Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 667: Fruit

Purple Air Palace.

Lu Tong and the iron tumor dragon sat opposite each other. After a long time, he raised his hand and took the iron tumor dragon into his body and murmured: "There is an error in the memory, and we cannot be separated again in the future."

Before entering the Shenxu, a split soul was left to sit in the Purple Air Palace.

Four months have passed, and I have been comparing myself with my divided soul again. The natural feeling of being one and the same as before is no longer there. It's like looking in the mirror. The person in the mirror has the same facial features, but the makeup has changed.

His eyes closed to calm the strange dislocation in his mind.

After spending a long time, the "difference" has not changed, as if an invisible thorn has penetrated into the soul.

"Your Majesty, Liu Jixin and Qiu Ci would like to see you."

"Huh."

Lu Tong took a long breath, opened his eyes, and said, "Please come in."

"Yes."

Soon, the two entered the palace and saluted together: "Meet the Lord."

"Sit."

The two sat down one after another.

Liu Jixin handed over a brochure and said: "Master, the population of the country is prosperous and has exceeded 600,000. However, due to neglect of management, the city is okay, and the villages are almost in chaos. Therefore, we are waiting for you. It was agreed that the villages and towns should be re-divided and renamed 'Chita'."

Lu Tong opened the booklet.

The first page is a map, covering the previous Wanguo and Xuguo. Except for Shenxu, the rest of the places are divided into four pools:

Michi, west of Mihe;

Bochi, around Bowang City, covers the entire northeast;

Jinchi, around Jinjing City, and the entire southeast except the capital;

Hongchi, inside and outside the Hongshan Basin.

There are also towers marked in each pool, and people live around the towers, just like the villages in the past.

Lu Tong quickly understood that the "pool tower" must be divided.

When there are more people, there are more things to do. You cannot report everything to the Sixth Hall. In addition to the six palaces in the capital, there must also be some people in each pool and each tower who are in charge of local affairs alone.

He looked through it once, pondered for a moment, and said, "Who can be the pool master?"

The master of a pool has so much power that he is a sharp weapon in anyone's hands.

It cannot be given to the Mountain Lord, otherwise the separation of civil and military affairs will exist in name only; nor can it be given to the Jue family or Baorong. The real person himself is very powerful. If he is also the pool owner, he will be able to completely control a pool in no time.

Liu Ji thought: "Students from Qizhi Mountain can use it."

"They..."

Lu Tong couldn't believe it.

Time is too short, Qizhi Mountain was established less than ten years ago, and the oldest student on the mountain is only in his early thirties.

Liu Jixin took out a stack of paper and said: "This is the homework of Huang Sanjie, He Yun, and Fan Zhenyao. In addition to the three of them, Yang Pei, Gu Xuesong, etc. are also outstanding."

Lu Tong immediately opened the page, and after taking a closer look, he gradually increased his speed and scanned line by line.

Read it all with less than a cup of tea.

The title is "Three Questions", asking about the heart, asking about the country, and asking about the nature of the world.

Huang Sanjie talks about "country", the country is the son of Tao and the master of the heart; He Yun emphasizes "heart", the heart is the foundation of human beings, a country can be governed by a correct heart, and a country can be upheld by the Tao; Fan Zhenyao also emphasizes "heart" , talk about the national heart, the national heart is the people's heart, the national heart can be easily understood.

Everyone spoke eloquently, but the content was very vague, like an embroidered pillow, and no one said it to the truth.

The most obvious advantage is that all three articles are clear and organized, and you can know the true meaning of the articles at a glance.

He put the paper down casually.

Liu Jixin seemed to know what Lu Tong was thinking, and said: "Your Majesty, jade cannot be polished into a weapon. These students are still a piece of raw jade. If they are not used now, how can they be used in the future?"

Lu Tong looked a little sluggish and nodded slowly.

Talents are like fruits, which must be beaten by rain and exposed to the sun before they can bear fruit.

