In the third year of Longxiang, a group of caravans set out from Loulan and came to Yongming.
People in Loulan were very curious about this eastern country, and what they saw along the way made them feel as if they had entered a country where the legendary gods lived.
"What's this?!"
The wilderness is a patch of golden color, with plump rice ears crowded together. The rice grains on it are like gorgeous gold. Each grain is the size of a fist. When gathered together, it can even be used by people to walk.
There is also rice in Loulan, but those Loulan people don’t believe that the things in the fields in front of them are also a kind of rice.
"This is Dragon Elephant Rice. It is watered and grown by the wisdom of heaven and earth. It is an immortal seed created by Emperor Long Elephant. It grows four seasons a year and can harvest 3,600 kilograms of grain from one acre of land!"
The accompanying officials gave explanations, and their words did not conceal their respect for Emperor Longxiang.
These Loulan people know that the Dragon Elephant Emperor mentioned by this official is the current master of this country.
Diplomacy is no small matter. As early as when they entered Yongming, they were intercepted by the local government. They reported it to the court and received approval before allowing them to enter.
"One acre is 3,600 jins, which means it can produce more than 10,000 jins a year?!" When many Loulan people heard this figure, even though they had already estimated it, they still couldn't help but feel shocked.
One acre of land can produce more than 10,000 kilograms per year. What is the concept?
You must know that food is the first priority for the people. They also have rice in Loulan, but it is only an inferior variety. It is grown twice a year. Even in a good year, one acre of land can only produce two to three hundred kilograms.
Whether a country is strong or not, the amount of food is also one of the criteria for measuring it. Otherwise, how can it be strong if the people under its rule don't even have enough to eat?
"Can we exchange some of these seeds and take them away?!"
The person in charge of the Loulan people asked the officials around him.
"There is no problem with the exchange. It's just that the land outside China is filled with such immortal seeds!"
The accompanying officials responded without any concealment, showing the magnanimity of a great nation.
Although it has only been three years, for the entire China, it has undoubtedly changed the world and rebuilt the world. The changes in the times in these three years have caused huge changes in many people's concepts.
"Why is this?!"
asked the Loulan native.
"If this dragon-elephant rice wants to grow, it must be irrigated by the genius of heaven and earth. In our land of China, your majesty has great supernatural power. He hangs the sky with the sky bell, uses yin and yang to regulate the five elements and shakes the universe, so that the weather in the land of China is smooth. The rain falling in your Loulan is just ordinary.
The water falling from the land of China is the dew of heaven, and the wisdom of heaven and earth is contained in it!"
the official responded.
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, making people a little unsteady on their feet.
"No, the ground is shaking!"
A kind of Loulan people saw the earth shaking suddenly and shouted quickly.
"This is not an earthquake, but some practitioners are using their magical powers to dig rivers!"
The accompanying officials were not surprised.
"Asking cultivators to dig rivers? With the dignity of cultivators, how could they do such a vulgar thing?!" When the Loulan people heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised.
There are also cultivators in Loulan. The cultivators in Loulan have a high status and are called immortal masters. They are aloof and do not live in the world. They just accept worship from the Loulan people.
In Loulan, they would simply not dare to think about having an immortal master condescend to dig a river. After all, in terms of status, even the Lord of Loulan cannot match the dignity of an immortal master.
"Can we go over and take a look?!"
Someone from Loulan asked about it.
"Practitioners are also human beings. How can they be said to be noble when they are born in the human world? If there is a way, there is no high or low in anything. How can it be noble or vulgar?!"
officials responded.
"Your Majesty has said that with great power comes greater responsibility. Since practitioners have developed great supernatural powers, they will naturally benefit the world!"
"The construction site is not far from here, I will take you there to have a look!"
After saying that, the accompanying officials led everyone in Loulan directly into a huge iron box.
The iron box requires no manpower or animal power and can carry hundreds of thousands of kilograms of things.
When the people of Loulan saw this iron box called a truck for the first time, they were extremely surprised. Later they learned that it was a creation of the Tiangong Pavilion of the imperial court, and it was burned with something called black oil.
In Yongming, there are not only iron boxes running on the ground, but also iron birds flying in the sky. Of course, unlike the large number of iron boxes, the number of iron birds is very small, and you can only see them in the capital.
The truck was going very fast, and there were fertile fields to the left and right, all golden. The road was not dirt, but something like glass, extremely tough.
This is the avenue opened by the practitioners of Tiangong Pavilion, using a magic weapon called Xiaohao Tianjing to gather the sunlight and burn the ground, specifically for trucks to transport Longxiang rice.
About a quarter of an hour later, the Loulan people from far away saw many immortal masters with high status in Loulan flying in the sky, controlling the splendid magic weapons, constantly bombarding the ground. Along with the huge earthquake, the ground was bombarded.
Suddenly large pieces broke into pieces.
After the earth shattered, immortal masters used bag-shaped magic weapons to carry earth and rocks to both sides of the river.
These cultivators worked in groups of three, with a clear division of labor, and their speed was extremely fast. The ditch as wide as fifty meters was stretched visibly to the naked eye. With the speed of these people, working together, they could dig ten miles in half an hour.
Its speed is simply not comparable to ordinary people.
"This is the canal. There are nine rivers and ten roads in the world, running through Jiuzhou. Yongming's thousand-year plan is all here!"
The official explained.
"Of course, this ditch is just a tributary. The real main canal is ten miles wide. This can only be regarded as a small ditch!"
"With the magical power of a cultivator, how can he be willing to be driven by others?!" Someone finally asked the biggest doubt in his heart.
"These cultivators used to hide in the mountains and fields, and were self-sufficient with their magical powers. Jiuzhou was vast, with countless blessed places and caves, and there were also various mineral deposits buried in the earth. At that time, with the magical powers of the cultivators, they could do whatever they wanted.
Go and get it, you will naturally feel free and at ease!"
"Now, all cultivators in the world must be registered on the royal land. The mineral deposits in the blessed land and cave are the property of the imperial court. Anyone who dares to arbitrarily occupy it will have to go to the Immortal Killing Platform!"
The accompanying official said proudly.
"They are now willing to serve the imperial court, just for good deeds. Blessed lands, caves, heavens, various mineral deposits, and secret scriptures can all be exchanged for good deeds."
"Won't this cause resistance from those practitioners?!"
Someone asked curiously.
They knew how arrogant the immortal masters in Loulan were. Only the immortal masters had always made rules for mortals, but no mortals had ever set rules for the immortal masters.
"How could it not be the case? In the past, those cultivators had great supernatural powers and regarded ordinary people as ants, saying that the way of heaven was unkind, and even demons would sacrifice a city of people to refine magic weapons. But now, there is a heavenly bell hanging in the sky, but it is
The spiritual power of a practitioner is no match for His Majesty's. If the heavenly clock moves, the world will be turned upside down, and all monsters and monsters will be wiped out!"