The crazy spiritual energy swept around Su Emei, causing her clothes to fly, and her hair to splash like a waterfall. Also, because of the osmanthus flowers in the field and the thousands of butterflies dancing up and down, it made her look like an immortal and a god.

The indigenous monks who had chased over the mountains seemed to have really seen the gods, knelt in the air in the air and kept bowing to Su Emei. Their movements were very funny, holding their hands high, opening their mouths and screaming, like frogs.

But even a guy like Liu Xiaohei who is lacking in his brain now has realized the fanaticism and piety in the eyes of those natives. This kind of emotion cannot be faked, and there is no need to fake it.

This made Chu Nanhuai and others stunned on the spot. For a moment, the monk was confused and had no idea why this scene appeared in front of him.

"Master, why do they kneel down to worship their senior sister as gods?" Liu Xiaohei disturbed his head, looking puzzled, "Even if I can't understand what they are saying, I can see that they are expressing their surrender to their senior sister and worshiping them."

Of course, Chu Nanhuai couldn't answer Liu Xiaohei, but this did not prevent him from pretending to be profound. He raised his chin and said, "Your senior sister is a god, what's wrong with being worshipped?"

The monks of the Tang Dynasty were shocked. After looking at each other, they tacitly stopped their desperate actions, trying to see if things really had a turnaround.

The most shocking thing was of course Su Emei herself. She rushed over and was about to die with these people, but she didn't expect that when they saw her, their expressions suddenly changed drastically. Then, without any warning or hesitation, they all bowed to the air.

Su Emei thought at the time that they were launching some strange magic. If she hadn't felt the danger and hadn't noticed the waves of spiritual energy, the sword in her hand would have really slashed.

Soon, Su Emei discovered the clue through the eyes of these natives.

These facial features are very different from those of the natives of the Tang Dynasty monks. When they look at her, their eyes are all focused on her eyebrows. The fanatical, worshipful and fearful look is like seeing their faith that they have been pursuing for their whole life but dare not look directly at.

In the Immortal Court, most immortals look like this when facing the Immortal Emperor. However, the immortals do not worship the Immortal Emperor's eyebrows specifically, but worship him as a whole.

Su Emei knew what was in her eyebrows. When fighting, she transformed into the state of fairy Guanghan. A flaming flower would appear on her eyebrows, with golden light as the sun. That was the core of her maintaining the state of fairy, not that the sea of ​​Qi is better than the sea of ​​Qi.

There, there is a trace of the power of the fairy garden that she can mobilize.

The power of the fairy garden is of course the power of immortals.

"Did these people feel the power of immortality from the middle of my eyebrows, so they worship me?" Su Emei thought to herself.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that when she was chatting with Li Ye, the other party accidentally mentioned to him that on the land under her feet, there was a legendary race living in the land where their ancestors had the ability to communicate with gods.

Legend has it that their ancestors communicated with gods was the third eye on the man's eyebrows.

Li Ye called this kind of person the Mayans.

When Li Ye talked about this, he was still in Pinglu. At that time, Su Emei just listened to it as a joke. Because this was indeed very funny to her. It is not surprising that the ability to communicate with gods was the five great Taoist sects in the past in the Tang Dynasty had this method, and she herself was the reincarnation of an immortal.

The immortal had no sense of mystery to her, and being able to communicate with the gods was not enough to surprise her.

As for the third eye on the man's eyebrows... are they all descendants of Yang Jian? Just open your eyes when you have nothing to do?

However, in this situation, Su Emei couldn't help but wonder when she thought of Li Ye's words. Subconsciously, she changed the shape of the flower on her eyebrows and simulated a vertical human eye.

This is just a change in appearance, making it look more like the eyes. In essence, it is still just a decoration similar to Huazi. During this process, Su E's eyebrows were moved, allowing Huazi to release more power from the Immortal Garden.

This made her a little painful. She is just a mortal body now, and it is rare to be able to borrow a little bit of immortal power to improve combat power. To show more immortal power will only make her body unable to bear it.

However, the effect is significant.

The natives were in an instant, their bowing movements became more rapid, and their shouting sounds became more fanatical. The look of looking at her made her shudder, as if they were willing to sacrifice themselves for her.

The leading indigenous people with the strength of Yangshen Real Human Realm were not as decisive as the others at first, but at this time they became the most pious group of people, almost wishing to climb over and kiss her toes.

Su Emei was secretly happy, knowing that they might not have to fight to the death or be buried in a foreign country.

But at the same time, she frowned secretly. This state was destined to not last long. If she could not respond to them, I was afraid that these natives would still be suspicious.

After all, she is just a god of Taoism, not these indigenous gods.

