Wang Teng soared into the sky and instantly appeared a hundred steps away as if he had teleported.
After all, wasn't it very scientific that Immortal Cultivators could fly?
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Min Zima felt a little dizzy.
Was he dreaming?
Were there really immortals in this world?
" Haha!" Old Zhao laughed heartily. Immortal Master is indeed powerful!"
At the same time, he secretly gave her a thumbs up. In his heart, he thought that she had done a good job!
It made Min Zima, this pedantic old man, nag at every turn.
What, are you teaching me how to do things?
I used my own methods to worship Mount Tai and was still recognized by the heavens!
The Qin Dynasty had replaced the Zhou Dynasty by following the will of heaven!
He wished he could immediately announce to the world that there really were immortals in this world!
Who else would dare to question him?
…………
Thus, Min Zima left with a dejected excuse. He really did not have the face to continue fighting.
He really couldn't withstand Wang Teng's combination punch.
However, you can come and go as you please?
No!
Old Zhao was unhappy and waved his hand to force him to stay.
Of course, Old Zhao was in a good mood and did not want to kill him. He just wanted to show off.
"Wei Ling, bring people to protect the auspicious grain seeds.”
"Those who trespass ten steps without reason, kill!"
Auspicious signs were too important!
He unsheathed his sword and loaded his bow.
The eight hundred people protected the camp so tightly that not even water could pass through.
Wang Wan, Kui Lin, and Li Si were preparing for tomorrow's departure.
Originally, Wang Teng wanted to invite Old Zhao to climb the mountain tomorrow morning to watch the sunrise.
After all, climbing Mount Tai to watch the sunrise was a very famous tourist activity.
Ten years ago, he had wanted to wait for Mount Tai to see the sunrise. In the end, he had transmigrated before he could see it, and had been trapped in the Mystic Realm of Mount Tai.
After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Since he was leaving, he would forget about it.
Since he had consumed some energy today, he decided to meditate and cultivate for a while.
He practiced the Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Art that Immortal Emperors would be jealous of.
He would strive to step onto the 9999th floor one day.
Forget it, his goal was still small. He would go to the eleventh floor first…
……
In the camp.
Qin Shihuang was sitting on a chair. There were only two steamed potatoes on the table.
He had a full lunch and had a lot of snacks on the way. He could eat less at night.
The unique fragrance of potatoes lingered in the camp.
Min Zima's stomach was growling as he sat on his knees.
He had been kneeling for an hour, and his legs were numb!
Qin Shihuang didn't say a word, just drinking wine and eating snacks.
He was very carefree and did not mind sitting on the bamboo chair at all.
This was deliberately making things difficult for Min Zima!
You old fogey still dare to question the immortal master?
Fortunately, the immortal master didn't mind. If he ran away, you wouldn't be able to escape from the blame!
That's right, he wanted to avenge Wang Teng!
Qin Shi Huang only picked up a potato when he saw the beads of sweat on Min Zima's forehead and his restless appearance.
"Do you know what this is?"
"I don't know."
Min Zima's mouth twitched. He wanted to get up and stretch his legs.
Qin Shihuang slowly peeled the potatoes, and his tone also slowed down a lot.
He was a vengeful person.
Back when he was a hostage in Zhao, his family was bullied.
Later on, when the State of Zhao was destroyed, he killed the other party's entire family!
Min Zima had repeatedly tried to dissuade him from going to Mount Tai for the ritual.
He was also very unhappy with all kinds of sarcasm.
Jumping out to question Wang Teng in public this time had touched his bottom line.
It was impossible not to teach this kind of old and tenacious Confucian scholar a lesson.
"The potato is an auspicious sign bestowed by the immortal master.”
"The yield per mu is forty-three stones, suitable for vegetables and grain.”
He had learned these lines from Wang Teng.
" 43 dan per mu?!"
Looking at the light yellow potatoes, Min Zima's eyes widened.
He was going to call the police!
"Naturally." Meng Yi chuckled as he took out a list." Not only potatoes, the other grain seeds are also good stuff. Especially this corn, it was very soft and sticky, and Yi liked it very much.”
In the morning, he had boiled corn and a bowl of corn porridge. It was as comfortable as he wanted.
There was no need to add sugar. The corn that Wang Teng brought back was sweeter by itself, so it could be cooked directly with water.
Meng Yi couldn't help but wipe the corner of his mouth.
It would not be easy to eat it in the future unless it was planted on a large scale.
Min Zima was completely convinced when he received the list.
In his opinion, this number was definitely exaggerated.
However, the yield per mu would definitely not be low!
Actually, he was really wrong. He had always exaggerated.
This time, there was no exaggeration!
While he was surprised, he also noticed the yellow paper in his hand.
"Hmm?"
"What is this? It's as thin as silk, but it can actually inherit words?"
Wang Wan interjected to make her presence known." This is paper. It was made by an immortal master using paper making techniques, but it was a little expensive.”
Two pieces of paper and a pair of jade pendants!
It was too expensive!
Meng Yi burst into laughter when he heard that. Even Qin Shihuang could not help but shake his head and chuckle.
This Meng Yi didn't learn anything good, but he learned Wang Teng's trick.
"No. This paper was extremely cheap. The immortal master said that it could be made from tree bark and bamboo.”
Wang Wan was speechless.
Li Si was speechless.
Oh? Was that so?
You couldn't have said that back then!
You old fogey actually cheated this old man of a pair of beautiful jade?!
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