Master Dan Dao

Feng Tianxing was quite surprised by the strategy that Songta implemented here. He actually used something similar to metaphysics to let the demons feel at ease and leave space for the festivals of the people.

The source of the festival is obviously that there must be enough human races, and the lives of these human races are relatively decent.

Obviously, Songta will not let things evolve, and the demons migrate a large number of human races and then kill them. Under his deliberate guidance, these human races have lived here for a long time.

From their service and dress, as well as the small items sold by the hawkers, it is enough to prove that these human races have found a pure land that belongs to them.

Although this land does not belong to the human race, at least they have a firm foothold.

Feng Tianxing came to a hawker's side, bought meat skewers casually, chewed the meat, and slowly felt the rare tranquility.

Surrounded by human races, singing and dancing, it seems that they have returned to the memory of the prosperity of the human race.

The smile on Songtan's face never stopped, and the whole process was full of hearty laughter.

Follow the street all the way to the deepest part of the city, in the center, Feng Tianxing saw a huge paper lantern.

"Lantern Festival?"

Feng Tianxing asked doubtfully.

Song Yi quickly waved his hands.

"Actually, where do these human races still remember the celebrations and festivals so many years ago? These are just improvised pieces, but what is the lantern festival you are talking about? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Feng Tianxing pointed to the huge humanoid lantern and explained. "The Lantern Festival is just this kind of paper lantern, with different shapes. Every household will make paper lanterns. If you have the spare time, you can even give a score, get a leader, and set up a series of prizes, so that everyone just

Everyone is willing to participate, and it is a little more interesting than this aimless wandering around. "

Song Yi frowned slightly, thinking for a while.

"What you said seems to make sense. The rewards like the leader still have to be set up, otherwise it's not a problem to go around like this."

"However, where did you learn the words for the Lantern Festival? Last time I peeked at Galo's research records on the human race, I didn't see this word."

Feng Tianxing smiled and shook his head.

"Secret." "By the way, if you are interested, you can also come to a poetry reciting conference. Look at the moat over there, with small boats carrying wine, and you can drink a glass of wine after reciting a poem. The culture must be revived first, otherwise How to make these people return home

Sense of belonging? Especially the sign of widening the gap with the demons, we must understand it. "

Song Yi patted his head and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, pulling Feng Tianxing. "In this way, I will announce the Lantern Festival to them tomorrow, and then set a fixed date to stabilize these festivals. If you have any other good ideas, tell me. There are so many days in a year, and there will never be one day. light show

Have you sent it? "

Feng Tianxing knocked on Songtao's wine gourd.

"You have to give me enough control this time, otherwise I will be hard to speak."

Songyi laughed loudly, and rushed to the city lord's mansion with Feng Tianxing. There was no conclusion about this festival, and Songyi only stipulated that it must be held once a month. Now that there is Feng Tianxing, the encyclopedia of the human race, it is not difficult to gather five or six festivals a month. At that time, I will secretly give some pointers to some demons so that their strength can be improved a little.

Not too difficult.

Feng Tianxing thinks more, while giving Songyi ideas and stipulating what to do in each festival, at the same time, he did not forget to ask Songyi to record the sources of these festivals, and redistribute these memories on the day of the festival.

After the two of them fiddled with it, it was dawn when they turned their heads. Songta looked at the recent festival, the Spring Festival recorded by the human race was about to arrive, and then opened Feng Tianxing's dense records about the Spring Festival.

"What's the zodiac this year? We can't really go back and count so many years, right?"

Feng Tianxing pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Calculating from the latest round, it doesn't matter if you use it as the old calendar for the new one."

Song patted his chest.

"Then I won't accompany you. I have to deal with this matter as soon as possible. It's only half a month. I have to deal with these things. I will invite you over then."

Feng Tianxing nodded repeatedly.

If Songyi didn't do these things, he would do them. It's rare to have such a huge human base, and it would be too bad not to expand the culture.

As for Fengming's human race, Feng Tianxing has no intention of helping for the time being. He needs to give Fengming a space to grow, and also wants to see if the human race will give birth to other cultures.

Saying goodbye, following the flow of dispersed people, Feng Tianxing returned all the way to the city he built by himself.

Ke Ke had been waiting here for a long time, and she started reporting almost habitually.

"Master Huifeng, more than a hundred Star City have been established, and there is currently no word against you in the camp. I am still inquiring about the others."

Feng Tianxing nodded.

"Thank you. In a few days, I will take you to see the Spring Festival of the human race. I will need you to help me block the gun. I always feel that the boy Songyi has no good intentions."

Ke Ke's eyes lit up, and he hurried back.

"When? I'd better prepare early."

After talking about the time, Feng Tianxing strode into the camp where the army was resting.

Not all the gentle slopes in the city are solid, and there is still space left by Feng Tianxing inside. These places are used for hoarding supplies or living in people.

Below the surface of the outside world, there is also an underground dark city built by Feng Tianxing, where at least a million demons can be stationed without congestion.

All the preparations have been made, and all that is left is to go to Jia Luo to claim credit, and then be fooled casually, and come back disheartened.

Just before departure, Feng Tianxing still needs to spread some news in the barracks.

Just a few steps in, I saw several demons gathered together, and one of the demons threw the stone ball in his hand forward. The stone ball is specially made by Feng Tianxing, and it is specially used by these demons to polish their strength.

"Okay! Big Brother Zhuang! It's almost thirty meters away!"

"I remember our captain is only a little over thirty, right? Brother Zhuang is as strong as the captain."

"Be quiet, don't compare me with the captain. Most of my life is given by the captain. No matter what my strength is, the captain will always be my captain, stronger than me, and I will not take his captain's position."

After this statement, a group of younger brothers quickly changed their rhetoric.

One of them was still a little unfamiliar with the ins and outs of the matter, so he asked his companion cautiously.

"How is this going?"

The companion quickly explained via sound transmission. "At the beginning, Master Zhenwu Demon Lord led us to march, and there were many difficulties and obstacles on the road. If Lord Zhenwu Demon Lord was not so powerful, we would have died long ago. , as the captain, how many of us were saved by the decisions of these captains. No, why don’t you even know this?”