Jushou, Liu Jixin, Qiu Ci and others also experienced hardships one after another before they had the talents they have today, only to be plucked by the good demon Zhengguo in the end.

If Liangyao Zhengguo wants to become a real big country, it must have its own fruit trees.

"Start with the tower owner."

"Understood."

Liu Jixin calmed down.

Lu Tong looked at Qiu Ci.

Qiu Ci took out a letter and handed it over: "A friend sent a letter of recommendation, recommending Zhang Qiao, the prime minister of the Zhen Kingdom. This person is worthy of being personally attracted by the king."

"Prime Minister?"

Lu Tong was very surprised.

The prime minister is the head of a hundred officials, ranking higher than the master, and can even temporarily act as the head of the country in some small countries.

Deng Zhenguo is no stranger.

This country is located south of the wasteland and north of Fu Country. It has no strong enemies on all sides and is very wealthy. When the Chu family came, they passed through this country and made many palaces for the king.

Qiu Ci said: "Deng Zhen's country is about to be destroyed."

"Because the king is promiscuous?"

Lu Tong thought again of the palaces that the Bu family had said. There were thirty-six large and small palaces, each of which cost a lot of money. When connected to each other, they were like heavenly palaces on earth.

Qiu Ci shook his head and said: "Because he sold his official position. There are five people in this country and one official. Although the treasury is full and there are no external enemies, the fate is over."

Lu Tongtong: "He is a dignified prime minister with great authority, but his subordinates would sell their posts. What can this person do?"

"The rise of Dengzhen Kingdom is all because of Zhang Qiao."

Qiu Ci did not introduce much.

Liu Jixin added: "The Lord of the country, Zhang Qiao has long been famous. Before the founding of the various countries, this man opened a cave in Huangshi Mountain and was called the 'Old Man of Huangshi'. Several of my friends once listened to the Dharma in Huangshi Mountain. I admire Zhang Qiao very much."

"What cultivation level?"

"I was a great monk of Golden elixir back then."

"Why does selling one's official position come about?"

"It is said that it started with the wealthy man 'He came forward'. This man presented a heavy treasure and was given an official position. After this precedent, many wealthy businessmen swarmed up and donated large sums of money. From then on, the wealthy businessmen who came to Zhen Kingdom had no official position. It’s called shame.”

Lu Tong’s eyes darkened slightly.

This kind of thing will not happen in Liangyao Zhengguo. It’s not that they don’t sell, but that there are no idle wealthy households. The mountain master of Liangyao Zhengguo has people, money, and officials, even more so than Deng Zhenguo.

The sword has double edges, and it is difficult to distinguish the pros and cons.

The good demon Zhengguo also has this disease, but the disadvantage is not obvious. Moreover, the country is becoming increasingly prosperous and can tolerate these ills for the time being.

"Zhang Qiao didn't stop him?"

"Maybe not, maybe not to stop, there is no reason outside."

Lu Tong thought for a while and said: "Help me draft a letter of credence, inviting Zhang Qiao to come to discuss state affairs on the grounds that the two countries send envoys to each other."

"Yes."

Liu Jixin agreed.

Qiu Ci said: "Liangyao Zhengguo is a small country, but Zhang Qiao is a great talent. If the leader of the country is truly seeking talents, he should take the initiative to visit."

Lu Tong hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "It would be a good idea to draft a letter of credence and request to visit the Dengzhen Kingdom on the grounds of sending envoys to each other and discussing alliances."

"Very good."

……

That night.

Lu Tong summoned Xiang Huan to return to Yuanxiang Mountain. The main soul, Thunder Dragon and Iron Tumor Jiao were separated in two places. After a ridiculous night with Xiang Huan and Mrs. Nine, they returned to Wansheng Shenxu again.

The atmosphere in Shenxu changed drastically.

The endless wasteland is dotted with small black spots. The black spots move and move forward very slowly.

Lu Tong returns to the fields.

