Plow an inch of soil deeply in spring, and plow ten thousand stones more in autumn.
For most farmers in the world, spring is extremely busy. If they miss spring planting, it will be a big deal.
Outside the city of Heishan, the scene is in full swing, and the mountains and plains are full of busy farmers.
One year of snow disaster and one year of cold winter, all states were severely affected, but Heishan City seemed to be an exception.
God seems to be extraordinarily merciful to this small county. The land remains fertile, and even after the snowstorm, there was a bumper harvest.
As a result, in more than two years, the number of refugees here has been dozens of times greater than in previous years. Even in inaccessible mountain nests, there are people digging and clearing land.
Taking off his shoes and socks, with his arms bare and his trouser legs exposed, and with his teeth gritted, Heishan County Magistrate Zhang Sanyuan walked into the yellow mud field and started plowing hard.
The failed scholar was also a scholar, and after just a few strokes, his back was already aching. He didn't go to the ground often, and his soles didn't have the thick calluses of ordinary farmers, making him grin.
But he was too embarrassed to stop. This spring planting was what he had called for, but looking at the old man in front of him who plowed the land faster than an ox, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Ordinary farmers, of course, can work in the field in their sixties, but they still have such endurance when they are seventy or eighty years old...
"grown ups?"
A yamen servant came over and asked cautiously, "Do you want to take a break?"
"Go, I can still persist!"
Looking at the muscular old man in the distance, Zhang Sanyuan waved his hand and persisted through gritted teeth.
However, he couldn't endure it in the end. Within two hours, he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, while Mr. Yang became more and more energetic as he worked.
As a person from Montenegro, as long as he stands on this land, he will not seem to be exhausted, but will become more and more powerful.
"Human, you still have to move around. Sitting all the time is not a problem."
Wringing his sweat towel, the old man went to the ground to rest. He glanced at Zhang Sanyuan, who was panting like an ox, and couldn't help but shake his head.
"That's what you said."
Zhang Sanyuan didn't dare to say anything, so he could only respond with a smile. Although he was the magistrate of Heishan County, he did not dare to offend the old man in front of him.
"It's not easy to open up wasteland, but it must be done. The weather is abnormal these days. If the family doesn't have enough food to store, they won't be able to survive..."
The old man drank gulps of water and did not forget to communicate with the county magistrate. Of course, he was mostly the one nagging.
"That's what you said."
Zhang Sanyuan only nodded.
After a short rest, Mr. Yang went to the ground again, which made the county magistrate feel his scalp numb. Fortunately, God seemed to have heard his prayer.
Not long after, Xiao Wu came in a hurry and whispered a few words. The old man immediately panicked and ran home without even having time to put on his shoes.
"shoe……"
Xiao Wu picked up his shoes and chased after him, but he just couldn't catch up.
After being cut down by the great master's true energy, Mr. Yang didn't pay much attention to martial arts, but he made great progress. In just a few years, he had to change his body eight times.
Of course Xiao Wu practiced martial arts diligently, but it was far from enough.
"Old woman..."
He burst into the yard with a whirlwind, and the old man's body suddenly froze, and he heard the cry of milk.
"Daddy..."
"Daddy..."
The old man was stunned:
"Bi, gave birth?"...
He was so pleasantly surprised that he quickly entered the house, but when he entered the house, he suddenly stared.
There was no big fat baby as expected, that voice came from the belly of my old woman...
"This this……"
The old man was confused. He almost thought he was hallucinating, until the call came again, he woke up like a dream, but he still couldn't believe it.
This, how is this possible?!
"Why are you still standing there? Close the door!"
Grandma Yang glared at him. She was more surprised than anyone else, but she didn't panic. She stroked her belly gently, but her hands and feet were trembling and cold.
"Oh~~"
The old man hurriedly closed the courtyard door first and then the house door.
"Don't let others listen, otherwise it will be a disaster..."
The old man had sweat on his forehead.
After living for many years, he has never seen anything. Once such an extraordinary thing is leaked, it will probably lead to big trouble.
But it wasn't this that made him nervous, but...
"You, how can you speak?"
Fortunately, after going through a lot, the old man was worried, but he did not panic, but called softly.
However, the only people who responded to him were "daddy", "mother" and "hungry"...
"just now……"
Grandma Yang was obviously worried, so she ate some pastries while talking about what happened before.
"Before, the sun was very bright, and I fell asleep without realizing it. I had a dream. In the dream, the sun and moon were hanging in the sky.
But at a certain moment, they fell together, and then, then..."
A flash of confusion flashed across Granny Yang's face:
"Then……"
"Just, just talk?"
The old couple looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy.
The old man also felt a little uneasy, but after all he had experienced something, he suppressed his thoughts and put his old lady to sleep.
He closed the door carefully, and without going anywhere, he squatted down at the door. While thinking, he suddenly remembered something.
[Ten Capital Heavenly Ranking Chart (God)]
[Four steps to becoming an immortal: The second step is to hold a ceremony]
[Ritual: The match between an immortal and a god may lead to the birth of a son of the god, leaving descendants with lasting blessings...]
