The young Gongsun Yingdao, the Marquis of Qin, curiously looked at this strange land from the cabin window.

Just like in the legend, huge wooden instruments stood on the river embankment.

Although it is early winter, it is still slowly turning in the current, drawing the clear river water up the embankment, flowing into the channel, and gurgling to the distant fields.

He looked towards the shore.

He Bo, with his golden armor and golden body, was surrounded by the light of morality, which made his eyes dazzle.

He looked at Zhao Shuo, who was sitting in front of him with great respect, and said, "Brother Shuo...it seems that the legend is true!"

Zhao Shuo lowered his head. Unlike his father and grandfather, he was a little taciturn.

Seeing this, Yingdao felt a little bored, so he continued to look out the window.

The heart in the chest was beating loudly.

The State of Qin was neither granted by King Wu nor ordered by Duke Zhou.

In fact, every inch of land in the Qin State was recaptured from the hands of the demon clan, the witch clan, the asuras and other human nations with their own flesh and blood, led by the Qin princes for generations.

However……

The land of Qin is barren!

One acre of land can produce less than half a stone of millet in a year.

A fertile land is nothing more than a stone.

With so little food, the people can't even fill their own stomachs.

We can only continue to fight externally and seize resources.

Therefore, every generation of Qin princes was wrapped in horse leather and died on the battlefield.

However, the more we fight, the poorer we get, and the poorer we get, the bigger we get.

Already trapped in an infinite loop.

However, the land in front of us is extremely fertile.

Just looking from a distance, you can smell the fertile soil in the air.

This place is not only far superior to Qin!

Even more fertile than Jin soil!

"The soil here is probably all black..." Yingdao marveled.

Opposite him, Mr. Zhao, who was dressed in brilliant clothes, remained indifferent.

Only when his eyes passed over the huge thing on the riverbank, did he show a bit of surprise.

He doesn't want to come.

I really don’t want to come!

Jiangcheng is much more prosperous than here.

Home is much more comfortable than on this boat.

He doesn't need to care about the land, let alone mortals.

He was destined to be noble when he was born, so he could lie behind his father and enjoy a happy life.

come here……

But it's going to be hard.

He even has to endure hardships with mortals.

Thinking of this, the young master became even more depressed.

He couldn't understand why his father and grandfather sent him here?

Not even a follower or person to serve him.

He threw him directly into Qin Hou's warship, turned around and left.

Thinking of this, the escorting Qin general returned to the ship, and the warship continued to set sail.

Two pink aquatic monsters are opening the way ahead.

After going down the river and passing through sharp turns and dangerous roads, half a month later, the outline of a small city appeared on the horizon in the distance.

And everyone on the entire warship screamed in surprise.

"What is that?" Yingdao couldn't help but stand up and look into the distance.

On the plain, wooden houses several feet high rise from the ground. Huge pulp-like blades, wrapped in black canvas, slowly rotate in the wind.

Like a great sage from the demon clan who has manifested his true form, standing tall and towering in the sky.

The sun shines on the huge creature.

The glimmer of light flows, and the blessings of humanity linger on it.

Faintly, you can see a figure queuing up under that huge thing.

The two escorting aquatic monsters turned over on the river.

His eyes were filled with contempt.

"That's a sacred thing handed down from the Immortal!"

"A creature blessed by humanity and possessing great power comparable to that of an immortal!"

"In one day, hundreds of stones of grain can be harvested and tens of thousands of pounds of flour can be ground!"

The pink fins protruded from the water, and the two crystal-clear jade eyeballs moved around, feeling triumphant and even proud.

And they have reason to be proud.

Because they are native to sandy waters.

Only by being cared for and taught by that master can one develop spiritual wisdom.

Naturally, I also know something secretly.

Of course proud, of course proud!

But their pride could not last even three seconds.

In the deep pool in the distance, a koi carp as big as the tail of a palm emerged from the water.

Countless moral auras emerged from the fish's body.

It gently spit out a string of water drops.

Spit on the warship to welcome guests from afar.

"Moral koi!" The monks all over the boat exclaimed, rushing to meet the string of water droplets spat out by the koi.

This is a rare blessing!

Moral koi is true auspiciousness.

Those who are blessed by it may get some opportunities.

The two carps had already sunk to the bottom of the river.

Compared to them.

The koi carp that always swims in the deep pool is the real auspicious thing born from the virtues taught by the master.

You can even pass through the Crystal Palace, where the Master is retreating.

He was even allowed to clean the hair on his mount!

It's like a fish compared to a fish, it makes the fish angry to death!

No one on the warship paid attention to the two water tribes leading the ship.

Because countless willow branches were hanging above their heads.

On the willow branches, crystal clear willow leaves hang down with the virtue of enlightenment.

The shimmering light flows and the five colors linger.

The tree of human civilization has begun to take shape!

As a result, the light shines on the river surface, manifesting countless auspicious scenes.

"This is the legendary blessed land of immortals!" Yingdao took a deep breath of air.

The air from the hanging willow branches carries a refreshing fragrance. Just by smelling it, it seems that you can hear neat and loud recitation.

"One one makes one, one two makes two..."

There was also a faint crackling sound, echoing in my ears.

Even Zhao Shuo raised his head with emotion and looked at the willow branches above his head that were blocking the sky and the sun.

On the branches, strange numbers kept appearing one after another.
To be continued...