After a whole day of idleness, the fields turned into wasteland again, and it seemed that there was no room for relaxation in this place.

The big ax is placed next to the stone spear.

In addition to the axes, there are also broken wooden boards and half-charred cloth strips, which are arranged very neatly. You can tell that someone has taken care of them carefully.

He lifted the axe.

"Tou'er Lu!"

Yue Nuandong stood nearby, with a scar on his face from the end of his eyebrow to the corner of his mouth, running through the entire right side of his face. He looked ferocious, but his expression was cautious.

Lu Tong looked sideways.

Except Yue Nuandong, Xiao Wanzi, Wanrong, Axia, and all the people from before are back.

Niu Leng was also standing in the distance. The woman and his men were all gone, and there was only a nail rake beside him.

Yue Nuandong swallowed his throat and said, "Did you get the technique?"

"Yeah."

Lu Tong nodded.

Yue Nuandong clenched his hands into fists, his face turned red, and the scar seemed to be alive and began to squirm from side to side.

"I knew it!"

"It's done!"

Wanrong shouted: "Tou'er Lu got the "Neither Human nor Demon Sutra!"

A strange face ran away from a distance and asked loudly: "Lao Lu, we have cultivated ten acres of land in four months. When will we cultivate one hundred acres?"

"It's still early."

Lu Tong lifted the axe, and dropped it heavily.

"Bah!"

The ax blade broke through the earth crust and sank deeply into the ground.

The unfamiliar face continued to ask: "How early is it, half a year, a year, or ten years?"

Lu Tong ignored it.

Still unwilling to accept the unfamiliar face, he asked: "Lao Lu, don't be so stingy and give me a pleasant word..."

"It hurts me!"

Yue Nuandong grabbed Sheng Mian's neck, punched her stomach several times, pressed her into the soil, and said: "Get the **** out of here!"

Lu Tong ignored his surroundings.

The people watching gradually withdrew their eyes and started to cultivate the fields again.

"Bah, bah..."

The short, powerful sounds of breaking earth sounded one after another, forming a muffled sound. Soon after, the sounds of breaking earth began to rise and fall at the same time.

"Buzz, buzz..."

The ground shook slightly, as if an immense beast had awakened from its slumber.

At lunch.

Lu Tong put away his ax and walked towards the dining tent.

Yue Nuandong, Wanrong and others automatically followed.

Not long after walking out, Niu Leng caught up with him and said, "Lao Lu, how about that method?"

"Very good."

Niu Leng continued to ask: "How good is it?"

“It can be completely transformed.”

Niu Leng was still curious and asked: "Lao Lu, say a few more words. You are the only one who can do this among so many people. Let the brothers satisfy their cravings first."

Yue Nuandong didn't take action this time because he was also very curious.

Lu Tong kept walking, and after taking a few steps, he said: "The "Non-Human, Non-Demon" Sutra cultivates a layer of demon skin. After putting on the skin, you can turn into a demon beast. As strong as the demon is, we can be as strong as we are."

"Is it true? If you put on dragon skin you can transform into a dragon?"

Lu Tong turned around, stared at each one, nodded and said: "The king can transform into a dragon."

Niu Leng looked happy. He couldn't help but smile even before he got the secret.

"This is true. I have heard about it a long time ago. The king of Liangyao Zhengguo has a weird method. He can transform into a thunder dragon, a black dragon, a blue bird, a big monkey, a giant python, and a fire lion..."

Lu Tong looked sideways.

Sheng Lun seems to be a prisoner in my memory. He didn't talk much in the past and was inconspicuous. However, he is obviously more energetic this time when we meet again.

"Old Sheng, tell me quickly."

Niu Leng's attitude was eager, as if he had known each other for a long time, and he put his arm around Sheng Lun's shoulders.

Sheng Lun struggled twice, but did not break away. He shook his head and said: "I heard it when I was running a caravan. The king seems to be not a human being. He used to practice in Jieshui Lake and suddenly appeared."

