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When he got home, Gu Cijiu saw Duan Shaobo supporting Qu Yingran on the wooden horse. Duan Shaobo was smiling like a child who was playing crazy, while Qu Yingran, a child who was supposed to be playing crazy had a numb face, and could even be said to be hopeless - this kid definitely didn't know what contrast was. He's cute, he looks so soft and weird, but he always has a serious face. Who else is he to play with?
"Senior Brother, are you back?"
¡°Well, it¡¯s agreed that two pounds of grain will be exchanged for one pound of seeds. Although it¡¯s fine to give it away for free, people tend not to cherish things that are too easy to obtain.¡±
Duan Shaobo nodded, seemingly not caring about the amount of food in exchange: "Senior Brother, we are monks, and now we are just doing whatever we want here and enjoying our freedom. We seem to be in the world of mortals, but in fact we are far apart. You Why bother to produce high-quality seeds and then sell them at such low prices?"
The seeds are actually ordinary unshelled rice and wheat bought along the way. What changes them is the power of the monks.
The cultivation civilization in this world is quite developed. Most sects have their own spiritual fields and spiritual mountains, which can cultivate large areas of spiritual valleys, spiritual plants, and breed spiritual beasts. The fairy farmers and animal cultivators responsible for breeding have a high status in the world of cultivation, and judging from the original plot, these monks here have mastered the means to further optimize animals and plants.
"However, the world of cultivation is the world of cultivation, and the world of mortals should be whatever it is. Ordinary farmers still use seeds from thousands of years ago, and their harvests are not much different from those of our ancestors thousands of years ago.
"Why can't I do this?" Gu Cijiu replied, "Actually, I have been wondering that although doing these things is a little troublesome for the monks, it is only a little bit. For these farmers, it may be a lot more trouble. The little harvest that comes out can keep them alive, so why doesn¡¯t anyone do it?¡±
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"The distance between food, clothing, housing and transportation is closer to mortals than the distance between monsters and monsters. Since we monks can ensure that mortals have good weather, why can't we use some means to make them have a good harvest?"
"Elder brother"
"Junior brother"
Qu Yingran: "" Just now, he was deeply moved by those words, but now he is caught in the middle by two doggy men who are nibbling at each other. He is not moved at all, okay? ! ! !
Gu Cijiu [Junior brother, let¡¯s change roles next time. These lofty words made my skin crawl. ¡¿
Duan Shaobo [Senior Brother, this is how we have assigned roles from the beginning. Stick to it. ¡¿
??Gu Cijiu¡¾I regret itin order to comfort me, let me take a few more bites. ¡¿
Duan Shaobo [Okay. ¡¿
System: ¡ú_¡ú Brother Tiandao, just get used to it. If you feel that you have no interest in watching it, then stop watching it. Why suffer for yourself? I will give you the coordinates of five heavenly paths. If you talk to them, you should have something in common. And they are all happy now. Really, you are the way of heaven. You can see that I didn't lie to you.
Qu Yingran was sitting in the car as usual, with Da Mao pulling him around the village.
Life in Shangshan Village is quiet and comfortable, and most people have a faint smile on their faces. Today, the smiles on the faces of the villagers are more obvious, and the corners of many people's mouths are grinning down to the base of their ears. Although they didn't laugh out loud, their joy was obvious.
¡ª¡ªWhy didn¡¯t he think about using monks¡¯ methods to change crops?
Although monks have been of great help to mortals, if there is a large-scale natural disaster, monks will help the people. In his long life, Qu Yingran helped people survive natural disasters several times.
However, natural disasters are not so easy to change, because natural disasters are also a kind of natural time, a part of the movement of heaven, just like the waxing and waning of the moon. For example, in mortal legends, if one or two people open an altar and perform practices that can stop the rain and stop the water, it must not have reached the level of a natural disaster.
Natural disasters require dozens or even hundreds of monks to do this. And the method is not to "change" natural disasters, but to disperse the power of natural disasters using transportation methods, or to transfer the power of natural disasters to magic weapons using the substitution method.
The sects that can do this must be at least medium-sized sects. The small sects scattered among the people cannot do it. As a country, if you want to invite a sect to make such a big move, that's not possible. It will cost a lot. Therefore, when they are invited out, the monks are often faced with starvation everywhere
Qu Yingran has been thinking about how to simplify such a formation, even if it is weak, it can at least turn a large natural disaster into a small one. He did make some modifications, but the effect wasHe touched the sleeping Duan Shaobo's hair and pressed a kiss on the top of his hair, "Of course it's love."
System: Why do I have no mouth? I really want to vomit.
Qu Yingran frowned: "If fellow Taoist don't want to say it, then don't say it, right? Why do you need to use mere flesh to deceive me?"
Gu Cijiu tilted his head: "Although there is only one word difference between flesh, desire and love, desire, they are completely different inside."
Qu Yingran shook his head: "What's the difference? Ordinary people follow this path either for reproduction or temporary happiness. Monks no longer have the ability to have children, and there is even more great joy to be found. Most of those who take this path are Demons and monsters charm the mind and suck people¡¯s essence, so where is the right path?¡±
"Since you don't believe it, come and taste it for yourself." He raised his hand and twirled his fingers in the spiritual energy. His fingers were like marshmallows with a ball of spiritual energy. With a flick, the spiritual energy bounced directly. Entered Qu Yingran's Dantian.
Qu Yingran was suddenly shocked and his eyes became blurred.
Although Gu Cijiu's moral integrity was not up to standard, he was still not a little bitch. What Qu Yingran felt in an instant was a kind of beauty that is difficult to describe in words, just like being a baby in the mother's womb, warm and warm. Soft, no need to worry, just stretch out your body and sleep quietly
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