Chapter 921 Worship to Daoist Xiao
"Hehe, I'm really unconvinced!" Xiao Hua laughed secretly in his heart, and cupped his hands and said, "It's easy to say, but Xiao wants to make a bet with fellow daoists, if anyone loses, he will have to buy it from the storage bag." A strange thing came out!"
"Hahaha, no problem, Fellow Daoist Xiao, I hope you have enough Zhuyancao!" All the monks laughed loudly, urging their mana to fly out!
"Weird! Why are they so sure?" Xiao Hua was a little surprised, but he still urged his mana carefully, and was the last one to get on Hongqiao! Although he is not a body-refining cultivator, he has tempered his bones for many years. Even Kua Riming is not as good as him. He doesn't think these cultivators on Xuehui Island are better than him at all!
Far away on the other shore of the Haihe Sea, many fishermen in that small fishing village had already started to worship Xiao Hua before setting off to fish!
No matter how far away from the seaside of Jihehai, in the villages and farms in Haicheng, Yuncheng and other places, the common people of the world have also planted the good seeds sent by Xiao Hua! This improved variety is obviously different from the previous rice crops, not only drought-tolerant. 78 And it matures early, and the food produced is extremely fragrant! Needless to say, it is steamed and eaten, even if it is chewed raw, it is sweet!
Many farmers’ babies, because their mother’s milk is insufficient, have been eating porridge made from this food since they were young. Although they are only a few months old, their chubby bodies and bright eyes are not as clever as those who are rich. How bad is their baby!
Farmers have sharp eyesight, and they scrambled to find this good variety everywhere! What made them gratified and surprised was that the price of this good breed was the same as that of ordinary good breeds, and many places even offered free money as a gift! Of course, there is a price for not wanting silver taels, and the only price is to remember the owner of the good breed and be grateful to the owner from the heart!
For simple farmers, this is really not a big price! They feel that they should be grateful to Dade! Even the farmers who knew about this had already brought a statue with them when they went to collect the improved seeds, although they did not have a clear face. But the person's name is correct, the five characters "Xiao Hua Xiao Daoist" are truly written on the body of the statue! Moreover, after these farmers went back, they really thanked them! Because thank you who is not thank you? As long as it can bring benefits to the farmers, they will thank you devoutly!
This is not. Outside a mountain village in the west of Mongolia. Because of the drought, many people carried a humanoid statue and climbed up a steep foothill with difficulty, as if they wanted to worship on the top of the mountain!
At this time. A rainbow flashed from a distance, and three monks flew down on the top of the peak, and in front of them was a young monk wearing a bright red Taoist robe! Behind him are two older men. However, the two old men respected this monk very much, because the young monk was a Nascent Soul cultivator. One of the two old men is at the middle stage of Golden Core, and the other is at the early stage of Golden Core!
"Master, why don't you rest here for a while!" an old man said respectfully,
Hastily took out several spiritual fruits from the storage bag, and handed them over respectfully.
"En." The young monk nodded slightly and waved his hand. A green futon appeared under the shade of the mountain top. The monk floated up and landed on the futon!
Wait for the monk to take a bite of the spiritual fruit. Swipe your eyes casually, and you will see the peasants climbing halfway up the mountain!
"Huh? What are these common people doing?" the monk asked casually.
Another monk glanced over with his divine sense and said with a smile, "The peasants are asking the gods! It seems to be dry here now, and they are asking the Dragon Lord for rain!"
"Hahaha~ What a bunch of ignorant idiots!" The young Nascent Soul cultivator laughed loudly, "How can there be such a dragon king in this world? Even if there is, he is our pet! Who can give them cloud and rain? What do you want? Lord Dragon, it is better to beg the poor!"
"Hehe, that's right, Master!" The tall and thin monk who offered the spiritual fruit smiled apologetically. "Everyone in the world is stupid. How do you know that there are only immortals in this world. There are no gods? Besides, the real immortals in front of you don't know how to beg, but pray to false gods that don't exist! It's really ridiculous!"
"Hmph, how can these fools compare with monks like me? How can they tell right from wrong?" The monk sneered, dismissively, and frowned just as he was about to raise his eyes, "No, the old man knows, The dragon god worshiped by the worldly people is a python dragon, exactly like the python dragon of the Taiqing sect. This statue seems to be in the shape of a human? Huh? There seems to be writing on the statue... Xiao Zhenren?? ? What kind of god is this Daoist Xiao? Could it be a monk from my Mongolian country??"
"Hehe, master!" The tall and thin monk smiled and explained, "Since he is a real person, he must be a monk with a Nascent Soul cultivation level, but if he is this kind of monk, he will have a title, such as the word "jinglu" for master, But the whole Three Kingdoms of Cultivation are well-known, so how could there be only the word "Xiao"? From what the disciples saw, this "Xiao" was a surname, maybe the cultivator who refined Qi did something, and they were called Remember, this is the real person called Xiao Zhenren without knowing the importance! How did they know that the word "real person" is not called casually!"
"Well, what Guan Yu said is true!" The Nascent Soul cultivator was actually the Daoist Jingji of the Changbai Sect.
"Besides, Master!" another monk hurriedly said, "When the cultivation base reaches the level of Master, it is the skill to participate in good fortune, temper babies, get distracted early, and get a glimpse of the way of heaven! Who has nothing to do to get rid of these foolish things?" What? It must be some little monk, trying to make a name for himself!"
"Well~" Daoist Jingsi waved his hand and said, "Don't pay attention to them! Guan Yu, the material you collected this time is very good, and it will be very useful for the magic weapon refined by the teacher this time. There are many rewards!"
"Don't dare, it's because of the master's good luck. The disciple can find it after a little searching. This is all the filial piety of the disciple. The master doesn't need to take it to heart..." Hu Guanfu was about to give in, "Dangdangdang" one after another The gong sounded, and the benevolent voice of "Master Xiao" came up!
"Master, take your disciples to drive them away!" Huguan Xiang hurriedly said when seeing Daoist Jingli frowned.
"No need, enough rest for the teacher! I'll go now!" Daoist Jingli swung his sleeves to cover both of them, and immediately turned into a rainbow and charged high into the sky!
Before I knew it, it was several days later, the three of them passed by a swamp, and they saw a lot of incense candles placed on the ridges of the terraced fields on the hillside, regardless of men, women, old or young. Before coming to the incense candle, bow down to the incense candle!
The smoke from the incense candles lingers on the hillside...