"It's not a human, it's a water monster?"

"I don't know. There are many theories. I heard that he is a powerful disciple. Some people say that he is a thunder dragon that escaped from the Thunder Territory. Others say that he is a **** ghost or a half-demon. Anyway, the origin is unclear."

After Sheng Lun finished speaking, a human slave bought from the Young Fox Kingdom immediately said: "What a mess, we all in the Young Fox Kingdom know that the leader of the country is a disciple of the Qi Capture Sect and a serious monk."

Sheng Lun's face turned red.

Niu Leng hugged the slave again and said, "Old Shang, tell me quickly, what else do you know?"

The human slave didn’t know much and didn’t say anything.

Lu Tong was a little surprised.

Niu Leng knew a lot of people. These people had no contact with Niu Leng Ping, but Niu Leng actually recognized them all and looked more familiar with them than him.

Go into the dining room.

They sat down separately, and Axia packed a bowl of rice for Lu Tong as usual.

When Lutong starts eating.

Niu Leng brought back the food, squeezed to the side, gave the meat in the bowl to Lu Tong, and said, "Lao Lu?"

Lu Tong ignored it.

Niu Leng quickly put down the bowl and asked, "What did you do that night? How did you manage to open ten acres of land?"

There was a sudden silence at the table.

Everyone stopped tachyon and stopped chewing.

Luton struggled to swallow the food in his mouth.

Niu Leng said: "Were those pieces of wood and clothes burned by the fire cloud? How did you survive it?"

Lu Tong picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Wanrong said: "Niu, you came here just to find out Mr. Lu's secret, right?"

"Little brat, stop talking nonsense."

Niu Leng was not angry and continued to look at Lu Tong.

"Brother Scar, let's drive him away together."

Yue Nuandong looked at Lu Tong.

Lu Tong put down his tea cup and said: "Armor cannot be blocked by wood, so we must use pottery armor."

"What pottery armor?"

People at the surrounding tables also heard the commotion and gathered around one by one.

Lu Tong looked calm and said: "The soil in the ground is burned into pottery armor, which can be worn to ward off evil spirits."

"Huh..."

After listening to ~IndoMTL.com~ with bated breath, the people around me took a long breath in unison.

"What else?"

Niu Leng carefully added tea.

"And..."

Lu Tong paused, glanced at the people at the table, and said, "Do more."

"Do more?"

"Well, work more, get up early, and sleep less."

After saying that, he picked up the kuaizi and continued eating.

Niu Leng frowned.

The things I found out were too ordinary. I thought it was a secret method or a flaw in the wasteland, but in the end it turned out to be an ordinary and stupid method.

Niu Leng was still a little unwilling. After thinking for a while, he asked: "Lao Lu, why did you use an ax? That thing is not handy."

Lu Tong did not respond.

After finishing the remaining rice in several large gulps, he quickly put down the bowl and strode outside.

Day by day passes.

A month later, the number of people began to decrease again, three thousand, two thousand and five, one thousand and five...but the fields with more than a thousand people were close to each other and had been connected into a large field.

Sixth month.

One early morning, Wanrong entered the field in the dark, picked up the hoe, and dropped it hard. The **** did not encounter the obstacle he imagined, and he couldn't help but stumble.

"Huh?"

Wanrong stabilized his body, squatted down and grabbed a handful, stood up in a moment, then squatted down again, grabbing handfuls of soil.

After a while, he dropped his **** and ran back to his residence, shouting loudly: "The soil has not changed! The soil has not changed!"

"Don't scream!"

"Little boy, you...what did you say?"

"The soil has not changed, it is still fine soil, exactly the same as last night! Come and see!"

It's still dark and it's still early before six o'clock.

But as if the gong had sounded, a figure jumped out of the pit and stumbled towards the field.

Lu Tong stood outside the cave, looking at the figures in the darkness, and said to himself: "The situation has been won."