Chapter 975: Freedom Plan

Wei Yuan fought one against two, and by means of various methods, forcibly killed Duke Zhong of Great Zhao. Although Duke Zhong was only in the early stage of the Dharma Form, with this stepping stone, Wei Yuan had officially stepped into the ranks of high-level cultivators by slaughter.

Thinking of Duke Zhong's end, Wei Yuan also sighed. The immortal path is perilous; a generation of Dharma Form cultivators can fall just like that, and even immortals could not calculate that Duke Zhong would die at his hands. Otherwise, Duke Zhong would definitely not have dared to unfold his Mind-Reflection World like that.

Just as he was sighing, the scenery before Wei Yuan's eyes suddenly changed, and he was already in the small courtyard of Tinghai Xianjun Yan Shi.

Tinghai Xianjun Yan Shi signaled Wei Yuan to sit down, then placed a cup of clear tea in front of Wei Yuan before asking, "What is planted in the lotus pond?"

Wei Yuan was startled: "Green lotus, of course!"

That green lotus was so obvious; how could the immortal not see it?

"What is planted in the lotus pond?" Yan Shi deepened his tone and asked again.

Wei Yuan suddenly understood Yan Shi's meaning at this time. The green lotus was only the manifestation of the appearance; what Yan Shi wanted to ask was what kind of cause and effect the little monk had actually planted.

This question stumped Wei Yuan. In Wei Yuan's view, it was just a green lotus, especially simple and direct; where did the cause and effect come from? Furthermore, things that you, an immortal, can't see, how could I see them?

But Wei Yuan naturally dared not say this in front of Yan Shi, so he sat in the small courtyard, his spiritual sense entered the Pure Land Grotto-Heaven, and he stared at the green lotus for a long time, and sure enough, he didn't see anything.

Yan Shi did not wait for an answer, which seemed to be within his expectations, so he said, "Perhaps the timing is not yet right, and the heavenly secret is not yet revealed. You just keep an eye on it. If you have any thoughts, remember to come and tell me."

Wei Yuan was just about to take his leave when Tinghai Xianjun Yan Shi handed him a tea box and said, "There are a few tea leaves here that I drink daily. You take them. Next time you drink tea in front of others, you still have to drink some good tea, so as not to lose the face of my Grand Void Palace."

Wei Yuan was overjoyed to receive it. As soon as he returned to the home realm, he opened it to see, and saw seven immortal tea leaves neatly arranged in the box. Wei Yuan was stunned; this could only be drunk seven times in front of others? This number was a bit insufficient.

Immediately, Wei Yuan's thoughts wandered, and he pulled over the fat fairy Yue Gui, letting her issue a task in the earthly paradise in his name: how to drink tea in front of others without consuming tea leaves, but also let people know that what is in the cup is immortal tea.

Once this task was issued, the earthly paradise was silent. Wei Yuan felt as if many pairs of eyes were looking at him. But he immediately comforted himself, this task was issued by the fat fairy Yue Gui; what did it have to do with him?

Hmm? Fat fairy Yue Gui?

However, the military situation was urgent, and Wei Yuan's mind was all on the battlefield, so he had no time to study Yue Mu Gui's figure and returned to the home realm.

At this time, he had already ordered dozens of Dao Foundation warriors to each lead a small unit to scatter in all directions, carefully surveying and recording the terrain. He also divided more than ten thousand-man teams from the army to occupy the remaining county towns of Yuyang Commandery and expel the government.

At this time, several newly built floating airships had arrived, transporting a large amount of grain and special sand.

This kind of sand was specially refined by the old Daoist Chu He. Only a few catties needed to be evenly sprinkled on one mu of land, and the whole piece of land would never grow grain again, which was even more ruthless than sprinkling salt.

But although it couldn't grow grain, it could grow a kind of cotton called red-stem cotton. This cotton had high yield, and the cotton fibers were long and thick, making it much easier to process than traditional cotton, and the yield was double that of traditional cotton. The coarse cloth woven from this cotton was not very comfortable, but it was cheap in large quantities, and it could also replace spirit wood silk to make gunpowder, which was only slightly more expensive than fertilizer explosives, but more powerful.

It was winter, and the fields had long been harvested. While Wei Yuan arranged for people to sprinkle sand in the fields, he sent over a thousand eloquent scholars to change into civilian clothes and go deep into the fields, spreading rumors village by village: next year, this place will suffer a natural disaster, and not a blade of grass will grow. If you stay, everyone will starve to death, but if you go to Qingming, there is meat to eat!

The reason it was called a rumor was mainly because what this place suffered was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.

Yuyang Commandery bordered Qingming, and people heard about the various immortal-like lives in Qingming daily, envying them endlessly. It was just that life in Zhao Guo was considered stable, and most mortals didn't even know how to read, and at most had been to the county town in their lives. So as long as they had a mouthful of rice to eat and a piece of land to farm, they wouldn't want to move.

But although they didn't want to move, Wei Yuan had his own ways. One by one, the scholars were eloquent, depicting Qingming as rare in the world and unique on earth, and then indicating that they could arrange for them to go to Qingming. Once in Qingming, every household would have land to farm.

Naturally, as a price, the villagers needed to pay a travel fee. This money was not much, not little; individuals couldn't afford it, but a few households could pool it together. The travel fee was collected by village; after paying the money, they just waited to be transported. One hundred people was the same, and one thousand people was the same. ===== CHAPTER 976 =====