking the flood.
When the people in the village saw this, they were all surprised.
Everyone took a closer look and found that the rescuer turned out to be a young monk who looked to be in his teens.
The little guy's Bodhi Forest blocks floods and diverts them in other directions, temporarily avoiding the villages behind the Bodhi Forest.
At this time, another person fell from the sky.
He closed his palms together, and the surge of Buddha's light actually caused the gap in the collapsed dam to close again.
When the villagers looked again, this second man looked young, only sixteen or seventeen years old.
Everyone was surprised and thought it was an immortal Buddha who had returned to youth.
The ones who took action were two young monks, Huiming and Yongse.
After they calmed down the disaster caused by the flood, they did not intend to stay longer. They just nodded to the villagers and turned around to leave.
At this time, some villagers shouted: "Thank you two masters!"
Hearing this, Yongse turned around and waved to them with a smile.
But at this time, someone shouted: "What do you know? They must be sent by the Lord of Chang'an City to rescue us. The Lord of Chang'an City is God!"
After saying that, the man knelt directly on the ground and prayed devoutly to God: "Thank you, Lord of Chang'an City, for sending monks down to earth to save the suffering people."
Yongse was stunned.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun was also stunned for a moment.
He suddenly felt that this scene looked familiar.
I remember that in his previous life on Blue Star, he helped someone.
The other party did not thank him, but thanked the gods.
Someone next to you reminded you that this young man helped you, but the other person replied:
This young man is sent by God.
Zhang Dongyun never imagined that one day, the position under his butt would be changed to this.
He admitted that in a world with such a background, he led everyone in Chang'an City to worship himself as the lord of Chang'an City. From a certain perspective, he was creating a god.
Then the appearance of this scene seems not so unexpected?
I'm afraid it has happened many times before today.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly.
The folks in the village looked at the man in a panic, and many people quickly followed his example.
A few people are a little undecided.
One person asked in a low voice: "I heard that monks worship Buddha..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted: "Buddha is also in charge of Chang'an City!"
The villagers in the distance were arguing. Young monk Yongse touched his bald head and looked at monk Huiming: "Senior brother, is it us who saved, the Lord of Chang'an City, or the Buddha?"
Huiming looked calm and touched the other person's bald head: "It doesn't matter who saves the person, what matters is that the person is saved."
Yongse blinked, half understanding, and finally nodded: "What the senior brother said is that I didn't think about anything else just now. I just thought about stopping the flood and saving people. Other things are really not important."
Monk Huiming smiled and nodded.
He looked at the villagers who were still arguing and said in a loud voice: "The Lord of Chang'an City sent us here."
The villagers over there suddenly united in their opinions and paid homage to the sky together to thank the Lord of Chang'an City for saving him.
Young monk Yongse shook his head: "Brother, if you say so, they will stop arguing, but can everyone still see the truth and distinguish themselves clearly?"
"Compared to the truth, harmonious neighbors and a happy life may be more important to them."
Monk Huiming sighed: "The more places I travel, the more I feel that people's true selves are different."