"Disciple, please talk to them quickly. It's not a big deal to keep doing this. Maybe your identity will be exposed!" Chu Nanhuai came to Su Emei and reminded her using the method of transmitting the secret.

Chu Nanhuai also realized that these natives should have regarded Su Emei as their god. This made him feel very wonderful. The gods of the Taoist sect would be worshipped like this when they reach tens of thousands of miles away?

When Su Emei responded to Chu Nanhuai, she was also a little anxious: "I don't understand their language at all. How can I respond to them? I don't know their language either. Can you talk nonsense? I'm afraid it will be faster to reveal it!"

Chu Nan thought for a while but couldn't figure it out, which made him so anxious that he scratched his head.

The turning point has obviously appeared. If you deal with it well and play these indigenous gods, you won’t be able to get it easily and complete the mission to return. But the turning point is right in front of you, but they can’t get it in, which makes people feel really uncomfortable.

Chu Nanhuai had no choice but to carry his hands on his back, look up at the sky, maintaining his tall image as a "god", while rushing to send messages to the monks, gathering ideas and letting them think of a way out quickly.

The monks talked all the way, maintaining the demeanor of gods, going to the city without saying a word, causing some strange phenomena of wind, rain, thunder and lightning to scare them, asking them to offer sacrifice treasures, and kill them directly while they were unprepared... All the time, none of them satisfied Chu Nanhuai.

As time passed, these natives had stopped bowing and looked at Su Emei quietly and urgently, waiting for her to respond to their worship and prayer, and everyone could hardly help but take the initiative.

At this time, Li Wenwen suddenly said, "Senior Sister, draw pictures for them! Draw pictures of our Tang Dynasty Chang'an and the immortal realm. As long as you are a great monk, you want to become an immortal. This will definitely comfort them!"

Su Emei thought about it and thought it made sense. She could try it, so she reached out and stroked it in front of her, condensed a scroll with her spiritual energy. Then she used a sword as a pen, and just a few strokes to outline the grand scene of the immortal courtyard on it.

When she was painting, Chu Nanhuai, Liu Xiaohei, Li Wenwen and others all showed a arrogant look with great arrogance. In fact, they all paid nervous attention to the reactions of the native monks and were ready to run away immediately if there was an accident.

Before Su Emei finished painting, these natives began to take deep breaths one by one. The frenzy in their eyes made their eyes red. Some monks couldn't help but want to pounce on them, as if they wanted to embrace the grand scene of the fairyland, but were held tightly by their companions next to them.

When Su Emei finished sketching a giant scroll of seven feet long, these indigenous monks were almost crazy. They either danced, shouted, or kept muttering words and kowtowed to the scroll. Some people hugged each other and cried bitterly, and the crying sounded extremely tragic.

It is like a group of poor people who have been abandoned by God, suffered countless hardships, and have already thought they were going to hell, but suddenly they saw hope right in front of them, and the race continues, and they may still be able to ascend to the Kingdom of God.

The strong reaction of the indigenous monks made Su Emei and others feel relieved.

Of course, it's more difficult to understand.

They don't understand why these people have such intense reactions and emotions.

Chu Nanhuai suddenly remembered what Li Ye had said before leaving. Because he thought that these words were not very important at the beginning, Chu Nanhuai didn't care much, but now it seems that it is very consistent with the reality in front of him.

Li Ye once said that the Mayans once had a brilliant civilization, but at this time, due to unknown reasons, they were declining sharply, with deserted cities and extinctions.

Chu Nanhuai had no plans to interact with the natives before, nor did he think that the decline of the other party's civilization would have anything to do with him. But now, with the scene in front of him, Chu Nanhuai's mind became alive.

"Can these natives really be a group of people abandoned by their gods?" Chu Nanhuai couldn't help but have such a question in his heart.

In the world of monks, there are no gods and immortals in the fairyland, and this clan cannot survive in the mortal world. Whether it is an invasion of foreign enemies or an internal collapse, it will happen in a very short time.

Chu Nanhuai didn't have time to think about the unnecessary problems now. He felt that the biggest possibility was that the Mayans in Li Ye's mouth might have been abandoned by their gods or their gods were destroyed.

First of all, their cultivation power was not affected since they entered this land. After entering the Moon God Sect and the Shimen Territory, their cultivation was suppressed at all.

This shows that this is a world without the protection of immortal power.

Secondly, these indigenous monks noticed the power of immortality from Su Emei - perhaps there was also a reason for seeing the flower on her eyebrows. Even if they were invaders or enemies, they immediately knelt down. This may indeed be because they mistakenly thought Su Emei for their god.

But the reason why this misunderstanding arises can also be expressed from the side is that they have not seen their gods for a long time, and there is no news about their gods.