【completed】
"finished!"
The old man was shocked and suddenly understood.
This ceremony actually does not have to be completed after the child is born, but...
"But how can they talk?"
The old man was heartbroken.
He had been just a little jailer for most of his life. After experiencing something like this, he felt worried and anxious, but he didn't know what to do.
After a long while, he remembered what Wang Muzhi had left behind before leaving. He reached into his arms, took it out, and murmured softly:
"In the practice of mastering magical powers, observing the precepts is the first priority. Once the ceremony is completed, if you do not observe the precepts, you will perish in the sea of laws. The key to observing the precepts is as follows...
Brother, you can try to practice a little or two. If you can’t get in for a while, don’t be in a hurry. This kind of discipline-keeping method will soon take three to five years..."
"Keep the precepts..."
The old man scratched his head, as if he had something to worry about:
"What about the Sea of Laws? Can you ask Xiao Yu to come with you?"
…
…
In the room, five ghosts were released as a warning, and Yang Yu sat down cross-legged...
Buzz!
The moment his mind touched the broken knife, Yang Yu felt a familiar breath calling, and he moved accordingly without hesitation.
The next moment, he felt his mind lighten, just like before, the light and shadow were changing.
And just when he thought he was about to follow the old man into the Tianhai Realm again, his mind suddenly froze.
Deep, mysterious, lonely, cold...
This is,
"Sea of Laws?!"
Yang Yu was stunned. When he came to his senses, he had entered this unknown place again. All he could see was the heart-wrenching sea of ink, and the mist that never dispersed and could not be sensed.
And, standing on the deck of an ancient ship, the old man was frightened, confused, and at a loss.
"Little prison!"
The old man's voice was trembling.
There was no greeting. He poured out his worries and anxiety and how he got here, as if pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
"You said that the child can speak when it is in the mother-in-law's belly? And your ritual is completed? Then, you follow the method given to you by Wang Muzhi, observe the precepts, and then enter the sea of laws..."
After sorting through the old man's words, Yang Prison was a little confused.
He was a little surprised that Wei Sheng could speak human words, but what surprised him even more was:
“When did you try to keep the precepts?”
"Just, just now..."
The old man was full of thoughts and frowned, while Yang Yu was stunned for a while before asking with a wry smile:
"What precepts do you hold?"
"Kill, kill..."
The old man didn't hide anything. His understanding of observing the precepts was very simple and straightforward, so he chose what he could do.
As for killing, he never liked it.
"..."
Yang Yu was speechless for a moment.
Keeping the precepts is not martial arts, and does not require hard work, but there are many key points in it. He himself can be considered fast in keeping the precepts, but to be as fast as the old man is a bit unbelievable...
It's like, I have already observed the precepts...
'Is it possible, old man, that some great power is reincarnated? But it seems that in ancient times, we have never heard of similar records...'
After changing his mind, Yang Yu could only comfort the old man:
"You are not a mortal now. Not to mention possessing Taoism and fruit, your status as a land lord is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
The fact that children are special is not an incomprehensible bad thing..."
My mother-in-law also obtained a Dao Fruit. Yang Yu had already known about this in the letter a few months ago, and she was shocked and confused at the time.
But being thousands of miles apart, he could only blame it on the explanation that the old man was blessed with great luck...
The old man sighed, and his sadness disappeared a lot:
"Well, the old man doesn't expect you to have any great abilities. Living in peace is better than anything else..."
Yang Yu could only remain silent.
Several years have passed, and no matter how little information the old man has, he still knows what he has done in these years.
He had no way to explain, so he had to change the subject:
"This ship seems to be no ordinary thing..."
The sea of ink is strange and treacherous, and walking in it consumes a lot of energy every step. This is why he has entered and exited the sea of laws many times without success.
The time you can stay is too short.
But at this moment, as the ancient ship drifted with the current, he didn't even notice the loss of his own spirit...
"This place is so weird, and so is this boat. It's so dark and scary to look at..."
Looking around, the old man couldn't help but shudder. If Yang Yu hadn't been there, he wouldn't have wanted to come to this ghost place.
"This ship..."
Stroking the hull of the boat, the tentacles feel warm, like charcoal that has been burned and cooled. If you look closely, it seems to have the magical effect of isolating the spirit.
Seeing that he seemed very interested, the old man subconsciously touched it, but the moment his fingers touched the hull of the ship.
A soft and white light lit up from the hull.
"Um?!"
In the gleaming light, Yang Yu retreated, guarding the old man behind him. He concentrated on sensing, and with the faint light, he could see clearly.
In the dark cabin, an old man in extremely ancient clothes sat cross-legged, his eyes wide open, but not even a breath of air.
And behind him, there was a deep and vast ancient scroll that seemed to be there but not at all.
On it, there are two ancient Taoist inscriptions.
That is……
Subconsciously looking back at the confused old man, Yang Yu's eyes flashed with horror.