Riding on the back of the big buffalo, Xu Ji looked at Zhao Shuo's appearance.
This dandy of old has now become tanned by the sun, his figure seems to be stronger, and his hands have grown calluses.
The key is not here, but on the top of Zhao Shuo's head.
Under the eyes of the Taoist ancestor, the destiny of this former playboy has changed from the darkness and decay of the past to a light purple.
As he moved his fingers, Xu Ji's eyes saw a woman following Zhao Shuo.
The woman was holding a little boy, and she was carrying a little girl who was just born on her back.
"Zhao's orphans no longer exist!" Xu Ji sighed: "This mythical world has gone in another direction!"
If there were no Zhao orphans, would there still be three families?
When Xu Ji thought of this, he had a clear understanding.
There will be.
There will definitely be one!
Because the Jin Dynasty has declined!
There were countless lines in his eyes, and in his eyes, a towering tree was falling apart!
This is the collapse of orthodoxy!
If there is no skin left, how will the hair be attached?
Once the orthodoxy collapses, everything attached to it will eventually perish!
The emperor of Zhou is like this, and so are the concubines of Zhou Dynasty!
As a close vassal of the Zhou Dynasty, the Jin Kingdom will surely perish!
This is an inevitable rule!
Cause and effect are caused by heaven and earth!
When one is prosperous, both are prosperous; when one is lost, both are harmed!
…
Duke Chong'er of Jin was sitting on the bus.
Magical weapons surround him.
The destiny of Zhou shines, and the torrent of humanity rolls in.
The six armies of Jin are advancing together!
With the power and blessing of Taoism, Chong'er felt omnipotent at this moment.
"Master Hu, how do you reply to Duke Qin?" He turned around and asked, a minister riding a chariot guarding him, who was also his close confidant Hu Yan.
Hu Yan replied: "Reporting to your Majesty, Duke Qin has already replied that he will order General Meng Shiming of the State of Qin to beg for help and lead 800 troops to help!"
Chong'er nodded, extremely satisfied.
The alliance between Qin and Jin is unbreakable!
This is the basis for Jin's hegemony - with Qin as an ally, the northwest no longer needs to be defended, and Luoyang is also within its grasp.
From this, Jin can develop south, east, and north with peace of mind.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the ancestors of Jin Gong Chong'er once replaced the large clan with a small clan, completing the great cause of Qu Wo succeeding Yi.
In today's Jin Dynasty, if the plan is good, it may not be possible to replace the royal family with side branches and direct descendants!
Before the Jin Dynasty, he was the son of King Wu and the younger brother of King Cheng!
In terms of bloodline, I am afraid it is even more pure than the current emperor!
Chong'er said: "Good!"
"Send people to Zheng again and ask the people of Zheng to prepare 30,000 ingots of fragrant copper and send them to the army!"
"No!" Hu Yan took the order and left.
Chong'er was leaning on the throne of the bus, with his mind wandering, getting in touch with his ancestors in the ancestral temple.
"Ancestors... Ancestors..."
"Unworthy descendants dare to ask about auspicious days!"
This is the time to seek a decisive battle.
"Wait for the master's decree!" The ancestor's voice echoed in my ears.
…
Luoyang, Royal Palace.
Guangchengzi's figure walked in leisurely.
The royal palace of Zhou Dynasty has now deteriorated to the point where even its basic defensive strength has been lost.
This made Guangchengzi sigh with emotion.
I think back then, when the royal family of Haojing was in its heyday, immortals and Buddhas made changes, and ghosts and gods came to serve as ministers!
So much so that the ministers of Emperor Zhou dared to boast confidently: Is the whole world the land of the king, and the shores of the land are the ministers of the king!
As long as the sun, moon and stars shine, it is the land of the Emperor!
All the emperors and emperors, get out of here.
In this world, only the emperor's edict counts.
Only the teachings of the saints can be regarded as the decrees of the law!
Under the radiance of humanity, even the will of the Emperor of Heaven instantly lost all power and authority!
This is also where the hegemony of the protagonist of heaven and earth lies!
What the protagonist does not recognize is just empty words in the world, it is false law, it is chaos!
For example, the Western religion, which has closed its doors in Hezhou, Xiniu, boasts about itself, which is quite impressive.
However, after leaving Xiniu Hezhou, no one recognized him.
Western Buddhism is greatly reduced in Nanzhan continent and cannot even be practiced.
If the protagonist doesn't recognize you, even if you have all kinds of magical powers and endless changes, you're still nothing more than a stupid dog.