In this case, if an existence that matches their understanding of gods and immortals appears, their actions will be so straightforward. Of course, Chu Nanhuai and others did not kill the previous group of indigenous monks, but just tied them up, which may also give these indigenous people confidence later, making them mistakenly believe that this is the kindness and kindness of the gods.

In any case, you have to seize such an opportunity.

"Master, what should I do now?" Su Emei's voice came.

Chu Nanhuai pondered for a moment and said confidently: "Since you have drawn the picture of the fairyland and allowed them to see our 'identity', then as gods, we should accept their tribute next, and they must also give their piety.

"You should quickly outline the sacrificial scenes and don't draw the sacrificial items of our Tang Dynasty. Just show the potatoes and corn that Li Ye wants."

Su Emei nodded to understand, and waved the sword in her hand again. According to Chu Nanhuai's instructions, she outlined the scene of mortals worshiping immortals and worshiping immortals. In the center, there were some huge potatoes and corn.

Although she had never seen potatoes and corn, since Li Ye asked them to come and found them, she naturally drew patterns for them. Su Emei just followed suit and was not worried about drawing the wrong ones.

The scenes of the sacrifice are similar. Just show the scene of a group of people kneeling down. As for what they kneel down, they can be completely imaged, such as the grand scene of the fairyland.

However, the large and exaggerated potatoes and corn above the crowd and under the fairyland still shocked the indigenous monks.

It was precisely because of the exaggeration that these indigenous monks immediately understood what Su Emei and others meant. The monks led by the monk stood up, saluted respectfully, spoke a big call, and then took a welcome posture.

Chu Nanhuai, Su Emei and others looked at each other. Although they still couldn't understand the other party's words, they still flew past them with great swagger and flew towards the city on the other side of the mountain under the leadership of Liu Xiaohei.

As for the monks who were tied up before, they were naturally escorted. As sinners who offended the gods, the natives must take out enough tributes to save the lives of these people.

......

At this time, even if Li Ye was in Chang'an, even if he broke his head, he would not have expected that Su Emei and others would be worshipped by the Mayans as gods who descended to earth and took out mountains of potatoes as tributes.

When Liu Xiaohei, Li Wenwen and some monks rushed back to Chang'an with potato seeds, the coldest season had passed and the Tang Dynasty was about to usher in another spring.

"Your Highness, this is the potato we found!"

In the palace courtyard, Liu Xiaohei and everyone poured out the potatoes in the storage bag and piled them into a hill on the ground. The storage bag space is limited, but it is always larger than the sack. If you take out the potatoes in more than a dozen storage bags, you can indeed pile them into a hill.

Li Ye looked at the familiar potatoes in front of him, and felt like a dream. He was stunned for a long time in public.

Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, Li Ye walked to the hill, picked up a potato the size of a fist, wiped the soil with his sleeve, and took a bite, closed his eyes and chewed it carefully.

"Your Highness, this thing cannot be eaten raw..." Li Wenwen said nervously to remind.

They had eaten this food a long time ago and brought it back after confirming that there was no problem. Naturally, they also knew how to eat potatoes.

Li Ye seemed to have not heard Li Wenwen's words, and was very intoxicated by chewing them, and was moved to tears. I missed them so much that I would never forget this taste in my life.

As a time traveler, it is really not used to eating potatoes without potatoes. Looking at the potato hill in front of you, Li Ye spit out the potato dregs in his mouth, and couldn't help but smile without any bones. Potato roast beef, stir-fried shredded potatoes, kang potatoes, potato rice...

"Put it all!" Li Ye waved his hand and decided not to see these yellow and orange guys anymore, otherwise he would be unable to suppress his heart to eat them.

These are all seeds. They should be planted to inspire people and win over people's hearts. Eating one will reduce the luck of the people. It would be better to bear it.

Because of small losses, wise people do not do it. After two or three years, they will still eat as much as they want.

Li Ye had long recalled the time of sowing potatoes. When he was a child, it seemed that it was around the winter vacation when he was growing potatoes at home?

I am in Jiangnan. Although the Yangtze River flows by the Yangtze River in front of my home, I feel embarrassed to call myself Jiangnan... No matter how many, I heard that I can plant it in February and August in the north... This thing is actually very tenacious, and as long as the temperature is right, there should be no big problem.

Can food yield fifty stones per mu be strong?

These thousands of kilograms of potatoes can be turned into tens of thousands of kilograms when they are harvested. They should be planted at a good time. One acre must be planted outside Chang'an City. How many kilograms of seeds are needed per acre? Should there be more than 300 states in the Tang Dynasty, and each state can plant one acre?
To be continued...