"Haha, I'm really dissatisfied!" Xiao Hua felt funny in his heart and bowed, "It's easy to say, but Xiao wants to make a bet with all the fellow Taoists. If anyone loses, he will come out of the strange thing in the storage bag!"

"Hahaha, no problem, Fellow Daoist Xiao, I hope you have enough beauty grass!" The monks laughed and activated their magic power to fly out!

"How strange! Why are they so sure?" Xiao Hua was a little surprised, but he still carefully activated his magic power and the last one to go to Hongqiao! Although he was not a cultivator who refined his body, he had been tempered for many years, and even Ku Riming could not compare. He didn't think that these cultivators on Xuehui Island could be better than him!

Far away on the other shore of the sea, many fishermen in the small fishing village had already started worshiping Xiao Hua before setting off for fishing!

No matter how far away from the seaside of the sea, in the villages and farms such as Haicheng and Yuncheng, the secular people also planted the good varieties given by Xiao Hua! This good varieties are obviously different from the previous rice grains. They are not only drought-resistant, but also prematurely ripened, and the food produced is extremely fragrant! Needless to say, they are eaten after steaming, even if they are chewed in their mouths, they are sweet!

Many farmers' babies, because their mother's mother lacks milk, have eaten porridge made from this food since childhood. Although they are only a few months old, their chubby little body and shiny eyes are no worse than those of the rich babies!

The farmers have a sharp vision, and they are fighting for this good breed everywhere! What makes them happy and surprised is that this good breed is the same price as an ordinary good breed, and even many places don’t have silver gifts! Of course, there is a price to not have silver, and the only price is to remember the owner of the good breed and be grateful to the owner from the bottom of their hearts!

This is really not a price for simple farmers! They feel that they should be grateful! Even when the farmers who knew about this, they had already brought a statue with them when they went to collect the good seeds, although they did not have a clear face. Their name is correct, and the five words "Xiao Hua and Xiao Zhenren" are really written on the statue! Moreover, after these farmers returned, they really thanked them! Because who is not thanked? As long as they can bring benefits to the farmers, they will thank them devoutly!

Isn't this? Outside a mountain village to the west of Mengguo, due to the drought, many people carried a human-shaped statue and climbed along a steep foothill with difficulty, as if they were going to worship on the top of the mountain!

At this time, a rainbow flashed from a distance, and three monks flew on the top. Currently, they were a young monk wearing a big red Taoist robe! Behind him were two old men. However, these two old men respected the monk very much, because the young monk had the Nascent Soul cultivation level. One of the two old men was in the middle stage of the Golden Pill and the other in the early stage of the Golden Pill!

"Master, please rest here for a while!" An old man said respectfully, hurriedly took out several spiritual fruits from the storage bag and handed them over with respect.

"Yes," the young monk nodded slightly, waved his hand, and a green cushion appeared under the green shade on the top of the mountain. The monk's figure floated up and fell on the cushion!

When the monk took a bite of the spirit fruit, his eyes swept away casually, he saw the farmer climbing on the hillside!

"Huh? What are these ordinary people doing?" the monk asked casually.

Another monk swept over the divine thoughts and said with a smile, "The farmers are asking for the gods! It seems that it is dry here now, and they are asking the Dragon Prince to rain!"

"Hahaha~ What a group of ignorant idiots!" The young Nascent Soul monk laughed, "Where is there any dragon prince in this world? Even if there is one, it is the pet in our hands! Who can give them clouds and rain? What a dragon prince, it is better to ask for me!"

"Haha, yes, Master!" The tall and thin monk who presented the spirit fruit smiled and said with a grudge. "Everyone in the world is stupid. How can you know that there are only immortals and no gods in this world? Besides, the true immortal in front of you doesn't know how to beg, but instead prays for the false gods that do not exist! It's really ridiculous!"

"Hmph, how can these foolish people compare with us monks? How can they distinguish right from wrong?" The monk sneered, disdainful, and frowned again when he was about to raise his eyes. "No, I know that the dragon god worshipped by secular people is the head of a python dragon, which looks like the python dragon of Taiqing Sect. This statue seems to be in a personal form? Huh? There seems to be handwriting on this statue... Zhenren Xiao? What kind of immortal is this Zhenren Xiao? Could it be a monk from my Mongolian country?"

"Haha, Master!" The tall and thin monk smiled and explained, "Since he is a real person, he must be a cultivator with Nascent Soul cultivation. But if he is such a monk, he will have a title. For example, the word "Mystery" is famous in the entire Three Kingdoms of Cultivation. How could he have only the word "Xiao"? As my disciples saw, this "Xiao" is a surname. Maybe some qi-refining monk remembered it after doing something, so he called Xiao Zhenren without knowing the importance! How could they know that the word "Zhengren" is not a random name!"

"Well, what Guan Xiang said is very much!" The Nascent Soul cultivator was actually the real person of Jingli of Changbai Sect.

"In addition, Master!" Another monk said quickly, "At the level of Master, it is the master who has mastered merit and fortune, tempered babies, and is correct and early to get distracted, and a glimpse of the way of heaven! Who can do anything to leave these foolish people? It must be a small monk who has to force his reputation to compete for fame!"

"Well~" Jingwu Zhenren waved his hand and said, "Don't pay attention to them! Guan Xiang, the materials you collected this time are very good, and they are very useful to the magic weapon you have refined this time. When this magic weapon is completed, you will be rewarded with great rewards!"

"I dare not, it's all the master's luck. You can find it with a little collection. This is all the filial piety of the disciple. Master doesn't have to be in my heart..." Hu Guanxiang was about to give in, but the sound of gongs "Dangdang" one after another, and the compassionate voices of "Zhengren Xiao" came up!

"Master, take your disciples to drive them away!" Hu Guanfeng said hurriedly when he saw Jinglu Zhenren frowning.

"No need, I have enough rest for the teacher! Let's go!" Jinglu Zhenren waved his sleeves and covered both of them, which immediately turned into a rainbow and rushed into the sky!

Before they knew it, it took another few days. The three of them passed by a swamp, but saw that there were many incense and candles placed on the ridges of the terraced fields on many hillsides. Both men, women, young and old were placed before the incense and candles and bowed to the incense and candles!

The smoke of the incense and candle lingers the hillside...
Chapter completed!