The Immortal Emperor is so fertile

Afang Palace.

Royal Garden.

Xiyue squatted in the corner, looking at Qin Tian with an extremely resentful look.

Without him, Qin Tian is walking his dog...

Mainly the leash.

You must know that the Tengu is the totem of the Xirong people and their spiritual support, especially for Xiyue, the saint of Xirong. The whole meaning of her past years is to serve as the carrier of the Tengu.

But now, looking at the cute Tiangu hanging out at Qin Tian's feet like a pug, Xi Yue was confused.

Qin Tian smiled happily.

This was a dream he had before time travel.

Get a dog, feed a cat, and have many girlfriends at the same time...

Now, the wish comes true!

Especially the latter makes Qin Tian very satisfied!

After petting the dog for a moment, Qin Tian raised his head as if sensing something in his heart, and what he saw was a blue-gray light piercing the sky.

This is Zhou Liang's communication spell.

In other words, DingTalk.

Qin Tian sighed helplessly and quickly disappeared.

The Tengu, who was lying on his back with his belly exposed, was stunned.

We agreed to pet the dog, but where are the people?

Then, facing Xiyue who hesitantly came over and tried to give her a good hand, it climbed up, bared its teeth, and let out a low growl...

Xiyue: "..."

She felt that this must be a female dog!

……………………

Qinzheng Hall.

Qin Tian appeared in a flash and saw Zhou Liang with a sad face.

"What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, please take a look!"

Zhou Liang handed over a message from Qianli.

Scholars enter the Tao through literature and master all kinds of strange and weird spells, and Thousand Miles Communication is one of them.

Qin Tian took it, glanced at it twice, and raised the corners of his mouth.

civil unrest.

In other words, a civil uprising is imminent.

The people in Qimen County clamored to leave. Even if they did not return to Leizhou, they would move to other places in the Qin State. In short, they were not willing to stay on the Loess Plateau for one more day!

Qin Tian was not as worried as Zhou Liang because he knew how to solve this kind of civil uprising.

After all, everything is about water.

Then, his figure disappeared again.

Zhou Liang opened his mouth and finally left without saying a word.

……………………

Qimen County.

The county magistrate squatted on a tree stump, surrounded by noisy people. He was hesitating at this moment whether to use force to suppress this group of unruly people...

Although he does not master any mass destruction spells, he has mastered Taoism through literature and his fighting power can crush the people around him.

More importantly, there is a group of Tiance Army soldiers in the distance whose arms are powerful.

These people come in and can quickly quell the riot!

Of course, there is also his official position and head...

After all, he provoked a civil uprising and caused massacres. When investigated afterwards, the first person to be chopped off was his head...

But he soon no longer had this worry.

Without him, Qin Tian is coming.

Amid the lightning and thunder, Qin Tian's figure appeared high in the sky, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

fear.

This was the only thought in the minds of the noisy people.

At this moment, they remembered that this was a world where immortal cultivators existed, and high-level cultivators could kill them all with just a raise of their hands!

As a result, needles could be heard all around, and only the ignorant children were babbling and pointing to the sky, asking their parents why lightning and human figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

But no one answered.

Qin Tian saw the effect and slowly declined.

The magistrate of Qimen County came over.

And among the silent crowd, an old man with graying hair and beard slowly walked out.

"Junhou..."

"The Marquis of Qin..."

"You recognize me?"

Qin Tian stared at the old farmer with a somewhat searching expression.

The old farmer replied respectfully: "The Marquis of Qin is a fairy-like figure, how can I admit my mistake?"

"Since you say I am a god, why do you want to cause trouble in my kingdom?"

Qin Tian frowned: "Do you want to go back and live that kind of wandering life?"

"Forgive me, Lord Qin!"

The old farmer knelt on the ground with a bang and burst into tears: "It is really too dry and desolate here. If we settle here, we will starve to death sooner or later! Please show mercy to the Marquis of Qin..."

Qin Tian waved his hand gently, and the old farmer stood up straight involuntarily and asked softly:

"You want to move away from this place just because of the drought and lack of rain, rather than because you look down on our country, Qin, and think it is poor and despicable?"

"Exactly..."

The old farmer's face was full of fear: "We are not ignorant people. The Marquis of Qin has given us a place of refuge with great mercy. How can we dislike the Qin State..."

Qin Tian nodded lightly and asked: "So, if the drought and lack of rain here no longer change, will you be able to settle here with peace of mind?"

The old farmer nodded heavily.

The people behind him who heard Qin Tian's voice also shouted, saying that only if it rained more often here every year would the fool move away!

The people firmly believed in Qin Tian's words.

After all, this is a world where immortal cultivators exist. As long as the immortal cultivators are willing to pay the price, it is not difficult to control the wind and rain.

Therefore, when Qin Tian arrived and did not kill them, but asked patiently, they knew that by complaining, Qin Tian, ​​or other immortal cultivators from Qin State, could come from time to time. Here you can use the magic of wind and rain to irrigate the farmland...

Now it seems that they made the right bet.

Qin Tian said he didn't care.

Changing the climate on the loess plateau and making it rain more frequently is what he has been doing all along.

In fact, the Golden Dragon of Luck had been controlling the rainfall in the previous days.

But the vegetation on the loess plateau is too scarce, so the frequency and amount of rainfall are limited.

After all, if there are no plant roots to fix the soil, heavy rain will directly wash away the surface loess, causing serious soil erosion.

Frequent rainfall will not be worth the loss.

As Lao Tzu once said, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish.

Improving the loess plateau is not something that can be done overnight.

It needs to be done slowly.

Qin Tian looked at the farmlands in the distance that had become very dry because they were exposed to the outside due to the removal of weeds. With a thought, a dark cloud quickly floated over the horizon.

Then came the second, the third...

Until the sky and the earth were dark, lightning and thunder flashed between the clouds, and bean-sized raindrops fell one after another.

"It's raining!"

...

There was an unbelievable shout from the crowd, followed by a cheer like a tsunami.

Countless people knelt on the ground and worshiped.

"Long live the Marquis of Qin!"

"The Qin Kingdom will not be destroyed!"

I don't know who took the lead, but a low and heavy chant came from the people.

"Long live the Marquis of Qin!"

"The Qin Kingdom will not be destroyed!"

From a hundred steps to a thousand steps, from a thousand steps to ten miles, from the plateau to the distant bank of the Qishui River, 800,000 people, like a voice, from west to east, from south to north, all began to shout the same words.

Above the sky, the golden dragon of luck that was rolling and shuttling in the sea of ​​clouds felt this shout.

So, in a golden glow.

It grew a lot fatter...

Qin Tian: "..."