Even the two sages of the West will come to Nanzhan Buzhou as Taoists.
However……
Nowadays, this palace shows decadence, decline and decay everywhere.
Cause and effect are immersed, and evil obstacles are entangled.
There is no more merit, no more authority.
Just like him today!
Guangchengzi sighed slightly, shook out Yin Jiao's remains, and then made a magic spell to drive a primordial spirit into the disciple's remains.
After a while, the eldest son of the former King Zhou opened his eyes.
He looked at Guangchengzi and said, "Fellow Taoist, I'm leaving!"
"Go! Go!" Guang Chengzi said.
Yin Jiao stepped into the depths of the palace with his head held high.
The last bit of human power guarding him was so weak that it was impossible to distinguish Yin Jiao's whereabouts and could only let him go straight into it.
Yin Jiaoyi shed his hair and stepped directly into Prince Zhou's palace.
After blowing a gentle breath, the soldiers in the palace collapsed to the ground.
The prince, who was playing with the maid on the bed, turned around and looked at the stranger approaching.
He became frightened for no reason: "Who are you?"
"I am you!" Yin Jiao's corpse said slowly.
His appearance changed naturally.
Soon he looked like the prince.
Prince Zhou swallowed his saliva and asked, "Then who am I?"
"You are Yinjiao!"
When the prince heard this, he slowly fell backwards and turned into a dead body.
…
The huge bull demon showed its true form, more than ten feet long!
Obviously, this is a great demon in disguise!
The strong body looks extremely powerful.
And he was covered with layers of iron chains, pulling the huge harvester behind him.
This giant steel monster began to work after being debugged by two craftsmen sent from the countryside.
The bull demon dragged it towards the continuous wheat field.
The sharp blade, driven by the transmission device, cuts the wheat into pieces.
Several huge pieces of slurry were shaking, separating the ears of the fallen wheat from the stalks.
One such harvester can harvest one to two hundred acres of wheat in one day.
The labor force required is nothing more than an ox demon and a harvester.
The farmers on the ridge looked straight-eyed.
"Village chief, how much does a machine like this cost?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"I heard from the villagers that the price of a harvester in the county is two hundred ingots of fragrant copper!" the village chief replied.
"It's not expensive!" The villagers said one after another: "If we save for a year, we should be able to buy two of them!"
"Village chief, village chief, let's go buy it next year!"
The village chief listened and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he lowered his head and said with a smile: "Okay! Okay! Let's buy two units next year, no... three!"
While he was talking, one acre of wheat field had been harvested.
Zhao Shuo led his men to put all the wheat in the harvester into baskets, and then carried them to the field ridge.
In front of everyone, count the wheat in the basket.
Separate the spiritual wheat from the ordinary wheat.
This is a very simple matter - Lingmai is much heavier than Fanmai!
Gently toss the ears of wheat in the basket. The top ones are ordinary wheat and the bottom ones are spiritual wheat.
Then by visual inspection, anyone can tell the difference between Lingmai and Fanmai.
So, soon, people separated the wheat from this acre of land.
A standard scale that had been prepared early was pushed over.
Zhao Shuo stepped forward and weighed the Lingmai, then turned back excitedly to the village chief and said, "Village Chief, there are fifty kilograms of Lingmai in this acre of land!"
The village chief couldn't believe his ears. He quickly stepped forward, looked at the scale carefully, and then checked the wheat. After confirming that it was correct, the village chief immediately knelt down and started crying.
"Fifty catties of spiritual wheat... hahaha... fifty catties of spiritual wheat!"
One acre of land produced fifty kilograms of spiritual wheat!
If this were the case, wouldn't the village's two thousand acres of wheat land be able to produce one hundred thousand kilograms of wheat?
If this is the case, then every household can eat spiritual food porridge!
Spiritual food is no longer exclusive to pregnant women, the elderly, and children.
Three years ago, the village chief remembered that he had just fled here and came here.
The clothes are in rags, the figure is haggard, and he is almost dead!
It was the people from Liujun who cooked him a bowl of spiritual food porridge and saved his life!
At that time, spiritual food was a rare thing even in Liu County, and it was rare to see it!
A few taels per acre is already a good harvest.
But now, it’s actually calculated by the pound!
And it’s fifty pounds per acre!
Zhao Shuo also led someone to weigh Fanmai, which also weighed 400 kilograms, almost four stones!
Including Lingmai, it is almost the same as last year’s harvest.
However, the output of spiritual food has increased dozens of times!
Last year, one acre of land produced just over a kilogram of spiritual wheat!
