The Immortal Emperor is so fertile

Huangzhou.

Zhenhuangcheng.

Qin Tian took the 'Mu Yourong' brand express train and came here to deliver the last batch of goods across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Plow cattle.

In the open space outside the city, cattle and horse dealers drove fat and strong yellow cattle, lining up in an orderly manner to enter Mu Yourong's Yunxiao Flying Boat.

Qin Tian looked gloating.

No other reason, the yellow cattle were pooping and peeing...

All over the place!

Mu Yourong's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

If it weren't for the automatic cleaning array engraved in her Yunxiao Flying Boat, she would even have the idea of ​​throwing away this heavenly spiritual treasure...

Two days passed.

All the oxen entered the Yunxiao Flying Boat.

Mu Yourong didn't want to delay for a second. She stuffed her soft little hand into Qin Tian's palm and appeared in the Yunxiao Flying Boat in an instant. The Yunxiao Flying Boat, as big as a mountain, flew away like a flash.

Qin Tian was slightly stunned.

He looked at Mu Yourong, who was holding his nose and frowning, and said, "Why don't you use the magical power of changing your shape?"

Mu Yourong replied in a muffled voice, "I want to... but I don't have that ability!"

"Huh?"

Qin Tian tilted his head, "What do you mean?"

After all, he was just a rookie in the world of cultivation.

Mu Yourong covered his nose and continued, "I am just a cultivator in the Transcendent Realm. I can take you and change your shape and shadow, but there are 100,000 cows in the Yunxiao Flying Boat... I can't carry them, I can't carry them at all!"

Qin Tian nodded slowly: "What realm do you need to be in to be able to teleport 100,000 cows for thousands of miles?"

Mu Yourong thought without hesitation: "At least Daluo! Well, it is a realm above the Transcendent Realm, with a lifespan of 10,000 years, rebirth by dripping blood, and some strong people can even peek into the long river of time..."

"No, why are you asking this?"

"Curious..."

Qin Tian showed a flattering look: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so tell me more! Well, just treat it as experiencing the life of a storyteller!"

After he finished speaking, he took out props such as a folding fan and a ruler from the mountain and sea bag on his waist and placed them in front of Mu Yourong.

Mu Yourong was stunned.

Qin Tian explained with a smile: "My father said that I don't care about my children, but he is wrong. I am a good father... Look, these tools are what I use to coax my son to sleep!"

Mu Yourong: "..."

She looked at Qin Tian and felt a little moved.

Well, it's not that she fell in love with Qin Tian, ​​but that she wanted to experience the life of a storyteller as Qin Tian said!

Experience all kinds of life.

This is part of the heart-refining in the world!

So, Mu Yourong began to speak out everything she knew.

"Actually, what I said before was not quite accurate."

"Cultivators like me who have a sect can be called Daluo, while independent cultivators like you are called Taiyi..."

Qin Tian asked, "Why?"

Mu Yourong replied, "In the battle between good and evil 100,000 years ago, my cultivators formed an alliance called Daluotian. Basically, all the major sects in the world joined it. Later, my cultivators defeated the evil cultivators and drove them to the extremely desolate Three Hundred Daozhou at the end of the world..."

"After that, all the disciples of the major sects who broke through the realm and became extraordinary were called 'Daluo'..."

"As for independent cultivators and cultivators from small sects, they call themselves 'Taiyi' to distinguish them."

Qin Tian nodded slowly.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, there are factions and struggles.

Even the world of cultivation is no exception.

A barely perceptible sarcasm flashed across his face, and he turned to look at Mu Yourong and said, "Actually, I can also be called 'Daluo'!"

"Huh?"

Mu Yourong was stunned and asked, "You have a sect? Why haven't I heard you say that?"

Do I have to tell you that I know the Tathagata Palm... Qin Tian smiled and shook his head: "Actually, I am a disciple of Qingyun Sect... a registered disciple."

Mu Yourong opened his mouth slightly: "Qingyun Sect? Which peak disciple?"

"Yanhui Peak."

Qin Tian's face flashed a bit of nostalgia: "It's a pity that it's hard to go back in this life..."

Mu Yourong suppressed the shock in her heart and forced a smile on her face: "Now you have established your foundation, and your realm... your realm has broken through to the third level!"

"Ah?"

"So fast?"

Mu Yourong was shocked, and without caring about the male and female barriers, she reached out and touched Qin Tian's Dantian, her mouth opened wider and wider, as if she had seen a ghost.

After all, there is an old saying in the world of cultivating immortals.

One hundred years to establish the foundation.

She watched Qin Tian break through from the great perfection of Qi training to the foundation-building realm little by little!

And now, in just a few months, Qin Tian has already reached the third level of foundation building?

Unbelievable!

But touching is believing. Mu Yourong not only touched Qin Tian's hard and angular abdominal muscles, but also clearly sensed Qin Tian's realm!

Qin Tian was confused.

After all, Mu Yourong's posture was very ambiguous, and she was very close to him at the moment, and he could even smell the nice sandalwood fragrance on her body.

But this is not important!

The important thing is that Mu Yourong is gifted, and the visual impact she gave Qin Tian was particularly great when she jumped over!

Brother, bear with it, we will go home later... Qin Tian looked embarrassed and shifted his gaze to other directions.

Mu Yourong finally reacted.

"Ah!"

She retracted her hand as if she had touched a scorpion, but her eyes unconsciously glanced down, and two groups of red suddenly appeared on her white jade cheeks.

Although she was a "centenarian", her vital energy was still there. Plus, she had not had much life experience, so when she saw this lively scene, she couldn't help but feel shy like a young girl.

After a long while, Qin Tian finally tamed his little brother and changed the subject: "We are almost home. I have arranged the staff. All the oxen can be distributed to the farmers' homes within three to five days..."

"Hmm..."

"You did a good job..."

Mu Yourong hummed twice like a mosquito, still lowering her head, but she couldn't see her toes at all...

Qin Tian stopped talking.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

But in Shanyang County, the seat of Huai'an Prefecture, it was very lively, with lights and decorations everywhere, and even the damaged roads were repaired, and even a simple dust removal array was arranged, and the roads were clean and tidy, without any dust!

And Linjiang Hou Ji Zhan, who guarded Huai'an Prefecture, also rarely appeared in the government office.

Ji Zhan summoned officials of all sizes and began to lecture.

"The court envoy will arrive in Huai'an Prefecture soon. If you dare to offend and neglect the angel, no matter whether you are immortal or mortal, you will be exterminated!"

...

Outside the lobby.

Ji Boyao, who worked in the government office, was trembling with fear.

Although he was also surnamed Ji, he was a branch of the branch, while Ji Zhan was the distant nephew of the current emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The status of the two sides was incomparable.

But he was more curious about why the angels of the Great Zhou Dynasty came here?

In the past, the angels of the Great Zhou Dynasty also came to Huangzhou, but they all went to the more prosperous places in the north to make money, and almost never came to the remote Huai'an Prefecture!

Soon, everyone dispersed.

Ji Boyao's doubts were also answered.

The chief secretary Lin Zhao and several high-ranking officials around him ordered: "Send someone to Qingyang County to teach the Qin family the rules of receiving angels... Don't let him offend the angels and cause trouble for himself or us!"