Chapter 158 Conferring the title of Eight Hundred Earth Gods!

Author: Lao Bai, the most handsome man in Xiushan

Chapter 158 Conferring the title of Eight Hundred Earth Gods!

These sweet potatoes were all brought by him from the real world. They are high-yield hybrid sweet potatoes. Under normal circumstances, the yield should be about 6,000 kilograms.

And this world of Journey to the West is also a spiritual world. Logically speaking, the output can only be higher, not lower.

Think about it.

Xuanqing asked again:

"Pindao, let me ask you, apart from the fertility and barrenness of the land, are there any other differences between the land that yields two thousand catties per mu and the land that yields eight thousand catties per mu?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Bai Shelangjun thought for a moment.

He really hasn't thought about this problem. It's not that he doesn't care about it, but there are too many things to do on weekdays. He is the one who runs and maintains the entire Heifeng Town yamen, and he still has to find time to practice.

"If we want to talk about the difference, the yield will be higher in places close to Heifeng Town. Among them, the one with an output of 8,000 kilograms per mu is the piece of land closest to the town."

"Most of those with low output are in villages. The farther away from the town, the lower the output!"

The closer to the town, the higher the output, and the further away from the town, the lower the output?

Hear these words.

Xuan Qing's heart moved, and a guess emerged in his mind.

The difference between Blackwind Town and those villages is not the fertility of the land, but the presence of a land god.

To know.

This is a world with the power of gods, and although the earth god is not a popular god, he can do a lot.

Its most important authority is to sort out the earth's veins.

With this in mind.

Xuanqing immediately offered up the Immortal Official Urn Tablet and turned on the land belonging to the god Heifeng Town to let him visit the yard.

after awhile.

The land god of Black Wind Town arrived.

"The little god met the master and met the master Qingxu!"

"Pindao just asked about Qingxu's grain yield per acre and found out that" Xuanqing told him what had just happened, and then asked him:

"Do you know what is the reason for such a huge difference in yield?"

Hear the words.

The land god was startled for a moment, and then explained: "Master Qi, the land near Heifeng Town has a high yield per acre because the little god regularly sorts out the earth's veins and uses the magic of harvest harvest!"

"The little god's power is low and his territory is limited, so the further away from Black Wind Town, the less output there will be."

really.

Xuan Qing understood in his heart.

As he guessed, the level of yield is related to the land god.

The land gods of this world possess two of the most representative universal spells, which every land god automatically masters.

They are: bumper crops and prosperous livestock!

The former increases agricultural output, and the latter protects the health of poultry raised by the people. Both are very down-to-earth techniques that are closely related to people's livelihood.

So and so.

Xuanqing had a calculation in his heart.

If he wants to develop Black Wind Town, he will definitely need more people, and if he wants to feed more people, the most basic thing is to ensure adequate food.

"Qingxu, go and collect the souls of good people who have died. There are eight hundred of them!"

Xuan Qing ordered in a concentrated voice.

If he wants to do it, he will do it big. His vision is not limited to the small Black Wind Town.

That's right.

He wanted to consecrate eight hundred land gods at once, first expand the entire area, and then find a way to recruit people from the neighboring Uzang Empire and Xifan Hami Empire.

Eight hundred good souls who have died are not a small number.

Considering the size of Black Wind Town, it is impossible to gather such a large number of good souls who will die well.

Lord White Snake first asked Black Wind to suppress the Earth God and find local good souls, while he searched further afield.

A village in the hinterland of Siphan Hami.

The location of the last good soul.

"Huh~"

"Thank you to the Earth God of Mangcun. I took away this man's soul!"

Qingxu bowed slightly, and the fly whisk in his hand shook, attracting the ghost of an old man.

"Master Qingxu, you don't have to be polite. The little god is only acting on the orders of the master!" The land god of Mangcun happily bowed his hand in return.

"I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. You. Now that I have collected the eight hundred, I will go back to pay my dues!"

Talking room.

White Snake Langjun stepped into the breeze and rose into the sky, flying in the direction of Black Wind Mountain.

Just two days.

He traveled all over the Kingdom of Sipan and Hami, and finally got the number of good souls that the master had arranged for him to live a good life of eight hundred years.

Why it's so fast.

I have to mention the Immortal Ascension Banquet. Most of the remaining mountain gods, earth gods, and earth city gods from the entire Xifan Hami, Uzbek and Tibetan countries came to participate, and enjoyed ginseng fruit at the banquet. Porridge tea.

As the saying goes, the one who takes advantage of others is short-handed and the one who eats others is soft-spoken.

After enjoying the benefits, when they learned that Taoist Xuanqing was searching for a good soul who would die a good life, they all stepped in to help!

Therefore, in just two days, we were able to scrape together 800 good souls who died.

Black Wind Mountain.

In the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

Mr. White Snake is holding a locust tree in his hand, and there are all kinds of souls hanging on the tree, including old people, young people, and women. They are the good souls who have been searched for and died after eight hundred years of life.

"Master Qi, the good soul who will live eight hundred years has been brought!"

"Okay, well done!"

Xuan Qing smiled slightly and encouraged him.

Among his many subordinates, the one with the best ability in doing things is Mr. Bai Snake.

"Go and prepare the funds for the altar. Pindao will make these eight hundred good souls the land gods of Black Wind Town at once!"

"Yes, sir!"

Mr. White Snake carefully put down the locust tree, then rose into the sky, preparing to open an altar for sacrifice.

This is a locust tree about six or seven meters high. There are densely packed souls hanging on it, which looks a bit penetrating.

"It is said that good looks are born from the heart, and they are indeed the souls that die at the end of their lives. All of them have kind faces and kind eyes!"

Looking at the many souls hanging on the locust tree.

Xuan Qing was filled with admiration in his heart.

As the saying goes, people with ugly faces are not necessarily evil, but most kind people have kind faces and kind eyes, and they will feel very comfortable looking at them.

Soon.

Lord White Snake then prepared the sacrificial expenses.

Behind him were the black bear spirits, earth gods, water gods, and other subordinates who came to watch the fun.

Everyone quickly arranged the altar, and then stepped aside, with anticipation in their eyes.

This is probably the first time in the entire Three Realms that eight hundred earth gods have been consecrated at once, but you must not miss it.

"Sir, everything is ready."

"good!"

Xuan Qing nodded slightly and came to the altar.

A thought came into my mind.

A token glowing with green light, which had the same origin as the Immortal Official Urn token but was different, flew out.

This is a token given by Emperor Donghua. The edict can go directly to the Tianting Household Registration Department, the central secretariat of the Siming Mansion.

"The poor Taoist Xuan Qing, the Immortal Officer of the Left Palace of Tai Chi, Shang Qing Si Ming signed a letter to the Secretary of Thunder City, feeling the suffering of the people in the Black Wind Land and the chaos of the earth's veins."

Just when Xuanqing was on Black Wind Mountain, he wanted to save trouble and consecrate eight hundred land gods at once.

The other side.

The center of Simingfu, Tianting Household Registration Office.

An immortal official wearing a black gauze hat and robes held an imperial edict in his hand, with an extremely tangled expression on his face.

"this"
Chapter completed!