Xuanhuan: Gou Quietly Cultivates The Handyman

Yuelang Town.

More than thirty years have passed, and the once lively town has become very desolate.

On the farmland, there are traces of flooding everywhere; Everywhere the houses are broken walls; On the street, townspeople in ragged clothes, yellow-faced and thin-faced, walking paralyzed in the corner with dull eyes...

"How did the town become so poor again.

Air.

The little farmer looked at the situation in Yuelang Town, and a trace of gray flashed under his eyes.

In the past, she and her sister grew up in such an environment, without food and clothing, and had to go to other villages and towns to find a way to live.

These pictures remind her of a lot of bad pasts, and she also thinks of her sister.

"That's not right. year

Xu Anqing scanned Yuelang Town.

Logically speaking, Yuelang Town is the initial place for the cultivation of the innate Dao body of all things, even if it loses the blessing of the small farmer's "six one zero", it will not fall into this way, right?

"Could it be that the Heavenly Dao did it deliberately?"

The geographical location of Yuelang Town may not be very good, but it can maintain the food and clothing line, and it is not a big problem.

There are two possibilities for the situation at hand.

One is that the townspeople of Yuelang Town had bad thoughts about the small farmer and let the Heavenly Dao come to punish;

Second, Yuelang Town was laid down by the great cultivator with some kind of forbidden technique, or hidden some special magic weapon, spiritual object, which led to the current situation.

"All things are mutually reinforcing. 35

"Shouldn't this be breeding a cultivator who should restrain the innate Dao of all things?

Xu Anqing frowned.

The last time he came to Yuelang Town, his cultivation was low, and he couldn't notice anything.

Now, I don't know if it's because of the cultivation to improve.

Xu Anqing could barely feel that Yuelang Town was enveloped by a strange power; But when the small farmer arrived, that force automatically retreated.

It's like conscious avoidance.

"It is impossible for a true cultivation world to give birth to two heaven-defying physiques." "

Xu Anqing pondered whether to arrange an isolation formation.

But after a while, he gave up on the idea.

That strange energy should have been noticed by the great cultivators of the Nine Xiaomen long ago, and they chose to ignore it, presumably they were scrutinizing something.

Something that even the great cultivators of the Nine Xiaomen were afraid of, Xu Anqing's little cultivation, did not dare to touch it rashly.

"Brother Xu, let's go home and see if there are any letters. 35

"Hmm.

The voice of the little farmer made Xu Anqing come to his senses, nodded, and flew with the little girl to the fenced courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

This small courtyard has not changed much.

The three-room thatched hut has been eroded for a long time, and the smell of decay fills the air; The walls made of yellow mud are still so potholed.

It gives the feeling that it will collapse at any moment.

The space outside the hut is occupied by crazy weeds, and it is impossible to see what the former vegetable garden once looked like.

"My sister didn't come back..."

When the little farmer saw the letter left on the table, he knew that his sister had not returned, looked a little lonely, and said softly, "Brother Xu, let's go." year

"Your sister is at least a Yuan Infant Realm cultivator, and she has lived for thousands of years, so we have the opportunity to go back and forth a few more times.

Xu Anqing comforted.

Although he feels that the little farmer's sister has a small chance of survival, the little one firmly believes that his sister is not dead, so let the other party follow the other party's wishes.

In this way, there is hope.

Moreover, Xu Anqing also has a trace of expectation for the innate Taoist body of all things;

Perhaps, the little farmer's intuition was correct, her sister was left in the secret territory of Nanban because of some kind of prohibition, and was not limited by time.

And when the other party comes out, it may be a god of transformation, or even a cultivator of a higher realm.

"Brother Xu, can we help Yuelang Town? I... I don't want to see them have such a hard time.

The little farmer knew that Brother Xu's family was very powerful in the mortal world.

She didn't ask Brother Xu to directly improve Yuelang Town, just give some porridge every day so that those townspeople could sustain themselves.

"Well, no problem.

Xu Anqing reached out and rubbed the little girl's cheek and smiled, "At that time, we will paint a painting of Yuelang Town and sell it on Cai Qingzhai." ”

It's no problem to help Yuelang Town.

But the townspeople should not be allowed to develop too much dependence, so that they give up their work, sit and eat and wait for death.

In that case, there is no point.

Xu Anqing wants to make Yuelang Town a tourist attraction with a story, promote trade in Yuelang Town, and preferably let some outsiders live in it.

Flush away that energy 0.....

Just like Lijia Town in the past, it makes the population flow and reduces the impact of that energy.

"Is that okay?

The little farmer raised his head and looked at Brother Xu suspiciously, can a painting improve the situation in Yuelang Town? Will there still be poor people in this world?

"Of course not.

Xu Anqing took the hand of the small farmer, looked at the villages and towns below, and smiled, "We still need a little publicity and rendering." 99

"I only hope that the townspeople of Yuelang Town will not drink to quench their thirst, and can seize the opportunity to become self-reliant."

The townspeople of Yuelang Town can improve their lives without greed.

But the effect of propaganda will not last long, and if they want to find a way out, it is up to them.

"Uh-huh, then listen to Brother Xu."

The little farmer doesn't understand business things, anyway, in her eyes, Brother Xu is very powerful, Brother Xu said yes, then it must be okay.

Well, except for telling bedtime stories.

Back in Lijiazhen, Xu Anqing set about painting about Yuelang Town.

He decided to divide this painting into three works, one depicting the prosperity of Yuelang Town, one depicting the current downfall, and the other depicting the background of a small farmer's farming.

Originally, the third picture should be the livelihood map of Yuelang Town.

But Xu Anqing hesitated for a moment and decided to paint the background of a small farmer. 5.9

This move will affect that special energy, or you have to rub the luck of the innate Dao body of all things, so that the Heavenly Dao can be bottomed; In this way, the heart is much more secure.

"Hey, isn't this when I was farming in Yuelang Town?"

The little farmer nibbled on a carrot and saw the third painting that Xu Anqing had just painted.

She remembered that it was the first reunion with Brother Xu.

Unexpectedly, Brother Xu also remembered ah.

"Hmm." "

Xu Anqing put down the brush, then dried the painting and placed it in a prominent position in the lobby, "This painting is not for sale, it is promoted in the form of a story."

The first two pictures were circulated and the corresponding story books were printed and disseminated.

Just let those landlord squires notice Yuelang Town.

As for the third one.....

Must stay in Cai Qing Zhai to keep safe.