Hong Fugui entered the villa through the back door and happened to see Cui Heng sitting on a chair in front, with his back to him.
He didn't dare to speak directly, he just knelt there and waited quietly.
After a while.
Cui Hengcai shook his head slightly and sighed: "Since you have realized it, I will teach you some techniques."
Hong Fugui was overjoyed when he heard this and said hurriedly: "Thank you, sir!"
Cui Heng stood up, put his hands behind his hands and walked forward, saying: "Come to the study with me."
He didn't really want Hong Fugui to take that path.
But Hong Fugui was determined to persist.
So he used a joke from Journey to the West.
If Hong Fugui cannot understand the meaning, then he should not mention the method of saving the world again.
If Hong Fugui can realize this, it is God's will.
As for what he wanted to teach, he had already thought about it.
When it comes to rebellion, when it comes to changing the world, and when it comes to feeding ordinary people, who can compare to that great ancestor?
…
In the study room.
"Who is the enemy and who is the friend? This is the first question you have to figure out."
Cui Hengzai turned his back to Hong Fugui and said calmly, "If you want everyone to have enough to eat, you must first ensure that everyone has land. So where does the land come from? This is also a question you have to think about...
"
He is now dictating some basic ideas to Hong Fugui to establish the foundation of his thoughts first.
After breaking through to the seventh level of Qi refining, he not only became stronger in strength, but also in spirit.
My thinking has become extremely clear, and my memory has become even more powerful. I can recall the contents of all the books I read when I was on Earth.
Of course, the theories taught to Hong Fugui cannot be copied completely.
After all, the world context is completely different.
Certain modifications need to be made realistically.
Cui Heng planned to compile these revised theories into a booklet and give it to Hong Fugui for him to study slowly after leaving here.
The name is "Datong Collection".
The world is unified!
Hong Fugui stood aside, listening to Cui Heng's oral theory, and his heart was already in turmoil.
The thoughts and insights contained in these theories were something he had never thought of, let alone heard of. They gave him a feeling of seeing the sun through the clouds, as if they were a ray of light that cut through the endless darkness!
so amazing!
Mr. Cui is really amazing!
The shock he feels now is even greater than "knowing" that Cui Heng is a great being who controls many worlds!
However, after all, Hong Fugui was young, had limited knowledge, and did not read much. For him, the basic theories taught by Cui Heng were still difficult to understand.
Therefore, he was often anxious and scratching his head, wanting to ask questions.
When he heard Cui Heng said that these theories would be compiled into a booklet, Hong Fugui almost jumped for joy.
Cui Heng spent the next five days talking about this dragon-slaying technique.
At the same time, he was also compiling "Datong Collection".
…
It's a sunny day.
Cui Heng prepared three gifts for Hong Fugui who was about to leave.
Anyone who accidentally falls into the novice space through a gap in space will be attracted by the original world and will return in up to twelve days.
Therefore, today is the last day Hong Fugui stays here.
Looking at the three gifts Cui Heng placed in front of him, Hong Fugui couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
the time passes so fast.
In these twelve days, I accidentally entered this peach paradise, met the Immortal Lord, experienced a life that I had never dared to imagine before, and even obtained the method of salvation that I dreamed of!
Like a dream.
And now, this dream is about to wake up.
I will have to face the miserable doomsday scene outside again, and I must face it!
The world outside is waiting for you to change!
"Thank you sir!" Hong Fugui bowed respectfully.
"If you can live a good life and die in peace, you will be grateful to me." Cui Heng waved his hand and pointed to the three things on the table next to him, "Put these things away, it will be helpful."
These three items are the "Datong Collection", a small bundle of stems and seedlings, and a fine iron long sword.
"Yes, sir." Hong Fugui carefully put away the "Datong Collection", looked at the sweet potato stems, and asked doubtfully: "Sir, what is this?"
"It is a sweet potato seedling. Once planted, it can produce ten thousand kilograms of grain per acre." Cui Heng said with a smile. This is an improved version of the sweet potato seedling from Novice Farm. It will not rot before planting.
"The yield per mu is ten thousand kilograms of grain?!" Hong Fugui's eyes widened when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief on his face. If these words had not come from Cui Heng's mouth, he would not have believed it.
How could there be crops with this kind of yield in the world!
This is definitely fairy food!
"If you really gain power, you can plant these seedlings and you will know." Cui Heng picked up the long sword again and said, "This is the self-defense thing I gave you. It contains some of my magic power.
It can be used nine times."
Although the magic power contained in the sword was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining and was of no use to high-level immortal cultivators, Hong Fugui wanted to change dynasties, so he could only focus on the struggle of the mortal dynasty, and it was impossible to fight the immortal cultivators head-on.
Therefore, this sword should be enough.
"Thank you in advance..." Hong Fugui was extremely grateful to Cui Heng and wanted to salute and thank him, but Cui Heng used his magic to stop him.
"Living well to the end of your life is the best thank you." Cui Heng said with a smile.
"Yes! Sir!" Hong Fugui nodded heavily.
…
Twelve days passed.
Cui Heng saw an extremely strong golden light shining on Hong Fugui's body, leading him to disappear into the novice space out of thin air.
This is the power of world law.
Cui Heng's current state of cultivation is simply incomprehensible.
He stood there for a while, looked up at the sky, then looked at the novice cabin not far away, and finally shook his head and chuckled.
"I'm alone again."
…
Another twenty years passed.
Cui Heng's cultivation realm broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Compared with those geniuses, this cultivation speed is simply outrageously slow.
In many novels about cultivating immortals, he is not even qualified to be the cannon fodder that is slapped in the face by the protagonist.
However, now Cui Heng has long been accustomed to this state of cultivation and is no longer as impatient as he was at the beginning.
It is also good to practice one step at a time and practice steadily.
Thirty years later, he successfully built the Tao foundation and stepped into the realm of foundation building step by step.
Forty years later, he completed the initial training of the foundation-building realm and prepared to break through to the middle-stage foundation-building realm.
Time flies, and it has been a hundred years since Cui Heng traveled through time.
It has been ninety years since Hong Fugui entered this place by mistake.
On this day, Cui Heng came to Novice Farm again to collect vegetables.
When he got a piece of beef tendon, he opened his mouth, which had not spoken a word for thirty years, and chuckled.
"Many years have passed, and I still don't know whether that boy has realized his ambition or whether he has died."
At this moment, the sky, which had not changed for ninety years, suddenly started to ripple again.