Yi Duan took out a roll of paper, and while drawing pictures, he explained the process of making linens and linens to the great elder.

The Great Elder was silent throughout the whole process, with only those green eyes flashing brightly.

After spending a whole day, the starlight had already shone down. Yi Duan finally explained it almost, and the great elder became more and more energetic.

"Baby, you're a good method, who did you learn it from?"

Yi Duan said with a hint and smiled: "Senior is joking, this is what I have developed in my spare time."

"Taking the fortune of heaven and earth is enough to benefit the world, but the kid is a talented person."

Yi Duan became even more humble, and he was quite proud of his praise from an elder.

"Let's do this, I know your purpose, but to spread the crops here. This is good intention. We have lived all our lives on these crops for many years.

But the big things in the world are not something that I, the old man, can argue with. Since you have such great ambitions, I will fulfill your wishes. It’s just that you have to stay and teach the people in our tribe the production of this linen.”

Yi Duan agreed, but it was not difficult anyway.

Now Gao has spread the production process of linen, and some big cities have started making, but they are still not treated in remote places. Pinghe, a place like a peach blossom land, naturally does not have it.

Yi Duan thought that he was just for rice seeds, and the exchange of interests was natural. There was nothing wrong with it. Moreover, he did not want to build Pinghe into the second Dafeng Village, nor did he want to build another Huafeng Academy, so Yi Duan felt very at ease.

In just half a month, the first batch of linens from Pinghe were made.

When everyone was cheering and grateful to Yi Duan, the Great Elder trembled and brought Yi Duan into his small house.

"Baby, this crop is here. Whenever you want it, just come and get it.

We are very kind to you in Pinghe, and the children will also have clothes to cover themselves in the future. This is a good thing. Just crops should be promoted. If you have the will, this is also a good thing.

But we can still distinguish between the fact that we are grateful to the child. The mere crops are not enough to repay the kindness of Mabu. If you have any other requests, please put forward them together. The old man will definitely help you do it."

Yi Duan quickly shook his head and said, "Senior, you can't say that. I have already presented this linen to Xiahou. I will get it sooner or later. This crop is enough."

The elder shook his head and smiled, "When the will of Empress Xia arrived here, I don't know if it was hundreds or thousands of years, and generations of people have passed, so what else can I talk about?

Since the old man said, don’t be polite. The old man has lived for so many years and has traveled around the world when he was young. He is quite knowledgeable. You don’t have to be polite, you can say anything.”

Yi Duan thought about it and stopped refusing.

"Senior, I want to ask, are there really gods in our Daxia?"

The elder looked slightly stunned, and after a long time, he said, "Of course there are gods."

"So has anyone seen it?" Yi Duan asked.

The Great Elder smiled and said, "Of course I have seen it, I have seen it."

"What exactly does the god look like?"

"High above, divine light shrouded in the world, and the power is overwhelming, so you cannot look directly at it."

Yi Duan sighed, thought for a while, and continued to ask: "So, what does our Daxia have to do with the Heavenly God Stone?"

The Great Elder's thoughts were far away and seemed to be recalling some things. He said quietly: "The god of heaven is naturally the god of 'heaven'. Since it is related to 'heaven', then it is naturally hostile to Daxia.

Our human race is the supreme of all spirits. All spirits are headed by the human race. For countless years, they have been fighting against the sky, and have been defeated repeatedly and defeated repeatedly.

But we can still live well, and all races and spirits are immortal. How can we destroy it by heaven?

The Great Xia founded the country, cast nine tripods, sealed the state of China, and sealed the so-called "Heaven" in the void, and could not be left behind.

So there was a god of heaven. The god of heaven could be the spokesperson of the 'heaven' or a traitor of all races and spirits. They did things for the 'heaven' and followed the heaven."

Yi Duan nodded and looked at the elder's eyes and became more respectful.

A person who has seen the god but has not died, and a person who has once fought side by side with Si Li, is certainly qualified to receive all respect.

But why is such an old man willing to ignore the world in this place?

The Great Elder seemed to see Yi Duan's question and smiled and said, "Warewell, there are many things in Daxia that cannot be mentioned or mentioned. Our generation is about to go to bed and our mission has been completed. This world is our world and your world. In the final analysis, it is the world of the future.

We leave a little seed, plant the seeds, watch them bloom and bear fruit, grow gradually, and grow to a length that is enough to calm the sky and destroy the earth."

Yiduo's heart is happy and convinced.

"Senior, I have another question."

"you say."

"Where is the moon?"

The elder looked at Yi Duan strangely and thought to himself, this kid has an extraordinary origin, even the moon knows, this is not a question that ordinary people can explore. You must know that in Daxia today, there are not many people who know the moon. Even the leaders of some large tribes may not know. If I hadn't had a wide range of friends when I was young and I didn't know, then I would have been asked.

"Moon!" The elder smiled slightly.

Yi Duan suddenly felt spirited. It seemed that the great elder really knew that since he came to this world, he had always been obsessed with the moon, but he had never found a specific answer. Now it seems that the great elder really knew about the moon?

"I once heard people say that the Houyi era was the era of no kings, and there was still a moon at that time. Houyi's wife Chang'e suddenly went above the moon for some reason. Houyi was furious and chased Chang'e. Suddenly one day, the sky and the earth shook, and the moon suddenly disappeared."

Yi Duan said secretly, it turned out that the great elder didn't know why the moon disappeared. I think only a few people know about the secrets.

When he searched in the Gallery Pavilion, he could not find any records of the moon. This made them feel regretful for a long time, and today it is even more regretful.

"Thank you, senior, there is no problem."

The elder said apologetically: "Baby, I didn't answer your question. I'll give you something to compensate."

Yi Duan was about to refuse, but his eyes were fixed on the things in the hands of the elder and his mouth grew.

It was a branch, with crystal clear and flawless branches, just like the most perfect jade, and you can even see a drop of dew that will not fall on the branch.

How could he bear to refuse this?
Chapter completed!