Chapter 517: The best person in the world?
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The cold wind blew through the New Year, and it lasted for more than ten days. On the official road, there were few people, and the thick snow covered everything.
"Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, and Qingzhou will have a good harvest in the coming year."
After reaching out to take the flying snowflakes, Yu Jing patted the horse's head lightly, crossed a stream of true energy to remove the cold, and his face looked a little heavy:
"But this winter, I don't know how many people will be frozen to death..."
They were not in a hurry to rush, not far away, and they walked for nearly three months, and the snow fell intermittently for nearly one month.
"This snow..."
Wang Muzhi was also reaching out to catch the snow, pondering without saying a word.
"teacher?"
Yu Jing was shocked. He rarely saw a heavy expression on his teacher's face.
"In recent years, the weather has changed too quickly. I'm afraid this snow won't stop too early..."
Looking at the snowflakes melting in his palm, Wang Mu's face was as deep as water, and it was rare to be solemn:
"If you miss the spring farming, not to mention Longyuan, at least Qingzhou will suffer..."
"This snow is about to stop, right?"
Yu Jing frowned:
"As for the changes in the sky, it shouldn't be so fast, right?"
After several days of heavy storms, I saw Xiao at this time. According to his senses, it was time to stop for a day at most.
"You know what is the change of heaven? Is it because the sun and the moon shift, and the stars and the dire storms are all gone? No, for most people in this world, the cold weather is too cold to bear..."
"When it's not..."
Yu Jing's heart was slightly sank.
"The cold temperature cannot be solved by wearing a few clothes. In the winters of these years, one has become colder and one has grown."
Wang Muzhi sighed:
"What do you think the cold means? It's snowy in winter, it's difficult to plant rice, it's less rainy in summer, and the drought is serious... there's a major disaster and a major epidemic..."
"Think about it again, what will happen outside the pass if Long Yuan is like this? Dali and Tianlang live in most places. Once a natural disaster comes, where will he seek survival?"
Speaking of this, he stopped talking, but his expression became a little colder.
"Natural disasters and man-made disasters..."
Yu Jing sighed:
"When did the teacher expect it?"
"As early as thirty years ago, I saw it from the sunlight with the magical power of 'dividing light into shadow'. This is a year of disaster that is rare in thousands of years..."
Wang Muzhi held the flying snowflakes:
"It's a pity that those fools in the court, if they don't accept the teacher's letter, a disaster that has never happened in a thousand years is approaching, and they are still fighting..."
"And our Majesty is still eager for immortality. What kind of emperor's mind and how to weigh the trade-offs are really ridiculous and hateful!"
At the end, Wang Muzhi's eyes became deep.
"Teacher, you are right."
Yu Jing was silent.
He suddenly understood the intention of the teacher's words.
Along the way, he saw a lot of people's livelihood difficulties, and he was almost shaken by his teacher's choice.
This is for yourself.
"You have something to say."
Wang Muzhi had a clear mind about his disciples.
In his life, he received more than a thousand disciples, but only Yu Jing is qualified to take over his legacy.
It's not just martial arts...
"The disciple once had an intention to say goodbye to the teacher."
Yu Jing did not hide it:
"The court is corrupt, but it still barely maintains order, but once the troubled times come, this last bit of stability will probably disappear."
"What about now?"
Wang Muzhi was not surprised.
Disciples may not necessarily follow the teacher's beliefs, and even if they are like this, they will not demand that disciples must follow.
Yu Jing sighed, but still retained:
"If it will come that day, then you are right."
"No one must be right or wrong, and left to future generations to suppress the rebellion. What I ask for is only full of my heart and a clear conscience, and it is just four words."
Wang Muzhi urged the horse to move forward.
The dragon and horse were agile, stepping on the snow on their feet and knees, heading towards the Heishan City, which was close to them, and Yu Jing followed silently.
Not long after, the master and apprentice of Wanxiang Mountain stepped into Heishan City.
Unlike the expected dilapidated and withered, this small town is not big, but it is very exquisite, with flat streets and various houses renovated.
Moreover, there are a lot of people!
"There are so many people in this small town?"
Yu Jing was also a little surprised.
During the March trip, there were quite a few small towns they passed by, but even if the city walls that looked much larger than Heishan City, there were not so many people.
Wang Muzhi asked passers-by and learned that in recent years, the years and scenery elsewhere have been very poor. Only around Heishan City, not to mention the best fields, even if you open a piece of mountain, you can get the best harvest.
So naturally, the surrounding countryside and even the people in the town are attracted.
There are almost no empty rooms in the inner and outer urban areas. It is said that the request for expansion of the city has been approved, and construction will start just after the beginning of spring...
"The county magistrate of Heishan County does not seem to be talented..."
Yu Jing was very surprised.
Xu Wenji's arrival ended the chaos in Qingzhou's administration. There were few unsuccessful county magistrates, and Heishan County magistrates were said to be a lost scholar and had no talent.
But now it seems...
"I'm afraid it has nothing to do with him."
Wang Muzhi once again urged his magical powers.
Not long after, he walked out of the street, walked through the alley, and followed the insidious sensation to a temple full of incense.
What was beyond the expectations of both of them was that this temple was not for Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, nor did it have the God of Heaven, but...
"Land Temple?!"
Yu Jing looked strange.
Wang Muzhi was sure of his heart and walked into the temple along the crowd. The temple was not big, and people came and went, and the incense was very popular. However, he found that the incense in this place was mostly ordered by the temple.
The incense of believers is outside the temple, and no tribute is collected.
"God of the Land!"
Wang Muzhi said in his heart that he had not seen any movement and had already arrived behind the Land Temple.
Behind the temple is a small courtyard with three or five wing rooms, only an old tree and a water tank. Apart from that, there is only a slightly rich old man lying on a rocking chair, humming something softly.
Yu Jing arrived later, but saw his teacher standing in the distance, moving in his expression, as if he had seen something incredible.
"teacher?"
When the disciple asked, Wang Muzhi seemed to have not realized it. His spirit was attracted by the small courtyard in front of him or the old man in the courtyard, and he was almost stunned.
Dividing light into shadow is not a simple magical power of "incarnation", but a magical power that can differentiate from "light".
He has almost ten capitals, and his supernatural powers are already the second level. When the opportunity arises, he can often see scenes that ordinary people cannot see in the light.
At this time, he saw purple air steaming like wolf smoke, like divine peaks, as if it was about to rise above the earth and beyond the sky.
"Is there such a strong aura in the world?! The Taoist emperor in the court seems to be unable to compare to..."
Wang Muzhi couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe the beating corners of his eyes, and an absurd thought emerged in his heart:
Chapter completed!